Hey guys here is the next chapter and I still need to know what you think the girl's Soul Aura's should be. Seriously if you just want me to make them up then PM me. But enough of that, on with the story!

Mating season had finally ended thank the gods and I was free to leave my home without the fear of being an unwilling father to some random foal.

When wandering the town though I noticed everypony in a panic and even a few mares crying uncontrollably. I needed to know what was wrong and fast.

I walked over to Sugarcube corner just in time to see run out crying and instantly got angry with whoever did this to my surrogate mother. Whoever they were they were going to pay in blood.

"What's wrong Mom?"

She turned to me and embraced me as she cried out, "someone took Pound and Pumpkin!"

The air just got very cold. Someone foalnapped MY siblings? That is it that motherfucker's soul is mine! He will wish he was in Tartarus when I'm through with him!

"Do you know who it could have been Mom."

"NO! All they left was this!"

She then gave me a slip of paper that said 'Your children will help the cause. You should be honored.' And below the writing was a symbol I was all too familiar with, it was the symbol of the cult of dark magic users.

"Don't worry Mom, I'll bring them back no matter what."

I then disappeared in a swirl of shadow to where my hell-hound Fang was.

I then explained to him the situation and he grew enraged to the point I had to restrain him with my magic before he went on a rampage.

I held out the note to him and said, "I need you to smell the bastard's out Fang and quick. Lives depend on this and I can't bear to be the one to have to guide Pumpkin and Pound's souls to the afterlife."

He took a few sniffs before lowering down so I could get on his back. Then he ran into the shadow of a tree and used his shadow travel abilities to get us to our location.

We arrived at the site of what I could only describe as a gathering of sorts.

There were about a hundred or so cult members judging by the purple cloaks they all wore.

Further up there was a pedestal where a cult member in a black cloak with red trimming stood giving a speech.

"Tonight we will spill the blood of innocents and ascend to a higher plane of power! With their blood we will be unstoppable!"

As the crowd cheered I saw a cult member leading a group of chained fillies and foals.

I spotted Pumpkin and Pound straight away but they weren't the only ones that caught my attention. In the group was also the Applebloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo!

They all looked pretty beat up,probably from trying to fight of their foalnappers.

"Here is the blood that will be spilt tonight! But first I will allow you all to have your 'fun' before the ceremony."

This made my blood boil hotter than the fires of Tartarus. The only thing I hate worse than foelnappers and murderers is fucking pedophiles!

As soon as one of the bastards made a move to grab one of the fillies I was in front of them all with the first bastards head under my hoof with Fang by my side growling so loudly it was more of a roar.

I didn't say anything at first as the cultist stared at me in shock and fear.

I then spoke in tone that told of my untold hate for the scum in front of me, "you bastards. It wasn't bad enough for you to want to kill them but you wanted to do that TO THEM! YOUR SOULS ARE MINE! I WILL MAKE ALL OF YOU SUFFER!"

I didn't even realize I had started using my demonic voice nor did I care.

But apparently one of the stupid members thought to charge me. Using the hoof that wasn't still on top of the severed head of the pony I killed I thrusted forward into the bastards mouth and out the back of his head and then promptly pulled up and ripped the head off with it still on my hoof.

The others stood in horror at my brutality but I actually had a smile on my face as I relished in the fear and death I was causing.

I tossed the head on my hoof to the side and crushed the head under my other hoof into a pulp before turning to Fang and simple said the one word that would make this the sight of the largest bloodbath in history, "KILL."

Fang then went to work on tearing the bastards apart as I calmly walked towards the head cultist who couldn't move due to the fear he felt.

I stopped right in front of the insect still hearing the screams of the others behind me as Fang unleashed holy hell upon them without mercy.

"Pl-please. H-ha-have me-mer-mercy," he groveled.

Baring my teeth in disgust I growled out, "I have no mercy."

I then grabbed him and began to use my dark magic to break every bone in his body at least three times over. But I didn't stop there, I then began to literally melt his bones while they were inside him making him scream in agony. Normally a pony would pass out from the pain but my dark magic was keeping him awake. I wanted him to feel all of it.

He was now nothing but a pile of flesh on the ground but he was still alive and I had one more torture for him that made all the others look like child's play. I made him look into my eyes as I made him experience tortures in his very mind.

His eyes and ears bled profusely as he screamed in both fear and pain. He lasted maybe a minute before his head exploded in a shower of gore.

My expression showed extreme satisfaction at what I had done to the scumbag.

Turning around I saw Fang watching me in satisfaction as all around him were piles of flesh with the only thing telling that the piles were once ponies was the occasional hoof.

I turned my attention to the girls who were unconscious thanks to me. I didn't want to scar them for life at the sight of so much death.

Putting a majority of the fillies on Fangs back I personally carried my surrogate siblings as they snuggled into me chest as they slept.

Looking back at the bloodbath behind me I thought, 'they have gone too far this time. Now it is war. I swear right now on my title as Reaper that I will hunt down and kill every one of these sick fucks if it is the last thing I do.'

After my making my oath to eradicate theses cultist me and Fang headed back to Ponyville to deliver to children back to their families knowing that this was only the first of many slaughters that were sure to come.

Hey a little more violent than my other chapters huh? Remember if you have any idea's on the Girl's Soul Aura's let me know in a PM and review this story. Until then Nicranger out.