Revelations

After the time consuming process of growing a horse worthy of yourself, you feel very frustrated. You had your brothers ask for the most intelligent pony they could get their hands on, and they bring you a dimwit compared to any human you've ever met that doesn't have some kind disability. Training your new horse is a horrible process for the horse, and for you at the moment. The horse can't even grasp the most advanced fighting moves and it is tedious to try and teach it these things over and over.

"How hard can it possibly be for the most advanced horse in centuries to kill a five thousand pound demon legionnaire using blades tied to your hooves! I've already gone through seventeen of my best trainers, and you have even learned to activate your armor!"

"I am sorry, master." Despair said, his voice is somewhere between a growl and a hiss.

"You're sorry! You think that will fix your incompetence! I thought you would bring fear to the hearts of my enemies, maybe you are not worthy of your name!"

"Give him some time, lord." The trainer next to you said meekly.

Turning to him you yell, "You dare to demand something of your superior! I thought we had that beaten out of you at birth!"

" I shall leave now my mas-"

"Silence you idiotic piece of waste! You will die for your grievances!"

As you say this your scythe forms from the shadow. You shove the spear like end of it into the demons gut, and then you hit him with such force that you split the massive trainer into perfect halves. His lungs on both sides crumple and his heart still tries to pump even though it has been cut in two. The blood pours out on to the floor much like an exploding water balloon.

"Drink horse, I will find you later and train you myself."

As you leave Despair to take a small nap, you have the brilliant idea to visit the princesses yourself and complain. After your sleep you make preparations to leave your hellish empire.

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War had an itch. It was an itch he couldn't get rid of until his brother authorized it. He knew the war with the princesses was coming, and he also knew it would be the largest war he will ever wage. He knew he would die in this, the most massive of wars, but he did not mind having to die in his own name. Or his brother's name for that matter, for War knew that in the end there would be nothing but Death and his Underdeep. Well that and the archangels but they were not important. And as he thought about things relating to his name he was interrupted by a pipsqueak of a demon, more of an imp than anything else.

"War, your brother is planning to visit the princesses and has left you in charge for the moment." The little demon hissed at War with what sounded like disgust.

"Very well then, carry on."

The demons here never liked anyone here other than Death, and as a result they would treat anyone else with disrespect. War normally didn't mind this but since the itch he couldn't cure was constantly getting worse he decided that he would put the imp into a frenzy that would make him attack the next demon he sees, which was funny because War knew gthat the next demon the pipsqueak would see is the rather large bodyguard posted outside his door.

"Someone get the cleaning crew!" War chuckled at his own bad joke.

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The princesses had been worried all week, especially Luna who actually remembered the last time that the horsemen had been to a meeting of the gods. That had been a massive blood bath, Death went on a rampage and killed Ra, Bakasura, and Perseus. War had injured Ares quite badly, and Conquest sent an arrow into achilles, all the while Famine was giving everyone a massive stomach ache. Needless to say there were a lot of bloody chunks, collapsed lungs, tentacles, and beating hearts to pick up afterwards. Luna also remembered being slightly attracted to Death, of course she was halfway to transforming to Nightmare Moon at the time.

"Guard, get me something sweet to drink!" the lunar god found that sugar calmed her nerves most of the time.

"No need" Celestia said as she strolled into the room with a chocolate milkshake, it was almost disturbing how much she knew her sibling.

"Thank you very much sister."

"I am as nervous as you" the solar princess said, her voice reinforcing her words.

"I am nervous not because the horsemen are here, but because I know they are preparing for war."

"We will make sure they will not win."

"Do you not remember what just Death's horse can do alone!" Luna was starting to get stressed.

"I am fully aware of this, but they cannot possibly defeat about a hundred gods and thousands of legends along with their ancient armies." Celestia knew she was lying through her teeth, but she needed to reassure everyone in the room, including herself.

"I suppose you are right." Luna said as a Feather Penn ran into the room.

"Death is here to see you princesses."

"WHAT!" The princesses exclaimed in unison.

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Violent Terror was a legend that was simple enough. She was Nightmare Moon's best warrior, and she was also human. In fact, she was the first human to set foot in Equestria. She had extensive military training back on earth through numerous intelligence agencies, and through some underground fight clubs. She had been extremely attracted to Death when she had first saw him, she did not care that he was only humanoid, it was close enough for her. She loved his personality and wished to train with him. Violent Terror didn't look bad for a human woman, big breasts, decent curves, white, dark red hair, green eyes, and being forever frozen at the age of twenty three with no side effects didn't hurt her image. She wondered if Death would even give her a chance as she paced around in her own little section of Equestria. Her home didn't have much in it, a small kitchen, a few pictures of the wars she had been in, and a training dummy with a display case filled with knives to keep her skills sharp. She had heard that the horsemen she so admired was at the princesses castle, so she decided to visit him personally.

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As you wait for the princesses to show their faces, you decided to take a look around their meeting hall. Its nice enough, floor to ceiling stained glass windows, a large round table with a few chairs, and high roof with large marble columns. Not quite your cup of tea, but it isn't bad. It'd be better if you added some hell fire on the columns, and a demon guard by tha-

"Hello" Luna says, looking more calm than her sister.

"Hello dear Luna" You growl through the shadows.

"If it would be alright, I would like to ask why you're here."

"I'm here for some idle chit chat, well that and War has a bit of an itch."

"We wish not to go to war with you"

"Ah, but my brother does" You say knowing that they can't prevent it.

"If it comes to war I will personally ask all gods and legends to fight against you." Celestia says now feeling more confident.

One of the windows suddenly shatters.

"And if it comes to war then I will fight at his side!"

It was Violent Terror, you had noticed her before at some of the meetings between the gods, and found her staring. You didn't feel anything that you would call love for her, you would kill her in a heartbeat just like anyone else, but you didn't think she would be a bad candidate for releasing your stress from time to time.

"Soldier." Luna acknowledged her.

"I am sorry my princess but I must fight with him for reasons that I feel you know."

So she felt attraction for you. You were suspicious, that she had these feelings, but this confirmed it. You didn't mind, you had heard her story, and a well trained soldier was always accepted. Especially if they were loyal to you through emotion, instead of pay.

"I feel it is time to cure my brothers itch, what do you think, love?" You ask in a deeper voice than normal, flaming the fire inside her.

"Anything to please you." she said, knowing your power.

"Good, we will give you till the first attack to prepare your forces." You growl.

As you and your new woman, walk out you can imagine the horrified faces of the princesses.