The Spy's One Weakness

Dominique-Aime

My hooves beat a soft cadence on the red sands, as I smoothly headed towards my destination. As always, my young son was furious with me, especially since he'd suffered due to me while I was in the gully. On the other hand, he wouldn't have been born had I not placed myself in Demtrius's cruel reach. And that, I knew, would have been far more cruel than having avoided the gully.

Now, I was once again doing something which my son viewed as being a pointless attempt at getting myself hurt... Although, I had to admit, he was probably right. Still, this is what I did all the time. This was my way of life, and I wasn't one to change it.

I stopped, knowing that I was close now. Satan wouldn't ignore the presence of a young, seemingly foolish, full hellion, traitorous mare in his territory once he caught wind of it. Actually, it's what I banked on. These cocky types were always so sure of themselves.... Too bad too; I used to hope that Demtrius had some actual potential. He hadn't, and neither had most of the others I'd run into. This one though... Hopefully he was a different story. I was dying for a good battle of wits, against a real opponent; my mother and son, as well as Armada were only mock opponents, and their skills had long ceased to sate my hunger for things of danger in words.

And so, here I was, the heir of a spy, the black fae of the gully, the scarred mare... Mother of the Dawn of Honor, waiting to meet my next opponent in the sea of minds.

The orbs ran over the land that he had claimed and then gifted to Trainwreck. Snorting as he soared through the ir he suddenly dove at the smell of a stranger in his lands. “Well well well, who do we have here?” Satan laughed as he looked upon the young hellion mare. "Dominique-Aime, I pressume?"

Dominique-Aime

The fae looked at the monstrous stallion, her red eyes dark. "Correct. Though I assume that you already knew you were right." she smiled wanly at him, her dark legs moving slightly in the shifting sands. Suddenly, she felt strange...

Nervous? she asked herself, mentally shaking off the idea. No, he was another stallion, just like others she had met over the years. He could be defeated. After all, despite any power he had, he was still alive, which meant that he could still be killed, just like the rest of the Apocalyptic council. All she had to do was figure out where that weakness was, and, more importantly, how to exploit it. Then she could return to her allies and informed them of it, and they could use the information to bring him down.

((haha best to take that information to Michael, the leader of the unicorns who will be dealing with him))

Satan grinned slowly. He knew of course that she had turned against what the hellions were meant to be, and that was something that annoyed him greatly. “For one who had had such promise, you've become a traitor to your own kind. A leech for information. A spy.” He laughed again. “You'll not be getting nothing from me.”

He knew he had but one weakness, and that was the daughter who was so like the fae he'd loved in hell. Permisso. He would do anything for her and he knew that. She was the only one he cared about more than himself at the moment. Call him selfish, but it was the truth about this lord of hellions.

Dominique-Aime

His comment made me laugh, an actual laugh, for once. "What potential had I? My father died before I was born, and although he might have taught me what a supposed true hellion acted like, my mother never did. Armada, didn't either, and Onyx had received such ill treatment that when I met him he was determined to never be like such hellions as he had known before..." I shrugged a bit. "Oh, yes, I'm something of a spy. However, the fact that I work for the ones that I do doesn't make me a traitor to my kind. My kind merely happens to not be your kind, even if I am hellion. As for getting nothing, there's always that chance, but I doubt you'll be able to hide something from my family if we have a mind to find it." I finished, and was silent again.

He didn't understand, it seemed. Not that I expected it, but I was somewhat disappointed. Once again, it seemed like I lacked a truly worthy opponent. Perhaps he was powerful physically, but, as always, my chosen opponent seemed to lack brains and wit to match my own... Of course, the fact that he thought I wasn't a true hellion was somewhat amusing... Traitor indeed... No, I wasn't a traitor, I just expressed my hellion nature differently...

I wanted to find hell, not make it.

Dominique-Aime

I smiled slightly as Trainwreck approached. I remembered him well enough, though he was vastly different from the older foal I had played with when we were younger. Somehow, he seemed more... finished. As he spoke, I smiled more widely. "I think that a few kings and heirs would resent you calling this your home, Trainwreck. As for what brings me here... Well, let's just say I was curious. Not to mention, I haven't seen you in ages... People tend towards changing quite quickly. I like keeping track of the changes."

I noted as I was replying that he looked at me with a little bit more interest than was normal for the stallions I dealt with. As it occurred to me, I was almost overwhelmed by the desire to take a step or two backwards, away from him. I stopped myself, not willing to show any sign of weakness. Not to mention, whatever he thought, I was confident in my abilities. There was no way that these two would get the better of me. Instead, I finished what I'd been saying. "My family tends towards jumping over the fence frequently, at any rate. In case you missed that."

Drazhar

"Satan the Spy but who is the other" I wondered "an old friend of the spy or right hand of Satan."Ever since she left the Gully all those years ago the assassins had been looking for her and now we have found her ,who was she,what did she do? I do not know all I know is that no one leaves the Gully with out the word of the king and those that do must die.

Dominique-Aime

I shook my mane a bit, sparks coming off of it as Trainwreck spoke. I sensed someone else watching them, and I was pretty sure whoever it was wanted nothing good. At his question though, I smiled slightly. "Oh, I'm here because I'm curious. I was quite serious about that, you know. The fact that curiosity meshes with other things is merely a nice coincidence sometimes." I ignored his momentary smirk, and his expression as he looked down at me. I kept my eyes on him, except for a few flickering glances towards one of the dunes, still wondering who it was that was watching us.

"You don't understand much about some hellions, Trainwreck. Threats, pain, and other such nonsense aren't particularly worrying to me, and as for the idea of a Hell on Earth, well... The idea of being in it doesn't exactly concern me. Also, it's not like I want to be somewhere boring. That would be a complete and utter waste of talent, as well as a generally terrible way of living." I was tempted to smirk a bit, but didn't. If he thought he had any idea of keeping me against my will, he would wind up being severely disappointed.

ooc ;; should I wait for erosaf to post ?

OOC: No, she said she'll post when she has muse for it.

OOC: Bump?