The Greedy Hunger of a Burning Desire

by Redwolf15

Chaper II

First You Have to Buy Me Dinner
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Despite all the food being vegetarian, I wolfed that stuff down. I thought it would be hard for me to eat with a beak, turns out things aren’t so different.

“Gee, you certainly are hungry.” Seam Stitch comments.

“Yeah, can’t explain why though.” I say in between bites.

“So, Mr. Greed, you say that this body of yours isn’t the one you were born with? And you come from a different world?” The Professor asks almost sceptical. We’ve been exchanging information throughout dinner. From what I’ve learned, I’m in a country called Equestria, ruled by two sisters, Princess Celestia and Princess Luna. The inhabitants are ponies, pegasi, and unicorns. In exchange I’ve been telling them about myself and my world.

“Yup, wasn’t covered in feather’s, didn’t have a tail, wings, claws, or a beak. Body structure is accurate though.” I grab my fourth apple and begin munching down on it. My appetite finally subsiding after five servings of vegetables and fruits. “And I was never so hungry in my life!”

“Well, I hope you don’t eat like that every day, nearly cleaned out our stocks. You could very well eat the entire countries food supply in just a few short weeks.” The Professor get’s a twinkle in his eyes at his daughter’s comment, one that spells bad idea. Good thing she catches the twinkle as well. “Dad, don’t you dare get any ideas on that. At least not ones that you’ll try.” A yellow mist wraps the plates, utensils, and bowls on the table and float into the sink.

“How do you do that?” I ask amazed.

“It’s a simple levitation spell. Basically the first thing a unicorn learns when practicing magic.” Seam Stitch answers.

“So there’s magic this world?”

“Yes, isn’t there any in yours?”

“Nope, sleight of hand and illusions were the closest thing to magic back where I came from.”

“You’re taking this rather well Mr. Greed, does something like this happen often?” The Professor asks yet another question. But this one’s the least sporadic, and he sounded calm asking it.

“No Professor, it isn’t. I suppose I’m not flipping shit because I’m no stranger to change. Certainly, this is on a totally different level than the usual things, and surprises me just as much if not more, but I can adjust. Just like how I always do.” His ears perk up to my reply, though they’ve been doing that to just about everything I tell him.

Seam get’s out of her chair and walks to the sink where she just placed the dishes. As she turns on the tap and fill the sink with soapy water, I notice a tattoo on her ass. It was a threaded needle going through two pieces of fabric in a perfect design. “Is that some ink I spy?”

She looks at me confused for a moment, but blushes when she catches the direction my eyes are gandering to. “No, it’s a cutie mark Greed. Everypony get’s one on their flank at some point. It identifies who they are, what they’re special talent is. I found mine out while making clothes for my mother when she was...” Her voice trails off a bit and goes quiet. I notice that the Professor has a saddened expression on his face too. “But anyway, after it appeared I figured out how well of a seamstress I am. I’ve been making clothing ever since.”

“Everyone has one of those? Even you Professor?”

“Yup!” His expression changes back the very moment I ask him the question. I regret ever asking him because he decided to show me by shoving his ass up over the table. I avert my gaze in fear of seeing something I don’t want to, keeping a close eye on his cutie mark and nothing else.

“Dad, put your butt down this instant!” Seam orders. Grudgingly, he does as told, but it was kept up long enough to make out what it was: a brain with five lightning bolts striking it.

“So Mr. Greed-”

“Professor, you can stop calling me Mr. Greed. Greed will do just fine.” I interrupt.

“What are you going to do now?” His question catches me off guard.

“Well Professor, seeing as though I’ve been around for nearly an hour, I haven’t thought much about that. I suppose I’ll need to find a place to stay for some time until I can actually do that.”

“We’d be happy to have you as a guest for the time.” Seam comments from the sink. “But I’m afraid it won’t be for free, you’ll have to earn your keep.”

“That’s fine with me, I understand that it won’t be a free ride.” I shrug.

“Does that mean I get to perform some experiments on him?” The professor jump on the table with hope.

“Dad, no experimenting with guests!” He pouts and sits back down. His ears perk up when he notices me giving out a giant yawn and stretch my arms.

“Jeez, I’m actually kind of tired.” I rub my eyelids. “If it’s all the same to you, I wouldn’t mind hitting the sack.”

“Really? It’s only 7:30.” Seam indicates to their clock hanging on a wall. That is strange, I haven’t been tired this early since I was a kid. “Guess I should show you where you’ll be sleeping.” I follow Seam through her home. It is a large place, not so easy to get yourself lost, but make a wrong move you will get turned around.

“Well, here we are. Make yourself at home.” I’m greeted with queen sized bed. Not much to say about the rest of the room though, a night stand, window, closet. Looks normal enough, nothing that makes it stand out. “Have a good sleep Greed, you probably need it, don’t you?”

I answer by collapsing face first on the bed, soft. Seam closes the door behind me saying how she’ll see me in the morning. I roll onto my back, it felt uncomfortable with my new wings in the way. I cover my eyelids with my forearm and chuckle.

“‘I don’t know’? ‘Haven’t thought much about it’? ‘Find a place to stay’?” I laugh some more, I find the lie to be funny for some reason, like a personal joke. “Of course I know what I’m going to do.”

“Oh, and what might that be?” I spring from my bed to the opposite side of the voice and ready for whatever attack they may try. But to my surprise, it wasn’t someone who wanted to harm me. “So how you liking the new body?”

“Nice, I suppose.” I flex my muscles in gratitude. “So how’d you do it Red?”

“Believe it or not, but I’m a god.” The same red haired woman who sent me here answers. “Something like universe transfer and biological remodeling are easy-peasy for me.”

“A god, huh? Why does a god need a mortal’s help?”

“Sorry, but that’s a hush-hush business. But you can ask me something else if you want.” She puts a finger to her lips.

“Okay, what are you doing here and which god are you?”

“As to which god I am, your kind doesn’t have a name for me yet. Have you ever wondered why some cultures worship some gods but not others?” I nod my head, that question has always puzzled me. Why did the Romans believe that Jupiter was the King of gods while the Norse believe Odin to be? Even today some cultures refuse to acknowledge other gods. “Some gods only allow their existence to be known in some areas at certain times. That’s why the Greeks believe in the gods like Zeus, Gaia, and Hercules while the Egyptians believe in Ra, Osiris, and Atum. It’s because those groups of gods allowed themselves to be known to those certain cultures. Whereas I and my kind have yet to allow ourselves to be known, maybe we’ll present ourselves in a couple thousand years when the Mayan gods die out. Just like how the Japanese gods took over when the Dermin gods died out.”

“The who?” I ask never before hearing of these Dermin.

“Exactly.” Guess that means I just proved her point. “But for the time being, just call me Red. As to why I’m here, I’m not allowed to interfere with you directly. But that doesn’t mean I can’t come and visit. Some gods like to stick with their representatives, others are fine with just observing on the side lines. Me, I’m in between. I’d like to know what you’re up to and what you’ve been doing, and I’d like to see it from your own point of view, not by watching from behind your back. So I’ll be dropping in every now and again to hear what you’ve been up to.”

“Makes sense I suppose.“ I shrug. “Now, you said you would give me power. So what power is this?”

“Are you so ignorant?” She sighs. “You’re a phoenix, Trevor-”

“Greed.” I correct her. “Before sending me here you said that some people have changed their names. So I changed mine to Greed.”

“Greed, I like it.” She smiles “Back to my point before it got derailed. What are phoenixes most known for?”

“Being able to set themselves on fire?”

“Exactly. Do you know why I gave you the form of a phoenix? For their fire! A phoenix’s flame isn’t normal, it’s a very powerful and magic element. So awesome that it has its own magical properties that allows it to burn virtually anything!” Well, isn’t that some pleasant knowledge? To be able to burn just about anything, I like that. “So, you have any more questions?”

“What happened to me?” The unnamed goddess looks at me sideways, unclear of my question. “I mean the me back on Earth. I have a new body, but my mind, and soul if those exist, are in this one. So tell me, did you dump my thoughts into a body you crafted from scratch, or did you stretch and mold my old one into this? And if this is my old body, what happened to me?”

She let’s out a suspended breathe and sits on a chair next to the wall. “Not many, if any of you humans, have asked that before. This body is yours, is in a sense, your old one; but at the same time it is not. It’s hard to explain to a mortal, but it’s kind of like if I were to tell you that your old body is that one but is also in a subspace dimension at the same time, while your mind is anchored here.” Now it’s my turn to look at her quizzically. I’m sure it’s true what she said, it is difficult to explain to a mortal who doesn’t understand godly things. “Look, it’s the best explanation I can give you so let’s just leave it at that. On to the second part of your question, you’re dead.”

“‘Scuse me?”

“I myself thought it best if you ‘died’ back home. If you just went missing questions would raised. Who would look for a dead man?”

“That’s kind of you to think, Red. But dead or not, no one would have come looking for me. No one would have missed me if I were to suddenly go missing. And if someone were to notice, they’d either not care or be relieved.” She doesn’t speak, just gives a curious look as to why I would say that. I suppose being a god doesn’t mean you’re omnipotent of knowledge.

“Well, I think that’s enough for today Feathers. I drop by in a couple days and see how you’re doing.”

“Hey Red,” I stop her before she disappears. “There are other humans around, aren’t there?” I take it that her silence means yes. “Are they strong?”

A wicked grin plays across her face. “That’s why I like you Greed. I’ve been answering your questions, but you never answered mine. What are you going to do?” I greet her grin with my own.

“Tell me Red, what does everybody want to be in America? President of course. And why’s that? Because they want power, they want to be the most powerful figure and will lie through their teeth if they have to to get that. That’s what I’m going to do Red. Why do you think I chose the name Greed? Because I want it, I want it all! The money and women, that shit’s just a bonus. But what I will stop at nothing to achieve is power! I’ll defeat any and all who would get in my way! I care not if they bow to me, just as long as they acknowledge my might and learn their place! That’s what I’ll do Red, I’ll become the most powerful to exist!” I start laughing maniacally, my wings unfold to their farthest length in response to my mood.

“Greed?” Seam Stitch knocks on my door. “You okay in their?” I look at the door in fear, I can’t let Seam see Red. But to the surprise that I should have seen coming, she was missing from the chair.

“Uh, yeah Seam.” I call from inside the room. “Sorry, I just sort of thought of some from my home. Personal joke that you wouldn’t understand. Everything’s cool.”

“Right, just go easy on the crazy laughter. I don’t think this house can hold to crazies.” I hear her hooves getting fainter as she walk away. I slump back down in my bed, the knowledge that other strong human around excites me. But knowing that the humans here are not the only things that are strong excite me even more.

The Professor and Seam told me a lot about this world, and the rulers, Celestia and Luna. Apparently they don’t rule just because their of royal blood, but because they haven’t yet been beaten and overthrown. Which means that only they can be the most powerful beings around.

I begin laughing maniacally again, but much softer this time. The awesome power of those two jitter me up so much that I no longer feel tired. I lay in bed for just thinking of what kind of power they,and everything else in this world has to offer me. Thinking of what I’m to face and what I can face. But I can’t rush in blindly, I need a strategy and information.

I need to know strengths, weaknesses, schedules, everything. But first I need to figure out how to control my own power, I need to figure myself out all over again. Perhaps the Professor can help?

Author's Note:

Please note if you spot any spelling errors. Thardoc, you're fired if they do.

On a second note, if you people were once, are you still thinking Greed to be a hero still? (Then again, he did have a rather brutal introduction and it said he wasn't a good guy in the description.)

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Dear god, I thought I posted this chapter weeks ago! Oops.

Comments

[sugarush13]

I FOUND A SPELLING ERROROR

I don’t think this house can hold to crazies

You wrote 'to' but I think you meant to write 'two'