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Part 1 Chapter 2: The Ritual.
Recap: A voice rang out in his head, but he was sure he heard it in the real world as well.
"Death... Bringer..." His head moved to the sky, then to the forest.
His mind completely off finding groceries, he began to walk into the Everfree forest.
After walking for a bit, Slash collapsed. His chest ached and he could bear it no longer. Darkness took his vision.
A pinkish-purple mare with a deep velvet mane and tail slowly exited some bushes a couple feet away from where the grey mare had fainted. A small trickle of blood seeped from the center of the scar on his chest.
The blood, as it seeped out, seemed to get darker, until the stream was black, and soon the small puddle that had amounted under it was being tainted by the black blood leaking from the old wound.
The mare smiled, kneeling down by the colt and felt power rush over her as her pelt turned a grey and her hair a deep black. The horn that sat on her forehead twisted and bent backwards, and split into two thinner horns. The tips curved up, glinting and sharp, as though asking for bloodshed. Her cutie-mark of a rose blooming morphed into a rose dripping what seemed like black blood onto a pure white diamond.
She opened her eyes, her sclera had turned black but her irises remained a shocking purple. A wide smile came across her muzzle then, showing rows of pointed teeth.
After fully transforming, she stood up and grabbed Slash's body with her magic and placed him on her back. She was bigger than most ponies, about the size of a horse. Slashes body was not too much weight for her, so she began walking east, through the ever-free forest. After about twenty minutes of walking, she found herself under a dark twisting tree. The earth underneath stung her hooves but she ignored it. Placing Slash under the tree so his chest was exposed, she walked a bit away and began to dig up the ground with her deep purple magic. She soon produced a rusty curved blade from the ground, and once again using her magic, she purified the blade of rust and dirt, leaving it a radiant silver that glinted in the shade of the sun. Once again she began digging. This time she produced a bottle and syringe. She placed them by Slash along with the knife. One last time she began digging at the ground with her hooves. She was more tentative this time, being careful not to break what she was trying to dig up. When she reached it, a small black box, she carefully lifted it from the ground.
She then returned to Slash's side.
"Death Bringer, you have buried the true you so far... So far he can only come out so much, but this," she said levitating the small box, "will take you the rest of the way to letting him out," she set the box down once more after telling his sleeping form what she was going to do. She then loaded the syringe with the contents of the bottle and loaded it right into his heart. Slash's eyes shot open.
"The... Hell!" he said coughing as the contents of the syringe awakened him.
The first thing he observed was he could not move, he was paralyzed And the second was the grey mare hovering over him with purple on black eyes housing so much bloodlust it felt wrong to keep his own eyes locked with them. "Who are...? What are..?" He managed to choke out, through his clenched teeth.
"My name is Immortal Intoxication, to answer the 'who' question, and as for the 'what' question," she raised the blade into the air. "You'll find out shortly."
Slash was helpless as the blade stretched closer to his chest. He closed his eyes, hoping for a miracle.
One never came.
Black blood splattered everywhere when the blade met his chest. He screamed; pain the only thing he knew. Intoxication paused for a second to let her tongue lick some of the blood from her own cheek and smiled, "Your screams are lovely," she said as she leaned close to Slash's ear. She then continued.
Soon enough, Slash had an empty spot in his chest, big enough to fit a rock. She had cut him up a bit more than necessary, but she didn't care really; she saw more bloodshed and more pain than this, mostly caused by her own hooves.
She placed a hoof on the black box opening it careful, so the contents would not fall out. After grabbing it with her magic, she eyed it gingerly and licked her lips. It was a small black gemstone, perfectly cut and crystalline.
It was what her race called an awakening stone.
This was not its 'true purpose' but it would serve perfectly for what she had in mind.
She moved closer to slash, the ground once again burning her hooves.
She knew they had placed pure cross water here, to keep all demons from touching this spot. It was starting to fade now, and she had to do this here, because of the irony and the memory. She smiled and levitated the stone into slashed chest using all of her strength to lodge it in there and make it stay. Slash screamed, his eyes had glazed over in a most of unknowing a while ago. The grey mare figured it would be for the best.
He then began healing the wound on his chest to some degree; so it would hold the stone in his chest.
When she was done, she leaned down and kissed his muzzle. "This will work; I know it. The peaceful life you managed to carve out in all the bloodshed you caused will come crashing down; just you wait." Then she teleported out of there with all the evidence from her little surgery no longer there.
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"Spike, can you get me old texts volume 6?" Twilight said pouring over a set of three books. They were a deep crimson color, all three where volumes of a set, entitled 'demonic tales'
"Sure, Twi."
The purple dragon returned a second later and set the book next to her, as she opened it with her magic.
"Aha! That's what I thought." Twilight said hopping up.
"What?" Spike asked, wondering what Twilight's big eureka moment was.
"These books were so hard to read because they were written in trionic!" She said, flipping through the second and third books.
"And that is?" Asked the baby dragon tiredly.
"You see, the passage start where in this book," she said placing a hoof on the first book, "then continues in this one," she moved her hoof to the second book, "and concludes in this, the final of the three volumes." She finished with a flourish of hoof on the final volume.
Twilight glowed with the happiness of knowing she was right and Spike managed a simple, "Huh."
"So what does it say?"
"I don't know, it's in some code or other language I don't understand."
Spike sighed as he sat down.
"But I am curious, so, Spike take a letter to Princess Celestia." Twilight said looking out the window. A mist clung to all over from the Everfree forest, laying think to the ground.
"Dear Princess Celestia, I have recently come across three books written in trionic, titled 'Demonic Tales' so far I have not been able to translate the text..."
She paused to think and the only thing heard was the scratching of a quill on parchment. "And I was wondering if I could visit the canterlot library to see if I can find any books to reference this text. Your faithful student, Twilight Sparkle."
She finished the message and Spike rolled it up and sent it off to Celestia. She waited for a second before starting to turn away from the window, but when she was about to completely turn away she saw something out of the corner of her eye, a grey and red figure stumbling out of the mist. She squinted to try to make it out. After a bit it was closer, and she recognize what it was.
"Slash!" She said leaving her library in a charge to get to her still stumbling friend.
"Hey Twi," he said before collapsing down at her hooves. Blood coated his front, but no new wounds seemed to be there. She was puzzled but called out to Spike for assistance carrying Slash in. Rain started to pelt down on them, washing some blood from Slash. Spike soon appeared and with Twilight's magic and Spike, they carried the grey Pegasus inside the library.
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Typed on phone, forgive mistakes.