"My eyes! They've stabbed out my eyes!" Adomia screamed.

I instantly awoke, fully alert, while this has happened before I knew if I didn't calm him down he would either hurt himself, or other ponies.

"Adomia… wake up." I said as I shook his fiery body, he was twisting and turning in pain, the slits where his eyes of fire should be, now empty. That happens when he sleeps, we've almost gotten back to Ponyville, and we slept in Mors Vicus after Adomia… changed. I remember hearing screaming, and slams against the walls. Bursting into his room, I could see his body lit up, but his eyes weren't, he must've noticed my presence, because he swung at me screaming that I stabbed his eyes out. I received a bruise on the side of my head, and luckily he woke up, probably from my screams.

I prepped up a little shock spell, and let the magical bolts weave in and out of his body, it did the trick once when he was in the hospital, so why not again?

"T-Twilight?" Adomia muttered, "It was another nightmare again wasn't it?"

I nodded, "Yes, but it's alright, you're awake now." I replied warmly.

He sighed and shook his head, "Same dream… but it feels so real… my parents… Luna… everyone I know, just watching as my eyes keep being stabbed out. They just watch, not happy or sad, just a deadpan expression on their faces. Not the worst dream ever, but definitely up there."

I didn't know whether to get closer to him, or leave him be. This new form of his, all fire, not a single piece of the original Adomia left in terms of looks. He acts differently now, and clings onto his cloak more than ever. I fear for him, he has so much thrown on him, I don't know how he is able to cope with it all. But this change, has really affected him, he rarely speaks anymore even I can't get more than a sentence a day. He looks at himself as a monster, and I try to reassure him, but that's not enough.

I got Adomia some water, and watched as he took hunger-filled gulps, I couldn't help but wonder how he was able to drink when his entirety was made of fire, tail, mane, wings, and body, all of it. I also couldn't help but notice how he glows dimly when he's tired, normally he'd be lighting up the tent we were in, but now a candle would give off more light. His mane is back to its medium sized nature, and traditionally covers his left eye hole.

He finished up the last of the water that I brought him, "Thanks, I needed that." He said. With that, he got up out of the tent, and stood on the hill where we were resting.
---
"You sure like the dawn a lot, don't you Adomia?" Destruction asked.

Wow, you're actually up before noon, congratulations! I joked.

"Meh, don't forget, you got to get back to Canterlot ASAP, if you started now you would be there by late afternoon." Destruction explained.

Sounds like a plan.

I still felt the last bits of sleep fade away as Celestia's sun rose, the indicator of a brand new day. Twilight was at my side, but not close to me, and I didn't want her to be. Ever since I had changed, I've tried to separate myself from her, because I know for a fact that we cannot be together.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Twilight started.

I shook my head, "I'm fine thanks" I needed to get away from her, just to clear my mind a bit, "I'm going to take a morning flight session, I should be back in around thirty minutes. After that we're heading out, so you and everypony else should be ready."

I jumped off the hill, and opened my web-like wings. The joys of flying rushed back to me in a wave of nostalgia, from flying with Spitfire, to flying away from Vinyl's Concert. The one thing I considered normal about me, now returned, and I loved every second of it. I wasn't as agile in the air as before, due to my wings being bigger, but I was able to get a lot more air with each beat. It took some time to get used to, but eventually I was doing flips, and some sharp turns. It was a little draining, but the flying caused me to temporarily forget about the nightmares.

"Glad to see you're in your element again." Fluttershy said warmly.

It's good to be back, I replied.

While up in the air, I pondered, why was I chosen to be Destruction's mortal body? Why just a random Pegasus from Cloudsdale? Then my minds flicked to Destruction, how much does he know about me? Why is he so intent on helping the living? Surely as part of death he would like to see the end of this world.

"Indeed, watching the death of so many creatures would fill me with glee. But think about it Adomia, what does death need to actually exist?" He riddled.

It took me a while to come up with an answer, partially because I wasn't paying attention to him, I'm guessing life?

"Yes, while death is permanent and life is fragile, we are complete opposites, but we are stuck in a balance. A balance in which needs to be maintained, and besides, the world is not meant to die off that abruptly. This world will indeed die, but slowly, and in the span of thousands of years. I wait that day with open legs."

Despite being a force of death, his words made sense; I would've thought a force of death would be obsessed with it, just not caring about anything else. But, he reminds me of myself in a way, I feel that we could actually become good friends.

"Heh, well I'm not that sadistic, but it appears you forget I can hear what you think, and the reason you feel that way is because I was with you ever since you were born, so some of my personality slipped into yours when you were born." Destruction explained.

I could hear the sound of a hoof pawing the ground nervously, "Actually, I have been very lonely, and ever since I started to appear to you, I felt happier, due to the fact that I wouldn't be alone anymore, in a way you are sort of like my Fluttershy."

I had to stop flying to take this in, and I realized that we had more in common than I originally thought, both of us were both affected by loneliness, even though I had Twilight and the others, I still felt lonely. I just have never gotten over killing Luna or my parents, while my actual parents never really knew me; they played a key part in my life. I miss Luna more than ever though, the one I would actually call my mother, I could feel sparks coming out of my eyes, just thinking about her. Even though she pushed me, I could tell she had a hard time not accepting me as her son. I remembered one of my first nightmares when I was about eight or so, and after I woke up, crying, she comforted me by just talking to me, assuring everything was alright.

"Did somepony call my name?" Fluttershy interrupted.

At that I started to laugh lightly, "Way to kill the moment Fluttershy." Destruction replied.

"You were just looking a little down." Fluttershy explained.

"Thanks, but I think me and Adomia here will be fine." Destruction reassured.

"I'll just leave you two to do… whatever you spirits do." I told the two.

I unfolded my wings again, and made for the hill where we were temporarily staying.

When I arrived back, the many tents that were spread throughout the camp were now gone, packed up in bags, and on the Mors Vician's backs. I perched myself on top of a small tree stump and began, "Alright listen up! Today we're heading back to Canterlot to help deal with the cult. If we begin now we should be there by late afternoon, but I know it's just turned dawn, and I'm sure you're all still tired, so I want everypony to fill their bellies because we will only be taking one extra break on the way there. So eat up now, and we'll leave in thirty minutes."

All of them gave signs of agreement, and some opened up their bags to an assortment of grains, fruits, and vegetables. Some ate them raw, while others cooked them using unicorn magic. Personally I munched on two apples; I've found myself liking them more day after day, and I believe it has something to do with my transformation into part of death, almost like a death god or something.
---
We were well on our way, and were at a steady trot. The Pegasus guard that greeted me when I came back in my new form had now taken the place as the leader, his name was Stoddard, trotted to the right of me, and looked like something was on his mind.

"Something wrong?" I asked him.

"Nothing at all Adomia, but… I'd never thought that a small cult could cause all this trouble." He told me.

"Oh you'd be surprised," I said with a laugh, "This cult isn't something to be trifled with, but their leader is the one I would fear the most. His name is Nightbane, and he was Luna's right hoof pony before she died, I'm not too sure about the cult's past before this, I do know they were around, but in way smaller numbers and they didn't do anything illegal. But Nightbane changed it, and turned it into savage, group of killer ponies with the intent of exacting revenge for the death of Luna."

Stoddard looked down at the ground thinking of what to say, "Well… have you thought that maybe they aren't following him for revenge, but instead following him because they fear of what he might do?"

That never even crossed my thoughts, and I furrowed my flaming brow when I dwelled on it.
"Hmm… you could be right, but do you mind leaving me alone with my thoughts?"

He nodded his head quickly, "Of course sir." He rejoined his own set of dark-steeled soldiers.
---
We finally arrived out of the forest where Applejack got Rootbite, and the beginning of our journey. I finally caught a glimpse of Canterlot. However my worst fears had come true… The mountain in which Celestia's castle stood… was now in rubble.

"No… no…" I heard Twilight say, I turned around to see her on the ground, huddled in sadness. I couldn't believe that an iconic part of Equestria now lay in ruins before us.

"Rainbow, I want you to get everypony back to Ponyville, Turncoat would most likely be there should Canterlot fall." I told her.

She nodded her head, "Alright everypony listen up! We're moving out!" She announced to the group.

I trotted over to Twilight, who looked like she was trying to stay safe by curling up, as if that would keep the realization away. "Twilight get up." I told her softly.

She opened her eyes, and looked up at mine, "Come on, we need to get to Canterlot, Celestia is alive Twilight, I know it, she's probably in Ponyville right now with the rest of the guard."

These words seemed to have calmed her down, and she regained her footing, "R-r-right," She stuttered.

"Do you have enough energy to teleport us?" I asked her.

She thought about it for a second, and nodded her head, "I can only get us so close though, we'll probably end up outside the castle."

Looking over on the hillside, I realized the distance we would travel, I could only guess around fifty or sixty miles away. "You sure you can do this?" I questioned her.

"Yes, I know I can." She told me, determination igniting her voice.

With that, she closed her eyes in concentration, and strands of purple magic started to swirl around her horn. When her entire horn was covered, she released, and I could feel a sphere swirl around us, and blink out of existence.

Trying to describe the feeling of teleporting is like trying to explain why the earth is round. It just can't be done, but imagine having every single atom in your body, twist, turn, shrink, and grow all at the same time, all while in complete darkness. That's teleportation in a nutshell, at least in my opinion.

After those seconds of limbo, we reappeared outside the ruined capital. The streets were ravaged, many home were either torn or on fire. Corpses of cult members and guards flooded the streets, but I could feel this… residue around us. I didn't need to be an expert in magic to know that some outside force was used here.

We proceeded carefully, and eventually ended up at the destroyed castle. Twilight tried to rush in, but my foreleg stopped her, "We don't know if any cult members are here." I whispered to her.

I went in first, scanning for any abnormalities. There must've been a large battle here, because black burn marks littered the walls, around ten or more cult members' corpse littered the ground. This place… It's hard to imagine that a month ago I came to receive a contract to save the Wonderbolts. I scanned the entire area; the second floor was obliterated, so there wasn't a lot left.

Me and Twilight entered the throne room. The glass windows were shattered, and the pieces littered the floor. I felt Twilight get closer to me, she was just about as afraid as I was.

I could see a huddled mass of white coat near the throne; I couldn't bring myself to believe that it was who I thought it was.

"Celestia!" Twilight called out, and before I knew what was going on she whizzed past me, and turned Celestia over.

I trotted up to her, and thankfully she was still alive, but barely. Her soul was starting to be separated, for my reaping. Her eyes went wide when she saw me and Twilight, but relaxed after she realized who we were, "Looks… like… you made… it to… Mors Vicus." After a fit of coughing up blood, which was a golden color she continued, "Sorry… but… I knew I… would die soon…"

"Don't say that!" Twilight screamed in reply, "Come on! We can still get you to Ponyville you're going to get better!"

"Twilight… my prized pupil… I'm surprised… you're acting so… illogically… I mean… look at me…" Celestia weakly replied.
Now that she mentioned it, I could see many stab wounds, and burn marks throughout her large body, her left hind leg stuck at a weird angle, and the smell of blood filled the air.

"I don't think… I'm going to be… living from this…"

Twilight looked away, and I could hear her sobbing, I wanted to comfort her, but couldn't find a way, my touch would start burning her. Even though I wanted to feel her embrace, my own body heat would cause her to burst into flames, even if she was using magic.

"Adomia… listen to me…" Celestia said, I turned my head back around. "I apologize… for thinking we could… win this without you… Nightbane himself… came here… he is… a much stronger pony… than I… He has become… Darkness… another fourth… of death… I sent my… guards to hunt you… because I didn't want… to face destiny… I thought… if I tried hard enough… I would win… how wrong I was…"

"Hey, don't beat yourself up to much Celestia, I forgive you, I would've made the same decision had this fallen onto my shoulders." I told her.

She laughed weakly, another fit of coughing, "Adomia… I need you… to do something…"

"What is it?"

"I need you… to recover… Luna's body…"

I flinched at the request, recovering Luna's body was the last thing on my mind, and I was more focused on stopping Nightbane. "Why do you want me to get her body back?"

"Please Adomia… I don't have much time… just get her body… back and take… her horn from… her head… like you did… with Trixie."

I was still confused on why I should do this, but who am I to ignore the orders of a dying Celestia, "Ok, anything else?" I asked her.

She nodded her head, "Take mine… as well… you'll know… what to do with… these when… the time is right."

I reluctantly put my hoof on her long horn; I could feel a flicker of magic tingling in it. "She doesn't have much time left, roughly forty seconds." Destruction told me.

I allowed my inner fire seep through my hoof, and had it fill each swirl, with one quick tug it came apart, the godly horn of Celestia herself, a horn that has stood for more than a thousand years. Now in my hoof, I could feel the magic even more now, attempting to find a new host. As if it had a mind of its own, when it realized I wasn't a unicorn it stopped feeding energy.

"Twilight… come here…" Celestia choked out.

I was keeping an internal timer going, she had roughly twenty seconds before her death. Twilight turned around, her eyes red, tears staining her cheeks, "My prized pupil… I'm sorry it has to… end like this… But… I need you… to take on… my role… you need… to become…. The princess of Equestria…"

"WHAT!" both me and Fluttershy thought at the same time, "But Celestia I couldn't… I'm not even an alicorn..." Twilight muttered.

"Maybe not yet… but… I've trained you… to carry on… my duty incase… something like this happens… I knew there… was something special about… you ever since… the day when you earned your Cutie Mark… A pony of… unbelievable magic… destined for greatness…"

I had an internal clock going in my head, she had roughly ten seconds before death claimed her, "There's a room… untouched by the battle… If you use a… basic detection spell… you will find it… when inside… sleep… there you will… receive my blessing..."

Five seconds… "Goodbye Twilight… apprentice of… l...i...f...e."

With that final statement, the ruler of Equestria exhausted her final breath, her eyes slowly closed, and she slumped. I looked over at Twilight who looked back at me, and I realized that she was now experiencing a degree of my pain. Almost instinctively, I wrapped her in an embrace; I knew that I could cling on to her for around ten seconds before the heat got to her. Those seconds lasted an eternity, as I poured all my feelings into her, trying to help her cope.

I broke away from her, and right on time, her coat was burned a little, and she was starting to sweat, but otherwise ok. I held up Celestia's horn again, it had a faint glow in the moonlight, "You'll know when to use this when the time is right." Those were Celestia's words to me, befuddling to say the least, and the words stung my mind as I placed it in a built in pouch on my cloak

I slung Celestia's corpse over my shoulder, "Come on… I think we need to get back to Ponyville Twilight."

I nudged her to follow, and after a few seconds of standing there she complied, and we took a slow trot back to the last place we called home.
---
It was still night by the time we got back to Ponyville, and I could see that it was converted to a town of war. Many wooden barricades were nailed in the windows of basic homes; some higher ones were converted into towers. Lines and lines of spears stuck out around the border, clouds also cluttered around the town, including a cloud about half the size of Ponyville hanging right above.

"You two, stop!" A voice rang.

Looking around for a few seconds I could see who the voice belonged too, a mare, my size, Pegasus, crossbow latched on her back, more advanced guard armor on, which included a helmet, steel shoulder pads, most of her body covered steel. She was slowly trotting towards us, more guards following.

When she got a certain distance, she halted the other guards and trotted forward to greet us, alone.

She looked at Twilight, and her eyes widened slightly as she recognized who she was, "Oh… my apologies Twilight Sparkle, you may enter of course."

I watched as she reluctantly moved forward, when she met with the mare guard she looked back at me, and I nodded my head. As if to say, "Go on without me."

Even though I glowed almost constantly, it was still tough to see my face and actual body, due to the nature of my jet-black cloak.

The guard saw the corpse of Celestia on my back, and now she was really shocked, "C-celestia… is she…?"

I slowly nodded my head, "She was slain by cult members, and Canterlot has fallen. I wasn't there; my troops arrived when the battle already took place."

"So… you're Adomia the Destroyer… right?" she questioned in reply.

"Yes, I need to speak to Turncoat." I told her.

"General Turncoat has set his base up in your home, however… he was in the fight for Canterlot, and took some injuries. A unicorn volunteered to take care of him… I believe her name was Rarity. She has become a temporary medic, quite a knack for healing if I say so myself." The guard explained.

Good to see everypony made it. I thought, "Ok, I'll go speak to him later, but I think we have a princess to honor."
---
Inside Ponyville, all of us are huddled at the town square. Guards, Civilians, anypony really, Celestia's body is placed on a wooden platform. I kept a flicker of flame going on my right hoof, ready to consume the wooden platform and the corpse on it.

"Everypony listen up!" I let a small wave of fire spring from my body to grab their attention.

"We've all witnessed a terrible tragedy, Canterlot has fallen to the cult, and our beloved Celestia has fallen. However-"

"Get off the stage you monster!" A mare screamed at me, only the ring of guards kept her back from jumping on me.

"Ah yes, you note my appearance," I proceeded calmly, "Fine then, if you can recognize my voice, then you'll know me as Adomia Fetter. However I have a separate title, many of you ponies called me Kuriokaze, or the Black Wind."

Gasps were heard throughout the crowd, and mumbles of uncertainty left out of their mouths, "As you can see, I've changed, drastically. My old body is now sitting on a cold stone floor, miles away from here. What you see now is my true form, one that has been dormant inside me, festering until it reached a boiling point. I am now also one fourth of Death, Destruction to be exact."

More mumbles, and I knew they weren't going to get it. The sight of me was clearly something you didn't see in a lifetime, "I digress, Celestia ruled for a thousand years, but like all things in life it must end. But we're not hopeless, in her final words she told Twilight Sparkle to take her role, and before any of you say anything. I will not hesitate to burn you into a crisp."

All of the ponies now backed up a few feet, "Woo! Go dictatorship!" Destruction sung. Twilight stepped up onto the platform, and I stepped aside.

She whispered in my ear, "Well… I really don't know what to say… normally I would've prepared a speech like this, with hours of rehearsing, but I guess I'll have to wing it, won't I?"

I gave a quick nod and she let out a sigh of nervousness, "Uh… Hi everypony." She started, "I-I know things are looking bad… but…" She looked at me, and saw Celestia's horn dimly glowing, I saw a spark light up her eyes, and she knew what she had to say. "But we now have a new mission, we have Adomia now, and he's the one who will fight Nightbane. As you can see, he's changed dramatically. Nightbane has as well, Celestia told us when she was dying that Nightbane had changed into Darkness, or in simpler terms, has become Nightmare Moon times twenty, roughly speaking. Now Adomia is the only one who can compete with him, all we can do is keep his cultists at bay. Do I make myself clear?"

Nods, salutes, and whoops went throughout all the ponies there, and I looked at her with satisfaction, Perfect, couldn't of said it better myself.

With that, I released the fire building in my hoof, allowing the flames to slowly build until it consumed the wooden platform, but before Celestia's body could burn I burned a hole large enough for the corpse to slip through. The other ponies didn't see a thing, so they thought our leader had burned in the fire, when in reality I will bury her in the royal graveyard. "Don't you think the cult will take her body as well?" Destruction asked.

Not really, unless they want a zony Celestia stumbling around. I replied.

I slipped into the fire and managed to slip away with the body back to my place which was in a deeper part of Ponyville.

I placed her body in my cellar, I would bury her later. When I emerged, I could hear the sounds of two ponies talking, sticking my fiery ear up to floor board (I was hovering by the way); I could make out what they were saying.

"What if you had died!? What would we have done then!?" A feminine voice shouted.

"Calm down… I'm fine now, just need a little bit more bed rest, and I'll be back on the field in a few days. Besides, Adomia is back, this will make our lives much easier."

I recognized this voice, it was Turncoat, leader of Celestia's guard, a good friend of mine, Does he really have that much faith in me? I questioned.

I slowly tip hoofed my way up the stairs, to listen in more on the conversation. "I know you trust him a lot Turncoat, but I still don't, I'm aware he was tricked into killing Luna, and has been working with Celestia, but you can't hide an evil aura." The mare explained.

"Did you sense any evil in him?" Turncoat asked.

"Well… no… what he is doing now isn't evil, but I fear-" She stopped when she heard the door opening.

I stepped into the room, and flung my hood back, "Heh, good to see you're still alive Turncoat. Rarity fixing you up good?"

At the sound of her name, Turncoat developed a slight pink blush on his cheeks, "Adomia, still haven't changed a bit… at least on the inside." He replied sarcastically.

I looked at the side of his bed, and saw Cheerilee Justus standing there. "You again!" I exclaimed.

"Same goes to you." She calmly replied.

I let out a sigh, "Should've known, the only pony that can sense evil is you. Have you come to slay me, as your goody-two hooves code says?" I spat.

"My code forces me to do whatever is morally correct; killing you out of the blue would be against it. Besides," she turned her head away, "I would want more of a challenge."

I huffed a little in anger at her claim, Is she seriously challenging me!?

"Oh, and you can thank me for getting everypony out of Canterlot. At least I don't go off and chase after their desires." She shook her head, "Assassins, why did have to be an assassin?" she muttered.

I flared internally, filling the room with a bright glow for a second, "Speaking of which, you do know she's dead right?" I stated, working hard to restrain myself from causing her to 'accidentally' combust into flames.

"I could tell, since we are both connected loosely."

Turncoat decided to speak up, "I hate to interrupt, but Adomia, What are you?"

"Just calm down Adomia, Cheerilee just doesn't approve of what you did, however she doesn't know you've had a severe case of internal strife, just explain that too her and she might warm up a little." Fluttershy suggested.

I let the light in me die back down to normal levels, and Cheerliee started "To answer your question Turncoat, he is the mortal shell of Destruction, one fourth of Death. Much like how Nightbane is now Darkness, another fourth, however," She eyed my body, scanning my new form, "He appears to be in complete control over it, how is that even possible with such a weak spirit?"

Oh you are so asking for it!

"Actually the better question is, what's stopping him?"

"Nothing, because he wants to save this earth along with the rest of us." I stated bluntly.

"That's crazy talk!" Cheerlie exclaimed.

"No… it's not, it's logical thinking, something that an assassin perfects, while a paladin just follows blindly."

"Yeah… you REALLY thought logically when you killed Fluttershy for almost no reason." Cheerilee sarcastically replied.

Now that was the last straw, I've helped Equestria so many times, yet the one time I kill an innocent I'm forever remembered as the serial killer! I flung my cloak onto the floor, and before she could react I was on top of her, fiery blade extended far enough to reach her throat, "Don't you EVER bring that up! That holds no merit anymore!"

She pushed me right off like I was nothing, I was a little surprised at her strength as I landed back onto my hooves, she proceeded right past me and stopped at the doorway, "I'll see you on the battlefield… assassin." She then closed the door, and I didn't speak until I couldn't hear her hoofsteps.

"Mares… I'll never understand them." I muttered.

That got a good natured laugh from Turncoat, "You and me both, so Adomia, how come you got the upgrade?" He joked.

"I've had a pretty crappy life so far, looks like the universe is paying up for it." I replied with a laugh.

"I appreciate the extra troops; we've needed more these days. Their very well trained, better than most of our veteran guards." He sighed, "The cult has gotten bigger, last time we checked we saw around a hundred ponies, but now… There's around five hundred. Also, they've been using dark elementals as extra troops." This doesn't sound too good. I thought, "Could you care to explain?"

It took around an hour, but Turncoat explained that the cult members have been using dark elementals as extra troops, hellish creatures, they feel no pain, and they know no limit. All they want to do is kill. They are far tougher than a normal pony, and even will collapse when injured enough, causing an explosion capable of wiping out five to six ponies if they are not careful. He guessed that Nightbane is summoning them from somewhere, and I was thinking the same thing. Seeing as how I can now control fire in ways no pony has seen, and based off of Destruction's description of Darkness, it appears that Nightbane can control more than just ponies minds.

I could tell he was tired when he finished, it was in his eyes, "Alright Turncoat that's enough, you just get some rest." Then I remembered his infatuation with Rarity, "Oh, and go easy on Rarity will ya? She's a delicate one."

The blush on his cheeks spread through his face, and turned a scarlet red color, "That obvious huh?" he asked.

I nodded my head, "You know she probably likes you too right?"

That got his attention; the sleep now temporarily held back, "Are you kidding? I doubt it, she seems so high class, and she probably doesn't have time for… just an Earth Pony like me."

Now that got a laugh out of me, "Yes she's very classy, but you know mare's they love a stallion in uniform. Also, you're the leader of this army! How could she not fall for you? For the love of the deceased Celestia she personally volunteered to take care of you, now that just reeks of infatuation."

Turncoat shook his head, with a good natured smile on his face, "I'd never thought I would be getting love advice from a part of death, let alone an assassin who only worked by himself for most of his life."

"Well, I'm not completely anti-social." I told him, but something struck my mind, "What I don't understand is this, it takes around sixteen hours to get to Mors Vicus, so my question is this… How long have I been gone Turncoat?"

His expression changed more to a depressed state, "You've been missing for two weeks, we thought you died."

My jaw drop, What! How is that even possible!?

"Sorry to inform you now, but even though there are separate parts of Death, we each possess bits of our own powers, and due to my presence there. I… might've put Mors Vicus in a temporal flux, causing time to move faster there." Destruction explained.

I noticed that my jaw seemed like it was hitting the floor, and brought it back up, Well that's just inconvenient now isn't it?

"Turncoat, I'm going to call it a night, I haven't had too much sleep." I quickly made up.

I turned and left the injured general to sleep, and quickly made myself a warm, savory, delicious, Apple Turnover before crashing on my couch, and taking a well deserved rest.
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*The next day*

"Adomia, that's extremely sexist!" Rainbow Dash hollered at me.

"No, it's not, I'm not saying you five are incapable of defending yourselves, you proved that when we fought Luna, but you are way too important to be simple field soldiers. You should stay here, and help anyway you can, but leave the fighting to me and the soldiers, it's our job to die." I explained calmly.

The soldiers were leaving, and I was the last to leave the safety of Ponyville, I wouldn't be the first line, but the final. We decided that morning, that our forces will work on taking down as many as possible before casualties get to high, and leave the rest for me. Our target was the cult general, Tulias, he stays back, insistent on killing ponies from afar with a two – hoofer crossbow.

"The plans have already been made, there's nothing we can do now." I turned my back on my friends, "Don't worry, I die hard."

Twilight gave me a quick surprised hug that lasted for two seconds, "You better come back…"

When she broke away, I looked at her to see that she had started to burn… all because of my overheated body, and the fact I wasn't expecting it so I burned her more than usual. She attempted to hide the pain, but failed at doing so, I could see it in her eyes. I didn't even respond, I just trotted slowly with the other troops, out the north, to a battle I've been itching to fight in.
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I watched on a cliff with a unicorn that sent telepathic messages to the troops deciding what to do. The carnage was unbelievable, ponies everywhere getting stabbed, slashed, set on fire, killed in any way possible. Blood was starting to soak the ground, and my more sadistic side was reveling in it, I just wanted to jump in there, and use my power to its full extent. Slowly watch as ponies, friends or foes, die around me. Even though I regret what I did to Fluttershy, I always did enjoy the killing, the adrenaline, watching as they took their final breaths it gave you a sense of superiority and power.

While the Unicorns and Earth Ponies fought on the ground, the same amount of heat was in the air as well. Peagasi fighting other pegasi, some of them standing on a cloud and sniping down below, others using other convoluted weapons that produced a loud bang sound, I've never heard anything quite like it. The only one who wasn't using a ranged weapon was Stoddard, and I watched has he chopped away at ponies left and right, whether in the air or on the ground.

I was surveying the area, for any spots that could use my support when I saw a flare of light to the left. Looking over, I saw Cheeriliee taking on twenty or more cult members, combined with dark elementals. My eyes went wide as her sword transformed into a glaive with chain, and she started to swing it around, slicing anypony who would dare get close. Her combat skills were amazing, and the amount of light she was giving off I could feel from here. But… her energy was going down quickly; she entered what you would call an overdrive state, if she doesn't kill all of them… I was afraid she would die herself.

I started to fly towards her, and it would take around thirty seconds before I would reach her, but by the time I reached around the fifteen second mark, she had already killed all the elementals, and cultists. However… she was collapsed on the ground, and wasn't moving.

If that wasn't bad enough, a cultist looked out, and was preparing to kill the paladin, and I wouldn't be able to stop him!

Right about he took the stab, he flew away from her, and I reached the ground, looking over at the cultist I could see a small metal object etched into his bloody, deceased, head.

"Told ya I'd help you." A western voice whispered.

The voice reminded me of Applejack, but it was too masculine, but not low enough to be Big Mac. Turning around I could see a yellow colt, with a cowpony hat on top of his simple auburn hair, and he had the same color of eyes as Applejack.

Another pony also stepped out, this one I knew a little bit; it was Berry Punch, the one I swore never to have another drinking contest with again.

I could see more cultists headed our way, and I stepped closer to the knocked out Cheerliee, "You two!" I barked, "Make sure she gets behind lines again, I'll hold them off."

I could hear the galloping of hooves as the two left the battlefield for the forest nearby with Cheeriliee, Now time for me to have some fun.

We decided a signal to fall back would be a flare, and with my foreleg raised released a ball of light into the air, signaling a retreat.

Our troops trotted backwards, making sure that everypony on our side was safe. When they successfully made their way off the battlefield, I began my little slaughter.

I decided to burn off the four cultists heading toward me with just a flash of my eyes. I didn't watch them burn, but instead took flight, I managed to see that we had taken out roughly three hundred cultists, and now it was my job to take out the other two hundred.

"It's Destruction! Everypony retreat!" I heard the cult general, Tullias, order his troops.

Oh no, I've waited too long for this. I thought maliciously.

Mustering up most of my strength I released it through the ground, creating pillars of flame, cooking alive anypony who was unfortunate enough to stand in it. The screams of agony was music to my ears.

Summoning my bow, I surged more power into it, releasing a barrage of bolts spreading in all directions.

They weren't even fighting back! They were so bent on retreating, that they didn't even care how much they lost, this was going to be a piece of cake!

Looking farther away I could see the general galloping for his life, but with a perfectly aimed shot I nailed a bolt into his head, knocking out a huge member of the cult, permanently.

I was feeling a bit weaker, and decided to land on the ground, save as much energy as I possibly can. Feeling some energy return to me, I summoned small balls of light to my hooves, four in all, but these weren't flares. Throwing them past the retreating cult, the embedded into the ground, I stood there and waited for that delicious explosion to happen.

Happen it did, when they realized there was a bomb of fire waiting for them, it was too late they were set off, and almost all of them were engulfed in the destructive flames.

I wanted to keep going, I wanted to kill everypony! I didn't care who it was all I wanted to do was kill! Whether by fire or a slice of a blade, I wanted to hear their screams, to feel their blood, to stand over their lifeless corpse as I- "Adomia! Don't lose yourself!" Fluttershy screamed, disrupting my thoughts.

That knocked my sanity back into place, and I realized I let myself get a bit too carried away, I let the other members leave, only around seventy to seventy five left, spare their lives for now. I turned my back on the battlefield, and slowly and chillantly trotted off.
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I really didn't know what to expect when I got back, but when the adrenaline faded I felt like I held a train up with my hooves for four hours, my muscles ached… wait… I'm made of fire… Do I even have muscles?

"Yes." Destruction answered.

My breathing became quicker and shallower; all I wanted to do was go to sleep really. When I entered the town I was greeted with dead silence, and I knew why.

While we may have taken out major members of the cult, we never wanted this war to begin with. I realized everypony in here was all feeling sorrow for the souls who died, whether cultist or soldier. I was used to small amounts of murder, but this was just a slaughter, and it was completely pointless.

I felt anger at myself, how could I have let myself get so carried away! I probably killed so many who didn't deserve it! Even if they did enter the cult, that isn't a crime in itself! I let myself forget every code of conduct that made me an assassin. I had a hard time believing I was one anymore.

"Just go get some rest Adomia, you did well today." Destruction told me, with what was supposed to be a soothing tone, but just sounded awkward. But he was right; a nice night of rest would be good for me.

Twilight was giving a speech on how well we did, and how close this fight is going to end soon. I listened until she started to speak about me. I turned around and made way for my small home.

I was about to open the door, but something felt… amiss… I couldn't explain it, but my gut told me to go in quietly. So I did, and as I slowly tip-hoofed up to the second floor, and I could hear the sound of two ponies talking, "There, that should do it, now let's see if we can get you on your hooves." I instantly recognized the mare speaking. Rarity must be testing out Turncoat's injuries, I concluded.

"This could get quite interesting, wouldn't you say?" Destruction popped in.

Oh yes… yes indeed. I agreed as a devious smirk spread onto my face.

I arrived outside my room, and silently opened the door a crack. Inside I could see Turncoat standing up with the support of Rarity. "You know… it's awfully kind of you to help out an old soldier like me." He said.

I could tell by his stance he was in pain, and Rarity could see it too. She lowered him into a chair on the other side of the room, "Well, you actually look quite… handsome for being an old soldier."

Then the two did what I was waiting for, Rarity placed her hooves on the arms of the chairs, putting her on top of Turncoat as she lowered her head in for a kiss.

And kiss they did, it was a full make-out session between the two! I just sat there admiring them, and was happy to see two of my friends find love in their life. But like all things in life… it has to end… so why not end it, Adomia Fetter style!

Instead of opening the door really loud, I calmly just pushed it open, and as I was halfway across the room Turncoat opened his eyes to see me with a smirk on my face. His lustful expression was replaced with shock, and I said to the two, "I'm fine with you two hanging out in here, but please keep it down." I jumped onto my bed, "I need to grab some sleep."

To be continued…

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