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Main 6,Original Character,Other,Princess Celestia,Princess Luna,Alternate Universe,Human,Adventure,Dark,Romance,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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Battles of Another
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John Abraham was a normal man, until he was sucked into another dimension in its time of need.
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cancelled
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<p>In 2356, Humanity had destroyed itself, leaving a wasteland where only the strong and fit survive. Life is a grim ordeal for a man such as John Abraham, someone who is as normal as the times allow. But his life is thrown into chaos when he is thrown head-first into another dimension, and must save its inhabitants if he wants to get back home. But what does he have back home that needs to be returned to?</p>
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2011-10-13T20:58:09+00:00
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2011-10-13T20:58:09+00:00
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The year is 2356. Humanity has pushed itself to the brink of extinction. Ten years ago wars broke out across the world, nuclear weaponry and bio-engineried sicknesses bringing the human population to less than a million, and destroyed almost all of the natural world. This is the tale of John Abraham, and how he came to Equestria.
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John hated Mondays. He hated them with all of his very being. This Monday was the king of the crop, as well, putting him in an incredibly sour mood. Perhaps I should explain what made this particular Monday so bad. The day had started like any other day in this god-forsaken wasteland. he stepped out of his meager wooden shack he called a house, with the purpose of gaining some food for him to fill his growling stomach with. Looking around, John saw the dusty plain in front of him. The hot sun poured its beams of light and heat like a boiling liquid, burning anything stupid enough to stay in its flaming embrace too long. No plants could be seen in any direction, only the hilly dunes of dirt and sand and rock that made up the world. John sighed, wishing that some sort of color was present in his dreary existence.
John pulled a picture from his pocket, staring at it with teary eyes as he brushed a finger across it. In the photo, was a woman with long, strait brown hair. She had glasses, thin and wiry adjourning her face, along with a broad smile. Held in a tight hug was a small girl, no more than seven years old. She had poofy blonde hair, and bright, blue eyes. A huge grin was on her face, along with stray blobs of paint, still wet. Tears fell from John's face as he silently wept, sadness racking his body momentarily. "I miss you so much, Diane..."
But now was not the time to linger on sentiments he had thought on many times before. Now was the time seek out food and sustenance for his survival. John grabbed his rifle from the wall, just in case something bigger than what he hunted showed up. He donned a large, dull gray cloak from a hanger, draping it over himself to shield his body from the scorching sun. John was not a large man; he had a lean muscle build. Pure strength wouldn't get you far in the wasteland. You had to be strong, fast, and keep your wits about you at all times to survive. His face had sunken in eyes, hollowed out cheeks, and rough, brown stubble sprouting from his chin. He had blue eyes, the color of an icy lake in the middle of winter. They were the eyes of someone who had known many a tragedy before in his life.
John set out from his dwelling, moving to the first trap he had set up in the great expanse of land. As he drew near, John could hear the cries of an animal in pain growing in volume and urgency. A decent meal, finally thought John with grim joy splayed across his features. As he crested the next hill, he spied his prize, and happiness filled his being. There, in front of his eyes, was a wolf, stuck in a bear trap, having been lured there by a small piece of meat placed in the center. John raised his weapon to his shoulder, taking aim down its iron-sights. He pulled the trigger, a loud bang ringing through the dusty wind. The whimpering of the animal fell silent at once, and John slip down the hill, coming to a stop next to the now dead animal. As he began to undo the trap, he heard a slow buzzing fade into being, seeming to come from behind him. John glanced behind, and did a double take at the sight that graced his eyes.
Before him was a speck of purple, hovering in midair, no more than a few feet of the ground. air seemed to be drawn into the splotch of light, bringing with it the whine of a sharp wind. John could see the dot expanding, growing larger with each passing second. Entranced by the sight before him, John got up from his task and slowly stepped towards the only color he had seen in years.He reached out with an arm, staring at the light in front of him. As his arm finally made contact, the world around him shattered like glass, leaving only a purple void to surround him. John tumbled through empty air zipping along an invisible pathway to an unknown place. He could only sit and watch, not knowing what he might have done. What he might have caused. He could see a bright light looming ever closer, drawing him in like water to a drain. He fought and squirmed, helpless in the purple current. Darkness engulfed him as light surrounded his being, and he slowly faded from consciousness.
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John's eyes snapped open, a decision he immediately regretted. Color and sound launched an assault upon his senses in the brief instant that they were in use. He slowly, slowly opened his eyes, and gasped at the wonder that was surrounding him. Huge, healthy trees with thick leaves filled his vision, flowers and bushes popping up in rouge beams of light. sounds of birds and insects graced his ears as a cold mist caressed his skin, and a smile forced its way onto John's face. A low growl from the distance snapped John back to his senses. There were predators wherever he was. he looked around for his rifle, and panic gnawed at him as he couldn't find it. He sighed, the wonder of the, forest? Was forest the right word? Yes, yes, this is what a forest was. lots of trees. Anyways, he gave a deep sigh, the air of wonder now gone, replaced instead by caution. John slowly drew a large, wicked looking knife from a hidden sheaf, held it at the ready, and began silently padding off in a random direction.
As John moved trough underbrush and grass in search of the noise, he continued looking around at his surroundings like a child with a new toy. Tons of plants he had never seen or heard of in his life were in every direction he looked, and only his knowledge that any of them could be dangerous kept him from running through them like an idiot. He had never felt excitement like now in ten years, and all that bottled-up energy was gushing forth at this very moment. he felt like a kid, when everything hadn't gone to hell. John sighed, remembering that he was in a mysterious with vague knowledge about how he got there.
The growling John had heard was growing louder, seeming like it was almost on top of him. Sweat formed in beads as he approached the noise, hoping he could succeed in sneaking up on the beast. He slowly crept into a bush, eyes searching for the noise's source. He froze in shock at the sight before him, the creature halfway in a bush. It was large, with brown fur coating it body. A giant, inky black scorpion tail sprouted from its backside, and it slowly sniffed the air as if sensing his very presence. Its massive head swiveled toward his hiding spot, and its eyes locked onto his position. The to beings simply stared at each other, both daring the other to make the first move. John complied. He sprinted out from his bush, in the opposite direction of the beast. he could hear its footsteps, loud and clear ringing out behind him in hot pursuit. He pushed bushes and branches aside as he leapt over roots threatening to trip him. His breath came out in ragged gasps, and he could hear the thing catching up to him.
John gasped as he reached the edge of the forest. He could see a strange cottage-tree thing off to his left, a pathway leading to many brightly colored homes. He could see movement among the buildings. Now was the time to face his enemy. Pivoting on the balls of his feet, John prepared to engage the beast in mortal combat. The creature bound from the forest, giving out a deafening roar as it did so. It pawed the ground like a bull, staring him in the face. With a yell John charged towards the thing. It, too, began running in a full sprint at him. before they could collide, however, John leapt up and over the beast, bringing his knife into its back as he passed over it, staining his cloak with red. It gave a howl of pain, before flinging him off its back. John landed on his feet, ready to continue the fight with fists and feet. He ran up to its face, spun on his left leg and brought his right foot to smash into the side of its head like a hammer. It reeled, stepping away from Johns mighty attacks. But he would give no quarter, as he rushed yet again, this time grabbing its shoulder, hoisting himself onto its back. Before it could throw him off, he pulled his knife from its back, causing it to release a loud whimper of pain. He leaped from its back, rolling on the ground and coming to his feet, ready to fight once more.
Imagine John's surprise when the creature went back to the forest, whimpering in pain. John collapsed, the adrenaline leaving his system, he suddenly felt incredibly weak, like a gentle breeze could sweep him away. His vision blurred and fogged, as he tried to focus on anything. He heard walking noises coming from behind him, yet he didn't have the energy to turn around and see what it was. He heard fevered whispers, coming from everywhere he couldn't see. His breath slowly returned to him, vision back to normal, and he slowly rose to his feet. He turned, expecting the unexpected. yet John still gasped as he saw what it was chattering behind him.
There were probably 30 of them, forming a semi-circle around him. They stood on four legs, almost all of them brightly colored in purple, blue, green, orange, you name it. they were all staring at him with wide, frightened eyes, whispering among themselves, wondering what he was as he wondered what they were. No one made to move, simply digesting the image of the other.
They creatures standing before John continued to stare, and vice-versa. No one made a move. A tumbleweed blew by, bouncing merrily through the space between John and the ponies. The silence stretched on into what could have been hours or minutes, no one was keeping track. the silence, however, was not meant to last, and was shattered like glass as a thick-accented voice called out to everything gathered. "Move out the way now, y'all hear?" John was equally surprised to hear the ponies speak English as he was to see a group of six of the things to walk towards him through a pathway the crowd had formed. he looked at each of them, taking in their features. It was fairly obvious they held some form of importance.
The one leading the group was a lavender color, with a feminine look about it. It had a strait black mane with pink and purple highlights running through it, a horn parting it at the forehead.. She had purple eyes, and wore an expression of quizzical curiosity. next to her was a orange, well-built pony wearing a stetson hat, one that seemed to carry the weight of much wear and tear upon it. It had green eyes, and looked like it was judging how to respond to the sight it was beholding, with its eyebrows in a deep furrow. On the other side of the purple one, a mass of pink was bouncing, eyes closed and wide grin plastered on its face. John had no idea why it might be happy, but this mystery was dismissed when no easy answer presented itself. Flying above all of them was a sky blue pony, wings beating in slow, lazy motions. Its arms were crossed, and it looked incredibly bored with the whole ordeal. A fifth and final pony presented itself, walking up from behind the others. Its mane was a deep purple color, and heavily stylized, slightly darker than the first pony's colors. Its coat was a marble white, and looked like much care and attention was given to it 24/7. A horn also adjourned this pony's skull.
All of the pony's walked up to within five feet of John, not an ounce of fear in any of them. Silence returned for a brief few seconds, before the purple one cleared its throat, and spoke. "Who and what are you, and how did you get here?" This question was a deceptively hard to answer. How should he deal out information to creatures from god knows where, who would do god knows what to him? John decided that telling them his name would be a good place to start. "My name... is John. John Abraham." This seemed to confuse the purple pony, a single eyebrow raising. "that's an odd name. Again, where are you from?" John thought hard as to what to say. Sate? Country? Planet? Dimension? He decided to start with country, that sounded good. "Ever heard of the United Sates of America?"
"No, i have never heard of such a place."
"Hmmph. Figures. i don't know what else to tell you, whatever you are." This seemed to anger the creature, indignation flashing across it's face. "I'll have you know, sir, that I am a pony! We have always been in this land, known as Equestria." This was new information to John. A place called Equestria? John had never heard of such a place before, either. He brought a hand to his chin as he thought, only to have them interrupted by the orange pony, which spoke with the heavy drawl he had heard earlier. "So, why was that manticore chasin' you in the first place?" The crowd of ponies began to echo the question, eager to hear what had caused the battle. "Hmmm... Quite simply, I was just in the forest, saw the... manticore, you called it? Anyways, it chased me to here, and so I defended myself." This time the blue, flying pony spoke up, using a high and scratchy voice filled with curiosity. "Why were you in the forest?" John sighed. All these questions, just kept coming and coming. he hadn't talked to a group of people bigger than five in ten years, for Christ's sake! he decided to go with the easy way out. "Long story." Unfortunately for John, the ponies were not to be put off so easily. The purple one, who John realized he didn't know the name of, stepped up to him, practically shoving her face into his. "Perhaps you'd like to tell us this story in a more secluded spot?" At this John gave a frustrated groan, and decided that the sooner he got this over with, the better. "Fine. Where exactly are we going?"
"to my library, of course."
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All five of the previously described ponies, plus one John hadn't seen before, had arrived. The newcomer had a long and lustrous pink mane and tail, that flowed like liquid fluff. She had tender, caring eyes that seemed as if the shunned the notion of anything aggressive or violent. She had a creamy tan coat, a color lighter than clouds themselves. The pony continually tried to hide behind her companions, and was held in the open by those same ponies. John sat down in the center of the floor, looking around at the building he was now in. however, building isn't entirely accurate. Instead, where he now sat was the middle of a hollowed out tree. Shelves of books lined the wall, along with various nick-knacks like small statues and masks and flowers. Stairs led up to a balcony above, and from there a small hallway led off to somewhere. He brought his eyes back to the mares in front of him, all of which were now seated. The mental image of a teacher lecturing a class on some subject or other, and this brought a smile to John's face. He cleared his throat, ready to recite his tale. "Now where shall I begin... Ah ha! I know! *ahem* many year s ago..."
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It all began on the 15 of March. By shear, unlucky coincidence, many power-hungry leaders had come into power recently. Fights turned in to wars. Sides were picked, and bombs and sickness began its merciless rain upon the world. People died in the thousands, cities were bustling with people, and the next day demolished, ruins looking like no one had been there for century's. The world was dying, and everyone knew it. So we built underground, where the bombs wouldn't reach us. But that didn't stop the sickness. It was always, it wasn't meant to be cured, it was meant to murder and kill those it laid its filthy hands upon. The bunkers were wiped out, save for those few people who had some sort of immunity. i was one of those people. My family were not those people, and my wife, Diane, died along with my daughter. She was only 6 years old. Hr name was Amanda.
As time went on, nature failed to rid itself of the chemicals and filth we had delivered to its doorstep. Trees and plants died, only those few places that hadn't gotten entangled in the web of alliances and pacts. The worlds population had gone down from billions upon billions to less than one million. We, the survivors, weren't going to give up. we began building our own homes wherever we pleased, bearing the sadness of countless deaths on our shoulders. over the decade since the world ended, people have hardly seen another human. Our lives became a dull repetition of the same dusty plains and rocky wasteland. And now, I find some weird purple thing floating in mid-air, and suddenly i'm in a forest getting chased by a manticore and fighting for my life.
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John rapped up his story with a few stray tears flowing down his face. His voice had never changed from a deadpan narration, yet his body shook with small, silent sobs. All of the ponies around had eyes wider than thought possible, and their moves hung ajar. They had never heard of such violence and death and sickness. They lived in a Utopia, where everything was perfect. No one said anything, much too shocked for words to properly portray what they all felt. they all sat like this for many minutes, before that thought were shoved aside by a knock on the door, followed ny a deep, gruff voice that demanded attention and compliance.
"By order of Princess Celestia, open the door this instant!"
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Main 6,Original Character,Other,Princess Celestia,Princess Luna,Alternate Universe,Human,Adventure,Dark,Romance,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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Battles of Another
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John Abraham was a normal man, until he was sucked into another dimension in its time of need.
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cancelled
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<p>In 2356, Humanity had destroyed itself, leaving a wasteland where only the strong and fit survive. Life is a grim ordeal for a man such as John Abraham, someone who is as normal as the times allow. But his life is thrown into chaos when he is thrown head-first into another dimension, and must save its inhabitants if he wants to get back home. But what does he have back home that needs to be returned to?</p>
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2011-10-14T01:55:07+00:00
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2011-10-14T01:55:07+00:00
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"By order of Princess Celestia, open the door this instant!"
All present ponies plus one human all jerked their heads towards the door to the library, snapped out of their shocked state. the old oaken door was soon shaking on its hinges as a loud pounding began, and the voice repeated itself. "Open the door, NOW!"
The purple pony stood up, still shaking from John's tale. "I'll uh... get the door, I guess." She slowly trotted towards said door, the banging of a hoof on wood never ceasing. The moment her hoof moved the latch at all, the door was slammed open with a loud crack, sending her head-over-hooves across the room. John watched as four tall, ponies entered the room. They all looked identical, with a sleek white coat and light blue tail. they wore spartan-esqe golden armor which sported a Mohawk of the same color as their tails. They each had a pair of wings sprouting from their sides, and a large and burly build to them. Their blue eyes quickly scanned the room, before coming to rest on John, causing their eyebrows to crease into a sharp angle. The front and foremost guard spoke with the same gritty voice heard from before. "you are under arrest by royal decree of Princess Celestia, human!"
That last bit surprised John. They knew what he was? Why was he being arrested again? He wasn't about to simply let them do whatever it was to convicts in this place without a fight. He didn't get sucked into some portal just to be arrested. John stood up slowly, before raising freshly clenched fists into a fighting stance. He didn't need to say anything in reply to these police ponies, or whatever they were. His posture told them enough. The lead guard snapped out a quick charge! before he galloped strait towards John.
John waited until his attacker was almost on top of him before spinning to the side. He continued his spin while extending a fist, bring it smashing into the passing pony's side, both winding him and knocking him to ground. The rest of the guards hesitated at seeing their apparent superior taken down so fast, but two more of them charged forward nonetheless, one slightly farther ahead than the other. The lead guard turned 180 degrees when he got close to John, and swiftly bucked out with his legs. Unfortunately for him, John caught his legs, holding them in a tight grip. The guard was then flipped onto his back with a loud thump as John shoved the offending limbs upwards. But when the second guard arrived only a split second later, the wind was driven with great force from John's lungs as the pony's head rammed his stomach. The charge continued , barley slowed down from the added weight, until John was slammed into the far wall with a grunt of pain. The guard smirked, thinking his target was finished. he was wrong, so very wrong. This truth was given to him in the form of a knee crashing into his throat, knocking him back with a whiny. As soon as he was free, John crossed his arms over his shoulders, before swinging them in wide arks into the sides of the guards throat, who was knocked out immediately. John gasped in shock and pain as he felt two hooves connect with his back, sending flying into the wall yet again. Darkness swallowed the edges of his vision as he fought to maintain consciousness. Such was not the case, however, as he felt yet another buck push his body against the wall a third time, finally bring the darkness to cover his whole vision, swallowing him whole.
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John awoke to a throbbing pain in his head. He grained sitting up, without opening his eyes. It felt like he was on a... bed? Why on earth was he in a bed? He slowly opened his eyes, and took in his surroundings. he was in what appeared to be a square-shaped prison cell, roughly twelve feet across in both directions. The walls were a pristine white, almost blindingly so. he was sitting on a clean, pony-sized bed with dull red covers. One wall, opposite the one his bed was at, was a colonnade of steel bars, with a heavy marble door on the left side, that was separating him from an equally white hallway, with busts of random unicorns sitting on Greek style pillars.
John couldn't see anyone outside his cell, so he sat on the bed, and thought. Why did he get arrested? Other than his display of resistance, of course, but they had tried to arrest him before that. Was it because he was human? He didn't see how that warranted his imprisonment, unless this was some sort of racist dictatorship. But no, They had mentioned a princess. A monarchy? Their certainly wasn't any government back home, certainly not a monarchy. What had become of those six mares he had been with? were they arrested as well? Or was this some sort of complex trap?
Unfortunately, John's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a door opening, A slow and creaky sound, almost ominous in nature, to the right of his cell, followed by the echoing sound of hooves on cold stone. John sat waiting for what seemed like hours, an eternity even, as the hoof steps became louder and louder, closer and closer.
A guard, as identical as all the others that John had seen, stepped into view, wearing a face entirely devoid of emotion. The guard turned his head, and reached into a small pouch at his side. The guard pulled forth a small, crystal clear gem from it, Cut into the shape of a diamond. The guard looked strait at John, and the gem briefly glowed a sickly green color. Immediately, John felt his limbs seem to grow heavy, and his eyes begin to feel heavy. he felt sluggish and weak. The guard replaced the gem, and turned one again to John, the slightest hint of a smirk upon his face. "Princess Celestia requests your presence." The guard pulled a large, steel key from another pouch, inserted it into the lock, and opened the door to John's cell. the guard trotted up to John and slung him over his shoulder with as little ceremony as possible. "You'll be much too weak to do anything in your state. Don't even bother trying to escape." John was too tired to respond.
The guard hauled John down a seemingly endless amount of hallways, all the same bleak, white marble passageway that had been outside John's cell. He tried to keep a mental map of where he was going, But his efforts were thwarted by the unountable number of twists and turns, ups and downs that he and the guard traversed. The occasional pony passed them by, and all of them gave him extremly odd looks, like theyed just seen an alien. Of course, this made perfet sense, considering they had just seen an alien.
John began thinking once more on his situation. He was being held prisoner for unknown crimes, in a strange new world, with strange new creatures. He had fought one such creature, a manticore, and won. Then he had met the ponies, who considering the circumstances, were fairly nice. Then he had fought some sort of guard/police force, and been knocked out. Now he was under some sort of magic gem thing's spell, and was being brought to a "Princess Celestia", whoever that was.
John's thoughts were interrupted when Guard carrying him stopped. He heard the sound of a massive wooden door opening, and then his forward progress continued, Into a huge room that John could only describe as epic. A long red carpet with golden lining ran down the entire length of the room. Huge windows that depicted scenes of battle and victory over some sort of creature that looked like one of, well, everything. Massive columns of stone, at least three feet across, lined the side of the room, each with intricate spiraling designs sprawling up and down their lengths. As he and the guard reached the bottom of a small staircase, John was deposotid on the ground, before he heard a stiff and formal your Majesty, followed by the sound of retreating hoof-steps.
John felt his odd state of tiredness immediately lifted from his being as he heard the huge doors he had entered through close, and he jumped to his feet within a split second, whipping his head towards the staircase, and took in the monarch that he had heard of many times by now. She was much taller than the other ponies, roughly the same size as John himself. She was adjourned with a golden necklace, and large golden shoes that glowed with the radiance of the sun. Her coat was a pristine white, the same white as the halls John had traveled trough only moments ago. A huge unicorn horn took up almost all of her forehead, along with a golden tiara. Huge wings, each four feet in length at least, spread wide to her sides. But the most interesting part was her mane and tail. They were blue, pink, and green at the same time, running in strips down their lengths. They seemed to flow in a nonexistent wind, simply hanging in the air and defying gravity. A deep scowl was on her face, and John would bet good money that it had to do with him.
Celestia spared no time in introductions, speaking in a regal and elegant, yet currently rough and demanding voice. "Who are you and how did you get here?"
John decided that wasting time thinking of some sort of lie could end very badly for him. "My name is John Abraham, princess, and i'm here by accident." Apparently using sarcasm was totally fine, though.
Celestia's frown deepened at this news, her eyebrows looking like a giant "V". "And what exactly was this accident, Mr. Abraham?"
Look at us, already on a last-name basis. Sarcastic thoughts aside, John proceeded to explain for the second time how he came to this place, and not once did Princess Celestia interrupt or suddenly yell out 'LIAR!' or anything of the sort. As John's story reached its closure, Celestia brought a hoof to her chin, and muttered, almost too quietly for John to hear, "So my suspicions were correct..." She lowered her hoof back to the ground, and adopted an apologetic face. "I am sorry to have put you in jail, Mr. Abraham, but the last time humans were here..." A slight shudder ran down Celestia's body, before continuing. "Anyways, I am afraid I must keep you here a bit longer; I have an offer to make to you."
This greatly confused John, this whole conversation. There have been humans here before? What did they do that caused Celestia to shudder, and what exactly would this offer have to do with? Everything was happening so fast, he didn't know what to think of anything anymore. He hope he would get a chance to sleep soon, hopefully without getting knocked out this time. He sighed, resigning to his fate of a puppet of destiny. "How long do I have to wait exactly?"
"With any luck, my student and her friends should be here any minute now."
"Wait, who? an why does this 'offer' concern them?"
"You'll just have to wait until I tell all of you, won't you?" With that, Celestia let an extremely non-regal an troll-ish grin posses her face, before giving a small chuckle. John, on the other hand, was frustrated with his inability to gather any knowledge on the subject. Just then, the huge wooden door was once again pushed open, and some familiar faces passed through the open doorway.
"Princess? what was it that you wanted me and my friends fo-"
the purple mare stopped, as she noticed John standing only a few feet away from Celestia. She saw the human, John if she recalled, turn and look at her, and she saw surprise etch itself onto his features.
"What the he- shes your student?!"
Princess Celestia only giggled more, trying and failing to hide her grin behind a hoof. "Indeed. Have you two met? John, this is my prized pupil Twilight Sparkle, and Twilight Sparkle, this is John." Both the pony and human simply stared at each other, Twilight wondering what exactly had happened after John's arrest, and John wondering how he had managed not to learn her name before now. All of Twilight's friends walked up behind her, with equally perplexed faces on them, before a blob of pink smothered John's face.
"John, your all right! when all those meanie-begenie guards came in and went all bang! Pow! Crash and then left with you I was sooooooo worried, even though I had just met you, and then I was like *gasp* i left the sink on! and ran back home to turn it off!"
John was entirely confused by the small mass of vaguely related sentences that had just come out of the pink ponies mouth. "Uh, glad you care, miss...?"
At this, the pink pony gave and even bigger gasp, and immediately began bombarding John with words yet again. "Oh my sugary sweets, I didn't give you my name! How rudie Mc rude pantsie of me! I'm Pinkie Pie, and I love sugar and spice, and everything nice! especially the spice part, I love to eat my cupcakes with hot sauce!"
"Uhhhhhh..." John gave a pleading look to Twilight, only causing her to giggle.
"*ahem* while we're at it, why don't I introduce everypony? This i Rarity-" he pointed to the white one with purple mane. "-that's Applejack-" he pointed at the orange one with a hat. "-This is Rainbow Dash-" the flying rainbow one "-and this is Fluttershy!" she concluded, pointing to the shy, cream colored one, who was currently shivering and hiding behind Applejack. John committed the names and faces they belonged to memory, and then remembered something else entirely.
"Um, what was the offer you had for us, Celestia?" All eyes turned toward the Princess, who only just managed to wipe a smile off her face as all the ponies looked at her. She cleared her throat, and adopted a serious expression; It was time for business.
"The offer I have for all of you is this. Actually, let me tart with some back story. Recently, something has felt... odd with the world, and I couldn't for the life of me figure out what was wrong. I had my suspicions, which were only now proven by the means of John's arrival. I realized that rifts between worlds; portal, if you will, have been appearing all over Equestria. The spell I cast to separate world, cast many millennium ago, must finally be coming undone." She paused when she saw the eager hoof of her favorite student in the air.
"Princess, why can't you just recast the spell? Does this have to do with the Elements again?"
"Allow me to explain. I was not the one cast the spell. Rather, I was the one who created the spell. It was not even ponies who had casted that spell, but rather, a race forgotten in the winds and tides of history. A member of this race is standing among us right now, as we speak."
All eyes turned towards John, surprise on their faces. John himself was just as surprised by this revelation as anyone else. human had been here? They had used magic? How did Celestia make a spell from millenniums ago? But all of their attention turned back towards the princess as he began to speak again.
"Yes, you heard me right. It was indeed a human who used the spell I had crafted, and separated the many worlds in this universe. The humans used to be a part of everyday Equestrian life, you see. But, at some point, They had grown blood thirsty. Their true nature burned through their peaceful disguise, and the human race as a whole became more violent and angry with each passing day. The time came when I had no choice but to banish them to another world, using the elements of harmony. I left the human race to their own devices, hoping that their violence would never again reach Equestrian soil. That is why, when I heard that you had appeared in ponyville, I sent my guards to capture you. I can see that you are not as blood thirsty as they were."
Princess Celestia paused, partly because she wanted to give them some time to digest some information, and partly for dramatic effect. She allowed a smile on the inside. She had always been a trickster. It was just so much fun! But she had a story to tell. On with the show, as it were.
"the only way that we can restore this spell is by placing the runes of power needed for the spell to work on your arm, John. Then you must travel to every portal that comes up, and seal it with the magic. I need you, dearest student, to accompany him along with the other elements of harmony. You may be traveling to remote parts of Equestria, and John may need some extra protection. Do you accept this request?"
Of course, all ponies and human present could tell this was not a request. This was something that could change an entire universe, almost certainly for the worse. What would they say if they refused, that they had something more important to do? All of the ponies present bowed, and gave out a chorus of "of course, your majesty." But John did not bow down. Not yet.
He was deep in thought, swallowing everything Celestia had said in her tangent. The boundaries between worlds, which had been created with a spell cast by humans, was deteriorating. The only way to fix the problem was to have magic runes placed in his arm, and go around sealing every portal they found. if the entire country of Equestria was filled with creatures like the manticore, John could see why the protection of "The Elements of Harmony" were needed, whatever they were. there was still so much unexplained to him, so much he didn't know. He realized that he didn't really have a choice in the matter.
He looked at Celestia, and sighed. "I accept your offer. So how does one put on these runes of power?"
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Dear gods, I just wrote this entire chapter in one day. And it was almost all in one sitting. I can't believe I just wrote that much. But this is good. If I can keep writing chapters this long, I'm set! I also just realized that this chapter took a random turn for the happy. Expect some sort of pointless and overly sad tragedy in the future.As always, keep giving me feedback, so I can improve further. I think I might be improving some!
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<p>In 2356, Humanity had destroyed itself, leaving a wasteland where only the strong and fit survive. Life is a grim ordeal for a man such as John Abraham, someone who is as normal as the times allow. But his life is thrown into chaos when he is thrown head-first into another dimension, and must save its inhabitants if he wants to get back home. But what does he have back home that needs to be returned to?</p>
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A/N: I am sooooo sorry that this took so long. My creative juices randomly got depleted. No idea why. I hope to go back to the 'couple of days' system. again, sorry, and please give me feedback. On with story.
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Deep under ground, thousands of feet of dirt and rock above, was a lone earth Pony. A old, dusty drill, tip blunt with use and age was spinning slowly, grinding against the walls of a small passage. The pony was a stallion, with a light grey coat, the color of freshly fallen ash from a campfire. His mane was a deep, crimson red, eerily close to the color of dried blood. The stallion's eyes were a sharply contrasting forest green, the color of lush vegetation.
The pony allowed his thoughts to wander as he dug away at the dirt, carving out his tunnel through dark and dry underground air. He hated this job. It was so lonely, just you making fractions of progress every hour, only rarely bringing back anything more valuable than a pretty stone to look at. But it kept food on the table. But only just. he wished he could just leave and find another job that didn't involve breathing the same dirty air for hours on end. But his hometown of Maneison, capitol of Wisclopsin, meant too much to him.
Then suddenly and without warning, came a dull 'clank' from the tip of his drill. The stallion stopped turning the antique, moving it to the side to look at what had caused the odd noise. His breath caught in his throat when he saw a speck of shimmering gold concealed by the dirt walls. He grabbed his drill once more, and began carefully digging around the gold, as its shape slowly came to his awareness.
It was a disk, roughly a foot across and an inch thick. This was enough gold to rid him of this pathetic job. But what intrigued him more was the strange runes and patterns engraved upon it's surface in swirling, symmetric patterns. the pony wondered how such an artifact had come to be buried under layers of dirt and rock, if it was anywhere near as valuable as it seemed. He reached out a hoof to grab the disk. As his being came into contact with the disk, he immediately cringed and fell away from the gold as a sudden and burning pain enveloped him. thoughts, motives and desires that were not his flooded into his mind as the purpose and use of the disk all became clear to him. No longer the simple miner pony, a smile slowly spread across his face as he grabbed the disk, and became enveloped in a purple light before disappearing into nothingness.
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"So, how exactly does one put on these runes of power?" John asked, looking at Celestia, hoping she would say something simple, like 'you paint them on' rather than some sort of complex magic voodoo crap. He really could not handle more weirdness beating him up every chance it got.
The princess brought ta hoof to her chin, deep in thought trying to recall exactly how to complete the ceremony involved with acquiring the runes. "Ah-ha! I remember! Just follow me, John, and I will explain once we reach a more private area." John was confused as to why they needed to be in a private place, but followed the princess nonetheless, leaving behind the six confused mares.
John and the Princess walked down more of the impressive, searing white halls, passing by more and more twists and curves, John second attempts at making a mental map failing miserably yet again. After many minutes, they reached a door, just a little taller than John and Celestia. The door was enveloped in a blue aura, Celestia's horn similarly glowing as the door was opened. Celestia walked into the room, John following her after a moment of hesitation.
The room was utterly lacking in furniture, other than a plush red rug that smothered the floor. The walls were a gray knock-off of the pristine whites of everything else. Celestia walked to the far side of the small room, before sitting down on the rug. John sat across from her, unsure what exactly was going to happen. Celestia gave a mischievous grin, before stating with as much menace as her cheerful voice could manage, "Lets begin, shall we?"
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Twilight, Applejack, Pinkie-Pie, rarity, Fluttershy, and rainbow dash were tired of waiting. It had been roughly an hour; Twilight had checked with a spell. Rainbow Dash was trying to pass time by doing lazy loops through the large, spacious room they were in. Pinkie was playing a game of chess with Fluttershy, though no-pony knew where exactly she got the chess board from. Rarity was absently brushing her mane, looking out through one of the huge windows. Applejack was simply watching Pinkie and Fluttershy play chess.
They all looked up from what they were doing when the return of Celestia and John was announced with the now familiar sound of the massive entry doors opening. they saw Celestia enter the room, nothing different about her. Then they all let out a gasp when John walked in.
He still had his dull brown cloak on, but it was no longer over his shoulder like a shroud. It now hung behind him like a cape, revealing the cloths below. he wore gray, digital camo pants, tons of pockets in the typical military fashion. A dull green shirt, covered with dirt and grime, was covered with belts holding knives and pockets for whatever he needs to hold. The biggest change was his right arm.
Red patterns arching across his skin were tattooed to him in the form of glowing red symbols. Flowing purple lines swirled in spiraling patterns, floating half an inch above his skin. Clear purple plates of magic covered his knuckles and joints, giving the limb an armored appearance. On the back of his hand was a pattern of a closed eye, and on his palm, an open mouth filled with razor sharp teeth.
John looked at all of the mares in front of him, each of them gaping like they had forgotten that Christmas was tomorrow. He smiled, soaking in the attention like a dry old rag. Going for a cliche, he flexed his arm, giving a grunt as he did. This caused everypony present to burst into a bout of uncontrollable giggles. His smile grew larger at the sight, and he felt strangly... like a part of everything. Like he belonged here. It was incredibly surreal.
Celestia allowed them a little bit of laughter, before moving on to business. "I hate to interrupt your play, but we have more pressing matters, wouldn't you agree?" Everypony gained an ashamed look, glancing at the floor. "I will have some guards bring what you will need for this journey." Celestia walked out of the hall, not even bothering to close the massive door.
Everyone just stood there, now unsure of what to do. they now had a sense of urgency and importance shoved onto their shoulders, making it feel like they were undermining the issue if they simply went back to silly shenanigans. So they simply stood there, each and every one of them trying to think of something to break the ice.
Their struggles were relived, much to their inner thanks, when princess Celestia arrived again, this time with seven guards in tow, each wearing large and durable looking packs, presumably filled with survival equipment and food and water and such. A guard walked up to one pony/person each, and slipped the packs off of their backs onto the ground, accompanied by the sound of rustling and tinkling sounds from within the bags.
the packs were picked up and placed upon our hero's backs, John somehow fitting despite its equine design. Celestia nodded, satisfied that they were ready for the journey ahead of them, before barking out in a very official sounding voice, "My most faithful student and friends, plus one human, are you ready to depart on your journey?" they all nodded, while steeling themselves for whatever lay ahead. "then go to the exit of the main castle; Twilight will know the way. Take my chariot to Ponyville, and start your search from there. Good luck, everypony!"
Twilight led the way through the many maze-like halls of Canterlot castle. No one spoke up, just wordlessly following Twilight wherever she may lead. John thought about what he was leaping into, with hardly any idea what this world was like. For all he knew, there were Manticore's everywhere, and fighting them was a common occurrence. Of course, unknown to his pony companions, the magic in his arms did more than locate and seal the dimensional rifts. The princess had made sure he and her student would be safe.
Eventually, after what seemed like an un-countable amount of time, they arrived at the exit to the castle. It was perhaps more grand than the throne room. Expertly trimmed hedges lined the door frame, tiles of a rich crimson flowing out of the entryway like a river. Fresh air was blowing across John's body, and felt simply blissful. However, when they all walked towards a golden chariot, which was strung to two more guards, John got a massive case of vertigo when he realized there was an edge, and that the edge looked over a land that was hard to make out, due to clouds obscuring the view.
John stumbeled away from the edge. They were above the clouds. The clouds. He had always had a fear of heights, and the fact that they were on some sort floating castle or something scared him, to say the least. Everypony else just looked at him like his reaction was weird.
Understanding slowly dawned on Twilight, and she trotted over to John to help him up. "Come on, your not going to fall." she slowly eased him to his feet, walking him to the chariot, before, hopping on herself. After a second of hesitation, John followed. He could hear barley contained giggling behind him, but decided that it wasn't worth the effort to silence it.
The guards attached to the chariot spread their wings, before leaping off of the castle and into the vast expanse of land below. For a few seconds, the ropes didn't pull on the chariot, but then they suddenly snapped taut before dragging John and the ponies along with the chariot. It flew through the air at an unnaturally smooth way. there was no rocking or anything.
As soon as he wasn't plummeting, John sighed in relief, glad that the horrible falling feeling was over. He once again heard the giggleing, and he turned around, ready to face the culprit. rainbow Dash was trying her best not to fall off the chariot, she was laughing so hard. She could almost feel the daggers being stared into her head when she looked up to see John staring at her with an intense amount of rage. it frightened Rainbow Dash in a way see didn't know how to describe. Like you should watch your back at every living moment.
the chariot slowly began a downward decent. Pinkie Pie peered over the edge, and gave her signature gasp of surprise. "Hay! were almost there! Now I can finally turn my sink off! Hooray!" Indeed, they were close, closer than Pinkie made it sound. In only a few moments, they felt the jostling of touching down on the ground.
They all hopped out, ready to find their first dimensional tear. This raised the question of how does on find a dimensional rift? Everypony looked to John, deciding that he was the most likely to know. "Alright, lets hurray up and find a portal thing." he said, only hints of excitement in his voice.
He raised his right hand into the air. He gave a grunt, everypony gasping when they saw the mouth on the palm of his hand begin to move, knashing its teeth over and over. John placed the hand over his right eye, and a distinct crunch could be heard, almost sickening in nature. yet another round of gasps was given when the eye on the back of the hand opened, revealing the blood-shot iris and pupil inside. the eye began frantically looking around, before focusing an one spot in a direction Twilight and her friends recognized all too well.
It was looking at the Everfree forest.
With a horrible squelching sound, John tore his hand from his face, giving a sharp intake of breath as it left his face with a sizzling pop. He fell to the ground, shivering all over. Everypony rushed to his side, all of them worried for his safety. He was breathing in quick, pained breaths, his body shuddering every time he did so. Slowly, slowly the shivering and shuddering stopped, and his breathing returned to normal.
He stared at his right hand, now worried that it might try to eat his face. The entire process hadn't acually hurt, but it had left this empty chill in his body. He wanted to do that as little as possible. He glanced up, past the ponies surrounding him, and towards the direction the eye had pointed him. He could still see the red aura in the distance, a strange outline of the forest roof that did not belong there.
John shakily got to his feet, the shivers leaving his spine. he took a deep breath in, before calmly looking into each of the ponies eyes. "Well, lets hurry up and go!" he began walking toward the red aura, not even checking to see if they were following or not.
"Hold on, sugarcube! Were ah' comin'!" They all gave a quick dash to catch up with the slowly retreating form of John. When they caught up, he didn't speak to them, simply acknowledging that they were there. Everyone just walked in silence, this time guided by John rather than Twilight.
They reached the edge of the Everfree forest in only a brief few moments, pausing when they came upon its edge. Everyone but John was quaking in their hooves. They had all had many frighting experiences and troubles brought by this forest. But john only had one such experience, not a lifetime of fear.
He walked forward, confident in his ability to handle whatever this forest threw at him. He could take it. He had taken so much on before, this was not a new experience. He could hear the other following behind him, entirely reliant on his ability to lead them through. He would not let them down, he couldn't. That wasn't how he worked.
An endless sea of green passed them as they continued to march through the thick undergrowth of the Everfree Forest. Chirping of birds and buzzing of insects could be heard from all sides, deafening compared to the silence that prevailed their group. Shadows dappled the ground, shifting as one with the canopy of lush leaves.
They were close. John could feel it, a numbing vibration of his muscles. Adrenalin began pumping through his body as it prepared itself for whatever lay ahead, all of John's body's own accord. He began stepping lighter, leaving all but a whisper of sound where he stepped. He could see a clearing ahead, right where the portal was, a dazzling array of light pouring through the gap in the thick roof of leaves and branches.
He almost stepped into the clearing, before he saw something that did not belong with the picture. Something that should not be there, something he hadn't thought of, or even occurred to anypony, Princess Celestia included. There, standing in front of the brilliant display of purple mist and light, an unnatural vortex of color, was a pony chanting in a deep, rhythmically voice, speaking words and syllables that John could not decipher or understand. Floating next to the ash-gray pony was a disk of gold, an almost liquid purple dripping off of its surface, light bending and fracturing as a purple mist floated away from it and into the portal.
It took a moment for this to sink into John and company's minds. There, standing in plain view, was a pony in the process of assisting or creating a portal, tearing a rift through dimensions as if it were as tough as butter. They stood dumbfounded, not believing that this wasn't simply a natural occurrence, but the efforts of a pony with motives and reasons unknown to them.
They had to act, had to prevent the completion of this tear through time and space. Almost as one, they leaped out of the undergrowth and bushes, and into the clearing. John did not wait for the pony in front of him to notice his presence, he announced it himself, in a loud and angry voice. "STOP! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING?!" the ashen pony startled, before turning around to face the intruder upon his plans.
He did a double take when he did not see another pony, but instead a strange creature that stood six feet tall, and wore a large brown cloak. The creatures face was flush with aggression. The stallion didn't know what this creature was, but it had spoken and could go off at any second, by the looks of things. Only then did he notice the six mares standing behind the thing, all of them bearing equally enraged expressions.
It was then that the stallion also became angry, angry that these ponies and things were trying to stop him, dared to go against his goals. He could not tolerate a disturbance, and the situation must be dealt with immediately. He went into a charging stance, brushing his hoof against the ground, preparing to dash strait at them. The mares did likewise, but the strange creature did no such thing. Instead, it slowly, with an almost practiced precision, pulled back the right side of it's cloak, revealing the mass of red tattoos and lines that covered its arm.
The stallion took this as the signal to strike. He began barreling towards the group, forming a cone of magic that he should not have into a spear of deadly magic. The mares began to charge, put the strange creatures held his hand out to its side, gesturing for them to stop. The stallion continued his charge, noticing the confused looks the mares were giving the creature. He smiled. His spear of magic versus some strange tattooed animal would end badly for the latter, he was sure of it.
John allowed a smile onto his lips as the stallion in front of him charged, some sort of magical spear floating in front of it. John signaled his nerves to unleash the restraints set upon his arm, and the tattoos spread across his whole body, unnatural strength and energy coursing through his body, filling his whole being with a sense of power and superiority. He could feel magic surroundig him, giving him an elated high of satisfaction at how simply good it felt.
"Come and get some."
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A/N: by the way, I got a proof reader, so the quality should improve a lot. Other than that, no new news. Other than that episode three was amazing, of course.
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<p>In 2356, Humanity had destroyed itself, leaving a wasteland where only the strong and fit survive. Life is a grim ordeal for a man such as John Abraham, someone who is as normal as the times allow. But his life is thrown into chaos when he is thrown head-first into another dimension, and must save its inhabitants if he wants to get back home. But what does he have back home that needs to be returned to?</p>
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John braced for the inevitable charge of his opponent, the mysterious ashen-grey stallion. He saw the stallion snort a puff of steam from his nostrils, dragging his hoof across the ground for emphasis, the classic signal for an incoming bull's charge. John was not disappointed, as the stallion did indeed charge forward, changing from a stand-still to a quick dash in mere moments. He was upon John almost immediately, rearing up on his hind legs, spear pointed downward.
But John would not be taken down so easily. as the spike of energy came swooping down, John dove forward, smashing his shoulder into the stallion's stomach. He could hear the wind rush out of his opponents lungs as he tumbled away from him, rolling across the ground like a rag doll.
The stallion got up almost instantly, hopping to his hooves in a flash. His attack had been countered, but that didn't mean he would lose. He wouldn't lose, couldn't lose. Once again, he charged, his tactic appearing unchanged to someone with no experience in combat.
John was no novice, however, and he was expecting something different. The stallion spun on a dime as he reached the spot just in front of John, pulling his legs back for a buck. John smiled a little, as he realized that one of his arresting guards had done the same thing. he sidestepped the hooves that shoot out at where he just was, hearing the 'whoosh' of air being shoved aside by a rushing force.
John grabbed the leg closest to him, gripping it in an iron vise. He yanked it to the side, hauling the stallion off his hooves as he was pulled in the direction he had kicked. John brought his knee smashing upwards, right into the passing chin of the stallion. He then released the leg, allowing his foe to fly through the air, the force of John's knee spinning him like a pinwheel.
A loud crack! rang out across the clearing as the stallion's body smashed into a thick tree. he slumped to the forest floor, limps splayed out in random directions. John breathed out, leaving his defensive stance. It came right back as the stallion became surrounded in a sickly purple haze, his body floating back into a standing position, limbs forced to bear the weight of his body. A snapping sound was heard as limbs came back into place, the stallion finally standing on his own two feet.
John did not let the stallion get a chance to attack him first, as he ran strait at the ashen form in front of him. He ground his feet into the ground when a lance of energy suddenly appeared out of thin air, right in his face. He ducked underneath it, already pulling his arm back for a punch, as a brilliant plume of pain spread across his left side, as he was hurled rolling across the ground.
John stopped, coming to his feet slowly. He looked at the stallion, only to see him already charging strait towards him, a maniacal grin plastered across his face. John lurched to the side, just in time to see the lance literally grind against the runes on his arms, sending a shower of red sparks through the air.
John spun with the tug of the lance's scrape, extending his left elbow as he did. He felt it impact, felt it hit something, before a burning pain like nothing John had ever felt before swarmed his arm, snaking through his bone and muscle. He saw a splash of red pass by his eyes, as everything slowed down. He turned his head, looking for what was bleeding. He saw the tip of the stallion's lance, then his arm, then the lance again.
His vision swam as he saw his arm pierced by the purple spike, before a horrible scream tore it self from his throat. In a rush of pure, unguided instinct, he lunged his open hand into the neck of the stallion. He squeezed as hard as his arm would allow, before lifting them up off the ground, then tossing them through the air.
The lance came with the stallion.
John screamed in pain, a new round of horrible burning sensations corrupting his being, filling his mind. Blackness began taking over his vision, cold, sweet blackness, free of pain and hurt. He dove into the dark, the unknown, allowing the wonderful relief of nothingness to wash over him.
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The miner emerged from the haze of purple light, looking around him at the new environment that surrounded him. No longer was he in the catacombs of his little tunnel, but rather the top of a mountain, overlooking a misted valley, lush trees obscuring his view of the land below. He breathed in a deep breath, savoring the taste of fresh air. A smile found its way onto his dust-coated muzzle, the fell of wind simply divine compared to the stale air of the underground.
Now was not the time for sitting around and thinking about how wonderful the outdoors were. Now, he could be outdoors whenever he wanted, go anywhere he pleased at anytime. This simply wonderful thought made his smile grow even larger, to insane per-portions.
Yet, he had a sense of urgency, about him. He needed to complete his task. he didn't think about how he had never had these desires before, he didn't think about how he knew the things he now did, he simply began doing what his mind instructed. A deep chanting bean, words he had never spoken rolling out of his mouth with the ease of somepony who knew what they were saying. taking an almost musical undertone, the rhythm continued, a swirl of purple mist spiraling into a condensed mass of energy.
he didn't question how he was doing magic, or where it was coming from, only that he could do what he wanted, accomplish the goals he had. He let out a low, chilling laugh, growing in pitch as the mass of purple grew ever larger, sucking the very frames of the world into it's depths.
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John's eyes snapped open as he was wrenched from the depths of his sleep. His mind worked itself into a fever as he took in surroundings that weren't there when he fell asleep, that shouldn't be there. Clean white walls were pressing in from all sides, seeming to get closer with every moment. John's first thought was that he was back at the castle, as he sat up in his bed. Wait, he was in a bed? When did this happen? John shook his head, trying to clear it of all the clutter inside of it.
He realized that there was a dull throbbing emanating from his left arm, and in a sudden rush of realization, he remembered everything that had happened before he passed into a deep slumber. He snapped his head to his left looking with suddenly frightened eyes at where the magical spear had punctured his body.
Tons upon tons of bandages, all stained a horrible crimson red, were wrapped time and time again over his left arm. Or what was left of it. A stump was all that was left, his arm ending just above where his elbow should have been. A cold sweat broke across his forehead, the sensation of not feeling his arm horribly disorienting.
His state of confusion was given long to live, however, as a door, disguised among the white walls due to its equal amounts of pure lack of color, opened, and a white pony with a red cross mark on its flank walked into the room. She wore a small, white hat, in the typical nurse fashion, that also bore a red cross on it. In a bout of wild, untamed genus, John guessed she was a nurse.
"Good morning, Mr. Abraham! You got brought in here by Twilght and the others. I looked at your wound, and it should be good for now. I'm... I'm sorry about your arm. They didn't tell me how you lost, but it must have been horrible."
this new information took a moment for John to process. He had been brought to some kind of hospital, where he had been treated by this nurse pony. He realized that his companions were nowhere to be seen, which confused John. Where exactly did they go, with him sitting there in the hospital?
The nurse seemed to sense the question in the air, speaking with the same artificial happiness. "your friends are waiting for you in the lobby, Mr. Abraham." John nodded, before standing up. the ceiling just barely was above his height, and John realized that that meant he would have to duck through the doorway. He sighed, as he passed by the nurse pony, limped through the cramped door, and into a strait hallway.
Almost immediately, John was given a dose of deja-vu as a mass of pink swarmed his field of vision. "Oh my gosh! Your alright, mister human thingy! When that meanie-baginie guy poked you with the magic stick, I was all mad, but then you threw him into a tree, and I was like, 'go human guy!' and did you know you snore really loudly?"
John's eyes practically spun at the quick barrage of words, but he had made sense of them, at least he hoped he did. "I'm glad I had someone cheering for me, Pinkie." There it was again, that strange sense of comfort and belonging. He simply didn't understand what it was, perhaps their bright colors, or simple, innocent ways? He didn't know the answer to that question, and he didn't think he was ever going to find out.
He noticed the others walking up behind Pinkie, concerned frowns turning to cheerful smiles when they saw that he was well enough to handle one of Pinkie Pie's greetings. he smiled in return, happy that there were people that cared about him again. Memories of a darker time resurfaced in his mind, and he drifted into the realm of the past.
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Dammit, Diane! You can hold on, come on, don't give up now!" John was holding his wife's hand, squeezing it with pent up stress and anxiety. "Come on, don't give up, don't give up! Not now!" John's voice was cracking, his worry for his wife's safety making itself known to anyone who could hear him.
"Don't worry, John. I'm not giving up. Just facing reality." her voice was angelic to Johns ears, even in its weakened state. His worry only grew, though when he heard that sentence come from her mouth. It was similar, too similar to the cliche lines from movies.
The cliche lines of people about to die.
"No, you can't die, you can't! think of Amanda, our daughter!" His voice was even more frantic now, slurred with tears dripping from his face. His wife gave no response, her eyes slowly closing and clouding over, arm going limp in John's grasp. "No no no no no no NO NO NO NO NO!" but scream and cry as he might, John could not prevent the inevitable. He could not change destiny, could not save a single life.
Diane's hand fell from his grasp, his hands shaking as his wife's breath stopped, her chest no longer rising. It couldn't be real, it coudn't be happening, but try as me might, the cold truth would not be denied, would not be ignored. So John wept, wept for everything that the horrible cataclysm had reaped from the world.
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John was shaken from his memories by a orange hoof, shaking him by the shoulder. "Hey! you alright, sugarcube?" John stumbled back, the sudden shift from the past to present jarring him. he realized that tears now stained his cheeks, and he wiped them away with his good arm. Applejack stared at him like he was insane, along with everypony else.
"I-I'm sorry, just got lost in thought there." he muttered in apology, still shaken from the transition from dream to reality.
Applejack stared at him some more, only this time as if accusing him of lying. "Must ave' been some sad thoughts to get you into a cryin' fit."
John sighed. He didn't want to burden these ponies with more tales of sadness from his past. "Look, I might not be fine, but we don't need to turn this into a bigger deal than it is already, alright?" Applejack decided not to press the issue, but by no means was she going to forget it. She would try and ask him about it later.
Everypony else made their concerns known, asking him if the stump hurt, what it felt like, so on and so forth. He answered their questions as best he could, trying to find the right words to describe the feeling of not feeling. It wasn't easy. He then asked a question of his own, inquiring as to where they were.
Twilight was happy to supply an answer. "We're in the Ponyville hospital, of course. Applejack here carried you back from the forest after you passed out." John nodded, satisfied with the answer. A realization hit him like a speeding train, however, interrupting his nodding.
"Wait, what happened to the pony I fought?" he asked, looking at each of them for an answer. They all looked down at their hooves, as if ashamed of something. This was a good enough as a spoken reply for John, who brought his hand to his forehead, rubbing his temples with thumb and forefinger. "He escaped, didn't he?" They all nodded, somehow managing to do so at the same time.
John sighed, an occurrence that was becoming more and more common in his messed up life. "How , exactly, did he escape?" he asked, his already bad mood becoming worse.
"Well, uh, you see, sugarcube, he, uh, jus' sorta vanished." Applejack stammered, visibly ashamed that John's wound went in vain. John sighed, wishing that he heard heard wrong, but knowing all the same that he had heard right.
Of course, the mysterious stallion's presence raised more questions than John cared to have. Why was this pony opening portal between world? Was he not satisfied with world domination? How did he open a portal, wasn't that tough to do or something? It sounds like it would be. John shook his head, clearing it of the messy jumble of un-answered questions.
"So now what do we do?" he asked, talking more to himself than anyone else. Every single person/pony in the room brought a hand or hoof to there chin, stroking it like they had some sort of imaginary beard. No one really knew the answer, not for certain. Should they wait out John's recovery, or head out to different portals?
John realized that he hadn't even sealed the portal in the Everfree forest. he face-palmed, groaning as he did so. This meant that they would have to go back into the Everfree forest to actually solve the problem that got him hurt. His mind wouldn't let him simply ignore the portal until he got better from getting his arm chopped off, he had to settle at least one problem before he gave up for a while.
"You ponies do realize that we didn't seal the first portal, right?" they all stopped their respective chin-stroking, eyes wide with surprised realization, before a chorus of slapping noises assaulted John's ears as they all did simultaneous face-hooves. The scene would have been comedic, if not for the reasoning behind there annoyance.
"S-so we h-h-have to go b-back into the f-forest?" Fluttershy practically whispered as she began quaking with fear at the prospect of going back into the horrible sea of green.
Rainbow Dash trotted up behind her, before laying a comforting hoof on her shoulder. "Hey, its no biggie. that guy ran away, right? So he's not gonna be there anymore, alright, Fluttershy?" Fluttershy's shacking grew less violent, and she got out a nod in-between shivers.
"Well, I guess there's no point in waiting. We should head out right now and get that out of the way!" John proclaimed with as much enthusiasm as he could muster. It wasn't much, but apparently it could inspire a march from the ponies. they all walked out of the hospital, and immediately, glances were thrown in John's direction by the citizens of Ponyville, noticing the lack of arm.
The attention was unnerving to John. Nopony said anything, simply looked on and stared at the missing part of him. He was suprised that his arm wasn't hurting that much, although he was in a world where you could open rifts to other dimensions, so stopping the pain in an arm probably wasn't to hard.
They continued to weave and wind through the twisting streets of Ponyville, once again heading for the fringe of green that could be seen just above the roof's of the town's buildings. Hopefully, no new monster or pony or anything would be waiting for them just inside the forest boundaries.
Eventually they did reach the forest edge, as the sun was beginning its lazy descent from the sky to the horizon, Luna's moon beginning to break away from the earth and soaring into the sky. They hesitated at the edge once again, thinking that it might not be worth it to head out in the beginnings of nightfall.
They got close to voicing their worries, their doubts. Fluttershy was about to speak up and say what all of the ponies thought, but she never got the chance; she was interrupted by John. "It's now or never. You gals don't have to come with me, you know."
Twilight, however, simply could not abandon the person that her teacher and trusted mentor, not to mention princess, had said they had to protect him. "No way are we going to let you go an your own, John. Princess Celestia said we were your guards, and we aren't going to give up because of some big trees!"
Everypony else echoed Twilight's thoughts, all of them refusing to let John go on his own merry way. They all cared about him, even only having met a day ago, or however long he had been in the hospital. They were, dare he say it, friends, and a good friend doesn't just let you wander off into dangerous woods.
What good is a friend, if they don't look out for you?
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A/N: Hmmmmm... this chapter feels a little iffy to me. At least the middle section does. I think the fight turned out great, but some of the dialogue feels really awkward. Oh well, if you guys like it, I like it!
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John Abraham was a normal man, until he was sucked into another dimension in its time of need.
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<p>In 2356, Humanity had destroyed itself, leaving a wasteland where only the strong and fit survive. Life is a grim ordeal for a man such as John Abraham, someone who is as normal as the times allow. But his life is thrown into chaos when he is thrown head-first into another dimension, and must save its inhabitants if he wants to get back home. But what does he have back home that needs to be returned to?</p>
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John, followed by the ponies, set out into the forest, setting sun sending the already dark forest into a near pitch darkness. Only vague outlines could be seen underneath the thick roof of leaves, everything melding into one big wall of blackness. Something this harmless did not deter John in any way.
They strode into the forest, the red aura still visible to John's eyes. The path they had followed last time was trekked upon yet again as foliage was pushed aside. It was not long before the hum of swirling energy could be heard over the foot steps and hoof steps echoing through the forest.
The clearing came into sight, and John grimaced as he looked at the scene of his fight. Crimson still stained the grass and dirt, splashes of color that should not exist in the misty forest. The dull purple glow of the portal illuminated only the small clearing, everything else a deep shadow that served as a backdrop to the focus of this venture.
John realized that his friends did not know how he had to close the portal. It didn't take a genius to figure out that they probably weren't going to like it. He turned around in mid-step, catching all of them off guard, each of them walking into the backside of the one in front of them when Twilight suddenly stopped to avoid hitting John.
"I did not explain how exactly we go about sealing the portal, did I?" he asked the group of ponies in front of him. They all shook their heads, confirming that he had indeed not told them of the method of sealing. "To cast the sealing spell, I have to place a barrier on each side of the portal, preventing anything from going through it.
Everypony but Twilight stared at him with blank looks, and Twilight's was one of distressed surprise. "So... We have to go through the portal?" John nodded his head, watching as equally horrified and scared looks took their place on the pony's faces.
"B-but what if their's a big, mean *gulp* d-dragon?"
"Ya'll are tellin' me that ah have to go through that?"
"Oh dear, that doesn't sound safe at all!"
"I'm not sure if this trip just got cooler or scarier."
"Oh boy! Maybe we might get to see some party worlds!"
John sighed. He had guessed that they weren't going to like the prospect of going into an unknown world that could be filled with whatever God felt like putting in it. Heck, for all they knew, they might not be able to breath in this world. But it was the only way to seal the rift, and prevent the collapse of the fabric of the universe.
"Look, I know that you don't like this. I don't either. But this is something we have to do to save this place." It felt strange, to be giving reasurance to the ponies. He was the one from another world. He was the one who had no idea what was happening, or how, or why even. All he knew was that something bigger than himself was at stake. This world was in danger, and he wasn't about to let it die like his home world.
He couldn't let it happen again.
"lets get this over with." he stated, before calmly walking to within inches of the portal's edge. He could feel the sheer amount of energy leaking from within it, he could feel the boost in his awareness, like a huge dose of caffeine. He felt fresh and energized, like nothing could stop him. He reached out with his remaining arm, and touched it to the portal's surface.
Instantly, the world around him faded into the river of purple that flowed around him. He had seen this only once before, but this time he had meant to delve into it. The blast of color that barraged his eyes almost hurt, but he could not close them. Color like this did not exist in his world, only in the pony's world and the gateway between the two.
Suddenly, he heard a popping sound, like a balloon that had just burst from an encounter with a sharp point. John turned around, though he did not know how, and saw that his companions and friends had joined him in the flow of purple. They all had bewildered looks on their faces, none of them having expected what they now beheld.
As quickly as the shift in worlds began, it ended just as fast. Shapes began to appear, outlines forming from nothing. The purple river disappeared from John's sight replaced by a new landscape. Dunes of black sand stretched out farther than John could see, deep trenches and tall hills the only landscape that his eyes could comprehend. A deep, rust red sky illuminated the pitch black hills, a sun the color of the ocean dominating the crimson sky.
Only moments after John had appeared, all of the other followed after him. Not a single one had opted to stay in Equestria. All of them had decided to potentially risk their lives just to offer their support to John. He felt happy that there was finally, after ten years, someone who he could trust to have his back.
All of the ponies landed in a heap, groaning as they tried to untangle themselves from the mass of limbs that all wanted to the exact same thing. Eventually, they did manage to figure out who was where, and how to separate themselves from a close contact none of them wanted.
Twilight dusted herself off, before looking around at their bleak environment. "So this is another dimension. Other than the colors, it doesn't feel that different." she observed. At she was right, the air did not feel odd, they could breath just fine, and they weren't exploding or anything insane like that. John let out a breath he didn't know he had been holding, as he realized that everything had worked out fine so far.
He turned to the portal, its brilliant color warped by the strange coloration of this world. Instead of the bright purple that John knew, it was now an obsidian color, a black that reflected a purple sheen. It was such a drastic change, that the portal almost blended in with the hills of sand around them.
John focused on his right arm, now his only arm. He had grown used to the sensation of no sensation in his missing left arm, but now that he was focusing on his right arm, the void it had left presented itself to him once again. John tried to force the distraction out of his mind; he needed to concentrate on the task at hand.
The runes on his arm glowed brightly, small streaks of red electricity running down his arm's length. He poured every once of his energy into his arm, trying to fill it with as much power as he could. He brought his arm back over his shoulder, raising a now clenched fist into the air. He brought it crashing into the portal, a shattering sound echoing across the dunes as crack spread across the rift's surface like a web.
Almost instantly, a sphere of red light expanded from John's fist, surrounding the portal. When the sphere was complete, John removed his fist from the orb, and the light seemed to solidify, taking on a glass like appearance. He smiled as he looked at the finished product of his work. He had half expected it to fail, somehow bringing a worse crisis on top of their heads.
He looked to his pony friends, and smirked at the looks of awe and amazement they were giving him. He felt tempted to give an overly exaggerated bow, but he decided that it would go against the mood of what they were doing. Then, suddenly and without warning, Pinkie Pie gave a huge gasp before tackling John.
"Oh my sweet sugary-goodness, that was awesome! you were all like, concentration~! and then you punched the portal, and then it cracked, before it got eaten by a red ball, and now you feel like bowing!" John blinked in surprise at her last statement. How in God's name did she know that he had wanted to bow? Was she physic, and nopony had told him?
He did not not get time to ponder how Pinkie knew these things, as cheers from everypony else droned out his thoughts. This was not something that he had expected. Even the meek Fluttershy was screaming in excitement. He had no idea why they were cheering so ferociously, but he didn't care. He just smiled along with them.
Their moment of fun, however, was not meant to last. A deep rumbling shook the ground they were standing on as a sudden wind stirred the black hills into a flurry of sandy grains that stung the eyes. A deep, growling sound seemed to come from all sides as the shaking grew in severity, everyone having long since fallen over.
A sudden moment of calm came out of nowhere, the wind coming to a dead halt as the quaking stopped as suddenly as it had begun. No one spoke, slowly standing up as they listened for any sign that the shaking was going to return. An anonymous sigh came from everyone's lips as they felt satisfied that the temporary ordeal was over. It was not.
An explosion of black sand flew into the air. In the middle of the group, a geyser of sand seeming to flow from the very earth suddenly flying into the air. The once deep growling warped into a horrible screech that hurt the ears just to listen to filled to plains of sand. Everyone looked at the explosion of sand, and gave horrified gasps as the beheld the cause of the problem.
A giant worm had flown from the earth, moving in a lazy arc through the sky as it continued to screech at all of them. Its skin was a sickly yellow color, wielding a bloated texture of bumps and bruises across its body. A huge maw filled with razor teeth was attached to one of its ends, the source of the horrible screeching.
"RUN TO THE PORTAL!" John screamed at the top of his lungs, almost drowned out even then by the wailing of the massive worm. Everypony still heard, all of them running as fast as they could towards the dull red sheen of the portal. They all placed their hand or hoof an it at the same time, and the sound and wind of that dimension disappeared instantly as the ventured once again into the purple flow of the trans-dimensional gateway.
No one said anything as the were pulled along the dimensional river's current, simply relaxing in the bliss of quietness that greeted their ears. The worm had come out of nowhere, and none of them were keen on going back to find out more about it. The sudden rush of action had left them shaking as they suddenly found themselves no longer in danger.
They once again found themselves in the Everfree forest as they left the purple embraces of the portal. The feeling of mist on their skin was one of bliss after their ordeal. Seeing trees filled to the brim with green leaves felt good on their eyes, after the endless sea of black sand.
John turned back to the portal, once again concentrating on his arm. He found that it was much easier this time to call on the power of the runes inscribed on his skin. He repeated the process of punch, shatter, sphere, remove. This time, once the portal was surrounded with the red orb, cracks appeared on its surface. They slowly spread, before the whole thing was covered.
The portal shattered with a brilliant explosion, sparks of red and purple flying into the night sky, little specks of color against a backdrop of dark blue. They all dispersed, leaving a shimmering cloud of sparkles in their wake, and everyone was entranced by the sight. It reminded John of fireworks, something that existed in the time before the cataclysm of sickness and death.
When the last shimmering bits of dust disappeared from sight, no one's eyes left the sky. They all simply kept staring into its infinite beauty. The stars were something new entirely to John. He had heard stories of the specks of light in the night sky. But they had been swallowed by human pollution and corruption long before he had been born into his world. Their simple design captivated John, and felt like he could look at them forever.
Sadly, he could do no such thing. Eventually, he felt the tapping of a hoof on his shoulder, and he looked down to see a bemused Rainbow Dash looking at him. "Hey, you done spacing out yet?" she asked, before she fell to the ground in an uncontrollable fit of giggles at her own, terrible joke. The sheer cheesy-ness of it had its own humor, and soon everyone was laughing along with her.
The novelty did wear off eventually, and the laughter died away. Except from a certain pink pony. "Spacing out! Hahahahaha! Your a riot, Dashie!" Pinkie Pie fell to the ground, continueing with her laughter long after everyone else had stopped. Even Rainbow Dash thought it was a little too much laughter.
Twilight cleared her throat, bringing everyone's attention to her. "You do all realize we are in the middle of the Everfree forest at night, don't you?" Everypony but John looked around at their surrondings, and gasped when they came to the conclusion that they were indeed in the Everfree forest at night.
Twilight face-hoofed as she groaned in annoyance for getting caught in this scenario. Then, as if a light bulb had apperead over her head, her eyes brightened as she snapped to attention. "I know! We can go to Zecora's, it shouldn't be too far from here!" She briefly glanced at the moon, before turning herself a bit to the right. Without another word, Twilight began trekking into the woods.
Everyone stumbled after her, all of them glancing nervously around them with ever-shifting eyes. John didn't understand what made the forest so much worse at night. Perhaps there was some sort of nocturnal animal worse than a manticore? John looked once again to the sky, only catching fleeting glances through the canopy of leaves.
The stars were so beautiful. Each of them was like a hole poked into a dark blue fabric, a pathway to somewhere beyond what we could see. An endless expanse of sky, clear of pollution and corruption that John was so familiar with, seemed like a dream come true to him.
He looked down from the night sky, looking at all of his friends. He didn't really know why he had began to call them that. Yes, they cared about his well being. Yes, they were worried when bad things befell him. But they were not of the same world. They should not even have met. It had taken the incoming destruction of the universe to bring John to the group of close-knit friends.
He noticed a light ahead. Not the light of the stars and moon, but the light of torches and fire. He could see the outline of a massive tree, much thicker than any others surrounding them, appearing in the middle of a small clearing. As he stepped into the clearing with his friends, he jumped a little at the tree in front of him.
It was indeed huge, about the size of a small house in width. Small windows were spaced unevenly across it, set deep into the wood. Large masks with seemingly angry faces were placed around the door, glaring at John with hollow sockets. Light was seeping through the window from within the tree, casting eerie shadows throughout the nearby forest.
This was not what John had expected when he heard that they were going to "Zecora's". He hadn't expected a five-star hotel either, but he wasn't sure what to expect from the tree's residence. Hopefully they wouldn't freak out and try to kill him.
The ponies walked up to the door without an ounce of hesitation in their hoof steps. They had obviously gone here many times, and weather they had been unnerved at first, they weren't anymore. Twilight stepped up to the door, before knocking on it with loud bangs.
"Zecora! Its me, Twilight! Can we come in?" she asked to the door, awaiting a response. John could hear the sounds of movement from inside the tree, items being placed upon shelves, and others being taken from those same shelves. The clop of hoof steps approached the door, before the handle on it turned slowly.
The door opened with a creak, revealing the one inside. They looked very similar to the ponies John had become familiar with, but her body structure was a bit different. Golden rings wrapped around her neck, gleaming with a polished light. She bore black and white strips across her body, and lacked the strange symbol on her flank that all of the ponies had.
"Please ponies, come inside.
The forest at night is no pace to hide!"
She spoke with a heavy accent, an origin that John could not quite place. It seemed familiar, but after ten years of only his own voice, he had no idea what accent belonged to who. She spoke in rhyme as she looked at the ponies, before her eyes came to rest on John. They widened in surprise, as her mouth just hung open. She shook her head, before giving another rhyme.
"What craziness have you brought this time, pony folk?
Is this some sort of weird joke?"
Twilight simply giggled, before motioning to John with a hoof. "Zecora, this is John. John, this is Zecora! And no, this isn't a joke of any kind. Lets just say its a long story." John didn't know how to better introduce himself to the creature in front of him."Um... Hello?" he asked, uncertainty apparent in his voice.
The pony-like creature laughed, before returning the greeting with more confidence.
"Hello to you as well, strange creature!
What insanity has got you featured?"
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A/N: I think this chapter turned out pretty well. When i post this chapter, we should be at the 2000 views marker! Woo-hoo~! I did not expect this story to gain any sort of popularity at all! Don't forget to rate and comment if you can!
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<p>In 2356, Humanity had destroyed itself, leaving a wasteland where only the strong and fit survive. Life is a grim ordeal for a man such as John Abraham, someone who is as normal as the times allow. But his life is thrown into chaos when he is thrown head-first into another dimension, and must save its inhabitants if he wants to get back home. But what does he have back home that needs to be returned to?</p>
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John sighed, winded from his explanation of all the events that had brought him up to this point. He was sitting on a small wooden stool, barely large enough to fit him. Across from him sat Zecora, a zebra as he had found out. She was staring at him with one eyebrow raised, sorting through the information he fed her.
"Your tale is very interesting,
but you have yet to continue questing."
John looked around, and realized that there were no clocks to speak of in the tree household. Once he had settled down on his stool, he realized that it had a homely feel. The masks had stopped unnerving him a long time ago, and the warm fire relaxed his tired muscles.
He glanced out one of the small round window, and was surprised to see the hints of a downs light creeping above the horizon. Had he really spent that long telling his tales? It had seemed to go by in one big blur, moving too fast for him to remember any details of how it went.
Looking around him once again, John realized all of his friends were passed out on the floor. All of them had their eyes closed, peaceful expressions dominating their faces. He would go so far as to say they looked adorable. A sudden wave of tiredness washed over him, drowsiness overcoming all other senses.
He could feel himself begin to slump over in his small, little stool. He was hardly aware of the sensation of a warm, thick blanket being draped over his form. the warm embrace of slumber gripped him as he sank into its comfortable depths, enjoying the sense of relaxation in the room.
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A beam of light sneaked its way from the noon sun, in through the window of the tree house, and onto the closed eye of John Abraham. His eyelids fluttered open as he tried to cover them with his left hand. When he felt nothing, the memories of everything crashed down upon him.
All thoughts of sleep now gone from his mind, he simply looked at the cealing as he thought about his life as it was at the moment. He had been thrown into another world, with the task of saving many worlds on his shoulders. It was almost to much to bear. Yet, he pulled through, and had survived so far.
His ears twitched when he heard the sounds of movement all around him. The dull echo of hooves on wood came from all sides. Apparently everyone else had already woken up. John sat up, giving a groan of delight as he stretched his back, a loud crack emanating from his bones.
he looked at everything around him. He could see Twilight holding plates, bearing many waffles on top of them with her magic grasp. Applejack was setting out syrup while Rainbow Dash put out eating utensils like forks and knives. Fluttershy was looking out a window, staring at a large bird on the other side. Rarity was nowhere to be seen.
As she set the plates of waffles down on the small, wooden table, Twilight let out a greeting to John. "Good morning, mister sleepy-head. How long did you spend talking to Zecora anyways?"
John blinked a few times, before letting out a small yawn. "I think we talked until sunrise."
Twilight stared at him, before letting out a short giggle. "No wonder you're so tired! Even I think that's too long, and I study late all the time!"
John froze for a second. She had just said that she stayed up late studying. His wife, Diane, had done the same thing. He had often found her slumped over in her favorite sofa, drooling on some textbook or other. His mind began to piece together similarities between Twilight and his deceased wife. It was phenomenal how slimier they were to each other.
Twilight put on a slightly concerned look, before waving a hoof in front of his face. John fell over backwards in his stool, crashing to the ground with a loud 'Bang!', eliciting another giggle from Twilight. "Just checking if you were spacing out again!"
John sighed, staring up at the ceiling. He hated remembering every day of his life that his wife had died, that she was no longer able to comfort his woes. And now, every time he looked at Twilight, he would remember it all, down to the last terrible detail that his mind had kept locked inside.
Then the scent of warm waffles drenched in delicious syrup reached his nose, and saliva instantly began filling his mouth. He swallowed, before getting to his feet, and walking over to the small table where the delicious-smelling breakfast had been placed.
He sat himself down, glancing at the ponies next to him. Fluttershy was on his left, Rainbow Dash on his right. he realized quickly that with only one hand, it would be a tough task to enjoy the meal in front of him. Lively chatter arose almost as soon as they all started eating, and many questions about Earth before the apocalypse were asked.
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Once the meal was finished, The group of ponies and one human left Zecora's tree abode, breathing in the morning air. The smell of exotic flowers wafted through the air and into their nostrils, bringing small smiles to the group's faces. A gentle mist left much of the forest in a white haze, obscuring their view to roughly fifty feet.
Once again, John placed the palm of his right hand on his eye, the horrible crunch causing a wince to come to his face. the dull red eye on the back of his hand opened, and once again searched in quick, shifty motions for the nearest tear in the barrier between worlds.
It locked on to a spot, back in the direction of ponyville, its pupil dilating, before the eye closed once again, resuming its still state of being. John tore his palm from his face, managing to remain on his feet this time. He breathed in deep, letting his nerves return to a calm state.
Fluttershy walked up to John, and tapped him as high up as she could with her hoof. "So, um... How far away is it?" she said, managing to barely stutter at all.
John wished he knew the answer to that question. "I don't actually know how far away it is. I just know it's that way." He lifted a finger, pointing towards the red smudge on the horizon that only he could see. Apparently satisfied with the answer, Fluttershy nodded her head, hiding her actual disappointment.
They set out, walking through the the underbrush of the forest. Small side conversations sprung up between various ponies, and John made no effort to intervene. He simply placed one foot in front of the other, walking in a machine like fashion. They had basically just started their journey, and he had lost an arm. He couldn't think about this issue enough.
If things kept going at this pace, would they even last? Would Rainbow Dash lose a wing? twilight her horn? Any number of things could go wrong, yet they moved forward, unwilling to step down from their task. Their chances of success seemed to slim with every second that John lingered on his thoughts, as if victory was now impossible.
Eventually, they did make it back to Ponyville. They stopped, letting everypony tend to their various needs, checking on a pet here, making sure a sibling had everything under control there. And through it all, John simply stood waiting at the chosen meeting place, the side of the town opposite the Everfree forest.
John was just standing there, looking at the landscape beyond on his vantage point on top of a small hill. Hills sprawled out for a long distance, rolling hills of green. But on the edge of the horizon, the terrain suddenly grew rocky and rough, giving way to mountains, filled with the entrances to small caverns.
He looked at all this natural beauty, and only sadness filled his mind and heart. His world had destroyed this beauty, murdered it with weapons of mass destruction. Humanity had leveled entire cities and mountains in bickering, and had brought ruin to the natural world that had lived on the brink of destruction.
The view was one he could not pull from the depths of his memories. John was content to simply sit there and enjoy the view, time flying by in an instant. Before he knew it, everypony else was already there, tapping their hooves impatiently. "So... we're going that way?" he asked the whole group.
"Well, ya'll are the guide, right?" Applejack stated, and John immediately felt silly for asking that question. Of course he was the guide, with the whole magic powers thing going for him. He began trekking off into the hills, all of his friends following after him. Finally, a feeling of belonging began to creep up on him, though he didn't realize it.
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It had been many days since they had set out on their second journey. They had long since passed the peaceful plains of hills, the rocky mountains, and even a small desert. Now, they were stuck in a jungle, clouds of bugs mercilessly swarming them every chance they got, humid air causing sweat to break their brow.
This resulted in the trademark whining from Rarity. No one's ears were in good condition only a few minutes into the jungle, and it was beginning to form tensions in the air.
"With all due reh-spect, sugarcube, shut 'yur pie hole!" Applejack was on her last nerve, and it was not feeling to good at the moment. Finally, Rarity's constant steam of high-pitched whining stopped, if only for a moment. The relief on everyone's ears was immediate, and a collective sigh escaped their lips.
The sun soon began its decent into the horizon, and they began to set up camp. Tents were put up, and a fire was started. They all got out packs of food, and settled in as darkness began to surround them in the swamp.
Eventually, when they were all getting into their tents, John in his own separate tent, he heard the zipper on his tent go down. "You mind?" It was Twilight, standing in the doorway, looking at him with a sheepish grin. John had no reseaon to say no, so she stepped into the tent.
"What do you think will be on the other side of the next portal?" she asked, sitting down next to him. He still wore his cloak and all his cloths, preferring the familiar comfort they brought to the blankets in their back-packs.
"I don't know what to expect. There could be anything on the other side, friendly or out to kill us. We just have to wait and see, won't we?" he said in an almost monotone voice. he himself had thought this many times as they hiked through woods and mountains, occupying his thoughts through the boredom. There was really no way to predict what they would find.
"I hope that we go somewhere without anything, so we don't have to worry about dealing with anything, good or bad." John sighed, looking out the open tent flap at the stars. He felt a small wind, chilly against the little exposed skin he had, and he closed the tent flap.
"What does it feel like... Without your arm...?" Twilight almost whispered, fearing that she would strike some nerve with her inquiry. John only looked straight at her, before he spoke slowly, carefully choosing his words. "It feels like it should hurt, that there should be feeling there. Iinstead, the'res just this... Hollow feeling, a cold bit of air that should be my arm." Twilight digested this information, and nodded.
They sat there for awhile, thinking silently on what they were to face. They didn't even know if they might find the portal tomorrow, or in a week's time. The feeling of being in the dark, of not knowing brought down a weigh ton all of their shoulders, and the warmth of the tent help drive away their fear. They could worry in the morning.
In the end, Twilight never went back to her tent. Both John and her simply passed out at some point, sprawled out inside the small confines of the tent. Already in the depths of sleep, neither was aware that the now slept leaning against each other, side to side in the tent. The warmth of the other served better than any of the blankets, and they both slept peacefully.
* * * * *
Rainbow Dash woke to the sound of birds chirping. It was a familiar sound to her, her flying sessions often bringing her close to the birds themselves. It was comforting to her, since her back had other thoughts about sleeping on the ground. She stretched, and slowly walked out of her tent.
It was a surprisingly chilly morning, and she shivered in the tiny breeze that filtered through the trees. She immediatly regretted getting out of her wram blanket, but shook her head clear. She was the toughest and coolest of ponies, she could handle a little cold weather! Hay, she controlled some of the weather.
Deciding to tough it out, she looked at where they had made last night's fire. All that remained were tiny ashes, not even a hint of heat or light present in them. She would have to tell John to go out and find more firewood, so they could cook breakfast.
She steeped over the patches of mud that littered the campsite they had chosen. It was the only flat chunk of land that wasn't one huge pit of mud, and they had taken what they could get. rarity had even used her magic to 'tidy up' the place, meaning she cleared out any rocks or bushes, made certain the groud was perfectly flat, and dug a little pit for their fire.
Rainbow Dash trotted up to John's tent, and un-zipped the flap, her request already in the tip of her tongue. It stuck in her throat when she saw Twilight laying next to him. That in and of itself wouldn't have been a problem, but there was no space between them. John was slumped over, still sitting up, and Twilight had her head on his knee, her side pressed to his leg.
It almost made Rainbow Dash queasy. Neither of them looked at all uncomfortable with the close contact, but that wasn't what really bothered Rainbow Dash. Something she had managed to keep locked up inside of her, always hiding her real feelings. The closets call had been when she was demolishing Applejack's barn, and Twilight had told her she didn't need to hide her feelings from her.
She neede some fresh air. She pulled her head from the tent, and took a deep breathy of the chilly morning air. It helped calm her confused mond somewhat, and she shook her head. Come on, Rainbow! Your the coolest of the cool! Stop getting flustered over something so small. She went off into the trees to gather the firewood herself, no longer having the confidence to ask John, though she would never say so herself.
Nopony else had been awake, so she assumed that she had somehow been the early-bird of the group. The concept of Rainbow Dash, champion napper, waking up before everyone else was ridiculous enough that it brought a smile to her lips. She snapped small branches off of any trees she passed, and soon had a big enough load.
She walked back towards camp, trying her best to not think about what she saw. It was simply so... weird that it had trouble computing in her brain, and it gave her a headache. Her mental complaints were interrupted by the sound of a twig snapping, and she sharply turned around, her wings stretching out.
Rainbow Dash didn't see anything, but she peered into the forest loom with an intense stare. Pinkie, if your trying to prank me, I swear i'll... She never finished that thought. The tree in front of her began to shimmer, a haze on its bark. Something began getting out of the tree, stepping into the swamp.
To put it lightly, rainbow Dash was scared. The thing looked reptilian, with large mud brown scales covering its body. It had a large alligator like head on its wide shoulders, with long needle teeth lining its mouth. Cold amber eyes stared at Rainbow Dash from sunken in sockets, and large, well muscled arms bore large claws.
It slowly began to advance on Rainbow Dash, its long alligator tail dragging behind it. She didn't even think, just acted. Her wings pumped, and she shot into the air. The sticks she had athered were no longer important, and the chilly air wasn't either. Just getting away from that... thing.
She flew as fast as she could in the direction of camp. The tips of the tents could be seen, and Rainbow Dash flew all the faster. Wind whipped at her, but it was nothing compared to the speeds she went at trying to do Sonic Rain-booms. She reached the camp quickly, and her stomach dropped when she didn't see anypony awake.
"MONSTER!" she yelled, putting as much volume as her tired lungs could manage. Almost instantly, ponies got out of their tents, looking frightened and very much awake. Applejack trotted over to her, looking around frantically. "Wheres th' monster, Dash?"
"I was out getting firewood, and this reptile thing walked out of a tree, and-"
Applejack shushed her with a hoof, laughing a little. "Walked out of a tree? Ah' aint' ever heard something more story-like in all mah' years!"
Rainbow Dash gave her the best glare she could. "Applejack, we fought a demented goddess who wanted to bring eternal night. That was a story."
Applejack realized that she was being silly. "Sorry, sugarcube. Either way, where is this monster?"
Rainbow turned to point at where she had come from, and found out that she didn't need to point at all. Standing there, just inside the clearing of their camp, was the lizard monster. It licked its lips, and began stepping towards them, brandishing a large stick that most certainly was not there last time Rainbow Dash checked.
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A/N: Sorry it took so long to get this one out, guys! I had a week-long bought with writers block, though I think its gone for now. In other news, A small plastic SHIP was seen sink-ING in my tub yesterday.
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BraxAttacks
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1284
| 7 |
Main 6,Original Character,Other,Princess Celestia,Princess Luna,Alternate Universe,Human,Adventure,Dark,Romance,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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Battles of Another
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John Abraham was a normal man, until he was sucked into another dimension in its time of need.
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cancelled
| 17 | 3 |
<p>In 2356, Humanity had destroyed itself, leaving a wasteland where only the strong and fit survive. Life is a grim ordeal for a man such as John Abraham, someone who is as normal as the times allow. But his life is thrown into chaos when he is thrown head-first into another dimension, and must save its inhabitants if he wants to get back home. But what does he have back home that needs to be returned to?</p>
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teen
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2011-12-05T20:42:14+00:00
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2011-12-05T20:42:14+00:00
| 1,616 |
John's eyes snapped open when he heard Rainbow Dash's shrill scream outside his tent. He got to his feet in an instant, and burst into the sunlight as he drew his knife from its sheath. He quickly scanned the campsite, and saw the reptile beast immediately. It glared at him as it made eye contact, and it seemed to hesitate for a split second, confused by the strange new creature it saw. Then it sprinted at John, bringing the club over its head.
John sidestepped, the sound of the club whizzing past echoing in his ears. He slashed at the creature, but his knife bounced off of its scales harmlessly.Frowning, he changed his tactic. He brought his knee up towards the creature's stomach, and felt only air when it leaped away.
John continued to aim blow after blow at the creature, yet it avoided every attempt he made at harming it. having only one arm didn't help, and was limiting his fighting abilities considerably. The reptile, grinned, before lunging forward with its maw open wide. John stumbled backwards, tripping over a small rock. He fell to the ground, the razor teeth snapping shut harmlessly overhead.
John saw his chance, and kicked upwards, shooting his legs into the creature's gut. It let out a squeal, and fell backwards, stepping away dizzily from John. Without a moment's pause, John brought his fist swinging in a hook, and smashed it into the huge jaw of the creature. Without giving it a chance to recoil, he jabbed his elbow into its throat, and kicked it away from him.
The creature was wobbling on its scaled feet, eyes unfocused and glazed over. John took a deep breath, collecting himself, before bringing his knife back for one more try. "WAIT!" John froze, stopping his knife in mid-swing. Just in front of its deadly point was Fluttershy, holding her hooves out and signalling him to stop.
Everything froze. No one moved, and silence took its place in the camp. Even the lizard stood still, confused as to why John had stopped his knife, and why the pony was defending it. Fluttershy slowly moved towards it, whispering calm reassurance in its ear. When she got close enough to touch it, John held his breath, expecting it to attack suddenly. Yet, the lizard accepted her kind motions, and glared at John before walking back into the forest.
Fluttershy walked back to the group, a soft and satisfied smile on her face. "What did you tell it?" John asked, not really sure how she managed to make the beast leave.
"Oh, I just said that if he left, their wouldn't have to be any fight." The simple answer was enough for John, He didn't know how wildlife worked here. Maybe it wanted to give them hugs until he attacked it. He sighed, feeling tired from the short but tough battle.
"I think I could use some more sleep after that." John offered no other explanation, simply turning and walking towards his tent. As he turned, he noticed a glare from Rainbow Dash. He kept turning, and walked into the tent regardless.
Why was Rainbow Dash glaring at him? Was she angry for him allowing the lizard to go free, or because he had tried to kill it in the first place? Or was it something else? Quite frankly, John was too tired to think about something so trivial. He sat back down in his tent, hardly noticing as Twilight's still sleeping form snuggled against him.
John drifted off to sleep almost instantly, not noticing when he himself snuggled up closer to Twilight. All he felt was a comfortable warmth on his side, and that it felt nice.
Outside the tent, everypony was moving about, preparing for breakfast. Applejack was sent out for firewood as a replacement for John, and everyone else brought out various vegetables, and waited for Applejack to return so they could make fried veggies.
Rainbow Dash sat on a log, farther away from the camp than the others, and the annoying thoughts crept back into her head. Why couldn't she get some peace and quiet in her head for once? she rolled over constantly, no position satisfying her irritated mind.
Why did this bother her so much? it wasn't like her feelings were known by anypony other than herself, and she had no idea if Twilight returned those same feelings. The fact that Twilight slept in John's tent didn't bode well, but Rainbow Dash held on to her hope that it was an accident, rather than intentional.
Her ears perked up when she heard the clop of hoof steps behind her, and she raised her head to look who it was. To her slight surprise, it was none other than Rarity, who wore a concerned look on their face. "Why are you sitting alone out here, Dash? Is something the matter?"
No buck something is the matter. "I'm just fine, Rarity, thanks for the concern." she said, some of her discontent seeping through her attempts to hide it.
Rarity didn't have to think too hard to realize that she was lying. "So what is the matter, Dash?"
Rainbow Dash sighed, wishing that she could think of a way to avoid saying something like this to anypony. "I, well, you see, ummm..."
Rarity simply smiled, trying to reassure Rainbow Dash. "I can't help you if you don't tell me what's wrong." She sat down on the log next to Rainbow Dash, waiting for her reply.
Rainbow Dash began sweating, thinking hard on a way to say what her problem was, without saying what her problem was. "Well, um, you see, I ah, may have a crush on a... colt... Who I'm not sure returns my feelings..."
Rarity's eyes lit up. This was a subject that she knew she could help with. "Well, do they know you have these feelings? If they don't, you need to let them know! Oh, but don't be blunt about it, they don't want it all laid on them at once, they might be overwhelmed."
Rainbow dash continued to suck in everything that Rarity said, memorizing every word spoken. Rarity had a long list on the finer points of romance, and the list was growing larger and larger every minute. Roughly twenty minutes after the talk began, Rarity finished.
"Well, that should be every thing you need to know. Good luck with your romance quest, Dash!"
"Thanks, Rarity!" Dash said as Rarity moved to the now roaring fireplace, Applejack having arrived many minutes ago. Rainbow Dash moved to join her, but then thought to wake up Twilight, not seeing her around the fire.
She approached the tent, fearing what she might find inside. She gulped, swallowing the sudden lump in her throat. Your just waking her up, Rainbow. No biggie. She opened the tent, and found her fears confirmed. Twilight was perhaps smuggling closer than last time to John, if possible.
Rainbow Dash stepped over to Twilight, and nudged her roughly. "Come on, enough sleep, up and at 'em!" She continued to nudge Twilight, until she stirred.
"What... what time is it?" Twilight said, before yawning loudly. She blinked, trying to clear the drowsiness from her eyes.
"No idea, but breakfast is ready. Come on." she left the tent, not even checking if Twilight was following before plopping herself down on a log. Grabbing her meal, she didn't even glance at it before digging in. It tasted like fried cabbage, but she both didn't care and didn't wan't to check.
Twilight sat beside her, grabbing herself a serving of the meal. She too ate without speaking, just sitting in silence. It was an awkward meal, to say the least.
It was going to be a long day, Rainbow Dash could just tell.
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Finally, after many more hours spent trekking through the insufferable forest, they had finally found the portal. It stood before them, nestled in the crutch of many tight-knit tress, hard to find unless you knew where it was, which they did.
John approached it, before looking back at the group and giving a smile. "So, who's ready to go somewhere new?" He looked around, and everypony nodded. They all made a ring around it, and placed their hooves on the murky red sphere once again.
The transition from world to energy river was just as jarring as ever, and everyone took a moment to clear their heads via shaking. They all looked around at the familiar purple stream, the sheer volume of color never ceasing to amaze and entrance them.
Then they were placed into another world, and they all looked around quickly, hoping to get their bearings on the surroundings. They saw snow falling from the sky in large clumps, making it hard to see far in any direction. The silhouette of a mountain loomed in the background, large and ominous. Sparse trees could be seen on the rocky terrain they were standing on, and the chill quickly began eating away at them.
John decided that the less time spent turning into a living popsicle, the better, so he turned to the portal and immediately began the process of sealing. He focused on his arm, the sparks of red coming almost instantly, the strain from his first attempt reduced to a dull itch.
Raising his fist into the air, John allowed some satisfaction to go into him. The ringing crack that echoed across the frozen terrain signaled that the portal was sealed, and he was about to signal the others to transfer when a ear splitting roar shattered the quiet of the land.
Floating to the ground on massive, jet black wings was a dragon.
Spines lined its body, sleek scales coating it. Small, red beady eyes stared at him from small, sunken in sockets. It roared again, and suddenly dark clouds loomed behind it. It stopped flapping its wings, and it fell to the ground with an ear splitting smash.
It began growling as John got to his feet, The dragon dwarfed him in size. He was only twice the size of its head, an din all probability it could devour him in one bite. Smoke rose from its nostrils, the growling growing in intensity.
John was scared. He had taken on a manticore, but this was completely different. It was bigger and more threatning, with cold and hungry eyes glaring at him from the sunken in sockets. Maybe if he tried to-
"Fus ro DAH!!"
A ring of azure energy slammed into the dragon from the side, causing it to recoil in pain. It's attention diverted from John, and he did not waste this opportunity to escape. He ran to the portal and placed his hand on it, instantly washing away the cold winds and freezing snow around him.
Looking further along the purple stream, John could see specks of white, pink, orange, blue, yellow, and a slightly lighter shade of purple that signify his friends escape. A smile spread across his face, and the fear that previously resided in him faded into nothingness.
John finally popped out of the gateway between dimensions, and glanced around to make certain that everypony had made it through. Not disappointed, the smile remained on his face, only growing wider by the minute.
Turning to seal the portal, John felt happy. His group had conquered two rifts already, and although they didn't do perfectly on either, they got the job done, and that was good enough for him. They just needed this luck to keep up, and they would be fine.
When the portal shattered into shimmering chunks, John couldn't help but sense the feeling of wonderment rise within him once again. Even during the day, the twinkling specks of light were something new to him, and his smile grew even wider, as impossible as that may seem.
Pulling his eyes from the light show in the sky, John placed his palm on his eyelid. Barely disturbed by the following crutch, he swiftly found the next portal, and pointed with a finger once his hand fell away from his face. Leading a fast paced march, John could hear the clank of everypony's packs as they fell in behind him.
Now he wished that he knew what exactly it was that saved them. The mysterious halo of blue looked like another form of magic, meaning the pony's world wasn't unique in that sense. But what had used the magic? Another dragon? Some other creature? John didn't feel that it was worth it to go back in the portal even if he could, so he lay the questions to rest.
Rainbow Dash was thinking to herself as well. Now that all the action was over, the same thing that had been nagging at her presented itself once again, and it irritated her to no end. She could hardly focus on the ground in front of her, and barely manged to stop herself from tripping on twisted roots.
Get your head out of the clouds, Dash! Look at yourself, beating yourself up over... her... Despite her best efforts, Rainbow Dash could not get the thoughts out of her head. It angered her, to be unable to keep control of her own head.
Her eyes wandered across the landscape, bored with the repetitive scenery. Nothing but trees, trees, some dirt, and more trees. She could tell it would be a long walk.
* * * * *
John pushed branches and leaves aside. he could see the edge of the forest up ahead, and the thought of escaping the insect infested swamp cheered him up. Quickening his pace, John rushed forward while everypony else tried to match his new pace.
Breaking the treeline, John looked around at the land around him. Sprawling hills gently sloped in calm mounds, with bright green grass and a few trees scattered about. Although some of its essence could still be seen and felt, the swamp was now behind them.
He turned to face his friends, and spread his arms. "I think getting out of the swamp deserves celebration, don't you?" Before another word could be said, Pinkie was smiling ear to ear and hopping in place.
"I haven't had a party in soooooo long, I'll have to make this the best party ever!" With that, she pulled a canon from nowhere and fried it, spreading a blanket cross the ground, complete with plate of cupcakes.
While John tried to figure out where the canon had come from, everypony else trotted over the the blanket with excitement. Time spent with friends and food would do them good after all the time spent in the swamp. After failing to come up with anything resembling a good answer, John joined them.
In the few moments he hadn't been right next to her, Pinkie had also set up a punch bowl and nachos with cheese dip. Deciding that it would be best not to question anything that had to do with Pinkie for the rest of his life, John happily dug into the food.
It was a massive improvement over the scavenged meat he was used to, and it almost brought tears to his eyes, it was so good. After a few seconds, he noticed the odd looks he was getting, so he gave a smile.
"It just tastes so good..." Nothing more needed to be said, and everypony grinned at him and got food of their own. John felt wonderful, better than he had in a long time. A weight had been lifted from his shoulders, and he didn't even know what the weight was. All he knew was that he felt great.
A party could do him even more good, right?
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A/N: It is finally here. After a month of procrastinating, I got off my lazy butt and wrote some more on this story. I hope the end result means that I can get more chapters done at a much faster pace, since a once a month schedule isn't that good.
please, give me feedback, and don't forget to leave a rating after your done reading this chapter. Have a good day everypony!
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1284
| 8 |
Main 6,Original Character,Other,Princess Celestia,Princess Luna,Alternate Universe,Human,Adventure,Dark,Romance,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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Battles of Another
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John Abraham was a normal man, until he was sucked into another dimension in its time of need.
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cancelled
| 17 | 3 |
<p>In 2356, Humanity had destroyed itself, leaving a wasteland where only the strong and fit survive. Life is a grim ordeal for a man such as John Abraham, someone who is as normal as the times allow. But his life is thrown into chaos when he is thrown head-first into another dimension, and must save its inhabitants if he wants to get back home. But what does he have back home that needs to be returned to?</p>
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teen
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2012-02-06T18:42:39+00:00
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2012-02-06T18:42:39+00:00
| 946 |
The title says it all. At some point in the future, I will make a newer version of this that will be much improved. Hopefully that one will make it onto EqD.
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edgewoodblake83
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1285
| 1 |
Apple Bloom,Applejack,Big Macintosh,Granny Smith,Original Character,Alternate Universe,Crossover,Adventure,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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Never Look a Ghost Horse in the Mouth
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A Danny Phantom x My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic crossover fiction.
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incomplete
| 54 | 4 |
<p>Danny Fenton gets banished to a whole nother dimesion by the technology created by Skulker and used by arch-nemesis Vlad to teleport young 14-year-old Danny to a world of ponies, trying to figure his way back, while protecting the world of Equestria of the ghosts that follow him. Action ensuses. Stay tuned.</p>
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everyone
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2011-10-08T03:30:17+00:00
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2011-10-08T03:30:17+00:00
| 6,135 |
DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own neither Danny Phantom nor My Little Pony: Friendship is magic. All right are reserved to Butch Hartman in Nickelodeon Studio and Lauren Faust in Studio B. This fanfiction is not official and will most likely never be official. Please support the official releases of Danny Phantom and My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. Thank you.
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Never Look a Ghost Horse in the Mouth
Prologue:
It was a normal day at Amity Park's Casper High School. Students, from freshman to seniors, all walking, talking and hanging out with friends, having lunch, even the occasional school bully shoving a nerd in his own locker. All was fair and all was peaceful, except for a selected few. Danny Fenton, and his 2 friends Sam Manson and Tucker Fowley had never seen a normal day. Not ever since Danny took a plunge in his parents ghost portal, and had his entire DNA and molecular structure fused with an ectoplasmic substance caused from the blast of the ghost portal that Danny switched on from the inside, which made him half human, half ghost. It also gave him a number of ghost powers like invisibility, flight, intangiblity, overshadowing and many more. Ever since Danny has had his ghost powers, ghost from this other world called the Ghost Zone has been escaping and causing havoc into their world, but Danny and his friends have always defeated every ghost that they have came across using cutting edge skill, intelligence, strength, and endurance, especially with the help of Danny's newly found ghost powers. After a few months, fighting ghost was an every day occurrence for Danny and his friends. Defeating box ghosts, lunch ladies, circus freaks controled by an envious ringleader that wanted to control all reality, and even other half-human, half-ghosts. In a sense, Danny and his friends have been there, and done that. That is, until one day, that Danny gets stuck in a strange place he would never imagine, desperately trying to find his way home.
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It was a normal day at Capser High School for Danny Fenton: a brand new ‘F’ on his science test, second-to-last in the gym class footrace, and stuffed into a locker by the jocks on the football team. Rejected once again, with equal parts disgust and hilarity, by Paulina. Even the fight with the ghost was just another part of his everyday routine.
"Wahahahaaa! I am the box ghoooost!" cried the ghost, his face twisted with glee as he darted down the halls. His worn, vaguely translucent overalls fluttered in an unfelt breeze as he darted for cover, an irregular, fracture box clutched in his death-like grip. "Now and forever, the keeper of the all mighty and all powerful Pandora's Box!"
Just then, an ectoplasmic beam comes from the other ghost (or half-ghost) that's chasing him, it was Danny Fenton (or Danny Phantom). "Give it back box brain, you don't want to end up destroying the entire Ghost Zone with it." He shot another plasma beam at him, hiting him square in the back. (no pun intended)
Then, out of nowhere, a beam of plasma come out of nowhere and hits the box ghost, making him disappear in thin air, leaving Pandora's box to fall in the void of the Ghost Zone. Danny went to get the box, but was stopped short by something metal, while another entity went and grabbed the box.
The metal object and ghost entity came back together, "Excellent work Skulker, as usual." said a rather elegant sounding man.
"As to you as well, master Vladimir." Said the metal object. Yes, Vlad and Skulker, yet again, causing trouble, not only in the real world, but the Ghost Zone too. Skulker, looking the same as always, and Vlad, while holding Pandora's Box, is also hold something else on his shoulder.
As Danny took time to absorbed what they were doing, he took flight, and flew twords them, then stops at a distance from them. "I should have figured you would have Skulker brown-nosing for you as always." Looking at the box, then looking at the big, metal, cylinder object on Vlad's shoulder. "What happened to the box ghost, and what the heck is that on your shoulder?"
Within a split second, Vlad sends out his clones to grab him in his place as Danny tries to struggle out. "All excellent questions my dear boy." Vlad said with a smirk. "You see, what I have on my shoulder is what is essentially a portable Ghost Zone/real world portal gun that my colleague here designed." pointing to Skulker. "We used this to go in and out of the Ghost Zone and the real world, and also send other ghosts to the real world to cause chaos." Showing Danny a time frame of what Vlad and Skulker have been doing with the the portal gun for the past few hours while Danny was chasing the box ghost. "We initially wanted you're cat and mouse game with the box ghost to continue to the real world, but I didn't set the gun to the "Real World" switch."
Skulker jumps in and adds: "We think what might have happened is that by shooting a Ghost Zone portal in the Ghost Zone triggers a multi-dimensional warp that might send subjects who is hit with this portal to go to another dimension."
Vlad jumps back in. "Exactly." He turns to Skulker and hands him Pandora's Box. "Will you take this and put this back where it belongs? I can handle him myself."
"Yes sir." said Skulker as he flown away, leaving only Danny, Vald, and his clones. Danny still struggles to break free, but ultimately ends up nowhere.
Danny begins to ask. "So let me get this straight, you and Skulker invent a portal gun that transports you to Ghost Zone to the real world and vice versa. You wanted to have fun with me and the box ghost, but ultimately banishing him to another dimension."
"Correct my dear boy." Vald answered with a sinister grin.
Danny continued. "So what did it have to do with Pandora's Box?" curious, seeing how they sent the box ghost where noone can find him anymore.
"It didn't." Vlad said as he begins to explain. "But, put it this way. You're pinned down by my clones, and I have a gun that can send subjects to a whole nother dimension." He pointed the portal gun at Danny. "Are you starting to get the picture?"
Somehow, Danny didn't looked shocked, he looked as determined as ever. Did he think Vlad was bluffing? "I get the picture alright, the question is, where are you taking me?
"I honestly have no idea." Vlad said with a sheepish grin. The gun starts powering up, ready to shoot another multi-dimensional portal at Danny. "All I know is that you will no longer exist in this world anymore." Vlad then shoots a pink plasma beam at Danny, and at the blink of an eye, the ghost boy, and protector of all ghosts in the real world, was gone, and nowhere to be found. "Au do Voir, ghost boy." he said sinister-like, then follows a meniacle laugh all the way from a distance.
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"Gaaaaaah" screamed the ghost boy as he falls from the sky from a portal that his arch-nemesis Vlad created that made him teleport to this somewhat calm, peaceful, elegant dimension that noone knew existed, kind of. "Oof!" He lands in some apple tree forest, still in ghost form, but tries to recollect himself. "Uugh! Where am I?" He noticed that everything was much more colorful and vibrant than his dimension. He then tries to get up on his four hooves, his mane in the way of his eyes and his wings a little sore from hitting the trees....wait....
Then, out in the distance he hears. "YEEEEHAAAAWWW!!" Danny then hides in the ground, hopefully noone seeing him. He then sees two horse like figures, no, they were ponies. One was a orange coated mare with golden blonde mane and tail, and the other was a more bulkier, red coated stallion with a more dirtier blonde mane and tail. "C'mon Big Macintosh, time to get to bucking these red deliciouses out of these trees!" said the over excited orange pony.
"Eeeyup." said the more mellow and just as confident red pony. As they started to buck the apples out of the apple trees, Danny took the time to observe them both from the ground.
"Ponies, huh?" Danny said curiously, relieved that he didn't get sent off to a dimension where giant monsters ate everything. In here, it was colorful and nice. "At least there aren't any ghosts here."Almost on cue, a few ghost monsters emerged from the portal that Danny came from and immediately starts trouble, starting with the two ponies right below them. "Oh no, why here? Why now?" Danny then emurged from the ground, flew in the air with his wings, and starts to take action on the ghost that was about to harm the two ponies. He stopped right in front of the ghosts as the two ponies can see him clearly hovering in the air. "Hey, how about you stop messing with them and go back to where you came from?
"Und vhy should ve visten to you, po..." said one of the vulture ghosts he met back in Wisconsin in Vlad's place as he paused recognizing his color scheme. "Vait! Your ze ghost voy!"
"Bingo!" said Danny as he shot out a plasma out of one of his hooves and hit the vulture on the left. "And I'm going to suggest you leave these two ponies alone, or you're gonna regret it." he threatened the three ghosts.
"Vine! Vut don't zink your safe, cuz master Vladimir has everthing vlanned ver your zemize!" The three ghosts then flew back into the portal where they came from.
As he floated back down, he thought about what the vultures said to him, and as he ponder, he now notices something was different about him, he had a tan coat with his suit still on. He had a streak white mane that covered some of his new floppy ears and the same color tail, both with the similar hair style that he had when he was a human. He also had wings that was used for his flight, and on further investigation, he had a black mark on his flank that was the same DP mark on his suit. He then realized that he was now turned into a pony himself.
"Thank ya kindly fer saving us from those green, scary things in the air!" Yelled the orange pony from a short distance. Danny realized that he had been caught, and flown twords the two ponies. "I've never seen you around before, are you new here?"
"Well, you could say that." Said Danny going out of ghost mode. The orange and red pony flinched as they watched. Going back into his human...er...pony form, his wings disappear, his streak white mane and tail turns jet black, and his flank mark turns white, but his coat still stays the same, now not having his ghost suit on.
"How in the hay are you doing these things?" said the curious orange pony.
"What things?" said Danny, curious on what she meant by that question.
"Those beams, and transformin and whatnot. Yer not a unicorn, so that means you can't do magic." said the orange pony observing him. "But I could have also sworn that you were a pegasus pony."
"AppleJack!" said the red stallion to the orange pony.
"Yes Big Mac?" replied the orange pony.
"Ah don't think you should be pesterin him after he just saved our lives from somethin we don't know about. Ah say we should get him properly acquainted before we ask em big questions." suggested the big, red pony to the orange pony.
"Ah guess yer right." said the orange pony, turning back to Danny. "Y'all wanna come back to our cottage to have dinner with the family?"
His stomach starts to growl. "That would sound nice right about now." said Danny smiling.
After a few minuets of trotting around the apple orchard, they finally head back to their cottage where they stay at. Danny had gotten used to walking on four legs surprisingly quickly, maybe it was just implemented in his brain somehow when he dropped into this other, unfamiliar dimension. They all sat down to have their normal dinner of salad from freshly grown lettuce and other veggies, hay and oats. Danny has also noticed two more distinctive ponies in the house as well. An old one and a very young one. He sat down with the other four ponies at the dinner table and ate what his normal teenage metabolism back at home would not normally tell him to eat, but something about this dimension made him want to eat healthier.
"Alright." the orange pony started. "Allow me to introduce ourselves. Mah names Applejack. Dis big feller right here is Big Macintosh, the little one is Applebloom, and the one who made dis here dinner possible is our one and only Granny Smith."
"It's very nice to meet you all." Danny said, starting to introduce himself. "My name is Danny Fenton, and, I'm actually not from here."
"Yer new here in Ponyville?" Applebloom said. "Where did you come from? Fillydelphia? Trottingham? Detrot?"
"Applebloom, that's enough! Let him explain his story." Applejack said to Applebloom as she pouted at Applejack's remark.
"That's ok." Danny continued. "Actually, I'm not from this world you live in."
"No kiddin?" Applebloom interrupted.
"APPLEBLOOM! You do not interrupt our guests!" Applejack shout at Applebloom's rude behavior.
"It's alright, Anyways." Danny continued. "I come from a place really different from this. We usually walk on two legs, and we eat meat." Danny said as Applejacks eyes were fixed directly on his. "In my world, humans ruled the earth, and what you saw flying in the air were ghosts."
"Ghosts!?!" Applejack said, shaking at the thought about such things, especially if they had come from the Everfree Forest.
"Yeah." Danny continued. "And we humans seek to fight off these ghosts to stop them from wreaking havoc." Danny continued to explain the ways humans lived and how they run the world, then it comes to how he can do all those things he can do to fight these ghosts. "A long time ago, My parents invented this portal that would let us go into the world of these ghosts called the Ghost Zone. It didn't quite work as they planned, so I went inside to see what was wrong, then all of a sudden I was blasted by this ectoplasmic energy that altered my DNA and gave me ghost powers. That's why I was able to transform, because half of me is ghost."
Applejack, having a confused look on her face. "Ecto-wah and DNA-wah? All that sciencey mumbo-jumbo doesn't comprehend with mah brain."
Big Mac jumps in. "Ah think what he means is that because of a freak accident, he now has these powers."
"That's nothing like what we have here." Applejack stated. "The only ponies here with all the powers is the unicorns and the princesses, and they were born with it."
"Princesses? Unicorns?" Danny questioned.
"In our world," Applejack started to explain. "We have four species of ponies: There are Earth ponies which we here are. Unicorns, which they have an affiliation with magic, which they use their horns for. Pegasai have the ability of flight and use their wings accordingly. Finally, you have the Alicorns, which only our two princesses are in this world."
"Who are these two princesses?" Danny asked curiously.
"Their names are Princess Celestia and Princess Luna." Applejack answered. "Princess Celestia every day gives us the sun that keeps us warm and grow our plants and trees, while Princess Luna gives us the beautiful night sky with all the vibrant stars and bright, round moon."
'Sounds like a religious factor more than an actual real act of an every day thing someone does, unless they have god powers.' Danny thought. 'But then again, I am in another dimesion'.
"One of mah friends," Applejack continued "Twilight, she has a strong connection with Princess Celestia. She writes to her every day, and Celestia calls Twilight her prized pupil, whatever that means." Applejack pondered a little more into that thought. "Hey! How 'bout ah introduce y'all to my friends in the mornin? Ya'll can crash here if ya like." Applejack offered as they all finished dinner for the night.
"Thank you very much, I would love that. I had a pretty long day today." Danny said, yawning his words out as he finished his dinner. "Besides, I have alot to think about, and alot to get used to."
"Ah understand completely." Applejack said as she started to set up the blankets on the couch Danny was going to sleep on for tonight. "After pertty much savin me and Big Mac's patoody, yer already considered part of the Apple family." Applejack said, giving a big 'thank you' hug to Danny for saving them.
"It was nothing, It's what I do best. Protecting everpony in trouble and defeating every ghost that come across my path." Danny said as he tucked himself in the blankets on the couch.
Applejack gives a slight kiss on Danny's forhead as a compliment for Danny's act of bravery as he was tucked in the couch, Danny blushes. "Goodnight, Danny Fenton."
"You can just call me Danny." He said, Applejack nodded as she turns off the last light in the house, only having the moonlight from outside hit the window next to the couch and shine on his muzzle.
Danny was in deep thought, he was just chasing an average ghost that he knew he could beat, was blasted to another existence, morphed into one of them, and all the while still having ghosts follow him. Did Vlad lie to him when he said that he wouldn't know where he would be? If that was the case, he would have to be extra careful to whom he would be putting in danger, especially in an unfamiliar place like Ponyville. Tomorrow he was scheduled to meet Applejacks friend with her in the morning. With all that has happened that day, he worries that not only will he put Applejack in danger, but her friends as well. Who knows who will come out of that portal again, Skulker, Ember, Walker, Youngblood, or even Freakshow, coming to mess up all of this dimensions reality? He didn't know what would come his way, all he could do is wait and face whatever became a threat to Ponyville, or even all of Equestria. He smiles confidently.
"Bring it on Vlad. Bring it on." He said with smirk as he slowly passes out in the night.
Back at the Ghost Zone, Vlad had been watching Danny the whole time he was there. "Oh, it has already been brought, my boy." Just then, He send out his first of his many colleagues with him out to Ponyville, Vlad letting them know when the time is right to strike. Vlad, in a lower tone. "It...has already...been brought" Following with a maniacle laughter escalating off to a distance.
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Author's Note: This is my first crossover fanfiction I've wrote. So go easy on me a little. I do, however want to see some constructive criticism, any specific flaws and whatnot that needed to be pointed out would be appreciated. I made this out of total inspiration to write. Although Danny Phantom is not my favorite Nick cartoon, I feel like it had way of making alternate dimensions and other worldly places and powers and whatnot make sense, much like with Doctor Who. Again, I expect constructive criticism, and opinions. I am currently writing the 2nd chapter, so whatever you have to say, speak now and forever hold your peace in the world. I'll see ya'll next time.
~Edgewoodblake83
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<p>Apple Bloom doesn't know what her special talent is. But after an incident in the Everfree forest, she starts to have some dark suspicions about it. Her choices will echo through the ages, and they will call her Warmare.</p><p>Inspired by the popular Modern Warmare fanart.</p>
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AN: Don't own MLP, so don't sue me. This was inspired by the Modern Warmare fanart piece.
Warmare
Chapter 1: First Blood
Apple Bloom was staring at her bedroom ceiling. Moonlight streamed in through the window, bathing the room in a silvery glow. She got up and stood the light, craning her head sideways to stare at her disappointingly bare flank.
Despite everything that the crusaders had tried, they had been completely unsuccessful in their quest. Contrary to what everypony thought, she wasn't stupid. She knew Sweetie Belle was probably destined for a musical cutie-mark, and Scootaloo for something acrobatic, whether it was on her scooter or soaring through the air like her idol, Rainbow Dash. They just weren't able to come to terms with themselves—Sweetie Belle with her stage fright, and Scootaloo with her insecurity about her wings. Apple Bloom knew that she had a certain amount of talent for fixing things, but it didn't sing to her soul like Scootaloo's and Sweetie's talents seemed to, even in the absence of their cutie-marks.
Apple Bloom sighed, and crawled out of bed. It looked like another night of sleepless introspection for her. She knew she had her foalish moments (she cringed a little remembering a certain incident involving the words “Ah want it NOOOOOWWW!”), but she liked to think that she had grown a lot in the past year. It was therein that lay the problem; it was if a great weight had settled upon her very essence, a strange heavy sort of despair that permeated throughout her days, but most especially her nights.
The window opened up with nary a creak, and soon she clambered out into the moonlit orchard. Other ponies would have found the trees rather frightening and imposing in the dark, but having lived here all her life, they were just a comforting extension of home. Slowly she made her way to the summit of a small hill that the family kept clear for picnics and other special events. Sitting there, staring at the luminescent silver orb dominating the sky, she offered up a small but heartfelt prayer.
“Princess Luna, I thank you for granting your peace upon the land. Please, I beg of you, grant that same peace to my weary soul.”
No answer came, no falling star, no whisper in the moonlight, no sudden spiritual revelation accompanied by a chorus of fae.
Apple Bloom sighed. Praying to Luna just hadn't felt the same without Her semblance adorning the herald of the night. Her return was a joyous occasion, but Apple Bloom had secretly felt abandoned from the moment both Princesses had left Ponyville after The Long Night.
Still, that was no reason to be ungrateful for the gifts of the night Princess. Apple Bloom knocked a hoof against a stone, giving herself a soft but steady beat.
The words of the ancient hymn flowed out from deep within her.
“Let us not forget Her blessing,
The Princess of the Night.
The coolness of the evening
The slickness of the dew
The stars are softly glowing
A crown of silv'ry hue.
Luna watches over every pony
Be they great or be they small
And so must we remember
Luna watches over all.”
Her last refrain echoed quietly through the orchard, dissipating into the strange grasping shapes of the trees. Having paid her respects, she waited a few moments, then gave up any hope of divine assistance that night.
Her thoughts began to wander a thousand different directions, fluttering about like lightning bugs on a hot summer's evening. Her eyes wandered as well, taking in the acres of trees, the barn, and the large garden back behind the house. Standing up, she turned around and cast her gaze onto the Everfree forest, with its well-worn path leading to Zecora's hut. When the wind shifted just right, she could smell the sharp tang of the protective magics woven through it. Ah yes, now the wind was blowing the right direction. She braced herself for the slightly odd scent, but was rewarded only with a muddled earthy sort of smell.
A jolt, a thrill ran through her system. Something was wrong. Before she even realized it, her hooves were thundering on the ground beneath her, and steam was flaring from her nostrils as she ran like a madmare.
Tree branches grabbed at her, snatching and scratching, but the efforts of the flora was all for naught—she quickly came within sight of her destination. Zecora was prowling around the outside of her hut.
Apple Bloom nearly called out to her, but she stopped herself as her eyes caught movement around the perimeter.
Dark figures pounded at an invisible barrier around the tree, shifting and growling in the flickering light of hanging lanterns. She realized with a start that they were pony skeletons, animated by some dark magic.
Every so often, one of them would seem to make headway, and Zecora would hurl a small bottle at it. The bottle would shatter, and the undead creature would release a keening wail before crumbling into dust. Edging slightly closer, she saw that a large ring of mushrooms was growing around Zecora's tree, and the monsters appeared to be unable to pass it.
Apple Bloom knew that she would only get one chance.
Picking up a large rock from the forest floor, she hurled it at the obvious leader of the monsters.
The rock tumbled through the air, colliding with the head of the hooded figure. It stumbled, and the skeletons crumpled to the ground without its guidance.
Apple Bloom knew this was her chance. She rushed at the figure and gave a mighty leap, flipping around and bucking it square in the head.
It was just like kicking a melon. There was a loud crunch, and her hooves failed to find any more meaningful resistance as her momentum caused her to tumble gracelessly through the air.
Quickly recovering her hooves, she whipped around to face the pony again. A thrill raced through her from snout to tail as she rushed at the crumpled figure, ready to keep it from rising again.
As she approached it, time seemed to slow to a crawl.
Wow. That was a lot of blood.
The figure still didn't move.
As if in a trance, she reached down and flipped up the hood.
A glassy eyed zebra stared at her, the back of its head caved completely in.
She should have been freaking out.
She wasn't.
Instead, she felt a kind of warm contentment, and a faint stirring on the side of either flank.
Could—no, no, NO! Denial worked well enough for the other two crusaders, so it would work well enough for her.
Apple Bloom glanced at her mercifully bare flanks, and then back at Zecora, who had frozen in shock. After a few moments though, she finally regained her composure.
“I thank you, little Apple Bloom. Without you, I would have met my doom,” Zecora said. “I suppose I must explain, the--”
“No. Sorry Zecora, but all Ah need to know is this. Was he really gonna kill ya?” Apple Bloom interrupted.
“Yes,” said Zecora.
Apple Bloom sighed.
“Thank ya kindly Zecora. Ah really need ta be getting back to the farm, but first can ya get me some water to clean up with?” Apple Bloom asked.
She was pretty sure that coming home with blood on her hooves might cause a few awkward questions that she didn't exactly feel ready to answer.
Zecora tried multiple times to get her to stay, but Apple Bloom would have none of it.
“Just remember, Ah was never here.”
The Zebra managed a nod and a wave, and Apple Bloom set off once more for home.
The trip back was much worse than it had been the first time. It seemed that time itself stretched out as a mist descended on the path, bending in maddening ways as certain plants pulled on roots that reached in impossible directions into the aether.
Apple Bloom saw ghostly versions of herself dying in various terrible ways, one having been set upon by a slowly disintegrating manticore and another was ripped apart by other Apple Blooms that had appeared in the mist. One particularly unfortunate doppelganger gave an unearthly scream after breathing in a cloud of spores, and sprouted from the mist, becoming a giant tree in a matter of seconds.
She soldiered on, the efforts of the mist and plants for naught as she finally arrived back at the farm, and scampered back into her bedroom from the still open window.
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<p>Apple Bloom doesn't know what her special talent is. But after an incident in the Everfree forest, she starts to have some dark suspicions about it. Her choices will echo through the ages, and they will call her Warmare.</p><p>Inspired by the popular Modern Warmare fanart.</p>
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AN: Don't own MLP, so don't sue me. This fic is on fanfiction dot net and fimfiction dot net. Thanks go out to TsukiyomiNeko, GraysonPaladin, MasterRaptor77, NaylorFan90, webcam875, Raven, and MrDenim for reviewing! I would also like to point out that Apple Bloom herself is reading this story. Hey there Apple Bloom! Thanks for visiting. I'm afraid things are going to be a little rough for you in this story, but remember, it's always darkest just before the dawn (and no, I'm not trying to insult Princess Luna here, it's just a human saying). There's going to be violence, but it won't be terribly gory. If you want to show your friends, go ahead. Scootaloo would probably get a kick out of it, I'm not too sure about Sweetie Belle though. However, please don't show this to your brother or sister; I don't know if they would understand and I am quite content being ignorant of how an apple tree feels during applebuck season.
Chapter 2: Crisis of Faith
Apple Bloom laid sleepless on her bed. She had just killed somepony. It was obvious that the strange zebra had been the one to collapse the wards on the path, and was certainly capable of doing the same to the ones surrounding the hut. That zebra would have killed Zecora and probably her too given the chance, but it still weighed heavily on her mind.
What bothered her most though, was that something about the situation had just seemed so, so right.
What did that say about her?
She attempted the age old strategy of ignoring it and hoping it went away, but her mind kept drifting back to the sightless gaze of the dead zebra, and her own disturbing reaction to it.
When Celestia brought light to the world, it fell upon a bleary-eyed and still sleepless Apple Bloom. She was grateful for the sun—it let her pretend like last night was just some strange nightmare, and everything would go back to normal.
“Mornin' sugar-cube!” Applejack greeted her younger sister before doing a double take. “Well cover me in leaves and call me an apple tree! You look terrible Apple Bloom!”
“Gee, thanks sis,” Apple Bloom said.
Her elder sister had the grace to at least blush a little at that.
“Are you feeling alright sis?”
Apple Bloom chuckled darkly.
“Yep, and that's the problem,” she answered.
Applejack looked a little confused at this statement, before deciding that she probably shouldn't try to drag whatever it was out of her sister. Being an Apple meant offering help when it was needed, but it also meant recognizing and respecting certain boundaries.
“Well, if you say so,” conceded Applejack. “Why don't ya help me with breakfast?”
Breakfast was swiftly made and consumed, mountains of flapjacks and eggs, all washed down with fresh milk.
Apple Bloom had finally succeeded in putting the events of the night before behind her. Full of pancakes and laughter, she began her journey to the schoolhouse.
She trotted along the well worn path, feeling the wind in her mane, the sun on her skin, smelling the crisp dewy grass, and just feeling truly alive. She paused and scuffed the ground with a hoof, snorting once before continuing on. Only vaguely did she realize what was happening.
It was something that had only happened to her once before, after she had met Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle. It was something sacred and cleansing, the Sisters' gift for earth ponies alone. It only happened at pivotal moments in their lives, and each time was something truly special.
Applejack and Big Mac had gone on a Run after Ma and Pa died. Granny Smith spoke of a Run when she realized that Grandpa was the love of her life. Most recently, Applejack had gone on a Run with Pinkie Pie a year ago after the Nightmare Moon incident. A neighbor was expecting for the first time, and she and her husband Ran. And without fail, every time an earth pony got his or her cutie-mark, they went on The Run. In the dark void that Equestria had been brought forth from, Celestia and Luna had Run, and spun the world from a sea of emptiness.
The Run was a reminder of the gift that all earth ponies shared, what was denied to unicorns and pegasi as earth ponies were denied flight and horn magic. Life, Death, and the Ways of the world flowed easier for them, and they Understood.
All this and more flashed through her head in an instant, but none of it mattered to her. All that mattered was Now. Life pulsed all around her, and ensnared her in its web. Conscious thought finally left her, and she gave herself to The Run. A thousand hooves pounded alongside hers on the empty path, as she traveled the way thousands had before. A buzzing, excited feeling settled in her withers, and every time her hooves contact the ground, she could sense more than just what was there at the moment. The potential of all things including herself.
Then there were the eyes again. She didn't need to turn her head, but she knew that whatever was left of the zebra was alongside her and her ancestors.
The Run ended when she was just shy of Ponyville, but the zebra lingered for a few moments. Apple Bloom turned to face him, and the dead eyes stared at her own before fading into the air.
Under that fading gaze, for a few fleeting moments she Understood. Life, Death, and the Ways were clear to her. Despite what she had done, she was still a child of Celestia, still a daughter of Luna.
The euphoric cognition was too quickly over, and she was left to muse on what had brought the sacred ritual on. She supposed that she could hardly deny killing somepony was certainly a significant event in her life, and no matter what happened, she would never wish to take it back. Zecora was a good friend of hers, one that was still alive thanks to her actions. Yes, she decided. The Sisters would have approved.
Apple Bloom arrived at school a full half hour later than usual; apparently spiritual experiences don't necessarily care about tardiness. Ms. Cheerilee gave her an unpleasant look.
“Apple Bloom, we've had this discussion before. Tardiness is not acceptable for any reason,” said Cheerilee.
“Yes Ma'am. Ah'm sorry Ma'am,” said Apple Bloom.
“Go ahead and take a seat. You're lucky you didn't get here any later, or you might have been turned back at the door,” Cheerilee said with a small smirk, gesturing to the schoolhouse door again, where two royal guards had appeared.
Apple Bloom hurried to her seat at the front of the classroom before turning around to see what Ms. Cheerilee was talking about.
“Today class, we have a very special guest. Please stand and welcome Her Royal Highness, Princess Luna!”
Everypony shot to their feet and stared in wonder as the beautiful God-empress of the night entered the room. Her mane fluttered in a non existent breeze, and Apple Bloom thought that she could see the stars themselves floating in it. She stood proudly in the entryway, head held high, and wings spread to their fullest. When you looked in her eyes, you could see the moon itself floating in their depths.
For a few moments there was silence, and then a loud cacophony of dozens of fillies and colts cheering and applauding.
The princess tucked in her wings, and walked regally up to the front of the classroom. These colts and fillies were just so tiny, and so cute! She was struck by the urge to take one home with her, raise it as her very own foal as she had done many times before the pain of loss had become too great. But apparently in this modern age that sort of thing was no longer considered an honor, unless you called it an apprenticeship of course. It was scenes like this that made her even more grateful to the ponies that had saved her from Nightmare Moon.
As she reached the front of the classroom and turned around, the room became silent once more. Luna opened her mouth to speak, but before she said anything, her nostrils flared as they smelled a very familiar scent. One that harkened back to a millennium ago.
Blood.
Not just any blood, but lifeblood, the blood shed when somepony died.
Her pulse quickened, and she tensed up. This was starting to feel less like a dream come true and more like one of her nightmares.
She cast her gaze upon the room, following where her nose said the scent was coming from.
It was coming from right in front of her.
Her eyes widened in fear, and her wings shot up again, ready to spirit her away. She looked down, and stumbled in shock.
It was Her.
Apple Bloom was feeling a little conflicted. She was happy to see the Princess in person for a second time, but it was a little disconcerting to have one of your Goddesses take a look at you and fall to the floor, scrabbling to get away.
She figured that she should probably say something.
“Uh, Princess Luna? Are you okay?”
Princess Luna started glowing. At this point, everypony else started backing away, slowly at first, and then running out the door. The royal guard hovered near the door, unsure of what to do.
Apple Bloom then decided to do something very stupid. She got up very slowly from her seat, and walked carefully toward the Princess, who was now in the corner, looking at her with frightened eyes.
“Stay away from me! I've been good, I've been good! Stay away!”
A blinding flash filled the room, and Princess Celestia herself ran up and scooped her quivering mess of a sister up, and teleported them both away with another flash.
Apple Bloom was left standing alone in the classroom, hoof outstretched. She sighed. This was not her day.
The classroom was in chaos even once Cheerilee had managed to herd everyone back inside. Eventually, with the help of the two royal guards, she got everypony calmed down and back in their proper seats. Honestly, that was probably about the most useful thing those guards had done the entire time.
Apple Bloom was never more grateful that she had managed to transfer into Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo's class than she was that day. Ms. Cheerilee had said that Princess Luna had what was called a flashback, where a traumatic event was relived again in all of its horror, and that it wasn't anypony's fault. But everypony, including Apple Bloom, knew that it had something to do with her.
As if to confirm this thought, she heard a hissing whisper next to her.
“Nice going, blank flank,” whispered Silver Spoon. “OW! OW!”
Silver Spoon rubbed her head. Apple Bloom saw a smug looking Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle, and two erasers on the floor beneath Silver Spoon.
At least she could count on her friends to stand by her side. Smiling in thanks, she returned to her introspection.
Just what had happened here? Everything had seemed so clear after The Run, only for it all to fall apart once more.
Apple Bloom stared at her hooves. For a moment, she saw crimson liquid dripping off of them, only for it to disappear when she blinked her eyes.So many questions. Had Princess Luna actually killed anypony during the Nightmare Moon incident? Did she know that Apple Bloom had killed somepony?
She wasn't quite as certain that the Sisters would understand as she had been that morning.
AN:In my version of the MLP verse, earth ponies have an increased understanding of life and death. Luna and Celestia are not simply pegasus unicorns. They are equal parts earth pony, pegasus, and unicorn. The Run is a gift to remind the earth ponies of their unique understanding. I think we can all agree that something like this is better than the earth ponies just getting shafted.
Also, as far as the smelling blood thing: Luna, as a living Goddess has far better senses than the average pony. She was able to smell the zebra's blood despite her having washed it off.
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<p>Apple Bloom doesn't know what her special talent is. But after an incident in the Everfree forest, she starts to have some dark suspicions about it. Her choices will echo through the ages, and they will call her Warmare.</p><p>Inspired by the popular Modern Warmare fanart.</p>
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AN: I don't own My Little Pony. Thanks to Raven, Marine Marksman, Sweetie Belle Derelle, Lynolius, Cupcakesarenice, Apocalypse Pony, Fernin, Black Alicorn, HybridNecros, Punisher143, GraysonPaladin, Hanzo Of the Salamander 2.0, Wing Zero 032, Mr. Denim, Amaya, MasterRaptor77, Webcam875, and Overactive Mind.
Special thanks go out to Modern Warmare over on DA for letting me use her art!
Warning: This chapter may end up being heavily revised.
On with the show.
Whoops! Now has proper name.
Chapter 3: But For the Grace of the Sisters Go I
What remained of the school day passed by mercifully quickly. Silver Spoon and Diamond Tiara were reluctant to do anything more as Cheerilee seemed to have turned a blind eye to Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle.
After school the other crusaders cornered her.
“What was that all about?” Scootaloo asked.
“Yeah! What was that about?” Echoed Sweetie Belle.
“Ah don't know girls. And Ah don't know if Ah want to. Ah better get goin' home now though,” Apple Bloom answered before heading off toward home with a wave.
It was looking to be thankfully uneventful walk home—Apple Bloom didn't usually take the shortcut through the fields but after today she didn't feel like dealing with the road.
The air was crisp and clean and the skies bright and sunny. As far as the weather was concerned, it was a perfect day, one for the weatherponies to be proud of.
Far from both farm and Ponyville, she spotted Ditzy Doo walking towards her. Huh, maybe there was something wrong with the other path Ditzy usually took. Ah well, she'd enjoy having the company after the buck-up this day had been so far.
The Doo family was an odd one, but Apple Bloom had always enjoyed having them as neighbors. Come to think of it, Dinky didn't have a cutie-mark either. She'd have to ask Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle about the possibility of adding a new member.
Ditzy Doo was walking along, having returned from Sugarcube Corner bearing a large basket of muffins to share with Dinky.
She had only recently returned to Ponyville with her little muffin. Granny Derpy had just passed on with Dinky and Ditzy holding her hoof.
Despite this, she was the picture of happiness, bouncing along, eyes askew, not a care in the world. Derpy had had a good life, and it was nopony's fault.
Nopony's fault.
She didn't have tears in her eyes.
Apple Bloom and Ditzy had reached the junction at the field's edge.
Nopony's fault.
She didn't care at all about the family curse.
Ditzy was breathing rather heavily, and Apple Bloom looked at her in concern.
It was Nopony's-
“Miss Doo?” asked Apple Bloom.
Ditzy looked up and felt something sweep over her.
“My daughter-”
WHAT'S BLACK AND WHITE AND RED ALL OVER?
Ditzy screamed and took to the air, swooping in maddened circles and loops that might have made Rainbow Dash look on in envy.
Suddenly, a clarity sank over her, wings snapping taut, flight leveling out perfectly.
She knew somehow.
It was Her fault.
The enraged pegasus flew at her like some great raptor, snarling in rage. Apple Bloom held her ground up until the very last minute, diving to the side and snatching at one of Ditzy's wings as she rocketed by.
The gray mare's wing crumpled at the sudden resistance, sending her tumbling to the ground. Being a properly trained pegasus, she tucked her rear and middle extremities and protected her neck and head with her forelegs. She rolled through the dirt for a few seconds and leaped to her hooves, steam snorting out her nostrils.
Apple Bloom saw this as another chance to possibly talk this out.
“Listen Miss Doo, Ah'm not sure what's-”
Ditzy gave another inarticulate cry of rage, pawed twice at the ground and charged
Apple Bloom figured that meant that diplomacy had failed. Buck that, who wants a diplomacy cutie-mark anyway.
Besides, though she would never admit it, she had never felt more alive than she did right then. Not even the rush of dealing with the necromancer had been anything like this. That incident had been over in a few moments, dealt with by luck and decisive action.
This was another thing entirely. Analyzing an enemy, picking them apart and forcing them to engage her where she was strongest.
Ditzy reached Apple Bloom, but the filly was ready for her. The pegasus was bigger than her, heavier than her, faster than her. But they were on the ground, and little Apple Bloom was an earth pony.
Apple Bloom may have only had one prior experience with fighting, and just the night before at that, but she instinctively understood the concept of home turf. Hoofball teams always did better on their home field. Vinyl Scratch, traveling mare that she was, always did her best shows in Ponyville. And Apple Bloom fought best on the ground.
The grey mare tried to shoulder check the filly, but Apple Bloom dodged out of the way, and managed to get a good hard buck in on Ditzy's right flank.
“Horseapples,” Apple Bloom cursed to herself as they both circled around. She had been aiming for the injured wing, but had managed to miss.
The two of them stalked around each other, moving in a small and steady circle, Ditzy bruised and limping, but Apple Bloom still relatively unscathed.
This realization brought a small, cocky smile to her lips.
Apple Bloom was fighting a fully grown pegasus.
And she was winning.
Ditzy's eyes unfocused for a moment, one staring at the ground, and one remaining focused on Apple Bloom.
Apple Bloom gave a wicked grin. This was her chance. She charged at the limping mare, ready to flip around and disable the pegasus' undamaged rear leg.
Ditzy Doo gave a wicked grin. This was her chance. In one smooth motion, she reached down with her good wing and managed to fling a good hoof-full of dust at the yellow filly's face.
Apple Bloom felt like an idiot. Her eyes began to sting with the dust, tears blurring her vision as she stumbled back to recover, her mind racing to find some method to deal with this handicap.
Ditzy was on her in a second. Apple Bloom took a right hoof to the face and tumbled to the ground.
The yellow filly cursed silently. Her head was reeling, and her eyes were still screaming at her. Her legs felt like jelly and the wind had been half knocked out of her. She was losing. She cursed the single moment of cockiness had completely turned the tables. She would be left to whatever semblance of mercy remained in the crazed mare. She didn't have much hope.
No.
No.
NO!
She was Apple Bloom. She had apples in her blood. She had the earth in her bones. She had a zebra's lifeblood on her hooves.
She. Would. Not. Lose.
A grey blur barely identifiable as a hoof swung at her, and she blocked with her left foreleg. Something sharp on the mare's hoof scraped down her leg, and as she stumbled to her hooves once more she could feel the blood trickling down. What in Equestria had caused that?
Ditzy stumbled as the young earth pony redirected the force of her blow, and beat her good wing to drive herself backwards. Her injured wing was throbbing, and she was probably missing a few pinion feathers, which only served to make her even more furious. It had to have been her fault. That old terrible feeling was there, and there was no mistaking it.
Having recovered from the imbalance, she rushed forward again, hoping to avoid giving the filly more time to recover.
Apple Blooms lucky block and the subsequent pause in the fight gave her time for her eyes to fully clear out. Though the nasty grit still clung to the edges of her eyes, she could see again, and she realized what she had missed in her initial assessment.
That bucking mare was shod.
They were light duty horseshoes, but they were still made out of metal. Apple Bloom felt lucky that most of the energy had been spent sending her tumbling.
The mare charged again, and Apple Bloom dodged with ease. She managed to buck Ditzy again, but missed her target of the wing, instead catching her just below the neck. Apparently Pegasi were very protective of their wings. All the same, Ditzy screamed as her hooves connected, so that had to have at least done something.
Once more having the advantage, Apple Bloom knew she should take this moment to talk the madmare down, to see what was wrong. It would be the right thing to do, and most definitely the smart thing.
But she was alive! Her blood was thrumming, her heart was racing and her mind was moving as fast as Rainbow Dash could fly. She felt a deep, primal urge and longing within her that she didn't know the name of.
A black and white voice whispered in her ear.
“Bloodlust...” it said.
“Bloodlust,” she whispered, and she found the word tasted strange and new and oh so sweet on her lips.
She liked it.
But this new feeling called for more than just the fight. It needed to end, and it needed to end in a glorious fashion with her as the victor.
As the pegasus whipped around once more, Apple Bloom charged straight at the rearing mare, feeling the thrill as she raced toward what would be the end of the fight in one way or another.
The pegasus reacted in in instant, managing to bowl the filly off her hooves.
It was exactly what Apple Bloom had hoped for. On her back, she had a clear shot at Ditzy's vulnerable belly. It also put her in range of those damned shod hooves, but the pegasus would be to busy bleeding out to act on it.
Apple Bloom ready the killing blow, but long repressed memories swamped her.
Bleeding out from the gut was one of the more painful deaths a pony could have.
The Apple family knew that better than most, having lost Ma and Pa Apple to a freak cart accident.
Apple Bloom saw herself as if in third person in her very first memories, her only memories of her parents. The cart, the hospital and the slow lingering deaths would stay with her forever.
She couldn't do it.
She couldn't take this pony's life just to satisfy that feeling within her.
She would die first.
And as the shod hoof came down at her head, she was darkly amused at how true that was.
~~~
Ditzy Doo brought her right hoof down square on the filly's head—or at least she tried to. She misjudged slightly, Apple Blooms head still taking some but not all of the blow.
“Do it now. Crush her. MAKE HER PAY FOR WHAT SHE HAS DONE!” A voice hissed at her.
Ditzy Doo stopped.
The past few minutes came rushing at her like a raging torrent, and she wobbled on her hooves, gazing in dull horror at the filly beneath her.
Steadying herself, she spoke up.
“No. NO! How could you make me do this!?”
“Hehehe, I think you'll find you did this all on your own. All it took was one little nudge,” said the voice. “But I think I'll leave you alone for now.”
Ditzy looked down at the unconscious filly guiltily, before picking her up and placing her on her back. Her pennapectorals and her flank protested the extra weight, but she would just deal with it.
Had she really wanted to murder this filly just minutes earlier?
She still knew without a doubt that it was Her. She didn't know how, but she knew. And after all, wouldn't that be just like the family curse. But the rage was gone, replaced by a curious numbness.
“Oh Apple Bloom, I'm so sorry,” she murmured.
Since the filly seemed to be in decent condition other than being unconscious, Ditzy decided to bring her home rather than face the Apple inquisition immediately.
She was met at the door to her house by a concerned Dinky, and realized that the muffins she had gone out of her way to surprise Dinky with were laying on the ground out in a field somewhere.
Dinky had more pressing concerns than the muffins that she was going to pretend to be surprised by. It wasn't every day Ditzy Doo came home battered and bruised, toting a filly in the same state.
“What happened to you two?” She asked, eyes wide.
Ditzy sighed.
“We got in a fight, muffin. But we're better now, we've just got to take care of Apple Bloom until she wakes up.”
Dinky helped Ditzy unload Apple Bloom into the guest bed, and eagerly helped to bandage the scratch from the loose nail on her regulation horseshoes.
Oh Celestia. Big Mac was her farrier, the only one in Ponyville willing to do pegasus hoof work. She'd have to go to Cloudsdale to find another who'd do the job right.
Wait a minute. She'd almost killed Apple Bloom and now she was worried about her shoes?
Ditzy looked in the rooms vanity mirror.
A beaten and bruised pegasus stared back at her.
She imagined her reflection warping, twisted and horrible, becoming a monster. She shook herself. She was Ditzy Doo, and she knew who she was, no matter what some voice said, no matter who was at fault for the family curse. Ditzy Doo was a child of Celestia, and a daughter of Luna.
She turned to face the sun through the window, and bowed.
“Princess Celestia, please forgive your child, and grant your blessing of growth and healing to this filly whom I have wronged. Princess Luna, forgive my transgressions, and release this filly from your realm of Dreams,” prayed Ditzy. She was about to end with the traditional Amen, but a small voice stopped her.
“Princess Celestia, please help Apple Bloom get better. She is a good friend of mine. Princess Luna, please help too,” Dinky prayed.
“Amen,” said Ditzy, smiling at little Dinky.
“Amen,” said Dinky, who smiled back.
“Amen,” said Apple Bloom, surprising the other two.
“Apple Bloom!” Cried Dinky, jumping for joy.
Ditzy's eyes started to glisten and her legs began to wobble. She tried to speak but her throat had clenched shut, and her breaths came in shuddering sobs.
She felt the embrace of two separate pairs of forelegs, and weight against her injuries.
“Ah think it's mah turn to pray now. Princess Celestia, we thank you for the Sun an' how it breathes life into the very earth. Princess Luna, we thank you for the moon that protects us while we dream. But most of all, we thank you both for teaching us to love one another. Amen,” Apple Bloom said solemnly.
“Amen!” Dinky echoed, but Ditzy was still too choked up to say anything.
Apple Bloom let go of Ditzy and looked her in the eye.
“Ditzy, I forgive ya. It's mostly my fault anyway. Ah think Ah know what happened. Please, don't ask why. Anyway, Ah've gotta go home,” Apple Bloom said, starting toward the door. Apple Bloom wondered once more if Princess Luna would forgive her.
Somehow she knew that the princess could tell she had taken a life.
Still, she did wake up to that prayer. Maybe there was hope.
“Wait,” croaked Ditzy. “I'll come with you. You'll need help explaining,” she gestured to Apple Bloom's injuries, “that.”
“Ah guess. Thank you,” said Apple Bloom.
“Apple Bloom. Before we leave, I should tell you something. My family line is cursed. I fear you have something similar. I wish I could tell you more, but, well, a curse is a curse.”
“Is Dinky coming?”
“No. She needs to stay here.”
Dinky looked ready to protest this, but was subdued by a look from Ditzy.
Apple Bloom and Ditzy set off for Sweet Apple Acres.
“What should we tell them, Apple Bloom?” Ditzy asked.
“We'll tell 'em that you crashed into me. Just do that eye thing of yours and we'll be golden.”
Ditzy wasn't too sure about that, but she didn't have any better ideas to contribute, so she stayed silent.
They came upon the gate just as the sun was approaching the horizon, and were spotted first by Applejack.
“Apple Bloom, Ditzy Doo? Are you okay?” She asked, seeing the bandages from a distance.
“We're fine, Ditzy just crashed into me is all.”
Applejack frowned, and after a cursory inspection that frown turned into an angry scowl.
“Ah know hoof marks from fightin' when Ah see 'em. You got another thing comin' Ditzy if'n you think you can beat on mah sister and get away with it!”
With that, Applejack began to stalk towards the grounded mailmare, who was starting to look decidedly nervous.
Apple Bloom stepped between the two.
“Applejack. We've settled it already. Leave it be.”
“Out of the way, Apple Bloom.”
“No.”
“Yer not too old for a spanking! Now move and let me show her why you don't mess with the Apple family.”
Applejack wasn't backing down. That was fine. Then neither would Apple Bloom.
“Stop it Applejack. If you wanna fight Ditzy, yer gonna have ta go through me.”
Apple Bloom stood firm, legs in a wide stance, glaring at her elder sister.
Applejack paused and gave her a hard look.
“And yer saying you've got this settled? She didn't force ya into it or anything?”
“That's right, sis.”
Applejack stared at Apple Bloom, and then peered around her to stare at Ditzy. Ditzy felt like her very soul was being examined. Eventually, Applejack seemed to find whatever it was she was looking for.
“Don't do it again,” she said. Ditzy nodded. “Stop by the barn before you leave, Big Macintosh'll fix you up. And Apple Bloom,” she said, facing her sister again. “We are going to talk. Ah don't give a hay what we talk about, but if my little sister is gettin' in fights with grown ponies then Ah think Ah don't know her as well as Ah thought Ah did.”
Apple Bloom nodded tiredly, and gave a yawn.
“Ah've had a long, terrible day sis. Ah know it's just sundown now, but Ah need some sleep.”
“Ah'll see you in the mornin' then sugar-cube. Sleep well.”
Apple Bloom headed into the house, leaving Ditzy alone with Applejack. The farmpony gave Ditzy another hard look.
“Whatever happened between you two, it wasn't just you two bein' stupid was it? It was somethin' unnatural, right?”
Ditzy nodded. Apparently her vocal chords had decided to take a hike when she stepped onto Sweet Apple Acres property.
Applejack rubbed at her face with her hoof in a weary manner, and sighed.
“Ah'm worried about her Ditzy. Ah know somethin' is wrong.”
Ditzy finally found her voice.
“But for the grace of the Sisters go I,” she murmured. “Love and friendship as my guide.”
“And even though the worst I fear, they will always hold me dear,” Applejack finished.
“Amen.”
“Amen.”
The two of them paused for a moment to reflect, and shook hooves in friendship.
Up in her room, Apple Bloom collapsed into her bed. The covers wrapped around her tightly, and she slowly drifted off to sleep.
Far away in Canterlot, Luna was sitting in her sister's private office.
“Sister, It was Her.. The Warmare is back.”
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I See the Moon
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The Age of Emptiness is coming. It is coming, and only She stands a chance of stopping it. DF Xover
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<p>A story of hope and despair. In a vast number of planes, there is only Armok, God of Blood. The Age of Emptiness is coming. It is coming, and only She stands a chance of stopping it.</p><p>A Dwarf Fortress crossover fic.</p>
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AN: Don't own MLP or Dwarf Fortress.
Chapter 1: The Madness Begins
Luna slowly regained consciousness. She was laying in what appeared to be a workshop of some sort, surrounded by bits of metal, with a large blacksmiths hammer clutched in one hoof. A large glowing forge dominated one end of the space, and she could feel its sweltering heat from across the room.
Stumbling onto all four hooves, she tried to flap her wings for balance. They didn't respond. In fact, she couldn't even feel them at all.
She attempted a minor diagnostic spell, only to have the magic slip quietly out of her reach, almost like it had once when her horn had been... snapped off.
She quickly pressed a hoof to her forehead, feeling for the telltale jagged stump that she expected.
There was only a smooth expanse of fur and skin.
Something was terribly wrong. Alicorn horns could heal, but this was obviously something else entirely.
With a sense of muted horror, she craned her neck around to look at her flank.
A blacksmith's hammer, the spitting image of the one that she woke up with, stood bare and stark on her flank like a brand of damnation, without even a wing obscuring its mocking countenance.
A familiar voice sounded in the hallway. Even in her shocked state, Luna knew exactly who it was. It was that thing that wore her face, her body like nothing more than a fleshy mask. Nightmare Moon had returned.
Shoving away her terror in some deep recess, Luna strode to the doorway and pushed it open. She had a duty to perform, even if she had somehow been twisted by magics most foul.
It was worse than she had expected. Nightmare Moon had split herself into dozens of copies. Somehow, they had not noticed her foalish move, and she backed into the workshop again, closing the door quietly behind her.
Luna did what she should have done in the first place, reaching out with her spirit into the aether, and crying out to her sister.
There was no answer.
Mercilessly, she grabbed on to the primary solar ley line, and traced it end to end.
Nothing.
Celestia was gone.
A strangled sob escaped her throat, but she cut it short. She was a—the princess of Equestria, and she had a duty to her ponies.
Having created the all the little ponies with the help of her sister, she had a bond with each and every one of them. It wasn't something that could be affected by mere flesh and blood, or even the demonic energies of the beast that lurked about outside the blacksmith's workshop.
As she had tried with Celestia, she reached out, trying to find anypony other than the monster. Further and further she reached, encompassing the entire world with her spiritual search.
There was nothing.
Nopony was left.
“All my little ponies, dead and gone. My Sister, taken from me! Nightmare Moon, you will PAY in BLOOD!” Luna screamed in rage, picking up the blacksmith's hammer that she had awoken with.
She kicked open the door, and surprised the first Nightmare clone she came across, crushing its skull with a mighty blow.
Clone after clone fell to her righteous fury, but Luna was still encased in the body of a mortal earth pony. More and more of the monsters came, and she found herself struggling, despite the fact that in the confusion some of the Nightmares seemed to have turned on each other.
She had lost count of how many she had slaughtered, but they still kept coming. She was covered in wounds, and bleeding out.
She was going to die.
Luna was going to die, and Nightmare Moon would be left to rule a stolen realm.
She shook her head, being given a brief respite as a nearby clone went mad and attacked its fellows.
No. Luna was going to die, and so was Nightmare Moon.
With a peace she hadn't felt for millennia, she reached once more into the aether, and gave an almighty pull. Two crescent moons flickered briefly into existence, obscuring the bloody hammers on her flanks.
Having dispatched the aberrant clone, the monsters closed in on Luna. She simply smiled sadly at them.
A spear ran through her chest and an axe lodged in her side.
“I'm sor-ry Celly,” she gasped. “I love you.”
The moon crashed into the plane, followed shortly by the sun.
The Endless Fields, world, crumbled to its end.
AN: For any non DF players out there, this part of the story is a reference to a failed fey mood(a dwarf driven by unknown forces to create an artifact-if they fail, Bad Things happen), which can cause a dwarf to go berserk. The Moons fighting each other represents a tantrum spiral, which is when enough goes wrong in the fortress that dwarves start snapping and killing other dwarves, resulting in more of them snapping, and so on and so forth. As for the story, don't worry, it's not over yet! 2nd chapter in progress. (Also, if the question comes up, I am nnn.)
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I See the Moon
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The Age of Emptiness is coming. It is coming, and only She stands a chance of stopping it. DF Xover
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<p>A story of hope and despair. In a vast number of planes, there is only Armok, God of Blood. The Age of Emptiness is coming. It is coming, and only She stands a chance of stopping it.</p><p>A Dwarf Fortress crossover fic.</p>
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AN: Don't own MLP or Dwarf Fortress.
Chapter 2: Something is Wrong Here
Luna woke up screaming.
It was that damned dream again.
Not only was it unsettling, it was embarrassing—the Dreaming was part of her realm for crying out loud!
Still, it was oddly quiet.
Luna reached out with her senses. Ah, there they were; first the guards at her door, some servants scurrying around doing early morning chores. The silencing spell had done its job and kept her from disturbing them—oh, that was why it was so quiet. All her little ponies were fine. She could now even feel her sister stirring in the room down the hallway. She smiled as she imagined her sister kicking her blankets around like a filly, which she always did. She had probably kicked them clear off the bed again, which would explain her muddled and grumpy aura.
She stretched her lanky body out languidly. It was time to go visit Celly.
The guards at her door, Star Shine and Spark Sword, smiled at her before saluting. They weren't the most disciplined of the royal guard, but that was precisely why she had chosen them for her personal guard. It was nice to have ponies that didn't stand on formality all the time around her. She returned the salute and smile, and trotted quickly to the end of the hallway to visit her sister.
The guards at Celestia's door didn't so much as blink at first, but as she got within a wingspread of them they snapped off picture perfect salutes, and Luna paused to inspect them. They stood stock still, and she was struck by a sudden immature urge to make faces at them. She gave them a smile, and finally returned the salute, freeing them to return to their original position. Their pride at passing her cursory inspection was almost palpable. Her little ponies were so cute when they were being serious!
And speaking of cute... Luna opened the door to find her sister just like she had expected, blankets thrown askew on the floor, with her rear legs twitching like a sleeping puppy. She grabbed the blankets and placed them atop her sister. She stopped to survey her hoofwork, and was pleased by everything she saw except for one thing. Her sister's formerly serene features had begun to twist in fear and anxiety.
Well, even if she was having issues controlling her own dreams at the moment, she could at least help her sister. it was foals play for her to reach out into the Dreaming and calm the roiling currents that her sister was caught up in.
Or at least it should have been.
Her efforts seemed to do nothing but enrage the roiling ethereal sea, and Celestia began to thrash about on the bed.
It was almost as if—
Celestia shot up out of the bed, eyes wide and horn glowing.
With a single blast, Luna was blown off her feet and through the doors. Celestia's guards went flying and landed crumpled against either side of the hallway.
Celestia approached, Sunfire blazing in her eyes, mane billowing out behind her, and her horn glowing brighter than ever before.
“You won't take her from me forever, bitch! You will burn when I'm through with you! When all is through, I will cast you into the Abyss myself. You will burn. You will BURN!” Celestia screamed, pressing Luna even harder into the wall and crushing the breath out of her.
Her mane lost all semblance of it's former prismaticism at this point. Flickering with heat and light, it became Sunfire, and random objects in the room began to shudder and incinerate.
At this point Star Shine and Spark Sword burst onto the scene, placing themselves squarely between the Princesses. At the sight of them, Celestia halted her advance, horror dawning in her eyes as she realized what she had done.
In an instant, she released her hold on the moon princess, took a couple of steps back, and vanished in a flash of light.
Luna fell to the ground, gasping for air. Star Shine and Spark Sword hovered around Luna, as if expecting a mad Celestia to pop out of thin air to attack the princess of the night.
As her lungs painfully reinflated, Luna watched her two personal guards buzzing worriedly around her, she started to laugh.
“This has not been my morning,” she giggled. The giggles grew in volume to full on laughter, and suddenly she was no longer laughing but sobbing, curling up on the floor and weeping.
Two pairs of wings and hooves encircled her. It was Star Shine and Spark Sword again. Two of her favorite little ponies. Her little ponies.
She shot to her feet, purging the despair. She was a Princess. She was the God-Empress of the Night. And she knew that their had been four guards on duty that day in the Royal Hallway. Sure enough, there were Celestia's guards, crumpled on the floor.
She turned to her guards.
“Go to the Medical wing. I will meet you there.”
A silver flash filled the hall, and Princess Luna and Celestia's two incapacitated guards disappeared.
~~~
Princess Luna paced back and forth on the balcony. Three minutes to sunrise.
She was coming. She had to be!
Two minutes to sunrise.
Celly always had liked surprises. She had just chosen a spectacularly inappropriate time for one.
One minute to sunrise.
After her sister rose the sun, she was going to ban cloud cake from the castle for the rest of the year.
Thirty seconds.
Forget year, she was going to ban cloud cake for the next century!
Fifteen seconds.
Come on, Celly. Please come.
Five, four, three, two, one.
It was still night. For the third time in a millennium, sunrise was late in Equestria.
A few early risers had begun to nervously mill about on the ground beneath the balcony, glancing between the clock, the balcony, and the moon that was still hanging on the edge of the horizon. A few started to look at Luna fearfully.
After about five minutes of this, Luna could take it no longer.
She leaped into the air wings curved in a near perfect circle, and grabbed the sun from its hiding place.
The sun was not pleased with this, and reams of Sunfire coursed down the link, setting Luna on fire. Bits of her coat burst into flames, the air filling with the smell of burning flesh and hair.
She finally subdued the sun, forcing it to travel its well worn path once more.
Falling more than gliding to the ground, she walked unsteadily to the peak of the balcony.
“My little ponies, my sister is feeling poorly. She is resting, and we will return to our normal roles soon.”
Luna knew that she should grab the solar ley line and force it to show where her sister was. But even now, with muscles and sinew charred by Sunfire, she couldn't bring herself to do it
It wasn't rational, it made no sense, but she was afraid.
And somewhere deep inside she knew that she was right to be.
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<p> Princess Luna is living back at home in the castle with Nightmare Moon defeated, but one night Luna is deep in thought and Nightmare Moon returns. Luna fights for control against her evil persona, but things may never be the same again.</p>
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Chapter 1
Princess Luna was in her room enjoying the peace and quiet of the night she brings forth every evening in Equestria. The night was still young; Luna had raised the moon not even ten minutes ago, and she could not seem to sleep. While laying in her large and extravigant bed, she started thinking about the events that led her to where she was now.
Over a thousand years ago Luna had grown jelous of her older sister Princess Celestia; the alicorn pony who brought out the sun in the mornings when Luna lowered the moon, because the ponys of Equestria thrived under the suns beams. While during the night Luna brought forth the citizens of the land slept. In her contemt for her sister, she became the terrible being known as Nightmare Moon and attempted to shroud the land in eternal night. Her sister Celestia reluctantly used the Elements of Harmony and banished Nightmare Moon in the moon for one thousand years.
Then one year ago a unicorn pony named Twilight Sparkle; studing under Princess Celestia, learned of the imminent return of the evil mare during the Summer Sun Festival. When Twilight tried to warn the Princess of the impending return of Nightmare Moon, she sent her to Ponyville to overlook the Festival preperations and make some friends.
On the dawn of the Festival, the Princess was nowhere to be found when it came time to raise the sun. Nightmare Moon had revieled herself to the shocked ponies of Ponyville and declared that the night would never end, but Twilight Sparkle was determined to stop the villian. Nightmare Moon learned of Twilight's plan to use the Elements of Harmony against her.
Twilight went in search of the legendary Elements, along with her newfound friends, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, Rarity, and Applejack. The six young ponies braved each obsticle set by Nightmare Moon with thier own skills. They reached the Elements and prepared to figure the petrified Elements, when they were about to be teleported away with Twilight along with them.
After a brief attemt to make the Elements work Nightmare destroyed them and her victory looked complete. There was one problem the Elements were really linked to each of the young ponies (Pinkie:Laughter, Rarity:Generosity, Rainbow:Loyalty, Apple:Honesty, Flutter:Kindness, and Twilight:Magic), using the power of the Elements they defeated Nightmare Moon. Princess Celestia was freed and so was Princess Luna, whom lay amongst peices of the armor that once was Nightmare Moon.
Now here Luna was laying in here room, glad for things to be returned to peace. There seemed to be a breeze that sent a chill down Luna's spine. She looked towards the windows to find that they were closed. The small princess shrugged and figured that she must have imagined it. She continued thinking about past events, including the most recent issue with the evil trickster Disc-
/Luuuuuuuunnnnnnaaaaaaaaaa......
Luna whipped her head around in search of who or what called her name. The voice was strangely familier, but she could not put her hoof on it.
/Luna... I have returned.... let me in...
The Princess froze in horror as she remembered who the voice belonged to... NIGHTMARE MOON!
"I-it c-can't be! Y-y-you were destroyed! By the Elements of Harmony!!" she gasped in disbelief.
/Oh, but it can be. Dear little Luna, you can never be rid of me... EVER. Now, let us take our rightful place as sole ruler of those worthless ponies in Equestria!
"No!! I won't let you harm anypony!!! You shall not have your way Nightmare Moon!" Luna exclaimed, her heart rate accellerating in dread. Nightmare Moon turned a deaf ear to the little alicorns preaching.
/But first, before we can start reclaiming our dictatorship.... we need to take care of those miserable little whelps who stopped us last time... Yes!
Luna's eyes widened in shock.
"W-what are you planning to do!?" She stutterd.
/Watch and find out... Now give me the body!!!
Princess Luna gasped as she felt a force within her seemed to be pushing its way out of her very being. She thrashed in her bed in pain as she tried to resist Nightmare's assault for dominance. As her thrashing went on her front hooves collided with a vase on the nearby nightstand, sending it crashing to the floor.
Out side there was a pair of Royal Guards standing out side Princess Luna's sleeping quarters. They were standing as stiff and unmoving as Discord's statue outside in the royal garden. The two guards were suddenly alarmed when a large crash came from the young princess' room. The duo reacted immidiately as per their training and burst into Luna's bedroom expecting a threat. Instead they found the princess thrashing in her bed and they froze in confusion. Luna suddenly collapsed on her bed and the two guards rush to her side.
"Princess Luna!" the bigger of the two exclaimed.
"Are you alright?" the smaller guard asked worried.
"I'm just fine."'
The guards sighed in relief.
"But i'm afraid there is something wrong with you..." Luna looked up with a twisted expression.
"E-excuse me m'lady?"
The door behind the two guards closed magically and a faint clicking of the lock could be heard.
Luna stood up and advanved on the guards, who backed up nevously from her. Then she sprang into action.
Luna's horn glowed with magic and the bigger guard was sent flying across the room and was pinned to the wall. The smaller guard gulped and dropped to his knees in terror. The princess smiled gleefully at the guard who was now whimpering in fear of the little alicorn.
"Y-you're not the Princess!"
"My, aren't you a smart little colt. Indeed I am not your pathetic little weakling of a princess... I am Nightmare Moon!"
The guards eyes widened in terror as he felt a warmth spread from his flanks. Nightmare moon laughed as she formed a blade if magic on her horn. She lowered the horn and cut into the colt's side, puncturing the guard's protective armor like butter. He screamed in pain as the evil mare pumped magic into the wound, coursing it through his body rupturing his organs slowly one by one, all the while using magic to keep him from blacking out. She then conjured a parasprite in his stomach letting it eat it's way out of the colt's body while he was awake the whole time. Blood was pouring out profusely from the cut Nightmare had made.
Satisfied she turned to the bigger guard and smiled listening to the smaller guards screams of pain, which was music to her ears
"You'll never get away with all this Nightmare Moon! Celestia will-"
"She'll do what!? Call her little Element holders to stop me!? HA!! I will already have taken care of those little mettlers myself!"
Nightmare Moon grinned as she advanced on the remaining guard. The guard started to cry and think of his wife and 5 year old little girl. Nightmare just relished his fear, sadness, and regret.
<To Be Continued>
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Departure from Canterlot
Nightmare Moon stood back and admire her work. The smaller guard had succumed to the sweet embrace of death five minues prior. Looking at his body Nightmare smirked, she could see many round creatures moving underneath the stallion's skin. She estimated there to be at least 16 parasprites in the body and counting.
Nightmare Moon took a moment and reveled in the scene before her. She breathed in the iron-y scent of the fresh blood in the room, but her hunger for revenge was far from being sated. Nightmare still wanted to feel the terror in the eyes if the foolish little fillies who dared to challenge the almight mare of doom and succeed.
Nightmare Moon turned to the door and made her way out of the castle with her mind set on reaching Ponyville and enacting her long desired vandetta. The mare made her way through the many halls that made up the castle, she was aware that she could just fly straight to the little town where the six objects of her vandetta resided, but she wanted to savor it and have some fun with anypony unfourtunate to cross her path. Nightmare Moon rounded a corner, only to come crashing into somepony.
"P-Princess Luna!! Are you alright!?"
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Prince Blueblood was leaving a local bar in Canterlot in a foul temperment. Blueblood was'nt exactly a happy drunk, and tonight was even worse for him. He had spent the evening and the early night downing the strongest beverage they had; called berry punch, named after the earth pony mare who invented the drink. Tonight his thoughts were filled with contemt at the pretty white mare named Rarity who had made a fool of him at the Grand Galloping Gala, completely ignoring the fact that he was the pony who been the jerkoff who had treated Rarity poorly to the point of pure rage. Instead he just cursed her with every name under the stars and then some.
The prince left after his tenth berry punch and wobbled his way back to the castle; hitting on every beautiful mare he saw, who only looked at him in disgust and avoided the intoxicated white stallion. Blueblood gradually made his way through the castle, stopping several times to vomit into a potted plant or out a window. He turned down a hallway and abruptly ran into somepony small, looking down he saw that it was none other than Princess Luna!
"P-Princess Luna!! Are you alright!?" he asked worriedly, his breath hitting her full force in the face, making her gag.
"Watch it you great lump of useless pony!" Luna barked angrily. The prince's eyed flew wide in shock at the Princess' reaction.
"What is wrong Luna!? I have never seen yo-" he was cut off ass Luna's horn glowed and he was sent sprawling into a large puddle outside. He sat up painfully, looked himself over, and let out a high pitched scream that was quicky cut off by the princess' magic.
"What's wrong? Is the big manly unicorn afraid to get a little dirty?" she sneered in contempt. "You are a pitifull little pony Blueblood. I will enjoy what is coming next."
"P-Princess Luna are you sure your alright!?"
"Fool!!! I am not you precious Princess Luna! No, I am your worst Nightmare... Mwahahahahahaha!!" Nightmare Moon laughed at her little pun.
She proceeded to bring the filthy prince into an empty storage closet; other that a few buckets and a grimy table that wobbled due to a short leg, and sealed the room with magic to be sound proof. Nightmare set Blueblood on the stained dusty table, much to his discomfort. She then proceeded to magically restrain the stallion so he could not escape her cluctches.
"Why are you doing this Luna!?" Blueblood whined.
Nightmare Moon slapped the white pony with her right hoof, "I told you that I'm not Luna, you brainless pansy! I am Nightmare Moon, and I have some fun in store for you! Don't you worry though… because even when your filthier than you are now, it will not last long."
Blueblood's eyes widened as what she said finally registered, "Oh Celestia please do-"
"Don't what!? Hurt you?? Well too bad, this will end in only one way for you. Now enough chit-chat, let us get down. To business." Nightmare smiled.
She focused her magic on something outside the closet and levitated it through the cracks in the closet floor. Nighmare had brought forth liquified waste from the underground septic tank and filled two buckets full of the vile concoction and looked at Blueblood with a twisted smile.
"Open wide big boy." She chuckled as he locked up his mouth in disgust.
Nightmare used her magic and forced the male pony's mouth open and forced the first bucket down his throat. Blueblood gagged immediately and started to vomit; but Nightmare quickly sealed his mouth shut, so he had no choice but to shallow the vomit too. The prince started to cry as the foul mixture of pony waste, vomit, and alcohol lingered on his tounge.
Now she used her magic to extend her horn to the length it was when she was a full sized alicorn and not puny little Luna. With her horn she slowly brought it ripping through Blueblood's flank several times leaving deep gashes. Nightmare Moon let the wounds bleed out for a moment and then using her magic, she brought forth the second bucket of filth and forced the waste into the wounds.
Blueblood let out a muffled scream as his flank started to flare up in a deep horrific pain. His whole body felt as if it was on fire as the liquified excrement flowed through his veins mixing with his blood. The mixture of blood and waste spread quickly into his heart, which proceeded to pump this unholy liquid throughout his organs and every fiber of his being.
Blueblood passed out from pain as Nightmare Moon magically sealed the wounds so the fecees, urine and blood could not exit his body. She looked at the unconsious stallion and used an adreniline spell to keep him awake until his heart would give out. Nightmare left the white prince to thrash in excrutiating pain, for she still had bigger fish to fry.
Nightmare left the castle and Canterlot, walking in the general direction of Ponyville. The whole time she grinned as she wondered which pony she would get to have fun with next.
>To Be Continued<
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Hey guys, I know I took my sweet time on this, but I have other things to do, so as apology I am going to try and get chapters 4 AND 5 out this weekend. Also can everypony please leave comments and rate this. I would love it if I could get more feed back from my fellow bronies. I have worked very hard on this, and not getting very much feed back is making my kind of sad. So please, please, PLEASE, start giving me more feedback. Thank you for reading and enjoy the show!
Show Stopper
Soarin was walking back to Canterlot on this fine night, choosing not to fly because he had been drinking at the party that he had just left from. The Wonderbolts had preformed earlier that day here in ponyville and thier biggest fan and once saviuor; Rainbow Dash, had invited them to a party. Soarin was the only member who decided to go; mainly because he heard that there would be apple pie made by the same earth pony from the Gala, and now he was heading home to his nice comfy bed.
Soarin felt temped to fly even though he was drunk; because his front hooves were kinda sore from partying, but he did not want to get anoter FUI (flying under the influence). He suddenly stopped and vomited in a bush and groaned. Soarin turned and saw a flash and then a silouette of a pegasus pony flying away. He was momentarily blinded as he groaned yet again, as he realized it was a pony from the paparazzi.
Freakin' paparazzi.... can't they every leave anypony alone? Soarin thought to himself.
Soarin groggily continued his journey back home so he could sleep. He stopped a few times for random ponies who walked by and asked for an autograph, and to vomit a few times. Finally he saw Canterlot come into view and he felt renewed vigor and started to pick up his pace at the thought of his bed. Then he noticed a figure coming from Canterlot towards him and he sighed as he realized he will have to sign yet another autograph, but then he gasped as he finally saw who it was.
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Nightmare Moon was lost in thought, thinking about how she would torture the fools who dare defy her, when she noticed a pony in the distance who was shakily heading in her direction. She grinned as the pony came into the light of the moon and she recognized the outfit of her new target.
She saw the pony defer of his path for a moment to empty what little of his contents his stomach contained. Nightmare Moon smirked at the pegasus pony who was obviously very ineibrated. She recalled him as a member of the popular preforming team the Wonderbolts. Whom the rainbow pegasus; she would soon go after, adored most in this world. Other than her friends who wield the Elements of Harmony.
Nightmare approached the preformer pegasus who she knew would trust her slightly, due to looking like one of his Princesses.
"Why hello loyal subject.... I'm sorry, but I am at a loss for your name...." She looked down feining guilt.
"Sssshhhoarin M'Lady, at your *hic* sssshhhervice..." Soarin slurred
"Soarin, is it? would mind helping me find my way to the closest abandoned house? I need to stay somewhere secluded, for I am on a secret royal mission in Ponyville and I require some rest."
"Sssshhhhure! *hic* No Prrrroblem your Highnessssshhh."
Soarin wobbled a little ways into town and lead a old worn out house that looked like it should be demolished, that or a axe murder could be lurking in there. The windows were destroyed and boarded up, the front door was also boarded up. NIghtmare smiled, This is the perfect place! She looked at Soarin and she felt a laugh build up, but she held it back so as to not scare her prey away.
"Um, could you please remove the boards blocking the forward entrance?" She asked sweetly.
"Ssshhhure! Let me *hic* let that real quick." Soarin zigzagged sloppily up to the entrance and slowly removed each board. As he removed the last board Nightmare picked up one of the discarded ones and bashed him on the back of the head so hard it snapped in half. A trickle of blood seeped down the back of the pegasi's head and the twisted mare of doom licked it up, relishing the saltiness of the maroon liquid.
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Soarin woked up and groaned as he felt the back of his head throb and he reached back, feeling a large knot. He looked around to figure out what in Celestia's name was going on. Suddently he realized that he was inside the abandoned building! Soarin started to get up, when a sudden jolt of fire-like pain coursed from his wings made his drop with a gasp of agony.
Suddenly a light turned on blinding the preformer for a moment, and when he opened his eyes he saw Princess Luna standing in the entrance to the room.
"Princess! W-what is going on!?" Soarin gasped.
"Just your final performance im afraid dear Soarin." Nightmare laughed.
The blue pegasus pony look back at his wings and saw that they each were pinned down by six nails. Soarin yelled in panic and tried to free his wing to no advail, only causing him tremendous pain. He sobbed as his wings felt like they were on fire.
"B-b-but why!? Princess Lun-AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Soarin sreamed as one of his rear hooves was suddenly pinned to the ground with several nails.
"DON'T CALL ME THAT WEAK EXCUSE OF A PONY!!!" Nightmare Moon yelled in rage at the pony. Her horn shined as an idea came to her mind, she zapped Soarin's mind. "I hear you like pies.... so why don't you enjoy the ones if front of you!?"
Soarin looked at his hooves and started drooling. Nightmare has put an illusion on the pony, making him think his own front hooves were made of apple pies.
"Tell you what little Soarin, eat all those pies I have presented you wtih and you can have your freedom."
"Really!? Thats all I have to do? Is eat some pies!?" Soarin looked down and ripped a chunk of flesh off from his left front hoof and immediately screamed in agony, but he still gulped down the piece of his own leg. "Why does it hurt!!!"
"Don't worry dear Soarin, the pain will dissappear completely once you finish those pies." She talked as if talking to an infant smiling cruely at the predicament of the pony laying in front of her.
Soain nodded and bit off another piece of his left leg convulsing as pain coursed through his body like wild fire. Tears were streaming down his cheeks as he continued to slowly consume his left leg, until all that was left was his bones.
"C-can I stop? PLEASE!" Soarin begged as h was on the verge of collapsing.
"No, a deal is a deal. Now hurry up and finish what you got like a big boy."
Soarin sobbed and ripped a large strip of flesh off his right leg and immediately dropped it as his body convulsed from the shock. He flopped around in the pool of blood that he was laying in covering himself in the crimson liquid. When the convulsions stopped he weakly grabbed the strip of flesh he dropped and painfully swallowed it. Soarin was slowly blacking out, but still he continued determined to get out of this mess. Soarin bit into his leg, but passed out only partially cutting through the chunk.
Nightmare Moon laughed and started to leave, but then looked back at the unconcious pony. She walked back bent down and nipped of the rest of the piece of leg. She chewed thoughtfully and then swallowed.
"Not bad. Could use a little hot sauce."
>To Be Continued<
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Okay, sorry for the long wait between chapter every pony! I have been busy with other thing and have not had time, but I just now made time and whipped it out (inb4 dirty joke). I promise to get chapter 5 and 6 done by Sunday to make amends. Please enjoy the latest tale in this tale I have spun and also make sure to comment/message and give me a good rating! Brohoof! For the Lunar Republic! Rarity is STILL the best pony!
Enchanted Brew
Princess Celestia was sitting in her room looking over the many scrolls containing the lessons on friendship her ever faithful student Twilight Sparkle had sent her. She sighed as she could see Twilights ever growing friendship with her five companions who each possesed an Element of Harmony. Ever loyal Rainbow Dash, honest Applejack, Rarity always giving to those in need, kind gentle Fluttershy, and joyous Pinkie Pie. Her student was very fortunate to have her great friends.
This got the princess thinking about how she now lacks any kind of meaningful relationship with her dear little sister Luna.
It seems like all I have ever done was punish her or ignore her.
Celestia looked out the window at the moon haning in the the night sky. She was lost in thought for a couple minutes, but then turned away from the window with her mind set on a decision. The Princess trotted across her room and to the closed door. Celestia opened the door suprising the two guards outside.
"Princess! Is something wrong?" The older guard asked.
Celestia shook her head, "No, I just wish to go vist my dear younger sister."
The guards simply nodded thier heads and followed Celestia to Luna's room. Five minutes later they approached the doors to Princess Luna's room.
"Hey where are the guards?" The elder guard spectulated.
"Maybe in the bathroom?" The younger guard asked, he had joined only a month ago.
"At the same time? I don't think so." he replied.
The older guard aproached the door to Luna's room and hesitated before pushing open the door. He peered in and gasped in shock at the sight inside Luna's room. Celestia rushed forward into the room, only to skid to a halt and stare at the bodies of the two afore montioned guards.
The guard walked over to the mostly skeletonized body which held a picture and moaned. "Oh no!!! It's Tarm! This is horrible, whatever are we going to tell his family!?"
Celestia looked around frantically for Luna calling for her. "Luna!? Where are you! It's safe come on out!" She flipped over her sister's bed, looked in the closet, and even looked out her window. "LUNA!!!"
The young guard walked in and vomited at the sight of the dead guards.
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Nightmare Moon was walking along the outskirts of the Everfree Forest towards Ponyville plotting on how she would enact her revenge on Twilight and her friends. Suddenly she dropped to the ground convulsing and writhing on the ground. Nightmare was thrashing for several minutes before she stood back up and looked at her hooves in horror. She turned and ran into the forest tears streaming down her face.
She ran blindly through the trees; cutting herself on thorns and tree branches thats she ran through, until she came to strange house made out of a tree. Princess Luna walked up slowly and pushed open the door, finding it to be empty. She walked in and laid down on the floor weeping at what she had done on her way here. Then there was a noise at the door and she looked up.
"Princess Luna! Whatever are you doing here in my home?" Zecora questioned as she trotted into her house.
"Oh! I have done something horrible! I k-" Luna was cut off as she started to convulse again. Zecora rushed to her side and tried to hold her still, so she would not hurt herself. Luna was flailing wildly her hooves hitting various bottles of stange liquid; breaking them, untill the zebra trying to restrain her held her semi in place. Luna's thrashing died down and Zecora stepped f her warily, incase she were to have another attack.
"Princess is everything alright with you!? Do you need me to help?" Zecora offered.
"Oh everything is just fine, but there IS one thing you can help me with..." The blue alicorn said.
"How so?" The zebra replied.
The Princess looked up, "By going to sleep!" Nightmare Moon cast a spell to knock the zebra out cold. Nightmare Moon stoops up and laughed as she went over to the sleeping Zecora.
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Zecora waked up and looked around to find that things felt very hot for some reason. In fact a little too hot. She tried to stand up, but was unable to due to the fact that she was tied up as if Applejack had caught a pig. Zecora realized that she was in her big cauldron, that she used to mix together her brews. She was being made into a stew!
"Princess!? Are you still here!? This is not a very good joke." The paniced zebra called out.
"Nightmare Moon stepped out of the shadows and smiled, "Of course it's not, I am making you my next meal. I am curious to see how zebra tastes."
"Why!? How could you do this!?" Zecora asked fearfully.
"Why, easily dear Zecora. If I didn't make an example of anypony, how would I ensure that ponies would accept my absolute rule when I take the throne from that pathetic Celestia?"
Zecora felt like she was on the verge of colapse, the pain of being boiled alive was unbearable. She could feel her flesh being seared of her muscles and she let out a scream. She locked eyes with Nightmare Moon and sneered in contempt.
"You'll never win Nightmare, not as long as the Elements of Harmony are around to stop you. Your villainy will ne-" Zecora did not finish as she blacked out and sank into the boiling water.
"Oh, I plan on handling those blasted Elements in due time..." Nightmare said to herself.
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Meanwhile back at the castle, Celestia was distraught at the disappearence of her little sister. She had every guard searching the whole castle, but she feared the worst. A pair of guards burst into the throne room and Celestia looked up hopefully. The guards ran up to her with a terrified expression.
"Well!? Did you find her!?" Celestia demanded.
The first guard shook his head, "No Princess, we have yet to find her. Although we did find somepony else."
"Who!?" Celestia asked fearfully.
"Prince Blueblood."
<To Be Continued>
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Just a small fanfic to explain the connection between my two characters. (Based on Persona 4)
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<p>This story acts as an opening into the minds of my two characters. Crimson Breeze is a lovable unicorn from Canterlot that was ponynapped when he was seven years old. Since then, he had escaped and has been living on his own. Thirteen years later, Crimson has a much stronger will. However, even ponies with strong wills have secrets to hide. Bleeding Heart, Crimson's Shadow was born from these secrets. This story will show you how they met and then what happened after their meeting took place.</p>
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Crimson Breeze always had something in his life that held him back. For most of it, it was a small group of ponies chasing him endlessly in pursuit of money. Crimson may not have had any himself, but his parents did. After all, his father was a business tycoon from Canterlot, which made his family a big target for thieves. Crimson never blamed his father for what happened. He may now have to live on his own, but he always was one to look on the bright side. He enjoys the life he has now, especially since those kidnappers have finally stopped chasing him.
After being released from the things that chained him down, Crimson finally thought he could enjoy life to the fullest without anything trying to interfere. Little did he know that something was there to get in his way, and it was something Crimson never expected.
It was just another evening to him. Crimson closed up his store and walked the small distance home. Although it was only five minutes or so, he found that it was just enough time to reflect on things that seemed to lodge themselves in his mind. Lately he had been concerned about finding who he really was. There were a lot of things Crimson felt he didn't know about himself. He wasn't sure of what they were, but that uncertainty seemed to get to him sometimes. Its why he now spends his evenings trying to find out.
His small time for reflection had come to an end as he approached his front door. His horn began to glow and a key emerged from his bag, which then slid into the keyhole and unlocked the door. Crimson walked inside, pushing the door closed with his back hoof. He then propped his bag up on the hook next to the door and headed upstairs to his study. Crimson walked through the doorway, lit a few candles and sat down by the window. "Just how I like it" he thought to himself. He stared out the window and watched the evening sky turned dark as the sun slowly vanished on the horizon. "Sometimes the simplest things can be the most enjoyable." He said as the sun finally vanished from view, making way for the moon to fill up the night sky.
He turned his head away from the window and pulled out a thin black book from the small bookshelf next to him. He placed the book down on the table and stared at the cover for a brief moment. It was engraved with his name and his family's crest. "This book contains my deepest thoughts. I feel that the more I add to it, the more I shall soon discover who I really am." He opened the book and scanned through the pages. They seemed to go on forever, dating back to when he was just a young colt, storing all of his memories, deepest thoughts and emotions. "I guess its time to add to the book again" he said as his favourite quill floated over to him. It was worn and tattered, but still very precious to him. Crimson dipped the quill into the ink, turned to a blank page, and began to write.
"My life's rhythm is now more stable than ever. I'm happy on my own. The time I spent with my parents was so troublesome. I love them, but they were forcing me into a life I did not want to live. I'm not cut out for the ritzy life. I guess you could say those kidnappers helped me escape, but I digress. Now that I'm living by myself, I'm actually happy. The ties I have to society are better off severed. I don't need anyone. Not anymore. Friendship isn't something I need in my life now. Hopefully those around me will begin to realise that. If not, I may just have to show them."
"There, that's another page filled. The things I write seem so dark now. Still, better in the book than out in the open." Crimson closed the book and placed it back on the bookshelf. He placed his quill back in the ink and carefully set it down on the shelf. "I'm glad that writing in that book seems to help me. When I write in it, all the pain I feel just seems to slip away" he thought to himself as he blew out the candles and walked out of the study, closing the door behind him. He wandered to his bedroom as it was starting to get late. He climbed into bed and drifted off to sleep, the light of the moon shining down on him through his window.
As Crimson slept that night, unbeknownst to him, someone else was in his home. Inside the study, someone was sitting there, reading Crimson's precious journal. "Heh. You thought you could hide this from me?" They picked up the journal and walked to Crimson's bedroom. The intruder stood there in front of Crimson's bed as he slept there, unaware that someone else was in his room. "I can't wait to show your friends what you're really like. Its unbecoming of somepony like you to hide things from your friends, or whatever you see them as. Enjoy your calm life while you can. Its about to get much worse." They dropped the book on his bed and walked out of the bedroom.
When Crimson awoke the next day, he saw the book laying next to his pillow. "How did this get here? I remember putting it back last night." He scanned the pages, revealling that nothing had been done to it. "Well at least the book is ok. I sure hope nopony read this thing. My life would be ruined if anypony found out about it." Crimson got out of bed, placed the book back in his study and prepared for another day at his store. The whole time he was working, the only thing he could think about was his journal. Did someone read it? Would they tell anyone? Those thoughts kept eating at him. He decided that tonight, he would start taking better precautions. He didn't want more chaos in his life. Especially chaos of this magnitude.
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Bleeding Heart
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1291
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Crossover,Dark
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The Blood Red Shadow
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Just a small fanfic to explain the connection between my two characters. (Based on Persona 4)
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incomplete
| 1 | 2 |
<p>This story acts as an opening into the minds of my two characters. Crimson Breeze is a lovable unicorn from Canterlot that was ponynapped when he was seven years old. Since then, he had escaped and has been living on his own. Thirteen years later, Crimson has a much stronger will. However, even ponies with strong wills have secrets to hide. Bleeding Heart, Crimson's Shadow was born from these secrets. This story will show you how they met and then what happened after their meeting took place.</p>
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teen
| null |
2011-10-08T10:17:33+00:00
| 398 |
The day slowly went by, Crimson constantly thinking about what could happen if the contents of his journal were laid bare for all to see. "I can't stand this any longer. I need to go home and get these bad thoughts out of my mind." There were still two customers in his store, but Crimson didn't want to stay there any longer.
"Sorry, but I'm about to close up shop. I need to attend to some important business." he said to the pair of ponies looking at him curiously. "You don't normally close up early. Is something the matter?" one of the ponies asked while walking up to him. "Its... not something I really want to discuss. I realise this is inconvenient, but I must insist that you leave." Crimson said bluntly, trying not to be offensive to them. "Well alright. I hope you can deal with whatever it is that's bothering you." the other pony said as they both headed out the door. Crimson watched as they both walked away, and he could see the looks of concern on their faces.
"Why do they even care?" he wondered as he locked up the storage room door. "Its not like I'm close to them. I just don't get it." Crimson walked out of the store and locked up the doors, putting the keys in his bag. He started walking home much faster than usual, and this time he didn't use the time to reflect. He could only think about the journal and the secrets that lie within it. As he came to his front door, he quickly unlocked it and ran inside, slamming the door behind him. His worries were now causing him to act in a more reckless manner. He left his bag lying on the floor and dashed up to his study.
He opened the door to find his journal lying on the table. "What? How did it get on the table?! I specifically remember putting it back on the bookshelf where it always goes." He ran downstairs and checked his front door. There were no signs of the lock being broken or even tampered with. Considering Crimson had the only keys, this began to worry him more. "How could anypony get in here? All the windows were locked." He checked all the downstairs windows. All of them were bolted shut just as he left them. He ran upstairs to check the ones on the second floor. Those too were all untouched. "So somepony got in here without using the door or the windows. How is this even possible?!"
He walked up to the table cautiously and stared at the journal. It was open to a new page. Only two words were written on it; "Hello Crimson."
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Bleeding Heart
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1291
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Crossover,Dark
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The Blood Red Shadow
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Just a small fanfic to explain the connection between my two characters. (Based on Persona 4)
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incomplete
| 1 | 2 |
<p>This story acts as an opening into the minds of my two characters. Crimson Breeze is a lovable unicorn from Canterlot that was ponynapped when he was seven years old. Since then, he had escaped and has been living on his own. Thirteen years later, Crimson has a much stronger will. However, even ponies with strong wills have secrets to hide. Bleeding Heart, Crimson's Shadow was born from these secrets. This story will show you how they met and then what happened after their meeting took place.</p>
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teen
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2011-10-08T10:18:36+00:00
| 373 |
Crimson jumped back as he saw that someone else had seen and written in his journal. The curious thing was that the handwriting was identical to his own. "How could somepony manage to find my journal. The doors and window weren't touched. There are no signs of the house being ransacked. This is insane. The only one who could have gotten in so easily and found the journal without any problems, is me."
He brooded over these thoughts as he picked up the journal and kept it with him as he cautiously walked downstairs. Crimson searched every inch of the house, looking for anyone else who may be inside. There was nobody else in sight. "I know. My vision spell. That will definately show me if anypony is in here or not." His horn began to glow as Crimson's pupils began to fade, his eyes turning pure white. He could now see perfectly. Any object he now looked at became transparent and any living creature gave off a wave of energy. Crimson searched the house from top to bottom, but he saw nothing. His vision returned to normal as he entered the study once more.
After placing the book down on the table, Crimson began to pace across the floor of his study. "I don't understand. This can't be real. Somepony came in here without using the door or windows, found my journal and then vanished without a trace. How is that even possible? I know some unicorns can teleport, but that doesn't explain how they managed to find the journal without turning the house upside down. Its like they knew exactly where it was. More importantly, who would even want to do something like this?!"
His thoughts started to become too much for Crimson to handle. He sat down on the floor in the middle of his study, just holding his head in his hooves. "Why did I even write my secrets in there? I should have known they wouldn't be kept hidden forever. I just hope that whoever has seen my journal doesn't tell anypony about what they read. If they all see my inner demons, I could lose the life I've worked so hard to get."
Crimson looked up and saw that it was already getting late. He picked up his journal and walked to his bedroom, making sure to close all his doors and windows first. "If they think they can get to this journal again, they are wrong." He opened his bedside table and placed the journal underneath a small pile of various objects to ensure it was hidden from view. Crimson laid his head down on his pillow, facing the bedside table and slowly fell asleep.
As the night went by, someone had appeared in Crimson's home once again. They walked up to his room, completely passing by the study and stood there as Crimson slept. "Did you think that you could really hide the truth that easily Crimson? I told you that I would show everypony how much you have been lying to them. Keeping secrets like this is such a horrible thing to do. Don't worry. I'll help you." The mysterious pony cackled as they silently opened the bedside table drawer. "Hiding the truth under a pile of useless garbage? What a waste of that brain of yours." they said as they grabbed the journal, opened it to another blank page and wrote another little message in there. "This should keep you on edge, for now." The pony placed the journal back in the drawer, making it look like it had not been moved at all. They then turned around and walked out of the bedroom, then leaving without a trace.
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Bleeding Heart
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1291
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Crossover,Dark
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The Blood Red Shadow
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Just a small fanfic to explain the connection between my two characters. (Based on Persona 4)
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incomplete
| 1 | 2 |
<p>This story acts as an opening into the minds of my two characters. Crimson Breeze is a lovable unicorn from Canterlot that was ponynapped when he was seven years old. Since then, he had escaped and has been living on his own. Thirteen years later, Crimson has a much stronger will. However, even ponies with strong wills have secrets to hide. Bleeding Heart, Crimson's Shadow was born from these secrets. This story will show you how they met and then what happened after their meeting took place.</p>
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teen
| null |
2011-10-08T10:19:40+00:00
| 408 |
"Looks like it hasn't been opened. Better check and make sure." he said as he opened the drawer, seeing that the journal was still hidden from view. Crimson moved the things in the way and pulled the journal out of the drawer. Gazing at the black book that held all his pain, he opened it up and flicked through the pages, examining each one carefully. After passing the page with the words "Hello Crimson" on them, he found that there was another message to him. This one was a little longer and it scared him more than ever.
"Still confused Crimson? I'm sure that by now, you would have been able to see who is looking in your journal. I'll give you a hint. You already know who it is. You even said so yourself. I'll be sure to visit you again soon. Oh and be sure to lock your doors again tonight. I don't use them anyway."
Crimson sat there, frozen in fear. He dropped the book and it landed on the floor with a small thud. He held his head in his hooves again, trying to prevent himself from losing control. He went downstairs to try and get some breakfast, hoping it would calm him down. He barely managed to eat a thing. Crimson then went to his living room and just sat down on the sofa near the corner of the room. He placed the journal next to him and tried to gather his thoughts. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't escape the fact that someone had been able to know exactly what he was doing and also knew all of his deepest thoughts and feelings. He laid down on the sofa, holding the journal close to him.
"I don't know how much more of this I can take. I need to know who it is that is reading my journal. I don't care who. I don't care why. I just need to know. This is driving me insane. Perhaps I can figure this out. Surely there are enough clues now." He sat up again and looked at both pages with the messages written on them. "Alright. The handwriting is almost identical to mine. Although this could be coincidental, it is something to consider. Secondly, there was no forced entry into my home. The doors were not damaged and the windows had not even been touched. After all, I am the only one with the door keys and the windows cannot be locked from the outside. Had they entered through either, I would have noticed immediately. There is the possibility of a unicorn teleporting in, or using a similar method, however this does not explain everything. There were no signs of the house being ransacked on any level. Its as if they knew exactly where my journal was the whole time, even when I moved it to my bedside table drawer. With this in mind, only somepony who saw me last night would know. However, I looked through the whole house and found nopony here. Considering that once again, no signs of anypony entering or exiting this house have been found, this shows that there is absolutely nopony who could have done this. Well, nopony except one."
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Bleeding Heart
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1291
| 5 |
Crossover,Dark
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The Blood Red Shadow
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Just a small fanfic to explain the connection between my two characters. (Based on Persona 4)
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incomplete
| 1 | 2 |
<p>This story acts as an opening into the minds of my two characters. Crimson Breeze is a lovable unicorn from Canterlot that was ponynapped when he was seven years old. Since then, he had escaped and has been living on his own. Thirteen years later, Crimson has a much stronger will. However, even ponies with strong wills have secrets to hide. Bleeding Heart, Crimson's Shadow was born from these secrets. This story will show you how they met and then what happened after their meeting took place.</p>
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teen
| null |
2011-10-08T10:20:33+00:00
| 456 |
Crimson thought about it for another moment and realised that the only one who could have done all this, was himself. "Its the only logical conclusion. I don't know why I'm doing this though. Not like it matters. At least now I know that I have nothing to worry about." He picked up his journal and walked back to the study. "If there really is nopony else reading this, then I can keep writing. Besides, maybe this will help make me feel better." Crimson said to himself as he opened the book and wrote another entry with his tatty old quill.
"I don't know what is happening to me right now. Perhaps all the stress and worry is making me believe there is something to worry about. All I know is, I need to keep writing. Its the only thing keeping me calm now. If I don't pour my inner demons into this book, then who knows where they may end up. I can't let people know the truth. If they knew that I merely use them like tools, then my life would be ruined. I can't let that happen. I just hope that I don't go insane from all of this."
He closed the book after finishing his entry and put the quill back on the shelf. "Is it safe to put it back on the bookshelf?" he thought to himself for a moment. After thinking it was alright, he put it back in its usual place, assuming that it will be fine there, as long as his deductions were correct. Crimson then went downstairs and carried on with his day. He decided to keep the store closed today, which gave him more time to get his other jobs done. After dealing with his housework, he went out to get some shopping done.
While he was wandering around town, other ponies were all looking at him curiously. Crimson could hear them saying things like "Doesn't Crimson seem strange to you?" and "I sure hope he's okay. Apparently he is going through some trouble lately." He chose to ignore the idle gossip and continued with his shopping. He wandered by the local fruit stand and the vendor saw how distressed Crimson was. "You alright kid?" he asked while trying to look Crimson in the eye. Crimson looked away from him. "I'm fine. I just came down here for some more food." He started to put some food into his bag while the vendor just stood there, trying to figure out what was wrong. "Here. Keep the change." Crimson said quietly as he gave the other pony more than enough bits to pay for his food and silently walked off. "I hope that boy gets out from under those dark clouds soon."
Crimson finished up the last of his shopping while avoiding conversations with anyone around him. He came back home later to find a seemingly empty house. He put the food away, had a quick snack and walked up to his study again. He didn't know why, but he felt that there was something waiting for him there.
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Bleeding Heart
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1291
| 6 |
Crossover,Dark
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The Blood Red Shadow
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Just a small fanfic to explain the connection between my two characters. (Based on Persona 4)
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incomplete
| 1 | 2 |
<p>This story acts as an opening into the minds of my two characters. Crimson Breeze is a lovable unicorn from Canterlot that was ponynapped when he was seven years old. Since then, he had escaped and has been living on his own. Thirteen years later, Crimson has a much stronger will. However, even ponies with strong wills have secrets to hide. Bleeding Heart, Crimson's Shadow was born from these secrets. This story will show you how they met and then what happened after their meeting took place.</p>
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teen
| null |
2011-10-08T10:21:20+00:00
| 387 |
Crimson walked up to the door to the study and heard a noise inside. It sounded like cackling. He opened the door to see a red pony sitting by the window. Crimson was suprised to see that it looked just like him. The only differences were that his coat was darker and his cutie mark was a black feather instead of a phoenix feather. The other pony stood up and looked straight at Crimson.
"Hello Crimson." he said as he smirked. Crimson stared at this other pony, assuming that he was the one leaving messages in his journal. "You're the one aren't you? It was you reading my journal wasn't it?!" Crimson shouted, struggling to keep his composure. "Well of course it was me. After all, you did already come to that conclusion." "What are you talking about? I came to the conclusion that it was me doing it somehow. Wait, how did you even know about what I have been thinking? Who are you anyway?!" The other pony was standing there smiling, resisting the temptation to laugh. "Haven't you figured it out yet? Surely you must know who I am by now. The answer has been staring at you in the face for two days. Whatever happened to that brain of yours? Surely you didn't leave it behind when you got seperated from your parents." Crimson was getting angry at this point. This pony was taunting him, and he did not like it one bit. "How dare you?! How dare you bring up that incident!? Don't ever talk about my past! How do you even know about that?! I never told anyone here about what happened all those years ago!"
The other pony sat down before continuing his taunting. "You know Crimson, I thought you were actually okay with what happened thirteen years ago. After all, you never had a problem telling people about it on your travels. You were alright explaining it to those two ponies who took you in for a while. I know all about you Crimson. I've been watching you from the very beginning. I know about your childhood, the kidnapping, your parents, your life on the run and your new life here. Surely you can tell me who I am now. Come on Crimson. Show me that you can at least get this one right. I don't want to have to spoil the moment for you. Where's the fun in that?"
Crimson was completely enraged now, but at the same time, he felt hopeless. This other pony was sitting there, spilling the contents of his past that he kept a locked secret and he had no idea who or what this pony was. "I don't know. Who are you? Why are you doing this? Please, tell me that much at least. The mysterious pony stood up once more. "How about another hint instead? I wrote it down in your journal." He stood aside and revealed the open journal on the table. Crimson slowly walked over and glanced down at the page. There were three words written on the page in front of him.
"I am you."
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Bleeding Heart
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1291
| 7 |
Crossover,Dark
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The Blood Red Shadow
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Just a small fanfic to explain the connection between my two characters. (Based on Persona 4)
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incomplete
| 1 | 2 |
<p>This story acts as an opening into the minds of my two characters. Crimson Breeze is a lovable unicorn from Canterlot that was ponynapped when he was seven years old. Since then, he had escaped and has been living on his own. Thirteen years later, Crimson has a much stronger will. However, even ponies with strong wills have secrets to hide. Bleeding Heart, Crimson's Shadow was born from these secrets. This story will show you how they met and then what happened after their meeting took place.</p>
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teen
| null |
2011-10-08T10:22:06+00:00
| 409 |
"What in Equestria is that supposed to mean? How can you be me? I'm me." Crimson was completely confused now. He had no idea what this cryptic message was meant to mean.
"Isn't it obvious? I'm the real you. I'm the Crimson that you've been hiding away from the world. All of those things you write in that journal, are the words that gave me life." The other pony pointed straight at the journal with his horn, as if to tell Crimson to look at each page. Crimson responded by scanning through each one, taking in the memories of years and years ago. "Don't you see yet? I was born from that book. The dark secrets you wrote down all poured together and I was the result. I am the real you. Accept it Crimson. You haven't even got a choice now." Crimson slammed the journal closed and glared at this other pony, refusing to accept what he was saying. "There is no way I'm going to believe you! I know who I am. You're nothing but a fake. You're... not me!"
Those last three words felt like music to this mysterious pony's ears. "Heh. You still refuse to accept the truth. Its like you want to live in ignorance. In a world shrouded by fog. Well its not going to be possible now. I have been given life to lift the fog covering your lies. Face it Crimson. You're the fake here. I am the true Crimson Breeze! I am... Bleeding Heart!" The floor underneath Crimson and Bleeding Heart began to turn black, as did the walls around them. Crimson didn't know what was happening, but was unable to escape. He tried to move, but could not even take a single step. The door had vanished. The windows had disappeared. All that was left was darkness, and the blood red pony in front of him.
"Where are we?! Let me go!" Crimson shouted in frustration. "We're in my world now. It should be very familiar to you. You see it every single day." As Crimson was about to interject, the floor changed from black to white. He looked down to see words written all over the floor. After examining them for a brief moment, he realised that it looked like a page from his journal. "We're inside my journal?!" Bleeding Heart just chuckled for a moment before responding. "Please tell me you're not actually suprised. I did tell you that this book of yours gave me life." "Just let me out of here. This isn't where I belong."
"You can try to run if you really want. Its not like you can leave without my permission. I brought you here and only I can let you leave." Crimson was so angry, but knew that lashing out would only make it worse. This other pony was clearly too powerful anyway. "What are you anyway? Nopony I know is capable of magic like this."
Bleeding Heart smirked. "You really want to know? Fine. I'll tell you that much. I am a Shadow, the true self. I am the manifestation of all of your true feelings, so now I'm going to make sure everypony knows what kind of individual you really are."
Crimson started to back away slowly. "Nopony will believe you're me. As long as I'm around, I won't let you do that." Bleeding Heart started laughing maniacally. "What makes you think you're going to be around to stop me?" "What are you going to do, kill me so I can't stop you?" "No. I won't kill you. I need you alive. After all, you can find peace in death. If you're not alive, you cannot suffer if I show everypony the truth. Besides, I can always kill anypony who gets in my way. As for you, you're staying here. Excuse me while I go and reveal the truth. Farewell." Bleeding Heart continued his laughter as he faded away into the shadows, leaving Crimson trapped in the journal, his inner demons surrounding him. The horrible memories began to resurface in his mind, and he collapsed on the floor, screaming in agony. "Don't do this to me! Let me out! I can't take this anymore!"
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Bleeding Heart
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1291
| 8 |
Crossover,Dark
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The Blood Red Shadow
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Just a small fanfic to explain the connection between my two characters. (Based on Persona 4)
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incomplete
| 1 | 2 |
<p>This story acts as an opening into the minds of my two characters. Crimson Breeze is a lovable unicorn from Canterlot that was ponynapped when he was seven years old. Since then, he had escaped and has been living on his own. Thirteen years later, Crimson has a much stronger will. However, even ponies with strong wills have secrets to hide. Bleeding Heart, Crimson's Shadow was born from these secrets. This story will show you how they met and then what happened after their meeting took place.</p>
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teen
| null |
2011-10-08T10:23:13+00:00
| 419 |
After the pressure had become too much for Crimson, he passed out, still within the journal he had filled with his most painful memories. He needed to find somewhere safe. Somewhere he could escape from these nightmares. He already had to endure the kidnapping once. He didn't want to endure it again. His unconscious body was shivering, showing how scared Crimson really was. Hope was lost for Crimson now. He was convinced his life was truly over. All he wanted to do was let the shadows take him and put an end to his misery. While he was still unconscious, he heard a familiar voice.
"Come on Crimson. Wake up! Please, just wake up." He recognised it instantly, even in his current state. "Crimson, you're like a brother to me. Wake up and get out of this nightmare." It was the voice of a pony Crimson had become very close to over a short amount of time. "Don't you remember me? Its me, Zaber." Crimson's shivering began to stop. "We're not gonna let you suffer like this. We're your friends." He began to wonder who else was with him. He then heard another voice.
"Crimson? Why are you still sleeping? Its the middle of the afternoon. Seriously though, wake up." Crimson's eyes twitched a little, but didn't open. He recognised this voice too. He knew who she was, but it wasn't enough to awaken him. "Please Crimson, wake up. If you do, I'll show you my new drawings. I know how you always liked looking at them." He was fully aware of his surroundings now, but Crimson still couldn't move. "Aren't you gonna wake up for me? You do recognise me don't you? I'm Prism Smile, remember?" Crimson nodded very slightly. "Very good. Now open your eyes and get out of this nightmare."
Crimson struggled to do as Prism Smile said, but he gave it his all. Slowly but surely, he broke the boundaries of his subconscious mind and managed to regain full control of his body. Being driven by the voices of those two ponies, he managed to open his eyes. "Ugh. What happened?" He took a quick look around him and started to gather his thoughts. "Well if I'm still in this journal, I need to find a way out." He stood up and looked around for an exit. "Hmm, nothing here. No exits? I'll just make my own!" His horn began to glow and the darkness underneath him began to fade. A bright light soon enveloped him and when it cleared, Crimson was standing in his study, with the journal on the table. "Perfect. Now to find Bleeding Heart and stop him from ruining my life!" Crimson grabbed the journal, put it in his bag and ran out the door to go and find Bleeding Heart.
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Bleeding Heart
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1291
| 9 |
Crossover,Dark
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The Blood Red Shadow
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Just a small fanfic to explain the connection between my two characters. (Based on Persona 4)
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incomplete
| 1 | 2 |
<p>This story acts as an opening into the minds of my two characters. Crimson Breeze is a lovable unicorn from Canterlot that was ponynapped when he was seven years old. Since then, he had escaped and has been living on his own. Thirteen years later, Crimson has a much stronger will. However, even ponies with strong wills have secrets to hide. Bleeding Heart, Crimson's Shadow was born from these secrets. This story will show you how they met and then what happened after their meeting took place.</p>
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teen
| null |
2011-10-08T10:24:15+00:00
| 436 |
It wasn't long until Crimson found Bleeding Heart. After all, Crimson just had to think of places he normally went. He found him in the centre of town, talking to the two ponies that he kicked out of his shop a couple of days ago. He walked up slowly, to avoid drawing attention to himself. He thought it was best that Bleeding Heart didn't see him, until he was ready to make his next move. Crimson crouched behind a stack of hay bales and listened to what Bleeding Heart was saying to them.
"I suppose I owe you both an explanation as to why I closed up the shop early and kicked you both out. It is rather rude to do such things after all." Crimson's teeth clenched as the thought of Bleeding Heart posing as him echoed in his mind. "Well we were concerned about you. You seemed really distressed and we thought we could help." the older of the two ponies responded. The two mares looked at him curiously, wondering why he was doing this. "Well the truth is that I was so full of guilt..."
"Don't you even think about saying another word!" Crimson shouted as he jumped out from behind the bales. "What if I did? What could you possibly do to stop me? All I'm doing is telling these two ladies the truth you were hiding from them. Is that so wrong?" Crimson stared at Bleeding Heart, not moving a single inch. "This is none of your business. They do not need to know. I'm sorry you two, but the pony standing next to you is not who you think he is. He isn't me. I am." Bleeding Heart chuckled. "Are you still sticking to that lie? You know the truth already. I told you before. I'm you and you're me. We're one and the same!" he laughed as his horn began to glow. The journal in Crimson's bag floated out and landed in front of Bleeding Heart's face.
"What book is that? It looks pretty special." said the younger of the two mares as she gazed at its engraved cover. "This book my curious little pony, is a journal, and a special one at that. This book contains all of the things that Crimson has been hiding from you ever since he moved into this town. His past. His true feelings. Its all in here!" The older mare looked at Crimson with disappointment in her eyes. "Is this true Crimson? Have you been lying to us?" she said, looking down. "I thought you were my friend. Friends don't keep big secrets like that." Bleeding Heart was clearly enjoying the situation as the smirk on his face was clearly not going anywhere. "Its sad but true. He's been lying to you. Thats why I'm here. I'm here to show you all the truth. To reveal the secrets and hidden truths that Crimson has kept locked up all this time." His horn began to glow brighter and Crimson's hooves became shackled to the ground, stopping him from moving. Crimson tried using his own magic to release him, but he couldn't cast a single spell. "Oh those shackles absorb magical energy of those that they imprison. You're not going anywhere." Bleeding Heart said as he opened the journal and read out one of the entries.
"I don't know why I even bother with these ponies anymore. None of them know me yet they still act as though they do. Why do they see me as their friend. I don't know about them, nor do I care to find anything out. I don't need friends. These ponies are just background noise to me. All they're good for are passing time with light, meaningless conversation and giving me money so I can afford to live off my own back." Bleeding Heart closed the book as he walked up towards Crimson. "How could you do this?! They weren't meant to know!" Both of the mares were standing there in shock. "Is this how you really saw us? You never wanted to be friends? You know Crimson, we're not angry with you. We're just disappointed. Not because you don't care about making friends. Its because you tried putting on a fake personality." They turned around and began walking away. "Just don't speak to us again."
"Well Crimson. See what happens when you lie? You actually began to care about them didn't you? Well now look what happened. You ruined your friendship with them because you were dishonest. How does that feel Crimson? Does it sting? Does it burn? Tell me. I'm dying to hear your pathetic excuses." Bleeding Heart released Crimson's shackles and stood in front of him, looking into Crimson's eyes. "I want to know why." Bleeding Heart looked a little puzzled. "Why what? What explanation could you possibly need now?" Crimson stood strong, refusing to cower to his Shadow. "Why did you do all of this? You're nothing but an evil, heartless monster. What possible reason could you have for making me suffer like this?!"
Bleeding Heart just stood there for a moment, and then began to speak, knowing Crimson would not believe his words. Despite this, Bleeding Heart knew that if he didn't tell Crimson this now, his goal would never be fulfilled. "The fact that you assume I am evil suprises me. Just because I am a Shadow, shrouded in darkness, you think I am here to cause nothing but pain. Think for a moment Crimson. You may have suffered, but because I brought you into the journal and showed you what your lies can do to others around you, you have begun to open your eyes to the truth. That was my purpose. To make you see that the reality you hid away in a dense fog needed to be released. You endured the pain and because of that, you have grown one step closer to facing yourself. Now Crimson, one last task remains. To put the past behind you, you must accept the one painful truth. I am you. Once you accept this fact, your suffering shall end. So Crimson Breeze... is there something you wish to tell me?"
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Bleeding Heart
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1291
| 10 |
Crossover,Dark
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The Blood Red Shadow
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Just a small fanfic to explain the connection between my two characters. (Based on Persona 4)
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incomplete
| 1 | 2 |
<p>This story acts as an opening into the minds of my two characters. Crimson Breeze is a lovable unicorn from Canterlot that was ponynapped when he was seven years old. Since then, he had escaped and has been living on his own. Thirteen years later, Crimson has a much stronger will. However, even ponies with strong wills have secrets to hide. Bleeding Heart, Crimson's Shadow was born from these secrets. This story will show you how they met and then what happened after their meeting took place.</p>
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teen
| null |
2011-10-08T10:25:12+00:00
| 410 |
"So Crimson Breeze... is there something you wish to tell me?" After asking him this, Bleeding Heart stood ther silent, waiting for Crimson's response. If he accepts the final truth and faces himself, Crimson's suffering would end. If he doesn't, then the fog covering his reality will never lift and he will continue to pour his secrets into his journal. Were he to do this, Bleeding Heart would have no choice, but to repeat this chain of events, causing Crimson more suffering.
After a few moments, Crimson looked up at Bleeding Heart and began to speak. "You know something? I think I finally understand it all. You did this to ultimately help me. I suppose that teaching lessons the harsh way is sometimes the only way to get the student to learn. You showed me something. All of my secrets and lies became something that only caused me pain. You may be a Shadow, but the things you did were not completely evil. After looking at the events that took place over the past few days, and then hearing what you said just now, made me realise that I shouldn't be hiding my past or just throwing it away, nor should I toss my friends aside. They really cared about me. I know that now thanks to you."
"You're finally going to open your eyes aren't you?" Bleeding Heart said with a genuine smile.
"Yes. I am going to see the truth and embrace it. My precious journal became nothing but a tool to create you, another side of myself." Crimson looked down at the open journal laying on the ground, the pages stained black with the hidden truth. He closed the journal and looked at the emblem on the front. It reminded him of his childhood life in Canterlot and for the first time, he smiled at those memories. "Bleeding Heart, its true. You... are me."
At that moment, Bleeding Heart began to glow and started to fade. "Well done Crimson. Not only did you allow me to fulfill my purpose, but you faced yourself and conquered your Shadow." Crimson noticed he was fading while he walked towards Crimson, smiling. "What's happening to you? Why are you fading away?" He stopped right in front of Crimson and placed his ghostly hoof on Crimson's back. "This is what happens when somepony conquers their Shadow. You accepted the fact that you and I are one and the same. Now that you have, you and I will unite. After all, I am just an extension of you." Crimson smiled, realising that this was what Bleeding Heart wanted all along. "Oh and one more thing." Bleeding Heart was now almost completely gone. He looked like a cloud of pony-shaped smoke. "I'm proud to say that I am you."
At that moment, Bleeding Heart was no longer visible. He had truly vanished, but Crimson still felt a presence around him. Knowing that the words Bleeding Heart spoke were true, Crimson started walking home, knowing that from now on, he no longer had to live a lie. As he walked, the light from the sun shone down upon him, which filled Crimson with hope. That night, he went to bed after writing one last entry in his journal and leaving it open on his bedside table. While he slept, Bleeding Heart's spirit emerged from Crimson's body and noticed the journal sitting there. He looked over at the page it was open to and saw two words written down. After reading those words, he smiled and faded back into Crimson's body, knowing it was a message just for him.
"Thank you."
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Bleeding Heart
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1292
| 1 |
Adventure,Crossover,Dark
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Path to the Truth
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A sequel to The Blood Red Shadow. Contains elements from Persona 4.
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incomplete
| 2 | 3 |
<p>Those of you that have played Persona 4 will probably enjoy this more than others. This story is not a retelling, but instead it is my own spin on the adventure within the game. It contains elements such as Shadows, Personas, Tarot, and The Velvet Room, but at the same time, it does break away from the story in the sense that the main plot is quite different. After all, the game isn't based around a character with a Shadow following him around instead of a Persona.<br /><br />Anyway, I hope you enjoy it. The chapters will be added rather slowly, but be patient.</p>
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teen
| null |
2011-10-08T10:40:07+00:00
| 518 |
It had been over a month since Crimson had merged with Bleeding Heart. His life had begun to settle down. A few days after they united, Crimson went around town, explaining what went on to his friends. Some understood him and accepted his apologies. Others however were a little less understanding. Lately, Crimson felt that it was time to move on. He was thinking of returning to Canterlot, but decided that it was still too soon. He didn't feel ready to face all the ponies back there. He remembered that he spent a brief period of time in Ponyville while looking for his parents. With that in mind, he prepared to move once more. He spoke to a couple of friends who agreed to run his store for him. Crimson felt it was better to keep the store running than to just sell the building. He spent the night, thinking of what he should do and eventually fell asleep while lost in his thoughts.
Crimson opened his eyes to find that he was surrounded by fog. Looking down, he saw that he was standing on a path made by red blocks. Everything else was hidden from his view. Crimson turned to his side to see Bleeding Heart standing next to him, in flesh. "Bleeding Heart? What are you doing here?"
"I don't know if you realise this, but we are in your dreams right now. Being called here, is not a good sign." he said with a serious expression locked onto his face.
"Should we keep moving? I don't see any way to leave, and I don't think I'm able to wake up right now." Crimson said as he looked down at the blocks, floating in the fog. "I don't even know where we are. I've never been here before."
"That doesn't suprise me. Anyway, yes we need to keep moving." he said, taking a few steps forward while signalling Crimson to follow him. "I know this place only because I am a Shadow. The fact that I am here with you now, makes me wonder if we were brought here because of what happened a month ago."
"A month ago? You mean when I faced myself and you became one with me?"
"Exactly. You see, normally when a host accepts their Shadow, it becomes a Persona. I however did not. This makes me think we were summoned here in your dreams, for that exact reason."
"What exactly is a Persona? Is it a good kind of Shadow? I don't understand." Crimson began to look confused and felt worried that he didn't know as much as Bleeding Heart seemed to.
"A Persona is an extension of oneself, which acts as a mask when faced with hardship. They are like Shadows, except Personas are tame. Most Shadows are wild and malevolent as they often have no control over their actions. I'm not like that, mostly due to the fact that my power was locked in the journal. That being the case, the power never corrupted me, allowing me to keep a level head while completing my task."
"So does that mean you're a Persona instead of a Shadow?" Crimson asked curiously while still walking through the dense fog.
"That is something even I don't know. I would imagine that we are here to find that out. Those that are called to this place are often seeking truth. There are still many things you wish to know, about your family and yourself. I also wish to know about myself, in a sense of finding what I really am." Bleeding Heart continued his explanation of the world they were in, until they reached a giant red gate. A voice could be heard on the other side.
"If you seek truth, pass through the gate and approach me." the mysterious voice said to the pair of them. Crimson had never heard this voice before, but felt that it was being truthful.
"We have to go through. I want to know the truth." Crimson said, determined to keep moving. He was tired of looking back.
"I won't let you go in there alone. I also seek answers, but I must also protect you. It is my duty." Bleeding Heart nodded and stepped forward through the gate, sticking by Crimson's side.
As they walked through, the fog began to thicken quite rapidly. Crimson was suprised by this and started to worry that the fog was going to become too thick. Bleeding Heart stood by his side, not faltering by the thickness of the fog. Neither of them could see, but Bleeding Heart knew that all they had to do right now was listen. The mysterious voice began to speak to them again as a strange entity appeared before them in the fog.
"I see you are both strong enough to brave the fog. One day soon, you shall both recieve the answers you are looking for. However, there is one thing I must tell you now. Bleeding Heart, you are the reason Crimson Breeze was called here."
"I'm the reason? Would you care to elaborate on that, or just leave me in the dark with no more answers?" he said, while staring at the presence in front of him.
"You are a Shadow, yet you have been united with your host. You are tame, yet you are not a Persona. The reason behind this, is that there is a deeper Shadow that must be conquered. Bleeding Heart, you are incomplete."
"Incomplete? What do you mean? Is there part of me that exists elsewhere? Tell me what is going on!" As Bleeding Heart finished what he was saying, both he and Crimson began to feel faint. The fog around them deepened further, until they both fell unconscious.
Crimson woke up the next morning, with Bleeding Heart pacing across the bedroom floor, once again in his spiritual form. "Oh good, you're awake." he said while still pacing around.
"What in Equestria happened last night? Also, why are you pacing around like there is something majorly wrong?" Crimson said as he hopped out of bed and headed downstairs to his kitchen.
Bleeding Heart followed him down, still thinking about the events last night in Crimson's dreams. "Its what happened in your dreams. That voice said I was incomplete. It just feels wierd to hear something like that. Think its true?"
"It could be, but even if it is, its not like we're going to find out. That dream may have said we could find answers, but I have no idea where to look. I think we should just move on with life the way we planned. I'm due to move to Ponyville tomorrow. All my stuff is packed and the moving truck will be here to collect it all this afternoon. Lets go out into town and say our goodbyes. It will help take your mind off of things." Crimson grabbed his bag and headed out the door, waiting for Bleeding Heart to join him.
They went down into town and spent the morning visiting Crimson's friends. Crimson said each of his goodbyes one after the other, which didn't feel as bad as he assumed it would. Bleeding Heart stuck by his side, wondering if Crimson was right about moving on. There wasn't much Bleeding Heart could do anyway. Crimson was right about them having no idea where to look for answers. With this in mind, Bleeding Heart slowly accepted the fact that he was not going to solve anything for the time being, and simply enjoyed the rest of the morning.
They came back in the afternoon and waited for the moving truck to arrive. About half an hour after they got back, there was a knock at the door. Crimson answered it to find a rather robust pegasus pony standing in front of him.
"You're Crimson Breeze, right?" After he nodded in response, the grey pegasus walked inside and introduced himself. "I'm Ernie. My bud out in the truck is Al. We're kinda short-staffed today. Mind helpin' us move your stuff onto the truck?"
"I don't mind. It is my stuff after all." Crimson smiled and proceeded to pick up a few boxes with his telekinesis.
After all the boxes were all packed away, Ernie wondered how Crimson was getting all the way to Ponyville. "Hey Crimson. You got a ride to Ponyville all sorted out yet?"
"Sadly no. Somepony did say they would help me out, but they told me they had to take care of family business at the last minute." Crimson sighed and looked down.
"Well we got space in the truck since Pete didn't show up for work. Wanna tag along with us?" Ernie said, hoping it would cheer him up.
"Thanks. Thats a big help." Crimson said as he hopped into the truck and Al carried them off towards Ponyville.
He arrived in the evening and decided that it would be best just to have his bed unpacked. Ernie and Al helped get his bed taken up to his new bedroom, while Crimson unloaded some of the boxes into the living room. When everything was taken off of the truck, Crimson said his goodbyes to the two pegasi and they flew off. Crimson went up to his room and decided to head to bed early so he could take care of the unpacking the next day.
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Bleeding Heart
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1292
| 2 |
Adventure,Crossover,Dark
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Path to the Truth
|
A sequel to The Blood Red Shadow. Contains elements from Persona 4.
|
incomplete
| 2 | 3 |
<p>Those of you that have played Persona 4 will probably enjoy this more than others. This story is not a retelling, but instead it is my own spin on the adventure within the game. It contains elements such as Shadows, Personas, Tarot, and The Velvet Room, but at the same time, it does break away from the story in the sense that the main plot is quite different. After all, the game isn't based around a character with a Shadow following him around instead of a Persona.<br /><br />Anyway, I hope you enjoy it. The chapters will be added rather slowly, but be patient.</p>
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teen
| null |
2011-10-08T10:40:42+00:00
| 357 |
Crimson awoke to find that he was not in his bedroom. Instead he saw that he was sitting in what appeared to be a spacious carriage. He looked to his left and saw that out of the window, was nothing but fog. He thought he was dreaming again and his assumptions were confirmed when he looked to his right to see Bleeding Heart sitting next to him. Right in front of both of them, sat a pale white unicorn with a peculiar grin on his face and a card in the shape of a tarot card on his flank.
"Welcome, to the Velvet Room. My name is Igor. I am delighted to make your acquaintance. Would you care to introduce yourself?"
"I'm Crimson Breeze and this is Bleeding Heart, my Shadow." He felt that it seemed right to inform Igor of Bleeding Heart's identity. It was as if any dreams he had now were all going to be about the pair of them and their search for truth.
"A Shadow you say? This is very interesting. You see, Shadows are not welcome here." Before Igor could finish, Bleeding Heart interrupted him.
"So I should leave then? I cannot leave Crimson on his own in a place like this. It is my duty to protect him."
Igor smiled again, which really confused Bleeding Heart. "I wouldn't think about leaving just yet. There are still tasks that both of you must complete. Your presence here tells me that you are an invited guest in the Velvet Room. Only those who are bound by a contract may enter, which tells me that very soon you will both enter into a contract and return here once again."
"Well at least that explains that. Is there anything else you wanted to tell us?" Crimson said, thinking it was soon time to leave.
"Well that depends. Do you believe in fortune telling?" The instant Igor said that, a deck of tarot cards appeared on the table in front of them and began to lay out on the table in a spread that Crimson knew all too well.
"The Celtic Cross. Am I correct?" Crimson smirked. When he was younger, he had delved into the art of divination. His grandmother was a diviner and when she passed away, he inherited her most cherished tarot deck. He often spent many evenings, studying the deck and attempting to do readings for himself.
"It seems you know of these already. Well then, care to perform the reading yourself? All you need to do is turn over the cards. I trust you will know what they mean." Igor moved his hooves off of the table, allowing Crimson to take over.
Crimson had never performed a successful reading before, but his last one was many years ago. He hoped his skills with the tarot had enhanced with his age. Igor seemed to feel that he was capable, so he trusted the strange unicorn's judgement. He turned over the first card, representing his current situation.
"The upright Fool. It represents unexpected opportunities and major choices." He moved onto the second card, representing himself, only to find that the card was blank, except for its number at the top. "Number 21 is the World. It represents triumph, achievement, success and overall happiness. Why is it blank?"
Igor looked at the card for a moment and looked up at Crimson. "Just continue the reading. All should become clear as the cards reveal themselves."
The cards continued to spell out his future. The upright Chariot, the upright Moon, the upright Death, the upright High Priestess, the upright Tower, the upright Magician, the upright Hierophant, the inverted Sun and the upright Judgement. "I understand it all now. I can read these cards."
"Would you like to explain what the cards have told you?" Igor asked, smiling.
"Right now, I am faced with the opportunity to make a choice and discover the truth, should I make the right one. The card that represents me is blank, therefore it shows me that I am not ready to see myself. This makes sense when I found that Bleeding Heart is not my complete Shadow. Also, my crossing will be faced with difficulties that will require strength to overcome. The foundation for all of this is uncertainty and illusion, represented by the fog that keeps surrounding me. My past was filled with major change, in the form of Bleeding Heart. He was created and then merged with me after I faced myself, allowing my life to change dramatically from what it was. My present life will contain secrets to be revealed and unexplored potential. This can be in myself and also in those around me. My future will involve the destruction of something in my life that was created by lies. Although the Tower is seen to be a bad card, I do not believe this. The card that represents how I see myself is the Magician, revealing that I feel I have the ability to succeed as well as master my potential. My environment contains an individual who is wise that can guide me. Bleeding Heart is that individual. My fears are a lack of success and major depression. The outcome of my future will involve renewal, revival and rewards for past efforts. Does that seem accurate to you, Igor?
"It seems you were able to read the cards better than I in this case. I congratulate you for this display of knowledge. As you can see now, the near future is going to be another turning point in your life. In the coming days, you will be returning here once again. I will be here to assist you in making sure that your future is not lost forever. Oh that reminds me, I have neglected to introduce you to my assistant. Margaret, would you like to meet our new guests?"
A dark blue unicorn appeared from what seemed to be out of nowhere. Her cutie mark clearly depicted a tarot card, but unlike Igor's, her's was of a specific card, the Empress. "My name is Margaret. I am here to accompany you on your journey. As Igor has said, we are here to ensure that you do not lose sight of your future. Over time, your true potential will be realised and one day, your world will be complete. Until then, we will guide you along the path through the fog, assisting you when faced with difficulties that you would not be able to manage on your own."
Crimson nodded to show that he understood what Margaret was saying. He realised that he was being given the chance to find out everything he wanted to know. It was not going to be easy for either of them, but both Crimson and Bleeding Heart knew that it was necessary.
"Well then, now that our business is settled, I bid you farewell. When you wake up, you will be back in your bedroom. I will eagerly await your return." As Igor said goodbye to the pair of them, they began to feel drowsy. They almost instantly lost sight of the Velvet Room as they passed out.
They woke up in Crimson's bedroom once again, just as Igor had said. He climbed out of bed and noticed a box next to his bed. After picking it up, he noticed it was from Igor. Crimson opened it up and found a letter and a smaller box containing a deck of tarot cards. He opened up the letter and browsed through it.
"For one who has a gift at divination, it seems only fitting that they have a medium to channel these gifts. They may not be your grandmother's cards, but I hope you enjoy using them. Let the cards be your guide through this heavy fog."
Crimson did not know how Igor knew of his grandmother's life as a diviner, but at this point, he did not care. He willingly accepted the deck, knowing that he would need it. He went downstairs to get some breakfast and made plans to head out into town for the day.
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Bleeding Heart
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1292
| 3 |
Adventure,Crossover,Dark
|
Path to the Truth
|
A sequel to The Blood Red Shadow. Contains elements from Persona 4.
|
incomplete
| 2 | 3 |
<p>Those of you that have played Persona 4 will probably enjoy this more than others. This story is not a retelling, but instead it is my own spin on the adventure within the game. It contains elements such as Shadows, Personas, Tarot, and The Velvet Room, but at the same time, it does break away from the story in the sense that the main plot is quite different. After all, the game isn't based around a character with a Shadow following him around instead of a Persona.<br /><br />Anyway, I hope you enjoy it. The chapters will be added rather slowly, but be patient.</p>
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teen
| null |
2011-10-08T10:41:20+00:00
| 357 |
Crimson decided that it would be wise for him to visit the ponies he remembered from when he stayed in Ponyville last time. After grabbing his bag and putting the journal and tarot cards into it, he head out into town, Bleeding Heart following along behind him. Crimson had begun to accept Bleeding Heart's protective nature, but sometimes wished that he wouldn't make him seem so helpless. Regardless, Crimson discarded these thoughts, knowing it wouldn't help him to keep thinking such things. After a fairly long walk, Crimson arrived at Ponyville's library. He knocked on the door and a lavender unicorn answered it a few seconds later.
"Hi there Twilight. Remember me?" Crimson asked with a smile.
"Crimson? Crimson Breeze, is that you?" she looked rather shocked when he nodded in response. "You look so different. Its only been a couple of years. What brings you back here anyway? She had a load of questions for Crimson, but refrained from asking them all at once.
"I decided to move back here. Something happened down at the valley and I wanted to leave. I would have gone to Canterlot but I don't feel like I'm ready to." Crimson sighed.
"Well you should never do something you're not feeling up to, especially something that important. Just take your time." Twilight said in an attempt to comfort Crimson a little.
"Yeah, you're right. I'm just gonna enjoy life here in Ponyville until I'm ready. For now though, I'm gonna head out and see the others. I think they're probably gonna be happy to see me again." Crimson started to smile again, knowing he still had friends who cared about him.
"Mind if I join you? I just finished my studying and I was going to go and see Applejack for a little while." She already had her saddlebag on, so she assumed Crimson wouldn't say no.
"I don't see why not. It gives us a little time to catch up." Crimson started walking towards Sweet Apple Acres, with Twilight walking at his side.
Since they had a long distance to walk, Twilight thought it would be a good time to ask Crimson a few things. "So what happened at the valley that made you want to leave?"
Crimson was rather shocked when he heard her ask that. He didn't have a reason to hide anything anymore, but he didn't think she would believe him if he told her about the journal and the existence of Shadows. "Well I don't know if you will believe me, but I will tell you if you want me to."
"I'm pretty open-minded. Plus, I can't think of a reason why you would lie to me." Twilight said with a smile. She did trust Crimson. She was just worried that he didn't trust her.
"Well alright. The truth is that while I was living in the valley, I was using my journal to write down all my deepest secrets and hidden feelings. Eventually these feelings manifested themselves as a pony who looked almost exactly like me. He called himself a Shadow and he told me that he was the result of my magic and my emotions being poured into the pages of my journal. His intentions were to reveal the things I had been hiding to the other ponies living in town. Even though I managed to stop him after a little self-realisation, I eventually confessed on my own. Some accepted it. Others did not. So after a little time to reflect on it, I decided to move." Crimson looked at Twilight to see that she was very confused, which didn't suprise him in the slightest.
"That was a lot to take in, but I do believe you. Mind if I ask a few more questions about this? There are still some things I want to understand." She gave him a sincere smile, showing that she really did care about what he had to say. Crimson was happy to see that she understood him, which would make it easier to tell her everything she wanted to know.
"Go ahead Twilight. I have nothing to hide anymore." Crimson took his journal out of his bag, just in case Twilight wanted to see it.
"I assume thats your journal that the Shadow came out of." Twilight walked closer to him to try and get a look at it. Crimson opened it up and let Twilight look inside.
"Inside that journal, is everything I have been hiding from everypony for years." Crimson said as Twilight flicked through the pages, while still walking alongside him.
"You really feel this way sometimes? I had no idea. Crimson, why didn't you tell anypony?" Crimson was majorly suprised to hear her reaction, but he knew it was genuine. Since he didn't know what to say, he just stayed silent and looked down. "Everypony has a side to them like this. We all have things we don't want others to know. We even have things we hide from ourselves. You just need to remember that true friends will understand if you tell them the truth."
Crimson had nothing to say at this point. He knew everything Twilight said was true. He had learned it all first hand because of Bleeding Heart. To show that he understood her, Crimson faced Twilight, smiled and nodded. It wasn't much, but it said enough.
"I'm glad you understand Crimson. This journal answers most of my questions. Although I do have one other question for you. What happened to your Shadow?"
Crimson didn't say a word. He felt it was better if Bleeding Heart answered that question. Although he was no longer in flesh, Bleeding Heart could reveal himself to anyone he wished. Suddenly, Twilight saw a blood red pony standing next to Crimson, looking right at Twilight. "I am Bleeding Heart, Crimson's Shadow."
Twilight instantly jumped back. She wasn't scared, but he did catch her by suprise. "You were telling the truth all along. Now I'm just even more confused."
"Do not let the confusion get to you. Consider me a part of Crimson, since that is exactly what I am." Bleeding Heart did not want Twilight to get too involved in their endeavours. After all, anyone who got involved could end up in serious danger. Bleeding Heart knew there was something in that journal. He just didn't know what.
"If you say so. Just remember that you can always talk to me about problems like this. I am your friend after all." Twilight smiled as they approached the entrance to Sweet Apple Acres. Bleeding Heart vanished once more as they walked through the gate to go and find Applejack.
|
Bleeding Heart
|
1292
| 4 |
Adventure,Crossover,Dark
|
Path to the Truth
|
A sequel to The Blood Red Shadow. Contains elements from Persona 4.
|
incomplete
| 2 | 3 |
<p>Those of you that have played Persona 4 will probably enjoy this more than others. This story is not a retelling, but instead it is my own spin on the adventure within the game. It contains elements such as Shadows, Personas, Tarot, and The Velvet Room, but at the same time, it does break away from the story in the sense that the main plot is quite different. After all, the game isn't based around a character with a Shadow following him around instead of a Persona.<br /><br />Anyway, I hope you enjoy it. The chapters will be added rather slowly, but be patient.</p>
|
teen
| null |
2011-10-08T10:41:58+00:00
| 379 |
Crimson and Twilight walked through the huge orchard, looking for Applejack. They heard a rather loud banging noise that seemed to repeat itself. Twilight started running towards it and Crimson followed. When they found the cause of the noise, what they saw was an orange earth pony with a blonde mane that was tied back and covered by a brown cowboy hat. "Hey there Applejack." Twilight said with a smile as she walked over. Crimson decided to go and re-introduce himself.
Before he could say anything, Applejack spoke first. "Well howdy Crimson. 'Aint seen ya in a while. How come your back here in Ponyville anyhow?"
"Long story short, my life in the valley got a little complicated. I'd tell you more, but it would be a lot to take in." Crimson said, trying to avoid telling everyone about Bleeding Heart at once. Twilight nodded in agreement, since she could tell Crimson wasn't too willing to tell his story more than once today.
"Well its mighty nice to see ya back here. Ah was just gonna head over to Sugarcube Corner since ah'm done with the apple buckin'. Ya'll wanna come with me?"
"We would be happy to. The more the merrier after all." Twilight seemed very cheerful. Crimson wasn't sure why, but he was also feeling a little happier. He considered if it was actually him being around more friends that made things seem better. He soon discarded these thoughts and started talking to the others as they walked.
"Hey Crimson, ah got a question for ya. Mind if ah ask?" Applejack asked, curiously staring at him.
"Only if you promise to stop staring at me. Its a little freaky." Crimson chuckled a little, causing Twilight to do the same.
"Alright, alright. Anyway, ya seem mighty different from how ya used to be a couple years back. What happened out in the valley?" Applejack seemed pretty serious with her question. Crimson began to wonder if he really had changed that much.
"Well I'm gonna keep this cut short. We're almost at Sugarcube Corner anyway. When I was in the valley, I was hiding a lot of things from the ponies I lived around. I was writing a lot of things in the journal in my bag. I suppose you could say I was hiding a part of myself." Crimson took the journal out and showed it to Applejack. She took the journal and began reading through it. "I eventually told them what I had been hiding and as I expected, not everyone was so accepting and forgiving. I decided I needed to move on again, so I returned to Ponyville."
"This is how ya really feel Crimson? Ah'm kinda suprised. Ya never acted this way around us. Why did ya hide all this?" Applejack stopped for a moment and put her hoof around him. "Ya don't need to hide things like that from friends. We're all the same. Everypony's got somethin' they wanna hide. Its just a part of who ya are. Promise that ya won't hide anythin' from me, please."
"I promise. My days of living behind a mask have ended. I won't hide anything from you Applejack. You have my word." Crimson smiled and hugged her and she hugged back. Crimson knew that they were going to be great friends.
They let go of each other and started heading towards Sugarcube Corner once again. The rest of the walk was filled with light conversation. Crimson felt a little guilty about promising to hide nothing from Applejack, yet concealing Bleeding Heart's existence from her. Despite this guilt, he knew it was better that way. Once they arrived, Applejack opened the door and walked in first, the other two following behind. As soon as Crimson walked in, he saw a pink blur and then found himself lying on the ground, a cheerful pink earth pony staring at him with her sparkly blue eyes.
"I remember you. You're Crimson, right? Of course I'm right. I know everypony in Ponyville. I remember the first time I saw you and because I didn't recognise you, I was really suprised. Then I found out who you were and I threw you that huge welcome party so you could make loads of new friends. I got really sad when you left but now that you're back I'm super happy again. I think I should throw you a party to welcome you back. Won't that be fun?" The pony looked like she was going to explode from excitement, but Crimson already knew of her rather eccentric behaviour.
"Its nice to see you too Pinkie Pie. Would you mind helping me up?" Crimson chuckled and held his hoof out, waiting for Pinkie give him some assistance. She helped him up and then walked over to one of the tables near the back. "Anypony want any cupcakes? I just made a fresh batch." She passed a cupcake to each of them.
Applejack ate her's in one bite. "Great as always Pinkie Pie. What's your secret?" She knew Pinkie wouldn't tell anyone what secret ingredients she puts into her cupcakes, but she always found it funny to hear her random responses.
"Well if you really must know, I always put in a dash of love. Thats the real secret to making great cupcakes." Pinkie chuckled, knowing Applejack wouldn't believe her.
Twilight and Crimson ate their cupcakes as well. Twilight enjoyed the taste, but Crimson acted as though it was the best thing he had ever had in his life. "This cupcake is fantastic. Its been so long since I've eaten anything this good. Got any more?"
The rest of them laughed while Pinkie got him another cupcake. Crimson grabbed it and wolfed it down. Twilight and Applejack couldn't stop laughing. Pinkie decided to grab the tray and put it in front of Crimson. "Go ahead and have the rest. I can make up a fresh batch in no time anyway. Its great to see that you still love my baking." Pinkie was really pleased to see Crimson again. A huge smile lit up her face and it was clear that it wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.
"Oh yeah. Mind if I ask you something Crimson?" Pinkie seemed curious about something and Crimson was pretty sure what it was. He nodded, while still munching on her cupcakes. "How come you're back here in Ponyville anyway? I thought you had a new life somewhere else. Not that I don't like it that you're back here. I'm just wondering."
Crimson raised a hoof at her, letting her know that he understood and that she could stop talking. He then looked at Twilight and pointed to his bag, in an attempt to ask her to explain his situation. He didn't think it was wise to talk with a mouth full of baked goods.
Twilight grabbed the journal from his bag and walked up to Pinkie. "Ooh what kind of book is that? It looks really important." Pinkie took the journal and started reading through it randomly.
"That book is Crimson's journal. While he was living in the valley, he hid all of his true feelings in that book. Eventually the guilt of hiding it got to him and he decided to confess to the ponies living there. Some accepted and forgave him. Others didn't. He then decided that it would be best if he just left the valley and went somewhere else. He came back here because he still knew a few ponies and thought it would be better that way."
Crimson nodded, letting them know that Twilight was correct in her explanation, while still eating the last couple of cupcakes on the tray. Pinkie continued to read through the journal and when she had finished, she dropped it and walked over to Crimson. He looked up and she instantly hugged him. "Its alright Crimson. I don't care about how you really feel. What matters is that you are still my friend. I know you care about us. Otherwise you wouldn't have come back to Ponyville. Please promise me you'll stay this time."
Crimson nodded faster, his face turning blue from how tight she was hugging him. As soon as she let go, he started gasping for breath. "Not so tight next time Pinkie. I almost fainted." She apologised and took the tray back into the kitchen.
Twilight looked at the clock on the wall and noticed that it was already 3pm. "Sorry everypony, but I need to get going. Spike is coming back from Canterlot soon and I promised to be there when he arrives." She waved to the others as she left Sugarcube Corner.
Applejack then decided that it was time for her to leave too. "Ah'm sorry Crimson but if ah don't get back to the farm soon, Big Macintosh is not gonna be happy. Ah promised to fix up the inside of the barn this afternoon. See ya'll later." She then left and started running back towards Sweet Apple Acres.
Crimson walked into the kitchen to see Pinkie Pie mixing up another batch of cupcakes. "Sorry to leave so suddenly, but I need to get going. I still have to take care of a few things around town."
She smiled at him after putting her batch in the oven. "Okie dokie lokie. I'm still throwing you that party by the way. Its gonna be so much fun. I'll be sure to invite everypony."
"I'm looking forward to it. Anyway, I'll see you later Pinkie. It was nice seeing you again." He grabbed his bag and left Sugarcube Corner. Crimson decided that it was probably best for him to go and find Rarity next. Luckily, the Carousel Boutique was only a short distance away.
As he was walking, Bleeding Heart appeared to talk to Crimson. "Do you really think it was wise for me to appear in front of Twilight and not the others?" Crimson continued walking, saying nothing at all. "Well I don't know what you were thinking, but I hope you know that if they get involved with our business, it will put them in danger."
"What could possibly happen to them? Its not like they are going to be going into my journal anytime soon. You're the only one who can bring anypony in there." Crimson tried to assure him that it was alright, but Bleeding Heart was still concerned.
"I hope you're right about this Crimson. I really do. This is something even I know very little about, which is really worrying me." Bleeding Heart faded away as they arrived at the Carousel Boutique.
Crimson wandered inside to see a white unicorn standing next to a blue pegasus pony in an elegant dress who seemed to be trying to escape. "Um, am I interrupting something here?" Crimson shyly walked up towards them.
The unicorn turned to see Crimson walking towards them. "Crimson, darling. I haven't seen you in such a long time. We should spend some time to catch up, but would you mind helping me something first?" She pointed at the pegasus pony who looked like she was about to tear her own mane out.
"Rarity, I don't think I want to help you torture Rainbow Dash. She looks like she's about to go berserk." Crimson chuckled a little, while watching Rainbow Dash almost rip the dress in half.
"Rainbow Dash! Don't you even think about ripping that dress. It took me hours to create." Rarity's anger was enough to stop Rainbow Dash from actually doing anything, apart from just sitting there. "If you don't like the dress, you should just tell me."
"I did, several times. You know I don't wanna look pretty. If I have to wear a dress, I want it to be as cool as I am. Now can I get out of this thing?" Rainbow Dash didn't wait for Rarity to answer her and just took the dress off straight away.
Rarity sighed, thinking that she was never going to be able to make Rainbow Dash look pretty. "Lets just move on shall we? So Crimson my dear, you never said why you were back in Ponyville. Did you miss me that much?" Rarity had a huge grin on her face, thinking that was the real reason he came back.
"Don't jump to conclusions Rarity. I did miss you guys, but that isn't the only reason I came back. Truth is, my life in the valley started getting pretty hectic about a month ago." Crimson attempted to continue to explain, but Rainbow Dash interrupted him.
"What happened? It must have been pretty bad to make you leave." Rainbow Dash looked as curious as Applejack, and gave him a similar stare.
"Rainbow Dash, do you think you could stop staring at me? Its freaking me out a little." Crimson tried to avoid looking at her.
"Sorry Crimson. I'm just really curious. You are okay with telling us, aren't you?" She looked genuinely sorry. Crimson noticed that everyone he met seemed to care about what happened in the valley. He assumed that they really did care about him.
Once again he grabbed the journal out of his bag and showed it to both of them. "I don't have any problem with showing you. Keeping things hidden from my friends is how I ended up in this situation. I hid all of those things I wrote down from my friends. The things in that journal are all my true feelings, or at least some of the darker ones. I realised that I needed to start telling the truth to my friends. When I did, there were quite a few who did not understand. After a while, I realised that I needed to move on. I hope you guys understand that I'm not completely dark on the inside."
Both of them finished reading the journal and Rarity decided to speak her mind first. "Darling, its alright. I know what its like to hide parts of who you are. I understand why you did it. You don't need to hide anything from me. Promise that you won't ever try to run away from your friends over things like this again."
Rainbow Dash interjected before Crimson could respond. "So you're a little dark inside. Big deal. You still care about your friends. I know it. I mean, you cared enough to come back to Ponyville to see us. If the stuff in that journal was all true, then you wouldn't be standing there talking to us. Promise me that you won't change. I like the real you, not the you thats inside that book."
Crimson smiled. He could tell that they really did care. He was glad to be back around ponies that truly understood him. "Thanks guys. I promise that I won't go back to the way things were before. Ever since I realised that secrets only made things worse, I have changed a lot. From now on, I'm going to leave my dark thoughts behind. I don't need them anymore."
"Glad to hear it. So how long are you gonna be here in Ponyville anyway?" Rainbow Dash asked after handing him back his journal.
"Until I feel ready to return to Canterlot and face everypony I left behind when I got seperated. It could be years though. I don't really want to go back." Crimson put the book back in his bag and looked down. He felt like he had to go back, even if he didn't want to.
"If you don't want to go back, then don't." Rarity looked Crimson right in the eyes. "Darling, don't let anypony control your life. You always were a free spirit. Its who you are. Don't go back just because your parents may have expected you to. Its your life. Live it how you want." Rainbow Dash nodded in agreement.
"Thanks again Rarity. Anyway, I should get going. I still need to find Fluttershy." Crimson said his goodbyes and head out.
He started heading home so he could drop off his bag. Crimson didn't want Fluttershy reading the journal. Although she was very understanding, she was also very sensitive. As his home came into view, he saw a yellow pegasus pony sitting outside his house. He walked up to her and when she noticed Crimson standing there, she looked up and smiled faintly. "Hi Fluttershy. Its nice to see you again." Crimson smiled as he sat down next to her.
"I-its nice to see you too C-Crimson." Fluttershy looked down. Crimson was majorly different and she felt uneasy around him, but she didn't know why.
"Is something wrong? He tried to look at her, but she kept looking away.
"No. I-I'm fine. Its just... n-nothing." Fluttershy clearly had something she wanted to say and Crimson wanted her to say it.
"Fluttershy, you know you can tell me anything. I'm your friend." Crimson smiled in an attempt to console her without making her too afraid.
"Y-you're right. Sorry. Its just that when Twilight said that you came back, I couldn't wait to see you. Then she said you'd changed and it made me worry." Crimson put his hoof around her before she said anything else.
"Its alright Fluttershy. The only change I've gone through, is that I improved my life. You don't need to worry about anything." Crimson smiled. He didn't want to worry Fluttershy with the contents of his journal. He didn't like hiding it, but he knew it was for the best.
The two of them spent the rest of the evening talking with each other. Although Crimson was good friends with all of them, he felt that he was closest with Fluttershy. Even though Fluttershy was always so timid, Crimson always seemed to be able to relax her very easily. He always looked out for Fluttershy and he would never do anything that would upset her. They continued to keep each other company until Fluttershy decided to head home. Crimson then went inside and saw that he still hadn't unpacked. He spent the rest of the evening sorting out all of his things and then went to bed, hoping that the next day would be as pleasant as this one.
|
Bleeding Heart
|
1292
| 5 |
Adventure,Crossover,Dark
|
Path to the Truth
|
A sequel to The Blood Red Shadow. Contains elements from Persona 4.
|
incomplete
| 2 | 3 |
<p>Those of you that have played Persona 4 will probably enjoy this more than others. This story is not a retelling, but instead it is my own spin on the adventure within the game. It contains elements such as Shadows, Personas, Tarot, and The Velvet Room, but at the same time, it does break away from the story in the sense that the main plot is quite different. After all, the game isn't based around a character with a Shadow following him around instead of a Persona.<br /><br />Anyway, I hope you enjoy it. The chapters will be added rather slowly, but be patient.</p>
|
teen
| null |
2011-10-08T10:42:41+00:00
| 336 |
Crimson woke up in total darkness. The only thing he could see was himself, barely. This time Bleeding Heart was not with him, but he knew it was a dream. He started walking through the darkness, knowing that he could face anything within it. A voice began to call out to him.
"Please somepony. Help me. Its so dark. I can't see anything. Where am I?!"
Crimson thought for a moment and recognised that it was Twilight's voice. He started following her voice, running as fast as he could through the darkness. He was getting closer. He could tell. The only problem was that he still couldn't see her. He tried calling out to her to see if that would help him find her.
"Twilight! Can you hear me?!" He shouted at the top of his voice, hoping Twilight could hear her.
"Crimson? Is that you? Please, help me. I'm scared. What's happening?" Twilight was close to bursting into tears. She was terrified.
Another voice emerged in the darkness, but neither of them recognised it. "Aww poor Crimson. Unable to help one of his friends, even though she is right there in front of him. This is going to be fun. Here is a warning to you Crimson. You think that Bleeding Heart merging with you was enough to end your suffering and get rid of your Shadow. Well guess what? You're wrong." The mysterious voice began to laugh maniacally, almost as if it was taunting Crimson.
"Who are you? Why are you doing this to Twilight?!" Crimson was starting to get angry, but was still able to prevent himself lashing out aimlessly.
"You'll find out eventually. I would recommend trying to save your friend Twilight first. After all, if you don't save her soon, she could die."
"Die?! Please! Don't do this to me! Crimson! Help me!" Twilight began screaming and her voice began to fade, as if she was disappearing.
"What did you do to Twilight?! Bring her back here and let her go!" Crimson was clenching his teeth, much to the delight of the creature looking down at him.
"She isn't going anywhere, at least not yet. I took her to a place that was created from the truth within her heart. If you don't find and save her in time, I'm afraid her own darkness is going to kill your precious friend." It began to chuckle.
"What is going on here?! Why are you doing this?!"
"Consider this a test. If you really consider these ponies as your friends, then surely you will be willing to risk your own life to save theirs."
"What's the real reason?" Crimson wasn't going to fall for a lie as pathetic as that.
"Its fun. I enjoy watching others suffer. After all, it makes me stronger. I feed on hate. I feed on anger. I feed on sadness. All of these negative emotions fuel me, making me more and more powerful."
"I'll never let you get away with this! I'm going to save her!" Crimson started running, looking for a way out of this horrible nightmare.
The entity looked at him struggle to find an exit. "Fine. I'll help you out. Oh and before I forget, you have two days to save her. Good luck Crimson." It cackled as Crimson began to sink into the darkness beneath him. It seemed to swallow him whole and Crimson started to scream before he blacked out.
Before he knew it, he woke up in his bed, flailing his legs in a panic. Bleeding Heart appeared and calmed him down.
"What happened in that dream Crimson? I tried to enter your dreams but something stopped me."
"Twilight. She's in danger. If I don't save her in two days, she's going to die." Crimson looked down. He was the only one who could save her, but didn't even know what to do.
Bleeding Heart recoiled a little. "Its just as I feared. Crimson, I think your true Shadow is behind this."
"What? My true Shadow? That doesn't make any sense. It said in my dream that it loved seeing others suffer. I have never felt that way in my life." Crimson put his hoof under his chin and started to think.
"Its because your Shadow has had too long to grow. It originally manifested as a Shadow that had a personality comprised of your hidden feelings. However, as a Shadow grows, its personality becomes warped. Shadows grow by feeding on other Shadows. They merge together, combining their strength and their minds. This means that your Shadow has absorbed so many others, that now all it has, is a taste for blood. Therefore it is likely, that it is using your friends as a means to increase its own strength, while mentally breaking you." Bleeding Heart looked out the window, trying to think about this more as he looked at the sun rising on the horizon.
"So we may be dealing with something that has far more power than we could handle?" Crimson looked deeply concerned. He had to save Twilight, but didn't know if he could handle it.
"Sadly yes. However, we must press on regardless. We may or may not encounter your Shadow while saving her. That is a chance we have to take. All we need to do now is find her. Do you have any idea where she might be?"
Crimson thought for a moment. "My Shadow said that she was taken to a place that was created from the truth within her heart. Does that mean anything?"
"It is likely that she was taken somewhere in the Shadow's world. However, we cannot determine where in that world she is. You see, there are multiple entrances. We could enter through the journal, but we may or may not be anywhere near her when we arrive. We could try to find the entrace that was used to pull her in, but we may not find it quickly enough. I will leave the decision to you. Should we enter through the journal, or look for the other entrance?" Bleeding Heart looked straight at Crimson, waiting for him to announce their plan.
"It said we have two days to save her. Do you think we should use today to look for an entrance, and if it doesn't work out, use the journal tomorrow?" Crimson felt that this was an ideal suggestion. It was risky, but so was any other plan he could have made. Twilight's life was on the line. He didn't want to make any mistakes.
"That seems acceptable to me. We should head over to the library later. That is the only location I can think of that the entrance would appear." Bleeding Heart started to walk downstairs, with Crimson slowly following behind.
Crimson ate his breakfast as quickly as possible then they proceeded to run down to the library. If they were going to save Twilight, they knew they had to act as quickly as possible.
|
Bleeding Heart
|
1292
| 6 |
Adventure,Crossover,Dark
|
Path to the Truth
|
A sequel to The Blood Red Shadow. Contains elements from Persona 4.
|
incomplete
| 2 | 3 |
<p>Those of you that have played Persona 4 will probably enjoy this more than others. This story is not a retelling, but instead it is my own spin on the adventure within the game. It contains elements such as Shadows, Personas, Tarot, and The Velvet Room, but at the same time, it does break away from the story in the sense that the main plot is quite different. After all, the game isn't based around a character with a Shadow following him around instead of a Persona.<br /><br />Anyway, I hope you enjoy it. The chapters will be added rather slowly, but be patient.</p>
|
teen
| null |
2011-10-08T10:43:28+00:00
| 358 |
Crimson arrived at the library within a few minutes and started gasping for breath. He pushed his limit to get there as soon as he could, but didn't care that he was in pain. Twilight was in danger and Crimson was the only one who could save her. He walked up to the door and went inside, only to find a purple dragon with green round scales panicking in the corner. Crimson walked up to him and tapped him on the back.
"Who's there?! Hey I remember you. You're Crimson, right?" Crimson nodded in response and let the dragon continue. "I'm glad you're here. Twilight's gone missing! Have you seen her?!" He started to panic again.
"No Spike, I haven't. However, I do know where she is. Before you ask anymore questions, I need to know that you trust me to explain everything first." Spike nodded while biting his claws. "Twilight has been taken into another world and is currently in danger. I have reason to believe that I can follow her in through a vortex that is somewhere in this library. It is likely to have appeared in something that Twilight is emotionally connected to, like a journal. Do you have any ideas where it may be?"
Spike looked extremely confused, but tried to help anyway. "Well all Twilight's personal stuff is in her room. Its upstairs if you want to take a look."
Crimson started to walk upstairs and Spike followed along behind. As soon as Crimson walked into her room, he found something out of the ordinary. A huge book was opened up on a pedestal. Crimson approached it and noticed that the pages it was open at were blank. "Spike, what book is this?" he asked while still staring at the book's worn pages.
"Its Twilight's biggest encyclopedia. She told me it contains every single bit of Equestrian history. Its her most precious possession, at least thats what she said." Spike was curious as to why Crimson was so focussed on that one book.
Crimson touched the page and to his suprise, it rippled, sending a wave across the pages, much like a water drop would ripple in a pond. Bleeding Heart appeared at Crimson's side and examined the encyclopedia in front of them.
"Crimson, this is it. This book is emitting a dark aura and the pages rippling like that confirmed my suspicions. A Shadow has been in contact with this book." Bleeding Heart stood there, looking at Crimson, waiting for the next order.
"If this is our way in, we need to go now." Crimson looked at Bleeding Heart and nodded, then turned to face Spike. "We are going in after Twilight. Stay here and do not let anypony into this library for any reason."
"We? Who are you going with?" Spike rubbed his head in confusion. A moment later, Bleeding Heart revealed himself to Spike, causing him to jump back and fall to the floor. "What just happened?! Who are you?!"
"I am Bleeding Heart. All you need to know is that I am a part of Crimson. Trust our words and remain here. We will return with Twilight as soon as we can."
With that, Crimson and Bleeding Heart began to place their hooves into the book, slowly entering it completely and transporting themselves to the world of the Shadows. When they arrived, they saw themselves in a dark library. No windows could be seen. The bookshelves were all old and dusty, the books themselves even more worn. Crimson walked over to one of the bookshelves and took one of the books. The cover was torn and the spine was split. He opened the book and the pages were all the same. Each only had one word written on it.
"Alone. That's all each page has on it. What do you think this means?" Crimson picked up more books, only to find that they too, only had the word 'alone' written on each page.
"I guess this means we've found Twilight's inner library. I'm not sure how to interpret our surroundings, but its best if we don't. Come on. Twilight is probably nearby, we need to keep moving and find here as soon as we can." Bleeding Heart began moving towards the back of the library and Crimson followed him.
When they reached the back, they found a doorway. However, instead of a door, there was a red and black vortex standing in front of them. Voices could be heard through the vortex, but neither of them could figure our what was being said. They proceeded through, Crimson's resolve overpowering his fear of what lies ahead.
The two found themselves standing in a round room. It was almost pitch black. The only source of light was a small swinging lamp dangling from the dark ceiling in the centre of the room. All Crimson and Bleeding Heart could see was a table and chair in the centre. A lavender unicorn was sitting on the chair with her head hanging down.
"Twilight!" Crimson ran straight towards her. He knew it could be no other pony. She looked up at him and she had tears in her eyes.
"Crimson. Please, help me. Get me out of this horrible place." Her voice was faint and she was genuinely terrified. She held Crimson tightly, not wanting to let go.
"Its ok Twilight. Lets get out of here. Bleeding Heart can help us leave." They started to walk back to Bleeding Heart, when they heard a voice. It was very similar to Twilight's, but was more ominous.
"Finally, somepony came to save me. I didn't think I was ever going to leave this scary place. Why can't I ever take care of myself?" another lavender pony emerged from the darkness, surrounded by a dark blue aura. She looked exactly like Twilight, the only difference being this pony's yellow eyes.
"What are you talking about?" Twilight stood close to Crimson. She was curious and somewhat scared of this pony that appeared out of nowhere.
"You think you can't do anything by yourself anymore. You feel like you depend on your friends so much, its impacted your ability to stand on your own four hooves. You don't want to lose your friends yet you don't want to be around them? Twilight, you are so pathetic. Why don't you take a good look at yourself? Go on. I'm standing right here." The other pony walked towards Twilight and Crimson and stopped right in front of the pair of them.
"What are you saying? Who are you?" Twilight's voice was still faint and her head was still hanging. She didn't want to look up.
"I believe I just told you that. I am you. You are me. We're both one and the same. Thats why I know all about you and what's really inside that heart of yours." The other Twilight started laughing maniacally.
"No. I can't accept that. You're nothing like me. Its not true." Twilight tried to continue, but Crimson stopped her before she could say another word.
"Twilight listen to me. This thing in front of us is your Shadow. If you reject it, it will grow in power and try to take your life. You have to accept it." He kept her close, hoping she would listen to him.
"Sorry Crimson, but I can't accept what isn't true. That thing isn't me and it never will be!" Twilight shouted and as she did, she saw the Shadow in front of her begin to grow.
"You're right. I'm not you, yet. Although when I'm done, I'm going to be the only Twilight Sparkle left standing. Say goodbye!" The pony in front of them started to transform into a more powerful entity, as lesser Shadows throughout the library began to merge with it. Soon enough, Twilight's Shadow had become completely black. A huge hole now appeared in her chest, revealing how empty Twilight's Shadow truly was.
"I am a Shadow, the true self. I'll never lose my solitude and I'll kill anypony who gets in my way!" Twilight's Shadow immediately charged at Twilight and Crimson. Her horn began to glow and increase in size.
Bleeding Heart appeared right in front of them and blocked the attack with his own horn. "You wanna play with darkness? Then I'll do the same!" His horn began to glow and a dark barrier surrounded Twilight. She began to worry but Bleeding Heart began to speak through the shadows. "Do not worry Twilight. You are safe within that barrier. Crimson and I will handle this."
Crimson's horn started glowing as he charged at Twilight's Shadow. She charged at him and their horns clashed. They each began to struggle for control and Bleeding Heart took this opportunity to change the rules. Two Shadows rose out of the ground and merged with him, causing two black wings to form on his back. He rose into the air and unleashed a wave of fire at the pair of them. Crimson saw the flames out of the corner of his eye and leaped back. Before she could do the same, Twilight's Shadow was trapped in the fire, unable to move and slowly taking damage from the flames.
"You think this is enough to stop me?! Think again you troublesome foals!" She unleashed a wave of dark energy, which extinguished the flames in one single strike. She then charged at Crimson, knocking him to the ground.
"You just made a big mistake. It is my duty to protect Crimson." Bleeding Heart immediately charged at her from the air. She stood her ground, causing the two to clash. Due to his advantage of height, Bleeding Heart was able to ram Twilight's Shadow into the ground. While she was down, Bleeding Heart created a vortex in the ground. A black hand emerged from that vortex which then plunged into Twilight's Shadow. As it did, the hand began to drain the darkness out of her, returning her to her original form. After Bleeding Heart was sure it was safe, he lowered the barrier around Twilight. She got up and walked over to Bleeding Heart. Crimson then followed suit and stood up. He limped over to the others, realising it was time for Twilight to face herself.
Twilight's Shadow then stood up weakly and looked at Twilight, saying nothing at all. Crimson gently nudged Twilight, indicating that she needed to do what he said earlier. She looked at him, nodded and then turned back to her Shadow. "I didn't want to accept it, but I can't hide the truth forever. I really do feel that way sometimes. I just didn't want my friends to think that I didn't want them around anymore, but at the same time I didn't want to depend on them too much. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I understand now. You really are me, or at least part of me anyway."
At that moment, Twilight's Shadow began to glow. Her form was transforming once again, but this time it was different. Her coat changed from lavender to bright white, her horn grew larger and a small book of spells appeared on a chain around her neck, the larger equivalent appearing at her side. She then began to speak.
"Twilight Sparkle, you have demonstrated the strength of heart needed to face oneself. For this, you have unlocked the facade to overcome life's hardships. I am Shining Star." She then faded away and in her place, a tarot card appeared in front of Twilight.
She grabbed it and showed it to Crimson. "Crimson, do you know what this card is for?" She handed the card to him. He looked at it and saw that it was the magician arcana card.
"This card represents your Persona. Since you were able to face yourself and overcome your Shadow, it changed into your Persona, Shining Star. She now resides within that card. If the time ever comes, you will know how to realease it. Trust me." Crimson smiled at her, supporting her as they began to walk out of the room and back into the main library.
"You seem to know a lot about this. Is it because of Bleeding Heart?" She looked at Crimson, who nodded. He didn't have anything else to say about it. All he wanted to do was leave this world as soon as possible.
They walked back to where they entered and found that the door to the library was rippling, much like the pages of the encyclopedia they used to enter it. Crimson didn't hesitate to walk through the doorway with Twilight and Bleeding Heart. When they reached the end of the path, they found themselves back in Twilight's real library.
Spike saw them come back with Twilight and was glad to see them return. "Oh thank Celestia you saved her. Is she gonna be alright?"
Crimson nodded. "She will be fine. She just needs rest." He helped Twilight to her bed and laid her down. Within a minute she was sound asleep. Crimson walked back over to Spike. "Don't let her do anything stressful for the next two or three days. She needs to stay in bed and relax." Spike nodded and saw Crimson out before going to clean up the mess in Twilight's room.
Crimson then headed back home and decided to go straight to bed. He was exhausted from being inside the Shadow's world for so long. He went up to his bedroom, climbed into bed and drifted off to sleep as quickly as Twilight did.
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Bleeding Heart
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1292
| 7 |
Adventure,Crossover,Dark
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Path to the Truth
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A sequel to The Blood Red Shadow. Contains elements from Persona 4.
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incomplete
| 2 | 3 |
<p>Those of you that have played Persona 4 will probably enjoy this more than others. This story is not a retelling, but instead it is my own spin on the adventure within the game. It contains elements such as Shadows, Personas, Tarot, and The Velvet Room, but at the same time, it does break away from the story in the sense that the main plot is quite different. After all, the game isn't based around a character with a Shadow following him around instead of a Persona.<br /><br />Anyway, I hope you enjoy it. The chapters will be added rather slowly, but be patient.</p>
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teen
| null |
2011-10-08T10:44:15+00:00
| 365 |
Crimson woke up to find himself in a familiar place. He looked around, and realised that he was back in the Velvet Room, with Bleeding Heart sitting by his side. He turned to face Igor, who began to speak.
"Welcome once again, my interesting guests. It seems that you have both progressed on your path to the truth. I have brought you back here, because it is time for your contracts to become acknowledged." Igor turned to face Margaret, who took over in their explanation.
"Bleeding Heart. Your contract is with Crimson. You have vowed to protect him in his endeavours, which ties you to his journey. I am aware that you are bound by the fact that you are parts of the same soul, however, a contract was still formed." Bleeding Heart nodded and looked at Crimson.
"What about my contract? I don't remember making a contract with anypony." He rubbed his head in confusion.
"Your contract lies in the bond that you have made with your new friends in Ponyville. You made a promise to each one of them, Twilight Sparkle in particular. You promised to save her when she was confronted by her Shadow. Although you may have already rescued Twilight, others will be put in danger in the same way."
"I think I understand. Its a little confusing though." Crimson kept rubbing his head.
"There is no need to concern yourself with the minor details. What is important, is that you keep moving along your path to the truth. Look down at the cards on the table. Each one represents somepony close to you. The card in the centre represents yourself. Notice how only one of them is complete."
Crimson looked down at the table and saw seven cards arranged on it. There were six laid out in a hexagon pattern and one in the middle. The one in the centre was the world, but it was still blank. The only card on the table that wasn't was blank, was the magician. What suprised Crimson the most, was that instead of the normal image he saw on it before, there was now a picture of Twilight on it.
"This is Twilight. How did she get on this card?" Crimson picked it up and stared at it, examining the image.
"It is as I said. That card represents a close friend of yours. This deck has connected with your soul, meaning that the cards, are manipulated by you. Your soul and the souls of those that you bond with, will connect to the cards, changing their images. They also act as a home for each Persona. Didn't you notice when your friend's Persona took the form of a card?"
"Alright. I get it now. This also explains why my card is still blank. Its because I haven't yet found my Persona."
"Exactly. Your card and the cards connected to your friends will fill with an image when a Persona is there to form it. Now that we have everything covered, I believe it is time for you to awaken. Farewell." Crimson's vision became blurry and he soon lost consciousness as his dream came to an end.
Crimson awoke the next morning to the sun shining down on his face. He climbed out of bed and walked towards the window. Looking out at the morning sky, he felt a glimmer of hope. He remembered that he was able to save Twilight and took solace in the fact that she was not killed by her Shadow. He walked downstairs to find Bleeding Heart reading a letter in the living room. "Who's the letter from?" he asked while trying to peek at the letter.
"No sense trying to peek. It is addressed to you after all." Bleeding Heart passed him the letter and continued to speak. "I don't know who its from. Judging by its content, its not from any ponies around here."
Crimson began reading the note aloud. "Well well Crimson. Looks like you're not as pathetic as I thought you were. Watching you and your Shadow will be very entertaining. Just because you saved Twilight does not mean the game is over. Care to know the next player's identity? I'll give you a hint. The answer lies at the end of the rainbow. See you in the Shadow's world." Despair could be seen all over Crimson's face. He knew who was next and he knew who wrote the letter.
"Any ideas, Crimson?" Bleeding Heart walked towards the window and just stood there staring outside. "I have a feeling we are dealing with a force more powerful than anything we could ever imagine."
"I know who sent this. It was that thing watching us when we first saw Twilight in that dream. I don't know what it is exactly, but we can probably assume that it is a Shadow. If it is, I don't know whose Shadow it could be." Crimson began pacing across the room, thinking of what to do next. "I suppose we need to go and make sure Rainbow Dash is okay. After all, it was fairly obvious that the hint was talking about her."
"Good idea. If she is still around, we need to warn her. If she isn't, then we will need to go into the world through the journal. After all, her posessions will all be in Cloudsdale, which we cannot access without taking too much time." Bleeding Heart opened the door, and walked out, waiting for Crimson to follow.
The pair of them walked around Ponyville for a while looking for Rainbow Dash. They asked a few of the other ponies that they found in town, but none of them had seen her. They asked a couple of pegasus ponies coming down from Cloudsdale, but even they hadn't seen her.
Crimson looked down and his ears dropped. "She's already been taken, hasn't she?"
"We don't know that for certain. Rainbow Dash could still be around here. I remember that she was involved in a competition with Applejack. Perhaps its worth going to Sweet Apple Acres." Bleeding Heart put his hoof on Crimson's back to try and console him.
"Alright. I hope she's actually there." He started walking towards Sweet Apple Acres, while praying that Rainbow Dash would be there. As he came closer to the orchard, Crimson heard a rather large amount of shouting. He started running because he recognised that one of the ponies that was raising their voice was Rainbow Dash.
Crimson ran through the gates and immediately smiled when he saw Rainbow Dash standing there, yelling at Applejack. "Rainbow Dash! You don't know how glad I am to see you!" Crimson said as he started panting before he fell to the floor.
"What in tarnation? Crimson, why are ya so happy to see Rainbow Dash anyhow?" Applejack said as she helped him up.
Bleeding Heart walked through the gate and took over for Crimson. "Allow me to explain. Last night, Twilight was put in mortal danger. As you both know by now, I am Crimson's Shadow, an extension of his personality. Well, Twilight was attacked by her Shadow. We were able to assist her and as a result, save her life. We don't know who is responsible for what happened, but we do know that he is targeting more ponies. His next pony of choice, is you Rainbow Dash."
Applejack and Rainbow Dash could see that he was being serious, but they couldn't believe a word he was saying. "I'm sorry guys, but that sounds too wierd for me to believe it." Rainbow Dash said, looking rather confused.
"I'm with Rainbow Dash on this one. I know ya'll are two kind hearted ponies and ya wouldn't lie to us, but we just can't believe this. Unless ya have some proof that it happened." Applejack wanted to believe them, so she decided to give them the benefit of the doubt and hand them an opportunity to prove that they were telling the truth.
"Very well. Crimson, shall we take them to the library?" Bleeding Heart was ready to make a move, but he wanted Crimson's approval first.
"Yeah. The proof will be there. Twilight is probably still bedridden and the book will still be out. I told Spike not to move it." Crimson started walking towards the library, with Bleeding Heart, Applejack and Rainbow Dash following them.
On the way there, they passed Sugarcube Corner and Pinkie Pie called out to the four of them. "Hey everypony! Don't forget about the party tomorrow. I made a huge cake!" She ran out of the door with a smile on her face.
"Pinkie, there isn't going to be a party. Not for a while." Crimson looked down, knowing that disappointing Pinkie was a risky thing to do.
"What do you mean no party?" Pinkie tried to keep herself calm and give him time to explain.
"Everything will be clear when we get to the library. Twilight and Spike are there now and we need to go and see them." Crimson didn't want to keep Pinkie out of the loop, so he explained the situation as they continued to walk.
By the time they arrived, Pinkie was extremely confused. "So, let me get this straight. Twilight got sucked into a giant encyclopedia and wound up in a giant spooky library. You guys went in after her after seeing her in a dream the night before. You then found her in a really dark room where another Twilight appeared and started trying to kill the real one. You beat it and then it turned into a white unicorn which then turned into a card and vanished. That sound right?"
"Well, yeah. Thats pretty much what happened." Crimson looked a bit concerned, thinking that Pinkie wouldn't believe it.
"Well I'm surprised, but I know you wouldn't lie to me. I believe you, Crimson." Pinkie smiled as she followed the others into the library.
Crimson immediately started walking up to Twilight's room and the others went up with him. He walked over to Twilight's bed to see her lying there, resting. "Its good to see you Twilight. How are you feeling?"
"I've felt better. I'm just glad I'm alive. I never got to thank you for saving me yesterday. Thank you Crimson, from the bottom of my heart." Twilight's voice was faint, but she was recovering.
"Twilight?! What happened to you?!" Rainbow Dash was shocked and a little worried. After all, Crimson had told her that she was going to suffer the same fate.
Twilight raised her hoof slowly and pointed at the encyclopedia, still sitting there on the pedestal, open to the same page it was before. "I was dragged into that book. I wound up in a dark library. I felt empty. I saw horrible things inside. I walked into a room in the back. I sat down and started to panic. Eventually, Crimson and Bleeding Heart showed up. Another version of me appeared. It tried to kill me. These two managed to fight it off and save me. The rest is a blur. All I remember after that is waking up here." She put her hoof back down and closed her eyes. "I think I should get some more sleep."
"Okay Twilight. We'll leave you with Spike. Don't worry about a thing, okay?" Crimson held her hoof for a moment, in an attempt to comfort her.
"Wait. One more question before you all go. Is this going to happen again?" She held onto his hoof fairly tight. Crimson could tell she was worried.
"Yes. I found out that there will be others. The next is, Rainbow Dash." Crimson's ears dropped when he said that. He didn't want to tell Twilight, but he knew that she shouldn't be lied to about this.
"Then promise me that you will save her when the time comes. As soon as she is taken, please come and get me. I want to help. I know I can." Twilight opened her eyes for a moment to reveal a look of true determination.
"Alright, but only if you are well enough to go back inside there. Its dangerous." Crimson didn't want to put anyone else in danger, but he knew he would need help.
Bleeding Heart cleared his throat to get the attention of the others. "I assume that now, after seeing this, you believe what we were saying." Applejack, Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie all nodded, waiting for him to continue. He looked at Rainbow Dash and continued to speak. "Since we do not know when you will be taken, I will have to ask you not to return to Cloudsdale. We need to know where you are. There is a spare room in our home. You can stay there for the time being."
"Right. Anything else I need to know?" Rainbow Dash was a little worried, but didn't show it.
"When you get taken into the Shadow's world, do not let the things you see get to you. If you see another version of yourself, do not reject it." Bleeding Heart was adamant at this point and everyone could see how serious he was.
At that point, Twilight had fallen back to sleep, so they decided that it would be wise if they left. They walked outside and closed the door behind them. Applejack went back to Sweet Apple Acres and Pinkie Pie returned to Sugarcube Corner. "So, what should we do now?" Rainbow Dash asked, completely clueless.
"Is there anything you need to get from Cloudsdale?" Crimson asked curiously.
"Well I do want to get something from there if thats okay." Rainbow Dash flew up off of the ground, assuming that they would let her.
"Alright. Just make sure you are at our house within twenty minutes. We don't want you getting taken while we can't keep an eye on you." Crimson said as he started walking back to his home, Bleeding Heart following along behind.
"What do you think she went to go and get?" Bleeding Heart asked, trying to catch up with Crimson.
"Hopefully she went to go and get her most precious possession. After all, any item that she has a close bond with could be used as a portal to take her into the Shadow's world." Crimson started to wonder if she had anything like that.
After a few more minutes of walking, they arrived back home. They walked inside and not ten seconds later, Rainbow Dash was at the door. They let her in and Crimson noticed that she had a bag with her. "What did you bring with you?"
Rainbow Dash took off her bag, reached inside and pulled out a golden circlet. "I got this when I won the best young flier competition a few months ago. I wanted to have it with me. Its kind of a good luck charm." She set it down on the table next to them and continued. "So where am I sleeping tonight?"
"Follow me." Crimson started heading upstairs. Rainbow Dash grabbed her things and followed him up to the guest room. "Well, here's the guest room. I will be just down the hall if you need me during the night."
Rainbow Dash set the circlet down on the bedside table and put her bag next to it. "I'll be fine, but thanks for letting me stay here." She smiled and sat down on the bed. "I'm guessing we should get some sleep. It is pretty late."
Crimson looked out up at the clock and noticed that she was right. "Sounds like a good idea. Remember, I'm just down the hall. Anyway, goodnight Rainbow Dash."
"Goodnight Crimson." She closed the door after he left the room, climbed into bed, stared at her circlet for a little while and slowly fell asleep.
Crimson walked down to his room and also climbed into bed and fell asleep. Bleeding Heart then went up to Crimson's room and vanished, merging with Crimson's body.
The next three days passed by quickly. Each morning, Rainbow Dash woke up safe and sound. The three of them went to visit Twilight and then spent the rest of the day as a group. Things seemed to be calming down. Twilight was almost fully recovered and Rainbow Dash had yet to be captured. They all started wondering if she was going to be taken at all. That night, the three of them went to bed as they did before, but each of them woke up to something they did not want to see.
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Bleeding Heart
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1292
| 8 |
Adventure,Crossover,Dark
|
Path to the Truth
|
A sequel to The Blood Red Shadow. Contains elements from Persona 4.
|
incomplete
| 2 | 3 |
<p>Those of you that have played Persona 4 will probably enjoy this more than others. This story is not a retelling, but instead it is my own spin on the adventure within the game. It contains elements such as Shadows, Personas, Tarot, and The Velvet Room, but at the same time, it does break away from the story in the sense that the main plot is quite different. After all, the game isn't based around a character with a Shadow following him around instead of a Persona.<br /><br />Anyway, I hope you enjoy it. The chapters will be added rather slowly, but be patient.</p>
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teen
| null |
2011-10-08T10:44:54+00:00
| 346 |
Rainbow Dash opened her eyes to find that she wasn't in her bed. Instead, she found herself in a complete darkness, unable to see a thing. All she heard was an ominous voice. "Well well. Looks like we finally meet, Rainbow Dash."
"Who are you?! Where am I?! Let me out of here!" She screamed at the top of her lungs, hoping that someone would hear her.
"You foolish filly. You may as well quit wasting your breath. Nopony will be able to save you now. Not even your little hero, Crimson." The voice began to cackle as Rainbow Dash became more and more aggitated.
"What do you mean, hero?! I don't need a hero!" She lashed out, hoping to hit whatever it was that was taunting her, but to no avail.
"Now now. Trying to stop me already? That's not how this game works. I'll tell you your part so you don't get confused. You're about to go and meet your true self. The aim of the game, is to reject it as much as possible." The voice's cackle turned into a maniacal laugh.
"Nice try! Bleeding Heart already told me everything. I know that you're just trying to get me killed!" Her pulse began to rise. Rainbow Dash did not know exactly what would happen, but she refused to let her fear get the best of her.
"Killed is such a nasty way to say it. I see it more as, I'm giving you an opportunity. You see my dear, everypony has a side to them that they don't want to admit to. They live thier lives, hiding who they really are. I'm simply helping you to stop living a lie. Is that so wrong?" The voice grew silent as a vortex slowly opened up beneath Rainbow Dash's feet.
"Of course its wrong! Twilight almost died because of you!" Before she could finish what she was saying, she began to sink into the vortex. "No. Not now. Please, not now. Crimson! Bleeding Heart! Anypony! Help me!"
Crimson and Bleeding Heart were still lost within the darkness. By the time they had found where she was, Rainbow Dash had already been taken to her Shadow's domain. The only one there to greet them, was the mysterious voice that had just sent Rainbow Dash to face her Shadow. "Where is Rainbow Dash!?" Crimson had only one thing on his mind, and was slowly losing his composure because of it.
"You do realise that you're too late to join this game, right? You're going to have to wait until tomorrow if you want to play." The voice cackled again, as if to taunt the two ponies standing in front of it.
"This is not a game. What you are doing is killing innocent ponies. Why are doing all of this?!" Bleeding Heart was infuriated. He couldn't stand to see anyone else suffer.
"Why? Simple. I'm doing this because I find it entertaining. These pathetic ponies aren't worthy of the lives they have, so I'm helping them prove their worth. They either stop living a lie, or they die by the hooves of their Shadow. I give them a chance. Its their fault if they make the wrong choice." The voice went silent once more as another vortex opened up beneath Crimson's feet.
"You will never get away with this. We will save Rainbow Dash!" Crimson noticed he was falling through the vortex, but did not resist it. He knew where it would lead him. He began to lose consciousness as the last of his body fell through.
He woke up in his room, Bleeding Heart looking straight at him. "You know exactly what must be done, don't you Crimson?" Bleeding Heart looked more serious than usual.
"Yes. We need to go and find Twilight first. I promised that she would get to assist us." Crimson climbed out of bed and ran downstairs, Bleeding Heart following him closely. Crimson then grabbed his bag and ran out of the door. Bleeding Heart ran alongside him and they headed for the library at top speed.
Once they arrived, they instantly barged in to find Twilight already wearing her bag. "I'm glad you're here. I saw Rainbow Dash in my dream last night. She was calling out for help, but I couldn't reach her. I assume this means she has been taken."
They both nodded in silence and walked out of the library, Twilight following behind. They then ran back to Crimson's home and as soon as they arrived, went straight into the guest room. They saw Rainbow Dash's circlet laying on the floor, with a colourless vortex floating above it. "Are you ready, Twilight? This is going to be very dangerous. You can still turn back if you want." Crimson asked, still worried about her safety.
"I'm ready. You both saved me. I want to help. If I have a Persona, it means that I need to be there alongside you two." Twilight stood strong, her resolve matching Crimson's. Crimson and Bleeding Heart both nodded and they walked through the vortex.
They arrived in what looked like a giant arena. Twilight felt like she recognised it. "This looks an awful lot like the Cloudiseum, but its so dark. All the clouds are grey. Wait, how are we able to walk on these clouds? We aren't pegasus ponies." Twilight felt like she was going to fall, but was suprised that she didn't move an inch.
"We are in the Shadow's world. Normal physics do not apply here, Twilight. These are not real clouds. They are simply an illusion, created by Rainbow Dash's heart." Bleeding Heart began to walk towards the centre of the Cloudiseum, passing over what looked like nothing but air. Twilight was even more surprised to see Bleeding Heart literally walking on air. "It is as I said. This world has its own physics. This gaping hole in the clouds is merely an illusion."
Crimson followed Bleeding Heart across the clouds and then over the air to the centre of the Cloudiseum. Twilight then slowly walked up to the edge of the clouds. She placed a single hoof over the hole and saw that she really could not fall through. After spending a brief moment to adapt to the world's physics, she walked across the air and joined the others.
"Now, we need to find Rainbow Dash. She is here somewhere." Bleeding Heart, looked up to see a pegasus pony flying above them. "Rainbow Dash! Down here!" He called out to her and she looked down to see the three of them standing there.
She instantly flew down to greet them. "I am so glad to see you guys. I tried flying out of here, but there's something at the top stopping me. Its like I'm trapped. I tried using that vortex that brought me here, but its like something is stopping anything going through it."
"Well, we're here now. I also know what is keeping you here, or rather, who is keeping you here." Bleeding Heart looked around again and soon turned back to the others.
"Wait. What is keeping us here? Is it the same thing that was stopping me from leaving?" Twilight looked really curious and was struggling to understand everything about the world they were in.
"That would be me." A familiar voice could be heard by the four of them. They all looked up at the judge's cloud and saw Rainbow Dash, except this one had bright yellow eyes. "Yeah thats right. Admire me, ponies. You're looking at the number one flier in all of Equestria, Rainbow Dash!"
"Rainbow Dash, stand back. That's your Shadow. Twilight, get next to us now and help us protect her." Bleeding Heart stood in the middle as Crimson and Twilight stood by his side, with Rainbow Dash behind them.
"Aww, what's the matter? Not brave enough to come out and fight me on your own? I thought you were cool, but I guess I was wrong." Her Shadow began taunting her and Rainbow Dash couldn't help but retailiate.
"Did you just say I'm uncool?! Nopony calls me uncool!" She flew above the others, landing in front of them, ready to attack the other Rainbow Dash floating on the cloud in front of her. "I'm the coolest pony in all of Equestria!"
"Exactly. I'm the coolest pony that will ever live. The Wonderbolts are nothing compared to me. I should be the one running the show, not that pathetic Spitfire. As for my friends, who needs them? I don't need those guys slowing me down. If I didn't have those dead weight friends, my life would be so much cooler, not to mention faster. Speed is what its all about, and I'm gonna keep going faster and faster until everypony in Equestria is chanting my name!" Her Shadow began laughing.
Rainbow Dash stood back, confused by what the other Rainbow Dash had just said. "What? Who are you anyway?" She already had a very good idea of who that pony was, but she wanted to hear it straight from her mouth.
"You really are quite clueless aren't you? I'm you, and you're me. I know everything about you, Rainbow Dash, including how you really feel." She smirked, knowing that Rainbow Dash would not be able to last much longer.
"No. Its not true. I would never leave my friends!" Rainbow Dash closed her eyes and looked away, trying to ignore what her Shadow was saying.
"There's no sense trying to lie to me. It won't work. You've been lying to yourself for far too long. You only care about being the coolest and fastest pony in Equestria. Admit it, Rainbow Dash! You don't care about anypony but yourself." The smirk turned into an evil grin. She knew Rainbow Dash was at the end of her tether.
"No! You're..." Before she could finish, Crimson stopped her.
"No, Rainbow Dash! Don't say it!" Crimson was hoping she didn't continue, but he knew his hopes were short lived.
"Its not true guys. I'm not like her. She's not like me." Rainbow Dash was close to tears.
"Please, don't reject her. If you do, it will only make things worse." Bleeding Heart said in an attempt to reason with her.
"Well, Rainbow Dash. What's it gonna be? You gonna admit that I'm you, or are you gonna deny it and let me have some more fun?" She jumped down from the cloud and landed in front of them.
"I can't do it guys. I'm sorry." She turned to face her Shadow once more. "I refuse to believe that you're meant to be me. Its not true. You're... not me!"
At that moment, her Shadow began to laugh. Her form slowly changing as Shadows from all over the Cloudiseum began to merge with her. "This feels good. Thanks Rainbow Dash. I'll repay your rejection, with death!" A dark cloud covered the Shadow as her power started growing more and more.
Rainbow Dash flew back to the others. "I'm guessing this is what you guys wanted me to avoid. Well I'll fight alongside you."
"Oh no you won't." Bleeding Heart said as a dark barrier formed around Rainbow Dash. "You have no way of fighting a Shadow. Without a Persona, you will be killed almost instantly."
"Then why is Twilight here?!" As soon as Rainbow Dash asked that question, Twilight's Persona, Shining Star appeared next to her.
"I am Shining Star, Twilight's Persona. Twilight, are you sure you are prepared to face a Shadow?" She floated next to Twilight, ready to tackle whatever was within that cloud of Shadows.
"I'm ready. I know I can help and I am not letting the gift of a Persona go to waste." Twilight stood strong, focussing on the upcoming battle.
The clouds concealing Rainbow Dash's Shadow vanished. They could now see that her coat was now black, her mane and tail were now red and she was clad in a Shadowbolts uniform. "What do you think of me now!? Much cooler than I used to be! Now its time to get rid of yesterday's news." She looked at the three ponies standing there in front of her and floated up into the air. "I am a Shadow, the true self. I bet you can't keep up with my speed!" As soon as she said that, she vanished and appeared next to Bleeding Heart, kicking him in the side and knocking him into the wall of the Cloudiseum.
"What the...?!" Crimson tried stunning her with his magic, but she instantly vanished again.
She reappeared next to Twilight and tried the same thing again. However, before Twilight was sent flying, Shining Star cast a barrier around her to absorb the blow before it vanished, allowing Twilight to run.
"You guys will never be able to catch me." She vanished once more, appearing on top of the judge's cloud.
Bleeding Heart got up and looked straight up at her. "I won't let myself be beaten by another Shadow!" Two dark vortexes appeared in the ground, causing Shadows to emerge and unite with him. A pair of pitch black wings formed on his back and he rose up into the air. "If you want to play with Shadows, then so will I!" He charged straight at Rainbow Dash's Shadow, who just stood there, smirking. Before Bleeding Heart could make contact, she vanished, leaving him floating in the air, wondering where she went.
She then reappeared next to Bleeding Heart and began to taunt him. "Don't you realise that you're never going to beat me. None of your tricks are even cool enough to touch me, let alone hurt me. You are such a waste of time. I should kill you here and now!" She started to fly around him at great speed, which began to form a tornado. Crimson saw that she was focussed on Bleeding Heart, so he aimed carefully and used his magic to launch a huge fireball straight at her. The fire knocked her back and burned a lot of her uniform. "What a cheap shot. You'll pay for that!" She vanished and reappeared next to Crimson. As she tried to launch him into the wall, he used his magic to teleport over to Twilight.
"Twilight. Shining Star. Listen to me. She may be extremely fast, but I figured out her weakness. She can't focus on all three of us. So when she uses that tornado trick on one of us, the others need to attack her." Twilight nodded, ready to act out Crimson's plan. Crimson then ran towards Bleeding Heart to tell him what the plan was, but he was stopped by Rainbow Dash's Shadow. She appeared in front of him, launched him backwards and then vanished once more.
"You can't get away from me that easily!" She appeared next to Crimson as he lied there on his side. "You're not gonna even try to get up? I should just finish you off!" She started to spin around him, forming a tornado once more.
Twilight saw this as the opportunity to strike, so she ran behind Rainbow Dash's Shadow and called Shining Star over to her. They both concentrated and unleashed a huge beam of light upon her. The force of the magic was so powerful, it knocked her through the wall of the Cloudiseum, leaving a gaping hole in it.
"You think that's enough to stop me?" She climbed back through the hole, her uniform burned to cinders and her coat covered in burn marks and blood. She was about to attack once more, when the real Rainbow Dash shouted out.
"Enough! Stop it now!" She shouted and Bleeding Heart had a feeling he knew what she wanted to do. He walked up to Rainbow Dash and lowered the barrier around her. She then started walking towards her limping Shadow. "Stop the fighting. I have something I need to say." Her Shadow looked up at her, saying nothing at all. "I admit that I feel like the fastest and coolest pony in Equestria. I admit that I sometimes feel like I'm better than the Wonderbolts. I admit that sometimes my friends feel like dead weights, but I won't ever leave them behind. I guess what I'm saying is, you weren't wrong when you said all of those things before. I think I understand things a lot better now. You really are me."
The Shadow in front of her started glowing, the remains of her Shadowbolt uniform vanished into thin air. Her coat changed from pitch black, to a bright yellow. Her mane and tail changed from a deep red to a shining white. She then began to speak. "Rainbow Dash, you have shown the strength of heart required to face oneself. Your courage has unlocked the facade used to face life's hardships. I am Lightning Storm." At that moment, Lightning Storm vanished, a card appearing in her place.
Rainbow Dash picked it up and handed it to Crimson. "What is this thing, Crimson?"
"This is your Persona in the form of the Chariot card." Crimson smiled and handed the card back to her.
"You mean, I have a Persona now, just like Twilight?" She smiled a little. Rainbow Dash was pleased, but something was causing her to feel rather drained.
"Exactly. Now come on. We need to get you out of here. Now that there isn't a Shadow keeping the vortex closed, we can leave this place." Crimson supported her as the four of them started walking back towards the exit. One by one they went through and they arrived back in Crimson's guest room.
After the vortex closed, Rainbow Dash picked up her circlet and held it close to her. "I don't know how to thank you guys. All three of you saved my life."
"You don't need to thank us. Just get some rest. Being in that world for too long without a Persona can really drain you." Crimson helped her into bed and put her circlet on the bedside table.
"I'm glad you're alright, Rainbow Dash. Just do what Crimson says until you've fully recovered." Twilight smiled, while looking at Crimson.
"Today was hard on all of us, but we need to remember that this is far from over. If Crimson and I are correct in our assumptions, Applejack, Rarity, Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy will all be taken into the Shadow's world eventually. We need to keep a close eye on all of them." Bleeding Heart looked out the window for a moment and tried to focus his thoughts.
The others all nodded in agreement. Twilight decided to stay with them until it started getting late. She said her goodbyes and returned to the library. Crimson decided that it would be best if they all went to bed a little early. The two of them left Rainbow Dash to get some rest and went to get some sleep of their own.
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Bleeding Heart
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1292
| 9 |
Adventure,Crossover,Dark
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Path to the Truth
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A sequel to The Blood Red Shadow. Contains elements from Persona 4.
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incomplete
| 2 | 3 |
<p>Those of you that have played Persona 4 will probably enjoy this more than others. This story is not a retelling, but instead it is my own spin on the adventure within the game. It contains elements such as Shadows, Personas, Tarot, and The Velvet Room, but at the same time, it does break away from the story in the sense that the main plot is quite different. After all, the game isn't based around a character with a Shadow following him around instead of a Persona.<br /><br />Anyway, I hope you enjoy it. The chapters will be added rather slowly, but be patient.</p>
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teen
| null |
2011-10-08T10:45:57+00:00
| 335 |
Crimson woke up to find himself in the Velvet Room once again. He looked to his side and found Bleeding Heart looking straight at Igor. Crimson then turned to face the mysterious unicorn as he began to lay out some familiar tarot cards on the table.
"Welcome. Its so nice to see you back here once again. It seems you are another step closer to reaching the truth." Igor smirked as he examined the cards on the table.
"How exactly have we gotten closer?" Bleeding Heart was clearly displeased with Igor's positive disposition. "All we have done is rescue Twilight and Rainbow Dash. How is that progress?"
Igor waved his hoof over the cards on the table. "See for yourself." As the pair of them looked at the cards on the table, they could see that the Chariot card was no longer blank. Instead, it had a clear image of Rainbow Dash on it. "With each Persona that is unlocked, you get closer and closer to the truth. The power of your friendship will be able to release the truth contained within your card."
Crimson moved his head back and looked up at Igor. "So you're saying that if we keep saving our friends, my Persona will eventually become visible?" His head tilted to the side just a little.
Igor smiled and nodded for a brief moment. "That's right. The truth contained in the hearts of your friends is enough to awaken the truth within you. However, they must face their Shadows and conquer their true selves to allow the truth in their hearts to shine. That is why four of the six cards surrounding yours, are still blank." Igor then waved his hoof over the table once more and a small blue key appeared, floating over Crimson's card. A white light enveloped the key as it floated over to Crimson.
He picked it up and examined it. It looked like a normal key, aside from one simple detail. At the end of the key, it was completely plain. No grooves. No teeth. It looked like a blue rod with a key's bow attached to it. "What in Equestria does this key open? Its just a rod." Crimson scratched his head since neither him or Bleeding Heart had any idea what Igor had just given him.
"That is a key for this room." Igor chuckled. "If you focus your energy into that key, a door shall appear. Touch the door with that key, and you will be able to enter the Velvet Room whenever you wish." Igor smiled as both Crimson and Bleeding Heart began to feel faint. "This is the last time I will call you here. From now on, you will enter this room when you wish to. Farewell."
The pair of them soon fell unconscious and Crimson woke up in his bed as usual. He walked downstairs to see Bleeding Heart sitting in the living room, laying out tarot cards on the table in front of him. "Performing a reading?" Crimson walked over and sat down opposite him.
"You could say that. I'm trying to use the cards to find out who will be the next one to be captured." He concentrated and turned over another card, which made him think for a brief moment. "The Queen of Pentacles. It represents a mare with a generous nature that is socially poised and often wears very regal clothing." They both looked at each other, smiled and nodded.
"Its Rarity isn't it?" Crimson sighed. He was happy that the cards were so informative, but wasn't too cheerful about having another of his friends taken into the Shadow's world.
"Well as long as these cards are correct, it looks that way." Bleeding Heart packed the cards away and put them back in the wooden box next to him.
"They couldn't be wrong. The cards were far too accurate. We need to make sure Rarity is safe." Crimson said as he used his magic to lift up the box and put it on the bookshelf next to the stairs. As he did, he could see Rainbow Dash, walking downstairs. "Rainbow Dash. Shouldn't you still be in bed? I told you to rest."
"I'm not even tired! If you guys are gonna go and find Rarity, then I'm coming too!" She was far too adamant for Crimson to even try and say no.
"Fine, but no flying. You need to take it easy. We only just rescued you, so Rarity should still be around." Crimson knew she wouldn't let him refuse. He decided that it would be okay, since they weren't going to do anything dangerous. The fact that she could even stand up impressed him, especially since she was only saved yesterday.
"No problem. I just don't wanna be stuck in bed all day. Talk about boring. So, when are we gonna go?" Rainbow Dash sat down next to Crimson.
"Why don't we have some breakfast first? We'll go straight after that." Crimson got up and walked into the kitchen, coming back after a few minutes with three plates of daisy salad sandwiches. "Here you go, you two." he said as he placed the plates down on the table, before sitting down next to Rainbow Dash.
The three of them ate their sandwiches and as soon as they were done eating, they head out towards the Carousel Boutique. The walk there was fairly quiet. The three of them were all focussed on getting to Rarity. When they arrived, Crimson walked in. Rarity heard the bell above the door as it sounded. "Just a minute." She called out to them before walking out of the back room, wearing her signature red glasses. "Crimson, darling. How lovely it is to see you and your, twin?"
"She doesn't know yet?" Rainbow Dash whispered to Crimson, to which he responded by lightly shaking his head.
Bleeding Heart then stood forward. "I am not Crimson's twin. Do you remember, when Crimson showed you his journal?" She nodded and allowed him to continue. "Well, the contents of that journal allowed me to manifest. To put it simply, I am Crimson's Shadow. I am another side to him. My name, is Bleeding Heart."
"Well that explains a few things. However, there are still two things I am wondering right now. Firstly, why does Rainbow Dash seem so exhausted this early in the morning? Secondly, why are you here? I'm rather busy on a project and I need to..."
"Rarity!" Crimson shouted, silencing rarity so Bleeding Heart could continue.
"Rainbow Dash is exhausted because she recently encountered her own Shadow. As for why we are here. We are here to warn you." Bleeding Heart walked a little closer to Rarity. "You are in danger of being taken to face your Shadow. It has happened to Twilight and Rainbow Dash already."
"What? You can't possibly be serious. Why would something like that happen to me? Who would do that?" Rarity was very confused. She didn't completely believe what they were saying, but was still afraid of what might happen.
Crimson continued the explanation. "We are not sure who is doing it as of yet, but they are capturing each of you and they claim it is because they enjoy it. Don't worry. When you are taken into the Shadow's world, we will save you."
Rainbow Dash then took over for Crimson. "They're telling the truth, Rarity. It already happened to me, like they said. Just stay calm. We promise that we'll help you when the time comes."
"Alright. I trust you. Do you know when exactly I'm going to be ponynapped? I want to at least prepare for it. After all, I can't go anywhere without the right accessories to make me look..."
"Rarity!" Crimson shouted once more. Rarity glared at him for a moment. "We don't know exactly when you'll be taken, but we do know its likely to occur within the next seven days."
"Thank you, my dear. Well, if that's all you needed to tell me, I must get back to my work. These dresses need to be finished by tomorrow night. See you all again soon." She turned around and walked back to her work room, closing the door behind her.
The three of them walked out and started heading back to Crimson's home. There was no point disturbing Rarity when she was busy working. Crimson was surprised that she spared even a minute of her time. Once they got back, they spent the rest of the afternoon relaxing. Bleeding Heart decided to try and read the tarot cards again. Rainbow Dash was out in the garden, trying to get her strength back with some well needed exercise. Crimson was up in his study, watching over Rainbow Dash while at the same time, reading through one of his divination books.
Time went by as usual. Rainbow Dash kept up her training to get back to her old, energetic self. Three days later, Twilight came to see the three of them. They all decided to head up to the study, so they could plan their next move. They walked inside and sat down at the table in the centre of the room.
"Do you three know who the next pony is going to be?" Twilight asked, not knowing of the events that took place three days before.
"Well we are not one hundred percent certain, but we have reason to believe that it is Rarity." Crimson answered her, before Bleeding Heart motioned that he wished to say something in addition.
"Before you ask, we have already approached Rarity and informed her of the situation. She knows that we are going to save her as soon as we know she has been taken into the Shadow's world." Bleeding Heart then got up and walked towards the window. "We still do not know who it is we are dealing with. We assume that it is a Shadow, but we cannot be certain of who's Shadow it is. We also do not know when anypony will be ponynapped. There is not a lot of information we have to go on, but I feel that we can overcome this."
"Of course we can!" Rainbow Dash stood up and slammed her hooves on the table. "No Shadow is gonna stop us from saving our friends! We're gonna save all of 'em! Who's with me?"
"Calm down, Rainbow Dash." Twilight sighed and waved her hoof, signalling Rainbow Dash to sit back down. After she retook her seat, Twilight continued. "I think it is possible for us to achieve our goal of saving our friends, despite these unfair limitations that have been placed on us. As long as we act quickly, we should be successful." She looked at Crimson with a confident smile on her face.
"Twilight is right. We just need to keep acting as quickly as before. Not to mention, there are four of us now. Things can only get better from now on." Crimson smiled back at Twilight and then turned to Bleeding Heart.
"I wouldn't be so sure. Do not forget that there are still four other ponies that have yet to be taken into the Shadow's world. This is only the beginning. I can tell." Bleeding Heart turned away from the window and faced the others. "Eventually we will have to confront the one behind all this. When that time comes, you will all need to be ready, so I must ask you this. Will you fight through to the end? Will you risk your lives to save the lives of your friends and possibly everypony else in Ponyville?" Bleeding Heart looked at each of them, waiting for their answers.
"I'll do whatever it takes!" Rainbow Dash said as she stood up, full of confidence.
"If its to save my friends, I'll do anything." Twilight said as she too stood up.
"You should already know my answer. I'm in this for the long haul. I have truths to find and ponies to save." Crimson got to his feet and stood next to Bleeding Heart. "From this point on, we need to stay strong. As a team, we can save the others. For now, we must wait for Rarity's capture. As soon as it happens, we will all need to act quickly."
The others nodded in response and then they concluded their meeting. After getting back downstairs, Twilight decided to head back to the library for some dinner and evening studies. After she left, Crimson, Bleeding Heart and Rainbow Dash decided to have some dinner of their own. After having some fresh tomato soup, they spent the rest of the evening doing a range of things to keep their minds occupied. Eventually as night came, the three of them agreed on getting some sleep. They went up to their rooms and went to bed.
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Bleeding Heart
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1292
| 10 |
Adventure,Crossover,Dark
|
Path to the Truth
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A sequel to The Blood Red Shadow. Contains elements from Persona 4.
|
incomplete
| 2 | 3 |
<p>Those of you that have played Persona 4 will probably enjoy this more than others. This story is not a retelling, but instead it is my own spin on the adventure within the game. It contains elements such as Shadows, Personas, Tarot, and The Velvet Room, but at the same time, it does break away from the story in the sense that the main plot is quite different. After all, the game isn't based around a character with a Shadow following him around instead of a Persona.<br /><br />Anyway, I hope you enjoy it. The chapters will be added rather slowly, but be patient.</p>
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teen
| null |
2011-10-08T10:46:41+00:00
| 463 |
Rarity had completely forgotten about the advice the others had given her. She was too focussed on her dresses. It had been six days since they had visited her with that warning. That night, she put down her red glasses, locked up her back room and went to bed. She expected to wake up in her bed, so she could resume her dress making. Instead, she woke up in complete darkness, a loud cackle echoing all around her.
"Where am I? What's going on? Somepony help me!" Rarity screamed. She had completely forgotten that this would happen to her. As she tried to figure out where she was, she could feel something was standing in front of her. She just didn't know what it was.
"Oh Rarity, such noise isn't becoming of a mare like you now is it?" The voice chuckled. He enjoyed tormenting ponies and he felt that Rarity was an easy target.
"How dare you! I am a sophisticated mare and I expect to be treated as such." She glared at whatever was in front of her, which only made it chuckle even louder.
"You honestly think that, don't you? That you're the perfect lady. So well-mannered. So poised. So generous. Well you'll soon have to face the cold hard truth. I think I'm going to enjoy this." He stopped laughing as a vortex opened up beneath Rarity's hooves.
She started to feel herself sinking and screamed, only for her mouth to be covered by a phantasmal hoof. "No need to scream. Everything will be alright, after you face your true self. That is, if you survive." He laughed manaically as the last of Rarity's body sank through the vortex, sending her to her own Shadow's domain.
Crimson and Bleeding Heart finally managed to arrive, but all they were greeted by, was the same entity that had welcomed them twice before. "You two really enjoy being late, don't you?" The mysterious creature began to float in circles around the pair of them.
"That's not important. Tell us what you did with Rarity!" Crimson shouted out, not knowing what direction to look in.
"Seriously? Are you that dense?" He laughed at Crimson, trying to cause him to lash out. "Surely you know what I did. I simply led Rarity to her Shadow. She's now going to encounter the truth within that heart of her's. Maybe she'll live. Maybe not."
"How can you be entertained by this?! You're nothing but a monster!" Bleeding Heart shouted. Even he was beginning to lose his composure.
"A monster? Well perhaps I am, but what does that make you, Bleeding Heart? Have you not yet considered who I am?"
"I know you're a Shadow, but that doesn't mean you're anything like me. I'm not a cold-hearted psychopath. Not anymore." He stood strong, not wanting to let the Shadow in front of him bring him down.
"Oh, if only you knew the truth." He laughed again and another vortex opened up in the floor.
The pair of them began to fall through, not bothering to resist anymore. They knew that he had information, but wasn't going to tell them that easily. The two of them lost consciousness as the last of their bodies passed through the vortex.
Crimson woke up to see his room empty. He climbed out of bed and went to go and look for Bleeding Heart. Walking down the hallway, he heard a noise coming from the study. It sounded like the rustling of a page. He opened the door to see Bleeding Heart looking through the journal. "Why are you looking in there?"
Bleeding Heart did not move and continued looking through the pages of memories. "There's something about what he said to us. If we only knew the truth. I have a feeling, I know what he meant, but the answer must lie in here somewhere." He continued to flick through the pages, looking for any possible answer, only to find nothing that stood out.
"That isn't important right now. We need to go and save Rarity!" Crimson smacked him round the face with the journal, trying to knock some sense into him. "Now come on. Lets wake up Rainbow Dash, find Twilight and get over to the Carousel Boutique as soon as we can."
Bleeding Heart stood up and walked out the door, Crimson walking behind him. "You're right, Crimson. Lets go!" He knocked on the guest bedroom door only to see Rainbow Dash charge out of it.
"You heard Rarity in your dream too? Come on. She's in danger!" She flew downstairs and waited by the front door. The pair of them nodded at each other and followed her downstairs.
Once they all knew what the plan was, they ran to Twilight's library. After a few minutes of running, they arrived at the door, only to see a note written on it, addressed to Crimson. He looked at it and read it out loud. "Went to Carousel Boutique. Meet me there." The three of them didn't waste any time and continued running to the Carousel Boutique.
As soon as they arrived, they saw that the door was wide open, they ran in and found Twilight standing there. "I'm glad you're here. I assume you all had the same dream as I did." The three of them nodded and let her continue. "Well I got here about fifteen minutes ago and found the vortex. Its in Rarity's back room." Twilight then led them into the back room and found the vortex in the middle of the floor. It was coming out of Rarity's glasses, much like what happened with Rainbow Dash's circlet.
Crimson stood out in front of the other three, facing them with his back to the vortex. "Are you all ready for this? We don't know what to expect, so we need to all be willing to face whatever we find." The others nodded and with that, Crimson turned to face the vortex, slowly passing through it. The others then followed along behind him.
They arrived in what looked like a large fashion studio. The entrance behind them was sealed, much like before. They looked around to see that there were mannequins placed all around the edges of the room. In front of them stood a large runway and at the back two deep red curtains were drawn, hiding what was behind it. At the end of the runway, a white unicorn was sitting down, holding her head in her hooves.
"Rarity!" Twilight called out to her and ran up to see if she was alright, the others following a moment later.
"Twilight! Please, get me out of this horrible place. I'm hearing voices and its starting to get very frightening." She held onto Twilight as another voice could be heard around them.
"Oh look. More ponies here to serve me. This pleases me so." The curtains started to divide to reveal another Rarity, with bright yellow eyes, sitting down on what looked like a jewel encrusted throne. "So, which one of you wants to serve me first?" She cackled and stared at Crimson. "You look like an obedient little colt. Get over here and massage my hooves."
"Not gonna happen. We're here to get rid of you, not cater to your every whim." Crimson glared at her, standing his ground.
"You mean you don't want to serve me? Even after all I did for you!? I give you all so much, yet I never recieve anything in return. You are all so greedy. When will you ever learn how important it is to give and take. I've given, so its time for me to take back what I deserve! Isn't that right, me?" She smirked and stared at Rarity, who was now avoiding eye contact with her Shadow.
"No. Its not. I'm not like that. I don't feel that way at all. Its not right for a mare like me to be so greedy. I would never treat my friends like common slaves!" Rarity stood up, looking at each of her friends, to find that their attention was focussed on her Shadow.
"Oh? Well what about Rainbow Dash? You force her to wear your dresses even though you know how much she hates it. You're me. Accept it. You're not a Canterlot lady. You're just a Ponyville commoner who can't accept her lifestyle." She laughed, while still sat upon her throne, looking down at the five of them.
"No! None of that is true! You are nothing like me and you never will be!" Rarity stood back as the imitation of her began to change.
"Oh you are going to regret those words, you pathetic mare." Shadows began to surround and merge with her. While she was transforming, Bleeding Heart moved Rarity back and created a barrier around her. Rarity nodded, putting her trust in them completely.
The darkness surrounding Rarity's Shadow began to fade, revealing the effects of the transformation. Although her coat had not changed, her mane and tail had grown longer, became straight instead of curled and had also changed from purple to black. The most notable change was the huge black dress that now enveloped her body. She remained sat on her throne as if she didn't wish to fight, but her facial expression showed differently.
"I am a Shadow, the true self. You will all bow down to me, or die in resistance!" She waved her hoof as a taunt, to which Rainbow Dash immediately responded.
"I'm not gonna bow down to a Shadow like you!" She charged straight at Rarity, only to be stopped by a wall of mannequins that appeared around her, which caused her to stop for a moment. In that split second while Rainbow Dash had her guard down, one of the mannequins knocked her back a fair distance and she hit the ground with a thud in front of the others.
Rarity's Shadow laughed. "Did you honestly think I would let an unsophisticated mare like you get anywhere near my beautiful dress? You troublesome foals! Lets see what you do now!" The mannequins moved almost instantly and surrounded the four of them, each ready to attack. "You hit them, and they will hit you twice as hard. Good luck getting to me." She laughed maniacally as she watched the battle unfold.
"No more pain. I've had enough! I'm not letting anypony else suffer because of me!" Bleeding Heart's horn began to glow and all of the mannequins all flew back and smashed against the wall, breaking into several pieces. "If you want to fight, do it on your own!" He stared at the Shadow who stood up from her throne.
"A lady never fights. She always has somepony fight for her. Now you get to meet your opponent." Her horn began to glow as the mannequin pieces all floated towards her and began to merge together with surrounding Shadows, forming a large pony statue, covered in steel armour. The statue then began to move its head and looked down at them.
"What in Equestria is that?!" Twilight shouted as Shining Star appeared next to her.
"It is essentially a giant Shadow. We will not be able to defeat it by normal means." Shining Star looked up at the giant statue.
"How do we beat it then?! If its too strong, then what are we gonna do?" Rainbow Dash looked at Shining Star, only to have Crimson speak up with the answer instead.
"Its not gonna be easy, but I know how to stop it. Look at Rarity's Shadow. Her horn is glowing which means she is making it move using her magic. If we can stop her, we stop the statue." Crimson turned to the others and they all nodded in approval.
Suddenly, they heard the statue move as it attempted to crush them with one of its hooves. They all leaped out of the way, which left a huge hole in the ground. Lightning Storm then appeared next to Rainbow Dash. "Come on Rainbow Dash! Lets keep that big bully busy!" The pair of them flew up and began circling around the giant statue, which began to capture its attention.
The others began to rush towards Rarity's Shadow, but before they could reach her, the statue moved one of its back hooves and kicked them all towards the wall. Crimson stood up and shook his head. "Looks like that statue can divide its attention. We won't be able to trick them that way."
Twilight then got up and whispered something to Shining Star. She then approached Crimson and Bleeding Heart. "I have an idea. Just wait for our signal. You'll know what to do." She smiled and ran towards the statue, Shining Star next to her.
Bleeding Heart and Crimson both stood there and watched as the two of them ran to either side of the statue and began to use their magic to attack it. They both wondered what they were planning. After all, Shining Star had said that attacking the statue would be useless. The statue began to attack the pair of them, however Twilight and Shining Star were easily dodging the attacks. When Rainbow Dash and Lightning Storm saw an opening, they also followed suit and attacked, redirecting the statue's attention once more.
"I think I get it now. I know what they were planning and I know what we're meant to do." Crimson smiled and looked at Bleeding Heart, who returned the smile with one of his own. They both stood there, waiting for Twilight's signal. After a little while, Twilight stood back and used her magic to create a giant flash, which blinded both the statue and Rarity's Shadow. Bleeding Heart realised that the flash was the signal and started running towards the blind Shadow. Crimson also started charging at her and the collision caused Rarity's Shadow to be sent flying towards her throne. She smashed into it so quickly, that the throne was knocked over, leaving Rarity's Shadow unconscious and unable to control the statue. Without her magic to animate it, the statue then began to break down and fall to the ground, shattering upon impact.
Rainbow Dash and Lightning Storm both floated down to the ground. "Is it over?" Rainbow Dashed asked, looking at the remains of the statue that almost killed them.
"Not just yet." Bleeding Heart said as he lowered the barrier around Rarity. He walked up to Rarity and led her to the collapsed throne. Her Shadow then woke up and slowly got up, revealing her mane had turned back to its original state and her dress had been badly torn. "You have to accept her, Rarity. Its the only way."
Rarity looked at the Shadow standing in front of her. She didn't want to accept it, but she knew that Bleeding Heart was right. It truly was the only way. "I guess my generous nature does sometimes make me feel a little underappreciated. Sometimes I do wish that somepony, anypony would give me a little something back. I can't really deny that I sometimes feel this way, but I wouldn't ever be as forceful as that. So, what I'm saying is, you really are me, despite the gothic fashion sense."
At that moment, the Shadow in front of her began to change. Her torn, black dress began to change into a white, elegant ball gown. A diamond then appeared on her head, which then transformed into a golden tiara which was encrusted with various jewels. She then began to speak to Rarity. "Rarity, you have shown the strength of heart required to face oneself. You have unlocked the facade used to overcome life's hardships. I am Queen Diamond." She then began to glow and then vanished, a card appearing in her place.
Rarity picked it up and handed it to Crimson. "Is this, for me?" She asked curiously as she looked at him.
"Yes. This card, the Empress, contains the Persona that you just obtained. You managed to face yourself and conquer your Shadow, just like the rest of us." He handed the card back to her, as they proceeded to walk towards the vortex that would take them home.
When they arrived in the Carousel Boutique, the vortex behind them closed and Rarity picked up her glasses. "I'm sorry I put you all in such danger. I shouldn't have rejected who I really am. Can you ever forgive me.
The four of them nodded and then Crimson spoke up. "Its not surprising that you rejected it. Nopony wants to accept their Shadow. We all have things we want to hide away. I'm just glad we were there to save you."
"Exactly. You're our friend, Rarity. We would do anything to help you. After all, you always do the same for us." Twilight smiled and looked at Rainbow Dash, who was looking down at the floor. Twilight gave her a little nudge to encourage her to say something.
"Yeah, Rarity. We may have our fights, but we're still friends. I'm not gonna let some nasty Shadow take one of my friends away." She looked back at Twilight, who gave her a gentle nod.
"Well, Rarity. I think its time you got some rest. I expect you to avoid doing anything strenuous for a few days. That includes making your dresses." Bleeding Heart stood forward.
"What? You can't be serious, darling. I need to keep making my dresses. Its my job after all." Rarity felt a little weak, but wasn't too willing to give up work, even for a few days.
"Well for now, the Carousel Boutique is closed. I'm serious, Rarity. I can see that you're struggling to even stand up. Come on, lets get you to bed so you can rest up." Bleeding Heart, along with the others, led Rarity to her bedroom. They helped her into bed and then Bleeding Heart turned to Twilight. "Twilight, can you make sure that Rarity gets her rest? We can't take any chances."
"Of course. Spike can watch the library for a few days. Would you mind letting him know on your way back?" She sat down beside Rarity and smiled. The three of them walked out of the Carousel Boutique and headed towards the library.
After delivering Spike the message to keep an eye on the library, Crimson, Bleeding Heart and Rainbow Dash returned to Crimson's home once more. Since she didn't need to stay there anymore, Rainbow Dash packed her things and went back home to Cloudsdale. Crimson decided that it would be a wise idea to get some extra sleep tonight, so he went up to his bedroom and climbed into his bed, falling asleep almost instantly.
Bleeding Heart however had other plans. He returned to the study and began to read through the journal again, analysing every single word and continued to read all night long.
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Sweet Insanity
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...And no-one knew what under lie...But Pinkie Pie...The spastic baker of Sweet Street....!
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<p>Sebastian Cornelius Cooper, a rabbit from Terra City, Italy, Is spending some time in Ponyville with his good friends AppleJack, Princess Celestia, FlutterShy, Princess Luna, Pinkie Pie, RainbowDash, Rarity, and Twilight Sparkle.</p><p>On his way to meet up with RainbowDash (the two planning to meet with Pinkie at Sugarcube Corner) he notices something..</p><p>Something missing...</p><p>Somebody missing...or should we say: somepony.</p><p>A/N: This is my first attempt at a fanfic that deals directly with MLP, and actually set in Equestria. In one of my previous works, I mentioned a name or two, but that was really it. The character Sebastian is an OC (one of many, but the only one used in this story). He is a very "special" anthro, and to better understand his character, feel free to check him out at <a href="http://heroesofterra.weebly.com/" rel="nofollow">http://heroesofterra.weebly.com/</a>.<br/>You can also read about him and any of my/our other OC's in our soon to be made blog posts.<br/>Enjoy the tale! :)<br/>Opening lyrics do not belong to me, but rather to MangaTurtle. He's a genius.<br/>~John</p>
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2011-10-08T19:22:36+00:00
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2011-10-08T19:22:36+00:00
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Sweet Insanity
By: John Keith Bone
*Attend the tale of Pinkie Pie… Her mane was pink, her movement spry… She baked for the ponies of Ponyville with never an upset, that is until… She trot a path that few would try… Did Pinkie Pie... The spastic baker of Sweet Street… She kept a shop in Ponyville… Where all the ponies had their fill… And what if they could tell the tale of all those who went missing to make all the sales…? For Pinkie… For Pinkie Pie… The spastic baker of Sweet Street… Raise your hacksaw high, Pinkie, hold it to the sky! Slowly does the life flow from their shining eyes… Her room was bright, her things were grand… She threw the best parties in the land… With bright balloons and streamers galore, with games and prizes and so much in store… And no-one knew what under lie… But Pinkie Pie… The spastic baker of Sweet Street… Enthusiastic, Pinkie was, bright and happy and gay she was under the store, back of the room, looked like a party but felt like tomb. Pinkie giggled and Pinkie laughed, nobody suspected a macabre plan… Pinkie was smooth; Pinkie was subtle, draw your number and rest all your troubles. Pinkie was smooth; Pinkie was subtle, draw your number and rest all your troubles. Pinkie was smooth; Pinkie was subtle, draw your number and rest all your troubles. Pinkie, Pinkie, Pinkie, Pinkie! PINKIE!!!!!! Attend the tale of Pinkie Pie, attend the tale of Pinkie Pie. Or stick a cupcake in your eye, or stick a cupcake in your eye. What happens now, well that’s the tale, and everyone’s waiting, so we might as well… See Pinkie… See Pinkie Pie… the spastic baker of Sweet-….! STREET…!!
*Sang to the tune of The Ballad of Sweeny Todd by Stephen Soundheim
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Apple Bloom,Original Character,Pinkie Pie,Rainbow Dash,Adventure,Dark,Tragedy,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Gore
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...And no-one knew what under lie...But Pinkie Pie...The spastic baker of Sweet Street....!
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complete
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<p>Sebastian Cornelius Cooper, a rabbit from Terra City, Italy, Is spending some time in Ponyville with his good friends AppleJack, Princess Celestia, FlutterShy, Princess Luna, Pinkie Pie, RainbowDash, Rarity, and Twilight Sparkle.</p><p>On his way to meet up with RainbowDash (the two planning to meet with Pinkie at Sugarcube Corner) he notices something..</p><p>Something missing...</p><p>Somebody missing...or should we say: somepony.</p><p>A/N: This is my first attempt at a fanfic that deals directly with MLP, and actually set in Equestria. In one of my previous works, I mentioned a name or two, but that was really it. The character Sebastian is an OC (one of many, but the only one used in this story). He is a very "special" anthro, and to better understand his character, feel free to check him out at <a href="http://heroesofterra.weebly.com/" rel="nofollow">http://heroesofterra.weebly.com/</a>.<br/>You can also read about him and any of my/our other OC's in our soon to be made blog posts.<br/>Enjoy the tale! :)<br/>Opening lyrics do not belong to me, but rather to MangaTurtle. He's a genius.<br/>~John</p>
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mature
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2012-01-20T16:17:26+00:00
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2012-01-20T16:17:26+00:00
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The day started like any other in Ponyville. The sun was shining, the air was crisp and fresh. I strode down the sidewalk with a wide grin plastered upon my face. I loved this town! The friendly ponies and all their cheer made me sometimes forget the bandages on my face. The scar that was my eye. They accepted me for who I was. I –Sebastian Cornelius Cooper- was loved here. In the few weeks I had actually taken residence in this wonderful town, I had made a few friends. Six, to be exact. One of whom I was actually on my way to see. My gaze was fixed upward, for the pony I was in search of actually lived on a cloud! Upon reaching the spot said to be below the cluster, a small, hand-operated dumbwaiter of sorts lied in wait for any Earth-bound creature to gain access to the wonderful home above. “Wonderful”, come to think of it, was not at all a strong enough term to even begin to describe the place! It had a very Roman or Greek feel, with an archway leading into a lawn of cumulus of the purest of white. In a small corner lied a pond, but not one of water. The concept always intrigued me… How was it that only in Equestria were rainbows a liquid, able to be suspended in midair? No amount of analytical staring I could do, however, could distract me from the sheer beauty of the thing! The way the falls cascaded so perfectly… How the mist produced was so vivid and multi-colored… To top off how incredible this Coliseum in the sky was, the way the cloud melded and contoured to the bottoms of my shoes was almost heavenly! It was like walking on marshmallows! A silken chord hung from a bell mere paces from the door. I reached up happily and gave it three solid tugs, sending out the gong-like tones, but alas, no answer came.
“RainbowDash!?” I called, cupping a hand at the side of my mouth to project further.
Still no answer…
Well, that’s certainly strange… Dash told me to come here… Why would she invite me over, then not be here when I show up?
My brow furrowed as I sat in pensive silence, tapping my lip with my index all the while.
The answer struck me suddenly.
Oh! She wanted me to come over, then we’d go down to Sugar Cube Corner together and help Pinkie with her stuff! She must have gone ahead. Better get down there quick before they start without me.
The trek to the Corner was not a long one, but when I went inside, the place seemed abandoned. It was a typical bakery. Beautifully crafted cupcakes, candies, and pies lined the clean display cases, but something was off… In a place as cheery as this, and certainly one that dealt in baked goods should not have had the kind of heavy silence that hung in the atmosphere then. Something was wrong. Very wrong. My hand stopped just before touching the knob. The icy air made the fur on the back of my neck stand on end. It was just too unsettling… With a violent turn, I tore my bandage from my eye and began to search the tiny store.
“Pinkie Pie? Rainbow Dash? Are you guys here!?” I called to no response.
The place was truly empty. No. No, it wasn’t. It couldn’t have been. The air in this place spoke of calamity… Of… Evil… After prowling through the glossy parlor for the fourth time, I finally decided to go behind the counter. Nothing, once more. Just a candy-themed cash register and a pale white two-way door. A peek through the door revealed an empty kitchen as well. With a sigh, my gaze drifted downward, where a small imperfection in the hardwood caught my eye. A seam like that could have only been made by a person. A trap-door, maybe…?
I ran my fingers along the line until I found a large depression. Large enough for a hoof… I then lifted the planks and was immediately blasted by freezing air. It was so cold, one could have mistaken it for a meat locker. An unintelligible phrase echoed off the walls, beckoning me forth…
The staircase was dark, and I was unable to find a light switch, so I let the light from the store above light my way. The staircase seemed a bit neglected. The concrete was cracked and stained with orange in several places. Upon reaching the bottom, it struck me how strong the air smelled of antiseptic and bleach. A clean area…? Why? A clinking sound startled me, causing me to stop dead in my tracks, my eyes darting from right to left and back again. A light on the wall opposite me began to spread. There was a door around the corner from me and someone was coming out! Out of panic, I toe-hopped to the wall to my right and placed my back to it, dropping to a crouch. A small voice sounded as the light spread further.
“Do this, do that. Sheesh. Why can’t she clean ‘er own tools?”
I knew that voice… As I stood and turned the corner, I was met with the face of a young blank-flanked filly with wonderfully red hair and a cute little bow to tie it back.
“Hey there, Apple Bloom.” I greeted happily.
The filly looked up at me with a look of surprise.
“Oh. Hah there, Sebas-chun. What’re you doin’ here?” she asked in her adorable southern drawl.
“I’m looking for Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie. Have you seen them?”
Something was most defiantly strange about Apple Bloom… The look in her eyes was not one of a small child on some adventure, exploring whatever it was that lied beneath the Corner. No, she knew this place, and knew it well.
“Oh, ah’ve seen ‘em. But, uh… They’re busy! Yeah, busy! Why don’t you come and play with me?” she asked, giving me a look I was too familiar with. She used the same innocent, wide-eyed look to convince Twilight Sparkle to stay for brunch.
“Apple Bloom... What are you doing down here…? What’s going on?” I asked in a firm tone.
The cute look dissipated in an instant, being replaced by an angry grimace.
“Look, you shouldn’t be here, bunny boy!” she snapped.
I cocked my head back in surprise. She just snapped at me!
“Apple Bloom-”
My words were cut short by a furious filly pouncing on my chest with an angry roar. The wind left me with a loud “Oof!”. The little girl I knew was gone… This wasn’t Apple Bloom! With a smile of a madman, she threw her head back, then forward again into my muzzle, bringing forth a massive “CRACK!” and a spurt of blood. I cried out and threw an arm to knock her off of me, which she grabbed and yanked toward her and embraced my head, sinking her teeth into my right cheek and tore away a sizable chunk of flesh. With another anguished cry, I blindly threw my other hand at her, catching her in the chest and rocketing her off of me into the wall. Her recovery was quick.
“Now tah prove to Mistress Pinkie that ah’m werthy tah help ‘er…” Apple Bloom assured herself, taking a low stance, chewing on the patch of my cheek contentedly.
“Apple Bloom, you don’t have to do this! You’re better than this! You’re not a killer!” I pleaded as I staggered back to my feet, holding the gaping hole in my cheek. The blood was already seeping between my fingers and sliding down my arms.
She’s fast and means to kill… What option do I have!? I reasoned to myself as she leaped forward once again for another bite. Banking hard to my left, I threw a hard kick, catching my small assailant in the gut. She flew a solid five feet back toward the door and rolled backward back to her feet. With another furious roar, she bucked the door she came through shut and charged forward, absolute Hell-fury in her eyes. This was it! I took my hand away from my wound and caught her by the throat, swinging my body to the left and forced her against the wall. Her hooves quickly found my wrist and began pulling, thrashing… Her legs kicked about blindly for a moment before she realized her position. It took only a moment before I too saw her intent. Just as she threw the aimed shot, I caught it with my free hand and brought her to face the ceiling. With a hard drop, my knee met her spine as hard as I was able to manage. I felt the poor thing’s spine break with a most disgusting crack. A scream caught in her throat, never to be let out, and she went limp in my grasp.
I stood there for several moments heaving deep breaths in an attempt to calm myself down. My face sang with pain and the sensation of blood pouring down my neck, slickening my fur. I had just killed my dearest Apple Bloom… The younger sister of one of my best friends… The realization was too much. It didn’t take me long to crumble beneath it and begin sobbing.
Pull yourself together, Cooper! You don’t have time to cry! Rainbow Dash is in trouble! GET UP!!! I scolded myself before standing once more.
“I’m coming, Dash.”
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...And no-one knew what under lie...But Pinkie Pie...The spastic baker of Sweet Street....!
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<p>Sebastian Cornelius Cooper, a rabbit from Terra City, Italy, Is spending some time in Ponyville with his good friends AppleJack, Princess Celestia, FlutterShy, Princess Luna, Pinkie Pie, RainbowDash, Rarity, and Twilight Sparkle.</p><p>On his way to meet up with RainbowDash (the two planning to meet with Pinkie at Sugarcube Corner) he notices something..</p><p>Something missing...</p><p>Somebody missing...or should we say: somepony.</p><p>A/N: This is my first attempt at a fanfic that deals directly with MLP, and actually set in Equestria. In one of my previous works, I mentioned a name or two, but that was really it. The character Sebastian is an OC (one of many, but the only one used in this story). He is a very "special" anthro, and to better understand his character, feel free to check him out at <a href="http://heroesofterra.weebly.com/" rel="nofollow">http://heroesofterra.weebly.com/</a>.<br/>You can also read about him and any of my/our other OC's in our soon to be made blog posts.<br/>Enjoy the tale! :)<br/>Opening lyrics do not belong to me, but rather to MangaTurtle. He's a genius.<br/>~John</p>
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2012-01-20T16:18:19+00:00
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2012-01-20T16:18:19+00:00
| 393 |
The room Apple Bloom came from was in fact a meat locker, but these were no normal cuts of meat. They weren’t shaped like cows.
No… Far too small… Too lean… Oh my God...
“Ponies…” my voice came as a whisper.
Pinkie Pie did this? My mind began racing with images of Pinkie slicing into a living pony… No, no… That’s impossible! Pinkie could never do something so terrible! Not to anything or any pony! Then again… I played my fingers over the throbbing hole in my cheek. The blood was beginning to freeze in the frigid air of the locker. Apple Bloom did just try to kill me… Maybe it’s not impossible. “Mistress Pinkie”… Were they master and slave? Partners of some kind? Maybe Pinkie was teaching Bloom…
With a sigh and a shake to clear my head, I began pushing my way through the frozen corpses. For a place so cold, it really reeked down there… Maybe there was a fresh entry… A very recent one… I had to hurry.
After forcing the next door open, my still-bleeding nose crinkled at the stench. Iron, urine, and an orchestra of other ungodly scents filled the air.
“I just wanna go home.” A groggy, sickly voice mumbled.
I knew that voice as well…
Rainbow Dash!
“But you can’t, silly! I need you for the harvesting.” A bright, cheery reply came.
Pinkie Pie…
A quick glance to my right sent my gut lurching. A table made of bleached bone stood with skinned corpses in the seats, gripping grails. Their faces had been stitched up into permanent, twisted smiles and their eyes held open in a similar manner. On the backs of the chairs were organs, filled with helium like party balloons… A banner hung on the opposite wall made of dried hide, a message scrawled in blood. “Life’s a party”…
This is defiantly Pinkie Pie’s realm… But this isn’t my Pinkie… This is no party…
Another survey of the area yielded little more than more fuel for endless nightmares, but alas, nothing I could use as a weapon.
Looks like I’m gonna have to go bare-knuckle on this one…
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1294
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Apple Bloom,Original Character,Pinkie Pie,Rainbow Dash,Adventure,Dark,Tragedy,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Gore
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Sweet Insanity
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...And no-one knew what under lie...But Pinkie Pie...The spastic baker of Sweet Street....!
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complete
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<p>Sebastian Cornelius Cooper, a rabbit from Terra City, Italy, Is spending some time in Ponyville with his good friends AppleJack, Princess Celestia, FlutterShy, Princess Luna, Pinkie Pie, RainbowDash, Rarity, and Twilight Sparkle.</p><p>On his way to meet up with RainbowDash (the two planning to meet with Pinkie at Sugarcube Corner) he notices something..</p><p>Something missing...</p><p>Somebody missing...or should we say: somepony.</p><p>A/N: This is my first attempt at a fanfic that deals directly with MLP, and actually set in Equestria. In one of my previous works, I mentioned a name or two, but that was really it. The character Sebastian is an OC (one of many, but the only one used in this story). He is a very "special" anthro, and to better understand his character, feel free to check him out at <a href="http://heroesofterra.weebly.com/" rel="nofollow">http://heroesofterra.weebly.com/</a>.<br/>You can also read about him and any of my/our other OC's in our soon to be made blog posts.<br/>Enjoy the tale! :)<br/>Opening lyrics do not belong to me, but rather to MangaTurtle. He's a genius.<br/>~John</p>
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mature
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2012-01-30T15:17:12+00:00
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2012-01-30T15:17:12+00:00
| 491 |
“Party’s over, Pinkie.” I announced with false courage. In truth, I was losing a lot of blood, and she was armed. If a mere student of hers almost did me in, surly the master herself would be an even bigger challenge. There was also Rainbow to account for. Her Cutie Marks had been skinned from her flanks, and she was missing her left wing. Pinkie was still holding the mass of light blue feathers between her hooves, then tossed the thing onto a small sterilized table, taking up a hacksaw.
“Oh. Hi, Sebby! You made it!” Pinkie merrily called. “Why do they call it a hacksaw? Hacking was what I was doing with the knife. You don’t hack with a saw. You saw!”
“Pinkie, stop it. You’ve done enough already.” I barked weakly.
“Oh, come on, I need more of my special ingredient.”
“Pinkie Pie!”
I was beginning to get dizzy. The bleeding of my face was beginning to get to me… I had to end this quick, or I was done for…
The pink-coated pony turned to me with a look of annoyance, her grip on the saw’s handle tightening.
“You came to help me harvest, right?” she asked.
“No, Pinkie. I… I came to get Rainbow and take her home. Now, just let her down and we will never speak of this again. I swear, nobody here will say a word.”
Pinkie smiled.
“I’m sorry, Seb. I really am. It’s just that I don’t make the rules. Your guys’ numbers came up, so I need you two to help me.”
“Rainbow, I’m gonna get you out of here.” I tried to assure the restrained pegasus.
Pinkie took a solemn step toward me, a sort of twisted hunger glinting in her eyes.
“You’re going to make a tasty cupcake, Sebastian. I will miss you when you’re gone, but at least we can spend our last moments together.” She said.
Cupcakes? This was for cupcakes?
“You’re mad.” I retorted.
“Funny. They all say something like that… Even little Twist…” Pinkie gestured to the bone table, which I then realized was decorated with the severed heads of four little fillies. The pale one with bright red hair and freckles was the one she referred to.
It took me a moment before I was able to focus once again.
“Even foals… You really are sick…”
What was I stalling for!?
Unfortunately, I was unable to even finish the thought before Pinkie made her move, slashing at my face. My eye was ultimately what saved me, as it seemed to quicken my reflexes even further than they already were. I saw the slash coming from a mile away and almost in slow motion. Even so, Pinkie was quick, and her assault flowed quite well. With the missed slash, she used her momentum to sweep at my legs. I hopped over the strike and followed up with a punch of my own that connected hard with the left side of her face. Her head snapped to the side, but she smiled… As her frame spun about, she threw her torso downward, launching a spinning back kick that connected with my ribcage. Much to my surprise and mild horror, the strike launched me a solid six feet across the room back into the table. My god, she hit hard! The sliding of metal filled my ears for a moment, but before I was able to get up, Pinkie had leaped onto me, baring all her weight into the knee in my gut which knocked the wind straight out of my lungs with a loud whoosh. Tunnel vision had even set in from the impact, but a flash of steel caught my attention. It appeared to be a Ravensdale knife. A Buckrake!! Before I was able to react, a strange, painful sensation shot up my left arm and raked down my spine, causing the loudest scream I’d ever let out to rocket forth from my lungs. The pain forced my body into motion. In less than a millisecond, I had thrown the deranged mare from me and gotten to my feet, throwing several blind strikes all the while. Once I brought myself back to a focused state, I threw a glance at the arm she had mangled only to recoil in absolute horror.
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1294
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Apple Bloom,Original Character,Pinkie Pie,Rainbow Dash,Adventure,Dark,Tragedy,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Gore
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Sweet Insanity
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...And no-one knew what under lie...But Pinkie Pie...The spastic baker of Sweet Street....!
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complete
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<p>Sebastian Cornelius Cooper, a rabbit from Terra City, Italy, Is spending some time in Ponyville with his good friends AppleJack, Princess Celestia, FlutterShy, Princess Luna, Pinkie Pie, RainbowDash, Rarity, and Twilight Sparkle.</p><p>On his way to meet up with RainbowDash (the two planning to meet with Pinkie at Sugarcube Corner) he notices something..</p><p>Something missing...</p><p>Somebody missing...or should we say: somepony.</p><p>A/N: This is my first attempt at a fanfic that deals directly with MLP, and actually set in Equestria. In one of my previous works, I mentioned a name or two, but that was really it. The character Sebastian is an OC (one of many, but the only one used in this story). He is a very "special" anthro, and to better understand his character, feel free to check him out at <a href="http://heroesofterra.weebly.com/" rel="nofollow">http://heroesofterra.weebly.com/</a>.<br/>You can also read about him and any of my/our other OC's in our soon to be made blog posts.<br/>Enjoy the tale! :)<br/>Opening lyrics do not belong to me, but rather to MangaTurtle. He's a genius.<br/>~John</p>
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mature
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2012-01-20T16:20:06+00:00
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2012-01-20T16:20:06+00:00
| 361 |
“My hand…” I mumbled hazily, not quite sure if what I saw was real…
My furious gaze locked on Pinkie, who was making something of a mid-battle snack out of my now-severed hand, chewing one of my fingers with a look in her eyes that could only be described as sinister.
“You taste really good, Sebby!” Pinkie howled after she swallowed the digits between her lips.
After tossing the rest of my palm away, she was upon me once again, faster than I could process. As fast as The Professor all those years ago… In a flurry of strikes and slashes, she only met air… I was beyond desperate… First my face, then my hand… If I didn’t do something decisive soon, I was going to die! My body was moving at a rate I’d never really managed consciously before, but it seemed to be working. Her strikes never met my frame. She appeared to be getting angry and her strikes became wider after a short time, and she began roaring with each stroke. After missing a two-handed swing, she slipped up and bared her back to me. I took the opportunity and took hold of the nape of her neck with my right, swept her legs out from beneath her and spun her about to slam her into the overturned table behind me. The bones that made up the framework of the thing shattered upon impact. Pinkie ceased movement for a moment, but that wasn’t enough from me… Taking up a femur that had been broken free and wielding it like a club, I began a mad assault on the back of the pink-maned psychopath’s head. After two slams, my knees buckled, but I would not allow myself to stop… Not after all she’s done… No… She deserved this… It wasn’t long before a strange mixture of sobs and furious cries of exertion began to pour from me, pounding harder and harder with my improvised weapon all the while. Several moments passed before the bone broke in my hand at which point I could not continue any further. No, I found myself clenching my wrist, trying to stop the bleeding which was finally beginning to make me nauseous, sobbing like a small, terrified child.
“She’s dead!! She’s dead, Rainbow!! I murdered her!!!” I sobbed out at the top of my lungs.
“Seb… It’s alright… Please, just get me out of this thing so we can go home…” Rainbow Dash asked in an assuring manner.
Her words shook me back into focus. I choked down my tears and looked to the makeshift operating table she was strapped to. As I made my way to her, she managed a smile. A beautiful smile… Getting all the straps loosened was no easy feat, and with my non-dominant hand no less. Still, we managed together. I had lost more blood than she, so she offered to assist me out. I greatfully took her up on the offer.
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TerraPonies
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1294
| 6 |
Apple Bloom,Original Character,Pinkie Pie,Rainbow Dash,Adventure,Dark,Tragedy,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Gore
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Sweet Insanity
|
...And no-one knew what under lie...But Pinkie Pie...The spastic baker of Sweet Street....!
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complete
| 8 | 3 |
<p>Sebastian Cornelius Cooper, a rabbit from Terra City, Italy, Is spending some time in Ponyville with his good friends AppleJack, Princess Celestia, FlutterShy, Princess Luna, Pinkie Pie, RainbowDash, Rarity, and Twilight Sparkle.</p><p>On his way to meet up with RainbowDash (the two planning to meet with Pinkie at Sugarcube Corner) he notices something..</p><p>Something missing...</p><p>Somebody missing...or should we say: somepony.</p><p>A/N: This is my first attempt at a fanfic that deals directly with MLP, and actually set in Equestria. In one of my previous works, I mentioned a name or two, but that was really it. The character Sebastian is an OC (one of many, but the only one used in this story). He is a very "special" anthro, and to better understand his character, feel free to check him out at <a href="http://heroesofterra.weebly.com/" rel="nofollow">http://heroesofterra.weebly.com/</a>.<br/>You can also read about him and any of my/our other OC's in our soon to be made blog posts.<br/>Enjoy the tale! :)<br/>Opening lyrics do not belong to me, but rather to MangaTurtle. He's a genius.<br/>~John</p>
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mature
|
2012-01-20T16:21:20+00:00
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2012-01-20T16:21:20+00:00
| 340 |
Two days passed before I saw my dear Rainbow Dash again. The hospital contacted Alice, seeing as she was my emergency contact. She didn’t take the news well… The nurse handed me the phone for me to speak to her. The conversation mostly consisted of me assuring her that I was alright, her sobbing and offering to send me the money to get a surgery that would give me a replacement hand. Not a metal prosthetic, but a working, living hand. Not only that, she even offered Rainbow her cutie marks and wing back. I accepted happily and invited her out to see Equestria. She accepted as well. We set the date for my upcoming birthday, which was only a month away. Dash and I met of the first time again in the recovery room after our surgeries. We were both lucid and able to walk, so we milled about, talking about the last two days in the hospital. After half an hour, we found our way out into a courtyard-like place. The trees were well-trimmed and the birds sang their carefree songs. We walked the paths in silence for a time, exchanging content glances. However, Rainbow’s eyes spoke of a sort of longing I hadn’t seen before… She suddenly took my new hand in hers, turning to me.
“I never got to thank you.” She said.
“It’s alright, Rainbow. You don’t owe me anything.” I replied, examining her eyes carefully. In truth, I wanted to be closer to her…
My wish was quickly granted as she leaned in a measure closer. This new proximity brought on a furious blush that heated my cheeks beneath my fur. I’d never been more thankful to have such dark fur before in my life, for I did not wish her to see that I was nervous. To keep my charade of confidence up, I leaned in as well.
“Thank you, Sebastian…” she mumbled lowly, bringing her free hoof up to take a light grip on my cheek.
Wait… Was she about to-
Our lips met tenderly at first, causing my eye to widen in surprise, but after a moment the taste took me. I planted my free hand firmly over her newly-recovered cutie mark and tilted my head to take more.
The kiss lasted many endless seconds, but she eventually broke off, blushing like a school-filly.
I stood in silence for several moments, reveling in the ghost feeling of her lips against mine, which she took to peck my cheek one more time and take her leave.
“I’ll see ya ‘round, Bunny Boy.” She called over her shoulder.
“Yeah… See ya ‘round.” I replied with a wide grin.
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TerraPonies
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1294
| 7 |
Apple Bloom,Original Character,Pinkie Pie,Rainbow Dash,Adventure,Dark,Tragedy,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Gore
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Sweet Insanity
|
...And no-one knew what under lie...But Pinkie Pie...The spastic baker of Sweet Street....!
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complete
| 8 | 3 |
<p>Sebastian Cornelius Cooper, a rabbit from Terra City, Italy, Is spending some time in Ponyville with his good friends AppleJack, Princess Celestia, FlutterShy, Princess Luna, Pinkie Pie, RainbowDash, Rarity, and Twilight Sparkle.</p><p>On his way to meet up with RainbowDash (the two planning to meet with Pinkie at Sugarcube Corner) he notices something..</p><p>Something missing...</p><p>Somebody missing...or should we say: somepony.</p><p>A/N: This is my first attempt at a fanfic that deals directly with MLP, and actually set in Equestria. In one of my previous works, I mentioned a name or two, but that was really it. The character Sebastian is an OC (one of many, but the only one used in this story). He is a very "special" anthro, and to better understand his character, feel free to check him out at <a href="http://heroesofterra.weebly.com/" rel="nofollow">http://heroesofterra.weebly.com/</a>.<br/>You can also read about him and any of my/our other OC's in our soon to be made blog posts.<br/>Enjoy the tale! :)<br/>Opening lyrics do not belong to me, but rather to MangaTurtle. He's a genius.<br/>~John</p>
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mature
|
2012-01-20T16:23:25+00:00
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2012-01-20T16:23:25+00:00
| 472 |
Five days later, everything was back to normal. I had plans with Rarity to fit a suit and be in a fashion show she was throwing later that day. She said it was going to be her finest suit and “who better to model it than the town hero?”. I strode merrily along the sidewalk, greeting a cute little mail mare along the way. The blonde-maned nut was talking to a mailbox, trying to get it to open up because it was time for his breakfast.
“Morning, Ditzy!” I called.
She looked at me with a smile and that familiar, cross-eyed expression, nodding a greeting.
My path took me in front of Sugar Cube Corner… I held my breath as I walked past, so as not to agitate the spirits that lied within… After a few blocks, I came to the front door of Rarity’s boutique. The structure was tall, white and well decorated, much like the unicorn pony that ran it. When I tried to open the door, I found it locked.
Well, that’s certainly odd… Rarity never LOCKS the shop… Just flips the sign… I thought to myself.
A small square of paper stuck out of the crease in the door. I took it up. A note!
Dear Ponyville,
Rarity left for Canterlot to showcase her talent and work for Hoity-Toity. She sends her regards and love to everypony in town. She will not be returning. She sends her deepest apologies for the sudden nature of her departure but says her heart will always be here.
-Pinkamena Diane Pie
My jaw dropped with the note.
Oh my god…..
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Peaches
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1295
| 1 |
Adventure,Alternate Universe
|
The REAL truth behind Nightmare Moon
|
A year after Nightmare Moon becomes Princess Luna again, she tells the public the real truth.
|
cancelled
| -1 | -1 |
<p>A year has passed since Nightmare Moon once again became Princess Luna, and everypony <em>thinks</em> they know the truth about her-she got so jealous of Princess Celestia she turned into the evil called Nightmare Moon. However, they soon discover that is just a cover story-can they save not only Equestria, but the entire universe, from the TRUTH?</p>
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everyone
| null |
2011-10-09T01:27:00+00:00
| 353 |
It was a bright, sunny day in Ponyville. Twilight Sparkle was studying, Pinkie Pie was baking, Rainbow Dash was napping-perfectly normal. However, for a certain yellow pony, things were not going as planned.
"Hmm," Fluttershy mused. "I must have forgotten to pick up your carrots-Angel, be quiet! Um, please?" She asked. She had woken up with a bad feeling about the day, and that feeling must have been right, because downstairs the animals were rampaging. "Stop it!" She cried. She could always use the Stare... No. Never again. Not after she had heard the rumors. The rumors that had been haunting everypony. She couldn't use the Stare now, she thought, as she ran frantically around to stop the animals. She looked down, seeing the chipmunk who had broken his leg yesterday. She scooped him up and put him back in his cage. The animals were everywhere. Fluttershy told herself over and over again not to use the Stare. Eventually, she got all the animals back where they needed to be. She sighed and went to the kitchen to make a cup of tea.
Meanwhile, at Sweet Apple Acres, there was another crisis. "SIS', YOU GET YOUR FLANK DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW, YA' HEAR???" Applejack screamed to the Cutie Mark Crusaiders tree house. "Comin', Applejack!" Apple Bloom called down. Applejack sighed. Once again, Apple Bloom had gone out to the Everfree Forest by herself to deliver apples to Zecora, and it was time for Applejack to put a firm hoof on the law. Finally, Apple Bloom came down. "Apple Bloom, why did you go into the Everfree Forest by yourself? We ain't supposed to go 'till Friday!" Applejack huffed. "I won't tolerate this kind o' rule-breakin'! If I catch ya'll goin' down there again, you'll be in an apple tree worth of trouble!" She said. "Yes maam." Apple Bloom responded. Apple Bloom knew Applebuck season was coming near and it was a stress to everypony on Sweet Apple Acres. She really didn't want to make Applejack mad right then.
Rarity was even having problems. Her dress for a big modeling company was due the next day, and she hadn't even started. At least Sweetie Bell is at Sweet Apple Acres, she thought. That keeps her out of my mane. She put on her glasses and looked at the different fabrics. "Hmm....This is perfect! It will go so great with the rubies!" She said as she levitated a sparkling pink color. She put it on her sewing machine and began to work. As she sewed, though, the beautiful fabric tore, ruining her plans. She sighed. Sparkling fabrics were the hardest to sew. She got a different colored fabric and went to work again. It tore. Another fabric. It tore. After 5 fabrics, she cried, "IS THIS SEWING MACHINE HAUNTED OR SOMETHING???" and stormed off to see if she could get a new one.
Now, I'm afraid, we must leave Ponyville and go to Canterlot, where the biggest problem awaits.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Princess Celestia sighed. Sometimes her sister could be so unreasonable. "Luna, we can't tell them yet. They know the rumors. Isn't that enough?" Luna shook her head. "No, dear sister, we must warn them of the evil spreading throughout our universe and others." Luna gluped. She remembered when it had took hold of her, turning her into the evil Nightmare Moon, her own thought process changing as her appearance changed. She shivered. It had not been a pleasant feeling, a feeling of death, of evil, of nothingness. "It would scare them." Princess Celestia countered, "We cannot have chaos throughout the land. We must wait." "But sister..." Luna said. "Just, think about it overnight, please?"
The next morning, Princess Celestia barged into her room. "I'm ready." She said, "Lets tell them."
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Brodemus
|
1297
| 1 |
Big Macintosh,Caramel,Cheerilee,Cutie Mark Crusaders,Granny Smith,Hoity Toity,Main 6,Spitfire,Sad,Tragedy,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
|
One More Thing
|
Scottaloo idolizes Rainbow Dash, but when tragedy strikes; how will she move on?
|
complete
| 16 | 1 |
<p>Sometimes loss can be the driving force to follow one's dreams.</p>
|
everyone
|
2012-01-19T01:46:48+00:00
|
2012-01-19T01:46:48+00:00
| 2,495 |
One More Thing
The announcer’s voice echoed throughout the makeshift stadium erected just outside of Ponyville. It hurt Scootaloo’s ears, but she didn’t care. She was too excited to worry about anything besides missing what was coming next in the show.
“…and introducing the newest member of the Wonderbolts, RAINBOW DASH! Performing the infamous Sonic Rainboom!”
A multicolored streak could be seen approaching the ground. Everypony in the bleachers screamed at the tops of their lungs out of sheer anticipation. Scootaloo dropped her eyes from the sky to find Pinkie Pie a few rows down jumping around. All of Rainbow’s friends were attending her inaugural show into the Wonderbolts. Before she knew it, an ear shattering boom reverberated from the sky…followed by a collective gasp from the crowd.
*****
Scootaloo bolted upright. It was still dark in her small room. Tears streamed down her face and her heart was beating faster than she thought possible. As soon as she realized where she was, she started to cry harder and covered her face with a blanket.
The memory of that terrible event was as clear as ever in her mind; the announcer, Pinkie Pie, the Sonic Rainboom, the dust cloud erupting from the ground, the paramedic ponies, everything. It was Rainbow Dash’s first show after she was accepted into the Wonderbolts, and also her last.
The filly pegasus remembered the funeral. It was cloudy, but didn’t rain, Spitfire explained how she tried to stop Dash from doing the Rainboom in her first show, and afterwards, Scootaloo recalled the loneliness she felt despite being around the rest of Rainbow’s friends. Scootaloo was angry at everypony that left. Why did they leave so soon? Equestria lost its best flyer, and they just left like it was nopony important.
All five of Rainbow’s friends cried. Rarity comforted Fluttershy as she bawled. A pony like her shouldn’t have seen something like what happened, no pony should have. What hit Scootaloo hardest, though, was Applejack and her silent tears. The orange, earth pony didn’t heave or gasp in sorrow, she retained the same strong aura she always had, but allowed the tears to still flow over her cheeks.
And Scootaloo didn’t understand. She was on the ground, her eyes and throat hurt from how much she had been crying. Why didn’t Applejack feel like her? Scootaloo couldn’t stand the sight of the farm pony’s strength. Applejack deserved to feel as bad as Scootaloo did. She screamed and yelled to the point of almost losing her voice.
Scootaloo remembered Twilight draping a front leg around her, trying to comfort her, but she tore away and ran. She didn’t know where she was running, just away from Applejack.
Tears still fell down her face as she ran. She stopped under the tree in the park and just cried.
“Why did you have to leave me?”
*****
The months after the funeral were miserable. Scootaloo visited Rainbow’s grave every day for the first six months. She sometimes sat at the site until she fell asleep. Applejack would always come to check on her. She’d try to help Scootaloo get home, but the purple-maned filly always glared at Applejack with tear filled eyes and slunk away.
Nothing seemed real. The colors around her seemed less vibrant; the world was bleaker to Scootaloo. She distanced herself from other ponies, even the Cutie Mark Crusaders. She didn’t care about her Cutie Mark anymore; she didn’t care about anything anymore. All she wanted was her hero back.
*****
Some mornings, Scootaloo would wake up crying, and would fall into an absolute rage. She’d throw her pillow at her poster of the Wonderbolts, screaming at the top of her lungs.
“Why’d you have to do it? How could you leave me like that?”
Her father would usually let her vent her anger, but would always comfort her later. She didn’t listen to him; it was always the same thing.
“You can’t change what happened, Loo-Loo.”
She hated it when he called her that. She wasn’t a baby anymore.
After his failed attempts at comforting his daughter, Scootaloo’s father would fly her down to Ponyville. They lived in Cloudsdale, but since Scootaloo couldn’t fly on her own, her dad would have to take her into town. She could’ve attended the school in Cloudsdale, but he thought it was best for her to attend a school not made up of just pegasi.
He’d kiss the top of her head and would say the same thing to her every day, “Have fun, sweetheart. Things will get better,” and he’d fly to work at the weather factory.
Scootaloo loved her father, but after Rainbow’s death she didn’t have much faith in anypony. If her hero, no, her IDOL could leave her so easily, who’s to say others wouldn’t do the same?
*****
A year passed, but Scootaloo still hadn’t healed. She grew and started wearing her mane like Rainbow Dash, and her wings had grown strong enough to carry her weight. But, she still felt empty.
The rest of the ponies had moved on to some degree. Pinkie Pie was back to throwing parties again, but they seemed to lack the same magic they had before the accident. Fluttershy became even more of a recluse, something Scootaloo didn’t think possible. Rarity hadn’t changed much. She still designed dresses and suits with the same ‘fabulousness’ as before. Twilight seemed to study more, becoming something of a less drastic Fluttershy, to the point she sometimes wasn’t seen for days. Scootaloo supposed everypony had their own way of coping with loss, except Applejack.
Scootaloo hadn’t realized it during or after the funeral until a few months later, but Applejack never seemed to smile. Sweet Apple Acres wasn’t as productive and the family business was suffering because of it. Applebloom helped more after growing so much the past year, but it wasn’t near enough to compensate for the family’s best apple bucker.
As hard as it was for Scootaloo to admit, Applejack might have felt worse than she did. After all, Scootaloo was never really close to Rainbow Dash, but Applejack lost her best friend. The two were nearly inseparable. Now all that was left were the memories and the pain that those carried.
The tangerine-colored pegasus felt her eyes begin to water as she thought. She shook her head so none of the other students in Miss Cheerilee’s class would see her crying.
*****
Scootaloo still visited Rainbow’s grave, but one day it was special. It was the two year anniversary of her death, and all of Rainbow’s friends were at the site, even Fluttershy and Rarity. Rarity had moved to Manehatten after being employed by Hoity Toity and didn’t have much free time to visit Ponyville, and Fluttershy had been locked in her hut for almost three months, not talking to anypony. The memories of Dash and the thought of Fluttershy never seeing her again hurt the timid pegasus to the point of isolation.
The young pegasus looked at the older mares. They all looked the same as two years ago, like the passage of time left them alone. Scootaloo had changed a great deal, which was to be expected of a pony nearing her age. Her unkempt, purple mane and tail resembled Rainbow’s before her death, but still had the curl at the end of each to define her.
Sometimes, when Scootaloo was flying above Ponyville, she caught Applejack staring at her. She never knew why and it never bothered her, so she never asked the farm pony of her reasons.
After everypony paid their respects and left, she was left alone with Applejack. Scootaloo felt awkward, not about being around the orange, earth pony, but about how she acted two years before.
“It’s alright, sugarcube.” Applejack whispered. “Ah know ya’ll were feelin’ angry. Ah don’t blame you.”
Scootaloo kept staring at the grave marker touting Rainbow Dash’s Cutie Mark.
Applejack sighed and started to walk away.
“I’ve seen you,” Scootaloo hesitated, “you-you don’t smile anymore. And I’ve seen you…watch me fly.”
The blond-maned pony stopped. “Ah’m sorry fer starin’.”
Scootaloo only turned her purple-hued eyes away from the headstone. “I-I want to know why.”
She could see Applejack shiver, only enough to be noticed, though. “It’s ‘cause-it’s ‘cause ya’ll look so much like her.”
The tangerine-colored pegasus turned her head at this, but didn’t say anything as Applejack continued.
“Yer colors are diff’rent and yer not as fast as she was, but when Ah see ya’ll flyin’ around, Ah see Rainbow up there.”
Scootaloo fought back tears. She didn’t expect her to say that. “You-you really think so?”
Applejack nodded her head, and Scootaloo saw a few drops fall from her face. She had only seen Applejack cry once, at Rainbow’s funeral, but this was different. Applejack was almost convulsing as she wept.
Scootaloo realized she was crying as well. She always suspected that Applejack felt awful, but she didn’t expect her to open up like she did.
“And Ah,” the farm pony sobbed, “and Ah want ya’ll ta know, Rainbow…Rainbow really cared for ya. She was gonna help ya’ll learn ta fly, but then she got the letter and-and-” Applejack coughed and ended her sentence.
During the confession, Scootaloo had walked up beside Applejack. She put a front leg around the earth pony, and the two sat in the on the hill, under a tree, by Rainbow Dash’s final resting place.
*****
A few weeks after the incident with Applejack, Scootaloo found herself in front of the grave again. The two year anniversary hit her hard and all of the memories and regrets had flowed back into her mind.
She sat silent for some time.
“Hey there,” she started, “I’m back. I wanted to tell you I’m doing alright. I’ve gotten pretty good at flying, but I’m nowhere near as good as you were. I’m trying to get into the Junior Speedsters. If I work hard enough, I think I have a pretty good chance at making it.”
Silence.
Scootaloo knew it was crazy to talk to a headstone, but that never stopped her. She always felt Rainbow could hear her on the other side, no matter what.
The grave marker was worn, the Cutie Mark had started to fade, and moss began to grow around the base of the headstone. Scootaloo brushed it off with a wing before leaving. She hated leaving, it felt like she was turning her back and abandoning someone who needed her, and that never sat right with her. But, she knew Rainbow wouldn’t want to her to get stuck and not move forward.
Rainbow had always moved forward. She might’ve been lazy and napped a lot, but she never stopped progressing.
Scootaloo said she wanted to be just like her hero, so she always pushed herself.
She looked back at the grave. The sunset behind it gave the headstone and tree a halo. Scootaloo smiled and her eyes watered before she started flying back home.
*****
Another year passed, and Scootaloo still visited Rainbow’s grave, but it wasn’t as often as before. One day, she flew as fast as she could to the site, a letter held tightly in her teeth and tears streaming down her face.
She slowed as she approached the hill and landed to trot up to the top. The letter fell out of her mouth and unfolded on the ground.
Scootaloo could taste her warm tears as she smiled. “I got in. I’m going to the Junior Speedster flight camp, just like you did. I’m leaving next month, so I won’t be able to visit, though.”
She cried a bit harder.
“I want to say thanks,” she croaked, “thanks for being an inspiration to me and thanks for being there.”
Scootaloo raised a hoof to wipe her eyes. She looked at the moss covered headstone and faded rainbow-hued lightning bolt.
“I’m going to be just like you.” She whispered. “I promise.”
*****
Over the next couple of years, Scootaloo attended the Junior Speedsters flight camp, and had made quite a name for herself among the other pegasi.
She finally managed to get her Cutie Mark one day when she tried different stunts for a performance. One trick involved using her old scooter, she stood on it, a little awkward seeing how much she had grown over the years, and pumped her wings so she bolted towards a ramp. Scootaloo knew the euphoria from flying, but using the scooter as a point of reference felt amazing. The maneuver went better than she could imagine and a purple wheel with wings appeared on her flank after she landed.
Scootaloo almost cried that day, she was so happy.
She flew back to Rainbow’s grave once the camp ended. It was her last year there as she had come of age. Scootaloo smiled the entire flight.
The headstone hadn’t kept well on top of the hill, and the tree had grown to envelope the mound in a massive shadow at noon. Moss covered the entire slab and Scootaloo had to clean it up in order to see Rainbow Dash’s Cutie Mark.
“Guess what?” She whispered as she turned so her flank was facing the tombstone. “I finally got my Cutie Mark. It’s not as cool as yours, but I like it.” Scootaloo sat down facing the grave. “You know, I’m going to try and get into the Wonderbolts.
My coaches at flight camp told me if I worked hard enough, I could make it, and I will.”
She looked off at the horizon. “I promise.”
*****
The announcer’s voice echoed throughout the makeshift stadium erected just outside of Ponyville. It hurt Scootaloo’s ears, but she didn’t care. She was too excited to worry about anything besides missing what was coming next in the show.
“…and introducing the newest member of the Wonderbolts, RAINBOW DASH! Performing the infamous Sonic Rainboom!”
A multicolored streak could be seen approaching the ground. Everypony in the bleachers was screaming at the tops of their lungs out of sheer anticipation. Scootaloo dropped her eyes from the sky to find Pinkie Pie a few rows down jumping around. All of Rainbow’s friends were attending her inaugural show into the Wonderbolts. Before she knew it, an ear shattering boom reverberated from the sky…followed by a collective gasp from the crowd.
Scootaloo looked on in horror as the paramedic ponies rushed to the crater. She felt a falling sensation take over her and the world zoomed away from her until she was surrounded by darkness. Hoof steps could be heard, and they sounded like they were approaching her.
“Hey pipsqueak.” A squeaky voice echoed.
Scootaloo turned around to see the only other colored thing in the blackness, Rainbow Dash.
“Dash! But, you just-” She shouted as tears of joy rolled down her cheeks, but the other mare interrupted her.
“I’m here now, Scoots, but not for long. I wanted to tell you something, I may be gone, but if you remember me I’ll never be far away. Got it?”
Scootaloo nodded her head.
“One more thing,” Dash added, “I believe in you.”
The younger pegasus looked into Rainbow’s light-magenta eyes, but didn’t say anything.
*****
Scootaloo opened her eyes, tears soaked her pillow. She hadn’t woken up crying in a while. The rays from the morning sun seeped into her room through the shades. Sitting up, she wiped her eyes and looked at the picture of Rainbow Dash hanging on the wall next to her Wonderbolts poster.
“Thanks, Dash.” She whispered with a smile.
*****
That was the day Scootaloo waited for. After six years of letters and one well-performed audition, the Wonderbolts finally accepted her. She recognized all of the most recent members. The Wonderbolts Rainbow admired had all retired and lived across Equestria. Only Spitfire remained as a coach and manager.
Scootaloo gathered her bags. Her father helped her prepare. Her first show was the next day, so she was scatterbrained and couldn’t focus.
“You’ll be fine, Loo-Loo.” Her father said.
“I know, dad.” Scootaloo responded.
He helped her strap the two bags holding her clothes, Wonderbolts issued jumpsuit, and picture of Rainbow Dash on before she left.
She faced him, almost crying.
He smiled at her, on the verge of tears himself. “Just be careful.”
Scootaloo nodded and left their home in the clouds.
*****
The first show went off without a hitch. Scootaloo performed well, as did the rest of the flight team, and the guests at the after party reinforced their feelings of accomplishment.
She invited all of her friends, and all of them showed up. Fluttershy and Big Macintosh sat holding hooves on a bench. The two had gotten close ever since Mac visited Fluttershy after the two year anniversary of Rainbow’s accident and later married. Pinkie’s bright pink mane and tail looked faded from the last time Scootaloo saw her, but she was a bubbly as ever. Rarity aged with grace, as everypony expected. The small, fine wrinkles that had begun to form on her once soft face transformed her from a beautiful, young mare into the embodiment of elegance. Twilight aged similarly to Rarity, and the pink stripe in her hair faded like Pinkie’s. Applejack looked as fit as ever, even more so, if that was possible. Despite her getting older, she was well toned from continued apple bucking. Scootaloo attributed this idea to Granny Smith’s extended life span as well. Applebloom and Sweetie Belle conversed by the punch bowl. The young farm pony’s Cutie Mark exhibited a beautiful apple blossom attached to a wooden plank, and Rarity’s little sister’s mark was a microphone. Once they discovered what they were skilled at, it wasn’t much of a surprise, for either of them.
Scootaloo smiled at all of the ponies, but she had somewhere else to be. She snuck off once she had a minute of peace.
The night air was cool and ran through her mane as she flew off. It was dark, but she knew where she was going. The hill and tree were unmistakable, even with little light.
She approached what looked like a lump of moss. Scootaloo frowned at the lack of upkeep and she cleaned the slab so no moss was still attached. The headstone had eroded since her last visit and the rainbow lightning bolt couldn’t be seen in the
darkness.
“Hey Dash,” Scootaloo said just above a whisper, “sorry it’s been so long. Training with the Wonderbolts doesn’t allow for much free time. But, I guess you’d know about that, huh?”
Silence.
“You know, we’re leaving tomorrow. So I,” her eyes welled and she felt her voice crack as she spoke, “I won’t be able to visit as much anymore. I have your picture with me, though, so I won’t forget you.” She wiped her eyes, but they stayed dry for only a moment. “Remember that promise I made? I’m going to live my life for both of us. I’m following in your footsteps,
Dash, and I want to thank you for believing in me.”
She sat in the night for a while; the only sounds were the distant party and her soft crying. After a few minutes, she stood up and turned to leave. “You’ve done so much for me, Dash. And I wanted to thank you again before I leave. So, thanks.”
She extended her wings and returned to the party.
*****
Years passed, and Scootaloo had seen many sights and experienced dozens of once in a lifetime events traveling with the Wonderbolts. After she retired, she returned to Cloudsdale to live out the rest of her life as a flight instructor. She still visited Ponyville to see Applebloom and Sweetie Belle from time-to-time, but her age eventually caught up to her.
After Applejack and Big Mac died, Applebloom and her nephew, Apple Orchard, looked after the farm.
Sweetie Belle left Manehatten to travel with her band, and they held an annual concert in Ponyville up until she left to live the quiet life.
Ponyville changed after the rest of Rainbow’s friends passed away. The town became just like any other; boring and uneventful. Pinkie’s son, Apple Bob, showed the same amount of enthusiasm as his mother and tried to liven up the stale town, but unfortunately had the luck of his father, Caramel Apple, and could never put on a celebration like Pinkie could.
Scootaloo liked him, he reminded her of the days when Pinkie would throw a party just because she hadn’t thrown one that week. But, she didn’t have time to visit him at Sugarcube Corner. She guessed he was too busy running the shop on his own anyway.
She flew slowly to the hill. The evening stars began to show, if she didn’t hurry, she wouldn’t be able to see.
The old tree had died long before her retirement, a skeleton of its former self. Scootaloo cleaned off the slab in front of the once glorious plant, removing the moss, but leaving the flowers that had sprouted along the edges. Rainbow Dash’s Cutie Mark could barely be made out even during the day and the headstone had eroded to just surround the picture.
Scootaloo’s voice cracked. “Hey Dash. It’s me. I know I haven’t been here in a few years, but my wings aren’t as strong as they once were.” She chuckled softly. “You know, I kept my promise. I traveled with the Wonderbolts and lived a life you would’ve been proud of. I told my daughter all about you and how you inspired me to follow my dreams. She’s the manager for an upcoming flight team in Fillydelphia, you know, and her son is enrolled with the Junior Speedsters. Yeah, the camp’s still around. I couldn’t be more proud of both of them.”
Silence.
Scootaloo laid her head down so her faded-purple mane rested on the flower-specked grass. “Before I leave, I want to tell you thank you, one last time. I could never have lived such a full life without you.”
She smiled and let her eyes close. “Thank you, Rainbow Dash.”
Silent tears streamed down her cheeks, but the smile she wore remained.
“Thank you.”
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Sweet Insanity: Hair-Trigger Madness
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Sequel to Sweet Insanity
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<p>Rarity is missing... Sebastian knows that Pinkie Pie is still alive. After recieving a letter, it's no doubt that the psychopath pony is back to finish what she started. Unfortunately for Sebatian nopony believes him.</p><p>It's up to Sebatian to rescue Rarity, nay the entire kingdom of Equestria, from the clutchess of Pinkie Pie before it's too late. But will she prove to be too much for everyone's favorite biohazard bunny???</p><p>A/N: The character Sebastian is an OC. To find out more check out the descripion in the prequel to this story: Sweet Insanity.</p>
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2012-01-20T16:25:09+00:00
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Sweet Insanity: Hair-Trigger Madness
By John Keith Bone
“Oh my God…”
This wasn’t possible… It couldn’t be. Pinkie was dead! I killed her myself! But the note had her signature. The handwriting couldn’t have belonged to anyone else!!
Several moments passed before I could gather my shattered thoughts, but when I did, I bolted for the police station. I had to speak to the investigator that questioned me after I got out of the hospital! He HAD to know something!
The eyes of the investigator, a well-built, white-coated stallion wandered my distressed features for several moments before he stood.
“Sebastian, you need to relax.” He stated in a calm, official manner.
“Relax!? How the hell am I supposed to relax!? She’s got Rarity, man!” I roared at him, waving my arms in the air in indignation.
“Sebastian, you probably still haven’t gotten over the incident. You said you bashed her head in, how could anyone have survived that?” the officer asked.
“It doesn’t matter how she survived, she’s going to kill someone else! Look!!”
I shoved the note into his hoof, which he looked over carefully, his brow cinching with each passing moment.
“This is…” he began, but I cut him off.
“Yes! It’s real! Don’t you get it!?”
His eyes set in that hard manner that comes with many late, pensive nights and years of police training. He didn’t believe me… Even with the concrete evidence right in his face! After a long silence, he told me not to worry and all but shoved me out of his office. I didn’t take too well to his being so pushy, but I didn’t have much choice.
If the police won’t help me, then I need to find someone who will. But who?
After several minutes of pensive walking, I found myself thinking in circles. Nobody I knew would be able to assist me on such a task…
I really wish Jinx were here right now… I thought. She’d already be on a lead… Lead… Leader… LEADER!! THE MAYOR!!! She could help me put together a force!
At this thought, I bolted. Several ponies cast me odd glances as I ducked and dodged my way down the street. A quick dive beneath an oncoming cart and a hop over another coming at an adjacent angle put me squarely at the edge of the sidewalk, but I still had a lot of ground to cover. Several minutes passed before I arrived at the tall porcelain structure. The mayor’s home was a place that few frequented, but many knew well. If I hadn’t been so alarmed, I would’ve stood in awe of the amazing gothic architecture and perfectly kept lawn, but it wasn’t the time for that. Instead, I charged the door like a madman and began pounding the wooden frame. However, once my fist met the thing, it creaked open. This sobered me up enough for me to stop breathing as hard as I poked my head inside. The place was dark as night and a thin layer of dust had settled over everything. The air was stale, as though nobody had opened a door for weeks! My nose twitched as I took in a faint metallic scent. As I stepped into the hall, a familiar silence filled my ears… The silence of a tomb. This house had a heavy atmosphere of fear and calamity… With quick glances into the smoking room, and bar-like area, I began tip-toeing my way toward the common area. Nobody was in there either… A small gasp caught my attention, causing me to turn to the kitchen door. Heavy, fearful breathing sporadically sounded from within… It had to be the mayor… Still, more likely than not, it was a trap… The fire poker at the base of the fireplace in the common area became my weapon as I approached the room in question.
Sure enough, it was the mayor, but there was definitely something wrong. The kitchen was decorated with that familiar, twisted, distinctly Pinkie Pie way. Blood was splayed about the floor in small pools, organs with tied to the back of chairs and the message “Welcome home, Sebastian” was inscribed on the wall in blood. The mare had a death grip on the hilt of a butcher knife and a few superficial cuts to her face as well as the look of someone who’d just seen death for the first time in their life in her dilated eyes. The necklace of unicorn horns that hung from her neck was a striking resemblance to the one Pinkie wore in our last encounter, but these seemed fresh… So fresh in fact, that the blood on the ends had just begun to coagulate. My approach was very careful, quiet and calculated. Even though I was very clearly in the poor mare’s line of sight, it was as though she didn’t see me…
“Miss Mayor? Are you alright?” I asked, coming to a crouch a few feet away from her.
She was mumbling incoherent phrases, seemingly in Latin, but I couldn’t be sure. As far as I knew, the mayor was irreligious… As I reached out to her, she startled, gasping loudly as though snapping back to reality in an instant.
“Sebastian!” she exclaimed, finally tearing her gaze from the nondescript point she was staring at.
“Ma’am, listen-”
The frightened mare dropped her weapon and took a hold of my collar.
“Pinkie Pie is still alive!” she cried at the top of her lungs.
She knew! But how…? The mayor began frantically searching the dusty floor about her, shoving a bloodied note card in my grasp.
Dear Sebastian,
Surprised, aren’t you? I have to say, you were the most fun I ever had. You actually escaped! I applaud your skill, but the sales plummeted in the since I was gone, and I want you, my bestest friend, to watch my return! I even threw you this great homecoming party! I hope you like your present!
- Pinkamena Diane Pie
P.S. Behind you.
I dropped the note and spun around at the ready to swing the poker like a baseball bat, only to startle at what was presented to me. A rusty cage had been bolted to the wall, in which was hung a small unicorn filly with a white coat and purple mane, highlighted with a light pink. I knew her. I knew her well…
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Cutie Mark Crusaders,Original Character,Pinkie Pie,Princess Celestia,Zecora,Adventure,Dark,Sad,Tragedy,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Gore
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Sweet Insanity: Hair-Trigger Madness
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Sequel to Sweet Insanity
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complete
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<p>Rarity is missing... Sebastian knows that Pinkie Pie is still alive. After recieving a letter, it's no doubt that the psychopath pony is back to finish what she started. Unfortunately for Sebatian nopony believes him.</p><p>It's up to Sebatian to rescue Rarity, nay the entire kingdom of Equestria, from the clutchess of Pinkie Pie before it's too late. But will she prove to be too much for everyone's favorite biohazard bunny???</p><p>A/N: The character Sebastian is an OC. To find out more check out the descripion in the prequel to this story: Sweet Insanity.</p>
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2012-01-20T16:27:37+00:00
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2012-01-20T16:27:37+00:00
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“Sweetie Belle!” I exclaimed, dropping my poker to help the unconscious pony out of her dreadful situation.
The cage was unlocked, thank God, but as I reached for the little thing, her eyes snapped open. I wasn’t even able to register what happened before the broke the leather restraints that held her in place and leaped onto my face, scratching blindly and roaring like a maniac. I cried out and fell backward at the sudden weight and impact on my face, but feeling her sharpened hooves scraping into my cheeks and brow brought forth another cry and forced my arms into motion. I rolled about, grappling with my young assailant for several moments before finally managing to throw her off. She went into a phlegm-filled coughing spell as she got to her feet, glaring at me.
“Sweetie Belle, what’s the matter with you!?” I demanded, wiping the blood from the new cut over my left eyebrow.
Much to my surprise, a loud thud sounded at the door. Before I could manage to turn my head, a hoard of police descended upon us. I was cuffed as well as Sweetie, but she put up one heck of a fight. The wild filly managed to do to an officer what Apple Bloom did to me and swallowed the larger part of the right side of his face. The officer was still wailing and rolling about when we were escorted out.
After a short investigation of the scene and a drawn-out taking of my statement, I was released. The officer that released me told me that if I wanted to speak to Sweetie, to head to Sweet Apple Acres. The trek out to the town’s resident apple farm was one done in silence. I still hadn’t gotten over what I did to the Apple Family. Apple Jack had cast me a knowing look when the news was broken to her about Bloom’s death. She knew something was wrong with her sister, but could never explain what. The chunk of my cheek that was missing when she saw me after the incident had told her all she needed to know. She never cried, but the sadness was heavy in her eyes…
Apple Jack had met me at the door of the stables, still wearing her mourning dress and hat. The black, lacey thing spoke of a slightly gothic Lolita style, and complemented her natural curves. The hat was quite literally an exact replica of the ten-gallon she always wore, only dyed black. She looked good, even in mourning.
“Hey there, Seb.” She greeted with a smile.
“Hey, Apple Jack.”
“Here tah talk to Sweetie Belle?”
I nodded solemnly, awaiting the horror that I was to be met with on the other side of the bright red door. She led me in, bringing me to a stable made of reinforced glass. The high-grade bulletproof kind that was used only in making windows for the cars and houses of government officials.
Jeez. High grade for such a small filly…
Sweetie Belle had been strapped down to a table of sorts, made from several old planks that had been sanded smooth. The rough leather that held the little devil in place were obviously makeshifts from Big Macintosh’s of saddle stirrups. Her eyes fixed on me as though she could bore a hole in me with them, and beneath the muzzle, I could just make out a wicked smile.
“Sebastian.” Sweetie Belle greeted with a nod.
“Sweetie Belle.” I returned the nod.
“I know, I know, you’re really mad at me for biting you. I was just playing.” She began, but I cut her off. I was running short on time and patience.
“Where is Pinkie? Where has she taken Rarity?” My voice was gruff and my brow set in a very intense stare. If this little gremlin wouldn’t tell me, I could easily just invade her mind and take the answer and even make it an unpleasant experience for her.
The blank-flank scowled and tilted her head at me.
“What’s it matter to you?”
That put me just a little bit on edge.
“WHERE IS RARITY!!!?” I roared, slamming my fist against the glass.
Sweetie apparently found this amusing and burst into sadistic laughter.
“You really care, don’t you!? Fine, I’ll tell you. You remember where you fought last time, don’t you?”
I nodded, knowing where this was going.
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Cutie Mark Crusaders,Original Character,Pinkie Pie,Princess Celestia,Zecora,Adventure,Dark,Sad,Tragedy,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Gore
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Sweet Insanity: Hair-Trigger Madness
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Sequel to Sweet Insanity
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complete
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<p>Rarity is missing... Sebastian knows that Pinkie Pie is still alive. After recieving a letter, it's no doubt that the psychopath pony is back to finish what she started. Unfortunately for Sebatian nopony believes him.</p><p>It's up to Sebatian to rescue Rarity, nay the entire kingdom of Equestria, from the clutchess of Pinkie Pie before it's too late. But will she prove to be too much for everyone's favorite biohazard bunny???</p><p>A/N: The character Sebastian is an OC. To find out more check out the descripion in the prequel to this story: Sweet Insanity.</p>
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2012-01-20T16:29:52+00:00
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2012-01-20T16:29:52+00:00
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“You’re going to go, aren’t you? To get her back?” she asked.
I didn’t even grace her with an answer, but instead simply turned and walked out. Apple Jack stood outside, leaning against the barn door, seemingly lost in another thought.
“Apple Jack. Does your family own any guns? Any weapons of any kind?”
The rancher startled and shot me a look of complete and utter shock.
“Why do you need a gun, Sebastian!?”
My resolve was unwavering, and my eye intense.
“Because as soon as I lay eye on that pink bitch, I’m gonna make sure she’s not getting up again.”
The blonde pony’s eyes fixed upon my own for several moments before she spoke, but when she did, her voice was hushed and rather breathy. She knew what I was about to do… It was as though she was giving me a last rite.
“Okay, Seb… Come with me.”
She led me out, over the field Macintosh was plowing. It seemed that even he knew my intentions and stopped to stand and wave his hoof. His eyes were more solemn than usual.
“Workin’ hard, Big Mac?” I called to him.
“Eeyup.” he responded. “Good luck, Bunny Boy.”
Once in the house itself, my dear friend lead my through many twists and turns until coming to an old, cracked, and decrepit door.
“This room was my father’s trophy room. He was a truly great hunter. I hope his spirit guides you, Sebastian…” she said, and pushed the frame open.
Apple Jack did not at all over-state her father’s hunting ability. Almost any kind of game a hunter could imagine: wolves, bears, elk, tigers, lions, antelope, and even a few wild dragons were stuffed and posed all throughout this sanctuary of victory. Each one had a cartridge and gun of some kind propped near it. Jack led me to one of the dragons, taking up what appeared to be a double-barreled shotgun of some kind.
“This one gave him a real hard time, but he got him after about a week on safari. He’d want a good hunter to have it…” she handed me the rifle, which much to my surprise and delight was a Ravensdale .50 caliber double-barreled Dragon Bane. A safari rifle designed specifically to kill ultra-tough game like dragons, harpies, and hydras. I’d never actually fired one, but it wouldn’t matter. Not with what I had in mind…
“Thank you, Apple Jack…” I mumbled quietly, in awe of the weapon in my grasp.
“Wait. There’s one more, and you’re really going to like this one.”
When I turned, Jack held in her hooves a large, hand-crafted box. Within its red velvet folds lay a long revolver. A Colt .44 Magnum with six custom rounds, each in their own fold... A relic… Beyond antique… The gun presented to me was probably well over three hundred years old… And she was offering it to me…
“No, Apple Jack, I can’t…” I began, but the cowfilly was insistent, pressing the box toward me.
“Please, Sebastian… As a gift. I want you to have it.”
Those eyes were ones I could never say no to. Not after what I’d done to her family. I propped the rifle back against the dragon and took hold of the ivory grip. The thing was beautiful! Its still-gleaming chrome finish, perfectly embroidered barrel and sheer feel of tradition had an almost religious effect on me. It was as though God himself was bestowing the power to defeat my foes to me.
My Lord, who art in Heaven, hallowed be thy name… Thy kingdom come… Thy Will be done… On Earth, as it is in Heaven… Give us this, our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who’ve… Trespassed against us… For yours is the kingdom, the power and the glory, forever and ever… Amen.
As I slowly loaded each round into a chamber of the cylinder, Apple Jack closed the case and set it down, wrapping her arms about my neck. Closing the weapon, I craned my head about to look her in the eyes, then embraced her. She was shivering violently and her breathing became sporadic and shallow, as though she was holding back tears.
“Apple Jack, I’ll come back. You know I will. I always do.” I whispered the promise into her ear as though I were talking to a lover. She shuddered at the intensity of the words.
“I know you will, but… Could you do this… For Apple Bloom…?” she requested without allowing me to see her face; no doubt streaming with tears.
It took me several moments before I spoke, but the words finally came to me.
“It won’t bring Apple Bloom back… But if it will bring you closure… I will.”
That did it. My dear friend broke into sobs against my shoulder, shuddering and shaking as though her legs had given out. We stood in that spot for several moments, embracing as I awaited the end of her sobbing spell. Once she regained her composure, Apple Jack handed me four .50 caliber rounds.
“Good luck, Sebastian.” She said, placing her hoof on my shoulder.
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Cutie Mark Crusaders,Original Character,Pinkie Pie,Princess Celestia,Zecora,Adventure,Dark,Sad,Tragedy,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Gore
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Sweet Insanity: Hair-Trigger Madness
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Sequel to Sweet Insanity
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complete
| -1 | -1 |
<p>Rarity is missing... Sebastian knows that Pinkie Pie is still alive. After recieving a letter, it's no doubt that the psychopath pony is back to finish what she started. Unfortunately for Sebatian nopony believes him.</p><p>It's up to Sebatian to rescue Rarity, nay the entire kingdom of Equestria, from the clutchess of Pinkie Pie before it's too late. But will she prove to be too much for everyone's favorite biohazard bunny???</p><p>A/N: The character Sebastian is an OC. To find out more check out the descripion in the prequel to this story: Sweet Insanity.</p>
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2012-01-20T16:30:49+00:00
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2012-01-20T16:30:49+00:00
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I took the rounds, pocketing two but loading the other two into the breach of the Dragon Bane. Before I turned to leave, I threw my arms about Apple Jacks waist and planted a hard, closing kiss heavy with finality. Her eyes fluttered for a moment but closed after a moment. Once I broke contact, my gaze fixed in hers I whispered.
“I’m sorry.”
That was the moment Big Macintosh chose to burst into the room, waving his hooves about like a madstallion.
“Sweetie Belle is missing!!” he cried frantically.
“Relax, Mac. I know where she’s going.”
He stopped immediately, his deep yellow eyes growing solemn.
“Think you can beat her?” he asked.
“With this,” I gestured to the rifle in my hands, “It’ll be a cinch.”
“Good. Go get ‘em.”
Fifteen minutes later, I was back in my room at home, rifling through my wardrobe for something that could conceal the weapons the Apple family had so graciously given to me. After a fourth pass, I settled on my old frock coat. Within the midnight-hued stitches laid many a dark memory, as well as my finest times… It was a gift to me from none other than my dear mistress, Alice.
I should call her…
The sweet sound of the youthful dormouse’s voice made me melt inside as she gave a very cheery greeting.
“Hello~!?”
“Alice.” My voice came across as more business-like as I meant, and she caught on immediately.
“You’re going to do something dangerous, aren’t you, Sebastian?” she asked, the cheer in her voice that I so loved hearing being replaced by a solemnity that didn’t suit her beautiful face at all.
“Yes, M’lady… I’m sorry… But Pinkie must be brought down. No longer can I allow her to trot about Equestria killing whomever she pleases. The royal guards are scared stiff of her, and the local police are even more useless than they are. I killed her once, Lady Alice. I just have to kill her again.”
A long silence passed between us before Alice spoke again. Her voice was thick as though she was fighting back tears.
“Sebastian… Please be careful.”
The request was simple, yet I knew there were millions of imperatives within it.
“I will. But Alice… If I don’t come back-”
“Don’t say that! You will come back!! I know you will!!” she was on the verge of a total breakdown, it was clear.
“I love you.” I stated as cooly as I could manage.
A gasp came from my mistress followed by a long silence. Once it was clear she wouldn’t speak, I began again.
“I just thought you should know that… Would you pray with me?”
“O-oh!” she stammered. “Yes…”
I bowed my head then and closed my eyes.
“God? I know I’ve been a very carnal Baptist in my time, but I need you now… You allowed me to live after Pinkie and my last encounter, and I never thanked you. I’m sorry… But this time, I’m not stumbling in blindly… I know exactly where I’m going… What I’ll see… Who I will send you to judge… What they’ve done is something I cannot bring myself to forgive… I know in your Word, it states that forgiveness is a Godly virtue, but it’s not one I posses when it comes to people such as these… But if I don’t succeed in my endeavor… I ask you to take care of Alice… And… If I come to your gates soon… Take me into Heaven… Forgive me my trespasses… Save my soul… And please keep my hand steady and my aim true…” with a shuddering breath I finished. “Amen.”
Alice was the first to hang up. No doubt, she was throwing herself into the arms of Marin, a trusted servant of the Ravensdale household to sob her heart out… I looked in the mirror in search of potential hiding places for the guns, however, the dark-furred rabbit I saw looking back at me was not the one who came to Equestria. No, this was a man who’d seen too much. Who was about to do something terrible. My deep onyx fur seemed a shade darker, my hollow, silver eye filled with hate, and the scowl that was plastered on my face seemed to have been etched there my whole life. This was the Sebastian Cornelius Cooper that fought Professor Q. This was not the real me. Not that happy, floppy-eared bunny from Terra All Boys. No… This was the rabbit they called the “Biohazard Bunny”.
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TerraPonies
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Cutie Mark Crusaders,Original Character,Pinkie Pie,Princess Celestia,Zecora,Adventure,Dark,Sad,Tragedy,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Gore
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Sweet Insanity: Hair-Trigger Madness
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Sequel to Sweet Insanity
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complete
| -1 | -1 |
<p>Rarity is missing... Sebastian knows that Pinkie Pie is still alive. After recieving a letter, it's no doubt that the psychopath pony is back to finish what she started. Unfortunately for Sebatian nopony believes him.</p><p>It's up to Sebatian to rescue Rarity, nay the entire kingdom of Equestria, from the clutchess of Pinkie Pie before it's too late. But will she prove to be too much for everyone's favorite biohazard bunny???</p><p>A/N: The character Sebastian is an OC. To find out more check out the descripion in the prequel to this story: Sweet Insanity.</p>
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2012-01-20T16:31:10+00:00
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2012-01-20T16:31:10+00:00
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By the time I arrived at Sugar Cube Corner, night had fallen and I was little more than a ghost moving through the shadows. I walked down the darkened road in absolute silence. Each step that drew me closer to the bakery was one of meticulous planning and calculation. Every possible scenario, every outcome, every turn of events I considered. Once I was within a block, I began singing lowly to myself.
“Show me how to lie, you’re getting better all the time at turning all against one, it’s an art that’s hard to teach… Another clever word sets off an unsuspecting herd, and as you step back into line, a mob jumps to their feet… Now dance, sucker, dance, man, they never had a chance and no-one ever knew, it was really only you. And now you steal away… Take her out today… Nice work ya did… You’re gonna go far, kid. With a thousand lies and a good disguise, hit ‘em right between the eyes, hit ‘em right between the eyes! When you walk away; nothing more to say, see the lightning in your eyes; See ‘em runnin’ FOR THEIR LIVES…..”
The Corner’s lights were still lit and three small shadows were moving about the shop. They were there. Waiting, in all probability. I shed my bandage, allowing the crimson eye and it’s inky black biohazard in place of my pupil and iris beneath to open and ready itself at the door and paused for the last time. This was it. Do or die. Reaching back into the tails of my coat, I drew and loaded the Dragon Bane.
“Heaven or Hell. LET’S ROCK!!!” I declared as if to God himself was listening.
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TerraPonies
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Cutie Mark Crusaders,Original Character,Pinkie Pie,Princess Celestia,Zecora,Adventure,Dark,Sad,Tragedy,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Gore
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Sweet Insanity: Hair-Trigger Madness
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Sequel to Sweet Insanity
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complete
| -1 | -1 |
<p>Rarity is missing... Sebastian knows that Pinkie Pie is still alive. After recieving a letter, it's no doubt that the psychopath pony is back to finish what she started. Unfortunately for Sebatian nopony believes him.</p><p>It's up to Sebatian to rescue Rarity, nay the entire kingdom of Equestria, from the clutchess of Pinkie Pie before it's too late. But will she prove to be too much for everyone's favorite biohazard bunny???</p><p>A/N: The character Sebastian is an OC. To find out more check out the descripion in the prequel to this story: Sweet Insanity.</p>
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2012-01-20T16:31:26+00:00
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2012-01-20T16:31:26+00:00
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My boot met the door with enough force to propel the thing off its hinges and to the other side of the bakery. I stepped in quickly, rifle already at my cheek, swinging around to find a mark.
“Hah there, Sebas-chun.”
The voice came from my right. Still keeping the stock of the rifle to my cheek, I spied Apple Bloom sitting atop a table, legs crossed in a relaxed manner, in a dress of hide emblazoned with the cutie marks of what I believed to be her past victims. She looked strikingly like Pinkie Pie… Wait a minute…
“I killed you.” I stated matter-of-factly.
The yellow filly nodded and hopped down from her perch, spinning in a small circle as though to show off a new garment.
“You did. But Mistress Pinkie got that Zecora lady to bring me back.” She replied.
My gaze drifted over her for a moment before my left eye registered the metal in her back.
“And Pinkie fused your back back together. I guess even Equestrian magic can’t fix all of lives troubles.”
She nodded once more.
“Yer good. Now enough talk. Rarity won’t make a dress outta ‘erself, y’know.”
Bloom’s eyes were intense and she was ready to pounce. I’d made the mistake of letting her in close once and it cost me dearly. This time, I wasn’t taking any chances. With a twitch of my finger, the recoil of the .50 round slammed into my shoulder. Any normal person would have been rocked backward at such an impact, but I was far from normal. It had little more effect on me than a tap on the shoulder. As the round found its mark between her eyes, Apple Bloom disappeared in a mist of red. A presence registered off to my immediate left where Sweetie Belle was charging toward me wearing a garment similar to Bloom’s. Just like the previous shot, when the massive slug of lead met its mark, my second assailant was little more than a blood stain on the wall. I was out of bullets, so I had to improvise as an orange-coated filly launched herself from the check-out counter at me. Her name was Scootaloo. She was still in school and a blank-flank just like her friends. She was the newest member of this sick little group… In a capacity different from this one, they called themselves the Cutie Mark Crusaders. Pinkie had used their drive to find who they really are to help her “make cupcakes”. All of this was revealed to me in the split-second my gaze had lingered on her. Quickly shifting my grip on the gun from stock to barrel, I swung the weapon as though it were a baseball bat. The hard, lacquered wood stock slammed into her temple, causing it to snap to the side, her neck bend at an awkward angle. Her tiny frame changed direction and flew into the wall adjacent wall, going totally limp.
Once the adrenaline had settled, I looked about at the damage. Two fillies had been blown into oblivion and another lay against the wall, her neck shattered. The rifle had met Scootaloo’s head with such force that it actually bent the barrel… It would be useless to keep such a damaged piece, so I tossed it aside.
“Requiem in pace.” I hissed, giving a half-hearted sign of the cross.
My focus was then turned to the trapdoor that was hidden beneath the rug behind the counter. With the yank I gave it, the entire plank system came up with a snap. Trudging down the familiar staircase, the memories of the fight with Apple Bloom raced through my mind.
“She’s gone now… Rarity’s waiting…” I assured myself quietly.
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TerraPonies
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1298
| 7 |
Cutie Mark Crusaders,Original Character,Pinkie Pie,Princess Celestia,Zecora,Adventure,Dark,Sad,Tragedy,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Gore
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Sweet Insanity: Hair-Trigger Madness
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Sequel to Sweet Insanity
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complete
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<p>Rarity is missing... Sebastian knows that Pinkie Pie is still alive. After recieving a letter, it's no doubt that the psychopath pony is back to finish what she started. Unfortunately for Sebatian nopony believes him.</p><p>It's up to Sebatian to rescue Rarity, nay the entire kingdom of Equestria, from the clutchess of Pinkie Pie before it's too late. But will she prove to be too much for everyone's favorite biohazard bunny???</p><p>A/N: The character Sebastian is an OC. To find out more check out the descripion in the prequel to this story: Sweet Insanity.</p>
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mature
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2012-01-20T16:32:15+00:00
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2012-01-20T16:32:15+00:00
| 291 |
The meat locker was fresh with entries. Several new ponies, still steaming and dripping with un-drained blood were occupying the hooks. I recognized one, much to my horror, as the dear, sweet school teacher, Ms. Cheerlie. She was a spry, happy, pink-coated mare with a passion for children and living. She still had a great deal of skin and fur hanging on her. Whoever did the skinning was untrained… The Crusaders… The sight hardened my resolve. Pinkie was going to die tonight, and I -Sebastian Cornelius Cooper- would be the one to put her down.
With a haphazard kick to the door leading in to what I had come to call “The Chamber”, the wood cracked and the door itself flew into the room, just like the door upstairs.
“Sebastian! Doesn’t a butler like you know barging into someone’s private space is rude!?” Pinkie huffed, crossing her hooves over her chest in a very miffed manner.
As I drew the revolver, which had been tucked into a holster that had been given to me for my last birthday by my gun-enthusiast of a brother, I looked about for any sign of Rarity. Nothing…
“Alright, Pinkie,” I demanded. “Where is she?”
The pink-maned pony cocked her head at me.
“Who?”
Cocking the hammer back, I continued.
“Rarity! Where is Rarity!!?”
Gummy, Pinkie’s toothless pet alligator, came creeping up next to her, out of some kind of depression or hole in the floor. That had to be where my white-coated mare in distress was laid to wait.
“Oh!” Pinkie confirmed. “She’s in the hole.”
Once my hand came to a stop, my sights set between her eyes, Pinkie began to smile.
“Not even gonna give your bestest friend a fighting chance, huh?” she asked.
“No.”
My curt reply was accompanied by my first shot. Pinkie was quick enough to evade the round and begin a zig-zag approach on me. Her movements were quick enough to evade my aim until she was within arm’s reach. At that point, the slow motion effect of my eye and adrenaline took hold. With a wild step backward, my finger pulled back once again. The shot met its mark this time. The force snapped her head back, bringing her now limp frame back with her. The poor psycho landed flat on her back, mouth agape in an eternal scream, a hole big enough to stick my thumb through voided the space between her eyes and the floor beneath her pooled with blood and grey matter… It wasn’t enough… Just one wasn’t enough…
“One…” BLAM!
“Two…” BLAM!!
“ Three...” BLAM!!!
“Four…” BLAM!!!!
That was the end of Pinkamena Diane Pie. It had to be. Almost nothing remained of her head… Nobody, not even The Professor could survive such a thing…
“Rarity-”
My words were cut short by the shouting by the Royal Guards charging down the staircase, armed to the teeth with everything from swords and maces to pistols and assault rifles. Their bewildered expressions told me that they had no clue what had happened. My explanation would wait for now.
“Help me get Miss Rarity out of that hole.” I demanded, crouching down to look deep into the abyss below.
“Sebastian!! Is that you!? Oh, thank Heaven! GET ME OUT OF HERE!!” Rarity’s voice was hoarse, strained and incredibly tired.
“Rarity!” I called down to her. “I’m coming down to get you!!”
One of the guards came forward with a repelling harness designed to carry two and a long length of rope. Rarity was half-starved and her horn was missing. The wound was infected… Still, she launched herself into my arms sobbing like a newborn foal upon laying eyes on me.
“Thank you!” she sobbed out.
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TerraPonies
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1298
| 8 |
Cutie Mark Crusaders,Original Character,Pinkie Pie,Princess Celestia,Zecora,Adventure,Dark,Sad,Tragedy,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Gore
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Sweet Insanity: Hair-Trigger Madness
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Sequel to Sweet Insanity
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complete
| -1 | -1 |
<p>Rarity is missing... Sebastian knows that Pinkie Pie is still alive. After recieving a letter, it's no doubt that the psychopath pony is back to finish what she started. Unfortunately for Sebatian nopony believes him.</p><p>It's up to Sebatian to rescue Rarity, nay the entire kingdom of Equestria, from the clutchess of Pinkie Pie before it's too late. But will she prove to be too much for everyone's favorite biohazard bunny???</p><p>A/N: The character Sebastian is an OC. To find out more check out the descripion in the prequel to this story: Sweet Insanity.</p>
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mature
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2012-01-20T16:32:34+00:00
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2012-01-20T16:32:34+00:00
| 345 |
I held her close to me for several moments before slipping the harness onto her frail frame. I gave a quick tug of the rope which was met with a slow accent up into the caring arms of the white-coated stallions. Once out of the harness and back on Mother Earth, they took down my statement. After what felt like a short eternity, the hoard went still. My gaze drifted up to see what it was about only to have my jaw hit the floor.
“Princess Celestia.” I stated in awe.
Her eyes were set upon me in a way that both entranced and intimidated me. Her multicolored mane flowed beautifully behind her in her resolute stride. What was she going to do? Was I in bigger trouble than I thought? Was something-
The white-coated princess suddenly embraced me. My whole body tensed up so tight, I felt as though the muscles were separating themselves from the bones. She stood there for several moments, but finally drew back. The blush that broke over my face was so fierce, it could be seen even though my fur could usually conceal it.
“The people of Equestria owe you a great debt. Is there anything at all we can do to repay you?” the princess asked genuinely.
After a few moments of thought, I looked to the frail, weak, half starved pony that was Rarity.
“Rarity… Sweetie Belle-”
“I know. I know what you had to do.” She cut me off, her eyes a tad hollow from her recent experience and knowledge that her sister was more than happy to allow her to be made into a dress.
“I’m sorry…” I uttered the words almost breathlessly. Twice had I mangled a family… First of Apple Jack… Now of Rarity… I turned back to the princess, looking her directly in the eye with new resolve.
“Three things. First… Keep Rarity’s eyes shielded from what’s upstairs… Second… Don’t tell Apple Jack that her sister was alive. Third… Give me a lighter and don’t interfere…”
The gorgeous pegasus-unicorn pony nodded and gestured to the guards. They all filed out with her, one stopping to hand me the lighter I’d requested. The design on the side of the Zippo he handed me was a blood-spattered biohazard on a yellow background. Fitting…
“What are you gonna do?” he asked.
“Burn it.”
It wasn’t long before I had the entire basement engulfed in an inferno that started with Pinkie’s corpse and spread to the dry hides on the walls. The wooden ceiling would be next… My pace going up the stairs however was nonchalant. Careless, even. As I re-entered the bakery above, all was as I left it. The blood stains, the broken filly… All was well. The tongues of the flames below had already caught the drapes above, and the smoke was already rising. I had only gotten thirty meters from the place when the first wall collapsed. In a snap decision, I turned about to watch what I had done. The flames reached high into the night sky, lighting the clouds above. Tiny embers, the souls of those who’d lost their lives within, rose up into the endless night sky beyond the stars into the Pearly Gates.
“May you rest well.” I mumbled to them as they disappeared.
My gaze lingered upon the blazing structure for several more minutes, but a shroud within the inferno caught my eye. It was small… Head at a strange angle… Scootaloo… Her mouth gaped at me and an ear-splitting, earth-shattering, dimension-rifting scream erupted from the burning figure. As a last ditch effort, a final, desperate attempt to kill me the poor filly bolted toward me, waving her arms. She was fast, even though her muscles were disintegrating right off of her. I didn’t even move, though. Not even a flinch. My face stayed perfectly blank, almost pitiful. As I expected, she flopped over only five meters from me. She curled up and shriveled beneath the flames that were working their way through her body like a dead insect. I felt sorry for the little one… Never got a chance to live…
“Requiem in pace…” I offered truthfully, giving the sign of the cross.
As I turned away from the blazing structure, I began singing a low tune.
“Attend the tale of Pinkie Pie….Her mane was pink, her movement spry…….”
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Sacred Hero
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1300
| 1 |
Original Character,Alternate Universe,Adventure,Sad,Tragedy,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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Radiant Tear
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incomplete
| -1 | -1 |
<p>Death. It is an event that is inevitable. A curse of our own mortality. Tell me reader, since life and death is ambiguous, what do you think of it? Sadness, joy, morbid? Well, for our alicorn, Radiant Tear, it is an event that he will avoid. He will have to be one of the last hope for preserving the knowledge of our dying universe.</p>
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everyone
|
2011-11-02T23:19:26+00:00
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2011-11-02T23:19:26+00:00
| 1,089 |
Radiant Tear Prologue Pt 1
“Run Radiant Star! We have to hurry to the pods!”
“Dad, it’s so far…I don’t have enough energy.”
“Radiant Tear! We are almost there…I can see it!”
Death is so close to us. For 3 hours they’ve been running in this forest, searching for this space pod that can launch us out of this universe that is ending. At first, Radiant Tear thought they were chasing a fairytale because there was never any news about some pod. But now, as he sees it with his own eyes, he realized they could survive the cold death that the universe is going through. As they go up the stairs leading to the platform, excitement runs through his body. They could survive this apocalypse!
“Okay, now to type the code…” his father exclaimed, typing down the code to open the pod.
“T…W…I…L…I…G…H…T…processing……” A click was heard on the pod. “Correct…opening…”
“Oh my god…honey we can get off this planet! We can live! C’mon Tear, get on!” her mother cheered, pushing her son in the pod.
“Stop! In the name of Dictator Manemare!” a voice shouted behind them. Radiant heard and started to shake badly.
“Hurry mother! Father, get in and lock the door…” Radiant whispered. His mother made a subtle sign, telling him to hide. Seeing the situation they’re in, he had to. So he went behind one of the container like beds with a sign above them saying ‘Cryopod 3’. As soon as he hid, he heard the conversation.
“You are currently trespassing government territory. We ask that you leave this-“
“And see us die? No way! We will not die while you government blank flanks live!” his father said as he hoof-kicked the authorities. “Get in there love! I’ll hold them-“there were screams of pain and flashes coming from his body, making the lights dance around the pod.
“Honey!” his mother said before being tasered too. Radiant wanted to scream, but he knew that if that happened, he would be caught. So he shut his mouth. The dictator’s black mane slowly showed through the door of the pod. Radiant quickly ducked, hoping to luck that he wasn’t caught. Manemare’s hooves clopped against the metal platform, walking away from the pod.
“Lock up the pod. Make sure this doesn’t happen again.” Manemare ordered the authorities. In unison, they stomped on the ground, showing recognition of their orders. They pulled my parents away from the pod while locking the pod. But something buzzed after it closed. He heard a bit of commotion outside the doors.
“Huh? What the…it malfunctioned!”
Radiant Tear gasped, having shocked eyes. His parents were out there and now the door glitched up, staying shut. The authorities tried everything they could for half an hour, from finding a way through a computer and trying kicking it down, but to no avail.
“Manemare won’t be too happy about this! We have to find a way to open it!”
“It’s stuck dude! We can’t open it, maybe if we get a unicorn quick enough-“a kick was heard.
“Never mention unicorn again! Ugh, I hate unicorns. Good thing society is-“
“Sir! I’m checking surveillance! There’s an alicorn filly in there!” one of the soldiers said. Well, he got caught, but on the bright side, he's trapped behind a malfunctioned door. No way they can ever get him!
Then, the universe made a noise that sounded like a roar. In fear, he ran up to the door, banging my hooves on it. He pleaded for his mother and father, wanting to be in the comfort of their arms. But seeing how much they were struggling to open the door, he realized he would never be in their arms. The dictator happens to see the conflict happening and sees him. Everyone expected a great backlash of insults from him, but he gently smiled and helped his parents up. They both knew that their time was up.
“Young colt, I know that deep in your heart, you are scared. You want to be with your parents, be in their arms and love. But we all have a path to go down to alone…and that time is now. Say goodbye to your parents and I’ll begin the launch sequence myself.” Manemare softly said. Everyone gasped at his sudden kindness. He walked toward the controls of the pod, letting Radiant Tear’s parents walk up to the pod, face to face with their son.
“Mommy! Daddy! Please, don’t give up! We can find a way! We can be together…please don’t give up…” Radiant Tear cried, hanging his head low. His parents placed their hooves flat on the glass screen, matching it with their son’s.
“Son, I know how hard it was trying to raise you seeing that you’re a mix breed. But don’t cry anymore, you’ll be happy. Truly happy once you reach a planet full of intelligent life forms. Please son…live on for us…” they both said to him. He cried harder, knowing that he’ll have to go without them, leaving them to their deaths. An alarm blared through the speakers and Radiant looked around, scared by the sudden noise.
“The sequence is set. Everything is in preparation. Son…you are the one of the last best hope of ponykind. Please don’t let us down. Don’t let our knowledge die…” he pressed a button and Manemare, his parents and the soldiers ran down the stairs of the platform and the sequence counted down.
“10…9…8…7…”
“No…please no…let this be a dream!”
“6…5…4…3…”
“Please let me wake up!”
“2…1…0…”
“MOMMY!”
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Sacred Hero
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1300
| 2 |
Original Character,Alternate Universe,Adventure,Sad,Tragedy,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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Radiant Tear
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incomplete
| -1 | -1 |
<p>Death. It is an event that is inevitable. A curse of our own mortality. Tell me reader, since life and death is ambiguous, what do you think of it? Sadness, joy, morbid? Well, for our alicorn, Radiant Tear, it is an event that he will avoid. He will have to be one of the last hope for preserving the knowledge of our dying universe.</p>
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everyone
|
2011-10-13T02:02:46+00:00
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2011-10-13T02:02:46+00:00
| 762 |
Prologue Pt. 2
Radiant Tear cried to himself as the pod is going higher. He witnessed explosions, murders, and riots all over his home town before he got any higher. They all wanted to get into these space pods before the universe would end. He cried harder, wishing that his parent's death would be fast and painless. He wished he would be with them, to die along with everypony.
"Why does this have to happen? Why!?" He yelled in anger. He stomped on the floor and was about to break one of the machines. Something flashed behind him and he stopped himself. He looked behind him and sees a pink pony behind him. But she looked way different than anypony he's ever seen. She was a bit transparent. He walked up to her, questioning what this pony could be. A ghost? Some sort of magic this pod was giving? He couldn't understand. Her eyes quickly opened, startling him since all that was in her eyes were just blank white.
"Hello, I am A.I Pinkiana Version 1.2." something flashed from her eyes and laser line scanners ran up and down Radiant's body. The A.I gasped and wore an angry look. "What did you do to Dictator Manemare?"
"He sacrificed his life, letting me live instead of him. You have every right to be-" a bright light showered the small pod and Radiant Tear closed his eyes, not wanting to get blind from whatever caused the flash. As the light dimmed down, he looked out the glass screen of the pod.
The universe started to shape in many different forms. Radiant's eyes seem to be blinded by tears, realizing that it's now dying. He sees his home planet being torn apart by some scientific explanation that he could not ponder at the moment. He wailed as every happy moments flashed before his eyes. At that exact moment, the universe exploded. The force of the explosion sent the pod flying out of the boundaries of his galaxy, and soon the universe. His body flew into Cryopod 3 and it shut tight, keeping him safe from physical damages he would get being thrown around. He felt a sharp pain around his head and before he knew it, he fell asleep, leaving everything behind him.
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Soon Radiant Tear opened his eyes, waking up inside a big room the size of a gym. There was a desk surrounded by educational supplies, a targeting hall, and entertainment stations. He questioned the environment. Soon, A.I Pinkiana appeared nearby.
"I looked into surveillance cameras and witnessed the scene before launch. It...was quite a sorrowful scene. So I decided to teach you all there is that was installed in the pod. You see, the scientists made a special hardware to store everything that we know. From science, math, literary arts, everything you can imagine. They want to preserve our knowledge that in case somepony dies during the journey to another world, that planet could install our hardware and teach our knowledge to them." Pinkiana explained to Radiant Tear. She smiled, "I will teach you as long as you put your mind and body to the task. We don't know how long this journey could be, but the pod is travelling between the speed of sound and light. So we have all the time in the wo-...well, you understand..."
Radiant Tear looked around his surroundings. He sees windows flashing memories of his childhood and quick flashes of his parents. He sees the scene where Manemare spoke to him in an unexpected kind voice. He can't let anypony down. He has to learn all there is that is now known to his species.
"Alright...I'll do it." Radiant wiped a tear from his eyes and wore a serious expression on his face. Pinkiana smiled and walked toward the desk.
"Let's begin."
15 years passed as he learned everything from A.I Pinkiana. All there is and all that's known. He learned to conduct his magic to protect himself. He learned magical theoretics, algebra, calculus, you name it. Now he tries to learn the last thing he doesn't want to learn, psychology. To some of you who don't know, psychology is the study of the mind.
"Okay, now for mental illnesses. There are many illnesses of the mind. There is schizophrenia, bipolar disease, megalomania, and other things we will be learning about." Pinkiana said, writing things on the chalkboard. Radiant Tear began to dwell in his mind, the memories he had when he was a child. He remembered looking out the windows and seeing other ponies play. He would try to go out, but only few ponies would play with him because they never understood alicorns. But it would be their parents that would drag his friends aw-
"Radiant! Pay attention...I don't want you to forget all that you learned throughout the time you had here." Pinkiana yelled.
"How can I? This is psychology, study of the mind. I don't want to learn what's lost." Radiant Tear said in a melancholic tone.
"You didn't lose your mind. You are inside it. It's where we've-"
"I know that. I thought you'd be smart enough to understand what it meant, seeing that we learned philosophy just two years ago." Radiant said bleakly. Pinkiana pondered for a moment and realized what he meant. His loss of everything. How he lost his parents and few friends that he had. Pinkiana walked up to him and tried giving a hug, but she passed through him. "I want it all back. I want to be with my parents, friends, all that are depending on me!"
"I know you do. But we'll be someplace other than this!" Pinkiana tried to calm him down.
"But how long until we get there?! How long?!?!" He screamed, kicking away at everything. "I'm in my mind...I'll be a prisoner of my own body for the duration of the trip! It could take decades, centuries, maybe for eternity!"
"Sleep!" Pinkiana said before a white flash blurred in Radiant's vision. He tried resisting to whatever was grabbing him as he was being induced into sleep. As he fell on the ground, Pinkiana started tearing. "I'm so sorry..."
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|
Sacred Hero
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1300
| 3 |
Original Character,Alternate Universe,Adventure,Sad,Tragedy,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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Radiant Tear
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incomplete
| -1 | -1 |
<p>Death. It is an event that is inevitable. A curse of our own mortality. Tell me reader, since life and death is ambiguous, what do you think of it? Sadness, joy, morbid? Well, for our alicorn, Radiant Tear, it is an event that he will avoid. He will have to be one of the last hope for preserving the knowledge of our dying universe.</p>
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everyone
|
2011-10-17T19:44:55+00:00
|
2011-10-17T19:44:55+00:00
| 942 |
Radiant Tear Prologue End
Radiant Tear has been a prisoner of his mind for over 1000 years now. He was forced to build his own reality to keep himself sane. Pinkiana watched him as he walked around with ponies that were created from the depths of his mind. But it was saddening to know that all of this wasn't real. And it hurt her every time she had to remind Radiant Tear. His mind seemed to break apart everything he would create and had to start again from scratch. It also hurt Radiant, living life inside his mind. He would make friends with somepony. But just like in real life, they had an end. It saddened him that his creations would meet an untimely end.
This whole journey was the epitome of eternity. Radiant Tear learned all he had to know many centuries ago, but it seemed that all hope of finding another home was lost. He was just in his house atop of a little mountain, along with his lover, Leafy Leaves, a pony created from the depths of his mind. She was a nice pony, for she took care of Nature's pets and Nature itself. They were eating dinner when Pinkiana came into the dining room.
"Pinkiana! Such a pleasure to meet you. How are you?" Leafy Leaves cheerfully said, bowing her head a little.
"I'm fine, but I need to talk to Radiant Tear for a moment. It's very important." Pinkiana said, with a little shaky voice. Radiant sensed the aura she was giving off. He stood up and walked out of room, sitting out on the porch.
"What is it you want to talk about?" Radiant Tear asked, curious on what Pinkiana has to say.
"I checked outside of the pod. Scanners are lighting up. We found a habitable planet."
".............." Radiant Tear was silent. But a grin was plastered on his face. No one, not even Pinkiana could feel the joy he felt. He could finally be with something, or better yet, somepony.
"The Life Scanner detected life. I will not spoil the surprise for you. But we can finally have a home!"
"How long until we land? It can't be that long since you've no doubt set course for that planet."
"It will be in a few hours. Say your goodbyes to your creations. Your mind needs to be clear of all thoughts of this reality, or else you'll view reality as this. And it is extensively bad. I seen it happen during tests of this pod." Pinkiana saw his face change into a sorrowful mood. It's understandable, seeing that you have played God for centuries and have to kill your own creations, and put them back into your mind. Radiant Tear flew up, his horn glowing with a vicious aura. Deadly magic spat out of his horn, destroying everything at a molecular level. The only thing left was his house, that collapsed with the mountain. Leafy Leaves crawled out and sees the whole environment turn into a gym. The place where Radiant Tear first lived out his years learning.
"Honey?! What did you do? Why is everypony gone?!" Leafy said, covered in bruises and splinters of the wooden house. Radiant Tear walked up to her and tears splashed down in front of his lover, a creation of his mind.
"I have to leave you know. We've been together for a long time, but now it's my time to leave. You see, I'm-"
"God? Oh please...no...no no no! Why?! Why are you killing your own world!?"
"This world is just a place to keep me sane. I am not a god, but all of you ponies here saw me as a god; though none of you thought I was God." his horn glowed and her soul floated out of her body.
"Radiant...I will never forget you. I hope you are happy wherever you may be." She said, tears falling as she ascended upward. Pinkiana stepped up to him, looking scared.
"Uhhh...we have a problem. It seems that when that door malfunctioned, it kinda spread around. So the container is sealed, but you will be able to thaw out once it opens." Radiant Tear looked scared. He was terrified at a thought that struck him.
"What if we have another 1000 years to be discovered?! How intelligent are these creatures!?" Radiant yelled.
"I don't know! The Life Scanner doesn't show us intelligence, it shows what type of life they have. It's fully evolved though, so they might be intelligent, but not as us though." Pinkiana reassured him. He sighed. He doesn't want to be trapped for many more days or hours, or worse, years. All he can do is squeeze his eyes and yell.
"HELP!!!!!!!"
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It was a lovely night on Ponyville. Twilight Sparkle and her new friends gazed up toward the sky, having a little party of their own on top of a hill. Pinkie Pie made the plans, Applejack created the snacks, Rarity made the ever so lovely decorations, Fluttershy was just enjoying the starlight, and Rainbow Dash gracefully flew into the dark skies. But Spike? Well, baby dragons need their sleep. And it was their time to celebrate the defeat of Nightmare Moon.
"Now would you look at that? Shooting stars!" Applejack said in a tone of awe. They all looked up and saw streaks of light sweeping across the sky.
"Pfft, I could go faster than that! Watch this!" Rainbow Dash boasted, dashing off into the sky. She sees one particular streak and catches up to it. She looks at it, smiling at the challenge, but realizes this one was heading for her, and fast. She abruptly stopped and watched it land into the Everfree Forest, making a small earthquake. Rainbow Dash raced back to her friends, seeing them either on their stomachs or on their backs.
"What on Earth made that dreadful quake!?" Rarity managed to say, despite being shaken around a lot.
"It made my voice sound funny!" Pinkie Pie cheerfully said.
"Rainbow Dash, did you see what made that?" Twilight Sparkle asked.
"It landed in the Everfree Forest! I'll show you!" Rainbow Dash flew toward the crash site, with her friends following her. When they got to the scene, there was a small crater and inside it, a big metallic ball, with one window jutting out a bit. They carefully approached the foreign object, curious as to what's inside it.
"Umm...it looks a bit scary..." Fluttershy mumbled, backing away.
"Hmm...it ain't openin'. Let me try buckin' the door off." Applejack said. Everypony backed away and she hoof kicked the door. Nothing happened. She tried bucking it at many angles but it barely nudged.
"Hmmm...let me see what's inside." Twilight placed her face against the window and her horn lit up, showing what's inside of this space object. "Guys, this is a space pod! There are beds in there!" She exclaimed, looking around in awe. She looked around more and saw a big red button on a console attached to the wall. She thought and used her magic to push the button. The walls weren't magic-proof and the button was pressed. The pod clicked and a soft noise was heard. The door leaned over and it fell off of it's hinges. Twilight and her friends ran out of the crater, expecting something to come out of it. 5 minutes passed, and nothing came out of the pod.
"Maybe we should check what's inside...I hope it's a cute creature!" Fluttershy said softly.
"A cute creature? From up in space? It's highly unlikely." Rarity said, in disgust of a thought. Fluttershy hugging a green slime monster. Ugh, the thought sickened her.
"C'mon! I wanna see what's inside!" Pinkie Pie cheerfully said, hopping up and down toward the space pod. They all followed and went inside. They looked and gasped at all of the advanced technologies they have never seen before.
"Why...this is way more advanced than what I saw at Manehattan." Applejack managed to say. They all looked at the sign above the container beds. Cryopod 1...Cryopod 2...Cryopod 3. Only 3 of these containers. They saw something inside of the 3rd cryopod and took a look.
"What the hay?!" Applejack gasped.
"Oh...my..." Fluttershy mumbled. Rarity fainted.
"Mother of Celestia..."Twilight exclaimed
"Are you kidding me?!" Rainbow Dash yelled.
"Another pony? A pony up in space?! This calls for another party!" Pinkie Pie cheerfully said.
"No time Pinkie Pie. He seems to be frozen in this pod. We need to-" a little electronic noise plus glowing interrupted her thoughts. There was a pink ghost that seemed to emanate from the ground. But when Twilight looked closer, it was the complex technology of this pod that made it appear.
"Hello...My name is A.I Pinkiana. You have no doubt seen this kind of technology before. But I digress, that young pony in there is named Radiant Tear. He has been in there for the longest time." Pinkiana walked up the the pod and examined closely. The six ponies couldn't help but stay silent. "He's now a grown colt, and his story is very sad. But a new chapter will open up to him...I hope that you all can help him in our quest in preserving our knowledge of our universe."
"Umm...Pinkiana, is it? How are you forming from the ground?" Twilight Sparkle asked. Pinkiana giggled.
"Technology is far more advanced than you think. It's a bit complicated for me to explain. I'll let you six be taught by him. This space pod has data banks of all our knowledge, but I sense no technological equipment on this planet that can install them. Now...you, white pony with the lovely mane. Please press that yellow button behind you. It will release him from his frozen prison." Pinkiana asked. Rarity looked behind her and saw the button. She slowly pressed it and the container slowly opened. They see a pony, his black hair curling at the ends and covering a bit of his face. A red cape covering his back and wrapping around his neck. He finally thaws and awaken from his eternal slumber, but his vision was blurry. But he can make out what he saw.
"Other ponies?! No...no I have to be dreaming...It has to be a horrible prank Pinkiana is doing..." Radiant Tear said, then gasping. He heard his voice. His true voice. It was a bit deeper than how he remembered it. His vision cleared up and he saw all 6 ponies that released him from the cryopod.
"Hello Radiant Tear...I'm Twilight Sparkle, and these are my friends! Pinkie Pie, Applejack, Rarity, Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy." Twilight introduced herself and her friends.
"Hi there!" Pinkie Pie cheerfully exclaimed.
"Pleasure to make yer acquaintance." Applejack said shaking his numb hooves.
"A fine honor to meet you." Rarity bowed a bit.
"Nice to meet you Radiant!" Rainbow Dash smiled.
"Umm...hi." Fluttershy mumbled.
"..............Oh my...Pinkiana. This was the surprise? A colonies of ponies on another planet?" Radiant looked at Pinkiana. She smiled and shook her head.
"This planet has insufficient technology to start a colony on other planets." Pinkiana told him. He grunted and tried to stand, but he fell and landed on his stomach. Everypony went up to him to see if he's alright. He started sniffing and tears formed in his eyes.
"Radiant Tear, please don't cry. I know it hurts but you-"
"It's not that...I'm crying tears of joy. It's overwhelming for me to find other ponies in another universe. I've been trapped in that pod for...for over a thousand years." all the ponies, except, of course, for Pinkiana, gasped.
"How did you know it was for a thousand years? It must be a bore living throughout all that time!" Rarity commented. Radiant Tear managed to stand up now, still wobbling around.
"Ow...well, this pod has all knowledge of what is known to my fellow mares and colts in the other universe. I was deep in my mind, with a wire connecting into my brain. She was able to get in my mind and teach me all there was for...many years. But the boredom, seeing nothing but blank walls, books, and pictures from what I've learned and remembered drove me into insanity!" Radiant's eyes started to swell a bit in the amount of tears he's holding back. "All you six...my new friends...I...I..." He ran up to Rarity, being the pony next to him, and hugged her tightly. Rarity couldn't help but feel the atmosphere around him. His tears slipped, hitting the cold, metallic floor. Everypony walked up to him and had a group hug. Under his cape, a sign appeared. A simple tear, with the shine of a sun around it.
Reader, put yourself in his shoes, mind, whatever fits for you. You lose everything, love of your parents, kindness of an unknown stranger, your home, in a blink of an eye. And you have but one friend to accompany you. She teaches you all there is and all that's known. You lose sanity, lose hope that you'll never see reality ever again. She helps you stay as sane as possible, forcing you to play God and create other creatures to accompany your time. But everything has a time to go. Even in his mind, he would lose friends, pets even. But what he didn't know was that Pinkiana was teaching him the importance of life. We all take things for granted and don't appreciate what we have. Radiant Tear loved his parents and his home, but when during his education, all he wanted was to be with his parents. He wanted to die.
Pinkiana thought he was glad to have survived, but seeing that he just wanted his parents, she had to teach him to appreciate what he has now. Simply, enjoying the little things you have. She wanted him, for the sake of keeping his sanity, to be a content colt. It took her a long time and when he had to leave Leafy Leaves, she thought he failed her test. But witnessing the scene before her, she has succeeded her objective. She has to go into hibernation.
"Radiant Tear...it was nice educating you in the arts of knowledge, but it's time for me to hibernate. I need to save batteries or else I'd permanently die out." Pinkiana said. Radiant turned around and looked at her. He had a sad face instead of the happiness he recently found. But he nodded and smiled.
"Pinkiana...thank you. I'll make sure that I help out my fellow ponies on this planet. I hope to make it that you would come back to us. Thank you...for making me the content colt I am now..." He said, slipping out tears.
"Thank you for performing to my expectations. My primary objective is complete. Goodbye Radiant Tear..." Pinkiana closed her eyes and faded away into the ground. He resisted the tears and wiped them off. But in a distance, he heard her voice echo in the darkness of the night...and the memories of his mind.
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Sacred Hero
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1300
| 4 |
Original Character,Alternate Universe,Adventure,Sad,Tragedy,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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Radiant Tear
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incomplete
| -1 | -1 |
<p>Death. It is an event that is inevitable. A curse of our own mortality. Tell me reader, since life and death is ambiguous, what do you think of it? Sadness, joy, morbid? Well, for our alicorn, Radiant Tear, it is an event that he will avoid. He will have to be one of the last hope for preserving the knowledge of our dying universe.</p>
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everyone
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2011-11-13T22:11:34+00:00
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2011-11-13T22:11:34+00:00
| 1,020 |
Fitting In
Radiant Tear slept in Twilight Sparkle's house that night. He gazed into the dark violet sky, thinking about the past. Tomorrow he would get a tour of this area his new friends called "Ponyville". He thought more on the past and realized a few connections. A silly coincidence, but kinda freaky. The code to get in the space pod was TWILIGHT, his A.I friend was Pinkiana, and Leafy Leaves acted just like Fluttershy, except not as shy. He chuckled at these coincidences and stared at the moon. Something he had to get used to since there was no moon at his home planet.
He looked up and saw a purple mist flying toward the Everfree Forest. It was heading toward his space pod. He jumped off the balcony and rushed toward the crater, hoping to get there before that mist gets there. As he arrives, the mist isn't really a mist, but a pony who seems to be of high status. He walks closer and she perks up.
"Thou cannot sneak up on Princess Luna. The Mistress of The Night." the royal princess said. He stopped and sighed.
"I wasn't planning on it. I was wondering why you were heading to my space pod." Radiant questionably said. She looked at him and examined his clothing. A red cape made out of a foreign silky material, gold rings wrapped around his legs, and boots to cover his hooves.
"Thou came from the boundaries of our world? But thy looks is exactly the same as us!" Princess Luna exclaimed, looking skeptical to his words. He sighed and said something that a pony his age would never understand. He went on about many subject that stunned Luna for the past few minutes until she stopped him.
"That's quite enough. Thy intelligence is beyond any other colt I seen your age. Thou art just like Twilight Sparkle, my sister's protege, except you are smarter." Luna smiled. "So thou came from out there?"
"Yes...my home world was in shambles due to the fact that all 3 kinds of ponies were segregated. They didn't like each other, just their own kinds. Alicorns like me and you..." his wings spread, letting the red cape fall off. Luna gasped. "Alicorns would get executed at birth. But my parents were important scientist for our government so they let me live. But that's before the death of my universe. I escaped the apocalypse and am the sole survivor of my world." Radiant Tear swiped the cape and threw it at the air and letting it fall on his back, covering his wings.
"Thy wings are...not like ours. The metal looks as if it replaced your bones." Luna trotted closer and inspected his wings. He sighed, but managed to put on a smile.
"That will be a story of another day. I should get back to Twilight's house. It's about to be dawn and she's waking early to show me around Ponyville." Radiant exclaimed. Luna smiled and flaps her wings, going towards a castle off in the distance.
"Bye bye Princess Luna." Radiant whispered before heading back.
"This was the first place I've been to when I first visited Ponyville. Sweet Apple Acres! They have really sweet apples here." Twilight Sparkle exclaimed, showing Radiant Tear the big farm.
"Apples? I never heard of this delicacy, but it sounds very tasty. Let's go!" Radiant said enthusiastically. He ran down the pathway toward the farm and saw Applejack exit her house. She saw Radiant Tear and Twilight Sparkle running down to her farm. She waved and greeted her new friends.
"Hey Twilight! Hey Radiant! Whatcha guys doin' here?" Applejack said as she shook Radiant's hoof.
"Just giving him a tour of Ponyville. You should let Radiant try an apple. He's never had one before." Twilight said, not noticing Applejack's horrified face.
"WHAT?!! Never had an apple before!?" Applejack yelled as she out into the orchards. Radiant Tear had a look of confusion when a red apple came out of nowhere and landed in front of him. He picked it up and ate it. His taste buds exploded in sweetness and he gasped.
"Oh my...this is really a pure taste quality! I love it!" Radiant cheered. Twilight and Applejack cheered with him. Applejack showed him to her family.
"Hey Applejack, who's yer new friend?" a young apricot filly asked when Radiant and Applejack walked in the house.
"Apple family...meet Radiant Tear. He's new in Ponyville and Twilight is showin' 'im around town. That's my big brother Big Macintosh. My younger sister Apple Bloom. And that there is Granny Smith." Applejack helped Radiant Tear make acquaintances with her family.
"Hi there stranger! I hope you feel welcome in Ponyville!" Apple Bloom smiled
"Eeyup. Come over anytime you need to." Big Macintosh shook hooves with Radiant.
"Anypony is welcome here." Granny Smith said giving him an apple biscuit. He looked at the gift and took a bite. He gasped and ate the whole thing.
"Uhh...but not when you have a large appetite." Big Macintosh sweated a little. Radiant Tear laughed a bit and he left with Twilight Sparkle.
"Thank you! I'll see you later!" Radiant Tear waved to the Apple family as him and Twilight leave the farm. They walk around in Ponyville and he sees a particular shop that looks like it sells sweets and chocolate.
"And that shop is Sugarcube Corner. That's where Pinkie Pie lives and helps the owners, Mr. and Mrs. Cake, with the sweets and baking." Twilight said in her new guide voice. Radiant Tear ran into Sugarcube Corner and rushed inside. He slipped on the floor and crashed into the kitchen. The pots and pans flew everywhere and a bowl full of leftover cookie dough landed in his head. Pinkie Pie, coming back inside after getting some more ingredients, smiles and hops toward Radiant Tear.
"Hi Radiant Tear! Licking all the leftover cookie dough?" Pinkie Pie cheerfully asked. Radiant Tear got up, held the bowl and clean the bowl clean.
"Yeah! Sorry for not asking but it's been long since I've tasted anything real!" Radiant gleefully exclaimed. He put the bowl in the sink. Twilight Sparkle came in the kitchen and saw the mess Radiant Tear made.
"Oh...what happened here?" Twilight asked, concerned. Radiant Tear's stomach grumbled loudly, with stares toward him.
"Haha...do you have any cheesecakes?" Radiant chuckled a bit. Pinkie Pie gave him a plate after they cleaned up the mess in the kitchen. Never in their lives had they seen a colt eat a big 32 ounce cheesecake in less than a minute. After he was done, he burped a bit loud.
"Oh my goodness. Heeheehee...that beat my record of 3 minutes 35 seconds!" Pinkie Pie giggled. Radiant Tear burped and got up.
"Ahh...thank you dearly for the cheesecake. I'll see you later." Radiant said as he and Twilight Sparkle left the store of sweets. They visited the Carousel Boutique, Rarity's shop and house. As they went inside, they see Rarity working on a suit. It looked of royal design and seemed to be in Radiant's size.
"Hello darlings! You're just in time! I've just finished a suit that I think would fit Radiant Tear. It's suited for his color and it would look exquisite on him." Rarity smiled and gave the attire to Radiant Tear.
"Thank you Rarity...umm where can I change?" Radiant said looking around. Rarity pointed upstairs.
"First door to the left." Rarity said. Radiant Tear walked upstairs and closed the door.
"So...uhh...how does it look?" Radiant Tear came out, dressed in a black suit with a white tie decorated with precious gems. Rarity fell over and Twilight Sparkle was a bit stunned for a minute.
"You look fabulous! But Rarity thinks a bit more than good so it must be-"
"Fantastic! I have never seen such work outdone. I will keep this juuuust in case if you get invited to the Grand Galloping Gala." Rarity said, taking the attire off of Radiant Tear. When they took it off, Twilight realized that his cape was still on. She decided to ask later. So Twilight and Radiant waved goodbye before heading off to Fluttershy's house. As they opened the door, he saw the most wonderful sight. Fluttershy was caring for a small fluffy creature.
"Awwwwwwww it's so cute!" Radiant gasped and squealed a bit. Fluttershy jumped a bit and the creature woke up, looking a bit peeved. "Oops...I'm sorry...I didn't mean to-"
"It's okay Radiant. It must be quite lonely being in that little bed in your spaceship." Fluttershy said, rocking the creature back to sleep. "It's my pet bunny, Angel."
"Bun...ny? That furry creature is called bunny? It sounds weird, but rather fitting!" Radiant said.
"C'mon Radiant, we still need to find Rainbow Dash and we'll go back to the library to introduce you to Spike. He's a baby dragon and my #1 assistant." Twilight said before they said their goodbyes to Fluttershy. They wandered around Ponyville, hoping to see Rainbow Dash. They wandered around and found themselves at the Town Square.
"Let's take a break Radiant. All that walking is a bit tiring." Twilight said, sitting in front of the fountain. Radiant sat next to her and stretched a bit.
"I concur, plus that cheesecake is slowing me down a bit. I feel that a break should suffice." Radiant said with a smile. He saw Twilight sneaking a small peak of his cape. He felt a bit uncomfortable. "I...uhh...just don't mind the cape. It has an embarrassing insignia on my flank."
"You mean cutie mark?" Twilight asked.
"Cutie mark? You mean the insignias that randomly appear on everyponies flank? Then yes. Umm why are these called cutie marks here?" Radiant Tear asked with his hoof on his chin after a few moments of thinking.
"You definitely have a lot to learn about our civilization. Anyway your cutie mark can't be that embarrassing." Twilight said, reaching for the cape. Radiant jumped up and moved a few inches away.
"I really don't want to show you my insignia. It's actually better you don't know what's under this cape." Radiant Tear said having a look of shame on his face. Twilight decided to stop and sit a bit quietly. Then, as if lightning flashed by, Rainbow Dash zipped passed them and the wind she created with her speed threw Twilight and Radiant off their flanks and on their stomach after rolling a few times. Radiant quickly got up and adjusted his cape a bit.
"Rainbow Dash! Wait up!" Twilight Sparkle yelled when she got back up. Rainbow dash kept flying away, off into the sky. Twilight sighed. "Well, I guess I can show you around the library now. Spike must be bored doing some of the chores in the library."
"You say he's a baby dragon? What are dragons anyway?" Radiant asked.
"They're big scaly monsters that have the ability to breathe fire. They feed on meat and snack on gems like emeralds, topaz, any precious stones. Plus they have really long necks." Twilight explained.
"So they're like reptiles? Since most reptiles have scaly skin...but then it also has a serpentine figure since it has a long neck. Oh we're here aren't we?" Radiant said, looking at the tree house.
"Yep, literally a tree house. You were here last night."
"Must have slipped my mind, or the excitement that I felt that there were other ponies throughout the whole multiverses. Let's meet your baby dragon." Radiant said, opening the door for Twilight.
"Oh, you're too kind. You're the guest here." Twilight said, blushing a bit.
"It's my pleasure. I rather I'd be treated as an equal, not be spoiled with manners appointing to my reputation." Radiant said. Spike was on a ladder, alphabetizing some of the books. He turns around and nearly lost his balance, had it not been for Radiant Tear's quick reflexes.
"Whoa, thanks dude. Hey Twilight, who's your new friend?" Spike asked. Twilight dazed off a minute until Spike snapped his fingers. "Hello? Anyone home?"
"Oh sorry. This is Radiant Tear. He's new around here." Twilight introduced them both.
"Awesome. Say, Twilight, do you know what caused that shaking last night?" Spike asked. Twilight started to ponder on if she should tell him the truth or lie. Radiant sensed this and cleared his throat.
"It was me. You see, I come from a place beyond the sky." Radiant Tear said. Spike looked up at him and kinda laughed.
"Haha you don't look like any alien I seen in the books I read." Spike laughed until it died down when Radiant Tear held a more serious look. "Oh...you're serious."
"My space pod landed in the Everfree Forest. I have a friend in there that is in hibernation so that her batteries won't run out. The batteries are made of pure plasma that has been concentrated so that it was safe to hold in plasma-proof containers." Radiant Tear said in an intelligent tone. Spike's brain couldn't comprehend what he said, while Twilight knew what he was doing, but also tried to understand what he said.
"Well...I'll go to my space pod...maybe in a few days I could get some furnishings for it to make it a house...plus make a little roadway so others could follow it if they want to visit me. I thank you Twilight Sparkle for giving me a tour." He bowed his head before leaving.
"Thanks a lot Spike, you offended him."
"I'm sorry, but it really doesn't look like he came from..." Radiant Tear overheard their argument as he walked away. His eyes started to swell up in tears. He wanted someone to understand his pain, but they've shown him happiness. Sure, it gets rid of the pain from the memories that haunt, but they'll always come back. As Radiant Tear placed the broken door on the opening, he heard a electronic noises. He looked behind him and saw a screen that held words.
"How was your day?" The screen said. Radiant cocked his eyebrow up and wondered what was going on. The screen flashed again and letters starting flashing one by one. "It's me, Pinkiana." Radiant Tear gasped and smiled.
"It was the most joyous day ever. I thought you went into hibernation so that you would save batteries!" Radiant exclaimed, feeling concerned for his artificial friend.
"Solar energy from the sun is giving this space pod energy so I can communicate with you. I have enough to talk to you for 20 minutes until I go into hibernation again. I want to talk to you at least twice a week so that I know what's going on." Pinkiana said within that screen. Radiant Tear started to weep a little bit, but he wiped the tears and told her about the whole day he had. He slept well tonight, knowing that he won't be alone anymore.
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Compendium of Steve
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1302
| 1 |
Derpy Hooves,Opalescence,Rarity,Spike,Twilight Sparkle,Crossover,Comedy,Random,Romance,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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A Better Boulder
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After Discord's defeat, Rarity finds her life unfulfilling. Perhaps she needs something rock-solid?
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complete
| 8 | 5 |
<p>After the defeat of Discord, Rarity finds herself unfulfilled by her daily routine. What is it that's missing from her life: Passion? Excitement? Or perhaps, something more rock-solid?</p><p>Made in dedication of MLP:FiM's one year anniversary. (WARNING: Contains some amounts of Con-Air and Homestuck, and excessive amounts of stupid)</p>
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everyone
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2011-10-08T21:09:41+00:00
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2017-05-12T23:25:44+00:00
| 1,825 |
A Better Boulder
It seemed like a typical day at the Carousel Boutique, but alas its sole proprietor was feeling anything but typical. Lately Rarity had been feeling listless instead of her usual cheery busybody self, and today was no exception. Looking down at the unfinished mesh of fabric that was her latest dress order the purple-maned unicorn gave a woeful sigh.
“Oh Opalescence, I simply have no idea where all my energy has gone,” she lamented to her pampered feline companion, who only meowed with snobby disinterest as its master continued.
“Ever since Discord was done away I just haven’t been in the mood to make dresses. It’s all become, dare I say, dull, since that day. Oh what I would give to reclaim the spark that left me that day.”
Just then a section of the boutique’s wall burst inward, sending Opalescence flying, among other things. From the newly formed hole rolled in a familiarly rough-chiseled frame that Rarity knew all too well.
And then two rogues, one wielding a sword, flew into the boutique and scrapped on the ground, until the one wearing a blue shirt and cape got kicked away by the one in the sharp suit. Brandishing his sword, he lunged forward to skewer his bald adversary, who squirmed about to avoid two piercings. Springing up onto his feet, he got around the gray homewrecker and, just as the purple swordsman chased after him, he kicked the boulder at him, knocking him at an angle that sent him flying in an arc outside the boutique, with the caped rock-kicker in pursuit.
Rarity was oblivious to all this strife, for she was still completely stunned by the appearance of the boulder in question. —>
“Tom!” she exclaimed.
“That’s right baby darlin’. I’ve come back for ya,” the rock replied in a burly yet gentle drawl.
“You just blew a hole in my house! That’s no proper way to make an entrance,” Rarity scolded the rock with vexation.
“I’m sorry. I’m still a little rough, but I’m tryin’ to change, I swear,” Tom apologized.
“Why have you come back anyway? We are through in case you’ve forgotten,” Rarity said rather coldly, perhaps even stone-coldly.
“It’s because I can’t stop thinkin’ about you, Rarity. I just wanted to see you again, and maybe have you hear me out.”
“Well, it’s understandable that you’d want to take a gander at my beauty, but so do many other gentlecolts, so the idolizing glances of a rock is nothing unique to me, nor in any way a proper excuse for massive property damage.”
“You don’t understand,” Tom said. “I didn’t come just to get a look at you, breathtaking as you are. I wanted to… get some things off my chest, as it were.”
“What do you mean by that?” Rarity asked intrigued.
“I’ll be clear: I have feelins for ya Rarity. Ever since that day you kicked me out I just couldn’t sit around and gather moss like any old geological formation. And after all the time we spent together, I’m unwillin’ to believe you haven’t been feelin’ the same.”
The bold statement caught Rarity offguard, but the unicorn seamstress composed herself as best she could for her next statement.
“Tom, you have to understand. I wasn’t thinking clearly back then; Discord made you look like something else. I was foal-ish, and I apologize for leading you on like that-“
“There was more to it than that!” Tom interrupted boldly. “Goddesses, I’m just findin’ it so hard to express myself. I’m so stiff and coarse, it’s irritating!”
Tom bowled over one of the few intact model ponnequins in frustration. The raw outburst of rock emotion left Rartiy feeling bothered as well as allured. Never had she before witnessed such rock-solid openness from one so bulky and inanimate. In the face of the burly and expressive specimen of stone the unicorn’s heart was hopelessly aflutter.
“I’m sorry,” he apologized sweetly. “I wanted to smooth out my edges before comin’ here. I probably wouldn’t have made as much a mess if I had.”
“No, it’s quite alright,” Rarity assured him softly. “I guess it’s in a boulder’s nature to smash through things without control.”
“But that’s what I’m tryin’ to fix. I want to be a changed rock, for you, my Peacock.”
Rarity blushed and looked away from the flattery nickname, mostly due to the feelings swelling up inside of her.
“Tom, I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t thought of us being together,” she replied honestly. “You were rough, but you were also firm, and a steadfast companion when I was alone. But the fact of the matter is it can never happen between us, Tom. I’m a unicorn, and you’re a rock. I’m flesh and blood… and you’re a rock.”
“We can make it happen somehow, darlin’. I know deep down inside of me that I’m not the only one that wants us to be together. I just feel like the entire world, all the universe and beyond wants it to happen.”
*SOULFUL BACKGROUND MUSIC TIME, YO*
Rarity was speechless before the soft-spoken hunk of a rock.
“Rarity, I’ve seen and done terrible things in my life. But being with you makes me want to be a Better Boulder. You’re the only one who showed me compassion, and as pitiful as it sounds, all that misguided attention gave me the most meaning out of my entire life. You also gave me a name for peat’s sake, and that in itself made me want to redo everything, to make myself more than some nameless brutish rock. All I’m askin’ is that you give us a chance. To see if those feelins of yours were indeed an illusion.”
The unicorn looked perplexed and hesitant to give a response, mostly from the slurry of confused emotions and thoughts that had been steadily filling her since the boulder began his speech. But as she was about to see, Tom had one other thing to lay bare before her.
“I got a present for ya Rarity. It’s a little dirty…”
Upon seeing Tom’s gift, Rarity let out a heartfelt gasp.
“Tom, is this…?”
“Yes, Peacock. It’s one of the diamonds that was embedded in the slab where you found me. I happened to find out it was your birthday today, so I figure, along with it bein’ symbolic, it could also-“
“You’re right, it is my birthday!” Rarity interrupted in surprise. “I’ve been so down lately I completely forgot, but you… You really care about me. Even after I threw you out, even after all my attempts to blot you from my memory, you still want to be with me. To support me. To love me…”
“Rarity, until now you had been the one to carry me. This time around, it’ll be my turn to carry you.”
“Oh Tom!”
Rarity gave in to her overwhelming emotions and threw herself onto the rough-edged boulder with a heart of gold. Without another word, Tom rolled toward the door carrying his beloved, and upon opening it they were met with the applause of all of Ponyville. The happy couple made their way through the massive crowd as praise and good wishes were shouted at them.
“You get him Rarity!” cheered Pinkie Pie.
“Congratulations!” Twilight Sparkle said vigorously with applause.
“Congratulations,” said Fluttershy, not as vigorously, but with just as much applause.
“Congratulations!” said Rainbow Dash likewise.
“Congratualtions, yall!” joined Applejack.
“Congratulations,” Cherilee said as well.
“Congratulations,” ditto from Asuka.
“Hoo Hoo!!” hooted Owlowiscious in the same manner as the previous six.
“You can doo eet!” encouraged the ever-lovable Derpy Hooves.
“They’re totally gonna make it hapen, in the most awesome way possible!” commented an unassuming black-haired goofy-faced pony wearing glasses and a stylish blue hoodie.
“You better treat her right, or I’m coming after you!” shouted a heartbroken but supportive Spike, tears streaming down his smiling dragon face.
From the sidelines, pony John Cusack looked on and smiled in silent approval as Tom and Rarity made it out of the sea of goodwill and tolerance. Awaiting them were Princesses Celestia and Luna with a magical chariot, upon which the couple took their places and were lifted off to a distant land of unending love and spiritual fulfillment that could only come from the pairing of a boulder and a unicorn.
So it was that Tom, the street tough mave-rock with nothing to lose, and Rarity, the unicorn diamond in the rough, formed an unshakeable union that reverberated through the land, showing all things, living or not, the irrepressible power of true love. And it was a love that would last indefinitely and forever in Equestria… until the end of time.
Happy One Year Anniversary, Generation 4 MLP! Here’s to another season of potentially bizarre shipping possibilities!
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<p>A magical accident creates a clone of Lyra that's a little... different, however, when Lyra becomes sick, Bon Bon is left with a difficult choice. The life of Lyra, or the life of her clone.</p>
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2011-11-18T03:56:58+00:00
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2011-11-18T03:56:58+00:00
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Chronology notes:
You are reading the first part of the Bonds of Eternity Series, a sequel to the All Good Things series. It is recommended that you read the All Good Things Series.
The All Good Things series:
the first part of the story is The Kindness of Strangers found here:
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/389/
The second part of the story is Putting the Pieces Back Together found here:
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/407/
The third part of the story is Midnight in the Heart of Equestria found here:
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/419/
The fourth part of the story is Tomorrow is Always a New Day found here:
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/433/
The fifth part of the story is To Each Their Own found here:
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/526/
The sixth part of the story is Imperfect found here:
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/600/
The seventh part of the story to Paradiso found here:
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/687/
the eighth part of the story is Broken Record found here:
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/732/
The ninth part of the story is Home Sweet Home found here:
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/826/
The tenth Rite of Passage found here:
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/895/
the eleventh part of the story is The Long Road Home found here:
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/1030/
the twelfth part of the story is And So it Ended, and So it Begins Again found here:
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/1141/
Family
Chapter 1
“Lyra!”
The sea foam green unicorn looked up from the book she was holding next to her head. Lyra closed the spell book and set it down on the grass.
“Bon Bon, please, PLEASE stop worrying!” Lyra said. “This is entry level magic!”
The crème coloured earth pony frowned at her friend from her seat on the grass. “I just don’t like the idea of transfiguratory magic! What if something goes wrong?!”
Lyra smiled at Bon Bon, she was her best friend and roommate, and she did have every reason to be concerned for Lyra’s safety. Lyra had recently gone back to university, as it turns out, being a freelance musician didn’t exactly bring money. Lyra felt guilty for not being able to pull her own weight, and she constantly felt as if she was using Bon Bon, who made enough money for the both of them. Despite her friend’s insistence that she wasn’t a bother, Lyra couldn’t continue to sit by and do nothing about it. Being repeatedly turned down for gig after gig had done it. Lyra loved music, she was a skilled lyre player, it was her special talent, but what happens when your special talent can’t support you?
You have to do something else, and that’s exactly what Lyra was doing. A University degree was required for any job that she needed to make the kind of money she should be. Didn’t matter what it was in, all that mattered was that she had it. So here she was, in the final weeks of her first year at the University of Canterlot, preparing for her final exam in Transfiguratory Magic, one of many required classes for unicorn students.
The spell she was working on was somewhat complicated for an entry level course, but it was a favourite of the professor. Temporary Underwater breathing, which was why Lyra had chosen it, and dragged Bon Bon to the river where she could watch.
“Relax Bon Bon! I’ll be fine! This is still entry level magic! What could possibly go wrong?” Lyra said attempting to reassure her best friend.
It didn’t work, Bon Bon sat staring blankly at her; she sighed and rose to her hooves. “If you’ll excuse me, I’ll be hiding behind that rock over there!”
Bon Bon pointed to a rather large boulder in the rough shape of a diamond, which somepony had put there one day, but nopony could figure out exactly where it came from.
“Hardy har har. So funny Bon Bon,” Lyra said, rolling her eyes at the skittish earth pony.
“I’m serious! If I can’t stop you from doing this, I’m at least going to be taking cover for the duration,” Bon Bon said as she hid behind the boulder.
Lyra scowled at the boulder that Bon Bon was hiding behind. Now she was going to prove that Bon Bon was being ridiculous by pulling it off. Her horn began to glow, and she shut her eyes tight to improve her concentration. Beginning the casting process, she felt the magic running throughout her entire body, she noted how nice it felt, but shook the thought, she needed to focus.
The energy began to amplify, it was getting close... but, no, something wasn’t right. The amount of magic Lyra was channelling jumped exponentially. Bon Bon had been right, Lyra didn’t know what she was doing, she tried to break the casting sequence, but it was already too late. The spell burst forward from Lyra’s horn, exploding violently and sending the unicorn flying.
Bon Bon looked out from behind her hiding place and looked on in horror. “Lyra!” she called out and ran to where Lyra was laying, but she paused momentarily when she noticed what state Lyra was in. Lyra’s legs were gone. In their place were... fins? Lyra had fins for forelegs! Her body ended in a long, fleshy prehensile tail. But most notably, Lyra was gasping for air.
Bon Bon stood in shock, but she then noticed a very important feature on the new Lyra. She had gills. She couldn’t breathe! Bon Bon leapt into action and gave her a hard push into the river. Lyra rolled into the river with a hard splash.
“Nothing can go wrong she says! Well this looks pretty wrong to me!” Bon Bon called out.
“Bon Bon? Who are you talking to?” Lyra said from behind her.
Wait.
Bon Bon turned slowly to see Lyra sitting on the ground, clutching her head in pain several metres away. Her mouth fell open. If Lyra was sitting over there... then.
The other Lyra burst her head up from the water, spitting a steady stream of water from her mouth and giving Bon Bon an extremely wide smile.
Bon Bon screamed.
...
“Well... This is interesting.”
“Interesting?” Bon Bon exclaimed. “INTERESTING? I’m sitting here looking at... I don’t even know what that is, and all you have to say is INTERESTING?”
Doctor Nightly was Ponyville’s unicorn doctor. Bon Bon had relocated Lyra and the other Lyra to the Ponyville Clinic. Lyra was lying in a hospital bed, watching the scene unfold. While the other Lyra was sitting in a large bucket of water looking incredibly confused.
“Yes, interesting, considering Hippocampi have been extinct for several hundred years,” Doctor Nightly said.
“Hippo-what?” Bon Bon asked in confusion.
“Sea ponies,” Doctor Nightly said. “Very interesting... it seems to be aware of what’s going on, but I wonder if it can speak.”
Sea Pony Lyra scowled at Doctor Nightly. “Okay, You know what? I’ve been patient and let you do your job Doctor, but I do not appreciate being called an it! I am not an it!”
Everypony jumped in surprise, this was the first time that Sea Pony Lyra had shown any clear sign of intelligence.
“How interesting,” Doctor Nightly mused to himself. “My apologies, Lyra. I’d like to run some more tests if that’s okay with you.”
“Go ahead,” both Lyras said in unison, causing them to look over at each other and shutter at how creepy it was.
Doctor Nightly fetched and apple and set it down on the floor in front of Sea Pony Lyra. “If you would please, try and levitate this for me?”
Sea Pony Lyra’s horn began to glow, and she levitated the apple up to eye level, and then promptly set it back down. Doctor Nightly seemed satisfied with the result, he then ushered to Lyra, asking her to do the same. Lyra looked at the apple intensely, she concentrated hard and tried to levitate the apple, but it did not budge.
“Hey!” Lyra called out. “What gives?”
“Most interesting,” Doctor Nightly said. The Jet black unicorn stallion picked up the apple with his own magic and took a bite out of it. “It seems to me, that when the two of you split, Sea Pony Lyra inherited the magic.”
“Can we not refer to me as Sea Pony Lyra?” Sea Pony Lyra asked. “If we’re going to call me anything, let’s call me, Sea... ra? Syra.”
“This is all fine and dandy Doctor Nightly,” Bon Bon said, an air of annoyance in her breath as she spoke. “But what are you going to do to fix this?”
“I... don’t know,” the Doctor pony said, his soft amber eyes transferring an apologetic look to the three mares before him. “I’m going to have to consult with some colleagues in Canterlot, until then, you can go ahead and take both of them home, keep a close eye on them and I’ll let you know what our next course of action is.”
“Fine,” Bon Bon said, sighing heavily. “Useless tosser,” she added under her breath. She got behind Syra’s bucket and began to push it with her head towards the door. Lyra rose from the hospital bed and followed. As far as days go, this certainly had to the oddest.
Lyra and Syra couldn’t help but stare at each other the entire walk back towards their flat. Bon Bon thought it was weird for her, she could only imagine how it was for them.
“So... do you like, remember being a unicorn and stuff?” Lyra asked.
“Yeah,” Syra said. “Last thing I remember was casting the underwater breathing spell, and then feeling it go wrong... and then I couldn’t breathe and Bon Bon pushed me into the river.”
“So weird,” Lyra said.
“Yeah...” Syra said, nodding her head in agreement, she looked down towards the ground, watching as Bon Bon pushed her bucket along. “I didn’t want to say anything before, but when we get home, if somepony could change the water in my bucket... I’d really appreciate it.”
Lyra looked at her sea pony counterpart in shock. “Gross!”
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<p>A magical accident creates a clone of Lyra that's a little... different, however, when Lyra becomes sick, Bon Bon is left with a difficult choice. The life of Lyra, or the life of her clone.</p>
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2011-10-09T17:21:14+00:00
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2011-10-09T17:21:14+00:00
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Chapter 2
“Lyra!”
Lyra’s eyes shot open, she was lying in bed and nearly screamed her head off when she found herself looking back at her. Then she remembered.
“Syra? It’s...” Lyra said, her voice trailing off as she looked at her clock, the little hand pointed to four. “It’s four O’clock in the morning! What do you want?”
“I need your help!” the sea pony exclaimed in a hushed voice. “I need out of this bucket! I’m so stiff and I can’t take it anymore! I would have asked Bon Bon... but you know how she is when she doesn’t get her rest.”
Lyra found herself smirking. Bon Bon was an ordinarily perfectly wonderful pony to be around, but when she was tired, she was crankier than a dragon that was having its treasure pillaged. “All right, fine!”
Lyra rose to her hooves and began to push the bucket Syra was in towards the front door, noticing several puddles of water that littered the floor.
“It took a lot of effort to get here, let’s just say that,” Syra said with a nervous smile. Lyra could only smirk at her sea pony counterpart as she lifted the bucket by the handle with her teeth over the door jam, and continued to push it for a couple dozen metres until arriving at the edge of the river.
“Finally!” Syra said and leapt from the bucket into the river, diving underneath the deep blue water and disappearing from view. Lyra tipped the bucket over, allowing the water to drain out of it, and sat on the river bank, watching the sea pony as she swam freely, stretching the stiffness out of her. “Ah I feel so much better!”
“I’m glad I could help,” Lyra said giving the sea pony a small smile. “It also gives us time to talk.”
“What did you want to talk about?” Syra asked as she swam up to the river bank.
“I think you know,” Lyra said, dropping down to lie on her stomach.
“Bon Bon?” Syra asked.
“Bon Bon,” Lyra affirmed. She let out a small sigh. “Not often when you can find someone you trust to talk about it with huh?”
“I guess not,” Syra said with a shrug. “We really love her don’t we?”
“How could we not?” Lyra asked. “Bon Bon’s been there for me... us, since I... we came to town years ago. She let us into her home, complete strangers, and we’ve been leaching off her ever since.”
Syra nodded. “It’s not right; we know it and we feel terrible about it... we try to fix it, and then... this happens.”
Both of them sighed, yet felt as if a huge weight had been lifted off each of them.
“Who knew that saying it out loud could help so much?” Lyra asked.
“Yeah... who knew?” Syra said, nodding in agreement. Both of them felt more than a little awkward about it. “So... what do we do now?”
Lyra frowned. She wished that she had an answer.
...
The sun began to peak over the horizon, and with it, came out the early morning ponies, Derpy Hooves, the town laughingstock and postal worker, Rainbow Dash, weather team leader, and her trainee Whirlwind.
“All right Whirlwind!” Rainbow Dash boomed, “I want two hundred laps between town hall in the windmill, and I want them done now!”
“Yes ma’am,” Whirlwind said. Despite the early morning light, of which there was little, the grey coated, grey maned Pegasus with a tornado for a cutie mark was incredibly visible thanks to his contrasting red eyes. Lyra and Syra watched for a little while as the speedy Pegasus stallion zoomed back and forth between town hall and the windmill, he was incredibly fast for a Pegasus, most of the town agreed on this fact. Yet for some reason, he was never fast enough for Rainbow Dash.
Whirlwind completed the task given to him, and returned to a very impatient looking Rainbow Dash who was tapping a hoof on the ground in a bored like fashion.
“That was pathetic! Do it again!” Rainbow Dash boomed at him.
“Yes ma’am,” Whirlwind said and took off to do the task set before him again.
Lyra and Syra figured that they had seen enough at this point, silently communicating to each other the fact; Lyra took the bucket by its handle and dipped it into the river, allowing it to fill to the top. Syra swam inside and used her magic to help offset the weight enough for Lyra to pull the bucket up. Lyra set the bucket back on the road and began to push it back towards home, the path taking them right by where Rainbow Dash was training the new weather pony.
“Hi Lyra, Hi...” Rainbow Dash began to say, but stopped herself upon noticing the odd sight before her; she did a double take, and began rubbing her eyes to make sure that she wasn’t seeing anything. After rubbing her eyes didn’t change anything she began to freak out. “WHAT AM I LOOKING AT?”
“I’m a sea pony!” Syra said simply, and without offering any explanation, the two continued on, realising instantly how much fun they were going to have today.
Lyra set up Syra’s bucket in a place where only her head would be visible, behind a miscellaneous fruit cart, where she would appear to be browsing the selection, she would greet passersby and they would pay her no mind. Several dozen metres down the road, Lyra was sitting on a park bench, looking at the morning’s Sun, Canterlot’s newspaper, pretending to read it, and would greet the same passersby that Syra did, all they had to do was sit back, relax, and let hilarity in sue.
“Hi Lily!” Syra said at the first townpony to come by.
“Hi Lyra,” the bubblegum pink pony replied politely as she trotted onwards.
Lyra did her best to force herself into not breaking down and laughing. Taking a deep breath and holding it in until Lily passed her. “Hi Lily!”
“Hi Lyra,” Lily said again. Stopping dead in her tracks and doing a double take. Syra had hidden herself by this point, and only Lyra was in the street. Lily looked incredibly confused and trotted back towards the fruit stand. Syra burst from her hiding place, giving Lily a wide grin.
“GAHHHHHHHH!” Lily screamed and galloped away. “The horror! The horror!”
Both mares broke out laughing.
...
Several repeats of this later Lyra pushed Syra’s bucket back towards home, the two of them were continuing to giggle about it the entire way, almost not noticing when they ran into a rather angry looking Bon Bon.
“And just what do you two think you’re doing?” Bon Bon asked.
“Uh...” they both said in unison.
“Do you know how many ponies nearly trampled me, running in this direction screaming ‘there’s two of them! There’s two of them!’? Too many, wasn’t hard to figure out who was responsible,” Bon Bon said, scowling heavily at them.
Both sea foam green mares chuckled nervously, giving Bon Bon an apologetic look.
“Inside, now,” Bon Bon seethed at them.
Both mares’ heads drooped and Lyra pushed Syra inside.
“Still totally worth it,” Syra said.
“Shut up Syra,” Lyra quipped.
Bon Bon’s scowl alleviated, she began to giggle quietly to herself. Lyra and Syra weren’t the only ponies with jokes.
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Bon-Bon,Lyra,Original Character,Dark,Slice of Life,Tragedy,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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<p>A magical accident creates a clone of Lyra that's a little... different, however, when Lyra becomes sick, Bon Bon is left with a difficult choice. The life of Lyra, or the life of her clone.</p>
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2011-10-10T04:15:34+00:00
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2011-10-10T04:15:34+00:00
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Chapter 3
Despite the town ponies’ first interactions with Syra, she soon became not only accepted in town, but actually quite popular. Pinkie Pie even threw her a party, although that wasn’t exactly surprising. Pinkie Pie threw parties for every reason, for every occasion and sometimes just because she felt like it.
Syra found herself up to her fins in ponies wanting to ask her questions about what it was like being a sea pony, not understanding that the sea pony mare had spent most of her life as a unicorn. Unfortunately for her, she wasn’t exactly the most mobile of ponies, spending most of her day confined to a bucket of water, so she wasn’t exactly able to avoid it.
Lyra wasn’t exactly thrilled by this, not a single pony in town had asked her how she was, and despite originally getting off quite well with Syra, she had grown to resent her. She sat on the sofa at home reading over her textbooks for university, alone, with the lights dimmed. To be perfectly honest, she wasn’t actually paying the books any attention, she was far too annoyed to concentrate on them. She sneezed loudly; disgusting herself upon discovering that she’d covered the pages of her book in phlegm, there went any chance of selling the book when she was done with it.
Lyra’s head was pounding, her nose was stuffy, and her body ached. Now was a terrible time to be getting a cold. She sneezed again, loathing the world for its twisted sense of humour.
“Lyra! You sound terrible!” Bon Bon said as she trotted in from the other room, she sat down next to her friend and held her foreleg against Lyra’s head. “You’re burning up! We should take you to see Doctor Nightly!”
“Bon Bon, please!” Lyra said with a sniffle. “I’m fine, it’s just a cold, besides, Nightly had far more important things to be doing.”
Bon Bon frowned, but realised that Lyra had something of a point. Doctor Nightly had shut himself up in the Ponyville Clinic and hadn’t come out for days. His assistants, Nurse Redheart and Nurse Tenderheart took over much of the day to day operations of the clinic while Doctor Nightly researched a way to put Lyra and Syra back together.
Lyra couldn’t wait; Syra had inherited her magical abilities, leaving Lyra with nothing more than a horn unable to perform its function, though she wasn’t impolite enough to voice her frustrations.
“Are you okay?” Bon Bon asked as she huddled up next to Lyra, she placed her foreleg around her shoulder, trying to comfort her friend.
“I just want everything to go back to normal,” Lyra said.
...
“I appreciate this Pinkie Pie,” Syra said as she looked back at the pink party pony that was pushing the bucket she resided in along the street.
“No problem!” Pinkie Pie said as she pushed the bucket to the edge of the river bank, tipping it over and causing Syra to tumble into the river.
“I hate that bucket!” Syra said staring at it intensely.
“Why don’t you just live in the river?” Pinkie Pie asked as she sat down on the riverbank.
“Bon Bon would go mad if I did that, Doctor Nightly wants her keeping a close eye on me and Lyra, which means I’m stuck in that bucket for most of the day,” Syra explained.
“Well isn’t she just a grumpy gator!” Pinkie Pie exclaimed louder than necessary. “I should throw her a party to get her to lighten up!”
“I don’t think Lyra and Bon Bon would be up for it...” Syra began but was quickly interrupted by Pinkie Pie, who had already drowned her out with excited talking about her next party. Syra submerged her head under the water and let Pinkie Pie ramble.
She felt at peace as she lie under the water. She watched Pinkie Pie’s shimmering image through the water as she rambled on to herself about who knows what. Pinkie Pie was nice and all, but Syra would have much preferred the company of Bon Bon. Syra had been keeping her distance, she was fully aware that Lyra had started to resent her for becoming so popular. In truth, Syra couldn’t blame her for it, she would have been feeling the exact same feelings were she Lyra, and Lyra was Syra.
Bon Bon was pretty much the only pony who appreciated Lyra for anything... Everypony was polite to her, but other than that, everypony else seemed to pay her no mind. Lyra had always been rather quiet and unassuming; perhaps, this was the reason why she had so much trouble finding work. She just wasn’t what everypony was looking for.
Syra felt incredibly guilty for coming along and making it harder for her. She closed her eyes and let out a small sigh. She reopened them to discover that Pinkie Pie had stuck her head into the water and had proceeded to make silly faces at her, Syra jumped and instinctively rose to the surface, she came up quicker than she anticipated, causing her gills to fill with air. She dropped them back down quickly and catching her breath.
“Pinkie Pie... please don’t do that again,” Syra said as she tried to get her breathing under control.
“Hehe... oopsie!” Pinkie Pie said, covering her mouth with a hoof while she giggled.
Syra sighed again. “Could you fill up my bucket please?”
...
Lyra sneezed again and then again after that. Her headache had intensified from the pressure of the sneeze. She would have hated the experience all together, were Bon Bon not here to comfort her.
“You probably shouldn’t be so close to me, I don’t want to give you my cold!” Lyra said.
“I’ll be fine,” Bon Bon said.
Lyra smiled at Bon Bon brightly, she loved this mare, she wanted to tell her more than anything else in the world, but she couldn’t. The last thing Lyra wanted to do was make things complicated, lest she have to leave. What if Bon Bon didn’t feel the same way? Then where would she be?
Lyra thought back to when she met Bon Bon, it was more than five years ago when Lyra had been thrown out of her parents’ home in Canterlot and had to live on her own. There she was, alone wandering through the streets of Canterlot with an almost empty saddlebag, containing her lyre, an instrument that she could no longer play without the precision of magic and without a single penny to her name, and that was when she saw her.
Bon Bon had been in Canterlot delivering a large shipment of candy to a sweet shop. That day, the mare that would become her best friend and the secret love of her life was just the candy maker. Lyra had become smitten with her instantly, but had failed to work up the courage to talk to her. She trotted away, leaving Lyra feeling lonely and depressed; she had sat down on a park bench and sat there as it started to rain, not caring in the slightest that the downpour was falling on her.
“Excuse me?” Bon Bon had said, Lyra remembered looking up and finding the candy maker standing in front of her, wearing an umbrella large enough for two on her back, which she had promptly offered Lyra a spot under. She had taken it without a second thought, and so it began the wonderful friendship between the deadbeat musician and the candy maker.
“Are you getting hungry?” Bon Bon asked. “I can start dinner if you’re hungry?”
Lyra snapped out of her daydream and nodded her head in affirmation. Bon Bon gave her a smile and rose to her hooves, trotting into the kitchen to begin cooking. Within moments, wonderful smells began to waft from the kitchen, and while Lyra had no idea what she was making, she could already tell it was going to be delicious.
Lyra got up from her resting place on the sofa, her head spiked in pain, and she felt slightly dizzy. She figured that she had just gotten up too quickly, she had been sitting for the last several hours after all, and the fact that she had a cold certainly didn’t help.
Lyra’s vision began to blur and she stumbled forward as she walked. No, something was wrong and she could certainly tell it. The room began to spin out of control and Lyra collapsed, crashing down hard on the coffee table in front of the sofa.
“Lyra?” Bon Bon cried from the kitchen, she got no response. She trotted back into the room, seeing Lyra lying motionless on the floor.
“Lyra?” she asked again, trying to shake her friend awake, she would receive no response.
“LYRA!”
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Bon-Bon,Lyra,Original Character,Dark,Slice of Life,Tragedy,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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<p>A magical accident creates a clone of Lyra that's a little... different, however, when Lyra becomes sick, Bon Bon is left with a difficult choice. The life of Lyra, or the life of her clone.</p>
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2011-10-11T06:30:15+00:00
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2011-10-11T06:30:15+00:00
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Chapter 4
“Doctor Nightly? Is Lyra okay?”
Doctor Nightly had not taken a step into the waiting room before Bon Bon was practically on top of him, pelting the unicorn doctor with questions about her best friend’s condition. Syra could only watch from her bucket on the floor, sitting next to her was Pinkie Pie, who had been in the process of pushing her home when they ran into, literally, Bon Bon carrying Lyra to the doctor.
“I have a diagnosis... that’s the good news,” Doctor Nightly said, backing up slightly from Bon Bon who had more than invaded his personal space. “I’m afraid you’re not going to like it though.”
Bon Bon frowned. “Just tell me, I need to know,” she said simply, eyeing the floor and preparing herself for what was obviously bad news.
“She’s suffering from metabolic cascade failure,” Doctor Nightly explained. “That’s doctor speak for ‘everything stops working,’ it seems that a unicorn’s life-force is tied to magic... we couldn’t have known, there have been cases when a unicorn’s magic has been suppressed, the removal of the horn, which acts as a focusing agent, will cause a unicorn to lose the ability to perform magic, but they can still live without it, what happened to Lyra...”
Doctor Nightly paused; he bit his lip, unsure of where exactly to go next with his explanation. Bon Bon stared at him intensely, she needed answers, and she looked as if she was ready to beat it out of him if necessary.
“There has never been a documented case of a unicorn losing their magic all together. When Lyra and Syra split, Syra inherited the magic. She’d be fine and be able to live a natural life, Lyra on the other hoof...” Doctor Nightly continued.
“How long does she have?” Bon Bon asked.
“Four... five hours at the most?” Doctor Nightly said, as if he wasn’t sure exactly.
Bon Bon’s mouth fell open, thoughts ran through her head at break neck pace, her friend was dying, and there was nothing she could do about it.
“This... this is so sad,” Pinkie Pie said tears were forming in the pink pony’s eyes; they were rolling down her face and dripping into Syra’s bucket.
Syra looked down at the ground; she couldn’t help but feel bad. She was glad that she would be fine, but she couldn’t help but feel bad. Things had not gone well between her and Lyra, and she was going to die before Syra could be able to make up for it.
“There... is hope, however, there is one sure fire away to save Lyra... but it’s ethically dubious, nothing like this has ever happened before in Equestrian history... that’s been reported anyway. It involves...” Doctor Nightly said, his voice trailing off, he looked at Syra and gave her a grim look. “Putting them back together, I’ve figured out how to do it, but it’s risky. Bon Bon, Lyra has you listed as her next of kin, where we go from here is up to you.”
“Let’s do it then!” Bon Bon said simply, she didn’t even need to think about it.
“There’s just a small problem with that Doctor, I don’t want to die.” Syra said. “And that’s exactly what has to happen if we go through with your plan.”
Bon Bon felt as if somepony had flipped a switch in her brain. Her mind was flooded with rage at the sea pony’s selfishness.
“How DARE you!” Bon Bon said, in under a second she was in the sea pony’s face, scowling heavily at her. “How could you possibly be so selfish!? If it were you that was dying, Lyra would do everything she could to save you!”
“Maybe, maybe not,” Syra said. “Look, I sympathise, I really do, but can you really blame me? If it was you in my position, with a clone of you dying on the table, would you give up your life to save them?”
“Yes,” Bon Bon said immediately, she had no need to think about it, it was the right thing to do.
“Well, I guess that’s what makes us different then,” Syra said. Her magic flared and she popped Bon Bon in the face with a stunning spell, she flew back several metres and hit the wall hard, rolling down of seats and onto the floor, she followed up with a second stunning spell which caught Doctor Nightly in the chest. Syra turned to Pinkie Pie, who could only stare, wide-eyed in shock over what had just happened. “You going to help me or not?” Syra asked.
“I... I...” Pinkie Pie stammered, unsure of what to do.
Syra didn’t give her any second chances; she hit her hard with third stunner spell, sending the pink party pony flying backwards into the far wall. Now it was time to make her escape. She pulled her weight back, and thrust as hard as she would dare against the front of the bucket, sliding her across the floor about a metre before she had to do it again. As it turned out, it was incredibly difficult to run away from something when you didn’t have legs. The stunner spell was only good for about an hour, and she’d be incredibly lucky if she could get away, it was fifty metres from the clinic to the river, and she needed to make every second count. It was nothing but slow going from here on out.
...
Syra’s hour was almost up at this point, and she was five metres from the river. Her entire body ached, but she didn’t stop, she could not stop. To stop would mean certain death, she had to get away, and she was close, oh so close!
Once she got into the river, she was home free, once she got to the river, she could swim away from Ponyville and to a far off land. As of right now, her plan was to take the river as far to the south west as it would take her, where it would eventually link up with the Splendid river, a tributary of the St. Germain, she could swim north from there and eventually make it out of Equestria, and into the Hoofson Bay, far from the rule of Celestia. Which is where she needed to be, even if she got away from here, to remain in Equestria would, even after Lyra died, would mean jail time, she had done Actual Bodily Harm to Doctor Nightly, Bon Bon, and Pinkie Pie. Three ABH charges would put Syra away for a long time, even if they had to build a prison just for her, she’d be tossed into it without a second thought.
She wasn’t about to let it happen.
She looked behind her, the clinic door flung opened, and an enraged Bon Bon stepped outside. Syra began to panic, and tried to pick up the pace, in her haste, she accidentally knocked over the bucket, and she tumbled out, spilling the contents of the bucket all over the street. She held her breath in and tried to flop her way to the river, so close. Only a single metre left.
She tried to leap once more, but found herself shrilling in pain; Bon Bon had stepped on Syra’s tail.
“I don’t think so,” Bon Bon seethed at her. She picked up the sea pony and threw her over her back, carrying her away from the river and back towards the clinic.
“You can’t do this to me!” Syra screamed in terror, her only chance to escape had failed.
“Watch me,” Bon Bon said without emotion in her voice at all. They stepped inside the clinic. Syra had tried another stunning spell, but it failed, Doctor Nightly had obviously casted a magic dampening ward, all hope of escape was gone.
Not to say that Syra didn’t struggle every centimetre of the way, she did, she thrashed and screamed as Bon Bon carried her back to the examination room, but Bon Bon did not falter. She slammed Syra down hard onto an operating table, strapping her down to prevent the sea pony’s escape, Doctor Nightly had wheeled another tabled, with an unconscious Lyra on it into the room, the two sea foam green mares lay side by side.
“No! Please! Stop!” Syra called out, she had broken down into tears at this point, she was begging for her life.
Bon Bon was not fazed; she turned to Nightly and gave him an affirming nod.
“Do it,” she said simply.
Doctor Nightly nodded, his horn began to glow and he concentrated on casting the rejoining spell that he had discovered. Syra continued to scream loudly as two beams of lightning arced out of Nightly’s horn and into both mares.
Syra’s screams continued to echo throughout the room, even as the sea pony mare winked out of existence, forever.
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Wheller
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1307
| 5 |
Bon-Bon,Lyra,Original Character,Dark,Slice of Life,Tragedy,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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Family
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complete
| 30 | 7 |
<p>A magical accident creates a clone of Lyra that's a little... different, however, when Lyra becomes sick, Bon Bon is left with a difficult choice. The life of Lyra, or the life of her clone.</p>
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teen
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2011-11-20T05:04:36+00:00
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2011-11-20T05:04:36+00:00
| 2,097 |
Epilogue
“Lyra?”
Lyra’s eyes slowly opened, light blinded her and it took her a few moments to adjust, Bon Bon was leaning over her, smiling brightly at the bedridden mare.
“Bon Bon?” Lyra asked groggily.
“Lyra!” Bon Bon called out, throwing her forelegs around the mare in a tight embrace. “Lyra! I was so scared that I was going to lose you!”
“Hey!” Lyra said groggily, “you’re never going to lose me! We’re going to be best friends... forever!” Lyra looked around the room, noting Doctor Nightly and Bon Bon were the only ponies in the room. “Where’s Syra?”
Bon Bon frowned. “You were dying, and the only way to save you was to put you two back together, which we did.”
“Oh...” Lyra said, rubbing her eyes gently, trying to shrug off the sleepiness. “That’s too bad, I wish I could have said goodbye.”
“Do you... remember? Her?” Bon Bon asked.
“You mean do I remember being her?” Lyra asked with a shrug, she wracked her brain for anything that could be a memory of Syra’s. She found nothing and shook her head in the negative.
“That isn’t surprising, the reintegration would have been a traumatic psychological event, I think it’s safe to say that Syra is gone forever,” Doctor Nightly said simply.
Bon Bon turned to him, silently asking for a moment alone with her friend, he understood and nodded, leaving the room and shutting the door behind him. Bon Bon collapsed into tears on Lyra’s chest. “Oh Celestia! Lyra I was so scared, I was afraid that I’d never see you again! I... I love you Lyra! I can’t imagine living without you!”
“You... you do?” Lyra asked in surprise.
“Yes! I’ve loved you since we first met; there you were, sitting there on that park bench in the rain. Looking all pathetic, and when I came over to you, you just seemed to brighten up,” Bon Bon said, she brought her head up from its resting place, tears of happiness streaming down her muzzle, she smiled warmly at her friend. “And I knew, right there an then, I love you, Lyra.”
Lyra smiled at the mare, and wiped the tears away from her face. “I love you too, Bon Bon, and I never want to be without you.”
Lyra rose her head up, their lips met and they shared their first glorious kiss. Lyra and Bon Bon knew from this day forth that they shared between them a bond. A bond that could never be broken, no matter what was thrown at them; they could stand up and face it, as long as they had each other.
A bond, that would last an eternity.
...
Bells rang overhead, scores of sailor ponies and kangaroos darted around the deck of the ship as it pulled into dock. Vinyl Scratch lied back on a deck chair, the warm glow of the sun washing over her entire body.
“Swan City! All passengers for Swan City, South Island report to the boarding ramps!”
“It’s time to go Vinyl,” Princess Luna said.
“Aw mum! Five more minutes?” Vinyl asked playfully. Luna was not amused.
“Up!” Luna said. The princess was in disguise, wearing a light coat and a sunhat to hide her true identity, sunglasses covered her eyes, she looked as if she was just another Equestrian tourist, trying to escape the cold weather of the coming winter in Equestria for the warm summer of South Island.
“Fine!” Vinyl said as she rose to her hooves, playfully complaining about having to get up, she had been extremely comfortable after all.
There was a significant crowd forming at the loading ramps, ponies trying to get every which way they needed to be. An earth pony that looked to be in a hurry accidentally bumped into Luna.
“Oh! I’m very sorry,” the grey coated, orange maned pony said apologetically.
“Oh! It’s quite all right,” Luna said, and with that the pony continued on his way. “Did you see that pony that just bumped into me?” She asked of Vinyl.
“Nope!” Vinyl said, giving the night princess a wide grin.
Luna looked grimaced at what she had just said, she hadn’t been thinking. “I’m sorry, that was insensitive.”
“Lulu, let me tell you something very important about me, I’m not easy to offend. I know what you meant, and I know you didn’t mean any harm by it! You’re fine!” Vinyl said smiling brightly at the night princess. “I promise.”
Luna smiled back at the mare, and upon remembering that she couldn’t see, she added a small thank you. “I know that pony that just bumped into me.”
“Really? Who is he? He sounded cute!” Vinyl said with a grin.
“Montana Ulan,” Luna said simply.
“Really now?” Vinyl said, her grin faded and was replaced with an air of seriousness. “What’s he doing here, in Swan City?”
“I don’t know...” Luna said, looking back to the boarding ramp. “But I think we should make it a priority to find out.”
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uSea
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1308
| 1 |
Cutie Mark Crusaders,Princess Celestia,Princess Luna,Trixie,Comedy,Slice of Life,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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The Royal Wedding
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Three hundred words.
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complete
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<p>Princess Luna is getting married at last,<br/>but weren't the arrangements awfully fast?</p><br/><br/><p>Written for the second 300 word event.</p>
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everyone
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2011-10-09T00:04:19+00:00
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2011-10-09T00:04:19+00:00
| 4,748 |
The Royal Wedding
Hundreds of guests sat in rows and rows,
in the ancient hall, wearing their finest clothes,
but one pony stood, striking a pose,
as the Princesses arrived, dressed from flank to nose.
Celestia led her sister up the aisle,
looking regal, walking with style,
on her face she wore a sunny smile,
because her sister had found happiness; it had taken a while!
Luna was an incredible sight,
simply divine in her dress of white,
contrasting perfectly with her coat of night,
although it would have made for an impractical flight.
But all the guests could do naught but stare,
at the groom who had been her own 'best mare'.
The Great and Powerful Trixie awaited a bride so fair,
that even she made an effort to look debonair.
Trixie had used the best plan she could devise,
to keep the Princess firmly under her guise,
and nopony had taken the time to realise,
that there was no sparkle behind Luna’s eyes.
The band started playing, the choir got their cue,
the voice of three young fillies suddenly grew,
competing with the sound of the trumpets that blew,
trying their best to completely outdo!
Enthusiasm, those girls certainly did not lack,
they got even louder, having found the knack,
the guests felt their ears had come under attack,
and Luna's engagement ring began to crack...
Noticing the jewel, Trixie grew scared,
that spell had worked better than she ever dared,
but as it fell apart, its magic flared,
perhaps if she fled now she would be spared...
As her mind became free of its encroaching gloom,
Luna rounded upon her cowering groom.
Her eyes blazed with an indignant doom,
and her voice rang out with a cracking boom:
"Oh you are SO banished to the moon."
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RandomPerson52
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1309
| 1 |
Original Character,Princess Celestia,Rainbow Dash,Twilight Sparkle,Crossover,Adventure,Romance,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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Legend of Rainbow Dash: Elements of Time
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Rainbow Dash is having a normal day untill, Twilight say the need to go see Celestia. What may she n
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incomplete
| 9 | 2 |
<p>Rainbow is having a normal day untill, Twilight says they need to see Celestia. Celestia has BIG news for the cyan pegasus. Rainbow is told that the fate of Equestria lies in her hooves. Can Rainbow defeat her new foe, the new of king of their foe country, Night Shade from taking over Equestria? Or is he REALLY the villan? And maybe Dash will be swoon by the new king? Read to find out. [Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time parody/crossover] [Most things will not be based off the game] [UPDATE: All current chapters have been spell checked and some new detail has been added to chapter 2.]</p>
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teen
|
2011-11-02T23:25:32+00:00
|
2011-11-02T23:25:32+00:00
| 1,971 |
Today was a wonderful day in Ponyville. Apple Jack was out apple bucking, Rarity was getting materials ready for a new dress, FlutterShy was tending to her animals, Pinkie was planning another random party, Rainbow Dash was practicing her stunts, and Twilight was cleaning her library from another night of studying.
“TWILIGHT! TWILGHT!” Spike franticly called her name upstairs. Twilight sprinted upstairs to see what happened.
“Ugh... Spike, what did you do this time?”
“I didn't do anything! But, I just got this letter from Princess Celestia. I think its an emergency.”
“Why do you say that?”
“She doesn't have her normal introduction.”
“Spike, how many times have I told you NOT to go through my mail without my permission? Still, that won't mean anything.” Twilight opened the letter and read aloud. “Dear Twilight Sparkle, I request that you come to Canterlot right away with your friend Rainbow Dash. This is an emergency. Princess Celestia.”
“Told ya it was an emergency, Twilight.”
“Okay, you proved me wrong. Now you stay here, I gotta go get Rainbow.” Twilight went downstairs and out the door to go get Dash.
Twilight scanned all of her surroundings for Rainbow Dash. She found her doing some stunts over Sweet Apple acres.
“Hey Rainbow, down here!” Twilight called from the ground.
The rainbow maned pegasus didn't listen. Twilight took a deep breath.“RAINBOW DASH, GET DOWN HERE NOW!”
That got Rainbow's attention, so she swooped down to the lavender unicorn.
“Hey Twilight, hows it goin'?”
“Pretty good but, you gotta come with me somewhere.”
“Wow really, where?"
“To Canterlot to see Princess Celestia. She needs you immediately.”
“Ha! I knew it!”
“Knew what?”
“I'm finally gonna get to be a WonderBolt!”
“Okay, if you say so.” The two headed off to Canterlot. It had only taken a few hours. Soon enough, they had finally reached the castle.
“Ah, Twilight Sparkle, Rainbow Dash, your here.”
“Hello Princess Celestia, we came just as you requested.” Twilight announced.
“Alright come on, I'm ready to become a WonderBolt!” Rainbow exclaimed excitedly.
“I'm sorry Rainbow Dash but, this has nothing to do with the WonderBolts.” The Princess said softly. Rainbow's excitement bursted like an upset Pinkie Pie's hair.
“W-what do you mean this has NOTHING to do with the WonderBolts?!”
“I'm sorry but, this is more important than the WonderBolts.”
Rainbow crossed her arms. “Oh yeah, whats more important than the WonderBolts?”
“The fate of Equestria.”
“Huh?... What do I have anything to do with the fate of Equestria?”
“Rainbow Dash, you're part of an old Equestrian prophecy.”
“What do ya mean?”
Celestia face hoofed herself. “You control the fate of Equestria.”
Rainbow stood there with a face that looked like she was trying to say. “What?”
"Here I'll explain. Thousands of years ago when Equestria was new, a war had started between Equestria and Bukarite. Bukarite was populated by many, many mares but only one stallion. Near the end of the war, a man said he saw into the future. He said that thousands of years after the war, in Bukarite, the nest prince would finally step up to become king. He also-..."
"I really don't understand how I'm a part of this."
"Well Rainbow, I was just about to tell you why you're a part of this."
"Oh... Okay, go on."
"Anyways, he told that years from that time period, a rainbow maned pegasus will rise up and save Equestria from the new Bukarite king."
"Whats the name of the Bukarite king?"
"His name is Night Shade."
Twilight finally had time to ask her question."So, do I have anything to do with this?"
"Why yes you're a part of this. Why else would I have called you here if it only delt with your friend Rainbow?" There was a long moment of silence.
"So, what am i suppose to do?" Twilight asked.
"I'll show you." Celestia's horn started to glow and Twilight felt her back tingle as pegasus wings grew. In fact, she was shrinking too!
"Whoa, what am I suppose to be?"
"You're Rainbow's guardian. You must help her and protect her when she needs it."
Rainbow was amazed "THATS SO COOL!!! Me next! ME NEXT!!!!"
"Funny you should say that Rainbow because, I was just about to do that."
Celestia's horn glowed again. When Rainbow opened her eyes she saw she was wearing a jade tunic with other Earth-like tones, tan boots on her hind hooves, a green hat, and had a small sword and shield on her back. Rainbow and Twilight were just about to set off when Celestia called their names.
"WAIT! RAINBOW DASH, TWILIGHT SPARKLE, COME BACK!!!!" They went to the princess.
"What is it Princess Celestia?"
"Here you'll need this before you leave." Celestia handed over a pale colored instrument that looked like the princess' cutie mark. "My parents told me that the magical song this instrument holds used to help me sleep when I was a young filly. I think it might have more power than its thought to be so, it might be able to help you."
Rainbow then thanked the princess and set off on her adventure with Twilight.
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RandomPerson52
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1309
| 2 |
Original Character,Princess Celestia,Rainbow Dash,Twilight Sparkle,Crossover,Adventure,Romance,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
|
Legend of Rainbow Dash: Elements of Time
|
Rainbow Dash is having a normal day untill, Twilight say the need to go see Celestia. What may she n
|
incomplete
| 9 | 2 |
<p>Rainbow is having a normal day untill, Twilight says they need to see Celestia. Celestia has BIG news for the cyan pegasus. Rainbow is told that the fate of Equestria lies in her hooves. Can Rainbow defeat her new foe, the new of king of their foe country, Night Shade from taking over Equestria? Or is he REALLY the villan? And maybe Dash will be swoon by the new king? Read to find out. [Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time parody/crossover] [Most things will not be based off the game] [UPDATE: All current chapters have been spell checked and some new detail has been added to chapter 2.]</p>
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teen
|
2011-11-02T23:35:11+00:00
|
2011-11-02T23:35:11+00:00
| 1,399 |
"Uh... Hey Dash?" Twilight asked.
"What is it my mini flying unicorn friend?"
Twilight rolled her eyes. "Do you have any idea where were going?"
Dash thought for a second. "Oh well this is just great! How are we supposed to save Equestria, without knowing where were going?! Its not like a maps gonna come out of nowhere from the sky!"
Out of the blue, a sheet of paper came from the sky and smashed its self into Rainbow's face.
"Oh my gosh! I just found a map! I knew I could do it."
Twilight facehoofed herself. "Okay, where does it say we have to go?"
"To some place called, The Great Canterlot Tree."
RD and Twilight raced off to find the tree without a response from the unicorn.
"Do ya see anything yet?" Twilight questioned the cyan pegasus.
"No, nothing... OW!!! Yet..."
Rainbow had just crashed head first into a large oak tree.
"Who ever is here, state thy name."
Dash let out the most high-pitched girly-girl scream she had ever done.
"Oh... Uh... M-my name is Rainbow Dash. I have come as a request of from what I think is a map from Princess Celestia."
"Ah yes, the future hero of Equestria. I need your help, a man recently came here asking for the locations of the Elements of Time. I refused to tell him, in which he put a curse on me. I am sure to die any minute, unless the curse is broken in time."
The tree widened what look like his mouth. "Hurry Rainbow, you must try and save me."
Twilight and Dash bolted into to the tree, only to be greeted by a carnivorous plant.
"Hurry Dash! Kill it!"
Rainbow drew out her sword and slashed the plant's stem. Many more creatures appeared from the shadows, trying to slow them down. They then found them self’s at the top of a flight of stairs. Rainbow became frightened when a giant spider came down from its web and tried to attack her.
"RAINBOW, WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?! KILL IT!"
"I can't! I'm afraid of spiders!"
"Oh dear Celestia..."
Twilight made Dash stick the sword in front of herself. She pushed RD so she would collide with the back of the spider, thus it died. The two saw a huge spiderweb covering the hole they had to go through. Rainbow got an idea.
"CANON BALL!!!" She jumped off a ledge and broke the web.
Rainbow eventually landed in a pool of water. When she got a back onto dry land, she headed strait for a door. The area was full of spiderwebs, making Dash claustrophobic and to almost squeeze the life out of Twilight. Surprisingly, it just lead to a long hallway with a door at the end. They went through the door and found themselves in an almost pitch-black room with white smoke on the ground. The two slowly tip-toed to the center of the room. All of a sudden, a giant creature came down from the ceiling and startled the two.
"AAAAHHHH!!!!" They yelled at the top of their lungs as they sprinted to the door.
It was closing in on them. They coward in fear when they heard an unfamiliar male voice.
"Don't worry! I'll help you!"
This unknown pegasus swooped in to help the two. Finally, the monster was as dead as a door nail.
"Oh thank you SOOOOO much!!!" Rainbow thanked her hero.
"You're welcome. So, who might you be my pretty pegasus?"
Rainbow smiled and giggled as her heart fluttered by his complement.
"Oh, my name is Rainbow Dash. Whats yours?"
"My name is Night Shade."
"RAINBOW!!! NIGHT SHADE 12 O' CLOCK!!!"
Rainbow got out of her trance, drew out her sword, and pushed him up against the wall.
"Do you really think you could trick me?! I know what you're up to! You wanna trick me so you can come along and try to take over Equestria! Well, it ain't gonna work!"
"Please, you don't understand! If you put away your sword, I'll explain everything!"
Rainbow put away her sword to get some talk out of him.
"Alright then, fire away."
"Look, I'm not what ya think I am. I'm not like my father or any of my grandfathers. I don't believe in the idea of taking over countries, especially Equestria."
"So, you're a good guy?" Twilight asked.
"Yes, I'm actually trying to reverse everything that my father has done so far. I could give that up to help you two, if its okay."
"Hmmm... I dunno... We have to think about it." Dash answered.
Dash turned around to her friend Twilight with a face that trying to say 'YES HE HAS TO COME! IF YOU SAY NO, YOU'RE SUCH A PARTY POOPER!!!'. Twilight just didn't want to start an argument.
"Fine... He can come."
RD did an expected girly-girl squeaking sound of excitement. Her happiness soon turned into fear when the ground started to shake.
"Uh oh! We need to get out of here! Hurry Dash, grab my hoof!"
Dash grabbed on to his hoof. All three of them sprinted their way out of the tree. They were finally out, sadly the tree had died. Each of them were panting, mostly from fear.
"So, am I able to help?" Shade questioned the cyan filly.
"Uh... Um... Y-yeah s-sure, if its fine with Twilight Sperkle, I mean Sparkle, its fine with Rainbow Crash, I mean Dash!" Dash blushed with embarrassment from her several mistakes. Though Night Shade thought it was a little cute.
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RandomPerson52
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1309
| 3 |
Original Character,Princess Celestia,Rainbow Dash,Twilight Sparkle,Crossover,Adventure,Romance,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
|
Legend of Rainbow Dash: Elements of Time
|
Rainbow Dash is having a normal day untill, Twilight say the need to go see Celestia. What may she n
|
incomplete
| 9 | 2 |
<p>Rainbow is having a normal day untill, Twilight says they need to see Celestia. Celestia has BIG news for the cyan pegasus. Rainbow is told that the fate of Equestria lies in her hooves. Can Rainbow defeat her new foe, the new of king of their foe country, Night Shade from taking over Equestria? Or is he REALLY the villan? And maybe Dash will be swoon by the new king? Read to find out. [Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time parody/crossover] [Most things will not be based off the game] [UPDATE: All current chapters have been spell checked and some new detail has been added to chapter 2.]</p>
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teen
|
2011-11-02T23:37:52+00:00
|
2011-11-02T23:37:52+00:00
| 1,381 |
"Okay Rainbow, where shall we go next?" Twilight asked.
"I say we go somewhere safe for now. Like a town or something..."
"Well, is there any place on the map?"
"Yeah, its called Kakariko Village."
"Wheres that?"
"Well, we're here." Dash said as she pointed to the map. "So this place is over...... Here."
To their disappointment, it was all the way across the map.
"Alright mares, I'll show ya the quickest way there." Night Shade decided to lead the way to the village, as he had been there many times as a young colt.
All Dash did was stare at him as he walked, but Twilight didn't like the look of her face, especially her smile, so she slapped her in the back of the head to get her back into reality. Soon enough, they found themselves in a peaceful little village.
"Oh, hello there. Welcome to Kakariko Village." The three turned around to see a mare earth-pony with light yellow fur and a auburn mane.
"Hi, I'm guessing your a native of this village aren't you?" Twilight questioned the filly.
"Why yes, I am. I'm the chicken herder here but sadly, I'm allergic to chickens."
Rainbow was trying to comprehend why that mare is a chicken herder if she is allergic to chicken, until she heard screams coming from her friend Twilight. She watched the lavender unicorn get chased by a chicken. She picked up the chicken and started to yell at it.
"THATS A BAD SCOOTALOO!!!!! We don't chase Twilight and try to eat her! Now go back to the filly that’s allergic to you." When she heard Night Shade chuckle at her, she blushed a felt like an idiot.
The herder stood up on her hind hooves, put on rubber gloves, picked up the chicken and put it in the pen.
"Ya know what, you look very familiar."
"From where?"
"You look like someone from one of my story books."
"So, wait a sec... Some guy wrote a story about me?"
"I don't really know, but when I was a little filly my mother told me a story about how a pegasus mare and her friend saved Equestria. I'm guessing you are her since the character ended up going to a village like this so she could play an instrument with a mystical song in the graveyard to retrieve an element."
Dash thought she was crazy, but Night Shade believed her.
"So, where may be the village graveyard?" Night Shade asked.
"Its just up that path over there. There’s a giant tombstone that belongs to the royal family, I thinks that’s where you need to play the song."
Night Shade thanked her and started to head up the path, in which Rainbow and Twilight followed.
"Ha, do you really think this is gonna work?" RD asked Night Shade. "I mean come on, me playing some dumb song with supposed magical powers isn't gonna do anything."
The rainbow-maned pegasus took out the element and started to play, nothing happened. "Ha, ya see I knew it wasn't gonna wor-... AAAAAHHHHH!!!!" The ground opened below Dash's hooves, NS and Twilight jumped in. Shade tried his best not to fall on Rainbow, but ended up doing so.
"Sorry...." Night Shade tried to put on his best smile while apologizing, all Dash did was scowl at him and turned around headed for the door at the end of the room.
'Why do I like him?' Dash wondered to herself.
Rainbow tried her best to open the door. "Hey, why won't this stupid thing open?!"
"Well, you'll listen to me, I'd tell you tha-." The tan pegasus answer was ignored by the rainbow filly.
"CHARGE!!!!" Dash ramed herself into the door, only for it to not open.
Night rolled his eyes and began to help her again. "Look, just kill the bats and the door will open."
"Jeez, why didn't you just tell me that before. I was listening the entire time and ya didn't answer me."
Shade had the thoughts as Rainbow did earlier; 'Why do I like her?'
Dash went on and destroyed the creatures until the door finally opened. RD grabbed Night Shade's hoof and ran out the door. Dash was stopped dead in her tracks by a zombie.
"What the hay?!" That’s all Rainbow could do as the dead pony slowly approached her, she couldn't even move.
Rainbow Dash knew she had a bad feeling about that place, but she didn't listen to herself. She closed her eyes and let fate decide what was going to happen. She heard a screech come from the zombie, she opened her eyes to find out Night Shade cleared the entire room. Rainbow got up and hugged him, he thought to himself; 'And she's supposedly the fate of Equestria.'
The went strait to the next room. When they got in there, the found a grave that said; "Here lies the composers of the royal family. May this tune be used after the passing Princess Celestia."
Rainbow was a little confused about what its for, but after her first discovery, she may need to keep this one in mind too. For some reason, there was no element to be found.
"Well, maybe since this is called the 'Sun Song', maybe you gotta play it on there." Twilight pointed tho the Element of Sun that was in Dash's hooves.
Rainbow put it up to her mouth and started to play. All of a sudden, they were transported outside. What didn't make sense to them was that it was daylight when the went in there, it was now about 10:30 at night. They headed back to the village.
"So Rainbow, where should we stay tonight?" Night Shade asked.
There was no answer. He looked down at the ground to find the cyan filly already passed out on the ground. He smiled to himself and picked her up. The chicken herder told the three they could stay there for the night. Night Shade put Rainbow Dash to bed, Twilight watched from the corner as Shade looked down at Dash with a smile. Twilight eventually smiled to herself as she could tell Night had feelings for Rainbow. Before Shade put himself to bed, he slowly kissed Rainbow Dash on the cheek, knowing Dash would never know.
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Original Character,Princess Celestia,Rainbow Dash,Twilight Sparkle,Crossover,Adventure,Romance,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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Legend of Rainbow Dash: Elements of Time
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Rainbow Dash is having a normal day untill, Twilight say the need to go see Celestia. What may she n
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<p>Rainbow is having a normal day untill, Twilight says they need to see Celestia. Celestia has BIG news for the cyan pegasus. Rainbow is told that the fate of Equestria lies in her hooves. Can Rainbow defeat her new foe, the new of king of their foe country, Night Shade from taking over Equestria? Or is he REALLY the villan? And maybe Dash will be swoon by the new king? Read to find out. [Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time parody/crossover] [Most things will not be based off the game] [UPDATE: All current chapters have been spell checked and some new detail has been added to chapter 2.]</p>
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teen
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2011-11-23T03:02:23+00:00
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2011-11-23T03:02:23+00:00
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Its was finally a brand new day as the sun slowly rose over Kakariko Village. Villagers awoke to do their daily duties. Rainbow woke up to the cocka-doodle-doo of the rosters, to then be suprised with Night Shade in her face.
"Oh my Celestia... Please, just please, don't ever do that again..." She just wasn't in the mood for anything at the moment. She's never been used to waking up this early in the morning, while Night Shade was.
As in his home country, he and his father woke up at the crack of dawn, training the mares for wars and one-on-one battles. Mainly, as they knew Dash would soon discover her destiny. Night Shade knew at the moment his father, Dark Night, was preparing new soldiers for the arrival of the young hero and her crush.
"Well Dashie, ya can't stay in bed all day. C'mon, there's breakfast waiting for you on the table." NS was in a very cheerie mood, but Dash couldn't understand why. Maybe he did something nice for her?
Rainbow walked over to the table, she hadn't even heard him call her Dashie. her mind kept telling her to go to back to bed, though her stomach made the final decision. The rainbow-maned filly finished her food so she could hop back to bed and sleep for the next few hours. Dash was stopped from catching a few more z's by Twilight.
"So Rainbow, what's the next place on the map?" Dash groaned as took the map out of her cap.
"Uhg, fine... The closest place on the map is some place called... Death Mountain, ain't that dandy?"
"Well c'mon, get outta bed! We need to get going!" Twilight was as cheerie as Night Shade was before.
'What is wrong with these ponies?! I can't stand being up at this hour! Well if I do this, the day will end faster...' Dash thought to herself.
The cyan pegasus mare gathered everything they needed and headed out the door. Rainbow was just happy to find out that the entrance to Death Mountain was just across from where they spent the night. They were stopped by one of the royal gaurds, guarding the gate.
"Halt, who goes there?"
"Well, who in the hay do ya think it is? Nightmare Moon?"
"Uh Dash, I really don't think you should talk to a royal guard like that..." Sparkle was starting to get a little worried.
"You're little flying friend is right. I don't have to take you're cocky adittude miss. Now, what may you need?"
"Look, we need to get through there and I think we need to go to some place called...." Rainbow looked at the map and found a city. "Goron city. As you should know, I'm suppose to be the hero of Equestria."
The gaurd just started to laugh at her. "Aha ha ha ha! Do you really think I'm suppose to believe that? Still, you kids should go find some place else to play. Death Mountain is to dangerous for young ones like you. There's no way Celestia would EVER send a bunch of kids here!"
"Well Princess Celestia DID send me here, and I AM the hero of Equestria!" The guard just blankly stared at her. "Still don't believe me?" She pointed to NS. "This is Night Shade, he's supposed to be the new king of Bukarite, but he bailed on his dad and he's trying to reverse everything his dad has done. Along with me."
"Okay, fine, I believe you." The royal guard opened the gate. "You'll be sorry that I even let you in here when some creature comes out of nowhere, since you look like the kind of person that can get scared easly."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever..." Dash completely ignored him and trotted through the gate. Twilight and Shade began to follow her.
Dash was humming a song to herself as she trotted down the path. Eventually, she felt like she almost had a heart attack when a brightly colored mutant spider popped out of nowhere.
"HOLY CRAP!" Rainbow grabbed her chest because it felt like her heart almost jumped out.
She was able to catch her breath as the creature got closer and closer. This time, she didn't want to have NS feel like he's the one that's doing all of the work. She took a deep breath and pulled out her sword. She charged, jumped into the air, held the sword with the tip of the blade pointing down, shut her eyes tight, and let fate decide the rest. RD opened her eyes as soon as she felt land. She was amazed to discover that she had gotten rid of the spider.
"Yes!..." Rainbow felt proud of herself while Sparkle face-hoofed herself. "So c'mon you guys, we should hurry and get to the top."
The three went up the trail. "Ha! We'll get to Goron City in no... OW!... Time..." A rolling, light-brown, creature ran over RD.
"Rainbow, are you okay?" NS became worried.
"I dunno... At least I think so..." Night Shade helped Dashie onto her hooves.
At the end of the trail, they noticed a hole that looked like an entrance. The three trotted through the entrance and finally found themselves in Goron City.
"Huh... So this is Goron City? I imagined it a little bit bigger that this." Twilight was shocked by the results on how the city looked.
"Well, let's not mess around... I just wanna get this day over and done with." The cyan pegasus flew down to the lowest level of the city.
To her left, she saw what looked like a cloth covering a hole. Rainbow became curious and went through it as Shade and Sparkle followed. At the end they noticed a Goron, but he looked alot bigger than the rest.
"Uh.... Excuse me, but uh.... Who are you?" Rainbow became nervous as he look like he could beat the hay out of her, if he wanted.
"I am the king of the Gorons. Who may you be?"
"I-I'm Rainbow Dash, this is Night Shade, and this is my friend Twilight Sparkle."
"Ahhh, Rainbow Dash. I've been waiting for you, Celestia has told me much about you. As for one, she had said that you'd be showing up here sooner or later. I have a gift for you that you'll need on your quest... On one condition..."
"Of coarse, what may that be you're highness?" It felt weird to Dash on how that he didn't even rule over her.
"Come back here later with the Song of the Forest and I'll give you you're reward."
"Wait, Song of the Forest? The only forest in Equestria is the... Oh no... Not the Everfree Forest!"
"Yes now, run along and hurry. I'll be waiting here for you to return."
The three made their way out of the city as RD's jaw still looked like it was going to touch the ground, along with Twilight. NS thought they were nuts.
'What could be so scary about a place called the Everfree Forest?' Night Shade thought to himself. 'It sounds kinda nice...'
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Pinkie Pie,Dark,Sad,Tragedy,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Gore,Sex
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Aftercake
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I'm sorry. I don't know what to do. But I must go back. And I don't know how I will take it.
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<p>Aftercake. The story after cupcakes.</p><p>The goal is to add some ‘humanity’ in a sense to the character of Pinkimena. I hate that everyone… well almost everyone hates cupcakes. They can’t see beyond the layer that is untasteful fiction. It has become a test to the limit of our Love and Tolerate morals. Whether we are open to everyone’s opinion and what they say, that outlook on life apparently only applies to who we see fit.</p><p>And about the character herself, Pinkie Pie. Everyone forgets this simple fact, before they say, “This story ruined Pinkie Pie for me.” Yes. what she has done is evil, disturbed, crazy, insane, messed up, and the next thing, we still forget she is the element of laughter. We still forget that she is Pinkie Pie. So let’s inject hope into Pinkimena and the fandom, letting her know that Pinkie Pie is still alive, she just needs to wake up.</p><p>Now the logistics of the story. This follows the blog version of Pinkimena. And that means Scootaloo the Sadist is one character in the story. But I only check marked Pinkimena because she is the most important character and the story revolves around her.</p><p>And about the rating. This isn't supposed to be gorey like Cupcakes was, or anything equally as gruesome. But it is quite frank, and it defintely isn't a kids story. Approach with caution.</p><p>One last thing. This is just to get more story out there. It is currently incomplete and I mainly update the google docs version found here:</p><p><a href="https://docs.google.com/leaf?id=0B3VJPMoD51WsMDQwMDJjYWUtOTM1NS00Y2UyLTg0MmMtOTkwNTk0MmFmNzZi&sort=name&layout=list&num=50" rel="nofollow">https://docs.google.com/leaf?id=0B3VJPMoD51WsMDQwMDJjYWUtOTM1NS00Y2UyLTg0MmMtOTkwNTk0MmFmNzZi&sort=name&layout=list&num=50</a></p><p>But I will update this version as well, and the final version will be here when I finish. This is my first story on fimfiction, so I'm not sure how their file managing works, so if I'm forced to, I will have to make chapters, which probably means less updates since I'm lazy. </p><p>Oh well. Enjoy the fall out. The Aftercake.</p>
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teen
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2011-10-13T03:42:36+00:00
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2011-10-13T03:42:36+00:00
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“Hop, skip, and jump.” A young orange pegasus was skipping down alongside a stream. She was
humming a song she found her mentor sing quite frequently. The young pegasus doesn’t know if she
does it willingly or not. She just happens to sing quite often. It might be about a party or even something
called the Grand Galloping Gala but she doesn’t appear to do it out of pure will. In fact, the orange
pegasus once found her mentor, crying in the dark. That was long a night of confusion. Pinkimena never
cried. Never. Not once. While she was in her care.
It was creepy… to say the least. But time passed and her mentor has grown stronger than ever. Maybe
she has grown strong enough to kidnap one of the villagers and slice them open, for old time sakes.
Which was another strange thing. Pinkimena seemed to have been avoiding that little thing they do for
quite some time. Pinkimena was always up for a good shank, now it seems that she avoids them like the
plague.
Perhaps it was just a phase. She remembered when she grew squeamish that one week and couldn’t
drain the blood properly without throwing up all over the tub. But Pinkimena understood. She always
did. She was her true mom. Well, her second true mom. There was another pony, but she couldn’t
remember who…
The orange pegasus shuddered. Thinking too hard about the past always made her head
hurt. “Scootaloo. It’s time to head back.” A dull voice called through the forest. The orange pegasus’s
ears perked up. She looked in the direction and skipped happily back to her mentor.
Pinkimena was sitting with her hooves cross with another pony named Oak Syrup. Oak Syrup was a
brown pony with chocolate mane. She wasn’t a well known pony in Neigh Village, so if they… Scootaloo,
the orange pegasus, smiled evilly for a moment. She saw Pinkimena’s plan. All alone to play with Oak
Syrup. “You have a good time Scootaloo?” Oak Syrup asked with genuine interest.
“I sure did Miss Syrup!” The pegasus responded, taking every inch of will power to keep her wingboner
of excitement down.
“Thank you so much Oak Syrup for the chat. We should do this again some time.” Pinkimena spoke to
Oak as a familiar. The pegasus gave Pinkimena a strange look. ‘do this again some time’ would imply
that there is going to be a next time.
“Yes. Your thoughts on musical composition is quite divine. Perhaps you can even out do the known
cellist Octavia.” Oak Syrup responded cheerifully. Pinkimena flinched at the thought of old memories.
“Yes. Well, we best be going.” Pinkimena nodded her head. Oak Syrup did the same as she turned
around. Pinkimena looked at Scootaloo who staring dumbfondly at Oak Syrup. “Did you have…”
Pinkimena was about to speak, when Scootaloo face hoofed.
“Why not?” Scootaloo asked. Referring to the easy target with her tail. Pinkimena sighed and began
walking towards their home.
“Not now Scootaloo.” Pinkimena hated this conversation. It has become more and more apparent that
Scootaloo misses the feeling. She did too, at times of stress. Running a bakery was difficult when you
didn’t have the best ingredients. So she had every excuse in the book to revert to her old ways. But she
chose not to.
“Argh! You never seem to want to kill anymore!” Scootaloo spoke in frustration. Pinkimena flinched at
the word kill. Pinkimena trained Scootaloo well… or perhaps too well. The pegasus spoke with no fear
and no regret. “We gotta do something for your birthday!” Pinkimena stopped in her tracks. She forgot
again. Just like every other year since it happened.
You killed them Pinkie. How does it feel to be such a great friend? The element of betrayal is what you
represent. In the worst way possible. Stop it. Pinkimena told herself.
“That’s enough Scootaloo.” Pinkimena spoke, her tone wavering. Scootaloo snorted.
“What are you going to do? Put my number back in?” Scootaloo snickered back. Pinkimena felt a rush of
anger. Then a double pangbow of guilt. She would never. Calm down Pinkie. She’s just trying to get you
riled up. Pinkimena sighed. You have trained her well indeed.
Scootaloo also realized that she went too far. “Pinkimena. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean…” But the pink pony
simply nuzzled Scootaloo’s head.
“It’s fine. It’s just been a long day.” Pinkimena looked at Scootaloo, who stared back with those innocent
round eyes. The eyes she found when she first found her all those years back. “C’mon. Let’s get back to
the cabin. Before the wolves come out.”
“Wolves? Please. We could take them!” Scootaloo spoke with confidence. Pinkimena never doubted she
could take them. But do wolves deserve the pain they could put them through?
-_-
“That’s the spirit. Here you go.” Pinkie handed Dash a cupcake.
Dash was puzzled “I thought I was helping you bake.”
“You will be. I made this one just for you before you got here.
“So, is this like taste testing or something?”
“Sorta,” Pinkie said.
-_-
Pinkimena awoke, her mane drenched in sweat. She quickly took in her surroundings. Scootaloo,
sleeping against her chest. She was in her bedroom. A half eaten plate of grassgehtti was next to the
bed. She recalled the events in her mind. What did she do yesterday? Oak Syrup. That’s right. She’s in
Neigh Village. No longer in Ponyville.
A dream? Again? Of the past? Pinkimena felt a tear fall from her right eye. Again with the crying? She
was getting too old for this manure. Scootaloo shifted uncomfortably, as if she could sense Pinkimena’s
unrest. “Perhaps, it’s time.” She whispered to herself. She quietly got up from bed and pulled out some
parchment, a quill, and some ink. She wrote out the letter with fierce speed and was out the door in ten
seconds flat.
She shifted her pink hair from her face as she walked towards the path. Pinkimena looked behind her
as a final moment to think about what she was really doing. What was the point in going back? What
was she hoping to accomplish? Relief? Were Twilight, Rarity, and Applejack going to forgive her for what
she has done? No matter how many times Pinkimena has turned the issue over and over in her head,
she always came out with the same answer. No. Under no circumstances would any pony forgive her for
what she has done. But she still felt the urge to go back. As if something was drawing her near.
Pinkimena was holding a flower she picked out of her garden. She took it in hoof and placed the rainbow
colored flower in her hair. She then held a hoof close to her heart. It still pumped blood through her
system. She’s still alive. She found herself doing this recently, checking vitals and her breathing. Because
sometimes, just sometimes, she felt as if she’s a dead pony walking.
-_-
Scootaloo awoke to the sound of a few birds chirping outside. She stretched out her forelegs above her
head and yawned. “Good morning! Pinkimena?” Scootaloo looked around and saw no sign of the pink
pony. The pegasus flew out of bed and began checking the usual places. Nope. Not in the cellar, which
was a pity because she was half hoping she would find her down there with another pony. Nope, not in
the kitchen. Nope, not outside tending to her garden.
Scootaloo looked at the garden once more and noticed that a specific flower was missing. It was quite
strange, Pinkimena would tend to this flower like it was the only thing keeping her alive. Scootaloo’s
eyes then widened. She would be crushed if she noticed some pony picking her flower! She quickly ran
from the house and approached the garden. Her wings began to flutter with anger as she saw a dirt trail
leading away from the house and towards the Path.
Scootaloo ran away from the house with righteous fury. It was after half a mile or so that the trail went
cold and she found herself in an open field. The path trailed on for what seemed like ever. It was quite
lucky that they found this small village.
When they first arrived, Pinkimena told Scootaloo, “We have to lay low so we don’t get caught,”
“Or we’ll be sent to the moon?” The orange pegasus asked.
“Exactly.” The pink pony had no idea what she was getting herself into. But she was possessed by
something evil. Something chaotic, a constant drum beat that caused pain in her heart as Pinkimena
moved forwards. But Pinkimena played her cards well as she found herself the only ally that helped her
make it through it all.
Scootaloo then heard some pony singing. Her ears perked up, becoming deathly silent. It sounded like
it came from the forest behind her. Scootaloo swiftly turned around and broke into a silent sprint back
towards the forest. She ducked and dove, tree to tree, until the music grew louder. After a dive into a
nearby bush, the orange pegasus peeked out of the bush to see the behind of some brown pony. She
seemed to be busy doing something as the brown pony’s tail swung back and forth.
Scootaloo then caught a glimpse of her cutie mark, a golden jar that had a stirring spoon filled with
syrup. Oak Syrup! But what was she doing all the way out here on her own? Scootaloo tip toed out
of the bushes and cleared her voice loudly. The brown pony jumped and turned to Scootaloo. “Oh
Scootaloo! You scared me!” Oak Syrup panted out. Scootaloo tilted her head and gave Oak Syrup an
inquisitive look.
“What are you doing all the way out here?” The orange pegasus asked. Oak Syrup looked behind her and
then decided to move to the side. Laid out behind her was a sketch pad and some quills and ink.
“I am actually trying my hoof at drawing. I’m trying to draw the oak trees. They just seem so peaceful!”
Oak Syrup announced. Scootaloo couldn’t help but gag at the thought of love dovey art.
“Hey. Have you seen Pinkimena?” Scootaloo asked.
“No. I haven’t seen her since yesterday. Is everything ok?” She asked with concern.
“Pfft. Everything’s fine!” The orange pegasus grinned something cheesy. Everything was fine? Her and
Pinkimena couldn’t have been anything further. It seemed like those great days of familiarity were so
far away. She used to remember when Pinkimena would bring home a pony, and immediately to the
chopping block. Pinkimena taught Scootaloo how to drain the blood correctly, play kick ball with the
head, and even let her design some of the décor. But it seemed that those days were long over. Ever
since she killed that blue pegasus pony.
It was difficult to remember, the details were always hazy, and Scootaloo couldn’t help but feel an
attachment to that blue pegasus pony. Almost as if she loathed Pinkimena for doing so… But those
memories would always fade away as quickly as they came.
Scootaloo’s memories then led back to her quality time with Pinkimena. Was there a reason why she
was acting this way? It was almost as if she was… remorseful.
Scootaloo couldn’t help but giggle to herself at the thought. That was ridiculous. Pinkimena? Being
guilty? The orange pegasus mentally face hoofed, she had to have hit the cider pretty hard to have
think that. Then Scootaloo looked at Oak Syrup, whom went back to drawing the stupid trees. “Hey Oak
Syrup, where’s your friends?” She asked, hopeful for a certain answer.
“Hm? Didn’t Pinkimena tell you?’ She asked in surprise. “I’m a loner. A hermit if you will. All I do is
bring the delicious Oak Syrup to the people of Neigh Village. Anonymously of course,” Oak Syrup stated
matter of factly. “But it’s quite strange talking to Pinkimena, it’s as if she has this strange allure to her.
You know what I…” Oak Syrup began to ramble, when she noticed the orange pegasus knocking her
head on a nearby tree. “Scootaloo? Are you quite alright?”
Why. The. Buck. Not? Pinkimena?
That’s when Scootaloo came across the realization. Could Pinkimena have… forgotten how to do so?
And she’s just embarrassed that she forgot how to play the game? Scootaloo knocked her hooves
together. That had to be it! “Scootaloo dear, are you sure you’re okay?” Scootaloo felt a little woozy, but
she was quite alright… in fact, more than alright. She hatched a plan that would put everything back to
normal.
“Hey Miss Syrup. Can you help me out? I wanna make a batch of cupcakes for Pinkimena but I’m afraid
my cupcakes aren’t any good. Can you…” Scootaloo asked with puppy dog eyes. Oak Syrup fell for it, just
like Scootaloo planned.
They headed back to the house. And Scootaloo ran forward, past the garden plot, and into the house.
Oak Syrup followed along, trying to keep up with Scootaloo.
Scootaloo thought quickly and nervously bit her lip. She knew that Pinkimena kept a few ‘cupcakes’ in
case they found an unexpected ‘customer’. She checked behind the counter, behind the fridge, in the
back of the pantry. Nothing… Except the trash. Scootaloo, under much better thinking circumstances
would have thought of why the special cupcakes were in the trash. Or why Pinkimena was away for so
long. She never left Scootaloo for extended amounts of time.
But to be frank, Scootaloo was incredibly excited, so excited that these things didn’t even reach her
subconscious. Scootaloo grabbed one from the trash and ran back to Oak Syrup, who was sitting
patiently in the dining room. “Hey, Scootaloo. I just thought about it, you know I haven’t really baked
anything either…” Oak Syrup confessed.
“Yeah, yeah. Whatever. I actually need you to taste this cupcake for me.” Scootaloo spoke in a rushed
voice. Oak Syrup looked at the cupcake Scootaloo held in her hooves.
“Why?” She asked curiously.
“Ummm. I want you to taste it. Tell me if you think there’s anything I should change.” Scootaloo quickly
recited from one of Pinkimena’s lines of excuses.
“Oh Scootaloo. I’m sure Pinkimena will like it no matter what it tastes like…” Oak Syrup tried to assure
the pegasus.
“Can you please just take a dumb bite?!” Scootaloo yelled, thrusting the cupcake in Oak Syrup’s
direction. Oak Syrup looked at the cupcake with uncertainty, then at Scootaloo.
Oak Syrup took the cupcake in her hooves and took a bite. Her tongue was enveloped in flavor. It was
little on the hard side, like it was sitting out for a while. It felt cold in her mouth, like Scootaloo made
this cupcake days ago. But it still tasted great. So she took another bite, and then another, until there
was no more cupcake. “That was amazing Scootaloo! I’m sure Pinkimena will… love…” Oak Syrup
staggered to one knee, her eyes suddenly feeling incredibly heavy. Then she collapsed to the floor.
Scootaloo always planned to say something cool when the ‘customer’ fell to the floor. But she simply
face hoofed. She began to think out loud. “Pinkimena?! How do you make the customer so acquiesce
and fit in a witty line?” Scootaloo sighed and looked at the brown pony. Well, she got her here. Now
what comes next again?
If Scootaloo remembered correctly, the drug usually lasted a good half hour. Well, times a wasting.
Scootaloo went to go move Oak Syrup and realized something. Pinkimena was buff as can be. She
would usually carry the pony, by herself, down the stairs and into the cellar with ease. It took a good
fifteen minutes for Scootaloo to get Oak Syrup down the stairs and into the chambers. Oak Syrup, at this
point was mumbling in her unconsciousness. Crap, she didn’t have much time left. Scootaloo quickly
cuffed the pony with the correct iron chain links and tightened the knots. Scootaloo recalled the mental
countdown in her head, she had about five minutes left. She wanted to be here when she woke up. This
would be a present for when Pinkimena got here, a birthday present. But that didn’t mean she couldn’t
have a little fun. Scootaloo flew up the stairs and into the bedroom. She was in such a rush, she didn’t
realize there was a scrawled note that Pinkimena left next to the plate of grassghetti.
Scootaloo was in the kitchen, taking a drink of water before they began. All of a sudden, screams of help
came from the cellar. “Scootaloo? S-S-Scootaloo?!” The orange pegasus smiled.
(For the readers who thought that this was a clop fic and I was about to go into detail… Boy, you’re in for
a surprise.)
-_-
Pinkimena reached the crossroads. She could either continue on the dirt path towards the next town, or
she could cut through the Ever Free Forest.
Taking the long path around would take a few days to get to Ponyville. And that was time Pinkimena
didn’t want to spend. She had to be at Ponyville. But then she asked herself, why? Do you wish to see
the after cake? What has happened in your absence? Or to perhaps even finish the jo-.
“SHUT UP!” Pinkimena yelled into the air. No pony was around, but she spun in a circle, paranoid if
any pony did hear her. Her mind was turning on her. She was losing Scootaloo. And she had no friends.
Great. This was just perfect. Pinkimena looked onward, off the beaten path, and trotted on.
It didn’t take long until Pinkimena saw the outskirts of the Ever Free Forest. Thorny bushes and jungle
like trees graced the edge of the unknown territory. Pinkimena felt a sudden chill creep down her back
as the light breeze that was blowing earlier has turned into a harsh gust. The skies above were no longer
blue and sunny, it was dark and gray.
Pinkimena quickened her pace and was soon embraced by the forest. The forest was always creepy
to Pinkimena. The creatures lived in solitude and the weather was uncontrolled. Pinkimena couldn’t
understand how the creatures of the Ever Free Forest could live all alone. She would never had made it
as far as she has without Scootaloo.
Pinkimena found herself walking in no real direction. All she knew was that if she cut straight through
the Ever Free Forest, she should reach the other side of the forest, and Ponyville will be right there
as a result. Pinkimena then reached the edge of a cliff. Pinkimena looked down into the mouth of the
canyon, which was filled with thick as pea soup fog. She kicked a pebble down the cliff and heard the
clatter of it echo through the forest. As far as Pinkimena’s concern, this pit was bottomless. She looked
to the left; there was no way around that way as the edge looked like it continued into infinity. Then she
looked to her right and saw an outline of a bridge in the distance. Right next to the bridge seemed to be
an old abandoned building.
Pinkimena instantly knew where she was. She turned around and began to trot the opposite direction.
She would take her chances trying to find another way around. She wasn’t ready for what came with
crossing the bridge. Whether it be memories or ghosts from the past, she wanted to procrastinate as
long as possible.
A few uneasy moments passed and there seemed to be no end to this canyon. It looked like she had
no choice but to go cross the bridge. She turned around and went back. “It’s only a bridge Pinkimena.
Only a bridge.” And she was right. It was only a bridge. Pinkimena didn’t even risk another glance at the
building. She crossed the bridge with as much ease as she would any other bridge. But that’s when she
made a mistake. She decided to turn around.
-_-
“I never leave my friends hangin’!” The blue pegasus stated proudly to her five friends.
-_-
Pinkimena sat down in front of the bridge and that’s when it was too much. Streams flowed down her
eyes. She missed her. She missed Rainbow Dash. She missed Fluttershy. She missed every pony. And the
only question she could ask herself was, ‘Why?’ Why did she do it?
But the answer has always been there. She enjoyed it. It has become an addiction. She couldn’t control
the temptation. Whenever she was alone, neglected, rejected, that would make her feel powerful. It
was what her friends pushed her to do. And then one day, she snapped. She didn’t know what did it. She
didn’t know why she did it. She wasn’t angry before it happened, or the pony who it happened to wasn’t
necessarily mean to Pinkimena anytime before that. She just had the urge. And this urge has scared
Pinkimena ever since that day.
When she invited Rainbow Dash to bake. It really was supposed to be for Dashie. But the urge came
once more. And a fiendish plan emerged in Pinkimena’s head from the depths of her brain. But
Pinkimena couldn’t just do it. She made herself excuses… and that’s when her eyes went to the lottery.
The lottery of numbers. The one she created.
She didn’t create it out of enjoyment. She created it out of self control. Sometimes ponies took
vacations from Ponyville and when their number came up, it meant that Pinkimena had to put a hold
on the cupcake making. But no matter what she told Scootaloo, she cheated that day. She justified it to
herself as a one in a million chance. And she prepared the props. She never really ate Gilda. That was a
scare tactic. Psychological games killed you more than the actual killing itself. Fighting to live, but your
mind knowing that it is hopeless was the real torture.
Pinkimena made herself turn around, wiped her eyes and got up. Her legs wobbled as she walked
forward. It was difficult to think straight, let alone walk straight, but she had to keep going. That…
attraction to Ponyville still lingered. Something was calling her to come back. She didn’t know what it
was, but it grew stronger as she reached her destination. Pinkimena felt a raindrop fall on her head. It
began to drizzle, but Pinkimena felt her mane frizz a little. She needed to find shelter, and quickly.
The pink pony looked up to check on her rainbow flower. It was still there, sitting in her hair. She cleared
the hair from her face and ran past some trees. That’s when she saw it. The hut. Pinkimena stopped
before it and realized that this was Zecora’s hut. There was no way she still lived by Ponyville… did
she? Lightning cracked across the sky as thunder played a symphony of bangs. Staying out here would
probably be more dangerous than some stupid zebra. She ran forward and opened the door. It wasn’t
locked. She hopped inside and closed the door behind her. She shook off the water, her mane and fur
coat were still dripping wet.
She walked to the center of the room. Once again, her mouth began to take on a mind of its own.
“She’s an evil enchantress, and she does evil dances. When you look into her eyes, she will put you in
trances. And what will she do? She will make up an evil brew…”
“…And she will gobble you up in a big tasty stew,” Pinkimena paused. That didn’t come from her. She
turned around and there sat a zebra holding out a white towel. “So, I would beware if I was you.” The
zebra finished. Pinkimena jumped back and growled.
“Do you know what I have done?” Pinkimena clenched her teeth. Zecora seemed way too calm to be
talking to Pinkimena.
“Yes. And boy, what a mess.” Zecora plainly stated. She didn’t look a day older than last time she saw
her. Those yellow eyes, still haunting and creepy. Pinkimena narrowed her eyes.
“Understatement of the year.” Pinkimena growled.
“No, no, no, water and wood, not a good mix make. Take this towel, at least for my sake!” Zebra
gestured to Pinkimena’s soaking wet mane, then at the towel. Pinkimena took a step forward and
snatched the towel from Zecora. Pinkimena pressed the cloth into her mane. The towel felt warm and
cozy, it was as if the zebra knew she was coming.
“Why are you doing this? I would have called Celestia, attacked myself, or…” Pinkimena started
babbling, but Zecora placed a hoof on her own mouth and made a shush sound.
“I am not you and you are not me.” Zecora pointed at Pinkimena, then back at herself. “How obvious
can I make that be?” Her tone was different. It sounded… humorous. Or at least as humorous as Zecora
could sound.
“Are you… mocking me?” Pinkimena asked, she raised her eyebrow at the concept of Zecora making a
joke. Zecora laughed, which was three modest ‘ha’s.
“The Element of Laughter took a vacation. Someone had to be the next comedic sensation.” Zecora
stated.
“Vacation? I ran! Because I… I…” Pinkimena couldn’t finish the sentence. But how couldn’t she? She had
fun when she was doing it. Was she so crazy and insane that she couldn’t control herself? It was obvious
that the answer was yes. She created a system to control herself, but why didn’t she just stop? She knew
it was wrong, she knew it was unforgivable, and she knew she couldn’t take it back.
“Lost control of your emotions. But don’t let guilt stop your motion. Let it be your guide and make
amends. Lest you go lose your friends.” Zecora rhymed. Pinkimena found it quite annoying.
“What do you mean make amends?! How can some pony forgive me for what I’ve done? How can any
pony? Maybe you don’t know what I am?” Pinkimena got in Zecora’s face and began to shout. “I’m a
monster! I enjoy what I do! It gives me meaning to me life.” Pinkimena backed up while Zecora wiped
her face from the excess spit that escaped Pinkimena’s shout. “I don’t have any friends.”
“Your friends, is who you doubt. But how do you know, if you never tried to sort it out?” Zecora asked.
Pinkimena opened her mouth to argue, but then closed it. It would be normal to think that no pony
could forgive her. But she never really knew what would happen if she was to face Rarity, Applejack or
Twilight. What would they say? What would they do? “You might ask yourself why you did such things.
But don’t bother with the past, just worry about what the future brings.” Zecora told Pinkimena.
“I’m… afraid.” Pinkimena concluded out loud. “How are they going to react? I don’t want to know.”
“Then why have you come back? Planning another attack?” Zecora quipped. Pinkimena reflexively took
a nearby object, which was one of Zecora’s masks and threw it like a disk at Zecora. She simply dodged
nimbly and smirked.
“NO! I… I… I won’t do it! Never again! Not after I… killed Dashie! She was my best friend! And I betrayed
her. My most loyal friend; I betrayed her… and all of my other friends.” Pinkimena had tears running
down her eyes. Guh. It was so embarrassing, it was as if crying once today released a torrent of water
from deep down inside of her.
“What you should know, is that wasn’t you. And you know that too.” She then approached, Pinkimena
began to back up. Pinkimena couldn’t take what Zecora was saying. She was in full control, she was the
one responsible.
“NO! I can’t lie to myself! That was me!” Pinkimena panicked, suddenly looking at the door, planning
a way to get out. She would have to deal with the rain, it was better than where this conversation was
going.
“An evil spirit exploited your weaknesses. To destroy harmony was his interest.” The zebra finished.
Pinkimena froze. What was she talking about? She didn’t talk to anyone before she began to kill. Why
couldn’t she just be straight forward? But before Pinkimena could ask her what she meant, the door was
energetically opened and four figures entered the room.
“Ms. Zecora! The rain stopped! Twilight sent us ta get your help on preparations for the Rainbow
Festival…” A cheery voice erupted from behind Zecora. Pinkimena couldn’t place her hoof on it, but it
sounded familiar. “Who’s your friend, Zecora?” The voice asked with curiousity.
“Applebloom, this is an old friend from a long time ago. Her name is Balloons, best pony I’ve known.”
Zecora responded. She stepped to the side and the four figures walked up to Pinkimena.
Pinkimena instantly recognized Sweeite Belle and Apple Bloom. They grew up so fast. And was that…
Dinky Hooves? Wow, still no derpy eyes. And then the last pony had glasses on and actually had a cutie
mark already. It was a bunch of peppermint sticks. She also looked familiar, like Pinkimena once thought
about being her mentor.
“Well howdy Balloons! My name is Applebloom!”
“My name is Dinky Hooves!” The grey purple unicorn interrupted. Sweetie Belle rolled her eyes.
“I’m Sweetie Belle!”
“And I’m Pepper!”
The four of them then all yelled, “And we are the Pinkie Pie Lookout Squad!” Pinkimena winced. The
what?
Applebloom took over, as it seems that she became leader. “We keep a constant look out for the one
named Pinkie Pie! She is an evil monster that crawls through Equestria!” The other three ponies all
yelled in unison.
“In fact! I even wrote a song about her!” Sweetie Belle announced.
“Oh boy! Can we hear it?” Dinky Hooves asked.
“Sure!” The other three ponies hushed up to listen. Pinkimena glanced over at Zecora, who just smiled
at the four fillies.
“She’s an evil pony! A big pink phony! She will ask you to come bake, when you are aloney! And when
she gives you a cupcake don’t take it for goodness sakes! Or she will make you into a big juicy steak! So
watch out!” Sweetie Belle was dancing all around, and the three other fillies were running around like
they were chickens with their heads cut off. The four ponies eventually all regrouped and the four of
them yelled ‘watch out’ all at once.
Wow. That was incredibly annoying from the other side. Pinkimena concluded. “So what does this ‘Pinkie
Pie’ look like?” She asked while looking at Zecora, who looked like she appreciated the irony as well.
“Well, we know she’s pink.”
“And she probably has claws…”
“Yeah! And big scary teeth!”
“And wearing a suit!” Dinky Hooves added lastly. The other three ponies looked at Dinky
Hooves. “What?”
“My dad wears a suit.” Sweetie Belle concluded.
“Exactly!” Dinky Hooves reasoned. The other two ponies laughed while Sweetie Belle scrunched up
her face. The four ponies then began to argue. It was until Zecora broke up the fighting by clearing her
throat.
“When does Twilight need the lanterns aflame? I don’t wish to be late and the blame.”
“Oh yeah!” Applebloom spoke, as if she just remembered why they were there. “She needs them by
tomorrow night!” Zecora then nodded her head.
“You four better run along before they worry. And you know how the forest is, so you better hurry.”
Zecora spoke with genuine concern.
“Oh don’t worry Zecora!” Applebloom spoke. The four of them then got into a group pose and they all
announced, “THE PINKIE PIE LOOKOUT SQUAD IS ALWAYS PREPARED!” The four of them then zipped out
of the Zecora’s humble abode.
A moment of silence has passed until Pinkmena blurted out, “They don’t remember me.”
“Ponies tend to forget painful ordeals. Makes living their lives with much more appeal.” Zecora said.
Pinkimena breathed in and out. Ever since they entered, Pinkimena wanted to ask this question.
“Do they miss Scootaloo?”
“Not as much as your friends miss ‘you know who’.” Pinkimena sighed. These rhymes were getting
unbearable. Zecora walked to Pinkimena’s left side, “The adults felt it was better to tell the fillies she’s
gone. Making their mourning feel less long.”Zecora explained further. The zebra then uncomfortably
brushed her own hair with her hoof. “Pardon my curiosity, but does Scootaloo still walk with
animosity?”
“What are you implying?” Pinkimena’s voice grew angry. “I wouldn’t hurt Scootaloo! She’s my best
friend! She helped me get through life all this time…”
“Didn’t you say that friends, you no longer had?” Zecora teased Pinkimena. “Or is your lying really
that bad?” Pinkimena’s face grew sad. She then plopped her flank onto the ground and sighed. Zecora
walked over to Pinkimena and placed her hooves on her shoulders, “You say that you’re afraid mostly.
But a wise, faithful pony once told me, to giggle at the ghostie.”
“Can you stop teasing me?” Pinkimena spoke, annoyed to no end.
“So what are you waiting for? You don’t have to linger here no more. Just remember what I said, your
friendship isn’t dead.” Zecora pointed her hoof at the door, which was still open from the Pinkie Pie
Lookout Squad. Pinkimena looked at Zecora, who only winked at her. Pinkimena stood up with help
from Zecora and began to trot towards the door.
“Zecora?” Pinkimena paused before leaving. “Thank you.” She then ran forward. The sun was beginning
to set over Ponyville. Pinkimena continued to feel that attraction to Ponyville. It was difficult to contain,
it was as if the closer she got, the stronger this attraction grew.
-_-
Scootaloo took a short little break. She looked around as she hopped up the stairs. Where
the buck was Pinkimena? She looked in her bedroom. No pony was here. But that’s when she
remembered, “Scootaloo. Remember that you must always set the bed after you get up.” One of
Pinkimena’s many lessons living on their own. Scootaloo felt guilty that she didn’t set it and immediately
set upon the task. It took about ten seconds flat for Scootaloo to set the bed easily while practicing
flying. She never did go to a flying school.
But after she finished, that was when she happened upon the grassghetti and the note left by
Pinkimena. “Hm?” Scootaloo dropped the grassghetti back on the table and picked up the note. She
began to read aloud,
“Dear Scootaloo,
Something very important has just come up. I am trusting you to care for yourself for a few days. I
NEED you to stay low. Make the least noise as possible. I don’t want you attracting any attention while
I’m gone. And that means that you can’t perform without me. NO EXCEPTIONS! Know that I love you
Scootaloo and that you’re one of the most important things I the most important thing in my life. So
please listen to me. At least this once. I promise I will explain myself when I get home.
Your mentor and friend,
Pinkimena”
Scootaloo gulped as she glanced at the cellar door. She walked over to the door and closed it, locking it
slowly. She backed away until she found herself at the wall opposite of the cellar door. She could only
stare at the door. Now what?
-_-
Pinkimena looked up ahead. She thought hard about what Zecora said. Could it be true? Could her
friends still be there for her? Pinkimena couldn’t come up with any reasonable excuse why they would.
She found herself just a mile from Ponyville. It was brimming with ponies as the prepared for some sort
of festival. She did wonder what Zecora was talking about, maybe she could go back…
No. She was procrastinating again. It was time to face what happened. But she couldn’t just walk right in
the front door. She would be recognized immediately. There had to be a way to sneak in quietly, without
being detected. And that’s when her eyes glanced over a hay cart. It was left alone and unattended.
Hopefully she remembered how to do this.
After triple checking that it was the right size and that no pony was looking, she stole a hay bundle
and jumped into it. If only she had those glasses with her, that would make this outfit much more
convincing. And a jacket, a jacket would have looked nice. And a hat. A hat would have fooled anyone.
But she had to stick with the hay bundle all by itself.
With no other alterations she could make, she pushed her hooves out and peeked her eyes through the
hay. She walked forward and into Ponyville she went.
So far so good. No pony pointed and yelled at her… whatever they would yell. Sugar Cube Corner…
That should be right around this corner. It was there, but something looked different. Something felt
different. She couldn’t smell Mrs or Mr. Cake baking anything. The air felt stale, like nothing has been
cooked in a year. In fact Sugar Cube Corner was dark. There wasn’t any pony in Sugar Cube Corner from
the looks of it. That’s when Pinkimena had to see for herself what was going on. She looked around and
was sure no one was looking. So she hopped forward in her hay suit.
As soon as she approached the door, she saw a little plaque on the ground in front of the
building. “Here, may we remember the ponies who were taken from us too soon.” Hmph. No mention
of her. She deserved some credit, the least they could do if she was viewed as a monster. Pinkimena
jumped out of the hay suit and walked past the plaque and towards the door. She automatically tugged
at it and it didn’t budge. There was a secret entrance in the back that she made a few years back.
Hopefully it was still there.
She dragged her hay suit to the back of the bakery and found what she was looking for. It was a small
little crevice that had a chip of metal at the left corner of the house. She grabbed the little chip with her
mouth and pulled it up. It made a few metallic creaks as it was pulled up. Just a little more. Pinkimena
gave one final tug and the small crevice turned into a pony sized hole. Pinkimena kicked the hay suit into
the Sugar Cube Corner basement and in she went.
She turned around before taking another step forward and closed the hole by pulling on a handle that
she attached to the metal part of the wall. She closed it tight and snug. She walked past her hay stack,
which was laying there on floor.
The first order of business, time to explore Sugar Cube Corner. She was currently in the basement, which
meant it was nearly pitch black. The pink pony couldn’t even see her own hooves, but with enough
feeling around and based off of memory of the basement, she found a light switch. She flicked the
light switch. She looked at it mystified and flicked it up and down several times. There was no power.
Pinkimena growled and simply took a hoof step to the left and a step forward. At least she knew she was
at the stairs at this point. She walked up the stairs and opened the door.
It was as if she never left. The counter was still filled with cakes and the bakery was still fully furnished.
Pinkimena walked up to the counter a took the nearest cupcake. She tried to break some off with her
hoof; the cupcake was hard as stone. Anger surged from within her. What happened to Mr. and Mrs.
Cake? She tried to smash the cupcake into the counter, but only a third of the cupcake went down into
crumbles, and then stopped under Pinkimena’s pressure. Argh.
Pinkimena threw the cupcake against the wall and watched the bread and frosting break into fragments.
Pinkimena panted as she just growled at the crumbled mess on the ground. Pinkimena walked from
behind the counter and headed for upstairs. She saw the door that led into her room. She was only a
step away and she suddenly grew chicken. Nothing good can come from behind this door. She should
just leave and seek out Twilight Sparkle. She always knows what to do…
“No. You made this mess. It’s time to face what you’ve done.” Pinkimena took a deep breath and
pushed the door open. She closed her eyes as she walked in. She then slowly opened her eyes. Eeyup.
So far, so good. It was time to go into the Room.
Pinkimena then headed for the Room with no windows and just a single exit. Pinkimena took deep
breaths. She had to do this. Instead of doing it slow, she jumped in this time. Through the door she went
and into the middle of the room.
Pinkimena then forced herself to spin around and look at what was all to see. And it was all still here.
Streamers, pony flanks, and balloons. It was incredibly dark. Pinkimena expected to cry once more or to
just die right here when she returned. But nothing like that happened. She could only stare. She felt like
a painter staring at old, past paintings.
Pinkimena walked up to the quilt she and Scootaloo were working on. “How big can we make it?”
Pinkimena heard Scootaloo’s voice echo in her head. And she responded, “As big as we can.”
Pinkimena then turned around back to the center. She tried looking for the table she performed her
incredible pieces of work. And spotted it exactly where she left it. It was against the wall, Pinkimena
could remember the rush she was in when Fluttershy escaped. She kicked the table at Pinkimena and
ran out the door. If Scootaloo had been there, she and her would have probably never had to run away.
Scootaloo could have easily caught her if she was there. NO PINKIMENA! It was a good thing you were
found out. Pinkimena could only wonder what would have happened if she didn’t escape.
She had no time to gather any belongings and there was slim chance to escape, and even slimmer with
Scootaloo. But she remembered thinking to herself, I have to try.
Pinkimena then checked her bedroom and saw her pink bed. It was untouched by time. It looked so
comfy and cozy. She felt so tired. Walking all the way from Neigh Village to Ponyville was a long ways.
She climbed into bed and rested her head against the pillows. She looked out her window and saw that
the sun was setting. She needed rest. Just five minutes…
-_-
“Party time!” Spike yelled into the air. Sugar Cube Corner was jam packed. Vinyl Scratch and Octavia
were playing a duet. It was the biggest party Pinkie Pie ever thrown.
“Huh?” Pinkie Pie found herself in the middle of her five friends.
“Wow Pinkie Pie! This is probably the most fun I’ve had in ages!” Rarity told Pinkie Pie.
“I agree.” Fluttershy joined in, taking a bite of an all organic cupcake.
“I… Fluttershy?! You’re alive?” Pinkie Pie sputtered out.
“Of course. Why wouldn’t I be?” Fluttershy asked with curiosity. Pinkie Pie couldn’t help but stare at her
wings, still fully intact.
“She must be talking about that Cupcake thing.” That voice. The confidence, the energy, the loyalty.
Pinkie Pie turned around and was gloomped by Rainbow Dash. “Don’t worry Pinkie. I forgive you.” Pinkie
Pie started to cry. That’s when all the other ponies gathered around and gave Pinkie Pie a hug.
“Don’t worry sugah cube, we’re always here for you.” Applejack spoke.
“You can count on us, Pinkie,” Twilight confirmed.
Pinkie Pie gasped for air. This was all too good to be true.
-_-
Pinkimena awoke to noises coming from downstairs. Pinkimena found a goofy smile on her face. Her
hair bright pink and poofy, but as she continued to wake, her hair began to deflate and gray out until she
was back to old Pinkimena.
Pinkimena felt the tears well up in her eyes again. That dream has been coming up more and more
recently. It seemed that she would have that dream every other night. And she always looked forward
to it.
“Twi’, why are we here?”
“Just trust me girls.”
“Twilight dear. You gotta let go.”
Pinkimena ears perked up. She gulped. The girls were right below here.
“Look at this.”
“Why, what would ‘ave caused that?
“C’mon girls. Let’s look around. Perhaps… she’s here.”
Gotta go now. Pinkimena tip toed across the room until she was a few inches away from the door the
led downstairs, until the door itself began to open towards her. Pinkimena had a split second to make a
decision. Her eyes glanced at a chair in her living room and ducked behind it.
“Ummm, Twi’? Can we leave? I don’t like bein’ up here.” That country accent. Pinkimena dared to take
a peek. Her three friends looked different. Twilight Sparkle was a slight deeper shade of color. She
was also wearing a purple vest of some sort. Applejack still wore her hat, but her hair was no longer
braided, but was left loose and hanging to her sides. Rarity was wearing purple glasses and still looked
fashionable, but perhaps she only looked different because she was trembling like crazy.
Pinkimena quickly ducked down as Twilight lit up her horn. “C’mon. We have to go to the Room.”
Pinkimena heard two ponies gasp.
“Twilight, darling, I think Applejack and I will stay out here to…” Rarity spoke up.
“We have to check her bedroom! You know... just in case.” Applejack agreed.
Pinkimena could just imagine Twilght rolling her eyes. “Ugh. Fine girls, I’ll be in the Room. You two go
check the bedroom.” Twilight Sparkle headed off past the chair and without a second glance back to
the girls, nudged the Room door open. The two ponies remained, both shaking more than when Zecora
entered town that one time. But I mean, really, who could top that?
“Y-you don’t t-think that sh-she’s still here? Right?” Applejack stuttered out.
“O-of course not!” Rarity answered. Pinkimena suddenly had the sudden urge to scare the parasprites
out of them. It was quite a new feeling she has never felt… perhaps in a previous life? “Well, we have to
go check her bedroom.” Rarity announced. Pinkimena rolled her. Yes, finally.
Both ponies passed Pinkimena and the chair she was hiding behind. As soon as they were inside
the bedroom, Pinkimena headed for the door and tip toed down the stairs. She was half way to the
basement door when she heard a shriek come from upstairs. “Rarity! It doesn’t mean anything! Perhaps
the sun jus’ warms this room…” But following this was a panicked trot down the stairs. Pinkimena just
froze as Rarity appeared suddenly before her.
As expected, Rarity fainted before Pinkimena could even utter a word. Pinkimena quickly made herself
scarce and dashed into the basement. She closed her eyes and concentrated, her hay suit should be five
paces in front of her. She went forward and picked it up. The exit hole should be in the left corner of the
room. She trotted over and grabbed empty air while looking for the handle. She found it just in time as
she heard noises from above and hurried steps down the basement stairs. She couldn’t make out what
they were saying, she was too focused on getting out. She finally found the metallic handle and yanked
it open.
Pinkimena threw the hay suit in front of her and hopped out. She then closed the opening and leaned
against as it closed. She could hear Applejack, Rarity, and Twilight get downstairs. They began to argue.
But Pinkimena heard Twilight scream something and then it was silent. A minute later, Pinkimena heard
the front door of Sugar Cube Corner open. “Twi’, are you sure you oh’kay?”
“Yes. I just, could’ve sworn…” Twilight sounded like a frustrated kid that cried wolf.
“We’re all tired honey. I’m sure I just caught a quick glimpse of a shadow or something. Don’t worry
about it.” Rarity’s soothing voice calmed Twilight.
The voices trailed off and Pinkimena started to breathe normally again. That was too…
“Hey Balloons! What cha doin’?” A cheerful voice called out. Pinkimena almost leaped out of her skin
and found that Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle trotted over to her.
“Oh uhhh…” Pinkimena blushed a shade of red. What the heck was she supposed to say? I’m really
Pinkie Pie and I came back to observe the Fallout I caused. Scootaloo is not dead. She is just a psychopath
like me now. Haha! Who wants cupcakes? “I’m trying to figure out where I go to find Scootaloo’s grave.”
Pinkimena face hoofed, she really should have just picked her first response. At least she knew where
the conversation would go from there.
Apple Bloom looked at Sweetie Belle. Pinkimena didn’t know what to make of their expressions. Angry?
Confused? Sweetie Belle just nodded and Apple Bloom turned back to Pinkimena. “Sure! The graveyard
is this way! Follow us!” Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle then turned around and trotted off. Pinkimena
could only follow.
-_-
“Scootaloo? Why are you doing…” Oak Syrup, still chained up and attached to the wall, stared at the
orange pegasus.
“Will you shut up for a moment?! Please! I don’t know why I did what I did either!” Scootaloo just came
down stairs and began to pace. She needed someone to talk to, bounce ideas off of, even though they
were all about her.
“If you just let me go…” Oak Syrup pleaded. But they both knew that option would go nowhere.
“Look stupid. I can’t just let you go. Now do I kill you?” Scootaloo watched Oak Syrup furiously shake her
head. “Do I keep you down here until Pinkimena gets back?” Oak Syrup didn’t respond to this option. A
full moment of silence passed between them. Suddenly, Oak Syrup broke the silence,
“Is this because I began to hang out with Pinkimena and she wasn’t hanging out with you?” The brown
pony inquired.
“NO! I am not jealous! Of you!? Pfft! Me and Pinkimena have been through so much! Why would she be
best friends with you?”
~Because tons of reasons. You’re an extra mouth to feed, you complain too much, you’ve been bugging
her about a certain activity you’re not sure if she want to do anymore, you don’t do anything to help
with the food situation, and you cause her more stress. She’s always worrying about you. Maybe you
should run away….~
“Scootaloo? I wasn’t implying anything…” Oak Syrup then struggled as Scootaloo forced a ball gag into
her mouth. Scootaloo then went upstairs, whipped up a quick salad, came back down stairs, and placed
it down in front of Oak Syrup. She eyed the salad as soon as Scootaloo set it down. Scootaloo loosened
some of the chains and she heard Oak Syrup collapse on the floor.
Scootaloo turned back to Oak Syrup who hastily removed her ball gag and threw it to the side. She
devoured the salad quickly. But Scootaloo didn’t stick around to watch, she simply went upstairs into
her bed room and lay down on the bed. Who was that voice? And why did it scare her so much?
-_-
Pinkimena continued to follow the two fillies. Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom were leading her to a part
of Ponyville she wasn’t familiar with. “So…” Pinkimena broke the silence between them. “What is this
Rainbow Celebration all about?”
There was a nervous shuffling between Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom. And Pinkimena heard them both
argue in whisper, “You tell her!” “No! You tell her!”
Apple Bloom eventually sighed and turned to Pinkimena, walking backwards. “The Rainbow Celebration
is remembering this one pegasus that could perform the Sonic Rainboom.” Pinkimena felt her heart
drop into her stomach. Perhaps she should have just kept quiet.
“Yeah, her name was Rainbow Dash.” Sweetie Belle joined in on the conversation. “But we also take
this time to remember our other friends. Like Scootaloo!” Pinkimena could feel the question about to be
sprung.
“So, how do you know Scootaloo?” Apple Bloom asked.
“Oh. I…. uhhh, met her one day when I was throwing a party.” Pinkimena began to make up. “Umm,
I was throwing a party and it was for Scootaloo! We invited ever pony around and I didn’t even know
Scootaloo at the time. It was to welcome her to Ponyville and not a lot of ponies showed up, but we
ended up being good friends.” Pinkimena finished.
“That’s weird, Pinkie Pie did that same thing for Scootaloo when she arrived in Ponyville.” Sweetie Belle
stated accusingly. Pinkimena nervously glanced between Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle.
“You would have liked Pinkie Pie.” Pinkimena and Sweetie Belle turned to face Apple Bloom. “She used
to throw parties too.” Sweetie Belle nodded and it appeared that the topic was dropped.
“So do you guys miss Scootaloo?” Pinkimena asked.
“Yeah…” Apple Bloom’s voice trailed off. Sweetie Belle cleared her throat.
“She’s not dead.” Sweetie Belle spoke. Pinkimena raised her eyebrow in question. “Tell her Apple
Bloom!”
“We saw Twilight Sparkle cast a spell on a ponykin to look like Scootaloo.” Apple Bloom explained
somberly. “We know she is still out there somewhere. What do you think Balloons?” Apple Bloom asked
with big eyes.
“Well… I…” Pinkimena looked deep inside her. “She is alive. Knowing her, she probably fought
Pinkimena off with all the strength in those small wings of hers.” Pinkimena stated. She then looked at
Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom, both whom looked content with that answer. Pinkimena realized she
slipped up. They didn’t know Pinkie Pie’s real name, but they didn’t mention anything, so they probably
didn’t catch it.
“Well, here we are.” Sweetie Belle announced. They stopped in front of a set of black gates. The arch
way in front of them had incredible sense of dread and despair. It was as if walking through those gates
were a portal to the Spirit World itself. “You’ll find Scootaloo’s grave next to the giant Pegasus Statue.”
Sweetie Belle pointed forward.
Pinkimena was about to go inside, but then looked at Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle. “Umm, thank you.
I appreciate your help.” Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom nodded in understanding.
“Don’t worry about it P-alloons.” Apple Bloom waved her hoof at Pinkimena. “Hopefully we see you at
the Rainbow Celebration?” Pinkimena blushed a little, ashamed that she has to lie.
“Yeah! Of course I’ll be there.” Pinkimena smiled. Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom smiled back and then
began to trot away.
“Bye Balloons!” Both fillies called back. Pinkimena walked into the graveyard and set out to search for
Rainbow Dash’s grave.
-_-
“So, should we tell Twilight?” Sweetie Belle asked as both of them approached Ponyville.
“No. Zecora didn’t tell them, so I trust in Zecora.” Apple Bloom spoke.
An awkward moment of silence has passed.
“She looked different….”
“It also seems that Scootaloo might still be alive.”
Both fillies raised their heads and looked at each other in this revelation. With such great news they had
a little bit more hop in their steps that day.
-_-
Pinkimena felt chills rush through her body. Was this the reason why she was here? Because her heart
literally felt like it was going to explode out of her chest. That feeling of attraction from earlier was
tugging her forward.
As she walked through the graveyard, she couldn’t help but notice all the names on the graves. All of
them were victims of becoming a cupcake. Pinkimena could never remember Ponyville with a graveyard.
Did they create one because of her?
I mean sure, they had one, but it was never anything big like this. Pinkimena then saw it, in the middle
of all the tombstones laid a tomb with a huge rainbow colored pegasus next to a yellow pegasus, both
statues look like they are flying towards the sky.
Pinkimena ran forward and got to the monument. She tried to look at the flower in her hair. She
removed the flower with her hoof and dug a small hole by the monument. She planted the flower
and sighed. Was that it? Was that the end of this journey? That feeling of attraction has disappeared.
Pinkimena then looked up at the statues.
-_-
Fluttershy wasn’t invited to Pinkie Pie’s little shin dig with Rainbow Dash. But Fluttershy is the element
of kindness and decided to visit Pinkie Pie with some cupcakes she tried making. Fluttershy wasn’t the
greatest baker, so she was hoping to ask Pinkie Pie for tips.
Fluttershy found the door creak open right before she was to knock on it. She peeked her head in and
called out. “Hello?” It was dimly lit in Sugar Cube Corner. Perhaps no one was home? But FLuttershy
didn’t mind, she would just wait for Pinkie Pie to get back.
She walked down the hallway and saw a light flooding out into the hallway from a room down the hall.
She trotted over to it and saw a familiar blue flank standing in front of a mirror. “Oh! Rainbow Dash!
Have you seen Pinkie Pie? I wanted to ask her about some baking advice…” But Fluttershy froze from
shock as the rainbow colored mane turned around and Pinkie Pie’s face replaced Rainbow Dash’s.
Pinkimena worked quickly and managed to get Fluttershy knocked out and tied down. But in
Pinkimena’s rush, the knots were not tight enough. But she only escaped after about ten minutes of
struggling. And by that time, Pinkimena made quick work of Fluttershy. Pinkimena’s blood still rushing
from Rainbow Dash’s ‘party’. So when Fluttershy escaped, she was on the edge of death.
She limped to Twilight Sparkles house and collapsed when she opened the door. Twilight Sparkle wasn’t
expecting anything like this to happen and when she asked who did this to her, the answer caused
her to lose it for just a moment. And that moment of daze was all Pinkimena needed to escape with
Scootaloo. And also in this moment of daze, Twilight didn’t call the medic ponies immediately.
And Fluttershy was no longer with Twilight Sparkle.
-_-
Pinkimena sat against the stone cold grave and could only breath. Her mane was incredibly flat and gray.
Why did she do it? Why…
“Boring. All you’ve done since you left Neigh Village was ask yourself why you did it. Perhaps you should
focus more on the problem at hand…. How are you going to approach your friends?” A familiar sounding
voice pierced Pinkimena’s thoughts. The voice sounded just like… how she used to sound like… when
she was Pinkie Pie.
“Wh-who’s there?” Pinkimena stuttered out, looking around, panicked.
“I will leave that for a surprise. Now. Let’s get back to your problem. First of all, do you think it was wise
to leave a trigger happy Scootaloo at home?”
“I left her note.” Pinkimena whispered to herself.
“Well, hate to inform you, but she saw the note, AFTER she dominated Oak Syrup.” The voice stated
matter of factly. Pinkimena stood up right away. But before she could move an inch, the voice boomed
out. “Whoa whoa whoa! Slow down there, another few more hours aren’t going to hurt. Scootaloo is
right now just taking care of her, unsure of what to really do.”
“I need to get back to her!” Pinkimena called out.
“Hold on there, pony. Have you not been listening? You need to think about your friends first…’
“Scootaloo is my friend…”Pinkimena defended herself.
“You’re other friends jack ass.” The voice spoke in an annoyed tone.
“What other friends? I don’t have any other friends…”
“You are not a good listener, are you? Don’t you remember what Zecora told you?” The voice cleared
its throat. “Remember what I said, your friendship isn’t dead.” The voice then went back to its cheerful
state. “Let’s try a different approach… What would you say to Twilight Sparkle if you came face to face
with her right now?”
“Who are you? How long have you been spying on me?” Pinkimena ignored the question and asked the
unknown being in a panicked voice.
“Ugh. You’re not really helping.” The voice sounded annoyed once more. Silence passed, Pinkimena
stayed quiet, making no comment. “Fine. I’ve been spying on you…” The voice cleared its throat.
Pinkimena looked around. The voice sounded close. “Forever.” A voice whispered into Pinkimena’s ear.
She jumped into the air in surprise and fell on her head. Pinkimena cleared the hair from her face and
saw a white pony with purple balloons as her cutie mark. Her violet eyes were friendly and loving and
her poofy yellow hair was bouncing up and down as the white pony hopped towards her. “Surprise! You
don’t remember me, but I’m Surprise!”
Pinkimena rolled onto her back and got up from the ground, dusting herself off. “Wait. Your name is
Surprise? What kind of name is an adjective?”
The white pony made a pouty face and asked back, “What kind of name is a color and a piece of
desert?” Hmmm… point taken. Pinkimena looked at the pony, remember? Have they met before?
“Yes we have met before,” Surprise read Pinkimena’s thoughts. “You may not… actually, you won’t
remember, but you and I decided that the world isn’t ready for two energetic ponies of our caliber. And
as such, you wanted me to go and I wanted you to go. After all, there was so much to experience in the
world, butI tricked you by making you go into development while I went to the Recycle Bin on Lauren
Faust’s desktop. Keeping up so far?” But Pinkimena was not keeping up. Wait, so… predevelopment,
some pony named Lauren Faust, (“She’s actually an alicorn Pinkie,” Surprise interrupted.) and they
talked while they were in development. This all sounded like common knowledge to Pinkimena, but she
couldn’t piece it together and thinking about it made her head hurt.
“Guh. You’ve become such a lightweight ever since that guy wrote the cupcakes fanfic.” Surprise face
hoofed and sighed. “Look, let’s get back on topic here. What would you say if you and Twilight met right
now and had a conversation?”
Pinkimena tried to think, but she wouldn’t even know what to say. Hey Twilight! Its me! Pinkimena the
killer!
“See. You’re going all about it the wrong way.” Surprise waved her hooves as if Pinkimena just
committed murder… oh wait. Surprise then started over for Pinkimena. “First, you gotta use an ice
breaker to… well… break the ice. ‘So Twilight. How’s the weather been in Ponyville?’ Of course don’t
expect a positive response. In fact, don’t be too surprised if she throws a fireball at you first. That is a
normal reaction for girls. Trust me.”
Surprise then pulled out a pair of black shades. “I’m a doctor.”
Pinkimena couldn’t help but think, was this how every pony felt when they talked to her? She couldn’t help but feel lost as Surprise spoke. She could understand what she said, but she didn’t understand what she meant. “But… does she even want to see me?” Pinkimena asked out loud.
“Hmph. Do you want to see them?” Surprise crossed her hooves and lowered her head in disappointment, as if the answer was so obvious.
“I-I-I don’t know.” Pinkimena admitted. She had this attraction here and she didn’t know what caused it. Did she really want to see her old friends? Pinkimena looked to Surprise for an answer. But the white pony just shrugged her shoulders.
“To be honest, I’m kinda surprised myself you came back, and my name’s Surprise!” The white pony waved her hooves in the air. “But I also felt your attraction to Ponyville. It’s not something natural, that’s for sure.” Surprise then looked past Pinkimena, at something far behind her, for when Pinkimena turned around, nothing was there. “Well, I think you need to answer that question, and soon.” Surprise spoke in a different tone, a mix between hyperactive and serious concern.
Pinkimena looked down at the ground and kicked a nearby pebble. Surprise hopped over to Pinkimena and placed a hoof on her shoulder. “I do want to see them.” Pinkimena answered. “But only if they want to see me.” Pinkimena said. “I don’t want to cause them anymore pain. I have already done enough…”
“I disagree. You haven’t even reached your maximum yet. Maybe you’re minimum, but there’s still so much you can do!” Surprise interrupted Pinkimena’s rant. “And you know it.” Surprise smiled, with her eyes wide, in Pinkimena’s face. Pinkimena couldn’t help but feel a little violated. “But I guess that will have to do. Look, I have to go, I can’t have any pony seeing me,” Surprise’s wings reflexively stretched out. “Well, except for you, which I’m sure Celestia is going flip her shit when she finds out what I did. Do you know how hard it is to break the dimension barriers? It is not an easy task. But you were able to do it with such ease, you were clearly more qualified than I…” Surprise began to rant while looking up into the sky. Pinkimena could only remember fragments of what Surprise talked about. All of it was very unclear, like looking through stained glass. Surprise turned back around and simply sighed, recalling one last good time they had together. “Well, I gotta head back. I promise to bring some ponies you know next time. I’m sure you would like to talk to them and catch up. Well seeya Pinkie Pie!”
Surprise, without warning, jetted off into the air and then… poof. She disappeared, as if she teleported somewhere. But nothing warned anyone of her teleportation, she simply poofed into thin air. Pinkimena stared at the empty space Surprise
disappeared into. “AH!” Pinkimena jumped back in shock, seeing Surprise’s head come out of nowhere.
“One more thing Pinkie, what kind of cupcakes do you like?”
“Oh. Umm, any is fine. I only don’t like oatmeal.” Pinkimena answered.
“Ok. Cool. Also, Twilight Sparkle is here!” Surprise pointed behind Pinkimena and stuck her tongue out, then she disappeared one last time. Pinkimena tried jumping after Surprise, but went right through… whatever Surprise jumped into, and into the tomb of Rainbow Dash. Pinkimena could see stars and slowly got up. She rubbed her head in pain, that was going to hurt for a while. And Surprise wasn’t kidding.
“Pinkie?” That adorkable voice. Smart, intelligent, but dumb and ignorant at the same time. Pinkie turned to her left and there was Twilight Sparkle, emerging from the shadows. Twilight Sparkle stopped the sight of Pinkimena. Twilight paused to take a deep breath. She closed her eyes, then reopened them, as if checking that this wasn’t a dream or a figment of her imagination. “Is that really… you?” Twilight asked. Pinkimena was unsure if that was, hope or disbelief that crept into Twilight’s voice.
“My name isn’t Pinkie. It’s Pinkimena.” The pink pony corrected her. She wasn’t exactly thrilled to see Twilight, but she didn’t mean for it to come out so heartless. Twilight flinched, unsure of what to say next. Pinkimena then turned around and looked Rainbow Dash’s tomb.
“How long has it been?” Pinkimena spoke. She knew exactly how long it has been, but she just wanted to talk.
“One year Pinkie. But you already knew that.” Twilight spoke. Pinkimena felt the lavender pony’s glare. A moment of silence passed.
“My name’s not…”
“How could you do it?” Pinkimena and Twilight spoke at once, but Twilight’s voice overcame Pinkimena’s whimper. Pinkimena turned her head and looked at Twilight. Her eyes were tearing up, her legs were wobbling. “How could you kill all those ponies?”
“I… I don’t know…” Pinkimena stuttered back, avoiding eye contact.
“Didn’t you know that every pony cared for you?! They all depended on you! Why Pinkie?”
“Because I enjoyed it!” Pinkimena screamed back. Twilight stopped, shocked by the answer. “I felt in control. I enjoyed the power. But…” Pinkimena took a deep breath, “, don’t think that I don’t regret what I’ve done.” Pinkimena’s eyes glazed at the tomb behind her. “I miss… her,”
“Rainbow Dash?” Twilight clarified.
“No. Bloomberg.” Pinkimena rolled her eyes.
“But Bloomberg is in Appleoosa. Also he’s a guy.” Twilight tried reasoning out. Pinkimena growled in annoyance.
“I was being sarcastic.” Pinkimena spoke.
“Oh.” Was all the book worm said.
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<p>It has been almost a year since Luna is back.<br/>And Celestia doesn't have a clue,<br/>that she is planning a surprise attack.<br/>What daft situations could ensue?</p><p>Cover image credit goes to 'Yamino<br/><a href="http://yamino.deviantart.com/" rel="nofollow">http://yamino.deviantart.com/</a></p>
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Look Before You Sleep Celestia
by A Mere Lurker
Edited by Keyframe & Eights
Luna stood on the balcony of her bedroom in the royal palace. She loved her room. Then again, she would love anything that had walls and something soft to lie down on. The moon wasn’t exactly a comfortable place to get some shuteye, after all.
It was a warm evening in the early summer, and from her balcony she could see that the lights in Celestia’s room next door were still on.
“She’s probably working, still used to handling all the state’s affairs,” Luna thought to herself as she smiled devilishly. “But she won’t be for much longer.”
As she trotted towards the door of her bedroom, she decided that it was time to put her carefully laid plans to action.
She opened the door and turned to her guards.
“Guards?”
“Yes, your highness?” they responded in carefully trained unison.
“It is time. Execute order 41!” Luna said with a diabolical grin.
“Are you sure Miss Luna? I mean…isn’t it too soon?” one of the guards asked, while the other was looking as unsure as the former sounded.
“We have prepared enough, it has to be tonight. Now go and get the others before you take out the guards at her door. Report back to me after you have disposed of them.”
“Yes, Princess,” they replied, again in perfect unison, before hastily departing to alert their accomplices.
Luna stepped back into her room. She could feel her heart beginning to race in nervous excitement.
“Tonight is the night. I have been putting this off for far too long.” she thought, grinning at her reflection in the mirror.
She began to pull several of the drawers out of her vanity, collecting the items from them and putting them on her bed. She procured a small saddlebag from underneath the bed itself and sat it on the edge."
“Yes! This will have her begging for mercy.” she giggled under her breath, as she picked some of the items up off her bed and let them pass through her hooves, before unceremoniously stuffing them into the bag.
A gentle knock on the door broke her from her daydream.
“Good, they wasted no time.” she thought, as she dropped the last of her items in the bag before magically placing it on her back. Her stomach rose to her throat and her breathing intensified. “It is time.”
She opened her door and was greeted by the sight of almost a dozen of her most loyal guards.
“The guards have been disposed of; we are awaiting command, your Highness.”
“Good, good, well done. Let us go then.”
And so, late in the evening, the Princess of the Night and the group of guards surrounding her quietly tiptoed to Celestia’s chambers. It wasn’t even a hundred yards away, but to Luna it seemed like the longest distance she had ever travelled.
Finally, they arrived at the big wooden door of Celestia’s bedroom. The lights inside were still on.
Okay, as soon as we open the door," she whispered to her entourage, "you will jump on her and hold her down before she notices anything is wrong. When you do, I will place this on her horn so she can’t fight back. Once that is in place, you tie her hooves to the bedposts. Then I will go about my business with her. Is everything clear?”
All the guards softly murmured their confirmations and readied themselves to burst into the room as the commander of the assembled force put his shaking hoof on the doorknob. He gulped and turned it as gently as possible so it wouldn’t make any noise. He looked back at his princess, a questioning, almost pleading look. Luna felt her heart beat within her throat. “Here goes nothing.” she thought, and gave a nod.
Celestia was busy reading some official documents when she noticed how late it had become. She was just about to go to bed when a puff of green smoke materialized into a scroll before her.
“A letter from Twilight Sparkle at this hour? This should be interesting.”
She carefully unrolled the scroll and began to read it while trotting to her bed.
Dear Princess Celestia,
Tonight I learned a very important lesson about friendship, and that you should not assume that when
a mare is athletic and not interested in...
-BOOOMM!!!!!
Celestia jumped as the door to her room burst open and almost a dozen guards leaped at her.
“What the hay?!” she exclaimed in a rather unregal fashion as the guards got hold of her legs. Then she saw Luna walking up to her, levitating some sort of thick metal cone towards her face.
“Luna! What do you think you’re doing!!?” Celestia shouted at her younger sister.
“No! What is that?!! GET IT AWAY FROM ME!!” she screamed as she squirmed against the guards’ iron grip.
When Luna finally placed the object on her sister’s horn, she gave a deep sigh of relief.
“There! Now my dear sister, it is time for some quality time. Tie her up gentlecolts!”
Celestia’s eyes widened even further.
“What are you doing?! Let me go!” She tried her magic, but knew it was already too late; nothing happened. It had all just happened so fast.
The guards blocked the doors of the room after having thoroughly tied up the reigning princess to her bed. Celestia stopped trying to free herself from the constraints and stared into her sister’s eyes.
“Aw, you’re not gonna squirm anymore? Putting on a brave face, huh?” Luna was enjoying it now; she had full control.
“You really think this is going to work? That I am not immortal?” Celestia tried to bluff her way out of this.
“I KNOW this is going to work, because I know for a fact that you’re ticklish.”
“What?”
Luna pulled a large red feather out of her bag and tried it on her front hoof. Celestia’s face was awash with confusion as her expectations shattered before her.
“You’re not going to...”
“Underside of the rear hooves was the spot if I remember correctly?” Luna flashed a mischievous smile.
“Ohh Noo! Don’t do it Luna!” Celestia pleaded. The relief had her smiling, but the panic returned; she really was insanely ticklish.
“You can thank Philomena for this contribution.” Luna said as she waved the long feather in Celestia’s nose. “Always up for a laugh, that bird of yours. And this feather is amazing!”
“No come on Luna don’t, not with ponies here!!”
“You ashamed sis? Don’t be, your laughter is adorable. Now gimme that hoof!”
Celestia flashed her best poker-face when Luna gently stroked her left rear hoof with the soft tip of the feather. But Luna knew it was only a matter of time.
The guards however were still nervous; not knowing how princess Celestia would take this forceful invasion of her privacy. They did not see how her face got redder by the second. But Luna did, and she knew what would come next. She intensified her tickling; it had the desired effect.
Celestia pinched her eyes close, trying desperately to control herself. Her face contorted and then, she burst out in boisterous laughter. A collective sigh of relief from the guards wasn’t heard, for it was drowned out by the incredible sound Celestia brought forth.
“Wow that was tense. But I think we’re okay now.” one of the guards said to another.
“Yeah I think so too. Her laugh is really contagious isn’t it?” the other guard smiled.
Celestia meanwhile guffawed and gurgled in glee. Her stricken leg juddering against the constraints. Its sound was like a warm breeze blowing through the palace, and it could probably be heard by most of its inhabitants. It worked its magic on everypony in earshot, and soon a small crowd had formed outside, excited to learn who could produce this amazing sound. Nopony had heard Celestia laugh, REALLY laugh, for more than a thousand years. All she had let out during that period were polite little chuckles at appropriate times.
But now, she was utilizing the entire audible spectrum of sounds and noises, from guttural guffaws to high pitched squeaks.
Luna now directed the feather to wherever she pleased, relying only on her childhood memories, and the reaction of her sister to find the best spots. And she too could not hold back her own chuckles and giggles. The guards were in various states of hilarity; some merely shaking quietly, others rolling on the floor in hilarity.
“Please…Luna…enough…that's…enough!” Celestia finally managed to utter in between hiccups.
Luna gradually stopped the torture, but it took a little longer for all the laughter to die out.
“I am so gonna make you do that more often, so prepare thyself.” Luna said with tears in her eyes.
“My body is not ready.” Celestia replied, still out of breath from the torment of her sister.
“So…this was a hoot. Could you untie me now?” Celestia said after a moment of content silence.
“Oh no, I’m not done here. There’s still some stuff I want to go over.” Luna responded.
“Huh, like what?”
“Well, liiiiiiiiiiike THIS!” Luna exclaimed as she pulled something soft and purple out of her bag and held it in front of her in a dramatic gesture.
“How did you...Where did you find that?” Celestia sputtered while nervously eyeing her old Luna plushie. “Have you been snooping in my room?!”
“What is this madness?” Luna opted to attack. “Is this supposed to be me??”
“Aw come on!! I was young, i-it was a gift.”
“No it’s not, it’s worn and smells of your perfume!”
“I just missed you! Do you have to be so mean about it?!?”
“It has drool-stains Celly!! What the hay!?!?”
“Ahh this is soo embarrassing!!!”
Luna smiled, even though the purple thing was a preposterous parody of herself, she loved her sister for having loved it so…evidently.
“Are we done now?” Celestia pleaded.
“Yeah pretty much.” Luna said as she tossed the plushie in the corner of the room.
“Oh good” Celestia sighed in relief. “Could you untie me then? I’m getting a cramp.”
“Sure thing.” Luna replied as she magically untied her elder sister.
“Oh! Guys, I think we’re done here. You can release the others.” Luna addressed the guards. “And could you assure the remainder of the crowd outside that nothing interesting is going on?”
They nodded in agreement and exited the room one by one.
“Hey sis, I packed a few other things as well, ‘cause I was thinking we could have a sleepover.”
“A sleepover?” Celestia asked while she got on her hooves.
“Yeah, I thought it would be fun, you know.” Luna replied.
Celestia looked quizzically at her sister.
“You do know fun, don’t you?” Luna asked mockingly.
“Hey! I can have fun!”
“Good! Then it is decided” Luna said content. “I hereby decree this sleepover officially initiated.”
Celestia sighed. “Any chance I can talk you out of this?”
“Nope. I already decreed it. And you know what that means.” Luna said as she magicked all of her stuff next to Celestia’s bed.
“No, what does it mean? “ Celestia asked flatly.
“Make-over!!” Luna cheered.
And so the Royal sisters sat on big embroidered cushions, both their faces covered in green gunk. Luna was just putting Celestia’s mane in curlers, while Celestia was sitting contently on her cushion, slices of cucumber plastered on her eyes.
“Hey sis?” Luna asked.
“Hmm?” Celestia responded lazily.
“I’ve been meaning to ask you something ever since I got back.”
“What is it Luna?” Celestia replied, now showing Luna her full attention. At least, the fullest amount one can give with cucumber slices plastered on one’s eyes.
“When did you make your mane all multicolored and flowy? Didn’t pink do it for you anymore?”
“Ehehe…well, it was a crazy idea I had, some 200 years after you were eh…gone.” Celestia answered awkwardly. “But I really got attached to it. It’s pretty don’t you think?”
“Very, I was actually thinking of doing it myself.” Luna responded.
“Really? Well I have perfected both spells, which was harder than you may think.” Celestia responded while turning back into her lazy position.
“At first I didn’t know how to keep the colors consistent, and my mane continued to wriggle when I went to bed. That was annoying to say the least.” Celestia chuckled softly while reminiscing about the early days of her hairstyle experiment.
“But have you already decided which colors you want?” She asked after her thoughts came back from memory lane.
“Not entirely.” Luna responded. “Well, blue of course, maybe 2 or 3 different shades of it. Maybe black, but that would make me a little dark. Maybe white, but only a highlight. And I was thinking peach.” she concluded.
“Peach?” Celestia asked in disbelief.
Luna nodded. “Yeah, peach. You know, because there are those rare nights when my mane turns peach, and I go around spreading love and giving ponies sweet dreams?”
“Oh yes, of course. The night of “sweet” dreams. How could I forget?” Celestia answered cynically.
“What is it sis? You used to love those nights. Everypony did. As a matter of fact, I can’t wait for the next one.” Luna said while staring into infinity.
“But unfortunately they cannot be forced.” she sighed.
“What were the requirements for such a night again?” Celestia asked.
“Well I haven’t fully rationalized it, but it has to be hot, and the jasmines should be in full bloom.” Luna said with a dreamy stare.
“Ah yes, Jasmine messes with your mind doesn't it?” Celestia replied sarcastically.
“Now what is it with you?” Luna asked annoyed.
“I just find those nights…inappropriate. Don’t you get embarrassed over anything?”
“Well look here who turned into a prude during my absence.”
Celestia answered with a discrete silence.
“That reminds me of my next…thing. I thought it was inappropriate to talk about it with the guys in the room. But now we can discuss it.” Luna chirped.
“Oh? What is it?” Celestia inquired. Her attention drawn by both Luna’s little vocabulary malfunction, as well as her new habit in calling her guards ‘the guys’.
Luna leaned forward so her muzzle was just behind Celestia’s left ear, and softly spoke:
“I found your little collection.”
Celestia tensed up at the remark. The cucumber slices dropping from her eyes and on her chambers’ floor with an audible splat. “Could she mean…”
She looked back at her sister, and her stare was met with Luna bouncing her eyebrows up and down.
“Oh boy” she thought.
“I have to say I’m really disappointed in you big sister.” Luna’s expression was stern now.
“I-I…it’s not mine, I’m just…”
“I was expecting you to have collected at least a small library full of racy stuff in those thousand years.” Luna interjected with a dramatized pout.
“What? Oh of course.” Celestia thought. It had taken Luna less than a year to collect an entire shelf, which she kept in full view on the shelf of honour in her chambers’ bookcase. She was the last pony in the palace that would be shocked by Celestia’s “measly” collection, except maybe by its…measlyness.
“I eh…”
“And I’m also surprised that you swing both ways, is that new, or have you been hiding that from me?” Luna interjected.
“Luna, I…”
“Hey, I don’t judge, join the herd.”
“Well that’s n…”
“And why were there some of Twilight Sparkle’s letters in there as well?”
“Theboxsaysmiscellaneous!!” Celestia blurted out a little too fast, as she could see Luna’s eyebrow creeping upwards.
Luna got up from her cushion and cleared her throat.
“Twilight Sparkle, my faithful, sexy student.” Luna said in an extra sultry imitation of her sister.
“I don’t talk like that.” Celestia snapped.
Luna merely smiled and continued her display.
“Oh Princess Celestia! Teach me with your horn!” Luna moaned loudly.
BOINK!
On the other side of the door, two sets of wings popped up.
“D’you hear that?”
“Yup”
“Did she just say what I think she said?”
“I think so.”
“Man, crazy night is this.”
“Luna please! Keep it down will you!” Celestia hissed through her sister’s giggles. “The guards might hear you.”
“So? It’s not like they haven’t heard such a thing before- oh wait…these aren’t my guards. Never mind what I just said.” Luna said with a guilty smile.
“Now you’re just messing with me aren't you?” Celestia asked with a glimmer of desperation in her voice.
“Pretty much. You’re just so sensitive to it.” Luna answered while slumping back on her cushion behind Celestia, and continuing the arduous task of putting Celestia’s mane in curlers.
“I guess so. But it’s just that…well; this palace has been a home to stuck-up royalty for a thousand years. It missed you. I missed you.” Celestia said glumly.
“I know sis, these ponies are boring and mean. It took me months to get my own guards to loosen up. And I fear that these “royal” ponies will never let their mane down. All done!”
“Huh, what?” Celestia replied, thrown off from Luna’s sudden exclamation.
“Your mane Celly, it’s all in curlers. Which took way longer than mine, don’t you ever cut your mane?”
“Nope, never. A long mane makes Celestia the prettiest pony in Equestria.” Celestia chimed while lovingly petting her curled up mane.
“Owwkay, what should we do next?” Luna asked.
“Wait just a minute. It looks like somepony forgot to put curlers in my taihail.” Celestia said in a sing-song voice while seemingly waving her tail through the entire room.
Luna groaned. “Seriously Tia, your tail is ridiculously long.”
“Well that’s not fair; I did your mane and tail.” Celestia pouted.
“Ugh, fine.” Luna replied defeated. Her horn began to glow, and with a pop and a flash, Celestia’s mane was all done up in curlers. It fell to the ground bearing all the extra weight.
“Satisfied?” Luna asked with a smirk.
“Very.” Celestia nodded in response
“Okay, now that we finished the make-overs,” Luna emphasized the word ‘finished’. “What should we do next?”.
“I know. How about we tell each other stories?” Celestia proposed.
“Ooh I have a good one” Luna said excitedly. “It’s called: ‘The Quest for the moonstones’.”
“…and when we peeked over the edge of the crater, there they were, right in the centre. The End” Luna finished.
“Wow that was a great story.” Celestia exclaimed and clopped her forehooves together. “I’ve never known there were living creatures on the moon, let alone intelligent talking creatures.”
“There aren’t.” Luna said flatly.
“What? But what about Alice, and Pierre, and Svyatoslav? And that team of evil sisters?”
“All products of my imagination. I just levitated moon rocks around me and did some voice acting.”
“But what about the moonstones!” Celestia asked desperately as she was beginning to feel overwhelmed by the sadness that this added knowledge gave to the story.
“More rocks.” Luna said flatly.
“That’s a horrible story Luna!” Celestia shouted with tears in her eyes.
“Aw don’t cry sis” Luna comforted her sister. “It was just the only story I had that you didn’t know yet.”
“Okay” Celestia muttered weakly as she dried her tears and took a couple of deep breaths.
Luna flashed a wicked smile. “Besides, I thought the goal was to make each other cry or scream?”
Celestia’s eyes suddenly gleamed, and with a wicked grin she said: “Then I believe it’s my turn.”
“…The last thing Rainbow Dash felt was her skin being cut away from her skull, and the metal of the blade scraping her teeth.
Then she was gone.”
Luna was sobbing and dry heaving. “W-Why would you tell this?! This is horrible!”
“Well it IS a horror story” Celestia replied with a content smile. “Besides you started it.” she added childishly.
“This is worse than 2 mares 1 stirrup!”
“What’s that? Another horror story?”
“No it’s something else. Remind me to show it to you some time.” Luna said as she got up, rubbed the tears out of her eyes and took a few deep breaths.
“Phew I’m exhausted.” Celestia said, changing the subject. “I think it is time to hit the hay.”
Luna looked at the clock. “Oh yeah, I guess its way past your bedtime isn’t it.” She said while trotting to her makeshift bed.
“As a matter of fact it is. I’m afraid it is going to be a short nap for me.” Celestia said while stepping into her bed. It was huge compared to Luna’s little sleeping bag.
“I’m sorry I kept you up for so long.” Luna said.
“That’s okay. I had fun, in a way I haven’t had for a long time.” Celestia replied as she turned off the lights. “Now are you’re sure my story won’t give you nightmares?” she asked mockingly.
“You sure you don’t want me in bed with you? Or are you fine with your Luna plushie?” Luna retorted.
“...... No.” Celestia replied after a long silence.
“No? No what?” Luna asked.
“No I’m not fine with my Luna plushie, so get in here.” Celestia digressed.
“Woah, are you serious?” Luna asked while lifting her head from her cushion.
“Yes I am; you look pitiful in that tiny sleeping bag, so jump in. There’s more than enough room for two in here.”
“Ha-ha, are you talking from experience?” Luna mocked, but she got up anyway. “Okay, I accept your invitation. Now scoot over will you?” she said while climbing in the bed, facing away from Celestia. Almost immediately she was grabbed and pulled into a loving embrace. She liked it, but after a couple of seconds, it got a bit constricting.
“Hey, Celly I love you too, and I’m all for spooning, but you do want to sleep, right?” Luna awkwardly inquired.
“Well I’ll be darned.” Celestia whispered in Luna’s ear. “Look here who turned into a prude during her exile.”
She let go of Luna and created a bit of space between them.
“Thanks.” Luna said with a smile. “Good night big sister.”
“Good night little sister. I love you.”
“I love you too.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Luna was trotting back towards her chambers. Despite Celestia’s horror story, she had slept quite well. Celestia had to get up early, of course, to raise the sun, and after a pleasant breakfast it was time to go their separate ways. But it had been a wonderful night, one worth repeating for sure.
There was just one thing slightly bothering her; it seemed all the guards she encountered this morning were having a laugh. It was probably because of yesterday’s events, and Luna was a reminder of it, but still….
As she approached her chambers she could see her guards already holding back their laughter.
“Good morning Princess Luna!” they happily chimed in unison.
“Morning guys.” Luna responded. “Still in stitches over last night?”
“Eheuh, yeah that’s it.” one of the guards answered, uttering a highly stifled snicker.
Luna frowned in suspicion.
“I should check myself in the mirror, shouldn’t I?” she asked slowly.
“That would be wise.” the guard replied.
Luna stomped into her chambers and raced to her mirror. A look of shock appeared on her face when she saw her reflection, but it soon replaced with a smile.
“Touché sister. Touché.” she mumbled as she stroked her multicolored flowing beard with her hoof.
“This castle just got a lot more fun.”
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Browniewaffels
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1318
| 1 |
Alternate Universe,Dark,Random
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Bey'orn
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The recovered works from the War Poet, Tanelorne
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incomplete
| 2 | 0 |
<p>The recovered works from the War Poet, Tanelorne. Deep within the acropolis catacombs, a young colt discovers something he did not expect. In the musty coffin of an elder-pony from a time before Equestria, he recovers a Tome of laments from the wars long past, and a "Dire" warning of the consequences.<br /><br />Book II Prologue - The Hyperion Saga<br /><br />I will not take any suggestions of any kind, for none are needed…</p>
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teen
| null |
2011-10-09T15:27:43+00:00
| 383 |
The beast now settles
all through his fire
a new land of being
content all the while
he draws the land
with a long claw drawn
piercing the moon
with tears from the sun
two creatures were made
just as before
three pillars of heart-string
sweet songs now bey'orn
twist thought into purpose
supple treats bear nought
their purpose unclear
search through the first plane
reflections pursue them
hound them till this day
pump from their questions
did three different planes
three layers of creation
hound them till this day
two serve only each
the pair high above
one stood firm in its place
cradle for their form
ebb into light
brilliance unsung bey'orn
flow from the push
soft dappled unto glow
a place to reflect
lay perfectly still
surrounded by orbs
forever lay still
fight for one poise
undying lay still
ever watching them battle
sunken until still
From the first came most terrible
Rage in its own form
strained and unbonded
untold misery she did sow
Seeds of cool perfection
unchanging to despise
quencher of deep anger
released from bleach ties
He looked down at her gifts
unmoved, ever watching
Blue steel calm embrace
glow soft in the stream
from anger and peace
life first did gleam
from will and creation
her thoughts broke the fall
war of two brothers
kneel now to their fall
great sorrow filled his maw
and wept onto the plane
sick tears of fearful mourning
grotesque and distorting
emotion and feeling
sensation and bleeding
pain and healing
covers and revealing
retribution and forgiveness
greed and generosity
mirth and despair
Freedom and Loyalty
Uncertainty and doubt
Hope and Truth
violence and conscription
intolerance and divinity
Parables of the definitive
the elements of clock
never ending like the center
vigilant and strong
one pushed at another
and strain would give way
selfless in occupation
moved only one way
hound the three till this day
One score and a pair
Magics and Unfaith
essence of this new world
hound them till this day
Great shelters grew before them
a place to exist
from nought but themselves
had they created this bliss
unending in the places
the others looked with greed
unable to reach them
smeared death with cold fear
perfect harmony
none dared interfere
place of great power
grinding on points tear
from anger and sadness
this place had been laid
dominion of purpose
hound them till this day
three beings of great purpose
lay perfectly still
Great shelters around them
wait aeons... until...
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Browniewaffels
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1318
| 2 |
Alternate Universe,Dark,Random
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Bey'orn
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The recovered works from the War Poet, Tanelorne
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incomplete
| 2 | 0 |
<p>The recovered works from the War Poet, Tanelorne. Deep within the acropolis catacombs, a young colt discovers something he did not expect. In the musty coffin of an elder-pony from a time before Equestria, he recovers a Tome of laments from the wars long past, and a "Dire" warning of the consequences.<br /><br />Book II Prologue - The Hyperion Saga<br /><br />I will not take any suggestions of any kind, for none are needed…</p>
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teen
| null |
2011-10-19T15:20:48+00:00
| 524 |
hash call from out bey'orn the fells
silence now shattered; it did dispel
three did they crawl from their place
and gaze upon their sweet embrace
beings so small, like them in shape
frail minds, caught in the wake
of ancient beings, cruel and wise
gave them direction, towards demise
he did not care, none could know why
his mind was set on air earth and sky
simple minds, useless to him
could not share the works within
graced by their existence
saw her time
rise from the edge
light did she bring
gaped at her swiftness
brought balance to day
pushed for some time
across the plane
he sought the answers
with them he could bring
infinite knowledge
new eras ushered in
from fires glow
anger brought food
small changes in patterns
the balance ensued
cool tears of peace
bring in the night
raise the waters
cause sleep and fright
unchanged differences
gambits and logic
games of great laughter
to pass the time
his gifts were but nought
ravished by sun
burnt all it could see
dust into dust
he screamed at his captor
why could this have happened
six flashed of light
and he stood no more
imprisoned in stone
deep in the first plane
she cried for him each night
she laughed every day
cruel tricks played on his mind
no one for company
except his own mind
unable to release
imprisoned by his mind
relished the moment
she did not mind
question her decision
foul sickness in her mind
lost for eternity
lost from both mind's
Intense was his rage,
damned for all time
forgot his own name
lost, to him blind
unable to move
sickness in breath
one purpose for him
to avenge his own death
when the time came
deep his chest heaved,
unable to move
terror and grief
consumed his mind
eternity did call
from the dark place
unable to fall
destroyed in his haste
sick feelings of rage
he now could feel fire
the enemies lies
burned him like a pyre
forgotten as quick
sorrow filled him
fire searing the cool
his memories dim
red eyes faded
judgment of blue
fathom of all
sensations now cool
poison beyond bondage
shackles of sick ice
cold crystals of fire
but at what price
not magic...
the purpose for life
the reason for heat
the reason for fire
the reason for light
the reason for dark
the reason for balance
diluted in time...
the reason for time
time his only friend
his only aid
he would be free
soon in his mind
aeons from memory
lost even from time
one day he would return
icy braces of death
clamped to his body
leaked fumes of pure death
if she had only listened
seen through her vile thoughts
he would be unbounded
free to roam!
but that was now useless
whats done has been done
time his companion
waiting for the sun...
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Theevina
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1320
| 1 |
Cutie Mark Crusaders,Princess Celestia,Rainbow Dash,Dark,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Gore
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Her Last Crusade
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All hail the Scootalord!
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complete
| 8 | 3 |
<p>A short story (and dark).</p><p>The Cutie Mark Crusaders consider expanding their group. But the consequences are much worse than they could have imagined.</p>
|
teen
|
2011-10-10T20:23:03+00:00
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2011-10-10T20:23:03+00:00
| 1,482 |
The Cutie Mark Crusaders met at their usual place, their renovated treehouse in Sweet Apple Acres.
“Alright,” Scootaloo began. “Welcome to another meeting of the C.M.C.! Today we have some announcements, am I correct?”
Sweetie Belle enthusiastically raised her hoof.
“Yes, you may speak.” Scootaloo said.
“Well, Twilight gave me this book so I could learn some more information on the Night of Fear. Every twelve years there is a meteor that flies by our world and emits some form of radiation that gives ponies bad dreams. And...”
“Stop right there!” Apple Bloom interrupted, “What are you? A dictionary?”
“No!” she protested. “I’m really more of an encyclopedia, but thanks for asking!”
“I agree...” Scootaloo added, “this stuff really isn’t important right now. But do you have anything to say Apple Bloom?”
“Oh yes, I think you’ll find this very interesting.” She pulled out a large scroll from nowhere, unrolled it, and taped it to the wall. It was a complex presentation. “As you can see,” she began, pointing to the different diagrams with a long stick, “the number of ‘blank flanks’ has risen significantly in urban areas suck as Manehattan and Fillydelphia. It led me to believe that they could do with some more friends, such as us, to find out what they’re good at.”
Scootaloo sighed. “That would be nice, but how would we be able to meet with them? Do you think we’re supposed to take a trip all around Equestria?”
“Nope!” Apple Bloom beamed. “Because I already invited them here!”
Seconds later the treehouse began filling up with dozens of fillies and colts. No matter how hard Scootaloo tried, she couldn’t stop them from chatting, giggling or asking questions. Eventually she screamed.
“QUIET!”
Everypony suddenly became quiet and sat down to listen.
“Okay... thank you Apple Bloom. I now see that we have quite a few of you visiting today.”
“Visiting?” a small pegasus colt piped up, “We’re here to stay! Go Cutie Mark Crusaders!”
Scootaloo groaned. “Well I guess it can’t be that bad to have them around for just for a little while. Let me show you all around town.”
The ponies left the treehouse and marched into the center of Ponyville with Scootaloo in the lead. “As you can see, there are plenty of places right here in Ponyville to provide ponies the opportunities to find out who they really are.” Many of the new foals began to ooh and ah at each of the different shops in town, wondering which of them may be the key to earning their cutie mark. A strange feeling of satisfaction crept into Scootaloo’s mind.
“Whoa! Where did all these come from?” a familiar voice asked from above. It was Rainbow Dash, looking puzzled as to why so many young ponies were crowding the streets of Ponyville.
“Oh, they’re our new recruits.” Scootaloo smiled.
“But how did you find so many without cutie marks?”
“Oh, it wasn’t easy.”
Apple Bloom frowned. “Hey, I did most of the work! It took me forever to...”
Scootaloo shushed her. “Can’t you just at least let me have this for today? They’re loving me!”
Apple Bloom rolled her eyes and walked back to Sweetie Belle. Rainbow Dash flew away excitedly although nopony knew where she was going in such a hurry. It only took a few minutes, however, before she returned with a camera crew.
Scootaloo was live on camera before she could comprehend what was going on. Rainbow dash slid into view with a smug grin. “Hi! My friend Scootaloo here has achieved an amazing feat. She has gathered over one hundred blank flanks together here in Ponyville to join her Cutie Mark Crusaders.”
Scootaloo couldn’t do anything but smile wearily. On the other hand, the looks on Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom’s faces were ones of shock.
“Also,” Rainbow Dash continued, “I would like to challenge any other ponies who need their cutie marks to come and join them!”
“Indeed.” A news reporter mare responded. “We will continue to follow the story of the Cutie Mark Crusaders, which looks like it may, in time, become the largest organization of young ponies in the history of Equestria.”
As the cameras flashed in Scootaloo’s eyes, the strange feeling of satisfaction grew stronger. She wasn’t sure if it was a feeling that she liked. Because it felt wrong. It made her want this more and more and she didn’t even feel guilty for not mentioning the help of her friends. But she continued to let it fill her up. There was much more work to be done if they were to become the largest group of young ponies in history.
Several days has passed since the meeting in the treehouse. Hundreds of ponies had joined the crusaders. Scootaloo sat on her throne in a large abandoned warehouse that they had made their new headquarters. The strange feeling she had felt that first day continued to bother her, and it was only growing stronger. Ponies stood in groups around the large room decorating the ugly place and talking and singing their theme song. So far everypony was happy, everyone, that was, except Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle. They approached Scootaloo with looks of disgust.
“We need to talk.” the young unicorn demanded.
“Later...” Scootaloo replied drearily from behind a book. She was looking oddly sick today.
“No... NOW!” Apple Bloom shouted. “Whatever happened to our friendship? Why have you abandoned us for these random ponies? And why do they worship you like a god?”
Scootaloo snorted and turned a page.
“We did everything for you! We gathered this group, we found this building, we decorated it, and we even built that throne that you’re sitting on! But now we’re going to quit. Friendship is worth fighting for, but not this long! We’re sick of you! What have you been doing for us this time?”
Scootaloo sighed and set her book down. “Actually, if you must know, I’ve been doing some excellent reading. Do you recognize it?”
Neither of the other two responded.
“This is that book Sweetie Belle was reading at our last meeting. It’s full of the most scientific yet strange things of our world. I never thought there was anything useful in it, but now I think I have our solution.”
“What? The solution to our friendship?” Sweetie Belle inquired.
“You’ll see.” Scootaloo grinned. Her mane was becoming a darker color and she was feeling more and more sick all of the time. But the strange feeling inside her kept telling her to keep going. “Follow me.”
The two others reluctantly followed her out of the building and into an old run-down shed. A wave of nausea came to Scootaloo, but the madness urged her forward to go inside. The interior was dark and ominous. The only light came from small cracks in the walls.
“Stand over there.” Scootaloo commanded.
“Why?”
“Just do it.”
The two of them did as they were told but they were terribly frightened. When they stood near the wall that Scootaloo told them to stand by, she pulled a rope and there was a loud clinking of metal. Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom’s legs were trapped in cuffs and they were hoisted by their front legs into the air.
“Maybe I just wasn’t good enough for you.” Scootaloo said calmly as she reached a hoof into a drawer. “Maybe we were never actually real friends. But whatever it was, it is now about to stop.” She pulled a large knife from the drawer.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” Apple Bloom gasped.
Scootaloo chuckled. “It’s amazing what you can find in books...”
After a couple seconds, Sweetie Belle understood what she meant. “OH NO! YOU CAN’T MEAN THAT! AND IT’S ONLY THEORETICAL!”
“Oh, it will work!” Scootaloo spat, taking a step closer to the terrified unicorn. “It will work for me because I have an army of stupid unicorns to finish up my work.
“Sweetie, what is it?” Apple Bloom cried. “What is she doing?”
Scootaloo was standing right next to Sweetie Belle now wearing an evil grin. She held the knife at the unicorn’s face. “Oh, Apple Bloom, you’ll find out soon enough.”
There was a short terrible shriek from the unicorn and a flash of crimson. Then only seconds later there was even a more terrible scream. Apple Bloom cried in terror, looking at the unconscious Sweetie Belle, her coat was no longer pure white. It was an awful sound that Scootaloo had never heard before. The horrendous scream of fear burned in her chest, but she ignored it. The feeling of madness was appeased, for now.
“But she’ll die! No unicorn can live without her horn!”
Scootaloo looked up at the sobbing Apple Bloom. She felt no more guilt. “We’ll that’s really... sad. Now I’ll just have one fewer slave.”
“SLAVE?”
Scootaloo wrapped the bloody horn in a cloth and put it in a pocket of her robe. Then she left, slamming the shed door shut and locking it.
The other ponies greeted Scootaloo as she returned to the warehouse. No one seemed to notice that the other two were missing.
“We finished those decorations you wanted, Scootaloo.” some filly announced.
“Oh, that’s... nice. But I actually have something more important I want to tell you all.”
Everypony became silent and turned their attention to their leader.
“I will need to speak privately to all of the unicorns. The rest of you will take a break.”
All the earth ponies and pegasi exited the warehouse while Scootaloo walked into the middle of the room. She noticed that she still had a bit of blood on her hooves. Panicking, she wiped it away before anypony would notice it.
“What do you want to talk to us about?” one of the unicorns asked.
“Get in a circle around me.”
The ponies obeyed.
“Now close your eyes.”
The young unicorns closed their eyes. Scootaloo removed the horn from her pocket and held it above her head.
“Now I’ll need you to repeat after me exactly.” Scootaloo said as patiently as she could. Then she spoke an ancient incantation.
There was an awkward silence for a moment. Then a unicorn finally spoke up. “Do we really need to say it?”
“Yes!”
“Because that doesn’t sound like a good word.”
“Just say it!” Scootaloo growled, trying to control her temper.
The unicorns obeyed and all spoke the incantation at once. Sparks flew from each of their horns and flew in circles around Sweetie’s Belle’s horn. It glowed for a moment and then dropped out of Scootaloo’s hoof, fusing to her forehead.
“Ta-da!”
The unicorns opened their eyes and gasped.
“Wow,” one of them said. “That’s... interesting. You sort of look likeone of the princesses.”
“Thanks.” Scootaloo smiled weakly. “I want to see how it looks. Someone bring me a mirror.” A unicorn ran away, and in less than a minute, she came back, rolling an old mirror into the room.
Scootaloo almost didn’t recognize herself at first. She looked more sick than ever before and her coat and mane were even darker than this morning. The bright white horn stood in high contrast against her body.
“Go get the others so they can see.” she ordered.
All of the other unicorns left except for one who stayed behind.
“What do you want?”
“Oh, I just wanted to say... it looks nice.” the small pink filly said softly.
“Hmm, I actually thought it would be a bit longer.” Scootaloo said sadly.
“No,” the filly protested, “not the horn. I was talking about your cutie mark, Scootaloo. I wanted to congratulate you.”
Scootaloo’s eyes instantly darted down to her flank. Indeed there was now a cutie mark there, but it wasn’t cute at all. It was a skull with a silver knife through the top. The mad feeling in her body was happy. Her mouth opened, but at first no words came out. “There’s one more thing...” she finally said. “Don’t call me Scootaloo. I would like you to call me the Scootalord.”
It was late at night and the warehouse was full of young ponies. The Scootalord was sitting on her throne again, looking out upon her slaves. When she stood up, she shot a bright burst of light through her horn that silenced the ponies and turned their attention to her.
“Now I know many of you may have some questions. Why does she have a horn? Why does she have a cutie mark? Why has she kept us here this late? Why does she want us to call her the Scootalord? Well, before I answer those questions, I have one of my own. What does the face of evil look like?”
She looked out upon the foals, just daring one of them to answer her rhetorical question. But nobody spoke so she continued.
“It is this face.” she concluded, pointing to a large picture of Princess Celestia pinned to the wall behind her.
“I see in that face a tyrant. I see the wickedest equine that has ever stood on this world. Now tell me, do we like tyrants ruling Equestria?”
“No...” a few ponies in the crowd murmured.
“I can’t hear you? Did you say you want a tyrant to oppress us?”
“No!” they said a little stronger.
“The song says we are ‘on a quest to find out who we are.’ But I can already tell you who we are! We’re warriors!”
“Yeah!” the crowd cheered.
“We will show them who we are!”
“YEAH!”
“We will show the world what we blank flanks can do!”
“YEAH!!”
“For tonight is Celestia’s final night. Our crusade begins now. And she is going down!”
“YEAH!!!”
“This is the final crusade FOR EQUESTRIA!”
“YEAHHHHHHH!!!”
Using the Scootalord’s instructions, the foals, filled with anger for no particular reason, quickly began building their weapons. Outside, however, a spy had finished recording everything he needed to hear. He snuck away into the night with the stars sparkling the impending doom to Equestria.
It struck midnight on the large clock in Canterlot Castle. Many prominent ponies had silently and solemnly gathered around the royal dining table. The Princesses Celestia and Luna were the last to arrive. They quietly took their places at each end of the table.
Celestia’s voice broke the silence. “You all must surely know why I have called you here tonight. The filly named Scootaloo has used dark magic to control over one thousand of Equestria’s foals to follow her. At the moment, we can’t be sure what has caused this, but I personally believe she is under the influence of some evil curse. There has already been one death, the young unicorn named Sweetie Belle. The only reason that we haven’t done anything about it was because of our fear of hurting them. But tonight, we have received even worse news. A spy has collected information that leads us to believe that they will attack Canterlot tonight. Now I know that you are friends, parents and teachers, but you need to understand. With their current numbers, they have the potential to destroy much of the city and possibly others. They cannot be underestimated. They will have to be stopped somehow.
“Luna has reminded me that the Elements of Harmony are useless against ponies of their age. They refuse to work because they consider the foals to be unconditionally innocent. So I am left with only one alternative.
“I have a spell that I can use to stop them, but I am afraid. I am so very afraid. Because... I can’t promise that nopony will be hurt... or killed.” She hesitated for a moment. “It is either that or we will have to endure whatever destruction they may cause. It is now time to vote on what we should do. All in favor...”
Nopony moved for a minute, but then all at once, they each raised a hoof.
The Scootalord stood at the front of her army. They were just outside the city. The mad feeling inside her was very excited. She raised her nose to the cool evening wind and sniffed the air. Then she growled menacingly. “Do you know what that scent is? That is the smell of our enemy. And the monster knows that we’re here.”
The army growled in reply, under the strange effect that the Scootalord had on them. They were carrying their custom-made weapons on their backs and wearing black paint on their bodies. But the Scootalord was the darkest one of all, and she wasn’t wearing even a single drop of paint. She was filled with a fury that had never touched her mind before. The mad voice in her head was screaming with delight. “Celestia will fall... AND I WILL RISE!”
She turned to her army and they nodded to her that they were ready. With a deep breath she screamed and charged towards the city. A thousand others charged with her. They made the ground shake and the city of Canterlot awaited its doom.
Using her new dark magic, the Scootalord made the large metal gate explode into tiny pieces. She made the glass windows break and the fountain spill over.
The citizens of Canterlot screamed and fled as the crusaders fired hundreds of flaming arrows into the city. Large holes were torn through the walls of buildings as their catapults hurled large rocks through the air.
It wasn’t long before the Scootalord had found her prey. She and Celestia looked each other in the eyes. The feeling in Scootalord’s body exploded with evil joy. “You will die!” she screamed, charging at the princess with all her might.
“I don’t think so.”
There was a tremendous blast of light throughout the city and the Scootalord was blasted off her feet. She landed on something sharp. A spire on one of the buildings had stabbed her. She suddenly felt a warm and sticky feeling all over her body and she knew what that meant.
The mad little feeling was all gone. The anger was gone. There was no more curse. She was confused for a moment. Then she saw the destruction of the city beneath her, and she saw the buildings collapsing, and heard the people shouting. Then her eyes opened wide with horror. She remembered how she had killed Sweetie Belle and was now wearing her horn. And now over a thousand foals who had followed her to battle lay unconscious on the ground.
“WHAT HAVE I DONE?” she cried. She had no idea how she did this and she wished with all of her strength that it could be undone. She didn’t understand how she could have betrayed her friends and turned these innocent young ponies into ferocious warriors. Her life was slowly fading away and there was nothing that she could do to stop it.
Princess Celestia soared over to the roof and hovered over her.
“It’s over Scootalord.” the Princess said.
Scootaloo gasped and agonizingly tried to lift a hoof for help. Then she was gone.
It was warm and cozy and silent. Scootaloo opened her eyes. She appeared to be in her own bedroom back in Ponyville. Her coat was the same normal color as it was before. She had no horn and, fortunately, no cutie mark. Was it possible that all of it has just been a bad dream when it felt so real?
Her mother entered the room. “Are you alright? I hope you didn’t have any bad dreams.”
Scootaloo couldn’t speak at first.
“I’m sorry, but it happens to a lot of ponies on the Night of Fear. Are you alright?”
“Yeah, I’m fine mom. It was just a bad dream like you said.”
“Are you sure you don’t want to tell me about it before you go to to school? Maybe that will make you feel better.”
“I don’t really want to talk about it.” Scootaloo insisted. “It’s not that important.”
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Professor Donger
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Princess Celestia,Princess Luna,Twilight Sparkle,Comedy,Random,Romance,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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Love and Pranks
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Luna and Twilight spend time together at the Grand Galloping Gala
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<p> (older story not up to par to current writing style) <br/>this is not my normal thing for writing. I don't write Shipping its not who I am, I was just in a group who had a contest. I didn't choose the topic and I rushed to write the fic because I wanted to see what I could write when I just write and not stop. If you want to see a thought out Fan Fic that I've read Go read the Story of Stardust. It takes me a week to plan and write a chapter and then it takes a couple of days to edit. This story was Written on a whim and nothing more. <br/>Twilight is determined to spend time with Princess Celestia at the Grand Galloping Gala but when Celestia has to go do some royal business, Twilight has to spend time with another Princess. takes place during the events of Episode 26.<br/>(this story has not and will not be edited)</p>
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everyone
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2011-10-09T17:07:42+00:00
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2011-10-09T17:07:42+00:00
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(comment and please don't talk about the grammar or punctuation)
Twilight Sparkle and her Friends had arrived in Canterlot and made their way up to the Grand Galloping Gala. Celestia and Luna stood in the clouds watching the events unfold Luna was a bit shocked when the ponies all started singing "Are they singing?" the moon goddess asked her sister "Do they always do that?"
Celestia chuckled "No no only on special occasions and I'd say the Grand Galloping Gala is a truly special occasion don't you think?" Celestia asked her younger sister
Luna nodded "I'd say it is especially since this will be the first one I've been to since my return" She smiled and bounced up in joy "I can't wait to see how much the Gala has changed since my absence!"
Celestia smiled at her sister and was about to say something when the song that the little ponies on the ground were singing came to an end she looked at the time "Oh my it seems were late for our very important date Lulu" Celestia said with mock surprise in her voice as she and her sister left to go to the Gala.
Twilight Sparkle and her friends went their separate ways when they entered the Gala. Twilight walked into the room she had promised to meet Celestia in and waited patiently for her teacher. After a few minutes Luna and Celestia came into the room and Twilight smiled and hugged her teacher
"Twilight Sparkle my most faithful student, it is so good to see you again I hope you remember my sister Princess Luna" Celestia said returning Twilight's hug
Twilight smiled "Its good to see you to Princess" she then looked to Luna "how have you been Luna? We haven't seen you since the party at Ponyville"
Luna blushed and looked at the ground "I..I've been busy studying up on all the history and technology in Equestria that I missed." she explained with a slight whisper
Celestia looked at her sister with a slight look of shock in her eye the moon princess NEVER became shy in-front of ponies no matter how long she had been gone. Celestia smiled and looked down at Twilight 'oh this will be so much fun' she thought trying to keep her face from revealing anything to the two ponies in the room.
"This is going to be so much fun Princess I can't wait to tell you all about what I learned in ponyville!" Twilight bounced happily.
Celestia smiled at her "As fascinating as that sounds Twilight I'm afraid I have some other matters to attend to it seems the Buffalo in Appleloosa need to meet me for a peace conference and I can't keep them waiting" The princess cleverly lied with a fake frown on her face.
Twilights face went from happy to sad in an instant but she then cheered herself up "I understand princess you probably can't let something so important wait." she gave a fake smile
Luna on the other hand had a mixed look on her face. One of the looks was the look of I'm going to kill you when today is over, the other was THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU! Luna adored Twilight Sparkle she had always wanted to talk to her but never had the time nor the courage to and Celestia was giving her the chance.
Celestia winked to Luna "But I'm sure you can tell Princess Luna all about your studies she's an egghead by birth and loves to learn new things" Celestia teased her younger sister
"Oh go talk to your buffalo before I say something I regret" Luna teased back
Celesta just chuckled and hugged her sister before she left she whispered good luck in her ear and flew off towards Appleloosa
Luna sighed and looked at Twilight who wore a sad expression on her face she was turning to leave but Luna stopped her "hey come on now just because Celestia is busy doesn't mean she didn't want to here your stories" Luna said trying to cheer the young unicorn up
Twilight sighed "Your right Princess Luna, Its just I wished she had more time to talk"
Luna stared at Twilight for a moment "You and me both Twilight she is always so busy I barely even get the chance to talk to her" she explained
Twilight's expression turned to shock "Really? but your her sister!" she shouted a little to loud
Luna laughed "Yes but royal duty comes first and tonight is no different" she said "but enough mopping how about we go outside and have some fun?" Luna offered
Twilight smiled at this "Sure what do you have in mind?" she asked
Luna looked at her "have you ever crashed a party?" she questioned Twilight shook her head. Luna's smile got bigger "I'll let you in on a secret" she whispered to Twilight "The Grand Galloping Gala is incredibly boring, So this year Celestia and I were going to pull a couple of pranks to liven things up a bit would you like to try doing that?" she asked
Twilight didn't know what shocked her the most. the fact that Celestia was planning on pranking the Gala or the fact that Luna was asking Twilight to help prank the Gala. Twilight thought about it for a minute on the one side it would be fun on the other it could ruin her friends evening but then again Celestia was going to do it anyway.
Luna looked at Twilight with pleading puppy dog eyes and Twilight who was about to say no sighed "Fine" she said
Luna grabbed Twilight and smiled "Thank you thank you thank you!" she cheered as she dragged Twilight out the door and into the city of Canterlot "Come on I know just who to prank first" she exclaimed excitedly Twilight sighed this was going to be a long night.
Celestia sat on top of a cloud looking down at the gala she had everything she needed to enjoy her evening. she had popcorn, soda, cake, and other sweets and now she waited for events to unfold.
Luna led Twilight out into the royal garden Luna was moving so fast and Twilights dress was impeding her speed but Twilight wouldn't complain. when they reached their destination Luna looked at Twilight with a big smile on her face.
"Alright part one of our plan" Luna pulled out a metal object and showed it to Twilight.
Twilight looked at the object "is that a dog whistle?" she asked "why in the name of Celestia would we need a dog whistle?"
Luna chuckled at the fact that Twilight could be so clueless "Its part one of the plan" she explained "why don't I just show you what I mean" she said with a mischievous smile
As Fluttershy came into the garden, Luna smiled "right on time" she said with a bit of joy in her voice. she looked at Twilight Sparkle "alright I need you to slip this on to Fluttershy's dress" she explained.
Twilight sparkle frowned at her "But we can't prank Fluttershy! that's like taking away a dragon's gems!" she almost shouted but she caught herself.
Luna looked at Twilight "Trust me its all part of the plan" she said as she handed Twilight the dog whistle "Pretend its magic training, use your magic to teleport that dog whistle without being noticed" she whispered
Twilight sighed and focused hard on the whistle after a moment the object disappeared and reappeared between Fluttershy's ear the yellow mare didn't even notice. Twilight looked at Luna "now what?" she asked
Luna smiled and used her magic to whip up a small breeze which started to blow the whistle. "Now we move to phase two" she said as the two snuck away towards the party.
Rainbow Dash sat next to Spitfire talking with the rest of the Wonder Bolts not noticing Luna and Twilight sneaking around the Gala.
Twilight and Luna stood in the shadows Luna looked at Twilight "Now I'm going to place a spell on Rainbow Dash that prevents her from being seen by the Wonder Bolts" she explained
Twilight looked at her with more shock in her eyes "but whats the point in making Rainbow invisible to the Wonder Bolts" she asked she wasn't shocked that they were pranking rainbow she was shocked their was a spell that worked like that.
Luna chuckled "Well if all go's to plan Rainbow Dash will freak out and try to get their attention" she explain as she cast the spell. "now we move to Phase three" she said as they moved to the area where Pinkie Pie was.
"what are we going to do to Pinkie?" Twilight asked excitedly at first she wasn't into the idea of pranking all of her closest friends but over the course of 30 minutes the idea started to warm up to her and she wanted Pinkie Pie to get her just desserts.
Luna smiled "Were going to take advantage of her love of excitement" she explained and laughed when Twilight looked more confused than ever they stuck to the shadows so they wouldn't be noticed as they moved closer to Pinkie.
"Just do as I do" Luna said closing her eyes she projected her thoughts into Pinkies mind. "Pinkie Pie why are you just sitting their instead of partying like the rock star you are?" Luna asked in Pinkie's voice
Pinkie looked around for a second and then sighed it was probably just her imagination
Luna spoke again "you know this party could really use some singing and dancing" she explained in pinkie's voice again
Pinkie smiled at the thought of singing and stood up "but how am i going to sing when everyone here are all just big snooty snooty pants" she asked
Luna smiled she had her fish on the hook "You'll think of something Pinkie Pie you always do" she finished and left her mind she then turned to Twilight "our job is done how about we go outside and get some air and let things play out?" she asked
Twilight Sighed she really wanted to do some more pranking but didn't question it they walked out side and sat on a hill over looking the gala Twilight noticed Prince Blueblood and Rarity and looked at Luna "Shouldn't we prank them to? what if they fall in love?" Twilight asks
Luna just laughs "Have you seen Prince Blueblood?He is the most snooty pony in all of Equestria he thinks the world revolves around him"
Twilight sighed and then looked down to see Applejack trying to sell her apple products she was about to suggest they prank her but then thought against it that would have been unethical especially since Applejack was working instead of partying.
Luna looked up at the moon as 'should i tell her how I feel' she asked her self she turned to look at Twilight "umm Twilight?" she asked nervously
Twilight looked at Luna "Ya?"
Luna started to blush "umm I just wanted to say thank you for coming to help me with these pranks and umm I also wanted to say I love you" she whispered the last part
Twilight looked at her "umm no problem but i couldn't quite here the last part" she said with a smile
Luna sighed and looked down at the ground "umm I like you...I mean I like you a lot and well" she was blushing even harder now
Twilight looked at her blankly for a second and then her face turned red when she understood what the princess meant "Oh you mean you?" Luna nodded "You mean when you say you like me you mean you LIKE me" she asked Luna nodded "but..." Twilight trailed off
Luna looked at Twilight with a sad look "so you don't like me" she asked with tears flowing down her cheeks
Twilight wrapped a hoof around Luna and kissed her on the cheek Luna was surprised
"I didn't say that I didn't like you" Twilight explained "I just couldn't explain how i felt" she continued "I don't know you that well Princess but I'd be willing to get to know you better if you'd let me" she whispered
Luna smiled and kissed Twilight on the lips "Thank you Twilight Sparkle" she whispered as the two kissed a flash appeared behind them and the both turned to look it was Celestia with a camera
"Yes! I got the picture!" Celestia cheered as she held up the camera
"Celly! what are you doing here?!" Luna yelled at Celestia running to get the camera
Celestia laughed "I wouldn't want to miss my little sisters and my most faithful students first kiss now would I?" she asked as Twilight just looked at Celestia with a dumbstruck look on her face
"You planned this!" Twilight shouted to Celestia who looked slightly guilty
"Yes I did Twilight Sparkle but don't tell me you didn't enjoy Luna kissing you" she teased as Twilight's face turned crimson red.
"Celly I knew you were sneaky but spying on us like that!?" Luna yelled
Celestia frowned and gave Luna the camera "fine here" she said giving her sister the camera. Right when Luna got the camera she destroyed it.
"Well now that thats over Luna I think its time you go visit some ponies before the Gala ends." Celestia tells Luna. Luna turns and leaves but not before winking at Twilight
Celestia chuckled "Great now she'll be sneaking out of the castle to see you" she said looking at Twilight "I'm sorry my student for tricking you but their are some lessons that can't be taught" she explained she leaned into Twilight's ear "And I'm sure that kiss taught you a lot didn't it"
Twilight blushed even brighter and Celestia laughed "Run along back to the Gala Twilight before you turn redder than an apple orchard" she teased
Twilight turned to her mentor "But what about the time we were going to spend together I had so much i wanted to tell you" she explained still thinking about the kiss she received from Luna.
Celestia just smiled "I'll catch up with you in a moment I have some unfinished business" she explained as Twilight started to walk back to the Gala.
Celestia smiled when Twilight was out of sight she pulled out a role of film that was taken from the camera and smiled "much unfinished business" she said in a dark tone
A few days later Twilight was walking through Ponyville when she noticed all of her friends including spike were gathered around giggling. she walked up to them and asked "whats going on?"
Applejack and Rainbow Dash both couldn't help but fall over laughing, Fluttershy was blushing while Pinkie Pie starting talking about a party. It was finally rarity who spoke up "I didn't know you were into that kind of thing Twilight"
Twilight looked at Rarity for a moment then to Spike that's when she noticed the Picture that he was holding, she fainted from embarrassment.
(First shipping fic ever! sorry if the chapter seemed rushed)
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Bookish Delight
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1326
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Applejack,Pinkie Pie,Comedy,Slice of Life,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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P3 Project Episode 1: The Emergency
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A new purple pony comes to Ponyville, and it's up to Pinkie Pie to take action! Look out, Applejack!
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<p>When a new purple pony is sighted in Ponyville--and a unicorn, no less!--it's up to Pinkie Pie to take action, and Applejack to get dragged along for the ride...</p>
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2011-10-09T21:20:22+00:00
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2011-10-09T21:20:22+00:00
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My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic
Pony Permutation Project!: Episode 1
"The Emergency"
by Bookish Delight, 2010-2011
All characters and referred properties belong to Hasbro.
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Days in Ponyville were usually idyllic and beautiful, and this was no exception. The sun shone, the clouds were light and fluffy, the breeze was just right, and everypony was in the best spirits ever since that night would be the Summer Sun Celebration!
Truly, this would be one of those days that absolutely nothing could spoil.
Early in the afternoon, Applejack trotted along the town's main clearing, taking a break from her extended family's preparatory baking session. She looked around, taking note of her friends as she did so.
So far, situation normal. She could see Fluttershy conducting music with the local animals in the distance. She could see sparkles coming from Rarity's house every few seconds--clearly her unicorn magic was working overtime as she tended to the decorations. Even Rainbow Dash was behaving as expected: napping in the sky, waiting for the very last minute to go on cloud-clearing duty. Super-speed sure could spoil a pony, that was for danged sure.
That was four down... which left only one. Applejack wasn't a big fan of not being able to take total stock of things. Especially when the issue involved the least predictable of her circle of friends.
Perhaps she was at Sugarcube Corner. It was a favorite hotspot of hers, not to mention she was... currently obligated to it, to a degree. Applejack decided to check there.
Just as she got to its doors, however, she heard a faint high-pitched squealing sound behind her.
"...eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee..."
She kept walking, but it kept getting louder. She was clearly putting no ground between it and herself.
"...eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee..."
Applejack stopped, fearing the worst, but finaly decided to turn around-
"...eeeeeeeeeEEEEEEE-YOW! OOF!"
-and found herself tackled by a pink blur moving so fast, she momentarily wondered if Rainbow Dash had accidentally flown into a vat of icing again.
Applejack and the blur rolled halfway across town, end over end, clutching each other to prevent being thrown clear, until they finally came to an abrupt crash into a tree trunk some distance from the main square.
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When Applejack came to, she found herself lying at the base of the tree. A pink pony--the very pink pony she'd expected--stood directly over her, visibly no worse for wear. Applejack would have groaned if she remembered how.
"Applejack! I'm so totally glad I caught you!" Pinkie Pie said, her mouth movements easily matching Rainbow Dash's flight speed.
"Wasn't all that hard, since I was just mindin' my own business!" was what Applejack wanted to say. Instead, all that came out was a weak, "Wha... whassis...?"
Pinkie Pie remained oblivious. "You'll never believe what I just saw! Come on, guess."
"'Kay, I'll bite," Applejack said, her vision finally clearing. "What?"
"No, no, nooooooooo!" Pinkie Pie jumped up and down. "It's no fun if I just tell you! You need to gueeeeeess!"
"Listen, ponygirl, I dunno if you've noticed, but you just tackled me into a tree from halfway across town! So y'all're gonna hafta gimme the benefit of the doubt on this one, 'kay? Just tell me what you saw."
With a gigantic sigh, Pinkie Pie relented. "All right..." Two seconds later, she perked back up. "There's a new Pony in Ponyville! And she's a unicorn! And she's all purple with more purple with a little bit of violet and then some more purple and when I saw her I totally went (GAAAAAAAAAAAAASP) 'cause not only is she a new pony and a unicorn but I've never seen anypony look quite like her 'cause since she's so purple she really stands out though I personally think that's awesome and--(GLMPH!)"
Applejack reached up and put a hoof to Pinkie's mouth. It was a reflex she'd developed for when she'd had enough of hearing it, and the two had come to an understanding about it months ago. She kept it there until the pink pony calmed down.
"Huh. I'll admit unicorns ain't something you see every day round these parts." Applejack paused in realization. "Now that I think about it, I saw some crazy chariot overhead flyin' overhead a little earlier today. Think that was her?"
Pinkie Pie jumped up and down again, completely unminding of the fact that she technically was still standing over somepony. "It was, it was! And you know what this means, right?"
"Uh, 'fraid I don't-" Applejack froze, as she suddenly did. "-...oh no."
"EMERGENCY PARTY!" Pinkie Pie screamed to the heavens. "Applejack, I need your help! I need balloons, and streamers, and a roundup of every pony we can find, and most importantly, food! I need your apple... food... things!"
"Wha...?" Applejack blinked in confusion. "Why don't you just go to Sugarcube Corner for that stuff? Why do y'all need the grub I'm makin'? That's for Summer Sun!"
"Well, I'm..." For a short while, Pinkie Pie's voice went uncommonly soft. "...still working off my tab. It'll be another week before I'm clear. Oooh, but I can't wait until that happens. I'm going to pig out like nopony has ever seen..." She shook her head to clear it of invading dreams of ice cream cake. "But that's then. This is now! Come ooooooooooon, you're my only hope for this! No one can put together a feast like you!"
"But I..." Applejack started, "there's no way..."
Pinkie Pie leaned in closer, widening her eyes as much as possible in accompaniment to the cutest pony pout imaginable.
"Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeease? Sugar frosting on top? I'll totally love you forever..."
Applejack tried to resist. She truly did. Unfortunately, a Pinkie Pie Pout(tm) is a dangerous weapon, especially when fired at point-blank range. With a long sigh of her own, she finally said, "All right, all right. I'll see what I can do."
"YAY!" was Pinkie Pie's immediate response, followed by her outright tackling Applejack yet again, this time leading into a gigantic hug. "Gosh, you're just, like, the bestest most awesome most super-helpful pony I've ever known, and since I know everypony in Ponyville that statement's not just whistlin' Dixie--to use a term you'd usually use--but that statement won't mean anything if I leave even one pony in our happy little town without friends!"
She stopped her speech just in time to avoid Applejack's hoof, opting to meet her eyes instead. "I mean, just look what happened after we met you," she said in a happy, sincere voice. "You used to be so into your work, and talk to us even less than Fluttershy does. But can you still imagine your life wthout the rest of us in it?" She fluttered her eyes, sending a silent message that they both understood. "Without me?..."
Applejack managed to fight off her blush exactly one second after it happened, but for the two of them, it was enough. "N-no, I suppose I can't." She got up, looked at Pinkie, rolled her eyes, and patted her mane. "'Cept when I gotta help throw emergency parties," she said, a quick grin forming at the corner of her mouth. "Then I reckon things seem a mite brighter..."
"Hey!"
"Just joshin' you, Pinkie. Go get things started--I'll meet up with 'ya, soon as I can."
"Woo-hoo! Thanks! See you soon!"
And thus, the first steps towards introducing a new pony into the fold were taken.
The rest, of course, is future history.
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Urvy1A
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Big Macintosh,Cutie Mark Crusaders,Granny Smith,Gummy,Main 6,Opalescence,Original Character,Princess Celestia,Spike,Winona,Alternate Universe,Adventure,Random,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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Planet of The Ponies
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What if humans from space crash-landed in Equestria to learn it's true origin?
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incomplete
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<p>It's the future, NASA revived manned space flight, and on it's 1st mission was to explore a strange new world. Four Astronauts are sent to explore a new world, only to crash-land in Equestria, where they're strangers in this strange world to find out the shocking truth about the planet they're in...</p>
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teen
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2011-10-09T21:00:17+00:00
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2011-10-09T21:00:17+00:00
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Planet of The Ponies
DISCLAIMER-I do not own My Little Pony Friendship is Magic.
MLP: FiM- © Hasbro Toys and Lauren Faust
Story inspired by "Planet of The Apes" released by 20th Century Fox Film Corporation and written by Rod Serling and Michael Wilson, based on the novel "La Planete Des Singes (Monkey Planet)" by Pierre Boulle.
Certain characters and story- © Urvy Jaramillo.
INTRODUCTION-Final Entry
"As I close in my final entry, my crew and I will be in hibernation for about 10 years, Earth years to be exact." An astronaut said to himself recording a log entry. "I hear that Earth was still in the same mess that our past president 5 years ago, but now thanks to our new president, he cleaned it ump and reinstated manned space travel to make this mission possible. Is there life on other worlds, and if there has, will it be like our own home? Will man still be the superior species? But if not, then who will?" The astronaut pondered as he prepared himself for hibernation. "This is what our mission is about. Exploring the unknown. Signed, Saturday, April 29th, 2016, Captain Richard McAllen."
Captain McAllen prepared himself for his deep slumber. What he or his crew doesn't know, is where would be the spaceship Liberty Bell would end up in. Capt. McAllen and his crew, a medic by the name of Virginia Hawke, a science expert named Bradley Walsh, and a technician by the name of Cassandra Moreno. They were chosen by NASA to explore other galaxies after manned space travel was restored by the Republican President under the suggestion of the Republican-controlled House and Senate in 2014. Since then, NASA engineers decided to resurrect the Space Shuttle, but only to give it a new look and new engine to avoid such delays and disasters that happened in the 20th Century with the Challenger explosion in 1986 and in 2003 with the Columbia disaster.
One of the many reasons that they want to explore another planet is simple, they want to find another world to repopulate and claim in the name of the United States of America. This mission is a very crucial one in order to get the upper hand against China. China has been trying to one-up the US by launching it's own manned space program after the end of the shuttle program in 2011. But under President Sarah Palin, she decided to reinstate manned space travel to reestablish the US as number one in space travel. In addition to exploring the moon and other planets for new places to live, these new missions will also have the opportunity to recreate and repopulate dead planets as a new mission in case the Earth is destroyed. That, or they would establish colonies in these other words. Either way, it's part of the new manned space flight program.
"So, everyone all set for hibernation mode?" asked the captain to his crew. Everyone all agreed in unison. "Captain, how are you going to pilot the ship for ten years?" asked Prof. Walsh. "Easy, I have set the controls to auto-pilot so we can go to our destination at ease. By the time we land into whatever we end up, we should be set for repopulation and exploration" replied Capt. McAllen. "But captain, what would happen if something like a solar storm or meteorites hitting the ship?" asked Dr. Moreno. "The auto-pilot will take care of things, my friend." replied Capt. McAllen, "This ship was tested back in Cape Kennedy, it can withstand solar flares and meteorites." With their captain's reassurance about the auto-pilot, the crew members once again all in unison of an agreement. After checking in final preparations, the crew of four were ready for hibernation. The crew got in their hibernation capsules to take their 10-year sleep.
Now, we need to introduce ourselves to the crew of this mission. The leader, Captain Richard McAllen, was a graduate of Texas A&M, and was in the US Air Force, fighting in the War on Terror. He was chosen by NASA to lead the mission due to his experience. Professor Bradley Walsh, a graduate from the University of of Oklahoma, is one of the many African-Americans who ventured into space in NASA's rich history. Doctor Virginia Hawke, a graduate of the University of Phenix, was chosen for her experience in medical treatment in Afghanistan. And finally from Miami University, Doctor Cassandra Moreno, a Cuban-American scientist who left Castro's barbaric, Stalinist country of Cuba when she was a baby back in the late 20th Century to achieve top honors. Before they went in this mission, they had to learn about the basics and tools of the trade about space exploration. After all, it was their first time being in space. It's also NASA's 1st mission since the year 2011, when the Space Shuttle program was shut down. After Barack Obama was voted out of office during the election of 2012, the new president decided to revive manned space travel without the dependence on other countries like Russia, and in order to beat the Chinese into space once again, just like the Cold War era when the US took on Russia in the Space Race.
Now that all 4 crew members are in hibernation until they land somewhere in space, the ship is now piloted by auto-computer to who knows where they'll end up at. What they won't know, is that the fact that their lives will change forever. As the crew went in hibernation, the Liberty Bell was entering a hasty barrage of meteorites on the way. Some of the parts of the ship was hit by the small rocks. Then, the ship came across space junk. The auto-pilot dodged several chunks, but a few managed to hit the ship. Just as the ship and its passengers were home free, a wave from the stars was heading towards it. The powerful magnetic hold was too much for the ship to avoid, so it sucked it in. By the time the wave passed, it caused an electrical disturbance, interfering with the clock of the ship as well as other valuable electronic equipment.
The wave short circuited the clock to speed up the time for about 10 years. The ship was spiraling out of control, spinning around and around and around. Finally when the spinning stopped, the ship was heading towards a planet. The Auto-Pilot prepares the ship for emergency landing as it was entering the planet's atmosphere. The ship swooped passed a small town that seems to be empty, right passed a farm where apples are the main crop, and it crashed into a forrest near the town. The ship has hit several trees, not to mention, cutting some of them down with the wingspan. After the impact, the ship's emergency power supply was activated. The capsules that hold the astronauts in their hibernation modes opened up. All 4 astronauts woke up and got up, unaware of what has happened during their 10-year sleep.
This is where our story begins, they're about to find out that on this strange and alien planet, man is no longer the dominant species. They'll find out the hard way that the roles will going to be reversed on this planet. And they won't like what they'll see…
CHAPTER 1: Strangers in A Strange World
Capt. McAllen woke up, so did the other 3 members of the crew. "Oooohhhhh, what happened here…" said Capt. McAllen as he woke up. "Dr. Hawke? Prof. Walsh? Capt. Moreno? Is everyone hurt?" asked the pilot. "Just some minor cuts and bruises, nothing too serious to report, captain." said Dr. Hawke. "Damage report, professor" said Capt. McAllen, "Main power damaged on reentry into atmosphere, backup systems online, solar batteries powered and online." Prof. Walsh stated, checking the damage of the Liberty Bell. "How long for repairs?" Capt. McAllen asked, "When will we get the ship back in operation?"
"It could take weeks or months." said Prof. Walsh, as he took supplies out of the damaged ship. "Well now, we have to see if the air is toxic or not." Capt. McAllen told his crew. "Air quality has no signs of toxic material in the atmosphere, captain." said Dr. Hawke. "Very well, we don't need these helmets right now. I guess it's time to explore this strange land we're in." said Capt. McAllen. With food and supplies intact, the crew of the Liberty Bell set off to their trek to the strange land.
Days turned to nights, the crew explored the many colorful regions of the strange land, they noticed that the planet and its scenery was similar to their planet, Earth. "Hmmm, somehow, this planet looks like Earth somehow." said Capt. McAllen, as the crew sees trees, water, mountains, and other landscapes that resemble the landscapes of planet Earth. "Captain, does the landscape of this planet remind you of home?" asked Dr. Moreno. "Somewhat, doctor. I think I can see the resemblance in this planet." replied Capt. McAllen. Prof. Walsh takes out a American flag from his bag, as he planned to plant it on the ground.
"Well, looks like it's up to us to repopulate this planet and declare it in the name of the United States and Earth." said Prof. Walsh, "At least we beaten the Chinese to this planet. If it wasn't for our president, we wouldn't returned to manned space flight and the Chinese would gotten here first." Each day, the crew of the Liberty Bell walked and walked, until they decided to clean themselves after looking at a waterfall. "Look captain, there's a waterfall near that forest. Maybe we can clean ourselves up." pointed Dr. Hawke. "Well, I suppose we all need a nice clean bath after this walking." said Capt. McAllen, as the crew took a dive in the waterfall for a bath.
Unknown to the crew, their items and food rations are being ransacked by other beings. Since the crew were busy bathing in the waterfall, they didn't notice the thefts. After they got out, they see that some of their food rations were stolen and their stuff was taken, some left behind. "Captain, someone stole our rations and tools, most of the rations have been bitten as well." noticed Prof. Walsh, as he looked at his bag. Some of his tools were intact, while some were missing. Just then, Dr. Moreno noticed something. "Guys, look! Looks like we're not alone in this planet, I see human beings with our stuff!" she said. Capt. McAllen then replied, "I guess we ca follow them, but try not to startle them, we don't want to scare them."
With that, the crew followed the humans to what appears to be a farm. But to the strangers in this strange land, this place was familiar to the humans that reside in this planet. To those humans, this place is not any ordinary farm, but it is an apple farm. The name of the farm is known as Sweet Apple Acres. The humans began to climb up the trees to grab several apples from the trees. "Captain, it appears to me that these humans lack any form of verbal communication, but they are adapt to climb on these trees to get the apples." said Dr. Moreno. "Well, so this planet has the same landscape, and they have a farm similar to Earth? This is some good planet to repopulate." Capt. McAllen said. With that, the crew joined in on the feast by grabbing some apples of their own.
Unknown to the humans and the crew, they're being watched. Someone was looking at them grabbing the juicy apples from the apple trees. Something else was strange, it appears to be that a galloping noise was heard. "Captain, I heard some galloping noises coming in from the northwest." said Prof. Walsh with a concerned look on his face. "Who could be in this planet besides us and these humans, Professor?" asked Capt. McAllen, as he continued to eat the apples from the trees. After each bite of each apple, the humans tend to throw the apple cores away on the ground. However, one of the apple cores hit something, then, the galloping noise was heard again. "There's that noise again, Captain." said Prof. Walsh. "Must be your mind again, professor." said Capt. McAllen, as he continued to chew on his apples.
However at the course of their feast, they noticed something on the ground. "Look, I think I found some other signs of life on this planet." pointed Dr. Hawke, "It looks like a footprint to me." "I don't think it's a normal human footprint, doctor. I believe it is a hoofprint." Dr. Moreno replied to her colleague, "We don't know if that's the method of transportation or does this farm even own horses." That was the million dollar question the crew was wondering after they crash landed. "Do you believe that animals share this planet along with these humans?" asked Prof. Walsh. "I believe so, at least it isn't like those old science fiction movies that you see at 2 AM on TV." said Dr. Hawke. "Ladies, gentlemen, remain calm and finish your apples, we have a planet to repopulate and explore." Capt. McAllen told his crew, as they finish eating their food.
For years on Earth, man was the master of the Earth. Some say God created the Earth in 6 days, others have other theories that clash with that. Man has controlled animals ever since the first wild animal was domesticated. Some were used for work, others for food, even others were raised as companion animals and sporting animals. But soon,the crew will learn a lesson from the human inhabitants of this strange world. They will learn that man is no longer the dominant species in this strange new world. In this planet, it's run by the one animal that the crew didn't expect to find out…
End Chapter 1.
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<p>It's the future, NASA revived manned space flight, and on it's 1st mission was to explore a strange new world. Four Astronauts are sent to explore a new world, only to crash-land in Equestria, where they're strangers in this strange world to find out the shocking truth about the planet they're in...</p>
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CHAPTER 2-Friendship is Magic, So is Hunting and Enslaving Humans
The strange galloping noise was caused by an inhabitant of the strange planet. The strange being is described as a short young pony, commonly called a filly. The filly has a mane that's in a brilliant rose color, the coat in a pale olive, and its eyes were in brilliant orange. The filly also has a pink bow on her mane. The young filly has a name, Applebloom, and in her mouth was one of the bitten apple cores. "Dang it, it happened again! I gotta tell Applejack!" Applebloom said to herself, as she galloped to another location. She galloped all the way to a town, a town known to her kind as Ponyville. Yes, on this planet, the main inhabitants are ponies. Ponyville is like an average town back on Earth, there's a library, a sweets store, a boutique, a spa, a cafe, a joke shop, and other places of interest. However unlike the towns of Earth, it's populated by ponies instead of man.
Applebloom galloped and galloped to search for someone, until she finds the someone she was looking for, her older sister. Her name is Applejack, a pony bigger than Applebloom with a orange coat, blonde mane in ponytails, freckles on her face, and a cowboy hat. Also different from the little filly was the presence of a mark on her flank, known as a Cutie Mark. Her Cutie Mark is a set of three apples. Applejack is the owner, along with other members of her family known as the Apple family, of Sweet Apple Acres, the same apple farm that the humans and the crew were in. Today, Applejack was in town square selling her latest crop of apples that she bucked from the trees. Each season, Applejack participates in a activity known as Applebucking. Applebucking is a method of extracting apples from the apple trees by kicking the trees with the hind legs. After that, the apples fall in the buckets, ready to be sold.
But today, Applebloom came to her stand to tell Applejack about what has happened back at Sweet Apple Acres. "Applebloom! What in tarnation are you doin' here? Can't you see I'm tryin' to sell these apples so we can get Granny Smith a new hip?" asked the older sister. "Applejack, someone's been eatin' the apples again! i think it could be humans!" replied Applebloom. "DANG IT! This is the 8th time this month! Those dang humans are eatin' all of next season's crops! This has gone too far!" said Applejack, as she left her stand. "Come on, Applebloom, we gotta tell the others to go to the mayor! We have some humans to catch!" "You mean, another one?" asked the young filly. "That's right, Applebloom, time for another Human Hunt!" said Applejack with a wink. Applebloom smiled and thought to herself, "Maybe Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo can help me catch humans so we can get our Cutie Marks!" With a smile on her face, Applebloom followed Applejack to get other ponies to help organize a ritual where humans are hunted like wild animals.
In the library, a pony was reading several books. But unlike Applejack and Applebloom, she isn't an ordinary pony, but she is a unicorn. Her coat was in a purplish gray color, her eyes violet, and her mane was in dark blue, purple and pink. Since she's a unicorn, there's a horn on her head, and her Cutie mark was a pink-purple six-pointed star surrounded by five small white ones. The unicorn's name is Twilight Sparkle, and she came to Ponyville originally to check on the Summer Sun Celebration by her teacher, Princess Celestia. After several events that happened, the princess decided to let Twilight stay in Ponyville on a new mission-learn to make friends. Since that day, Twilight has been learning a lot about friendship over the days she's been in Ponyville. She is aided by an assistant, a male baby dragon with moderate sap green scales, chartreuse green eyes, and light purple skin with a greenish gray underbelly and light lime ears.
Spike knew Twilight after he was hatched from an egg during a entrance exam at Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns. Since that day, he stuck to her like glue. Today, he'll be involved in something hew grew accustomed to while he and Twilight were in Canterlot, the Human Hunts. He hears a knock on the door as he was sleeping. He yawned and got up to answer the door. "Um, who is it?" asked the baby dragon. "Spike, it's Applejack, we got a problem, and we need to talk to Twilight!" replied Applejack. "Twilight, Applejack wants to see you!" shouted Spike. "I'm on my way, let her in!" replied Twilight, as she galloped down from her bed. Spike lets both Applejack and Applebloom inside the library. Later, Applejack explains what has going on down at Sweet Apple Acres. "And then Applebloom saw humans eatin' my crops, along with 4 strange humans in funny clothes!" Applejack told her unicorn friend, "And we need to gather everypony in Ponyville to hunt the humans!"
"Humans at Sweet Apple Acres? And they're eating your crops?" Twilight asked, both Apple family members nodded. "Have you been in a human hunt before, Twilight?" asked Applejack. "Well, I've been in several, but I only captured about six humans and put them to work in the library back in Canterlot, but I mostly sit out in other Human Hunts." replied the unicorn. "But, since this will be my first Human Hunt with you guys, count me in!" Twilight nodded, as screams from other ponies were heard outside. Four other ponies, whom Twilight befriended during her time in Ponyville, rushed in the library. "Twilight! The waterfall was dirty when I had to bathe Angel and some baby ducks!" said a winged pony known as Fluttershy. Fluttershy is a shy, quiet pegasus pony with strong cyan eyes, a pink mane, and a pale amber yellow coat with her Cutie Mark being three pink-winged, purple bodied butterflies with blue antennae. Fluttershy has a great love for animals, with the exception of certain types.
"I even saw birds flying in fear earlier today, they told me that they heard a crash near the Everfree Forest!" Fluttershy added. "I saw a weird flying contraption today too!" another pegasus pony, Rainbow Dash, pointed out. Rainbow Dash oversees the weather of Ponyville, like other pegasus ponies (with the exception of Fluttershy.) Her mane was in a rainbow of colors-brilliant red an orange, light yellow, moderate violet and green and a strong cyan with a pale cyan coat and strong rose eyes. Her Cutie Mark was a rainbow-colored lightning bolt under a cloud. "I was clearing the skies for the Big Wagon Rally, when I heard and saw this strange flying contraption heading towards the Everfree Forest and BAM! It crashed!" explained the tomboyish pegasus. "Ugh! I saw dirty human clothing in my boutique again!" another unicorn, Rarity, walked in. Like Twilight, she is a unicorn, but she has azure eyes, her mane was indigo and purple to dark violet, and her coat is in light azure gray with three diamonds as her Cutie Mark.
"I was retrieving Opal from a tree near the boutique, when I smelt filthy human clothing discarded near the bushes! It appears to be seen that the humans raided my trashcan yet again!" shouted the fashion designer unicorn. "They were unclean animals! Their stench is the most foulest of the foul." "You guys talking about humans again?" A pony with a pink coat, a rose-magenta mane, blush cyan eyes, and a Cutie Mark with two blue balloons and a yellow balloon walked to the group. "Pinkie Pie, did you see some humans too?" asked Twilight. "Nope, just saw these strange crunchy sticks while I was taking Gummy for a walk!" the cheerful pony replied, "These taste like cookies, but need some frosting." The giddy pony took some stick foods that were used by astronauts, dipped them in chocolate frosting and ate them. "Yep, kinda dry, but frosting takes care of it!" Pinkie Pie said.
"Strange sticks that are edible, filthy clothing, dirty waterfall water, strange flying contraptions crashing, and apples being eaten. All of you are right!" Twilight concluded, "It was HUMANS!" "So, are we gonna go right into the mayor's office and tell her about the humans then?" asked Applejack. "Yes, follow me, girls, we're going to the mayor's office!” Twilight replied, as the ponies , Applebloom and Spie marched to the mayor's office, much to Spike's surprise. “I guess we aren't the only ones that saw humans invading their homes and such.” said Spike, as he saw a large crowd of ponies, fillies, foals, and colts gathered at the mayoral building with the same problem-humans invading their town. The mayor, overwhelmed by the turnout of every pony, begins to address her citizens.
“Fillies and gentlecolts, let me hear your concerns about the recent human sightings one at a time!” said the mayor. “My apple crops have been eaten again by the humans, Applebloom saw it!” said Applejack. “They leave their filthy clothes outside of Carousel Boutique!” shouted Rarity. “They used the waterfall and not letting the animals swim!” pleaded Fluttershy. “A strange flying contraption may have humans in it, and it crashed near the Everfree Forrest!” Rainbow Dash said. “They left crunchy sticks to eat!”said Pinkie Pie, the other ponies glared at her when she said that. “What? They're tasty with frosting!” Suddenly, a pegasus pony with a yellow-lime mane, bluish-gray coat, and amber eyes flying around with a mail-carrying bag and holding a muffin in her right hoof, her Cutie Mark are seven bubbles on her flank. “Um, I think I see some humans taking my muffins while I was making deliveries, but they left them behind when I came back!” the pegasus, Ditzy Do,said. “If Ditzy did see humans, then it's true. We have humans to capture!” the mayor shouted, all the ponies cheered and began to chant, “Human Hunt!”, in unison.
“Spike, take a note. We need some backup to help with this Human Hunt.” Twilight told Spike the following, “Dear Princess Celestia, I believe we have humans roaming Sweet Apple Acres for the 8th time in a row. Not only that, we got a strange flying contraption that crash-landed near the Everfree Forrest, it could be connected to the humans raiding Sweet Apple Acres. Please send some pegasus guards and equipment to hunt down the humans so we can put them to use as slaves or have other ways to control them. Your faithful student, Twilight Sparkle.” With that, Spike wrote down what his friend dictated, wrapped up the letter into a scroll, and blew fire on it, sending it to the leader of this planet, Princess Celestia. The Princess is one of two princesses that rule the planet, this planet is known as Equestria. Along with her younger sister Princess Luna, Princess Celestia controlled the sun while Luna controls the moon. As it turns out, in Equestria,the use the humans as slaves or other uses.
Spike then saw a reply scroll hovering down, but he grabbed it. “I got the reply!” he shouted, opening the scroll. “My faithful student, gather your hunting party, the guards are on their way with cages and equipment. Bring them to town square, dead or alive. Some humans will stay at Ponyville, while others will be sent to Canterlot. I wish you good luck in your hunt. Your teacher, Princess Celestia.” Spike read. “It's settled then, LET THE HUNT BEGIN!” the mayor decreed, as a pony blew a trumpet to announce the hunt is on. Pegasus guards flew down with wagons filled with cages and hunting tools such as nets, ropes, and other capturing tools. Applebloom was galloping to meet her friends, two fillies like her without Cutie Marks: Scootaloo, a young pegasus pony, and Sweetie Belle, a young unicorn who is also the sister of Rarity. “Guess what? I was thinking of hunting humans of our own to get our Cutie Marks!” said Applebloom. “Cool, maybe that will finally let us have our marks!” agreed Scootaloo. “I don't know, hunting filthy human beasts to earn Cutie Marks? I find that disgusting and all, but if it can earn us a Cutie Mark, then I guess I'll go with it. said Sweetie Belle. With that, Twilight, Applejack, Rarity, Pinkie Pie, Rainbow Dash, and Fluttershy take charge. The three young fillies, known as the Cutie Mark Crusaders, tagged along. The hunt is finally taking place.
Back at Sweet Apple Acres Capt. McAllen was monitoring the land to see any other lifeforms. “Well, nothing of the unusual so far. Looks like your fears of someone watching us is false, Prof. Walsh. Now you will accept the truth?” asked the captain. “Well, I guess I can agree with you on this one.” replied Prof. Walsh, as he grabbed another apple. As the crew continued to eat the sweet, juicy apples with the mute humans, they began to see the humans starting to flee. “What's going on, captain?” asked Dr. Moreno, as she saw the humans starting to get down from the trees. “Something's going up, I have to see this.” replied Capt. McAllen, as he looked at what's going on with binoculars. Much to his surprise and shock, the brave captain saw something unusual. “Oh my gosh... It can't be.” Prof. Walsh then asked, “What is it, captain?” He then said, “It's a stampede, only without riders.” “What do you mean, captain? A stampede without riders?” asked Dr. Hawke. She took a peek at the binoculars, and she saw the same thing. “Oh gosh, PONIES!” she shouted. That's right, the crew of the Liberty Bell saw the beings that rule this planet-Ponies.
Now the humans saw who rules the planet. Instead of man being the dominant species, ponies dominated man. Now, the crew must flee their new overlords with the mute humans. If any of them gets caught with those humans fleeing their hooved dominators, they would be either be trained as animals, put to work as slaves or worse. Now the humans and the crew of the Liberty Bell must do one thing while escaping the ponies, unicorns, and pegasuses chasing them-Survive!
End Chapter 2.
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<p>Rarity takes on a special makeover project at Fluttershy's request. What could the normally reclusive pony possibly have in mind?...</p>
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My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic
Pony Permutation Project!: Episode 2
"Full Self-Service"
by Bookish Delight, 2010-2011
All characters and referred properties belong to Hasbro.
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"Aaaand... there! I do think we're finally done."
Rarity stepped back to let her client get the best view of herself in the full-length mirror. Meanwhile, she herself exhaled in exhaustion. This latest project had been the product of three whole hours of grooming, cosmetics, coordination and accessorizing. Truth be told, it had taken quite a bit out of both ponies currently in Rarity's boutique.
Fortunately, the results spoke for themselves. A bright yellow pony stood front and center, wearing a rainbow-jeweled necklace and knee-length pink dress. To complete the arrangement, her mane had been done up in a true pony's ponytail, and fastened together with a large pink bow.
It was a formula that made sure only the smallest parts of the ensemble clashed in any way with the client pony's original tone, and made sure that all observing eyes were instantly drawn to the pony's smiling face before anywhere else. Rarity always felt that the face was most important in bringing out a pony's beauty to its fullest. Fortunately, Fluttershy's had plenty of beauty already built-in.
"Well? What do you think, dear?" Rarity asked.
With a tiny, impressed squeak, Fluttershy preened at her new image in the mirror. "Wow, Rarity, it looks like everything I've heard is true. You are quite good at this... what does one call it again?"
"A 'makeover'," responded Rarity. "And thank you. Not only is it a living, it's quite good fun besides. It's always said that you should love your job."
"Yes, 'makeover'," Fluttershy mused to herself. In a softer voice, she then added, "This... this might finally do it."
"Hmm? Do what?"
"Eep!" Fluttershy jumped where she was, almost shrugging off her outfit in the process. Had she said that last part out loud? She hadn't meant to, honest! "Oops. Um... forget what I just said."
But Rarity wouldn't. In fact, after giving the statement some thought, her eyes went wide as she gasped and smiled. "Oh, I knew it, I knew it! Fluttershy is trying to impress somepony! I always knew this day would come! I'm so glad I could be a part of it!"
Fluttershy's breathing quickened as anxiety took over. This, she thought, was exactly why she preferred to keep to herself! Being put on the spot was never, ever fun. "Um... actually, I... no. It's not that. It's-"
Again, Rarity would have none of it, draping one front leg over Fluttershy in a friendly hug. "Oh, come now, don't be shy--sorry, poor choice of words. What I mean to say is, it's great to finally see you come out of your shell, even if it's just a teensy bit! So, who's the special someone?"
A very, very long silence swept through Rarity's boutique as Fluttershy gathered the nerve to answer.
Two minutes later, she finally whispered it:
"Everypony."
"Everypony?" Rarity tilted her head in curious confusion. "I don't follow."
Fluttershy took a deep breath. She wasn't used to long explanations, but if she was going to give one, she might as well make sure she only had to give it once.
"Well, I figured... if I stood out from the crowd, and got everypony to notice me all at once... it might help me make some new friends."
Her quick talking belied an inner desperation which Rarity picked up on. The poor pony was rarely seen in public as it was; it must have taken a lot out of her to even visit Rarity in the first place.
"It's really hard for me to do that on my own; I could never simply walk up to somepony and start a conversation." Fluttershy's gaze lowered in mild embarrassment. "So I figured if I changed myself just a bit, I could let ponies come to me. Hopefully only one at a time, though. I'm not very good with crowds, either..."
If there was any more to Fluttershy's speech, it completely vanished from her mind when a blinding flash suddenly filled the boutique's interior. She squeaked again in surprise, and when she regained her vision, she gasped in shock!
Her makeover was gone! Completely gone! Three hours of styling and choice and trying on outfits, all turned into nothingness!
In the mirror, once more, was plain old Fluttershy; back to her old self, and once more by herself. Holding back tears, she managed to ask, "R-Rarity? W-w-what just happened?"
Rarity simply sighed, and shook her head. "Fluttershy, Fluttershy, Fluttershy. I can't believe what I've been hearing. If that's why you asked for my services today, then I'm afraid I simply can't provide them in good conscience."
Fluttershy's heart skipped a fearful beat. "But... but without them, I-"
"No! I will hear no more of this self-hatred!" Rarity's voice had gone into full-on preaching mode. "Contrary to popular belief, my socialite abilities don't come from how I look. They come from how I carry myself. I choose to move with style, grace, and pride--but more to the point, I choose to remain outspoken."
Fluttershy shrank back. She knew she'd touched a nerve, and was about to prostrate herself at Rarity's feet and give a thousand apologies. However, Rarity instead walked closer to her, and took hold of one of her hooves. The yellow pony heated at the soft touch, still a little afraid... but that fear slowly ebbed away as Rarity slowly stroked Fluttershy's hoof with both of hers.
"And for all I just said, Fluttershy," said Rarity in a slower, reassuring voice, "I know you're not like that. You also shouldn't try to be. Despite what you may think, you have plenty of friends already, and they're all just fine with you being you." She chuckled daintily. "Honestly. Can you imagine this world having two of anyone? Two of Rainbow Dash, for example? The very thought boggles the mind, and leaves it quite fearful besides!"
Fluttershy let out a small giggle, her mood brightening at both the joke and the fact that Rarity wasn't lighting into her as expected.
And then, seconds later, came the quick kiss to her cheek. Fluttershy shrank back in complete surprise, her entire head now feeling warm and floaty. However, Rarity held her hoof fast, keeping her close, maintaining eye contact; in all, making sure Fluttershy knew that while there was nothing to fear, there was still a message to be delivered--a message of love and respect.
"Your individual existence is cherished, Fluttershy. Never forget that. Friends don't care about other friends' quirks. We know you like to keep to yourself. We're also perfectly happy to wait for you. Okay?"
"Th... thank you," said Fluttershy, her cheeks now turning a mild shade of orange.
"No thanks needed. Only a promise: when a true special occasion comes to pass, make me the first pony you call. The makeover I give you will be twice as good as today's."
Fluttershy nodded. "I promise."
With that, she left Rarity's boutique--briefly wondering if perhaps there were any 'special occasions' she could dream up on her own.
It wouldn't even be for one of Rarity's beauty sessions. Simply seeing her again would be enough.
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<p>Twilight and the gang investigate a meteor that crashed into Sweet Apple Acres orchard. When they arrive at the crash site a strange energy field latched on to Twilight's horn and activated her teleport magic beaming them to the world of Nazi Zombies.</p><br/><p>Just so as to avoid the obvious "This doesn't make sense in Equestria." comments i should add the idea that i'm imagining Equestria as we know it having a lot of geographically similar locations to those in our world since its already been implied in the show. Additionally the whole mention of WWII that i make having happened in Equestria could have happened just under different pretenses such as insane Luna loyalists sparking a rebellion to throw the world into war in the hopes of overthrowing Celestia. Or she may have been drained for an extended time after her banishing of Luna and had to spend an extended time absent of the world other than her duty of raising the sun and moon. </p><br/><p>During that time there could have been any number of wars waged over Luna and Celestia's actions.</p>
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My Little Zombie: Nazis are Magic
Chapter 1 Twitch-a-twitch: Also know as The Sky is falling
Late one night in the fair land of Equestria the unicorn Twilight Sparkle was watching the skies from the comfort of her sky light observatory atop her tree-house library. It was a night like any other, she saw the late night Pegasus ponies clearing the night sky from a unscheduled thunder shower. As she browsed through the various areas of the sky she'd mapped out over the previous few months. Her main focus that night was a region that hung over Canterlot which recently had a meteor shower and it seemed that there were other large clusters of activity in the general area which had only came up in the past month.
The hours ticked by and as her gaze darted through the sky suddenly a large pink twitchy blob blocked the view of the telescope. Twilight reached down and pressed a button next to the controls for the telescope which activated the intercom she'd recently had put in to act as an easier way to greet her friends and any visitors. As it buzzed on she spoke into the microphone beside her saying “Pinkie Pie what are you doing on my telescope?” the pink pony blob responded saying “Oh sorry Twilight, I didn't mean to cause any trouble, my Pinkie sense has been acting up something awful tonight and the last tremor launched me halfway across Ponyville so I’m thinking there may be another doozy coming in some time soon.” Twilight sat there in her observatory for a few moments her hoof plated firmly against the bridge of her snout, after a little time spent collecting herself she said with a rather exasperated tone “Alright I guess since your here you may as well stay for the night. Just try and to keep from breaking my stuff, I’m doing a very important astrological study.” Pinkie quickly nodded and saying “Astrology I didn't know you read horoscopes whats your sign, I’m a cancer. It doesn't mean I’m sick or anything. Although I can be a bit crabby at times... Get it crabby cause cancer is a crab shaped constellation.” after that she quickly bounced her way into the tree-house and made herself at home.
Just then Twilight spotted something in the sky, it looked like a larger one of the meteors from the shower that happened over Canterlot. As she began to focus on it intently her horn began to react and the magic focused itself onto the lens and increased the magnification on the lens to where she could see the object in more detail. When she saw the more detailed image she was intrigued by it because the meteor had a strange orange glow to it and looked to have some form of radiant electricity arcing off the surface. From what she could tell it was on a path bound for Equestria, she couldn't tell where it would land but based on how fast it appeared to be flying it was maybe a few days away.
Meanwhile downstairs in the library Spike was busy trying to clean up after Pinkie who had been bouncing around the room uncontrollably in response to her pinkie sense. A buzz rang out from the intercoms and Twilight's voice chimed in saying “Spike I need you to look up something in my astronomy textbooks.” she quickly detailed the information she'd gathered based on the appearance of the object and Spike quickly set to work trying find the information Twilight needed.
After several minutes of frantic searching through the scattered books Spike heard a familiar voice ring out with a flat “Hoot.” as a small brown owl hovered down to him holding a book labeled “Astronomy and You: A beginners guide.” the little purple dragon smiled and said “Why thank you Owloysius.” to which the owl replied with a some what brighter “Hoot.” Spike quickly began to skim through the book looking for something that matched Twilight's description. He found a mention of a large meteor that matched the description which said “For further reading see Element 115 and Tunguska Meteors.” Pinkie quickly tossed two books over to him. One was labeled “Strange Happenings from Space: A reference guide for UFO conspiracy theorists.” and the other “The Periodic Table of Elements: The Starting Scientists best friend.” the first book fell open to a page that Pinkie pie had marked by bending the page with her tongue. The page had the heading “Tunguska Meteor: Freak occurrence or Alien invasion?” he glanced over the page and quickly drafted down a short summery with Pinkie's assistance sending the summery up to Twilight by way of a hydraulic tube system she'd put in so Derpy Hooves wouldn't have such a hard time delivering her mail.
After it arrived Twilight buzzed down thanking him for it as he quickly began to look over the sheet. “The Tunguska meteor was a large meteor that struck a field in northern Russia in the late 1930's and was believed to have abnormal properties although such things are to this day yet to be accurately proven by science.” a second document quickly followed saying “Element 115 is commonly known as Ununpentium, is a relatively unknown compound and is still undergoing substantial research as of this point. It was believed to have effects resulting in reanimation and manipulation of decayed organic mater and has also been researched as a power source for high energy matter transference although those tests were never resolved and the data on file were destroyed near the end of World War II.” as she read that her eyes sparked with interest as she realized that this could be a chance to finish those studies and possibly find out more about the world that this element is believed to have come from.
As she returned to her telescope she saw the meteor had started passing into horizon over Manehattan and was much brighter now than she first saw. She spent the next few hours trying to calculate the trajectory of the meteor and roughly where it would land. As the night ticked into the early morning hours the orb passed over the Tree-house and careened into Sweet Apple Acres Golden Delicious groves. After the dust settled back in the tree-house Pinkie began to bounce with even greater intensity as the wave of energy from the impact site cascaded over Ponyville.
When the wave passed by she stopped and almost dead froze Twilight came down from the observatory to check on things and she asked Pinkie pie “Was that it, was that the doozy you were talking about.” Pinkie looked back at her and said “It seems like it may have been although when it started earlier it was a different type of doozy then my normal “twitch-a-twitch” somethings going to fall type its something even stranger than that.” Twilight smiled and said “I'm sure we'll be able to look it over in the morning. In the mean time lets go to bed.” as she opened up a door to her guest bedroom and then made her way upstairs to her room to make up for the lost hours of sleep.
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<p>Twilight and the gang investigate a meteor that crashed into Sweet Apple Acres orchard. When they arrive at the crash site a strange energy field latched on to Twilight's horn and activated her teleport magic beaming them to the world of Nazi Zombies.</p><br/><p>Just so as to avoid the obvious "This doesn't make sense in Equestria." comments i should add the idea that i'm imagining Equestria as we know it having a lot of geographically similar locations to those in our world since its already been implied in the show. Additionally the whole mention of WWII that i make having happened in Equestria could have happened just under different pretenses such as insane Luna loyalists sparking a rebellion to throw the world into war in the hopes of overthrowing Celestia. Or she may have been drained for an extended time after her banishing of Luna and had to spend an extended time absent of the world other than her duty of raising the sun and moon. </p><br/><p>During that time there could have been any number of wars waged over Luna and Celestia's actions.</p>
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Chapter 2
Awaking a sleeping Giant
The next morning Ponyville was all a ruckus over the strange rock, and even Twilight in her isolated tree-house abode wasn't immune to the clamor. As she was rudely awakened by Rainbow Dash dropping a large cloud full of rain into her bedroom. She said “What was that for?” as Rainbow Dash replied “That big rock that fell from the sky tore through Cloudsdale and ripped a large hole through quite a few houses and plus Applejack and Apple Bloom have been nagging me all day about it when I don't have the slightest idea what caused it to fall or why it trashed the Golden Delicious orchard.” as Twilight called the annoyed group to meet up in the main library a loud horn blared outside as Scootaloo flew in on her scooter with Sweetie Belle hanging on for dear life and Rarity following in tow with a winded expression on her face.
Twilight apologized for what had happened but she told them she had no idea what caused the strange meteor. The other ponies could see something was distressing Twilight as she spoke even though she didn't wanna say anything. Pinkie pie stepped out from the guest bedroom and said “Girls don't be so hard on Twilight, she had nothing to do with this I was here all last night with her and all she did was watch the rock as it came in and research what it was made of. But something happened last night while she was asleep, at first I thought it was just the animals outside but after awhile of hearing strange noises I walked up to your bedroom Twilight and I saw you lying there drenched in cold sweat with your horn glowing bright as though you were focusing on a magic spell and you were rambling in your sleep about Zombies and soldiers and Element 115 and all kinds of other crazy stuff. It looked like you were fighting for your life practically.” Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle said “Ooh sounds scary.” while Scootaloo and Rainbow Dash just looked onward with an intrigued grin on their faces.
Applejack said “Alright will somepony please just give me some idea of what we're to do about this because that dumb rock ruined the spring Golden Delicious harvest and now Caramel will have to wait on getting the barn fixed up with Big Macintosh and Apple bloom. Right little sis?” as she glared over at her sister who had recently earned her cutie mark after realizing she was a talented architect and was good at both building and designing.
Apple Bloom grunted and said “Yes Applejack.” obviously annoyed by her sister's nagging. Twilight quickly grabbed her saddlebag and told them “Since your all so insistent on finding out what this is lets go down there and check it out.” the others followed suit as Apple Jack told the girls to stay behind with Pinkie pie. They grudgingly agreed to it as the girls made their way out to the crash site.
After about half an hour Pinkie pie got a tad bit distracted by Scootaloo slipping her a cupcake that she'd saved from the incident with Applejack where her cupcakes unintentionally made a large portion of Ponyville sick. So with Pinkie detained on bed rest the fillies quickly made their way to the crash site using a route Apple Bloom had found that let them make it there well before the others did. When the elder ponies arrived Twilight's horn started to glow and react, but it wasn't an unusual reaction it felt familiar to her specifically it felt like her Teleportation spell. This time though it was as though her unicorn magic was acting independently of her own will in reaction to the energy radiating off the stone. Within mere moments the energy began to arc hitting each of the ponies and even the Cutie mark Crusaders on the opposite side after a few minutes the Earth ponies and unicorns began to levitate off the ground as the glow intensified and eventually reached a point of becoming a blinding light around the entire area surrounding the rock, almost as soon as it began the light dimmed and the group of ponies had vanished.
When the ponies arrived at their supposed destination where ever it appeared to be they gathered themselves and Twilight stood up and took a head count “Who's here.” she said as the others began to stand up replying roughly in turn “I am.” said Rainbow Dash, as she hovered there surveying the landscape. Then another “So am I.” chimed in as Applejack stood up straightening her hat as she looked around commenting “Wow this place looks kinda dreary.” then Rarity chimed in saying “And dank and gray.” followed by Scootaloo saying “And kinda cool looking if your into all these machines and stuff.” then Apple Bloom spoke up saying “Hey Scootaloo where's Sweetie Belle I haven't seen her since we got here.” Applejack turned and looked at her sister scowling as she said “What do you think your doing here little Missy when we get back home I’m telling Big Macintosh on you.” Twilight spoke up saying “If we get home, and if we can find out where we even are.” they gathered up and the elders nodded saying “Yeah we should probably focus on figuring out how we got here and where we are.” Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo began to run around doing surveillance over what area they could cover as the majority of the area seemed to be blocked off to on foot travel.
Suddenly the pad they were standing on began to light up and crackle with energy like what was radiating of the rock back in Ponyville. They jumped off the pad as a field of bright light emerged and a group of four men materialized seemingly from thin air. As Twilight looked them over she remembered them as being the soldiers from her dream. The four glanced around and a blonde haired gruff looking man in marine gear brandishing an M1911 pistol said “What in the hell is this, why is the pad covered with a bunch of rainbow colored ponies.” Rainbow dash floated over in front of him and said “Whats that supposed to mean. You don't seem like very seemly characters yourselves. I don't care who you are I'd still kick your butt!” the Marine shifted from his seemingly frozen true grit looking face and cracked a grin saying “Hmm this one seems like she can hold her own but for how long these Zombies don't quit for nothing.” Twilight said “Zombies what are you talking about, that stuff's an old mare's tale.” The marine replied saying “I believe you mean old wives tale but these zombies are far from a kids horror story their out for blood.” as one emerged from a basement level stair case and was promptly dispatched by a husky looking soldier with glassed over eyes looking as though he was drunk.
He spoke in a thick accent saying “Sorry for the interruption but things around here aren't he best for conversation. I am Nikolai Belinski, he's Tank Dempsey. We've been fighting these zombies for what feels like years.” as he reached down and grabbed a flask taking a swig of it looking as though he was on the verge of falling over in a stupor. Dempsey responded saying “So why are you all here?” Twilight responded saying “Well a large glowing orange meteor crashed into our home of Equestria and when we went to investigate my Teleportation magic reacted with the energy being put off by the rock and sent us here. Where are we anyway?” a third soldier stepped away from the pad wearing a dress uniform with strange insignias on it. He said “So it appears that the MDT can interact remotely with other sources of the Element as well and cause instantaneous matter transference under the right conditions.” Twilight looked on in semi-amazement as she saw the technology around them glancing around them... after taking a few seconds to gather herself she said “MDT, Matter Transference what are you talking about!.” in an obviously angry tone. The soldier said “Ah sorry for my little tangent I’m Doctor Richtofen but you may call me Edward. As for the MDT we can discuss that later seeing as things seem to be getting out of hand.” as a massive swarm of Zombies began to form around the platform on which the pad was located.
Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo charged at the zombies smashing them with kicks and Scootaloo's scooter tail whips receptively. The zombies fell quickly amid the volleys of gunfire and melee attacks, Dempsey smiled and said “Well you two seem to have your stuff together but we'll have to arm you a bit better for whats to come. He handed each of them a knife and Richtofen set to work modifying a spare set of M1911 pistols to accommodate being used by the ponies. The last soldier said “For the time being we should rebuild the barriers to keep them at bay. Apple Bloom zipped forward and said “I think I can help you there Mister... who are you anyway?” the ragged looking Japanese soldier smiled a bit more warmly than Dempsey could ever bring himself to manage as he said “Ah I apologize my name is Takeo Masaki of the Japanese Imperial Army marine services division. How about you my little equine ally.” she smiled and said “My name is Apple Bloom I can help you rebuild these walls in no time flat.” as she strutted by showing off her cutie mark. Her flank was adorned with a image of a hammer with a group of nails and a few planks of wood.
She sprinted over and started to repair the window, first hitting the one in the downstairs area that they first came from and then followed suit patching up the other windows before returning to the pad as Applejack looked on and said “Wow, you did a right impressive job there Apple Bloom. But I can't help but wonder how well that'll hold em.” Richtofen tossed each of them a modified pistol and said those should do for now, the main objective is to build enough points to open the doors and unlock the surrounding area. He handed them each a small visor which seemed to disappear as they put it on. He said “I call it a Heads Up Display. It will let you keep track of your current condition as well as your current supply of ammo both in reserve and in your gun and your current point total. Melee kills are worth 130, Head-shots are worth 100 and most other kills are worth 60 to 70 with bullets doing 10 points per hit. Think you can understand, your all at 500 points currently except for Ms Dash and Ms Scootaloo as they cleaned out the last wave with melee kills and are both at roughly 1300.” Twilight and the others prepped themselves and began to set out as the next wave started.
As Rarity made her way down off the platform she fired her pistol into a horde of about three deep before charging at one and killing it but taking a swipe from the zombie behind it “Hands off me you ruffian!” Nikolai smiled and said “You'll learn it soon enough zombies have no respect for personal space. Personally I think you are fairly pretty like my 4th wife and smelly too just the same although in your case its in a good way. 4th wife had bad taste in perfume.” Rarity cracked a grin and thanked the Russian for the complement before continuing on with the zombie slaying.
Meanwhile Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo blazed through a few clips of ammo managing to avert a breech at a window where they took up station with Dempsey as he smirked arrogantly saying “Well for ponies you got some skills with guns. I'd say your both are pretty bad ass in my book at least so far” the two of them blushed slightly from the complement before turning their attention to a pack of zombies coming from the window behind them.
Then Applejack and Apple bloom charged down from the platform jumping through an opening in the guard rails. Applejack dived into the crowd shooting a few rounds into them before kicking them with the knife she was given attached to her back legs “Looks like all that apple bucking really helped prep me for something a bit bigger than farm work after all.” as the crowd of zombies rag-dolled against the walls. One of the zombies managed to get a solid swat at her and as she recoiled back she noticed her HUD had turned largely red Dempsey shouted over saying “Don't worry you'll heal up over time but take too many hits and you'll go down till one of your buddies can revive you.” Apple bloom blasted a whole clip into the one that just hit Applejack and drew its attention for long enough for AJ to get a return strike and kill it.
As the fight wore on the team's ammo began to run dry and things began to become hectic so the party split into two groups Takeo and Dempsey split off with Scootaloo, Rainbow Dash and the Apple sisters taking to the west wing where they armed themselves with carbines and trench guns. Once they'd cleaned out the stragglers from the wave Apple bloom began to repair windows and she opened the door to the west wing teleporter terminal. Meanwhile Twilight, Nikolai, Dr Richtofen, and Rarity made their way up the east wing grabbing a Thompson sub machine gun and continuing on.
Twilight reached up and pressed a button on her HUD visor and looked at their scores it read:
Twilight Sparkle 1200
Rainbow Dash 400
Scootaloo 400
Rarity 1400
Dempsey 1000
Takeo 600
Richtofen 1700
Apple Bloom 1000
Applejack 1000
Nikolai 1700
She said well it looks like our group is leading off so I'll open that door back there while you run for the power the others nodded and as she sprinted and opened the door Dr Richtofen followed saying “Well Ms Sparkle it seems your fairly learned and adept with technology as you seem to be adapting well to these new surroundings.” she blushed lightly and said “Well I’m usually the most level headed of the group but I do have to say that rock overriding my teleport ability like that has me a bit confused.” Richtofen smirked a little psychotically and said “Well that’s interesting, so the MDT unit had nothing to do with it. The concentrated Element 115 in the meteor that struck your home land must have reacted organically to your teleport magic in the same way I helped engineer the MDT to operate.” after that he mumbled under his breath “I may have to do additional studies on this one. I'll note this in my journal once the horde slows down in the morning.” as they made their way out to the group Nikolai and the others had already managed to activate the power and had began to mine the mystery box for its treasures.
Nikolai stood over the large wooden toy box and opened it with his empty hand, the 950 point cost being automatically deducted from the total he had on hand. The box opened and a series of different guns flashed up in front of him, they would appear for a moment and then quickly cycled to the next before settling on a single shot semi-automatic rifle known as the FN FAL he grabbed the gun from the floating pillar of light and said “Well I’m not much in the mood for Arabian food but I guess a felafel will do for now.” then Richtofen took a turn as well, the guns cycled through and wound up landing on a large Russian made heavy machine gun known as the RPK. He smirked and said “Well Russian this gun had better live up to the reputation you put on it for being well made.” as the rest of the group made their way into the room.
The room the group now stood in had the power switch a pair of windows downstairs one in the room itself and one in the entrance corridor from the east wing and a pair of windows upstairs one by a red soda machine that Dempsey had told Applejack and the others in his team was refereed to as Juggernog and was a beverage that increases the drinker's toughness and allows them to take roughly twice as many hits. The other was across a metal bridge that dropped into place when the power was turned on and resided on the same side as the East wing teleporter room next to the double tap root beer machine. Which Nikolai had told Rarity was a special type of root beer which grants the drinker the ability to fire faster.
Behind them was a large metal door similar to the ones they'd opened for the other teleporter rooms so they decided it would be best to hold off on doing anything till they could afford to open the door and send a runner for the teleporter. For the next few waves it seemed their little hold out was keeping them fairly safe although the East wing group was steadily running dry of ammo and their Thompsons were too far away to safely resupply during the height of the wave.
Rarity looked at her battle weathered Thompson and said to herself “Its dreadful to see something so beautiful lose its luster but it seems like this weapon is starting to outlive its functional usefulness.” she quickly darted over to the box while the horde was chasing the west wing team back toward Teleporter room A to activate the first teleporter chamber. She reached her hoof out and pushed the box opened as her point counter deducted the needed 950 points from her ample 3000 point supply. The box cycled through several guns and took what seemed like forever to stop only to land on the visage of a ragged looking teddy bear Rarity's first words were “What pray tell am I to do with that tacky looking thing, I guess I could fix it up and it wouldn't be that hard...” but then it began to float away and with it the box began to levitate and tremble as she heard a voice cackle but this voice was familiar “Sweetie Belle?” she said to herself wondering if it was her little sister she heard or if it was just the moment playing tricks on her.
The box quickly disappeared as a more demonic sounding voice took over saying “Bye Bye.” replacing the box with a few ragged looking teddy bears. Nikolai stood over her shoulder saying “Little girl taunts everyone with cursed teddy bear. Don't worry it just moves the box to somewhere else. Just look for the blue light in the sky.” then a voice came over the intercom saying “Teleporter A active.” as Rarity stepped out toward the conjoined hallway on the east wing side she saw the machine in the center of the room light up with electricity before a burst of light came up from the pad where Rainbow Dash was standing having linked the pad moments earlier.
Within seconds another blinding flash of light came as a large glowing green object resembling an ammo crate appeared before them on the side of the fence where Rainbow Dash stood reloading her recently purchased type 100 and her trench gun before running over to the object and attempting to grab it to have it fade into sparks of light leaving a soft voice saying “Max Ammo!” behind this voice once again made Rarity think of Sweetie Belle. As her reserve ammo supply filled instantly to its maximum and the rest of the group returned to their positions.
When they had all gathered Twilight asked Rarity where the box had went and she explained what had happened, when she'd mentioned the idea of the voice sounding similar to Sweetie Belle before the crazed laugh Richtofen chimed in saying “It sounds like your friend was lost during the teleportation process she must be trapped in between the realms. Sadly that's one of the more depressing side effects of the MDT's teleportation process.” Dempsey turned to him and said “Wait a fucking minute you said when we got to the teleporter over at Shi No Numa that you barely knew a damn thing about it. Are you holding out information.” as he brandished his freshly bought FG42 light machine gun at the German's head.
Richtofen abruptly silenced himself on the issue and said “I just happened to stumble onto some research documents lying around here the first time we arrived at this terminal.” Dempsey looked at him obviously reluctant to accept his statement as true but before they could continue pressing the argument Apple Bloom chimed in reporting a breach at the front window as zombies started to pour into the room. Rainbow dash who at this point was sitting on a fairly nice reserve of roughly 10,000 points opened the door behind them and rushed in to activate teleporter C the rest of the group followed with Dempsey leading his group over to grab Revive Soda while the others piled into the teleporter room.
Richtofen activated the terminal while Rainbow dash flew back to the terminal where they started. The rag tag group of Zombie slayers quickly piled into the teleporter as it began to light up and spark with energy, indicating it had been successfully activated and was about to pull them back to the pad. Within mere seconds they were puled through something resembling a worm hole, when they arrived back at the main terminal they all had but seconds to clear their heads before the horde started to swarm through the doors. As the sparks from the teleportation process died down they saw a large metal door behind them open revealing a machine labeled Pack A Punch. Twilight looked at the machine in interest wondering what it could possibly hold in store. She checked her point counter quickly and found she had enough to upgrade her Thompson which by this point was starting to get a bit weak in terms of raw damage so she thought to herself “Why not it seems useful enough.” Dempsey looked back at the rather confused looking purple pony and said “Twilight you may wanna hold off on that cause you haven't bought Juggernog have you. The extra damage tolerance is more practical at this point than the new gun. Much as I normally hate to say things like that I've had a badly timed Pack a Punch cost me in the long run.” Twilight snapped out of her technologically induced daze and shook her head in agreement sprinting off with Rarity to grab Juggernog and hopefully find the box again.
They made their way up the west hallway by teleporter A. Twilight noticed some plans scrawled on the walls written in some strange foreign script that she assumed must be German. As well as a few oddly placed jars with severed human spines with chunks of brain attached. She took a close look at one on a elevated shelf and as she looked at it she heard a faint noise like a cartoony laser gun. But before she could stop to question it the horde started to pour out of the nearby windows and swarm them. So she and Rarity made a quick sprint to the Juggernog machine each buying a bottle and drinking it down.
After that they made their way out Twilight grabbing a set of bouncing Bettie mines and planting them on the ground behind them as they dropped down into the open room in front of teleporter C. twilight sprinted into the teleporter room and up the stairs to the catwalk level where she found the box on the far end of the platform opposite the stairs she ran up. She quickly glanced down at her point counter which read 950 points exactly after her Betties killed off a few zombies. So she decided to take a spin, she pushed open the box quickly turning around to scout for any oncoming zombies before turning her undivided attention to the box. As the cheerful sounding nursery rhyme music played and the weapons cycled she noticed two that looked completely out of place. One that resembled a Tesla coil re-purposed onto a rifle, and the other being a small almost toyish looking ray gun. When the box finished cycling it landed on the former. She frantically grabbed the strange looking weapon as she heard a group of zombies closing in deciding to swap her now useless pistol out for it.
She quickly spun around pulled the gun into an aiming position and fired as a burst of what could only be considered directed lightning shot from the gun hitting the first zombie in line and arching off the nine or so that were behind it. As she felt the residual energy starting to course through her in combination with her building adrenaline she started to like the sensation that came from killing these unholy freaks of nature. A grin cracked across her face and she belted out a laugh not unlike Dempsey as she said “Bring it on you sorry freak-bags!” her horn began to light up and tingle in response to the build up, so she put away the strange device and pulled out her reliable Thompson still feeling a zealous rush of energy as she dived out an open window and back to ground level firing her Thompson into the swarms building up in the room. After expending a few clips of ammo she pulled out the weapon once again and fired it into the swarm.. one shot zap a swarm of zombies surrounding Dempsey and Rainbow Dash fell to the ground completely inert their heads exploding moments later as their bodies seized with electric shock, Rainbow dash yelled out at her “Hey watch where you aim that thing you could zap one of us with them.” Dempsey looked up at Rainbow and said “Don't worry Rainbow the model of the Wonderwaffle she's using is the revised model Richtofen made after we arrived here it fixed the splash radius effect of the weapon so that allies cant be shocked.” just then another blast fired across the room and zapped a group being lead in by Richtofen and Nikolai as Rarity hid out on the catwalk trying to get a better weapon from the box.
When the crowd died down and the group gathered back at their meeting point near the central pad Dr Richtofen pulled Twilight aside and said “It seems as though that horn of yours is reactive to element 115 as I noticed when you were using the DG-2 there. I can see your powers possibly allowing the MDT to do things Dr Maxis and I never conceived to be possible. Would you be willing to take part in some research. I promise that I will do my best to ensure that the research goes to improve you and your friends chances of getting back to your home world.” Twilight looked at the crazed looking German and thought to herself “At this point what have I got to lose.” she extended her hoof and he shook it silently acknowledging they were in agreement. Suddenly the sky began to dim and fill with fog and a voice began to fill the air that said “Fetch me their souls.” but unlike what the survivors were used to it was trailed by an unusually innocent sounding giggle and the voice who spoke didn't seem as menacing it was deep and operatic. The ponies all gasped saying “That was Sweetie Belle.” Dempsey said “So your friend is trapped in the aether with Sam then it seems. Oddly enough it does seem like Sam is a bit more docile than normal maybe its because your friend is keeping her cooled down.” just then the noise that usually accompanied teleportation started to repeat itself as large black flaming hounds began to appear from bursts of static discharge and started targeting the survivors and the ponies.
First it was one dog, then two then four then eight until the room was filled with them Twilight jumped up on the main pad and fired the DG-2 into the swarm electrifying the crowd and cutting down ten of them in a single shot before reloading her now empty clip. Rainbow dash and Scootaloo began laying into the swarm with trench gun fire and within what seemed like about 10 minutes the crowd was cleared and in their wake was a Max ammo. They all collectively reloaded their weapons and Rainbow Dash rushed through it before heading out toward B teleporter to grab some double tap root beer and then hit the box for a new gun to replace her type 100 which was quickly losing its use and she felt would be worthless to put through the pack a punch. On her way she stopped off in a room off to the side of the teleporter pad and activated another of the strange detached spines that she'd seen earlier when they were setting up the teleporter. The round counter on her HUD changed to round 15. She said to herself “I have a feeling those things'll do something cool if we activate them all. So I'll look around for the last one if we catch a break with the next wave. That gun that Twilight got from the box looks awesome I wonder what it'll be like upgraded. But first things first I should go and grab a weapon to replace this SMG because I’m not any worse for wear on ammo.” so she flew over to the box's current location and activated it. As it began its cycle she could hear the zombies starting to pile up at the window outside. She turned away from the box and began to unload clips of type 100 ammo into the swarm that was beginning to pile through onto the catwalk and as the box finished its cycle a large machine gun emerged as the selected weapon and she joyously replaced her type 100 with the new RPK she'd just been given by the box and decided to spin again to replace her trench gun.
The horde began to swarm en mass so she decided the best option would be to leave and hope she wasn't leaving a good weapon. She lifted off the ground struggling under the weight of her new gun as the pile began to rush toward her. She glanced back and heard Sweetie Belle's cackle again as a teddy bear emerged from the box and sent it to a new location. Suddenly a bolt of electricity went through the mob as Twilight stormed into the room firing shots of the DG-2 off and slaughtering every zombie in sight, although Rainbow Dash could tell she used her teleport magic as she quickly exhausted herself and had to take a few moments to gather herself. Because strangely enough her teleportation had a similar electrical effect as the teleporters which caused a majority of the zombies around her to die when she popped into the room. Rainbow Dash asked her what was going on and she explained that according to Dr Richtofen the Element 115 in the area was having an adverse effect on her teleport ability and was allowing her teleport to generate electrical discharge similar to that of the DG-2 she was carrying.
Rainbow Dash looked back at her and said “To say it in simple terms you Telefragged them.” Twilight looked back at her slightly confused wondering what the term meant. Rainbow Dash said “Well that’s a surprise I stumped the egg head. Telefrag is a gaming term that refers to when a character kills another character by spawning (or being generated onto the map [said in finger quotes]) in a location occupied by another entity friend or foe. Its a common convention of older First Person shooters that used that as a means to stop spawn camping.” Twilight smiled and said “Well that's something I didn't realize Rainbow, your into games and you call me a nerd.” as the blue rainbow maned pony began to blush red with Scootaloo and the Apple Sisters making their way into the room just in time to see.
The Apple sisters were armed with Bowie Knife enhanced ballistic knifes and upgraded Thompson SMG's which Dempsey had told them were nicknamed Gibs-A-Matics. The sun began to set in the sky and things began to settle down as the group gathered up near the starting terminal. At this point Twilight had gathered up 5000 points and still had her Juggernaut perk and while she was contemplating grabbing Speed Cola after a suggestion on its usefulness from Takeo she'd opted against it in favor of sending her DG-2 through the Pack A Punch to see if it would enhance the effect of her teleportation in terms of its splash damage. She inserted the weapon into the machine as it played a jingle which she'd caught the Apple Sisters singing along to on a few different occasions with gently ponified lyrics.
Friends, Neighbors, Fillies, Gentle Colts,
If your feeling underpowered,
I'll help you make amends.
Stick your weapon in the slot.
And let it change your luck.
There are few things in life that are guaranteed.
But I promise this won't buck.
Punch your hoof into the air.
And raise a rebel yell.
There's lots of baddies out there.
You need to send to hell.
With Pack A Punch I have a hunch.
Your problems will be gone.
And if you wind up on the ground
sing a country western song.
Pack-A-Punch (everybody!),
Pack-A-Punch (yee-haw!),
Pack-A-Punch,
Pack-A-Punch,
Pack-A-Punch (everybody!),
Pack-A-Punch,
Pack-A-Punch (yee-haw!),
Pack-A-Punch (WOOOOWOO!)”
After the gun came out it was gold plated and had a capacity of 10 shots per clip with 40 in reserve. She walked over and discussed things with Richtofen and he said “Well granting the situation with your teleportation I believe that amplifying your powers through the teleporter system may be enough combined with the power of the DG-3 you have on hand to get you back home although I may have to risk overloading the teleporter in order to do it and for what little I know about the system it could pose a risk of killing us all. Are you willing to chance it.” Twilight stood there brandishing the DG-3 at the arrogant German and said in response “You expect me to believe that line about you not knowing much in respect to the teleporter but I used a spell I picked up while I was studying in Canterlot over this past winter to translate the research notes that were around and they confirm to me that you know way more about this then your letting Dempsey and the others know. I can tell them everything you don't want them to hear so either make certain this works or I'll let them know every single detail.” after that Richtofen set to work modifying the teleporter mainframe to handle the task at hand.
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<p>Twilight and the gang investigate a meteor that crashed into Sweet Apple Acres orchard. When they arrive at the crash site a strange energy field latched on to Twilight's horn and activated her teleport magic beaming them to the world of Nazi Zombies.</p><br/><p>Just so as to avoid the obvious "This doesn't make sense in Equestria." comments i should add the idea that i'm imagining Equestria as we know it having a lot of geographically similar locations to those in our world since its already been implied in the show. Additionally the whole mention of WWII that i make having happened in Equestria could have happened just under different pretenses such as insane Luna loyalists sparking a rebellion to throw the world into war in the hopes of overthrowing Celestia. Or she may have been drained for an extended time after her banishing of Luna and had to spend an extended time absent of the world other than her duty of raising the sun and moon. </p><br/><p>During that time there could have been any number of wars waged over Luna and Celestia's actions.</p>
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Chapter 3
The Dead are calling via collect will you accept the charges?
Richtofen and Twilight worked late into the night trying to finish up the changes in the teleporter system by the following morning. As the sun began to rise Richtofen closed the circuit breaker box leading into the teleporter mainframe and began to program the teleporter for the return trip. The group gathered together on the pad and bid each other their adieu's with Dempsey shedding an uncharacteristic tear as he told Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo his parting message Scootaloo let out a slight “Eww.” as she saw Dempsey getting all mopy over it as Rainbow Dash simply thanked him for the complements and the time they shared confiding that she considered him to be even cooler than she perceived herself to be. Takeo and the Apple Sisters bid each other fair well over Appletinis made with some Sweet Apple Acres brand Apple Juice and some of Takeo's reserved sake.
Rarity and Nikolai shared a parting shot of vodka, initially she was a bit hesitant to drink it expecting it would be beneath her pedigree but Nikolai smiled warmly and said “Do not worry your pretty little head my pony friend. This is best vodka in all of Russia. I assure you of that I stole it from father of 3rdwife before we were married she was bitch about it the whole time. She was a spoiled lady like you but you have something she lacked humility.” he handed her a small flask and proposed a toast which she agreed to and quickly drank a nice solid swig before making her way to the platform. She started to toss the flask back to him but he smiled at her and said “It is yours now. Just don't let any zombies touch it!” she nodded obviously the slightest bit tipsy as this was the first time she'd drank anything stronger than Sweet Apple Acres brand Applejack brandy.
After that the ponies gathered on the platform and Richtofen made the final adjustments and activated the start up procedure. Just as the teleporter cycled on Twilight's horn began to glow brightly as her teleport magic began to react with the teleporter almost seeming like it would act like a guidance system. But as Richtofen put in the final adjustments to the terminal a large swarm of zombies rushed the platform in desperation Twilight fired her DG-3JZ and zapped the group of zombies but the lightening arched off the zombies hitting the mainframe behind them and overloading it which caused it to release a wave of energy that linked itself with Twilight's horn.
As the beam began to link with Twilight it arched off of it and began to link to the other ponies and then to the four survivors pulling them in over the teleporter pad as it finished its activation cycle. Within mere moments a brilliant flash of light washed over the room and when it faded the ponies and the survivors were gone.
Sometime later in Russia aboard the wreckage of the Russian military cruiser Rusulka,,,,
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A group of well known horror film actors namely Danny Trejo, Robert Englund, Sarah Micheal Geller and Micheal Rooker were busy shooting on set of a movie directed by the legendary George A Romero. But due to a freak accident that resulted in the disappearance of George after a zombie ran off with him they've been engorged in battle with the zombie hordes. Suddenly a bright flash of light comes over the group as they prepare for another day of fighting the seemingly unending hordes. When the light fades four of our equine heroines drop in on the group. After the group gathered themselves Robert looked over and said “So what are you doing here we're in the middle of a zombie massacre and multicolored ponies drop out of thin air like that. I’m sure my agent will have something to say about that.” Rainbow Dash said “Wait a second your Robert Englund, the original Freddy Kruger. I've watched all your movies...” within mere moments her further sentence was reduced to stammering of “Oh my gosh.” for several minutes before Applejack snapped her back to normal. Applejack looked up at Robert and said “Many apologies kind sir she tends to get like that around celebrities. As for why we're here I don't rightly know because this stuff is way over my head I’m sure if we can find my friend Twilight Sparkle she can explain things better than I ever could.” Danny looked over and saw that they were surprisingly well armed for being ponies.
The Apple sisters drew out their M1911's and reached up trying to reactivate their HUD's and when they kicked in they had been reset to how there were when they first got them meaning they lost their perks and equipment on the way. They both stood there and kicked at the snowy ground below them and snorted “Aw ponyfeathers.” each with a slightly discouraged look on their face. Sarah walked over and smiled saying “Don't worry girls you don't need big guns to solve problems..” but before she finished a bunch of sparks and bubbles began to rise from the surface as Zombie George Romero began to rise from the lake and Micheal finished her sentence saying “They may not solve problems but they sure as shit save lives!” as the zombies began to spawn in from the ground around them. Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo began to charge in but the Apple Sisters grabbed them by the tails and pulled them back.
Scootaloo's pistol slipped from her hoof and when she went to fix her grip on it she accidentally fired it while it was aimed at George. The larger than life zombie director looked around slightly startled and let out a loud roar that caused the entire area to rumble and all the zombies to begin emerging faster. Micheal said “Sorry for not mentioning that before now ladies, zombie George over there doesn't care for being shot at and when the bullets start flying his way he gets a little snippy.” but before he could continue the zombies began to horde up around them and so the intrepid group of zombie slayers set to work dealing with the undead masses.
Meanwhile elsewhere in the immediate area, just up a side road blocked by an abandoned lifeboat from the frozen ship. In a dark room in the first subbasement of the light house a teleporter can be heard fading in from behind a large metal door as Rarity and Twilight hit the hard ground coming out of the teleport they glace around the room Twilight using her horn to illuminate the room with a light spell. As the room fills with dim light they see Dempsey, Richtofen, Nikolai and the others but they look somewhat different than before. Their clothing was torn and ragged their faces splattered with blood as though they'd been fighting for years. Dempsey said “Ugh why do I feel so woozy, stupid Gersh he sent us on a wild goose chase for nothing. Oh hey Twilight nice seeing you again after the incident back at Der Riese.” Twilight shook her head saying “Gersh who's he? And why do you look so beat up its only been maybe 15 minutes since we teleported out from that factory.” Richtofen replied saying “Not exactly you see I think what happened was when the teleporter malfunctioned back at the factory we got split up from you and were sent to another MDT location in Germany about 20 years after our last encounter and then from there we wound up in a Soviet space base in the 1970s. Now we're somewhere else and back together as a group for some unknown reason. My guess is we didn't exactly get split up so much as the idea of Dempsey, myself and the others were meant to come here in a different way or by a different means but due to your presence here something caused the MDT to split our party between two planes of existence the one which would have came here by the process I mentioned and the ones you knew as the event involving your land never happened in the original interpretation of our universe. So there must be other forces at work in this world.” Twilight thought to herself for a few moments before resolving that at the moment the best they could do is wait for someone to get the power on and see if they can get the teleporter functional in the hopes of getting back to Ponyville.
Back outside the others were busy building up the points needed to get up to the power room. According to their HUD the Apple Sisters had a nice lead after spending the first round fighting the zombies with melee attacks and the subsequent rounds firing shots from their pistol into them and then using a melee attack to finish. Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo were somewhat slower to gain points as they decided to spend their points to open the way over toward the light house to open the way to a sub-machine gun Sarah and the others had mentioned. Of the celebrity ensemble cast Sarah and Robert were tied at roughly 2000 points, while Danny was sitting on roughly 400 after opening the way to the ship and Micheal was sitting on 1200 after having bought an M14 rifle and an Olympia shotgun and having lost points from going down a few times.
Once the group had filed on to the boat they noticed the foggy weather starting to subside so they made use of it and quickly made their way up to the power room with Applejack buying away the debris on the staircase leading up to the second floor of the ship and then Apple bloom buying her way into the power switch in the pilot room of the ship. As the lights activated the group began to make their way out to the back of the ship toward another section of the immense ship that had apparently been split in two by the force of the ice crushing against its hull. Once the group had all safely made it across to the other half of the ship Sarah scouted the skies and spotted the box's light radiating from the back of the ship. Applejack quickly checked her score counter to see if she'd be able to afford to buy Juggernog and a new gun to replace her saggy old M14 which seemed to be too slow to use effectively against the zombies.
The HUD display refreshed itself and pulled up the score card and it looked roughly like this...
Applejack 3000
Apple Bloom 2550
Rainbow Dash 2000
Scootaloo 3000
Robert 2000
Sarah 2500
Micheal 1750
Danny 3000
Applejack smiled lightly and said “While I won't have enough right away I should by the end of the next wave. So she quickly spent 1000 points opening a door over to the box and then quickly sprinted back to the box. When she arrived she immediately forced the box open and as the weapons cycled she watched her back with Apple bloom watching from the side. When it stopped it landed on a strange looking rifle her first reaction was “Gah another blasted rifle. I’m guessing Ol Granny Smith back home wants me to get my share of practice with these things in case I have to go out toward Appaloosa again.” she pulled the weapon from the glowing pillar of light and inserted her M14 in its place. She took it out and looked it over for a brief moment before aiming down the rather strange looking scope and firing a a shot at a zombie down the way toward the MP40 that Sarah and Robert pointed out earlier. The gun fired something that sounded like a blow dart rather than a bullet. It made a solid hit in its target but didn't kill it. Applejack kicked the ground and said “Aw Horseapples.” as the gun seemed to be fairly useless but then after a few seconds she heard a strange beeping noise and seconds later the zombie exploded taking a group of its kind with it. Danny smirked and said “I'm guessing you've never seen anything like that around where you live. Its called the Scavenger it fires explosive tipped dart rounds and is quite effective for clearing crowds so I'd suggest you hold onto your ammo for it until you need it. Until then go buy an MP40 to replace that piece of shit pistol.” she nodded and made her way back up toward where they came in at while Sarah made her way back and tried her hand at the box having already bought an MP40 and was merely wanting a nice back up weapon.
She opened the box and allowed the guns to cycle as before, when the cycle stopped she smiled and said “Well its time for a little Jesus action.” as she pulled out the V-R11 humanizer. Danny and Apple Bloom congratulated her. After that the group made their way toward Juggernog and decided to hold up there until they could all get a chance to buy it before heading over to the light house. Once the crew geared up with a fresh stock of ammo after point farming for Juggernaut Rainbow dash carpet bombed a group of zombies with grenades and made some crawlers so they could have an easier time maneuvering the battlefield. Danny, Robert and the Apple Sisters ran up the route Rainbow dash opened earlier for her MP5k and made their way up to the top level of the light house to get a better observation point of their surroundings while Dash, Scootaloo, Sarah and Micheal headed down stairs toward the lower levels. As they did they ran across a perk a cola machine that looked different than the ones that the ponies had seen in the factory. Micheal explained that the new machine's drink allowed the person who consumed it to resist splash damage from explosives and deal a splash radius explosion after diving to the ground in a prone stance from a high spot. Rainbow dash being the natural flier she was decided it wouldn't be a half bad idea to take advantage of something like that especially if she set up for the dive out of one of her patented Sonic Rainbooms. She bought the drink and chugged it down grudgingly at first as she didn't much care for the taste of prunes but the strong taste of prune faded so something more in line with grape juice after so she came to cope with it.
After that they made their way down a set of stairs into a rather disjointed looking room with a large metal vault door in one of the walls. Rainbow hit the door with her knife and then a familiar voice began speaking “Is someone out there?.” Rainbow Dash knew that gruff voice any where. She quickly replied saying “Dempsey is that you?” the voice replied “Well if it isn't Rainbow dash back to party with the best zombie slaying bad ass this side of where ever the hell we are.” Rainbow smiled and said “I take it that that dumb teleporter malfunctioned again and split us up.” another voice chimed in saying “Yep that's the simple explanation.” Rainbow instantly realized it was Twilight's voice and said “So your stuck there as well. In that case we'll see what we can do to get you guys out.” then Richtofen spoke up saying “The first thing we need to do is get the power on. Here is a lever maybe this will do.” as he felt around in the dark room his hand landing on what felt like a lever. Then a shrill yell and a crack “Ow that was my horn you scatterbrained scientist now I’ll have to get it filed again because if I don't it won't grow back evenly. Oh Rainbow Dash your out there.. have you heard any word on Sweetie Belle's whereabouts I'd feel horrid if anything happened to her she may get on my nerves at times but she's still my little sister. Plus I do enjoy her singing when the mood strikes me its actually quite relaxing. But I digress do hurry and find a way for us to get out of here.” Richtofen resumed his ramblings “There should be a fuse lying around out there somewhere that should be enough to shed some light on the situation.” thus the group began searching around for the missing fuse.
A few minutes later they found the fuse laying on a desk upstairs and quickly placed it in the empty fuse box slot as the sounds of electronic equipment activating began to fill the room. Twilight began to look around and saw a large panel with a bunch of random buttons on it. She was intrigued by what the panel could have to do with the equipment but before she could do anything Nikolai walked over and pressed on of the buttons activating a series of shields across the room that domed them in an separated them. Rarity said “Well at least this will keep Mr. Grabby hands at bay for a while.” as she glared at Richtofen who made no apologies for breaking her horn. Richtofen chimed in saying “From the look of things this must be some self defense system you'll have to deactivate the power generators that are around the facility. Based on what I can see from the drawings in here they look like large box shaped generators with glass domes on them a concussive blast should be enough to disable them.
Rainbow Dash looked around and saw a device matching the description and tossed a grenade into the opening in the dome and flew upstairs to avoid the blast. When it exploded the light shut off and inside the room the barrier around Twilight disappeared. She called out and said “That was one of them. Now just track down the rest from what I can see they'll all have blinking red lights on them to indicate their rough positioning.” with that directive the group spent the next few waves searching for the generators Applejack managed to snipe a few of them with her Scavenger and Sarah got the last with a well placed Semtex grenade. Once they finished that they made their way back to the room and knocked on the door to signal the group inside that they were back again. The only one they could get a response from was Richtofen as the others had intoxicated themselves with the vodka that Rarity had received from Nikolai during their previous encounter. Richtofen replied saying “The next thing we'll need you to do is go to the pilot house of the ship and set the control levers to a specific set of positions but I don't know the exact details. I believe I hear the light from the pilot house letting off a ping like its trying to synchronize itself with something via sonar that may give you a clue.” after that they made their way up to the pilot house and began to watch the light as it bounced from the lamps on the pilot house out to its destination. As they watched it Rainbow dash noticed a pattern in the blinks and beeps. She thought to herself “That's Mores code I remember our instructors at the flight school teaching us about it and how it was used to communicate in the olden times before the more modern communication systems were developed.” she made her way over to the panel and began to move the first lever on the left to the first position down from where it started, she ignored the middle lever and pulled the third to its fully open position. After that the light beam turned solid green and directed itself toward the light house.
As they made their way back to the room Danny asked her “How did you know what to do?” she smirked and said “Back in flight school they forced us to memorize audio sequenced mores code handbooks in case we had to fly and couldn't use our normal communication lines.” Applejack smirked a little and said “Mores code like what Braeburn used to send me that letter one time during that nasty winter spell in Appaloosa and the mail service was down so they had to send their mail by those weird wire things.” Rainbow dash landed grinning from ear to ear for a moment before taking on a facial expression that made her look kinda bored at the occasion as she delivered a flat “Eeeyup.” in a tone familiar to the Apple sisters as it was her poking fun at their elder brother Big McIntosh.
Applejack stood there and lowered her hat her eyes looking more frustrated than happy at Rainbow dash's obvious joke. She spun around and kicked Rainbow dash out off the guard railing and into the freezing lake below. Apple bloom laughed a little as Rainbow dash flew back up her wings covered in icicles from the frigid water. Rainbow responded saying “Hey what was that for?” with a cross tone to her voice. Applejack replied saying “No pony and I mean no pony makes fun of Big McIntosh in front of me!” Sarah stepped in between them to prevent a fight from breaking out as Apple bloom said “Come on big sis she was just trying to lighten the mood I thought it was kinda funny myself.” Applejack backed away nodding and beginning to chuckle as she realized it was just the stress starting to get to her. She looked over at Rainbow Dash and said “I guess I can let this slide but try and be a little more respectful of your elders if you don't mind.” Rainbow Dash nodded in agreement and they continued their way back down to the room. Danny knifed the door to draw their attention and Twilight said “From the look of things that did something the light house has this weird green light coming down from the top of it now.” as she looked at a video from the outside of the room overlooking the landscape.
Richtofen said “Now all we need is the golden rod. Its a special conduit that I developed that is meant to amplify the MDT and greatly increase its functionality. But I misplaced it and haven't the slightest clue where it went. It may have to do with the green light see if you can find a way to retrieve it and bring it back here.” the group agreed to the final leg of the chase and set off. Meanwhile in the room Twilight confronted Dr Richtofen about his strange knowledge of what was going on. She said “So Doctor Richtofen..” he smirked and said “Call me Edward, I care little for formal titles.” she continued “Edward, I can tell you know more about this than your letting on. The teleporters, the golden rod, Element 115 all of it you had your hands in this the whole time and your keeping it secret from Dempsey and the others. Its as if your using them..” before she could finish he turned around and said “My own personal test subjects.” a demented grin crossing his face.
She looked at him awe struck by how sadistic someone would have to be to resort to such things. He continued saying “Yes ever since I joined Group 935 I knew my genius would come to face some of the greatest tests ever to face man kind. The reports from the father land about the incident at the asylum and later from our allies in Japan which led to my relocation to the swamp facility at the Shi No Numa site and further to my eventual work along side the fool Ludwig Maxis. The ignorant fool thought he could control the zombie masses he created by his messing with the powers of the element the government bureaucrats back in Berlin thought his research would lead to the creation of weapons that could finally win the war against the allies. I knew Maxis had no interest in serving his benefactors he was simply using them for resources to power his own schemes. When he saw the teleporter experiments were causing the zombies he decided to attempt to brain wash them. First he tried with freshly turned subjects as your meddling rainbow haired friend already knows. She activated one of the recordings that Maxis left around the factory as an audio journal. After our encounter when our group was split, the side of me that continued into the future found out that Maxis later attempted to use subliminal thought implantation in a theater as a means of controlling them. When that failed he allied himself with some scientists who went to work for the Russians during the cold war. One of his team a man named Gersh found a copy of my research information and began to experiment with Element 115 which drew Sam to attack the soviet space facility we were led to. After freeing Gersh we were sent here and those fools outside aided us in getting out of this annoying vault and getting to that zombie infested jungle where I discovered this.” as he pulled out a large energy charged stone that looked like the element 115 batteries from the ray gun except larger and in the shape of a polished orb like jewel.
What is it?” Twilight asked both curious and expecting the only way to satiate the mad man's rambling would be to give him a reason to continue. He continued his voice now starting to tilt upward in an increasingly crazed tone saying “This is referred to as the Focus Stone. Its an ancient artifact which is believed to be the purest form of the element known to man combined with the golden rod they become a powerful means of altering time and space. I already have both, but the more of them I have the more powerful I can become. Thanks to the effects of the raw unrefined element contained within the perk a cola drinks the others of my traveling party are unaware of my using the focus stone to warp us back to the factory to re-initiate the events that lead me to acquiring these artifacts.” then Twilight looked at him and said “But then we came along and through things out of whack by our being here and changing the events for this loop.” the mad doctor began to cackle as he said “In some ways yes but in others no because with me already having the focus stone and the golden rod I was able to willingly force the events that occurred in the previous loop to repeat just amending for your unexpected presence here.” she stood there partly awe struck and partly brimming with rage as she replied saying “How could you do such a thing. You told me you were trying to help us get back to our home..” as she spoke her eyes began to fill with depressed tears as the realization that they may never get home unless they bow to the will of this mad man. “You are a sick disgusting person you have no right to be considered with the likes of Dempsey and Takeo and Nikolai as humans you are a twisted demented being that lost his humanity long before now if you even had any.” suddenly her horn began to react to the stone and the golden rod.
As the energy began to feed between them the objects were drawn to Twilight and began to orbit around her for several moments before melding into her in a similar fashion to what happened when she awoke her Element of Harmony during the fight with Nightmare Moon. Moments later several more golden rods came out from Richtofen's coat revealing this wasn't the first time he'd preformed the loop. As they floated over and bonded into Twilight she counted eight of them and they were followed by six focus stones which told her he was gathering them for some reason. She stared him in the eye her's brimming with light from the energy that was coursing through her body as she asked him “What is your purpose in doing this.” the now almost fearful looking scientist said “My reasons are mine to keep to myself. But if you want any chance of getting home you'll calm down and abstain from using the power you just absorbed to kill since I know how the focus stones are meant to interact with the gold rods and how to use them to create portals between worlds. You see without the focus stones the raw power of the golden rods is uncontrolled and runs wild. With it in that state a proper portal can't be made but with the focus stones they become controlled and directed and when they are brought together with a sufficient energy source they can bridge the gap between worlds. In my case my reasons for gathering them is to create a portal to a world in which the this zombie outbreak never occurred and to sell my research to who ever will take it at the highest bid then to sit back and use the wealth I would gain to plunge the world into war as I watch over it and take in those wishing to be absolved of their pain only to bring them more.” the sadistic grin from their earlier tract returned and at that point the power subsided and Twilight agreed grudgingly to deal with him until they could acquire the last focus stone because as he was ranting she estimated that with one focus stone and golden rod for each of them they would be able to return to Ponyville and put this behind them.
Elsewhere in the lighthouse the group of zombie slayers were busy trying to figure out what the strange green light meant. As Sarah and Applejack herded the zombies around the bottom floor of the light house Sarah used her VR-11 to return one of the zombies to its human form. As it wandered around the room trying to get away from the zombies it began to get sucked into the beam of light. Applejack quickly shot at it with her Scavenger knowing there was a swarm working its way down the spiral stair case so the explosion would take them out as well. When the humanized zombie exploded the crowd was taken out and after a few moments Applejack noticed something strange a golden rod began to float down from the top of the room. They quickly cleared out the rest of the wave and grabbed the rod expecting that if anything that was the one Richtofen was likely referring to earlier. Sarah grabbed it and began to make her way along side Applejack back up to the room. As they made their way up the stairs Applejack said “That VR-11 is unlike any gun I've seen it can turn zombies into humans, I wonder what it does when you zap another person with it.” Sarah said “From my experience with it, the ray it shoots off when it hits a living being like one of us we get super strong and it seems to make the zombies ignore us for a while until it wears off. Although we haven't tried it on any of you guys yet cause we've never had the chance. Would you like to try it out?” Applejack was surprised by the description and figured if it was that useful why shouldn't she give it a spin. She nodded in agreement and Sarah stood back a few steps away from her and fired the weapon.
As the beam hit her it seemed like it was having the same effect Sarah described but then she felt something weird starting to happen. She was growing, within mere moments she was roughly as long as Sarah was tall and then her body began to change shape her front legs began to trim down and taper away forming hands where her hooves were. Likewise her upper body began to reshape itself taking on a similar configuration to Sarah's body with her lower body following suit. Within mere moments she'd taken a fully human form although her skin was still coated in full fur so her new body elements were disguised. As she sat there her roughly shaped human body began to mold itself in more detail adding subtle curves in places similar to where they resided on Sarah's frame. Before long she had a fairly well developed figure and her cutie mark had shrunk to become a tattoo on her butt. Then her fur began to fade away changing form as well the fur over the top half of her body took the form of a cropped off T-shirt with a bra underneath.
Once the transformation had finished, where a pony once had stood now stood a rather attractive looking southern belle wearing little more than the aforementioned T-shirt and a cut off pair of blue jean shorts. She stood there for a moment looking at herself before immediately clutching her body for warmth as she caught a draft of the cold air outside. Sarah smiled and said “Its nice to have someone along who can empathize with me. When I get back to California I’m giving my agent a nice kick to the head for booking me to show up here dressed like this.” the girls laughed for a little bit before Apple Bloom and Rainbow Dash walked in having noticed the green light had dimmed out. Rainbow dash looked up and said “Who's this? I don't remember there being any other human girls along in this group.” Apple bloom reached over and punched Rainbow Dash in the head saying “That's my big sister Applejack. Land sakes what happened to you sis. Your a human now.” she smiled and blushed surprised at the happy reaction her sister gave saying “Yeah Sarah here used that VR-11 gun on me to see what would happen to me and that’s about it. To be quite honest I don't look to bad do I by human standards I mean.” Sarah nodded and said “Yeah you'd be quite the looker in most situations. Plus guys tend to like the cute southern girl type.” Rainbow Dash crossed her front arms angrily and said “If she's attractive I could only imagine how someone as awesome as me would turn out.” without hesitation Sarah zapped her with the gun and as with Applejack she transformed into a human.
Although her finished appearance was lacking in certain qualities. While she retained her wings she actual body shape was rather flat. Sarah said “Well that kinda makes sense your body type fits with you being rather athletic and its the same build that a lot of track runners have and the most practical for flying and moving at high speeds although it tends to be considered mildly less attractive then the more hour glass style build that Applejack has. Apple bloom began to snicker as Scootaloo burst out into laughter at the idea that Rainbow dash wouldn't be as attractive to guys as Applejack. But before they could delay things any longer Sarah urged them to continue back to the room and return with the golden rod.
Once they filed back up to the room and gave them the golden rod Richtofen thanked them for their assistance and bid them farewell as the teleporter started to activate. Then the door blew open and sucked the Apple Sisters, Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo into the room as the door slammed behind them and they were transported to MDT's next programed destination.
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<p>Twilight and the gang investigate a meteor that crashed into Sweet Apple Acres orchard. When they arrive at the crash site a strange energy field latched on to Twilight's horn and activated her teleport magic beaming them to the world of Nazi Zombies.</p><br/><p>Just so as to avoid the obvious "This doesn't make sense in Equestria." comments i should add the idea that i'm imagining Equestria as we know it having a lot of geographically similar locations to those in our world since its already been implied in the show. Additionally the whole mention of WWII that i make having happened in Equestria could have happened just under different pretenses such as insane Luna loyalists sparking a rebellion to throw the world into war in the hopes of overthrowing Celestia. Or she may have been drained for an extended time after her banishing of Luna and had to spend an extended time absent of the world other than her duty of raising the sun and moon. </p><br/><p>During that time there could have been any number of wars waged over Luna and Celestia's actions.</p>
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Chapter 4
Welcome to the Jungle
When they arrived the group gathered themselves and began to prep for their last little adventure together. As Dempsey shook off the cobwebs he noticed Rainbow Dash and Applejack standing there in human form. He said “So we finally got around to seeing my wish fulfilled we finally switched that crazy Nazi bastard out for not one but two hot chicks this must really be paradise!” Rainbow dash walked over and said “You do realize its just me and Applejack.” he nodded calmly offhandedly satisfied with the view. She smiled and said “So which one of us looks better.” He sat there for a few moments deliberating on it as Twilight sparkle interjected and said “This is no time for a beauty contest for one. For two how the hell did that happen to you.” Applejack explained about the VR-11 and then walked over to Dempsey to let him examine her a little closer but before he could really start to look her over she began to revert to her original form. When she returned to normal she walked over to a nearby tree and began to mumble obscenities at the expense of how short lived it was. In short order Rainbow dash reverted as well.
Dempsey said “From what I could tell I'd have to say I prefer Ms Applejack because she seems like the kinda girl I could take home to mom, if I ever got home. And still be able to have my parents enjoy her company. Rainbow on the other hand seemed like more the type to be a college frat girl who I could party with all night but probably not be able to settle into a relationship with.” as Nikolai gathered his faculties along with Takeo they echoed his sentiment and conferred that Applejack was the more likable of the two across the board.
After that Twilight did a quick head count to find out how many of the ponies were in attendance and to her surprise they were all there including Sweetie belle who had fallen unconscious next to Rarity. Twilight let out a sight of relief as she realized they may be close to being free of this mess all they had left to do was acquire the last focus stone from the temple and then to use the power she acquired from them to take them back to Ponyville in hopes of destroying so that there wouldn't be a chance of it falling into the wrong hands.
Once again they found themselves stripped of their gear but at least one thing seemed to stand out Richtofen was strangely absent. Dempsey and Twilight began to suspect something was amiss and decided the first thing they would need to do is find the focus stone before Richtofen could manage to fulfill what ever intentions he had. Rainbow dash made her way over to Twilight and said “Hmm I just thought of something it seems like you guys would have a hard time navigating the jungle as you are. So I was thinking why not try and replicate the effects of that VR-11 with your magic that way we'd probably have an easier way passing through.” Twilight said “I guess I could try. You and Applejack will need to come over here so I can use my magic to scan you for residual traces of the energy that caused the transformation so I can attempt to copy the effect.” they made their way over and Twilight began to focus on copying the effect. As she did her horn began to glow and eventually started to release a beam that began to scan the ponies and when it had finished she smiled and began to draw her magic through the gold rods and focus stones she'd acquired from Richtofen to amplify her power.
After what seemed like about an hour of intense focus she asked the ponies to gather around her so she wouldn't have to overextend the radius of the spell. They followed her request and as she released the magical wave the group instantly transformed into human forms, Rainbow and Twilight taking the same appearance they had previously and Rarity taking the form of a rather extravagant looking fashion model while the Cutie Mark Crusaders took similar appearances to their elder counterparts with Apple bloom coming out looking like a roughly teenaged version of Applejack who was in roughly adult proportions. Likewise Sweetie Belle came out looking like a teenaged equivalence to her big sister except dressed more like an average high school student than a model. The only exception was Scootaloo as she came out looking like a teenager wearing an outfit similar to the costume she'd came up with when the group was preforming at the talent show a few months earlier.
When the light from the spell casting died down it revealed that Twilight retained her pony form. Applejack walked over to her and just looking at her she could tell Twilight was exhausted from over using her magic. So she and Applebloom set to building her a lean to shelter to rest in while they made their way toward the temple and attempted to get the focus stone before Richtofen. As they made their way off Dempsey commented that “If I remember right most of the process we used the last time we were here should be just the same this time around.” Rainbow Dash said “Wait a second you remember being here, I thought Richtofen was taking advantage of the Element 115 in the Perk A Cola drinks to continually wipe your short term memory.” Takeo responded saying “Well I believe the main reason why we are retaining our memories better than usual amounts to our bodies developing a tolerance to the memory wipe and the idea that due to this time loop business Richtofen has us stuck in our memory retention is increased due to the idea of Deja Vu.” Applejack said “So in short by continually reliving the same events over and over your able to remember exactly what happens between loops, but your acting like your memory is still getting wiped to keep Richtofen's defenses lowered. That’s pretty smart of you.” Rainbow dash cracked a grin and said “Speaking of smart no offense but you seem like you've been reading Twilight's text books all that “Fancy language” your throwing around.” obviously poking fun at a comment she remembered hearing Applejack make to Big McIntosh after he made mention of how many trees she would have to handle apple bucking all on her own during this past springs apple buck season. She immediately tapped Rainbow dash on the shoulder and the spun back around whipping her leg out and round house kicking Rainbow Dash into a near by tree.
She smirked and said “Still strong as ever these legs can kick hard as ever even as dainty as they look they still pack a punch. Pardon the pun.” the group regathered themselves and began working out the puzzle that opened the way to the focus stone. First they had to activate the eclipse by pressing in on four skull shaped plates which caused a time warp to occur and started the process. Then Dempsey lead one group to a series of tiles in the floor on one side of long bridge Takeo lead the Apple Sisters to another one next to the Revive soda machine and Nikolai lead Rarity and Sweetie Belle over to one a group near the location where the MPL sub-machine gun buy point was. The three group leaders pulled out radios and explained that this step required them to call out to each other sequentially which symbol shows up on each tile and then have the next person find a tile with the matching symbol and stand on it. Once all the tiles were matched they would be contacted by the voices that guided them the last time to hear the next step.
The group quickly worked through the matching puzzle after delaying a wave by Rainbow dash making a crawler and leading it around the exterior of the area. Once they finished a matched golden rod/focus stone pair appeared from the boulder where the MPL buy point was. Then Takeo quickly lead his group down to the water slide and had them stand on a pressure plate while directing Dempsey's group to the switch that corresponded to the pressure plate at the bottom of the slide. After that Takeo took the Apple sisters to find the mystery box in the hopes of finding the equipment needed to complete the next part of their task. Upon finding the box the group holds out for a few rounds taking turns with the box between swarms. After a few tries Apple Bloom acquires a strange gun that had intricate dragon engravings on it and weird organic looking frills down the side which her HUD identified as the 31-79 JGb215 which Takeo simplified to calling the shrink ray. Apple bloom thought about it for a few moments and then turned around and fired it at her sister causing her to shrink to roughly the same size she was while she was under the effect of the Poison Joke plant they ran into outside Zecora's house the first time they were there. She quickly picked up her shrunken elder sister and said “Well looks like I’m the big sister again for once.” grinning from ear to ear as Applejack began to kick and scream obviously angry at her sister's joke. She shouted “Apple Bloom how dare you do that to your big sister I'll make sure to tell Big McIntosh on you when we get back!” but before she could continue any further into her angered rant Apple bloom dropped her down into the front of her shirt for holding purposes.
Takeo said “That was rather mean to do to ones sister.” Apple Bloom replied saying “My only reason for doing it was because everypony always compares me to Applejack and I hate it. I know its not her fault but all the other fillies at school treat me badly because I was the last in my class to get a cutie mark.” as she lowered her jeans a little to show of the cutie mark she had shown off earlier but Takeo didn't get a clear view of due to his position when the group beamed in. :Plus the colts always ogle Applejack when she's not looking and they act like I’m not where near as attractive as she is even though I know the girls in the Apple Family have always had a history of being well known for their looks. But just like with my cutie mark I was a bit of a late bloomer as you can see.” she paused and let Takeo look her over. The soldier smiled and said “You don't realize this now but looks aren't all that make one attractive. You see there is a proverb that says “Those who seek beauty without restraint may lose themselves to their obsession and become ugly to those who would find them the most attractive.” it basically means that if you try too hard to make yourself beautiful your fixation on it will make you seem ugly to those who know your true beauty.” she stepped back and thought for a few moments on the words that Takeo gave her and said”Your right. I shouldn't be jealous of my sister because there may be somepony who will see me for who I am and come to like me. I've just gotta take my time.” she looked down and saw her sister trying to scale the inside of her shirt and smiled before reaching down and grabbing her.
She set Applejack on her shoulder and said “I'm sorry sis I didn't mean to do that I was just so frustrated by everything I go through back home I figured i'd take advantage of this and finally get some recognition for how cute I looked.” Applejack smiled and said “Apple Bloom don't worry your little head one bit about it. I always had a feeling you felt like this but I never wanted to say anything about it because I thought it would just upset you. I’m sorry.” as she walked across Apple bloom's shoulder and gave her a hug around the side of her neck.
After that the pair followed Takeo to the location of the gem they needed for the next step. Apple Bloom dislodged it from its resting place with a grenade and quickly shrunk it as it rolled into the water slide and then followed a path to its resting above one of the water spout launchers. Once they'd finished that step the group they went to where the pressure plate was where Takeo noted the presence of a gas pipe and a crank to increase the pressure. So they quickly turned the handle and build the pressure inside the pipes to the maximum the near by gauge could read and almost immediately they noticed the pipes began to leach gas into the air. Takeo called Dempsey on his radio and checked to see if they'd encountered a Napalm Zombie yet and while Dempsey, Scootaloo and Dash hadn't encountered one. Takeo soon received a call from Nikolai saying that he had one in pursuit. Takeo directed him to bring the zombie down through the tunnels making sure it ignited the fumes leaking from the pipes around them.
Just then the time warp period ended and returned everything to the present, and as a beneficial side effect reverting Applejack to her regular size. She offered to run and help Dempsey and the other two activate the eclipse again while Takeo watched over Apple Bloom. Once the eclipse was active again Takeo turned the handle again and the pipes began to leak once more as he instructed Nikolai to lead the zombie through while he took Apple Bloom to continue on with the next step. As Nikolai, Rarity and Sweetie Belle walked the zombie through the tunnel systems Rarity noticed her sister was humming a tune under her breath. When they got far enough away from the napalm zombie not to draw its attention Rarity pulled Sweetie Belle aside and asked her about it and she said “Oh that song was the song the little girl I was with liked to sing its actually a bit more hard rock then I’d like but I’m sure of Scootaloo heard it she'd enjoy it as she began to hum the base line of the intro before she started to break into singing as the walked.
No one can see me and
I've lost all feeling.
And I know I won't die alone.
I'll stop you from breathing.
And all your deceiving and
this house is not my home!
(No)
More forgiveness
And the reason
is I know I won't die alone
(I have returned)
Everyone dies,
and everyone lies.
They're waiting for the second coming again,
Everyone tries to hold onto their lives
When no one's alive
(Bring me 115)
as Rarity listened to her sister sing she could tell there was a hidden message in the lyrics the girl was trapped and was fighting for her sanity. She also noticed that the way her sister sung it changed at certain points as though there were meant to be different voices singing at those junctures one being a representation of the girl's remaining innocence and the other being an almost demonic entity representing her inner demons and her urge to get revenge on who ever was responsible for what ever wrongs had befallen her.
Sweetie Belle smiled and said “Sam taught me a few songs. If you want to I can give you and the other girls a performance of them once we get back to Ponyville. I think you'll like a few of them because while they seem dark and dreary you can tell she still is trying to keep ahold of herself and has no desire to follow through with this but her other side is forcing her.” Rarity nodded slightly intrigued by the notion of hearing the songs now that she'd gotten a glimpse of them.
Once Nikolai had finished leading the fire spitting zombie through the tunnels along the line of the pipes Takeo pulled the lever next to the valve and triggered the next step in the puzzle. He quickly radioed Dempsey and told him to head over to the tunnel near the MP5k buy point and make sure that one of their group had the Punjabi spike clay more mines. As Dempsey lead Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo to their destination Rainbow pulled out her spikemores and followed Dempesy's directions on where to plant them along the wall while Scootaloo lead a group of crawlers from earlier in the wave through it. Once the holes in the wall were plugged by the spikes Dempsey walked over to a small outcropping of rocks and pressed on a stone panel that caused a surge of water to fill the room on the other side of the wall.
When the room had filled they noticed that the time distortion had reset itself and they were back in the present. After taking a trip back to the starting room to regroup they activated the eclipse again and as they made their way out they noticed there were strange panels on the wall with glowing symbols just as the ones from before. The group split into three and began to work the puzzle of the tiles as they did before. As Takeo and the Apple Sisters made their way out toward their designated area Applejack stopped by to check on Twilight. She cautiously made her way up to the lean to surprised to see it was fairly undamaged for how long it had been there she guessed that it was because the zombies must have taken it to be an existing structure and left it alone. Apple Bloom poked her head into the door and was surprised to see where they had left their purple unicorn friend now sat a spry looking if not slightly geeky human in a lavender outfit consisting of a skirt and something resembling a boarding school uniform. She smiled and said “Well surprised to see me like this. During the last eclipse cycle the focus stones that bound themselves to me activated and gave me a surge of power that transformed me without even having to draw on my magic.” she stood up and clenched her fist obviously frustrated at Richtofen's actions Apple Bloom could tell that she was bound and determined to stop the mad man from fulfilling his goals.
She politely asked Takeo for his radio and asked the group to regroup at the lean to so that way she could preform a special spell. So while Nikolai and his group were fairly willing to come back to base she could tell from the exasperated tone on the radio that Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo couldn't care less but grudgingly agreed to come after Dempsey mentioned the idea that he suspected it had something to do with the Focus Stones Twilight was carrying inside her. When the group had gathered Twilight brushed her hair back revealing her unicorn horn which she was able to manipulate while in that form. She said “Girls there's something I need to do before we continue with this knowing that Richtofen is just waiting for us to finish completing this puzzle I need to divide up the focus stones and golden rods I already have that way you don't have to go out of your way to worry about protecting me.” then her horn began to glow and like wise her body began to follow suit. It began to tremble as the focus stones energy interacted with her magic. Her new human form began to expand taking what Dempsey described as being that of a pregnant woman on the verge of giving birth. One at a time the focus stones and golden rods began to extract themselves from her body floating out into a circular group and placing themselves in front of each of the other ponies. She instructed each of them to take one and without question the group followed their leader's direction with the orbs belonging to Rainbow Dash, Applejack and Rarity beginning to blink in and out between their normal appearance and that of their respective Element of Harmony before merging into their bodies. The only one of them who didn't receive one was Sweetie Belle and when she asked Twilight about it she explained that they were lacking the last of the focus stones needed to take the group back home as that one would have gone to Sweetie Belle.
As for the younger ponies the stones just merged into them directly, after that Twilight returned to the original humanized form she had taken and asked where they were in the puzzle and asked if they were in need of an extra set of hands. Takeo handed her a spare M1911 pistol and an MP5k and said “Any help we can get will be greatly appreciated by our group as well as yours.” after that the group set out and began to work the next step of the puzzle this time it revolved around matching symbols on tiles placed on the walls at different points in the map similar to the earlier procedure with the tiles on the ground. They quickly blazed through that step and continued on to the next one which required the to turn the dials on the walls of the mud pit temple to a specific series of symbols. The first near the far end of the temple facing roughly Northwest of where they started to a symbol that resembled the number 16 then across from that was another one that needed to be turned to a symbol with a single dot that counted as one. Then on the wall directly facing spawn they turned the dial to a symbol that had three dots and finally the last one to a symbol with 4 dots.
Once that finished Dempsey commented “The next step involves using the shrink ray to get a pack of dynamite. So who here has the shrink ray.” Apple Bloom smiled and raised her hand pulling the gun out from a pack. Dempsey offered to lead her to the location where they needed to be stationed to get the dynamite while he asked Takeo to activate the gems by sounding the gongs in the area that resonated with the Focus Gems. The team broke off and set about their tasks Apple Bloom going with Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo following Dempsey out to the temple focus stone where the focus gem that had the dynamite hanging off of it. Takeo quickly struck the sequence of gongs and the stones began to resonate with a bright light as Apple Bloom fired the shrink ray at the gem. The beam bounced around and eventually looped back around dislodging the dynamite.
After that they took the dynamite to the temple along with Apple Bloom's shrink ray first activating the pressure plates that opened the Pack-A-Punch machine and upgraded the shrink ray to the newly renamed “Fractalizer” and then fired it at the gem above the mud pit temple. The beam ricocheted from stone to stone and eventually hit the meteor above the temple shrinking it. They quickly applied the dynamite to the wall and blew the panel out revealing a chest with the shrunken meteor levitating over it. As the stone floated there a beam of lightening came out from the cropping that hit Rainbow dash and knocked her to the ground badly singed and seeming to be nearly dead as the familiar cackle of the Nazi madman Richtofen began to ring out from among the trees.
He started to ascend the stair case toward the focus stone and as he did his face was splayed with a sadistic grin as he looked at the incapacitated Rainbow haired pony. He looked at them pulling out the Wonderwaffle DG-3 that he'd acquired from Der Riese on a previous loop as Scootaloo stepped up her face brimming with anger she stared him down and said “You monster how could you do something like that so someone who did absolutely nothing to you.” the scientist replied saying “Little one you fail to realize you and your cursed pony friends have interfered with my plans to get myself out of this forsaken world, to make my way to a place where my weapons designs could spark an unending war.” Scootaloo's wings began to beat furiously as her skin began to glow with light she clinched her fist tightly and charged at the madman.
As she made her way down the front of the temple she began to fly and the stone inside her began to glow with a spectacular radiance as Richtofen fired streams of shots from his DG-3 the little pink haired daredevil evading each shot with an almost super human level of agility as she delivered a straight right hook to the jaw of the crazed Nazi sending him careening down to the ground. She pursued him as he fell laying into him with a fury of blows that left him battered and bloody on the ground at the foot of the temple. She stood over him and said “No one hurts Rainbow dash, No one hurts her. She may not be the most responsible, or the smartest, or the most beautiful or the strongest. But she has enough determination to make up for anything.” her eyes glowed with anger and showed a flame crackling as Apple bloom rushed down the stairs and tried to calm her friend down. Just then as she put her hand on Scootaloo's shoulder a glimmer appeared around the area of her hip and when it faded a symbol that resembled a flaming heart appeared in its place. Apple Bloom smiled and said “That's it Scootaloo its your cutie mark.” immediately her rage turned to joy as she hugged her friend and asked her to help get Rainbow Dash down to ground level as she saw Dempsey starting to carry her down.
Dempsey brought Rainbow Dash down and set her in front of their group they looked her over and could tell she'd taken a serious hit but as always she wore a smile to hide the pain. She looked over at Scootaloo who clearly looked to be on the verge of crying and said “That was amazing kiddo you really let him have it, and you earned your cutie mark as well so now you can finally be happy with yourself.” she reached up and took Scootaloo's hand and gave it a firm shake before receding into unconsciousness from the pain. The emotions building around within the young filly were intense and left her torn between wanting to be there for Rainbow Dash her sole inspiration in life or to tear the crazed scientist limb from limb. While the group was busy tending to Rainbow Dash Dempsey walked over and put a hand on Scootaloo's shoulder and said “We'll deal with Richtofen you guys go after the stone and try to find your way home.” Scootaloo nodded quietly as Richtofen began to stand up his face drenched in blood from Scootaloo's beating, he drew out a focus stone and a golden rod and began to cackle saying “You fools someone like me with the forethought to plan for all eventualities can't be defeated so easily.” he placed the orb on the rod and it began to infuse him with its combined energy shrouding him in a barrier of light.
Dempsey, Takeo and Nikolai began to unload their upgraded MP5k's and in Nikolai's case an upgraded RPK he'd stolen from Richtofen during their time in the vault. Richtofen began to laugh at the bullets as they deflected off the barrier saying “So you think you can really do anything to me as I am. At this point I have powers beyond comprehension.” as he waved his hand and discharged a blast of energy that badly damaged Nikolai and splashed on Takeo and Dempsey. Dempsey looked at his former supposed ally and said “You really wanna play god in that case I’m a fucking atheist!” as he began unloading grenades and more SMG fire into the wall of energy trying to goad the scientist into following them. While this was going on Scootaloo grabbed Sweetie Belle around her stomach and air lifted her to the top of the temple where she grabbed the focus stone and returning with her to the group at the base.
With each of them now in possession of their respective golden rod and focus stone the ponies decided it would be best to allow Twilight the time to do what she needed to do to prepare for their transport back to Equestria. They gathered up and she began to focus her magic in an attempt to take them home but as she started the process she saw Dempsey and the others fighting against Richtofen and realized that without their help the other three survivors may be doomed to die at Richtofen's hand. So Twilight decided to use her powers instead to call out the powers of the elements of harmony residing within Rainbow dash and the other elder ponies as well as herself in an attempt to strip Richtofen of his new powers.
They stood in a small circle and began to concentrate as the focus stones within them began to reveal themselves again taking the form of each pony's respective element of harmony, For Twilight it was Magic, for Rarity it was Generosity, for Rainbow dash it was Loyalty, and for Applejack it was Honesty. As the orbs took these forms they pushed out of their respective carriers bodies and began to levitate over them enshrouding the group in light as their clothing transformed to a tight set of combat suits consisting of an outfit not unlike a Japanese Sailor suit style school uniform adorned in each pony's respective colors and with broaches matching their cutie marks. They quickly set off after Dempsey and the others leaving the Cutie mark crusaders to fend for themselves.
Apple bloom upon seeing the spectacle said “I wonder if we have elements of harmony that we correspond to because we do kinda have a similar closeness to what they have and I’ve always had a feeling we each had something special about each of us. For one I've always done my best to hold the group together and keep us unified even after me and Sweetie Belle got our cutie marks and for a while when you were threatening to leave the group because you hadn't gotten yours yet Sweetie Belle here was able to reason with you better than even Twilight and the others were able to in order to keep you in the group.” Sweetie Belle smiled and nodded saying “Yeah and your passion for finding yourself and helping us find our cutie marks as well as your strength of will and your determination to succeed mean you embody more raw passion and drive than I've seen from any other pony in Ponyville.” the three girls felt something wash over each of them as the gems began to light up within them.
Scootaloo's began to show through and it took on the appearance of a stone like the other elements of harmony but emblazoned with a large flaming heart not unlike her cutie mark. Then Sweetie Belle's emerged and it showed a symbol that looked like a speech bubble to represent her ability to talk things through and reason with them. Finally Apple Bloom's took the appearance of a piece of twine wrapped around three strands of hay, the string holding them together and allowing them to work with each others strengths representing unity.
The trio sprinted off after the group of elder ponies knowing this development could prove useful. When they caught up with them Rainbow dash and the other had been trading blows with Richtofen who was now sheathed in a barrier of energy that seemed to repel anything that hit it. Apple Bloom walked over to her sister and mentioned what had happened and Applejack replied saying "That must mean that you three are like the rest of us you each have your own element that ties you together and this experience has brought it out of you like with us during our run in with Nightmare Moon." the three younger ponies nodded and said "Yes, and with the power we hold we'll try our best to help us get home.” and with that the group gathered around Richtofen drawing the focus stones out and combining them with their golden rods.
When they had mounted themselves upon the rods they each transformed into a weapon that matched the attributes of their respective wielder Twilight's forming a magical staff Rainbow Dash's taking the form of something similar to the Wonderwaffle DG-3. Applejack's formed a lasso made of energy and Rarity's took the form of a elegantly decorated trident while Sweetie Belle's formed a microphone and Scootaloo's took the form of the ray gun while Apple Bloom's took form of a seemingly common rod but then a beam of energy began to jut out of it cresting a few feet above her head and forming a giant hammer head.
Applejack smirked a little and said “Well looks like we're ready to take Richtofen down. Wouldn't you say ladies?” the girls smirked and nodded in agreement as they raced off after Dempsey and the others. When they'd caught up with the others they saw Takeo laying against a tree holding his ribs and trembling in pain as he pointed them toward the battle ahead. Twilight darted ahead to see Richtofen beating Dempsey seemingly to within inches of his life the gruff marine doing his best to maintain a brave face for the girls as they began to make their way toward the two fighters. Twilight drew her staff and began to concentrate her magic through it calling out the incantation to a powerful sealing magic she'd learned during a study trip to Canterlot from Princesses Celestia and Luna.
Meanwhile Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo charged at Richtofen brandishing their new weapons and unloading volleys of shots into the scientist's shrouded body which surprisingly managed to pierce the barrier and bring Richtofen down to a knee. He looked at them and said “So you've taken the power of the focus stones for your own use as well. You realize you've just reduced yourselves to my level?” the two Pegasi stared at him with Rainbow Dash restraining herself from rearing back and smacking him as a lasso made of energy whipped around the scientist and began discharging energy into him further disrupting the barrier as Applejack dashed in and secured him in a stiff knot.
But the scientist abruptly began to cackle in a sardonic tone as he started to rise the golden rod and focus stone rising up. The energy from the stone began to pour into Richtofen and he began to rise off the ground and he broke out of the lasso and fired a flurry of blasts from his Wonderwaffle which drove the group to scatter. Sweetie Belle stepped out and drew her microphone as Rarity stepped up beside her and readied her trident to attack they each harnessed their unicorn magic into the weapons with a key forming in Rarity's hand decorated similarly to her broach as she inserted it into a slot below the base of the trident points on the handle. The weapon called out in a rather energetic voice saying “Final Wave!” as the energy began to charge into the multi pointed blade and she called out “Radiant Prominence!” as she charged at Richtofen spinning the weapon as she encroached on him and slashed him a few times in each direction leaving waves of energy to gash Richtofen and managing to take off one of his arms and wound his leg. Rarity was briefly taken aback by the blood splatter but she realized that it was needed as she finished the attack by stabbing Richtofen straight through the stomach impaling him on the trident.
She tossed the seemingly limp scientist to the ground and said “Well it seems as though that's finished.” but then he began to rise from the ground his eyes glowing in a fashion similar to the zombies. Richtofen began to grin as his severed arm began to levitate in place next to him before reattaching itself to him as he said “While that was a valiant effort at this phase there is nothing you can do short of shattering my focus stone that will result in my death. My mastery over the golden rod and focus stones allows me to will time to reverse at my command nullifying any injuries that are inflicted upon me.” but despite his boasting he was changing in appearance somewhat. His skin darkened and began to take on a decayed shading not unlike the zombies. His voice began to distort and warp taking a demented female tone as the voice spoke it was clear that there was another being influencing him it said “This man's pride will be his down fall he killed me and my father to steal all of his hard work and use it for his own benefit. All of the raw element he's holding has granted me the ability to overtake him for the moment. My name is Samantha Maxis, or as most of you address me Sam. My father worked for group 935 an organization meant to better society, but when Dr Richtofen found a way to get the Teleportation system working and was sent to the moon he returned a changed and corrupted man who planned to uses my father's research for his own benefit.” she looked over at the other three survivors and addressed them saying “I apologize for sending the swarms of Zombies after...” her voice abruptly subsided and Richtofen's returned “You will not take me Samantha I am an entity beyond man kind, beyond deities, I am all powerful.” his body began to radiate waves of element 115 radiation and swarms of Zombies began to form around him moving toward the ponies and the other survivors.
They began to move toward our group of zombie slayers and were cut down with a few shots from the combined Ray Gun and Wonderwaffle combo issued by Scootaloo and Rainbow Dash. Sam began to speak again saying “I will restrain him please do what you can to destroy him.” the ghostly image of a young girl who looked about 14 years old formed over Richtofen's body and physically held him in place. Just then Twilight began to hover over the battlefield her body shrouded in the familiar shade of purple energy that normally formed around her horn during spell casting. Her voice was hushed speaking in an ancient archaic tongue that was virtually indecipherable to anyone else there.
Suddenly her magic staff reverted to the stone and orb and began to radiate streams of energy which returned the others to their natural form as well and began to levitate them in orbit around Twilight as a pillar of energy formed around her drawing the others in and energizing their elements of harmony. Sam looked up and pleaded with them asking them to hurry as she was losing her hold on Richtofen who had began to draw energy from the Focus stone he still had and began to focus it into a beam directed at the group. Likewise at the center of the field a dense field of energy formed to match as Richtofen discharged a massive wave of energy at the pillar. Moments before it struck Twilight launched a beam that intercepted it in midair and thus a struggle of wills began between the scientist and the combined will of the seven ponies.
As the beams met in midair they began to sway back and forth in a tug of war for dominance. With each passing second the ponies could feel the battle wearing away at them, and most at twilight's reserve of magic which was made evident by them beginning to regress to their original forms over the next several minutes. By the time all of them had regressed she was pouring all of her magic into the fight and even that didn't seem as though it would be enough. Then Sweetie Belle saw the ghostly form of Samantha forming over Richtofen and felt a compulsion to sing as she heard Samantha leading and she heard the pounding guitar music in the background not unlike the type she knew Scootaloo had a habit of listening to on her Ipony.
At first her somewhat sensitive ears had a hard time listening to it but as the opening mellowed to a a less ear straining solo backed up with drums she heard Sam begin to sing
“All of my atrocities come by way of reciprocity.”
As an image of Dempsey flashed over the pillar
I'm chewing the bones of my own reprieve.
Death be my dignity, execute hemlock philosophy.
Poison fills the cup of the carpenter.”
With ghostly images of the other three survivors flashing before their eyes
Sweetie Belle took over the rest of the verse speaking in a harsher tone
“No!
Love lost on me!
No!
Life's so costly
No reason for grieving.
No!
Life lost on me
No!
Life so costly!
Bring me down with 7.62 High Velocity!”
Then they began to sing in unison
I can see them everywhere!
They're all around me,
They're waiting for me!
Descending, Unrelenting
Beauty of Annihilation!”
as they harmonized with each other the focus stone within Sweetie Belle began to glow and radiate energy to the other ponies energizing the other elements of harmony and giving them a new power to draw from. With this taking place Richtofen began to lose ground as his power was starting to wane from Samantha's influence and the fight from earlier. The beam from the pillar encroached on the scientist and began to force him into the air as the other ponies began to sing as well each one taking part in one of the songs Samantha had taught Sweetie Belle and was now playing for them via telepathy.
Rarity and Scootaloo began to hear a song that Rarity remembered being the one Sweetie Belle was singing back in the jungle temple. As Rarity began to hear the music for the song she was taken aback by how loud and aggressive the music was and couldn't get herself to sing, then she heard Sam beginning to lead her in the part of the verse Sweetie Belle had sung in her natural voice and she felt a bit more at peace singing it.
When Sam's voice changed Scootaloo took over and to Rarity's surprise Scootaloo proved rather capable of singing the rather thrash heavy song, compared to her attempt at a slow dramatic ballad at the school talent show this seemed natural as though the song was perfectly made for Scootaloo's “Unique” vocal talents.
As they entered the second verse she could tell it was a symbolism of Samantha's slow descent into insanity and corruption by the powers she'd gained. Meanwhile Twilight began to hear a much mellower song, as Sam lead her in it she felt a somber mood wash over her one of despair and depression. At the same time it felt resolute in resistance of fate. The lyrics reaching even deeper than the solemn melody as she began to sing.
“Life is still spinning,
your end my beginning.
And everything I've hoped for has been strangely set aside.
Reason for living,
My mind is forgiving
Destiny is proving to be absent from my life.
I know it, I feel it
I know when your sleeping,
I know the things your dreaming.
And I know you will never give up and die.”
She continued as Sam shifted her attention to Rainbow Dash and began to transmit another song into her head. The song started with a hauntingly flanged guitar for a few moments before taking on a slow melodic guitar eventually gaining a stronger bass riff and drum line as the lyrics began to flow from the blue pony's lips.
“All my life I’ve been debating,
All the crows they sit there waiting.
Wondering what I’m going to eat,
until I have it I can't breath.
When I see you on the floor,
your heart's not beating any more.
My lust for you can not wait,
your skin it tastes like chocolate.”
Rainbow felt a slight bit of vomit pool in her throat as the image of the zombies entering a feeding frenzy and consuming a group and swarming toward a group of soldiers in a swamp. She could feel the sense that the zombies were acting outside their control as if they were addicted to the taste more so than drawing on their own willful desire. The music and the images continued to flow as the song played and the pillar of light became more intense and began to expand as the zombies began to emerge from the ground below them and make their way toward Richtofen as if being willed toward him by the music.
As the zombies massed around him he was forced to divert some of his attention to fending off the swarm which allowed the beam from the pillar to encroach on the scientist as the Apple sisters began to sing their piece. The song started off with a light almost angelic piano element before shifting to a pounding drum and guitar cacophony and returning to a mix of piano and drum as they began to hear the lead into the first verse Apple Bloom took the lead singing
“I can fly like a bird not in the sky.
Which can always swim but is always dry.
Say goodbye at night and morning hi.
I’m part of you what am I.
I follow and lead as you pass,
dress yourself in black my darkness last.
I flee the light but without the sun your view of me would be gone.”
Applejack took over her softer more adult voice accenting the subtleties of the quieter voice used in the song. The voice was soft and childlike almost as if it were a purer more innocent form of Samantha singing it one who was only just gaining conscious awareness of her actions regarding the zombies.
“I can see the damage,
I am causing you.
You want me to be gone,
but I have just begun.”
the two sisters continued the song their voices meshing with the others in an eerie harmony that forced the beam ever close to Richtofen until he was consumed by it his anguished cries of agony falling on deaf ears as Samantha opened a portal to the Aether and taking his remains to form a physical body as his soul was consumed by the unending darkness of the realm between life and death.
As the magical energy dispersed into the air around them and the pillar dissolved into traces of light leaving the ponies tired but still full of life as they lay on the ground their bodies taxed by the experience, but feeling a great sense of accomplishment. Samantha walked up to Sweetie Belle and ran her fingers through her mane and smiled saying “You've all done so well to defeat that monster, while this form is temporary my powers will allow me to open a way to your world.” the ponies made their way shakily to their feet as the focus stones inside them emerged and began to hover in a orbiting shape forming a round portal in front of Samantha. While the stones were far from being at their full power having exhausted most of it during their fight they each held enough energy with Samantha's powers over the element to form a portal back to Ponyville. The ponies thanked Samantha for her assistance and made their way through the portal one at a time. Then she turned to Dempsey and the others saying “I can sense that you've been involved in this against your will just as well as the ponies. Would you like to return to the world as you knew it before Richtofen's madness?” the soldiers took their time considering the chance that laid before them Takeo had left much of his world behind prior to the war even before the zombie outbreak and he wondered if there would be any honor or dignity in making a return after all this time, himself not quite knowing how much time had elapsed since they'd left Shi No Numa. He remembered hearing vague allusions in radio broadcasts during their time in the theater back in the 1960's about the Allies defeating the Axis and knowing returning to the normal world may result in him living the shame of his country's surrender after the time he spent away.
Samantha turned to the weary soldier and smiled opening a portal to a vision of the modern world in a similar time frame to that of the period they saw at the Cosmodrome in Russia. It showed Japan having came out of the war beaten but still very optimistic and a leader in advanced technology that had went on to shape the world. Then the female spectre turned to Dempsey and smiled saying “I can imagine you wish to return to your home as you may have known it before the war.” Dempsey looked at the vision of the United States in the time near the end of the second World War. He observed the vision of what changed and he admitted while part of him wanted to return to the time before all this had happened the modern world as it was or rather would have been without the zombie outbreak would be a place much more fitting for him as his memories of the advanced weapons of the modern day still pulsed through his mind. She replied saying “So I take it you plan to also take leave of your prior life as well and take refuge in the modern world.” Dempsey smirked and said “Why the hell not, if nothing less I can always enlist again and play around with the toys the military developed since I’ve been gone, and once again the world will know the name of the all powerful badass that is Tank Dempsey.” as he made his way into the portal and thanked Sam as he passed by.
Takeo followed suit leaving the final decision to Nikolai who was still rather confused by this whole ordeal thinking it was just brought on by his drunken stupor. She looked over at the Russian and smiled handing him a small Matryoska doll saying “I consider that one of my most prized possessions, my father gave it to me after a trip to Russia to meet with some scientists. I hope this is enough to repay you the debt of sanity I owe you from Richtofen's madness. What do you choose, to return to the world as you knew it or the new world where your name will be a clean slate.” The Russian looked at the carved nesting doll and said “I think I will return home as it was, this would be a nice gift for a little girl. I’ve meant to start another family after all the instances with prior wives but I would like a chance to start clean.” Samantha nodded and said “That much I can do, I can send you back to your world before the outbreak but the world will no longer revile your name instead you will be merely an esteemed soldier respected and held dear by your country in a time after the fall of Stalin.” the Russian's demeanor perked up as he thought of the chance to return to Russia in a time without Stalin who was responsible for his deployment in the military to begin with. He eagerly made his way through the portal leaving his bottle of vodka behind in his hurried action.
With that Samantha hovered there unaware of what would happen to her. Her time in the Aether had granted her powers beyond the comprehension of most mortals but at the same time she felt like that power had left her empty as though she would never be reunited with her father who died that fateful day Richtofen released the at that point recently zombified Fluffy into the test lab sealing the door behind him as he ran for the teleporter terminal. She survived the incident being granted an incorporeal form by her unyielding desire for revenge, now that it had finally been attained she wondered what she would do now. The world as she knew it was in ruins, and despite the great feats she'd preformed because of her current state she was unable to effect such wonders on herself. She was still a being trapped between worlds neither living nor dead, neither saved nor damned just existing and now she had nothing. Her yearning for revenge had been quenched and now she believed that there was nothing for her.
Then a strong light pierced the dank jungle atmosphere a beam of radiance emerged and stopped itself in front of her. Within the beam the image of a man emerged, at first she couldn't see his face the radiance around it blotting out its image, but then a voice came “Samantha its time, your goal has met its fruition its time to come home.” the speaker's voice calmed Samantha's inner demon and her eyes began to seep with tears as she said “Papa. Its you.” his face fading into view she floated over to him and shedding the remnants of Richtofen's body she'd grafted into a temporary form as she hugged her father. The two spirits began to ascend the pillar of light to the world beyond and the focus stones dissolved collapsing the portals as the world began to dissolve into the voids where the portal had been.
Meanwhile back in Ponyville the cast of zombie slayers arrived back on the orchard at Sweet Apple Acres around the rock that had sent them off on their strange journey. As they gathered themselves they saw something strange, the meteor began to dissolve into vapor and within mere moments it was as if it had never been there. The group had finally made it home, being that at the time it was rather late they collectively decided to part ways for the night so they could sleep on it and gather themselves from the strange events.
When Twilight arrived back at the library she found that in spite of Pinkie's time there it seemed as though the library was in rather good shape. She turned on a light and saw Fluttershy laying on the couch in the living room and thought to herself “What could she be doing here, I guess Pinkie must have had a sleep over.” then Fluttershy began to stir, reacting to the sudden change of light and eventually over the next minute or so woke up. She made her way to a more comfortable seated position and rubbed her eyes with her hoof and said “Hello Twilight, Its nice to see you made it back from where ever you went. I’ve been tending to the library since you've been gone, Pinkie was laid up sick the past three weeks and so I’ve been filling in and helping her get better.” Twilight blinked and said “Three weeks? We were gone that long!?” she changed from her surprised exclamation to a lower speaking voice so as not to wake anyone else and continued to herself “So the effects of the time dilation Richtofen was taking advantage of caused a massive Asynchronous break between our worlds that caused us to arrive much slower than we thought. Samantha's portal seemed like it was an instantaneous trip but the looped field of time must have caused time to “rubber band” us forward three weeks but to everyone here in Ponyville we've merely been gone for that length of time as though we were on a trip or something. This will make a rather interesting report for the princesses. Yes I think Luna would find this rather interesting as well but I can wait to do that in the morning.” Fluttershy decided to lay back over and go to sleep still exhausted from spending most of that afternoon alphabetizing the library after Spike and Angel knocked over a wall full of books which caused the majority of the rest to domino all over the floor.
Twilight made her way up to her bedroom being careful to keep quiet and not wake anyone else knowing she probably had a fair bit of work to do.
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<p>Twilight and the gang investigate a meteor that crashed into Sweet Apple Acres orchard. When they arrive at the crash site a strange energy field latched on to Twilight's horn and activated her teleport magic beaming them to the world of Nazi Zombies.</p><br/><p>Just so as to avoid the obvious "This doesn't make sense in Equestria." comments i should add the idea that i'm imagining Equestria as we know it having a lot of geographically similar locations to those in our world since its already been implied in the show. Additionally the whole mention of WWII that i make having happened in Equestria could have happened just under different pretenses such as insane Luna loyalists sparking a rebellion to throw the world into war in the hopes of overthrowing Celestia. Or she may have been drained for an extended time after her banishing of Luna and had to spend an extended time absent of the world other than her duty of raising the sun and moon. </p><br/><p>During that time there could have been any number of wars waged over Luna and Celestia's actions.</p>
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Chapter 5
Resolutions
The next morning Twilight woke up bright and early before anyone else in the library and began to draft her letter to the princesses.
“Dear Princesses Celestia and Luna,
As you might have noticed a few of my friends and I went missing about three weeks ago after that strange meteor landed at Sweet Apple Acres. The seven of us have returned and as far as I can tell we're all in fairly good shape. Although while we were gone we saw some rather interesting sights. Its as if we had been pulled into another world not unlike Equestria but still different it seemed like another race of creatures was the dominant species a race known as humans.
In that world it seemed like things were largely similar to the world as we know it. There were wars and weapons but at the same time there were also people who were dragged into the machinations of corrupt individuals. Due to the actions of one man who's name I'll leave out for purposes of protecting myself from having to relive my interactions with him, the world was drawn into an outbreak of zombies which were under the control of the spirit of the a young girl named Samantha who the man was responsible for murdering by trapping her and her father with the zombie infected version of her prized pet dog.
During our time there we met three other soldiers who were drawn in to the mad scientist's schemes each one sounding like had they been ponies they would have easily come from their own parts of the world. The first a marine from the United States, a place not unlike the continent around Ponyville. He even made references to locations who's names are direct parallels to some of the more well known cities like Manhattan their version of Manehattan. His name is Tank Dempsey, I’m almost sure that the tank part isn't his real name more of a nickname he used. If he were a pony I'd imagine he'd blend in fairly well although he'd be an Earth pony and would have probably been in the royal guard during the second World War. Granting his profuse knowledge of firearms I wouldn't be surprised if his cutie mark would have been a Thompson Sub-machine Gun laid over an M16 forming a crossbones pattern over a dismembered Zombie head.
The next one would have most certainly been at home among the upper class families in Staliongrad. As Rarity will attest he knew many of the political ins and outs of that society according to what she'd told me he had a very aggressive streak having allegedly killed several of his prior wives once their usefulness to his political advancement had ended this lead him to be sent out onto the front lines by his superiors and was what resulted in his deployment to the Swamp facility where he met with Dempsey and the others. His name was Nikolai Belinski he was well mannered and a strong fighter in spite of reeking of alcohol most of the time. According to Rarity behind his booze soaked exterior he was honestly remorseful for his actions, he was just a victim of changing times in his worlds politics.
Then from a land not unlike those around Pokyo came a soldier named Takeo Masaki he was an honor bound warrior of the highest caliber. According to what I’ve heard from the Apple Sisters he was raised in a small urban farming community not unlike Ponyville where his family farmed rice until he and several of his family members were drafted into military service. He was a strong and virtuous man although his search for honor caused him to involve himself in things that most of those with reason would have avoided.
They had all been dragged into the twisted experiments of a collective known as Group 935 and specifically those of a man named Dr Richtofen...” her writing trailed off as she thought of the things she'd read and seen at the factory, the animal testing, the radio recordings that logged the demise of Dr Maxis and another scientist who committed suicide after hearing of another outbreak at a distant facility.
After taking a few moments to collect her thoughts about him she continued:
“He was the living definition of a mad scientist, according to a personal log journal I snatched away from him during out time interned within a vault in the bowels of an abandoned lighthouse I read of the sadistic behavior he conducted during the time he spent both during and before the war. He conducted lobotomies, amputations, biopsies and all sorts of other procedures on his victims all without the aid of anesthesia. He relished in the pain he dealt to those he tortured, the delight he displayed in these acts would be beyond measure. But if you twisted my fore hoof i'd probably say it lies on the same level as my fixation on reading and studying before I left the castle. Although that being said I cant say that his behavior would be justified by his isolation. Instead his actions justified his isolation as he sunk further into insanity spured on by his superiors in the Nazi Party. and within Group 935 he grew more and more twisted as he spent time around them and more importantly in proximity to concentrated amounts of Element 115. it was this element that was responsible for the technological feats my friends and I witnessed from Sniper rifles that fired explosive hollow point bullets to high voltage Tesla rifles. Element 115 based on my studies was used by Group 935 to not only create these weapons but Mass Transit teleport systems with the intent on using them to further the war effort in favor of the Nazi powers. The problem was the raw element like that present in the meteor can cause mental disruptions in certain individuals and being exposed to the raw energy of the Element in a refined state has the potential to reanimate dead bodies generating a phenomena in them that lead to a world wide Zombie outbreak. The main contriubuter to this was a young girl who the doctor was responsible for killing a girl named Samantha Maxis. She was the daughter of the lab director who headed the projects at the Factory compound known as Der Riese or “The Giant.”.
Dr Maxis was a well meaning scientist who was attempting to use the collected assets from Group 935 to advance technology and help better human kind. But then when the experiments began to go south he decided to attempt to use the zombies as a way to satisfy the demands of his superiors by attempting controlled brain washing. The process failed and several of their other facilities were over ran by the hordes leaving Der Riese and the weapons developed there as their only line of defense. One such experiment with a live subject being sent through the teleporter system would lead to the death of both Samantha and her father.
According to some audio logs that Rainbow Dash found around the facility they used Samantha's pet dog Fluffy as a test subject in the teleporter and when she came out in a zombified and feral state Richtofen used that as his moment to strike locking them in the test chamber with the monstrous animal now known as a Hellhound and left them to die. Himself taking the teleporter to one of their other facilities where he eventually met up with those who I mentioned earlier.
All of that depressing business aside though it was quite an interesting adventure and it was kind of fun interacting with the survivors it has actually caught my interest in studying humans as a society and a race. Such a broad range of characteristics different languages, different cultures, it almost makes me consider what Equestria would have been like had it been settled by humans as opposed to pony kind.
On a side note during our time in that other world we encountered a device that was able to transform Applejack into a human and I later used my magic to emulate the effects of it and apply it to the whole group due to us landing in a less than pony friendly jungle setting. Maybe it could be used in that study. Naturally I wouldn't do something like that without proper clearance from you and Luna as it would require me to convert a large test group into human form for an accurate study.
I apologize for the profuse length of this letter but catching you up on what amounts to three weeks of absence on behalf of my friends and myself its hard to shrink that down into a short summery.
Your faithful student
Twilight Sparkle.”
As she finished writing and rolled up the three scroll long letter in preparation for having it sent away as soon as Spike woke up.
The End
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Romance,Slice of Life
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The Mayor Has An Appointment To Keep
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A bonus chapter, inspired by "The Back Room."
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<p>The Mayor of Ponyville, summoned by Rarity to Carousel Boutique, has an intimate encounter with the Boutique's new line of merchandise. <br /><br />A psuedo-clop, inspired by "The Back Room," written by Ponyman. <br /><a href="http://www.fimfiction.net/story/864/The-Back-Room">The Back Room</a></p>
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Rarity sashayed to and fro, levitating a white feather duster that glowed with a dull purple luster. She hummed cheerily to herself as she worked, utilizing the duster to sweep away any lingering dust that had settled in the various nooks and crannies in the shop. Though the interior of Carousel Boutique remained as stunning as ever, she found that, after a cursory glance, it was simply lacking in that certain shine which she so greatly desired; especially in light of the visitor she would soon be entertaining, she would accept nothing less than absolute perfection. The duster, ensnared by her magic, twisted and bobbed this way and that, sending up tiny clouds of dust motes into air which floated lazily, tiny specks floating serenely in the mid-afternoon light that poured through the windows.
A turning of a knob and a ringing of a bell signaled her guest's arrival. Rarity's heart fluttered against her chest, turning on the spot to greet her.
“Mayor Mare! Please, come in. Lovely to see you again, darling!” The brown earth pony, sporting a smartly styled grey mane and glasses, nickered and trotted into the shop. She gently set the feather duster down on a counter top, raising a hoof to her head and minutely adjusting her mane.
“It's been too long, Miss Rarity. I do so enjoy these little...get-togethers, you know.”
“Quite, quite. I have some of the most delicious herbal tea brewing in the kitchen – may I offer you a cup?”
“Tea sounds lovely,” the earth pony nodded as she cantered over toward a table situated near an adjacent wall. Rarity smiled, fluttering her eyelashes ever so slightly as she made her way to the kitchen, firmly toned, supple haunches wiggling minutely with each hoofstep. Mayor Mare couldn't help herself but to look on in admiration – the white unicorn's physique had always been somewhat entrancing to her, especially up close. The mayor allowed herself to indulge in a few saucy memories wherein she had the pleasure of experiencing...shall we say...intimate proximity to those very same haunches. She giggled slightly as memories of a particular late spring evening several seasons prior sent chills down her spine, photo-like flashes of a darkened bedroom and wriggling sheets coming into clear view in her mind's eye.
Moments later, Rarity emerged from the kitchen, levitating a two sets of tea cups and plates with her horn. Steam vapours wafted upward from the fine china, filling the room with a pleasant, yet subtle floral scent.
“You turned the sign around on your way in, I trust?” she asked coyly as she gingerly set the cups down on the table, the slightest hint of a smirk on her face.
“As always, dearest. Carousel Boutique is now closed for the afternoon...and perhaps the evening, if I have anything to say about it,” the Mayor giggled as she took a teacup in her hoof, blowing softly on the top of the cup.
“My, my! Aren't we confident of our abilities, Miss Mayor?” Rarity teased, choosing to handle her teacup manually as opposed to simply using her levitation magic. “Why, if I recall correctly, was it not I who emerged the victor after our last encounter?”
“Only because you cheated,” the Mayor replied in mock indignation, taking a small sip of the tea. “You know that I have a weak spot for...well...less conventional methods.”
“Which is why you are going to simply adore the new addition to my business!” Rarity added playfully, motioning to a black curtain at the rear of the room.
“Yes, I did wonder about that. Are you having some renovations done, Miss Rarity?”
“Hardly, darling. Why don't you follow me, and I'll give you a personal tour. You'll quickly learn that I, with my acquisition of these fine products, have finally earned the right to call my shop a proper Boutique.”
A curious look danced across the Mayor's eyebrows, the left of which raised slightly above the other. Rarity couldn't help but chuckle softly; she, too had a weak spot (several) – among them, the Mayor's colourful facial expressions. Rarity excused herself from the table and motioned for the Mayor to follow. The two mares trotted over to the rear end of the shop, stopping just before breaching the black curtain itself.
“Feast your eyes, darling, on Carousel Boutique's latest and greatest!” Rarity said with a flourish as she reached out with her magic, pulling the curtain apart. The Mayor, slightly taken aback, gasped softly. Adult toys, exotic mechanisms and several contraptions that even the weathered Mayor hadn't even heard of adorned the shelves behind the curtain, a veritable multitude of the lewd and lurid leaping out to fill her vision. Generally cylindrical objects, crafted to bear the likeness of the phallus of several species common to Equestria, sat on the racks and shelves, seemingly crying out in misuse. Several were crafted from some manner of polymer, glistening dully in the muted sunlight; others still were embedded with glitter, sparkly particles of colour twinkling in translucent materials.
“...good heavens, Miss Rarity! This is the surprise you were talking about in our previous correspondence?!” The Mayor asked in shock, eyes widened at the sight of it all.
“Well, yes! But of course, darling! What's the matter? ...don't you like it?”
“I...” the Mayor deftly turned on the spot, rounding on the white unicorn mare as her eyes narrowed.
Seductively.
“I love it.”
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“Yes! Oh sweet Celestia, YES!!” a shrill voice rang out, moaning in utter ecstasy. A writhing mass of pony fur twisted and undulated beneath the bedsheets, delicate groans and grunts lending their parts amid a muffled vibrating noise, creating a veritable symphony of pleasure with a certain white unicorn as its conductor.
“R-Rarity, does that thing have a higher sett-OOOHHH!!!~” the Mayor was interrupted as the vibrating noise doubled in intensity.
“Hmm...something tells me that somepony likes the Auto-Griffon,” Rarity cooed, slick sweat plastered to every conceivable inch of her body. The Mayor would have more than likely replied in the (read: monosyllabic) affirmative, but found herself unable; with her breath caught in her chest and hot, tingling waves of pleasure radiating outward from that certain place between her thighs, she was unable to produce anything more complex than a small eep! as the seasoned unicorn expertly worked the device, pushing it inward and outward in steady, sharp rhythm. She angled her hoof so the tip of the device brushed up against a particularly sensitive bundle of nerve endings inside the Mayor – the end result was an arching of the back and a series of wavering, high-pitched curse words that would have stung a sailor pony's ears. A wetness, greater than what had formed previously, began to seep out of the Mayor as she could do little more than exhale a mixture of half-formed curses and frenzied moans. Her entire body began to shake as the symphony's climactic crescendo took her, every nerve ending alive and every synapse firing on all cylinders. Rarity, a passionate, satisfied grin on her face, watched as the Mayor succumbed to her orgasm, muscles tensing and clenching as she shuddered for the better half of a full minute before finally collapsing back onto the mattress.
The Mayor, chest heaving, was simply unable to speak for a while. Her vision went wonky as lightheadedness set in, waves of pleasure still freely rolling through her body as she felt little droplets of sweat bead off of her, dropping onto the bedsheets beneath her with a barely audible pattering sound. Rarity, having switched off the now broken-in device, cuddled up next to the panting earth pony mare, running a hoof down the center of her chest as she leaned forward to gently nibble at her ear.
“I take it that I performed marvelously,” she whispered, hot breath sending shivers down the Mayor's spine.
“As...as a-always, Miss Rarity,” the Mayor managed, speaking between deep breaths. “That...that was simply amazing.”
“Oh, I am simply overjoyed! I do so hope we can do this again soon, dear. It's always so much fun – you're like putty in my hooves, you know,” Rarity giggled, gently tracing circles with a hoof on the Mayor's stomach.
“Again...yes, we should do this again.”
“Hm, now let me seeeee...” Rarity tapped a hoof to her head, mentally envisioning her little black book. “I think that I may have an opening on the seventeenth...”
Without warning, the Mayor shifted her weight, rolling on top of the white unicorn, a devilish look in her eyes.
“Or...I suppose we could...” Rarity began, already feeling a new wave of hotness radiating from in between her toned flanks.
“I wasn't asking.”
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Bookish Delight
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1333
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Rainbow Dash,Twilight Sparkle,Slice of Life,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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P3 Project Episode 3: Lightning Round
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When Twilight Sparkle's social studies slow to a crawl, Rainbow Dash decides to speed things up...
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complete
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<p>When Twilight Sparkle's social studies slow to a crawl, Rainbow Dash takes it upon herself to speed things up...</p>
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teen
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2011-10-09T22:49:42+00:00
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2011-10-09T22:49:42+00:00
| 4,663 |
A pegasus as blue as the sky she called home counted the number of clouds hovering over Ponyville at that very moment.
Thirty clouds, with twenty sharp turns between them. She could do it. She was sure of it. Maybe.
The pegasus steeled herself, and pushed the "maybe" out of her mind. The Wonderbolts certainly didn't have time for ponies who hesitated in the face of challenge--and if there was one thing Rainbow Dash loved, it was proving that she was better than challenge.
She put on her flight goggles and, with a cocky grin, took off in a streak of color. As each cloud was approached, Rainbow Dash stuck out a front hoof, grabbed a piece of every one she passed though, and added it to the trail. At no time did she look back to check her progress. At these speeds, doing that was a great way to separate one's head from one's shoulders. Eventually, she found herself on autopilot. This was a good sign. This meant she could handle it.
The last cloud was reached. Finally! Now she could see if it'd worked...
"...all riiiiiight!"
Her grin went from cocky to downright elated as she rose a hundred feet and saw that, indeed it had! All the clouds around her were now connected by strands of steam in a beautiful web of white.
Now for the easy part.
She flew to the web's center, positioned herself vertically, and spun in place as fast as she could, pulling in all of the clouds into a giant airborne twister which sent everything as close to outer space as she could manage. When it was all over, the zone was clear.
Success! Another morning, another sky free of clouds--and in record time!
Except for one.
One, fortunately, was all she needed for her last task of the day. Humming a tune to herself, she pushed it along, towards the outskirts of Ponyville, where a mass of similar clouds were gathered over a meadow.
A pony she'd been waiting all morning to see was currently under that mass--a pony Rainbow Dash was more than happy to help, if it meant a strengthened friendship...
...or for that matter, a friendship in the first place.
Truth be told, that pony was worrying her...
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My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic
Pony Permutation Project!: Episode 3
"Lightning Round"
by Bookish Delight, 2010–2011
All characters and referred properties belong to Hasbro.
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"Aaaaaaand... there! All righty, Twilight, here's the last of the cloud cover you ordered," Rainbow Dash said as she pushed it into place. "Again..."
"Hmm?" A purple unicorn lying on the grass below raised her head, speaking idly. "Oh, uh, thanks a lot, Rainbow Dash. I really appreciate it."
Her head quickly went back to being buried in her book, with her horn acting as a reading light. Rainbow Dash watched, unimpressed, as she hovered above and in front of the unicorn.
"You know, if you really need light that badly? I could open up a tiny hole in this sucker." She pointed upward with a flourish. "'Cause no cloud-cake is a match for Rainbow Dash, Ponyville's star weather-pony-"
"-no, thanks. If I use my horn for light, I'm free to move wherever I want." Twilight got up, moved a few feet to the side, rolled onto her back and commanded her book to float above her head using unicorn magic.
"See?" said Twilight, with a smile that showed just how proud of herself she was right now. "Check it out: hands-free page turning, too!"
Grandma Dash had always said: never let them see you seethe. For a pegasus used to saying exactly what was on her mind, however, it was always tough advice for her granddaughter to follow. She forced a smile of her own as she slowly floated further up.
"Right, right. Well, I'm going now. Got a perfect sky-napping spot all picked out! Right under a sunbeam for that warm an' toasty feeling. Heh heh."
This time, Twilight didn't even bother moving her head. "That's good! Well, take care! Same time tomorrow?"
"'Same time to'-"
Rainbow Dash stopped, first completely dumbfounded... then completely incensed. Twilight... Twilight did just not get it. She didn't understand one bit!
It was officially all Rainbow Dash could stand to watch!
Going from zero to sixty in a sonic second, she barreled through the cloud mass she'd created, destroying it on the spot.
"Waaaugh!"
That got Twilight's attention. She recoiled in the burst of sunlight which flooded her eyes--and directly in the center of that light, she could just barely make out one angry winged pony!
"This is it, Sparkle! Enough is enough!"
"What the--what gives, Rainbow Dash?" asked Twilight, still shielding her eyes. "Enough is enough of what... whoa!"
With not a word in response, Rainbow Dash darted down, grabbed Twilight by both hooves, and shot them both off into the sky. Twilight could only shriek as the ground left her hooves all too quickly.
Soon, the sky was all either could see in every direction. They were officially in Rainbow Dash's domain. Twilight Sparkle knew as well as anypony that without wings, she didn't belong here. But as determined and annoyed as Rainbow Dash looked right now, it didn't look as if she was going to get to talk any sort of sense into her.
They traveled for some time, until Rainbow Dash finally calmed down enough to talk again:
"Look. The first time you asked me to make with the overcast action? I thought you had some kind of super-geeky unicorn plan in mind. But it's been a week now, and the only thing you do with my cloud cover is stay in your own little world, away from the rest of us!"
"Um..."
Twilight was at a loss for words. Rainbow Dash, however, most certainly was not.
"And if you're not half-covered by clouds over here, then you're cooped in your library house!" Rainbow huffed, and looked across the horizon.
Their flight path took them over a busy Ponyville, where Rainbow Dash swooped a bit lower. At this height its inhabitants were more like ants than ponies, but they could still be seen milling about their day-to-day activities... and many of them did so while staying close together. Rainbow Dash rose again, her point made.
"Day in, day out, the same two places, and not a peep out of you! Today, you're getting a change of scenery if it kills me," the pegasus said, as a large cloud structure approached from the distance. It grew closer, until the two settled and sat upon the front steps of a literal castle in the sky, made entirely out of clouds--Rainbow Dash's home. She dropped Twilight Sparkle gently on one of the surrounding clouds.
"Ta-da! Feast your eyes on Rainbow Dash's Swingin' Stable!" With a sly smile, she added, "Maybe one day I'll let you in."
It certainly looked inviting, with an architecture straight out of classic history books, rainbows crisscrossing through the windows and doors, and even a rainbow waterfall at the cloud mass's edge. Twilight craned her neck to view the spires at its top. "Why not now?"
Rainbow Dash scoffed. "You ain't earned the right yet! When I don't have to ponynap you, then we'll talk. Right now, all you get to do is gaze and be amazed!"
Twilight walked around the estate, doing just that in spite of herself. The castle's build was sound and consistent all around. She poked the side of a wall, and found that the "clouds" making up this castle felt the same as if she were pressing against stone.
Moving further, she eventually found herself at the back, the centerpiece of which was a huge, glorious fountain. The water it spouted shone beautifully as the sunlight glinted off of it. A rainbow arced over the device as well, keeping its theme consistent with the rest of the property. Giving in to her curiosity, Twilight rushed towards it.
"Found the fountain, I see. Isn't it killer?" Rainbow Dash rushed to Twilight's side, and the two peered into the sparkling fluid. "It's fueled by thundercloud moisture, so it never runs out!" Her voice and expression were light and happy now--a far cry from the wrath of earlier.
"It's... this is amazing," said Twilight. "How did you end up with all of this?"
"Ehhh... this whole place is just something I did in my spare time. When you're as fast as me, putting a house together isn't the huge project it is for everypony else. Before this, though? Used to just live and sleep on whatever clouds I saw. Went where they took me. Ended up somewhere new whenever I woke up." Rainbow Dash sighed wistfully. "Still do sometimes. Adds adventure to life, y'know?"
"I've noticed you're quite fond of that."
"Keeps me alive, sister. Speaking of which, why don't you try it?"
"Huh?"
"I've always wanted to try playing my favorite game with you: hopscotch!"
"Hopscotch?" Twilight stared. "Isn't that a little pony's game? Not that I ever played it even back then..."
And the sly grin was back. "You ain't tried it pegasus-style. Come on!"
"Wh-whoooa!" Again, Twilight found herself being dragged. Life with Rainbow Dash was going to be a constant battle to keep up, it seemed.
The winged pony led them to the edge of the castle, which was especially high up at the moment. Sometimes it could be seen from ground level, but today, ground level was very, very far away. Twilight Sparkle tried to check, and instantly became mildly dizzy before she felt herself being pulled back away from the cloud's edge.
Rainbow Dash chuckled, sighed and shook her head. "Newbies. Always looking down."
"You realize," said Twilight, "that I don't have wings, right? Does pegasus-style hopscotch require them?"
"Require them? You kidding? They're against the rules!"
"Oh."
"So to play, all you gotta do is just jump on any cloud you see, and try not to run out of them!"
"That's it?"
"That's it."
"You're serious about all this."
"Serious as a monsoon. You ready?"
"No! In fact, I don't think I ever will be re-"
"Perfect! Off you go!"
"Wh--whaaaaaaaaaa-..."
And with a somersaulting kick to Twilight's rear, she launched her friend-to-be off of her castle, screaming all the way....
"-aaaaahhhhhh..."
(ploomf)
(bloomf)
...until Twilight found herself making a two-point landing on a cloud.
"...huh."
She prodded at it. Against all logic, it held her own weight. She looked around, and saw more clouds passing by. When one came close enough, she took a running start, jumped... and landed. She did it again, and again.
Twilight's mathematical mind went to work. Being so high up, she realized, this actually wasn't a bad way to travel around. Of course, getting up here would forever be the tricky part.
As if on cue, Rainbow Dash showed up on her own cloud a small distance away, and called out. "Wow! For a wingless, you're a total natural at this! Awesome!"
Twilight bounded onto another cloud. "This is really all I'm supposed to do?"
"Yep! You just see how long you can hop on clouds passing by! First one to get stranded or miss a jump loses! And I never lose!"
As the game went on and the two bounded around, something strange and unexpected happened. Twilight Sparkle found herself... laughing.
Laughing in the sun, in the sky, fresh air all around--restricted by cloud-jumps, true, but at the same time never having felt such freedom before!
Rainbow Dash was laughing as well. Twilight wondered what she was thinking. Maybe she was just happy to finally have a new friend who didn't mind joining her up here. Twilight would normally have questioned the methods used to do so, but right now, she was unable to argue with the results.
Eventually, she landed on a cloud pretty far from the rest of the pack. Curses--she'd let her mind wander again. If she got stranded, she'd lose!
Then, she saw it.
Just a little ways below her, she spied a dark gray cloud--a storm cloud, most likely. With no other choice in sight, she went for it.
Halfway through her jump, she heard Rainbow Dash cry out, "No, Twilight! Wait-"
"Huh?"
Completely through her jump... she fell through the cloud. "Whoa! What the..." Twilight screamed as she fell fast.
Rainbow Dash thought and acted even faster, going into her speediest dive. "Hang on, girl! No one pancakes on my watch!"
Despite the pegasus's words, it was nearly too late. The ground was rushing up fast. Twilight closed her eyes, and braced for an impact... which was far lighter than expected. She stopped screaming, and opened her eyes to find herself being airlifted again, on Rainbow Dash's back.
"Th... oh, wow... thanks so much, Dash."
"You remember when we first met, right? Wasn't that long ago. I told you back then: I never leave my friends hangin'!"
Twilight gasped to catch her breath. "This from the pegasus who roped me into a game where having wings keeps you from going splat if something goes wrong?"
"You were never in any danger with me around, Twilight. But if you knew that, it'd only be half the thrill! I saw you laughing up there! Not only is pegasus hopscotch good air training, it's a whole lot of fun! And that's all I wanted to see you have for once. Glad I could."
Twilight Sparkle "hmm"ed before finally conceding the point and changing the subject. "All right, you win. In more ways than one. But... why didn't that last cloud hold me?"
"Storm clouds are weird. You'll need more skill to handle those, and this is only your first time in the sky."
Twilight nodded in understanding, then replied with, "Well, I hope it isn't the last."
A warm, triumphant smile appeared on Rainbow Dash's face.
"That's up to you, Twilight. You call me, and we'll hang out anytime. Definitely prefer being your chauffeur to dragging you around against your will... sorry 'bout that, by the way."
"It's all right. It appears I needed it." The two settled on a nearby safe cloud again, and Twilight sighed. "Back in Canterlot, there really wasn't anyone aside from Spike and Princess Celestia who I felt close to. But here it's... different. Staying friends with all of you is something I really want to do. But I'm not used to being social. I never tried. So I don't know how, and... well, I never could find a book to give me the answers on this kind of thing-"
Just then she noticed that Rainbow Dash was laughing.
Rolling on her back, laughing, no less! The nerve! Here she was, pouring her heart out, and... maybe Twilight was wrong abut her after all! "What exactly is so funny?"
"A book? Seriously, Sparkle?" She calmed down, her voice and words becoming less derisive and more encouraging. "You don't learn this kind of thing by reading! You learn by doing. And I'm gonna do everything I can to make sure you're not a stranger. Look, if you're really having trouble with this whole friendship thing? Then just practice on me. Take it one pony at a time." Rainbow Dash took Twilight's hooves in hers. "Whatever you've got, I can take it, and if it means I get to see more of you... well, I'll do anything. As you've already seen," she added, just before the two shared a mutual blush.
"We can..." Twilight struggled to remember the word Rainbow Dash always used. "...'hang', anytime?"
"Twenty-four-seven. You should see what it's like up here at night," the pegasus said, her voice growing eager. "Ooooh, or during a thunderstorm! The clouds are dangerously awesome during those--and only I can get you in there!"
Twilight Sparkle shuddered a bit. "Wh-why would I want to go into the middle of a thunderstorm?"
"Fantastic light shows! Duh!" Rainbow Dash said as she jumped backwards off of the cloud and used her wings to hover in midair, never once taking her eyes off of her new best friend.
"Stick with me, Twilight, and you'll be riding lightning before you know it. Deal?"
In response, Twilight jumped off of the cloud as well. Rainbow Dash panicked for a moment, until she felt a tap on her shoulder from behind.
She turned around, saw Twilight hovering next to her, by way of her glowing horn.
"Deal? More like an adventure," Twilight Sparkle said with a wink.
A satisfied smile from Rainbow Dash was the last thing Twilight Sparkle saw before the pegasus zoomed off, leaving a trail of color behind her.
The words, "Now you're getting the hang of it!" echoed through the skies.
As Twilight Sparkle slowly lowered herself to terra firma, she made a promise to herself to finally take her assigned studies on friendship seriously. After all, the magic it afforded her was clearly intense.
Self-powered high-altitude hovering had been impossible for her until about five minutes ago.
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Author Tempus
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1334
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Cutie Mark Crusaders,Derpy Hooves,Doctor Whooves,Main 6,Original Character,Spike,Trixie,Zecora,Alternate Universe,Adventure,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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Sweet Dreams are Made of This
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Strange dreams and sleep patterns with something more sinister at play.
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hiatus
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<p>"Hello, Author Tempus again. This one is a work of fiction. It's based on a dream that I had that I was a human. I mean, could you imagine? ME, a HUMAN? Those only exist in those stories for little girls that... Uh... I never read. Yeah. Because they're for little girls and such. Ahem."</p><p>Author Tempus has lived an average life, for the most part. Although one morning when he wakes up at exactly 9, he finds that he's not a pony. Although, that's normal for a human, right? He passes his pony self off as a strange dream. But his pony self can say the same for the human form. Something obviously isn't right. Can Author stop this force and prevent the destruction of both Equestria AND Earth?</p><p>(Rated Teen because it has mild swearing.)</p>
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teen
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2011-10-09T23:08:54+00:00
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2011-10-09T23:08:54+00:00
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A/N: Hello, everyone! This would be my second story that I've published online. My first one, Night of the Hoof Eating Socks, didn't seem to go down to well. In honesty, it was a rather rushed story that I wasn't initially planning on publishing online. Some friends encouraged me to do so, however. This story is much more planned out, and was intended to go to the internet. If you like it, please rate it accordingly so that other's don't skip over it for its lack of stars. If you don't like it, please post your reason in the comments. I would love to get feedback, as it is how writers such as I survive in the harsh lands of the internet. I hope you have as much fun reading this as I did writing it!
Sweet Dreams are Made of This_______________________________
Wake-Up Call_________________________
Author woke up before his alarm clock again, 9:00 AM. Usually, he woke up at 9:30. It’s been the second day now. Not to mention his 12 hours of sleep. This was unhealthy, according to his psychology teacher. And he had the same dream as yesterday as well. Well, not the same exact dream. In this dream, he wore a fedora and glasses, which is normal for him. But other than that, he was naked. But that was normal for a pony. Of course, Author wasn’t REALLY a pony. But his dream seemed so real. He looked at his hands. They weren’t hooves. That was good. He half-expected to wake up still being a pony. He rolled out of bed, despite being wide awake. The shock of waking from that dream took a bit of energy from him. Of course, he could never tell his friends. Who knows how they would react to him watching “My Little Pony?” It was probably just on his mind since he was watching it recently. Of course, there was one po--- er, PERSON, he knew that he could trust with the secret, his fellow brony Joey. He quickly made himself breakfast and ate it and hurried toward the door and stopped with his hand just above the door knob as he realized that Joey wouldn’t be awake for another hour or so. After all, it WAS the weekend, and everyone was sleeping in. Everyone except Author, who couldn’t help but wake up when he did.
He decided to look in the mirror. He had fallen asleep in his fedora and glasses somehow. He had tried to make it a ritual to take them off. Like the dream, it was the second time this had happened. He then looked at his medium length brown hair, which was disheveled due to sleep. He looked in the mirror sideways, finding that his figure was unsurprisingly thin, even though he ate a lot. He stared closely at his own face with his dark brown eyes and couldn’t help but smirk when he saw that some facial hair had started growing in. He still wore his school uniform, a collared shirt and a pair of shorts, which he wore yesterday.
A few hours passed before he went to leave again. As soon as he went up to leave, he heard a ping from his laptop. Joey had started IMing him, apparently awake now. Author, like always, left his computer on overnight. Deciding he would be more comfortable disclosing his dream via internet rather than in person, he went on and told him about this strange and realistic dream of his. After a few moments nothing, the IM finally read “Joey is typing.” This message showed for another few moments before a message from Joey himself popped up.
“That really isn’t that weird of a dream, considering you’ve recently gotten into MLP. And you’re probably just used to waking up around that time for school by now. It shouldn’t really be anything to worry about.” Joey typed.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right. I’m just looking too much into this.” Author typed back, laughing to himself a bit for over analyzing the situation as he had a tendency to do. “So, anyway, I finally bought Minecraft. I can play online now.”
“Cool, you should join my server.”
For the rest of the day, Author and Joey played Minecraft. Author went to sleep at exactly 9:00 PM.
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Author woke up before his alarm clock again, 9:00 AM. Usually, he woke up at 9:30. It’s been the second day now. Not to mention his 12 hours of sleep. This was unhealthy, according to his fillie-ology teacher. And he had the same dream as yesterday as well. Well, not the same exact dream. In this dream, he wore a fedora and glasses, which is normal for him. But along with that, he wore CLOTHES. But that was normal for a human. Of course, Author wasn’t REALLY a human. But his dream seemed so real. He looked at his hooves. They weren’t hands. That was good. He half-expected to wake up still being a human. He trotted out of bed, despite being wide awake. The shock of waking from that dream took a bit of energy from him. Of course, he could never tell his friends. Who knows how they would react to him reading those silly stories about humans. It was probably just on his mind since he began reading them recently. Of course, there was one per--- er, PONY, he knew that he could trust with the secret, his fellow reader Cherry. He quickly made himself breakfast and ate it and hurried toward the door and stopped with his hoof just above the door knob as he realized that Joey wouldn’t be awake for another hour or so. After all, it WAS the weekend, and everypony was sleeping in. Everypony except Author, who couldn’t help but wake up when he did.
While waiting, he realized that his fedora was crushed and torn due to the rolling that occurred in his sleep. He had fallen asleep with it on again, which wouldn’t really be surprising if you knew Author. He sighed as he realized he would have to make his way to Carousal Boutique in order to have his hat repaired, a feat that was barely feasible considering his lack of assertiveness. But he would do anything for his fedora. ANYTHING.
He quickly trotted towards the door before realizing he never put his glasses back on. He went to the side of his bed where he ALWAYS put his glasses before going to bed. Except they weren’t there this time. He frantically looked around his house before reaching a mirror, finding the glasses on his face. He sighed in relief. He looked at himself in the mirror. His mane and tail were disheveled due to his sleeping. He turned sideways, seeing that he was unsurprisingly skinny even though he ate a lot. Author took note of the pencil that was his cutie mark. He had thought the colors looked good against his light brown fur. Suddenly, a thought crossed his mind: He slept with his glasses on! He’s NEVER done that. Except for yesterday, when he’d had that one dream…
Shrugging it off as a mere coincidence, he trotted over to Carousel Boutique. Normally, a colt like Author would have to disguise this visit, but everypony in Ponyville already knew about his unique fascination of all things fedora. He knocked on the door which was, quite unsurprisingly, answered by a white unicorn pony with a purple mane, whose cutie mark consisted of three blue emeralds.
“Well, hello again, Author!” the white unicorn started. “My, what ever happened to your fedora? I thought you took better care of it than that!” she tisked.
“Hey, Rarity. I accidentally fell asleep while wearing it… My glasses, too…” Author replied.
Rarity looked at the glasses. “Why, I can tell! They are ever-so-slightly bent out of shape! How could you even think about sleeping with them on.” she said in a jokingly scolding voice.
Author blushed slightly, never really being good with talking to girls, especially when they joked around. “Well… I’m not really sure. I mean, I just fell asleep. I never got a chance to really put everything away.” He contemplated whether or not to tell Rarity about his dream. He decided it should wait for Cherry. Rarity doesn’t seem like the kind of pony to read about humans. “Anyway… I kind of need to have them fixed. How many bits would it cost?”
Rarity put a hoof on her own chest and looked up, closing her eyes, as she said “Oh, Author. Don’t worry about that. You’re one of my most faithful customers! I can let the payment slide just once.” It was true. Author went there every day to buy a new fedora.
“Right. Of course. Thank you.” Author replied. “When should I come back to pick them up?”
“Oh, they should be done first thing tomorrow.”
“Right. Again, thank you.” Author headed back home. It was already dark. Apparently, looking for his glasses took longer than he thought it did. He went to bed and struggled to go to sleep. Suddenly, his clock ticked to nine, and just as suddenly, Author fell asleep.
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Author Tempus
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1334
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Cutie Mark Crusaders,Derpy Hooves,Doctor Whooves,Main 6,Original Character,Spike,Trixie,Zecora,Alternate Universe,Adventure,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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Sweet Dreams are Made of This
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Strange dreams and sleep patterns with something more sinister at play.
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hiatus
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<p>"Hello, Author Tempus again. This one is a work of fiction. It's based on a dream that I had that I was a human. I mean, could you imagine? ME, a HUMAN? Those only exist in those stories for little girls that... Uh... I never read. Yeah. Because they're for little girls and such. Ahem."</p><p>Author Tempus has lived an average life, for the most part. Although one morning when he wakes up at exactly 9, he finds that he's not a pony. Although, that's normal for a human, right? He passes his pony self off as a strange dream. But his pony self can say the same for the human form. Something obviously isn't right. Can Author stop this force and prevent the destruction of both Equestria AND Earth?</p><p>(Rated Teen because it has mild swearing.)</p>
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teen
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2011-10-09T23:12:42+00:00
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2011-10-09T23:12:42+00:00
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Sweet Dreams are Made of This_______________________________
Meeting People and Ponies________________________________-
Author awoke again. His face had a bunch of red square imprints on it; he had fallen asleep on his keyboard. He looked at the screen of the laptop to find that Joey had left him a few messages, all of which asking where he was. Author had left Minecraft open and his laptop was burning hot. He needed to remember to shut his laptop down before going to sleep next time. It was Sunday, the day other people would normally be going to church. Author was an atheist, though, and didn’t go to church. Most of his friends did, however, and he had to wait to talk to them. He needed to talk about his dream again. He DID have one atheist friend, Alex. However, Author had no idea how he would react to it. He decided to go for broke and talk to him.
Author went on his laptop to find that he wasn’t on for once. It was a long walk to Alex’s house, and having a permit, he couldn’t drive without being accompanied by an adult. Author hadn’t had contact with his parents since he ran away. Author shook his head, realizing he had been thinking about his parents again. He grabbed a bottle of water and started walking to Alex’s house. He had barely left his property when he ran into a girl from his neighborhood. Or, if you want to get the details right, she ran into him. She always took a jog Sunday mornings. She went to church later on in the day; at least, that’s what Author assumed. She spoke first.
“I’m so sorry! I wasn’t looking where I was going…”
The force of the impact had knocked Author over. He looked up at the woman who ran into him. She had red hair, but it wasn’t a natural red. Her face was pale and devoid of makeup. She wore a white t-shirt and pink track pants. “Oh, it’s no problem… Uh…” He forgot her name! How could he have forgotten her name? Was it Winter? No, Autumn. No! Summer! That was it. “Summer...”
She held her hand down, offering to help him up. He thought about it, but before he had come to a conclusion he was standing, her hand wrapped around his. “Oh, uh… Thanks…” he managed to sputter.
“Oh, no. It was my fault you were knocked down in the first place.” She smiled as she said this.
About a million thoughts were flashing through Author’s head right now. He opened his mouth, and it appeared that his thoughts were racing to the exit. One of them was faster than the rest by a long shot. “Would you like to see a movie with me?” STUPID! Author blushed as he thought this. Why was it that this was the first thought to come out?
“Oh, a movie? Well… I guess I don’t have anything to do next weekend. Sure, why not.”
Author couldn’t believe what just happened. Was this a date? Did he have a girlfriend? What was he doing before that brought him outside? Something to do with dreams… Was this the girl of his dreams? Was she merely a new friend? He didn’t know what to do. “O-OK… I’ll see you… Next weekend…”
“Sounds good.” It was a date! He couldn’t believe this. He was usually a shut-in and awkward around girls, but now he finally asked one out. “By the way… You can let go of my hand now.” Author looked down. He was still holding her hand. Blushing, he quickly let go. His eyes darted around, trying to think of something to say. He could only think of four.
“S… See you next weekend…” Didn’t he already say that? He couldn’t think clearly.
“Yes… Like I said a few seconds ago, sounds good. Bye.”
“Until then…”
After that last exchange, Summer jogged away. Why was he out here again? His dream! He was going to meet with Alex because he wasn’t online. Author started walking the opposite direction Summer jogged. They had different destinations. They had both rounded their respective corners when Author noticed the position of the sun. Or rather, the lack of a position of the sun. Time had apparently passed quickly while talking with Summer. He checked his watch. It was 8:57 PM. It was getting late. Author casually continued walking until he suddenly realized…
“8:57? CRAP!” he quickly turned around and looked at his watch again, stumbling over himself. It had taken him two minutes to realize what was about to happen. Suddenly, his watch beeped, showing that a new hour had started. He collapsed on the middle of the sidewalk, asleep.
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Author woke up, his heart racing. He was no longer on the sidewalk. Well, he was never on the sidewalk to begin with. He got out of bed and stretched his hooves. These dreams were getting very specific… Dr. Whooves would probably know what was going on. He trotted out the door to look for him. He usually hung out at the market. That’s where he would look. When he arrived, the first place he noticed was the shop set up for Sweet Apple Acres. They had a freshly baked pie set out. Author LOVED pie. He ignored it, figuring that finding Dr. Whooves was more important. Until his stomach growled. It shouldn’t take TOO long to get some pie, would it? He trotted to the counter and was greeted by an orange pony with a blonde mane and tail, tied back with red ribbons. She wore a tan Stetson.
“Hey there, sugarcube!” she stated.
“Hey Applejack… How much is a slice of that pie?” Author’s mouth was watering, and he licked his lips as he stared at the pie.
“You and your pahs. Welp, I reckon that since ya’ll love them pahs so much, you kin have this’n for no charge at all.”
“Oh, no… I couldn’t… I mean, Granny Smith’s hip… I have to pay… some… thing…” Author saw Dr. Whooves out of the corner of his eye. “I’ll be right back. I need to talk to somepony.” He trotted towards him.
“Don’ worry. We’ll keep the pah fresh fer yah!” Applejack said before Author left.
He had gotten to Dr. Whooves now. “Doctor! You’re good with all that… Timey… Wimey… Stuff… right?”
“Why, yes. I do believe I am. Tell me, something is on your mind, yes? Something strange is going on. You don’t know what it is. Or, you do know what it is, but you can’t quite put your hoof on it. The TARDIS has been going crazy lately, her scanners have been picking up a lot of spatial residue around Ponyville, but mostly where you live. Tell me, have you been having any strange dreams? Of course you have, that’s why you came to see me! But that doesn’t really explain it, does it?” Dr. Whooves seemed to spit out words faster than anypony in all of Equestria. “Why DID you come to see me?”
Author was taken aback for a bit. But he knew Dr. Whooves always did this. “Well, like you said. I came to you because I’ve been having weird dreams.”
Dr. Whooves seemed unsatisfied with that answer. “No, that’s not what I meant. I meant how did you know that I would know what your strange dreams were about?”
Author thought this question was a bit obvious for Dr. Whooves. “Well, you’re a Timelord, aren’t you?”
“See! That’s exactly what I’m talking about! You don’t ask what the TARDIS is, don’t wonder how I knew you were having the dreams, and you somehow knew I was a Timelord.” Dr. Whooves paused to let this sink in. “We’ve never met before.”
Author blinked. “But… How…”
“It’s your dreams. Whatever is causing them, whatever they’re about; something in those dreams knows about me. And that thing’s memories are seeping through to you. Now, I wish I could help you, but that spatial residue I was telling you about earlier is interfering with all of my… Stuff. But, I can say this. Somehow, somepony from here or the other dimension has broken the barrier between dimensions, and they’ve done it through you. I have no way of knowing who did it, but whoever it was is surely up to no good. Now, I need to work on fixing the TARDIS. I’m sure Ms. Sparkle has some books on the subject if you wish to know more.” With that, Dr. Whooves walked toward the Everfree Forest, where he hid his TARDIS from the citizens of Ponyville.
At least now Author had a lead. An alternate universe. He’s read about those before… He decided to go to the library tomorrow. He didn’t want to fall asleep in the middle of nowhere like the human in his dream did. It was a good thing, too. By the time he had gotten to his bed, it was almost nine. As soon as the hour turned, he fell asleep.
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Author Tempus
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1334
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Cutie Mark Crusaders,Derpy Hooves,Doctor Whooves,Main 6,Original Character,Spike,Trixie,Zecora,Alternate Universe,Adventure,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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Sweet Dreams are Made of This
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Strange dreams and sleep patterns with something more sinister at play.
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hiatus
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<p>"Hello, Author Tempus again. This one is a work of fiction. It's based on a dream that I had that I was a human. I mean, could you imagine? ME, a HUMAN? Those only exist in those stories for little girls that... Uh... I never read. Yeah. Because they're for little girls and such. Ahem."</p><p>Author Tempus has lived an average life, for the most part. Although one morning when he wakes up at exactly 9, he finds that he's not a pony. Although, that's normal for a human, right? He passes his pony self off as a strange dream. But his pony self can say the same for the human form. Something obviously isn't right. Can Author stop this force and prevent the destruction of both Equestria AND Earth?</p><p>(Rated Teen because it has mild swearing.)</p>
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teen
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2011-10-11T00:53:44+00:00
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2011-10-11T00:53:44+00:00
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Sweet Dreams are Made of This_______________________________
Time for School_______________________________________--
Author woke up. It was Monday, a school day. All he could think about was alternate dimensions. He looked around and realized that he wasn’t in his bed, or even his bedroom. He thought back to the day before and remembered that he had fallen asleep on the sidewalk. He quickly got up and ran home, hoping no one had seen him. He changed into his school uniform and ate breakfast. He thought about the alternate dimensions again. About the person or pony who’s up to no good. He grabbed his backpack and wallet as he walked toward the door to go to his bus stop. Another thing crossed his mind. Summer… He had a date with her next weekend. How is he going to explain when he goes to sleep in the middle of the movie and won’t wake up? His bus arrived early today. He was picked up as soon as he got to the bus stop. The bus stopped at the next stop. This is the stop where Joey was picked up. He walked on the bus and sat in the seat across from Author.
“Hey, I haven’t talked to you since Saturday. What happened?” Joey asked.
Author didn’t know what to tell his friend. Should he say that these dreams were really him viewing an alternate dimension? No, he would never believe that… Would he? He could tell him about how he met Summer. But he wouldn’t believe that, either… It seemed that no matter what Author could have said, Joey would have thought him to be crazy…
“Are you still having those dreams? You know, it could be an alternate dimension.”
Author sat completely still. How could he have come to that conclusion if he only told him a day ago? “Wh--- Huh?”
“Ha! Could you imagine if it really WAS an alternate dimension? I’m sure that it would take much more than falling asleep to contact a different dimension.”
“Yes, right… Of course.” Author smiled nervously. Yep, he would definitely think he’s crazy. Author looked out the window and saw the school. He’s really been losing track of time lately… The bus doors opened and everyone poured out. School didn’t start for a few minutes, so Author and Joey went to their usual spot. Their friend, Ditzy, quickly joined them… After running into a few things.
“Hey guys! I can’t believe it’s been a whole weekend since we last talked!” She had long blond hair and very thick glasses that made her eyes look slightly off-center. She wore a gray jacket, like she always wore. Printed on the back of the jacket were two large feathers. “So, what did you guys bring for lunch today?”
“Well, I have a classic PB&J. How about you, Author?”
Lunch! Author forgot about lunch! He was busy thinking about the dreams, and he forgot to pack it. He didn’t even bring his wallet! “Oh… Uh… I kind of… Forgot about lunch…”
“WHAT??? You forgot lunch? Don’t worry! I packed TWO muffins today!” she reached into her purse and took out an empty muffin wrapper with a few crumbs in it. “Oo- oops… Guess I kinda got hungry…”
Author stared at the empty wrapper before smiling slightly. “It’s OK… I can go a day without lunch.” As soon as he said this, his stomach rumbled. The two friends at the table stared at him. “See? My stomach agrees!” The three friends laughed as the bell rang. They all had different classes for the first and second hour; Joey took marine science which was taught by Dr. Franklin, Author took programming by Mrs. Wheeler, and Ditzy took a postal delivery class. That may sound like a strange class, but this school provided teaching on a variety of subjects.
“Oh! I almost forgot! Ms. Jehoosavitz asked me to deliver these to you!” she took out three envelopes, giving one to Author and one to Joey. The one she kept looked like it had already been opened. “See you guys at lunch!” she turned and ran to her first class, tripping over her shoelaces, getting back up and running again a split second later.
“Oh, Ditzy… Y’know, she kind of reminds me of that background pony, Derpy…” Joey stated.
Author thought about this. “You’re right… She even has the same official name. Must just be a...” Suddenly, Author thought about his dreams. Could Ditzy have used the pony Author to get to the human world? No, that’s impossible! Author knew Ditzy his whole life!
“I think the word you’re looking for is… Coincidence.”
“Right, of course. A coincidence…” Author stared blankly into the sky. The realization that he was going to be late to class shocked him out of his stupor. “Shoot! Gotta get to class! Talk to you later!” With this he ran, not tripping on his shoelaces despite them being untied. It seemed like Author NEVER tripped.
“Bye!” Joey yelled toward Author as he himself started running to his own class.
Classes for the trio passed as normal. Joey completed all of his work fast as he was already an expert on the subject matter. Author messed around in Photoshop, having already mastered the subject matter in his class. And Ditzy… Well, no one really knows what they do at the postal delivery class…
After their classes, the trio stayed true to their promise and met up at lunch. Although admittedly it wasn’t very hard, for they met at lunch every day. Ditzy was the first one to speak, and she did so with excitement. “So, did you guys open the letters?”
Author and Joey exchanged glances. “Uh… Well, you see…” Author started.
“Well, we haven’t really had the time to look at them…” Joey finished.
Ditzy stared at both of them. At the same time. “Well, why don’t you guys open the letters now?”
And that’s exactly what they did.
Dear Author,
It has come to my attention that an invasive force of an unknown number is attempting to retrieve the artifacts that this school hides. As is known by all of those involved, you are somehow connected to these artifacts and have devoted a fair amount of time in trying to discover what they were. It is because of this that I am asking you and your closest friends to help defend it. I send this to you in a written form due to its inherent secrecy. We will discuss this with you and your friends tomorrow.
Always yours,
Principal Sparkle
Joey looked at Author. Obviously, Joey’s letter mentioned Author knowing something that he didn’t. Author sighed.
“I bet you want to know, don’t you?”
Ditzy and Joey stared at him and nodded.
“Fine, I guess it couldn’t hurt…” He paused to build a sense of suspense.
“I wasn’t always going to be accepted into this school. In fact, I had nothing going for me. No clubs or extracurricular activities… I was basically off the radar. Until one day when I was on a vacation, and I found something… Something that if in the wrong hands could alter the fate of the universe.
At first, I thought nothing of it. It was just some chasm. Although the scenery was strange. Green trees with brown leaves, strange behavior in the animals… Stuff that wasn’t normal. And I tripped. I fell into the chasm, but something cushioned my fall. Which is weird because the only things at the bottom were a bunch of rocks.
And that’s when I saw them. Six strange gems. They glowed with my proximity, as if trying to reach out to me. I could see them, what they were. We now call them the Elements of Discord. There was hate, greed, dishonesty, abandonment, meanness and finally, the most dangerous, chaos. I wasn’t the first to find this, however. The school had already found it and noticed a strange reaction when I was in its proximity. And so now I’m part of the school. Not much else to tell, really.”
Author’s two friends looked on in intrigue as his story drew to a close. “You’re making this up, aren’t you?” Joey had asked.
“You saw the letter for yourself.” Ditzy retorted.
“Speaking of which…” Author started. “How DO you read?”
She scoffed. “What, you think because my eyes are like this I can’t see right? I’m not blind! I can just see twenty times more than anyone else! Or maybe a hundred! Frankly, sir, I am shocked and appalled.” She crossed her arms, closed her eyes and looked away. After a while, she opened one eye and looked at Author and started laughing. “You really thought I was mad, didn’t you?”
“I hate it when you do that! It makes me feel bad…”
Joey was laughing along with Ditzy, when she said “Aw, does someone need a hug?”
She held Author in a friendly embrace.
"Diiiiitzzzzyyyyyyy, stooooooopppppp!" Author said, feigning agitation.
The three friends laughed. They enjoyed the rest of their lunch- and the school day- without any further surprises.
Eventually, they all made it home, and Author fell asleep again at exactly nine.
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Author woke up. He had another dream. This one was pleasant, unlike the others he had had that were full of a feeling of dread and suspense. This dream was about friendship. Of course, now Author knew it wasn't REALLY a dream. He couldn't shake the feeling that something was off about it, too. Like somepony he knew was in the other dimension... Ditzy! But could one of his closest friends really be the scourge that threatened to destroy both worlds?
Author shrugged off this idea. After all, she was his closest friend.
He remembered his plan to go to the library. He put on his saddlebag and quickly set off to his destination.
When he arrived, he knocked on the door. Spike answered.
"Oh, hey Author! Come here for the new book in the Human Series?"
"Oh, no way! That's out today!?" Author spurted enthusiastically. "Er, uh... I mean, while that holds my interest, I'm here for something else. Something a little more... Sciency."
"Oh, I got ya'. You want some alone time with Twilight, don't you?" Spike asked, nudging Author's leg with his elbow.
"What are you... OH! Oh, no no no no! I'm here for a BOOK! About theoretical physics! Not... Uh... Twilight..."
"Did somepony mention my name?" Twilight asked as she walked to the door frame.
"Yeah, it was Author. He's looking for some book on theoretical physics." Spike said, ignoring his own previous comment.
"Yes, right. Specifically about alternate dimensions." Author thought a bit. "And... Perhaps a book about the elements of harmony as well."
"Of course! Spike, go grab the books 'Alternate Dimensions for Snips' and 'The Elements of Harmony' please."
"Right away, Twilight!" Spike replied with a salute.
When Spike was gone, Twilight spoke up again.
"Oh, by the way, the new book in the Human Series is in. Here you go." She levitated a copy to Author, who sat dumbstruck. The only other being who knew that Author read the Human Series was Spike, but he made him Pinkie Pie Swear not to tell anypony.
"How did you...?"
"To be honest... I... Kind of read them, too... And you seemed like the kind of pony that reads them. That and Spike logs whenever somepony buys a book."
"Right... Of course... Aheh... So, uh... How much do I owe you?"
"You don't owe me anything. You supply a lot of the fiction books here in the library, it's the least I can do."
"Oh, uh... Thanks."
Spike soon returned with the books in hand.
"Well, here they are!" Spike stated as Twilight levitated the books into Author's saddlebags.
"Thanks a lot, guys! You don't know how much this means to me!" Author yelled as he galloped away from the library. Or how much it means to all of Equestria... Author thought.
When he got home, he opened the first book, 'Alternate Dimensions for Snips.' It read:
Hello, inquisitive reader! This book will tell you all you need to know about something the unicorns who study theoretical physics call alternate dimensions. Although the occurrence of these have not been confirmed, there is much evidence supporting them. Some believe that these alternate universes are a stark contrast to our own, while others believe that these universes are exactly the same, albeit with minor differences. Some even believe that it is possible to traverse between these dimensions.
There is also another very popular theory that has to do with another subject in theoretical physics, the elements of harmony. If what is believed about these alternate universes is true that means that if the elements of harmony, believed to be a creative force fueled by friendship, may exist in another universe as the elements of discord, fueled purely by chaos.
Although many ponies doubt the existence of either alternate universes, the elements of harmony, or the alternate elements of harmony, there are still a handful of ponies who dedicate their lives to finding the answer to these questions.
NOTE: This book is not really meant to be read by Snips.
What Author read intrigued him. He remembered something about the elements of discord or something like that in his dreams. He looked at his clock. Almost time for bed. This time, he actually felt tired before the turn of the hour kidnapped his consciousness and brought him into a slumber.
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Bookish Delight
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1335
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Fluttershy,Twilight Sparkle,Slice of Life,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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P3 Project Episode 4: Starting Small
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Twilight Sparkle has a plan to cure Fluttershy's shyness. Crazy talk, or does Twilight have an ace?
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complete
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<p>Twilight Sparkle has a plan to cure Fluttershy's... well, shyness. Can she succeed where so many ponies have failed?...</p>
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teen
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My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic
Pony Permutation Project!: Episode 4
"Starting Small"
by Bookish Delight, 2010-2011
All characters and referred properties belong to Hasbro.
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"Are you there, Fluttershy?"
A purple unicorn knocked on her fellow pony's door late in the evening. "It's me, Twilight Sparkle. Can I talk to you?"
No answer. That was strange--the house appeared to be occupied. She could see a light coming from the rear window. Twilight Sparkle decided to knock again.
"Fluttershy? Are you home? Rarity just told me you passed by her going toward your house! I was hoping to ask you something..."
A bright light finally came on at the front of the house. Twilight Sparkle walked forward, expecting to be let in. Well, that hadn't been so hard-
"Um... nopony is home," a faint, breathy voice finally said from inside the house.
Twilight sighed and shook her head. "Fluttershy. Your lights are on. You turned them on yourself just now. Then you just opened your mouth to tell me you weren't there."
Silence again.
"...I did this wrong, didn't I?" asked the faint voice.
"Fluttershy, please! I just want to talk. But it's urgent, so if I have to go unicorn on your door, I will."
Finally, a yellow pony head raised slowly upward from the other side of the door's window. A tiny squeak accompanied it once the two of them were at eye level, and the head popped down again.
"Is anypony with you?" Fluttershy asked.
Twilight shook her head. "Nope. I'm completely alone."
The door opened slowly. "Okay, you can come in."
"Thanks a lot."
Twilight Sparkle walked inside. Fluttershy's home was full of soft, happy, and sometimes even frilly things. Brilliant flowers and drapery could be seen all around, and carpeting lined the floor which felt, to Twilight Sparkle's hooves, soft as a cloud.
Such tranquility to be found--and this was merely the public living quarters! Twilight Sparkle was almost scared to think of what this house's bedroom was like.
"So... what brings you here?" asked Fluttershy. "You're usually in your own house by now too, aren't you?"
The unicorn nodded. "That sort of ties into why I'm here. You see, Rainbow Dash and I had a long talk earlier, and as much as I've tried, I just can't get it out of my head. Something about it just... got to me. And then it got me thinking of you."
"Of me?" Fluttershy echoed. Most ponies didn't really... think of her. Not that she had much of a problem with this. She was all for making friends, but... slowly. Yes. Very slowly. Being overwhelmed was never a good thing in her book.
"Yes. From what I hear, you're a pretty shy pony, right?"
Fluttershy simply stared at her.
"...right. Silly question. Well, I don't know if you've noticed, but I was never very good around other ponies either--especially before I came here."
Fluttershy nodded. She indeed remembered hearing something along those lines.
"But my problems came from me never really wanting to make friends. You... you come across as different to me."
"'Different'?"
Fluttershy shivered a bit, and backed away. "Different" was a word she heard directed towards her far too often for her tastes. Eventually, she'd learned what it meant, and decided that she didn't like it.
Twilight realized what she'd said almost instantly. "No, no! Different in a good way! A very good way!"
Fluttershy stopped again, now curious.
"If you don't mind my saying so," Twilight continued, "you're definitely a very friendly pony, and it always looks to me like you'd even love to make a whole bunch of friends! But something... something you're not even sure of... always stops you short. Am I getting warm?"
Fluttershy finally relaxed a bit. "...maybe."
"Whew! Thank goodness--that was the only theory I had to work with. Anyway, after thinking about it, I got an idea. Would you like to hear it?"
"I will listen," Fluttershy said, "but that's all I can promise." She considered it fair--after all, many 'ideas' to this end had been tried long before Twilight Sparkle came to Ponyville. Pinkie Pie's, for some reason, had always proven the most painful.
"Fair enough," Twilight agreed. "How about you and I work together on this?"
"'Together'?"
Twilight nodded eagerly. "Uh huh! Let's start small. If we can learn to be less shy around each other, then maybe we can learn to be less shy as a whole. How about it?"
"Hmmmm..." Fluttershy took pause to think before finally replying with, "...this sounds like work. Social work."
"Probably. But at least it's less work, right? Think about it. Learn to be comfortable around me, or try to withstand an entire village of ponies at once. I've seen you when you try the latter option..." Twilight Sparkle sighed. "...and I'm not much better either."
Fluttershy sighed as well. "You have a point. How would we go about this, then?"
"Well... oh! We could share our daily activities! How's that for a start?"
"So," Fluttershy said, piecing things together, "you could join me in my daily caring of the animals?"
"Yes! Exactly! I'll learn to help you out in whatever you do with the local animal life! Um... what do you do?"
And finally, happiness washed over Fluttershy's face, replacing the constant nervousness she'd communicated up to that very point. Her gaze shifted starward, and her voice went from zero to dreamy in no time at all:
"The animals around Ponyville... I make sure their days are as happy as can be. I hop with the bunnies, I fly with the birds, I feed everyone I can, I help solve their problems, I teach singing, I teach dancing... oh, it's absolutely wonderful."
"I-it certainly sounds so," said Twilight, fully aware of the sudden elation in Fluttershy's voice. "And you sound like you really enjoy your work, which is just as wonderful."
"Oh, I do. Rarity once told me that ponies should love their jobs... and nothing makes me happier than what I just described to you."
"Well, then, how about this," said Twilight. "I help you in your animal care... and you can join me in studying my magic."
"Your magic?" Oh, right, Fluttershy realized. Unicorn! Magic would definitely be in the cards, then.
"Yep! Magic definitely has its uses and advantages--even in your field of work. Like this, for example..."
At those words, Twilight Sparkle gestured for Fluttershy to step outside. After some hesitation, the latter finally walked through the doorway, joining her visitor in the meadow a short distance from her house.
"Watch this," the violet unicorn said, barely visible in the night. Soon, however, her horn glowed with a guiding, magical light, and pointed to the sky. Seconds later, it glowed even brighter, and a large circle of flowers instantly sprouted up around them.
As fireflies gathered around both them and the newfound plant life, a rich multicolored light show could be seen in their entire field of view.
Fluttershy gasped in wonderment. The night had just become... bright, and beautiful. She had no idea the night could be either of these things! She now almost regretted heading inside whenever the sun went down.
Was this the power of making new friends? Would each new one she made banish her fears left and right, and teach her new things in the process?
Oh, Twilight... I think I'm beginning to understand.
She made a decision just then to do everything in her power, small as it was, to find out.
"I... I like this," Fluttershy finally said. "A lot."
Twilight Sparkle stood and beamed with pride. She wasn't sure if her spell would even work, but it looked like things were running smoothly. "I'm glad you do, Fluttershy. I--huh?"
The unicorn was stopped short just then as she felt, then saw, Fluttershy tiptoeing next to her, just before warmly brushing her pegasus wings against Twilight Sparkle's side.
They were soft, too.
She could practically hear her blush right now--but fortunately, Fluttershy's meek voice still cut through it.
"As for you, Twilight... I think I like you a lot too."
A now much happier Twilight Sparkle simply closed her eyes, and brushed back as best she could.
Maybe this plan had a chance after all.
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FO:E Every kind of chip: Vocal's story.
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I am Vocal. I lived in a Stable, and was an average pony. But, something happened, and I had to go.
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<p>My name is Vocal, born in a Stable, and became a security guard for it. My life was average, but a few things were off. After some time, I had to leave my "Beloved" Stable. Bunch of crooks anyways, good riddance. At least, that was what i thought. This is not the story of me rising above the rest and conquering some evil, but it is also not me walking around, discussing my eating habits and what not. I'll try to cut out the boring stuff for you.</p>
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teen
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2011-10-13T00:20:29+00:00
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[Chapter One
“Wake up and smell the ashes”/center]
Well, ‘ere we are, suppose I should start the story from the beginning, or maybe start at the end and periodically go back there to showcase the characters and get perspective, but, I think I should just stick to the traditional method, my name is Vocal, I’d been in a stable my whole life, Stable 86, if memory serves which (thank Celestia) still does. In that stable, we were divided into two groups, red and blue, I was a security guard, so I was technically neutral, as the children and their parents are separated from the two until we get our cutie marks. Our Stable’s little experiment was, luckily, not very dangerous for us, just separation. But, I digress, I was a security guard, and one day the overmare calls me into her office and she says “Vocal, we need you to leave the stable,” so naturally, I ask “why?” and then she nearly knocks me out, she replies by saying “Because the door is set to open, and we need you to recon the situation” so, after a little bit, I agree. Having no family left, I was the obvious choice. I didn’t know what was really in store.
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The Door rumbled open, and after a breath, I stepped out. I walked out the door, and left. The door closed behind me. I looked around, and immediately knew the situation wasn’t good, running back into the cave, I pounded on the door, the overmare’s voice came out of a speaker “I’m sorry Vocal, we have to send someone out once every 20 years, we can’t let you back in, the stable’s systems would eradicate all life inside the stable,” so naturally, I yelled back a rather rude retort, involving some words about a female dog and some other things, and she responded calmly “I’m sorry, we chose you because you were trained and had no family, but I can give you one more thing to help you,” a small vent rumbled open, revealing a small 5.56 SMG with about 80 rounds, some health potions, and a few other supplies. I stood there for some amount of time, just staring at the supplies, slack jawed, looking like an idiot. It must have been a few hours or maybe a few minutes, before I moved on.
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Looking around, I saw what looked like a camp, as I approached it, gunfire flew out to greet me. Levitating out my pistol, I began to take shots, I was thankful for my training. A raider went down, a bullet between her eyes, it was, by all means, a lucky shot. Three raiders were out of the fight already, leaving two, when another came out, with some kind of chaingun saddle rig up. I took him down before he got off a shot. I was aiming to injure, not kill, the raiders. Another shot flew out, but this time, directed at the raiders. I glanced over to see someone in metal barding coming up, a different one of those gun rigs firing at the raiders. As the last raider fell he walked up and shooting the dying raiders. I watched in cold shock as he did so. He was a grey color. When he finished he turned to me and said “Name’s Duke,” he said in a slightly southern accent, “Vocal,” I replied, “well Vocal, mighty brave of ya to take on a raider camp, either that er stupid,” he continued “hmm, nice armor ya got there, you from a vault?” I nodded. “so, is it open?” he asked, “No,” I replied “I was kicked out, it’s a long story, well, I better be going now, thanks for your help,” he grunted a reply. Before I went on my way, however, I walked up and grabbed two ammo boxes, I had an idea to use them as saddle bags. It would be good to have some armor between my stuff and some bullets. Not to mention between me and said bullets.
Footnote: Level Up
New Perk: Mare killer – You do more damage versus the opposite sex, and sometime you will get special dialogue options.
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goneforeversorry
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1336
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Adventure,Alternate Universe,Dark,Sad
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FO:E Every kind of chip: Vocal's story.
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I am Vocal. I lived in a Stable, and was an average pony. But, something happened, and I had to go.
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cancelled
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<p>My name is Vocal, born in a Stable, and became a security guard for it. My life was average, but a few things were off. After some time, I had to leave my "Beloved" Stable. Bunch of crooks anyways, good riddance. At least, that was what i thought. This is not the story of me rising above the rest and conquering some evil, but it is also not me walking around, discussing my eating habits and what not. I'll try to cut out the boring stuff for you.</p>
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2011-10-31T02:22:00+00:00
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Chapter Two
“Roads less Traveled”
Scrapheap was exactly as the name suggested. The stench was overwhelming at first, but I got used to it. I realized how hungry I was, so I went to one of the shops. However, they wanted bottle caps for some reason. I headed over to a store entitled “Cherry Pie’s Barter Station,” using cobbled signs. I headed in. I was greeted by a green apple colored mare. She gave me a wave, and said “Hiya! I’m Cherry Pie, you’re new in town aren’t you?” and, without waiting for a response, continued “I remember pretty much everyone, what’s your name?” she pondered “I’m Vocal,” I answered, “well pleased to meet you, Vocal!” she said, “now what brings you on into my store here?” she asked, “well,” I began “I was looking to sell some of my things, get some, uh, caps,” smiling, she asked, “Well, what do you have?” I pulled out some of the ammo that wouldn’t work on my pistol or SMG, and was about to hoof them over, when I saw a rifle on the wall, “what’s that?” I asked, gesturing to the semi auto carbine, “That’s some hunting rifle, uses that ammo there” she said, pointing to a couple clips I was holding. I asked “How much?” she said “I’ll give it to ya for those three magazines there,” and I hooved them over. Then she said “how much do you want for the rest?” I said “twenty caps?” and she shook her head, “I couldn’t just rob you like that, they’re worth at least forty,” I thanked her, and received my caps. I walked out, bidding her a good day.
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The food was filling, although it left a bitter after taste. I walked out, and tried to think of what to do. I was new in the wastes. Despite being kicked out of the stable, I was feeling rather up beat after eating. I pulled up my Pipbuck and looked at the map. Unsurprisingly, there were no new locations.
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Before I go on, I should explain a few things. I’ll start off at the beginning, when I got my cutie mark, to be exact. I really liked my cutie mark, the shield. I got it defending some other fillies and colts from a few bullies, well, truthfully, defending isn’t the right term. More like, being a sand bag for them to wail on while the others escaped. But, it got me my cutie mark. For that, I got a position on the security force. After that it’s pretty bland. Back to the story.
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As I walked the wasteland in the area around Scrapheap, I heard the sounds of a gunfight. I was curious (and a part of me seemed to want to live up to my cutie mark) a walked towards the sounds. A few minutes later, the battle came into view. I saw what looked like a family fighting off raiders. Un-holstering my SMG, I opened up SATS (Stable-Tec Assisted Targeting Spell) and began picking targets. Two of the bandits were down, and three remained. The family used the opportunity to pop out and take shots. In a few minutes, the last raider was dispatched. “Well Thank y’ much, stranger,” said the crimson coated stallion, “people call m’ vendor,” he said with a bit of a drawl. “I’m Vocal,” I responded “and it was no problem,” Vendor continued “that’s awfully kind of y’ and I know it wasn’t jus’ nothing, ain’t many folks in the waste that would risk their skin for some random people, and speaking of which, where are m’ manners,” he turned and started gesturing to his group, “this ‘ere is Greengrass,” he said, pointing at his son, “this is Daisy,” he said, pointing to his daughter, “and, well, I think y’ c’n introduce yerself, honey, y’ ain’t no filly,” his wife responded “I’m Lightrose,” I continued the conversation, “well it’s a pleasure to meet you all,” the stallion looked at my barding, “are y’ from one of those stables?” I nodded, suddenly uncomfortable for some reason, “is it open?!” he said, a light shining in his eyes, “no, I was kinda kicked out, it’s a long story, but the short reason is that the stable has to send everyone out once every some years,” he looked saddened, and I felt a pang of guilt, he and his family should be in the stable. He regained his composure, “oh well, I knew it was a long shot, but thanks for your help, and here take this,” he said, tossing me a bag of caps, “we’re kinda low on money, gotta get to the next town to trade, but you saved our lives,” I started to refuse them, but he insisted. As they walked towards the town, I looked around, spotting a crest and climbed towards it, and saw a good view of the surrounding land. I saw what looked like smoke from a town, and a city off in the distance. I suspected it was Stalliongrad. Turning around, I spotted what had to be Ponyville off in the distance. Night was falling, and I decided to hike towards Ponyville, I would probably be there after three hours.
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As I neared the town I came upon a hill, and decided to climb it and get a better view. What I saw was quite a surprise. There was a grey mare, obviously from a Stable, taking down a last couple of raiders. ‘hmm,’ I thought to myself, ‘I’ll have to keep and ear out for news on that’ and I remembered that my Pipbuck had a radio, I slipped the earbloom in, and tuned into a broadcast. I heard a song that was familiar, something that they played in the stable. I found myself wondering if the whole wasteland had one radio station that was controlled by Stable-Tec, but I dashed it from my mind. As a guard, I was given more information than the local populace, which was why I wasn’t very surprised as I came out of the Stable. I turned off the radio, and saw a Pegasus fly out of the tree which was probably a library, except that it was, different, I thought that it was green, when I realized that it was decomposing, I was shocked, and concluded that it must have been the magical radiation.
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Once I had found a shelter in a drainage culvert, I took out the two ammo boxes I had found earlier, I began rig them to my saddlebags. It covered my flank, and I suddenly decided to armor my saddlebags as well, I was very grateful for my skill with tools. I had discovered that I had them in my saddlebags and they were very helpful. There was a lot of scrap nearby, and I began to pick up some of the less rusted stuff. After a while, I was pleased with my setup, and settled in for the night. Without something occupying me, my thoughts started to swirl. It was a mix of depression, fear, and burning anger. I didn’t want to kill an innocent pony, but there were some pretty dark thoughts running through my head. As far as I was concerned, the raiders had it coming. Ponykind had come up from nothing, we could rebuild, but there were all of these evil ponies trying to stop it. I decided not to get all high and mighty; after all, I had killed them without a second thought. It was quite dark, and I decided to flip down the visor on my helmet, it had night vision built in. I began to observe my surroundings, I saw a billboard off in the distance, and the thoughts starting creeping back in. I wondered if this was what insanity was. A heard a sound, like hooves on pavement, I quieted myself. A voice began talking about the time I noticed crying, “quiet down! Ill teach you what happens to ponies who don’t listen,” the crying seemed to quiet, “that one might not get as high of a price,” one said, hold on, were they selling people? I risked a look and saw several ponies in chains, and three ponies guarding them. They had poor armor, and only one had a firearm, I could take that one down and deal with the other two easily. I pulled out my SMG.
BAM BAM BAM
The one with a pistol was dead, and I turned to the others, pumping lead into one. The other got to me, he had a shovel handle, several seconds later, he was on the ground, and I pumped a round through his brain. I looked at the ponies, they were frightened, and I searched for a key. Once I found it, I began to unlock their cuffs. There were three, a colt, filly, and a mare. She thanked me, and I levitated the pistol to her. She took it and thanked me. Once they were out of site, I began to loot the bodies. The other one with a knife was still alive, and she looked up at me with terrified eyes. I gave her a painkiller shot and she dozed off into a deep slumber that she wouldn’t wake from. I didn’t want to be a monster. But she made her choice, and it was the wrong one. Those were the consequences of that choice. I decided to travel for the night. My helmet turned darkness to light, and I wasn’t getting asleep soon because of that. A few minutes later, I stumbled upon a house. I looked at my weapons, and decided to go for the pistol; it would be difficult to bring about a long rifle in close quarters. I also decided to ready my security baton. I brought up my eyes forward sparkle, there was nothing in the house, but I am not very trusting of technology, and kept out my 10mm Maysur pistol. The house was already quite looted, but I found an old military helmet, which I decided I could use to upgrade my modified security helmet. The helmet reminded me of the spells I knew. I had a group of about seven, and I was pretty fair with them. My three best were my electrical shock spell (only powerful enough to stun), my ‘riot shield spell’ as I called it, and my favorite, the ‘weapon jammer’ which is quite self explanatory. After a bit more searching, I found a safe. Locked. Luckily, I was able to force it open, but I vowed to learn how to lockpick. Inside the safe I found a beautiful 12mm Kegholt auto pistol and about 45 rounds. I also found a memory orb (I didn’t even think many of those survived) and a healing potion. Once I was sure the building was secure, I focused on a memory orb with my magic.
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The room I was in, or, the person I was watching the memory of was in, was quite nice. A cool draft was blowing through a window. The room was small, a bedroom, and I realized that it was the room I found the memory orb in. there was a radio on. It was blasting out news of some coalition disbanding. I wondered why he was recording this memory. He walked up to a wall and tapped one it three times in one place, two in another and another four in the first. A panel in the wall slid open. I revealed a terminal. The host tapped in his passcode (which was ‘dutiful’) and browsed the terminal. He found a file titled ‘LOCATIONS’ and opened it. He copied the info onto a holodisk and backed out. Then he selected a directory entitled ‘FINAL’ and brought it up, which led to two options ‘NO RETURN’ and ‘GO BACK?’ and he clicked ‘NO RETURN’ which made text pop up. He only skimmed it and hit the last option, ‘END’ and the terminal shut down, my ‘host’ pulled out a small device, which I realized was a magnet, and scanned it over the terminal. It would wipe all of the data off it. After doing that, he pulled out the Kegholt and fired into it for good measure. Taking out a Pipbuck, he slotted the holodisk in along with some kind of transmitter. He pressed a few buttons, and sent the info. He took out the holodisk and shot it as well after he scanned it with the magnet. Sounds came from the main door. Someone was getting in. the door burst open, right as my host was hiding the safe. He looked up as a pony in black combat armor came in. He had one of those gun rigs with a single rifle on it. Without giving my host more than a glance, he fired, taking him down. He crawled to the safe, taking the memory device off.
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I came back to the real world. I was in a bit of a daze. I decided not to think about what happened. I slid the orb into my saddlebags. I walked over to the wall, and tapped in the code. The terminal was the same. I managed to take out some of the scrap and found some parts that might be useful. I decided to sleep there for the night.
Footnote: Level Up
New Perk: Gun Lover – You have and maintain a wide variety of firearms, you get +5 to guns and repair.
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goneforeversorry
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1336
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Adventure,Alternate Universe,Dark,Sad
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FO:E Every kind of chip: Vocal's story.
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I am Vocal. I lived in a Stable, and was an average pony. But, something happened, and I had to go.
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cancelled
| 11 | 4 |
<p>My name is Vocal, born in a Stable, and became a security guard for it. My life was average, but a few things were off. After some time, I had to leave my "Beloved" Stable. Bunch of crooks anyways, good riddance. At least, that was what i thought. This is not the story of me rising above the rest and conquering some evil, but it is also not me walking around, discussing my eating habits and what not. I'll try to cut out the boring stuff for you.</p>
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teen
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2011-10-12T23:40:51+00:00
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Chapter 3
“The Descent”
I woke up. Trapped. Slavers had found me in the middle of the night and put me in a cage in their wagon. They had injected me with a sedative to keep me under. There were two others in the cart, a filly and her mother. I saw my weapons on the back of one of the slavers. I thought about levitating them off, but the other guards would have rounds pumped into me before I could click off the safety. I had nothing to do. My thoughts kept drifting back to my last day in the Stable.
The air had been stale, as usual. The lights seemed dimmer, and everyone seemed tired. I had been called into the security office. I had expected it was for my report on the fight that had broken out. Two of the engineers, drunk, got into a disagreement and I had to pull them apart. They were both under stall arrest. I was greeted by Chief Patroz. He told me to follow him, and I obeyed. He led me to the Overmare’s office. She greeted me.
“The Stable is running out of parts for the generators,” she said
I stood there obediently, trying to figure out why I needed to know.
“we need to send someone out, and see if it is safe for the rest of us to go, the cameras that we used to use were knocked out a decade ago,” she continued
I looked dumbstruck, I was already knowing what was coming next.
“We need you to go out, and recon the area,”
I stood there for a few seconds, and then nodded.
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I was pulled put of my thoughts as the wagon came to a halt. I looked up. It was a compound of some sorts. But it looked like we were just passing through. As we passed in, I was shocked by the scene. Bodies of ponies, strung up on crosses, were everywhere. They were still alive. I then noticed red banners, with manticores on them. This wasn’t a raider camp. A pony in armor with a helmet made seemingly of feathers walked out. The slaver gave him a few caps and we started rolling again.
After about two hours of travelling, we stopped, the slavers got out some of their food, and I sas the perfect chance to get out. The one with my weapons dropped his saddlebags as they gathered around and started setting up a fire. Two of the four went off to find more firewood. Once they were out of sight, I slowly levitated out my rifle and SMG, the guards didn’t even take out the ammo. The two around the fire were down, and one of the others came back. He already had his shotgun out, and started pumping shells towards me, they were slugs, but he was a poor shot. The other two prisoners cowered in the corner of the cage. Even with his poor aiming, a round made it through my right foreleg, taking me down. My magic imploded. He ran towards the cage shooting, but I used one of my best spells, the weapon jamming spell. Sadly, it also works on my guns and I had to find something to take him down with. Quick. I saw a rusted piece of relatively sharp metal and floated it up.
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The cage door opened with a click, and I limped out, the mare and child in tow. I holstered my now unjammed weapons and turned to the other two. They had expressions of happiness and fear. I turned away, bringing out a healing potion from my bag, when I realized that I would have to get the lead out. The two were walking away, and the mother scooped up the
shotgun that the slaver had been using. I turned my attention to getting out the chunk of lead. ‘busy hooves are happy hooves,’ I thought to myself with a smirk. I didn’t have any tools, so I decided to use my magic. I let out a pained groan. As I finally got it out. I sighed with relief. I decided to put away the potion, and took out a few bandages, wrapping them around my leg. I walked over to a different dead slaver. I searched his saddlebags, and repeated the process with the others. At the end, I had found three cans of food, some ammo, and a few bandages. I checked my Pipbuck, I was near Phillydelphia. Fantastic. I looked at the wagon. In a few minutes, I had it on and was pulling it, with even more of the supplies that they had. I didn’t have any clue where to go, but I didn’t want to head in to the big city. Instead I started heading back in the direction of Ponyville. I checked on my Pipbuck map, when I found a new broadcast. I tuned in to it.
“-please help, this message repeats….. if there is anyone out there, this is Velna’s Rangers, we are pinned down outside of Phillydelphia, please, help, this message repeats.”
I turned off the radio, ‘looks like I’m heading to Phillydelphia after all, I thought to myself.’ I sighed. I had only been out here for three days, and I had already been captured by slavers. Things were not going well. I let out a sigh. I was probably going to die out here soon. ‘unless,’ I thought to myself, ‘I can find some friends, or at least help, how corny,’ I stifled a laugh. Walking along, I knew this wouldn’t be easy, they hadn’t said what they were pinned down by, I was hoping it was raiders or something. I halted and sighed. ‘there is no was ill be able to take anything down, who am I kidding,’ I mumbled. I hated not being able to do anything. I cursed myself, I cursed the wasteland, I cursed everything. Apparently, I was yelling pretty loud, because someone started talking.
“you’ve got quite a mouth on you, haven’t you?” a mare asked
I froze up, it would be near impossible to quickly turn the wagon, and I suddenly wished I hadn’t taken it, so instead I played along with her questioning, “yeah. I suppose,”
I slowly turned my wagon, “hold up right there, buddy,”
I heard a shotgun being pumped, “how do I know you aren’t a raider, or a slaver?” she asked,
“you don’t, but your just gonna have to trust me on my word,” I responded,
“what’s your name?” she questioned,
“Vocal,” I responded flatly.
“Well, Vocal, nice to meet you, I’m Very Merry, but people just call me Verma,”
“Nice to meet you too,” I said dully.
“alright, you can turn, you haven’t tried to shoot me yet, and your armor doesn’t make you look like a raider,” she said
I turned, Verma was a light blue pony, a unicorn, in fact, which explained how she could talk while holding the shotgun, which she now had holstered by her saddlebags. Her eyes were a dark green, and her main a light brown, with a single light blue strand in it, she held out a hoof, I took it and shook it, to the best of my abilities, the wagon encumbering my movement.
“So where are you heading?” she asked with an inquisitive look.
I shrugged and answered, “Not sure, just roaming around.”
“It’s pretty dangerous out here on own,” she said
“Yeah,” I paused and lifted my injured foreleg, “I noticed.”
“well why don’t you come with me?” she said “I could always use an extra hoof in my travels.”
I paused for a moment. Verma seemed pretty good natured, compared to most of the other ponies I had met. I took a moment to consider it.
“Why not,” I responded
“Well alright!” she said with a smile, “let’s go then, do you wanna bring the wagon or…”
“not really,” I said, tugging the straps loose.
‘How corny,’ my thoughts teased, I smirked at my own brain, it seemed. We started walking, I didn’t bother to check the direction, I didn’t care at this point, it would be good to have someone to talk to, to keep the dark thoughts out of my mind.
“So, where are you from?” she asked
I paused, wondering what to say, “Vault 86,” I said after a moment.
“Really? I thought they were closed, that’s interesting.” She said
“Yeah, but I was forced to leave,” and she gave me a quizzical look, “It’s a long story,”
We walked for a while, before we spotted a small village.
“Oh my,” she said, very concerned, “We have to go around,”
“Why?” I asked, puzzled.
“That is a Legion outpost,” she said, a bit of fear in her voice.
I didn’t ask any more questions, I decided I would ponder later. She motioned for me to follow, and we started to make a large circle around the camp. Amazingly, we made it around without any issue, although a Legionnaire almost saw me, and a I realized that they were the same ponies who’s camp I had passed through when the slavers had me. Once we finally made it around, and were out of earshot, I started asking questions. She gave me a short summary of the Legion, after I had launched out at least a dozen questions.
“The Legion is a large… army, consisting of slaves and conquered tribes, they are… evil, and they crush everyone who opposes them… and kill anyone else,” she finished with a shiver.
“Wow,” I said solemnly.
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We had been walking for about four and a half hours before it started to get dark. Then it started to rain. We ran for cover, and found a cave. It was somewhat dry inside, dryer than the outside, at least. I ventured outside, and came back with some timber for a fire. It was soaking wet though, but, luckily, there was some dry wood in the cave, which we used to dry the wet logs and sticks off. After a while, there was a soft fire, and I realized that while I had my nightvision, Verma hadn’t been able to see a thing. The fire provided light, but it was dim, so I flicked on my Pipbuck light. I sat on my hauches, and took off my saddlebags. I started searching through them manually, and found what I was looking for. I took out a small holodisk, and popped it in my Pipbuck. I switched the Pipbuck to its speakers (security models had speakers for broadcasting messages in the Stable) and a song started playing. It was a fully instrumental version of a song that I couldn’t remember the name of. I then started rifling through my saddlebags, while Verma watched with an amused look. I took out some of the terminal parts, along with a broken radio I had found, and started to tinker with them. The radio didn’t work, and I tried to figure it out. After a while, I found a piece that looked like it was burnt out, and replaced it with a piece of the terminal. Putting it back together, I tuned into a broadcast, and switched off my Pipbuck’s Song.
“until next time, kiddies, this is DJ Pon3…” I smiled with my success, and Verma gave a little clap. ‘Busy hooves are happy hooves,’ the voice inside my head whispered, it seemed to hate me, or at least get joy in spiting me. I tried to repel those thoughts and turned to Verma.
“Who’s DJ Pon3?” I asked.
“Just somepony who seems to have a lot of informants and knowledge in the wastes,” she said, “There are a lot of people who listen to him, he’s a symbol of hope to most, just a voice to others,”
“hmph,” I responded, it wasn’t very important. But at least someone was trying to help, unlike the majority of ponies I had met so far. ‘Verma’s pretty attractive, don’t you think?’ my thoughts tempted. i pushed them away, thinking like that would make me think of… past occurrences… instead, I turned my attention to my saddlebags, pulling out my bedroll, Verma already had hers out, and I started setting up mine. ‘Busy hooves are -‘ I politely told my thoughts to go die in a hole. Once it was setup, I decided to turn my thoughts to less dark things. I started messing with my Pipbuck, trying to find out why it marked random locations, like Scrapheap, that hadn’t existed before the war. After not finding a single thing, I gave up. I saw that Verma was reading a book, I couldn’t see the title, and I didn’t bother trying to find out.
“Who’s taking first watch?” I asked.
“Oh right, thanks for reminding me,” she got up, taking out some things from her bags. She set up an alarm system out of string and cans, “Simple, but I gets the job done, and I’m a light sleeper.”
I nodded, why hadn’t I thought of that? I decided that I would have to find a library of some kind, and get a book or two.
“Well, goodnight Vocal.” She said
“Goodnight,” I responded softly, I stared off into space for a few minutes, but before I could be caught in my own thoughts, I had fallen asleep, I hadn’t noticed just how tired I was.
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The morning was colder than others. Other than that, it was pretty much the same. I slowly got up. I checked my Pipbuck, it was 7:48. I yawned. Verma wasn’t up yet, and I started getting breakfast ready. She really was quite good looking, as I saw her without her barding. I looked at her cutie mark; it was two horseshoes next to each other. I got the fire up again, and started cooking a can of beans and took out a can of apples. I went outside to survey the area. We were next to an old forest, completely barren and burned. The air was relatively fresh, and there was a small break in the cloud cover. As I watched, it was quickly drawn closed. I looked around, and saw no definable landmarks. I went back into the cave.
Verma was awake when I came in.
“Good morning,” she said cheerily.
“Morning,” I said in a somewhat less depressing tone than usual. I sat down and tended to the beans.
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After breakfast we headed out. I checked my Pipbuck, but there were no locations nearby.
“How’d you get your cutie mark?” I asked her
“Exploring, it would seem, it kinda makes sense,” she responded, “I wondered why it wasn’t a map or something, but horseshoes make sense too.”
I nodded. We walked for another hour or so, before stumbling upon a house.
“I’ll go inside, you wait out here and keep watch,” she told me.
“Alright.” I confirmed. I looked around, and saw a rock jutting out of the ground. I clambered up on it, and kept a lookout. After only a few minutes, I saw something. I levitated on my modified helmet, and switched to thermal vision, but it had limited range, so I flipped it off. I crouched down, and waited. After another minute, they were close enough to get a good look. Four ponies. All raiders. I crawled over to the house, and warned Verma. She snuck out of the house, and we waited to see if the raiders would come closer. I carefully brought out my rifle, and got ready. Apparently, my luck had run out when we passed the Legion camp. The raiders spotted us, and charged shooting. One of them had a rusty sword, two had pistols, and one had a light SMG. I fell the one with the SMG and Verma got one of the pistol users. They were closing in, and I took out my SMG while putting away my rifle. They were a few paces away, and I brought up my riot shield spell. I pumped a dozen rounds into the other pistol holder, and turned to face the final one with the sword. I stunned him with my shock spell, and Verma finished him off.
“You got some pretty nifty spells there Vocal,” Verma said
“I like to think so,” I responded, panting, “What spells do you have?”
“a handful,” she answered, “mainly some bland ones, but I also have one that throws people back, kinda like telekinesis, except I don’t’ have to really aim it,”
“Neat,” I said, regaining my composure.
“Well, ready to go?” she asked, I nodded.
Footnote: Level Up
New perk: Educated – you get +3 skill points per level.
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FO:E Every kind of chip: Vocal's story.
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I am Vocal. I lived in a Stable, and was an average pony. But, something happened, and I had to go.
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<p>My name is Vocal, born in a Stable, and became a security guard for it. My life was average, but a few things were off. After some time, I had to leave my "Beloved" Stable. Bunch of crooks anyways, good riddance. At least, that was what i thought. This is not the story of me rising above the rest and conquering some evil, but it is also not me walking around, discussing my eating habits and what not. I'll try to cut out the boring stuff for you.</p>
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2011-11-24T02:26:09+00:00
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Chapter Four
“The Darkness of Remembrance”
All was silent. It wasn’t a peaceful silence; it was a heavy, almost loud silence. I slowly came out of my stupor. I was on the dirt and rock of the ground, that much I could tell, and I tried to remember what had happened. All I could remember was the sound of explosions, and a bright light, a bright heat, fire. I tried to move, when a sharp pain went up my left side, as well as my right foreleg. It hurt. I had been shot before, but this was different. My skin of my leg felt like it was melting. I was sure that I had broken, if not shattered some bones. I noticed a sound, breathing. I bit through the pain, and looked towards the sound, I saw Very Merry. I turned back, and tried to bring my memories together.
CLICK
The sound was followed by a thud against the ground. I had just enough time to shout a warning before the area lit up in an explosion, throwing us back. I hit the ground, letting out gasp as the wind was knocked out of me. It was an ambush. The alleyway erupted in a hail of gunfire. The pain throughout my body was excruciating. I don’t know how, but I managed to bring up my shield. I floated out a healing potion, and passed it to Verma, who had managed to get up. I searched for another one, with no results. I floated out my rifle, and began taking shots, although I missed most of them in my state. Two of the five bandits had some of those battle saddles. I managed to hit one of them, knocking him off his feet.
“Just give up!” one of the bandits yelled, her voice cracking.
I responded by pumping a few rounds at her, she hit the ground with a thud. One of them made a mistake; they threw a grenade.
The memories reached me, and I realized what had happened. The grenade had been cooking, and when they threw it, it exploded in mid-air. It had been a concussion grenade, instead of fragmentation. I struggled to my feet, my leg exploding in pain. I let out a groan. Only two of the bandits were left, knocked out, and I limped over to them, and sat down, while pulling out my SMG. I didn’t want to kill them while they were sleeping, and I thought I might give them a second chance. They weren’t raiders, as I, they didn’t want to kill us just for the sake of killing us and mutilating our bodies. They didn’t want to kill us, just take our things, but, taking our stuff would be just the same as killing us. One of them started to stir; she was a light brown mare with dark green hair. She first looked at the other bandit, and then, slowly, her eyes went to me. I could see the fear in them. I had on my best poker face, not betraying any emotions. I, honestly, didn’t care at that point about what would happen. I’d let her go peacefully, or, if she tried to attack me, I would kill her.
“A-are you g-going t-t-to kill m-me?” she asked, shaken.
“Depends on whether or not you are going to leave peacefully.” I answered.
She got the point and woke the other bandit, he shot up, but she whispered something to him, and he nodded. They turned and left.
“I didn’t expect you’d let them go,” Verma said, startling me.
“I didn’t either,” I responded truthfully.
“Oh hell,” she said, concerned, “you’re bleeding out!”
“I’ll be fi-,” I managed to get out, before passing out.
I awoke later, on the ground, and an overwhelming sense of Déjà vu came over me. I looked around, and saw Verma by a fire.
“You’re not a very friendly person, are you?” she asked. It was a completely logical question, all things considered.
“I suppose not, I’ve been a loner most of my life.” I realized that hadn’t had much social interaction since I lost my wife. The thought sent me back into my memories.
It had started off as an ordinary day in the Stable. I walked to the security station, got my things, read my jobs for the day, and walked off on patrol. Probably three hours in to my duties, a quake shook the Stable. I assumed it was just an earthquake. Several minutes later my radio buzzed to life and the voice of Officer Redgin came out.
“Vocal? We need you to come to the Security Station,” he said, a slight falter in his voice.
“I’ll be there in a few minutes,” I responded, wondering what was wrong that would make Redgin sound like that.
I snapped back to the real world. I tried to push the thoughts out of my mind, with some success. Verma had a concerned, almost sad look on her face. I wondered how often I actually spaced out. I looked at my leg, the one that was broken, it was in a brace, and I am pretty sure that I had gotten a healing potion. I counted the days I had been out here; I realized it had been nine. I had known Verma for five of them. I wondered why I had trusted her so easily that day I had met her. Maybe it had been since she had the chance to kill me and didn’t. Maybe it was only since I just wished that it was true. It seemed like my hope had rung true, and I felt like I could trust her quite well. I brought up my Pipbuck and scrolled through it to the maps section. I was outside of a place called “Appleloosa.” I flipped to my radio section, and saw that emergency broadcast was still playing. Apparently, it had a really strong signal. I wondered if it might be a good idea to help (assuming Verma would be willing to jump right into danger for no reason whatsoever) or if we should just leave it be. I took a moment to look at our surroundings. We weren’t in the alley where we were ambushed, but instead, we were in the ruins of an old building. The walls, while still standing, were blasted apart, only seeming to be held up by small fragments of drywall. There was no ceiling, and I wondered where the wood for the fire had come from. I filed it in the ‘Unimportant Questions’ part of my brain.
The itch was back. I tried to stop thinking, but the memories rushed back anyways. I heard the high pitched whirring of the drill, the warm and steady trickle of blood going down the back of my head. No, I couldn’t, wouldn’t think about that. I needed to forget, or the itch would turn into a pain. But I couldn’t stop thinking, I was back in the lab, the harsh lights were burning down on me, they were like eyes, glad of my suffering. I screamed, the pain drilling into my mind itself, and the only thing I think of was the torture. The whirring changed pitch and – I came back, hearing a gunshot. I looked up and saw Very Merry right in front of me, a pistol floating by her, the barrel pointed up.
“Wha- what happened?” I asked, shaken from my memories.
“You blanked out and started screaming, I couldn’t get through to you,” she said, quite panicked, “What the hell happened?”
“I,” I trailed off. I didn’t want to tell her, I just wanted to forget, “It’s… nothing, I just…”
“It’s obviously not nothing Vocal,” she responded, “You scared the living hell out of me!” she let out a sigh, “Okay, if you don’t want to tell me, I can understand,” she paused, “But just try not to let that happen again!”
“I-I’m sorry Verma,” I replied, “And thanks for understanding, it’s just… something I’d rather not talk about.”
“Well I can understand where you’re coming from, but, you’re going to have to tell me sometime, alright?” she said. I nodded back, unsure of whether or not it would be a lie. Looking back, I still am not sure whether or not I should have told her outright at that moment. ‘go on, tell her,’ the voice in my head pestered, ‘Go to hell,’ I retorted, having conversations with myself, that seems like a sure sign of insanity, or was it just split personality disorder? Or are they both in the same category? Ooh! Having conversations with myself, what does that chalk our number up to? Wait, getting off track again.
“Okay, so - ” Very Merry began, getting cut off by a rumbling sound, she let out one word “Run!” and I didn’t hesitate. It wasn’t easy with my leg in a brace, but I managed to use three legs to move. I still had my saddlebags on, and I telekinetically grabbed Verma’s from the ground as we started to run. A plume of dirt erupted where we were.
“What was that?!” I yelled out, practically screaming.
“I’ll tell you later!” she screamed back.
I heard the sound of beating hoof steps – no, paw steps, gaining on us. The creature let out a, for lack of a better word, bark, and I put it together. This was a canine, so it was probably a diamond dog. I looked back. I was greeted with the sight of probably the meanest, ugliest, most terrifying fucker I had ever seen. So that’s why we needed to run. The thing was gaining on me, my cast impairing me. So, flight was tried and out, so that meant I would need to, “Fight!” I yelled out, not even noticing it. I dropped Verma’s bags, and sent a bolt of my electricity into him, the bastard barely flinched. I hadn’t even noticed my rifle floating at my side, I had taken it out subconsciously, and I managed to send three rounds into him, two above the ribcage, and one in head. Amazingly, he didn’t fall. He had cleared the distance rather quickly, and was only a few meters away.
I heard a shot to the right of me, the shell of Very Merry’s shotgun burying itself into its lungs, the power of the blast causing it to stagger. I reloaded my rifle and started firing.
1...
2...
3...
4...
Reload.
1...
2...
3...
4...
Reload.
It had to be dead; its head was just a mush of blood and gore. The crimson liquid was flowing around it in small pools. The sight made me want to retch, and I turned to the side and let out the contents of my stomach.
“Now, then, what the fuck was that?” I said between heavy breaths.
“That is a hellhound. Looks like a young one,” She replied, equally out of breath.
“Well,” I said, “Fan – fucking – tastic,”
“Yeah well, it could have been worse,” she began, “It could’ve been a pack of them. You don’t have a very strong stomach, do you?”
“I’m not very used to seeing the liquefied insides of something’s head.” I flatly responded.
“I can see, well, it doesn’t seem very safe out here, maybe we should head for some civilization.” She said
I nodded, and we started walking. On the way Very Merry told me about Hellhounds, how they used magical energy weapons, and burrowed underground. The news was scary, to say the least. I hoped that it was the worst that the wasteland had to throw at us. But, I somehow knew that it wouldn’t be.
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I am Vocal. I lived in a Stable, and was an average pony. But, something happened, and I had to go.
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<p>My name is Vocal, born in a Stable, and became a security guard for it. My life was average, but a few things were off. After some time, I had to leave my "Beloved" Stable. Bunch of crooks anyways, good riddance. At least, that was what i thought. This is not the story of me rising above the rest and conquering some evil, but it is also not me walking around, discussing my eating habits and what not. I'll try to cut out the boring stuff for you.</p>
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2012-06-12T04:02:40+00:00
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Chapter Five
“Bound”
He walked up. His weapon clattered to the ground. I couldn’t see it. I was on my side, and I felt something warm and wet- I managed to bring up a hoof. It was drenched in my own blood. I looked around, unsure of where I was. Small memories came back to me, the tearing of concrete coupled with the screeching of rebar. I looked at the stallion; he was dragging some kind of sled behind him, trotting towards me. I slowly turned my head, surveying the area. I saw a light blue hoof sticking out of the rubble of the building I was in.
“No…” I painfully whispered. It couldn’t be…
I slowly lapsed back into unconsciousness, and my mind began replaying what happened from the last time I could remember.
Damn. Damn. Damn.
CELESTIA DAMNIT THIS HURTS.
The pain in my broken was excruciating, and I really wanted a healing potion, but those seemed to be in short supply. The running from that fucking dog had really messed up my leg. I didn’t have to be a doctor to know that it wasn’t healing properly. At the next town we got to, I decided, I was going to try and barter the radio I had fixed for some proper doctoring. Or, depending on how I was feeling, a bottle or two of whiskey, or scotch, or some kind of mind and pain numbing alcohol. The cast was helping, and I am certain I would have no way of walking without it, but it wasn’t perfect. I looked up from my leg and surveyed the area. The only land mark I saw was a tower far off in the distance.
“What’s that?” I asked, gesturing towards the tower.
“That is Tennpony Tower,” Verma answered, “Hoity toidy kinda place. Wouldn’t let us in for sure.”
I nodded. I had expected as much, safe place where things are probably better, and they wouldn’t let anypony in. Then I realized I was being hypocritical. I came from a Stable, and back in it, we sure as hell didn’t let any living thing in. I thought back to the spells I had at my disposal, I figured I might need some more powerful ones. The stunning spell had only made the mutt blink. Of course, bullets seemed to do wonders, and they weren’t as hard to find as good spells.
“So how did you get that?” she said, pointing at my left ear, it had gotten about half of it sliced off years before. It brought back memories, and, as most of my memories are, they weren’t good ones. I snapped myself out of my thoughts, and turned to Very Merry
“Well, my ear got shredded when I was just a colt. Magical energy discharge in the reactor area, my dad worked there and he brought me in that day. One of the generators malfunctioned, and sent out a burst of power. My ear got singed but my dad blocked most of it. He…” I trailed off. It had been a long time since I had thought about my father. He wasn’t so different from me, black coat, light brown mane instead of my grey one, and his eyes were a light blue instead of my dark green.
“He… didn’t make it.” I said quietly.
“Oh, I’m sorry about that.” She said.
“What’s done is done, no reason to be sorry, last thing I want is somepony pitying me.”
“Oh. I’m sorry for feeling sorry for you,” she said with a chuckle.
“Well, there’s no use dwelling on the past. What’s our goal?” I asked, putting a lot of fake cheer into my voice.
“Well, I know there’s a town east of here that probably would have some work available.” She answered, I nodded. As we began to walk (and my leg began to throb) my mind drifted back to that day. I had blocked the memory away, but I guess it wanted to come out.
‘It was your fault, after all’ the voice in my head snapped.
‘Bullshit it was,’ I thought back, once more having a fully fledged conversation in my head.
‘Oh but it’s true! He told you not to what all of the different selections on the terminal did, and you were a bit ahead of your classmates. You knew what it meant. He told you not to mess with them, but did you listen? Nooo, and now daddy’s gone. Because of you.’
‘No… it’s not true!’ I was fighting a losing battle.
‘Oh come one Vocal, you’re me! And I’m you! I know everything you know. Maybe more. Maybe…’ it paused, ‘Maybe you wanted to kill him. You didn’t trust him. He was always so mean to you,’ he chided, mimicking a colts voice, ‘And one day, you saw the perfect chance. You’re just a cold blooded murderer! Who’s next? More ‘raiders’ or maybe some innocent townponies who are just trying to survive by any means necessary?’ The voice quieted.
‘no,’ I whispered back to it.
‘Why not!? You’re obviously capable, why don’t you just kill that mare? Easy as anything else for you! Go on, kill her! It wouldn’t matter to you. After all, she is just slowing you down, who’s fault is it that your leg is busted. Hers. Get rid of her! You know you – we… want to.’ it cooed.
‘How about I get a lobotomy? Get you taken out for good! Sound like a plan?’ at this, the voice seemed to grow distant and quiet.
‘Oh, you think it would be THAT easy? Hey! I got an idea!’ the voice stopped. I pondered what it had meant, but my thoughts were interrupted, ‘look behind you!’ and, against my better judgment, I did. What I saw was probably scarier than any monster I would ever encounter. It was me. No, not me, but a… darker version, it looked at me with MY eyes, tinged red. He was smiling.
‘What are you?’ I thought, somehow remembering not to talk aloud and seem like a total nut.
‘Isn’t it obvious? I’m you!’ it said, laughing. I shook my head, backing up. It didn’t belong in this world. I knew that, and was repeating it in my head like a nursery rhyme. He- It looked injured, like this world was hurting him. But he still was grinning, from ear to ear.
“Uh, Vocal?” I heard a voice like it was miles away.
‘There’s no use hiding from the truth, Vocal! We both know it.’ I was still looking at it in horror.
“Vocal!” I heard someone shout. It snapped me out of my trance. I looked at Very Merry, then back to the spot. Nothing. Thank Celestia. “What the hell!?” Verma snapped, “Why didn’t you answer me? I called your name at least seven times!”
“Y-You didn’t s-see it?” I stuttered.
“See what?!” at this, I was startled. Okay, so I hadn’t really expected her to see it. I was pretty sure it was in my head. But still, the confirmation wasn’t something that calmed me.
“I-I don’t know…” I began. I was cut off, by the shuffling of weapons being raised. Very Merry turned around. What we saw were seven raiders, fully armed and each one pointing automatic weaponry at us. I uttered one word.
“Shit.”
And then, there was a bag over my head and I was being herded somewhere.
After what must have been an hour or so of walking, we arrived somewhere. Next thing I know. I was shoved in some dank cell. I got the bag off of my head and looked around. I was in a police station, in one of the barred cells. Next to me in the cell was Verma, who had just gotten the burlap sack off her head. In the one to my left was a reddish brown earth pony with shaggy black hair and a scar across the left of his muzzle. He was stirring from sleep.
“Looks like they dragged some more sons a’ bitches in, huh?” he asked. I only narrowed my eyes.
“And you are?” I asked.
“The name’s Ryder. You?” he responded.
“Vocal,” I said flatly.
“Where’d they catch you? That one gas station?” he asked.
“Where it happened doesn’t matter, what matters is getting the hell out of here.” Verma chimed in. I nodded my head.
“Ha, yeah right. I’ve been in here for at least a month, there’s no way out.” Ryder said.
“Oh yeah? Why are they keeping us here then?” Very Merry retorted.
“To sell, so I guess there is a way out, but it’s not without a slave collar attached. Course, for a mare like you…” He said, turning to Verma, chuckling, “They might ‘get acquainted’ with you, if you catch my drift.”
“Fuck you too, asshole” Verma said to him, he raised his hooves defensively.
“Not trying to be one, just saying facts here.” He responded, flatly, “Anyways, they probably are gonna sell us guys to the legion, I’m sure you’ve heard of them.”
“Just a bit, all I know is that they’re some violent tribe.” I said
“Yeah, they are a bunch of mares. They enslave any stallions, or kill them.” He told me.
I sighed. Great, I had been captured once before and got out through sheer luck. Now I was a captive again. And I was going to get sold to some legion bitches that were probably going to work us to death. Lovely day.
“There sure are a lot of slavers out here.” I mumbled.
“So Vocal?” Very Merry beckoned, “What the hell happened back there?” she asked. I had been worried about this, so, using my amazing bullshitting skills, I began,
“I think it was a dehydration hallucination,” which was partly true, and I had finished off the water in my flask before we arrived in the cells.
“Well alright, those are never fun,” she said, believing me. I inwardly let out a sigh of relief. I didn’t know what was happening to me, but I wasn’t ready to share it to the world. I looked over to the sounds of somepony walking down the hallway. I began thinking of a plan.
I was busting out of here… but it would take time.
I began to regain consciousness. I was on the sled, and I had no idea where my comrades were. At first, I remembered my co-workers from the security force, and wanted to find them, but then I remembered that was a life passed. Then I remembered my two – was it two? I think it was – friends. They were somewhere, but I couldn’t remember them. Everything was scrambled. I heard a voice.
‘Ohhh, you fucked up this time,’ chills went down my spine, ‘Looks like I was right, it wasn’t going to work.’ Wait, hold on a second, this meant we had some kind of conversation, me and the voice in my head, it seemed to pick up on this, being in my head and all, ‘Yes, we had a conversation, ahh, forgetful are we?.’
I fell into my memories again.
Footnote; Level up.
New perk: Purifier: You do extra damage towards any mutated creature.
Authors note;
Sorry for the delay, but i have a good explanation! I am very lazy. Anyways, expect the revisions to occur sometime very soon, I have gotten most of them done, but I want to release them at the same time. anyways, thank you for reading, and i hope to see you next time!
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Bookish Delight
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Rainbow Dash,Rarity,Adventure,Slice of Life,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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P3 Project Episode 5: Slipstream
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In an argument about appearances, Rainbow Dash accidentally reveals a personal secret to Rarity...
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<p>In a heated discussion about appearances, Rainbow Dash accidentally reveals a personal secret! What will Rarity do with this knowledge?...</p>
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2012-08-14T20:28:18+00:00
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2012-08-14T20:28:18+00:00
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"My fellow Ponyville citizens: this is your Mayor speaking, with terrible news for us all. Our small town currently faces the largest meteorological emergency to surface since our Weather Pegasus Division was first formed. Fierce winds are expected to make normal daily activities nigh-impossible to carry out.
"For this reason, it is advised that you all stay in your homes until the storm is past. I say again: stay in your homes, and inform anypony you know to do the same! We'll see each other on the other side of this to discuss cleanup efforts. Thank you very much."
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"Oh, dear..."
Unfortunately, Rarity had been hours away from the town meeting when it had taken place. Now on her return trip, she could see Ponyville in the distance--but she could also see several branches, fruits and supplies swirling every which way in thin air, which could only mean one thing.
Rarity hated storms. They were nothing but ugly, ugly chaos, threatening her chosen lifestyle of order, cleanliness and grace.
She galloped forward, hoping to make it to her house before the worst of it. However, the closer she got to the town, the more obvious it became that the worst of the storm had already beaten her there. She met more and more wind resistance the closer she came to Ponyville, until her pace was forced to slow despite her strongest physical and magical efforts.
"Oh, dear," Rarity said again as the reality of the situation dawned on her: she might very well be stuck out here until the storm literally blew over.
But if it blew in her direction...
"No! I cannot accept this!" she shouted into the storm. "You won't prevent me from--ouch!"
A branch hit her in the face. It was small enough to not leave any bruises, but sudden enough to break her concentration and send her basket of freshly-picked herbs flying, to be scattered by the wind.
"Oh, dear," she said once more, her voice laced with a growing sense of defeat. Her horn glowed as she tried one last resort:
This is Rarity of Ponyville! If there is anypony out there, anypony at all, one of your fellow villagers needs your help! Please! I'm stranded in this storm with no clear path, and I-
"Somepony call for a taxi?"
Huh?
She looked up to see the one pony she would expect to answer a distress call that fast:
"Rainbow Dash!"
The speedy blue pegasus swooped low. "Hurry and grab on! I'll getcha back home!"
"Gladly!" Rarity jumped on Dash's back, and the two were soon sky high. "Boy, am I glad to see you."
"Same here! When you and a few other ponies didn't show up for the meeting, the mayor requested an air patrol, and I volunteered to check near the village limits!"
"Awfully gracious of you--but, my word! How was this awful natural disaster even allowed to happen in the first place?"
Rainbow Dash huffed. "Hey, we ain't perfect, okay? Weather-ponies made a bad prediction, and I'm a lot better at creating and preventing storms than messing around with ones already in progress! Whoa, hang on--I gotta do a barrel roll!"
Rarity did so, and shrieked as her world went from right side up to upside down to right side up again, all in the name of avoiding a large chunk of tree. When it was over, however:
"Look, I can see my house! We're almost there!"
"Get that door open, then! I can only slow down so much!"
One magic spell later, the door was open, and the two swooped into Rarity's house... though not as gracefully as either would have liked. They promptly collided into Rarity's favorite dress-modeling ponniquin, and followed up by sliding across the floor, upsetting nearly the entire boutique in their wake.
The two moaned as they recovered, still inside the mess.
Rainbow Dash was the first to stand. "Whew!" She looked around, surveying the light property damage. "Well, it's like Grandma Dash always used to say--any crash you can trot away from is-"
A shrill scream stopped the pegasus in the middle of her proverb. She looked around frantically. "What? What is it? Where's the danger?"
"Right here," moaned Rarity, gesturing to her now disheveled mane and coat. "Just look at us!"
With an annoyed groan, Rainbow Dash fell over.
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My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic
Pony Permutation Project!: Episode 5
"Slipstream"
by Bookish Delight, 2010–2011
All characters and referred properties belong to Hasbro.
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"Are you serious?" Rainbow Dash threw up her hooves. "We just escaped a huge windstorm! Of course we were gonna get a little messed up!"
Rarity nodded, but remained resolute as she walked around her boutique. "Quite true, but that does not mean we should take it lying down. We look absolutely dreadful right now!" She looked at herself in the still-standing centerpiece mirrors, and shuddered. "One might even say abominable."
"...you really are serious," Rainbow Dash said.
"As that storm we just escaped from, yes. I must get to work on restoring ourselves right away!"
"Yeah, well, you do that. I'm gonna work on more important things, like--hang on." Rainbow Dash stopped in her tracks. "Did you just say we look dreadful?"
"Yes. We. As in, plural." Rarity stepped in front of Dash, who, after fighting the storm for as long as she had, was more than a little ruffled. Right now, in fact, she was downright shaggy--coat, mane, tail and all. Even her cutie mark showed signs of fuzziness--its rainbow lightning bolt design looked nowhere near as sharp as usual.
"You're usually somewhat unkempt, but this storm has done a number on even you today," Rarity said. "But not to worry! All I need to do is find the right-"
Rainbow Dash interrupted. "Hmph. Don't bother."
"I beg your pardon?"
"'Gee, Rainbow Dash! Thanks for saving my life, 'cause that awful windstorm might have actually done something worse than muss up my mane!' That's what any other pony might've said the second we went through your door! But oh! Not Rarity!"
Rarity blinked, beginning to get the message. "Rainbow, no, wait, I didn't mean it like that. Rest assured that I absolutely am grateful-"
"Save it," Dash huffed. "I know you are, and I know you can't help it. You're our resident beauty snob, right?"
"...I might have accidentally slighted you, Rainbow Dash, but I'm not sure that sort of language is necessary."
Unfortunately for Rarity, Rainbow Dash was now on a roll. She paced around the house, pointing to various beauty appliances as she spoke.
"Primp and curl, dress and accessorize, wash and blow-dry," she scoffed. "And for what? What the heck use does it all have besides being able to admire yourself in these sickeningly huge mirrors?" She turned around to directly face Rarity as the unicorn had done to her earlier. "You know what, Rarity? I actually like how you look right now!"
That was a surprise. "You... You do?"
"Yeah! It makes you look like you might actually be a normal pony who might not be afraid to do anything other than fawn and fluff and be scared that a tiny hair bow might be out of place! Right now you almost look interesting! But hey: what would a dreadful-looking abomination know about that?"
Most other ponies would have taken offense to such a tongue-lashing. However, Rarity had long since been used to being called vain and even shallow due to her fascination with outward appearances. It had taken her a long while, but she eventually came to grips with why she was who she was. Words such as Rainbow Dash's no longer bothered her.
Instead, she stared at the pony who was chewing her out--not blankly, however, but intently. Unbeknownst to Dash, she'd been looking for something for the last few minutes... looking for a telltale sign... and she'd finally found it.
She finally understood.
Rainbow Dash was indeed doing what she did best--putting forth a very, very forceful attitude in response to a matter she felt strongly about. What that matter had been, however, was not the one she was actually speaking of.
Any other pony would have fallen for it--but there was no fooling a specialist of appearance and mood. The pegasus's last sentence had given her away.
Rarity smiled inwardly.
Rainbow Dash... there's hope for you yet.
Rainbow Dash started towards the door. "Hmph. Well, if you've got nothing to say for yourself, then I'm gonna go now. Unlike the rest of you guys, my house is about five hundred feet up, and with these winds? It's probably not where I left it. Gotta go look for it. Smell ya' later. Or, hey, maybe you'll smell me."
Rarity held up her hoof. "Wait."
"Wait for what?"
"At least let me give you a good grooming before you leave."
Rainbow Dash stood, frozen agape. "You just don't get it, do you?"
"On the contrary," Rarity said in earnest. "I now understand completely. And if I can't civilly convince you to stay, then I must simply beg for you to trust me... and allow me the chance to make up for my selfishness."
"...by grooming me," said an impatient Rainbow Dash.
"Yes," Rarity nodded and smiled. "Please--don't make me beg."
Rainbow Dash stood still, pondering Rarity's request... then walked back towards her. "I don't even know why I'm letting you do this."
Miraculously, Rarity's main grooming station had been largely undamaged in the crash. She thus led Rainbow Dash to it, and with a glow of her unicorn's horn, her brush and comb were put to work, moving intently in midair.
"Now the first thing we do is establish some semblance of order. Using the wide comb and thick brush should help with that..."
With alternating strokes, the business ends of Rarity's grooming tools were applied to Rainbow Dash's coat, mane and tail. The pegasus had braced herself for a rough procedure... however, as time wore on, it was soon clear that she'd had nothing to fear. In fact, the strokes had gotten firmer, but also softer, to the point where it felt more like a gentle massage than a complicated grooming session.
"Wh-... whoa, hey," Rainbow Dash sighed in spite of herself. "This... actually feels awfully nice..." She exhaled again, the faint traces of sleepiness coming over her.
"Well, naturally," said Rarity. "In recent polls, my customers expressed personal preference of my brush technique two to one over standard boutiques."
Rainbow Dash yawned. "Aren't you Ponyville's only boutique?"
"Yes. Which makes me not standard, but unique. Now, from here on out, I'll be using finer tools. I'll let you know when I'm done, so feel free to relax as much as you want, or even sleep if you feel tired. Don't worry about offending me. I won't be."
"'Kay."
And Rainbow Dash did just that.
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"...-ash? Rainbow Dash...?"
The sound of her own name being softly called woke her from her slumber all too soon. She actually still felt something sliding across her mane--looking up, she saw that it was no longer beauty tools, but Rarity's front hoof.
"Ahh, there you are," said Rarity. "All done, now. You may rise."
"Mmmmmm..." Rainbow Dash mumbled, still only half-conscious. "Do I gotta?"
"You said you have a house to look for, did you not?"
With a heavy sigh, Rainbow Dash got up, yawned, and said, "Guess you're right." Before leaving, she looked in the mirror. Through sleepy eyes, she could just make out a few hints of perfectly straightened mane, and luster around her body.
"You know what? That's... actually not half bad. Straighter than I'm used to, though. Well, I'll be seeing ya'."
"Safe journey to you."
Rainbow Dash opened the door a small amount so as not to let the windstorm enter the house, and flew out, closing the door behind her. Rarity simply trotted her way to said door, and began counting down from twenty.
When she reached eight:
"SWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!"
Huh, Rarity noted. She was early. Then again, given Dash's speed, the count probably should have been started from ten.
Seconds later, she could hear hard, fast knocks on her door, Rarity reopened it, greeting Rainbow Dash with a knowing smile.
"Holy horse hay! Rarity, what the-"
Rarity was still smiling. "Hmmmm?"
"The wind... that windstorm feels like nothin' flyin through it! It's blowing just as hard, I know it's blowing just as hard, but I had to fight it like crazy earlier, and now it's like it's butter and I'm a hot knife!" Rainbow Dash gripped the white unicorn by her front legs hyperactively. "Rarity... what did you do to me?"
Keeping her cool in the tense moment, Rarity simply replied, "Hmph. I simply gave you my Pegasus Special. Free of charge, might I add."
"Pegasus Special? What's that?"
With a flip of her mane, Rarity told her. "Well, you're hardly the first of your type to come through my establishment, Rainbow Dash. My Pegasus Special is a one-of a kind grooming procedure that helps to keep ponies at their most aerodynamic."
"Aerody-" Rainbow Dash rushed back to the mirror. Now fully awake, she could see just what Rarity meant as she gasped at the positively glowing pony which stared back at her through the glass.
Her coat was smooth, her cutie mark was perfect, and every single color of her mane and tail stood out, vying for equal attention, radiating in the light. She shook both, and saw them move effortlessly in the air without the slightest tangle. Every single strand had been cared for on an individual level. Rainbow Dash knew that Rarity was dedicated to her work, but she had no idea it had gone this far.
Before she could ask how Rarity did it, the unicorn answered for her, as if on cue. "A special order of combing, brushing, air-fluffing, and laying down a coat of my super-special, super-secret, and completely organic straightening mixture." Rarity walked over to meet her latest satisfied customer, deciding not to mention that the herbs she'd lost due to today's windstorm were the very ones she used to make said mixture--or that taking care of Rainbow Dash had officially exhausted her reserve supply. "As part of the package, wings are streamlined."
Rainbow Dash spread hers, and it was true--she'd never seen her span so, so... symmetrical, so precise! "Whoa, razor's edge! I hadn't even noticed this part!"
Rarity chuckled. "Most pegasus ponies don't as they're usually asleep, much like you were."
In a flash, Rainbow Dash was back outside, putting Rarity's work through its full paces. A cry of "YAHOOOOOOO!" could be heard as she performed loop-de-loops in the storm with hardly the effort she'd needed before her visit.
When she returned, she was much calmer... and much happier. "I can look stylin'... and stay fast? Rarity, you're officially forgiven and then some!"
"Glad to hear it. You've told me before that you wish to go into the performing arts, yes? Well, there appearance counts just as much as skill, if not more."
"Yeah, the Wonderbolts value style just as much as speed," said Rainbow Dash. "That much I know."
"Then now you have an edge," said Rarity, before shedding her bemused demeanor for a more serious, sincere tone. "A little earlier, I noticed that, for all you were telling me about not caring how you look... you sounded quite sensitive about it regardless. You've oft made a big show of convincing us that you're a pony of function as opposed to form, but..." Rarity stepped closer. "If I may pry--there's something deeper at work here, isn't there?"
After a few long moments of silent hesitation, Rainbow Dash sighed. "I...' She blushed, still not believing she was actually about to tell anypony this. "...don't really have anything against prettifyin' myself. Or anypony making themselves look good. I used to do it a lot more growing up, but I also used to get a lot of cracks 'cause I didn't try to do so as often as other ponies."
Rarity nodded, but said nothing. Sometimes being a willing ear was the best a pony could do.
"I always just figured spending so much time in the mirror got in the way of practice; and if I was going to be the fastest in Equestria, something had to go." Rainbow Dash's voice slipped into softness and uncertainty. "I think I made the right decision. I'm definitely total fast now, but... but sometimes, um... well, I look at other ponies, especially ones who come out of your place, and..."
Rarity gently put her hoof to Rainbow Dash's lips, allowing her to trail off. "Shhh. I understand. Your secret is safe with me."
"Appreciated," said Dash. "Seriously."
Rarity smiled again. "Though I may sometimes comment on ponies' looks without thinking, rest assured I find your outlook admirable--especially when it's officially been proven that speed and strength can withstand the forces of nature far more easily than beauty."
Both ponies shared a knowing giggle as they walked around the boutique. "Not your fault. One size hardly fits all," said Rainbow Dash.
"Indeed. Still, I wouldn't have myself any other way--and ever since we've been friends, you've always said the same. Perhaps it's high time you believed your own words... especially since I'd love to believe them for you."
"R-Rarity, I..."
For the first time since she could remember, Rainbow Dash didn't feel like moving. She therefore stopped doing so, sighing as she felt the unicorn's words hit close to home. Sensing this, Rarity touched the pegasus's cheek with her hoof, in the best interest of allowing their heart-to-heart to reach its zenith:
"You're beautiful, Rainbow Dash," she said. "And the way you choose to show that beauty is a decision that nopony can ever take away from you... unless you let them. Don't ever let them."
"I... I won't," Rainbow Dash whispered. "I refuse to."
Rarity smiled. "Then you've already won."
Rainbow Dash nodded, then mumbled something.
"Come again?" Rarity said.
Slightly louder this time, Rainbow Dash said, "I said, wow, 'beautiful.' I... don't usually get called that."
"Think nothing of it. I only apologize for not seeing it earlier."
"Rarity?"
"Yes?" she asked, half a second before finding herself in the world's fastest embrace. Nopony had ever cuddled into her immediately upon receiving a Pegasus Special before, and she quickly made mental notes about just how soft the process had left Rainbow Dash before returning the gesture.
"I jumped to conclusions," Dash said. "I'm really sorry about those cracks I made about your trade, and your liking beauty, and all that stuff. You're... legit. Y'know? The real deal. Thanks." She backed away, then took Rarity's hoof and kissed the back of it. "For everything."
"I..." Rarity stepped back in surprise as the two matched blushes. "...oh, my. You are as adventurous as they say, I see."
Rainbow Dash nodded with renewed confidence. "Only to those who deserve it. Just so you know, I'll be back next week for another one of these. The all-new Rainbow Dash is gonna make lightning speed look good!"
"I'll be ready," Rarity said, "though Equestria probably won't be."
"Nopony ever is," said Rainbow Dash as she flew out of Rarity's house. "They're too slow to see me comin'!"
And they always will be, Rarity answered in her mind. I trust you to make sure of it.
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Dusty
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1340
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Original Character,Princess Celestia,Princess Luna,Alternate Universe,Crossover,Adventure,Dark,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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Pierce the Darkness
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Nightmare Moon now rules Equestria, a filly unicorn and his brother are going to change that.
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<p>This is the tale of a unicorn who is yet to realize his destiny. Lightning and Rain live in a now shielded Ponyville after the defeat of their beloved princess Celestia by the hands of Nightmare Moon. But the sudden appearance of a powerful and huge foe that breaks through the shield, and their peaceful lives, and Sparkle, a unicorn raised outside of the shield who can use magic to battle the monsters, has shattered their daily routine. They attack the enemy with a strange stone called an 'Element' that Lightning found whilst plowing the fields. Their momentum drives them through the shield and out into the now forever dark Equestria. Can this trio bring back the sun for all of Equestria? Or will they end up just like Twilight and her friends? These are the questions you can hope to find the answers to withing these pages.</p>
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everyone
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2011-10-11T00:36:51+00:00
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2011-10-11T00:36:51+00:00
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"Harvesting and planting the food for us, that's my job. I plant these tiny seeds so that they will grow into grand trees that will bare food for us. When I see the ponies in this town happy, it makes me happy. But do I work simply for them? Well, not exactly..."
A young unicorn with a lavender coat worked tirelessly in a half plowed field, a heavy plow was being pulled by his magic. Suddenly, the blade stopped dead in its tracks, caught by something hard and seemingly immovable. The young unicorn stumbled forward by the sudden resistance. His concentration broke and his magic faded. With a now pounding headache, he went to the blade.
"I also do it because the earth hides many things, things that I find when plowing. Coins, old pages of books, colorful rocks..."
The young pony inspected the ground around the blade, a slight glow coming from it. Curious, the earth pony dug with his tireless hooves, moving the dirt. With each pile of dirt he moved, the glow got brighter. He eventually uncovered what the earth was hiding; it was unlike anything he had ever seen. It was a stone in the shape of a six point star, and it was giving off a purplish glow from it.
He galloped across the fields, the stone was gripped between his teeth. Such a find was incredible, it was the greatest thing he had ever found. He felt warmth from the stone as well, it made his teeth shake and ever muscle in him quiver. He galloped through town, hearing faint murmurs from ponies around him.
"Hey that's Lightning, isn't it?"
"Yeah, that workaholic."
"All he does is run that field..."
Lightning wasn't unused to the comments, he seemed to hear them anytime he entered the busier parts of town. That's why he chose willingly to stay at the farm so much, because there were less people there. He could be alone and think to himself without any ponies loud mouths distracting him.
Lightning shut his eyes and trotted slower, he hung his head in shame as sadness and loneliness weighed heavily on his shoulders. Sure, he enjoyed not having anyone around at the fields, but he would give the world to have someone around who didn't think he was weird.
Suddenly, Lightning's forward movement was stopped by a sturdy object.
"You going to stare at the ground all day, Lightning?" A voice spoke up.
As Lightning's head rose and his eyes opened and looked through his own chocolate brown mane, he realized he had ran into none other then; "Rain?" Lightning asked.
"Don't call me Rain, call me bro." Rain said with a smile, he always looked so eager, and his wings were always outstretched as if showing them off. Rain always looked so mysterious as well, perhaps it was his mint-green coat. Or maybe it was his mane that matched his coat perfectly. Or maybe it was those purple eyes of his that were so different from the rest of him that you just couldn't notice them first.
"Uhm, I don't have any siblings..." Lightning said, causing the rock he had clinched between his teeth to drop.
"Hey," A hoof came down and smacked Lightning on the back, causing him to let out a surprised yelp as his head shot up, "It's not about blood! We're siblings of the spirit! Don't worry about what all this other ponies say." Rain lowered his head and began inspecting the rock that fell from Lightning's mouth. "Hey, looks like you found something nice this time kid." Rain picked the rock up in his teeth and tossed it up into the air, "Now come on." And with that Rain began walking away. Lightning only barely managed to catch the stone between his teeth, with a sigh he too began to follow Rain without question.
The two ended up out in a field, not too far from where Lightning worked. There were several other ponies there; two unicorns, another pegasus, and an earth pony.
"Gentlecolts! Are we ready!?" Rain spoke up with his booming voice.
"Just about!" One of the unicorns spoke up.
"Uhm, what is going on here...?" The nervous Lightning asked.
"Listen up, Lighting. That magic you use doesn't belong to Ponyville, it's who you are. And it's your magic that is going to pierce that shield!" Rain yelled as he pointed his hoof toward the shield that surrounded Ponyville.
"...But why?" Lightning asked.
"I have it all figured out, don't ask questions!" Rain said triumphantly.
"Which means you can't explain anything..." Lightning said with a sigh, he knew Rain better then Rain knew himself.
"Alright you bozos! Are we ready to go!?" Rain asked, suddenly addressing the other ponies in the field. A loud 'Yeah!' from the mall was heard in response.
"We're the invincible team, Harmony! No pony can stand in our way, and no pony can tear us apart! That's what harmony is!" This time, a less enthusiastic 'yeah' responded.
"We're sick of being cooped up in this little town, it's the young who are going to break out! Youth of this town, aim for the shield!" With a swift movement, Rain snatched Lightning up and threw him on his back. The group then set off in a high speed charge towards the town. Many people yelled and fled as the group came stampeding through, "Move aside, team Harmony coming through!" Rain called to the townspeople.
"Wh-What now!?" Lightning asked, his breath getting knocked out of him with each gallop from Rain.
"Alright, listen up Lightning! We're going to use your magic to bust through the shield!" Rain said as he pointed his hoof forward, "Bust through that and we're in the real world, not this over protective crap! We're going to make a break for it and get out of this place!" Rain yelled.
"This is insane!" Lightning yelled back, his horn began glowing as he began to funnel his energy into it.
"You can do it!" Rain yelled, encouraging Lightning. They were rapidly approaching the shield now. "Charge! Straight ahead!" The group began to pick up speed as Lightning's horn glowed brighter,
In the distance a shadow appeared in their path, "Rain, what the hay do you think you're doing!?" Came an elderly, yet strong voice.
"You'd better step aside!" Rain responded, the group were almost upon the shadowy figure now and Lightning could make out who it was now. That grey coat, and white mane. Those wrinkles. This feeling of great power. It was the village elder alright. With Celestia gone, the ponies of Ponyville had to have some form of leader, they elected the most powerful unicorn they had as village elder, his names was Thunder.
Thunder's horn began to glow, "You little foals!" His voice boomed, crediting him to his name. A large blast emanated from him, blasting the group back a few feet.
"Would you ponies come to your senses?" Thunder asked as he approached the defeated group. There was now a crowd gathering to watch the public scolding, "This is all we have, we've lost the outside world."
"Like hay we have! I've been out there before!"
"The son of a liar, is a liar." Thunder said as he approached Rain.
"What's that!?" Rain said, obviously annoyed.
"Your old man did nothing but spout the same old stories." Thunder said calmly, "And all it got him was killed. Killed by the very world you so wish to visit, that you so boldly have the nerve to say is safe!" Thunder was beginning to lose his cool to his anger.
"You're wrong! My father is still alive and kicking out there, I can feel it!"
Thunder backed away from Rain, "This village is all we have, ever since the fall of Celestia, we've been told to never leave this protective shroud. Ponies who don't understand that rule...Are punished." Thunder said with a gleam in his eye
The rest of the team aside from Rain and Lightning froze with fear, they instantly fell to their knees, "We're sorry! Please forgive us!" They all yelled in unison.
"You cowards!" Rain yelled. There was a small chuckle from Thunder.
"You are excused." Thunder said.
"Sorry bro, had to do it." One of the pegasi said.
"Come on bro, just forget your pride and apologize too!" One of the others spoke up.
Rain had an annoyed look in his eye, "Don't call me bro. I don't ever want to be called 'bro' by the likes of you." Rain said with a very angry voice.
The others were obviously frightened by Rain's sudden change in personality as they backed off.
"It seems your team isn't very harmonious at all," Thunder said as he began to approach Lightning, "You are free to go as well, "I know that Rain roped you into helping him. You have an important job here in Ponyville, planting and harvesting the food that sustains all of these ponies here. You don't have to stay with this rabble, come along." Thunder said as he turned around.
"But I-..." Lightning said as he gaze dropped to the ground.
"Go ahead." Rain said.
The words surprised Lightning, he looked up to the eyes of his spiritual brother.
"Don't sweat it, go on." Rain said, as calm as ever.
Just then a loud rumble was heard as the earth beneath them began to shake. All the ponies began looking around in fright, several other took off to their homes because they remembered that this shaking meant.
"I-It's another attack! Everyone, get to your homes!" Thunder called out.
Ponies began scrambling back and forth trying to get to their homes quick enough. Screams and shouts were heard from all around.
"We got to get out of here!" Lightning said as he huddled close to Rain, "Rain!"
Rain didn't move, he wasn't even frightened, he still had that same stern look, "No...Way..." He said.
"But-!"
"I don't run away." Rain said.
Lightning's eyes went wide as he stared at Rain, such courage was awe inspiring. But the rumbling was causing memories to surface in Lightning's mind. The first attack on Ponyville, the fall of Celestia, the death of his parents from the battle.
"If we don't run they will kill us!" Lightning yelled.
Rain must of read Lightning's mind, he instantly knew why the young unicorn was so scared, "That's right..." Rain said as he began to also remember the tragic day that Lightning lost his parents, "I forgot, I'm sorry." Rain said as one of his hooves went around Lightning, pulling him close, "Don't worry Lighting, it's almost over..." He said calmly.
Without missing a beat, the rumbling stopped. The attacks on the shield let up and the attackers left. Ponies began to poke their heads out of their homes and looked up to the shield, to see if any damage had been done. This happened every now and then, Nightmare Moon's minions would attack the shield, hoping to finally wipe out what remained of Celestia's world.
"Do you ponies even have faith in that shield? If so why do you run whenever we're attacked!? We'd be better off out there, ending this fight!" Rain called out to the towns ponies.
"Give it a rest!" Thunder called as he came stomping out of his nearby house, "I didn't look after you two out of the goodness of my heart you know!?" Thunder yelled at Rain and Lightning, "I did it because I'm the elder, I have a duty to lookout for the welfare of Ponyville and all of its ponies! But if you can't settle down and do what I say, there's no place for you here!" The elder yelled.
Rain's punishment was severe by Ponyville standards; he was to be tied to a post out near the work fields, he would stay there without food or water until an undetermined date.
Rain laid on the cold grass, his eyes staring at the shields wall, far off in the distance.
Lighting was back to his fields, pulling his old plow. He now wore his stone around his neck as a makeshift necklace. Lightning never did have the easy life in Ponyville, unlike some other ponies. Lightning's parents had died when he was a newborn. It was around that time that the Elements of Harmony failed to defeat Nightmare Moon, and she took over all of Equestria. Her final target, was Canterlot. The battle raged over all of Equestria as fire rained down on everything. In the midst of the battle, a stray blast struck Lightning's home by pure chance. Lightning's mother had used the last of her magic to create a shield for the newborn, effectively saving his life but sentencing him to a life or torment.
"No mater how hard I work..." Lightning said to himself, as he let go of the plow and began to head home. "That shield will eventually fall, and then Nightmare Moon will kill me, the elder... Everyone..." His horn lit up with magic as he began to use his telekinesis to open his door, 'Or is it?' the thought played across his mind for a split second. Suddenly his stone began to glow wildly, a burst of power shot through Lightning as he accidentally blew his door of its hinges. Lightning stared blankly at where his door once was, "Wh-What the...Hay...?"
"Lights out every pony, it's time for lights out!" The elder called as he walked through Ponyville. His horn was creating a light for him as he used his magic to extinguish the lanterns that lit up Ponyville. Light after light and candle after candle within the homes began to go out.
The field that Rain was in was getting darker and darker as the lights from the city began to go out one by one. Rain couldn't notice though, as he had fallen asleep within his own boredom. His nap was rudely interrupted though by a fast approaching Lightning. Rain's eyes opened as he heard Lightning getting closer, "Hey, what the hay...?" He asked in a sleepy stupor.
"Rain!" Lightning called.
"Lightning? What's up?"
"Come on, I have something to show you!" Lightning said with an enthusiastic voice.
"What?"
"Hurry up!"
"Yeah, but that would be a jail break..." Rain said as he got to his feet. His mighty wings flapped once sending him airborne. The rope that bound him went tight and then snapped without effort. "If the elder finds out, there will be heck to pay." Rain said as they began to trot off.
"I was so excited that didn't even occur to me..." Lightning said with a defeated voice.
"Well, if we get back by working hours he'll be none the wiser!" Rain said, "So what is so important that I had to bust out to see it?"
"It's that stone!" Lightning said.
"I already saw that, Lightning."
"Yeah but it has these powers!"
"Powers?"
A bright light from behind the two caused them to freeze in their tracks. The village elder stood behind the two, a great light emanating from his horn.
"You've got some nerve..." Thunder said, "I'm the elder, which also means I stand guard. This punishment will go for you too, Lightning!"
"Leave him, he's done nothing wrong." Rain said as he moved toward the elder, "I'm the guilty one."
"Oh yes, I'm perfectly aware of how guilty you are!" Thunder said with anger in his voice.
Rain only stared back with his cool and collected purple eyes.
A sudden severe rumbling sent the three on their backs. It only intensified as a faint cracking noise was heard. The three looked up to where the noise was coming from. At the main top of the shield, there was a small crack. On the other side was a huge mass of darkness beating at the shield. With a loud crash the shield shattered open at the top, and the large black mass fell through. It landed in the town square with a loud crash and smoke shot up in all directions, obscuring the view of the beast. As the dust began to clear, a huge demonic looking figure stood above them. It looked to be made of darkness itself, similar to Nightmare Moon's mane. It had the form of a giant head with menacing eyes and a huge mouth filled with sharp teeth. On each side of the head it had arms and legs, or they at least functioned as such.
"Guess that stone's going to have to wait!" Rain said as his wings began to flap, he hovered only inches above the ground in place. "Look!" Rain pointed his hoof to the cracked portion of the shield, "That's the real night sky!"
The beast began to stir as it got back to its feet, it towered over any of the buildings in Ponyville. With a loud roar and a mighty kick, it effortlessly destroyed the towns fountain.
"What are ya waiting for, Thunder?" Rain said as he stood over the still downed unicorn, "I thought you said it was your duty to protect the village? Gosh, it's hard to tell which one of us is the liar now, ain't it?" Rain said with a grin.
"Bro, this way! Let's get out of here!" Lightning said as he tugged on one of Rain's legs. Rain only moved closer to the beast, "Hey bro!?"
"HEY! You've got guts plowing into Ponyville like that, you AND that big ugly mug of yours, you know that!?" Rain called out to the beast as he only flew closer.
"R-RUN!" Lightning yelled as he stood frozen in place, he breathed rapidly and could barely form a sentence.
"But that ends here! I won't stand for anymore of your OR Nightmare Moon's shenanigans!"
The beast let out an odd roar as if in confusion of why he was being opposed. After a while it started to sound like a laugh, "Who are you!?" The beast said.
"It talks!?" Lightning chimed in.
"Well, I'm about to tell you, so listen up! The reputation of team Harmony echoes far and wide! When they talk about their bad-apple leader, the colt of indomitable spirit and strength, they're talking about me, the mighty Rain!" Rain said without a hint of fear to his voice.
Lightning stood in awe at the courage and bravado of his spiritual brother.
"I, Rain, will not tolerate any more damage done to this village!"
A smile began to grace Lightning's face, and courage began to flow through him as well. Such inspiration could only come from the one and only Rain.
The beast let out another laugh as it raise an arm, "What can a puny pony like you do to stop me!?"
Just then a blast of magic hit the beast, although it was seemingly ineffective. Lightning and Rain looked around in confusion, then there was another blast, and then another. Blast after blast came from the darkness outside of the shield. Just then a unicorn pony came through the hole left by the beast, she had a purple coat with a long red flowing mane, but she looked as young as Rain. She was falling through the air towards the beast as blast after blast emitted from her horn. She came down to a stop right in front of Lightning and Rain, projecting a magic shield only second before she hit the ground.
"Alright you two, get back!" She yelled at the two.
Rain let out a whistle, "Something else from above?"
"Yeah, it looks like a mare this time..." Lightning said, a little surprised.
Another blast from her horn stopped the conversation, it was then followed by another. The beast seemed to finally be taking some damage after the barrage. Its leg gave out as it began to fall backwards.
The unicorn began galloping away now, "I only knocked it backwards! It can still get up and get us!"
"Hey! Come here often?" Rain asked as he flew steadily beside the unicorn.
"What!?"
"So you're gonna fight it, huh? How about you let me help out?"
"Help out?"
"You came from outside of the shield, didn't you?"
"Yeah, so what?"
"That's awesome! So, is that some kind of battle magic?" Rain asked, excitedly.
"Something like that."
"Wow, you outside mares are a breed apart."R Rain said, now examining the unicorn. She was very toned, her red mane was soft for someone who apparently fought a lot. The red was set off perfectly by her ice blue eyes.
"Do I need to tell you again to run!?" The unicorn shouted.
There was a rumbling behind the two, the beast was upon them. It brought down its giant hand on the two. Luckily though, Lightning was good with his magic. He had teleported in and out just in time to save the two. The trio were now out in the fields that Lightning worked every day.
"Come on, this way!" Lightning said as he began galloping toward his house.
"So this is Ponyville?" The unicorn asked as she looked around.
"Last surviving settlement of ponies, that's us!" Rain said.
"Well, that's not exactly true. There are small groups of ponies everywhere outside of this shield."
"Really!? That's awesome!" Rain said.
"Where exactly are we going...?" The unicorn asked.
"My home!" Lightning spoke up.
"Your home...?"
"It's where my special rock is!"
"Hey are you sure that thing is going to help?" Rain asked.
"Trust me!"
The door to Lightning's house flew open. Lightning was in and out in a flash with the purple stone around his neck.
"Is that... An element?"
"What the hay is an element?" Rain asked with a raised eyebrow.
"That is." The unicorn said as she pointed a hoof to the stone.
"What do they do...?" Rain asked.
"Think of them as an amplifier. They make magic stronger."
"Hey bro! Let's use this to smash that huge thing!" Lightning said excitedly.
"Yeah, let's waste it!" Rain said with a grin, "With this, huh?" Rain began looking at the stone.
"Uh-huh! You can use this to- huh?" Lightning was cut off by the stone giving off a powerful glow.
"I think you should do it." Rain said, "I can't even use magic, and besides you found that stone; it's yours."
"But I-!"
"You think the great Lightning could steal from his brother? What kind of a pony do you think you're dealing with!?"
"But I can't do this!"
"You dumb foal, kick logic out and do the impossible! Remember that! That's the way Team Harmony rolls!"
"But I..." Lightning was cut off by another loud rumble. The looked to the town square to see the beast causing another ruckus.
"Just do it!" Rain said as he threw Lightning on his back. Rain could feel the young unicorn shaking on his back. "Listen, don't believe in yourself!" Rain shouted as he crouched.
"What?" Lightning asked.
"Believe in me! Believe in the Rain that believes in you!" And with that Rain took to the skies. The mysterious unicorn had also used her magic to join them in the skies, still unsure of how allowing a young unicorn to use an element would go. They headed straight for the beast in town square.
As they approached the beast he let out a great punch towards the trio. Lightning, in a moment of fright, projected a shield that blocked the punch and sent the monster recoiling back. The stone began to glow brightly as Lightning used his magic.
"Hey, yeah! You did it Lightning!" Rain called out.
"Heh, yeah I guess I did." Lightning responded.
"OK, let's rock!" Rain yelled as they fell back and then shot towards the monster for a second time.
"Hey wait...That's... Lightning and Rain!" Thunder said, he was in his house looking out the window at the ensuing battle.
"Haha! I bet you weren't expecting this!" Rain yelled at the beast, "Even if Celestia herself would tolerate your brutality, Team Harmony will NOT!"
"I was meaning to ask, Team 'Harmony'?" The unicorn spoke up.
"It's the name of mine and Lightning's team!"
Another punch came straight for them in their moment of distraction, a ball enveloped the three and sent them flying backwards. The ball regained course and then began flying wildly through the air, dodging punches.
"Lightning, why are you dodging? Quit running!" Rain called out.
"It's going to kill us!" Lightning responded.
"A real colt would rather die then run!"
Another punch, this time it collided with the shielded group. It sent Lightning flying back but the unicorn and Rain were left in place. They fell onto the fist of the beast and began rolling down it's arm.
"We're on top of it!?" Rain yelled as he realized where they ended up.
Lightning flew through the air in free fall, almost unconscious, "B-Bro...?" Lightning said to himself. With a sharp breath he came back to his senses and began to use his magic to slow himself in the air. He watched as Rain and the unicorn dodged blow after blow that the monster aimed at its own head.
"Got to make...The impossible...Possible..." Lightning said as his stone began to glow brighter. "I'm coming bro!" Lightning yelled as he streaked across the sky towards the two.
A hand was about to grab at the two, and the unicorn was doing her best to stave it off with her magic. Suddenly, Lightning crashed into the hand, sending it back.
"Lightning! Pretty slick, man!" Rain said as he hopped back into Lightning's protective shield.
"Come on! Let's go!" The unicorn said as she patted Lightning's back.
Lightning was breathing heavily and didn't move. He let out a small grunt and the shield solidified into a perfect sphere of white energy. The hand came down and crashed down on top of the orb, smashing it somewhat into the monsters head. Its hand recoiled and the trio slid off the monster and to the ground. The monster let out a cry of pain as it slowly began to fall.
The three were now free of the sphere that Lightning had created, and they watched the monster fall.
"Alright! We took it down!" Rain yelled in victory.
A yell caught the trio off guard, and also confused them a bit. In their victorious moment, they hadn't noticed the monster return to its feet. A dark hand gripped the trio together, holding them still. It let out a demonic laughter, "I have you now!" It yelled as it began to squeeze the trio.
The three began to yell in pain.
"Dammit! Power! Need...More...POWER!" Lightning yelled as he began to focus all of his energy. His stone began to glow wildly. A purple aura enveloped Lightning. His eyes shot open, but they were purple. He let out a loud yell as his energy began to pour out of him, causing the monster to lose its grip. In the one moment Lightning got, he re-enveloped his friends in a magic sphere and shot out of the monsters grip.
"Bro, I think I'll be able to finish it with this power!" Lightning yelled.
"Alright, smash us right into that things big ugly face! Let it feel the power of Team Harmony!" Rain yelled back.
Lightning nodded as he began to glow brighter.
With another loud yell, energy poured wildly from him. The trio shot towards the monster at a break neck speed.
"Get going, Lightning! Bust through the darkness with your magic!" Rain yelled.
The orb around them began to bend and sharpen to a point. The whole thing resembled a cone. The monster threw a punch attempting to halt them from advancing, but it was futile. The tip of the cone shot through the monsters fist, and up its arm. The arm seemed to disappear into the darkness as it made contact with Lightning's concentrated magic.
They collided into the monsters body, the brothers were yelling in unison. Even though Rain wasn't a unicorn, Lightning could feel the magic coming from him. They drew on each others powers and forced themselves through and up. The monster began to lift up off the ground from the sheer force behind the attack. The monster lifted completely off the ground and was now heading up, up to the hole it first made. It screamed in pain at the sudden power.
They collided with the hole, pressing the monster against it, and with a final yell and burst of power, shot him back through the hole. The trio went through with it, but the shield repaired itself as they left as it absorbed the massive ammount of power that Lightning was giving off.
The ponies of Ponyville looked up in awe as a bright ball of light pushed the monster further and further away.
The trio went higher, and higher, drilling through the monster the whole time. The monster eventually disappeared, destroyed by Lightning's magic.
As the three reached the peak of their ascent, the orb around them disappeared, revealing all of Equestria before them.
"Wow...This is the outside world...?" Rain asked.
The two brothers stared blankly into the vast land before them
"It's so beautiful!" Lightning said excitedly.
"It's Sparkle." The unicorn spoke up.
"Huh?" Lightning asked, turning to the unicorn.
"Sparkle is my name, I guess I never introduced myself did I?" She said with a smile.
"Come the think of it-" Lightning's sentence was cut off short as a hoof was placed on his head and Rain leaned over top of him.
"I'm Rain! This is, Lightning!" Rain said.
"Nice to meet ya." Sparkle said, "Uhm, hey is it just me or are we falling...?"
"Hey the shield went down, do something!" Rain yelled.
"I...I don't know how I did it!" Lightning said back.
The three then began descending rapidly towards the ground.
"We're falling! Hold on tight!" Rain said as he began to flap his wing furiously. The trio grabbed onto Rain's legs as he futilely began to flap, trying to slow their descent.
"I got it!" Sparkle said, with a flash there was a shield around them once more, and the team crashed into the ground below.
After the smoke cleared the three were all on their backs, "Talk about a rough landing..." Rain grunted in pain.
"No kidding..." Lightning responded.
"Oh great..." Sparkle said as she stood up, "Out of the frying pan and into the heat!" She said.
The other two turned to what she was staring at, only to see two more beasts standing before them, eager to avenge their friend.
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<p>Artifact is the director of the new findings branch Equestrian Historical Society, a group that researches pony history and digs up ancient pony artifacts, so everypony can learn from their past. Of course, that's far from the whole truth.<br /><br />This is a transcript of the final video log of Prof. Artifact, a tell-all of the purpose of the EHS, the true history of Equestria, and the fall of a species known as Humans. While the original video has been lost forever, this transcript has been leaked by an unknown source, and must be treated with the utmost caution. The truth is not always pleasant.<br /><br />This is my first ponyfic, and my first short story in well over six years. Please, leave feedback, tell me how awful it is, and so on and so forth.</p>
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[The video starts up, whirring to life slowly. An elderly earth pony appears on screen. Light blue, with a dithered grey mane, worked to hell and back by many years of hard work. He clears his throat, faces the camera, and begins to speak.]
Greetings. I am Ar- Agh, is this thing on? I don't see the light... blinking. [He taps the side of the recording device, the view fuzzing for a brief moment before coming back to clarity.] Probably a loose wire. Well, working now. [He pauses to clear his throat.] I am Artifact, the director of new findings with the Equestria Historical Society, a small but important branch of the Canterlot government. We research ancient pony history, discovering and verifying facts to further the education of Equestria as a whole.
[He leans forward, bones cracking with age.]
That, my friends, is the last time I allow myself to tell such a blatant, disgusting lie. This will be my final journal entry, an entry that I will spread to all of Equestria, for it contains truths that may only ever be spoken by me. Truths that must come to light, lest all of ponydom lose itself to a manufactured, false existence.
[He sits back in his chair, bones popping back into place, the intensity of his resolve burning in his eyes.]
The Equestria Historical Society does NOT, in fact, research ancient pony history. That's all well documented, kept at hand for the Society to manipulate as they see fit. Our sole purpose is to procure ancient technology from old Human societies, to alter them and make them our own. We excavate them, under close guard of course, then send what we find to this very lab I am filming in tonight.
[He gestures to his surroundings. The facility is massive, but completely lacks windows, all light coming from artificial sources. There are several unusual items sitting on nearby tables, some familiar to anypony, others strange and seemingly useless. Items include: umbrellas, large orange cone-shaped objects, large stacks of books, and a strange gray brick with the letters N.E.S. printed on it.]
Here, me and my team of trusted ponies research the findings, discover their function in the dead society, and, if deemed appropriate for use, repurpose them for pony usage. Once our job here is done, we pass it all along to the Integration team, who, through careful manipulation of media outlets and popular culture, bring these objects into modern society.
[He coughs, the faintest hint of blood on his lips. Artifact has a respiratory illness caused by severe dust inhalation, non-fatal (Source: Dr. Tincturehoof, physician assigned to EHT excavation team).]
Apologies. The point I'm attempting to make here is that pony society – from the baked goods you consume, to the music you hear, folk or modern, even the very homes you live in and THE WORDS YOU SPEAK – is a stolen concept, ripped whole cloth from the long-gone Human society.
[A light twitch crosses his left eye, leading to a brief blush.]
Oh, dear, I seem to have forgotten to explain what exactly a Human is. My apologies. Humans are a race of creatures that existed for hundreds of thousands of years, similar to a monkey but capable of speech and complex motor skills. In ways, they were very similar to your modern pony, though one must wonder how much of that is us, and how much is the work done in this lab.
I do not exaggerate when I say that every single facet of your life was made here, in Canterlot, away from prying eyes. At this desk I sit at, 985 years ago as of yesterday, the first cupcake ever made by ponykind was baked. Behind me, the international mail system was created, repurposed from an old courier service known only as FedEx. Over there, [He gestures with a gentle head movement] that's where our language was discovered. It's almost entirely English, a Human language invented on an island nation. One you might know as Bridletannia.
[He eyes a pipe on the desk, giving consideration to a brief smoke break. His head shakes, his focus on his work. Regardless, his eyes wander to it again. Habits die hard.]
I feel I must preface this by telling you all: We, as a species, have only existed as we know ourselves for 1000 years. Please remember this, it will be very important soon. The vast majority of buildings we have in our major cities – Manehattan, Phillydelphia, even Canterlot – are of the Human race's creation. An early version of the EHS repurposed those buildings, as the earliest ponies lived out their days in the podunk of Ponyville, a sort of “original city” created by Celestia to give a base to the stories and “history” lessons we teach our foals and fillies. Many a pony was made to become an “explorer” of sorts, the pilgrimages conducted to end at these pre-made cities, which were considered – at least temporarily – as gifts from the powers that be. Of course, we spent years subtly changing the history books to give them their own origins, founders, many extending far before the rise of our species.
[An audible knock at the door is heard. Artifact turns his head, tapping a button on the corner of his desk. Sugarlumps, his personal secretary, comes in with a cart with a full tea set. She is a somewhat fuller figured unicorn, quite attractive nonetheless, pale pink with a silverish mane done up in fetching curls, a mature style for her young age. He offers her a nod and smile, and she gracefully pours him a cup of tea, setting it on the desk for him. He thanks her, and she departs. Her cutie mark is that of a traditional Bridletannian teaset, visible clearly as she turns and exits the lab. With a glimmer of joy in his eyes, he takes the first sip, practically melting into his seat.]
Ohhh, that's the stuff. An interesting note, tea as we know it originated in a Human country known as China, around where Shanghay is located. As the royals and bluebloods of Canterlot cared quite a bit for it, we moved it's origins to Bridletannia, cementing them as the economic powerhouse of the world.
[He takes another long sip, staring wistfully at the ceiling. After a moment, his mind snaps back to the task at hand, and he sets the cup down, pushing it to the side so as not to distract him.]
Now, I've mentioned that we're only a millennium old as a race, and that we effectively stole everything that made the extinct Human race and made it our own. I'm sure I don't need to connect the dots here. But, it's one thing to hear about it, and it's another to see it for yourself. What I'm about to show you has only been seen by me, my direct predecessors, and Celestia herself. These are the last days of the Human race.
[He leans over, tapping something on the side of the camera. The image changes immediately to a setting not unlike the laboratory, with a strange creature before the camera. It was practically bald, except for a mane atop it's head. It's mouth and nose were strangely inlaid, seemingly lacking a muzzle. Perhaps strangest of all is that it stood on two legs, like a bird. It wore laboratory clothing very similar to what Artifact and his crew wore about the office, but that was about the only familiar thing about it. It cleared it's throat, and began to speak in a Southern Pony dialect.]
Creature: This is the video blog of Professor David Thorndyke, meteorologist, dated August 18th, 2017, from my private observatory outside Branson, Missouri. Viewers, I have some horrible news. Remember those solar flares I had mentioned on Wednesday's video? They've become something else entirely. Something horrifying. Their light has intensified to a point where I'm forced to use instruments to save my own eyes, narrowed their scope to concentrated beams, and on top of that, they seem to be... directed by something. They are reaching Earth, breaking through the atmosphere, and landing on small towns. Yesterday, they were landing too far away for me to do anything but gather data on radiation levels – which thankfully remain low enough that the populace needn't worry about radiation poisoning. Today... it struck Kirbyville.
[The creature, which can be assumed to be a Human, secreted moisture from it's forehead. The heavy breathing accompanying it suggests that it's a response to fear for the species.]
Human, cont.:Those of you that know me personally know that I'm a mere quarter mile West of Kirbyville, so after the background radiation dissipated a bit, I headed down there. What I saw... it was Hell on Earth. The town was a crater. There were whispers of skeletons where men had once stood. A house on the edge of town was cleaved in half, cinders still burning on the edges. Is this some sort of divine judgment? A crazed bio-weapon from the Chinese? Nonetheless, I've notified the state government, with what pictures I could bear to take and a full report. I've dubbed this phenomenon Celestial Wrath, and I hope with all my heart that this name becomes a footnote in history, instead of the end of it. Professor David Thorndyke, signing off.
[The screen flickers to black, then comes to life again on a different scene. Several items frame the screen, including the time and date – 2:16 PM, August 20, 2017 – and a banner reading CBS 2 NEW YORK CITY – JONATHAN SKYE. Jonathan is assumed to be the human taking up most of the frame, looking very similar to David, but in different attire. His left sleeve is torn off, blood is pouring from a wound in his head, and he's speaking into a still camera with labored breath, scrawled on the street. All around him is flames, bodies, and innumerable craters. The bleeding grows immeasurably stronger every few seconds, shortening his breath.]
Jonathan: New York, if you're still watching, run! There's some sort of shining light in the sky, and it's killing us all! Reports from all over are saying it looks like a giant, rainbow horse, but that can't AAAAAAGH!
[Jonathan is cut off when the very edge of a beam vaporizes his legs, leaving two smoldering stumps. He vomits, tears streaking down his face and mingling with the blood. This Human is about to die.]
Jonathan (through heavy breaths): Damn... you... Celesti.... [His head falls into the pool of fluids he's expelled, the life leaving his eyes.]
[The camera cuts back to Artifact, hoof trembling as it tries to bring the teacup to his lips. He sets the cup down firmly, wisely choosing to let his nerves calm before another attempt.]
There's a good reason I only saw that once. Haunting. So, as you now know, our Princess Celestia wiped out the Human race to make way for ponies. Just, uh, let that sink in for a moment.
[He actually gives a moment for it to sink in, finally taking that sip of tea he was going for. Much more relaxed now, he continues.]
Now just this last year, we celebrated the thousandth year of the Summer Sun Celebration, which I'm sure you all know was interrupted by our other princess, Luna. Her crimes reach far from what she was banished for, and her hooves are soiled just as much with the blood of humanity as her sister's, perhaps even moreso.
[He reaches under the desk, coming back up with a black rectangular object, the boxes on either end of it similar to the speakers used at traditional pony parties. He presses a button on the top, the speakers crackle to life, and audio plays from the boxes. Immediately identifiable sounds are those of heavy rainfall, labored breaths, and a high-pitched, rapid alarm. There is another difficult to identify sound, like a series of rapid, tiny explosions, going off in perfect succession. A voice starts speaking, clearly feminine, clearly exhausted.]
Voice: Alright, this works, cool. Barbara Harrison here, running an audio log for the sake of my own sanity. Shit's gone to hell. That Celestial bullshit fried SFU campus, pretty sure all my friends are dead, and cell phone towers are down, so I can't call my folks and see if they're alright. Fuck, hope they are. Highways are all sorts of fucked up, so I went down to the bay and-
[A loud thud is heard, followed by the loud rumble of thunder. Some distortion on the mic, which calms down a moment later.]
Voice, somewhat louder: Goddamnit, this had better still be working. So, yeah, stole a coast guard boat. There was nobody guarding them, guess they've got better things to worry about. Or they're dead. Fuck, I dunno, this whole thing still has my head spinning. Gonna head up the coast, make it to Oregon, see if mom and dad are still alright. If all this shit blows over soon, I might be able to use these recordings to just skip school and get into a job as an investigative journalist. Fuck, waves are getting worse, probably gonna have to kill this for the ti.. wait, the fuck is that?
[The woman in the recording quickly goes to loud sobs and screams, the sound of water growing louder and louder. The only words one can make out through the gurgling shouts are “horse” and “dark”. The recording tapers out, turning to low, crackling static.]
This recording was salvaged from a wreck off the coast of Saddle Francisco, oddly enough in the wreckage that led to our earth pony ferry system. It was clear that Celestia had everything covered on land, but many a human had tried to flee by sea. With the reflective properties of water, she had nearly no way to stop them from escaping. That's where Luna comes in.
Those of you that live in a coastal town know some of the mishaps that came when she returned and regained control of the moon. She'd been out of practice for a full millennium, so her aim was pretty well off for a week or two. That caused quite a few tidal disasters, nearly destroying the kelp and seaweed industry in much of the world. Now, imagine if you will, those sort of “mishaps” conducted intentionally. Pretty clear what happened to Barbara now, isn't it?
[He finishes off his tea, which must be cold by now. He doesn't seem to mind, the look in his eyes suggesting his mind is elsewhere. Setting the large box and teacup aside, he reached one hoof down to his hips, and comes back up with a curious instrument. It seems to be made of polished steel, a long tube attaching to a block with an elongated wheel running through it. Attached to that is a wooden protrusion, similar to many odd ends on several human artifacts. Studies have shown that these protrusions are what Humans held these devices from, similar to how griffons and dragons can hold small instruments easily. With his other hoof, he reaches down under the desk, pulling up some sort of leather strap contraption now fixed to his hoof, which seems to move certain clips on the hoof end of the strap with subtle movements of his leg. He demonstrates it's usage by using it to somewhat effortlessly pick up the instrument from the desk.]
This is a Colt Python single-action revolver. It was excavated just outside of Manehattan, in a small Human settling, inside a large metal box. It propels small pieces of metal at lightning fast speeds, with the intent to destroy a target. This is also the very reason I decided to make this video, knowing that I could never wash these bloodstains from my hooves. I have used this very revolver to take the life of someone very dear to me.
[He visibly tears up, setting the revolver down and pushing it aside. This seems to calm him down enough to continue.]
On a recent expedition to Manedrid, a land mass off the coast of Bridletannia, my team and I had made a huge discovery. Medical supplies and research materials, a wealth of them, enough to keep the Equestrian populace fit and healthy for decades to come. As is procedure, the dig site was cordoned off, tour groups were given the usual loaded reasons for not disturbing the site, and security forces were brought in to keep non-official eyes away. This has worked flawlessly several times before, leaks being very few and far between, but the fates couldn't leave well enough alone that day.
[He starts tearing up again, making no effort to clear his eyes.]
A group of pegasi were clearing rainclouds that day, moving them primarily to the plains. They were supposed to stay well out of our site's airspace, but one of them broke off formation and wandered over our site. Our air guards quickly captured him and escorted him to the site, where he was brought before me. Now, procedure states that any unauthorized personnel on site must be dealt with swiftly, as we maintain a strict “no witnesses” policy. Such unpleasantries were often handled by the guards on hand, but upon discovery of this revolver, it was deemed appropriate that I demonstrate these policies, some nonsense about enforcing respect of authority. I had no problem performing such tasks in the past, but this time was different.
This young, scared pegasus before me was my nephew. He had my sister's eyes, his father's mane, and the theme of cutie mark that ran in my family, exploration, which showed itself as a map on his flank. Worst of all, he recognized me. When I was inducted into the Equestrian Historical Society's discovery and research branch 17 years ago, my family had received word that I had been killed. It was a lie told to protect my identity, my family's safety, and, simply put, to keep me in. Little Atlas was barely 7 years old when this had happened, though him and I had been very close. I could see nearly two decades of anger, longing and sorrow in his eyes, and knew they were a reflection of my own. Unfortunately, Celestia's word is absolute, and I had a job to do.
[His hoof inches towards the discarded revolver, picking it up and bringing it to his head. Sniffles joined his tears.]
Through tears, shouts for mercy and words that stung my very soul, I forced myself to look him in the eyes. I gave him my deepest apologies, brought the revolver to his temple, and pulled the trigger.
[He pulls the trigger on the revolver, the weapon giving a loud click and nothing else. The chamber holding the piece of metal was empty. He drops the weapon with a loud thud, burying his muzzle between his hooves on the desk, crying. Clear words are heard once through this, stating “Atlas forgive me”.]
[A few minutes pass, and he finally pulls himself up from his sobbing. His hoof instinctively reaches for the teacup, and upon finding it empty, he sets it down firmly, a small crack forming on it's side.]
Apologies, those were inner demons I was hoping to never face again. I would never wish such a fate to befall even my worst enemy, and pray that this video provides the first step towards a peaceful future where such a tragedy is unthinkable. What you do with this knowledge is up to you, of course. Whether you choose to suppress it and never show another pony, expose it to the world, or use it as a catalyst for an uprising, that is entirely up to you. I only wish for you to express your free will.
I will be wrapping up this recording in a moment, then proceeding to make several copies and sending them out via private courier to various people of interest I know. Friends, I trust you to do the right thing, work towards a brighter tomorrow, a tomorrow free fro-
[His speech is cut off by a loud slam and thud, drawing his attention to the door. His hoof reaches and grabs the revolver, swinging it in a wide motion that topples the camera, teacup and black box to the ground. In it's new position, the legs and chests of Luna's private forces (as indicated by the insignia of Luna's cutie mark in a large shield, emblazoned on their protective chestplates are visible. Artifact soon moves into the camera's view, futilely pulling the trigger on his weapon until one round fires and wounds one of the troops. In a moment of desperation, he throws the weapon at the other guards.]
[It lands uselessly before the charging guards, who quickly descend upon the weakened Artifact. The one-sided scuffle that ensues results in the teacup, previously cracked, shattering, revealing a small black microphone embedded into the bottom. The officers had been listening in on the whole recording. One officer brings a hoof above Artifact's neck, and brings it down with calculated force. His neck snaps, killing him instantly. Two guards drag his lifeless body across the lab floor, past a sobbing Sugarlumps. The remaining guard kicks the camera, turning it off.]
It is the opinion of the Homeland Office Regarding the Security of Equestria (H.O.R.S.E.)
that this recording is deemed too dangerous to be seen by all but those with top-tier
clearance. Therefore, it has been reviewed once, transscripted and sealed, to be contained
at an undisclosed location until deemed necessary to review. This concludes the
transcript of Incident #3051, dubbed the “Dug Up Artifact” Incident.
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<p>Fluttershy's kindness to all creatures is legendary in Ponyville. When a freak storm blows in from the Everfree Forest, however, she and her friends discover the limits of compassion, and the dangers of living with your heart wide open to the world.</p>
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The Proper Care and Feeding of Monsters
Applejack surveyed the damage to her orchards from the Sweet Apple Acres barn, a small, tight frown on her face.
Apples and branches littered the neat, orderly rows of trees, snapped off in the powerful winds of last night’s storm and tossed about the farm like toys. Here and there entire trees lay toppled, their trunks nothing but splintered stumps sticking from the muddy earth. Fresh green leaves formed a soggy wallpaper on the side of the barn, and as they dried slowly fell away to reveal the bright red wood beneath.
High above, incongruous to the destruction on the ground, a brilliant blue sky and shining sun welcomed the new day. Birds flew through the cloudless morning, filling it with cheery songs that did nothing to improve Applejack’s sour mood.
Sure, she thought. Now the weather is good.
A faint rustle of feathers and the thud of hooves striking the ground betrayed the arrival of her friend. She turned and nodded to the cyan pegasus, who wore a stricken expression as she gazed about the orchard.
“It didn’t look this bad from the air,” Rainbow Dash said quietly.
The earth pony shrugged. “It coulda been worse. I thought the roof was gonna come off at one point.”
“We tried to stop it,” Rainbow Dash said with a high, insistent voice. “Everypony on the weather patrol was up there, but…” she trailed off.
“It happens, sug. I know you can’t stop the storms over the Everfree. Nopony can.” She gave the pegasus a friendly jab to the shoulder. “C’mon, let’s see what’s left.”
The damage wasn’t as bad as it could have been. Of the hundreds of trees in the orchards, less than a dozen had blown over, though several others were so badly damaged they would have to come down. Most of the fallen branches were deadwood and of no consequence, but they occasionally found themselves stepping over leafy boughs laden with fresh, ripe apples.
The sun was well on its way to the zenith when they approached the edge of the farm nearest the Everfree Forest. The damage was most intense here, with nearly every tree in the row down or badly damaged. Applejack sighed at the sight, and even Rainbow Dash was taken aback by the sheer destruction.
“How long will this take to fix?” the pegasus asked, her voice quiet.
“Years,” the earth pony replied tonelessly. “Ah think we cin afford it, but it’ll be a bit tight round here until these regrow. Gonna be some hard work come spring.”
Rainbow Dash wasn’t an expert on hard work, so she kept her counsel. The two moved down the file of ruined trees in silence, until a faint sound broke through the quiet morning air.
“Is that… somepony crying?” Dash asked. She spun in place, her wings beating the air and setting the nearby leaves trembling. Applejack shushed her, and trotted over to one of the fallen trees. The broken crown was the size of a small cabin, speckled with bright red fruits that hung ponderously from the slowly dying branches.
“Hello?” she called. “Is anypony in there?” She stuck her hooves in the branches and pulled them aside. Dark green shadows were visible in the hole she created, and the sound of crying suddenly cut off.
“It sounds like a filly,” Rainbow Dash whispered. She snuck her snout into the branches, and before Applejack could stop her she dove into the tree.
“It’s okay,” Applejack heard her say over the sound of rustling leaves. “We’re going to get you out of here and back to—WAAGHHH!” the soothing tones broke off in a startled shout, followed by a cyan blur as Rainbow Dash blasted out of the tree at close to her top speed. She came to a panting rest behind Applejack, who looked in confusion between her friend and the branches.
“It’s not a filly!” she said, her eyes wide as she peered over Applejack’s back at the tree. “It’s some kind of weird cat…” she trailed off, searching for the right word. “Thing!”
Cat thing? Applejack glanced at the tree. The crying resumed, though softer and more subdued than before. After a moment of indecision, Applejack stuck her head in the branches, searching for the source of the sound.
It wasn’t obvious, at first. The creature was smaller than she expected, and blended easily with the shadows inside the fallen tree. She stared at it for a while before pulling her head back.
“Go grab an apple basket from the barn,” she said to Rainbow Dash, keeping her voice low. After a moment’s thought, she added, “And a lid.”
***
“So, let me get this straight,” Twilight Sparkle said. She stared at the lidded basket sitting on her library floor. It shook occasionally as the creature within clawed at the sides.
“You found this… thing on your farm after a storm blew in from the forest, and your first thought was to bring it to me?” she continued. She tapped the basket with a hoof, and jumped back when it rumbled in response.
“Ayup,” Applejack said. She and Rainbow Dash were standing in the doorway leading to Twilight’s kitchen, where they could safely observe the unicorn’s progress without actually being near her. “We figured if anypony was smart enough to know what that thing is, it’s you!”
“Well, I’m flattered, I guess,” Twilight said. “But I think this might be more up Fluttershy’s alley. Would one of you mind seeing if she’s home?”
“Ah think she means you, sug,” Applejack whispered to the pegasus. Rainbow Dash was faster, and besides, she wanted to be around in case the creature in the basket suddenly became violent. Dash nodded and trotted out the back.
“Okay, ‘cat thing,’ let’s see what we’ve got here,” Twilight said. She took a deep breath, exhaled, and gently levitated the lid. The basket abruptly stopped shaking, and after a moment a quiet keening sound filled the library.
Applejack trotted up to Twilight, and together they slowly approached the basket. The crying silenced as their shadows fell over the tiny creature curled within.
It was smaller than Twilight expected, barely larger than a housecat. Any similarities to a pet ended at its size, however – the creature was hairless, its smooth hide a dusky grey that blended eerily well with the shadows. Tiny bat-like wings, uselessly small, laid flat against its back. A lion’s tail, as long as the rest of its body, curled around to tuck under the creature’s forepaws.
Most fascinating to the researcher in Twilight was its face. Large, expressive eyes stared up at the ponies, and its mouth – stuffed full of wickedly sharp chisels – was wide open to emit its keening cry.
The two looked down at it for a long while, and eventually it stopped crying, instead curling into a tiny, trembling ball. Having no other ideas, Twilight set the lid back on top of the basket.
“So… any thoughts?” Applejack asked.
“None whatsoever,” Twilight said. She looked thoughtful for a moment, then suddenly brightened. “But that’s what books are for!” She darted over to her shelves, horn glowing as she plucked volumes seemingly at random into the air. They danced around her in merry orbits, forming a literary solar system with her as its sun, until finally she gathered them up into a single stack and returned to Applejack and the basket.
“Let’s see, Euripony’s Bestica Naturalia, definitely,” she read the title off one slim volume and set it aside. “The Field Pony’s Guide to Monstrous Carnivores, hm, maybe.” She set that tome into another pile.
“You have all these books on monsters?” Applejack asked. She nosed the field guide open and flipped through its worn pages, stopping to peer at the graphite illustrations at the top of each entry.
“Not monsters, AJ,” she corrected. “These are scientific works on the animals of Equestria. I’m sure that… whatever-it-is is in here somewhere.”
Nearly an hour passed while Twilight skimmed through her books and Applejack looked at the pictures. The unicorn was going through them for a second time when Rainbow Dash returned, a butter yellow pegasus trailing in her wake.
“Well, there’s the pony we need,” Applejack said. “Thanks for comin’, Fluttershy.”
“Oh, you’re welcome,” she answered. “I’m so sorry to keep you waiting. Rainbow Dash said you found a baby animal?” She was already halfway to the basket as she finished, and before anyone could warn her grasped the lid with her mouth and pulled it away. She let out a quiet gasp, and reached into the basket with her hooves.
“Well, aren’t you just the cutest little thing?” she cooed, lifting the creature free of the basket. It mewled quietly and buried its face in her coat, its tiny wings flapping as she hugged it to her breast.
“Er, are you sure that’s safe, Fluttershy?” Twilight said. The pegasus gave her a disappointed look in reply.
“Have you seen one before?” Applejack asked. “We cain’t find anythin’ in these books like it.”
Fluttershy smiled down at the tiny bundle in her hooves, and made silly faces at it before looking up to respond. “Don’t you have a magical bestiary, Twilight?” she asked. “It should be in there.”
Twilight scowled at the books on her desk, and trotted back to her bookcases. She pulled an old, neglected tome from its place on the highest shelf, and opened it in front of her.
“This thing?” she asked, an incredulous note in her voice. “Fluttershy, this covers monsters. Dragons, chimaeras, manticores… are you sure it’s in here?”
“Oh yes,” Fluttershy responded. She touched the creature’s tiny nose with her own, provoking a delighted cry. “It’s a gargoyle.”
***
A loud thump filled the room as Twilight lost her magical grip on the book. It bounced and fell open to an entry on sea serpents and their hazards.
“You brought a GARGOYLE into my library?!” she shouted at Applejack, whose attention was torn between the suddenly loud unicorn and the tiny creature in Fluttershy’s hooves.
“A what?” Rainbow Dash asked. She crept closer to Fluttershy, her wings flared and trembling with alarm.
“A what?” Applejack seconded.
“Shhh,” Fluttershy gently berated them. “You’re scaring him.”
“Scaring him? What about us!” Twilight hissed, nevertheless keeping her voice down. “Fluttershy, those are dangerous!” She picked up the basket and lid with her magic, ready to snatch the beast from the pegasus’ grasp.
“Dangerous? Sweet!” Rainbow Dash edged her way to Fluttershy’s side, and peered down at the gargoyle. Its long fingers were curled in the pegasus’ pink mane for support, while its head rotated fully around to regard the three ponies.
“Are you sure, sug?” Applejack asked. “It don’t look so bad.”
“Everything looks cute and harmless as a baby,” Twilight said. She grabbed the bestiary off the floor and flipped through its pages. “Until one day you wake up with this thing.” She levitated the open book over to Applejack. Rainbow Dash floated over her shoulder to read.
The illustrated creature was startling. It was taller than a pony, even when hunched over nearly double. Wings larger than any pegasus’ stretched high into the air. A pair of curved horns swept back from its brow, and curled into wickedly sharp tips angled just right to tear apart its foes. Dragon-like claws rested uneasily atop the stone blocks placed beneath the monster by the artist.
“Oh,” Applejack said, quietly. Rainbow Dash stared at the drawing, her eyes wide.
“They’re not dangerous,” Fluttershy said. “If you’re nice to them, that is.” She smiled down at the gargoyle cradled in her hooves, and rubbed its nose again with hers. “Who’s nice? You’re nice!” The tiny creature squealed and batted at her snout.
Twilight recoiled. “Fluttershy, don’t let it near your face!” Her voice was an octave higher than normal. “Look at those teeth!” Fluttershy ignored her advice.
Rainbow Dash snuck closer. “So do they eat ponies, or something?” she asked. The gargoyle turned its head to sniff at the cyan pegasus, and let out a quiet bird-like whistle.
Fluttershy gently set the creature on the library floor, then lay down next to it. “Oh, no, they would never eat ponies,” she said. The creature crawled up onto her back and began exploring her mane. She giggled as its tiny paws tickled her coat. “They’re lithovores. They eat stones.”
“Like dragons?” Applejack asked. “D’ya think Spike’d have anything he could eat?”
Fluttershy tilted her head slightly, either in thought or because the gargoyle was hanging from her mane. “Maybe, I suppose,” she said. “You could ask if he has any soapstone or gypsum. Something soft.”
“No. We’re not feeding him,” Twilight said. “We’re going to put him in the basket and take him back to the forest. Right, girls?” She looked expectantly at Applejack and Rainbow Dash.
The two shared a glance. Fluttershy gazed up at them from the floor, the tiny creature held lovingly between her hooves.
It wasn’t a hard decision to make.
***
“That’s so cool!” Rainbow Dash whispered. She fed another amber pebble to the creature and watched, fascinated, as it crunched the tiny stone to pieces with its teeth.
The gargoyle had grown braver as the hours passed. After an initial meal confiscated from Spike’s leftover baby food, it explored the library, crawling across the floor and up the walls. Its claws, though tiny, provided it with enough purchase to scale any surface, and even to hang from the ceiling. Eventually it grew tired and returned to the floor, where it found Rainbow Dash waiting with more stony treats.
“So do ya reckon it came from the Everfree?” Applejack asked. She lay between Rainbow Dash and Twilight, and occasionally reached out with a hoof to stroke the gargoyle’s back.
Twilight looked up from the book resting in front of her. Although still wary of the creature, she had calmed down after it went several minutes without maiming anypony, and by the time Rainbow Dash began feeding it pebbles she felt a bit silly for her earlier hysterics. Still, she kept a first aid kit open at her side as a silent warning and protest.
“We have to assume so,” she said. “Gargoyles normally live around castles, and there’s that old castle in the center of the forest. He must’ve gotten lost in the storm, or simply blown here.”
“Oh you poor little thing,” Fluttershy said. She lowered her head to the floor and allowed the gargoyle to nuzzle her cheek. “All alone in those woods! That must’ve been very frightening.”
“Well, now that the storm’s over, hopefully it will be able to find its parents,” Twilight said. “We can drop it back in the forest tomorrow.”
Fluttershy gasped quietly. “Twilight, no! What if it can’t find its parents? What if it…” she trailed off, her huge eyes brimming with tears.
“Jeez, Twi,” Rainbow Dash said. “Isn’t that a little harsh?” Applejack nodded in silent agreement.
“No,” Twilight said, setting her hoof down firmly. “Just because it’s playful doesn’t mean it’s safe. This isn’t a bunny, or a ferret, or a turtle. It’s a gargoyle – a monster. If we let it stay here it will get used to being around ponies.”
“What’s wrong with that?” Rainbow Dash asked. “Maybe that will make it nice!”
“Did you see the picture, Rainbow Dash?” Twilight retorted. “The literature is very clear: it’s dangerous. It may be cute and harmless today, but what about in ten years, when it decides to wander back into Ponyville? Somepony might get hurt. Or worse.”
Rainbow Dash was about to respond when a yellow hoof lightly touched her shoulder. She looked over at Fluttershy, surprise written on her face.
“It’s okay, Rainbow Dash,” the pegasus said. “Twilight’s right. He’s a wild animal and it wouldn’t be fair to keep him like a pet. I’ll take him back to the forest in the morning.” She sighed quietly and nuzzled the creature again. It cooed in delight, oblivious to the conversation around it.
***
Fluttershy politely declined the offers of assistance from the other ponies. The gargoyle was light and clung easily to her back, interfering with her flying not at all. She was more familiar with the Everfree than anyone in Ponyville but Zecora, and by flying she could avoid most of the ground-level hazards of the forest.
The perpetual fog that smothered the Everfree Forest was lighter than usual, allowing the occasional beam of sunlight to pierce through to the ground. The weak light cast dappled shadows on the earth far below. Quiet stillness reigned over the early morning, broken by the occasional shaking of trees and branches as something large moved through the woods. Flocks of birds broke from the canopy as the trees swayed beneath them, searching for safer and more stables places to roost.
The castle was unchanged from when she last visited. Only a few upright portions remained, the rest either scattered or buried beneath a thousand years of forest growth. She circled the ruins several times, searching for any sign of life, and finally alighted on an exposed stone outcropping that looked like it might have sheltered a family of gargoyles at one point.
“Okay little one, here we go,” she said softly to the bundle clinging to her mane. She lowered herself to the stones and gently pushed him off her back. The gargoyle sniffed at the stones, then looked up at her questioningly.
“See? You’re home now,” she said. It mewled quietly.
“I’m sure your parents are worried sick about you,” she suggested. “They’ll be sooo happy to see you safe again.”
The gargoyle looked around the desolate ruins. It crawled over the stones, as if searching for something, but quickly returned to her side.
“Go on.” She gave it a gentle nudge with her nose. It squeaked in protest.
“I’m… I’m sure you’ll be just fine here,” she said, stepping away. “I’m sorry, but this is best for everyone.” The gargoyle followed until she lifted into the air. She flew in a slow circle around the outcropping, and began the long flight back to Ponyville.
A tiny wail broke the silence of the forest, wrenching her heart. She sighed and turned back to the castle.
***
“Now, this is only for a few days, until we find your parents.”
The gargoyle chirruped.
“And we can’t let anypony else know you’re here. They might misunderstand.”
The gargoyle cooed and attempted to burrow into her mane again.
“Especially Twilight,” Fluttershy said. She managed to extract the gargoyle from her hair and set it on the table in her kitchen. “Twilight’s a good pony, but sometimes she’s not as kind as she could be.” The pegasus winced as she spoke. “Oh, you can’t tell her I said that.”
The gargoyle tilted its head at her.
“Now then, you need a name,” she said. “How about… Flappy?” The gargoyle blinked in response.
“No? Then how about… Angel! Angel Gargoyle!” she frowned after she spoke. “No, that’s silly Fluttershy. Besides, Angel Bunny wouldn’t like it.”
The pegasus puttered around her home as she thought, looking for any food that might be edible for a gargoyle. Aside from some gravel for the fish tanks, there was nothing immediately at hand.
“I guess we’ll have to go rock hunting later,” she said. “There are some shale deposits near the river you might like.” She turned around to find the gargoyle fast asleep on the kitchen table, its dusky grey skin blending easily with the soft shadows of her home.
She smiled and tiptoed over to the creature. Its chest rose and fell in a slow, steady rhythm.
“Shale,” she whispered. “That’s not a bad name. Welcome home, Shale.”
***
The rose tint of dawn filled the cool morning when Fluttershy woke. She was momentarily perplexed by the unusual weight resting against her side, but a quick glance revealed it to be Shale’s tiny, sleeping form. His wings fluttered occasionally as he dreamed, gently tickling her belly.
She remained motionless for a while. There was no shortage of animals in her cottage, but most preferred their own roosts or dens or beds. Few were willing to spend the night with her, and it was an unusual experience, much like she imagined it was to have a foal.
Eventually he woke, either due to hunger or the warm touch of her breath on his bare skin. He yawned hugely, showing off an impressive array of teeth, and looked up at her, a quiet whistle emerging from his throat.
“Hello little one,” she said. “Hungry?”
He rose to his feet and stretched like a cat, his forelegs extended out in front of him. His tiny claws caught in the tight weave of her blankets, and together they spent a moment untangling him before her favorite sheets could be shredded. He flapped his wings a few times to warm them, then peered up into her face, his large eyes wide and shining in the dim light.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” she said.
Most of the fog that drifted from the forest every morning burned away by the time the two emerged from Fluttershy’s home. The grass was still dewy beneath her hooves, and she took care to step around the dozens of gauzy spiderwebs strewn about her yard, their multitudinous strands rendered thick and cloudy with mist. Shale clung to her back, his tiny fingers wrapped around her mane for balance. She spoke as she walked, and he was a good listener.
“Now, gargoyles are very strong and tough,” she told him. “So I can’t believe anything bad happened to your parents. If we keep checking the castle in the forest, I’m sure eventually we’ll find them.”
He mrrrr’d in agreement.
“But we’re not in any real hurry, right?” she asked. “You’re a growing boy, and it’s more important that we get you enough food!”
He declined to answer, instead climbing up her mane onto her head. She tolerated this for a few minutes until her neck began to ache, and carefully tilted her head back until he was forced to climb down.
There were several streams within easy walking distance of Fluttershy’s home. She headed to the nearest one, a quick brook that twisted and turned through the forest and carved several tall bluffs from its banks. The water was low, a result of a dry summer, and she floated easily down from the edge of the bluffs to the rocky stream bed, which was dry except for a thin trickle near its center.
Shale hopped off her back onto the rocks. He ignored most of the round, polished riverstones, and darted straight to a large limestone boulder partially exposed by the running water. Tiny fossil shells dotted the white, chalky stone, which yielded easily to his impossibly hard claws and teeth. Within moments he chewed a groove into the rock, sending powdery dust into the air and giving his dusky skin a comical sugar-like coating. Fluttershy giggled at the sight.
“Oh my, you must have been hungry,” she said. He flapped his wings, and went back to chewing on the stone.
She let him continue his meal while she walked around, stopping occasionally to pick up a piece of shale or sandstone in her mouth and drop it in her saddlebags. Though they felt incredibly hard in her teeth, the relatively soft stones would make good snacks for the gargoyle.
After a few minutes of scavenging her saddlebags were heavy and jingled like wind chimes. She turned back to the limestone boulder.
“Okay Shale, let’s head back…” she trailed off. The gargoyle was gone.
“Shale?” she said. “Shale?”
The length of the stream was empty, though she knew his grayish skin would blend easily with the rocky streambed. She tried to listen for any of the wide variety of sounds he seemed able to make, but only the silence of the forest greeted her.
“Shaaaale…” she called. “Are you hiding?”
She floated up to the top of the bluff, and gazed into the forest. The dim verdant shadows of the Everfree blocked her sight after just a few yards. She took a tentative step toward the trees, ready to venture deeper in search of her new friend, when the dry leaves to her left rustled, and the gargoyle bounced out of the brush.
“Shale!” she said. “There you are. Don’t scare your momma like that!”
The gargoyle ducked its head and let out a low trill, though its remorse was short lived. He padded, catlike, through the grass and jumped onto her back. He buried his face in her mane, and she decided to forgive him.
“Come on,” she whispered. “Let’s go home.”
***
The weeks passed for Fluttershy in their usual way, though the addition of Shale to her household required a few changes. Most of the fellow animals sharing her home adapted to the gargoyle’s presence easily enough. Only Angel Bunny seemed annoyed by the addition, but Shale’s friendly demeanor eventually won the rabbit over.
Her friends were a more difficult matter. Shale possessed a disconcerting ability to escape from rooms or hutches, so it was no use to lock him away while company was visiting. Instead Fluttershy spent more time at her friends’ homes, giving them the odd impression that she was more sociable than usual.
As summer edged into fall the gargoyle spent more of his time outdoors, digging up rocks in her yard and testing them for edibility. Most of these he discarded as too hard, and as a result he and Fluttershy continued their regular trips into the forest in search of softer rocks. For treats she purchased semiprecious stones like amber and coral from the markets in Ponyville.
“Darling, why are you wasting your bits on this… dross?” Rarity asked, to the great annoyance of the shopkeeper whose wares they were perusing. She levitated a small moonstone into the air, inspecting it critically before putting it back in its tray with an almost audible disdain.
“Oh, well, I like the, um, color on these,” Fluttershy said. She nosed a few bits across the counter to the merchant, a tan earth pony with a trio of rubies for his cutie mark. The stallion passed a small bag filled with stones to the pegasus, and gave Rarity a smirk.
Rarity graced him with a dark look as they trotted away, but Fluttershy’s hesitant stabs at conversation quickly recaptured her attention. By the time they reached the spa for their weekly appointment, the gemstones were completely gone from the unicorn’s mind.
***
The morning air had a definite bite to it as Fluttershy landed at the castle in the center of the Everfree Forest. Many of the trees had lost their leaves to the encroaching fall, but a few stubbornly hung on to their foliage.
Shale hopped from her back as soon as they landed, his wings buzzing furiously in a partially successful attempt to float to the stones. He was larger than when they had first met; his skin was darker and firmer, and his teeth could handle harder rocks like feldspar. The two tiny buds above his eyes were beginning to grow into actual horns, though it would be years before they posed a danger to anypony, or so she told herself.
They had visited the castle at least once a week for the past several months. At first Fluttershy hoped to find his parents searching for him, though with each trip that feeling had fallen further away. Now she dreaded the idea, and each trip was filled with foreboding that was relieved only when they began the flight home.
This visit seemed like every other. The empty castle was as desolate as always. The wildlife of the Everfree seemed to avoid the place, and given its history Fluttershy could not blame them for doing so. She sighed quietly.
“Shale, I’ve been thinking,” she said. “It’s getting colder, and that means it’s more dangerous… yes, dangerous. So maybe we should stop coming here every week?” It was a weak excuse even to her ears. She waited for his response. None came.
He was gone again, she realized. He was doing this more and more often. It no longer caused her to panic, but every time a small worm of worry burrowed into her heart. He was still such a tiny gargoyle, not yet ready for the world. She couldn’t bear the thought of one day accidentally leaving him alone, like his parents had.
She waited for a while, to see if he would return. When he didn’t she began her usual search, taking to the air and circling above the ruins while calling his name. She reached the edge of the forest and began to circle back inward when a loud chirrup reached her ears. Shale was on the ground below her, jumping into the air and flapping his wings in a poor attempt to fly.
She landed beside him and they shared a nuzzle. “Now Shale,” she said quietly as he rubbed his face against her neck. “You know it worries momma when you do that.” He chirped and half-climbed, half-flew onto her back.
“So, it’s agreed, we’ll only come once a month,” she said. He tilted his head. She chose to interpret that as agreement, and together they returned to Ponyville.
***
The first snow came early that year. Shale spent the entire day outside chasing snowflakes, pouncing on them with his claws and trying to stuff them into his mouth before they melted. He didn’t have much success, Fluttershy noted, though his antics brought a smile to her face.
The kittenish behavior was unusual. As he grew larger Shale also grew less playful. He remained friendly and could always be relied upon to cuddle up beside her in bed, but his wonder at the world was more contained, his demeanor more restrained.
Lately he had started imitating a statue. After a particularly large meal he would literally freeze in place, every bit of movement ceasing for minutes at a time. Even his breathing stopped, until she called his name and he broke from his pose.
He was doing that now, she noticed. The snow accumulated on his still form, building into a thin layer that deepened his resemblance to a sculpture. Was this why gargoyles were associated with castles? she wondered. What possible purpose did it serve?
She pondered as he sat, and realized how little she knew about gargoyles. How fast did they grow? Did their behavior change? When did they start families? All unknowns.
“Shale,” she whispered, so quiet she barely heard herself. He broke from his quiescence and bounced through the snow toward her waiting arms. The shared a hug, and trotted back inside.
***
“Fluttershy! Come in!” Twilight Sparkle greeted her friend with delight, and dragged the pegasus through the door before any more warm air could escape outside.
“Hello Twilight,” Fluttershy said. “I hope I’m not bothering you.”
“Nonsense,” the librarian said. “It was getting a bit lonely here. Everypony’s staying inside because of the weather, I guess. Would you like some tea?”
“Oh, no thank you. I’m actually here for a book.”
Twilight blinked, then beamed. “A book? That’s wonderful! Spike, Spike! Somepony wants a book!”
A faint cheering sound could be heard from upstairs.
“Do you know how long it’s been since anypony actually checked out a book?” Twilight asked. She bounced over to the bookshelves, as excited as Pinkie Pie. “I was starting to wonder why this town even had a library. Now, what book did you need?”
“Um, well, I was thinking…” she trailed off, blushing.
Twilight leaned forward. “Yes? Yes?!”
“Well, do you remember that gargoyle Applejack found last summer?”
Twilight blinked. There was a long pause.
“I do,” she said slowly. “Why?”
“Um, well, with all this snow and cold, I was worried about him being all alone out in the forest. Do you think the magical bestiary would say if it’s safe for him?”
Twilight resisted rolling her eyes. “Fluttershy, that’s very kind of you, but I’m sure he’ll be fine out there. Still, if it will make you feel better…” She levitated the worn book from the top shelf and floated it over to the pegasus, who grasped it between her teeth.
“Fank foo,” she mumbled around the book. Twilight chuckled and held the door open for her friend, then went and warmed up some tea to take off the chill.
***
Fluttershy waited until Shale was curled up beside her, asleep, before opening the book.
In retrospect there was no need to be so secretive. The gargoyle had no idea what books were, and he certainly couldn’t read. But the thought of reading in front of him seemed impolite. She resolved to try reading him some bedtime stories later, to make it up to him.
The entry on gargoyles was short. Although fearsome, they rarely troubled ponies, and tended to keep to themselves even when they lived atop crowded castles. With a diet of rocks, and skin that grew stonelike as they aged, they had little to fear from ponies or any other predators.
That much Fluttershy already knew. She turned the page to the section on gargoyle behavior.
They laid eggs, which surprised her. Only the mother gargoyle tended to the young. Within weeks the newborn gargoyles were mobile, independent, and left the nest to start their own life. They did not form extended families.
Fluttershy stopped and read that paragraph again. And again.
She remembered the first time Shale vanished. How every time she ventured out with him he wandered away, and took more and more time to return.
She read the paragraph again. The words grew blurry as tears built up in her eyes.
Fluttershy cried herself to sleep.
***
“Another cup?”
“Why yes, I think I would like some more,” Rarity said. “You’re so lucky to have an assistant who can brew such delicate teas.”
Twilight Sparkle waved a hoof. “Well, he’s not my number one assistant for nothing.” She paused, thinking. “Though his tea seems much better when you’re around, for some reason.”
“You’re probably just imagining it,” Rarity said. “It’s not like my presence alone makes everything better.” She preened.
“Mhm,” Twilight responded neutrally. They shared another sip, enjoying the quiet of the library.
“So,” Rarity eventually said. “Did you think of any ideas for your Winter Solstice dress?”
Twilight nodded. “I did! Something better than my original gala dress.” They shared an uncomfortable moment of silence. “Much better. I was thinking something subdued, with turquoise and opals.”
“Turquoise? Really dear? All the gems in the world, and you choose turquoise and opals? You’re as bad as Fluttershy sometimes.”
Twilight blinked. “As bad as Fluttershy? What do you mean?”
Rarity took another sip. “Oh, well, I shouldn’t speak about another pony behind their back.” She waited for all of two seconds before continuing. “But anyway, she’s been buying all sorts of cheap gemstones in the market. Says she likes their color. The poor dear. To think she actually had a career as a model!”
“Wait, she was buying gemstones?”
Rarity nodded. “Cheap gemstones, dear.”
Twilight pondered that for a while. Eventually she glanced at her bookshelf, where a book was missing from the top row, and sighed.
She had a visit to make.
***
“Shale?”
The knifing winter wind shoved at her. It kicked up loose, powdery snow, forming a white curtain that blocked the trees. Her house, though only yards away, seemed part of another world. All else was lost in the blizzard that blew from the Everfree.
“Shale!” Fluttershy cried again. Her voice caught, and she stifled a sob. “Momma has rocks for you!” She dumped out her saddlebags, creating a huge mess of semiprecious stones that glimmered with unnatural color against the snow.
“I have t-topaz!” she called. “And s-some garnets! You love garnets!” The forest around her remained still except for the swirling winds.
“Shale! Please come back, it’s so cold, and…” she trailed off. Ahead of her, at the edge of the woods, the bushes stirred. Shale stepped out to regard her. She shuddered in relief. Today wasn’t the day.
“There you are,” she said. “Look, momma has rocks…” The gargoyle stared at her silently.
She gulped. “C’mon, Shale. Let’s go back inside.”
They looked at each other for a while. He was still as a statue; she trembled. Eventually he turned, and without a sound vanished into the snowbound forest.
She was still crying when Twilight found her an hour later. The snow had caked over her wings, and she shivered even as she sobbed. The pile of gems at her feet shone through the faint layer of powder.
Twilight didn’t interrupt. She regarded the pegasus’s miserable, hunched figured, and the pile of stones at her feet. The lecture she was prepared to deliver vanished from her mind, and she sat beside her friend in the snow.
Eventually Fluttershy’s sobs trailed off. She drew a quaking breath, and raised her head.
“Twilight?” she whispered.
“Yes?”
“Do you… do you ever think our parents miss us?”
The lavender unicorn was silent for a while as she thought. She remembered her parents’ joy at her acceptance to Celestia’s school for gifted unicorns. She remembered their tears as she moved to the castle. She remembered the packages they sent, and how slow she was to respond, if she bothered to reply at all.
She closed her eyes and thought of all the letters she had sent to Princess Celestia -- a mountain of parchment, dwarfing the pitiful few she sent her mother and father. She wondered why she had never asked herself that question before.
“Yeah,” she finally said. “I think they do.”
***
Dear Princess Celestia,
I’m sorry I haven’t written more. It’s been a slow winter in Ponyville; unlike Canterlot, things tend to shut down here once the snows arrive. The weather has us all looking forward to the Solstice.
Rather than include my latest report in this letter, I intend to deliver it in person. Once the weather clears a bit I plan to visit Canterlot and spend some time with my parents. I’ll be sure to visit the castle as well, and we can discuss my findings over tea.
Your Faithful Student,
-Twilight Sparkle
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