The King Of Nothing

"Well, Sir Marcus, I must admit, I have never seen such a fast recovery before. Even with our best spells and medical treatments, it was to be expecting some minor scarring. For your body not even to present those isn't short of a miracle," A doctor mentions as he reads Marcus's medical record while the human in question starts to get dressed.

"What can I tell you, doc?" Marcus replies casually as an astral black tendril emerges from the base of his chest. He picks up a shirt before retreating, leaving a spiral-shaped tattoo behind that Marcus soon covers. "Human anatomy is quite different from equine one, don't you agree?"

Marcus asks with black eyes as the rest of his body reshapes and moves around as if he is wearing a skinsuit rather than his actual body. On his part, the doctor had a lost gaze while looking at nothing.

"Indeed." That is the only reply the doctor said. He looked at nothing while Marcus finished dressing up in front of a full-body mirror. He stared intensely at his reflection until his eyes went back to normal.

"For what it's worth, you serve me well, monkey suit; I admit, I'm gonna miss you," Marcus says as one of the tendrils moves around on the side of his face.

His thoughts are interrupted by a phone call that soon irritates the human when he figures out who is calling.

"What do you want now?" Marcus answers, making no effort to hide his anger.

"Good day, Sir Cross. I hope you are having a lovely day and making a full…"

"...What. Do. You. Want?" Marcus interrupts the pony in the other line, his irritation increasing.

"Recently, we were informed that you came across and took hold of one of our products, Mr. Cross. We would like it very much; it's safe return."

"Cute, but no."

"Sir Cross, I understand your reservations, but what you have is our property and…"

"No, what I have is the product that I pay for, and instead, I end up deformed because of your incompetence; we might have started this project together because of a shared enemy, but don't forget who was the one that provided the funds for your little enterprise."

"You realized that what you have is not the final product, and we require further studies to perfect it, don't you? Cross, please. Think about our goals; our vengeance is at arm's length; we only need…"

"Cut the crap, would you? None of you cared when I was forced to wear a monkey suit for years. You used me and disposed of me the second things went south. I'm the one who built myself from scratch, I'm the one who made a new empire from nothing, and I'm the one who soon will have the harem that I deserve, all thanks to my hard work. You are all just a bunch of leeches and rats coming up from the cracks in walls once you start to smell cheese."

"...You know there is no turning back if you decide to betray us, don't you?"

"Funny, I don't think you would do anything after all; the king of shadows has invited you to his palace."
"And I will gladly accept his invitation," The caller suddenly said in surprise.

"Now, Dr. Faust, in a couple of days, my specimen is going to pay you a visit in the royal sewers. You are going to meet him there and help him escape. Are we clear?"

"Yes, master."

"Good, now don't tell anyone we have this conversation, and destroy your phone once I hang up."

"Yes, master."

Marcus ends the call and smirks at his phone.

It is just so easy sometimes, and once I became an alicorn, not even those princesses would be able to resist my charms. Equestria soon would see the birth of his new king!

Once he was sure, his disguise was in place. Marcus steps away from the mirror and claps once, making the doctor snap out of his trance and shake his head. "What was I saying?"

"You were saying everything was fine with me, and I'm free to go, doc. Are you okay?" Marcus asks with a concerned tone.

"Wha-What? Oh! Y-yeah, yeah, I'm okay, just a little light-headed all of a sudden," The doctor replied while holding his head before looking at Marcus's records and then at the human in question.

"Apologies if I zoom out for a second there; you are free to go, Marcus."

"Don't worry about it, doc, and thanks," Marcus offers a sympathetic smile as he nods and leaves the infirmary. Rarity and Pinkie are waiting for him, ready to give Marcus a big hug.

"Darling! How are you?" Rarity is the first to ask.

"The doctor said that I'm okay, but I should go easy on myself for the next couple of weeks; maybe I should ask some kind of sexy nurses to help me with some physical therapy," Marcus mentions while grabbing a handful of Rarity rump, making her jump and blush a little.

"Darling! You naughty, naughty boy! We are in public," Rarity whispers before using her magic to pull away Marcus' hand.

"I'm sorry, my gem, but you know I can't resist that perfectly round rump of yours, and speaking of bubbly, don't think I forget about you, sweetheart." Marcus turned his attention to Pinkie.

"And the answer is yes, you can throw me as many parties for my recovery as you want."

"Yay," Pinkie cheered as she nuzzled the side of his head. "This is going to be so much fun, and I bet Dashie will be trill with the news."

"Yeah, speaking off, where is she?" Marcus asks, looking around. "I was under the impression she would be here by now after what AJ said, but I never even heard that she arrived. Come to think about I haven’t see AJ in days either"

"Don't worry, darling. Surprisingly enough, Spitfire managed to catch up with her," Rarity explained while holding her phone. It wasn't easy, but she managed to calm Rainbow Dash enough to wait for a day, fill out the form of release, and then come here by the books. She will be arriving later today."

"I see; thank Celestia for Spitfire, am I right?" Marcus jokes as they start walking. "Oh well, I suppose that leaves us the rest of the day for ourselves. What do you say? Do we look for AJ and Fluttershy and have fun in the city? I bet poor sweet Fluttershy is still shaken from what happened and could use the distraction."

"I'm afraid that would not be possible, Sir. Marcus." Vivi suddenly appears from the right of the group, startling everyone while remaining stoic. "They and I have a busy day."

"So… you are gonna act as Fluttershy and Applejack's maid for the remainder of the day?" Marcus asks with a raised eyebrow.

In response, Vivi shook her head. "If only it was that simple, but no. By request of the princesses, the two of them are going to spend today with Amon."

"What?!" They all exclaim in complete shock,

"Why?" Marcus asks in astonishment.

"It is clear that Amon has been shaken by whatever happened in the garden a couple of nights before and refuses to say anything. The princesses believe that with Fluttershy's coaching, he may open up, and with the assistance of AJ, we can guarantee it is the truth."

"The truth? He attacked me! What else do you need to know?!" Marcus questions in indignation. “The poor mare have been scare and most likely crying for days and you are simply gonna a throw her into the maniac that did that to her?

"Please, sir Marcus, calm down; I know you are still sensitive to the news, but let's not forget. Bad ponies are after Amon. Who is to say that this is not their scheme? In fact it was Fluttershy who spoke up" Vivi counters. "If not for Fluttershy pointing that out yesterday we may overlook it. And frankly, I believe her."

"Is that so?" Rarity asks in intrigue, as Vivi smiles and nods. "I have spent enough time with Amon to know that he is a nice stallion and couldn't possibly do what happened last night. Maybe you were the one under an illusion, Sir Marcus. Haven't you considered that?"

"I… it… a possibility," Marcus faintly understood as he was screaming internally.

"That is why the princesses requested a session with the two elements to help out. We may ask you two, but well. Amon is not the only one who needs help at the moment," she says, pointing out Rarity and Pinkie, who were still clinging to Marcus.

"That is very considerate of you, darling. Thanks," Rarity mentions.

"Yeah, I would love to help too, but my honey muffins need me more, and we should be there when Rainbow Dash appears. Right, honey muffins?" Pinkie adds.

"Y-Yeah, I'm just worrying for those mare sake. I mean poor Fluttershy, for pit's sake! After what Amon did to her…"

"Please, Sir. Marcus, please don't underestimate the power of Fluttershy; she is braver than you think. Frankly, after all the passages I made before, Amon couldn't possibly do all of those things. Are you completely sure he was getting too touchy with Fluttershy?"

"What are you insinuating?" Rarity questions with a small glare.

"Nothing, nothing. I'm just saying it was dark. Maybe there was another stallion there."

"Oh! You think Amony was framed?" Pinkie asks, getting worried.

"No! I'm telling you, he is guilty! Marcus insisted. “He was the only one that day; I saw him, I saw him like… like, the king of shadows has invited you into his palace."

"And I will gladly accept his invitation." All the mares suddenly go stiff with lost eyes as Marcus lets go of his mares and starts back and forth in alarm.

What is happening?! This isn't how things should play out! That primate should be hated! Why are they still defending him? The fuck, Fluttershy, you should be clinging to me like a scared puppy, no defending your attacker; I need to make sure to train you once you are mine.

With his internal rant over, Marcus takes a deep breath and gets into his position: "Amon is the bad guy; there is no point in hearing anything he has to say."

"He is the bad guy," The mares repeat.

"AJ and Fluttershy are in grave danger; they shouldn't get closer to him."

"Not close."

"You need to alert the princess that Amon tried to assault you, too."

"He assaulted…wait, was that before or after he kissed me?" Pinkie asks out of the blue, looking at the ceiling.

"A-a- he did WHAT!?" Marcus lost his train of thought, and the mares shook their heads.

"What were we talking about?" Rarity asks out of the blue.

"Oh, we were telling how Amon gave Pinkie a little peek in the lips," Vivi reminded the group, giggling a little.

"Oh yeah!" Pinkie nods and laughs. "He was getting scared of how much I was taking, so he panicked and did the first thing that came to mind to keep me quiet. I admit, it works."

"Wow, darling, I just… how did you not get mad?" Rarity asks in surprise.

"Oh, it was nothing," Pinkie dismissed her concern with a wave. "He apologized immediately and explained that it wasn't like that. He was just not used to being more civil, and he saw a couple do that before." Pinkie dismissed her concerns.

"So I gave him one chance. It's a good thing you are not the jealous type, right? Honey muffins?" Pinkie asks while hugging Marcus' arm.

"R-Right and I can't exactly blame him either; you are just that irresistible." Marcus plays alone, making Pinkie giggle and blush.

"Anyway, we should be getting going. See you later, Vivi." Rarity waves goodbye, and the two mares drag Marcus away before he can think or say anything to change his mind about helping Amon.

"Thanks, have fun." Vivi kept smiling and waving until they were gone. She dropped her smile and looked more serious at the direction they went before pulling out earplugs from her ears.

As the day progresses, Marcus's tension just keeps escalating. The news is that Rainbow continues to be late for arrival due to problems at work. Then Pinkie and Rarity keep giving him periodic updates on how
Amon seems calmer and might be more cooperative soon. Rarity seems to have not given up on playing matchmaker and slowly believing Amon was innocent despite Marcus's protest that he couldn't get into too many details without raising suspicions.

Yet all of that pale compared to when he received the worst news he wanted to hear.

"Seriously?! Darling, that is fantastic! Thank you so much. You are such an angel doing this despite your condition; kisses!” Rarity let go of her phone and looked at her herd with a big smile as they enjoyed their lunch.

"Darlings, you are not gonna believe who I was on the phone just now."

"Oh! Oh! Princess Cadence! No! Philomena Petals! No! Godzilla cosplay as Princess Petals!" Pinkie randomly guessed, making Rarity giggle.

"None of them, darling, but you were close on the royal part; it was Twilight. She told me how Celestia contacted us for help with the case, and she is bringing the big guns."

"Big guns, you said?" Marcus asks with a raised eyebrow. “I still don't see the need, but that's okay. I suppose Twily could clear the air." He comments with a shrug before taking a sip from his coffee.

"With the help of Starlight? That is a guarantee." Rarity smiles, ignoring how Marcus almost choked at that name.

"Starlight… what?!" Marcus manages to exclaim between coughs.

"Glimmer, honey, you remember her, right? She is light purple, has a two-colored mane, and likes to talk to plants." Pinkie giggles as she describes her.

"And has experience reforming bad guys and finding out the truth. Equestria couldn't ask for a better duo to talk with Amon," Rarity beamed with pride. "It is so lucky they found the time to visit him. They are on their way to speak with Amon right now."

"What?" Marcus's skin drained in terror at that and went pale with Rarity's next words.

"Twilight is quite a soldier, wishing to extend her hand even with her heat cycle so close. Isn't that so considerate of her? Darling, are you okay?" Rarity asks, noticing how Marcus went stiff and was completely pale.

"I… think… yeah… that sandwich… ah… I think it has… hay. I b-bathroom!" Marcus yelled before rushing as fast as he could to the restaurant bathroom and closing the door inside.

Once he was sure he was alone, Marcus's entire body started fuming with black smog as he looked around. His eyeballs and half of his face started to melt and move around underneath the tendrils.

No, no, NO! It is too soon, and what is worse is Twilight if he manages to pounce on her. Or worse, inseminate her. NO! I would NOT have him rob me of her innocence or let him create a mini primate!

Slowly losing his mind in his rage. Marcus rushes out of the window and into an alley before extending his palm, from which a horn emerges that shines. Then, he summons a yellow trench coat for him to put on.

Once secure, Marcus dives into a shadow as if it were water and swims into the castle as fast as he can. Sighing in relief when he noticed how Shiitake's secret passage was still open for him to use.

Trying to get out of view and reach the dungeon, Marcus looks desperately for Amon's cells when the screams/moans of Twilight freeze him and fill him with dread.

He wanted to intervene, but a wave of guards held his advances for what he perceived as an eternity. Even when they left, he couldn't move, as the castle was pure chaos, and he could barely move without being spotted.

Losing track of time, Marcus finally manages to hide behind a bookshelf in a guest room as he listens to the conversation the princesses and Starlight are having.

"So he simply attacked you?" Celestia asks in alarm as Luna consoles Twilight, sitting on a couch while holding a blanket.

"I'm not sure; I mean, with my cycle, I'm not even sure who made the first move. I recall him telling something to Starlight, then grabbing her neck and pushing her against a wall. Then I push him away from him and hold him closer; our eyes meet, and the next thing I knew, he was aggressively kissing me."

No.

Marcus screams in horror.

"And the worse part is… I… I like it."

Nooo!

"I mean it was like day and night; nothing I had before compares, and I don't think there will be anyone that could satisfy me like he did."

NOOO! AMON YOU ARE DEATH!"

Blinded by rage, Marcus tossed the bookshelf and rushed out of the room, with only murder in his mind, as he headed to the sewer entrance.

In his outburst, the human failed to notice how the princesses were still calm and collected, as they only smiled in the direction Marcus left.

"He is heading your way," Luna casually calls from her phone

As Marcus rushed to the sewer, a conversation of some nearby guards caught his attention. "Where did he go?"

"He was heading to the sewers, but we blocked his path; we got him a corner in the palace quarry. Be careful; he was able to overpower an alicorn. He is dangerous."

With the new data, Marcus made a sharp turn and headed straight to the inner palace's abandoned mining area. To his luck, the security still needed to be improved, and blocking the way so no guards would get in his way was easy.

The room was dark with only tenue lights everywhere as its only source of light, filled to the brim with brilliant red crystals that reflected the image of both Marcus and Amon, the former smashing through one of the said reflections once he saw Amon on it sending sharps of crystals everywhere, before standing up, his hood falling revealing the face of Marcus half melted with a tendril poking out of his eye socket.

"Amon! Show yourself!" Marcus' demands are still blinded by fury.

Amon looks at Marcus in mild surprise before shaking his head. "So it was you, the one in the park that day? I should have expected it. What better way to make you look like the hero than releasing monsters to enslave?" Amon calls, taking notice of the yellow trench coat and speaking disappointedly.

"SHUT UP! Once again, you manage to ruin EVERYTHING you were supposed to rape Starlight alone! Twilight was supposed to be mine!" Marcus yells as he extends his hand with his horn and starts blasting away crystals with the image of Amon.

"So you were also Dr. Faust. Dear god, all that talk of being in my body was all a lie? You could have turned into a pony anytime you wanted?" Amon demands as clouds of dust prevent Marcus from locating the stallion, and he can only hear the echoes of his voice.

"You're wrong, specimen. I meant it when I said I was a client and a victim of your meddling." Marcus spoke up as he started to walk in search of Amon.

"By the time I woke up, my body was reduced to mana, consuming itself. Your corpse was the only thing that kept me alive."

"So you were forced to use my skin then. I should be disgusted if it weren't somewhat poetic justice after what you were using as a skin treatment. All because you couldn't accept being smaller than the rest. What I'm saying, I bet that was also a lie."

"You're wrong!" Marcus starts blasting again, "I suffer for years because of my size; I was ostracized and ridiculed for years, taking solace in my being rich to make those that mock me pay!"

Once he calms down, Marcus thinks he sees Amon's silhouette in the distance. He smiles as he slowly approaches him. "I will grant you this: your body, at the very least, allows me to be tall, and I could always switch bodies whenever I felt nostalgic."

"Then why didn't you?"

"Heck, if I knew, for some reason, your body was the only thing I could remain; if I tried to implant myself in some other pony, their bodies would quickly rot and crumble, cursing me to live as a primate again and again! You can look for their bodies if you don't believe me; they are probably starting to smell by now," Marcus mentions with a smirk.

"So you are such an idiot that you didn't bother to dispose of the evidence," Amon chastises him incredulously.

"Like I needed to, by day 3, those corpses are nothing but dust taking away the smell; nobody would question that in an abandoned mine. Useless sack of flesh. What I needed was a stronger body, a better body, a taller body."

Marcus pounced in time to receive a punch to the face from the side, sending him tumbling away like a mass of flesh and skin that slowly reformed into a human shape as he stood up and looked around, yet Amon had returned to the shadows.

"If that was your plan from the start, why didn't you try anything before? Despite my suspicion, I made the mistake of trusting you; why didn't you just take over and instead decide to frame me?"

"Because doing that would mean handing over the mares that took me so long to obtain, while I would have to start again as a hobo! I would have to start my collection from scratch all over again. And Tartarus would freeze before that; no, I needed a plan. How would this sound?"

Marcus cleared his throat. "I tried to stop him, but he went mad, forcefully removed his ring, and tried to blast me away. Something must have happened because the next thing I knew, I was in his body, and there was nothing but dust and my clothes in front of me."

"You did all this to see yourself as the hero while killing me?" Amon demands as his anger continues to rise.

"You would have died anyway! No spell nor method could return you to your body anymore; this form is only skin and muscle; with my plan, at least you would have a dignified death! Cheer up, specimen. You would fulfill your purpose; this is your only option. After raping a princess, there will not be a single soul in
Equestria that would forgive or believe you. So it's either this or a life in the run."

The place remains quiet momentarily, and Amon finally appears in front of Marcus. "There you go; so glad you finally accepted your fate."

For his part, Amon remains quiet before smiling and then starts to laugh, much to Marcus' confusion.
"What's so funny?"

"Just the way your phrase said that, accept your fate. I can't help but think how that is ironic." Amon snaps his fingers, and the room is filled with the lights of thousands of horns surrounding the two of them, three of them belonging to the princesses, looking at Marcus with a stern face.

To Marcus' horror, even his herd was among the eyes of anger and/or disgust. The rest of the Mane Six and even Starlight Glimmer. Some of Mane Six had tears in their eyes. Rainbow, in particular, seems more than a little piss off at the moment.

"It's hilarious after such a huge confession, so right back at you, Marcus, if that is still your real name. Are you ready to accept your fate?"

"You tricked me!" Marcus accused Amon as the stallion approached with an intense glare.

"And believe me; it wasn't easy; every fiber of my body is screaming to pummel you into a bloody pulp, and even now, my face is the only thing preventing me from giving into my rage, but that wouldn't have solved anything."

Amon stops in front of Marcus. "No, you are gonna an answer for all of your crimes, you are gonna start to give names, and then you are gonna rot in some damp and dark cell for the rest of your life AFTER you give back my body."

"You…you, you can't believe him! I'm the victim here. Look at what he did to me," Marcus tried to plead, looking at the princesses in desperation.

"Excuses now, Marcus? How low can you get? Give it up; we heard everything. There is no way you can escape justice," Luna proclaimed.

"Honey muffin, all this time you… those employees you told us they needed a vacation, the rumors of ponies going missing in your work," Pinkie whispered in horror.

"You use us. Oh sweet merciful Celestia, we were with that… that thing, I let him…" Rarity's face turns green, and unable to hold back, she turns away and pukes in disgust.

"You never loved us, didn't you asshole? We were only a package deal, the mane six herd—just another weirdo wanting us because of our fame and names rather than for ourselves. I should let Amon beat you up. Heck, I want a part of it," Rainbow exclaimed as she cracked her knuckles.

"Just try to keep him alive, sugarcube. Like he said, that rat needs to answer for his crimes," AJ commented with a stoic expression.

"What I don't get is why you are so angry at me." Starlight voices her concern. "I don't even meet you. What did I do to earn such wrath?"

"I at least took my arrest, gratefully, Marcus. It's your turn," Amon mentions as guards slowly approach him.

"No, no, I will not let you win!" Marcus yells with such force that the guards must stand back as air is blasted back.

"AMON!" Marcus tackles the stallion in a fury, and both are swallowed by a shadow nearby going deeper into the mine.

"The king of shadows has invited you to his palace. Stop the princesses!" Marcus's voice order and echo in the chamber caused many ponies who didn't have earplugs or were alicorns to react and turn against the princess, turning the place into pure chaos.

Meanwhile, in the realm of shadows, Marcus grabs Amon's horn. "If I'm going down, I'm taking you with me, specimen!" Marcus forcefully yanks the suppressing ring from Amon's horn, causing his magic to go out of control.

Shadow eyes shine all around him and are quickly absorbed into Marcus' body, making it convulse, morph, and inflate until they emerge from the shadows.

Amon falls onto his back and needs a moment to breathe. A black mass falls in front of him, convulsing and pulsating as it increases inside and takes a new form until it becomes triple the size of Amon.

"I… I'm the king of shadows, I'm everywhere, I'm untouchable… I… I'm invisible!" Marcus starts taking in two distorted voices as his face appears. Or rather, the blob takes the form of the trench coat with mantis hands, tendrils instead of a lower torso, and millions of shiny white eyes inside the hood.

"Look at me, specimen; look at the face of your death," Marcus complained, wholly deranged and out of his mind.

While holding his head and blurry eyes, Amon slowly stood up to see the monster in front of him before having to roll when a scythe almost chopped him in half as Marcus laughed.

"How does it feel to be completely drained of magic? It's disorienting, right?" Marcus turns a hand into a tendril and wraps Amon before tossing it away.

"I knew you were a moron, but I never imagined you were this stupid," The tendril becomes a hand. "All this magic, all this power at your fingertips, and you decided to hide it?! You might as well be tossing them to the garbage. Or should I say…"

Marcus rushes to Amon and grabs him with one hand before ramming him into a crystal wall, making a crate. "For you to have them in the first place is the same as tossing them into garbage cans."

With his scythe, Marcus tries to chop off Amon's head, only for the stallion to grab the tip of the weapon and keep it in place. His palm bleeds. "It would be so easy to end you here, but you are right; why rush things?"

The scythe turns into a tendril, and Marcus uses it to wrap Amon's neck and start to choke him. "I will enjoy seeing the light leave your eyes."
Amon chokes and tries to break free using a pocket knife in the tendril with no results as Marcus laughs.
"That is right; humans keep struggling, start begging. I almost forgot how hilarious it was seeing you beg for mercy."

As Amon's conscience slowly starts to faint and he drops his knife, he slowly closes his eyes and stops struggling until a voice calls out for him.

"Do you want this to be your end?" a deep, booming male voice calls Amon from inside his head, as time seems to have stopped. "You can do way more than this, and you know it. So why are you not getting angry?"

"Who are you?" Amon asks with a raspy voice.

"Does it matter right now? Ask yourself, this human, what else do you need? He took your life, he killed millions, he saw them suffer, and you wish to make him pay, so what is stopping you? Why aren't you still refusing your emotions?! Get angry already."

"The last time I did… so many pay the price."

"Do not hide behind excuses! Remember things for how they were," The voice demanded him, and Amon suddenly remembered; he remembered a bloody lab, corpses surrounding him, and a scientist leaning against a control panel.

"I remember now, they were testing something in me, this body. It was their doing. I watch how they destroy my body in front of me."

"Yes, you were the success trial; they were so elated in the news that they never considered what rage could do to magic."

"And still I try to stay in control, I try to save someone else, and then," Amon remembers, the scene plays out again, the scientist turning to look at Amon with a smirk before pressing a red button.

"I see; the shock and force must have made you forget. They did all this to you. They will continue to do so with countless others; they claim to be heroes while making monsters. They don't deserve mercy; they deserve your wrath. Now get angry and kill! Conquer! Destroy!"

"I…" Amon returns to reality as he slowly sees Marcus. Even without a mouth, Amon could see the monster smirking. "I..." With a shaking hand, Amon grabs the tendril. "I will never forgive you!"

Amon grabs the tendril with renowned force, snapping it in two with force alone and making Marcus back away his hand.

Now free, Amon used his two hands, spread his wings to grab Marcus' other hand, and started splitting them apart until the monster was on his knees.

With one power yank, Amon manages to rip off Marcus's thumb and index fingers before jumping. His fist hits the side of Marcus's face, sending him flying.

As Amon hit the floor, dark and white smog emanated from the alicorn's body. "Bastards like you, monsters that get off in the suffering of others. WHO YOU THINK YOU ARE!?"

Suddenly, air pressure exploded around Amon, blowing everything away and forcing Marcus to sit down. "I won't forgive you; I will never forgive you! People like you deserve to rot in hell!" Suddenly, Amon is encased in a fog cocoon that shines an intense white light before it explodes. From it, Amon emerged with a solid silver line running through his body with two lines passing through his eyes, which were now crimson red, and his wings had a secondary layer of white feathers, as his mane now waved in an invisible wind.

"Impossible! I took away all your magic; where is all this power coming from?" Marcus asks in terror.

In a flash, Amon appears in front of Marcus and grabs his throat. "Go to hell," Amon mentions with a neutral tone before ramming Marcus against the wall and then flying at top speed with his victim, grinding the wall behind him until they reach the end of the said wall, where Amon launches Marcus forward into a bed of jagged crystals to be impaled with.

"The day I awoke in this body, the ponies that did this to me put a fail-safe moments before they blew themselves up. A curse on my magic so I could never be able to use it again. And you were the genius that took it for himself."

Amon chuckled briefly while looking at his hand. "It almost feels like a weight was lifted over my shoulder, as if I lived with handcuffs for years, and you just took it away." He then looked at Marcus. "I will make sure to thank you properly by showing you exactly how I destroy the hellhole your dealers put me in."

"You stupid specimen, this doesn't change anything!" Marcus recovers and stands up again with new hands, his body regenerating the holes he just sustained and his back reforming. "Even if you still have some magic left, there is no way you can't defeat me. I will make you pay for everything you cost me."

With a roar, Marcus turns his hands into tendrils and uses those and the ones on his lower side to pick more crystals before trying to dive back into the shadows. Amon kneels and places his hand on the floor.

The entire room becomes red, and the temperature increases to an insane degree as Marcus emerges from the shadow screaming in pain, only for Amon to grab part of his trenchcoat and ram him back into the ground as the rubber in his suit starts to melt and merge with his body.

One of the tendrils grabs Amon's waist and flings him back as Marcus manages to escape into the shadows properly.

Recovering Amon can only have to recover until tendrils emerge from the shadows with the crystal spears trying to impale him. The stallion teleports left and right the attack as he clenches his fist, creating long, complex spears of light, and he stabs each tendril into the surface while dodging.

Eventually, Marcus' head appears, and Amon impales him in the throat, forcing him out of the shadows, and then summons more spears to impale his body before starting to twist each tendril and then yank them away with a tackle that rams Marcus against another wall that destroyed in the impact.

Their struggle ends Marcus's mental control, and the princesses' fight comes to a close in time for them to hear and feel trembles on the floor.

"What is happening?" Dash asks, looking at the source of the noise.

"Amon and Marcus must be in the middle of a fight. And if that human keeps enraging Amon, Equestria helps us," Luna mentions in alarm before looking at Twilight.

"We need to tend the wounded and ensure neither escapes Twilight. We entrusted the elements; do what you must to stop them!"

"You can count on us; let's go, girls," Twilight calls for the friends, who nod and follow behind Twilight with their elements on the ready.

At that moment, during the fight with Marcus, the human is soon overwhelmed by the power of Amon, who stops floating and just walks casually toward the human while blasting away chunks of his body, reducing the monster in size.

"You can't do this," Marcus complained, grabbing and lifting a giant long crystal with a tendril hand, only for it to be blasted away, leaving a scorched mark. The monster slowly backed away.

"This can't be happening!" Marcus yells, trying to grab another crystal, only for his other arm to be blasted.

"I can't lose!" Marcus kept complaining, and fear started to set in his mind when his body was no longer regenerating.

"You can't do this to me," Marcus yells and tries to make a run for it, now reduced to a pony with one tendril arm and half a human face. Amon shot his leg, bringing the monster down. He couldn't do anything but crawl until Amon caught him and kicked him in his gut, sending him flying toward another crystal wall.

Rather than let him fall, Amon grabs Marcus by the neck and keeps him against the wall, his body reduced now to its human form minus the half-melted side. "Please! Please stop! I don't want to die," Marcus starts to beg, shaking like a leaf.

"How many others told you the same? How many humans beg for their lives as you watch them get tortured or killed?!" Amon yells at him before punching the wall behind Marcus, cracking it and then destroying it with a blast of energy, making Marcus scream in panic

"I see that now; I will never do it again. So please let me go. Y-You want this body, right? I lie about not being a way; I can still give it to you. There are spells to turn a pony into a parrot; I'm sure there is something to turn you into a primate…"

Amon rams him against the wall. "Human! I meant human! And… and I can give you money! Food! A house! Anything, just please, please! Don't kill me."

Behind the two, Twilight and the group find them and are startled by Amon's condition. Twilight starts to get ready to fire.

"Just shut up! I have nothing left to lose."

"That is not true!" Fluttershy suddenly yells, gaining everyone's attention, and she steps closer.
"You have us, please, Amon. I know you are angry, but I know you are better than this. Be better than him."

Amon kept staring at Fluttershy in surprise until he heard the booming voice again.

"She is wrong… don't forget… he knew and did nothing… he might as well have killed them… he doesn't deserve it… just kill! KILL!"

Amon starts to struggle as his arm shakes, unsure what to do.

"Everyone, get ready!" Twilight calls as they all start to float.

"Twilight, wait, I think he still…"

"Fluttershy, he is gonna kill him if we don't." Twilight interrupted her in concern and was about to blast until Amon spoke up.

"Shut up!" He yells at anyone in particular, creating an airwave that froze everyone. With crimson-red eyes, Amon looks at Marcus.

"Don't bother trying to weasel your way out of this asshole. For a long time now, I have come to terms with losing everything I ever held dear. I have nothing to lose, and nothing would make me happier than rip you to shreds like a napkin." Amon tightens his grip on Marcus' neck as Twilight ready the elements until
Fluttershy stops her, much to Twilight and the other's surprise, as Fluttershy shakes her head.

"But I… I will not be like you! Death would be just too easy; no, is it not me whom you should be afraid of now…" In one fell swoop, Amon ripped Marcus' vocal cords without killing the monster as he held his neck in pain, spitting blood and confused about how the hole there healed as fast as it was made.

Amon grabs hold of Marcus's head. "...is what awaits you." Lifting and tossing back, Amon doesn't bother to look back as he walks away. "It's all yours, ladies," Amon tells Twilight as he falls right in front of them.

The human tries to say anything, but nothing comes out of his voice.

AJ glances between him and Amon, unsure what to do or how to respond to what just happened. Amon's body slowly returns to normal as he sits on a nearby crystal.

The mares look at one another as Dash grabs one of Marcus' arms. "Well, 'honey,' it seems you, the princesses, and I have much to discuss. Better grab pen and paper," Dash promises as they slowly drag
Marcus away, and he struggles in panic.

Fluttershy looks at Amon before looking at the rest. "Please go ahead; I need to do something first."

"Same," Pinkie calls as they both approach Amon. The others understand and nod as they take Marcus away.

AJ smiled and nodded. "Do what you must; the poor stallion could use your help right about now." Her friends nodded and saw the rest of the group leave

Without saying a word, the two mares approach Amon.

"Girls, now I don't feel like talking," Amon calls them.

"Then don't," Fluttershy calls, and with Pinkie's help, they make him lie down with his head resting in Fluttershy's lap. "Just rest."

"What?"

"We can talk later, Amony. For now, rest and relax," Pinkie adds, offering a muffin and a smile. "Please"

Amon remains quiet as Pinkie hugs his side and nuzzles Amon's chest. The stallion was too tired and confused to question it and decided to take a bite of the muffin.