The Overlord

by Space Wizard Novablast


The Overlord and the one who never laughs part 4

Ollie sat down opposite the pony and scratched his head. "So............" He said awkwardly. "Do you really not remember anything?"

The pony didn't say anything, he just looked at Ollie before he started staring into the fire again.

"So, maybe we should start with introductions." Ollie said, moving so he was sitting next to the pony. "I'm Ollie, or The Overlord if you prefer. Whats your name?"

The pony looked at Ollie and shrugged before he started staring into the fire again.

"Oh, right, sorry." Ollie said, rubbing his neck absent mindedly. He turned to Jack and Luna and made a motion that seemed to say 'The fuck am i exactly supposed to do.' Which was returned with a "I don't know!" From both the Alicorn and the murderer.

Ollie turned to look at the pony again and started thinking. There had to be some way of reminding him of his previous life....... Reminding, Ollie thought to himself. A grin spread across his grin, or rather his pupils formed into two devious lines that could maybe resemble deviousness, or constipation.

"Alright, come here." Ollie said to the pony, dragging the hobo along. Throughout this entire ordeal, much to his credit, the pony hadn't winced or even changed his expression in the slightest.

Ollie placed him on a box near the wall and dragged both Luna and Jack over so they were standing in front of him. "Okay guys, i need to have your consent to what im about to do."

"I wouldn't participate in anything you ever thought of, and no amount of loot could persuade me." Jack said, to which Luna nodded quickly and enthusiastically.

"M'kay, just stand there and wait for a little while." Ollie said, completely disregarding the words of the murderer. He walked back to the pony and got his attention by waving his hand at him. "Okay, so you need to watch this very closely."

The pony still didn't utter a word, in stead he just blinked and stared at Jack and Luna with an expression of extreme loathing. Ollie however didn't notice it, and proceeded with his plan.

Lighting Jack on fire.

He snapped his fingers and a small flame appeared on the Englishmans coat. It soon spread to the rest of his body, causing him to run for his life and roll around on the ground.

"See!" Ollie said enthusiastically to the pony. "Just like old times right Azazel?" He said in the most cheerful voice he had ever used, one he never hoped he'd use again.

The pony just blinked before looking at the wall again.

"Oh my god you little son of a-!" Ollie yelled, punching the wall the pony was looking at, causing it to crumble and collapse in on itself.

And for one of the bricks to hit the pony.

"Oh my gosh!" Luna said, being the first to react she sprinted to the stallion and lifted his head, there was now a bump the size of an egg. "Why would you do that?" She asked Ollie, her voice so high pitched it could've shattered glass.

"I don't know, I got angry and I just overreacted." Ollie said, rubbing the back of his neck absent mindedly.

The pony blinked a few times and looked around. Until his eyes fixed on Ollie and became as large as dinner plates. "My lord?" He said, before he smiled widely. "MY LORD!" He leapt from Luna and clung to Ollie's leg. "I've been looking for you everywhere, you must return to the kingdom my king, it is chaos and.... Why am I an equine?"

Ollie looked at the pony before he said. "Slow down Azazel, one thing at a time. What are you doing here?"

The pony jumped up from Luna's grasp and cleared his throat, once he had done so he knelt. "I personally set out on a quest to find you my lord. The kingdom has come to ruin in your absence, and your minions run rampant without you there to guide them."

Ollie nodded. "It seems we have much to discuss Azazel, but first, why don't you change into a form more fitting?"

"I was hoping you would never ask." The pony said. Cocky smile gleaming in the dim light. He bent his forelegs and tensed. Soon dark energies swirled around him, causing the fires in the barrels to flicker and the dust to be blown to the edges of the walls. When the storm had finally settled, gone was the pony. In stead there was a red skinned demon with small horns, large black wings, and all of Ollie's armor excluding gauntlets and helmet.

"Luna, may I present to you. Azazel, my son!"