//------------------------------// // Chapter 3: Discovered // Story: The Demon of The Shadows // by ShadowRazer2121 //------------------------------// Shadow Demon woke up to find that he was in Shadow Stalker's bed and he was in bed with a certain shadow missing. “Where did he go this time.” Shadow Demon said as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes while looking around. Letting out a yawn he walked to the mouth of the cave to find Shadow Stalker watching the sunrise. "Shadow Demon, Do you know why I chose this place?" He asked only to get a raise eye brow from Shadow Demon. "Because your old and don't have anything else to do?" he asked Letting out a quick laugh he responded "No, its because this place was untouched by people, but these ponies are a force to be reckoned with. Remember the story of the yellow one, of how the power and anger off of her was?" he asked. "Yeah it was kinda creepy." "That was not my intention, but I felt something that I never felt before until she released all that power." "I think your going on another power hungry rant." Shadow Demon said as he started to back up a bit until he was picked up by Stalker and held like a baby. "You were never one for formalities, were you?" "No, no I was not, dad." Shadow Demon said with a smile as he snuggled in his hold. Shadow Demon soon feel into a light slumber drawing the attention From Stalker to look at him only to let out a quiet chuckle. He looked at him with a look of pity. Stalker knew of Shadow Demon's nightmares he has been having lately. As stick as he was he always had a soft spot for Shadow Demon. He cared for him like a father would a son and that exactly what he is, a care taker. He remembered it all. The war, the corruption, and the death that would consume their home. Shadow Demon maybe a grump, but he never showed his other side of himself for reasons beyond him. Shadow Demon was apart of the Honor guard for awhile but soon quite due to it being boring just standing around. Although, he did keep his usual Honor guard abilities such as shadow jumping, dimension jumping, and creating portals to both Heaven and Hell. He Always was a mystery all on his own. He claims he had a past life, but he never talks about it so Stalker never pushed it too much. He watched as the sun set over the horizon and watched as it turned night. Deep in the Badlands A figure walked through the waste land that had become the Badlands. It had lived there for as long as he could remember but he never left because of what he was. "I.....I want to be normal again." a static robotic voice said as it limed over to a desk in a small room she had created in a set of ruins. the figure soon pulled of its cloak as it walked in to reveal it was a dragon that walked on four legs. It had grey scales with a black underbelly with two glowing eyes as the left one was flickering. It also had four horns on its head two big ones in the center while the small ones on the side. It also had two wings except it only half of it's wing was there. There were multiple holes in its body exposing some wiring and a metal skeleton underneath the scales. "I need to.....fi....find....h..him. Blood Bath would w..want that." it said as it feel over falling asleep. "Life must be preserved and protected, preserved, saved, and cherished for it can fade away quicker than one thinks it can."