Fire… All I can see is just fire; I look down on the cliffside and see my home of Ponyville abrupt in flames. The ash completely blocking out the sun, and filling my lungs, and all I can do is sit there and watch it burn. No pony can help, and no pony can do anything, but in a way it was… beautiful, it almost felt like curling up by a small fire and letting its warm embrace take you into slumber. Or it was a fire that cleanses the world, ridding everything good and bad alike to start fresh. I sat there calmly both out of fear and admiration; I could feel my real self wanting to get help and try to put it out, but my other half, my fire inside, wanted it to watch it burn until it was down to a small ember.

Inside the fire I could see a shape, and I knew what it was. It was the same pony who I saw in my inner conscience, one completely lacking flesh to be replaced by fire, its eyes were fire, its wings were fire, hooves, tail, mane, everything. We were staring right at each other, completely calm, both our faces glowing from the fire near us.
---
I opened my eyes quickly, and I realized it was all a dream. I wouldn't call it the most normal dream I have ever had, but nevertheless I wasn't afraid at all. I sat up on the edge of my bed in my new home, and was greeted by a splitting headache, and I looked over at my small dresser to see a bottle of whisky completely empty.

I laughed a little and thought out loud, "Next time, when Berry Punch offers to have a drinking contest, do NOT say yes."

"Oh thank Celestia, you're back to normal." Fluttershy responded dizzily.

Wait, what's that supposed to mean? I thought back.

I could hear Fluttershy stifling back some laughter, "Nothing at all. I'm just saying."

After finding out about Nightbane robbing Luna's grave, I did the completely irresponsible thing and went to the after party instead of reporting right away. Hey, if everypony can cut out of work early why can't I for one night? I trotted over to the bathroom on the second floor, and decided to take an ice cold shower to get myself out of the buzz.

One cup of Apple Cider tea and an Apple Crepe later I felt completely rejuvenated, and put on my warm, grey, fuzzy cloak, equipped my Hidden Blade, and made sure my mask was tied around my waist. Trotting into the corner of the living room I removed some of the carpet to reveal the trapdoor leading down into the, probably not so legal, cellar.

I stared into the cave, its walls warmly lit by the magical torches that spread throughout the wall. I trotted in slowly and cautiously, I couldn't explain the fear that was starting to rise as I moved through. I had this feeling of being… Watched, and I didn't like it, oh far from it.

A torrent of unnatural wind blew through the cave, all the torches blew out, and I was left in complete darkness…

Even my low light vision couldn't help me here, I was completely blind to what was ahead of me, and luckily the tunnel was straight so I didn't have to worry about being lost. I felt my heart beating a mile a second, and adrenaline was coursing through my veins. I'm usually not afraid in the dark, I work in it for the light, but this was… unnatural.
I heard some hoofsteps behind me, and an approaching glow. Then… I heard it speak,

"Don't… turn… around… Adomia…"

I felt my pupils contrast, and my breathing start to get quicker and shallower, I knew what was behind me, and I just didn't want to believe it.

"Listen to me… and listen… well… I know… your true purpose… If you… want to find out… you must… travel… north… near the… small village of… Mors Vicus… you will… find everything out… there."

The voice triggered a memory, and I realized that this was the same voice that spoke to me when I was partly dead on the day I woke up. That same scratchy tone sent shivers up my spine, and I was tempted just to turn to see if my accusation was correct. I slowly turned my head around, and my fear started to rise higher and higher.

Nothing was behind me, nothing but the dark pass of the tunnel, and I just stood there, in complete and utter trance. Only until I heard a feminine voice ring in my mind,

"Adomia! Snap out of it!

"Huh?" I responded, wondering where that voice was coming from.

"It's me Fluttershy… Remember?"

I regained my grip on my senses and the identity of the mare talking clicked in my mind,

What just happened? I thought.

"You weren't moving at all Adomia, as if you were completely frozen, and you were completely locked in fear over nothing,"

Couldn't you hear the voice behind me? I asked quizzingly.

"What voice? It's completely silent in here." Fluttershy responded, confusion in her tone.

You mean, you didn't hear the pony that was behind us? I shockingly asked.

"No… I guess I didn't."

I was puzzled why only I could hear the voice; could I possibly be going crazy? Or is it real that this pony knows more about me than even I do? I continued to trot through the cave, the torches reignited, showing me the way. After two hours of trotting I came to the familiar purple and yellow barrier that stood in my path.

I arrived in Luna's room, with Celestia waiting for me, "What do you have for me Adomia?" she asked.

I reported what I saw last night, except telling her about the after party, I believe she would have my head if she heard about that. After I finished a smile grew on her face, and she started to laugh.

"What's so funny, princess?" I grunted.

"Don't you think your forgetting something?" She replied, and noted after she stifled her laughter, "something about a certain pony getting drunk at an after party?"

"What! Who told you about that?" I objected.

"No pony did, but you did indeed trotted into the palace singing, 'Fly Me to the Moon' with a whisky bottle in your hoof. I had to get the head of my guard to escort you home." She stated.

I turned away to hide my embarrassment, Did I really do that? I quizzed myself, Jeez… that night is so fuzzy.

"Anyway, back to business." Celestia suggested.

"Right, as said, Nightbane is possibly the leader of this cult, and we need to know what he plans to do with Luna's body."

Celestia's nodded in complete seriousness, "One thing's for sure, he won't try and bring her back to life. Her body has been void of her soul for too long, and unless he wants a brainless Luna trotting around, I think he will use her in some other way."

I was about to say something, but then Celestia stomped her hoof to the ground in anger, "This is ridiculous! Having to keep asking questions that will never be answered, not by you, or me, or Ter-" She stopped speaking because the door had busted open, there stood a familiar looking earth pony with a cobalt coat, and short sapphire mane, wearing fancier looking guard armor.

"Celestia, sorry to interrupt but, we need your help with some business down in the dungeon." The pony said in a power filled tone.

"Turncoat!" I exclaimed, "What are you doing here?"

"He's the leader of my guard." Celestia explained.

"And he's also an architect?" I asked.

"That would be correct, Kuriokaze, I'm a pony of many talents. Oh, and how's the hangover feeling?" Turncoat said with a laugh.

This caused me to blush in embarrassment, "Now just wait a second here-!" I started.

"You said something about business down in the dungeon?" Celestia interrupted, turned her head back to the matter.

"Right, you see we have captured one of the members of the cult, after seeing him sneaking around the place, we've been interrogating him for around five hours now with little success. We were wondering if you could come in and help."

Celestia thought about it for a second, "I'll come down to hear what he has to say, but I don't think he'll listen, I'm exactly what he's fighting against."

An idea struck my mind, "If he won't listen to the princess, maybe he'll listen to the number one threat to their cult."

Turncoat thought about it for a second, and nodded in agreement.
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The dungeon was dark, damp, and overall quite treacherous; you would never think that a place like this would be under the princess of the sun's castle. As we approached the room I heard one of the guards scream out to a light grey stallion, he had jet black hair, and his legs were held apart by four chains. I stifled a laugh as I remembered what that felt like, and for some reason I found it funny.

"Answer me damn you!" The guard yelled into his face.

The pony just spat back, and the guard looked like he was ready to explode.

"That's enough." Turncoat said to the guard, "just get out of here, and take a break, we'll take it from here."

"Awww, but it was just getting fun!" The stallion taunted. "Who are you going to bring in next, huh? Another stupid guard or maybe you might join in the fun, what puppet will the princess bring in next?"

I slipped on my mask and made sure my Hidden Blade was working, and I trotted in trying to look as shady as possible.

"No puppet, just me" I said to the prisoner.

"Your voice sounds unfamiliar; did Turncoat switch out the guards because they were getting tired?" He laughed at his own words, "Oh boo hoo, and the poor little guards can't even speak to me for a few hours, how pathetic."

I emerged from the shadows, mask on my face, blade on my foreleg, and determination filling my gaze.

As soon as the stallion saw me, his eyes instantly filled with anger, and a snarl spread on his muzzle, "You! you're that pony that's been killing all of us!" He exclaimed.

I got up right into his face, "That's right, and you're going to answer to me, in complete honesty."

"And why the hell would I do that?" He asked in response.

"Because if you don't, you're going to find yourself in so much pain, that you will be begging for death."

I thought the pony would be even more intimidated, but he just began laughing, and his constant switching of emotions made me feel a bit uneasy. "Ha! You are going to make me beg for death? Oh that's a laugh; I've felt more pain than anypony in Equestria. What could you possibly bring to the table?"

If this was the right time, I would seriously have a debate about that. I thought briefly,

"You would be surprised" I boasted, "but I hope I don't have to show you."

Once again I heard a snicker from the strapped up stallion, and it started to get under my skin a bit. I was about to say something, but I heard Celestia and Turncoat speaking. Even behind the wall, due to my mask giving me increased hearing.

"Are you sure Kuriokaze can handle this?" Turncoat asked.

"Truthfully, I'm not sure; I hope his anger doesn't get the best of him, otherwise… I don't even want to say it." She responded.

"I just want to know where they are located, anything else I have no care for."

Let my anger get the best of me? I questioned myself, Why would my anger be so important; it's a basic pony emotion.

"Hey! You going to start asking questions or what? I don't have all day" The stallion jeered.

I turned back to him, and shook the thought out of my mind, "alright, seems fine by me," I took a breath and asked, "Where is the location of your cult?"

"So blunt and to the point," The pony commented, "but I don't remember, I've been down here for so long it's starting to clog my memory."

I the mocking tone if this pony was really causing me to get infuriated, and once again I could feel the fire in me starting to blaze. Incompetent fool, doesn't he know who I am? I thought angrily.

"Adomia, calm down. He's just trying to anger you, don't let him." Fluttershy explained.

"Shut up Fluttershy!" I yelled out loud.

The pony strapped up had a puzzling, yet smug look on his face. "Fluttershy? Who's that? Some mare of yours?"

<i> Words aren't going to get the info I need, time for plan B. </i> I pulled off my mask and started to stare into his eyes, suddenly he found out he couldn't look away as my gaze pierced into his mind, and soon it was mine to control.

"Now listen here you pathetic excuse for a pony, you are going to tell me where your cult is located, and tell me everything you know about them!" I hollered at him.

He was starting to sweat profusely, and he was struggling to resist, "Our… cult is…l-located in… a small… village… called... Mors Vicus… Nightbane… w-w-went there… for a plan he… hasn't told us about."

I didn't even care that he was talking about the place the pony in my conscience told me to go. I could really feel the blaze flaring to life, causing an inferno in my body. "Is there anything else that you are holding back from me?"

Even though his mind was under my control, he still started to laugh weakly, and it only fueled my rage, "Our friends… are working on… ridding the… world… of… a troop… that has… had it coming… for a long… time!"

I flinched away, and he started to laugh even harder, I could feel my grip slipping on his mind. "You better get moving… time's ticking… tick… tock." He taunted.

The fire was actually starting to cause pain on my flesh, and I just had enough with all of the things this pony was spewing from his mouth. In one quick motion I unsheathed my blade and plunged it right into the pony's throat, and was greeted with the spraying of neon red blood onto my blade and mask.

I turned and trotted out of the room, and I could see a fearful look from Celestia, and a dumbfounded look from Turncoat.

"What's the matter? Don't like the way I perform interrogation?" I grunted.

I could tell Celestia was looking for words to say, but Turncoat decided to come to her rescue, "While I most appreciate the fact that you found out where the cult is located, I think the death of that pony was… unnecessary."

"He was a member of the cult we're fighting against, and besides I got the information you wanted." I responded.

"Wait! You heard that!" Turncoat exclaimed.

I snickered a little bit and pulled off my mask, "You can thank Celestia for that, what with the mask that gives me increased hearing, and sight."

They were looking at each other, and I could tell they were afraid of me, "Look, I know my way was… violent, but I believe that was the only way we could get information out of him. Plus, I've known myself for having a short fuse." I explained.

"Well, I guess that solves a few of our problems." Celestia stated with a sigh of relief,

"Turncoat, there's a map in the library of here, and the surrounding areas. I order you to find the location of Mors Vicus, and start sending troops there, and by what Adomia has told me it is somewhere to the north."

He held up his right foreleg in salute, "yes ma'm."

I started to follow him but Celestia's voice stopped me, "Adomia! Hold on for just one moment."

I turned back and faced her, "yes, what is it?"

"The final words of that pony struck me, 'a troop that has had it coming for a long time' what could he mean?" She asked.

I thought about that question, and I realized that I no longer felt that searing pain on my flesh, "Don't know, but what I do know is that they are planning to kill somepony, or ponies in this case, to rouse the public. Think of it as Vinyl's concert all over again, and maybe… they are going to attack the citizens as well."

Celestia just looked at the ground sadly, "What a sad time we have to bear through. All this pain and secrecy is not how I wanted to rule this land."

I just stood there, and let the message sink in. I finally spoke up reassuringly, "I don't think anypony would want to rule that way, but I know that soon, this will all end. I promise you."

I trotted to the stairs and Celestia said, "If I found out what he means I'll send a letter to you," I put my hoof on the first step, "and Adomia," I didn't look back, "Don't make promises you can't keep."
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It was late afternoon by the time I got back to Ponyville, and I pondered about what had just happened. But the thing that was sticking out was the searing pain I was feeling when I was interrogating that pony, and how angry I was.

I questioned myself, Why was I so angry? Also, what did Celestia mean by, 'I hope his anger doesn't get the best of him?' Does she not trust me?

"You tell me Adomia," Fluttershy interrupted the thought flow, "I have never seen you like that, and frankly, it scared me as well."

I was a little annoyed at the sudden blips from Fluttershy, but I dismissed this and thought back, I guess I'll just have to keep a watch on that, but what did I do to gain fear from the princess? I'm just her assassin, nothing more.

"I believe she knows something about yourself that you don't." Fluttershy answered.

I was about to continue, but I stopped, because the heavenly voice of a unicorn filled my eardrums.

"Adomia! Over here!" I turned around to see Twilight, wearing a very cute looking pink and light pink scarf, standing near Quills and Sofas, waving her hoof to catch my attention.

I trotted over to her, and noticed a bag that was close to her legs; I pointed at them and said, "Quills?"

She nodded her head, and I started to laugh, "Typical, you always seem to run out of those. Along with parchment"

She shoved me playfully, "Where were you just now? I haven't seen you since the after party, you stumbled off towards the castle singing, 'Fly-"

"-Me to the Moon' I know, I was just in Canterlot, reporting what I saw last night." I finished for her.

A fearful look spread on her precious face, "Oh no, what happened?"

I looked around, and I saw different ponies walking in the square, I turned back to Twilight, "I'll tell you, but not here, too many ponies. Why don't you just come back to my house?"

As soon as I said that a familiar looking blush filled her face, "Are you trying too… you know…" Her voice trailed off.

I looked at her, puzzled, then it clicked, and my face turned warm red color, "No! No! I don't mean it like that! Jeez, I… what I mean… You know what let's just drop it and go, Ok?"

She nodded her head, and we both headed back to my place, and I couldn't get myself to stop thinking of embarrassing, yet pleasure filled thoughts.
---
We both settled down on the couch, and I could start to feel my heart beat faster and faster. I broke silence with, *Ahem* "Ok, here's the gist of what happened. Last night before I came to the after party I saw a pony leave the Hearths Warming Eve reenactment earlier, and due to my own curiosity, followed him. I found him digging up the grave of Luna, I tried to stop him, but I was shoved back by his magic. Also, the pony was Nightbane leader of Luna's guard, and right hoof pony. He got away, and I believe that he is the leader of the Cult of the Crescent Moon." I took a breather, and started again,

"Today, I went and reported to Celestia about what had happened, and while we were in the middle of a conversation the leader of her guard told us that they needed help interrogating a pony who was a cult member. I decided to interrogate him, and while we did indeed get the information we needed from him, I also was able to make him tell us what the cult is planning tonight."

A worried look settled on Twilights face, "This doesn't sound too good, but what are they planning?"

"Well, here's the awkward part," I explained, "He didn't tell us directly what they were doing, I could feel my grip slipping on his mind, and he said this, 'ridding the world of a troop that has had it coming for a long time' I'm unsure of what troop he is talking about, could it be a special military group? Show ponies? I have no clue, but I was wondering if you could help me decipher what he means."
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"Are you absolutely sure it's the Wonderbolts? Because if you're wrong, innocents could probably be killed." I explained.

Terra nodded her head, "Tia, I'm sure of it, one hundred percent."

I was about to break the line between the physical world, and the spiritual world, but Terra's voice stopped me, "You know, hiding all of information from your assassin is only going to fuel his rage, when he finds out."

An anger filled sneer plastered itself on both my physical body, and my spiritual body, "I know that!" I exclaimed at my sister, "You know, out of all the ponies you could've selected to carry on this role you selected my assassin, who is, not only the most saddest pony I have ever met, is also a trained killer who can kill in cold blood like it was nothing! Why him? Why not me, or Twilight, or ANYOTHER PONY!"

Terra turned her celestial head away, "I told you, I didn't select him, the universe did. Also, it's your fault, you should've kept a closer eye on your sister, because," She started to mimic my tone, "not only did you not know she even had an assassin for around sixteen years, she was able to dethrone you single hoofedly. Even after the Nightmare incident, you still didn't learn."

I started to protest again, but Terra just disappeared, and all I could her was her voice, echoing throughout the white hills of The Void, "Tia, remember, each second you spend here is around fifteen minutes in your world, if you want to save the Wonderbolts, you're going to need to return now. "

Can't argue with that… I sighed, and let my spiritual self come back to my physical body.

I stood up from the comfortable pillow, and made sure I was still in the same room. The dark drapes hung on the ceiling, the room casting an ominous and dark glow. I left the room, and used my magic to mask the hole in the wall. I trotted over onto a balcony where the sun stood, waiting for me to plunge it over the hills, and bring in the moon.
The task was never tedious, but I felt a pang of loneliness, this was always Luna's job.

Why did you do it Luna? I questioned myself, If you hadn't betrayed us, none of this would be happening.

I produced a quill and parchment, and wrote a letter stating what I had learned from Terra. After sending it off I turned around to see Turncoat standing behind me,

"Ma'm are you alright?" he asked.

I chuckled lightly, "I'm perfectly fine Turncoat, and do you have something to report?"

Then he did something I have never seen in all my years of knowing him… He blushed,

"Actually no, I just saw you with a sad look on your face, if I may ask, what is troubling you princess?"

"It's nothing really, just a little tired is all." I made up quickly.

He just shook his head, "Sorry, but I don't buy that. Something is, and you just don't want to say it."

"What do you want from me?" I asked hot headedly.

I instantly regretted saying it with so much anger, because he clearly looked taken aback, "Sorry ma'm, didn't mean to intrude. I'll just head to the barracks, once again, I apologize, and it's not my place to intrude on your personal life."

He started to trot away, and I held my leg out, trying to grab his attention, "Wait! Turncoat! I-I-I didn't mean it like that!"

Too late he was already gone, I sighed, and went to follow him.
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I heard the slam of a letter hit my mailbox, yes turns out Turncoat forgot to mention it, there was a mailbox that Celestia could send to instantly, instead of needing Ditzy Doo to do it. I broke from an embrace with Twilight, and opened up the box to find the letter. I took it out and opened it,

Adomia, I've figured out what the pony was talking about, the troop he was mentioning was the Wonderbolts. I'm afraid there isn't much time before they're killed, I believe they are performing in Cloudsdale tonight, you know what to do.

Do not fail Adomia. Innocent lives are on your hooves.

Celestia

"Looks like we found our answer." I said to the pony behind me, and I trotted over to the corner.

"So… you have to go?" Twilight asked, voice hinted with sadness.

I gave her a concerned look, "Unfortunately, duty calls. Don't worry, I'll be fine."

I opened up the trapdoor, and jumped down the hole. I pulled my Jet – Black cloak off the hanger, and threw it on my body. My crossbow sat on a nice rack, and I placed it in the built in holster. My other Hidden Blade were right next to it, all on a individual rack. Finally, I threw my mask on, and headed back upstairs.

With one final hug from Twilight, I headed outside, to make the journey to Cloudsdale.
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I arrived at the city in the sky, and I felt some strange drawing to it. I know it was the place I was born, but I have no other connections to this place.

Looking around, I saw different pegasi entering a stadium far off to the west. Must be where the Wonderbolts are performing.

I looked at the stadium, strangely it was closed roof, and closed on the floor. Normally this wouldn't be here, especially for pegasi, I flew under and managed to find a small hole I could slip through.

When my head broke through to the floor, I could hear all the different ponies screaming their heads off, and I knew the show had just started, and so did my job.

I trotted up to the highest point to see if I could detect anypony looking suspicious. I managed to get up to the top row without being detected, and I caught sight of the Wonderbolts, pulling off stunts with complete coordination and accuracy. I looked on with admiration, and my eyes drifted to one of them with their mane and tail blown completely back, but the color of its coat, more of a butter yellow than a light yellow, and I could still make out the colors of its mane to be light and dark orange.

Spitfire! I silently exclaimed, She became a Wonderbolt?

"Adomia! Look down, directly across from you!" Fluttershy screamed.

I followed her orders, and saw a unicorn mouthing words, and its shadow slowly moving out forward. If that shadow reaches one of them, she'll have control over their body!

My fire started to burn inside, just a flicker, but I was already feeling the rage starting to boil. I pulled out my crossbow, and quickly pulled the trigger.

The bolt flew in the air, and nailed the unicorn right in the head, causing her to fall over, and break through the clouds.

Look's like the unicorns have to use their magic to keep themselves on the clouds. Perhaps they didn't know the spell that allows Earth Ponies, and Unicorns to walk on clouds. I concluded.
---
Halfway into the show, and no other signs of assassins, I was really confused, as to why none were trying to kill them. I knew they were there, I had a feeling, and I just didn't know.

I slapped my hooves against my mask, Think Adomia! They wouldn't make the same mistake twice, and I don't believe they aren't just going for the Wonderbolts. If possible they are planning… to…

It pieced together, they are going to destroy this stadium! Along with all the ponies inside!

"ARE THEY INSANE?" I yelled out loud.

I picked up my gear and started down to the bottom of the stadium. My rage slowly building, They dare attack innocents! Once these ponies are found I will gladly murder each and every single one of them, and place their heads on my wall!
I stopped dead in my tracks, I was dumbfounded by what I just thought, and again I felt that searing pain on my skin, this time it was much more noticeable. Focus Adomia! You need to find the other cultists!

I arrived down on the floor I started on, and I could see shapes of ponies in the distance. Sneaking closer, I was able to hear what they were talking about,

"Just got the word, he wants us to get out of here. He'll set off the charges as soon as we give the signal."

Charges! I silently exclaimed.

The ponies started to head my way, and I lay in wait for them to come around the corner…

Shank!

As soon as they came around the corner I plunged both my blades into their faces, and they fell over, through the clouds.
I trotted over to where they were speaking, and saw the cloud floor binding itself back together from a hole that was pierced into it. The tiny hole had a green glow, and I put my hoof inside to pull it out. However that was not the best plan of action, and I pulled my hoof away in pain. The object was scorching hot!

I started to think of a way to pull it out, but I heard a voice coming from inside the stadium.

"All will fear the Cult of the Crescent Moon, and our conquest starts today!" The voice yelled.

I managed to rush back up to see who was speaking, and I saw a pegasus, hovering at the top of the stadium with a blue orb in his hoof. I could tell that this was the detonator, and that he is stalling to make sure his fellow cult members can get out.

"For too long, the ponies of Equestria have been led by one, genetic hiccup, and the 'peace' that has been throughout the land has been nothing but a lie. Our ruler is weak and spineless, and the cult is fighting to end this farce, and issue a new rule, one with actual peace."

Lies! All lies! I exclaimed silently, and the searing pain was starting to fester, and I could feel my skin heating up.

"Don't believe me?" The pegasus told the awestruck ponies, "Ok then, if the princess is so powerful, then why didn't she stop her sister when she turned on us? Why didn't she stop her when she became Nightmare Moon huh? It's because she has to have others do her dirty work, and when she needs to act, she cowers in fear."

Everypony was looking up at him the feeling of fear flooded through the stadium, and no pony knew what to do.

Well… Except for me.

I pulled out my crossbow, and lined up a shot. My eyes completely focused on his head, but I couldn't take it, otherwise I might hit the detonator, and destroy this place. The pegasus now held it up in the air, and I knew he was about to crush it, setting off the charges, in one last attempt I pulled off my mask, and saw his gaze meet mine.

Almost instantly he stopped dead in his tracks, as I gave him the most hate filled stare in his life. I was pouring all my rage for him, and everything into my eyes, the pain on my skin was now almost unbearable, and I literally felt like I was about to burst.

He started to shake in fear, and my body was a literal inferno, and I was on complete auto pilot. I had reached my boiling point and went past it, I wanted him to drop the orb, but instead I heard a scratchy voice whisper in my mind.

"Combust."

All I could hear next was the screaming of the pony, as fire literally consumed him! I broke my concentration, and realized what had just happened, he just experienced spontaneous combustion!

I also realized that the inferno settled down, and I started to breath heavily. What… was that? I managed to think.

The pegasus started to drop, the orb along with it, and before I could recover, it slipped through the clouds, plummeting toward the ground, and will most likely set off any second!

I slipped my mask back on, and dashed out to the middle of the stadium,

"EVERYPONY GET OUT OF HERE NOW!!" I shouted at the top of my lungs.

Pandemonium ensued, as everypony, including the Wonderbolts, all dashed out of the stadium. I was moving towards an exit, but I felt fatigue wash over my body, and I lost altitude, my vision was starting to blur, and I fell to the ground of the stadium.

No… I have… to get out…
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"Is everypony alright?!" I heard the sound of our manager ask.

I flew over towards the familiar group of pegasi, and I was completely floored on what had just happened.

We were performing our show, everything was going well, and then all of a sudden this pegasus appeared holding a strange blue orb. He started ranting about how Celestia is not the true ruler, and something else about a Cult of the Crescent Moon, and then he literally just burst into flames, just… boom. Another Pegasus flew out of the crowd, however this one I knew who he was. Kuriokaze is what everypony calls him, and apparently he is a crime fighter, and a damn good one at that.

I heard Soarin pipe up with concern, "Wait where's Spitfire?"

I caught up to them and said, "Over here."

They all turned, and let out a sigh of relief, "Did all the ponies make it?" I asked our manager.

He was about to say something, but the sound of magical explosives set off, and the entire stadium was engulfed in a green ball of fire. Smoke filled the air, and I could barely make out the sight of a shape falling down towards the ground.
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I could feel myself falling at blinding speeds towards the ground, I had no idea how I managed to stay alive, and keep consciousness through the explosion, and I guess it was luck or a curse. The fire was lapping away at my skin, and each second felt like an eternity. In a last ditch effort I attempted to pull out my wings, and I felt my speed decrease, but I was still falling and I knew I would hit the ground soon.

Pain… All I felt at that moment was pain. I realized I had landed, and was now in a crater. I tried to open my eyes, but found myself unable to. The mask was getting in the way. I tried to breathe in, but coughed out blood, and I could feel myself getting weaker by the second.

All I knew was I had to get out of there; otherwise I would suffocate to death. I put one foreleg in front of the other, and managed to crawl out, I pulled off my mask, and placed my head in the cold, welcoming snow.

My head slumped to the side, and the last thing I heard was the sound of a Pegasus landing nearby, had somepony not make it? My eyes started to close, and my hearing became almost nothing, blood started to melt through the snow, and the last image I saw was a butter yellow foreleg in front of my eyes.

To be continued…

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