Author's Notes:

If there are any problems within the story, I apologize. For some reason, the story it self was lagging up from all the copy and paste and editing itself x.x big pain

“Thought I forgot about this story, didn’t you? Heh, nope! I have not, just…. Working a very clever ending for it, and I know you all will be quite taken back by it, along with mind blown.” Black Knight leaned back into his chair, smirking quite a bit. “Oh, yes… This Chapter? Well, it is a certain story you all are probably curious about, what happened to a certain pony. Just remember, this Chapter is solely focusing on him, so it’ll seem bunched up but… Well, let us just say it’ll prep you for the Story’s truest end.” He chuckled a bit, giving you a mock salute. “Also? I’m going to be publishing my personal work very soon, I wonder how many of you are really fans of mine? Show your support here (https://www.facebook.com/AydenWulfgarde/?fref=nf) Before you ask, yes… That is quite me, and that is the clean shaven (shut up, I like my mustache and that wasn’t going away).” Once again, he leaned back and relaxed into his chair. “Enjoy the new chapter… I know one of you have been exciting and waiting to see this, sorry for torturing you for so long.” Silver Star waves at you, sitting on top of her Forgefiend while eating a fresh batch of cookies… Ink Script sitting right next to her and waved her hoof at you.

The boutique had closed early today, most believing that it is a really special day for one of Ponyville’s pegasus fillies. If one were to ask Rarity, she would say that it was closed for such an occasion, but she had another agenda that needed to be handled before she actually went to said filly’s party. An agenda she had been putting off for quite some time, since ponies were starting to ask questions about her. They were getting close to finding out her dirty, painful, secret and started to find it harder to hide it. They got close, because she resorted to having to do it all alone before the camera, Sweetie Belle barely having any knowledge of it, but now she had help… A certain stallion, with a secret of his own.

In the very back of Rarity’s Boutique, one could hear the sounds of a whip crack, followed by a moan of both pain and ecstasy. When another cracked, a cultured voice moaned. “M-More! Please, don’t s-stop!” Rarity was tied up, and blindfolded, at one of her devices. The moment a whip-rod struck her flank, she let out another moan, along with a deep gasp… Her, and her partner, had been at this for at least an hour, several red marks appearing on both sides of her flank.

An armored figure moved behind her, placing the whip-rod back on to a table of rather strange, and painful, “toys”. A metal claw slowly stroked the assortment of devices he could use on her, ranging from whips to planks, he had even used his claws a few times before. The entire time he pondered, Rarity waited her pleasure to come, wiggling around in her binds. When some time passed, one of Rarity’s ears popped up and tilted her head, readying to ask a question… But the figure finally spoke, his voice barely above a whisper. “You know… You told me there was another engagement today, and only had time to do this for a short time.” His claws picked up the whip-rod again, slowly stroking the thin shaft, the sharp tips slowly caressing the leather loop end. “Shouldn’t you be handling that, right now?”

Rarity giggled a bit, shaking in her bonds. “Ooooh yes, little Scootaloo’s birthday! I almost forgot, shame on you for putting me in such a haze and forgetting.” She smirked, slightly looking back at the shadowed figured, wiggling a bit more…

Though, the moment she mentioned what the affair turned out to be, and who the filly is, the figure suddenly froze up and gripped the whip-rod’s end extremely tightly! Both of Rarity’s ears popped up, the moment she heard something snap in half. “W-What? Its Scootaloo’s birthday, already!?” He asked, his voice nearly in a somewhat frantic tone. “Could have sworn she had just had it yesterday!” His gaze went to his bound friend, as she giggled.

“Oh, darling… You did come from an alternate dimension, not to mention?” She giggled a bit, shrugging her shoulders. “I hear time melds together rather well to you long lived beings, a year would probably seem like a month to you.” The sounds of shifting around, and panicked whispering, confused the mare a bit, wondering what her friend was doing at the moment. “D-Darling? What in Celestia’s name are you doing? Mommy needs tending to, and she is in the mood for a rather sadistic hunter to do it.”

“She has that little Lighting Blitz, right? The foal, her son?” He asked, more shifting around.

“Yes? Of course she does-… Oh, I almost forgot, you came from a dimension where she didn’t have a son yet, that’s right, forgot.” She giggled a bit, shifting a bit. “The little thing is such a darling! Makes mommy wished her dream would come true, and it is quite a sight… Seeing how well Twilight takes care of the foal for little Scootaloo.” When she heard her friend suddenly swear, the mare started to get worried. “Darling, is everything alri-!”

Before she could finish asking her question, a scythe whipped around and cut her restrains! This caused the mare to fall flat on to her stomach with a sudden thud, rubbing her head shortly after. “Best get over to the party, or else they will start to wonder about you, Rarity… I have something I need to do, a gift for the birthday filly.” Rarity removed her blindfold, just as a bright light blinded her, and a stallion quickly walked out of the room, scythe tucked against his body.

“What are you getting Scootaloo for her birthday, darling? Something good, I hope, after all… This is going to be her first gift from you.” Rarity asked, slowly standing up and using her magic to heal the wounds their session had caused over her body.

The stallion stopped, looking back at her. He only had one eye, and slowly gave a twisted, fanged, grin towards the mare. “Oh, her present will be something, alright… One no one will forget.” With that, he left the room and a rather confused Rarity.

“Oh, wow, guys! These are amazing!!!” Scootaloo shouted, smiling at all those around her, Twilight holding Lighting Blitz in her hoof and smiling at the filly. The pegasus filly had opened all of her presents, many of which involved a mixture of her favorite things combined with some form of piece that would allow Lighting Blitz to enjoy it too. To say she was happy, is the current understatement of the year. “Thanks everyone! You all are the best!” She giggled, the others joining in her laughter.

However, a knock at the door suddenly caught the Doctor’s attention, making him raise an eyebrow. “Huh… I wonder who that could be?” He thought, aloud, walking over to the door. The way he said that, made Twilight watch him, it was as if he already knew who it is, and only said that to throw off anypony that didn’t know him well enough to see this.

“I must say, darling, you look divine with the new hoodie I made you.” Rarity said, smiling at the pegasus filly, who is currently wearing the red hoodie that said fashionista personally made. “I do hope you like it, dear.”

Scootaloo smiled up at the older sister of Sweetie Belle, one of her best friends. “Of course, Rarity! It feels much better than the other hoodie, while it had its charm to it… The gray hoodie just started to get a bit worn out.” She answered, nodding a couple of times. Right now, nothing could get any better for the filly, and it is like she is on Cloud Nine right now. Surrounded by her friends, having a new mom, able to see and care for her son; everything was perfect!

That is, until a familiar voice spoke up. “U-U-Uh… S-Sir, i-is S-Scootaloo here?” A colt asked, his voice racked with sheer fear and nervousness.

Scootaloo’s eyes widened, with disbelief. “C-Could it be?” She thought, looking towards the library’s entrance, only to see the Doctor blocking her from seeing anyone at the door. Though, she could see the knowing smirk on his muzzle. “No way, why would he come here? He hasn’t said a word to me since-?”

“That she is, young colt… Come on in, she’s right inside.” The Doctor moved out of the way, allowing Scootaloo’s answer to appear right there…. In the doorway.

Standing right there, in the doorway of the library, was that all too familiar sky blue and brown haired pegasus colt. His entire body is shaking, eyes darting from side to side, as if the colt was looking for someone and making sure he isn’t being followed. “R-Rain Catcher?” She asked, as the two of them walking up to each other. “What are you doing here?” Scootaloo’s eyes narrowed on the pony who had used her, had done so much against her, though… It couldn’t be held for very long, after all? Rain Catcher helped bring Lighting Blitz into her life.

“I-I-I came to apologize; f-for what I did to you.” He said, his voice filled with utter terror, but it wasn’t Scootaloo and his friends that terrified him. Even Scootaloo could tell that, because Rain Catcher kept looking back at the door or to one of the windows, making it obvious that somepony forced him to be here. “A-Along with wish you a h-happy birthday!” Rain Catcher gave her a nervous smile, but an honest one.

This caused Scootaloo to smile, regardless of what he did to her, she was happy that he actually apologized for what happened and what he did to her. Nodding, Scootaloo motioned for him to join the others. “Apology accepted… So, uh, awkward as it sounds, w-want to meet your son? I mean, if you aren’t busy?” She asked him, the colt giving her a rapid nod.

“Y-Yeah! O-Of course I d-do!” He said, the grin getting wider.

Following Scootaloo to the group, Rain Catcher became more and more convinced he really did not want to be here… However, what happened back at his house, kept repeating itself within his head. The scythe blade at his throat, pressing against his skin to the point it felt like that he could die at any second. That giant, dark, bat pony stallion giving him a twisted, fang, grin while whispering in a tone that his mother could not hear in the other room. “Now then, Rain Catcher… You are going to Scootaloo’s birthday party today, and you are going to apologize to her, and ensure today is the best day for her. Understand?” His voice scared Rain Catcher to death, and felt like he had no other option but to nod in agreement. “Good. If you don’t? Well, remember this, I’ll be watching... If I get the hint that you are even thinking about ruining it, no place will be safe from me.” Now, the colt kept jumping whenever he thought the shadows moved, or froze when it felt like a pair of red, glowing, eyes were staring at him from outside the window. He didn’t know where, but he just knew that dark bat pony is watching him...

“W-Well… Might as well p-play the part.” He thought, giving his biggest smile when he saw the foal in Twilight’s hoof. “Whoa! He’s a cute little guy!” Rain Catcher nodded, smirking quite a bit. “I’d like to say he got it from his dad, but… His mother is ten times cuter.” That caused Scootaloo to blush, as the group started to laugh at his comment. “W-What is his name, again? I never did find that out.”

“Lighting Blitz.” Scootaloo answered, with a nod.

“Whoa… That’s one rad name, bet you came up with that one!” Rain Catcher said, smiling at Scootaloo again. “Which is expected, her mom is the best at coming up with awesome names!”

The group laughed again, as the Doctor walked up next to Twilight. The mare smiled up at him, before leaning closer to whisper. “What’s gotten into him? I mean, last I heard, Rain Catcher was quite arrogant… Hearing him give such compliments is completely different.”

The Doctor only smiled, giving a single answer. “Well… Let’s just say, he was scared straight by the right pony, and is currently having to answer for his crimes.” That only confused Twilight further, but she will put it aside for now. Scootaloo is happy, and which is all that matters right now.

Scootaloo carried Lighting Blitz on her back, deciding to carry her son through the park and left the party early so that she could spend quality time with the foal. When he yawned, the filly’s smile grow even more. Rain Catcher had apologized, her birthday had turned out to be the best one yet, and she is getting to spend quality time with her son! “Nothing could ruin this day, I’m sure of it!”

She really should not have said that, especially when she caught sight of a unicorn couple walking straight up to her. “Well, well, there you are, foalnapper.” Upper Crust said, her nose raised up like she considered herself more important than those around her. “Looks like we’ve finally caught up with you, and will be taking our son now.”

Scootaloo backed up, away from the two. “Yeah, right. The courts haven’t decided anything, yet… And, according to our Lawyers, it is going in our favor!” She shouted, glaring at the two.

That caused Jet Set to give the filly an arrogant snicker. “A couple of days ago, you would be correct about that.” His horn lit up, and a parchment slowly floated up from a saddle bag. “Though, having the right connections can cut through such annoying red tape… He is ours now.”

That caused the filly to go wide eyed, she could see the signature of that belonged to one of the Canterlot Justice Officials over Foal Services. “W-What? B-But, that can’t be… The Doctor assured us, that there wouldn’t be a problem and that the court would be on our side!” She said, backing away from the two adult ponies, moving her wings back enough to seem like a protective barrier around Lighting Blitz.

“Oh, normally it would, but money talks, brat.” Upper Crust answered, with an arrogant grin on her face. “Now, hand over our foal!”

“No! I won’t!” She shouted, her body shivering and kept both eyes closed. Scootaloo prayed to Celestia and Luna that this is a dream, that this could not be happening right now. However, hearing the hoof steps get closer and closer, she started to realize that this is happening, she is going to lose her son after having to deal with so much. Until a heavy thud sounded and it felt like somepony is standing over her, feeling the shadow encase her entire body. Scootaloo opened her eyes, seeing the shocked unicorns backing away from her, but it was obvious that somepony else is causing them to do that. Taking a chance with it, Scootaloo dared a look up to see who it was that had come to her rescue, hopefully, and got quite the shock of her young life. “S-Sweet Celestia…”

He is the biggest stallion she had ever seen before! His armor made her think that this stallion is some sort of soldier, though Scootaloo isn’t familiar with any Kingdom that used a darkened shade of midnight blue and brass as their color. The stallion’s bat wings opened up for a second, revealing their darkened shade of crimson membrane and armored flesh, though his weapon sent a chill down her small spine… It was a bone-like scythe, near the blade looking like somepony’s ribcage had been used to adorn it. The bat pony stallion wore a helmet, that concealed his eyes behind some red, glowing, visor piece over both of them… When Scootaloo poked her head out enough, to see his Cutie Mark, she had never seen anything like it before. A white skull, with a pair of red wings attached to it, a pair of three pronged claw marks making an X behind it, and a twin sided scythe going down its middle.

The stallion’s muzzle was visible to those around him, allowing them to see the slightly longer than average fangs and the neutral look on his muzzle. “Sir, please move aside. We are here to collect our adopted son…” Jet Set said, nervous at addressing an obviously dangerous pony. When he didn’t move, and kept staring at the two, that caused the stallion to become more firm and hold up the document. “We have legal right to the foal, and demand that you-!”

SLAM!

The stallion rammed the head of his scythe square into Jet Set’s face! Sending the stallion flying back and crash against the nearby fence! “No one demands ANYTHING of me, whelp! Do you understand me!?” He growled, his armored hooves stomping on to the ground, and eyed the unconscious stallion before looking at the dumbstruck mare staring up at him.

Upper Crust couldn’t believe what she had just seen, this stallion had just assaulted her husband and went against an actual Lord of Equestria! “Now see here! We are now the legal guardians of that foal, and so we-?” Her eyes went to a strange saddle bag at the stallion’s side, as he used his wing to pull out a document of his own.

“Fancy, but mine has a bigger name written on it.” He showed the document to Upper Crust, her eyes going wide at whose name is on it…

“B-By my r-royal d-decree, Scootaloo i-is hereby noted as t-the legal guardian of t-the f-foal named L-Lighting Blitz… S-Signed, P-P-P-P-Princess C-Celestia!?” Upper Crust looked up at the stallion, not believing what is seeing. “How can this be!? You look like nothing more than a Bat Pony Ruffian, dressed in stolen armor and a brutish weapon! H-How can you get h-h-her m-majesty’s signature!”

The stallion smirked at her question, shrugging his large shoulders. “Oh, I have my ways and sources… Now, beat it before I take my legal right and enforce this, arresting would-be kidnappers!” He roared, causing Upper Crust to ‘eep’ and sprint off, using her magic to pick up the unconscious Jet Set!

Scootaloo was dumbstruck at this strange, who came out of nowhere and ran off two adult ponies, who had powerful sources… Revealing that he had much bigger ones, in his saddle bag. Carefully, and hesitantly, she slowly moved forward and kept eyeing the giant bat pony. “E-Excuse me, M-Mister?” She squeaked, the moment he turned his head and looked at her. “T-Thank you, for helping me keep my son and, uh… C-Can I ask your name?” She asked, her entire body shaking.

The stallion slowly started to grin, turning to fully face her, and reveal his mouth full of razor sharp teeth. Those fangs of his making it seem like they could rip out a pony’s veins and arteries in a single bite. “Scootaloo… And Lighting Blitz, too.” His voice became sadistic, growling, almost like he had a twisted, and murderous, intent reserved just for the two. “I have been waiting for an opportunity like this, for some time now.” He stepped forward, making Scootaloo step back a bit, the filly suddenly feeling an aura of sheer terror coming off of the stallion. She felt like a prey, within the gaze of some unstoppable predator, that intended to rip her and Lighting Blitz apart, slowly. “Waiting every second, for the right moment for the three of us to be alone… To have you all to myself.” The filly didn’t realize it, at the time, but she now noticed that the entire park being devoid of any pony… Forgetting that the time, now, is usually when the town is busy at work or at school. Scootaloo quickly realized, that her savior, turned out to be her real enemy, and only had ill-intent for them. Taking Lightning Blitz off of her back, she hugged him closely into her chest, and closed both eyes tightly… Trying to coo her son, not wanting him to cry about this, the stallion walking forward, his scythe moving up a bit more and across his back. It was the exact position for a powerful swing.

Only, the bat pony stallion stepped over her, completely ignoring the filly and her foal. “H-Huh, what?” Scootaloo opened her eyes, realizing that the bat pony ignored her, and looked back at him. His wings opened wide, revealing the stallion’s massive wing span, exploding up into the sky like nothing she’s ever seen before! “W-Well… T-That just happened…” She looked down at her foal, tilting her head at Lighting Blitz. “I wonder who he was…” Shrugging the thought off, for later, deciding to head back to the Golden Oak Library.

The stallion watched, from behind the tree, as Scootaloo walked towards the Library. His snake-like eyes watching her every move, almost like some hungry predator watched their prey to make a mistake. However, he just remained where he stood, scythe leaned against the tree. “How interesting, you didn’t mutilate her body, until the point that no pony could identify her remains and left her at Twilight’s doorstep, along with her poor, defenseless, son.” A voice called out, causing the stallion to look back and see the Doctor walking up to him. “Hello, Night Reaper… Good to finally meet you, after your arrival to our realm.”

“What do you want, Doctor? Yes, I know exactly who, and what, you are.” He growled, with a slight hiss.

“Well then, that helps get a lot out of the way.” The Doctor said, moving to where he could also see Scootaloo walking back towards the Library, Lighting Blitz on her back. “And to simply ask a few questions of you, is all.” Night Reaper grunted at his response, moving to stand beside the normal pegasus. “I’ll start with… Why didn’t you do, as you promised? I mean, you even had her son there. This would be the perfect revenge, to actually strike at one of the two that helped defeat you… Even the one that took your eye away.” The bat pony started to growl, whether he was annoyed or irritated, not even the Doctor could tell. “Is it because, maybe… You actually love those two, as your twin? That you were willing to have an eye removed, in order to hide this secret?”

“SHUT UP, WHELP!” Night Reaper roared, baring his fangs and flaring out both bat wings. “You know nothing of what you speak! I despise those two, and want them nothing more than their deaths at my claw-.”

“Then why didn’t you take Scootaloo’s life right then, if you hate her so much?” The Doctor asked, causing Night Reaper to recoil back. The bat pony didn’t have a response for him, he couldn’t even think of any way to explain his action and why he didn’t take her life, and the foal’s. “Then, allow me to answer this for you. You couldn’t harm Scootaloo, despite the bravado you present every time you are around those you hate. Hiding your truest feelings, the fatherly feelings deep within your heart… You even showed a father’s devotion by achieving what even I couldn’t, somehow achieving the Princess’ signature.”

Night Reaper’s ears folded down, his wings drooping down to the point that their talons stabbed into the ground. “Shut up… Not my fault, my blasted twin’s feelings for her and Twilight copied on to me, when I was created.” He answered, giving up the secret to one that obviously knew… There is no point in hiding it, the Doctor knew this, Night Reaper looking away with pure shame emanating from his body.

“Though, what I don’t understand, is why did you help the EoI in their attack? Would you have really allowed them to harm Twilight-!” His eyes went wide, as Night Reaper came muzzle to muzzle with him.

“Never! The moment Brutalight actually went for her, I would have not hesitated to remove her head!” Night Reaper snarled, his eyes glaring into the Doctor’s widened ones. “I only fought those I hate, my twin included! The moment Twilight was truly in danger; I would have slaughtered the entire EoI!”

The Doctor backed away, not really wanting to be close to something that actually could rip his body apart. “I-I see… I understand your answer, but here is another question I am trying to figure out.” Night Reaper stopped glaring at the Doctor, but his eyes still narrowed at him. “How did you get that document? To most, it looks like an official document, but if you are one who work with temporal displacements, you can see that it is forged.”

That caused Night Reaper’s ears to drop, and wings, again while his eyes went wide. “W-Well… Uh, let’s just say… Not my proudest moment.” He answered, looking off to the side.

Night Reaper sat within the Black Knight’s study, in his bat pony form, as he eyed the black armored figure, who stared out a window overlooking his realm. The stallion shifted uncomfortably, feeling extremely awkward about having to do this, having to ask him to do this for him. He felt so submissive, so un-Night Lordly, Night Reaper actually felt like some sort of creation before its master. “F-Father, I was wondering if you could-?” He silenced himself, the moment his father lifted an arm up, index finger being the only one pointing up.

The Black Knight’s hand moved to where his middle finger and thumb were pressed against each other, then snapped his fingers. In seconds, a document suddenly appeared in front of Night Reaper’s face, the exact document he wanted. He looked back up at the armored figure, now seeing that the Black Knight is staring back at him. “Well? Isn’t that what you wanted from me?” He asked.

“I-It is… Do you not want something, in return? This is often how you work? Give me what I wish, but expect something in return…” Night Reaper asked, hesitant to take the document. He knew his father well, he knows exactly how this Author worked and will not be taken for a fool.

“You’re right, I am expecting something in return.” He turned around, and walked up to the stallion, squatting down to where they were eye level with one another. “But, I shall collect later... Just know, I have a purpose for you. One that even you cannot predict, wouldn’t believe I would choose for you.” He nodded to him. “Also… A certain filly wanted to see her shadowy brother."

That caused Night Reaper to go wide eyed. “Oh no…”

“REAPY!!!!!!!!!!!” Without warning, a gray coated alicorn filly suddenly tackled the stallion to the ground, hugging his neck with unbelievable strength. “I thought I’d never see you again, Reapy!!!! You should visit me and daddy some more!”

Hesitantly, Night Reaper reached up, and hugged the filly in a very uncomfortable manner. “Y-Yes, yes, Silver Star, I missed you too…”

“Ahh… I see, now. Um, I’ll keep such a thing secret.” The Doctor said, feeling his current company’s feelings on having to deal with such a matter. “Well then, that answers my question, now…. I have something you must know.” Night Reaper turned to face the pegasus, raising an eyebrow. “Scootaloo may be in danger soon, a threat that far exceeds my skills to fight.”

Night Reaper eyed the Doctor carefully, before nodding. “Regardless… I will protect her, like I always will.” The stallion turned around, and started to walk away from the other. “But not like my brother… After all.” He looked back at the Doctor, giving him a fanged grin. “He and I are much different.”

Night Reaper enjoyed himself since he had been confronted by the Doctor, spending almost every moment watching after Scootaloo and Lighting Blitz from the darkness, while spending his free time with Rarity with her little secret. Now, though? The twisted version of our hero decided to take one out of his twin’s play book, and relaxed within the shadow of a certain “Napping Tree”, as the two decided to playfully call it. “I can see why that weakling likes doing such a thing.” He muttered, stretching his body out and popping the bones within his body. “Ah, yeah, I can get very use to this.”

The stallion gave a fanged smile, while he rested beneath the tree’s shade, but his ears shot up when he heard hoofsteps nearby him. Opening one eye, feeling rather uncaring about it and wondering what could be brave enough to travel near a scythe wielding, giant, bat pony… Seeing a pure blue earth pony, with a blonde mane, with a group of black suited pegasi and a pink earth pony, hair flat and a twisted grin on her face. His brow raised up, feeling rather off about them, his instincts telling him that the lead pony was a big threat, his bow tie reminding him of the Doctor a bit, but the red threw off the look.

His gaze went to the black suited pegasi, noticing their suits resembled factory workers and a rainbow-like mark acting as their management association. Night Reaper smirked, chuckling a bit, as he closed his eyes back. “A rainbow? Really? What kind of factory would actually use a rainbow as their symbol?” With that, the stallion went back to his interrupted nap, giving a long yawn, and just lying there… The next little while, his mind slowly started to piece it all together, combining everything he knew and learned about this word, then Night Reaper shot up on to his hooves. “SHIT! RAINBOW FACTORY!” His predatory gaze went to the direction that they had went, noticing they were heading straight for Golden Oaks Library, exactly where Scootaloo went to, so she could visit Lightning Blitz. “And judging by the two earth ponies, I’m guessing those were the threat that the Doctor told me about!” With that, his wings opened, and the stallion flew off.

The Doctor and Twilight stood in front of Scootaloo and Lightning Blitz, the two adult ponies staring down both the Master, Pinkamena, and members of the Rainbow Factory. They were outnumbered, and obviously outmatched by the group of villains. “Now, now, Doctor… How about you give us the filly and the colt, hm? My associates just wish to test her flying ability.” The Master asked, chuckling a bit with a confident grin on his face. “They aren’t asking much… And that little foal she has, didn’t your little ‘marshmallow’ officially take her in? My, my, quite the interesting turn of events.”

The Doctor narrowed his eyes at the Master, readying himself for a fight. “That’s none of your business, Master… And Scootaloo doesn’t belong to Cloudsdale, so she does not fall within their jurisdiction!” He retorted, taking a defensive stance while Twilight prepared a spell to use, in case they decided to attack.

“Oh, dear, Doctor! I’m hurt!” The Master placed a hoof over his chest, as if offended, before actually laughing about it. “Now, please see reason… We just want the filly, and the foal, is all. I mean, you have to understand their position, and… Well… Mine.” He smirked at the four, before motioning to Pinkamena. “Not to mention, I doubt you want this associate to get riled up.” With that, the murderous version of Pinkie Pie started to give a twisted cackle, staring at the four, a depraved look within her eyes. “Taking every bit of my will power to prevent her from going wild on you.”

“D-Doctor… Why is Pinkie acting like that?” Twilight whispered, still ready to fight if she has to. “I mean, that isn’t normal for her.”

The Doctor readied himself, even he could sense the temporal displacement around Pinkamena. “That’s because she isn’t of this world, Marshmallow… That is a completely different Pinkie, a much more dangerous one. A serial killer version.” He whispered back, Twilight’s eyes going wide, it was obvious that the mare had never fought anything like this before. “Do not worry, I got this.” With that, the Doctor looked back up at the Master, smirking at him. “You know, Master, you should really think before you act… When you want something, you get so impulsive.”

The Master rolled his eyes at the Doctor’s attempt, shaking his head. “I tried… Get them.” The Factory Workers suddenly lunged forward, causing the three to go wide eyed at the sudden attack, barely enough time to react. Both the Doctor and Twilight kept trying to fend them off, Scootaloo staying between them with Lightning Blitz in her hooves. Even though they were overwhelmed, the two fought hard as they could… More so than the Master had predicted. “Hm… More tenacious and reactive than I thought. Pinkamena, dear?” The crazed version of Pinkie gave a twisted smile up at the stallion. “Have fun.”

With that, Pinkamena charged! While the Doctor and Twilight distracted by the factory workers, she surprised attacked the biggest threat of the two… Slamming her hoof square into the Doctor’s jaw and sent him straight against the wall of the library! “Doctor!” Twilight yelled, breaking her attack, in an attempt to see if he was alright… Only to be caught in a choke hold by Pinkamena, struggling to get out.

“Oh, no, no, no… You aren’t going anywhere!” She said, her voice giving off a sadistic tone. “Your coat is soooo soft, and smooth…. I can’t wait to turn it into a new coat!” The mare cackled, his words nearly making Twilight sick.

The Master began to laugh, his new pet actually taking the two out in record time. “Well then! That ended a lot quicker than I thought it would!” He said, slowly walking up to Scootaloo, and Lightning Blitz, as the factory workers surrounded them. “Hello, love… My, those two do value you.” His grin slowly got wider, as the pupils of his eyes got smaller. “Wonder what will happen to the two of them, if I broke you like the rest.” His gaze went to the foal, as the little one started to voice his discomfort. “My, I wonder what I can possibly do to the little one, too… Never dealt with a child before.”

That crossed the line. “You won’t TOUCH him!” Scootaloo yelled, attempting to land a hoof against his jaw!

But the stallion moved to the side, making her miss and fall forward, Scootaloo using herself to shield the foal. “Please… You’re no threat to me, brat.” He waited for her to look up, before slapping her cheek enough to knock her back on to the ground.

The moment he struck her, all those around the library suddenly felt an aura of sheer terror race down their spine, freezing their bodies enough to where Pinkamena released Twilight out of fear. “Oh, just fantastic… He’s gone pissed him off…” The Doctor said, grunting while standing up. “Happy now, Master? You probably just killed everyone here!” He snapped, causing the Master to recoil back, confused.

“What do you mean, Doctor?” The Master asked, before suddenly shaking the fear off and smirking at him. “Trying to scare us with some trick? It won’t work twice, now.” He chuckled a bit before suddenly getting an unexpected reaction.

“Trick!? How about you stop being so arrogant, and look up, you bumbling idiot!” The Doctor yelled, causing the Master to look up at the Library’s roof… Going wide eyed, ears dropping, and his whole body shaking.

Standing on top of the building, wings wide like some kind of demon, was Night Reaper, his scythe at the ready. The red eyes glaring down at the Master, making him feel like he is a prey within the gaze of a predator… The stallion suddenly getting the feeling that he had been hunted, and it was now over. “I’m. Going. To. Rip. Your. HEART OUT!” Night Reaper snarled, causing the factory workers to fall backwards, Pinkamena to zip back to the Master, who lowered himself down a bit.

When Night Reaper flew down, Scootaloo quickly rushed back over to Twilight and the Doctor, behind the massive bat pony. “R-Really, Doctor? A mortal champion? There’s no way he can beat all of us, alone, no matter how abnormal he is!”

The Doctor narrowed his eyes, smirking, while hearing the bat pony’s near feral snarling and growling. “Oh, he’s anything BUT mortal, Master. Meet Night Claw, a rather interesting fellow… Remember how Time Lords are? Able to enter any point in Time?” The Master gave a nod at the Doctor’s question. “Well, ever wonder how we were able to do that? What entity gave us the power to do such? Well, regardless of your answer, he was created by such an entity… But, I’m going to let him finish the introduction.”

Night Reaper stepped forward, suddenly grinning. “You’re all dead, now… Your deaths have been decided, and you are nothing but souls to be taken.” His wings suddenly opened up more, spreading, while the scythe lowered itself down to a presenting form. “I am Night Reaper, twin brother of Night Claw… Though, we are everything but the same.” He slowly stepped forward, his hooves digging into the ground, due to his weight. “My brother likes to hide who he is, pretend he is something he is not… Pretend that he is some pony, like all the rest, for his lovely marefriend or wife, whichever he decided to call her. Only showing his real self in secret, when wondering eyes will not see him.” Night Reaper got closer, to where the group had him surrounded but the stallion didn’t seem the least bit worried about it. “But I, on the other hand, have no problems with showing who I am… I do not fear revealing my secret to anyone.”

“W-What is he talking about Doctor?” Twilight asked, Scootaloo staying between her and the Doctor.

“Shhhh, Marshmallow… He’s getting to the good part!” He whispered, acting like some young colt watching his favorite cartoon, and it was getting to where the hero was about to make their big entrance.

Night Reaper slammed the butt of his scythe on to the ground, giving a sadistic grin towards the Master. “From the Darkness, I come!” A purple aura of magic suddenly exploded all around the bat pony stallion, causing high wind to swirl around them. In seconds, the silhouette of a pony is replaced by that of a giant, bearing the same armor as the bat pony, but it incased him more than the pony form. To their surprise, in his right hand, the scythe remained… Only, it looked far more terrifying, giving off a reaper of souls. “To Reap the Souls of those before me!”

The giant’s appearance, and look, terrified the factory workers, Pinkamena, and even the Master. None of them expected this sort of being to appear, and to their unfortunate circumstance? He did not wait for them to recover… In seconds, his war-scythe cleaved through the factory workers, causing blood and limbs to fly every which way with each powered swing. Both Pinkamena and the Master started to back away, as he started to slaughter the factory workers, his war-scythe cutting through them like a hot knife through butter. His claws reached out, and grabbed one of the factory workers, as they attempted to run away from him, allowing his scythe to stab into the last. “That thing is a Monster!” The Master shouted, never seeing such brutality, along with ruthlessness and complete disregard of life.

Night Reaper held the cowering factory worker up to his howling mask, the red eyes looking into their mask. “My, my, Master… What a compliment you give me.” He slowly looked towards the blue earth pony, his grip getting tighter, the factory worker screaming and tried to get the giant to release him. “After all, I’m far worse than a Monster. I’m a…” His grip caused a crunch to come from within the factory worker’s mask, blood appearing within their eye pieces. “Demon.” His metallic voice sounded demonic with the last word, utterly terrifying the two remaining foes.

“Pinkamena! Kill him, now!” The Master ordered, the mare looking up at the earth pony, not so sure about that order. “Well? Go! That’s an order, you can beat him! Just go for the weak spots, his joints!”

Pinkamena nodded, shaking a bit, before charging straight for Night Reaper, lunging for him! The Astartes slammed his war-scythe into the ground before actually grabbing the mare by her throat! The Master gasped, seeing his strongest weapon be grabbed like she was nothing, his grip choking her and forcing Pinkamena to struggle underneath his hold. The claws slowly started to bleed said neck, lifting her up enough for his other hand to grip the small of the mare’s back. “You know… Should know better, whelp. Giving me such easy prey, too afraid to face me yourself.” He chuckled a bit, starting to pull Pinkamena in different directions, the mare screaming at the pain. “This one seems to be your favorite, yet? Well then… Watch carefully now.”

His pull got stronger, her eyes became wider as her screams of agony got louder. “M-MAAAAAASTER!!!!-GAK!” With that, Pinkamena was ripped in half from the center of her body, her insides spilling out and blood going everywhere at the Astartes’ boots! The Master’s eyes wide, a look of pure panic and fear written all over his face…. Barely noticing Night Reaper dropping the two pieced corpse and walking up to him.

“W-What in Celestia’s name is he?” Twilight asked, watching Night Reaper grab the Master by his throat, lifting the fear struck Time Lord off of the ground.

The Doctor smirked, feeling quite confident about the new ally. “That, my dear marshmallow, is a Night Lord.” He looked at her, winking at the mare. “He has quite the protective instincts over both you and little Scootaloo… All thanks to his twin brother.” Their attention went back to the Astartes, as the turbines of his jump pack started to roar to life. “A gift, from a friend of mine… Wondered which of his sons he’d send me, for my counterpart’s death.” He chuckled a bit, nodding at the deal that had been struck with that entity and the Time Lord of another dimension. “Well, least we can say that no monsters or unsavory creatures will be a threat to the two of you anymore, with him around.”

Twilight and Scootaloo absent mindedly nodded at the Doctor’s words, watching as the Astartes walked back and grabbed his war-scythe, the Master still within his grip. Not even saying a word to the three, the giant flew off into the sky, towards the Everfree Forest… Where none know what he did with the Master, or his body if he had killed him. All that is known, is that he returned a week later, in his pony form, covered in more blood than any pony could possibly bleed out.

This is the very first incident of a Monster attacking some would be villains, countless more following. Each time the Guard were called in to investigate, he disappeared without a trace. However, Scootaloo always traveled with her son riding on the filly’s back, without fear of any trying to harm her or the foal… Those who did attempt such a thing, were soon written on those the Monster had claimed.

And let us say, Rarity always worked with more of a pep in her step, along with the biggest grin on her face than ever before. All because of a certain bat pony finally moving in with the mare, and openly being seen around the boutique.