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// Hesperides 
// Story: Judgement 
// by rikkuidol 
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Chapter 6:
Hesperides


“The….Son of…….Sparda?!” bellowed the three headed hell hound as it looked at Nero from each head. “ I did not know he had a son?! ”

As Nero turned to face Cerberus, he put one hand on the upper part of his coat, as if trying to loosen it. “It seems that you know my father, mutt”. He said coolly. As if seeing a monster, Cerberus jumped back and growled. “ What are you doing here in the land of Equestria? ”

Both Twilight and Spike were slack-jawed at the scene that was taking place in front of their eyes. Cerberus the mighty and fearful Guardian of Tartarus, cowering like puppy in front of a creature not even as big as it’s paw; And the fact that it could speak? ‘He never did that before’ ‘what the HAY is going on?!’ she thought to herself.

“Tell me, is this tower connected to the Underworld?” said Nero in his usual tone and expression, while he slowly approaches the cowering Cerberus.

All worlds are connected to the Underworld, Every soul is to be judged accordingly 

“I see, you seem to know more, Why am I here, when I have already died?” Nero said as he suddenly vanished in a blue blur and reappeared at the muzzle of the middle Cerberus. As Cerberus whimpered like a little puppy it spoke:

“ I do not wish to share the same fate as my brethren; I am but a Guardian to this peaceful world ” it whimpered as it sat, “ But HE may be able to answer your questions ”

“Who’s he?” asked Nero with a quizzical tone but with his neutral expression.

“ The one that Resides in lowest floor of Tartarus, the Harbinger of the fall… ” it said in a low tone of voice as if telling a scary story, but Nero was not fazed by this, he merely retained his expression.

“Thanatos”

And as Cerberus spoke the name, a silent cry was heard from beyond the gates of Tartarus; And as it grew in volume the wind carried an ominous breeze that sent chills down the spine of Spike and Twilight, never did Twilight felt this kind of spine tingling fear, It was like Death was whispering in her ears. And as the sound died down, a little girl’s laugh was heard and as soon as it come and ended, the sound of Cerberus’ Disemboweled heads falling to the ground was heard.

Right on the spot, Twilight fainted and Spike vomited and also fainted soon after. Nero, already a few feet away from the lifeless body of Cerberus, saw the image of the one responsible for the death of the Hell Hound; A small dark Silhouette of a little girl who held an absurdly huge Scythe.

“What are you planning?” asked Nero as he shot a cold stare at the ghastly image. ”Who are you?”

“My name’s Hesperides!” said the ghastly image of a little girl with a sweet tone. “He was a bad puppy!” as she seemed to be pouting and looked at the corpse of Cerberus, then frowned as she met the gaze of Nero.

“You want to meet my Big Brother?” she asked as she played with its Scythe, which caught the attention of Nero but with his expression not changing.

“Yes, I wish to speak with your brother” he said bluntly

“OK!” she said with a cheery voice as it giggled, and then looked disappointed suddenly. “Not now though”

“And why not?” he asked as a growing light caught his attention from behind the forest.

“I don’t like the Morning Sun” she said with disappointment in its tone.

“What?” was all Nero could say as Hesperides seemed to frown with disappointment and slowly glided behind the gates with her scythe in tow, but before truly vanishing, a smile crept back in her face and spoke “Goo night” she said in a sweet little girl’s voice. Then the Gates quickly closed with a large sound, leaving the corpse of Cerberus behind.

‘Hesperides’ Nero thought to himself. He then walked next to the lifeless body of Cerberus and as he was about to touch the lifeless body of Cerberus; It glowed a bright red light and condensed in a little white orb and entered Nero’s body.

“Hmph, you may be of more use to me” said Nero as he touched his chest with one hand; he then put the said hand in front of him and a bright light flashed, as a Dark colored ‘Hydra’ Shotgun formed in his hand. “Interesting, but”

He then tossed the gun in the air without care, as if discarding it and spoke: “I Despise Guns”