Hercules is laid in his broken, ripped bed. He is asleep, but is not having his nice, peaceful dreams. There is someone here...
The room Hercules was in was heavily furnished, but seemed to be absolutely black at the same time. Hercules tried to yell, but he heard a voice before he could try to.
"Hello Hercules..." The Ominous voice said. Hercules is tied to a chair, his tattoos seem to be glowing a purple color as his body is full of weird feelings."I am the man who sent you to this world, for I have a mission for you. You get no say in this, for your mother already signed your soul to me. I do not care for subtlety or any other mannerisms. You are mine, and only mine, so you will have to be a good little pawn. I will allow you to have your mortal whims, but remember this,'I will always be watching...'. You are the one being that can shape this world. I will now allow you to speak, but before you do..."
A body that looked like Hercules is shown before him,"I will give you your true name back if you follow my next order." Hercules, now able to speak, was unable to speak due to the shock of this situation, so he just nodded."The plan for you is a simple one. First, a old stallion took care of you, but that part failed due to something... Second, you are to learn to control your powers. You are close, but if you want a hint on how to do that, you have to do the next mission I assign you. Third, you are to vanquish one of my mightiest foes, but that doesn't concern you now." The man walked in front of Hercules, and unbounded him.
"Huw-fe-twa!" The man said. Hercules was supremely calmed down upon hearing these magic words for some reason.
"The only way for you to control your anger is to embrace it for a few days. I am going to drop you into a land full of evil beings, so you can slaughter without remorse afterwards." Hercules' eyes shot open as he started to say,"Y- you... who are you, and why did you chose me?"
"My name? My name is Sheogorath the fifth, but I am in no way Sheogorath. You see, Sheogorath is supposed to be a crazy lunatic, and do I look crazy to you?" Hercules shook his head and said,"No, you just seem to have odd ideas, but nothing more." Sheogoath laughed at that,"Haha, now I see why I chose a parallel version of Him for if you were that man, you would be so boring and mean."
Hercules was stunned,"Sheo-" Shegorath glared at Hercules and said,"You may call me Lord Chaos, I dislike that name." Hercules looked at the delusional being and started up again,"Lord Chaos, what is my next mission?"
"You will go and re-lease your anger of course,"The Chaos Lord waved his hand and a long staff appeared,"I shall now send you to the Everfree forest. I would say goodluck, but your other will not need it."
All Hercules saw was a blinding light as he was changed into his red-tattooed form. "RAGE!"
Hercules was trapped in his own mind, trying to fight it. He had to fight it, or else he may lose himself. He watched as he was falling into a tree...
The Everfree, one of the few peaceful nights, well it was before a blinding light fell from the sky...
"HUNGER!" the beast roared as the resting inhabitants of the forest were awakened. The beast's body was covered with red tattoos, while his surroundings seem to glow a crimson color. The beast was Hercules, but not truly him, for Hercules was still fighting himself in his mind. His other was trashing around the forest aimlessly, until it spotted a resting manticore. The beast was sleeping soundly, sleeping through a blinding light and loud crash, but quickly awakened once it saw Hercules.
The manticore stood up and struck, but to no avail, for Hercules was already in his fighting stance as he blocked. Hercules' eyes were absolutely life-less, his body was moving without fear or caution, and his mouth was drooling. Hercules laughed like a maniac, for apparently no reason. The manticore stuck again, but Hercules just blocked it with his finger, the finger was coursing with so much magical energy, it seemed as if it was made of ten unicorn horns. Hercules slightly swung at the manticore. The beast blocked, but instead of a successful 'thump' he heard a loud 'CRACK'. The manticore had no time to react when he looked at his arms and saw them gone. There was no ridge or anything, it seemed as though his arm was sliced off. The manticore saw one thing before it blacked-out. He saw the human had no weapons and was smiling.
Hercules watched as the 'other' Hercules slaughtered the powerful beast with nothing but his magic. He felt as if he would upchuck, if he wasn't in his mind of course, but he knew that this was HIS magic, so that meant he was powerful enough to do things like.... this. Hercules sadly looked through 'his' eyes and saw what the other Hercules was looking at now.
Wooden Spoon walked around the Everfree forest, but got lost quickly when she tried to run from a timberwolf. She was hearing the calls of a wounded manticore, for she was the disciple of the most kindest of all ponies. Her mentor was never much of a talker, but she was kind. It was thanks to her Wooden found her Cutie Mark so quickly, it was a tree with birds in it.
Wooden always wanted to meet the semi-kind manticore, for it knew who was friendly ever since her mentor gave it's father 'The Stare'. An art Wooden was starting to get better at. Wooden started to skip as she trotted away from the large trees and approached the manticore warren, hoping the manticore could lead her home. She turned around a tree and saw a horrendous scene.
A manticore was on the ground, arm-less, while a tall, bi-pedal creature looked at it. She had heard from her mentor that there was only a few creatures like this, but this creature was certainly THE human. Said human looked as if he had gotten marking all over his body, and they all glowed a bloody red, while his body was covered in blood. She was so busy being her quizzical self, that she forgot what the human had DONE. It seemed as if this human had utterly murdered the kind manticore, but something was off. Her mentor taught her how to see any creature's emotions, for it played a big part in 'The Stare', but she saw absolutely nothing from the human. She was wondering why that was, as her head realized something.
The human was staring at her with cold, life-less eyes....
'Nonononononononononoo STOP YOU! PLEASE!' Hercules thought with all of his heart as he saw himself walk slowly to the filly, his 'other' strangely saying something back,'You have to recognize me as a part of you before I stop.' Hercules just shook his head, in his head, for this could not be HIM... right? If this is a part of him, how was he created? I was never this evil... or was, no... or AM I? Hercules kept on questioning things until he finally came to a conclusion,'I admit you are a part of me, I may not know of your origins, or if you are indeed the REAL me, but you are me. I will accept you into my mind, but I want you to know that you should never take for granted my soul again, or I will make your worst nightmare come true...' The 'other Hercules laughed, scaring the filly.
'Alright,' the other said,' but call me Von, I am a peice of your identity, Von is a part of your original name. You will have to live in constant fear now, for you will have to deal with your other parts to get your full name. I will say my farewell Hercules .'
Hercules's body lost all of it's dark aura, but his right arm remained red.'I guess you are in my right arm Von...'
Hercules looked at the filly and said,"This manticore dared to fight with me while I was delusional, please heal him..." the filly looked at the man and nodded, and with that she ran to the side of the manticore. Her mentor's training kicking into high-gear.
Hercules looked at himself, his body was utterly messy and unkempt. He felt as if he had lost a piece of his mind, but he knew he had gained a new one in return. He concentrated with all of his mind to see what had changed in him. He saw that his magical reserve was tripled to what it was before. 'So the more I do this, the more I become.... me...'
Hercules suddenly was dragged into the black room again, but this time, he was in a nice and comfortable chair. Teleporting like that scared the hair off his beard, but he quickly knew what was to come.
"Hercules, you have gained your middle name, Von. Von is your anger of your past being. You will now face the part of you who controls your hatred. this test will be harder to pass, because you are a kind soul. Remember when you slaughtered that griffon?" Hercules nodded,"Your hatred was in control at that time. He will stop at nothing for vengeance. You must now face him. You will go into a place where love is to be fed upon, but your hatred will kill most of them if you are not careful... wouldn't want to anger some new allies would you?"
Hercules was shaking. He would have to go to that place, a place full of armies the size of ten equestrias, and come out without causing a war.
Before he could dis-agree, he was hit by another bolt of light.
Queen Chrysalis was out of the have, for she had diplomatic things to do, and the base was quiet... until a blue ball of fire descended from the sky....
Hercules knew that he had to watch himself in order to accept himself, so he stays quiet about the fact that his body was not falling. Hercules' 'other' was slowly descending himself down upon the ground. Levitating off the ground, but not going any further down, his 'other' went to one of the few scouts far away from the main hive.
The scout's name is Kinglish, for after the diplomatic alliance happened, love and happiness spread across the land. The Badlands do not exist anymore, for the land has become alive with love. The Changelings learned how to love, so they gave love to the land, as it gave love unto them. Their society had gone from vicious marauders to civilized beings in only a few years. You see, Changelings seemed to die out a year ago, but one had survived. She was Princess Ling-san Chrysalis and she had found out how to give love once more. She gave love to a plant, and the plant gave her more than double the love back, giving her energy to grow more plants, which spread love across the land soon enough, and she finally was strong enough to bear her first batch of children. Each of them she named and taught how to love. Changelings age quickly, so within a year twenty-thousand civilized changelings had been born.
Kinglish was happily watering his plant, as he felt a surge of something going into his veins while trying to absorb the love of his plant. Kinglish started to feel an immense pain as he stopped absorbing and tuned towards the cause of the surge. What stared back was a human, he knew because everyone was taught of him and his possible betrayal to the Princesses. No one in the Hive rusted non-ponies to live civilized among them.
Hercules watched as his other ran towards the baffled changeling yelling in an echoing voice,"DEATH, PAIN, KILL, HATE!" Hercules watched himself strangle the Changeling to death.
'NO STOP THIS! I accept you are another part of me, but please... I am you, and you are me. If you truly hate everything, then you hate yourself. Go imprison yourself into me, as I will show you love....'
'You have passed this test. I am Victor, for I am always victorious in the end. I represent your first name, and also your hatred to everything. Together we will become whole...'
The dark blue tattoos disappeared from Hercules' body, except at his chest.'So I guess he is the hatred in my heart afterall...'
'I am tired.... I am going to go home.... so my name is Victor Von somrthing.... odd name.'
Hercules tests out the levitation thing his 'other' did earlier, he wasn't perfect at it like his 'other' but he was not bad either. He flew all the way to his dorm room, and collapsed into a long, dark nightmare....