Dimitri Hammer

@, "Come now Acheron. King of the planes. They all listen to me. Those lesser demons are nothing but fodder." Etonat laughed as he manifested a cup in front of him and took a sip. "It has been centuries since my kind and I could travel into the mortal realm like this. Making deals, taking souls, and causing a subtle ruckus. I have to thank Dimitri for giving that ability back to us. Releasing me and all. Bloke was so desperate. Almost made me feel something." @@dragon4111, "Lay off the lady Draco. Oh, and Big Red can't hear you. You're just talking to yourself." Etonat smirked as he finished the drink, and adjusted his cap.

Etonat looked at Draco. "Rubbish mate, but I know nothing about love. It's not my forte really." He chuckled as he studied Dimitri and then looked to Delia. "No, not pent up per say. It is just the power. Using it, and just having it will really mess with the mind. A mortal shouldn't even have access to the abilities that I gave him. It would be best if all of you ponies backed up a little bit." Etonat places his hoof on Dimitri's forehead and grey/black smoke hazed over Dimitri's skin. It faded after several minutes. "I gave him a little help. He can now attempt to regain control of himself, but it is all up to him. Oh, and Acheron..." he walked next to Acheron. "Try to not get on the wrong 'hoof', as you would say, with me. Not a good thing to have the king of demons as an enemy mate."

@, "Might I say, you are the one acting funny Acheron. Have I been rude at all this whole time? I just want to help, but I guess if almighty Acheron says no, I better leave..." He sarcastically said as he rolled his eyes. "No you bloody fool. Hiding his power has nothing to do with it. It is the power itself that is causing this. When he closed the deal he was well aware of the risks. Hey, normally most demons would come back to take his soul. He helped me to roam the mortal plane again, and for that I gave him a free deal.....with some consequences of course..."

@, "Haven't been kissed? That's no way to be treated...but, I won't pry into your private matters...much..." He said with a coy smile. "Well, I can tell that Dimitri is finally being affected by the corruption. It is not Wrath though. Maybe he triggered it, but this is all in DImitri's head. It comes from the deal we struck. I can help a little, but this is mainly all up to him. Though, I do stress to all of you that he must not perish." Etonat looked at Dimitri's unconscious body, and back to Delia. "Do not let that Acheron try anything. It will only make things worse." he said as he looked at her with a kind smile.

@, "Oh, I know all about this little love triangle. Such great fun to watch it all play out. I mean, the thing you're involved in looks like tremendous fun." He looked at Acheron with a mischievous grin. "I thought you were so cold. Might have actually held some respect for you, but no matter now. I am only here to help, and maybe do a little more. I am extremely generous as you already know Acheron."

@, "No need to mock excitement mate, and no need to insult. I am more than just a standard crossroads demon. I'm not all evil. I just enjoy making pony's dreams come true." Etonat smirked. "Now, pray tell, I have heard from my sources that you are all on a mission. I felt that Dimitri was in need of looking after, so I have had several associates of mine keep eyes on all of you. I felt the red bloke being afflicted with something, and so I decided to show up." @, He turned back to Delia. "No need to fret dear. I am just being polite. I can sense the jealousy in that courier too. Hot as Hell that is." He laughed.

@@dragon4111, The stallion shook his head and chuckled. "Not really inside him. He just helped me out of a tough situation a couple months ago." @, "Now, here is a real introduction. See? That is how you do it Acheron." The stallion said as he turned towards Delia. "Well my dear, I have many names..." he said as he took Delia's hoof in his and kissed it. "...and as for healing the red bloke, you might need some assistance there."

@, "Tag-along, mate? No, I am just here for a quick second. Needed to check on my boy." The mist materialized, and after a couple seconds it formed into a pony. A slim stallion with dark blotches on his body. He was wearing a nice suit, and a grey Cabbie. His eyes were all black except for the incredibly small red pupils. He had a coy smirk on his face. "Ever since he released me, I have been having a dandy ol' time in this world. Oh, do you honestly not know me Acheron? Never read about me in those old tomes and whatnot?"

@, "Oy, you there! The one with the luscious mane." An accented voice rang out from behind the group, but nothing was there. "Do you have any bloody idea what you doing, or are you being stupid on purpose?" grey/black smoke rose from the ground, and swirled around Acheron several times before stopping to levitate in front of him.

@, "Stop being stupid. We defeated him. I will be fine. Now, go prance along back to the others." Dimitri harshly spoke to Acheron. He picked himself up, and started to move forward to push past Acheron, but he started to wobble, and his eyes began to slowly shut. He collapsed on the ground again. Completely passed out this time.

@, "Because, I not need any help." Dimitri said as he glared at Acheron. His eyes were cold, and piercing. "Especially from a greedy dark magic user." He added as he coughed harder into his arm. On the outside Dimitri was becoming cold and distant again, but inside he tried to retain his normal self. "Why am I acting like this?" He thought as he tried to regain control of himself. Dimitri began to cough harder, and black smoke rose from his mouth.

Dimitri was alone, as Delia had left to get help. He sat down, but then collapsed on the ground. He felt sick, and felt a burning in his chest. He looked at the bandages, and noticed that his scars underneath were black, and seemed to be spreading. He started to cough again. More nails. Six more. "What is this...?" Dimitri whispered to himself as he started to cough more.

@, Dimitri blinked his eyes and tried to take several breaths to relax himself. He felt a sharp pain in his eyes. "Is there anything wrong with my eyes...?" He asked Delia. His eyes were now completely jet black, and his pupils were a deep shade of purple. His scars were still showing the black vessels underneath his skin. They seemed to be taking over more of his skin. "Feeling bad mate?" An elegantly accented voice spoke inside Dimitri's mind.

@, Dimitri nodded and began to follow Delia. He heard the noises of his other allies in the distance, but they sounded rather close. "Yes, let us hurry..." Dimitri said as he struggled to keep himself up. Other than his throat burning, the scars on his eyes started to burn, and several vessels were visible through the skin. They were jet black, and the whites of his eyes were also becoming black. Almost like they were bloodshot, but black instead of red.

@, Dimitri nodded. "Only reason I am agreeing is because I am not dying before I save her..." He spoke hoarsely as his throat felt like it was beginning to tighten and burn. He tried to pick himself up, and through some amazing feat, he managed to do so. He got himself up, and got next to Delia. "I will walk with you, but if I fall do not try and catch me...I am too heavy for anypony to catch..."

@, "Oh, I am fine...Is probably just...umm..." Dimitri tried coming up with an explanation for what just happened, but was having a hard time believing it himself. He coughed some more and gritted his teeth in pain. His throat stung, and more black some came from his mouth. "Is good idea to get Acheron..." Dimitri finally gave in as he coughed some more.

@, "Yeah, this cough is damn awful.....I thought it was from poisoning, but I checked my wound, and is not poisoned or even infected..." Dimitri began to cough more. The hacking cough seemed to grow more intense and after several minutes straight of coughing, he looked at his hoof. In his hoof he held three bloody nails. Dimitri's eyes widened. "What...?" He whispered to himself as he dropped the nails from his grasp. The nails clanked together and hit the ground. Some black smoke rose from them.

@, Dimitri looked upon Delia. "Interesting...in my culture we have certain ideals and rituals involving courtship, and love. I never really was very interested in it though. It was always too formal, and seemed a little non-loving. My whole family never listened to those ideas. Guess the Hammer family were rebels from the start..." Dimitri looked at Delia in the eyes. "Well, like my father told me: Anything is possible if you put your soul into it. If you are devoted enough, you can accomplish anything. Never give up hope. That is how I managed to get married. Is how I managed to ask her, and I was a nervous wreck..." Dimitri smirked and coughed some more.

@, Dimitri coughed and looked away for a second. He coughed into his hoof several times, and then cleared his throat. "My throat is killing me..." He thought to himself as he looked back towards Delia. "Well, do you love anypony? Have any feelings for a specific individual?" Dimitri was not one to pry at all, but he just needed to have some kind of conversation, and since he was previously talking about love...it was the only thing he could think to talk about more.

@, Dimitri was about to object, but Delia was already offering him a drink. "I...but what about the others..?" He asked as he took the cup and drank from it. "Well...I am sure they are fine. I trust Acheron to hold his own if they are even fighting..." He sighed as he finished the drink. He was curious as to why he was feeling sick, but he tried to ignore it. "So...Delia....are you involved with anypony?" He wanted to just ask a question, because silence made him worry.