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// His Explanation Cont. 
// Story: The Blood of a Heretic 
// by ArmOfSorrow 
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"Y-y-you did what?" Spike asked, wide-eyed.
"We exterminated them, killed them all. They no longer exist in my world, and probably for the better." I said, as I continued to examine my book. A strange written language indeed. "I believe the last known living dragon was the Dragon of Gibraltar, he earned a name because he was quite a foe. It took nearly three hundred men to kill him, with nearly half of them being killed themselves."
"But why?!" Twilight exclaimed, moving to stand in front of Spike.
"Dragons were dangerous. They would regularly raid towns, castles, villages, and I cannot tell you how many bloodlines were erased from the world." I said, peeking at them from under my hood. "Twilight, I'm not doing to hurt Spike, he isn't big enough to earn me the title of Dragonslayer anyway."
The group just stared at me, all of them had horror clearly plastered on their faces. It was too much, I couldn't contain myself, and burst out laughing.
"Oh, your expressions. Nay, I wouldn't hurt Spike for any reason in the world, unless he attacked me. I am a guest in your land, and regardless of my species' interaction with the Drakes, I have no grudge against yours. Now, I believe that we should continue our discussion. We were on the topic of Frey and his cultists?"
"Ah... Yes. We uh... need to decide what to do about them." Twilight muttered, looking to her friends for support. Once again, they were far too flabbergasted to give any.
"Aston dear, if you don't mind, would you please explain to us where your portal left you?" Rarity said, preferring an initiative over shocked silence.
"I believe I was deposited in the forest, just a few minutes walk from where I confronted Applejack. However, I didn't see Frey and his company, so it's reasonable to assume that the portal opened up elsewhere and they moved me, believing me to be dead." I said, putting my borrowed book away. "It's crucial that we find where they are located. Depending on how long they have been active before I awoke, they could have opened a portal back to my world, or may be working on one to the Black Realm."
As I spoke, there was a flash of light in the room, and a tall white Pony appeared,flanked by a smaller blue pony and several obvious guardsponies. Reacting on instinct, believing them to be a threat, I dove behind the bookshelf and drew my sword, pressing myself against the bookshelf.
"Hey! Where'd you go?" Exclaimed Rainbow Dash, as she followed me around the shelf. "Twilight, he just dissapeared!" She said, as she stared right at me, unable to see me. In the background, I would hear Twilight speaking very quickly to a "Princess".
"I apologize, I mistook your acquaintance for an assailant. That, Mrs. Rainbow Dash, was an example of my cognitive ability with Fae, in combination with my enchanted cloak. I am supposed to be able to quickly disappear, and as such, I was given the ability to." I said as I walked back to stand in front of the group; the guardsponies watching me very carefully.
"That's a very interesting ability, Mr. Fisk. I'd like to introduce myself, I am Princess Celestia, the ruler of Equestria in cooperation with my sister here, Princess Luna." Said the white, regal pony, giving me a warm smile. "I believe we have an emergency to handle, correct?"
I gave a short bow to the royalty, and explained the situation to her again, from my arrival to my job to the danger of Frey, as I had heard Twilight do earlier. "And, your majesty, should the cultists somehow find a way to open a portal to the Black Realm or bring in more of their heretic allies... I think we may need form me to travel back to my world and bring another Inquisitor or two." I ended.
Celestia nodded, thinking about what I had just told her.
"Have a company of Pegasi patrol the Whitetail woods and the borders of the Everfree, those are the areas most likely to hide the people our guest is looking for." Spoke Celestia, to her guardspony, who in turn nodded and flashed away.
'Another teleportation spell. They seem to be quite common here.' I thought as I observed.
"So Princess' jus' what are we gonna do 'bout Aston here? He needs a place 'tuh stay 'till he can go home." Applejack asked, her anger at me having melted down to only a mild irritation and distrust.
"Well, I noticed that Mr. Fisk here-"
"Just Aston, your majesty." I said.
"-Aston, seemed to be quite interested in the library. Twilight, would you mind allowing him to stay here for the time being?"
"Oh, of course Princess! Then I could continue to question him about his world and his history." Twilight said happily.
"I can't argue, your majesty. I have only the clothes and tools on my back, so I shan't be much trouble at all." 
And with that, the meeting dissolved and the ponies went back to their respective homes. I received a respectful nod from Rainbow Dash, who was apparently impressed with my ability to disappear. From the rest of the ponies, I received simple smiles and goodbyes, while Applejack left without saying a word.

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Roughly a half hour later, I was sitting in Twilight's basement, having removed my robe and weapons, explaining to her why I wore the leather armor underneath, and why it was designed the way it was.
"Interesting... Well, Aston, I have one last request." Said Twilight, as she scribbled some more into her notebook, which must have been halfway filled already.
"And what is that?" I answered.
"Could you tell me what the Inquisitors are, and tell me how you became one,in addition to explaining what your role and position is within that group?"
"Quite specific, aren't we?" I asked, giving a short laugh. "Well, I suppose. First of all, you do not join the Inquisitors. Children are taken shortly after birth and raised in monasteries , and at age seven, they begin to train.They are taught by a variety of instructors, who teach them to sneak, to interrogate, to fight, and to kill. At age ten, they are infused with whatever Fae enchantments they may need for their branch of service- which is chosen for us based on our educational reception so far. I was given a... chameleon type spell, which, in conjunction with an enchanted robe, can render me nearly completely invisible if my body is in the right conditions."
"Uh huh.." Muttered Twilight, scribbling madly. "Go on."
"Now, the enchanting is a long, painful process, because the human body does not take kindly to Fae being infused within us. We have a natural resistance to it. Should they survive the process, and most do, they are moved on to an apprenticeship at age twelve. Once an apprentice has proven they are able to act accordingly to the situations they are ordered to face, they are promoted to the rank of Inquisitor and sent on their way. There are three ranks of Inquisitors- Inquisitor, Master Inquisitor, and Inquisitor General. The Generals do not serve in the field, unless there is an active war. They coordinate and assign the lower two ranks."
"So what rank are you?" Twilight asked, interrupting me.
"I am a Master Inquisitor, and was close to being promoted to General until this happened and I was sent here. Now I would imagine that I will not make General for many more years. Anyway-" I said, wishing to stray from the unpleasant thought. "Is there anything else you would like to know?"
"Just some personal things to add to my notebook as a finishing touch. Would you mind telling me about your apprenticeship and promotion?" Twilight asked, leaning forward, awaiting my explanation. 
" I was apprenticed to a man named Ark, alongside two other recruits who became my close friends for the duration of our apprenticeship." I began. "Those two were named Garrett, my bunkmate, and Alyss, my best friend. We all served uneventfully for four years until war broke out between Mercia and the Kingdom of the Essex. There, Alyss, Garrett and I managed to sneak into an enemy camp, poison their food, assassinate their general, and scatter their horses. Two days later, the Mercian army decimated them and we three were immediately promoted to Master Inquisitors for bravery. I was sixteen when it happened, and have served as a Master Inquisitor for seven years now."
"Wow, your world seems so.. violent. It it always like that?" Twilight asked, eyes cast down in thought.
"Unfortunately, yes. There are quite a few wars and conflicts as is, and that's without Heretics trying to bring about their own apocalypse every few years or so. Now,as much as I've enjoyed speaking with you tonight, it had been nearly eight hours since I arrived in your world, at night, and your clock reads three in the morning. I would like to retire, if I may." I said, as I stood up and began to retreat to my temporary quarters. "I will see you tomorrow, and let us pray that we will swiftly find and eradicate the heretic scum that plagues your land and mine."
"Uh... Night to you too." Muttered a bewildered Twilight.