My victim will be... (Erosaf)

Fun she thought, or maybe it wasn't fun she couldn't tell. She laughed fun, who would want to have fun these days? She didn't she actually had important stuff to do. Which was do her duty in making the world a better place, which was getting rid of the light. She'd be happy when they would be gone. She'd actually have a life in fact. Instead she was stuck here in this lonely world, well not exactly lonely. She just needed something to do, to control her lust to kill. It was the only thing she really enjoyed doing actually, in a way it helped her.

It had been awhile since she really killed anyone and it was really bugging her. She'd make do with killing rabbits though which their was a plenty of. She didn't like it at all that she had to suffer like this no one to torture. She'd need to find someone and it better be fast she thought bitterly. Of course no one would see it coming with her name and all. She thought that it was unfair that she had to be stuck with this name.

It wasn't like she had even wanted it, she had wanted something to match her personality. Of course her mother had to name her something stupid and now she was stuck with it. Of course she could change her name, she just needed to come up with one. She could just easily lie to others about her name. Something like Trickster or maybe trouble. Just something other than Happy go lucky an Nasty name to her. How was she mistaken for a light by her mother? No. She had been quite rude and nasty to her mother when she was little.

So of course her mother hadn't minded since she had been a insane mare. Now Happy was plotting her revenge against her mom. She just needed someone to torture at the very moment. Who would it be? A mare, or maybe it would be a stallion this time. She didn't care she just needed someone to torture. She wasn't here in Alaknanda river for a home she was here looking for someone to torture. " Hmm... who will be my next Victim," She had asked out loud. Who ever it was would not be so lucky, maybe they'd even die.

A tall black stallion stood watching the horses around him at the river for a moment. They seemed to run from him in fear at the moment. Dóiteáin was the one blessed with the strength to control molten lava, and it was something that he relished to be able to do. It meant he never had to go swimming or anything.

He glared at the Alaknanda River, and reaching within himself to his very core. Out came the explosion of lava from his mouth, forming a dam in the river which he walked across. A couple of rabbits glared up at him, but one look from him and they cowered away. The molten lava markings on his front legs and hidquarters seemed to glow as he breathed.

No, he was not completely sane, who could be, with the lord of Hell, Satan, as their grandafther? The land of Still Waters was reeling from his taking it from Thanelien. There was no chance that it was going to be anyone but his now that he had come there. the hard hooves carried him towards the scent of a hellion, and he stopped in front of her.

Waiting.

Raising her head she thought she heard a stallion. well she thought to herself this would be fun. maybe not fun, it would give her something to do though. Something every mare like her needed in life. She waited quietly for him to show up, wondering what he'd look like. She hoped he was one of those goody goody stallions wanting to do good for the world. Now then she'd never torture someone who was on the same side as she was. He better be she thought bitterly to herself because soon she was going to burst. Or course it would be like killing her own offspring if she killed someone of her kind.

It was of her kind and of course and she would definitely not kill it wasn't right. She still glared at him though deciding that she better not let him get the best of her. She snorted softly wondering if he was going to introduce himself? She held her head up high, her locks of fire that her mane was made up seemed to grow longer. Something that happened every time she got annoyed. of course it was normal for her to get annoyed like that.

" You're a hellion? I was hoping for some I could actually kill but now that you're here I might as well introduce myself. Please don't make fun of my name my mother was insane, my name is Happy go Lucky." She rose her head higher snorting warning him against making fun of her. If he did of course he'd have to have paid for it with her abilities to torture. She was of a mare brought from hell, well almost might as well been.

"Why would one hellion make fun of another? That seems rather silly to me, Happy Go Lucky." He didn't smile, he knew that she wanted him to so she could attack him. That was not something he did, make others get the things they wamted.

"Dóiteáin is my name. I am the gradson of the lord of hell itself, Satan." He chuckled. "My mother's his daughter, Permisso." It was a line to be proud of really. Though to him, his mother was weak unlike him. She'd refused to succumb to Inferno Plains, and he thought that was a mistake. he was more powerful now.

She smiled wickedly to herself any stallion would have been afraid of her. A mare who did not care what others thought about her, well almost. She looked at the stallion wondering what he had even thought about her. She didn't like it when she didn't get her way but this was okay he was another Hellion. She knew that she would hurt him but she wouldn't love him either. She did not believe in such things as love, to her it was quite stupid. Something she had no use for so she did not care about it at all.

" Well Dóiteáin I've gotten so used to others doing that, of course they died because of that. They didn't deserve to live and they were not Hellion anyways. Hell you say? I might as well be it, well my mother tells me that. what brings you here to Alaknanda Dóiteáin?" She smiled.

"hell's leader had but one daughter and that is my mother. he had not any son's either, so that cannot be possible."

Dóiteáin smiled though. "I come seeking those worthy of a place within my herd." That was the only reason he came here. He did not need to be, but he'd been called here for some reason. She likely was it.

There were no emotions in him except the ones making up his personality. Evil was something he truly was now. That was something that had been unstopped, and that meant trouble for those who wanted him. He had no sympathy in him.

" You've heard me wrong Dóiteáin I didn't say that my mother was, I just might as well be straight from hell, My mother isn't like me. She is Insane and which is why I'm stuck with the Name Happy go lucky. She believes that I'm from hell when I truly am not, not that I don't wish I was. Never mind that though I'm curious what draws you to me though. I'm a mare that almost always brings destruction where ever I go. " She smiled foolishly, not knowing why she had said all that.

" If you're thinking of adding me to your collection of mares, I wouldn't think so. I won't take to be treated like dirt and where would the fun be without anyone to torture?" She had to know what he was thinking she a perfect addition to his herd. truly she had to be anything than that? She wanted to be special and it happens a lot where some mares grow to hate being stuck in a place with no one to torture.

"I came to collect mares, some for slaves, others like you to be higher up in ranking, as actual mares of the herd who will not be badly treated. Already I have one. Simplicity, who needs teaching a lesson." He chuckled.
"One like you would not be treated badly, and would even have a chance at becoming my queen as well." That was something he was going to be pleased about choosing. He would not choose until he had a few evil mares. "You'd have more freedom in the lands than the lower slaves."

Smiling Happy turned her head as a doe passed by, one of those creatures she thought. She was proud of herself because she managed to keep her calm instead of attacking the stallion. That was mainly her only instinct in life to kill. And of course she might not have been able to kill this stallion, she would have been able to take a nice chunk of him though. She wouldn't dare though since she didn't have it in her to kill another hellion. And besides she might possibly be going home with him. She didn't know if she wanted to yet because she felt like she'd be torturing the other mares. " I'm pretty sure I could teach her a lesson or to, although don't expect me to be nice about it." She smirked before continuing. " If that is so, someone for me to torture I will join your Herd."

"She tried to sneak away from me earlier, and I know that she needs teaching a lesson. As long as you dont hurt her in anyway that could be deadly, then she is yours to hurt." He smiled. "Still Waters is my home, but soon it'll be like a desert, I can't stand all the water there."
Simplicity had no idea what she was going to be getting herself into now. "Others will come as well, that I plan on taking for my own herd, one of them a slave, another an untouchable herd mare."

" Kill her? No... I'd make her suffer instead she'd be begging to die... Where is the fun in just killing a slave? No indeed I'd torture her, not kill her though." She smirked. " well trying to get away won't do her any good will it? Of course now she'll be put in her proper place as a Slave."
She wondered what Simplicity would think of her before she actually started to torture her. " I don't feel any sympathy for the mare, in fact she actually deserves to be taught a lesson." She didn't smile, she kept her face serious. " I bet with your smarts you'll get them, I actually would say that you will, considering most stallions around can be quite stupid."

"They only ever block the ones they want to keep, and at the moment, I don't think the two I want have been. Think its time this place got a bit of a wake up, seeing as the old king's dying." Yes he knew of Ashton getting old and decrepit. Sure there were others who would try and stop him, but he was not interested in the leaders job.

"Shall we head over there?"

She smiled ruefully wondering which mares he could be talking about. She'd would have wanted her stallion to get the mares of course. Which is why she could only but hope that he would. It felt like torture in a way not knowing if he'd even get the Mares.

" I suppose we shall." With that she started to walk with him, keeping her head high.