The heartsong fading, Chrysalis stared into the eyes of the Stallion that held her. She leaned in for a kiss and was spun into a chair.
The last thing she heard was, "Listen to the voice inside your head. Don't step off the path!"
She fumed for a moment, before a voice uttered, "Wow I am a complete putz, Huh? I mean, I know why he did that, still better ways to explain without anything away."
"What in Tartarus are you on about?" she snarled.
"Never mind, I have some knowledge to impart and I would hurry, the mess you two made has attracted attention. That you dropped your disguise when the two of you began the duet didn't help."
Chrysalis glanced at the mirror over the bar, Anne Mous was nowhere to be found, The Queen of the Changelings stared back instead, however, something was different. "Do I seem fatter to you?"
"I may be a mental reflection of a greater personality, but even I know there is no good answer to that."
Chrysalis glanced back at her personal hallucination and snorted, "Fine, I just meant that I have more curves then before," She glanced at herself. "Also, I've added height and my boobs and butt are bigger. Huh, I've more muscle then before too. What did you do to me, Devil?'
"Me, nothing, as to the being that I am just a seed of, ask him, I only know what I am supposed to know and direct you where he needs." Devil sighed. "And what you need to know is something I don't think he has ever shared.
"Tell me."
"With this ritual you will be able to enter into the Underworld at will. However, there are risks. No one in recorded history has entered the Equestrian Underworld and while the principles for getting there are known, I can't tell you the effects the trip will have. I can tell you this. There is no time in the Underworld, no matter how long you think the trip is, no time will have elapsed. There will be a path, it will be clear. The path is formed by the ritual and will take you the safest way possible. However safety in the realm of the dead is relative. The very material of the Underworld is Psychoreactive, so you will be walking through a very bad acid trip. I have no idea what you'll see or experience. Still want to continue?"
Chrysalis looked back at Devil, "He saved me, He gave me my mind back, He ended the eternal hunger. I'm part of this world at last because of him. Teach me what I need so I might return the favor and at the end stand next to him."
"You feel that strongly?"
"Oh yes, after what just happened I need to stare into his eyes when I stab him."
Devil's Choice chuckled, "Clear your mind, I will give it all to you. I want to see you staring into his eyes while clutching your dagger, I want to see what will happen. For the first, time not even he knows."
The Changeling Queen leaned back and the seed personality poured the knowledge into her brain. She comprehended in an instant, the shifts and turns of the symbols, the wards and the ways. Walking over to the door that lead to the back, she drew the symbols for the gate and intoned the number of opening. Pouring her energy through, she smelled an endless sea of poppies, the door opening to a leaden path, bordered by iron.
Stepping in, the door closed, and the trip began.
"Your a freak, nothing but a freak, Navar!"
Startled, she turned to see a young boy being shoved to the ground. His mane and eye coloration a dead give away. Her heart soared as a dark haired girl, stepped between "Navar" and the Bully.
"What did Micheal ever do to you, Nathan?"
"He exists." came Nathan's reply. "You must be as freakish as him, I thought you were Marcus's girl. One guy ain't enough for you, Freak."
Chrysalis watch as, unobserved, Micheal got to his feet, wrath in his eyes. She was glad, even as a child, Devil had fire.
The girl started to speak again, when the beast in front of her, punched her across the jaw. Chrysalis watched as the girl fell, she hardly saw Micheal move. Micheal just appeared and the other teen fell, his mouth obviously broken. This is when the teacher rounded the corner.
The girl was too shocked at what Micheal had done to defend him, so the teacher rounded on Micheal.
"I have enough of your acting out young man!" The male teacher began, but then Micheal spoke.
"Shut up. If you utter one more word I will ask why you only know decided to round the corner. You watched the whole thing. Your reflection was in the glass of the trophy case. Obviously, nothing is going to be done to help me, since you have shown what I can expect from the teacher's. Therefore, I have one option. I will be left alone. What few friends I have will be left alone. I do not wish to make more, nor do I have any interest in causing problems. However any that make a problem with me, or my friends, will find out how bad I can be. Incidentally, that color lipstick is way to immature for you."
The teacher sputtered, "Lipstick I don't have any lipstick on!" The teacher rubbed his lips, "See!"
"I didn't say it was on your lips, tell the Captain of the Cheerleaders that her grandmother says she needs to have a better self esteem, and that to check in the petunia's. Everything she wants will be there."
Micheal turned and held out his hand to help the dark haired girl, she only stared back in fear.
"Fine, guess I'm just on my own then," He turned and left, none of the three stopped him.
To Chrysalis's surprise a tune issued forth from her.
He is a fighter
He can take them all
He plays dirty
He's Scum Scum Scum
He spies, he Lies
It's Undeniable
He is a Tricky son of a
gun gun gun gun
I know this should
make me stay away
I know this makes him
Just some dog
Some stray.
I see a Good Stallion
with bloody wounds
Hell, even I know
not to start.
But Damn,
This makes me Love
This Animal
And this hurts more then is rational,
into physical.
I will not cry
He will arise
All reasons to deny
I just can't supply
Love this guy.
Again she moved forward and again a scene from the life of Devil's Choice. A woman sat in a living room, hands clasped in prayer, as invisible beings scratched her flesh. She sat, praying as Micheal walked in. The young man, tears in his eyes, himself carrying scratches from where the things that haunted them all had cut him, tried to rouse the woman.
"Mom?" the woman turned.
"Grandmere reached out to me. She wants us to come live with her, We can have a family, what we are doing is not working. The specters are getting worse. If you want to stay here fine, I'm going. I've had enough of phantom scratches and having my dreams invaded. Of not being able to keep a pet, because it either runs away or gets killed. I want to have some kind of childhood. They're coming to pick me up, please come with me. Be my mom again."
Micheal's Mother's eyes narrowed. "You've brought these spirits upon us. This was a test from god that we would not backslide into devil worship, a test that you have made us fail. I name thee, spawn of Satan, Antichrist, the one known as 666. But I know how to end the suffering of one that has embraced Lucifer."
His mother rose, and grabbing a pair of scissors, swung them. Micheal staggered back and it saved his life, as he tripped and fell out of reach of those blades. His mother lunged at him and he rolled out of the way, unto his feet. She swung the blades at him again, quickly coming up from the floor. It would have been his end but a man came behind Micheal's mother and took the scissors from her, hitting her hard in the back of the head. The deranged woman hit the ground, hard.
"Hello Micheal, my name is Antoine La Beau, but please just call me Uncle Legba. I have come to take you home."
He is a villian
Hears the Devil's Call
He is a Loner
on the Run Run Run Run
This Male's a Witch
So Unpredictable
He's been Cursed
He's one one one
All I see
I should just go
But no
Because he's just a Boy
With A Broken Heart
And Hell I know
Our Love's not smart
But damn it
I'm in love with this Criminal
And Our Love it can't be Logical
So Emotional
So I won't Cry
He's Mine by Right
My reason to try
I just won't deny
I love this guy
Again she walked along the road and again she saw. He wore a lab coat, a Doctor? No a student. In his hands, a note, which he read aloud to a pale, thin creature of a woman. The creature never spoke above a whisper, and never interrupted Micheal, just let him finish, before moving to comfort him.
"Dear Micheal, I can no longer deny you have changed. You once sought to escape your fated purpose as the Crown Prince of Nothing, and your ultimate end as the King on the Iron Throne. You have now set on that path. I know that the necromancer was using his murder victims to commit crimes, but binding the necromancers soul to that stone and placing it deep in the necropolis of your ancestors, where it will remain unable to find ultimate resolution till it's Final Soul Death is beyond cruel. The one that I love would've never done such a thing. Therefore, I am leaving, you will never find me, so tell Little Rat not to bother looking. Julia."
The one known as Little Rat moved in and sat next to Micheal, whispering in his ear, she sought to comfort her king in a more carnal way.
And he's lost all love
Healed to just a scar
He's gone to far
So it's okay
That he's mine
And all those that talk
Try to get him to walk
Keep us apart
But he won't Hear
He don't care
Cause Damn it
He needs Love
This is so Criminal
He needs the type of Love
that's Irrational and Physical
I will never cry
He will arise
Always on his side
No cause to deny
I love this guy
The final scene, Devil was running from a dark place. His schemes had come to naught as things of horror rushed after him. Running alongside was the one that had been Little Rat and now was Lady Midnight, still attending to her king. One of the monsters, unseen, rose to point a weapon at Devil, Midnight saw and stepping in between, took the blast, the wound, mortal. Devil turned, and seeing, pulled his own weapon. His first shot disabled the one that had Shot midnight, he then removed a barber's straight razor from his clothing and cut the monsters beating heart from its chest. Then picking up Midnight, he held her against his chest, walking out of that place as she breathed her last. Chrysalis knew what was about to happen, the vision ended and the door opened, stepping through she sang the last verse.
Damn, I'm in Love with the Terrible
This love isn't Rational
It's Brutal
I have no need to Cry
I will be alright
Other's won't comply
This I can't Hide
I love this Guy