"Why should I listen to you?" Aethul snapped.

"Because I was forced into a predicament I told you about yesterday."

"You think I'll believe you?"

"No, but it was worth a shot. Could you atleast listen to what I have to say?"

"...Fine."Aethul crossed his forelegs.

"I already know that you'll never forgive me, but I have to explain myself. You aren't the only one who lost everything."

Aethul's anger began to subside, but just long enough for him to look back at Scabby without any needs to kill him. Luna was still sound asleep, her gentle breathing barely noticeable.

"You lost your family, and your nephew is in hell, but let me tell you what happened after you died. First, however, don't you want to know who asked for your death?"

"A rival family?"

"No. Your own family. I don't know who, but I suspect that he died in the earlier conflicts. That person had locked away my family in an unknown location and, if I didn't comply, he would've killed them. Please understand that I cared about my family as much as you did. I was leaving the mafia business for an honest life, but then that person took my family away." Scabby snarled and stomped his hoof, disturbing Luna ever-so slightly.

Aethul looked to the side, then began to nod gently before doing it correctly."If you had told me, I would have found them."

"No you wouldn't. I know how you operated, and you wouldn't have managed to find them. You were naught but the glue used to keep the members together."

Aethul felt insulted, but he knew this to be the truth.

"It goes like this:

When you died, the news through your family very quickly. So quickly, in-fact, that they all behan to kill eachother for power. A few months later and your father was found dead in his cell. Your nephew broke off and founded his own family. Did he try to rally the old? No. He crushed everyone and established his dominance in the city. It was brutal. Of course, I was still alive after all those years, but my family had been killed in the internal dispute of your family..."he began to trail off and started to have those little hiccups kids have when they begin to cry.

"Your nephew still had a grudge against me. You know how he killed me?"

"He--"

"He strapped me to a rock, then threw acid at me every day, making sure I stayed alive as long as possible during the trip."

"What trip?"

"To Hawaii. As bizarre as it may seem, he managed to sneak me to the top of a volcano there. Yeah. I was strapped to a rock in a boat, then I was taken off of it and dragged to the top of a volcano. He gouged out my eyes, poured more acid into my bloody sockets, then kicked me into the lava. He wasn't called the green thumb for his gardening skills."

Scabby held himself and started to shiver on the spot, his tiny body beginning to puff up. Lyall took it into himself to force his body off the bed and comfort the rat. Had he known why he was like that, then he wouldn't have held such anger towards him. One thing puzzled Aetulwulf, however.

"How did you get her?"

"Some fae bitch sent me down here saying that I would be a present to someone I knew."

"Hmph. What a bitch."

"Heheh. Yeah. I'm still not used to this situation. I can walk, but barely, and I'm--"

"So tiny it horrifies you?" Aethul answered blandly.

"Y-yeah. You too?"

"You guessed it."

"Will you forgive me for what I have done?"

"Seeing how my nephew tortured you before killing you, I should say more than pardoned. You literally went to hell then came back. I wouldn't hold a grudge against anyone if they had to deal with such pains. Your torture was just worse than most. Usually it's only physical or psyhological. Yours was both."

Scabby shook off his cold shivering and nodded at Aethul before beginning to stand up little by little. Luna had actually been spying on them. She was already awoken earlier, but when Scabby got inside, she wanted to see what would happen. Her magic was enough to give a good view of the room using a sight spell. She was smiling as she looked down at Aethul and Scabby.
(Aethul transition)
'Mom' was looking at us both with a smile. If I didn't know any better, I'd say that would be a rape face. Instead, she picked me up with her telekinesis thing and hugged me strongly before giving me a kiss on the forehead. I was confused at first.

"I'm proud of you two." she told me."You've managed to take care of whatever differences were troubling you. I'll give you both a gift after, but I must take Aethul to the doctor to check on his stitches and see if everything is okay."

Scabby nodded and galopped out of the room with haste. His mother didn't know that he had left, and he wanted to make sure that this new life wouldn't go to waste, as I've understood. Luna suddenly looked confused, then face-hoofed.

"I meant to say that I needed to get the doctor to Aethul. Wait right here."

"Well duh. Where the hell am I supposed to go like this?"

I just frowned and waited a bit, tapping my forehooves on the floor until a gigantic stallion wearing a white suit blasted indoors, grabbed me, and threw me on the bed. He came in with such speed that I didn't have time to see what he looked like, and he threw me so hard against the bed that I actually passed out for a few minutes, and I heard some type of deep laughter, then I saw some type of horror with such a frightening voice and appearance that I'm pretty sure I wet myself. I woke up quickly to see that the doctor had already left and Luna was the one holding a bottle of waking salts, whatever they're called. It stunk like mad.

"There you go. Dr. Pain is always a bit rough. He said that you could walk around now. I know it's barely been a few days since I became your mother, and that you've been here, but my sister insisted on bringing you to the Mage's Wing."

I looked at her with a cocked eyebrow.

"The place you were last night."

"Oh ok. Wait, WHAT?!"

It was too late. I was already on her back. Eh. Normally, I would jump, but it was a bit elevated here, especially with such a young and fragile body. How I envy the strength of a full grown man. Evidently enough, the nurses in the reception room, hiding behind their counters and plants, waved goodbye. Moaning and huffing as I couldn't move from her back, and she just LOVES to put me here, I waited until I noticed we were returning to that place where the banshee was. This time, though, there were plenty of ponies wearing weird white suits and another with green and pink hair so freaky it looked like a flurry of fire. He wore a white coat, and his normal coat was a verdoyant red-orange.

"Solar."Luna called out.

My eyes nearly jumped out of their sockets to flee when he turned around. The whole right side of this smiling stallion's face had been torn and clawed at, and in the place of his eye, there was some weird gray thing sticking out. It had a red eye. I started to scream and try to jump off of Luna's back. She just grabbed me in her left foreleg and started to coo me. Being rocked and hearing such a...a soothing voice...is tiring...damn you baby brain...

"Shh shhhhh. There you go. Calm down."

"Little baby? Who is father?" he spoke in an accent that I just abhorred.

"Wh-what? N-no. I never did that. I adopted him."

He opened his mouth and nodded, showing that he didn't believe her."Okay. What do you want? How may be of service?"

He rolls tongue and speak avoiding conjugation? Nooo. He couldn't be.

"It's to know what these markings on him are. They glowed, and he somehow managed to control the undead wolves who attacked the castle. My sister and I believe that he has been infused with a rare form of lunar magic, but we are not sure."

"Lunar magic? Pfff. No such thing." he puffed as he waved a hoof."I see you seem stumped. Lunar magic not real. What he has is rare, yes, but it linked to stars, not moon. In Stalliongrad, we were told of ancient magic long gone with strange abilities. It was linked to wolves, some say. No matter what they were, if ther were wolves, they were under influence."

"Stalliongrad? Oh God. It's a fucking Ruskie. Damn those communist dogs. They've even gotten over here. Don't listen to him! He'll take away our freedom and supplant it with a slavery disguised as help towards the people."" I say, tugging on Luna's foreleg. She just giggled and smiled at me.

"Stalliongrad's stories have always intrigued me. Could you take a look to confirm these suspicions?" she asked with a gentle tone. She knows NOTHING!

That Ruskie got closer to me, then grabbed my head and began eyeing me with his left eye.

"Go around and look at foal's body." he said...to who knows.

Oh God! That thing that was his eye was actually a creature! It climbed out and extended its tiny legs before jumping on me. Ewwww. It had a tiny body but a very long neck. This thing walked all over me and plucked out a few hairs for some reason. The little crawled back into Solar's socket and tucked itself deep inside.

"Hmmmm. Vadivitch tells me that he has a bizarre magical composition along with what has been confirmed as Star Lining, also known as 'Volf Magic'."

"What kind of bizarre magic?"

"He does not know. It is unknown to him. He says it feel like a punishment to have. I do not understand. I will extract some of his blood to test for any mutations caused by the unknown magic. Also, there is one more thing you should know, Princess."

"What?"

"One is not simply born with Volf Magic. It is not something that one is born with. It is learned after years of practice. I believe he has genetic mutation, which could explain weakness in his body."

"I thought that his thiness was due to him lacking any form of correct nutrition."

"That could also be the cause. I do think--"

While they blabbered on, I felt something prick me in the rear. It hurt so bad that I actually began to tear up and cry. Luna hugged me tightly again. Why do these hugs feel so comfortable? And why am I holding onto her chest?

"Good Vadicitch. Thank you. I shall run tests to see. I suggest you take him to nursery. If he doesn't meet other foals his age, he will grow up into a troublesome foal."

"I'll take that into that. Goodbye."

"Have nice day."

Luna turned her back to the Ruskie, but as I squinted at his turned back as well, I saw that fucking worm thing poke its head out and stare at me in the same manner. Oh. It's on. I DID hear something coming from the guards and scientists that were talking about what was apparently the Mage's Wing.

"This isn't the first time something like this has happened." a guard said.

"Perhaps, but it's just recently that they've begun. I have a hunch that we've disturbed the spirits or something."

"Ugh."another guard smacked his helmet in annoyance."First Nightmare, then Discord, then Changelings, and now the undead? Bring the changelings any day. I'd prefer them!"

"So you'd prefer to have a changeling-esque spirit? Come to think of it, there IS one spirit like that."the scientist gave an evil grin, but the guard shot his look from both of his eyes in an erratic fashion as he backed up.

"Wh-wh-what do you mean? *gasp* NO! Not that! There couldn't be any Drewcifiers around here."

"Oh. Who knows?" the scientist taunted.

The next thing I knew, that guard was running for the hills screaming like a little girl. Both Luna and I looked at eachother with questioning faces. Instead of scolding the two who were laughing their asses off, she just smirked and shook her head.

"Ahah. Ha. Atleast it wasn't a Ghajit, or we'd all be screwed over." the guard said, a tear to his eye.

Suddenly, the entire place went quiet and everybody just stared at him with completely terrified expressions. Why? The hell is a Ghajit? Sounds like some food from the middle-east.

"GUARD! You will no longer speak of that horror unless you which to spend three weeks in the lowest levels of the dungeon." Luna growled. She was fucking terrifying.

That guard scampered up like crazy and began to shake like a leaf in a tornado.

"Y-yes m'am."

Luna turned back around and placed me back on her back. I looked around to see all the damage that banshee had done was being fixed. Ha! Fixing everything is quit alot of fun to watch. She went downstairs to reach this nursery. Wasn't there one upstairs? I'm so confused. Either way, we passed a few doors, saw a pegasus crash land. That was funny. Next thing I know, we're passing through a pink door and into a playground with a mare keeping watch. THe payground was like every kindergarden thing ever. Those weird foam puzzlepieces on the floor, plastic playgrounds with those tiny slides and whatnot. Balls, dolls, and stalls for the special time. They all wore diapers. I was thrilled to know that I'd spend a day in a place that smelt of shit and medication. It's similar to a retirement home, minus the smell of soap and decay. What a wonderful mother.

"Hello, Mrs. Berryngton."

"Princess."

This mare was white with a long, vanilla cream mane overlapping her face. Both her mane and tail seemed frizzled, so I assumed she was a teenager who married a bit too early.

"You still aren't used to having a foal it seems."

"Errr...no."

"It's okay. Just get your things ready for the future. You can't bring a foal this young to the daycare every day, okay?"

"I know. I am simply not used to these responsibilities that my sister has thrust upon me."

"Of course."

"I shall leave now. I must prepare for my taking care of Aethulwulf."

"Of course."

What's with her and these of courses? Luna dropped me on the floor gently, and I already saw that this woman thought I was a brain dead cabbage with legs like those other things. I just stood up and glared at her. She took it as a cute thing, like usual, so I frowned when she grabbed me, wrapped her arms around my stomach and hugged me hard while rubbing her face against my own. Being a unicorn, she was close to impaling my eyes. Her 'so cuuuuute' voice was hurting. Frowning and staring at Luna, I shook my right forehoof to show her that the next time she did something like this, I killl her!

Author's Notes:

Now, before any of you begin to rage, remember what era our mafiosi pal came from. It was a cold time. It was like war had erupted. These aren't puns. Nope. Not at all. No siree Bob.