The King Of Nothing

With a slight humming, Ms. Viola approaches Amon's room before knocking three times. "Mr. Amon, it's Viola here to wake up and clean your room."

"Just a second," The tired voice of Amon calls from the other side. After a small lapse of silence the stallion in question opened the door wearing a robe as he held a yawn “Ms. Viola not to be rude or anything but is it really necessary for you to come wake me up at this hour?”

"I'm afraid so, sir, and will, due all respect, it is almost nine o'clock," Viola adds. "I was under the impression you were used to taking advantage of the day considering well…"

"I'm a hobo?" Amon finishes for her.

"I didn't say or meant to say that, sir."

"It's okay, that is what I'm, and you are right on the money; I kind of hate it, but to survive, it's best to be an early bird." Amon nods before holding another yawn. "It's just that Luna kept me awake last night, so I couldn't sleep as much as I wanted."

Amon rubs his eyes and steps aside, oblivious to how Viola went stiff, looking in surprise and confusion at the stallion.

"E-excuse me, sir?" Viola asked in a slight panic as she stepped inside and saw a pile of books scattered everywhere.

"Luna. She gave me a pile of books to read before sending me on my way. By the time she was done explaining why and how they could help me, it was closer to midnight," Amon replied as he made his way to the kitchen. "Sorry for the slight mess I left."

"She left you with… OH!" Much to Amon's confusion, she loudly exclaims, who looks at the servant entering and nods. "That is what you meant by her keeping you up all night."

"Yeah, what were you thinking? That we hook up in less than a day?" Amon questions her, pouring a glass of milk and pointing to her with the glass.

"No! No, that is not what I mean. I… I will start," Viola stuttered before pointing at the pile of books in the living room, organizing them neatly as she read the cover for each one.

"Accepting myself, me and my horn, the wonders of magic. Sir, these are self-help and magic understanding books. Princess Celestia suggested one or two of them to Princess Luna when she turned back from being Nightmare Moon."

"Yep, that is what Luna told me, too. She believed it could help me, and well," Amon shrugged, "I don't lose anything giving it a try, so I gave a glance over as many as I could before heading to bed; if it is not to bother, could you put the one about harnessing magic in your body, on top of the tower? I want to start with that one," Amon mentions as he finishes making himself a simple breakfast of toast, milk, and juice and heads to the balcony to enjoy his meal.

"Sure, no problem, sir; I'm so glad you are trying to improve yourself," Viola smiles before noticing how Amon still refuses to part ways with his bag as he marches to the balcony. "Even if they are small steps."

"Just trying not to be an asshole, especially after a warm room and food. I'm thankful for everything you and the sisters have done for me, Ms. Viola," Amon calls from the balcony as the pegasus gets to work making the bed.

"So those mean you are ready to drop the formalities in me and start using them with the princesses?"

"Don't push it; just because I'm grateful doesn't mean I'm going to lower my guard, as you know. I can still be dangerous."

"And what if I like danger? With all due respect, sir, you don't know me. Maybe I volunteer because of that risk. Maybe I like that factor as part of the challenge, and maybe because of the danger, I decided to 'forget' putting on a pair of panties today," Viola corrected and giggled, watching as Amon choked on his orange juice.

"I didn't hear that," Amon calls between fits of coughs as Viola laughs and passes him a napkin to clean his face.

"Oh sir, you are so easy. Relax, I was messing with you. Or am I?" Viola asks with a smirk as Amon glares at her.

"Ma'am, you have issues."

"And you need to loosen up," She fires back and winks at him before getting back to work. "So…Neither princess asked me to bring you to the dining room and with all these books. I gather you are going to stay in your room today, sir?"

"Nah, I don't like spending the day in my room. So, since Celestia is busy being a queen…"

"Princess, sir, she is a princess."

"...right, since she has to go be that, Luna is most likely snoring right now, Fluttershy and Diane…"

"Pinkie!" Pinkie's voice is heard in the distance, and both ponies are starling momentarily.

"Ah, as I was saying, because Fluttershy and Diane…"

"It's Pinkie! Just call me Pinkie!" The same voice calls out, startling both of them.

Amon stood up and walked inside with a bowl of cereal. "Because Ms. Shy and Ms. Pie are busy…"

"That is cheating."

Amon closed the glass in surprise and annoyance doors before looking at Viola. "Because those two are busy preparing for their baby shower, and Marcus told me that he has some chores left to do in town, I have the day for myself."

Amon finished his meal and put the plates on the sink. "I was thinking of getting some fresh air for myself, visiting Donut Joe's, and…" Amon stopped mid-sentence and shook his head. "Why am I telling you this? I'm going out; that's all you need to know," Amon replied.

"Remember, sir, the goal is for you to have fun and make some friends," Viola reminds him with a smirk as she slowly approaches. "And since everyone is busy, a good way to do both is inviting a friend who is available and would like to buy a donut and walk around town."

"Don't you have work?"

"Personal maid and slow day, sir. I can follow you alongside a guard if need be," Viola fired back, making Amon roll his eyes.

"Fine, but you will hold the trash bags."

"A…Trash bag, sir?" Viola asks, confused.

"What? Do you think I was going to buy a donut? Today, Joe throws away the old batch; you must hurry before the rats get them." As he enters the bathroom, Amon says, "Just wait here while I change, and then we can go. Better have your running shoes ready; those rodents don't mess around."

Amon was about to enter the bathroom before Viola stopped him. "SIR! As much as I would love the idea of…" She shivers and has to close her eyes. "...dump diving. If you want those donuts, wouldn't you prefer a less gross and more efficient option?"

"If you have a better idea on how to get trash donuts, I'm all ears," Amon says, crossing his arms.

Half an hour later.

"And here, that should be the last one." Donut Joe finished handing down another bag full of old, unsold donuts to Amon, who was carrying five bags filled with them, while Viola paid for them.

“Thank you so much Joe, you are the best” Viola mentions with her usual cheerful smile

"Nah, thank you, Vivi. You are mostly doing me a favor here," Joe chuckles before looking at Amon. "Those donuts keep attracting pests, and I don't have the energy to put them away from my shop. You have no idea what fortune I have to spend every month just to keep my store clean from those parasites."

"Don't mention it; this was all Amon's idea," Viola mentions.

"Then thank you to Amon, you are really doing me a favor here. Also I don't mind selling you my old batches, but what will you do with them? They are too old and stiff, so they would not taste all that good," Joe asks with curiosity.

"Oh, don't worry, I know how to use old donuts," Amon mentions as he leaves the store. "Let's go, Ms. Viola."

"Bye, Joe!" Viola called before chasing after Amon while they were walking the streets. Amon is once again wearing his usual clean version of clothes.

"I told you it would be easier and less gross, and more importantly, you did Joe a favor just now," Viola mentions to Amon as she eats a recently baked glazed donut.

"Yeah, and it only cost you a bag of bits," Amon replied before sighing. "You didn't need to go this far. I could have dumpster diving myself."

"Out of the question, friends don't let their friends do nasty stuff like that," Viola says with determination. "You wanted those donuts; I got them for you."

"Yeah, well, I'm still gonna pay you back."

"Forget it, Amon; it was my treat, and why do you want them anyway? It can't be because you are hungry; the castle has you more than covered."

"Nah, I had something else in mind," Amon replied as they headed for a public park.

Once the two find a pound, Amon looks around until he puts the bags down and takes a couple of donuts from one before looking at Viola.

"Stay here," he ordered before he went ahead and slowly approached a family of ducks near the pound.

Naturally, the ducks were slightly startled by Amon's arrival, who slowly approached and kneeled down, trying to be a bit less intimidating.

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm not here to harm you; I just wanted to talk," Amon says in a slow tone as he shows them the donut. One of the ducks slowly approaches him as Amon crushes the donut into small crumbs. "I bet you all are tired after your trip to the south. The weather is not yet completely warm. And you must likely have some loose feathers in your wings."

Amon keeps approaching as the duck keeps staring at the donut.

"What about this? A small deal, this and more delicious donuts, for your loose feathers. I can even help you remove them if you allow me. Sounds good?"

The ducks look at one another before approaching Amon. Viola watches all of that and can only blink in surprise as more and more birds start flocking to Amon.

"Viola! The bags!" Amon calls as he exchanges donut pieces for feathers for the next few hours.

Once everything was settled, all the ducks in the pound flew away happily, leaving Amon and Viola with a mountain of feathers and two remaining bags of donuts.

"Good, I think that would be enough." Amond nods and starts to secure the feathers in the now empty bags, plus four more additional ones in his backpack.

"So you wanted the donuts to feed the ducks?" Viola asks while helping him put the feathers away.

"It was more like an exchange. I needed the feathers, so I offered something for them. Everyone wins," Amon explained.

"Okay, question. Why do you need duck feathers?"

"Later, for now, it is the fish's turn," Amon mentions as he crushes the remaining bags with his fist and pulls out several zip-lock plastic bags from his backpack, filling all of them with the donut crumbs.

Once more, Viola was confused until he saw how Amon went around the park selling the crumbs to any pony that went closer to the pound or convincing them to so they could feed the fish on it. Some accept the offer, some refuse, and more than a couple escape or turn aggressive when Amon approaches, with Viola having to intervene and help de-escalate the situation.

By noon, both of them had left the park with bags full of feathers and some bits to boost. Amon even paid back what Viola paid for the donuts despite her constant refusal.

"I must say, we are having a good time here. You're right, Viola. Without fighting the rats, things have gone far faster than normal," Amon says with a satisfied smile.

"Sir, I must ask, before you were discovered and were brought to the castle, was this your daily routine?" Viola asks with some pity in her voice, pity that only increases as Amon nods.

"Among other things, but kind of. You make do with what you have, Ms. Viola, and over time, I have learned how to earn a couple of bits out of parks and bakery; it's all about your timing and imagination," Amon says with some pride in his tune, which only makes Viola felt even sadder before she realized they were reaching the limits of the town and approaching the east forest near Canterlot.

"Sir, where are you taking me now?" Viola asks in surprise.

"A secluded place where we can work on the feathers. Well, I've been trying to haven’t had the chance until today, you would see," Amon explained as they got deeper into the forest. Amon guided her toward a tall and big dead tree before moving some vines and bushes to reveal a secret entrance. Inside was a pony-made dirt tunnel with a ladder made of branches and vines that Amon made and guided Viola inside.

Walking some more, the maid was slightly startled when she found herself inside a workbench next to an underground pond. Daylight came from the hole in the rooftop on top of the pond and a grass bed on the side of the cave.

"Sir, you… this is where you used to live?!" Viola is impressed by the tiny little hut Amon has going on.

Amon only chuckles and nods, "What? Did you think I slept on the street in alleys and used cardboard boxes as my beds? Nah, Ms. Viola, it's all about having the survival mindset with you all the time. Just because you are on the street is no excuse to be lazy. You must look for the best of your situation and use what you have at hand," Amon explains as he puts the bags on a table of branches and wood pieces.

"This is just one of my creations, sort of. I have made due with abandoned half-burnt or broken houses and warehouses. I once even made myself a place out of a derailed train cart. Each time I can, I try to make a safe place to sleep and build whenever I can. Of course, none of them last much, as it is just a matter of time before they are discovered and then destroyed by the guards, nut jobs, mother nature, or shadow monsters," Amon mentions in irritation as he sighs and looks around.

"Frankly, it is a miracle I managed to learn how to make this kind of thing over the years and another that this place remained intact this long," Amon says as he looks around, seeing the snow piling on everywhere.

"Freezing cold at night, especially in winter, but for what I needed, it served its purpose these last two months."

"Two months?!" Viola asks in astonishment, "You made all of this in two months?"

"Barely, most of it was already made when I found the place; I only added the furniture and the stairs, but yeah. I try to work fast; you never know when you must move."

Amon mentions as he opens and puts the feathers on the table before looking for something in his bag.

"So what are we making?" Viola asks, intrigued by Amon's little project.

"Just a little something I've been meaning to try for a while, but I never got the opportunity," Amon said, pulling out a book with what seemed to be a bow attached to a stick on it. "And I might still can't," he confessed with some sorrow, looking around the place.

"With how wet and cold the snow made this place, I don't think I'll be able to start a fire."

He passed the book to Viola and opened the page she sought. The book was a surviving guide with a bookmark explaining how to dry feathers and sew them to improvised items like pillows and blankets.

"You wanted to make a blanket of feathers?" Viola asked, looking at Amon as he was checking a nearby bonfire before sighing in disappointment. "That was the plan, but with how wet these woods are at the moment, even if somehow we manage to start a fire, it will be close to midnight when one batch of feathers is dried out."

"Maybe not," Viola thinks of something as she looks at the rooftop, gaining Amon's attention.

"What do you have in mind?"

"Do you have a pocket mirror?" She asks before taking the flight.

A couple of hours later, with her help, the two started a fire using the sunlight's reflection and some strange gel Viola had in her pocket to dry out the feathers.

Not only that, but she was kind enough to teach Amon how to sew each feather properly. The two managed to create a couple of blankets and pillows that they filled with leaves, creating as many of those as the day allowed.

By the time the sun set, the two had their hands full of blankets ready to share with others less fortunately in the lower side of town, until it was almost eleven o'clock in the evening. And both were more than tired and hungry.

Sharing a small laugh, the two ponies returned to the castle, ready to find something to eat and go to bed.

"You know, Viola, you didn't have to stay with me all day? You could have gone home before it got this late."

"Sure, just like a certain somepony didn't need to go out of his way to make blankets for the less fortunate just so they stay warm?" Viola replies with a smirk, causing Amon to giggle.

"It was the least I could do, when everyone treated me like garbage multiple times. This type of community saved me, Viola; I owe my life to a homeless guy who shared his blanket with me, a lady who gave me an apple she had, and those who helped me traverse the street. It's sad, but they came together in need of help for me and others. I just… I wanted to return the gesture to whoever I can."

Viola smiles and places her hand on Amon's arm. "You have a kind soul, Amon. You know that?"

"Nah, I'm no saint, just someone trying to do the right thing. But thanks for sticking around… Vivi," Amon mutters, earning a gasp and a smile from the maid.

"Did you just call me…?"

"Hey," A stallion's voice called to the two. Looking up, they saw a strange unicorn wearing a trench coat, a fedora with some holes in it, and a messy, fluffy purple scarf approaching them. "Kind of late for a maid to be strolling around this part of the city, don't you think sweet cheeks?" He mentioned with a gravel tone of voice while blocking their way.

"Thanks for the concern, but we were just on our way." Amon immediately tensed up and took a step forward, getting between the stranger and Vivi.

"Oh yes, you can go, but there is no rush for your friend to leave just yet," the stallion says before turning to Viola. "How much?"

"Excuse me?!" Viola asks, feeling offended for being confused for an escort.

"You heard me, how much for a blowjob?"

"I'm not a prostitute, you shithead!" Viola yells and swears, clearly livid.

"Oh please, I saw how the big lump took you into the woods to get his way earlier. You expect me to believe that you are a maid?" That stallion chuckled as he approached them. Amon started to notice more and more ponies emerging from the shadows and slowly surrounding them.

"Now, I'm going to say it nicely one last time. Get over here, or things are going to get ugly."

"I agree," Amon nods with a neutral tune, much to their surprise and horror of Viola. "They will… for you," Amon warns him as he clenches his fist, black lightning starting to discharge from it. "So this is my counteroffer: leave while you still can use your legs."

The stallion laughs, "We have a hero among us, guys!" The stranger raises his arms and looks around as his gang appears and surrounds the two. Everyone starts to laugh as well while taking out their weapons. Viola begins to unravel her wings in anticipation, gulping when she sees a couple of pegasus among the group.

"Tell you what? I'm feeling in a good mood, you can go. Once you give us that bag of yours, the whore stays," The stallion insists.

Viola hugged Amon's side, starting to get afraid as Amon stayed calm about the situation.

"Do you trust me?" Amon suddenly whispers and asks Viola, who looks at him in surprise.

"What?"

"Do you trust me?" Amon repeat.

"Y-Yes."

"There is an alley to your right, Vivi. Once I give you an opening, go there and hide," Amon instructed before grabbing her arm.

Amon lowers his head with a defeated sigh and nods, "Okay, you win. I know when I'm outnumbered." He approaches, dragging Viola toward the creep.

"That is it; the stick can actually think; we are having fun today, boys!" He cheers as his companions cheer as well.

"Just treat her well, okay?" Amon asks with a glare while handing over Viola to the stallion.

"Oh, don't worry, I can be quite romantic; I'll make her evening," The stallion said, licking his lips while looking at the pegasus and then extending his hand. "And the backpack."

"Right, you wanted." Amon nods and grabs his bag.

"Yeah, now hand it over and leave while I'm in a generous mood."

"Sure, you can have it…in your grave!" Amon's arm suddenly turns black and starts to shine as he prepares his punch and hits the creep square in the chest, raising his body and making him lose both his lunch and all of his breath as his eyes turn white.

Everything seems to slow down as Amon grabs Vivi's arm. The two rush to the alleyway, where he pushes her behind a dumpster for her to hide while he faces the gang.

A pegasus tries to tackle Amon while flying, while other tries to fly past Amon. But Amon grabs the pegasus, trying to get past him by his ankle, and breaks his hoof.

Amon then spins in place, ramming the attacker's face on the edge of the alley and tossing him back at his friend, blood spilling everywhere.

The one that tried to tackle him pulled out a knife and tried to stab Amon, yet Amon was faster and grabbed his neck as he started to choke him and raise him into the air before ramming him into the floor, breaking the concrete in the process and leaving the pegasus unconscious.

Unicorns and earth ponies try to gang on Amon, falling on top of him and using their magic to restrain Amon arms and legs, making it hard for him to move as more ponies get on top of Amon while hitting and cutting him repeatedly everywhere. This results in minor cuts for Amon, who has hardened his body in the same black layer. This causes the attackers' knuckles to bleed and their weapons to bend.

Closing his eyes, Amon tanks the attack until something calls his attention and scares him to his core.

"AMON!" Vivi's voice alerted him as he tried to look back, allowing the attacker to pin him to the ground and give him a view of Vivi being grabbed by three pegasus. As she tried to escape by taking flight, she managed to kick one into the ground, and there were two more on the ground unconscious, but the three remaining were starting to overpower her and were ripping off her clothes. "Help!"

Vivi calls for him, tears in her eyes, as she extends her hand at him. Seeing her in danger seems to make something inside Amon snap, as he can only see red at that point.

"Leave her ALONE!" Black lighting started to discharge all over Amon's body as the air surrounding the area got heavier, and a massive wave of air combusted from Amon's body, provoking the ponies to find it hard to breathe.

Everyone seems momentarily startled by the outburst, unable to move as the pegasus slowly releases Vivi, giving her the chance to escape and defend herself from the attackers as they drop into the nearby dumpster.

Landing on the alley, Viola was slightly startled when the ponies that tried to pin down Amon fell unconscious around him while those that were farther away slowly backed away from Amon, while he slowly rose.

Amon's body slowly became covered in a shiny black layer absorbing his face, and his mane turn a shinier shade of white and start to move in an invisible breeze.
His body kept discharging black lightning until it created a violent lightning storm around his body that reached the heavens and shook the ground around him. Amon eyes seemed to be gone, replaced by a red glows that emerge from the black layer, and black miasma started to emanate from his body, forming a foggy crown on his head.

The lighting show was enough to startle more than one pony in the distance, whom managed to take glimpses of the rare black lightning storm forming on the outskirts of the east side of Canterlot. In particular, Pinkie, Fluttershy, Purple Heart, and Princess Luna. The last one is getting concerned; a familiar fear is rearing its ugly head in her mind.

"I need guards to clear the area and stay clear!" Luna commands a nearby guard, "I will handle this."

"But, your highness!" One guard complained, but Luna had already taken to the skies before he could say anything else as she approached the zone.

At that moment, gulping once, one of the bravest attackers tried to rush at Amon with a knife, but the weapon only broke against his body as the head of Amon slowly turned to him and immediately grabbed the neck and jaw of the attacker.

A black ooze started to form in Amon's arm and began to spread and surround the attacker's body as he started to panic and scream, thrashing around under Amon's grip.

The rest panicked and ran away as fast as they could, only to be hit by a wave of magic that Amon discharged from his other hand while lowering the one holding his victim. Gravity seems to lose its mind as all the attackers are soon rammed against the walls in front of them, and then they start to feel like they are on a compression press as gravity keeps increasing. Making it impossible for them to do anything else but scream as they thought their bones were about to break while Amon was fusing them to the walls.

"A… Amon." Vivi slowly approached Amon with a concerned voice, yet he didn't seem to respond, focusing on his enemies. The ponies started to shrink with tears in their eyes, as if they were in the process of being eaten by their shadow or by the ooze in the case of the one Amon was holding.

"Ash to ash, dust to dust, from nowhere I come, into nothing you become" Amon start to speak in a distorted tune as arms emerge from the shadows of his victims and seem to start clawing at them pressing them even further into the wall, as it fingers and nail seem to began to burn their flesh.

"Amon, that is enough! You won!" Vivi pleads and yells, rushing at Amon and hugging his back. "Please, please stop! This isn't you. Please let them live!"

Her words seem to reach him as Amon's eyes return, and the black layer on his body dissipates slowly among the lightning; his magic gets interrupted, allowing all the ponies to run away as fast as they can, once they fall to the ground and recover, some even lumping away as fast as they could with their injured hooves.

Shaking his head and realizing what he was doing, Amon let go of the pony in his grasp, as he was wounded and seemed to have a broken jaw. The pony saw Amon in pure terror and backed away before running away.

"I… what happened?" Amon asks, holding his head in pain.

"Amon?!" Vivi calls, getting in front of him and sighing in relief. "Thank Celestia; you came back."

"Vivi?" Amon asked before noticing how she was almost naked. "Vivi, your clothes!" he quickly pointed out before removing his jacket and putting it over the maid's back, which she quickly hugged while Amon held her shoulder softly. "Did they harm you?"

"I'm okay, sir. I'm just still shaken," Vivi replied nervously as she cleared some tears from her eyes. "You save me."

"I… I did? Sorry, I don't recall much. I think I blacked out; you were asking for help. Saw you in danger and then…"

"It's okay, big guy. I can fill you in later." Vivi chuckles and pats Amon's shoulder. "For now," she tries to put her arms under the jacket, leaving her swimming inside of it before going back to pick up Amon's backpack and place it over her shoulders as she returns to him. "Let's go back to the castle please. And also could it be too much to ask for a piggy ride?"

"A… Piggy ride?" Amon repeats, confused by the request, until Viola points at his wings.

"It's cold. I'm almost naked, and your wings are exposed, dude. A piggy ride, solve all three problems at once. Not to mention I'm too shaken to walk much right now."”

Amon smiles and nods before turning around and kneeling. "Okay, just don't try anything funny."

"Like what? This?" Viola smirks and hopes on top of Amon's back, rubbing her chest against his back, making him shiver.

"Yeah! Like that! Vivi, you are right. It is very cold. You can cut me with those," Amon complains as he grabs both maid's legs for support. "And seriously what the heck Vivi? Now is DEFINITELY not the time for those jokes"

That earns another laughter from part of the servant before she leans her head on Amon's shoulder. "Thank you, I needed a laugh. Please never change, sir."

Amon only sigh and shake his head having given up before smiling and then nod as he stood up and they returned to the castle.

"I'm sorry, Vivi."

"For what?" The maid asks, confused.

"What do you mean? Vivi, you almost were raped! We both are injured, and I… this is all my fault. I told you, I'm dangerous; it's not just me; I have the worst of luck, and I keep spreading it to those around me. None of this would have happened if you had kept your distance."

"Hey! Enough with the self-pity party. This was my decision, and that is final. I knew the risk and took it anyway." Vivi complains, pulling some of his hair with irritation.

"Just give up, big guy; you are stuck with me, whether you like it or not. This only proves that you need ponies like me around you to keep you from degrading yourself," she chuckles, "You really should start seeing the positive things that happen here."

"Like what?"

"Well, you were the hero today. Sure, it was scary and you are right, what almost happened is not laughing matters, I’m just trying to put a brave face here, but you saved me; you managed to make many ponies happy earlier, and let's not forget the two things pressing on your back as a reward. My hero."

"Seriously, Vivi? Flirts in this situation? After what almost happened?"

"I need the distraction, okay?! Jokes and teasing help me relax and feel somewhat in control. Plus, I know now that you wouldn't do anything bad to me," Vivi argues with some shaking in her voice “Just please let me have this.”

Amon just remains quiet and nods, not wanting to discuss the issue either.

"You are not a monster, Amon, the ponies you beat up here? Those are the real monsters, and I will keep saying it until you get it in your thick head."

Amon remains quiet and sighs. "You are far stronger than I gave you credit Vivi…thanks."

“Anytime” Vivi reply as she hug Amon tight, her shakiness still present, which makes Amon still concern and partly guilty for what almost happened

Not too far from them, hidden in the shadows, a figure in a yellow jacket trembled and gulped while sweating bullets.

"It's not possible… it can't be!" He harshly whispers as he watches them go, "He is a fucking ALICORN!?" He continued to whisper before feeling someone poking his shoulder.

"Okay, buddy, we have to talk. You say this was an easy job. Just scare them and make the big guy angry." One of the attackers confronts the pony in a yellow jacket, once the coast was clear.

"You didn't say anything about him being the fucking pony of shadows! Whatever fuck up thing you are cooking here, we don't want part of it, so you better pay us what you owe us plus extra if you want to keep us quiet."

The attackers in his group try to extort the pony in yellow with some anger as the pony remains quiet.

"Of course, we wouldn't want to leave loose ends, right?" The pony in the jacket mentions with a slight nod before removing his hood.

The alley where they were soon filled with the screams of the gang of ponies, as the shadow of tentacles coming from the pony in the yellow jacket picked them all up and absorbed them inside, making some crunch noises. The pegasus that landed on the dumpster lifted the lid only to close it and hide when they saw a glimpse of the carnage and decided to hide, scared off their minds.

Exiting the alley, the pony in the yellow jacket burps and cleans some blood from his chin before walking away.

"That takes care of one problem."

But not the other one. I can’t fucking believe it! How is it even possible? It was bad enough that the specimen was alive; now that we have pinpointed his location, it turns out he is an alicorn?! This is a bad joke, a piece of shit like doesn’t deserve that blessing; the idea alone is a perversion of the laws of gods and ponies! We need to fix this horrible mistake! That monster needs to go!

The pony in yellow returns to his rants as he prepares mentally and makes another report.