I don’t know how long passed since we entered the hotel room, but it certainly felt like forever. Sort of. Changing back into my original clothes was about the only thing that happened besides random conversation. I think we slept through the night. Possibly, got so bored I don’t really remember. Anyway, we got bored of waiting and left the room early to get some breakfast.

        We reached the breakfast hall with minimal difficulty, seeing as everyone just backed away at the sight of Feral, and got in line to get our food. Which was also easy, because every one of these ponies is a pussy and backs away from giant wolves. I didn’t even bother looking at what everyone else got, I was too concentrated on the giant slab of meat I got from the rather nice Griffon at the counter. Got one for Feral too.

        As we sat down at a vacant table, I looked around to see all the ponies backed up against a wall, “God damn it are we that fucking intimidating?” I asked.

        “I would say so,” James said, “we have a wolf, a predator, with us, and a rather large one at that. He stands at almost twice the height of these ponies. Not to mention, the two of you are viciously eating two raw, bloody hunks of meat right in front of them.”

        “So?” I growled, “It’s not my problem they can’t handle it.”

        I felt a tug at my sleeve and looked to my left to see Arlosia staring up at me, “Um, Sarah, over there.” She pointed to the door we came in through, and I looked over.

        “Well...” I responded with a single, slow blink, “It seems that pony doesn’t exactly like Feral here, given the glare... God dammit it’s too early to kill someone.”

        Ardiente gave me an incredu... Incre... Incredilu... Amazed look, “Really? There is a time that exists where you think it’s too early to kill something? I’m speechless.”

        I faintly glowed red and gave her a pointed stare, “If you’re speechless then stop talking, please...” I looked over to the pony who was glaring at Feral, “Oi, lass, stop staring at him or I’ll have him bite your head off.” She tensed up slightly and took a step forward, “Try anything different and I’ll bite your head off.”

        She just switched her glare to me, “I happen to be a trained guard, remove the wolf from the building or I will use force.”

        I stared at her blankly, not sure how to respond to how stupid she sounded. Before I could, however, Ardiente pushed away from the table, a tired look on her face, then marched casually over to the mare.

        When she was at a good distance, she leaned in a bit and said monotonously, “I saw her kill three wolves slightly smaller than that one with practiced ease, I saw her kill around twenty mafiosos even easier, one of which she ripped apart and ate gleefully. I am warning you, you don’t want to use force. You will die.” She then returned to her seat, sat down heavily, then smacked her face into the table and began snoring.

        I gave a short laugh, “Ha.” That’s when I heard the mare speak to someone else, which turned out to be... A male wannabe version of me, what the fuck? I guess he’s one of the Wraiths Death mentioned and that has got to be the biggest ‘what the fuck’ face I’ve ever seen. Time to freak out the new guy~

        I gave him my biggest, toothiest grin, which was fresh with blood, and said happily with a wave of my right hand, “Hello~”

        He gave a slightly feeble wave back, “Um... Hi.”

        Dammit not enough freak out... Wait! I got it! I made my eye glow and tilted my head down, casting a shadow over my face from my hat, then activated my claws, “Nice to meet you...”

        He gave me a stare for a few minutes before throwing his arms up and shouting, “Why the fuck am I not surprised!” He then turned to the mare, “She’s the person I need to talk to, why don’t you go and grab something to eat.”

        The mare looked to him strangely, “But, what about the wolf!”

        The guy waved a hand, “Has it harmed anyone?” The mare shook her head, “Then it’s fine.”

        I decided I was tired of listening to their arguing and ran up behind the guy, which was probably not what the mare expected, given the way she jumped, “Would you two stop bickering?”

        The guy turned to face me and said, “We weren’t bickering. I just got her to stop bugging you about the wolf.”

        I raised an eyebrow, “If I wanted that done, half of her would be smeared on the wall, and the rest would be in my stomach.”

        He just glared at me, “Very funny. Can we talk now, or is everyone going to stare at us?”

        “Sure,” I told him, “would you rather talk here or somewhere else, to avoid the stares?”

        “I haven’t gotten food yet, so maybe the park? I might be able to find a couple squirrel souls.”

        I gave him a flat look before chuckling a bit darkly, “Heh, animal souls, really? Whatever, eat what you want I guess.” I started heading out the doors, Feral, James, Ardiente and Arlosia following me, “Oh, and for the record, I wasn’t trying to be funny. I was serious.” I didn’t even check to see if they followed us, as I honestly didn’t care too much.

        When we got outside I saw... Some guy with a pony on his shoulder. The fuck? No really, the fuck? How many God damned wraiths am I gonna meet today? I didn’t have much time to think, as the colt waved at me and said, “Hi!”

        Then the white haired asshole that followed me waved back and said, “Hello there.”

        Deciding to not be too rude (never too late to try), I waved my right hand and smiled... Not the best idea. I forgot about my claw being activated, and my teeth were still covered in blood, and my eyes were still glowing. Fuck. A solitary eye twitch came from the guy, while the colt just smiled and said, “Cool...” Thankfully.

        Deactivating my claw, I apologized, “Sorry, forgot about that... Nice to meet you, I guess.” I held my hand out, my LEFT hand, to shake. He nervously shook it, wuss. When Feral came out, I could've sworn I heard some odd *squee* sound from the trees.

        After a quick look at the trees, the other guy turned to us, looked at the colt and said, “Well that was odd.”

        The other other guy, the white haired asshole, asked him, “What did you see?”

        The other guy, the one who looked at the trees, replied with a shrug, “Just what you would expect in trees. Leaves, leaves, and more leaves.”

The other other guy, again the white haired asshole, glared at the trees and said, “Then explain why I saw something about my height move.”

The other guy, you know who dammit, just said, “I have no idea.”

The other other guy-

Suddenly, Arlosia pulled her hair and screamed, “Gah, dammit, WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE!?”

        The colt then climbed down from the other guy’s shoulder and said to her, “My name’s Chocolate, what’s yer name?”

“Arlosia, nice to meet you. Now get the hell out of my face.” The guy who was with the colt then glared at her when he began to cry, “What? What the hell do you want?”

He tapped his foot and glared harder at her, “Well for starters, I would like an apology to my friend here.”

Arlosia leaned to the side to look at Chocolate, “I’m sorry you can’t handle someone being slightly upset with you.”

After letting out a growl, he turned to the white haired guy and asked, “So what’s you’re name?”

He held out a hand, “The names Michael, a pleasure to meet you.” So that’s his name.

After shaking his hand, he said, “James.” Shit that’ll be confusing. James then turned to James (fuck) and asked, “And you?”

“James.”

James and James just stood there, staring at eachother, then James (blonde one) said, “ ...…Well this is awkward..... ”

Michael nodded, “Yep, we got a problem within a couple minutes of meeting. How wonderful.”

“Well,” James (the tall one) said, “you could just call me Jav, that’s what everyone back home called me, most of the time anyway. There are a lot of James’ in the world, for whatever reason.”

Michael spoke up next, “Ok then,” he pointed towards James, “You’re James” then he  pointed towards Jav, “and you are Jav. Now what about the pony that’s with you?”

Ardiente looked up at everyone tiredly, “I’m Ardiente Fragua, former member of the Polomino family mafia, friend of Sarah’s. I would say it’s a pleasure, but your friend threatened my friend, and I don’t like you so much because of that.” She then climbed up Feral’s back, curled up and fell asleep.

Michael blinked, “Okay...”

I pointed at him and his friend, “HA!”

After letting Chocolate back on his shoulder, James turned to the other mare, “And your name would be?” That is a good fucking question! I need her name, so I can add it to the list.

The mare in question blinked, then answered, “My name’s Flare Dancer, I chased you across town yesterday before Luna saved you.”

“Jesus Christ that’s actually kinda funny, I think I’ll laugh now.” Then I fell to the ground laughing, simple as that. I think James was glowing a color not far off from piss-yellow, and he might have said something, but I didn’t listen.

When I finally stopped laughing, I climbed to my feet and said, “Ah God dammit, why was that funny? Whatever, Flare? You are no longer on the list of people I wish to kill, eat, then masturbate with the bones. Now it’s only kill.”

While Flare and Michael looked really grossed out, Chocolate asked, “Mr. James, What’s Masturbating?”

James decided it would be fun to act like a goldfish. “I- uh, It’s... Uh... I’ll let your mom tell you.” Really don’t see the appeal, looks weird.

Smiling, I said, “S’where I stick a bone up my vagina.”

James looked at me and covered Chocolate’s ears, “Please don’t ruin his childhood. It would be the end of me.”

Shrugging, I told him, “You make it sound like I should care about you. Besides, what’s knowing a few bad words? Way worse can happen to a kid.”

Michael smiled at Chocolate, “Why don’t we go get some ice cream?”

… I dislike him now. Last time I heard that, I was raped seven times.

Chocolate yelled, “ICE CREAM!!!!” Good God... That honestly wasn’t that loud. I’ve had high explosives go off right next me, what did you expect?

While they talked some more, I was distracted by Arlosia tuggin on my coat, “Hey Sarah, what’s ice cream?”

After a few seconds of blank thought, I answered, “No fucking clue.” Truth is I did, but the kind I ate included several doses of drugs and chemicals that may or may not have been illegal. Or may have been lethal. Sometimes both. Tasted like absolute shit. Trust me, I was forced to eat that sometimes, I would know.

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        The ice cream place was rather boring. Realised that young ponies don’t like skull masks and glowing red eyes, go figure. New way to freak them out now. Anyway, I got chocolate ice cream, never had it before, probably don’t want it, possibly has drugs in it. Need to assess further.

        While everyone else ate, I stared warily at mine, “This thing full of drugs or something? Don’t want a repeat of last time. That was a bad time, many dead bodies and chloroform.”

        Michael asked me, “No... Why the fuck would you think that?”

        I stared at him, most likely with a mad look in my eyes, “A.N.G.E.L. Fucked up people, many drugs, many many drugs. Chemicals too. Lots of them. So many drugs...”

While Michael was lost in thought, James stared at me and said, “Wha-huh?” That even a word? Don’t think so.

I looked at him, “Oh yes, bad people, did a lot of things, bad things, very bad things, mostly to me, other people too. One girl, beaten and killed, right in front of me, they raped her body, not fun, made me clean up mess too. Still better than me, at least she died, I didn’t for a while, got a lot of stuff. Lots of stuff, so much stuff. Rape, torture, stuff like that, some stuff worse, some stuff better. Mostly worse stuff. Lots of worse stuff. Like skeleton, tore me open, put in metal, now it’s mostly metal, very strong, very painful, always hurts to walk around.” I didn’t know it, but I was crying, and had dropped to my knees and clutched my head, “Wasn’t fun, not fun at all, lots of bad things, bad people, bad memories, not fun. Not fun at all, not fun...” I blacked out after that.

----Jav’s PoV----

I didn’t regard what James and his friend had said, as I was too preoccupied with Sarah at the moment. I pointed my hand at her and said, “Suspension.” In an instant, the gravitational pull on her body weakened, and I lifted her off the ground.

James began to ask, as Michael fell to the ground twitching, “What should we do about-”

“Leave him.” Came the response of Arlosia, Ardiente, and myself.

For whatever reason, Arlosia looked back and yelled, “You’re a bad word!” Charming little girl. I’d love to indulge further on what I’ve learned about her, but Sarah must be returned to the hotel, she needs rest.

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