Hear the voices of Samuel/HTVO: Arc 1: Samuel

Chapter 31

Magic was walking down the hallway in the dungeon. He was assigned from Celestia, after freeing her, to interrogate Skoll. She believed that Skoll knew more about Samuel and the Azazel then they all did. Magic had a serious expression on his face. He was not too happy with visiting Skoll. The white haired psycho had caused so much trouble for him.

When Magic made it to the cell Skoll was placed in, he stared at the chained up figure with a blindfold around his eyes. Skoll was hanging upside down, grinning, while there were omnilocked chains wrapped around him and attached to all sides of the cell room. Entering into the room, Magic takes a deep breath and asks, "Having a nice time there?"

"Aw Magic, so nice to see you again, now, to answer your question, it feels kind of nice up here. Can you take this blindfold off; I would like to see those pink eyes of yours, just so I can rip you to shreds with my fangs." Skoll said, happily with a pitch grim tone.

"Ha, yeah right. It seems leaving you like that is more suitable. Plus, since these chains are omnilocked, you won't be getting out of them at all." Magic said.

Skoll frowns and says, "Now that isn't much fun, you’re such a downer." Skoll began to chuckled, earning an odd look from Magic.

"What's so funny?" Magic asked.

"Well, you of course, I know why you’re really here, but the question is, are you really going to interrogate me?" Skoll asked.

"It depends, if you’re willing to cooperate with me. I want to know everything you know about Samuel and Azazel. There’s no need to ask you why, since you already know why I am asking you." Magic said, calmly.

Skoll began laughing and says, "Of course I’ll be willing to cooperate with you, but I’ll only cooperate if you take this annoying blind fold off." Skoll said.

Magic sighs and the blind fold disappears, allowing Skoll to see. Skoll open his eyes and looks at Magic. "Thank you, that blindfold was annoying. Now that wasn't so hard was it?" Skoll asked.

"Yes it was actually.” Magic said smartassly while slightly smiling. “Now, before we begin, I don't want you doing anything except talking, if you do, I’ll kill you right here." Magic said sternly.

"Ah give me some credit. I won't pull any tricks on you. Why? If you must ask. Because I’m simply happy; you managed to hold out longer than anyone else I had fought before. I give you credit and out of these untouchable credits are basically me saying, congratulations, you won." Skoll said.

"Tell me about Samuel and Azazel." Magic said bluntly.

“Okay, okay, how impatient you are.” Skoll said, chuckling a little. “I will tell you, but only once, so listen carefully.” He said. “I am Skoll, the son of Fenrir, the fear of Samuel, Azazel, and every divine deity a mortal can muster up. Now, I am sure you don’t want to hear about my back story, but you have to, so sit down and shut up.” Skoll said smiling.

“Nah.” Magic said, eating a chocolate bar.

“Good enough.” Skoll said.

Clearing his voice, Skoll smirks and says, “Now, this is a short story, I was a messenger for Samuel and Azazel, before the two ever had a war with one another. Now you’re probably wondering…why would two assholes allow a guy like me to be a messenger, or even stay alive to begin with, if he is such an insane psycho bent on hellish destruction?”

“Don’t worry I wasn’t.” Magic said, interrupting him and earning a smug smile from Skoll.

“Now I’m just simply blabbering, let’s get back into the main subject. Now before I was a simple messenger, I was once a mortal because my father cast me into being a mortal after I killed my brother out of jealousy. It took a while to gain his trust again, for about two hundred years. When I became immortal again, I decided to just deliver messages to the Samuelnists and Azazelists.” Skoll said.

Cracking his neck, Skoll says, “Now, during these courier missions. Apparently Azazel had an eye for me and sent me to eliminate a bunch of merchants that were carrying an ancient artifact called Sil Grim. It was weird why he wanted me to retrieve such a crappy tool. So anyway, I soon found out that the merchants I killed, were Illiad’s followers and the blade I took to Azazel, was Illiad’s blade. Do you see where this leads up to?” He asked Magic, smiling.

“What?” Magic asked.

“It lead up to me being framed for not killing followers for Illiad, but also because they were originally followers for Samuel. I was also framed for stealing Illiad’s blade. I told Samuel and Illiad that it was Azazel’s fault for making me do it. Now, Samuel was a huge fool for not even giving a second thought to this. Seriously, he believed that fucker Azazel that said I did this intentionally and used his name as a false defense. This entire shit was to start a war with the other clan. Because after the death of those followers, Samuelnists believed that Azazelists were the enemies and started attacking them. So I was basically falsely claimed to start the war between Samuelnists and Azazelists.” He said, growling.

“So, basically, I was punished, but before I was punished, I was mad. I was just mad at both of those fools. Samuel and Azazel started torturing me or as they considered, punishing. I was being stabbed, torched, electrified, skinned, so many things, but do you know one thing my friend?” He asked.

“What?” Magic asked.

“I did not scream, cry, or beg, no, I laughed. I started realizing something, throughout their punishment. I started to see through their existence. Azazel is all about destruction and suffering and Samuel is all about living through life and death. Life is suffering and Death is just a rest in which the body lays still and unresponsive. So, combining destruction with suffering and resting, I came up with the true meaning to their existence. They are meant to keep a balance upon the world they govern, but they were missing one thing, well Azazel was actually. It was destruction. Pure destruction called omnicide.” Skoll said, laughing.

“Omnicide, the eradication and extinction of every living thing.” Magic said, becoming surprised.

“Correct, Omnicide was the only thing that they never had at all.” Skoll said.

“Maybe because they knew that if they killed everything they’ll have nopony left to follow them.” Magic said.

“True, true, but the main key to this is that they needed something or someone to start this omnicidal rampage. I was the perfect one; I became this, because of them. Life is full of suffering. Causing destruction will allow everything to get away from it and rest in peace. Pure destruction is the key to solve everything.” Skoll said, starting too laughed.

“First of all, good luck with that.” Magic said with a hint of sarcasm then continued, “and second of all, what about Luna? You’re going to kill her to? Last time I checked, you and her were together.” Magic said, looking at Skoll.

“Her?” Skoll asked, looking at him, surprised. Soon his surprised look vanished into a smile. “She will come with me, to the new world.” He said.

“Then it’s not omnicide as you haven’t killed everything and “New World”? What’s that?” Magic asked as he stared at Skoll confused.

“The new world, that me and her will create out of our pure imagination. Where we will both live upon, enjoying our paradise.” Skoll said, proudly.

“Enjoying paradise, you caused her to turn on her own sister.” Magic said bluntly. “How can she even enjoy her paradise if she harmed her own sister?” He asked.

“Why are you asking me, shouldn’t you ask her? Luna did as I wanted her to do. I gave her a choice that if she felt like one of my assignments seemed too much, then I will do it myself and save her the stressful trouble.” He said.

“But she betrayed her sister, plus, you plan on performing a mass genocide which means you’ll kill her sister in the process.” Magic said, angrily.

“I know, she knows, we both know.” He said with a devilish smile.

“Wow, you’re even nuttier than those crappy zoo peanuts.” Magic said.

“You hadn’t noticed till now. Samuel and Azazel are going to pay for casting me into the void dimension. I will destroy everything for not only my pleasure of getting pay back, but for what they did to me, but just to save others from this war that has been slowly eating away at them.” Skoll said, starting to laugh.

“I can see why they have you chained up here.” Magic said, sighing then blowing a bubble from the gum he was now chewing. Skoll was too much to handle now. He already told him in a short how Samuel and Azazel are at war with one another, but there was something missing. Skoll never told Magic where they were.

Looking at Skoll, Magic asks, “Where’s Samuel and Azazel?”

This question caused Skoll to stop laughing. He stared at Magic with an angry expression and says, “I don’t know.”

“Bull, you know where they are, tell me.” Magic demanded.

“Seriously, I don’t, if I did, I would have already taken care of those pricks.” Skoll said.

“Then tell me how I can find them, what realm are they in?” Magic asked.

“They are in their realm.” He said.

“Oh yeah that’s helpful.” Magic said sarcastically.

Skoll chuckles and says, “You have to talk to your purple mare friend that I killed. She’ll help you; after all, she travelled into the path of the afterlife many times.” Skoll said.

“Twilight, she knows how to get to Samuel?” Magic asked. Skoll nods his head.

Magic walks away, leaving Skoll with a confused look. “Hey, where are you going, are we done?” Skoll asked.

“Yes, I got what I needed.” Magic said, soon vanishing like a pink cloud of smoke.

Skoll narrows his eyes and says, “That mare, the times she has been in that realm is not healthy. She is already building up a disease; soon time will claim her life and what then? What will you do Magic Junk?” Skoll asked, talking to himself.

Looking down at the ground below him, Skoll says, “Magic Junk, you seem quite different now. First you were always cheerful and now you are serious in getting your job done, well serious is probably the wrong word. I wonder, is it because you’re finally close to getting to fight Samuel and Azazel, or…” Skoll chuckled and said, “To finally relieve the mark that has been placed upon you, long ago.”

To Be Continued