"Children, what does this statue stand for?" the teacher asked, gesturing towards my little prison. The group of foals, whom I assumed to be her students turned their gazes upon my stunning form that I in no way feel biased in claiming. After all, I am a sexy beast.
Feaar me, I am the big, bad, Alice! Honestly, the past few hundred years had been hellishly boring, and the random spurts of activity rarely made up for it, but I do have to admit, watching Luna go insane was pretty humorous. Maybe I'dd feel bad about having something to do with that, but...
Whore. If I could I would have growled at the thought of her, she wronged me yet I'm the one locked in stone for an eternity whilst birds shit on me? Sure, she's an Alicorn and deity of the night, but shouldn't the Lady of Madness herself get some slack? With a silent sigh, I turned my attention back to the children.

They had a bit of a complex look on their faces, of course, confusion was the most prevelant one. None of them had really seen a human before, statue or not. It was only last year Celestia had decided to make me public in order to 'celebrate' her sister's return. If anything, I've a feeling a funeral might be in time. At the cruel thought, the children shivered, my pressence licking at their fragile minds.

Goddess I snorted at the thought, she was nothing but a immensely powerful unicorn with wings, wings of which I had given to her to begin with. She had been shocked at first, then a little grateful, but now when she had spread lies about how I had "cursed" her to become Nightmare Moon, that was her own damnable fault! I had already been locked in stone for several hundreds of years when she turned into the Nightmare.
... Although, I'm not going to say I didn't give her a nudge at times. After all, her ascent into madness was so delicious, I had not been so close to escaping ever since, but a birdie had told me that I'm going to get out soon, very soon.

One of the fillies stepped forward.
The reason I noted that Is because she felt... Familiar. Similar, in a way. Maybe a lost ascendant of somebody I used to know, but my name's not Kimbra.
"I... I think she's... She's very pretty," she whispered, her voice causing my mind to flash back to Clover. If I could, my eyes would've narrowed, bah. I doubt It was his anyways.
"Pfft, she's not pretty at all! She's not even a pony!" a colt pointed towards me as If I had just told him that I am his father,
"I feel insulted" It was worth it, over the years my seal had grown weak, and the more violent or villainous something gets around me, the weaker It grows, with Discord's release from his prison recently, I could project words for a short amount of time.
"Who said that!?" The colt jumped on guard, he is a Pegasus, a gray coat with black mane.

"My, don't you recognize your own, sweet mother, Rumble?" Yeah it's really mean to impersonate a child's dead mother, but fuck you I'm bored.

"M-Mommy?" He asked, looking around himself. The teacher started moving closer, perhaps to comfort him. I didn't let her get there, my whispers of silence and words of knowledge caressed her mind, and I could feel rather than see her cracking underneath the pressure.

"Yes, it's me! Your mother, Thunder Blossom, do you see that statue?" He were facing me, so I know he did.
"Y-yeah..." he mumbled, looking up towards me.

"That is my imprisonment, you see, I did something bad when I was young, it was wrong and I shouldn't have done it, but done is done. Now, I need your help. Hit that filly,"
he didn't want to do It, in fact, he fought against my control for quite some time, thrashing against nothing. The filly per say approached, and within a few seconds, her green coat turned purple. My frozen grin widened as my gift manifested Itself, the sudden spurt of claws on his hoof left her with three gaping holes in her cheek, then the screaming began.
Some guards came, saw the carnage, and forcefully dragged the colt away, kicking and screaming, damaging anyone that came close enough. This magic Is closer to Discord's, so I wouldn't be detected. The teacher, under my command, quickly ushered the foals away.
Then, my statue cracaked. It split down the middle, and out I stepped. My grin couldn't have been larger as I drew my sword, well, knife, If you're a lore kind of person. I bent down and looked to the pavement.
I carved into the stone I once was trapped in "Come play with my, my sweet, sweet child of the Night.

I made my way out of the castle, they seem to have used my design in it after all, I wonder If Celestia did It because she thought I could be saved. Of course, there's nothing to actually save me from.
I'm sure you're all very confused by now, so let me re-track from before I got here, yeah? I think that's for the best.

***

(1372 Years Ago.)

We were in my father's van on our way to the convention, Jasper was still grumbling in his Havel armor. He passed me a few thousand, In euros, that's about a few hundred. To my right sat Andreas in his Tesla Armor, a plasma rifle swung around his back, I helped design that damnable thing too, what we ended up doing involved a green one mega-wat laser with a connection to the battery on his arm, his left arm mind you, so It wouldn't get stuck in everything. two mirrors where the laser shot in with a strong magnifying glass in the middle of it, we also made the thing out of metal since we noticed that wood burnt and plastic melted. To fire, the metal plate at the end will be removed and the laser will charge up before discharging. The metal plate Is really only there in case of an accidental dischage.
... Although, It might still make It through, If used too many times, because It was a plate sheet, only two milimeters thick.

Jasper however, some fucking sword that I've no idea what It's called. There's a skull on the guard, holding the sword together, and It tapered off into a curve. The blade itself we ordered a while back, took it almost a year to get here, since then It's just been gathering dust in his closet for the past six months.

'But what about you?' I hear you ask, well I am just so utterly delighted that you portray interest in my clothing, you pervert! I've gone a little out of character with this, so I just took a needle and made sure to sew in some hearts on a red and black dress. The Vorpal Blade was a bitch to make, I was unable to make It short, but you could still see what It was. We dulled the blade to make It pass as a prop, but with enough force would cut through wood. I had gone a little more out of character and strapped a deck of cards to my dress, with Queen of Hearts facing outwards and a band of small, dulled throwing knives around my chest, so in short, I looked like a complete badass.
And for some reason, my father still thought that going to one of these conventions would get me raped or robbed, now, I'm not a rapist, but If I was, I wouldn't go after the chick with a sword, surrounded by three burly armed dudes.

There were more people in the car, because I saw a way to make money. Only one of them actually stood out aside from my two best friends, Leonardo's outfit was that of Van Helsing with a silver crossbow. He put a single touch into his appearance that melded strangely, but nicely with the rest of his outfit, a long black and white scarf covered the bottom of his face, revealing only the silvery eyes. Contact lenses, of course.

And another thing: I looked quite a bit like Alice to begin with, right width, right length, black hair, smooth and bony face.
I also had my tools In the left pocket of the dress, the same side with the deck of cards on. I actually had to go through a lot of effort to sew a tiny heart onto that thing.

My tools consist of home made smoke-bombs and lockpicks, me and my friend was actually pulling of an act at the start of the convention.
"Hey Jasper? You still got the shield, right?" We made him some stupid huge stone shield. Out of wood, of course, but It looked like stone.

Removing his mask he reached behind his back and pulled the shield out, he was about two meters tall and had a very piercing look, I was thankfully used to it by now, and met his look equally.

Then promptly burst out laughing.
He briefly laughed with me before turning his cold stare out the window. Seeing as we were almost at the convention, I put on my most calmest, coldest look, sheathing my blade in a narrow steel wire and stood up as my father pulled to a stop.

"You kiddos have fun now, i'll pick you up 'round nine, and if you're going down on eachother, do use protection." Normally one would be embarrassed by such comments, but my father knew that we don't hold any particular interest in eachother, except Leonardo, but It's probably better If we never discuss that.
"Will do, Father, will do." Yeah, I'm the awkward one.

And so we went, Andreas had equipped his Plasma Rifle, he named it Anal-ilator, (No he didn't) and were glaring death at people around him, Jasper had put the helmet back on and was walking with the sword and shield in hands, the red and orange cloak on his back made wonders for his appearance, personally I had a hand on the handle of my blade. As we moved closer to the entrance, we got patted down, reviewed for our pass, yadiyada, boring shit. Entering, I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, the place weren't filled to the brim nor did it look lacking, it had a decent crowd at everything, and the cool stuff they were selling made the entire three month wait worth it.

I, as always, instantly went to the hat corner, where I laid my eyes upon a large hat with several hearts sewed into it, whilst it looked a bit worn with time it would go perfectly with my Alice cosplay, with that in mind I walked up to him and asked how much he wanted for it.

"Huh? This 'ol thing? Found it in a box I haven't opened in years. How does... A hundred and twenty sound?" Good deal, if you ask me. That was in Crowns, by the way, so It was like twelve euro. I put the money down on the desk, put the hat on and made my way over to Jasper and Andreas, who was gaping at someone cosplaying as Rin from Blue Exorcist, he looked kinda cool, had the blade and all.

We made our way forward before something... Strange made itself known in my eyes, a single woman was standing there and selling props from games, but no one seemed to be buying from it, I made my way over to it through the masses, telling my friends that i'll be there for a little while, going through the props.

What I saw made me glad I wasn't a guy, since I would probably have gotten a erection, pistols, bows, crossbows, hell the Thunderfury laid on that table and several more weapons I recognized from games, but that wasn't what drew my attention, oh no that were a pair of Gloves I recognized as the one Faith uses in Mirror's Edge, looking down on my hands I realized they would be a great replacement for my other red gloves that somehow vanished the day before the convention.

And they weren't that expensive either, Hundred crowns! So, of course, being the curious fool I am, I bought them and put 'em on.

Making my way over to my friends I felt a slight tingling, thinking I had to go to the toilet I made my way over there and the tingling increased, this time however in my entire body, I slipped and fell, but instead of being greeted with the hard floor, it felt like water around me, opening my eyes I gasped in horror as I saw my reflection staring down at me with cold, dead eyes, she rose a finger and pointed at me, she didn't have any gloves like I had, I noticed, it's strange what you think about in situations similar to these.

She finally broke the surface of the mirror, and touched me. I... I can't describe how her fingers made me feel. I swear I could smell colours, see sound and hear light, pain shot through my body, and I think I felt something break.

I was sent spiraling downwards, even though my rational mind knew there was no downwards on a normal bathroom floor.
Last thing that went through my head was the need to grab onto something, followed by a faint voice.
I'm sorry, and Good Luck.

Author's Notes:

Soooo... Another one of the League of Human Acting Villainous story, this one with a female lead character, since I noticed a lack of those.
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I'm unsure how it actually turned out, i'm not planning the usual route of "misunderstood = banished into stone for a thousand years." i'm going the "Insane chick with powers = bad."
Leave a comment, If you feel like It. Not that I give a fuck. *Edgelording intensify*