Forged In Wrath

by ForgeMasterAbelle

Rating: mature
Tags: Profanity, Adventure, Violence, Death, Twilight Sparkle, Gore, Apple Bloom, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Sad, Fluttershy
Length: 9771

The spirit of a human forge master gets trapped in a minotaur night creature corpse, gets sent to Equis

I was stabbed by the person I considered a brother, I get trapped in a night creature corpse and dumped into a land of talking gay horses.....what the actual FU-

Published 2023-05-18 22:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2023-05-30 19:06:00 UTC

Betrayal

Author's Note

Disclaimer: I do not own "Castlevania" nor do I own "my little pony: friendship is magic". Castlevania is owned by Konami
"M.L.P. - F.I.M." is owned by Hasbro

Betrayal

"Blood....................So much blood"
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The walls of Dracula's castle shook from the noise that came from the throne room.
The battle between Dracula's forces and the invading forces of Styria raging on, and I was caught right between it.
I had been one of the three humans that Dracula had selected to be his forgemasters.
I had met Dracula a few years ago when he was traveling, he had listened to my tales of pain and wrath that I had suffered from the humans and how I despised them.
He was fascinated with my different applications to the forgemasters...."profession".
The longer he and I spoke together, the more I respected him, and the more he trusted me.

About a year ago, he had come knocking on my door during a horrible storm, asking me to join him in exterminating the human race.
I had been hesitant at first, thinking of my own life, but I had made a deal with him.
I asked him that at the end of it, if I had helped, that he turn me into a vampire.
Then every human would be extinct.
He had agreed without hesitation.

When I had arrived at his castle, I had firstly been surprised with the presence of two other humans. I did not immediately trust either of them, but I had heard tales of their skill in forgemastery, and I respected them.
I would work with them, but never informally socialize with them, either of them.
Ever since we launched those attack on Tragoviste and Gresit, I mainly kept to myself and Dracula, and it was simple. Until she showed up.
Camila of Styria, traitor to Dracula's war court. She had betrayed us, she led us to believe that we had been preparing to attack Braila, but ambushed us with Styrian Soldiers waiting on Braila's boarders. She invaded the castle with her soldiers, and attacked. We had no choice but to attack as well.

I was armed with my forge tool, a black spear with a long, large head, and a short handle that ended in a round pomel.
I was hacking and slashing away at hoard's of invading Styrian Soldiers. Their armor was fairly strong, with large layers of steel and little to no exposed points in the armor. If it were not for the fact that Syria betrayed us, I'd have been impressed.
I was more focused on aiming for the few exposed points in the armor than the craftsmanship at the moment, tearing through their throats, slashing at their knees and swiping out their eyes to inhibit their mobility.
with the constant attacks from the ever increasing invading force, I had come to a conclusion....we didn't have enough soldiers.
"Isaac!" I call out to the Nubian forgemasters, he was on the other side of the room, fighting off the Styrian's to protect Dracula. He looked up from the soldier he had stabbed in the neck and looked to me.

"Our numbers are running low!" He gave me a short understanding nod.
He quickly yanked the dagger from the dead Styrian's neck and cauterized it with his dagger which had a glowing red aura around it. He poured his manna into the blade and plunged it into the vampires corpse. With a flash of red light and some sickening cracking noises, the vampire corpse turned into a seven foot tall goblin, Isaac gave it an order that I couldn't hear, and it joined the battle. Nodding to myself I proceed to do the same as Isaac, I pour my mana into my spear and plunge it into the soldier I just slain.
Unlike Isaac, after I plunged my tool into my material, a green light encompasses both me and the corpse. It only took a quick moment until it fully turned into a six foot tall Minotaur that had a mostly human build.
"Take up a weapon and defend the castle, the ones in white armor are our enemies" I say, pointing to one of the corpses of the invading horde.
It nodded then picked up a sword and shield that the vampire it used to be, dropped after I slit it's throat.
I started turning a few other corpses that I could find and use into more night creatures, as did Isaac.
We were slowly gaining our footing, but we still lacked in numbers. I looked around, hoping to see Hector (Dracula's third forgemasters) but he was nowhere to be seen.
"Isaac! Where's Hector!?" I shout out to him
"I'm not sure!" He shouted back
"He may be hiding in his forge!"
I gave a dry laugh at that "of course he is" I couldn't be more wrong.

I was about to turn a vampire that was stupid enough to sneak up on me when I felt the castle shake, not from the noise and damage that was ensuing from the battle, but from the very top of the castle, from the engine control room.
I slowly realized something as my eyes darted around the room.
"She's not here..." I say in slight fear
The castle shakes again, this time a bit more violently than before, and I swear I could hear the castle groaning as well. In a rush, I turn the vampire (who was also distracted by the small quake that shook the castle).
I command the newly formed demon, as well as a goblin and the one minotaur I had forged to follow me to the control room.
I lead my squadron up the stairs, fending off attacking soldiers along the way.
Rushing up the stairs, I stop before Isaac and Dracula
"The control room is under attack!" I shout to them over the noise.
"Permission to sease the siege on the control room!?"
Dracula looks to me and simply nods. I nod in return and take my squadron to the top of the tower, to the control room.

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Camila was running through the castle, Hector following along beside her.
"Camilla! Camilla slow down!" Hector called out to the vampiress.
"Where are we going!?" He asked in concern "what's going on, why are we running!?"
Camila growled in annoyance.
"Shut the fuck up Hector!" She barked.
He flinched and slowed to a stop Infront of the engine control room doors.
Causing Camila to stop as well, to her annoyance.
"Not until you tell me what's going on!" He shouted back. She growled at that, how dare he! Raise his voice to her! A lowly human, she would have killed them there and then, but she needed him Alive. After taking a moment to calm herself down, she stayed quite, thinking of a lie for a second, then responding when she thought of one that Hector would buy.
"My soldiers have betrayed me, and with how things have been between me and Dracula, he'll probably think that I betrayed him" she was a pretty good lier when she was under stress. Hector gave her a small look of pity as she continued.
"And since your close to me, he'll probably assume that you're working with me as well" a look of pained worry stretches on his face.
He was about to protest until Camila brought a finger to his mouth.
"Probably Isaac as well as Abrem" she had assumed that the other forgemasters had recently been catching on to her plans after Godbrand went missing, and she didn't feel like waiting for the two to go looking for her.
"It's not safe for either of us now"
Hector was saddened by this, he never wanted it to seem like he would ever betray Dracula. He drooped his head in grief. She saw this and knew that she had hooked him letting out a quick devious smile before she hid it and lifted his head
"Come with me" it was a simple request, but it still managed to send him into a shocked state.
"Come with me, we can both be safe Hector" she said as she held out her hand to him.
He thought about the proposal for a moment, he had admired Camila and her eagerness, but it would mean betraying Dracula, the only one who showed him kindness and respect, the one being that gave him a home and a purpose....but....
Dracula had been acting strange ever since the first assault on Wallachia. He was distant, and cold. He lost the spark that he once help during the start of his crusade. He was violently, almost irrational, he did nothing but grieve.
Hector had found out from Camila that Dracula had been lieing to him, and wanted to exterminate every human, instead of herding and controling the populus. He was hurt, and still was hurt. Dracula, the master he was loyal to, lied to him, he used him just as the humans of this world had.
He didn't fully trust Camila, but she was honest with him. After a long quite moment, he had his answer.
He stretched out his hand in preparation to meet hers when a shout echoed through the hallway
"TRAITOR!"

Betrayal, Part II

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"TRAITOR!"
I roared out as I saw Hector about to shake hands with Camila. I charge forward, spear in hand, and my monsters following behind me.
I aim my first jab at Camila, but Hector pulls her out of the way. She then proceeds to right hook me......hard
I fly through the control room doors and land on the floor in a daze. I could hear my Squadron attempting to fight Camila, as well as them roaring in pain before they hit the ground with a loud thud. I get back up, albeit shakily, and look over to where the fight had taken place, it was over before it started, my minotaur had it's throat slashed and was bleeding out on the floor, my goblins head was on backwards, and my demon was currently being choked out, raised off the ground with its arms ripped out by Camila.
She was distracted...
I shake away the dizziness and pick my spear back up, she was to focused on my demon, she didn't even see me get up.
I charge my spear with a simple Fire imbuement spell and lunge for Camila.

Time felt like it stopped.

*I was running towards her I think*

I feel....cold

*I was about to stab her through the heart*
I could feel a warm liquid coming from my chest
*My spear tip is so close to her*
I can't move
*Why can't I move?!*
I start coughing a bit. It then escalated from small coughs to large violent coughs that caused me to spew my own blood from my mouth
*.....Why can't I feel my heart beating?*
I look down to see a very large knife in my chest, there was a hand still connected to it.
I follow the limb to my murderers body, and then from his body to his face.
I look to see Hector, a look of horror plastered on his face, tears slowly trickling down his face.
"H-Hect-tor?" I sputter out, my lungs and mouth full of blood. My spear clatters to the ground, and I feel my knees buckle and my body hit the floor, everything felt so cold. I couldn't see much, but I did see Camila smirk before calling Hector.
"Come Hector"she said.
He didn't move, he couldn't move. He stared at me in fear and regret. His lack of response annoyed Camila.
"Hector, it's not safe here, we need to go"
He still didn't respond, this angered her
"Hector!" He jumped a bit at that
"We have to go now!" She said in a raised tone, he nodded. He looked to me with a sad expression and muttered a quick "I'm sorry", then ran off with Camila.

I Laid on the floor, clutching the handle to the knife in my chest. I was scared...
I didn't want to die this way, I didn't want to die as a human.
I was laying on my side so I wouldn't drown in my own blood, Laying there, wondering how this happened. It was true that non of the forgemasters trusted each other fully, but recently, it felt like we had been getting closer, all three of us.
They were like brothers to me, I had opened myself up to a human I thought I could trust, and that led to a knife plunged into my own heart.
I was a fucking fool thinking I could trust again, and now, I'm going to die, like a fucking human.
"F-fu-ck. M-m-me-ee" I sputter out.
I Layed there on the floor for what felt like hours. I kept applying some of my magic to where the knife had entered my body, I was gasping while gulping down air, applying pressure to my wound,
I kept chanting in my head that *I wasn't going to die like this*. I was starting to hope that I would survive until......
...The control room, caught fire...
I couldn't move
*I have to get out of here!*
I couldn't move
*The fires getting bigger, I need to move now!*
The mechanism that steered the castle started shaking and sputtering violently, blue magical energy crackled and danced off of the mechanism, then the surrounding machinery, and finally the walls.
*What's happening?*
The engine control room then exploded
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Vlad Dracula Tepes had been walking alongside Isaac and a mixed squadron of night creatures and high vampiric guards following behind them.
They thankfully got the upper hand in the battle and left in confidence to search thw castle for Camila and his two missing forgemasters. He stopped when he felt a pulse of magic coming from the control room above, which was followed by the castle shaking violently, causing everyone except Dracula to lose there balance. Everyone looked around wildly, confused as to what was going on, bit Dracula though....
He stared up at the roof with a piercing gaze, and then his eyes widened in fear for only a moment until he returned to his usual cold stoic expression.
"Isaac" Dracula said, the aforementioned forgemaster humming in response.
"Abrem said that he went to desist a siege on the control room, correct?"
The forgemaster nodded
"Then let us-"
He wasn't able to finish his sentence as an explosion came from the control room, shaking the castle harder.
The castle began teleporting in and out of Braila until finally, the castle disappeared.
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After only a short moment, the castle landed above the Belmont hold. It would never move again.

Dracula looked out into the night to see where he was and let out a slight scowl.
"Belmont...." He whispered before closing his eyes and turning from the window.
"We must get to the control room" he spoke to the group, and they pushed forward.
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It burns.....
Everything burns.....
After the explosion, I had been launched out of the control room and had landed by my dead minotaur. Every part of me felt like it was on fire, but I couldn't scream. All I could do was breath shakily, keep applying my magic to my wound, even if it couldn't do close to jack shit to keep me alive.
I could feel my eyelids growing heavier and heavier.
My body growing colder and colder. The corners of my eyes were starting to go dark.
I was dieing...
I couldn't move, I couldn't feel, I can barely hear the sound of the flames that had once been roaring in my ears. It was a miracle that I was still even alive.

I felt small vibrations through the floor, I could tell that someone...no wait, a group of people were running up to me, I didn't have the strength to turn my head to see who.
I felt strong, but gentle arms wrap around me and lift me up from the ground. A strong hang with sharp nails moved my face to meet it's owner.
It was Dracula.
He didn't look all that upset, like how Hector was, he only seemed.... saddened.
I thought I heard him say my name, but I could barely hear him at all. He said something else, but I couldn't hear him.
He spoke louder the second time.
"Who did this!?" He asked with a bit of anger in his voice.
I could barely answer, I used every bit of strength I could so I could respond.
"C-cam-m-mila.... H-Hect-tor" I sputter out. In a barely audible voice, Dracula heard me thankfully, sparing me the pain of repetition.
My eyes are growing darker, I can barely see now. Using the last of my strength, I grasp Dracula's cloak and speak to him
"D-don't...let..m-me...die...h-h-hu-m-man"
Then my vision turns black.

Author's Note

Woohoo! Two chapters in one day!
Now that's an accomplishment

Saturn: Rebirth

I stared out into the inky black void, it stared back.
It was dark, it was lonely, it was….warm?

I gained feeling in my eyelids after a few moments.
I opened them in an attempt to look upon my surroundings, but that caused me to quickly close them from a bright light that made my eyes feel like they were burning.
I let out a small grunt from the assault on my eyes, but that only led to a dry spiking pain spreading through my throat.
*Fuck me, it feels like someone shoved a knife through my-*
I widen my eyes in worrying realization, then I close them again, cursing myself for not learning my lesson the first time.
*GAH!....Fucking twat…*
After the annoying pain in my eyes died down, I think back to the last memory I had. I was in Dracula’s arms, a knife in my chest, and my body badly burned. I was clutching onto his cloak and then….
*...am i…..dead?*
It was a reasonable question to ask, albeit grim. The thought of having died a human sickened me, was i really dead? Is this hell?
I slowly open my eyes to adjust to the light that once pierced my eyes. When I was finally able to open my eyes, everything around me was a bit blurry, like I was looking through a murky glass of water. I blink a few more times to shake away the daze, and finally take a look at my surroundings.
*its…a wall? No wait, scratch that*
I look over to my left a bit and see the doors to the castle control room.
*So I'm still in Dracula’s castle, does that still mean I'm dead? Am I just a lost spirit doomed to haunt this castle forevermore?*
I tried to look around more, but it was a bit difficult without being able to turn my head…or move.
I couldn't feel any part of my body, I tried to move my toes, only to come to the conclusion that they weren't there at the moment.
*that's just fan-fucking-tastic*
I couldn't move
*Am I really just stuck in here for eternity? Gods i hope not, i'd rather not have to stare at a torch lit hallway forever. Will Dracula know that I'm still here? This is starting to get annoying already, gods this wall im laying on is killing my bac- *
I pause my train of thought for a second, I could feel?
Focusing in, I double check to make sure I'm not just feeling some phantom sense or something.
*...huh…i can definitely feel the wall*
In fact, the more I focused, the more I realized I was gaining feeling throughout my body.
I still couldn't feel my toes though.

Once I regain feeling in my neck, I tilt it around a few times, eliciting some satisfying cracks and pops.
*gods that feels good*
I think for a moment, processing this new information for a moment.
*So am I still alive?*
It certainly didn't feel like it, I could feel my body yes, but my chest burned where I assumed my spiritual core would be, my head felt light, it started getting lighter actually. I could feel my vision blur for a second-
*oh fuck, breath you dumb shit!*
I loudly gasped in an abundance of air, my throat screaming in protest, it was still stinging in pain. I let out a few small coughs, causing the pain in my throat to grow.
*damn that smarts. Guess this means i'm still alive*
I moved my head to look around the room for a bit until my eyes landed on something that made me feel cold. My burnt mangled body.
*or not*
When feeling is finally fully returned to my body, I stretch out my arm in an attempt to reach towards my mangled husk, but stop. When I looked at my arm, I had been expecting to see a human hand, but instead I was met with a furry appendage that ended in three clawed fingers.
I stare at it before I let out a well put together response.
“....What the actual fuck?”
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Two Hours Ago:
Dracula watched in well hidden anguish as Abrem’s body went limp. He seemed to contemplate something for a moment. He still needed all of his forgemasters, and to be a forgemaster, Abrem needs to be human.
Then again, Abrem’s soul only really needed to be human. He did remember a certain spell from an old traveling forgemaster he met many many centuries ago that could technically save Abrem from death, as well as allow him to keep his abilities.
“isaac “ he called to the forgemaster who stood but a few feet away from him
“Yes my liege?” he said, trying to keep the pain out of his voice. He would never admit it, but he started to care for Abrem and Hector, but now, having found out that Hector really betrayed them (which he had been suspicious of, but never to the point to where he would confront Hector or Dracula about it), but that he had also stabbed Abrem to escape.
Dracula noticed the pain in Isaac’s voice, and gave him a small look of pity.
“Come, we need to act quickly if we want to save him” he commanded, using his magic to pull the closest corpse towards them with his telekinesis, a minotaur corpse with a gash in its throat.
“Seal any wounds that may have ended up fatal on this night creature”
Isaac was confused, but did as he was told. Unsheathing his dagger, he poured his manna into the blade, causing it to glow red once more. He lightly put the tip of the blade to the far left of the gash on the minotaurs throat.
dragging it along slowly, the wound began to heal.
He kept dragging the tip of the dagger across the minotaurs throat, ever so slowly, barely touching its skin.

When the gash had finally been sealed shut, Isaac examined the rest of the body, checking for any other fatal injuries.
Besides a few broken ribs (which he quickly mended), the night creatures body was in perfect condition, besides being dead that is.
“It is done Dracula”
The prince of darkness gave a small nod.
“Thank you, Isaac, may I see your dagger?” Without hesitation Isaac gave his prized possession to Dracula.

Dracula then placed it between Abrem’s limp form and the deceased minotaur.
He then opened the minotaurs mouth and using his nail, he carved a strange spell circle onto the roof of its mouth, then drew the same symbol on Abrem’s chest, right over his heart.
“Now” he set Abrem down on the floor and turned to Isaac.
“I need you to start pouring mana into your tool”
Isaac nodded and crouched down between the two bodies, he reached out and touched his dagger. Pouring mana into it, the blade grew a red aura that quickly surrounded him, Dracula, and the two bodies.
Dracula moved in between the bodies and made a small cut on his hand, he clenched hs fist and blood began to drip from his hand onto the blade, making the glowing aura around them swirl like a vortex.
Lowering his freshly healed hand down beside him, he spoke an incantation.

“spiraculum vitae…” the vortex spun faster.
“-folliculum hoc desere…” the glowing red vortex turned into a glowing red tornado.
“-hoc vas in aeternum ingredere…” the once gentle glow that emanated from the vortex grew brighter.
“-usque ad mortem…” the vortex of mana around them grew to be as fast as a hurricane and as bright as a flame, shaking the ground under them.

Dracula looked to Abrem sadly, wondering if this was actually the best thing he could do for him now, but looking at the burnt mangled body of his friend, his mind was set
“-divide`” a large red flash of light encompassed the hallway, blinding everyone who was present.
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Bonus Chapter:
Alucard, Sypha, and Trever have looks of confusion plastered on their faces from the large flash of red light that came from the window by the control room. It was silent for a moment until Trevor broke the silence with an ever so elegant response.
"...what the fuck just happened?"

Departure

I just sat there, staring at my newly fur covered appendage with a blank look plastered on my face. I was trying to process what I was looking at, but I couldn't think, my mind was blank.
All I could do was stare at the offending hand that ended in three shard claws.
What else could I do? One moment I was almost absolutely sure that I was going to die, then I thought that I was dead, only to discover that I was alive, and that apparently I wasn't in my body anymore.
*...maybe i am dead, and this is Hell*
Sure, I loathed being a human with a passion, and normally I would have been more giddy than Godbrand when he was promised virgin blood with having finally been rid of my human form, cutting all ties with my human side. It was because of the humans however that warranted my reaction. Vampires could easily blend in with human societies, however, I am far more noticeable at the moment. The gears in my brain finally start turning and I grab hold of my senses. I lower my arm and scan the room, looking back over to where my old body (now corpse) layed, next to it layed two of my night creatures, the goblin and the demon. My minotaur, however, was not amongst the corpses.
I scan the room again, this time more carefully, but to no avail.
Pausing, I think for a moment. I then reach up to my head slowly, ignoring the unease I felt from the sight of my arms. I touch my head and gently grasp the two large bull horns I feel coming from my skull, confirming my suspicions.
*so…I'm a minotaur now…was this Dracula’s Doing? Was this the only way he could save me? Could I still use my forgemaster abilities?*
Questions flood my brain, causing a slight headache to spread its way through my head. I go to gently pinch the bridge of my nose, only to make another discovery.
*apparently i also have a snout*
This only caused more questions to swim around my brain. I take a deep breath to clear my mind.
*focus Abrem, one thing at a time*
After I clear my head I try to stand up, only to fumble, my legs feel weak.
I also noticed the feeling of something falling off of my now demonic frame. It was a cloak, a very familiar cloak..
*n-no, it couldn't be…could it?*
Lifting it up, I confirmed my suspicions. It was definitely Dracula’s.
He must have put it over me to keep me warm, a bit of a pointless gesture, mainly because of my new fur keeping me warm, but it was appreciated non the less.
I try to stand again, this time leaning on the wall behind me for support, and wrap the cloak around me. I certainly would feel more comfortable with being out of the buff
I stayed still for a moment to catch my balance, my…hoofs were shaking from me trying to keep my balance. I've obviously not had any practice walking with hoofs.
I take a few shaky steps, using the wall to keep myself up right, I look to the floor and see my spear only a few steps away from me.
A look of victory spreads on my face, with a confident step forward…I stumble and eat shit face first.
I let out a groan.
*fucking hoofs*
I give in and just crawl the rest of the way to my spear, grabbing it, I use it to help pick myself up. I use it as a walking stick and make my way over to the corpses that were haphazardly piled together.
*well, there isn't any better way to test it*
I slowly lower my blade onto my goblins neck. Pouring mana into the spearhead, then into the beast itself. I twist my blade with a jerk, and the goblins head spins back into its proper place. I move the tip of my spear from its neck to its heart and pour a burst of necromantic energy into its heart, acting like a jolt to start it. The goblin inhales deeply and lets out a small roar.
*at least my magic still works* I say to myself, smiling a bit. *Finally some good news*
The goblin raises itself from the floor and I go back to leaning on my spear, it looks at me curiously for a moment before bowing its head slightly, I reach out and scratch it behind its ear, eliciting a demonic purr from the night creature.
I gently clear my throat, the dry pain spiking again
“H-help k-keep me u-up” I say barely audible above a whisper.
Thankfully the newly re-forged beast heard the command and moved itself to my side, it wrapped a gnarled arm around me and I did the same.
I slowly move my hoofs towards the demon I forged.
I use my spear to move its dismembered arms closer to its body and use my magic to reattach them. I then placed the blade to its neck and fixed its crushed esophagus. Then finally, I place the tip of the spear over its heart, and repeat the process I used for the goblin.
*I should really give them names, or ask for their names or something, it's gonna get old if i have to keep calling them “demon” and “goblin”*
The demon jerked itself into an upright position letting out a small demonic screech. It takes a few deep breaths, rubbing its throat for a few seconds, it stands up then looks at me.
It was also confused, but was otherwise prepared for orders
“T-take u-up d-def-fence” i manage to choke out, eliciting a groan from how dry my throat felt.
*I desperately need some water right now* I put the thought aside however, there would be time for water and questions later, I need to find Dracula first.

The demon nodded and picked up the sword and shield that the minotaur…that I was using?
*great, my headache is coming back, i need to hurry this up*

I was getting used to the feeling of my new hoofs, I still shook from a lack of proper balance but I wasn't going to fall over that easily now. Letting go of my goblin I walk over to my body and slowly kneel down. I stare at my corpse for a minute before i reach towards the gash in its robe from where the knife used to be, it looks like Isaac patched up my body after Dracula did…whatever he did to me. I stare into its face, i cup it and look deeply into its scared clode eyes…and back hand it.

*good riddance*

I stood back up and plunged my spear into the chest of the corpse, and in a flash of green light it turned into another goblin.
I make note that there is a worn scar on its chest, it looked like the symbol for Saturn, only with an old faded slash through it.
*interesting…*
It does the same as the other two night creatures, giving me a confused look that was followed by a bow. My throat was still aching, and i didnt feel like agitating it again, so I made a motion with my hand for it to stand, and It did so.

I pointed to a warhammer on the floor then pointed to the demon behind me, it nodded, picked up the weapon and made its way over next to the demon.
I gently walked back to the goblin who was helping me walk right and wrap my arm around it again, it did the same.

I motion for the two creatures to follow me, and i make my way down the hall to look for Dracula and Isaac, my beasties following behind me.

We were about to walk past the open control room doors when I stopped. I heard a faint hum coming from the room. I turned to see a glowing red gash in the air forming in the very center of the room. I was drawn to it.
I let go of the goblin I was leaning on and I averted my attention to the curious formation. Against my better judgment I walked closer to it, my squadron following behind me.

The closer we got, the louder the humming grew, I walked closer and closer until I was right in front of it. I stared at it for a moment, analyzing and observing it. I had read about theoretical doors that lead to an “infinite corridor” and about how it could take someone to countless other worlds. Could this possibly be one of those doors?
*Maybe the explosion of magical energy caused a rift to form here…*

my train of thought was derailed however, as the once small gash turned into a giant gaping doorway. Inside was a vortex of quickly swirling colors. It acted like a vacuum, sucking in whatever wasn't bolted to the floor, unfortunately that included me and my squadron.
We tried to steady ourselves and back away from it, but the vacuum only got stronger, goblin number two lost its footing and was dragged into the doorway, with demon number one and goblin number one getting sucked in behind it. It was just me now, pushing against the void that was threatening to pull me in.
I almost made it to the door until I slipped on the cloak I was wearing. Then I flying towards the portal, head first
*Son of a BI-* my mental exclamation cut off from the portal closing just as quickly as it opened.
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Bonus Chapter:
The three Heroes consisting of Sypha the speaker magician, Alucard the son on Dracula, and Trevor Belmont the last son of the Belmont household.
As they ran past the control room to find and confront Dracula, Trevor paused. He felt like he heard something, a faint hum coming from the control room. He was about to walk into the control room when Sypha's annoyed voice called to him.
"Trevor! What are you doing!? We have to find Dracula!" She yelled out to him
"Sorry!" He responded "I thought I heard something" he quickly caught up with the rest of the group.
"Did someone find something shiny?" Alucard teased
"Fuck off ya cockwart" Trevor ever so elegantly responded.
They then continued their search for Dracula. Unaware of the events that took place in the very hallway they passed

Author's Note

Got a new chapter for y'all! I am just blazing through these. Anyways, hope your enjoying the story!

Arrival

“Blood…so much blood”
I hear a small, shy voice say as I come to.
I open my eyes slowly, blinking to get them used to the lighting. Opening my eyes i scan my surroundings, and I was met with the sight of a fuck ton of trees.
*great, the rift must have spat me out into a forest*
Grunting, I slowly stand up. As I did this, I was met with a gasp from the same voice I heard a few moments ago.
It sounded human, I snarled a small bit at the thought.
*just fucking great, i don't need this right now*

When I finally get up on my fee-.....hoofs…
*I'm not gonna get used to that anytime soon*
I turned to where I had heard the voice, only to be met with the sight of a small yellow pegasus with pink hair, shaking like a leaf in the wind.
It didn't look like any of the pegasus I had seen on my travels to Greece though, it looked more…childish? Like it had been made as an illustration for a children's book.
Tossing away the thought, I looked around the pegasus for its owner or rider, but there was no one else but me and the still shaking pegasus.
*must have ran off when it saw me get up, and left the pegasus as a sacrifice, fucking humans*
I also took notice that we were in a clearing, with a running river I could hear from a couple yards away, I could also apparently hear a doe and her faun drinking from the river.
I could also hear the tell-tale noise of a busy town a mile away from here.
*it appears that my senses are heightened, handy*
I looked over to the pegasus, it was still shaking out of fear.
*poor thing*
I crouched down a bit to make myself look smaller, then smiled at it hoping that it would see that I wasn't a threat.
Its eyes widened from the sight of my fangs, and it shook more.
*shit, this isnt working*
I open my mouth to try and speak to it to ease it, Now I had meant to say “don't worry, I'm not gonna hurt you, I'm not a threat” and all that, but from the lack of practice I had with my new vocal cords, and my dry throat, it more so came out as a loud demonic growl. The butter colored pegasus eyes rolled into the back of its head, and it fainted.
I stare at its unconscious body in slight hurt and regret.
*that could have gone better*
Pausing for a moment to think, and I notice I was still wearing Dracula’s cloak
*i'm sure he won't mind*
I remove the cloak from my shoulders, fold it and walk over to the unconscious pegasus.
I crouch down, lift its head and place the makeshift pillow under it.
Smiling a bit in satisfaction, I turned around to see that goblin one had snapped its neck after landing on a large boulder, goblin two was impaled on a tree branch and was spilling blood all over the clearing, and demon one had apparently landed on my spear also spewing blood everywhere.
*Oh for fucks sake!*
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After I had re-risen my night creatures (this time making sure they were more durable than the last two times I raised them), I had my goblins go and get some water and bring it back to the camp we made in the clearing. I also had my demon patrol the perimeter of the clearing while I set up an anti detection spell matrix.
It was a simple combination of anti mana detection, invisibility, as well as a barrier spell, but it was effective nonetheless.
After a few finishing touches, I completed the spell matrix.
Only me and my night creatures can see, enter, and leave the clearing now (......as well as the passed out pegasus a few feet away from me).
It was starting to get dark now and we needed a fire. I cleared my throat and called out to my demon.
“Demon” it paused its patrol and looked at me.
“Go get the others and bring them back to camp. Bring some firewood as well” it nodded and rushed off to find the two goblins that were (suspiciously) taking a long time to return.

When my demon returned the goblins were following behind it. Demon one and goblin one were holding large amounts of dry wood, but goblin two was holding two large bota bags full of water, they looked like deer skin.
*they better not have killed that doe and faun, or i swear i'll send them back to hell myself*
When I inquired as to where they got the materials to make the bags they said that they used if from a large buck they killed for food (it was more so me asking questions, with them either nodding, shaking their head no, or some other gesture i didn't understand. It was a shame they couldn't talk yet, it would have made things a lot easier)
I asked the two creatures who still had wood stacked in their arms to start building a fire, they gave me a confused look but proceeded to do as I asked. Honestly their confusion was well placed. Night creatures didn't need fire to stay warm at night, they didn't even need to sleep, but the fire wasn't for us, it was for the pegasus who was slightly shivering in its sleep.
I walk over, and sit down next to its shivering form and gently place my hand onto its barrel, rubbing it ever so gently as to not hurt it, and I gently glide my hand in a back and forth motion to help keep it warm until the fire’s ready.

As the fire roared to life after a few minutes of the goblins and demon bickering (which more so consisted of screeches and growls than actual words), I removed my hand from the pegasus and stared into the fire for a moment. It was beautiful to me, but it always wound up bringing back some not entirely fond memories.

“Abrem you little bastard!” a deep voice shrieked out as a bottle flew by my head smashing against the wall behind me.
“The fuck were you doing with those kids huh!?”
I didn't respond, I was too scared to respond.
“Answer me!” the voice shouted again. Now I am afraid of staying quiet.
“Th-they had a d-dog! I j-just- w-wanted to pet him.." I trailed off, tears slowly coming from my eyes.
“Stop crying!” the voice continued to shout.
“I thought i told you that your not allowed near any of the other kids you fucking freak!”
It shouted in rage.

“I'm gonna go sleep for a bit” the voice slurred in a drunk tone.
“When i wake up, your gonna fucking wish you were never born, as much as i do” the voice slurred. It was then followed by the sound of a thud against a bed and snoring.

I poured the rest of the alcohol in the house on top of his disgusting, drunkenly sleeping frame.
Setting down the bottle on the nightstand by the bed, I then use my mana to form a small ball of fire in between my fingers and place it on his head.

The screams that echoed from the flaming house I had suffered in for twelve years, gave me a feeling of utmost euphoria as I watched the beautiful orange glow coming off of it.

I shook out of my stupor as I heard the faint noises of a tiny pegasus stirring in its sleep.
*looks like its waking up*
“You three hide in the shadows, make sure you cannot be seen” I whisper to my night creatures.
They comply and jump up into the trees, disappearing completely except for the presence of their mana.
Looking around, I tried to find something I could use as a bowl for the stirring pegasus to drink out of.
Looking to the ground on my right, I found a stone with a bowl-like formation.
“Huh, convenient”
I pick it up and rinse it with some of the water from the bota bag, dump it out, then fill it with fresh, clean water. As I did so I could sense the small winged horse standing up groggily.
I heard it let out a yawn/ neighing noise then smack its lips for a second.
*adorable*
“Water?” I ask it, making it jump.
I didn't look at it, I didn't want to intimidate it, but I could feel its eyes staring at my face, specifically my fangs. I could feel it start to shake again.
Without saying a word or looking in its direction, I slowly place the bowl of water next to me.
I was still too scared to walk anywhere close to me, it was probably worried about the water being safe to drink. I picked up the bowl and poured a bit of the water into my mouth and placed it back down.
“It's not poisoned if that's what you're worried about” I say to it in a joking tone. This did help to calm it down, but not enough for it to come closer to me.
*at least it stopped shaking*
“I am aware of how threatening my appearance is, but I would sooner run a spear through myself than to hurt something so gentle” I say to ease it.
*shame the thing doesn't understand me*
After a few tense moments, with me continuing to stare at the fire. I felt it gingerly make its way over to me and the bowl of water.
Looking next to me, I see the pegasus greedily drain the bowl of water. When it raised its head from the bowl it kept its face hidden behind its main when it noticed I was watching it drink.
Grabbing the pouch of water, I refill the bowl.
It looked hesitant, so I drank from the bag to ease its fears once more. After doing so, it looked back to the water bowl and lowered its head to drink some more.
*huh, this pegasus is far more intelligent than the birdbrains I encountered in Greece, must have learned to survive on its own, usually these things get treated like royalty, even as simple farm steads*
I frown a bit at the thought, from its size it must have been only a foal, it was only four feet in height total, usually pegasus are about eight feet in height, some even reaching ten feet.
In a strange sort of way, I related to it. It probably didn't have the best life with the humans in the town.
I gingerly lower my hand onto its head, i could feel it tense and start shaking a little under my hand, but once I had started to gently scratch behind its ear (keeping my claws in check so it wouldn't be hurt) i could feel all that fear and tension melt away, i even felt it lean into my hand a bit.
*this thing is gonna send me into cardiac arrest from its cuteness I swear to god’s*
It was like that for a few minutes, me scratching this pegasus behind its ears, switching from left to right every few minutes.
It was silent, but it was a comfortable silence.
As peaceful as it was, it wasn't meant to last, for my arm, after continuous ear scratches, was getting sore.
I remove my hand from the pegasus head (strangely enough, i swear I saw a look of disappointment on its face)
Leaning down a bit, I give it a small, fang free smile.
“I don't suppose you’d have a name?” I say jokingly.
Then something I would have never expected in my entire life happened.
It responded.
“I-Im F-F-Fluttershy” is responded in a shy, feminine, (definitely human) voice.
I stared at i-......her. Giving her the best response I could muster in that moment.
“..........what?”.

Author's Note

Chapter 5 is finally done! We're finally in Equestria!

Surprise's

Author's Note

Hey y'all! Sorry I haven't posted in a while, I've been so busy with a lot of after school, school stuff I barely got a chance to even look at Fimfiction.
Anyways, here's a new chapter for y'all! It's not my best work, but I hope y'all like it!

Surprise's

It was quiet.
No sound was made besides the rustling of leaves, the roar of the fire, and rushing water from the river a few yards away.
for so long, it was just me sitting there, staring at the yellow pegasus that had just introduced itself.
*Did...did it just...talk!? Th-thats impossible! Maybe it was a shapeshifter?...No, it's mana matches a pegasus...then what the hell is-*
I pause my train of thought when a certain memory that I forgot about, floods into my mind. I remember walking into the control room, I remember being pulled, along with my night creatures, into a glowing swirling vortex that looked similar to how one would describe the...
*Oh....shit...*
Me and my night creatures were in another world...fuck.

*I remember now*

I, along with my night creatures, had been pulled into the infinite corridor, and without the ability to control it, it sent us through a rift into a different world.

Snapping out of my stupor, I look back to the butter yellow pegasus who looked very uncomfortable with me staring at it-....her, for so long, and had started to hide behind it-...*inhale* her mane.
*Is it a female? If this was another world, then I'm not entirely sure how their pronouns work*
I blink and turn away from the pegasus, chuckling a bit slightly out of embarrassment.
"S-sorry about that, it's just-" I pause for a minute.
"Pegasai don't really....speak...were I'm from..."
It was quiet again, the little pegasus was processing what I said,but apparently, it didn't take long as they responded.
"I-its okay" she says in a small voice.
"I'm sorry I fainted, I didn't mean to seem rude it just, I'm not the bravest pony" says barely audible above a whisper.
This caused me to look back to her.
"No no, I must apologize to you for how badly I scared you before, it was not in my intent, I only meant to seem less threatening" I say pausing for a moment.
"it probably didn't help that I forgot about my fangs though" she surprisingly let out a chuckle at my horrible joke.

*It's a good thing that I have a sense of humor, unlike Isaac, never was the joking type*

My mind was still heavily processing the fact that I was talking to a small colourful pegasus, as well as the fact that it-*god damnit* they were responding, and in English might I add.

I then remember something else that more recently occurred, something that made my eyes widen slightly and turn my attention to the pegasus.
"I apologize, but I don't think I quite caught your name?" I ask the Pegasus.

There is never a time to not use your manners.

She looks away shyly for a moment before responding.
"F-fluttershy.." they said in a very quiet tone. Thankfully I was able to hear her because of my heightened hearing.
"Fluttershy?" I asked her, wanting to make sure I heard correctly.
She nodded in response.
"Fluttershy...what a beautiful name" I say honestly looking away for a moment.
That name reminded me of a faun I had met when I was traveling across Europe, they went by "Meddo-shy" such a kind soul.
"T-thanks" Fluttershy said, causing me to pull myself out of my memories. I look back to them to see that they were looking away and had a small blush on their face.
*I swear to the gods that this thing Is going to make me(...how did Dracula describe the archbishop?.....ah yes!) Diabetic, from how adorable they are* I shake my head to clear it and look back to them.
"Fluttershy, do you mind if I ask you where I am at the moment? Forgive me, for I do not know." I say bowing my head a bit.
"Oh it's okay, were in the Everfree Forest"
I didn't recognize that name, leading me to ask.
"Where is the Everfree Forest?"
They looked confused for a second before responding.
"On the outskirts of Ponyville"
Again, I didn't recognize that name.
"And...where is Ponyville?" I ask in a slight sheepish tone.
This time their look of confusion lingered.
"Uh... Equestria?" She said questioningly, Wondering just how little I knew about where I was.
Instead of inquiring about where the flying fuck Equestria is, I simply decided to smile and nod.
It was obvious that I didn't know what Fluttershy was talking about, but thankfully they spared my fragile humility, and didn't press any further.
It got quite for a moment, neither of us looking at one another.
the conversation had entered the awkward stage.
It remained quiet for a few minutes until I heard a gasp coming from Fluttershy's direction. I look over to see a look of realization and worry plastered on their face.
"Oh dear, Your friends! Are they okay!?" She asked, surprisingly shouting with urgency as well.
"Do they need a hospital!? Where are they!? Are they...d-dead?" She ask's while tears start to well up in her eyes.
"I should of gone to get help, I'm so sorry!" She says, on the verge of sobbing.

*Shit, I forgot about that...again... Dammit Abrem*
I curse myself.

"Oh! No no no, their quite okay" I say clapping my hands.
She still looks like she's about to cry, but she now also looks confused for a minute, until she was startled by the sound of the three large monsters jumping from their hiding places in the tree's.
They stared at Fluttershy with hostile expressions for a moment until I grabbed their attention.
"Stand down, their-" I look at Fluttershy. "Their?" I ask questioningly.
Thankfully she caught on to what I was asking
"Oh! She/They please" she answered happily.
I look back to my night kin to continue my earlier sentence.
"-they are our guest tonight, at ease"
Instantly, my night kin loosened their tense frames and, interestingly enough, eased their expressions.
*Hmm, interesting*
The night creatures I had made in the past usually always had hostile or tense expressions.
Unless it was just me with them, or with the exception of some small animals, they had some form of unease in their expressions, that's how all night creatures were.
Yet the three freshly forged creatures were at ease, peaceful even.
*I guess they don't find Fluttershy to be the most threatening * I amusingly think to myself.
Turning back to Fluttershy, I continue to attempt to ease her worry.
"They suffered some damages, but it was hardly anything I couldn't fix" I say to Fluttershy.
Thankfully, this seemed to ease her worries a bit, but she still looked towards the creatures with a look of unease.
"I- uhm...don't mean to be rude but...what are they?" She asked.
"You...don't know what they are?" I asked back
She only shook her head in response.
I didn't respond right away, and opted to thinking of a good way to explain what the hell a night creature was.
This was...a difficult question to answer.
Many in my world knew of the forgemasters and their deadly, horrible hordes that they birthed.
Even if someone wasn't aware of what a forgemaster was, night creatures were still known far and wide across the world, as they were nearly everywhere and in vast quantities and varieties. I've never had to explain what they are to anyone up until now, and I still needed help on understanding where i was and possibly help to get back to my world.
I couldn't lie about what they were, I was an atrocious lier. Plus, It looks like I already earned Fluttershy's trust, lying would probably only help in breaking that trust.
*But if I do tell her the truth, and with her apparently being... sensitive about these topics, it might just make her to afraid to even be near me and them....shit, what am I gonna do*
I was pulled out of my thoughts by Fluttershy's voice.
"Is everything okay? Im sorry if it's a sensitive topic to talk about"
"It's not so much a sensitive subject, it's just... I've never really had to explain what they are to anyone" I say slightly waving my hand towards the night creatures.
"And it's difficult to explain what they are without it sounding...well...grim"
She didn't immediately answer, instead she opted to quietly process like I had before.
She stayed quite for a moment until she looked back to me.
"Its okay, you can tell me, I promise I won't freak out" she said to me with slight confidence.
I look to her for a moment, a bit hesitant, but I look back to her confident eyes, and I give in.
*sigh...fuck it*
I turn away from her, and begin to explain.
"They are called night creatures" I start off.
"They are usually tormented souls that are forged into the bodies of the dead" I say rather bluntly
"They do reproduce in nature, just like any other being, but their more commonly seen with their forgemasters"
"Forgemasters are beings that take dead bodies, and summon souls from hell to serve as penance, to serve a second life"
I paused my explanation to see how Fluttershy would react, but she didn't speak, so I continued.
"Their usually used as soldiers, but they do make quite amazing companions, they are harmless so long as I choose to remain harmless" I say, ending my explanation.
I look back to Fluttershy, who had a vague look on her face. She was staring at my night creatures, it was hard to tell from the fur, but you could see that she was a bit pale.
She didn't make a sound, she didn't speak, I'm not even sure if she was breathing.
"Uh.. Fluttershy?" I say to get her attention, this causing her to slowly turn her head to look to me, her expression never changing.
"Are you alright?" I ask, genuine concern creeping into my voice.
Instead of a response, her eyes role into the back off her head, and she faints again.
*.....Fucking. Dammit Abrem.... sighat least I caught her before she hit the ground this time....*