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// The black wendigo 
// Story: Metal and blood 
// by red reaper 
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The streets of Klugetown looked different since the defeat of the storm king, the merchants sold their lies and products to pony tourists, the griffons and the hippogriffs flew in the air, and the dragons walked with changelings. It was utopia that became from disgusting hole it once was, but that was all just what the tourists saw up ground. Underground, there was another Klugetown, one that crime ruled there. Under the noses of Celestia’s guards that were put there, criminals brought their goods and their hostages for trade. This was real Klugetown that lived once above the ground.

“Let me through!” a blue stallion with green mane and a 3 bits as a cutie mark ran through the streets of old Klugetown, pushing carts and people, as a mysterious figure carrying a large metal weapon chased him. The stallion stopped looked back, and he saw the figure, his eyes could not catch the image, both the darkness, and the fear made it hard for him to see, but what he saw was enough for him to keep running. The stallion ran as fast as he can, his face was wet of sweat, and his heart beat in terror. The stallion ran, through a dark alley, looking behind him to see the terrifying figure with the weapon. The stallion tried to find a way to escape, and to his fortune, he found one.

The stallion saw a ladder that will lead him out of the dark streets out to the sunny town of new Klugetown, away from the danger, and he tried to blend in the crowd of tourists, as he heard the sound of wings interface, and he looked up to see a black griffon flying through the air, and the same metal weapon was on his claws.  The stallion’s heart beat faster and faster, as he saw the griffon diving towards him, and started to run again. The stallion ran, and the griffon flew behind him. There was no chance for the stallion, he needed something to help him, and he saw one.

The stallion caught a young filly, and he held her with a knife to her neck as he walked towards a dark alley. The griffon landed on his rear legs, and the stallion could see nothing but the griffon’s eye. His left eye glow in yellow, like if Celestia herself lighted his eye. “Stand back, I will kill her!” The stallion shouted in panic, “Don’t test me!” The griffon didn’t move, he just stood there, holding his weapon as it started to glow in red. The stallion’s hoof shaken in fear.

“Put down the knife!” The griffon ordered the stallion as he aimed the weapon, “I will count to three. One...” The stallion bit his lip in fear. “Two...” The griffon’s weapon become more and more red. “Thr...”

“Alright!” The stallion shouted as he slowly took the knife from the filly’s neck, and he threw it at the griffon, only to be blocked by his left arm. The stallion could not believe his eye, the knife he threw was bounced off by the arm of the griffon, by the arm he now saw was made of metal.

“Black Wendigo,” The stallion whispered in fear, as the weapon red glow started to fade, and the griffon took the knife, and he walked toward the terrified pony.

“You will tell me where is your boss!”




“Alright,” A green unicorn with a red mane and bag of money as cutie mark smiled as three dragons stood in front of him, with a big briefcase. The red dragon took the briefcase and opened it, and the unicorn saw it was filled with at least 2,000 bits. “It all seems good,” The stallion said, and he nodded to a big black earth stallion and the stallion rolled 3 carts filled with diamonds. “Like I said, 3 kg of diamonds from Ponyville.”

“Good to do business with you, Greed Heart,” The red dragon grinned as the unicorn took the money, and the two other dragons took the carts, and they flew away from the warehouse.

“Jibbs!” Greed Heart called for a yellow pegasus without a mane and a knife as a cutie mark came before him, “Did you see Treasure Lust?” Jibbs nodded negatively, as the door slammed open and a blue earth pony stallion with green mane, and a bleeding hoof leaped towards Greed Heart.

“He’s coming boss, he’s coming!” Treasure Lust cried for his boss.

“What are you talking about?” Jibbs asked his panicked friend.

“Black Wendigo,” Lust whispered, and all the stallions’ eye became wider, “I am sorry boss, he made me...” Treasure Lust stopped talking as his head was blasted off by a red blast, leaving the headless body, spraying blood as it fell to the dirty floor. The stallions started to fear, as the sound of a creature fly through the air echoed in the warehouse.

“Keep it all together boys,” Greed Heart told the stallions, “Stay together, I will go to keep the storage safe.” Greed ran towards a door that led to the basement, as he heard the Wendigo landing on the ground, and before he closed the door, he saw his people, dying by his metal cane of fire. Greed ran down stairs, lighting the way in green aura, and he arrived to the basement, that was filled with, diamonds, special artifacts that were made of golds, axotic animals, and other species of changelings, dragons, and griffons, all of them weren’t more than 4 years old, and already burned by the kidnappers. Greed ran towards the hall of cells filled with children, trying to find the spell book that would help him, as he heard the sound of the basement door being destroyed, his heart beat faster and his speed got faster as well. Finally, Greed arrived at his desk, but it was too late for him.

“Your time is up,” Greed heard the rough voice, and he turned his head to see the mysterious griffon known as ‘The Black Wendigo’.  Greed started to blast the griffon with green bolts, but the griffon took one of the golden artifacts and used it as a shield, blocking the bolts as he got closer and closer to Greed, until the stallion could see him clearly. The griffon’s was black and grey, and his head was orange and red, like the hot lava of the badlands, his right eye was red, but his left eye was glowing in yellow, and his left arm was made entirely of metal, and the yellow light of his eye gave the arm a fiery look.

“You don’t have to it,” Greed begged for mercy, “I can give you anything you want, food, money, women. Anything, just don’t kill me!”

The griffon held Greed’s neck by his metal arm, and he raised him to his face, “What I want is a world without scums like you.” The griffon pushed Greed to the wall, and the metal arm moved from the neck to the stallion’s face, holding him tighter and tighter, sucking the air out of him. Greed tried to wrestle the arm, as he screamed in pain as blood fell from the face until the skull was smashed and the stallion moved no more. “Enjoy Tartarus,” The griffon said as he walked to the cells of the children. “Stand back,” The griffon told the children, and he took his weapon. The kids backed to the wall, and the griffin shot the bars, sending them towards the children, but before the metal would hit them, he caught it with his tail. “Go upstairs and ran straight to your parents.” The kids nodded, and they did as they were told, all but a small griffon cub that ran towards the griffon, and hugged him.

“Why would they do that?” The young griffon asked his savior.

“I don’t know,” The older griffon answered, “Go upstairs.” The young griffon cleaned his eyes from his tears, and ran upstairs, leaving the older griffon with the question echoing in his head, and the answer came in the voice of his father.

I don't know Griev, I don't know