Spike stood there in horror. Deathshead stood there, face down. "It's true. I'm the one who murdered all of those innocent animals…and Junebug," he said. "Why," Spike asked. "It's my curse taking a hold of my soul," Deathshead said. "C-Curse," Spike staggered. "Spike, it's time I told you how I got my symbol… or cutie-mark, whatever you call it," Deathshead said. "All right. Tell me," said Spike.

Deathshead cleared his throat. "It began in Black City," he started. "When I was 7, our elementary class took a trip to an ancient catacomb site called the Whiterune Shrine. The class was at the deepest part of the shrine, and were about to split up into groups. The class bully, Sticks, thought it would be funny to trap me in a coffin made of stone. As I was trying to kick the coffin open, I started to cry. Then, I heard a voice. It said, 'I feel you misery.' I stopped crying. 'Take this gift. You may call it a curse. But truly, it's a gift,' the voice continued. The coffin opened and I stepped out. Sticks saw what happened and said that he would kill me. I looked down and saw a hook and chain. I picked it up as he was running towards me. He swung a punch, but I dodge it. Then, without hesitation, I wrapped the chain around his neck and forced the hook into his throat. Blood starting dripping from the hook onto the floor. To make sure that he was dead, I jumped on one of the pylons holding the ceiling up and pulled on the chain. Finally, I wrapped the chain around the pylon, like a noose. He died 10 seconds later. At that moment, I got my symbol."

Spike stood there in shock and awe. "My curse is unleashed every full moon," Deathshead added. "Yesterday was a full moon. That's what happened," Spike said. "Right. The biggest problem is that the curse can't be lifted unless I die," Deathshead said. "Well, the Blood Moon Festival will be coming up here in 4 days," Spike said. "Wait what! A blood moon? Oh no," said Deathshead. "What's wrong," Spike asked.

"Blood moons make the curse 1,000 times worse. The curse will be at full power if the light of a blood moon shines on me," Deathshead explained. "Are you going to leave Ponyville," Spike asked. "For everyone's safety, yes," Deathshead said sadly. "Hey, Deathshead," called out a voice. "Fluttershy," Deathshead said. "Hi, can I ask you something quickly," she asked. "Sure. What is it," asked Deathshead. "Um…Will you be my date to the Blood Moon Festival Dance. I know it's sudden, but that's what's required to get in," Fluttershy said. The two blushed. "Sure. I'd love to be your date," said Deathshead. She kissed him on the cheek and left. Deathshead's face grew bright red and a smile went across his face.

It was short, however. He turned to Spike. "What the fuck did I just get myself into," Deathshead said.

"It was your choice," said Spike. "I know it is," said Deathshead. "Why don't you just back out," said Spike. "Are you out of your fucking mind? I refuse to back out after what I did to her animals. Plus, I really like her," said Deathshead. "I guess you're right," said Spike. "I suppose we should find you a date, Spike," Deathshead said. "That's true, but who should I ask out," Spike asked. Deathshead gave him a disappointed look and pointed at the Carousel Boutique. "You want me to ask Rarity," Spike asked. "You like her, don't you," Deathshead asked. Spike crossed his arms and said, "Well yeah, but I don't think that-". "Then go and ask her," Deathshead interrupted. Spike sighed long and hard. "Fine," he said.

Spike went over to the Carousel Boutique. Deathshead sighed. "What in the hell am I going to do," he said. He looked at Fluttershy's house. "If the light shines on me, it's all over," Deathshead said. He looked at the sky. "Everyone will die if it shines on me," said Deathshead.

He whispered. "Everyone."