//------------------------------// // Back in control/Bad ideas all around! // Story: The Priest of Nalarath // by Pigrangler //------------------------------// Twilight's living- OH YOU KNOW WHERE IT IS! WE'VE BEEN HERE FOR LIKE 4 CHAPTERS! Third Person POV Father Gregory had been in many horrible situations in his life. Being whipped for stealing food, his parents dying when he was eight, that beating he got from several other kid's for being different and hating color, meeting Death, to name a few. But nothing could ever come close to the terrible situation he had found himself in today. Standing mere inches from him, with a snarling mug and death like stare, was a very upset magical princess. So many thoughts were running through Gregory's mind at this time. However, they were not about how he was going to get out of this situation, or even apologize to the angry Luna. Gregory was yelling at Death mentally while simultaneously, unknown to him, giving Luna a bored expression. He had completely derailed from the real world to focus all of his power at giving Death a verbal beat down. I cant repeat what was said but know this, Death apologized. That's right...DEATH APOLOGIZED! And he didn't do it because of emotional backlash from taking over Gregory's body or anything like that, but from pure fear. While Gregory was having his mental argument with Death, Luna was growing more irritated at his expression, unaware in the rise of power coming from the former priest. Celstia and Twilight however, could feel a very dark power growing within Gregory. Before anypony could warn Luna however, Spike put himself in front of Gregory, facing the very irate princess of the night and surprising everypony in the room. Spike tried his hardest to match Luna's death glare, and only slightly succeeded. She seemed to get the message, as she stopped advancing. Her glare on Gregory however, did not falter as she turned to look at Spike, slightly startling him. He had never gone so far as to even question one of the princesses, but Spike had stood up for his friends before. And even though he had only known Gregory for a very short time, he still considered him a friend. The human had opened up to Spike, and told him of his life in Nalarath. He had put his trust in the little dragon, and Spike wasn't about to throw it away. Plus, he had noticed that Gregory was acting very strange, even before this whole Q&A had started. There just had to be something bothering Gregory, and beating him to a pulp wouldn't solve anything. Luna was about to tell Spike to step aside when he spoke up. "Don't. You. Hurt. Him! Look...I know that he said some inappropriate things, but hurting him wont solve anything Luna. And besides, he has been acting more and more strange ever since this meeting started. Something isn't right, and I don't think that Gregory is to blame," Spike said while holding his arms out to protect Gregory from Luna's wrath. Everypony in the room was shocked at that. Spike was usually so quit and carefree. But when Gregory was hurt, he had rushed to his side and stood to defend him, and tell Luna to back off. Spikes mention of there being something wrong with Gregory, didn't seem to be helping either. Luna had stopped fuming at this point, and was instead giving Spike a look of confusion. "If Gregory is not to blame for his own actions, then who is?", Luna asked Spike with a raised eyebrow. "I can tell you who," Gregory replied, in a seemingly calm voice. If one were to listen carefully though, they could detect the seething anger coming from within. Celestia was observant enough to truly sense the rage in Gregory. That mysterious power had somehow completely vanished, but that did nothing to calm Celestia. In fact, it made her more worried about what was to come. Hang on Gregory. Let's think about this! I'm done thinking things over! And I'm done talking to you! Maybe if I tell them the truth, they can set me free! Do you really think that's such a good idea? If you don't, then yes. Ugh...stubborn mortal What?! I uh...nothing "You were saying Gregory?", Twilight questioned, trying to pull Gregory from his mental struggle. She didn't like how he was acting at all. I suppose that, if the princesses can forgive him for his rudeness, then so can I. What really bothers me though is that power he was building up earlier. What happened to it? And did he just agree with Spike in saying his actions were not his own? "I was saying that I know who made me do those things. And let me tell you...I am NOT happy with them," Gregory replied with that same 'calm' manner. Wait...I think I felt something. Celestia thought when she heard Gregory speak. Look I know your upset with me, but you really need to calm down and stop bottling up your energy. Trust me, it wont end pretty. Like it matters? Has anything ever ended pretty? Have any of your ideas ended in a good thing? ... That's what I thought. ...He-he What's so funny? What's about to happen. Why? What's about to happen? If you thought my ideas were bad, wait until you see the outcome of YOUR decision. This made Gregory hesitate. He was too flustered to stop and think about what could have happened. But he was so angry with Death that, he decided it wouldn't matter what the outcome was. So, instead of taking Death's advice, he pushed it aside and continued with ratting him out. Before he could begin to speak, a very strange thing happened. Everpony and everyone in the room, began to hear a strange humming noise. Gregory and everypony just sat and listened to the humming.The longer they sat in silence, the louder it seemed to grow until... "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Gregory let out a blood curdling screech, startling everypony in the room. It had enough force to send Spike into princess Luna, and her into princess Celestia, and all of them into the wall. The scream lasted for about a minute, with that built up power pouring out with every second. After it was over, Gregory was left sitting on the floor with both hands on his stomach. Ugh...what the hell was that? ... Death? I...I don't believe it...I mean...I knew about the other thing happening but this?! WHAT OTHER THING?! WHAT DID I DO!? You perfectly executed the Reaper's Yell. ...What? That sounds like some thing you just made up. I'm serious about this Gregory. The Reaper's Yell is a very powerful technique, that takes a long time to master. It gives a reaper the ability to scare mortals to death, scare souls to life, and even make demons quiver. You're lucky none of your new friends are dead, but just sleeping. That shout though...I've only seen few of my students able to use it. Wait...I thought I was the only person granted with your favor? Correction, you are the only HUMAN, granted with my favor. But put that petty jealousy aside because right now, we have much bigger problems. Like what? Well for one, the fact that you knocked out everyone In the room by screaming at them. And two...you remember that thing I mentioned about scaring souls to life? ...You mean?... If your thinking that every wandering soul that has yet to be judged is now back in their own body's, and are currently digging their way out to find new life by destroying the living, and that we need to stop them, then your wrong. Oh thank heavens...I was worried that we would have to deal with zombie ponies or something. I'm not helping you. What? My earlier though Gregory. The only thing that's false about it was the ending where I say that WE go kill the zombies. You got yourself into this mess, now it's your job to get yourself out. And I would be quick about it, because the longer we sit here, the possibility of several new dead souls popping up, becomes a reality. And with that message from Death, Gregory fainted. Ugh...Why did I pick you? ????'s House Sitting in his pony skin bed, the crazy green pony sat there, humming a catchy tune. After a few minutes of humming, he hear a very loud scream. It was so painful to the pony's ears, that he shoved his hooves directly into them, to try and block out the noise. After a few moment's, the screaming stopped. The pony pulled his hooves from his ears, to reveal that there was blood on them. Get ready. We have work to do. "What are you talking about? Was that you screaming?" No...something worse. It appears that this world has a reaper, a powerful one if it can perform the Reaper's Yell. "Reaper's yell? What are you going on about?" Never mind that for now. Go to the basement, we need to get to work.. "On what?" The reaper's yell can bring the dead back to life if their souls weren't judged. And judging by the sounds coming from underneath us, I'd say this reaper hasn't discovered our plans yet. This gives me an idea but we must hurry. Grab all of the rope and duct tape, and head to the basement for part 1. Then begin to board up the house for part 2. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow... "Yes master."