Spirit could feel the world slipping from him as he fell into an abyss that seemed to darken, and grow hotter as he dropped deeper into the seemingly endless pit. Spirit couldn't recall what happened. He remembered seeing Chrysalis, and appeared inside this pit. Spirit could not tell where he was facing. Was he facing upwards, or downwards? Where was the wind? What had brought him to this life of hardship? All of these questions, are ones that he could not answer. Spirit than began to feel a sensation, not one of relief of fear, anger, happiness, or sadness. What he felt was tranquility. Spirit then saw what appeared to be red, but as he got closer he saw gold, black, and brown. Before he knew it, he slammed into what he assumed was the ground. When he lifted his head, he saw a large, bulky pony with a book in front of him.

"Name." He said in a deep and raspy voice. Spirit only stood and kept silent.

"Why?" He asked.

"NAME. NOW." The pony said in an angry voice. Spirit saw no reason to keep questioning.

"Brawny Spirit." He stated simply. The giant pony narrowed his eyes and leaned forward. He chuckled to himself and sat back. He took a pen in his mouth, since he was an "Earth Pony", and wrote something down in his book.

"Brawny Spirit. He will be sent to Hell. Do you have a question?" He asked. Spirit was actually surprised, yet at the same time, he wasn't.

"Why will I be sent to Hell? What will happen to me there? What will I be able to eat?" Spirit asked. The last question made the pony chuckle, but he regained composure quickly.

"You are going there because you only killed for the pleasure of it. You didn't do it for anypony else. You will either eat nothing or you will eat the limbs of other ponies in Hell. Lord Beelzebub will think of something for you. Goodbye." Before Spirit could ask anything else, the pony slammed his hoof into his desk, and Spirit continued to fall. He could feel the temperature rising, and it was beginning to bother him. Spirit decided to use his powers to speed things up. His energy blasted out of his body and shot him down into the red-hot ground that was unfortunately very close to him. Spirit didn't seem to care, he just got up, brushed himself off, and continued to walk. He looked around to see zombie ponies, skeletons, and a colossal red pony with two horns sticking out of his head. His cutie mark was a pitchfork engulfed in fire. He had a tail with spikes at the tip and a toothy grin. Before Spirit could leave, the giant looked over at him and smiled. It got up from it's throne and walked over to Spirit.

"So, are you that 'Brawny Spirit' fellow I just got word of?" He asked in an unbelievably deep voice. Spirit felt himself shrinking under his gaze, but tried to stay calm.

"Yes, I am." He responded. The blood red giant looked down at him and grinned. He slowly began to shrink and eventually reached Spirit's size. His toothy grin was gone, and only a small grin with pointed teeth sat in it's place.

"Well, I just want to show you around." He said in a much different tone.

Hell

Spirit followed the pony as it began to point out everything that happened. He pointed to a Minotaur in a suit, a Cyclops taking care of rags from dead ponies. There was a centaur that immediately started to drag them to a street literally made out of bones after Spirit and the red pony got on the chariot.Then Spirit was chased by dozens of zombies and skeletons while next to a river made of fire. The red pony began to sing and chant about what he was and what he had. Spirit thought he could hear somepony in the background getting hurt, but ignored it. He whistled and had a giant three headed dog jump up to him, then his bed appeared and disappeared. Next he threw Spirit into a a Jacuzzi that had blood instead of water. Then he saw three snake-like ponies rise from the blood, but Spirit quickly left before looking at them because he knew what they were. As the red pony finished his song, he stopped and asked Spirit a question.

"So, what do you think?" He asked with a devious tone. Spirit looked around again and back to the red pony.

"I think the brochure lied to me." He joked. The pony before him began to laugh.

"Finally! Somepony with a sense of humor! I already like you, kid. I would take off maybe three thousand years of torment off of your time here, but you won't go through any." Spirit stopped smiling at his small joke and replaced his face of relaxation with curiosity.

"What? Why?" He asked.

"Death wants to talk to you." The pony began to walk away, and Brawny Spirit followed. Hell only showed him the damned, the greedy, the evil, the malicious, and the worst of the worst. Despite what he went through, Spirit felt shaken by everything around him. As they made their way to what seemed like an arena, Spirit looked at the crowd. He noticed who they were. The were the ponies, griffins, and changelings he had killed. They all looked to him and yelled. They mocked him, threw things at him, cursed at him. Then seven ponies jumped out of the crowd.

"Well, look who finally died." A unicorn said. They all walked up to him, and surrounded him.

"So, you must be the criminals that I killed. How are things going for you now that you're in Hell?" Spirit asked, only to mock them. The unicorn threw a hoof strike at Brawny. When his hoof made contact with his face, it broke. Not just the hoof, but his entire foreleg. The unicorn fell to the ground and yelled in pain. Spirit walked straight forward and crushed the unicorn's head with his hoof while walking by. The other ponies jumped back in shock. The griffins and changelings all jumped for him, but Spirit moved so swiftly that he killed most of them before they even touched the ground. He left the others alone, and only ripped the others apart to set an example. When the remaining ponies, griffins and changelings saw what had happened, they all ran. When Spirit turned around, he saw a pony skeleton of a pegasus in a black rob holding a scythe. He was rubbing his chin, as if trying to analyze what he just saw.

"Lord Beelzebub, is this the one?" Death asked while gesturing to Spirit. Spirit turned to the red pony who was apparently this "Lord Beelzebub" that he had heard of.

"Yes, he is indeed Brawny Spirit. I will leave you two to talk, and train." Beelzebub said. With that, he just vanished. Spirit turned back to Death who was now growing skin, and flesh. When he generated a full body of flesh and skin, he had a blue coat with a short gray mane and tail. Spirit couldn't see his cutie mark because Death was wearing a robe. Death seemed to be smiling.

"Why're you so happy?" Spirit questioned. Death's smile grew.

"Nothing, I'm just happy to see you again." He said before taking a stance.

"We never met before, and I think I would remember seeing you." Spirit said.

"How about this. If you hit me, then I will explain how I know you. Deal?" Death stared at Spirit. Spirit grinned and nodded slightly. He activated his powers and readied himself. Spirit lunged at Death. who parried his attack with his scythe. Death tried to cut Spirit's gut open, but he just barely missed. Death's smile grew even larger. "This might actually be interesting." Death said before rushing Spirit.

Reunion?

Spirit saw him coming and narrowly dodged, but felt something on his back. As Death flew past Spirit he slashed at him and blasted dark magic at him. Spirit had barely escaped the attack. He raised a barrier and jumped to the side in order to dodge. Spirit shot magic from his hind-legs into the ground and made them into tendrils. The tendrils shot out at Death so they could impale him, but Death sliced through them. Spirit used his tendrils to rip a hole in the ground and sank into it. Death swung, but missed. He looked down and saw a magic blast heading towards him, yet he was still able to dodge. Spirit closed the hole and scanned the room with his magic.

I didn't even think I could do that. Spirit thought to himself. He saw sixteen pillars in the room, and noticed that most of them were already damaged. Spirit smiled and sent his magic into these pillars. Brawny sent himself out of the ground and threw a hoof strike at Death who seemed to dodge it with extreme ease. He flipped back and landed next to some of the pillars. Spirit then shot his magic out of the pillars near Death and grabbed him. Death looked at them in surprise and felt his limbs stretched out and rendered nearly useless. Spirit jumped at him and filled his hind-legs with his Lycan magic. He then smashed into Death with great force, sending him into the ground. Spirit began to rise from the smoke cloud he had kicked up and walked away.

"You really are who I think you are." Death said. Spirit stopped and turned around to see Death walking out of the smoke cloud.

"Oh yeah, our bet. So, will you tell me how you know me now?" Spirit asked. Death chuckled to himself.

"Of course, just follow me and I will explain everything." Death said as he walked off in a random direction. Spirit decided to follow. otherwise he would most likely end up not getting the truth. As they trekked through Hell, Spirit began to see structures that somewhat resembled buildings. Soon, they arrived at a large palace with a gigantic door. It slowly opened, and then they made their way inside. The halls were gold, red and black in color. Each door had some kind of skull in it. Each door seemed to have a different kind of skull. The door leading into the palace was big enough to hold a dragon skull. Death led Brawny up a large stairwell, and they soon came to a door that had no skull in it. The design of this door was much more complex than the others, it had small carvings on the red parts and the black parts bulged out. Death stopped at this door and knocked. Spirit waited a moment, but there was only silence. Spirit was about to ask why he came hear, but then a soothing voice had come from inside of the room that this door protected.

"Hello? Honey, is that you?" It called. Spirit was able to tell that this was a mare just by hearing the voice.

"Yes, Sweetheart, it is me. Can you open the door? I have a very special surprise for you!" Death said. There was a small pause, but then the door unlocked. Just as Spirit thought, the voice had come from a mare. Her mane and tail were a light brown color and her coat was her coat was a perfect tan. Her cutie mark was a a purple fire, which resembled the wisps of mist that Sombra seemed to conjure.

"What is it? What's the surpri-" She stopped abruptly and stared at Spirit. The moment felt like an hour, but then she burst into tears and hugged Spirit. Brawny was taken aback by this, but did not push her away. Instead he mouthed something to Death.

"What is happening?" He asked. Death only laughed and tapped the mare on the shoulder.

"Sweetheart, he doesn't know yet." He said to her. The mare turned to him and blushed.

"Oh! I'm so sorry! P-please, come in!" She said as she wiped the tears away. Spirit walked into the room to see that it was completely different from the rest of the castle. Instead of it being red, gold and black, the colors were blue and orange. The walls were a light blue and the furniture was a standard orange color. This combo made the room look alive, and caused the furniture to really pop out.

This looks nice, to bad nopony will see it... Spirit thought.

"P-p-please, sit down." The mare said. Spirit did so and saw the other her sit next to Death. They both looked at Spirit, and he looked at them. The three of them were silent, then Death spoke.

"Do you know what happened to your family? Did anypony tell you?" He asked. Spirit already felt uncomfortable.

"I don't know, and nopony had ever told me what truly happened." Spirit said with a grim tone of voice.

"Have you ever wondered? What happened to them, I mean..." The mare asked.

"Of course, it was always one of my goals. I just couldn't pursue it because of the war." Spirit said without emotion.

The Truth

"Well, allow me to shed some light on this subject." Death said. "There was once a criminal that went by your name, and his two brothers went by the names of your brothers. He had a purple coat, and a black mane and tail. He was very tall. He had a son at one point, and stopped being a criminal because of it. He went into hiding and never went into public, in fear that somepony would find out who he was. After a long while, the son got married to a beautiful mare. The eldest brother died when your eldest brother was born. They didn't look alike, but they acted the same and had the same name. the second eldest brother died when your second eldest brother was born. Though they acted differently, they looked the same and took the same name. After many years, you mother was expecting a third child. only a few days before your birth, there was an explosion of energy that came from the youngest brother. after three days, your mother was rushed to the hospital to give birth to you.The youngest brother was on the verge of death. he lay in the hospital bed next to your mothers, right before she began giving birth to you. He confessed everything. He confessed that he was the renowned criminal that ponies everywhere refereed to as 'Jack The Ripper'. He said that he had stolen a fragment of King Sombra's magic." Death paused to take a breathe. Spirit was in awe. He had no idea how Death would know what happened to him, but that would come later. Death nudged his wife is if to tell her to continue the story.

"He said that though was to die, he would live on in the newest child of his son. He also mentioned that his brothers had been granted Sombra's powers by the evil king himself. When he finished his confession, he began to chant something. Nopony could tell what he was saying, but when he finished, he died. His body seemed to crumble into dust. Then, the dust vanished. As the last trace of him left, the mare began to give birth. Originally, you were supposed to be a unicorn filly. Yet you came out as an Earth pony colt. The nurses, doctors, and your parents were all shocked. Yet, when you were born, you looked, and acted like him. You also took his name. Like your brothers, though. When they were cleaning you up, you had a look in your eyes. Your brothers did to, the look meant purpose. What you had was different, it was a fear inducing gaze. It said showed many things. Fury, anger, cleverness, and insanity. Just like the first Brawny Spirit." The mare began to choke up again as she went on with the story. Spirit was on the verge of tears as well. Though there was no credible proof this was the truth, he felt that deep down it was the truth. At this point Death saw his wife about to burst into tears, so he took over.

The Truth (second song)

"You were a strong child. You never cried, you never begged for food, you never woke your parents up, and you always ate what you were given. Your brothers felt jealous, and wanted the attention of their parents. One night, they snuck into your room and took you away. They tried to bury you out in the yard, but they didn't count on one thing. For the first time since you had come into the world, you screamed. The parents woke up immediately and raced to the back yard, where they found your brothers trying to bury you. They explained their side of the story, and the parents told them it was wrong and that they were disappointed. The two colts got angry and unintentionally used Sombra's magic. Then, the magic backlash of their magic had killed the parents. You survived thanks to your powers. Your grandfather ended up with more power than his brothers, he had magic three times stronger then their's. With that power in you, you managed to live. Your brothers got scared and ran, later meeting up with Sombra. police and paramedics came by and found you. You fell into a coma, and that is how everything started." Death exhaled, letting go of a breathe that he didn't know he had. Spirit was crying now. He tried to keep a straight face, but all he did was weep silently. The mare was crying as well. Death had one last thing to say. "You have something you want to ask us, don't you?" Spirit looked up, and had been thinking of what to ask when they finished talking about his past.

"What made me so strong that I never cried, never begged for food, and never woke my parents at night?" Spirit asked. Death let a single tear roll, but answered anyway.

"You are the reincarnation of the master criminal Brawny Spirit. The coma must have shaken some of that strength from you, but you are definitely his grandson. His strength, intelligence, and everything else went to you." Death said.

"Why didn't Sombra try to gain control over my mind when I was in a coma?" Spirit asked as his second question.

"He did try." The mare said. "Brawny Spirit the first made a seal that would protect you, but it would make you experience a tragic life so you would become strong, and used to everything."

"How did 'Jack the Ripper' steal so much magic from Sombra?" Spirit asked as he felt more tears trickle down his face and plop onto the cold, red floor.

"He discovered what his brothers did, and thought that he needed to protect you. He learned how to tug magic from another pony, even if they are much stronger than you. He was able to do this without being caught for a short time." Death said. Death and his wife stared at Spirit, and he stared back. He knew they were awaiting one last question. Spirit knew what the question was.

"How..." Spirit mumbled.

"Hmm?" Death had a confused expression on his face.

"How did you know everything, and who are you two!?! How do you know my past?! How can I truly tell if that whole thing was the TRUTH!? Spirit yelled. He hadn't realized he had gotten up from his seat, he also failed to notice that he was breathing quite heavily. The mare flinched at Spirit's sudden outburst and Death seemed to become more protective.

"You want to know how we know everything?" Death asked, almost calming down instantly. "Well, I will tell you. Brawny Spirit, we are your parents." Death said trying to force tears of sheer happiness. Spirit, was crying harder now, but kept strong.

"Can you prove it?" He choked out. "I do think that it would explain why you know this, but I need more proof." Spirit began to cry even harder now. The mare, who was now apparently his mother, stood up and walked to him. Death did the same as well.

"When we fought, I made sure to have your blood tested. I was able to get a sample from your back and teleported it to some other higher ups that are also here. They had sent me the results of comparing you to me, you are our son." Death said as he watched his son crying at his hooves. Spirit began to rise, though. He looked at Death who was now somehow holding a paper. It was the results. Spirit looked them over, and saw that it was the truth. Death was his father, and this mare was his mother. Spirit placed the paper down and faced his parents with teary eyes. He then stepped forward and embraced them in a hug. They were surprised at first, but they soon returned the hug. It felt like it lasted so long, but had only lasted half a minute.

"I'm so happy Mom, Dad. I'm so happy to finally see who you are." Spirit said before releasing them from his loving hold. They then all sat down and comforted each other as they began to calm themselves.

Author's Note

Yeah, I am expecting some more criticism and dislikes. I still hope you liked it though. If you have questions, just post a comment. If you see something in the comments that I said and it doesn't match up with what I say, just say so. However, this is my answer. I decided to change it the original idea. I had planned on something similar to this, but I changed it so that I could add more to Spirit's power and increase the strength of his foes for future fights. Hope you all don't leave hate comments!

P.S. Sorry if I tried to hard with the whole theme of being sad.