Chapter 49: And I...Was...

Twilight woke up, strapped to a wheel chair being pushed down a dirty hallway. The walls were breaking apart revealing steel grate fences behind its cracked, painted surface. The ceiling was leaking water, forming puddles beneath the purple mare. The one pushing the chair whistled happily while his dark boots stepped on the water causing small splashes to spread around. Twilight groaned, looking up, she sees a blurred figure before her eyes. "W-what happened?" She muttered.

"What happened? I have not the slightest idea." The blurred figure answered before whistling again. Twilight looked up ahead as her vision started to come back to her. She saw doors opening up leading further down into new hallways. "I haven't seen you for quite a while; tell me...what's been going on, Twiliy?" The man asked.

"I..." She felt too weak to finish her sentence, but she managed to muster out a few syllables, "don't kn-" She glanced back at the man pushing her. She becomes confused and looks at the man oddly. "Do...I...know you...from somewhere?"

"Yes, you do. I am your reaper." He answered smiling at her.

"Reaper?" She asked tilting her head as if she was a mere foal learning a new word. The man chuckled as his pale hand rested on her forehead earning a delightful smile from Twilight. She nuzzled his hand happily feeling warmth and safety being brought by his presence.

"Such a silly filly you are. You have no idea who I am. Oh well...I don't blame you." He said rubbing her ear with his right hand playfully, earning a filly-like giggle from her. "All you did was hunger for more and more knowledge and wanted everything of it. Hoarding it all to yourself. Such a greedy heart you have in your tainted soul. Silly." He said, stopping the wheelchair. Twilight looked around confused but gasped when she sees a door to her right form out of the wall. It soon opened revealing a small white room similar to the one she was imprisoned in when she snapped at Celestia. Her reaper brought her into the room, smiling happily. The door behind his back shut tight and locked.

"Mister Reaper, where am I?" She asked, curious to her surroundings.

"Home, Twiliy, my dear. This is where you will be staying, alone by yourself." He said snapping his fingers. Suddenly, the room started to transform into a large library. Twilight eyes widen as she smiles happily. "To read every book here to yourself. They are yours as well as the knowledge you are learning from." He said leaning down, whispering in her ear. "All yours."

The straps binding Twilight to the chair broke as she hopped off the chair and ran down the aisle looking left and right at all the books stacked in a neat order. "THIS IS AMAZING!" She yelled happily before stopping to turn around seeing the reaper already in front of her. "Thank you, Mister Reaper." She said hugging his chest as he wrapped his arms around her neck in a gentle embrace.

"It was all that I could give you, my little pony." He said brushing her mane back gently with his right hand. "But...things don't come free, Twilight." He said.

"W-what do you mean?" She asked breaking the hug, looking at him confused.

"You must give me something of equal value." He said.

"Equal value? And what is that?" She asked.

"Your soul, body, power, and loyal allegiance to me." He said grinning revealing his white fangs. "That is if you want these books of course." He said.

Twilight glanced at all the books around her before looking at her reaper. She nods her head agreeing with him with no objection. "Poor frail filly, selling yourself like a whore on the street to reaper. But the deal is set, I own you and nobody else does. Not even Samuel." He said licking his lips as he brushed his right hand's thumb against her lips while the other fingers held up her chin. Twilight blushed red staying still from the reaper's touch. His thumb slowly slid away from her lips being replaced with his index finger that prodded her lips. Her mouth slightly opens, revealing her wet, slick tongue that licked the digit. Her eyes were dazed and it seem like her mind was up in the clouds. The reaper chuckled before pulling out his finger from her wet mouth. Twilight moaned disappointingly before shutting her eyes with her ears flattening when he pat her head. "Good girl."

Twilight opened her eyes looking at him before smiling. She nuzzled the palm of his hand again before sitting down. "Hmm?" The reaper paused her looking up ahead, spotting Charon standing on the top of an enormous bookshelf staring at them. Twilight looked back and spotted her, becoming frightened instantly. "W-who's that, master?" She asked.

"The rivaling grim reaper with no leash. Charon. She's here to take you away from me." He said chuckling before getting up. He moved his hair to the side revealing his pale face. It was Genesis. "Time seems to be so amazing, hmm?" He asked, looking at the female reaper.

"Kasai, hazus haa, Iaekos emiel." She said pointing her scythe at him.

"I am on neither side, you are right. But you're the same as me. But the only thing that stands between us is that we want him. He's still alive. Funny thing is I think that Essemancer put something on him, or he was, as his role followed, impossible to die." Genesis said holding out his right palm. A large sword appeared in his hand. It was a claymore with a yellow handle. The reaper lifted it on his shoulder, carrying it like a feather. "But, either he is dead for good or not, you aren't getting this mare's power. She is mine, it was already established."

Charon growled as she leaped down. When she landed on the ground, it shook the place causing a few books to fall. Genesis chuckles as the female reaper got up, slamming her scythe on the wooden surface. He knew she was angry and he couldn't care less. Pointing his sword at her, he motioned her to make her move first, taunting her with only silence and a smug look.

"Master!" Twilight called frightened as Charon growled charging straight at him with her scythe carving the ground from behind.

"Don't worry, lollipop. Your master fought Cherry-pop here, multiple times." He said blocking her scythe that was swung. He pushed his sword forward pushing Charon back before running towards her swinging his blade left and right. But each swing was blocked by the steel staff of the scythe causing sparks to fly out. Charon backed away from another blow and side-stepped to the right dodging a thrust attack. She grabbed both handles of the giant blade and swung. Genesis smirked and bent back as the scythe went over his stomach and face. He moved back when Charon struck the book shelf to her right, and kneed her in the stomach before turning around quickly. He flipped his sword upside-down and pulled it back, clutching the handle with both hands stabbing Charon.

"Aesths!" She yelled in pain, backing away after pushing herself out of the blood. She clutched her stomach and glanced at it. She was bleeding black blood. Genesis' sword dripped with her blood, but when the black metallic touched the wood, it burned through it. He turned to her and gave her a cheerful smile.

"You can do better than that, Cherry-pop." He said pointing his sword at her. Charon yelled swinging her scythe to the left launching a crescent blade beam of darkness at the reaper who lifted his sword high up in the air. When it came close to him, he brought it down, proceeding to slice it in half. The split beams carved through the bookshelves to his left and right, just passing by Twilight's ears. Genesis looked back at Twilight and sighed calmly. "Leave, lollipop." He ordered and with no objection, she turned away and ran down the aisles of bookshelves.

"Weasx, opesxli shawse flukesx, Pearxs?" She asked readying her scythe for battle.

"Well...that depends, sister of the damned..." He turned to her grinning again. "I don't think anyone but me could understand why I smile a lot." He said, readying his blade.

Twilight was lost, she didn't know where to run to or hide in so Charon wouldn't get her. The narrowed aisles of towering bookshelves made her paranoid and claustrophobic. "W-where do I go?!" She shouted taking a left down another narrow passage. The books around her started to burn away to ashes while the shelves were rotting away, with its pieces floating in the air, and being replaced with stitched skin. "W-what is this?" Twilight muttered as fear began to engulf her mind. Reality itself was turning into a nightmare. Barbed wires sprouted out of the ground ahead of her causing her to make a dead stop, scraping her hooves against the hard wooden planks.

Blood dripped down touching her forehead. She looked up and spotted Phoeynixi crawling on the ceiling, dragging a corpse in a bag. Blood dripped down around her from the bag as it was leaving a trail behind. The faceless demon looked down and threw the body into the barbed wires. Twilight could hear the fiber steel thorns pierce through the plastic cutting up the body in it. She backed away nervously as the corpse started to twitch and jerk violently. When the barbed wire ripped most of the bag open, a skinned pony with a bone horn sticking out its forehead fell down to the ground in a puddle of its blood.

Twilight fell back, panicking as the twitching body started growing skin and fur. Images started to flash through her eyes. When she was a foal watching her parents fighting as Shining Armor held her tight in the closet as she covered her eyes. Twilight held her head, yelling, trying to rid herself of the memories. But they continued painfully. Just sitting there, hearing them fight made her mad. It scared her.

The corpse's skin and fur reformed on its body. And there, before her eyes was her. But it wasn't all like her. Its existence was sickening. A hole laid in-between her chest, where her heart should be. Her eye sockets had no eyes, they only bled black blood. Numbers from 1-100 were carved all over her body. When the zombie took a step forward, its head twitched violently while its tongue-less mouth spoke distorted incantations.

"STAY AWAY!" Twilight yelled regaining her survival instincts and firing a blast of magic at the copy. But when it hit the zombie, it did nothing. Twilight began hyperventilating. "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!" She yelled, running away. The memories started to flash in her eyes again. This time, she was watching a filly drowning in water. Tears run down her face as she founded herself covered in cuts and scratches. She looks back and sees Shining Armor leaping into the water, rushing to save the small filly. Twilight lay back staring at the sky. In the sky was no moon or sun, but a dark ball that shined across the white ceiling of space.

"Your daughter's behavior is unacceptable here in our school since she nearly killed that poor filly. She draws dark lore symbols on her desk, she makes disturbing comments to the students, and she talks to herself a lot in class. I'm sorry, but she is a danger to this school, we can't have here anymore!" A mare yelled.

Twilight shook her head coming back to reality. She looked back and spotted the zombie her crawling on the skin bookshelves chasing after her. "Get away!" She yelled before looking ahead seeing barbed wires blocking her exit. She made a sudden stop but it was too late. She slipped and fell into the barbed wires. "AHH!" She cried out painfully feeling her skin get cut from the sharped thorns. Tears started to stream down her face from both pain and lost hope. Looking back, she spotted the 'thing' walking towards her.

Time slowed down as her eyes slowly closed. Darkness engulfed her but there in the darkness was a giant glowing white ball. Everything became numb, quiet…dead. But soon, the sound of water dripping down was heard again as well as a filly calling for help. Soon it was drowned out from glass shattering and two adults yelling at each other. Eventually that was soon dubbed out when the sound of a filly crying was heard. Twilight opened her eyes seeing her run away from her. She needed to tell her what she saw. She needed to save her. From her mistakes. But mistakes she made were repressed in the frightened one. They were memories of her past...they were the ones that were actually repressed. She watched as herself got trapped in barbed wires and decided to land on the ground, walking towards her.

"Open your eyes..." Her voice, painfully croaked as she reached towards herself that was trapped in the barbed wires. Reaching out to her face, she grabbed her head and gave her all of her memories. Twilight yelled, but she was held tight so she wouldn't struggle anymore. Everything turned white for the two as cold air brushed through their coats. The frightened Twilight opened her eyes slowly and saw the eyeless self of her. The zombie form of her smiled softly, "Twilight, for it is time to remember."

Black ink started to rain down on the two in the white void. Twilight blinked twice before closing her eyes smiling. She heard the sound of squeaky wheels moving across a puddle. She then heard the sound of somebody whistling. Opening her eyes, she founded herself strapped to a wheelchair. She looked left and right, her vision was blurry, but she could spot out the decayed walls and the moldy ceiling. Looking up at the dark figure pushing the chair, her vision started to come back. "Y-you." She muttered. The figure looked down and smiled softly.

"Welcome back, lollipop." He said. It was Genesis.

Looking left and right she was now in the lonely streets in Ponyville. Fog engulfed the place as the abandoned stores were only seen from the faint glow of the lamp poles. Above her, in-between the eye of the gray sky was a black sun. "Where am I, Genesis?" She asked.

"This is both heaven and hell, a place where none had visited for long time. Purgatory. Welcome to your infinite afterlife." He said, chuckling softly before looking up ahead. "Does this town look familiar?" He asked.

"It's Ponyville." She answered.

"Yep, but you don't want to be here, do you? You want to be in the very place you were raised." He said turning the chair right down a street. Twilight eyes widen when she saw a large home with the Canterlot castle in the background standing in-between homes that looked the same as hers. "Your home is still there." He said stopping her in front of the door. She looks back and saw a large wall of fog blocking the exit to Ponyville. Turning back to the door, it opened for her. Genesis pushed her in roughly. The straps popped off and she fell down hard on the red carpet. Groaning, she looks up seeing stairs leading up to the second floor, the kitchen up ahead passed by ornaments and a closet, and the living room. Looking back, the door closed and Genesis was nowhere to be found.

"Was that...a dream?" She muttered getting up. "Why am I in my house?" She wondered limping to the kitchen. When she got to the kitchen, she spotted a runic circle drawn in ink on the ground. Within the circle was her cutie mark. She became nervous and confused. "Why's that there, who could have drawn that?"

"Twilight."

Her ears perked up when she heard her mother call her. Turning around she limped out of the kitchen and headed into the living room. "Mom?!" She called looking around spotting a light purple mare with a gray mane and tail resting on a rocking chair. Twilight limped towards her mother, but when she got around the chair to look at her mother a flashback, flashed in her eyes.

Her scenery was distorted and black with a tint light green. It was as if everything was being filmed from an old movie. Twilight was a filly sitting in front of the fireplace while her mother was staring at her, knitting. "Mom, look what I made!" Twilight said as her horn levitated a piece of paper with a purple, badly drawn pony on it.

"You think you're so special now, just because the princess teaches you everything. I bet she doesn't even know what you truly are." Her mother said in a venomous tone.

Twilight looks at her mother confused. "Mommy?" She muttered.

"Don't you 'mommy' me you whore. You're the reason why your father is always giving me trouble. If you hadn't come into this world, we could of had an easy life. But that didn't seem to happen, now did it?" Her mother asked gritting her teeth.

"I...don't know what you are talking about, mommy?" Twilight said as her ears flattened.

"I regret having you. You're lucky that I didn't bother taking you out of this world if Celestia hadn't bothered taking you under her wing. She's too hard headed to believe me if I told her you are a spawn of the devil himself." Her mother said rocking back and forth still.

Twilight felt pain wash over her. She didn't know why, but it hurt. She looked down and left her paper on the ground walking away. When she got out of the living room, she stopped and looked right at the large figure towering over her. It was her father who was looking at her sad. She teared up and held her hooves out to him as he hugged her tight.

"It's okay. Your mother is just sick. She doesn't know what she's saying. You're no devil, you are beautiful mare with the characteristics of an angel." He said in a whispered tone, soothing his daughter's pain.

When everything went back to normal, Twilight backed away from the empty rocking chair in front of her and stepped on a drawing. Looking down, she saw her horribly drawn pony. "What is this?" She picked it up. Suddenly, she heard the sound of music being played from upstairs. Looking at the exit she glanced at the drawing and set it down back on the ground. When she limped away from it, it faded to ashes.

She made it up the stairs and took a left down the hall passing by doors with no handles. Up ahead was where the singing was coming from. But each step she made, barbed wires sprouted behind her blocking up her only exit.

Twilight stopped in front of the door, nervously grabbing the knob.

All she saw was a gramophone being played by nothing. The crank was spinning right as the record disk continued spinning. Walking into the empty bedroom, she limped towards the gramophone and stared at it. She closed her eyes as the song continued its eerie rhythm.

The song stopped abruptly causing Twilight to open her eyes and star at a purple rug. She looked left and right seeing a dresser and mirror, a purple sheet bed, and a rope hanging from the ceiling fan. She looked at the looped rope nervously before looking down seeing blood stained on the brown rug. "Whose blood is this?" She wondered backing up to the door frightened. Another flashback blinded her and replaced her vision from another event that happened in the past with her.

Twilight was sick, lying under her covers as Shining Armor rubbed her forehead with a cold, wet rag. Her attention seemed lost as her forehead was hot. Her father entered into the room worried. "How is she, son?" He asked.

The young colt looked at him frowning. "She is still sick, dad. She's still breathing, but whenever I talk to her, she doesn't respond back to me." He said.

"She is probably still in shock. Don't worry, son." He said sitting beside her.

"Dad, that filly started it, I swear I saw it. She was only trying to defend herself." Shining Armor said looking at him with a serious expression.

"I know, but even if it was self-defense, she didn't have to push her into the water knowing she couldn't swim. I'm glad you at least save her from drowning or her parents would have had our heads on sticks." He said brushing his daughter's locks of hair back as she continued to stare aimlessly in space. The sound of the piano being played was heard, but only from Twilight it made her ears twitch. She closed her eyes seeing only a lake where the port was. Looking down, she watched a filly, her age, struggle to stay afloat in the water. She looks down seeing her drawing. It was hers and nopony elses. She looked back at the filly and grinned. When she turned around she slipped, falling hard onto the wood.

She turned and laid on her back seeing her paper being blown in the air by the wind and into the sky. She held her hoof out towards it shocked. It was hers and she was losing it. The sun in its original bright color was shining in her eyes but it did not harm her. She was mainly focused on the drawing that flew up and up. When Shining Armor ran passed her and leaped into the water, he pulled the filly out and started to perform CPR. Twilight didn't pay attention. She continued to stare at the sky waiting for her paper to come back to her. But it wasn't going to come back at all. It was gone for good.

When Twilight came back to reality, she looked around her room confused. Her father and brother weren't here, including her who was sleeping on the bed. "Was that...real?" She muttered, backing away from the bed cautiously. "Why am I here?" She wondered. The piano she heard in the flashback started playing again coming from downstairs. She limped out of her bedroom and headed down the hall seeing that barbed wires were gone. She took a left and went down the steps; she took a right and headed towards the closet. The sound of a piano being played was heard coming from inside of it. Grabbing the knob and twisting it, she pulled it open and gasped. Her Smartypants doll was sitting in front of a toy piano.

"Mr. Smartypants?" She said picking it up. A letter fell out of its ripped hole that formed from its horrible stitching. She dropped the doll and levitated the letter to her face while walking away from the closet. "This letter, it's from the Canterlot Sanitarium Clinic. But who is it for?" She wondered. It began:

'Dear Mr. Sparkle,

We are sorry to inform you that your wife, due to her mental sickness, committed suicide in her room yesterday. When we entered into her room to feed her during the lunch hour, she hung herself leaving behind strange cryptic writing on the walls written in her own blood. The only thing we spotted out from her cryptic graffiti was your daughter's name. We still do not know the real reason why she continuously tried to harm your daughter. Though we take pity on her death, we just wanted to let you know that your daughter's safety could have never been adverted if we hadn't taken her. The incident where she tried burning the house down with her in it as well as herself proved her violent behavior would have never changed. We will take liberty in paying for her funeral no matter what the price is. We are sorry for your lost.

Now, Mr. Sparkle, we must inform you of your daughter's condition. We are suspecting that, due to your wife's endless abuse, carries some of these mental disabilities your wife had. We are advising you strongly that you let us help her out with this devastating event. No foal should go on this world to suffer from a flaw in their system. Please take this serious, Mr. Sparkle. We are trying to help you and make sure no problem occurs again in your family.

From, Canterlot Psychiatric Clinic Head Manager, Doctor Tremor.'

"Tremor?!" She shouted shocked. "Tremor...that's impossible. I met him for the first time in the Ponyville Hospital. How does he even know me when I was a filly?" She said. "And my mom, why would she do horrible things to me and kill herself in the end? It just doesn't make sense." She said beginning to panic. Sitting down, she looked at the letter still. "Was I...actually sick? Did mom really do all of those things to me? And what about, dad?" She muttered to herself before looking around.

The door behind her opened slowly letting cold air enter the home. Twilight looked at the exit surprised to see Genesis covered in blood. "So, you're putting these pieces together like a puzzle...how adorable." He said grinning. Twilight backed away from him readying her horn to attack. "Magic, well you know that won't work." He said spawning his sword into his right hand. "So, Lollipop, what are trying to run away from? What memories do you wish to not see in your mind anymore? Hmm, what to do, what to do?" He pointed his blade at her licking his lips, "I wonder how this will end for you."

He suddenly appears on her right and swings his blade grazing the side of her stomach, knocking her back against the wall. "Quick on your hooves." He said sounding impressed. He positioned his blade into an attacking stance. "Come on, Lollipop, show me what you got." He said as Twilight gritted her teeth at him while getting up from the ground. Holding out his arms chuckling softly, the scenery began changing. Twilight's cautious expression was replaced by a frightened expression when a twisted swirl behind the reaper began spinning like a spiral sucking in the household objects in front of it as well as the floors, ceiling, and walls. Twilight could see the reaper standing there stiff and stuck to the ground, laughing, as the black hole, was taking away everything in its path except him. She looked back and ran into the kitchen looking for some way out. Glancing at the runic circle with her cutie mark symbol drawn in the center of it, she quickly got in the middle of it and started channeling her magic.

"This runic circle, I don't know what it can do for me, but hopefully it can get me out of here." She said before casting a spell on it. The ink glowed purple channeling magic around Twilight. She looked up ahead seeing Genesis dragging his blade towards her with the black hole behind. She could feel a strange warmth wrap around her body as the runic circle stopped channeling magic. Her horn flashed purple and soon she teleported out of the room.

Appearing outside, she vomited onto the road. The teleporting spell from the runic circle was new to her. Looking around, she founded herself in the center of the foggy streets of Ponyville. "I...need to get out of here." She said getting up, groaning tiredly. Turning around she froze in fear again spotting Genesis standing on top of the rooftop on the building ahead of her.

"Now, now, now, Lollipop, teleporting isn't healthy for you." He said pointing his sword at her. "Especially when you do it to a reaper." He said grinning. Twilight narrowed her eyes regaining courage to fight him. "Hmm? So you think you can take me down? I wonder if you could, Lollipop?" He asked moving his free arm to the right. Black wings shot out his back, shedding feathers. Once the dark feathers touched the ground, they faded to ashes. "I own you, Lollipop." He said readying his blade as Twilight was charging up a spell.

"No, you don't. What happened to my father?!" She yelled.

"Your father is dead, didn't you see that dangling rope. The old man couldn't handle the fact that his wife and you went to the asylum. Even after you came out, the old fool already was dead on the inside." He said.

"Inside? Wait, so my father's alive?" She asked confused.

"Yes, just hanging around the loco place. His doctor was Tremor, or should I say Illiad." He answered.

Twilight became shocked. "Why didn't he tell me about my father?" She muttered looking down.

"Why would he?" Genesis asked, folding his arms and sighing in annoyance. He brushed his locks of hair back from his face and smirked. "Enough talk, Lollipop!" He said dashing towards her. Twilight quickly reacted fast for the attack as she cast a purple shield around her, but it shattered to pieces when Genesis struck it. Twilight slid back from the powerful attack and glared at the reaper before firing a purple laser. Genesis chuckles as he side-steps to the right dodging the beam. His wings flapped as he took air and lifted his sword high in the air. The same black hole she saw before appeared behind him again but this time it was larger. Twilight looks at Genesis closely before running straight towards him.

"Go ahead, run to me and die!" He yelled laughing.

Twilight remained focused as the black hole's vacuum like mouth pulled her into the air towards him. She smirks and readies her horn. Genesis' eyes widens finding out her plan and attempts to block himself but he was too late. She pierced her horn in his right shoulder causing him to lose control of the black hole. When the black hole disappeared, the two flew down to the ground, hard. Twilight gritted her teeth and charged up a spell. Genesis struggled to get out of her pinned grip when she pressed her hooves hard against his hands.

"Take this!" She yelled firing a large beam, slicing the reaper's left arm off. Genesis yelled in agony before kicking the mare off. He struggled to get up while clutching his burnt wound. He began coughing out blood, falling to his knees. He glares at the mare angrily before picking up his arm.

"You damn mare that wasn't bad." He said smirking at her. He presses the end of his arm against the wound and soon dark tendrils sprouted out from the sides entering into the limb. Twilight looked at him shocked as he reattached his arm back in place. "Who knew you go this far to slice my arm away? I know I didn't." He said cracking his left arm. He readied his blade in an attacking stance, licking his lip as Twilight got back to her defense stance. "So...let's see if you can succeed at killing me, Lollipop." He said before appearing upside down above Twilight. She slowly looks up but was forced to look down when his foot came crashing down on her head. Twilight's snout hit the concrete hard shattering a few teeth just before Genesis appeared from her right and side-kicked her with his right foot. Twilight's back crashed into a lamp pole causing her to not only fall back to the ground but yelled out in pain.

"Screaming won't do much good for you. After all, this is purgatory, no one, or in your terms, 'nopony' cares if you scream because your voice can't be heard." He said appearing in front of her. He pressed his foot on the side of her stomach and started pushing down feeling cracked ribs. Twilight yelled from the torture being inflicted on her from the reaper. "It's a shame for your friends, you know? When they find out about the secret you've been keepin from them, what will their reactions be? I bet it would be funny." He said laughing.

"W-why are you doing t-this to me?" She asked through her painful groans.

Genesis looks at her sternly. "Why am I doing this, you ask?" He leaned down pressing his foot harder. "Well, Lollipop, I have not the slightest idea." He said raising his sword. "So, there's your answer because even I'm wondering, why in the fucking blazes of Hades I'm doing this?!" He yelled bringing his sword down.

"No!" Twilight yelled firing a blast of magic at him, knocking him back. She coughed out blood holding the side of her stomach. Genesis slid back on the ground before flipping back, rebounding back to his feet. He glared at Twilight and grinned.

"That was the last bit of magic you had left in you, huh, Lollipop?" He asked, walking towards her. Twilight tried crawling away from him, but he stopped her by stepping on her tail. "You fought quite well, too bad I came to end you and take what's mine." He said raising his sword. Twilight looked at him, drained of all hope. She shut her eyes awaiting her doom to come forth. Genesis brought it down, but suddenly, sharp steel pierced his back, coming out his stomach. He coughed out blood, shocked, looking down. A large sickle blade was through his stomach dripping his blood. He slowly looked back, shaking, and spotted Charon holding the scythe. Half of her cloak was ripped off revealing the upper part of her pale slender skin that was covered in scratches and bruises from her stomach above her DD cup size bust. Part of her hair that was clipped off revealed her menacing yellow eyes.

"Q-epsx, Iw-sz." She muttered pulling out the scythe and Genesis with it and tossing him to the air. She grabbed both handles of her scythe and swung it upward as the reaper came downwards. The sharp blade performed a midsection slice, causing both parts of his body to split apart. When they separated, most of the reaper's organs and guts, along with his large load of black blood spread across the ground. The lower half hit the ground the same time the upper half did. Genesis' hand twitched before freezing. His eyes slowly rolled back as his hand holding his sword dropped to the ground when the reaper laid on his back staring at the sky. Charon puffed out black smoke before dragging her scythe towards the corpse. She grabbed both handles of the scythe again and this time swung it down.

Twilight opened her eyes and froze in fear spotting Charon cut apart the dead reaper. Was this creature really the gate keeper to Azazel's afterlife? She didn't know how to answer that. Phoeynixi was different; It wasn't so barbaric with the dead. All it did was dragg it. Not cut it to pieces like an animal. When Charon sensed Twilight staring at her, the reaper turned around and pointed straight at Twilight. "Plague." She muttered through her demonic tone. She grabbed both handles of her scythe and swung it back without looking back. The blade stabbed into the air, causing a hole to form. She pulled the scythe out and grabbed the hole with her free hand splitting it open. When it opened, she walked through it leaving this purgatory.

"Plague? She knows too?" She muttered still shocked.

After a few minutes, Twilight waited to regain a bit of her magic before casting a healing spell which caused her to wait two hours. But in that world, time felt different. The healing spell takes hours to be complete on wounds this severe like hers, but it was only twenty-minutes. She didn't want to question this world, she just wanted to leave. After this war was over she needed to go and see her father. Limping towards the portal, still feeling the pain in her legs, she stopped in front of the portal and looked at the mutilated corpse of Genesis. "If she did kill you for good...I wish you a peaceful afterlife...but..." She narrowed her eyes. "If you are going to come back, I swear, I will finish her work and make sure you cease to exist for good." She said before looking back at the portal. Twilight entered into the portal and as it closed, Genesis' entrails faded to ashes.

"Lollipop."

-To Be Continued-

Author's Note

Inspired by the song O.R.T. From Silent Hill Origins.