The Fire in my Heart

by Nightblade64

First published 14th of March, 2015

Jane has always wanted to go to comic-con. And now she has a chance of going with her friends on a school holiday. But she buys something from a shady looking guy and gets sent to equestria with demonic powers. What could go wrong?

(I might change the title) Jane or, Silver Wolf as her nickname, Well more of a pen-name than a nickname but I digress, has always wanted to go to comic-con. Ever since she was twelve. Now she has a chance of going with her friends on the school holiday and decides to dress up as one of her favourite anime characters, Rin Okumura. True she's not the right gender but that won't stop her!

cover art done by Pokefangirl491
*This was featured on the main story board on the 14/04/2015*

The Awakening of a demon (edited)

“It took you two long enough!” I shouted as the car pulled up to me. My friends, James and Steve, looked out of the window and towards me. Soon after they started to laugh like the ass holes they are. I sighed as I opened the boot of the car and dumped my luggage in it. Today we were going to comic-con that was starting today. We all where looking forward to it and decided to cosplay as well.

My best friend James came dressed as Jacky Estacado, the mafia hitman that had a thing called ‘the darkness’ that turned the already cold-blooded killer into an unstoppable killing machine. Buuut jokes on him since he gets sent to hell. Wait….was that in the first one or the second? Ahh fuck it, I don't care.

My other friend Steve decided to come as Garrett. A master thief that stalked the shadows, stealing anything he could, all the while trying to save his city from a secret that was trying to destroy it. They both looked like the people that they were cosplaying as.

I on the other hand dressed as my favourite anime character, Rin Okumura. The son of Satan that was was meant to destroy Assiah and become the king of Gehenna. But because of Shiro's intervention he saved Rin from the path and raised him to be human until the day that he found out. Now I admit that I'm not a boy but I love Rin to bits. All I ever watched was episodes of Blue Exorcist and that one movie, over and over again.

I guess I just clicked with it. I mean Rin never knew his mother and thought that Shiro was his dad, but he wasn't. So he never really knew his parents, just like I never did for you see I was raised in an orphanage. My ‘father’, he was just another priest but I just connected with him. He looked so much like Shiro in every imaginable way. I guess that's why I respect both of them. Wow, I'm such a nerd. No, literally I'm so much of a nerd that I know every demon and every way to get rid of them. Sorry, getting off track here.

Anyway back to the story at hand I opened the back door, set my ass down on the seat and clicked the seat belt on. “Sorry Silver, you look so much like a boy we mistook you for someone else.” Steve said in all his smugness, which I replied with a slap across the back of his head. We chuckled as James restarted the engine of the car and pulled out of the driveway of my home.

My nickname of Silver Wolf, or Silver, or Wolfie came to be because for one: I have, honest to god, silver eyes. No, I'm not joking. I truly have silver eyes. I looked like a damn anime character. Not that I had a problem with it but the names that others were calling me just pissed me off so much that I resorted to wearing contacts that coloured my eyes blue. Reason two: the fact that in most games I chose the ‘lone wolf’ style of gameplay. Not that I wasn't open to playing with my friends.

As we sped across the road we listened to the song ‘The Real Slim Shady’ by Eminem. I decided to get some sleep so I straightened my shirt and coat and closed my eyes as the car slowly shook me to sleep. As the time goes by I should probably tell you what I am wearing, I'm pretty much wearing the true cross academy uniform with the classic chain on the left hip and the Exorcist badge on the right shoulder.

I was awoken by a gentle shaking motion. I opened my eyes only to see James’s face. I groan as I ask “Ugh, where are we?” And look around, seeing lots and lots of people outside dressed up as characters from different franchises….wait.

“We’re here Silver! We’re at comic-con!” My friend beams a huge smile that shined brighter than the sun itself. I unclip the seat belt and stretch, hearing cracks and pops. I smile and get out of the car. A warm draft of air hits me and flutters my uniform. The car behind me clicks shut and my friends walk over to me, James on the left and Steve on the right. “Well here we are everyone, comic-con.”

“Mmhm!” Both Steve and I reply. “Okay so heres what we are going to do. We are all gonna go our separate ways, enjoy ourselves and buy as much shit as we can before meeting up here and going to get something to eat. Sound good?” We each gave a nod and walked off into the crowd.

I walked into the main room to see lots of booths with awesome gear. I saw a Star Wars booth where there were blasters and lightsabers being sold, a game store where there were lots of games being shown off as well as new tech, and so on.

After about three hours I was completely tired and exhausted. I didn't buy much, only a halo hoodie which I was currently wearing over my school true cross uniform and it was as comfortable as shit. I was about to give up when I saw something that made my jaw drop.

It was Kurikara! Or the Koma sword from BE. My body moved on its own, without me realising it, and made its way over to the booth.

I was about one foot away from it by the time I gained back control of my body. Not that it did much. Hours seemed to tick away as I stared at it but I was snapped out of my sword induced coma by a deep voice. “Ahh, I see you have spotted my sword. It's real metal you know.” He said. My brain just exploded.

“H-how much for it.” I ask him, just itching to pick it up and have a few practice swings.

“Sorry lass, it ain't for sale.” Aaaaand I just died. As soon as he saw my face of disappointed puppy dog eyes, he caved in. “But since it's you I'll sell it, the price is two-fifty”. Wait two hundred and fifty dollars!?“Wait, what? No! Come on I only have two hundred on me just know.” I spotted a pistol used by Yukio at the final episode and an idea came to mind. “Hmmm, how about that pistol and the Koma sword for two-ten.” I ask as I reach into a secret compartment in my wallet pulling ten dollars out along with the two hundred. He thinks for a while and a smile graces his face.

"Hmmm." He hums and clicks his tongue. "Two-ten it is then." He smile grows until it is at the point of unnatural....whiiiiich creeps the shit out of me. I cautiously pass over all of my money and he gives me the holster and gun. I pick them from his hands and strap the holster to my thigh, and place the gun in, I smile as I shut the cover over it. He hands over the red holder that was under the till, puts the sword in and closes it, then he hands it over to me.

I literally squeal as I grab the handle with my right hand. I hold the sword in front of me and turn it so the long flat side faces me. I then grab the sheath with me left and pull the sword. But not even half way the sword begins to glow blue. I pull it out completely and flicked it behind me and all goes black as blue flames cover my body.

My....head....is....SPINNING! God it hurts! Ugh, where am I any way? I look around only to see black. Oh, that's right I need to open my god damn eyes first. I groan as I open my eyes to see the night sky. Wait, wasn't it day time before!?. I shoot up like a bat out of hell and look left and right. On the left side there was a forest and on my right in the distance there is a lone cottage.Wait, I'm not in America? I mentally sigh as I realise something. You know what, I have probably slipped on something and smashed my head. All of this is probably in my head.

I sat there is silence wondering what to do until I felt a slight tugging sensation near my butt. I glance behind me and two things happened. One I gasped like I just resurfaced the water from nearly drowning and two my right eye started to twitch like nobody's Business. There on the ground was a long, cat like tail that poofed at the end.Okay, I don't care if I'm dreaming anymore. This is fucking awesome!

Curious I placed my hand just under the the poof thing and drag it down....I should not of done that as I loudly gasp and put a hand on my mouth to cover any more noises. So those fan-fictions are true! The tail of a half demon/human is really sensitive. Shaking my head I picked myself up from the ground and looked at the forest. "Hmmm, what should I do? Go into the creepy ass forest or go to the lovely cottage. I wonder?" I say out loud, with sarcasm dripping from my voice. I wonder indeed.

I begin to walk off towards the cottage just wondering what I'm going to say to whoever lives there but as I walk I remember that my tail is hanging out. I manage to will it to coil around my waist underneath my shirt. That was a close one. I spot my sword in its red velvet covering half way between the door and me so I picked it up and slung it onto my back, the strap was in the middle of my breasts. Not an entirely uncomfortable feeling. As I reach the door I begin to hear a voice.

"Now come on Angel, if there was a blue light wouldn't I have seen it?" I lift my hand out, form a fist and knock on it three times. There was a loud 'eep' quickly followed by shuffling of feet. Only it didn't sound like feet, it was like someone was dragging something flat across the wooden floor. There was a few clicks on the door and it opened, a chain was keeping it from opening completely and a pair of blue eyes peaked out from the gap. The shadows where covering most of her face but for some strange reason I could see yellow fur.

"H-hello?" She asked me, her voice was shaking slightly as if she had just awoken from a terrible nightmare. We stared into each other's eyes for a while, blue and silver clashed as dark clouds began to form above us. "Oh my! Your head. You must come in! Quickly!" The door opened completely and what stood before me was a half human, half pony like creature with wings. She had yellow fur, a pink mane and tail. She wore a green jumper covering her chest and cream trousers that stopped just before reaching her hooves.

Before I could reply with anything she grabbed me by the arm, pulled me in and pushed me to the sofa. Said sofa gave a soft thud as I landed in a sitting position. Before I could question anything she already had bandages in her right hand and scissors in the left. She wrapped the bandage around my head, which confused me since I didn't notice any wound or cut. Every now and again her tits would smack me in the face.

Just what the fuck is going on?! I thought for a moment before she pulled away from me and placed the bandages and scissors on the table next to us. Suddenly I heard a weird chirping noise. And what happened next was outstanding, a coal tar passed by us, and another and another. As one of them got too close to my face I blew a stream of air to bat it away, but in doing so I received a light gasp.

"O-oh! You can see them too?" She asked me with astonishment in her eyes. I raised an eyebrow and pointed to one of the coal tars. She then began to nod her head quickly.

"What, these? Yeah I can see them, they're called coal tars, and from what I've read they're a low level demon." I finish speaking and plucked one of them from the air. The demon began to squirm between my fingers.

"I've seen them around my house along with in the village, but for some reason I'm the only one that can see them." She looks saddened as she suddenly found the floor interesting. "I've tried to talk to my friends about it but some of them think I'm crazy, that I'm seeing things." I couldn’t take it any more, her saddened state was killing me. I released the demon from my fingers and quickly stood up. I closed the gap that had been created with a few steps and placed my hands on her shoulders, which made her look up at me.

"Listen, you’re not insane. The reason you can seen them is because you have gotten the Temptaint. Something caused by a demon inflicting a wound or disease which allows you to see them." I finished. I lifted a hand to wipe away a tear that had been forming under her eye. Which made her blush, it was really quite adorable.

Her right ear flicked twice before saying. "M-my names Fluttershy." but I couldn't hear her so I asked to speak up a bit. "O-oh my names Fluttershy." She looked away from me, a blush clearly evident.

"Fluttershy, huh? It's nice to meet you. Name’s Jane, but you can call me Silver." I extended my arm and raised a hand to her and she met it with her own hand. "I think we're going to become good friends, Shy."

Demon Attack! (edited)

Author's Notes:

Sorry if there is any spelling mistakes, it's quite late at night so if I screwed anything up let me know so I can change it.

We stood there staring at each other before we heard a rumble. I look at my stomach before blushing and realised how long I had gone without food. “O-oh dear, you must be hungry just let me go make something to eat. Meanwhile, you can sit down there.” She finishes by pointing at an oak wood table set with wooden chairs. I was about to protest but by the time I looked back in front of me I caught a glimpse of Fluttershy's tail ducking into the doorway.

Sighing I made my way over to the chair, took the sword off my back and placed it onto the ground while leaning it on one of the legs of the table. I have a look around the room. The room itself was wooden with little mini staircases, which was probably used for smaller animals to travel around in. There were also little bird houses decorating the room which I thought were ornaments but I was proven wrong when a small bird poked it's head out to look at me curiously.

My eyesight found a small white rabbit that was glaring at me and tapping its foot impatiently. “The fuck you want?” The rabbit blew a raspberry at me before showing me the back of its paw and hopped off to god knows where. ‘Wait, did that fucking thing just flip the bird at me!?’

Shy made her way back into the room with a bowl in her hands and a pepper shaker tucked in with her wing. She made her way towards the table and placed the bowl and shaker on said table before sitting down. “Thanks Fluttershy, but you don't need to give me anything.” She shakes her head.

“No, it's okay. I just want to help you and I couldn’t leave you out there when it's about to rain.” I give a toothy smile which shows my fangs…..it was a shitty move to make. As she looks like she just saw a ghost. I give her a confused look to which she says, “Y-you’re not going to hurt me are you?”

“Hurt you? Why would I hurt you?” She points to my teeth and I run a finger along the top row of my teeth and catch it on my fang. I pull it away and a small bead of blood slowly begins to form. Not wanting to speak my new secret I quickly make a lie. “Oh this? Uhh, it’s a birth defect. I had them since I was five I think? Yeah.”

“Oh. Umm, sorry for bringing it up.” She looked at me and grimaced but I waved her off while shaking my head.

“Nah, don't worry about it.” I look into the bowl and viewed its contents. It was a simple salad with lettuce, cucumber, tomatoes and salad dressing. It looked pretty damn good that's for sure. I lifted a big pile of it and placed it on Shy’s plate. When she gave a thankful nod I smiled again but this time not showing my teeth. No need to put her off her food.

The salad itself was fresh and crispy. It was the best that I have ever had but sadly it was gone shortly after I ate the first bit. But that was when Fluttershy spoke up.“So if I may ask. What are you? I mean you’re definitely not a pony. That is, you don't have to answer! I was just curious.”

“I'm a human, not a pony. As you can see I don't have a tail.” ‘Well, not that you can see.’ “And we are omnivores, but before you ask no I don't eat pony meat.” She sighed in relief. I reached up and scratched the back of my head, only to dig my nails in when thunder roared at the sky. Shy also seemed to be frightened as she instantly shot underneath the table. Then the gentle pitter-patter of the rain was heard from nearly every window.

It was a comforting sound. Well, at least to me anyway. I felt all my muscles relax, the sound and the lowering of the humidity made me a little sleepy. Well, I know for a fact that the coal tars love this.

Fluttershy peaked up from the table, only showing the top of her head and her deep blue eyes. ‘I swear you’re going to kill me with your cuteness’ I think to myself. “Oh my goodness. It's really starting to pour down. Umm, do you have any where to sleep?” When I shook my head she frowned. “Oh. Well, you can, ah, sleep here if you want.”

It was my turn to blush. Don't know why though. “N-no I don’t want to be a burden on you. Hell, you already gave me dinner. I couldn’t ask any more of you.” That's when we heard it. It was low, barely above the hearing range but we heard it. It was laughter. No, not laughter, more like growling or snarling. It steadily grew louder and louder. Fluttershy and I rose from our chairs, she slowly walked towards me, fear in her eyes. “Is there anything in here other than your animals and the coal tars?” I asked her. She shook her head and I placed a hand on my gun, flipping the latch so I could pull it out at a moments notice.

A pipe on the wall suddenly burst open and demons came out. They were hobgoblins, demons of mischief. Their body were green and arms red, three horns jutted out from its forehead. I pulled the gun out, aimed it at them, pulled back the hammer and fired five shots. Three of those five hit the goblins and killed them. Their bodies vanished in a pile of black smoke. Four more came out of the wall, making total of eight. Three more shots were fired, killing three in the process. I pulled the trigger one last time before having to reload.

With an absent mind I released the magazine and slammed the base of the gun on my belt where a second clip was. I cocked the gun and fired at the last five remaining demons, each bullet hitting its mark. After the last demon died I clicked the safety on and placed it back into its holster. I turned towards Fluttershy, who was in a corner shivering. I walked up to her, crouched down and placed a hand on her shoulder. “Shy. You’re okay now, the demons are gone.”

The second I said that she latched onto me, her head and muzzle buried into my neck as she began to cry endlessly. I closed my eyes and hugged her as she continued to release her tears into my shirt. Her soft fur ticked me as she nuzzled me. “P-please stay. *sniffle* I don't want them to come back.” She managed to squeak out. We stayed like this for what seemed like hours just losing myself in her embrace. Strangely her mane smelled like roses. Like that wasn't creepy enough.

After a while she began to loosen up and released me from her vice like grip. She sniffled a few more times before we decided to call it a night. She showed me to a guest room (that was right next to hers, which I could understand) that I could spend the night in. It looked like the the rest of the house, little staircases and wooden bird houses littered the wall but it was really beautiful. The bed mattress was plain white and a pink sheet was thrown onto it. I took the sword, that I picked up before heading up the stairs, and placed it on the wall next to it. I removed the holster and gun and placed it on the table next to the bed as well as three clips that had appeared about of nowhere.

I removed my coat and hung it on a peg behind the door. As I walked towards the bathroom I unbuttoned my shirt and threw it haphazardly onto the floor as well as my trousers, my tail springing out. All I had on was a bra and panties which I was going to remove before getting into the shower. Speaking of which………

I turned on the tap and received a blast of warm water. Giving it a few seconds I slipped my underwear off and flung them to the side, reaching back I gave my bra a quick tug and let it fall to the floor. I stood there stretching in the nude and smiled as my back cracked a bit. Stepping into the shower, I let the now considerably hot water blast my skin, just letting everything wash away.

I stood there looking at a mirror wearing a set of pyjamas and just staring at my reflection. My ears were now a bit pointy, looking like an elf. I pulled a few of Legolas’s moves before opening my mouth and took a look at my new teeth. My original teeth are now sharper but not by much. I had four fang like teeth, which looked awesome. Looking out of the bathroom I checked if Fluttershy was about before trying to activate my power. But nothing happened. I focused, trying harder to activate it but still nothing happened. "Come on! Work god damnit!" Suddenly I was engulfed in a thin layer of blue flames as well as two flame like horns protruding from the top of my head. My pupils turned from their naturally black colour to a deep red as well as shrinking a bit.

"Oh shit, calm down, calm down." After a few minutes of slow breathing and trying to calm down my powers deactivated. Thinking it was time to sleep I trudged over towards the bed before falling face first into the pillows and dragged the cover over me. I sighed as I slowly left the realm of the living and fell into the realm of dreams. Wait, how the fuck did I fire my gun?

A changed Mind (edited)

Jane screamed as ball like demons began to crawl over her body. Her father, Shiro, was consumed by flames and two large balls of blue flame surrounded his sides. Blood pouring down from the eyes and nose, trickling down his face and his clothes. His iris was broken and jagged and his ears had grown long and pointy. The monastery was destroyed, the front entrance was smashed as a truck rammed rough the front door. The bodies of the monks lay there on the ground motionless as the Gehenna Gate slowly dragged her down, her sword just a couple of feet away.

Satan/Shiro laughed.“Splendid birth cries!” He shouted as he continued to laugh. “Today is the day of your rebirth as a demon, my daughter!” He said as he neared the portal.

“Somebody!” Jane shouted. “Help me!” She reached out trying to grab anything she could but to no avail.

“Happy birthday, my beloved daughter!” He said continuing to laugh before the real Shiro spoke. “No… It's not true…” Shiro grabbed the exorcist badge and raised it, the tip sparkled from the fire before stabbing it directly into his heart. Jane looked at him, lost for words. Her mouth just hung open. “That girl… Is my daughter. And I'm taking her back!” He grunted before Satan spoke again. “C-curses… Damn you, exorcist!” His body fell limp and crashed into the watery like substance of the portal, the flames dying out.

Jane gasped in shock, barely able to breath at all. “You mean to sacrifice your own life? You astound me, wretched priest! However… It's too late! Gehenna Gate has taken hold of you… And it will never… let you go…” His last words died out as he sank into the abyss of the Gate.

“Old man!” Jane shouted as she tried to crawl her way over to him. “Hang on, old man!” She reached him and grabbed a hold of him. “Dad!” She screamed as she was pulled down with him.

“Shiro!” I shouted as I launched from the bed, sunlight stinging me as I opened my eyes. I put a hand to my chest and clutched where my heart is. As I tried to settle my increasing heart rate and my erratic breathing I looked left and right rapidly. I hung my head as my breathing slowly settled down. ‘What the hell? That wasn't one of my memories. Or is it? Gah! Why can't I remember?’ I thought to myself.

I rested the back of my head against the wall as I sighed. ‘Well at least it's over.’ I thought but a voice from down stairs spoke up. “Jane! Are you okay?!” My friend, known as Fluttershy, asked. I caught wind of the pleasant aroma of pancakes before answering back.

“Yeah, I'm fine! Just a bad dream!” I turned to the edge of the bed and let my feet dangle before placing them on the floor. I shivered as I lifted myself off the bed. My tail hung loosely touching the ground. I looked at table across the room and found my clothes, clean and fresh. I sighed again shaking my head and thinking of a way to repay her for her kindness….again.

Twitching my head left and right, I heard a satisfying crunch. I unbuttoned my top and dropped my trousers. I picked up my panties and slipped them on, then I grabbed my bra, reached behind when my special orbs were in place and clipped them in place. I pulled my trousers over and slipped them on as well. I put my arms through one of the sleeves of my shirt, then the other and buttoned them up.

I tightened my tie up and tied my shoes. Walking back over to the bed I picked up my holster and fastened it to my thigh. I slung my sword over my back once again, having the strap in-between my breasts. With the clips in my pocket I walked down the steps and into the living room. A gentle humming came from the kitchen. I poked my head through the doorway to find my friend pouring syrup on two stacks of pancakes.

“Really Shy, you must stop spoiling me.” I obviously startled her as she squeezed on the bottle and spat out a lot more syrup than it should of. “Oops, heh sorry shy.” She looked over her shoulder to look at me. Hew eyes were wide, but she sighed and shook her head.

“Silver! You scared me.” She took out a knife from the drawers and scraped off the excess syrup and dumped it onto the other stack. She lifted up the plates and walked over to me and handed over one of them. “Good morning.” I smiled and nodded my head. We walked over to the table and sat down. It wasn't long before we both tucked into our food. The pancakes were soft and fluffy while the syrup was thick and sweet and I could taste the hint of honey.

“So, if you don't mind, who is Shiro?” She asked. I paused mid-way, my fork inches away from my mouth. I looked over to her and placed my fork onto the table. Closing my eyes I began to tell her about him.

“He's” I paused for a bit. “He was my father.” She looked on at me, confused. “ He was killed, right in front of me no less.” She gasped and put a hand to her mouth. I must have looked like one of those veteran soldiers in those movies, you know the ones, the main person just staring off in the distance reminiscing about their past. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I released a breath that I didn't know I was holding.

I looked over to my right to see Shy with tears in her eyes. She leaned over and hugged me, squeezing the air out of my lungs while doing so. “It's okay, Silver. You don't have to continue.” My own tears begin to pour out. I returned the hug, being careful as I do so because one wrong move and I could kill her with my new found demon strength.

“No. No, it's okay.” She nodded and we realised each other. She walked back over and sat down on her seat. “He was possessed by one of the demon kings. Actually he was the king of demons, anyway while he was possessed the other priests of my temple tried to approach him and release him, but the demon was too strong.”

Fluttershy continued to listen to me while I basically told the story of blue…blue. What was it again? No, not a story. It's my life. “He opened a Gehenna gate, which is a portal that links this realm to the demon realm, and tried to drag me in for some reason. He managed to throw me into it and I was slowly dragged down but before it could he took back control. Then in order to save me he had..he had to kill himself. Which in turn vanquished the demon within him.”

Fluttershy was mortified at what she was hearing. Who could blame her? We decided to leave it at that and finished our food before heading out. She wanted me to meet her friends but she warned me about someone named ‘Pinkie Pie’ but I couldn’t understand why.

Choosing to ignore who ‘Pinkie’ is we began to walk to the village, funnily enough the village was called Ponyville. Ahh, dem puns. Anyway on the way some of the other ponies were walking around giving Shy and I looks. But they went as soon as they came.

The village itself reminded me of the old Victorian buildings, only more modern. Suddenly we both heard music from, god knows where. It was faint, in fact I think the only way I heard it was from my increased demon senses, but it was getting louder. It grew louder and louder until it sounded like it was coming right from behind me. Wait. I turned around only to be greeted with a bright pink, furry face. ‘Holy shit!’

"Hi!" The face spoke. "My names Pinkie Pie! Nice to meet you. Wait, I've never met you before. That means." She paused for a bit, thinking to herself. "That means you’re new in town! And you know what that means?" Having my brain turn to mush in a matter of seconds I shook my head hesitantly. "That means you get to have." Once again she paused. "A party!" And then she sped off like she was Sonic on cocaine.

I turned to Fluttershy. "Should I even guess?" I asked her but she shook her head, silently saying no. I took the hint and we continued on our merry way all the while wondering what the fuck just happened.

Walking into town I was greeted by lots of friendly faces, none that I knew but I could tell they were nice. The houses looked nice and warm and the flowers that dotted the place made life spring with bugs and insects. All in all this looks like a lovely little town. So why are my demon senses tingling? I had a weird feeling so I looked up and...well...you know in those old comedy movies where there would be a piano falling from the sky and crush a person? Well guess what. That's right, there was one right above me falling from a ridiculous height.

The piano came crashing down and I barely had enough time to jump out of the way and over Fluttershy to protect her. I heard the musical smash of notes break and shatter as the piano broke. I looked up to see a gray Pegasus in a postman uniform with a gold mane, tail, and eyes, which were looking in two different directions.

Author's Notes:

I feel like my chapters are shortening each time I post so I'm going to set my total words per chapter to two thousand or more.

The angry half-demon (edited)

There was a moment of eerie silence. Like the world itself just died.....well that's what it felt like once I found the awkward position I was in. I was on top of Fluttershy, just inches away from her face. I was straddling Shy's hips, my hands were at eye level and my hair was dangling in front of her face. Her face in question was no longer a creamy, buttery yellow. More of a pink rosé colour. Oh god, this is embarrassing. So why did it not feel embarrassing? Before I could question it, I shook my head clear and stood up.

I scratched behind my neck and stretched out a hand to help Fluttershy up. The still dazed equine/human lifted a hand up and I grabbed it and pulled her up. The grey Pegasus landed on the ground with a worried expression. "Oh my goodness! Are you okay?" I looked at her with anger swelling up inside of me. If it wasn't for the fact that I was in public, I would of burst into flames like the goddamn Ghost Rider. "Are we okay?" I glared at her. If you were there, you would clearly see that my left eye was ignited with a blue flame. "Are we okay!? We were almost killed! Why weren't you looking were you where going! If it wasn't for the fact that we...that we." I stopped myself after looking at the mare. She was crying, heavily.

"I know! I know! I'm just a big klutz. If it weren't for my friends, I would have done something worse." She was balling her eyes out. Literarily, it was like a river was in her tear ducts or something. "I wish..* sniffle* I wish I wasn't-" I cut her off by locking my arms around her, ending her rant.

"I'm sorry I...I shouldn't of shouted at you." She was clearly caught off guard from this, both the hug and the apology. She returned the hug and started to cry for a bit more and I swear I heard someone say. "Well, that escalated quickly." But I no longer care.

After a few seconds we let go of each other. She sniffed a few times before saying. "T-thanks." I nodded in approval. "Well I've got to...I've got to go now, get this cleaned up." I smiled and began to walk off into the direction of the library, that was supposedly a big ass tree. "Wait I never got your name, mine's Ditzy!" I stopped and looked behind me, Lelouch style. "Names Jane, but you can call me Silver."

We began to walk in the direction of the library again. I turned to Shy and asked. "So what are we going to the library for again?" She turned to me, a blush still there. Her face was as red as an red apple.

"O-oh um, I have to get a book about the Timberwolves mating season. Umm, Silver? Can I ask why you just dropped your anger like that?" I sighed and turned to her.

"I don't know myself." I started. "I guess it’s because I hate seeing others cry. No matter what the reason." she seemed satisfied with this and we continued on our way to the library to get the book.

We arrived at the library with haste and knocked on the door. We were greeted by a purple unicorn. Yep, you heard me, a unicorn. You know what? I simply give up, because next you'll tell me that dragons exist. She wore a small blue tank-top and brown jeans. " Ah! Fluttershy. Good, you’re here. Who are you? Bah! It doesn't matter, just get in here!" She grabbed both of our shoulders and dragged us inside and slammed the door.

"Whoa! Jesus." I exclaimed as I was accidentally slammed against a bookshelf. I slid down to the ground and a pile of books toppled over me. Great! I'm swimming in a sea of books! I poked my head up from the mountain to view a group of six staring at me with shock. "Well then. Good to meet you all. Umm, can someone help me? I can’t seem to move." Fluttershy giggled and moved over to me to begin lifting the books off of me.

"Oh! It’s you again! Wait, what was your name again?" The pink menace spoke again. This time she wasn't speeding around ,like previously stated, like sonic on cocaine. And in just one lift she picked up all the books and placed them in the correct order on the shelves. I was stunned, it's like trying to understand physics backwards. And she hasn't even done much! I was given the chance to study her. She wore a pink t-shirt and trousers. She offered a hand to me and I accepted and I was pulled up.

"Name’s Jane, but you can call me Silver." She nodded and flew off to god knows where, oh wait she's above me now. I wobbled on the spot a little before looking at the others. "Should I even ask?" They all shook there heads. the one from before walked up to me with a sheepish smile.

She scratched her neck before saying. "Listen, I'm sorry about throwing you into my bookshelf." I shook my head and waved my hand at her.

"Nah, nothing’s broken." I stretched my back and winced in pain. "Just bruised. Ow" I looked around to see the faces shift from being worried to warm and friendly. "So, who might you all be, if you don't mind me asking that is."

First an orange normal pony with a golden mane and tail, a small t-shirt and overalls walked up to me. "Well howdy, ah’m Applejack. Good to meet you." She stuck out a hand for a handshake, yeah no shit, and I accepted and by the holiest of shits did she have a strong shake. I bet if I didn't have my strength, my arm would of come off entirely.

With my arm safe and sound I turned to another person. She was a light blue Pegasus with rainbow coloured mane and tail. Now I mean no disrespect, but she looked like a living, gay mascot. She looked at me with as much curiosity as caution. "Hey, names Rainbow Dash."she nodded at me as a sign of respect (I hope). She had a pair of short shorts and a shirt that just stopped at her stomach, exposing her well toned muscles. Ahh, the perfect name for someone such as yourself.

Slowly everyone revealed their names to me and showed a strange amount of.....Friendship. Which is strange because I find it hard to develop a stable relationship with others, let alone trust. So why did I trust Shy so quickly? Or become friends with her? I was snapped out of my thoughts when Fluttershy placed a hand on my shoulder. I turned to her and thought to myself. Why do I like you enough to trust you? Hell, it took like three years to trust Steve and James. Guys, what are you doing now? Are you searching for me right now or did you get sucked here just like me?

"Jane? Are you okay?" Once again I was snapped out of my thoughts by her. I noticed my eyes were stinging and it didn't take me long to figure out why. I was crying. Tears started to roll down my cheeks and drip from my chin. Everyone was staring at me as I stared into Shy's eyes, I stole myself from the situation and rubbed my eyes, collecting the tears.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine." I continued to wipe the little drips left of my tears and brushed a strand of my hair out of my face. The looks of worry and concern was etched onto their faces. A white unicorn in a small casual dress, named Rarity, came up to me and placed her hand on my left shoulder.

"Are you sure, dear?" she asked. I don't know why, but I just felt something. Something deep within me. Something I hadn't felt in so long. The feeling of being helpless. I hated it, I hated every single person that took pity on me. I hated it! The feeling of being weak and...and...No it’s not her fault. She didn't know what happened.

"Yeah, I'm....fine, just some old memories that decided to pop up." I gave her a fake smile but she saw right past it. Luckily she didn't press on it further. "Hey, Twilight didn't you need to speak with the others about something?" She looked at me confused before realising, if her eyes widening was any indication.

"Oh my, you’re right!" She turned around and searched around on a small oak desk. Papers and scrolls flew of the table and dust sprinkled around like snow. "Ugh! Where is it, I had it on my desk moments ago!" In the corner of my eye, I saw Pinkie looking through the bookshelf before somehow teleporting to Twilight’s side.

"Is this what you’re looking for?" She asked, holding out the book to her.

"Yes! It is, but where did you find it?" She said before taking the book from her hand and flipping through the pages. "Wait don't tell me, under the M section?" Pinkie gave a 'Mmhm!' before speeding off to my left side. "Now, we all may be in trouble in the future. By this." she turned the book around to show a large bipedal creature. It had muscles that could put Hercules to shame, five large claw like nails on both hands, its ears were long and pointy much like my own but longer, its eyes were a deep blood red and it was broken and jagged much like Shiro's in my dream. But worst of all his horns were long and just like blue flames. It didn't take me long to figure out that it was Satan.

My eyes widened in fear, shock and anger. But unbeknownst to me Fluttershy saw my eyes widen and looked concern for me. Everyone looked at the book and the image of the bastard that took my father’s life. I clenched my fists as she continued. "He is called Satan, and it’s said that 200 years ago he slaughtered hundreds of stallions that were trying to vanquish him." Everyone stood there in shock knowing that hundreds died that night. "And from that it was called the blue night." she turned to Shy. "That must mean that what you were saying about demons are true. And I am so sorry for not believing in you."

"You should of believed in her from the start." I remarked really pissed that her own friends didn't believe in her. They all looked at me in shock two of them with anger.

"And just what in the hey do you mean by that!?" Rainbow half asked, half shouted. She got right in my face, glaring at me.

"I mean you should have trusted her! You should’ve believed that demons existed!" I shouted back at her with as much anger as I have towards Satan.

"And why did you believe in her, huh?! Why do you think that they are real!" Okay now she's done it, now I'm pissed.

"Why do I think their are real? Why do I think they’re real!? I think their real because that bastard killed my father!" I pointed to the book. "My father died protecting me from Satan! Hell, Satan took control of him and tried to drag me to Gehenna! My own father killed himself to stop Satan!" My fists were clenched and had risen to my hips as they all, except Fluttershy, gasped and stared in shock. "That's how I know that demons exist." I tear fell from my eye as I left the library.

Blood Cleaver, eh? (Edited)

Author's Notes:

This was a joined chapter featuring Fictional Fanatic's character from his story Mind and magic. The letters in bold is the author talking

I’ve been walking around for three. God. Damn. Hours, and I’m still pissed! I mean, you just don't throw around trust like that. You should always trust your friends and yet they didn’t even believe her! “ *Sigh* I need some air.” I brushed the hair out of my face before looking around the bustling town. I scanned the area around me, the people, I mean ponies waved at me and I waved back, I may be in a bitter mood but it isn't right to take it out on others.

‘I just wish I could be alone for a few minutes.’ I thought to myself. Just then I remembered the forest that was near Shy’s cottage. ‘Should I take my chance with the forest?’ Eh, why not. Its not like I’m in danger or anything. Rerouting to the forest I broke into a steady jog and hoped that I would not get eaten. ‘Bitches can try to eat me.’

Thanks to my speed I made it to Fluttershy’s cottage in no time. I stopped to take in the view and smells of the land and cottage. The sun was just over the forest making it cast a shadow over me, calming me a little. That always happened with me, when I’m in a shadow or something like that I always calm down, not by much mind you but a little. It’s times like this I would love to listen to music on my phone. But sadly I didn't have it on me.

I walked slowly over to the forest and smiled as I listened to to the bugs chirp and buzz. The sounds of a proper forest. I drew a long breath and filled my nose with the musty, muddy smell of the canopy. I scanned over the edge of the forest and found a small opening followed by a small dirt path. I shuddered as I felt something wash over me. I didn’t know what it was but it went away as quick as it came. ‘Heh, heh came. I’m so dirty minded’ I thought to myself. Shaking my head clear of any thoughts as I entered the forest.

Deeper and deeper I went, the sounds of growling grew louder and louder. “ I never should have kicked that log!” I shouted as I ran for my life. I should probably explain what happened. A few minutes had passed since I entered the forest and it was doing the trick as I calmed down a lot but I still had enough anger to want to kick something and so bibbity-bobbity-boo I kicked a log, turned out to be a living animal. Sucks to be me, huh? But before I could draw my sword a whole pack appeared and pounced on me, snapping of the strap of said sword and then threw it over a HUGE opening.

So here I am. Running for my life. and here I was hoping to have a nice peaceful.- “ Oh, shit!” I shouted as I tripped over a branch jutting up from the ground and smacking my face of a rock, effectively breaking my nose. “AHH! Son of a bitch!” I shouted as I rolled over and tried to get up but it was too late. Before I knew it the pack of these wooden wolves started to cleave at me. Strips of meat and flesh were torn off me. Their claws stabbing and slicing at me as a pool of blood poured around me. “Get off!” I shouted as one of them bit into my left shoulder. “ I said, PISS OFF!” My body exploded in a barrage of blue flame, killing some of them and knocking the rest off.

My tail sprung out like a jack in a box. My teeth grew sharper and two horns of pure flame formed at the top of my head. I got to my feet and growled back at the rest of them as they slowly backed away from the flames covering my body. “ Yeah that's right...fuck off.” I clutched the wound on the shoulder as the world around me was consumed by darkness, probably from the blood loss. “I..I need to get out of here-” Just then my legs gave out and I fell to the ground writhing in pain, but the last thing I saw before falling completely out of it was a mare with a black and pink mane holding my sword.

I woke up to the smell of burning wood and the crackling of a campfire. I felt completely rejuvenated, as if I had just slept for half a day. Upon opening my eyes I found myself in a clearing, a campfire and what I previously thought was a mare turning out to be like me, a human.

“So, you’re up? I thought you’d wake up sooner. You’ve been out for half an hour.” The woman in front of me stated, with a voice I found familiar but couldn’t really place. Then I remembered the reason why I had fallen unconscious in the first place and started looking over myself. Nothing, I was completely healed, the only signs of my injuries were my cut clothes and the dried blood upon the fabric. I then remembered something else, my sword!

I quickly looked around to see if I could find my sword, then remembered that I had seen the woman hold it before I fell unconscious.

“Where is my sword?” I asked her, prepared to fight her if I had to.

“Relax, it’s right here.” She said before throwing me my sword. “I even fixed the strap for you.” She said, making me look a bit closer. Suprising me to see the strap completely fine, as if it had never been damaged.

“Name’s Blood Cleaver. Yours?” Blood Cleaver asked me.

Blood Cleaver? Doesn't suit her. “Names Jane, but you can call me Silver. May I ask? What happened?” I asked her and the more I looked at her, the more I saw her as that crazy pink mare.

“Nice to meet you Silver. May I ask what drove you out into the Everfree? If those timberwolves gave you such a hard time I hate to think what a hydra would have done to you. Besides, I feel many power levels I can’t see, so there are plenty of dangerous things around here.” She asked me.

“Oh please, hydras don't exist. And I'm out here because I am pissed as hell. And trust me if I knew that I was going to be pounced on by wolves made of fucking wood, they would be ash right now.” I said to her, already feeling angry again.

“If you say so, but about the hydras. Have you ever seen one? If not, how can you know they don’t exist? Besides, I’ve fought hydras. They can be quite a match for someone of your level.” She said, drinking something from a mug that she suddenly held in her right hand.

Where the did that mug come from? Wait is she calling me weak! “For one I have, in mythical books, the whole four head thing and if you cut one off two more grow in its place. Ha! Next you’ll be telling me dragons exist. Besides that, are you calling me weak?” I said with literal venom coming out as I finished.

“I didn’t mean it like that. So, I guess you haven’t met Spike yet… Or is he something else in this universe… I guess I’ll have to explain a few things. OK, First. How did you get here, can you remember buying something from a weird merchant in a convention or something?” She asked me.

Convention? What the hell is she on about? ‘Wait a minute.’ Suddenly, images flashed in front of me. I screamed in pain as I clutched my head, waiting for it to stop. Different memories, different thoughts. It was me, definitely, but I don’t remember doing any of it. Eventually it subsided and I looked at her, she was now holding me in her embrace.

“I swear those merchants... “ She said before sighing. “You’re one of those then. Listen, I can help you with your memories, but you have to know that all the memories you have come from two different lives. They are now both yours and not at the same time. I can help you get them all back, to make you… you again. But it will hurt, a lot.” She told me, looking at me as if she was hurting as well.

Not my memories? But what about Shiro and the monastery, what about that dream I had? No, its not true, she’s crazy. “No, I don't believe you! You expect me to think that Shiro is not my father? Well he isn’t but he’s a lot better that my true father! You're insane!” I shouted at her, I refuse to believe it. From the look that she was giving me, I may of hit a bad note.

“Okay, first of all. Don’t assume that I can read your mind. And I’m not saying whatever your memories tell you is fake, because it isn’t. It may have been before you got them, but as soon as those memories became yours they became real. So both of the lives you can remember are true, just that only one was the one you were on for the ride, the other… not so much. But it doesn't matter now. Cake?” She asked me, holding forth a big plate with a big chocolate cake topped of with magenta frosting. Already sliced into perfect pieces.

I was drooling at the sight of the cake. The rumble in my stomach making me drop the subject until later. I attempted to get up and out of the sleeping bag that I just now realized I was in. I got to my feet as soon as I was out of the bag, but now I'm tasting something weird. “Hey, why do I taste fish?”

“That would be the senzu bean I gave you, it’s also the reason why you’re all better after those timberwolves and the amount of blood you lost. They’re great in emergencies, but a pain to grow. So, what do you say? Want me to help you with those memories of yours, Silver? Or do you want to figure them out yourself, having migraine attacks at any time a day, any day until it’s done the natural way?” She asked me, still holding the plate full of cake in front of me.

Should I? Will it hurt like earlier? Meh, might as well try, but I still think she’s crazy. “Might as well, but first...cake.” I said as I licked my lips at the huge cake. She shook her head at me, while smiling.

“Okay, this will hurt just as much, or more, I’m not entirely sure, but it will only be just as short as the one you had earlier. After that your memories will be integrating at such speed that you’ll either pass out or stay paralyzed for a while. But the pain will be drowned out instantly. So get comfortable.” She said before putting away the plate with cake and motioning for me to sit on a fallen log next to her.

‘Oh joy, but what about cake?” I thought to myself as I made my way to the log and tucking my tail back in my trousers, just hoping that the log doesn’t jump up and bite me in the ass. I sat down on the log. “Wait, can I ask you to stop if it hurts too much?”

“Yes, you can. I was gonna suggest it myself. But to be honest I wouldn’t recommend stopping after beginning. There could be consequences, but in any worst case scenarios we could always ask nicely.” Blood Cleaver said. Ignoring her previous warnings about breaking the fourth wall. Behave, we’re guests here.

“Yeah, yeah. Chill, I want her to feel safe so just go with it.” Blood Cleaver thought, knowing I’d get the message.

“Well then, lets go” I said, even if it was hesitantly.

Blood Cleaver sat directly in front of me and put a hand of each of my temples. “I will begin now, tell me if you want me to stop.” She said as she closed her eyes, prompting me to do the same.

A few moments passed before I felt a familiar wave pass through me before my head began to split in half. I screamed in pain as other memories came to and fro in my mind. Images from my past, like when I was five and had abusive foster parents. Man, that one sucked. Soon my sight darkened and I fell to the ground, once again, unconscious.

The deal and....Rainbow? ( Edited)

I awoke this time to the smell of cooking. Something smelling delicious. Getting up from the sleeping bag, I once again found myself in, I saw Blood Cleaver preparing something over the campfire.

“Ugh, well that was a mind fuck.” I put a hand to my head as said head was dying from pain. “When does this go away?” I ask her as she turns to look at me.

She walked up right to me saying nothing and quickly poked her fingers upon my temples. The mental pain giving way to the physical that quickly died down. “So, feeling better?” She asked me with a smile.

“Meh, a little. My mind’s kinda jumbled right now.” I respond after sighing. I took a few sniff’s in the air to try and determine what the smell was, but I just could not put my finger on it. “Whats that smell?” I ask after nodding towards the campfire.“French Toast, it’s almost done as well. Also, what should I call you, or are you sticking with Silver?” She asked me, still keeping an eye on the French Toast that looked nothing like any French Toast I had ever seen.

“Sweet, I love French Toast. And we will stick with the name. My friends, Steve and James, called me Silver Wolf for a sort of nickname because of my eyes. And my love of playing games solo.” I pulled the skin under my right eye so that she could properly see my eye color.

“Huh, never seen silver before. Let me try.” She said laying down her cooking utensils and tapped the side of her head, then turned towards me showing of her eyes to me in a similar manner to how I did. Showing me eyes the same silver color I had.

“Wait, what. How in the ever loving Heavens did you do that?” I asked. I was both confused and weirded out by what just happened. Eyes just don't change color like that. Or they can and I've just been living under a rock my hole life.

Blood Cleaver just laughed, seemingly finding my confusion hilarious. She then started explaining. “I’m sorry, I just couldn’t resist. I didn’t really change my eye color. It’s just an illusion. It really comes in handy when you don’t want anyone recognizing you.”

“Well, thats cool I geuss. So, what do we do now?” I ask before walking over to the campfire and plonking myself on a rock. She did the same but on the other side.

“Well, we could start out by eating breakfast… well, it’s breakfast for me at least. And then I would like to ask you a few questions. I have an actual reason for being in your universe after all.” She said, starting to take a few of the now ready French Toasts and put them on a plate she had.

She passed over one of the plates she had towards me. I accepted the plate happily, tore the bread in half and stuffed it in my mouth. The taste overwhelmed the buds on my tongue. “Sah, waht do yah wahnt to knaw?” I ask with a full mouth before swallowing.

“We’ll start simple, are the inhabitants of this Equestria ponies, anthropomorphic or humans?” She asked me.

“Anthros, wait did I say that right?” I answered, strangely with a question.

“I don’t know, to be honest. But it doesn’t matter as you got your point across. So, anthros then? Did you know most versions of Equestria they’re talking ponies? Also, did you know there are many like us, humans in different versions of Equestria with all kinds of different powers? We call ourselves Displaced.” She started rapid firing questions at me.

“Displaced? Cool name. And that would explain my powers.” I demonstrated by opening the covering for my sword, just enough to pull on the handle. After two inches the blade glowed blue and my demonic features appeared.

“Well, that’s ineffective. Why would you keep your powers sealed all the time if… of the flames right? Well, you are only one of many Displaced. Also you can expect stuff from the lore of the character you dressed up as to appear in this Equestria. Don’t ask why or how, but there will even be people that recognize you and know you. That’s what I meant about the memories not being fake. And with the whole Displaced stuff, I myself am an exception of sorts. I choose to be Displaced and was actually born in Equestria, in my version of Equestria we’re all humans instead of anthros or ponies.” Blood Cleaver told me.

“Well great, so am I going to expect to see a half brother demon prick called Amaimon to appear and kidnap one of my friends and I’m going to go bat shit angry and break my sword causing me to nearly kill one of my friends? Well, fuck.” I’ll be honest, I'm not happy about that. I put the sword back in its case, deactivating my power.

“No, everything you can remember is what is true. But your future is what you make it. That’s the difference of living someone else’s life and combining it with yours. I have to be honest you’re somewhat more lucky than me, you have two minds combining, I had a half complete one that I kept on draining, and that was before I became Displaced. I got put in a mental asylum for being out of my mind. But in reality I’m surprised I could function as well as I did with what I had.” Blood Cleaver told me.

‘Well, now I feel bad about what I said.’ I thought to myself. “You were in an asylum? Shit man, sorry I didn't know. Wait, is that why you look a lot like Pinkie?”

“I do? Well most don’t notice that. You have quite the eyes Silver. Yes, I do indeed look a lot like my worlds Pinkie. I told you that I once had to cope with half a mind? Well, that was because I once upon a time was a part of Pinkamena Diane Pie. But thanks to my world’s Twilight Sparkle, Pinkie Pie’s mind was split into two, I’m what became of the second part after a few years. I became a Displaced a little more than two years ago when I used a spell and killed another Displaced, absorbing his powers. Don’t worry, he deserved his death as he was going to destroy the whole planet.” Blood Cleaver explained away the coincidence.

“Yeah, Twi’s a B, you know she didn't believe in Fluttershy about invisible demons…..ah shit of course she wouldn't have believed her she can't see them. Well I’ve got to apologize to her when I get the chance. Don’t sweat it, I kinda have a knack for sensing the truth. By the way, there’s a couple of coal tars buzzing around your face.”

“Thanks, I’ve been feeling their power levels for a while now, couldn’t find them as they’re invisible.” She said trying to swat away the coal tars from in front of her face.

“This might be a bit of a long shot but I could possibly help you see them.” I stated, brushing a lock of hair out of my face.

“Really? How?” Asked Blood looking at me with wonder in her eyes.

“There’s a thing called a Temptaint, which you get if a demon causes an injury or an infection. Now in theory, since I’m a half demon, if I bite you and draw blood with one of my fangs you should be able to see them.” I said in a matter-of-fact tone.

“Sure, I guess. I’m used to pain. Just, let’s avoid infections.” Blood said.

“Dont worry, the worst you’ll get is a fever. Besides, I'm not even sure if I can cause an infection.” I got up from the rock and walked over to her. As I got near she lifted up her arm and rolled the fabric back, exposing her skin. ‘God I hope this works or I’m going to look like a fool.’ I lowered my self so my mouth was just inches away from her arm. “Now just hold still.” I took a deep breath and bit into her arm, not too hard but enough to draw blood, and the coppery taste of blood filled my receptors on my tongue. I withdrew from her arm and spat out the blood.‘So this is what vampires drink? God, it tastes horrible.’

“Well, that’s a first. Haven’t had anyone else draw blood from me for quite a while. Now to get patched up.” She said as she did a swift movement with her arm, the blood on her arm and the blood already spilled elsewhere drew back into the arm and the wound sealed itself up. As if it hadn’t been there at all.“Well, thats some freaky shit right there.” Another coal tar buzzed around my ears so I plucked it from the air and held it in between my thumb and pointer finger. “So can you see them? Well, actually it may take a few seconds so just wait.” I said while the coal tar began to struggle in my hold.

“Nah, it’s cool. I already see them. Think the fact that I could feel them and the fact that I accelerated my blood flow just now may have played a part. Also, sorry for not telling about the blood magic. Tend to forget telling about that.” Blood said.

“Meh, its fine. It kinda reminds me of a game I played before.” I said before letting go of the small demon. “By the way, the coal tars aren't that big of a deal in small clusters, just as long as you stay away from dank moldy places and don't inhale a lot of them, you're fine.” I flicked the demon away to let it join the rest.

“Cool. So, what game did it remind you off? I might be from an Equestria, but apparently we have technology close to par on the one on Earth, according to the Displaced I’ve spoken to. Only that we also have magic, makes some games so much more awesome.” Blood told me while starting to stretch for some reason.

“Okay, have you ever heard of the game Dragon Age? Where, if you pick the mage, you can make a deal and be able to use your own blood to create dark things. But, in that game it’s forbidden to use it. Which suuucks because its really cool.” I finished with a smile on my face. Not that it was creepy at all.

“I think I’ve seen it, but I never played it. Also, blood magic is actually completely unknown. As a Solid class human, or Earth pony by the ponies system, I’m not supposed to be able to wield magic. But I learned a thing or two while I was sealed by Twilights magic inside Pinkie’s head for a year. And by combining my knowledge with the aspects of her spell I eventually broke free and then created my own magic. I’m sure she would flip if she found out. Besides me the only one to use it would be Pinkie, I taught it to her in case she would ever need it. Also I just remembered something important, do you know what year it is in this Equestria or what the most recent major event is? Time differs between universes.” Blood told me.

“Well I don't know about the year, but I do remember seeing a mismatched serpent, thingy around the town, Discord I think his name was.” I told Blood, trying to remember anything else that could help her.

“Ah, I see. What kind of house does Twilight live in?” She asked me as a follow up question.

“Okay, you won't believe this, she lives in a giant damn tree! I mean, how is that even possible. Oh wait...magic, I forgot.” Really though, that thing surprised the hell out of me.

“Ah, not quite there yet… Well, I know then that you’re at least more than six years behind my universe. Some things tend to stay the same so they make it possible to gauge time.”

“Let me guess, timey wimey, wibbly wobbly...stuff.” Gotta love Doctor Who. “So what else?” I asked.

“Doctor Who? Whatever, I’ll just give you some advice, when Discord gets the assignment to find an escapee from Tartarus, don’t trust him. Also, you recognized Pinkie Pie, so I assume you’ve met her?” Blood asked me.

“Wait how did you-? You know what never mind, I’ve just had my mind fixed and I don't want it broken again. And you mean the crazy mare that after a few simple sentences from her it turns into trying to understand physics backwards? Yeah I've met her.” I rubbed a bit of sweat out from my eyes as I finished.

“I just want to speak to her if it isn’t too much trouble. You see, the reason I’m traveling between different Equestrias is so that I can prevent the same thing that happened in mine from happening in any other. You see where I’m coming from?” She asked.

“Yeah, I do. We can leave now if you want?” I asked as I stretched and cracked my joints. I’ve always loved doing that for some reason.

“Great, let’s just kill the flames off first.” She said as she started stomping over the ashes that were left from the fire and still burning somewhat.

“No, wait! Let me try something.” She stopped stomping on the fire and gave me a confused look before shrugging and sat down at the log. “My character is able to somewhat control flames and I want to start training my power anyway.” I walked to the fire and sat down in front of it and closed my eyes. I started to direct my energy to focus on the fire. After a few seconds the fire erupted and changed into a blue fire before dying out completely. “Well that was a lot more strain than I needed.” I stated before raising to my feet. The ground felt unsteady for a second before turning back to normal.

Blood looked at the scene before her looking locked in thought. “Okay, you really need some training if that’s all you can do right now. Cause if you have any other Displaced coming here you should know that not all of them are friendly, as stated by the fact that one tried to destroy my version of Equus. I think I can help out with the training part… But it could take some time. A week or two, depending on your progress and how compatible your powers are with my training.” Blood spoke up about the situation.

“Well, other than drawing my sword completely and releasing my full demonic power, I can't do much just yet. But in the actual show, I can grow flame wings, able to throw projectiles, and what else can I do? I think thats it just now.” I told her.

She smirked at this. “When I’m done with you you’ll be able to break rocks with your pinky finger.“ She said as she demonstrated her own power by pulverizing a rock she held in her hand. She made it look easy.

“Umm, I already can do that. Demon strength in all.” I did the same to a similar rock though only a bit smaller and managed to break of a large chunk. The look on her face was priceless.

“Yeah, but how about without your powers?” She said as she recovered. “I trained for a whole two years to get to this point. It was a drawn out training to let me know as much as possible about my powers. As your powers are different I can’t do the same, meaning I’ll only be able to give you the basics. But no matter, with my special training routine, you’ll be able to keep up with even Pinkie Pie.” Blood said, back with a confident smirk.

“Yeah, first off I wasn't using my power. The strength, speed, smell and hearing all increase by itself. But being able to understand Pinkie would be a benefit though.”

“I said keep up with her, not understand her. I’m not sure I could teach that. So your strength came as natural with the changes…” Blood said in thought, but quickly returned to her smile. “Think about how you’ll be after the training!” She said.

I thought to myself for a bit. ‘ If I’m able to break stone now I might be able to break diamond in half! Hell, I’m already strong enough to pull a 20 ton stone lantern!’ Well then this will be fun. “Yeah, I think I will accept your offer.” I said, this time with a smirk.

“Great. We’ll be training here in the Everfree. If you have anything you wanna get before that or anyone you want to speak to before that you should do that now. We’ll be training for about two weeks, depending on your progress. You might not have any free time, I’m on a schedule myself so come back here when you’re ready, I’ll be setting things up.” She said as she turned around and went deeper into the forest.

“Right. I have to go say sorry anyway.” I turned towards the path in the corner of my eye and broke into a soft sprint. Later I bumped into something soft, yet hard. I fell over the object and was greeted with a blue wing slapping against my face. Rolling off I saw the rest of the thing. But it wasn't what I was expecting to see. “Rainbow?”

Both she and I were on the ground sitting up. “Yeah, it’s me. Listen I'm so-” I cut off whatever she was about to say by hugging her.

“I’m so sorry rainbow. I didn't realise at the time that you could even possibly see them without the Temptaint.” She jumped at the sudden contact but returned it all the same.

“No, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to bring up bad memories.” She replied, hugging harder. ‘ Oh yeah, thats right. Shiro’s still kinda my father isn't he?’ We broke from the hug and stared at each other.

“Well, I kind of forgot about that.” I stated, scratching the back of my head. “Aw well, come on I have to tell you and the girls something.” I said as we both made our way down the path.

A demonstration (edited)

----POV Blood Cleaver----So, I now have a student of my own. Gosh, how time flies. I thought to myself as I went further into the woods to find what I was looking for. It would take some time on foot so I instead decided to fly, I kept low as I didn’t want to cause a disturbance in case any of the ponies saw me. Ponies, as anthromorphs they still called themselves ponies. Weird.

I flew around the forest until I found a clearing that wasn’t too far away from our current camp but still far enough to not be found by Zecora if she was out to gather ingredients in the Everfree. A remotely out of the way place with an open area, only a few trees in the way.

I quickly got rid of the trees and grass after confirming that no animals had their home in the clearing. I flattened the ground and made sure it was sturdy and easy to stand on. I was making a special training ground. After that I unpacked some of my equipment and made sure we had all necessities nearby, like drinking water, food and the training equipment. I nodded to myself. It was quite the camp, even if it was only for two weeks… Two weeks, I didn’t like that. I had nothing against sleeping under the stars, but two weeks in the Everfree was bound to bring rain. We would also require shelter from wind and a few other elements of the forest.

I began assembling a shelter to protect us from weather and wind. Made sure to flare my aura some to keep away predators that could feel power levels like I could.

Seemingly done I looked up at the sun to see how long I had been setting it all up. I surprised myself by apparently having set everything up within an hour. Maybe I had time to check out the local Ponyville?

Both rainbow and I chatted between ourselves as we walked out of the forest. I told her about Cleaver, though not by much, and how she will be helping me train. I didn't tell her about my powers since, well you know, the whole Satan thing. But, I did tell her that she was a old friend that I haven't seen in a while.

“So anyway, after I was getting torn apart by the wood wolves and I was on the brink of death she came by, warded the things off and healed me with a damn bean.” She looked at me like I was crazy. “Its true!”

“Uh-huh, sure” I nudged her with my elbow and made an unhappy face. “Ah, shut up. So when will you be back?” she asked as we broke clear of the forest to see Ponyville in the night’s glory.

“Umm, around two weeks. Maybe more. It just depends on how well I learn and how much I can learn in general” I sighed to myself. “Its funny, back home I wouldn't even dream of exercise. Now I'm training with a master.” she made a snort at this.

“Come on, you expect me to believe that you did no exercise at all?” I looked to her and smirked.

“Believe what you want RD. I ain't stopping you.” We made our way towards the library since they are still there. Some of the ponies were still out and about, even at this time. It was...calm. I enjoyed it. Anyway we made it to the library and I opened the door. They were all still there and looked at us. I immediately spotted Twi and I spoke up before anyone else could.

“Listen Twi, I’m sorry I was rude earlier. I didn’t realise that you needed the Temptaint to see them at the time.” She shook her head dismissively.

“It’s okay. No harm was meant.” She smiled after saying this. “I’m just glad that you're okay and here with us again.” I mentally winced.

“Yeah, about that. I’ll be leaving for a bit. But don’t worry I’ll be coming back.” They all ‘awwed’ at this. They must be really friendly to miss me like that.

“But I didn’t even throw you a ‘welcome to ponyville’ party yet” Pinkie said saddened by that fact. ‘Should i tell her about Cleaver or wait a bit?’ I thought, unsure of what to do.

Suddenly the door to the library opened up again, and there she stood. Blood Cleaver. But before anyone could say anything she turned towards Pinkie Pie and spoke. “Yes Pinkie, I’m new here. To answer your questions the answers are the same as what you would answer if someone asked you. Except that my favorite colors are black and purple.” She then addressed the whole group. “Hello, my name is Blood Cleaver and I’ll be Silver’s trainer for an undetermined amount of time in the near future. Nice to meet you all.” She said as she bowed.

Twi looked between Pinkie and Cleaver wondering how on Equus this was possible. Well, thats what I would expect of her. “Wait, what? What’s going on and why do you look like Pinkie?”

“Wow, is everyone in this world so perceptive?” She asked back, looking at Silver. “I would imagine the lack of fur and flat hair and black color would make it harder.... But to answer your question as simply as I can put it, I once went by the name Pinkamena Diane Pie. I’m from an alternate Equestria where all ponies are humans instead.” She quickly concluded.

“Wait, what do you mean other universes? They were all closed during the war of the alicorns to reduce damage to the cosmos.”

“Don’t you mean dimensions? I’m speaking about the whole universe, ever heard of the multiverse theory? The stuff about how every single action creates an alternate reality where you did something else? That’s what I meant.” Blood explained.

“Oh. Well, that still doesn't explain how you got here.” she spoke as a counter speech. ‘God damn it Twi, just drop it!’ I thought.

“Once again I’m going to explain this as simply as I can. I’m something known as a Displaced. Just like Silver. Us Displaced usually come from alternate realities where Equestria doesn't exist. But something that most Displaced discover in one way or another is that they can create tokens. Tokens are small items that spread between realities and let Displaced call upon each other in times of need or when they just want to chat. That reminds me, Silver. Remind me to help you create a token later on.” Blood explained.

“Silver, you're a Displaced?” Fluttershy asked me.

“Yep, apparently my mind got switched, but Cleaver said that the new memories were technically real.”I explained, silently thanking Cleaver about not mentioning the powers that I had.

“Now, with all that out of the way I would like to know if anyone wants to take a trip to Sugar Cube Corner. I’m starving for some cupcakes.” Blood interrupted.

“Here, here!” I agreed.

“Oh, we don't need to go all the way there! I’ll just open my stash” Wait, what did she say? Before I could vocalize my question she pressed on one of the books and the entire bookshelf opened, letting a mountain of cupcakes fall out. ‘Warning! Warning! Mind fuckary has reached over nine THOUSAND!’ No, but seriously how did she do that?

Blood Cleaver seemed completely unaffected by this turn of events and was already eating from the cupcakes. “These are really good. But they still got nothing on the Diabeetus bombs I once made with my sister.” She said before eating another cupcake.

“Oh, I’ve got one of those!” Pinkie dove into the pile of baked goods and resurfaced with a ‘Diabeetus bomb’ and threw it to Cleaver. The only thing I could do was stare into space as Shy waved a hand in front of me. The bomb in question looked like a cupcake with patches of different colored frosting.

Cleaver swiftly caught the treat and looked at it for a while before looking both disappointed and glad at the same time. “It’s not the same as the one I made with my sister, but it looks delicious.” She said and ate it.

Finally, I snapped out of it and looked between them before shrugging and picking one up and started to eat it. “Do you mind giving me a copy of the recipe for the bomb?” Pinkie asked Blood.

“Sorry, I don’t have the complete recipe, my sister has the other half and we agreed to never bake them unless there was a special occasion. Believe it or not, they would be too sweet even for you Pinkie. We didn’t sleep for a week after eating them. So therefore, I don’t think it’s a good idea.” Blood told Pinkie.

“I call BS for the ‘not sleeping for a week’ thing!” I proclaimed as I bit into another cupcake. This time, apple flavour.

“Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye.” She said, crossing her heart with a finger and then smacking a cupcake into her face. Then looked smugly in my direction with the cupcake still on her face.

A loud gasp came from Mt. cupcake over there before it exploded sending cake and frosting everywhere. “That means it’s true, and trust me nopony breaks a pinkie promise.” Pinkie explained.

“Well then I hope I never have to break a promise from you.” Something about her when she explained it made my blood run cold.

“Thanks for the cupcakes Pinkie. But I think it might be time for me and Silver to retreat and start the training. I already got everything set up in a clearing in the Everfree so we’re good to go.” Blood said as she finished up one last cupcake.

I looked at the cupcake in my hand for a few moments before sighing and got up. “Well, I guess this is goodbye for now.” I told my new….friends. I’ll be honest, I’m a little sad. Fluttershy walked over to me and hugged me with her arms and wings.

“Goodbye Silver” she said before releasing me from her grip. I smiled and nodded at her and the rest of my friends.

“Lets go,” I said before turning towards the door and walking out with Blood following behind.

“See ya girls after Silver’s training.” Blood said before closing the door behind us. “Okay, without flying it’ll take us a while to get there so we should get going now. Follow me.” She said as she took of in the direction of the Everfree.

“Hey! Wait up!” I shouted after her before running towards her. It didn't take long before I was next to her, hell I even went further than her and slammed into a tree. ‘Wait, I reached the tree line already?! Jesus, I need to control myself.’

“Okay, you know what, this will take to long. Transition!” She yelled out and spun around. As I was about to ask her what she was doing I noticed that we were now standing in a clearing in the middle of the Everfree.

“Da, fuck?” I asked before rubbing a sore spot on my forehead. “Ow, you know what, I don't care.”

“And neither should you. So here we are. This is where we’ll be staying for the time of your training.” Blood said and reached out with her arms to show me the clearing.

I whistled as I looked around the clearing. “Big place.” I stated before unclipping my holster and hanging it on a branch and placed some clips on a sawed tree stump.

“So, now I’ll just need to assess your abilities and we can then let the training begin.” Blood said, standing there fully equipped with training clothes, sweat bands and a whistle.

“Okay.” I slipped of my sword and removed the cover, exposing the blue metal sheath. “So, what first?”

“Everything, you try and attack me while I dodge and assess your abilities. Don’t worry, I’ll be able to dodge, and even if I can’t it’s no biggie. Feel free to fight with or without the sword. You’ll have to learn both.” She said as she took a stance that said “Come at me.”

“Hmm, I think I’ll try without my sword.” I put my sword on the ground and leaned it against a tree. I cracked my knuckles before running at her. But, I’m not stupid I’ll go with a plan. I prepared a simple attack and tried to punch her. She dodged as planned and I faked to go further. but instead of falling over, I placed a foot on the tree behind her. My other foot was placed before I sprung from the tree and roundhouse kicked her in the back. Only to discover that I was kicking air, my foot sailing through an exact copy of her.

I landed on the ground and bits of dirt exploded around me. I was honestly expecting for some mortal combat music to start. Instead we got a montage of me trying to hit my teacher while she was dodging my every move.

“God damn it hold still!” I swiped at her again only instead of a punch a jet of flames came from my hand. the flame just barely touched her. Well I did burn a bit of her clothes. My victory was short lived as I noticed that she was, of all the things, sleeping!

“Wait, what? She can do this shit in her sleep?” I tested this out by picking up a small rock and threw it at her. And she did the impossible, she dodged it! “Right, that’s it I’m getting my sword.”

At the mentioning of sword Blood suddenly woke up. She stretched her body and yawned. “Sure thing. But I’ll be blocking as well as dodging then.” She said, as if she hadn’t been asleep.

“You suck, you know that?” I walked over to my sword. Picked it up and pushed it in front of me sideways before grabbing the handle. I pulled on it and slowly my sword was pulled out. As I moved it to my right side it left a trail of flame. Like before my body was consumed in flame. My tail sprung out and instead of a poofy end, it was a split tail with fire at the end where the fur used to be. My pupils turned from a black colour to a deep red as my horns grew longer, and my teeth sharpened. the blade glowed blue and flames covered said blade. I wielded my katana, sword, whatever with both hands.

“Has anyone told you how absolutely awesome you look like that?” Blood Cleaver asked.

“No, but I already know that I look awesome. If by watching the series is anything to go by.” I replied. I twirled the blade in one hand before getting into an attack stance.

“You really need to help me get some of the dvd’s then. I’ve been trying to get a hold of the Dragonball series to get a better understanding of my powers, but have yet to stumble upon them, what series are you from?” Blood asked, getting ready for me with her own stance, one different from before.

“I’m from the series called Blue Exorcist. Its really good to watch.” I answered as we began to circle each other. “Hmm, now I wonder if something from the movie will happen some time?”

“It’s possible. We actually had the Dragon balls. However they were the crappy black star ones and no one dared to use them. Some idiot even decided to blow them up.” Blood replied.

“Did it work?” I asked before launching myself towards her. I lifted my blade and when I was close enough I brought it down upon her. But she blocked it with a piece of thick wood that appeared out of nowhere. We were like that for a few moments before she answered.

“No, the Dragon balls only got sent far and wide over Equus, one of them however fell into another universe and was forever lost. So we don’t have to worry about anyone using them at least.” She then jumped up and landed behind me, backflipping as she did.

I dolphin dived in front of me before rolling to my feet and faced her.“Well, it would suck if it ended up here.” I ran at her again to do a vertical swipe. She rolled to the left and I ended up cutting the tree in half, flames licking the side of the trunk.

“Nah, I tracked it down to a version of your Earth where humans had switched places with ponies, but no pegasi or unicorns. The ball itself ended up at the bottom of the sea. Some place called the Bermuda triangle or something.” Blood said, completely unfazed by the remains of the tree.

“The Bermuda triangle? There are legends from my universe that say that the Bermuda triangle is a gateway to another world.” I twirled the sword twice before getting ready for another attack. ‘Hmm, I wonder.” I directed some of my energy to my blade and made a horizontal swing. I realised my energy that was pent up in the blade and sent a wave of fire towards her.

Blood Cleaver could easily have dodged the fire, but she instead stood her ground and made the fire dissipate as it was about to hit her. She had flared her own aura and as the fire collided with her, the result got the fire extinguished. “Let’s hold off the ranged fire attacks, we don’t want to start a forest fire.” She said, gesturing towards the rest of the trees.

I was panting a bit. “Yeah, sorry. I wanted to see if I could do that.” I dug the blade in the ground and leaned on it. “Just give me a sec. That took a bit out of me.”

“I guess we could take a couple of minutes of rest.” Blood replied. “We might also talk about a few things I noticed. For example: You’re good at using your surroundings to your advantage, but the amount of time you use to note your surroundings is a bit long. You gave me plenty of opportunities to strike back. Also, the time you drove me to the patch of softer dirt was commendable.” She said, surprising me as she must have already been asleep at the time.

As she told me about what she learned about my movements and such I slid the sword into the sheath, deactivating my power. The flames disappeared and I returned to normal. I sat on a small stump and listened to her as she continued to explain. ‘Wait, what did she mean softer dirt?’

“Also, I noticed that with your tail out you seem more mobile, you were able to turn slightly faster and were able to pull a few more accurate strikes. But the tail is also a problem, I imagine that as many other creatures your tail would be quite sensitive and if someone was to catch you by your tail it could get problematic. The fires are a great offence as well as a great defence, but you need to learn to suppress or stoke them however you wish. This would give you great advantages over your opponent.” She continued to tell me about what she found. Offering me a cup of tea as I listened.

I took the cup and thanked her. “Yeah, apparently the tail is a demon’s weakness. Well that and the heart. And I can’t exactly control the fire at the moment. I mean, if i get pissed off enough the flames just activate immediately. I don't know, however, if the flames on my body can hurt others or not.” I then took a small gulp of the tea. letting the honeyed flavour liquid wash over my taste buds.

“I can think of a few methods to help you with the flame control. As to the fighting, I think we’ll have to prioritize your ability to see your surrounding out of the corners of your eyes so that your eyes don’t leave the opponent. We’ll have some non-combat related training as well. I will help you with many of these. If you wish to change or optimize the training to fit you more specifically you’ll have to tell me. I’m only teaching you what I know and I don’t know a lot about your powers. Heck, we might even learn stuff that wasn’t in the series, stuff you didn’t know.” Blood continued telling me what she thought.

“Hmm, I think the most important thing that I need is my movement, noticing my surroundings and to control my flame incase something bad happens. Then later, develop the others.” I would prefer not to roast my friends thank you.

“That is completely understandable. I think I’ll prioritize the ability to control your flames. If I’m correct in assuming that the flames work similar to my aura or ki then I can help you control it with a certain trick, and if you can obtain as much or more control over it as I have over my ki you could probably even create solid fire.” Blood told me as she finished her cup of tea.

“That would be cool. Creating fire that I can hold.” As I thought of what I could do with that kind of power my, tail twitched a few times. “So, I feel better. Want to continue training?” I asked her after finishing my tea.

I barely managed to catch the senzu bean she threw at me. “That my dear Silver wasn’t training. The real training begins now!” She said as I just about swallowed the bean and felt all my energy refilled. Damn these beans are useful. As I once again engaged Blood Cleaver in combat. This time trying to avoid her attacks as well as trying to attack her. And so my training officially began.

The End of a Era (edited)

Author's Notes:

Another chapter, wooo! also the last of Blood Cleaver for now. she will come back but I have to get to that point first. Also if anyone knows a sad song From Blue Exorcist that is a perfect tune for remembering something can you please tell?

----Two Weeks later.----I was standing there, my eyes closed, my sword raised high and my breath as calm as if I was sleeping. I heard a few leaves rustle, No. I thought to myself, that wasn’t it. I heard another rustle, still not it. But when I heard a third one I knew that it was the signal. I quickly spun around and opened my eyes, my sword ready and me already moving towards Blood Cleaver who had leapt out of a bush nearby. My sword clashing with her knife and the entire clearing lit up from the sparks that flew when our weapons met. I then heard clapping. Blood Cleaver now stood a fair bit away from me with a smile on her face.

“You’ve done well Silver. You should be able to continue your training without me from now on. Just keep doing like you have the last two days and you’ll be powering up faster than a super-saiyan on steroids.” Blood laughed at her own joke.I laughed with her. “It’s thanks to you that I’ve been able to do it.” I said as I put the sword back in its scabbard. “I may not have full access to my powers when it’s not drawn, but I can do a lot more without it now.” I say after recovering from my laugh attack.

“Yes, you’ve been a brilliant student. But now it’s unfortunately time for us to part ways. It seems your universe doesn’t take kindly to me staying here for so long. It even slowed the passage of time around me, so while we’ve been training here for two weeks it’s been less time outside of the forest. Stupid theory of relativity, makes no sense and works at the same time. Oh well, I’m really not one to complain.” Blood said before looking around the completely obliterated remains of the clearing. “I’ll come with you into town and say goodbye but then I’ll have to go.” she said, making me feel a bit sad about our time together coming to an end.

“Awwwww, I’ll miss you. What if I need your help with anything?” I asked. ‘No! You're lying!’ “The hell was that?” It was a voice but not my own.

“Huh, I didn’t hear anything.” Blood said, while looking around. “But I do feel an unusual power level from Ponyville. Let’s go check it out.” Blood said as she started looking towards Ponyville. “Here.” She said and threw me a senzu bean before getting up and was suddenly in her regular clothing instead of the training clothes I’d seen her wear all the time during my training.

‘Where did she get those? You know what, I’ve been asking that question ever since I met her.’ I nodded and took of in the direction of Ponyville, jumping onto a branch that can hold my weight. “I’ll race ya!” I shouted before jumping onto the other branches.

“Too easy!” I heard her shout back as I felt her brush past me. “Not fair, you know I can’t move that fast.” I reminded her. She stopped and looked at me. “Then what’s the point of the race, you want me to let you win?” She asked me.

“Trolololololol!” I shouted as I ran past her at full speed dodging small branches as I went. “You should know by now that I trick others!” I could literally feel the daggers in my back as I ran. But as I turned to look back at her I saw the disappearance of her after image technique and swore to myself. “And you should know I don’t fall for them.” I hear Blood say from over my head, looking up I saw her flying.

“Ha! You think that you're the only one that can fly now!” I dropped from the log that I was on and concentrated on forming wings. I shot from the forest and flew higher than her, spreading my fiery wings to block the sun. “Now, it’s a race!” I shouted and we shot in the direction of the town.

As we landed on the outskirts of Ponyville we were no longer competing as the race had turned into normal flight and we had both just enjoyed it to the fullest. But as we began moving towards the town the sound of bells filled the air.

“Oh, that’s my phone.” Blood said before taking out an old flip phone and looked at the screen and frowned. “Seems I have to go just a bit earlier than planned. You’ll be alright now, won’t you?” She asked me.“Well you never know, I might just burn something down again.” I stated, remembering that time I misfired one of my powers.

“You should be fine. I’m sure Twilight would be able to help if that happened, besides you know how to put the fire out.” She said before rummaging in her backpack and took out her knife. “Here, this is my token. If you ever need my help again you can use it to call me. And…” She trailed off before her eyes widened and she looked like she remembered something very important. “I almost forgot. Your token, we haven’t made you a token yet!” She exclaimed, reminding me that we had in fact forgotten about that.

“Ah, crap. I forgot. So, what do I do?” I asked her before accepting her knife.

“Ok, I’ll be quick. First off all you need to choose something small, something that either means something to you or something you have a strong connection to. Then you’d have to put a part of your own energy into it and say something you want the one who finds your token to hear. Once the process is complete there should be a natural portal to accept your token and spread it over the multiverse for others to find. That’s about it, I can’t believe I forgot to tell you earlier. It just completely slipped my mind!” She finished her explanation.

“Heh, same here. What should I use?” As if by magic, which it probably was, I felt a burning sensation in my left pocket. I reached in and pulled a small pendant that I swear wasn’t there before. I opened it and there was a picture. A picture of me and Shiro. ‘How did this get in here?’ I pondered. “Will this do?” I asked pointing to it.

“Yeah, it should work. Just pour some energy or other kind of power into it and speak what others should hear.” She told me, taking another look at her phone and then back to me.

“Hmm, okay.” I closed my eyes and concentrated on the pendant and focused my power on it. Since my power is basicly my energy it will work, I hope. It glowed a deep blue before I said “To those who hear my voice, I am Silver. If you hear this and are in trouble or if you want to talk to someone. Wish and you shall receive.” I finished and looked towards Cleaver. “What? It was all I could think off”

She shook her head. “No, it was alright, I’ve actually heard worse.” She said before a hole in the world opened up before me, just about as big as my fist.

“So I just pop it in?” She nodded and I dropped it in. The Portal snapped shut and vanished as if it was never there. “So, what now?”

Blood opened her mouth to answer, but before she got even a sound out of her throat another portal opened up in front of her and dropped an exact copy of my pendant into her hand. “Well, this.” She stated, showing me that she had received my pendant. She reached out with it and I took it from her. “And now I can not delay my departure any longer. I will miss you Silver, we shall see each other again some day.” She said before the air around her began to ripple and she started waving goodbye before there was a loud *POP* and she was gone, the air returning to it’s natural state.

I smiled as she vanished. “Goodbye...my friend.” Wow, I've made so many friends on this world. Which is also strange because I don’t usually care about friends. ‘No! It’s not true! He’s not dead’ And just when I was enjoying the peace. I sighed before slipping the pendant over my head and hanged it around my neck.

I ran towards the town’s center. Everyone was either inside or running around. Then I saw it. Or should I say, him. It was Kuro, Rin’s familiar. A demon cat called a Cat Sidhe. He was large and black with a gray muzzle, white paws, chest and a patch on his right front leg. He had two tails and two large yellow horns on his head. He also had a collar with the exorcist badge on it.

The royal guards were there, probably making sure that he didn't kill anyone. “Silver!” I heard my name being called out. I turned to see my friends. Fluttershy was the happiest to see me but she was hurt. Her whole right arm and wing was in a cast. I rushed over to them with a smile on my face.

“Girls! As happy as I am to see you, I’m guessing we’re in trouble?” I asked nodding towards the giant damn cat. ‘Your liars! You're all liars!’ Kuro shouted in my head.

“Yeah! This cat is rampaging through town!” Twilight shouted at me. I had to clutch my ears to protect them.

“Ahhh! Watch the ears Twi! God, so do you know why it’s rampaging through town?” She was about to say something before cutting herself off to think about it. Fluttershy decided to jump in.

“Umm, well I don't know much but he asked me about Shiro. But when I told him he was dead he got angry and attacked us. I got the worst of it but my friends only got a couple of scratches.” She said rubbing her arm. “Ahh, crap. Listen, leave him to me. I know how to deal with him.” I said before pausing. “Without violence.” I added. I walked to the front of the guard. They denied me but I told them I knew how to handle him. After an approving nod from Twilight they granted me access. I stood a few meters away from the cat. The cat in question was growling at me from behind a broken apple cart. “Hey!”

“Don’t shout!” Twilight shouted at me, growing nervous. She and rest of them had entered with me but backed away as soon as I shouted. “I am Silver! Shiro’s daughter!” ‘Shiro’s…?’

“Shiro’s dead.” Kuro stopped growling for a moment. “Silver!” Twi shouted once again. “He’s dead.” I spoke again. Kuro snapped out of his trance before growling at me again while talking in my mind. ‘That's a lie! I don’t believe you!’

“He’s dead!” I said. My friends looked between both me and Kuro, worried for my sake ,but I know what's going to happen. Kuro began to shake with anger, his emerald eyes reflecting mine. He roared with hate and charged at me. ‘Liar! Don’t lie to me!’ I braced for the impact knowing full well that I could have dodged out of the way. He aimed his head at me, I did the same. Craniums bashed against each other before Kuro fell to the ground howling in pain. A small trickle blood dripped from my nose. I’m pretty sure that if I could hear twilights thoughts, it would be something like ‘She used her head!?’

Kuro lifted his head while grunting in pain. I walked over to him, he looked up to face me. “Listen, you… You really loved my dad, didn't you?” His eyes widened. “Thought so. All this was just because you're sad, isn’t it?” He slowly got to his paws and got face to face with me. “Know what? I’m sad about it too.” Wow, I must be a devoted fan to know this part of by heart. “So how about we be friends?” I asked as I lifted my arm out.

At this part I guessed that he was remembering all the things that Shiro did with him. Kuro’s eyes began to water. ‘Shiro...’ a tear formed on both eyes, but instead of trickling down his cheek it just hung there. ‘Shiro...’ The tears under his eyes grew bigger and bigger and finally began to roll down. ‘So, I’ll never see you again, then? Shiro...’ He closed his eyes before growling, which turned into steady crying as he shrunk down to normal size. ‘So, you're dead?’ He stifled a another cry and let the tears roll down. It didn't last long as he started to cry again.

He howled in the day as doors and windows opened as the ponies gathered around to watch as I walked closer and crouched down next to him to let him climb onto me and cry into my clothes.

My friends walked over to us as I picked up Kuro and cradled him in my arms. I stood up with him and turned to them. “Silver! That was amazing! How did you do that?” Shy ask me she scratched behind Kuro’s ears. ‘Mm, I like that.’ He moaned in bliss.

I chuckled before answering. “One of the things that I learned in my training is to understand your opponent. Kuro was Shiro’s familiar, a demon that moved passed that and became peaceful. And when a familiar loses the one they trust most, they revert back to the demon.”

“But how did you know what he was saying?” I shrugged as i made up a lie.

“I don’t know. My father just said that I had connection to him as a kid.” Right, I've made up my mind. He may not be my ‘father’ by birth but he is the best damn one I have. “Anyway I’m sure you have a lot of questions and I know that Pinkie wanted to throw me a party, yes Pinkie I didn’t forget, and I have a few to ask as well.” They all nodded and we made our way to the tree.

“So, how was the show, my friend?” A figure in the darkness said. The ponies were completely oblivious to their presence.

“Hmm, she certainly seems powerful. Possibly stronger than father.” Another asked biting on a candy cane. “I can wait to test her out myself.”

“Later perhaps, I shall also thank the merchant that sent her here on your behalf.” the first figure asked, his red and yellow eyes peering into the others small green ones.

“Yes, thank you. Discord.”

No! Not a Dress!

We had arrived at the library in less than no time and where already discussing what had happened in the past two weeks. Surprisingly the whole fight with Kuro was the only interesting thing that had happened. The cat in question was nuzzling my leg as I scratched his head. But then I had a idea. "Hey pinkie. You don't by any chance have any Silver Vine Sake?" She looked at me before pulling her mane in front of her and opened it like it was a suitcase and flinging out things that shouldn't be there. Like a god damn ladder, I mean how the Hell did she fit that in there?

Anyway, she then pulled out a small pot. Kuro stopped nuzzling me and looked at the pot and sniffed. 'Hey! Is that Sake?! He shouts at me. "Yes Kuro, I know how much you like it. And given your emotional ride I thought you would want some."

Kuro began to jump up and down over and over again. 'Oh thank you! Thank you, thank you, thank you!' Pinkie passed over the pot to me. I then un screwed the top, collected a small bowl and poured the liquid into the bowl. Kuro wasted no time in digging into Drink. As he lapped up the liquid we continued to ask questions.

"So where is Cleaver?" Pinkie asked me. Wondering where her human half went on such short notice. Everyone had there eyes on me as I answered.

"She had to go to another universe. She wanted to stay so she could say goodbye but the fabric of time and space would collapse and kill us all." I scratched my head as the fur on my tail tickled my leg.

"Aww, I wanted to ask her about the multiverse." A very disappointed twilight said. A long meow came from Kuro. 'More please Silver.' I shook my head as I poured the last of the contents into the bowl. He thanked me as he dived in.

"I know Twi but she had to go." I said.

A large belch came from my lovely friend. Kuro rolled on his back as she sighed in bliss. "Kuro! Don't be so rude!" I said, slightly annoyed. 'Mmmm, yummy' I face palmed as pinkie suddenly burst.

"Oh that reminds me! I need to throw my party for you!" She shouted in glee. 'How the fuck did a burp remind her of that!' I thought. 'Beats me.' I said in my mind. She soon shot out of the door and down the street.

"Hmm and I need to make some nicer clothes for you dear." Rarity said. "And given the fact that the Grand Galloping Galla is around the corner, you'll need a new dress." I'm sorry but what about a dress!?

"Ohhh no,no,no,no! I will NOT wear a dress. I don't like them." I leaned back and crossed my arms in a very childish manner. Rarity tuts me and grabs my wrist.

"Nonsense darling. I think I know the perfect dress that will suit you."

'Shit, shit, shit! No! I don't wanna!' I drag my heels into the ground and refuse as she drags me across the room. Kuro notices what's going on and jumped onto my shoulder.

"There's no use Silver, she does nah give up when it comes to dresses" AJ said suddenly as she gets up to help Rarity drag me to god knows where. 'traitor!' She finally manages to get me moving and out of the library. To be honest I just gave up and let her do her thing.

A few of the ponies stopped, giggled and laughed as they saw me being dragged to her boutique, which I later found out to be her home. It was probably common in this town. As we entered the building I was greeted with mannequins. Some plain white and others with simple clothing. "Ah'll be going now. You two have fun." I growled at Applejack as she left.

"Now then, you just stand there and don't move while I take measurements." I nodded with hesitance as I placed my katana/sword in a corner and stood perfectly still. She pulled out some measuring tape and started to move closer. She took some measurements along my outer leg, thigh and inner leg. When she started doing the inner leg she got a bit too close to a...uhh...sensitive area which I wanted her to avoid.

She then wrapped the tape around my waist. "Hmm, perfect birthing hips." She...I...WHAT!? That's something you don't say to people. Especially me. I'm very embarrassed about that kinda thing. She then spread the tape vertically that went to my shoulder. Then she did something else. She wrapped the tape around my chest and made it a little too tight around my breasts. "And not a bad chest size, a little bigger than most though." Okay that made me blush. My chest was barely above average back home.

"Okay that should do just go over there and I should make a dress in no time." She pointed over to some...uhh what where they called? Shutters? Fashion folds? Oh I don't know! I just reached behind when I realised something. Is she expecting me to wait for hours just so I could- "I'm done!" -Never mind then.

"That was quick" I say astonished by how fast that was. The dress floated over the cover, board...thing and I accepted and held it out in front of me. It was a black and white lace dress with frills at some of the ends. It also had a pair of white gloves and hair bands.

"Well a fashionista has her secrets." She said. "So try it on." She continued expectantly. I sigh in defeat and began to take of my clothes. I just striped down to my bra and undergarments before I realised that Kuro was still present.

"Ummm, Kuro do you mind leavening? Just for a bit?" I asked my friend. 'Sure. No problem.' As he left I slowly began to slip on the dress. I'm embarrassed to ambit it but it it felt nice against my skin. I just finished slipping on the dress when the front door opened.

"Hello every pony!" Rarity said as she galloped towards our small group of friends.

"Hia Rarity!" I heard pinkies voice. And if there's one of them there bound to be more. "We'er here to pick up Jane!"

"Oh yes! I forgot about that, just one second." Rarity's hoof steps echoed as she came closer to me.
"Jane are you done yet?"

"Yeah Rarity, just one second and I get undressed again." I really hope she's not going to make me show my self in front of them.

"Nonsense darling, come out so we can see your new dress!" I hate it when I'm wrong. I really do.

"Uh,nope! I am not going to be seen in a dress!" A blue magical field surrounded the thing that I was hiding behind. I quickly grabbed one of the ends to stop it moving. "What part of no don't you understand?!" I said again. A large 'poof' sounded and a large claw came over my cover and pulled it down, reviling my dressed form.

A collective sound of 'ohh's' and 'ahh's' echoed through out the building. "I think I lost my self confidence as a mare." I blushed harder than I had ever before.

"S-stop staring at me like that." I looked at anything but them. I really really hate wearing dresses. I fumbled with my hands and looked down at the ground. "S-stop gushing like this. Please I really don't like it. They all snapped out of a trance.

"Wow Silver, you look beautiful." Fluttershy said as she looked me over. Everyone in the room agreed. I started to shake. I don't like it when people think of me like the this, or say stuff like it. I just...I don't like it. I know that I'm not the most attractive person back home. The staring reminded of me and my first father when he would-- I'll stop right there. I don't want that memory back.

"C-can I get out of this dress now? I...I don't like it when others look at me like this. I get very shaky and nervous when that happens." I ask, trying to hide my face. They all gave me a confused look before they saw my discomfort. They all nodded and the cover was replaced allowing me privacy.

Ten minutes later I was back in my uniform and he sword on my back. Kuro jumped onto my shoulder and we went to the main lobby. "I'm back." I announced with a bounce in my step. They all turned to me and waved.

"Hey Silver!" Skittles said. Aright I might refer to rainbow as skittles every now and then. "Do you mind if you can explain why you were so...scared?" She asked me. I stopped, frozen on my steps. 'Do I have to tell her what happened?' She noticed when I stopped. "You don't have to say! I was just curious."

I nodded. "Yeah I....I don't really want to tell you right now." She seemed satisfied with the answer so she dropped it. Pinkie rushed over to me.

"Yay! Now we can get the party started!" She grabbed me by the wrist and led me out the door. Not a moment to soon, well one does go quite fast when you are going at light speed, and all of us had arrived at a giant ginger bread house. The house it's self looked like it was made out of cakes and pastries.

I was about to see if hey were real but Kuro beat me to it. 'Ow,ow,ow! That hurt! He shouts in my head as pinkie picks him up. "No silly! There not real, just decorations." She said as she opened the door with a spring in her step.

She opened the door and I was greeted by a large 'SURPRISE!' As the lights were switched on. I...I may or may not have screamed. As I was pulled away from Applejack's back, I saw nearly everypony in the store. A sea of different colours and smells as the pony's smiled at me. I stared in shock as a huge...chocolate....cake....I'm sorry what were we talking about?

"All this....for me?" I ask as I step in. The room itself was decorated much like it was on the outside. Silly string, banners hell even a karaoke machine in the corner! I...I. It's just to much. I felt a tear start to form as pinkie took a big step towards me.

"Oh yes! All for you! As I said, Nopony goes with out a pinkie pie party!" She exclaims as she hugs me. I was then pulled into a large group hug as the rest of my friends join in. The party went with out a problem. I met a lot of the residence in the town as well as a dragon named Spike. Yes you heard me, a dragon. A motherfucking dragon! He is sooooooo cool!

It was late in the night and I decided to get out of the building to catch some of the cold night air. I breathed in deep as I looked around the barren landscape. And there in the middle of it all was a figure. It was quadruped with black like leathery skin with bright white eyes leading from its face to the top of its head. As well as that it had a white spider on its back. It kinda looked like...Venom from...spider...man.

Oh god.

Your Venomous.

{Lee’s POV}

We fell through the wormhole screaming like crazy… At least Twi was…

‘Shut up!’ I yelled over our mental link.

“WHAT DID YOU DO!!!” She yelled, fear lacing her voice.

‘Come on, why wou-’ I was cut off by the sound of thunder, and a comical ‘Splat’.

Twilight groaned, “What the hay happened?”

‘You asking me dufes?’

Twilight and I looked over our surroundings. It seemed like the outside of Sugarcube Corner… But… something was off.

‘Twi?’ I sounded more nervous than I really was, ‘I don’t think we're in kansas anymore.’

Twilight’s face contorted in confusion at my reference, but shrugged it off.

Then, Twi froze, “What did you do!”

‘What?’ I asked.

Twilight’s face reddened in anger, “You brought us here! Who are you! And, to the better question, WHAT are you!”

I snicker, ‘Well, if you must know… I’ll tell you latter. But, you can call me Lee.’ Twilight didn’t seem very happy about my answer.

She was about to argue, when we heard a snap.

{Silver's POV}

The creature that I'm sure is Venom began to talk to itself. Maybe because it had a host? I don't know I just hope it's friendly. 'Famous last words.' I think to myself as I walk over to them. I accidentally stepped onto a twig that was on the ground that echoed around the area with a snap. They both stop talking and slowly turn to look at me.

"Ahh, shit." I mutter to myself. "Umm, hi?" I ask them. They just stare at me like I was the wind before one of them spoke up. Oh and to all those that don't know what Spider-Man is, Venom and it's host Are two different people. Moving on!

“Um… Hello!” Said a deep and raspy voice Venom was known for, yet it sounded kind of female.

Another voice spoke up, this one sounded like a panicked Twilight, “What’s going on!”

"I told you it wouldn't work!" A squeaky voice from inside came. It kinda sounded like Sweetie Bell. But I blocked it out and instead focused on the two in front of me.

"I have no idea....wait don't tell me your a displaced?" I ask as I look around.

The Venom suit slithered off the host, and took the form of a black Spiderman, it
raised its right arm to its right, and its left hovering over its stomach and proceeded to bow, “In the flesh…” It -or he- announced, then froze, “Well… Sorta…”

I think my inner geek just squealed right now. I shake my head and lift a hand to him for a handshake. "Names Jane, but you can call me Silver." I say as I hold back the urge to hug the crap out of him.

He accepts the hand and we shake them as a pure pony fide Twilight just stares at us. "Lee." He says before we release our hold on each other.

"But it said that it would summon something." A southwestern voice sounded, higher than Applejack's. Most likely it was her little sister AppleBloom.

“The heck?” Lee looked around for the voices, while his host seemed to be possessing everything.

"Hmm? Oh it's just some fillies inside, I guess that they found something that could bring...something...here....oh." As I finish the sentence, realisation hits me like a brick to the face. "Now I know why you're here."

“What?” Lee tilted his head, “Wait! I’m here to help you like how Kat helped me… Hopefully no kids this time…” He held his chin in his hand.

“What do you mean!?” Lee’s Twilight asked, eyes wide.

"Woah, woah! Calm down, I was just saying that I know how you were summoned here." I say trying to avoid anything harmful that could happen. "I guess the cutiemark crusaders found the thing that you sent out into the void." I explain.

Lee’s Twilight seemed to calm down, while Lee seemed angry, “Oh come on…” He grumbled,“I thought that it’d be more than just those three…”

Twilight glared at him, then sighed, “Okay, so it IS your fault!”

Lee laughed, “Nah, it isn’t my fault! Chance, and I’d say we found us a cool area!”

"Your the ones that doesn't have to see demons." I shiver as I swat a Coal tar out of my face. The two look at me strangely. "Uhh, what?"

Lee’s white eyes narrow, “You okay? Wait! We’re in a different world, so there are bound to be differences!”

Twilight’s eyes widened, “W-what!?”

“You’ll have to excuse her, she’s new to this, and I haven't explained to her about this.” Lee chuckled.

"Ohhh, that has to suuuuuck!" I shout. I feel a tugging sensation as I realise that my tail is trying to burst its way out. 'Why are you doing this now!' I shout at it in my thoughts. They look as though I've gone mad as I try to look at where my tail is under my clothes.

“This may sound rude, but what in the name of sanity are you doing?” Lee questioned, tilting his head. Before I get a chance to explain my tail bursts out and dangles behind me, the tip going into a spiral formation as a few strands of fur stick out.

"Ahh, shit." I mumble to myself as I sigh in defeat. But Lee had turned around as soon as it happened.

“Be respectful!” He hissed to the unicorn, and she quickly spun around, “Okay, this is awkward…” I hear him mumble. I sigh and facepalm.

"What are you two idiots doing? It just a tail. I was just hopping that no one was around, other than you two, that saw it." I say as I quickly scan the area.

Lee growled, “I am no idiot, you just overreacted, so I thought it was embarrassing for you!” Twilight on the other hand, blushed, pawing at the ground. I try not to laugh as I force them to turn around.

"It's not embarrassing, it's just that the god of all evil, Satan, is here and I'm his 'Daughter.' Not really though, just the person that I dressed up as had him as a father." I say as I smile and back away.

Lee glared at me, which just turned into an annoyed look, “Whatever… So, who ARE you soposed to be, this sounds familiar…”

"Ever see Blue Exorcist? Yeah I dressed up as Rin Okumura, bought kurikara and poof I'm here with a sword and demonic powers." I explain. Lee's face didn't change but Twilight's face lit up as I explained who I was supposed to be. But didn't have a chance to say anything, until now however.

“That amazing! What’s Blue Exorcist?” Twilight beamed, eyes sparkling.

Lee shrugged, “I faintly recall an anime show called that, but I never got to watch more than the first ten seconds of it.” I turn to him and was about to say something when the door behind me opened. I quickly turn around and make my tail form a perfect question mark and immediately pin it to my back as applejack steps out.

"Well howdy Silver, what are y'all doing out here?" She asks. I see Lee push his version of Twilight into a bush and walk beside me. "And who's this?" She asks as she looks to him

Lee laughed as a black tophat formed on his head, he took it off, then proceeds to bow, almost mockingly, “Names Lee, or Venom. I’m sorry if I’ve interrupted anything, I believe I’m a bit lost.”

"Y'all are lost? Well shoot, come on in and we'll figure out how to get yah back on track." She says as she reopened the door and walked back in.

"Where in hell did you get that top hat?" I ask as I pull up my shirt a bit and coil my tail around my abdomen.

Lee gave me what I assume is a raised eyebrow, “I’m a walking clothes rack, I AM a costume, and you're asking how I created a hat?” He asked. Smug bastard. The leaves in the bush rustle before Twilight comes out of it.

"Why did you push me into a bush!" She shouts at him as I crack a smile.

“Because I could, and since we’re in a different world that has a ‘Less-Than-Pony’ version than our, I’d hate for this to get awkward… Well, anymore so.” He snickers.

"Well how should we do this? I mean she will be expecting for you to come in, but what about Twi over there?" I ask as I scratch the back of my head.

“Easy!” Lee says, picking up Twi, “She’ll stay out here!”

“I don’t want to stay out here!” Twilight protests.

“Stay sparkle-butt” Lee used his hand as if he were referring to a dog, and Twilight sighed.

"Hey that’s funny, mind if I use that?" I ask as we walk to the store of the bakery.

“Of course! Do you have any names for those over-joys?” Lee says, resting his arms behind his back. I think for a moment before I remember what I'm going to call Rainbow Dash.

"How about Skittles for Rainbow Dash? I think the name suits her perfectly." I say with a smile as we walk into the building. Everyone's still there so it must be a Saturday tomorrow because I don't normally see foals still around at this hour.

Lee mumbled, “Crap… Thats a lot of… pony-things…” He gains a fearful look, and quickly changes. His face turned human, with tan skin, long black hair, a white bandana covered his eyes that had red marks where the eyes where. His body changed, making him look more casual, “Do I look less menacing?”

I just stood there as a slow blush started to form. "I-I uhh, I-I'm sorry what was the question?" I said, barely able to keep the stutter out of my voice. He turned to me and gave a questionable look.

“I asked if I looked less scary. I thought if I shapeshifted, I’d look less noticeable, so I turned into my old self.” He says, readjusting the blindfold, “I forgot I was blind…” The blush on my face deepened as I turned to the ponies in front of me. 'Thats his original self! Holy shit.' I squee’d in my mind.

"Y-yeah. You look less scary now. Well yet again Venom is awesome so..yeah." For some reason I just couldn't look at him, hopefully he doesn't notice.

Lee sighed, “Good, I scare ponies easy, and they jump to conclusions.” He then ‘looked’ around, “So… What now?” Thank god, he didn't see. I've never blushed so hard in my life.

I look around and spot an empty booth with some bakery's and pointed to it. "How about we sit over there and we can talk about our universes?" I ask as I made my way over. He turns and 'looked' at me.

“Sure! I’d like that.” He smiled, then frowned, “This feels weird…” He followed me, ‘looking’ around nervously, almost anxiously. We sit down on the couch, thing that surrounded it. As my blush slowly started to fade I ask what’s wrong.

"Hey Lee? What's the matter?" I ask as I lift a cupcake up and bite down into it. Allowing the sweet, sugary taste fill my mouth.

Lee picks one up himself, “I’ve never gotten this close to ponies, and not be been either, accused, hated, feared, or turned to stone…” He unwrapped the cupcake and took a small bite, “Sun-ass’s racist nature rubbed off on her ponies.” He continued after eating, sounding a bit bitter.

I finish eating and swallow the cupcake mush in my mouth. "Shit dude, I haven't even met her yet. Wait you were turned to stone? How long?" I ask as I fold my arms and allow my tail to relax for a moment.

“Its common for a Displaced to get turned to stone, and for me? I’m not one hundred percent sure, but I think a thousand years?” He shrugged, “Its hard to remember when you don’t have a calendar. Don’t think I’m old though, I’m still 18, mind and body… mostly… I think… Most of the time I zoned out.” He took another bite of the sweet.

"Your 18? Same here. And thank god no one knows I'm a demon, I don't want to get turned to stone. I don't do drugs." I joke at the end hoping to lift his spirits.

He smiles, “Well thats good, its no fun… unless in different worlds have different stone prisons…” He faltered, still smiling, but with an understanding, “I doubt you’d be turned to stone, it only works on true evil as long as the bearers really represent their element, only if they don’t can their power be abused. I personally was turned to stone because Celly didn’t anymore.” His smile grew, “So don’t worry! And if that doesn't work, find the source of the Element’s creation.” He shakes his head, “I’m done talking about this, its making me feel funny.”

"Okay, I understand. So what can you do with your powers?" I ask him as I sip on a milkshake that was oh so conveniently there.

Lee smirks, “A lot, I can do everything Spiderman can do, but better. I can also shapeshift, undetectable to all kinds of sensors like radar or detection magic, and this-” He says as a black Scythe slimed out of his hand.

-
{Lee’s POV}

I summoned my Scythe as quietly as possible, “It’s what brought me here.” She looked at my Scythe in awe as she whistles .

"Shit, the only thing I can do with my powers is fire related, well that and my senses increased. As well as my strength." She said as she looked down in thought.

I began wondering why none of the… Pony-things didn’t question my strange appearance, or maybe they haven’t noticed me, it was kind of odd how I saw things in this form. I see things, blurry as they may be, yet my eyes were closed.

I decided to ask Silver why no-pony was freaking out, “Hay, are the ponies here always so calm?”

"I don't know, I arrived 15 days ago. And spent two weeks of those days in a forest training. Just got back like 5-7 hours ago. But since they didn't freak out when they saw me, I guess there calm." She says as she glances around the store.

Now that I think about it, since this world had the bearers, why Pinkie hadn't seen a new person was beyond me. I sipped a drink I didn’t even know how I got it! ‘How’d I get this? I could have sworn there wasn’t one here a minute ago!' As if she could read my thoughts, the pink menace burst out of my drink as I placed it on the table.

"Hi! Are you new as well? *gasp* you are! Awww but we've run out of chocolate cake." She said as her mane deflated. ‘Holy crap!’

I dropped my Scythe, and covered my face. I was afraid of her reality warping capabilities, I hadn’t met her in my world, so this was new to me… Wait, flat mane? I then uncover my face, she seemed sad.

I started processing what she said, “T-that’s okay!” I gave my best smile I could, “It doesn't matter, I like Strawberry too.” Her ears perked up and her mane returned to normal.

"Yey! Just give me a second." She pulled her mane in front of her and pulls out a pink frosting covered cake with sprinkles and thumps it onto the table. "Welcome to ponyville!" She said before shooting of in another direction. I glanced to Silver who just shrugged.

"Just don't question it." She said. Then the other five of the group walked over. "Ahh, hey girls. I want you to meet someone." She pointed to me and they waved to me. Well except Fluttershy who just looked away.

"Nice to see yah again, Lee." AJ said.

"Hi my name is Twilight Sparkle."

"Sup dude, names Rainbow Dash."

"Hello darling, my name is Rarity."

They all looked over to Fluttershy who just Eeeped and hid behind her locks of her mane. "U-uh M-my name is Fluttershy." She said after a while.

After they finished introducing themselves I nodded. "My name is Lee. It's nice too meet you all." I said pretending that I haven't met them, which was technically true.

"We just came over to say hi but we have to do something, so we'll catch you later." Twilight said as they went. Away to do their thing.

"Well, I have to take a piss. Wait here." Silver said as she got up from the couch and made her way to the bathroom. I then overheard a conversation. I looked over to my right and saw Fluttershy and Rarity talking.

"Darling you should just tell her." She said to Fluttershy. To which was blushing. "You never know, she might feel the same way." Fluttershy shook her head.

"What if she doesn't! What if I ruin our friendship!?" She asked Rarity. I decided to ask, so I got up and walked over to them and as I did, they stopped their conversation and looked at me.

“Um… Something up?” I asked, thinking I know whats going on. ‘I think I’ve stepped somewhere that Butterfly has a taste for yuri… awkward...’

Fluttershy's eyes widen as Rarity grins evilly. She walked closer to me, placed a hand to my ear and whispered. "Well, Fluttershy over there has a small, uhh, crush on Silver." She pulls back and smiles likes a madman as Fluttershy blushes. I follow Butterfly’s example, ‘I knew it!’

I shook my head, trying to get rid of my pink cheeks, “Oh… Uh, heh…” ‘Moron, you should help her! You’ve not done one good thing!’ My conscious scolded me. I decided to try and help, “I could try and… help you…”

Fluttershy's eyes widen further. "W-what!? N-no! I-I mean...um." She clearly looked distressed so I decided to tell her how to tell Silver.

“It might be difficult, but just tell her. But you need to pick the right time. Make sure she is happy, and if you're scared of losing her, tell her you wouldn't want to ruin your friendship.” I sounded just like I did when I told my sister that when she fell for her best friend. ‘Why does every girl remind me of my sister!?’

As Fluttershy thinks on it, Silver comes around the corner and spots us and starts to walk over. "Y-yeah, you're right. I'll...I'll do that." Fluttershy begins to walk towards Silver and stops as they meet. 'Wait I don't mean right now!' Then Fluttershy begins to talk.

"Uhh, listen Silver. I...I just want to say that I l...I lo...that I love your cat Kuro. He's just so cute!" As If on cue a black cat with two tails, jumps onto Silvers shoulder and smiles. Fluttershy then walks off, faster than before, away from Silver.

Silver walks over to us. "What was that about?" She asks as she looks at Fluttershy.

"It's not my place to tell. And neither is it yours, Lee." Rarity says before walking in a different direction.

“I guess she just wanted to be more assertive.” I lied. I took a sip of that drink I had before, “Okay, what on gods earth is this!? It taste like apples.” I began leaning forward, my vision blurring. ‘Kinda sweet… yet… spicy...’ I look at the brand, ‘Sweet Apple Acres Apple Cider’.

The cat on her shoulder meows at me. "Huh? Oh! He says It's nice to meet you and his name is Kuro." She said to me as she scratched his head.

“W-w-well ttell h- *Hiccup* him I fell the s-s-ssame.” I slurred. ‘It’s alcohol!’ I thought. I never had the stuff, so this was a new one. I have no tolerance for it. 'Oh shit..’ I thought, as my powers kicked in.

A burst of energy came to me as I yelled, “Is that kareoke!?”

‘Damn it! Not again. This is just like that one time I drank poison.’

As I run and climb onto the stage, Silver has a laughing fit as I smash my head of a wall. Just like everypony in the room did. "Jesus dude! Can you not hold your liquor?!" She half shouts, half laughs as I try, and fail, to sing.

Somehow, things change as my body starts to sing better and better, until I’m in decent sound. I then start singing a song that I was afraid would come up. Bullet.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lP077RitNAc

“My legs are dangling off the edge,” I started, wishing I could stop.

I began smiling, dancing to the tune, “The bottom of the bottle is my only friend,
I think I'll slit my wrists again and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone.” I jumped off the stage, right in front of Skittles.

“My legs are dangling off the edge,
A stomach full of pills didn't work again,
I'll put a bullet in my head and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone.”

I slid over to Silver, “Gone too far and yeah, I'm gone again,
It's gone on too long, tell you how it ends,” I turned to Silver’s Sparkle-Butt.

“I'm sitting on the edge with my two best friends,
One's a bottle of pills, one's a bottle of gin,
I'm 20 stories up, yeah, I'm up at the top,
I'll polish off this bottle, now it's pushing me off,
Asphalt to me has never looked so soft,
I bet my mamma found my letter, now she's calling the cops,” I jumped over to AJ,

“I gotta take this opportunity before I miss it,
'Cause now I hear the sirens and they're off in the distance,
Believe me when I tell you that I've been persistent,
'Cause I'm more scarred, more scarred than my wrist is,” I spun to Pinkie.

“I've been trying too long, with too dull of a knife,
But tonight I made sure that I sharpened it twice,
I never bought a suit before in my life,
But when you go to meet God, you know you wanna look nice.”

I began to pant, but it didn’t last long.

“So if I survive, then I'll see you tomorrow, yeah, I'll see you tomorrow.” I jumped back down, and reached Rarity,

“ My legs are dangling off the edge,
The bottom of the bottle is my only friend,
I think I'll slit my wrists again and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone,
My legs are dangling off the edge,
A stomach full of pills didn't work again,
I'll put a bullet in my head and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone.” I backflipped and landed in front of Flutters.

“We hit the sky, there goes the light, no more sun, why's it always night?
When you can't sleep, well, you can't dream,
When you can't dream, well, what's life mean?
We feel a little pity, but don't empathize” I smiled, and jumped back on stage,
“The old are getting older, watch a young man die,
A Mother and a Son and someone you know, smile at each other and realize you don't,
You don't know what happened to that kid you raised,
What happened to the Father, who swore he'd stay?
I didn't know 'cause you didn't say,”

Silver and her friends were closer, so I got back off stage and slowly walked over to them.

"Now Mamma feels guilt, yeah, Mamma feels pain,
When you were young, you never thought you'd die,
Found that you could but too scared to try,
You looked in the mirror and you said goodbye,
Climb to the roof to see if you could fly.”

I stopped right in front of them. I couldn’t stop.

“So if I survive, then I'll see you tomorrow, yeah, I'll see you tomorrow.”

I grin,

“My legs are dangling off the edge,
The bottom of the bottle is my only friend,
I think I'll slit my wrists again and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone,
My legs are dangling off the edge,
A stomach full of pills didn't work again,
I'll put a bullet in my head and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone.”

I gave the mic over to Silver but she backed away. "Ohh, nonono! I don't sing In front of others." She said but the others cheered her on.

"Go on." I say nudging her. "Just try."

She sighs before inhaling a shaky breath and closing her eyes and she started to sing.

“I wish that I could fly, way up in the sky,
Like a bird so high,
Ooohhh I might just try!,
I wish that I could fly, way up in the sky,
Like a bird so high,
Oohhh I might just try!,
Oh I might just try.”

Silver finished, and I give Flutters a secret thumbs-up. But she didn't see it. In fact the whole room was quiet. I looked around and found everypony's eyes were on Silver. Silver opened her eyes to see them staring in shock, I hope, at her voice. Which I must admit, was beautiful.

"U-uu-uh." She couldn't form a word. Instead she started to freak out a bit. She started to shake as her pupils shrunk. Soon she started to back away from the crowed and closer to the door. When she reached it she bolted out of the room and into the outside.

I sighed, “Now look what ya did!” I ran to the door. ‘I’ll never drink again.’ I ran around town for what felt like hours before I found her sitting on a bench just staring at the reflection of the moon on the water. As I walked over to her I could hear...singing.

"If I smile and don't believe,
Soon I know I'll wake from this dream.
Don't try to fix me, I'm not broken.
Hello, I'm the lie living so you can hide.
Don't cry."

Her voice was beautiful. I just stopped a few feet away from her as I waited for her to stop and so that I could listen. When she did I walked over to her and stood behind her, wondering what to say. And once I figured out what I would,I sat next to her.

“You were pretty good. You have a great voice.” I complimented, leaning on my arms. She sighs and leaned back on the bench.

"No I don't. You saw their faces, I'm terrible at it." She says depressed as she looks into the distance.

I chuckle as I looked to the sky, “When I was on earth, my sister never smiled. She hated everything in life, especially me. One day, we put our differences aside, and got close. She started getting happier. So one day, she came home after school crying. I asked her what was wrong, and she told me that when she started smiling, everyone stared. Like you, she thought they hated her smile.” I looked at her, “You want to know why they stared at her?”

"Why?" She asks as she looks back at me.

“They were so surprised, and shocked by how happy she was, that they just stared.” I gave her a sad, yet sympathetic look.

"You love your sister a lot, don't you?" She asks as she brushed a stray hair out of her face and behind her ear.

I sighed, “Yeah, I loved her.” I ‘look’ out into the distance, thinking about Amber.

"When I was younger, I hated everyone that I saw. No matter who it was. But really, I was scared. Scared of what they would do to me. I thought that because I had this one prick of a dad, my first father. He used to beat me senseless for things I didn't know what I did. Because of him...I never trusted anyone but myself and the guy that ran the orphanage. Peter I think his name was." She finished. I felt sorry for her, ‘Getting blind is nothing compared to what she went through!’

"But I did something much worse to him than hitting him." She smiled a bit. You know the one, that psychotic smile that everyone's afraid of. But it vanished quickly.

‘Okay, I guess she killed her old man? I don’t care, I killed that Shadow guy…’

“Somethin’ wrong?” I asked, leaning closer. ‘Where are her friends!? I thought they’d be here faster.’

Just then, my Twilight jumped out of nowhere, “Where were you two! I’ve been waiting for an hour!” Sparkle-Butt whined.

“Not now Egghead, I’m having a moment!” I said, not-to-seriously. Twi just ‘Hmph’d.

"Wait I just thought of something, aren't you a Klyntar now? Shouldn't you have a host to live on?" She asked me.

‘Crap...’ I thought, “Yeah, now that you mention it, I think I’ve been away too long…” I looked to Twilight, who looked a little bit eager.

I changed to my Venom form, and jumped onto Twilight.

‘Hello~’ I mock in her head.

“Oh, shut up!” Was the reply Twi gave me.

‘Hah, you love it!’ I laughed, and Twilight looked to Silver.

“He’s fine.” She said, nonchalantly.

‘Where are her friend’s!’

"Silver! Silver where are you!" A voice sounded in the distance. 'Speak of the devil and he will come.' I say in her head.

I see a large rainbow fly off into the sky. It probably belonged to Skittles. I see Fluttershy come into view. "Over here girls!" She shouted, well more like whispered but they heard it and came running. They all group around Silver and hug the crap out of her.

"Ach, girls....air...please!" Silver struggled to say as they continued to squeeze her.

My Twilight froze once she saw the other her. ‘Two Sparkle-Butt’s, how terrific…’ I deadpan. Silver's Twilight stopped hugging Silver and slowly turned to face her other self and soon they all do to stare at my Twilight as Silver was in me background, gasping for air.

‘Did I leave the face mask down again?’ I checked, ‘Yup, well, crap…’

My Twilight, which I’ll just call Twi, while I’ll call anthro over there Light. Twi’s mouth was agape, and her breathing rapid, “You- I- We- But- ....” Twi almost passed out over the shock of Light.

"Twilight, uhh....my Twilight, I can explain....right after I catch my breath." Silver said as she still struggles for air.

"I- but- you- what?" Light said as she looked at me/Twi.

"Just what in the hey is going on?" Applejack said.

I jumped off Twi after saying, ‘I’ll be back.’

I formed into my human form, and tightened my bandana. “It me, Lee. Me and Twilight over here-” I gesture to Twi, “-Fell through a portal. So, basically, your two Twilight’s from two different world.” I then turn back to Twi, and hopped back on.

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{Silvers POV}

After I catch my breath I go up from the ground and turn around just In time to see my Twilight faint and land on the ground. 'Timber!' I shouted in my mind as I picture hearing a tree fall to the ground.

“Well, looks like somebody needs a sandwich.” Lee said nonchalantly. I shake my head as I lift twilight from the ground.

“Come on, let's go to the library and get her to bed. She will be expecting a lot of questions when she wakes." I say as I hall Twilight over my left shoulder.

"How are you able to lift her like that?!" A very surprised Pinkie said.

“Your a crazy pink mare that warps reality. And you question how she can lift Sparkle-Butt?” Lee questions. I try to think of something to retaliate to what Pinkie said, but all I could think of was.

"Surprise motherfucker!" I say as I wipe sleet from my eyes. That was enough to silence Pinkie, which surprised me because they have very limited swear words here. "And Lee." I turn to look at him. "Good point."

Lee snickers, “Yep! *Flop* And there goes another Twilight.” Lee jumped off his Twilight, picked her up, and followed me, “Come on girls! We have twins! Hah!”

"Oh god, who was the father? A horse or a human." I say as I snicker.

“I guess horse? A pony giving birth to a human-ish girl scares me.” Lee replied, shivering. “Hey, Rainbow, could you look for a necklace? Its black and white and has a Scythe style to it. CMC probably got it.”

"Got it!" She flapped her wings and took off into the sky searching for said necklace. I turn to Lee so we could continue our conversation. "And a human giving birth to a foal isn't?" I ask, tightening my grip on my twilight.

“Yeah, human babies are much bigger, so the mare would have died during the birth.” He pointed out. I could feel the others behind me freeze. And Lee turns to them. “Something the matter?” He asks, smiling like an innocent child.

I sigh. "Just ignore him, he's just an idiot." I tell them as we made our way. We didn't say much after that until we arrived at the library. I walked up stairs and placed Twilight on the bed.

Lee giggled darkly, “Just because I have a dark sense of humor, doesn't mean I’m an idiot. I just like creeping people out.” He placed his Twilight on the couch.

"I know, I'm the same. I like to creep others out. But I don't do it as much as I used to. I'm now more into dirty jokes and innuendos." I say as I take a seat on a stool. Everyone else either stood or sat down after we got in.

“Okay! Q&A!” Lee announced, turning to the mares. He waited for one of them to speak.

"Okay now, just what in the hay are you?" Applejack said as she looked at Lee suspiciously and with a raised eyebrow.

Lee laughed, he laughed so hard he held his stomach. When he finally gained control of his outburst, he sighed in what I assume as disappointment, “Really Cow-Girl? You could have been more nice… I… Actually, I’m not so sure anymore. I think I’m a… Klyntar. Or Symbiote. Or Parasite… I used to be like silver here.” He then gestured to me as he looked to the others for their reactions.

They all released 'ahh's' and 'ohh's' as he told them that he was like me. But then I was asked a question that I never thought I be asked. "That reminds me darling, you said that the 'Displaced' are people that dress up as things, buy something, and get some sort of power. Who did you dress up as?" Of all the time to ask me this, she asks me now!?

"I-I uh, I umm." I looked to Lee with a pleading look, hopping he would cut in right now.

And he did, “She told me she made her own character. Some fire hero…” He lied, shrugging. I shook my head at him, silently telling him to stop right there. “But I don’t think she put too much thought into it…” He finished, smiling at the rest. He was a good liar, and it seemed like he was telling the truth. I grabbed a quill and paper and wrote to him.

+You idiot! Satan uses blue fire. And I am his 'daughter'. I have blue flames! And yes, they know who satan is.+ I finished writing the note and passed it to him.

He gave me a look that said, ‘Trust me.’ He then looked at the girls, “Next?” He asked. 'This is sooo going to bite me in the ass.' Before anymore questions were asked, Skittles came in with the necklace and threw it to Lee.

"Here you go." She said and she sat down where there was a space to sit.

Lee grins, and took off his bandana, revealing pale blue eyes that almost looked like a ghost. “Oh! Heh, I almost forgot this, thanks Rainbow.”

"Hey maybe you should show them your Venom form. You know, the one with teeth." I said but I thought on it a bit. "Actually no don't, you don't want to scare anyone." I said with a smile, but it slowly turned into a shocked look as he grinned, evilly if I may add.

Lee chuckled, “Oh, with how they react to everything so far, from a random human, to a song about suicide, I think they’ll be… Fine.”

Black goo shot out of his back, and slowly consumed him from chest, to his legs, and finally face. Unlike when I saw him, this time he looked more muscular, and taller. A mouth was formed, and the sound a tearing was heard as teeth ripped from the mouth. He cackled, sounding less like Lee, and more like the Venom I knew.

This may be fucked up a bit. But when he laughed he sounded...sexy? 'Oh god no! Please don't tell me I'm getting turned on from this?!' I shook my head clear as I looked at the others. The faces were...mixed to say the least. Some of them had a look of terror, namely Fluttershy, but the majority had faces in between awesome and Holy shit!

"That. Is. So. Coool!" Skittles said as she rocketed towards him. He looked at them before he noticed my blush that was as bright as a red apple.

Lee shook his head, and smiled ever widened, “That's not all!” He put his right arm up into the air. And that Scythe he had earlier appeared in his hand, MUCH bigger than before. He slammed the blade of it into the library floor, making an awe striking slicing sound.

I thought I heard a, “And that is how you show-off.” From Lee. 'God damn that's big, I wonder what else is as big as tha-' No dirty thoughts, not now!

Lee smiled as he looked around the room to see his work. A loud yelp came from the room upstairs, companied with a loud thud after words. A bright flash of light later Twilight stood in front of us, but she didn't see Lee behind her.

"What happened?! Where's the other...me. And Lee for that matter." She said as she looked between us. A cough came from Lee and she turned around, only to scream and fall on her ass afterwards.

Lee held back his laughter, and changed back to his smaller, yet still black suited form, “You should see the look on your face!” He turned to the sleeping Twilight on the couch, “There’s Sparkle-Butt.” He pointed to his Twilight, and his Scythe disappeared.

Twilight looked to the other...Twilight. Wait what? Oh god damn it I've confused my self! Anyway. "Yep she's been sleeping ever since we got back." I said to her. Then I got an awesome idea. I've Always wanted to do this! "Hey Lee." I called. When he looked at me I continued. "I've always wanted to know what it feels like to have the black spider suit. Do you mind if I...try it out?" I asked, hopping it wasn't rude or anything. My Twilight looked between us with a looked that said. "Da fuck you two on about?"

Lee shrugged, “As long as you don’t put any weird thoughts, I’m cool. So just think of a door around your thoughts. So like Doctor Who!”

'Well no problem there, I've had training in mind blocking anyway, thank you again Blood Cleaver.' I thought as I focused. I imaged a wall surrounding my memory's and thoughts, can't be too careful. "Right, ready." I said as I opened my eyes that shut when I didn't know. Sort of a reflex I suppose.

Lee’s body began to melt into a black liquid, he melted fast, and when he was done, he was a puddle. Puddle Lee slithered under me, and began crawling up. It was an alien feeling, silky and soft, yet the moving had given me a weird sensation. He finally covered my whole body, and I heard his voice.

‘Wow, you are pretty good at hiding your thoughts. Luckily, you didn’t know how to block mental communication.’

'Yeah I know I just, woah...your sister is really cute. Not in that way mind you just a 'awwww' kinda cute.' I thought to him as I stretched. Lee sighed.

‘Yeah, she was...’

Lee’s Twilight began to stir.

'Oh crap, sorry man. I didn't mean to bring up memories.' I thought as a threw a few punches in the air. Meanwhile the rest of them stared at me, shocked. His twilight was behind me.

"Lee, is that you?" She said in a groggy voice.

“Yeah, its me, I’m just letting Silver try out my powers.” Lee said, nonchalantly.

“Oh…” His Twilight looked to the others. She gulped.

"Hi!" Pinkie said as she literally sprang up from behind her and lived her up, her back legs dangling.

I decided to try what he could do so I jumped from the ground, orientated myself so my front faced the ceiling and I grabbed onto it. 'Spider-man, Spider-Man. Does whatever a spider can. Wait is that how the theme song went?'

Lee groaned, ‘I don’t care, I never liked that song...’

Pony Twilight looked at Pinkie, “Um… Hi?" She said cutely. I turned to the two and nearly fell off.

"Dawww, that's so cute!" I said in glee as I tried to stand on the ceiling. It worked. "Woah this is disorientating." I said as I shivered.

"Umm, can you put me down now?" Pony Twi said and pinkie nodded and placed her onto the ground before joining the rest.

‘Call my Twilight Twi, and yours Light.’ Lee suggested.

Twi looked at my mane six, and awkwardly kicked at the ground. “Um… So, what’s this world like?” She asked, looking a little curious, yet mostly weirded out by their form. I took this opportunity to start descending from the ceiling with a web I made. I didn't know how I did it, it was just second nature to me for some reason. I hung upside down and next to AJ.

"It's probably a lot like yours. Only here Discord is reformed. And trust me when Fluttershy says that she can do it, she can do it. Just a heads up." I said as I dangled there. AJ was a little creeped out by this and a laughed a bit.

Twi nodded quickly, she seemed more calm and less awkward, she looked to the other her, “And am I close to the others?”

‘Gosh, Sparkle-Butt, friendship is all you think about.’ Lee teased his Twi, though she didn’t hear him.

'You know that I'm going to say that, right?' I thought as I prepared to speak. "He said that friendship is all you think about. Which is good, cuz nothing can stop friendship."

‘You are blunt, y’know?’

'Yep, I know'

Twilight smiled, “Yes! Its the strongest thing there is!”

‘Really? I thought family would be.’ Lee contemplated. I could feel the mental question mark, like in an anime.

'Meh, I wouldn't know. As you know I didn't have a family till I was five. And yet I still grew up in that orphanage. Hmm, strange.’ I looked to Light, god that makes me think of Death Note for some reason, and she smiled in agreement. 'I wonder if she would like the name Light Yagami?' I thought to myself.

‘First off, here.’ I felt a weird sensation, like a joy I’d never felt before, ‘I just shared an emotion of me and my sister.’

Twi looked to Light, and asked, “So, its pretty much the same in both worlds?” I heard them say.

'Lee?' I asked, tears starting to from in my eyes, threatening to travel down my forehead as a awaited his answer.

‘Crap, did I do something wrong?’ He asked, concerned for me. I shook my head and snorted.

'No.' I said, pausing. 'Thank you.' I continued as I closed my eyes and let the tears go.

‘Well, okay.’ I felt him slide off. He retook his human form, and looked at me with his real eyes, “I’m sorry, I can’t stay here forever.” He pulled out the necklace that Skittles got, “But, if you ever need me, whether to fight beside, or a shoulder to cry on. I’ll be there.”

I let go of the web and landed on my face. I grumbled as I stood back up to face him. "Same here." I said before pulling out a copy of my pendant. We gave our necklaces to each other and slipped them over our necks. "I'll mostly be there to kick ass though."

A wormhole appeared behind him, and Twilight trotted over to his side, “Oh, one more thing,” He gave me a gentle smile, “Family isn’t just blood, its the people and ponies who love you.” He hugged me.

I jumped at the sudden contact. I don't normally tell anyone this, but i don't really like a lot of physical contact. I know, the way I go on about Sex jokes and all that gives a different opinion but I just don't like it all that much. I mean a touch here and a touch there is alright. And I only ever let my friends do it, even if it is just a hug. But I normally keep a strong face on and let it happen. But from him, it was more than a simple hug. It held meaning, and I was all to happy to return the hug. 'Wait I just let him crawl all over me. Okay well if that's not a mind fuck then I don't know what Is'. I thought to myself.

Lee ended the hug, and walked back to his Twilight, “Remember what I said. Friendship can be family. Be careful Jane!”

"It's Silver! Yah big idiot!" I shouted at him.

He turned around and began walking back to the portal, laughing, “Thought it’d be funny, later Silver!”

"Wait!" I shouted at him, causing him to stop and turn. "All my life I never knew what it was to have a family. Sure I had parents, but I never liked them. One by one they would adopt me, but I would reject. But you, you showed me, no you made me feel an emotion. The emotion that I had wanted all along." I said as I walked closer till we were inches apart. "And for that thank you, deeply." I inched closer and kissed his cheek. "And that's all you're getting." I backed away to join the others.

His cheeks grew pink, and he was about to say something, but the wormhole closed behind him. His eyes widened, and he turned around. Before he could do anything, a vortex appeared under him and his Twilight. “Not again!” He yelled, and the vortex closed.

"I, uhh, bye then?" I sighed as I felt the events that transpired today dump a whole lot of tiredness on me. "I'm going to bed, see you girls in the morning. And see you later at the house, Shy." I said as I opened the door and made my way to the house.

When I stepped outside, an image of a girl in a green dress yelling for her brother to help her. Lee’s sister was alive, I didn’t know how I knew it, but I did. I clutched his necklace and whispered, "She's alive, Lee." Hopping that he could hear me.

Author's Notes:

Hello everyone this was a joint chapter with A Forsaken Symbiote by Bronyparasite

It's not what it looks like

I sigh as I read the newspaper. Apparently there's barely any crime here. No murders, no rapes, thank God!, and no reports of thievery. Oh wait a minute. There, on page seven a report was made.

+Thievery in Equestria!+

Was the title.

+Last night at eleven-thirty a large, rare jewel was stolen from the Canterlot bank worth over thirty-thousand bits. Eyewitness's state that the thief had dark clothing with a hood and mouth mask. A short cape, a quiver and bow and leather Armor and a greyish blue right eye. If you see this pony, report immediately to the royal guard for questioning.+

Well then. That's new. It's strange because I think I've seen someone like that in a ga-'Silver, when is the food ready?' I was cut off by my friend. Kuro and Fluttershy was in the next room waiting at the table. I was cooking some strawberry pancakes. Apparently I'm quite the cook. Although I don't know if I already new how to do this stuff, or it was because Rin's memory's are still floating about in my head.

"I'm almost finished Kuro. Just be patient." I say to him as I finish off the last pancake. I flipped the pan and let the pancake fly up into the air and caught it with he last plate, letting it land on the pile already on the plate. "Right done!" I carry two plates out and place them in front of Shy and Kuro. I then retrieve my plate and sat with them and began to pour syrup onto the thin cakes, along with the cream and strawberries. It didn't take me long to dig in.

"So, what do you plan to do today?" Shy asked as she cut a pice out of the cakes and lifted it to her mouth, before taking a bite. "Mmmm! Silver this is delicious!" She moans as she takes another bite out of them. 'Mmmm! I agree, this is sooo yummy!' Kuro said with a smile on his face.

"I'm glad you like it!" I exclaim as a smile spreads on my face. "And I don't know. I guess I could train a little more, might tidy up the place." I say. Shy's eyes widen, like she remembered something.

"Oh that reminds me!" She said as she finished her plate with Kuro coming in second place and me in third. "You know when you sang last night, do you know any more songs?" She asks.

"Well I...umm. I can sing a little in Japanese." I say as I recall thing from my memory. She looks at me weirdly.

"Don't you mean Japonese?" Japonese? What the hell is she going on abou- wait, that's a pun isn't it? Son of a bitch.

"Uhh, yeah. If you want, I could sing a little in that language." Her face brightens as her ears perk up. Kuro does the same as he looks at me.

"You would? Oh please, oh please can you?" She said as she flapped her wing happily. Oh what the hell, why not? I take a deep breath and close my eyes.

" Watashi no tamashī wa, kurayami no dōkutsu no naka ni tojikome rarete imasu. (My soul is trapped, in a cavern of darkness.)" I begin, trying to recall the song. "Soshite, watashi no kokoro wa sute remasu. (And my heart is forsaken.)" Her eyes where focused directly on me as I continued. "Watashi wa hitori de imasu. (I am so alone.)"

"Īe, watashi wa ochiru koto wa arimasen. Watashi wa akiramemasen. ( No, I will not fall. I will not give up.)" I sung again. But I forgot the rest. "Im sorry, Fluttershy. I can't seem to remember the rest." I admit to her as I look down, disappointed.

"Oh, don't worry about that, the fact that you can sing like that is amazing alone." She said smiling. I blushed at the complement. I look around the room to see most of it is perfectly clean. Even the animals looked clean. I get up and pick up the three plates and placed them into the sink. I picked up my sword and slung it onto my back.

"Hmm, I might go and see if Twi needs any help. What are you going to do?" She opens her mouth to say something, but closes it again and adopted a look of thought.

"I don't know." See said as she looked at me. "I guess I'll stay here and look after the animals." Her bunny, Angel, tapped his paw at her. "Oh no Angel, I-I can't." She spoke quietly to him.

"What's wrong?" I ask. She jumps and looks at me with wide eyes. She stammers before speaking.

"N-nothing! There's nothing wrong at all!" She said loudly trying to cover something up. I decided to not ask her. She'll tell me if its important.

"Oh, okay." I said as I lifted my eyebrow. "Come on Kuro, we have to see Sparkle-butt." I said. I really love that nickname. He meowed and jumped onto my shoulder and we both walked outfoxed the room. We were greeted by the sounds of the forest and the cool, leafy air.

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I started to hum a song that I heard from How I met your mother. It was the reason that I fell In love with Billy Joel's music. By the Time I walked over the bridge and into the town I was singing it to my self. "Whooooa! For the longest." I clicked my fingers as the people around started to sing with me, but I was too lost in the music.

"For the longest time!" Someone said as everyone else hummed "Whooooooa!"

"Tiiiime!" A random pony said.

"Whoooa! For the longest time." Me and someone else, Derpy surprisingly, joined in.

"If you said goodbye to me tonight,
Wooooh,
There would still be music left to write,
Ahhh."

Derpy decide to sing alone. "What else could I do?,
I'm so inspired by you,
That hasn't happened for the longest time."

"Once I though my innocence was gone." I jumped in.
"Now I know that happiness goes on."

"I'll take my chances." Derpy jumped in again. " I forgot how nice romance is,"

Everyone sung at once. " I haven't been that way for the longest time!,
Whooooa!
For the longest,
For the longest time!,
Tiiiime!,
Whooooa
For the longest."

I jumped in again. "I'm that voice your hearing in the hall,
And the greatest miracle of all."

Derpy, "is how I need you, and how you need me too."

Me and Derpy, "That hasn't happened for the longest time!"

"Maybe this won't last very long, but you feel so right and I could be wrong." I jumped in again. "Maybe I been hoping to hard, but I've gone this far and it's more than I can hope for,
How knows how much further we'll go on?
Maybe I'll be sorry when your gone.

"I'll take my chances, I for got how nice romance is,
I haven been there for the longest time!" She sung.

"I had second thoughts at the start, I said to my self hold on to your heart,
Now I know the women that you are, your wonderful so far,
And it's more than I hoped for."

Rainbow sprung out of nowhere and started to sing with us. And at this point I forgot about my stage fright and continued. "I don't care what consequence it brings,
I have been rightful for lesser things."

We all sung this last part together. "I want you so bad I think you aught to know that I intend to hold you for the longest time!"

"Whooooa!
For the longest,
For the longest tiiiime,
Whooooooa!,
For the longest time
Whoooooooa!,
For the longest time!,
Whooooa,
For the longest time."

I smiled as the song ended, I then started to notice the looks that the others were giving me and I started to hyperventalate, I backed up against the wall. Luckily it was the boutique and I bashed into the store and slammed the door with a bang. Rarity was startled by this and threw her tea in the air with a scream.

"Goodness! Silver, you startled...me. Are you okay?" She asked as I slid down and sat on the ground, shaking. She stood up and walked towards me, crouched and placed a hand on my shoulder. "Silver?"

"Huh, wuh? Oh! Uhh sorry, I just...hyperventilated I guess." I told her as I snapped out of my daze. She helped me to my feet and guided me to a seat, to which I sat on.

"Oh dear, just hold on a minute and I'll fix us some tea." She said with a smile. I was about to protest but she was already in the kitchen. Kuro jumped off of my shoulder and onto the table.

'Are you okay Silver?' He asked as he nuzzled me, trying to comfort me. "Yeah, I'm fine Kuro. I just don't like others staring at me like that, or crowds." I replied as I scratched behind his ears. He moaned and jumped onto my lap and laid down, drifting into a light snooze.

Rarity came back in with two cups of tea. The smell of freshly cut grass and lavender fills the room as she placed them on the table. She then sat down with me. I accepted the cup and pressed the edge to my lips before taking a sip of it. I didn't know what was in it, but it tasted great. It was like someone allowed me to smell every flower in the world and turned it into a flavour.

I sighed in bliss as I felt myself calm down. "Wow this tastes amazing!" I said to her as i gulped more of it down. She giggled and took a sip herself.

"I know, it's a tea from the Griffin kingdom. Can't for the life of me remember what it was called. Anyway, I'm glad that your calm again, it always Makes me calm." She said with a smile. We were like that for a while, making small talk and just chatting with each other.

"Well while I'm here, do you mind if you can make me some clothes? My ones are kinda dirty....And sweaty..And torn." I ask her. She nods and was about to ask me about something before I cut her off. "Before you say anything, no I don't want anything flashy, girly, and over all dress like. I hate dresses, which is something I need to talk to you about soon."

"Oh...well okay. But how did you know what I was about to say?" She said with an eyebrow arched.

"I know you. Now what I do want is a red T-shirt, black joggers with two orange stripes running down each leg and a white hoodie." She was about to protest but I gave her a look that said 'No.' She Humpf'ed and went to work.

An hour later and she came back with the clothes. She handed me them and I went behind a wall and changed into them. They fitted perfectly. I later reminded myself to ask her if she could make some bra's and more undergarments. I thanked her and walked out of her store and back into the open air. The town centre was busy with people left, right and centre.

I was about to head towards the library but I felt something. Something from the everfree forest. Taking my chances I broke into a sprint directly towards the forest. I didn't know what it was, but I had to look for myself. As I reached the tree line, I jumped onto a large branch and onto another and another, naruto style.

The feeling got stronger and stronger as the closer to the center I got. The forest was silent. As I let my tail out for better stability, I heard a ear piercing scream and I instantly knew it was the CMC. I ran across one of the branches and stopped. I looked across the area and saw them huddled together and pressed against a wall of dirt as large demons close in on them.

I ran along a large branch that led into the clearing and jumped off. I spun like spinzaku, took out my guns. Wait I have two guns? Bah, that doesn't matter. I landed on the ground and shot at one of large demon and watched as it blew up in black dust. They were all focused on me and Kuro. Kuro jumped off of me, turned into the larger form of himself and pounced at one of them, before getting smacked in the face and crushed into a wall.

"Kuro!" I shouted at him as he slid down to the ground unconscious. That pissed me off. I repeatedly fired at them and reloading as they ran out of ammunition. As the last one fell, and the last of my bullets where spent, I looked at the CMC. "You okay." I said as I slid the guns into their holsters. The nodded and was about to say something before I was grabbed by the waist. I was pulled upward to see a demon, larger than the rest and it began to crushe me under its strength. I felt my bones crack and break as I screamed in agony.

I had enough. My anger overloaded and I exploded in blue flame. I landed in front of the CMC as they looked at me with awe. I drew my blade and spun it in my hand. The demon tried to swipe at me, but I dodged and cut its fist off. I then charged at it with my blade at my side before I was close enough to do a vertical swipe. The cut in its side glowed blue before it dissolved in a black mist.

"Silver?" A familiar voice spoke. Her voice was as gentle as nature it's self. I turned to where the voice came from and stuttered in shock with my blade dropping on the ground as I recognised who it was.

"F-Fluttershy?"

Author's Notes:

If anything is wrong or misspelled please let me know. I did write this on my phone and it might of messed up a little

Uh-oh, part 2

Author's Notes:

There will be a point in this chapter where you might just want to facepalm. I don't know why I put it in there. Probably because I was bored, anyway I can't find my iPad so I won't be able to do any crossovers. And trust me, when I say lost... I mean lost. Like it would take five years to find again.

Well, this is awkward. Fluttershy stood ther in shock, my blade was on the ground and I was exposed in my 'true' form. I picked up my blade and sheathed it. As the flames around my body died out I took a step forward, only for her to step back. We stood in silence, her mortified look still present. "F-Fluttershy I can explain." I tried to calm her down, but she was havering none of it.

"E-explain what!? That you're the...the-"

"That I'm the daughter of Satan? Yes, it's true." The CMC walked up to me, smiles on their faces. One of them, Scootaloo, was literally jumping up and down with her wings buzzing like crazy.

"That was so awesome!" Scootaloo said.

"Ah, never seen like it!" AppleBloom exclaimed.

"I really like your flames!" Sweetiebelle said, her voice squeaking at the end.

"Thank goodness that your okay, but me and Shy need to talk." They nodded and backed away from us. I looked at Fluttershy. "Please, just listen to me." I asked her and stepped forward but she steped back, and slipped down a clif that was there. I ran after her, dolphin dived and grabbed her hand.

"Ahh! Let go!" She shouted as she dangled in the air. I looked down and noticed that it was a twenty-foot drop. I held onto her more tightly.

"Don't be a fool! If I let go you'll die! Wings or no wings!" I held out my left hand for her to grab. "Quickly, grab my hand!"

"N-no! You lied to me! I thought I could trust you! I thought you were my friend!" I felt her hand starting to slip. Time seemed to stop as I thought. 'Crap, what do I do?! I can't hold her any longer.'

"I know, and I am your friend! But can't you see why I kept this a secret?! Fluttershy, you're one of my best friends. You where there when I first got here! You where there whenever I need you! To be honest, your the first new friend in over three years that I trusted instantly. You opened my cold, dark heart, and because of you its slowly healing." I tried to reason with her as the CMC helped me to pull her up. I thrusted my arm out.

"I have done terrible things in my past, things I'm not proud of. Things that still haunt me today. But please, just trust me one more time." I pleaded, no begged. It was something I promised I would never do. But I had to. A tear fell from my eyes as Fluttershy looked up at me. Sensing the truth in my words ,and seeing my tears, she grabbed my other hand, right before the ground gave way.

Both me, Fluttershy and the CMC fell, screaming. "Gah! Hold onto me!" They gave no objections and grabbed me and I closed my eyes. I allowed my energy to pass through me and around me, it was a little trick I learned from Cleaver. It's kinda like Goku and his powers. Come to think of it I promised her to do the kam- I'll leave that for a later time.

I pushed the energy downwards, slowing our descent greatly. We neared the ground and we all landed on the ground, well all but me because as soon as I landed I fell to the ground and smashed my head off a rock knocking me out.

----{Third person}-----

Fluttershy stood there looking at Silvers bleeding head. She was shivering faster than Pinkie Pie when she feels a doozy. "Fluttershy! We have to do some thing!" Scootaloo exclaimed as she rushed to silvers side, lifting up her head. "Sweetiebelle, I need your jumper."

"Right," she said as she took off her purple jumper, folding it and placing it under Silvers head. Not before removing the rock however. Fluttershy snapped out of her trance and stuck her hand in her picked, rummaging around until she found what she was looking for. It was a small roll of bandages she always carried, just incase of emergencies, as well as cotton pads.

She placed the pads on Silvers wound, letting it absorb the blood running down. She then wrapped the bandages around her head, stopping the pads from falling off and to protect her head from further damage. "We have to get her to the hospital! The wound needs to be stitched." Fluttershy said as she lifted Silvers limp body and wrapped her right arm around her neck. As she did this Kuro began to wake up. He looked down to see everyone and jumped down to them.

'What happened?' He asked as he reached them, his two tails twitching as he jumped onto Fluttershys shoulder.

"Silvers hurt. Might be a Concussion, we need to get to the hospital immediately." She said as she dragged the unconscious body as she walked down the dirt path. As the further they got, the greenery of their surroundings became darker. The forest grew quiet and the wind stopped. Nothing in the forest made a single noise, making the ponies uneasy.

Hours passed and they still haven't found an exit out of this creepy forest. They abandoned walking because blood started to stain the outer cover of the bandages, which in turn made Fluttershy panic. The small party gasped as a giant paw slammed into the dirt. The ponies, and one cat demon, looked up and viewed the new creature. It had a body of a lion with large bat like wings and a scorpion tail. It also had a large ring of red fur around its neck. It was a manticore.

The ponies staggered back as the large beast took another step towards them before roaring at them. It's tail perked up and struck at them. Before it impaled anypony, they all jumped out of the way. But the caused Fluttershy to let go of Silver. Silver rolled over and land closer to the manticore. The beast growled before hitting her with its paw, causing audible cracking of bone.

"Silver!" Fluttershy called as she held out a hand to her. As the beast raised its tail a drop of venom seeped out of the tip of it and landed next to Silver. Her eyes fluttered open as the sharp needle like tip grew ever closer to her body.

---[silvers POV]---

You know what sucks? Having a splitting headache. You know what sucks more? Having a splitting headache and having a giant needle tail, thing coming at you at insane speeds. Luckily though, I was faster and dodged it, leaving it to impact the ground. I jumped back up onto my feet and took a quick survey. We where still in the forest, everyone seems to be okay and my head is bleeding. Like a lot.

"You guys okay?" I asked them and I sighed as they nodded. The big beast finally got his tail unstuck and roared at me as he charged. I jumped out the way again as it swiped its claws at me. Figuring that it was time to test out my new moves some more. So as it once again charged at me I supplied some energy and created a transparent clone of me as I jumped over the beast. It was one of my favourite techniques called the after image technique. It basically makes a copy of yourself to trick others. I remember when Blood cleaver first used it, heh gave me quite a scare I'll tell you that much.

I hovered behind the creature and said, "Surprise motherfucker," before I placed the bottom of my palms together, cupped them and pulled them back. "Kame!!" I pushed my arms forward and I let the energy that i was building up pass through me. "Hame!" With a final breath I shouted "HAAA!" At the top of my lungs as a ball of blue energy formed and released a large beam of destruction. I'll be honest, it did work......for about five seconds, which did as much damage as a FUCKING LAZER POINTER!

The beast turned to look at me out of annoyance, it then attacked me using its tail. The tip of the tail penetrated my left upper abdomen,piercing my lung and injecting its poison. My heart started to beat faster, as did my breathing. My eyes widened in shock as my vision blurred. I started to gasp for air as I coughed up blood. With my breathing unstable I lost all control over my legs and I started to fall backwards.

"Si..v..r!" What's happening?! I can't...keep my eyes open. With the small amount of strength I had left, I looked forward to where the agonising pain is, there was a medium sized hole where this, pus like liquid oozed out of. It was no doubtingly the venom that was coming out. My eyelids grew weaker as the veins around the wound turned black, as did my vision.

Man my life sucks.

Beep
Beep
Beep

The feeling of my body return to me as I start to feel numb. Not the kind that you just can't feel anything, but the kind of numb you would get if you spent three hours out side in winter and nothing but your undergarments.

Beep
BeEP
BEEP

My mind tries to recall what happen that lead up to this point, but so far all I have is a hazy blur. I remember Fluttershy catching me full demon. And I remember saving her from falling off the edge of the cliff.....and smashing my head open.

BEEP
BEEP
BE-

I hit the thing making that loud beeping sound and smile as I hear it fizzle and spark. But it was short lived as pain flared throughout my body and a sharp sting afterwards. "AHHHHHH! I scream. I quickly place a hand to where the pain originated from and looked down to see me covered head to toe in bandages. The one that hurt the most was under my left tit and I suddenly remember what transpired previously.

The beast, the failed Kamehameha, the venom everything that happened in the forest. Next to me a body stirred. I turned to the figure that was currently covered up in a blanket and I pulled the top down, revealing the pink hair Pegasus known as Fluttershy. Which reminds me. I spare a peek under the bed sheets the I only just now noticed and my tail was nowhere to be found. Luckily enough I felt it inside my jeans, joggers, whatever.

I sigh in relief and look around the room. It was pure white and smelled of antiseptics and other medical medicines. The machine that made the 'beep' sound was a heart rate monitor and a small desk was on the left side of the bed and it had a glass vase with multicoloured flowers in it.

The door on the right side of the room opened and a female earth pony steped in. She had a white coat with a pink mane and tail. She had a white doctors coat on and a stethoscope hung around her neck. "Oh! Hello. I didn't know you were awake." She said to me. I tried to talk to her, but all that came out was a painful, broken noise.

"Don't try to talk, the manticore poison was injected directly into your lungs. You're lucky Fluttershy bright you here in time, we weren't sure you would make it." She said before walking closer to me and prodding my bandages. I hissed in pain as the nerves in my body exploded. Not literally mind you, but still painfull. "Ah, yes. The neurotoxin is still there so you won't be able to do anything or a couple of weeks."

'well then, isn't that just wizard?!

No, it can't be.

Two weeks. Two goddamn weeks, and I still can't speak. Well l can speak but it hurts like a bitch. kuro can speak for me but its not the same. I suppose one good thing is that Fluttershy is still my friend. As I lay in the white cotton bed, i look outside to watch what's going on out there. There's decorations being set up, little games being built, and stands with treats on them. This could be only one thing.

Nightmare night was tonight.

And I don't even have a costume. Well, i gave Rarity a design for my costume, I just hope she finished it. Aw well, at least I'm getting out today. Kuro begins to purr as I scratch behind his ears. Most, if not all, my wounds have healed compleatly. Well...some of my bones are still either
broken or fractured but still. The door opens and my Pegasus friend steps into view. Her hair billowing like cherry blossoms in the air. Wait why am I thinking like this? Wait could I..? Nah, I can't be.

"Hey Silver," she said as she stepped closer. That ever present kindness flowing throughout the room. I look towards Kuro before makeing him answer.

'Hmm? Oh! Uhh, she said: Hi Fluttershy, what are you doing here?' Man I love telepathy. She smiled before helping me to my feet. "I'm here to take you home, Silver." She said before pulling one of my arm over her neck and helped me to some crutches. I have a cast around my leg, what else could I do? Just
so you know, its the right leg that is broken.

"Ach, ugh my...throat.. achf," I said in a strained voice as well as blood spurting out of my mouth. She gasped before wiping the leftover blood from around mouth.

"Shhh, your lung still hasn't fully healed. You shouldn't talk." I sighed as we walked out into the corridor. Like the room, clean and with the strong smell of medicens. With Kuro firmly perched on my shoulder we made our way down to the reception hall. The clanks of the metal part of the clutch echoed in the hall.

As we arrived to our destination we were greeted by lots of decorations, just like in the town. There where cobwebs, fake spiders, plastic pony skulls and everything in between. 'heh, just like home'. I thought as we stepped outside.

"Wait!" Someone called from the reception hall of the hospital. Nurse Red Heart ran out to catch up with us. As she reached us she spoke in a tired voice, she was also panting. "...don't...do much exercise when you get home. Just take it easy." She said after she caught her breath. "Come back in a week and ill remove your cast."

'Well first, no shit. And second, okay'. I asked Kuro to relay my thought, except the 'no shit' part, and went on our merry little way. As we walk back to the cottage I'll tell you what happened with my two weeks at the hospital.

Not much happened actually. Apparently after Fluttershy used the 'stare' on the 'manticore', skittles spotted me, Fluttershy and the CMC in the forest and managed to lift me out of the forest. She flew like lightning and created a 'sonic rainboom' just to get me help. It was touch and go from that point on, apparently I flatlined twice as they removed the venom from my blood stream and melded my bones with their magic. I spent three days after that in a coma like sleep before weakening up to see Fluttershys face.

She was so relived that I woke up as she was afraid that I never would. I asked Kuro to ask her why she ....uhh....wasn't freaking out and she said that I was her friend and friends stick together no matter what. She was a little jumpy though. Well being as I am a half demon with inhuman strength and speed, I could forgive her for that. Anyway, my friends came by and inspected my wounds. I was pretty much a livening mummy with all the bandages and casts on me.

Everyday, either Shy or our friends visited me while I was recovering, which was nice because I couldn't get through this with out at least one of them by my side. I sigh as I get a nostalgic feeling as I look around the town. "Is there something wrong, Silver?" Fluttershy asks as she looks at me.

'uhh, she said; yeah I'm fine, it just reminds me of home'. Kuro relays to her. Fluttershy being Fluttershy, she understood what he said before placing a hand on my shoulder.

"That's nice. You must feel homesick more than anything." She said. Her beautiful eyes staring into mine. My cheeks flushed all of a sudden and I looked away. 'What's wrong with me today?'

As we reached the little cottage, I took a deep, long breath of the warm air, allowing the strong smell of the earth and flowers around me. "Good to be home right?" She asked. I nodded as as coletar passed into my veiw. I was too at home to brush it away so I just walked by it. Shy opened the door to allow me to limp inside. Letting my tail slip out, I sat down on the couch and rested my leg on the stool. Relaxing, I put my arms behind my head and smiled.

"It's nice to see you all relaxed for a change." I was about ask Kuro to reply but a knock came from the door. I sighed and re-tucked my tail underneath my clothing. Fluttershy walked to the door and answered the door. "Oh. Hello rarity, how are you?" I glanced at the door and true to her words, rarity was there standing in the doorway, coat hanger in hand with a cover over the contents that hung over the hanger.

Rarity looked at me and beamed. "Silver my dear!" She ran up to me and hugged me and smiled. "I didn't know you got out today." She said as she released her grip on me. What's this? Happiness levels rising!?

"She got out not too long ago actually, but she can't speak, her lungs are still healing." I gave her a nod as I rubed my throat. Rarity stroked her chin with two fingers and hummed to her self. Then, she snapped her fingers and looked at me excitedly.

"Silver I had the prefect idea!" She said, stars sparkling in her eyes. She handed my costume over to Shy and motioned me to get up. I gave her a confused look but obliged and stood up, using my katana to stable my self. And yes I know I switch from calling it a sword to katana and back, get used to it! "Now just hold still. This won't be as good as twilights but I think it will help you a bit." Her horn lit up in its magical aura and closed her eyes. Suddenly the same bluish magic sarounded my throat. Then a burning pain erupted in said throat and slowly traveled down until it reached my punctured lung and then suddenly vanished.

"There." She said triumphantly and with a smile as she put her fists to her hips.

"What...did you do?" I asked, all the while clutching my burning throat.............wait what? "Wait, did I..? Oh my god I can talk again! Woooooooo!" I shouted, fist pumping into the air.

"Well don't talk to much, it may help the healing process but if you talk to much it could undo the magic." She warned me, which stopped my enthusiasm, like with a slege hammer. 'Well...shit.' I hung my head in sadness before smiling at rarity.

"Thanks anyway rarity, your the best!" I hugged her. She pulled back out of shock, but quickly returned the hug.

"Well, I have to go. I don't want sweetiebelle to set my boutique on fire....again. Uhh, I'll see you later I guess." Both me and Shy nodded and waved her good bye as she left, me holding onto Buttercup there. 'Hey, that suits Shy. Hmm, I'll have to ask her about that someday.'

I sat down, again and sighed. I let my tail out and let I hung over the armrest. Kuro pounced onto the fluffy end of my tail, but I removed it just in time. 'Hey, that gives me an idea'. I dangled my tail in front of kuros face and waited for him to pounce before I removed it.

"Would you like some tea?" My friend asked halfway between the living room and the kitchen. I smiled and nodded at her. She smiled back and walked into the kitchen. The sounds of cups clinking against each other and water being slowly boiled was heard shortly after. Being distracted, Kuro took that as an opportunity to pounce on my tail.

"GAHHH!" I screamed as I pulled my tail upward, pulling Kuro along with it. He just hung there as he bit onto my tail.

"Silver! What's wrong I heard you screa- pfthahahahaha!" Fluttershy began to laugh as she saw the scene before her.

"It's not funny! That really hurt." She giggled before crouching next to Kuro and spoke in a motherly voice.

"Kuro, please let go of Silvers tail." She said, her voice calm and tranquil. Kuro looked at Fluttershy, then at me. He nodded his head and let go of my tail. 'Sorry Silver'. He said in my head while he lowered his.

"It's okay Kuro. I did kinda tease you with it." He smiled and leaped onto my lap and lied down, purring. Fluttershy went back into the kitchen to retrieve the tea and returned with it and some biscuits. She placed the two cups down onto the table along with the plate of biscuits.

"So what are you going to dress up as?" She asked me before taking a sip of her tea. I took mine and drank deep into it, letting the mint flavoured liquid wash over my tongue.

"Not telling, it's a surprise." I said with a smile. She frowned and 'hmphed' as she crossed her arms. It was....kinda cute. "Oh don't be like that, you won't know who it is anyway."

"Okay." She said, a sad look across her face. The rest of that day was quite boring. Well, when your on the mend and can't move, that can happen a lot. Anyway, I asked if I could have a notebook or small journal do draw some doodles or some thing. She gave me a thick book that I could draw in and I set to work, drawing absols and other pokemon in it, even a sketch of Rin Okumura.

But time moves quickly and it was time to get changed. I unzipped the cover and smiled at its contents. The T-shirt was stripy with the collar turned up. On the left side was a long sleeve with a shoulder guard attached to it and a wolfs head Implanted on the closest part of where the chest would be. On the right side there was just a glove that just reached my elbow. There was a couple of leather straps that would fit all around my body and black trousers. Yep, that's right I was dressing up as cloud from Final Fantasy.

I quickly put it on and I'll be honest, I look pretty damn sexy. "Are you ready yet?" My friend called from out side of the room. I grabbed kurikara and hobbled over to the door before I opened it. Fluttershy was there dressed up in a black dress that was tattered in certain areas. Fake cobwebs lined her mane. Speaking of which her mane was bundled up, it was kinda like there where buns instead of a mane. Two fangs hung from her mouth, it didn't take me long to figure out that she was dressing up as a vampier. But if that was the case, then why was her nose bleeding.

"Uhh, Shy. You have a little something there." I pointed to her nose and she immediately wiped her nose with a cloth that she had in her pocket. "You okay there Flutters?" I asked, she just began to blush but she nodded anyway.

"I-I'm fine, let's go." I hesitantly nodded. As we walked out of her home, she told me what happened last time. Apparently she hid in her house all night because she was scared of the costumes. I laughed a little as she told me, which earned me 'The stare'. Which scared the shit out of me I'll tell you that. Little children ran to and fro from house to house, each time chanting, 'nightmare night, What a fright! Give us something sweet to bite!', which was pretty damn cute.

We met up with our friends after that. They where all dressed up in really funny, frightening, or just plain weird. Pinkie was dressed up as a zombie, her fur was black and slimy and both eyes are blood red and glowing. Applejack was dressed up as a scarecrow, skittles is dressed up as a cyborg, rarity dressed up as a skeleton and twilight was dressed up as Gandalf.....wait what?

"Wow you all look so cool! God I know who would love to see you like this." I said as I remember Steve liked costumes.

"And that pony silvy?" Pinkie asked. Her ever present smile stuck onto her face. I giggled before I answered.

"My friend, Steve. He was a nut job for costumes, we even grew up together in the orphanage." I smiled as I remembered him. "He even dressed up as a thief once." My little gang looked at each other with a face I couldn't pin point.

"Uhh, what did he look like?" She said in a nervous voice, which confused me greatly.

"Well, he has raven black hair, emerald green eyes and just a little bit taller than me. Oh and he was kinda muscly. Why?" I asked back.

"Uhh, no reason." Twilight said. Okay, now I'm really confused.

"Huh, well if he ever saw this, he would flip. Oh, skittles." I directed my attention to rainbow just to see her face, she really hates that nickname. "You should tell him about that time with the baseball bat, ha! Right off the nuts."

"Maybe you should tell him your self." Fluttershy said with a smile. I looked at her with a diverse look. She pointed behind me. I turned and saw something that stopped my heart dead. 'It can't be. I thought over and over again to my self, but the proof was there.

"Steve?"

Author's Notes:

*gasssssssssp* guess who's here!

No, Steve!

Pain. My leg flared with it. But I wouldn't stop. With kurikara attached to my side, I sprung into a sprint strait towards my long lost friend. (Play this while reading.) My muscles begged me to stop, but I continued. Tears leaked from my eyes as Steve ran towards me, arms stretched out. My friends cheered me on as I got closer. My cast cracked and with a last burst of speed I collided with him, toppling him over In a hug.

"Woah! Silver!" He said as I buried my face in his leather cloak, my tears staining the fabric. I began to sob on his chest and strengthened my grip on him, not letting go. "Hey." I looked up, tears dripping down my face. His right eye was blueish, reflecting my face off of its surface. His face slowly changed from a smile to a sad frown and hugged me back, even harder then I was doing, and placed his forehead on mine. "I missed you too."

That's it, the dam broke and a waterfall of tears poured out of my eyes. Our eye fluids mixed as I pushed my head forward. "N-never leave m-me ag-again!" My voice was broken and my emotions flew out of my words like bullets. Shakily gasping I continued, "promise me! Promise me you won't leave me again!" Unknowingly we stood up, still in each others embrace.

"I....I promise." I felt his hand on the back of my head, trying to comfort me. Tears where still flowing as we let go of each other, our eyes were red and puffy. "I won't leave you again." This my sound like a cheesy romance film, but it wasn't to me. He rubbed my tears away with a thumb and a smile, warming my heart a bit.

(You can stop playng it know)

"Aww, darling. That's such a sweet thing to say." Rarity said, as she and the rest caught up with us. All of them had a smile, such a thing that can warm a soul. Pinkie had the largest though. I wiped a tear away before I spoke up again.

"S-Steve these are my friends. Twilight Sparkle, Rarity, Pinkie pie, Applejack, Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy." They all either nodded or said hi as their names where called out. "Girls, this is my bestist friend, Steve."

"Hey." He said with a wave and a smile. They all snaked there hands. "So..you're all.." He began, 'oh god, here it comes'. He scratched his head before continuing. "Anthropomorphics," I facepalmed, did he really just ask that? I swear I'm going to punch him.

"Yes, yes there anthros, just shut it!" He took on a hurt look, "oh nnnngh" I stuck my tongue at him, but he just laughed.

"Wait I don't get it, first you were crying and now you two are arguing? What's the deal with that?" Skittles said. God I love that nickname. We looked at each other and shrugged.

"We're like brother and sister, this kind of stuff if normal to us. Anyway, you guys mind if we talk alone for a bit?" They shook their heads. "Thanks girls, I owe you one!" They all separated and went to do there own things. Me and Steve decided to walk down a dirt path that led into a little park. Trees where placed in seemingly random places, fish jumped in and out of a pond as the moon was reflected off said pond.

"Okay this is bugging me, da fuck happend to you?" He said once he was sure we where alone....for some reason. I looked at my self before answering.

"Oh, I got in a fight with a manticore." He stoped walking and just stared at me with a wide jaw and a look that said: 'Jesus, Mary and Joseph!'......yeah, I've seen the abridged version of Blue Exorcist. "What? It was no biggie."

"No 'biggie'? No 'Biggie'!? Jane what were you thinking!" Jane? He only uses my real name when he's worried about me. "Those beasts are massive. And the way they portray em in the Greek books, you should be dead right now!" I sighed and pulled out my tail once I knew that no one was looking.

"Steve, I'm a half demon now. I am more than capable of protecting my self." The look on his face was priceless. "And I can do the kamehameha wave too. Well......I can kind of do it."

"Woah woah woah, you are a half demon now? And you can do the kamehameha wave?" I only nodded in response. "Fuck man, wait does anyone know that you're a...."

"Only Fluttershy, but we're still friends. Anyway, enough about me, how did you get here?" I asked, tucking my tail back in.

"Well...."

-----[two weeks and three days ago]------
-----[Earth, comic-con]------

"Hey James, did you see Silver anywhere?" Steve asked as he caught up to James. Steve's hood was pulled down. As was his face mask. More and more people have arrived at comic-con. Even one guy dressed up as Venom.

"No, I thought she was with you." James replied as he sat down on a table before brushing his black hair out of his face. His blue eyes scanned over the area, looking for any trace of their friend silver. But no such luck was given. "Aw well. She'll turn up eventually. Anyway, what did you buy Steve?" He asked Him.

"Not much. I bought a ring from the Thief game, some plastic arrows but I haven't seen any bows around yet, and I bought a silver necklace with a sapphire gem in it." He pulled the chain out and a sapphire with silver around it came out. The sapphire was long and tipped at he end, almost like a triangle.

"Nice!" James jumped down from the table. "I haven't bought anything yet so I'll see you later!" He walked off in a random direction, as did Steve. He passed a couple of stores and booths and decided to grab a drink. After he bought it, he continued on his way before stopping. He looked to his left and saw a perfect replica of the bow that Garrett used. Seeing as he didn't have one, and he needed to get one to compleat his costume, so with a confident stride he walked over to the small shop.

"Hey, how much does that cost?" He asked while pointing at the bow. The store owner looked at Steve before looking at the bow. With a smile, he returned his gaze over to Steve.

"Oh? That thing there?" He asked and Steve nodded. Steve took a note of other things that was in it. There was and empty case meant to hold a....katana? And a small hook on the side of the wall. "It would be one-thirty."

'one-thirty! Jesus Christ!' He thought to him self. "Meh, I'll take it." Fumbling around in his pocket, his hand brushed over his wallet and Silvers phone. 'oh right, I should give this to her the next time I see her.' He pulled out the wallet, pulled out one hundred and thirty dollars, and handed the money over to the merchant.

"Thank you." He said as he passed over the bow. "And enjoy your new life......Garrett." He said after Steve placed the bow on a metallic hook on his back.

"Huh? Wait, what did you say?" Steve asked as he looked at he merchant, confused. He only saw the strange man grinning before a flash of White light consumed him and all went dark.

-----[Present day]------
-----[Equestria]------

"Wow, it sounds like you where at the same store....booth...thing that I was at." I said after he finished explaining.

"Yeah, I spent the next two weeks in a space like environment, touched down a few days ago as well. Oh! Right I forgot about that." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a phone. More specifically, my phone. He handed over the phone and headphones.

"Ahh, I was wandering if I'd ever see this again." I said with a smile before placing it in my own pocket. "Thanks by the way. I owe you for this." I thanked him again and continued walking. Kurikara was rocking back and forth on my side as we continued to walk.

I was happy. I haven't felt his good in ages. Flowers passed by us and Steve decided to stop and look at it. I couldn't see what type of flower that he was looking at because his fat ass is in the way! "Close your eyes." Wait what? I gave him a bemused look but complied any way. His foot steps crunched the gravely, dirt path before he brushed the hair in my face behind one ear, and placed the flower it the other. "Okay open them, and look at the pond." Oh yeah that reminds me, it's a huge fucking pond.

I gasped in pure surprise as I looked at the flower. It was a rose. A blood red rose with white inner petals. It was absolutely, breath taking. (I couldn't find a picture that FimFiction would allow me to post.)

I sighed and shook my head. "Always one for romance." I said with a smile. He blushed and looked away. "Aaaaaand always the nervous one. You really need help with that." He shook his head with a flabbergasted look.

"How. Dare. You!" He gave me an accusing look before we broke into laughter. "H-hey Silver? You remember back in the orphanage, we had to help this old lady. You know, help wash n' stuff." I smiled as I recalled the memory and if I knew what he was about to say....well....I have to prepare. "And we said, at once."

"Fuck this shit, I'm out!" We both said as we broke into another laughing fit.

(Play)
He was cut short as a magical ball hit him in the back, sending him into the water. "Steve!" I shouted. I froze as the lake suddenly...well...froze, with him still under. 'Crap! He can't swim!' I turned around to see who did it. A unicorn, coat as white as snow, mane as bright as Amber. And eyes red like blood.

"Haha! I did it! I stopped a villain. And all by my self as well!" He shouted in glee as he literary jumped up and down like a damn kangaroo. My body ignited into flames and I sent a blast of the stuff at him, knocking him out cold. I rushed to the lake and started to scratch away at it. It was proven useless so I looked around for something to break into it.

"Hold on!" I shouted. Looking around the place I fixed my gaze onto a pickaxe on the ground before the lake. Steve was banging on the ice, bubbles of air coming out of his mouth as he screamed. "Steve!" I rushed to the ground next to the lake and picked up the pickaxe. I rushed back to him and fell to my knees. "Hang on Steve, I'll get you out!"

I pounded at the ice with the axe. Small cracks. That was it. Other ponies gathered around as my shouting could be heard from he town. My little band of friends rushed to the edge of the lake. Twilight, having done something with her magic, shouted across something. "Silver! That's enchanted ice! Nothing can break through!" I just ignored her, my friend was under there goddammit! Skittles flew across the lake and grabbed me.

"Silver! You have to stop!" I ignored her and struggled to get loose from her grip. "I know, I know. It's hard. But he's a goner, nothing can shatter that ice." Anger swelled up in the very core of my body. I threw my head backward and it connected with her nose, braking it. She fell to the ground, howling in pain. I fell to my hands and knees over Steve's slowly sinking body, his eyes fluttering as he fought to stay couscous.

"No. NO STEVE!" I began to punch at the ice. Over and over again I punched and scratched at it. The only result was cuts and bruises appearing all over my hand, making it painful each time I tried to break my friend free, but it was to no avail. With my hands shaking with adrenalin and pain, I looked down. Only to see my friend hit the bottom of the lake. "STEVE!" With one final punch I broke through the ice, shocking many that was watching. My hand stung from the icy water, and with my power, I spread my blue flames underneath the ice, completely shattering it.

I sprung into action and jumped in. My phone slipped out of my pocket and landed on the ground, but I didn't care. All I cared about was saving my friend. I rapidly swung my arms, reaching deeper and deeper. As I reached him, I pressed my mouth against his and blew air into his lungs. He woke up slightly. Enough to close his mouth and hold the air in.

I planted my feet onto the ground and pushed upward. Given my demonic strength, I reached quite far, but not far enough. Thinking quickly, I pressed the heels of me feet against one another. 'I hope this works.' I slightly separated my feet. "Kame-Hame." I willed my strength and energy towards my feet and, for experimental uses, my power. What resulted was a giant push of speed, launching me completely out of the water and ten foot into the air.

As I eventual landed, I placed my friend to the side of me clutched his hand in mine. With tears falling like waterfalls, I pushed my flames down him, hopping to warm him. "Hang on, just hang on Steve." Pushing a wet lock of hair out of my face, I tried to comfort him.

He shook like he just saw the worst nightmare in his life. "H-h-hey, S-Silver? You....remember when we were young? Y-you couldn't sleep with out a nightlight. Even if me n' James where there with you."

"Heh, I used to be sooo afraid of the dark." A smile formed on both of our faces. But then his eyes started to close. "No. No! Don't leave me. Don't leave me again! We already lost Lucy, I can't lose you!" I held his hand tighter to stop him from closing his eyes.

"But now look at you. Your no longer afraid. Your no longer cowering away in a corner, trying yo hide from every one. You've grown into someone so strong that journal actually fought back and helped others. You even helped me....so don't...ruin it for yourself.....don't...go...back...to who you....once...where." With that, he closed his eyes....for the very last time.

"No..NO STEVE! You promised!" I held his body and sobbed into him as he lay limp in my arms. Fluttershy walked down and placed a hand on my shoulder.

"STEVE!"

Author's Notes:

This was hard for me to write. Since I actually knew a friend, called Lucy, that died. I hope you enjoyed this...I'm just gonna cry for a bit.

Therapy

"Girls, I'm worried about Silver." Fluttershy said as she sat down. She and everypony else are in sugar cube corner, sipping their drinks and eating the crunchy goodness that is a pastry. They looked at her with consern.

"Darling, no offence but her best friend died in her arms a week ago, of course she going to act strange." Rarity said as she placed a hand on her shoulder. Fluttershy sighed before looking down, depressed.

"That's not the only thing though. She barely leaves her room, barely eats and hardly washed. It's like she doesn't care about anything anymore. And when I walked passed her room earlier today, it smelled distinctly of a coppery/metallic tinge." That made the girls stop what they were doing and made them look at Fluttershy with shock and horror, especially Rainbow Dash.

"Girls, you don't think that she..." Twilight didn't even have to finish her sentence. Judging by the look that the other five were giving, they all thought the same thing. "Uh-oh, we better get to Fluttershy's. I'll teleport us there." As everypony nodded, Twilight charged up her magic. The tip of her horn glowed a beautiful amethyst before flashing a bright white. As everyone adjusted to their surroundings, they all looked at the staircase before walking up it.

As they stood in front of Silvers door, true to her word, the stench of rusted metal seeped through underneath the door. Twilight gave a quick glance to her friends before knocking on her door. "Hello, Silver? Can you hear me?" A weak groan was all that she replied. Twilight jiggled the handle of the door, quickly finding out that it was locked. "Okay I'm going to unlock the door now."

The keyhole adopted a amethyst colour before disappearing, signalling to the ponies that it unlocked. The first thing that greeted them was a much stronger stench of blood, causing some of the ponies to recoil in disgust as they tried to hold in there vomit. The second thing was the figure of Silver sitting hunched over in the corner, blood streaming from the cuts on her wrist, pieces of glass scattered over he floor and the longest ones was the closest to silver. Those shards of glass had blood stains, as does the floor and some of the walls. All of them leading from the bathroom.

"Oh my Celestia!" All of them said in union as they looked on at the horror scene before them. Fluttershy rushed over to Silver and grabbed her by the shoulders and proceeded to shake her violently. After she didn't respond, fluttershy's heart stoped for a moment as she looked at the blood flowing from he cuts. She took notice of he dried up blood on her clothes.

"Twlilght! You have to teleport us to the hospital, she isn't responding to anything." She begged her friend as she lifted Silvers limp form, an arm around her shoulder and blood staining her fur and clothes. She nodded and charged up her teleportation spell and in a flash of light, they appeared in the main hall of the hospital. "We need help!" Fluttershy cried. A mare known as nurse RedHeart quickly rushed up to them.

"Oh dear, not again." Nurse RedHeart took Silver in her arms and rushed into the emergency ward. "We may need some blood, can somepony go to the storage and retrieve a pack of AB!"

"On it!" Another doctor shouted as he rushed away somewhere.

"Wait, 'not again'? You mean she's done this before?!" Rainbow shouted as the doctors began to stitch up Silvers wounds.

"Yeah, she cut herself before. No three days ago she arrived with light cuts on her wrists. When I asked her why she did it, all she did was look down. The cuts themselves weren't all that deep as well, like she didn't want to do it anymore." The doctors rubbed the now stitched cuts with liquid antibody's and wrapped the bandages around them. Blood lightly stained the wrappings. Not enough to be worried about at the moment. However, the doctors had to remove shards of glass from her left fist and wrap that hand completely, leaving only the fingers so at she could move them easily.

"I have the bag." The doctor returned with a packet containing the blood.

"Thanks." RedHeart hooked the bag onto the stand, connected a tube onto the bag that ended with a thin needle. "The reason we didn't say anything," she started explain as she stuck the needle into one of Silvers visible veins, "was because she asked us not to. She even threatened to kill us if we did." Fluttershy sat down in the chair next to Silvers bed, tears streaming down her face. "With this much blood loss, she might not make it through the night." Fluttershy buried her face into Silvers clothes as she sobbed and cried into her.

"Why?" She choked. "Why did you do it Silver?" She sniffled and buried her face in more. "Why didn't you talk to us or....or something!?" She pleaded as she struck the bed with her fist. "Why!?" She lifted her head slightly when a hand was placed on her shoulder. As she looked to her left, she spotted Rainbow, tears trickling down her face.

"Maybe becuse she felt that she couldn't talk to us about it. Thinking that she had to face it alone and not knowing that she had friends that cared about her. The whole 'lone wolf' thing." She said as she wiped away her tears. "The only way we can get our answers is to wait until she wakes." They all nodded and walked out into the reception, exept for Fluttershy. She placed her head on Silvers leg and looked up at her.

Hours passed and fluttershy fell asleep while still on Silvers leg. The sun was mid-way and rays of sunlight crept into the room. As the rays cascaded onto Silvers face that woke her up slightly. "Huh?"

[silvers pov]

I didn't know where I was. I felt the heat and weight of something on my leg. Looking down I saw Fluttershy laying her head over said leg. Her eyes were red and puffy. Fur was matted down around her eyes and cheeks and blood was caked onto her clothing and fur. Her mane messy and strands lying everywhere. I was curious was to what was happening, but suddenly memories rushed into my brain.

{flashback}

I was in the bathroom crying. I was kneeling on the ground with my head pressed against the edge of he sink. Tears fell freely from my eyes and onto the floor with no signs of stoping. "I'm useless." I banged my head on the sink, over and over again. "I'm weak." I stood up and looked at my reflection on the mirror. "I couldn't even save my friend. So what use am I?"

You should kill yourself.

"I should just kill myself, end my life so no one else suffers because of me." I looked into my own eyes. "But I tried it before and I couldn't go through with it."

But why live in a world where you are week. Where you cause others pain and where you will accomplish nothing?

"Shut up." I said to no one as I clutched my head. "Just, shut up!"

You scream and scream, but no one can hear you. No one cares about you. I looked back up and saw not only my reflection, but my father. My first every father other that Peter at the orphanage. I don't care about you.

"SHUT YOUR GODDAMN MOUTH!" I shouted to the heavens as I punched the he mirror with my left fist, sending shards of glass everywhere. "Just......shut up." Picking up a long shard of glass, I placed it onto my wrist and slit it. Blood poured from the wound like a fountain. I placed that same pice of glass onto my other wrist and did the same with the same results. I reached up and grabbed the edge of the sink and pulled my self up. "There you....happy?" My face was already pale. I began to sake slightly and fell to the ground, blood pooling around me.

I could barely keep my eyes open. I started to crawl on the ground, leavening streaks of blood along the floor. Shards of glass clung to my clothes and dug into me. As I reached the door frame, I grabbed it and pulled myself back up, leavening bloody hand prints as I went. The same happened along the walls as I leaned on them to aid me in walking.

I once again fell to my to the ground and I crawled over to a corner and turned around until I could sit down. I leaned in the crevasse of the corner and watched as my blood poured onto my leg. I felt my eyes getting heavy. "Maybe...........I could close my eyes.........just for.....a.......while." Then, the world grew dark.

[End of flashback]

Blinking, I lifted up my hand from the back of Fluttershy's head and looked at the wrappings stained with my blood. The sudden heat that was taken away from fluttershy's head must of woken her up because she moved her head to the side and cracked open an eye. Her eye slowly dragged it's up to look at my body, eventually it landed on my face.

"Silver!" She shouted as she pulled me into a hug, tears streaming down her face. I jumped in surprise at the sudden contact of her. "Why?! Why did you try and kill yourself?!" She grabed the collar of my shirt and looked into my eyes.

All I did was look to the ground. The door opened and my other friends walked in, wonderng what all the shouting was about. As soon as the looked at me though, their eyes widened and they rushed over to me. "Silver, why did you cut yourself?" Rainbow asked as fluttershy's grip loosened. I was silent, not looking a single one of them in the eyes. "Can everypony leave. I have something to say to Silver." They were confused, but walked out none the less.

"I know how you feel." She began, provoking a gasp from me. "I know how, your gonna hate me for saying this, how you feel weak. Useless. That everypony would feel better if you'd just die." I tilted my head down. It was the truth. "But your wrong. Your not weak. Your not useless! Everypony wants you to live, not die. You nearly broke Shy's heart because of the little stunt you pulled." I looked at her in surprise. "And I know because I did the exact thing you did." 'She cut her self before?'

"And that's why I, we are getting therapy for you. And you can't say a damn thing you hear? You're not gonna back down." knowing my defeat, I sighed and nodded. I pulled out the needle and got out of bed. Wordlessly, I pulled on my hoodie and walked out with Skittles. All eyes were on me as I walked down the hall. My friends formed up behind me. Some doctors told us where to go and we walked down a corridor before stoping at a large door. My friends walked into a different door next to the big one.

As I entered the room I noticed that it was all white walls, a wooden floor, flowers on the window sills. There was three chairs all together, one was behind a large mahogany desk, a long one meant for someone to lie down on and one In front of that. So, I lied down on the long one and awaited who ever was going to 'help' me.

{in the room next door}

Everypony was gathered in a grey room. A one-way mirror was overlooking the room that currently held Silver. The door re-opened and a brown stallion unicorn stepped in before re-closing the door. "Hello everypony, names Dr. Ironmind. And I see that my patient is already lying down so I'll keep it brief. I'm going to try and, well, break her mind. Make her open up to me and release her emotions." He began. "Now, this might take a bit of time so if you want to leave you can." Nopony decided to leave. "Very well, I'll go in and see her now."

{back with silver}

The door opened and I sat back up. "No need to get up Silver. You can lie back down if you wish." The unicorn said. He walked over to his desk, removed his white coat and hooked it on a peg. "Sorry I was late, had a few errands to do."

"It's alright doctor." I said solemnly as I laid back down, starring at the bright white celling above me with barely any emotion showing. He walked over to the chair across from me and sat down. "Can we just get this over with?"

"Alright then. And you can call me Ironmind if you wish." He scratched the back of his head before continuing. "Well then, when your friends found you in Fluttershy's house bleeding, and after you recovered, they decided to contact me about the way you where acting." He lifted up a clipboard. "Now it says you've been here before from cutting yourself from, depression was it?" I nodded my head. "What where you suffering from? What happened."

"Wouldn't you like to know." I said bitterly as I looked away from him.

"Now, now. There's no need to be like that, just tell me what happened." I sighed and got up and walked to the window, viewing ponyville. "Just take me to the beginning."

"The beginning..." I said to my self while I looked down. "It was sixteen years ago when I first met him, my friend that died. I was walking back to the orphanage after I found out that my...father," I strained my voice when I spoke of that pig, "my first father was murdered. A total of fifteen stab wounds all over his body. I didn't know who did it, but I couldn't care. I hated that bastard till he day he died. Anyways I was walking back to the orphanage when three big teens stepped up to me."

It was as though I was there again, a little girl again. "Well, well, well. Look what he have here boys." One of the teens said. They were all dressed up in hoodies that hid there faces. The one that spoke wore a red hoodie, while the two boys had blue ones. I held my arm out of nervousness as they came closer.

"Mmmmm, your right what do we have? A nice young girl just begging to be touched." My eyes widened. Was he? Oh god, he is! My eyes shrunk to pinpricks as I backed away slightly. I could barely see their faces, but I could see their evil smiles as they stepped closer to me.

"Hey! Leave her alone!" I heard a boy shout from a distance. Suddenly, the same boy stood I front of me. Arms stretched out protectively. The boy wore a small stripy shirt and blue jeans.

"Well well looks like we have a tough guy. Let's show him a few things." The teens suddenly lunged at him, arms blazing. I couldn't believe it, not only did he challenge others bigger that him, but is winning against them. It wasn't long before the others made a break for it. "Shit! Let's get out of here!"

The boy then turned to me with a smile and bruises on his body. "Hi! I'm Steve, nice to meet you." He said as he smiled and stuck out his hand. I was taken back, but I accepted it and we shook hands.

"Silver."

I smiled at the memory, but I then frowned later on. "He protected me even though he didn't know who I was, but I couldn't protect him. It was my fault. My fault that he died." I pressed my head against the glass. "After he died, my own thoughts started to turn on me. Telling me to kill myself, to end it then and now. But I wouldn't listen. Then earlier today, I finally gave in. And the last thing I saw before smashing that mirror in my room was my father."

"Silver, your lying about something." He said.

"Huh?"

"You didn't find your father dead, did you?" I didn't answer. "In fact you where there the day he was killed." How did he know? Tears started to form under my eyes as I suddenly started to remember what he did to me. 'Where are all these memory's coming from?!'

"What? You think that I wanted to witness that?" I asked him as I wiped away my tears.

"No, I don't think that. I know that." I gasped slightly and looked at him from the corner of my eye. "I know that you killed him." That's it, the dam broke.

"It.....it WASN'T MY CHOICE!" I shouted at him as I turned. "You don't know what he put me through! The beatings, the loneliness I felt as I was locked away in my room with absolutely nothing to do! The things he did to me. That shouldn't have happened to anyone! Not me, not you, no one!" I sniffled as I wiped away my tears.

"I'm not blaming you, Silver. But maybe the reason you saw your 'father' is because that's the part of you that you hate. It's the part of you that was given form of him because of your doubts. It's the part of your self that you fear, the part that you locked deep down in your subconscious. It's the hatred that you built up for yourself when you were weak."

"What are you saying doc?" I asked

"Silver, you need that hatred. Otherwise, your just going to end up here again. I guess you need to accept your farther. Because that's the part of you that you need to drive your self."

"So your saying that I'm.....that I have to..be..my father?" Memories flashed through my head. "Gah!" I fell to one knee.

"Silver!" The doc said as he rushed to my side.

"No! I won't, I won't believe that! Your just a lier!" I pushed him away with a punch.

"You wanted to protect your friends, to protect yourself." He started.

"No." I said disbelievingly.

"But he pushed you down and made a fool out of you. He told you that you were too weak, that you where nothing."

"No, just....just shut up." I backed away from him.

"Don't you see? That part of you. Your father, your hatred, is the part of you that was, and still is, trying to do good for the rest of the world. The part of you that is willing to sacrifice yourself for others. That part that makes you what you are today. Because, what I see is a person that has so much hatred and anger in you that could explode at any moment and yet, you hold it back. You hold your self back."

"But that part is what caused my best friend to die. It was because of me. It was that, that.."

"It was that part that is in us all. That survival instinct. You can still be a protector." He took a step closer to me.

"No, I can't. If I try, then others will just get hurt because of me."

"If you can save Steve from drowning, then isn't anything possible?"

"Stop it!"

"Silver, it wasn't your fault." He took another step closer to me.

"It was!"

"No Silver you don't understand, it wasn't your fault." He took another step.

"It was."

"Silver," I started to cry, "it's not your fault." He stepped closer.

"Stop it."

He stepped closer and closer. "It's not your fault."

"I said stop it! Get away from me!" I shouted, knowing at he was mere inches away from me.

"Silver, it's not your fault." I finally caved in and fell onto his shoulders.

"I tried so hard! And yet he died in my arms!"

"It's okay Silver." He comforted me as he hugged me. Rubbing my back in circular motions.

"Oh, god! Wwwhhyyy!" I held him with all my strength, being mindful not to crush him.

"It's okay, it's alright now. It's over, for good." I continued to cry in his shoulders as I became limp in his hold, not wanting to move. "There's nothing to be afraid of, shh, shh, it okay now."

Author's Notes:

I kept thinking the song Demons by Imagine Dragons while writing this chapter. Don't know why though. I'm not surprised if you found some parts confusing, it was just a thing in my head that I wanted to get out.

Anger

Author's Notes:

Wow, you guys must hate me for not updating in a while. Anyway, I'll make it up to you guys by making the next chapter longer. Speaking of which, the next chapter is going to be the GGG (grand galloping gala) where someone you all love will be there. No, not Blueblood. Someone else, someone with green hair. Hope you enjoy this chapter :3.

https://m.soundcloud.com/emforay/hang-in-there (listen)

Standing in front of Steve's grave, I let the rain soak my hair. Streams of it flowing down my face. I shiver as a chilly wave of wind pass all the way from my neck to the tip of my tail. My friends and everyone in the town gathered behind me, crowding around the food decorated table. They've been treating me like this ever since I came back from the hospital. Treating me like fragile glass, like just one touch would shatter me.

Gently, I stroked a finger across my bandages. My hair dangling in front of my face. The only thing not on my face is tears. I don't know why, but nothing came out. Tracing my hand over the granite gravestone. I felt like i was being watched. Like a spiritual pull in the depths of my soul. Listen to me rambling on like this. But I knew one feeling, and the others could feel it too. Anger. A burning hatred flaring in my heart.

My fists clenched. "Steve. Your my best friend, man. The only one that fully understood me. We went through do much together. I'm so sorry." I began to sob. Tears fell from my eyes as pain twanged in my heart. "I'm so sorry that I left you behind." I fell to my knees, mud staining my jeans. "It's my fault!"

Twilight walked up behind me and placed a hand on my shoulder. "Its alright, it isn't your fault." I pushed her hand away.

"It is!" I looked at her, a mixture of anger and sadness filling up my eyes. "I left him, I could have saved him." I rested my head against his gravestone. "I'm going to kill him. I'm going to kill that bastard!" I smashed my fist against the granite, small cracks spreading across the surface.

"Killing somepony isn't right. I can understand it with you and your.....father, but......it just isn't right." I stood up. My eyes hidden behind my hair as I turned to her. I grabbed her by her shirt, threw her against a statue and pined her there.

"'killing somebody isn't right?'" I said in a strained voice, holding back the anger. "Killing isn't right!? Well if it wasn't, why did that bastard kill the only brother like figure that I had ever had!? Why did he have to die and not him!? How would you feel if your brother was murdered and no one did a damn thing about it!!?"

I released her and placed my forehead on her shoulder. "I'm sorry Twi. I didn't mean it." I felt her place a hand on the back of my head, stroking my hair slightly.

"It's okay, and I'm sorry too." I backed up from her and started to walk away.

(Stop)

"I'm going to take a walk, I'll see ya later." She nodded and met back up with the gang. I walked around the town, the ponies giving me sad eyes for what I've been through. With my sword clinking against my back and pistols in there holsters, I looked for a place to calm down.

I walked back to the lake. The lake where he died. Ice still clung to the edges of the lake. I sat on the bench close the edge and sighed. Why did it have to happen? He was here barely an hour, and poof, dead. I felt anger, yet again. Towards my self, to everyone around me. And most importantly, anger towards, him .

I may have to pay someone a visit

"Why am I even here!?" The white unicorn stallion shouted as he griped the steel bars, a magical yellow ring was clipped onto his horn as he glared at the Gardpony. "I did ponyville a favour by killing him! He was the one that stole that gem!"

"No, what you did was just plain murder. Your lucky the warden from the dungeon hasn't come by yet otherwise she would of hauled your sorry behind strait to Canterlot." From the the sounds of it in the jail cells, the two were arguing. The receptionist pony was at the front desk, writing on a typewriter he had armour covering most of his body. The only thing that was visible was his head. He had a light golden coat and a white mane, shaped into a punk rocker-ish look.

He looked up from the typewriter and at me. "You want in?" I nodded, he wrote a few more words onto the paper in the typewriter and with out looking back at me, "Put your weapons on to the desk and go in."

'That was more simple than I thought it would be.' I thought to my self as I did as he asked. I placed my pistols and my sword onto the desk and walked towards the closed doors of the holding cells. A soft buzz echoed and the door clunked open. 'Its not like I need a weapon to kill.' I thought to my self as I walked in.

The two stopped there arguing and looked at me. "Ah, you must be that Silver that I have been hearing about. Name's Bluestone and I was just leaving." We shook each others hands. He pulled me in and moved his muzzle to my ear. "By the way, I know what you are. I've seen half demons before." My eyes widened and my breath stopped. "Don't worry. I know your different then other demons. I won't tell anyone." he placed a set of keys into my hands and with out anything else said, he left us alone, but not before poking his head back in. "Oh and one more thing. There's now a silent enchantment on this room. Your welcome." And with that, his head disappeared.

"What does he think you'll do? Nag me to death like every other mare on this damn planet. What? It's bad enough that you all are get jobs, but now there is mares that could 'kill?' Bah, all you mares a useless an-" I stopped him and pulled him against the bars, smacking his head off the metal bars.

"Oh, that is so not cool. First you kill one of my best friends, but I now know that your a fucking sexist person!" I shouted at him. I threw him against the back wall, cracking the bricks slightly. I opened the the door and walked in, closing and locking it. He stood up and cracked his neck.

"I don't want to do this little filly, but you asked for it!" He swung a punch at me. Quickly grabbing his fist, I kneed him in the stomach and flung him to the bars, cracking his head against yet again. I punched him in the face as he turned back around, breaking his nose. He tried punching me again, only to be blocked by my forearm. I repeatedly punched him in the gut, using every drop of my strength. He stumbled backward, blood dripping from his lips. Taking advantage of the situation, I thrusted my right leg out, striking his throat and pinned him to the wall.

"Was it worth it?" I started as I clenched my fists. "Was it worth it to kill one of my best friends!?" I looked strait into his eyes. "Steve was the only one from my childhood that was like a brother to me, and you took him away." Tears fell from my eyes and dripped onto the ground below. "He protected me from so many things, from so many people that tried to hurt me. And you took him away!" My demon form burst through to the surface like a pencil through wet tissue paper. I glared at him as he looked like he shat him self. "He grew up with me, he laughed with me, hell, we even ate together, and now that's never going to happen again!" I began to choke him with my foot. He gasped for air as he clawed at my foot. "Now I'm going to do the same," (close up of Silvers right eye) my iris of both eyes split and grew jagged and my pupil grew slitted, "TO YOU!"

"Silver stop!" A cold hand was placed on my right shoulder. I gasped at the sudden cold touch, but....it's a calming touch none the less. I looked to the direction the voice came from, my eyes widening and pupils shrinking as I realised who it was.

"S-Steve?" He was a pale blue, clothes and skin n'all. I...I was speachless, stuttering I moved my hand forward, his hand meeting half way. Our fingers intertwined, that's when I knew for sure. My flames disbursed as I lifted my hand to my mouth.

"Don't kill him, Silver." He said as he smiled at me. My eyebrows angled downwards as my burning anger rises again. How could he say that!? This bastard killed him!!

"Why not! He killed you!" I strengthened the force of my legs, crushing his air passage. "This bastard should die, he deserves it!"

"Silver, this isn't you! I know the real you, don't let your power consume you!" He tried to reason with me. "What was that saying, "you either die a hero, or you live long enough to become the villain"? Don't become the villain, Silver."

"I don't care if I becom a villain, I just want revenge!" The unicorn's face started to become blue. Smiling, I increased the pressure on his neck.

"Damit Silver! Get a hold of your self!" He pulled me away from the unicorn. The unicorn in question fell to his knees breathing deeply. Steve grabbed my shoulders and looked directly in my eyes. "I don't want to lose another friend, not since Lucy. If you kill him, you become like him. You'll become a monster. You may now be the 'daughter' of Satan but damnit your still my friend."

"......I don't want to lose you either, Steve." I hugged him, my anger slipping away the longer we held the embrace. Tears stained his non-existing clothes. "I never want to lose anyone ever again."

"You're not gonna lose me anytime soon, because friends never say goodbye."

The Grand Galloping Gala, part 1

I yawned as I started the process of re-assembling my pistols. It was the night of the Gala and I'm...actually...lookin forward to it. The train cart rocks slightly every time the wheels turned on the rails. I was in my dress. Well, a new one that isn't late Victorian. It was a sparkling red dress that reached to my ankles. I cleaned the parts of my first pistol and put it back together. I manage to jam my fingers in ther once or twice, and let me tell you, it hurt like fuck.

I yelped as I caught my fingers again, "Son of a bitch!" I shouted, putting my finger in my mouth and gently sucked on it.

"Ouch, that looked like it hurt." Steve said as he laid on the couch across from me, looking out of the window. Ever since he stopped me from killing that bastard, he stuck around with me. I don't know if he's a real ghost, but considering its equestria I wouldn't be surprised, or a demon. If he is a demon, there is no way in hell I'm killing him. However, I do wonder how long he'll stay.

"Yeah, no shit sherlock. You need Watson to figure out your next case?" I retort to him as I continue to fix my pistol. He snorts and sits up, looking directly at me.

"No actually. You see I think I figured it out my self. You see, at eleven-forty five pm, the ambassador died due to poison. I asked around, and found out that the bartender slipped poison into the ice cubes. And that killed him shortly after." He said with a smirk.

My eye twitched. "Are you fuckin serious!" I shouted at him, my voice sharp and irritated. I sighed and went back too work. "You know what, I don't even care." I finished putting one of my pistols back together and as I started on my second pistol, the door on my cabin opened up. Fluttershy stepped in shortly afterwords. "Holy shit, shy! You look amazing!" I said in Surprise as I took in her dress. She wore a bright green dress with a white sash around her waist. Butterflies made out of pink gems scattered over the sash. She also wore white shoes that looked stunning on her a well as a pink flower in her hair.

Shy blushed like a red apple and kicked her right hoof on the ground awkwardly. "P-please, it's....it's nothing really." She said in her soft, shy voice. She came in and sat down, closing the door before she did so. I pulled out my tail from my dress and let it flick around.

"Oh don't act like that shy." I started looking back down at my pistol. "I think you look sexy in that actually." I said, smiling. The result was a blush that was as bright as the sun.

"W-wah!? I-i uh....oh my." I snickered as I hooked on the grip to the barrel. I slipped a clip into the gun and pulled the top part back, shortly springing back. Now that both pistols were loaded, I pressed the safety and put them into there holders.

I looked out of the cart's window, watching as a few trickles of water cascaded down it. Cracking my joints, I stood up. "I think I'm going to take a walk around the Train. See ya." I waved at her as I walked out into the thin corridor. There was not much space on the train. Just enough for one person at a time. The corridor its self was made mostly out of wood. There was an elegant design etched into the walls.

As I walked along the train i saw the canterlot castle on the mountain. We where about an hour away to getting there, but it seemed so much more that that. To be honest, it was like an ant was looking at the universe. As I gazed out of the window, I failed to sense twilight stepping behind me and placing hair hand on my shoulder. "Beautiful isn't it?"

"Gah! Holy shit!" I shouted as I spun around and hit the back of my head against the window. "Ouch, don't do that again twilight. You scared the hell out of me." I rub the back of my head and I look at the dress that she is wearing. She wore a deep navy blue dress with light blue bands around her waist. The dress reached up to her shoulders and no more, covering her whole upper body but ignoring the arms. There was an up turned collar making its way half up her head and flared outward. Her shoes where light blue in colour with a small star on the sides of it. "Wow." I said with a raised eyebrow.

"Heh, thanks. You look good yourself." She said with a smile as she gazed at my dress, making me blush crazy. ".....why do you have your weapons?" She asked with a stern look, which made me inch back slightly.

"W-well you never know what'll happen?" I averted my gaze and hoped she bought it, fat chance.

"Really?" She asked as she raised an eyebrow. She sighed and facepalmed. "You will never change will you?"

I smirked and shook my head. "Nope, never." We where both silent for a while before we began to laugh. The laugh seemed to go on for ages, just the two of us with no one disturbing us. "Well, I have to jet, see ya later!" I opened the window and stuck my head out of it, letting the air hit my face.

"Silver don't you dare!" I hear Twilight shouted as I climbed out and crouched onto the train carriage. I snicker and run along the train, my tail hanging out to stable me. With a smile I stand up letting the full force of the wind strike me with the strength of one of Cleavers attacks.

"Man this is cool...." I mutter as I looked up to the sky. The clouds were nowhere in sight, the full expanse of space open to me as I look on in wonder. I eye the castle as the train closes in. Canterlot castle, it was truly a sight to see. It...it was so incredible it was hard to describe in words or thought. The train pulled into the station after about thirty minutes or so and we all stepped onto the platform.

"Hey, where's Silver?" Rarity asked as she looked around for me. I smirked and jumped off of the train, tucking in my tail before landing in front of them with a smile. "And that answers my question. So anyway! What are all of you going to do when we reach the Gala?"

"Well, just as long as last time doesn't happen again....." Twilight said, irritated slightly. The others nodded in agreement as twilight crosses her arms.

"Anyone want to explain?" I ask as my eyebrows lift in confusion. Mumbles and sighs echoed around me. Sighing, I lowered my head. "Forget I said anything...".

I later found my self in a hallway, with Twilight leading me up a set of stairs. The room it's self was massive. A large checker floor with ruby red rugs leading all over the place. Multiple banners hung from the purpleish walls. And right at the top of the stairs where three glass panels. The first and last panel had yellow, warm markings with the sun in the middle. In the middle panel, it was dark blue and purple with a white new moon in the middle.

Standing at the top of the stair case was a white mare. She had both wings and a horn with a mixed, flowing mane and tail. Her tail had three colours, pink, cyan and a light green. Twilight led me up to the hybrid mare and smiled at her. "Princess Celestia!" She shouted as she hugged Celestia.

'Princess!?' I yelled in my mind as my mouth hung wide open and stared in shock. 'Better not say anything disrespectful.... Else I get my head choped off...'

"My young student, Twilight. How have you been?" Celestia said while hugging Twilight back.

My body shiverd as Celestia spoke. Something about her voice sent chills down my spine ending at the tip of my tail. It was like I was suppose to be afraid of her, like I was born to be afraid of her. "And who's this?" Celestia asked as she let go of Twilight and looked towards me.

"O-oh, names Silver your highness." I say as a hold out a hand towards her. She accepted the gesture and shook my hand and at moment, it felt like time stopped. We were locked together as our eyes met and it felt like something snapped between us. Her eyes....were glaring at me, or atleast that's what they felt like to me.

"Celestia?" Twilight asked as time restored to its fullest. "Celestia what's wrong?" Twilight placed a hand onto Celestia's shoulder, snapping her out of her daze.

"Yes, yes Twilight I'm fine." Celestia said with the slightest hint of irritation in her voice. "Why don't you two have fun in the hall, I'll be with you later." With that she sent us on our way with a smile.

"She seemed......nice." I said while looking behind my shoulder to look at the hybrid. "Well, i'm gonna have a wee look around. See yea later, Twi!" I said as I waved her goodbye for now.

The soft clopping of hooves struck the red rug, leading there way towards Celestia. "Tia, you felt it too, didn't you?" A dark blue alicorn said as she stopped behind her sister. Her dark, starry mane flowed in the same direction as her sisters.

"Yes Luna, I did feel it. That girl...Silver. I want you to keep a close eye on her. If I am correct, then the prophecy has started. If she shows any signs of....his power, tell me and we'll go from there."

"Of course, sister."

With a groan, I slumped over the table bored out of mind. "Good heavens Silver, that's no way for a lady to act." Rarity said as she sat next to me. I raised my head up off of the table.

"Oh please, we both know I'm not a lady..." I groan out as I look at her. We both share a look before we laugh together. "So anyway, how's your night been so far?" I asked as I lean against the chair.

"Well, so far it's been right. No surprises, no threats, no nothing. There's even no sign of Prince Blue-ah crap." Rarity finished with the slump of her shoulders as she looked towards a smartly dressed unicorn with goldish brown mane and tail. He wore a white tux with a blue tie with his cutiemark on each shoulder. I can just tell that I'm gonna murder that pony just by the sheer aura around him.

"Whats wrong rarity? Is he an asshole?" I ask as the stallion spots us and smirks before starting to walk over to us. "Oh yeah, definitely an asshole."

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the tramp called rarity, how have you been?" He said with a stuck-up voice.

"Prince Blueblood." Rarity said as she glared at the Prince. "I'm sorry to leave you in such a rush, you stuck up prick," Rarity said under her breath, "but I and my friend here are just leaving." Rarity said as she tugged my arm and started to walk away.

"Ugh, who let this animal in the hall?! Guards, Guards! Remove this beast immediately!" The Prince yelled, making an ass of himself.

"Okay, your first strike was insulting my friend her. Your second strike was insulting me." I said as I walked closer towards him, jabbing my finger in his chest. "Now unless you want your ass handed to you, you stuck up, shit-eating, bastard, I suggest that you shut up and walk on out of here."

The entire hall was silent, shocked to what they heard from me. Bluebloods left eye twitched, enraged from what he heard. "How dare you speak to me in such a way, you peasant!" He went to go and slap me, but I quickly grabbed his hand, twisted his arm around me and flung him over my back and face first into a table, breaking into pieces.

"Pathetic." I walked away from the 'Prince' and towards Rarity. "Man, he's a sack of shi-Gah!" I yelled in pain as a sharp, cold kunai found its way into my back. I quickly grabbed it and pulled it out of me. I spun around and threw it at Bluebloods hooves.

"The fuck is your problem you psychotic fuck!?" I yell at him, my wound healing with a sizzle as steam emits from it, sealing it shut.

"Hmph, we will fight outside you overgrown ape." He said, ignoring me as he walked out of a set of doors leading into an open garden. He stopped after a few feet away from me as I followed him.

"Funny, coming from a snobbish stallion who looks looks like a homo with that gay mane." I said as I faced him down getting into a stance of my own.

"You'll pay for that, monkey." He said with irritation as a cart full of weapons of all shapes and sizes was pushed into view by Bluebloods magic.

"What ever Blueballs." I mock as I pick up a sword similar to that of my katana. I look into his eyes, dark, corrupt eyes stair back. "The fuck?" I whisper as a look from him sends chils down my back. 'What is it with this chills today? Is someone walking over my grave or something?'

"Prepare your self, demon." He said suddenly, my heart skips a beat. But before I could question him he ran towards me, his own sword positioned to the side.

'Horizontal strike...' I mutter in my head as my eyes narrow towards his sword. With a quick side step and block, our blades made, sparks flashed against our skin and fur. With a flick, I parried his sword and kicked his side, launching him into a table. "You suck! Who trained you?!" I yell as I give my sword a twirl.

"Esoprup on... gninnigeb on... dne on sah emit. Sraey dnasuot eerth rof slegna dna nem gnoma deklaw evah I..." He mutters, much to my confusion. His horn glows with dark magic and he picked up multiple weapons from the cart. The crowd that had formed around us gasped, not noticing the dark aura around the weapons.

"Oh shit!" I shout as I dodge and weave out of the way of incoming weapons, swords, axes and more. Parrying the sixth weapon, I used my flames to block the last two. As the two weapons fall to the ground, I burst from the ground with new found speed and delivered a punched him in the gut, sending him through a near by hedge and into another garden.

I smirked and cracked my knuckles. "Hmph, serves you right, you stuck up prick." I crack my neck before walking back to the main hall, but not before I spotted a mare just like Celestia. Only she was a tad bit shorter and was a mix of dark blue and purple. She had a dark blue dress with light blue trims. She looked at me for a brief moment before walking away from the window that she was spying me from. "Huh."

"Prince BlueBlood, Prince BlueBlood! Are you alright?!" A light yellow stallion rushed to the prince's side.

"I'm fine." The prince said as he thanked the stallion for his help. "How dare she treat me like this!" He glanced up to the the garden he was punched out of.

"Is.....is it her?" The yellow stallion asked as he looked at the garden along with BlueBlood.

"Indeed she is, it been a long time since I saw her last."

"How old was she when you met her?"

"How old? She was just born when I first saw her. And my how she has grown."

"Will you start the project now?"

"No, not yet. There's still a few things I have to get ready first. And I have a little surprise for...Jane, hmhmhahahahahahahahAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Author's Notes:

Mysteries, bitch!

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Okay I'm sure I've gone over it and fixed any misspellings, but you know me, I have probably messed up again and need your help to spot them for me. Thanks for the help ^_^'

The Grand Galloping Gala, part 2

Author's Notes:

Hopefully by the time you read this, it will be Christmas, as is the plan to publish chapter.

Hey guys, sorry for not being around much. Been through some stuff. Not too important and I know nothing I say will excuse my absence. Nonetheless, this chapter is gonna be really fucking long with some fucked up scenes in it. I don't know if it'll be so long as to make it redundant, but if it is, I'm sorry.

Id like to think that I've improved my writing style, so this chapter and the rest of the story will be more or less in this style. So it might be better that my other chapters, it might not. I'll let you guys decide.

Again, sorry that I have been away for so long, hopefully it'll no longer happen. Btw, by the time this chapter goes up, I'll have two to three chapters ready to go, which will be more or less uploaded a week after this one...hopefully..... Oh yeah, sorry if there are any inconsistencies that pop up in future chapters relating to the timeline of this story.

As always, let me know if you spot any errors that I may have missed. =)

“Tsk, fuck that hurts.” I muttered to myself as i repurposed my power to fuse the wounds close, emitting small puffs of steam. To be honest, I didn't think it would work, definitely remembering to do that. Luckily they weren't too deep, but they sure as fuck stung, like lots of little paper cuts. I rolled my shoulder around a few times, easing any strain it might have. 'Why?’ I was drained from the cartoonish stupidity that BlueBlood displayed. 'Why is it always me who has to deal with bullshit.’ My bandages felt tight around my wrists as I trudged back into the ballroom, wearing my emotions clear on my sleeves, or however that saying went. I suppose that's why no one said anything, hell even my friends didn't say anything. Well, apart from Flutters as she rather walked quickly towards me, her dress hindering her movements.

“Silver!” She shouted as she wrapped me up in her arms, holding me tightly. She was warm, a kinda warmth that I could get lost in. The scent from her mane filled my lungs. I weakly hugged her back, struggling to hold myself back from just exploding in a mess of agony. I knew I wasn't ready for this, I did my best to push myself and break out of my comfort zone, whilst simultaneously hiding behind a broken mask. What a fucking mistake.

“I'm gonna go for a walk, Flutters. Join me if you want.” I, reluctantly peeled myself away from her and walked out of ballroom, my head hung low, a shadow hiding my eyes from view. I heard her hoof steps quietly tap behind me, not saying a word. We passed princess Celestia on our way down the carpeted stairs. She gave us a stare that I couldn't quite pinpoint, but at this point I could hardly care. Soon enough, we found ourselves in front of the maze entrance, judging by the noises that Fluttershy made, she wanted to talk about something.

“You should talk to her, Silver.” Steve said, walking out from a marble bust of somepony. “She knows something is up with you, you're usually carefree, and making joke all the time, the fact that you haven't said anything is killing her.” I didn't say anything, just pressed on into the maze. I already look insane to my friends, I don't need to start talking to ghosts in front of them.

After many twists and turns and more than getting lost twice, we found a small clearing with a lake that reflected the shimmering moon in all its glory. A large, old, tree grew beside the lake, it's roots bursting out of soil and snaking its way into the water. A slight breeze rustled the leaves and disturbed the water. A mahogany bench overlooked the lake and lone tree and with a sigh I sat down on one end, while my companion took the other. For some time we just watched the lake as thought ran a mile per second in my mind, wonder why she, basically, saved my life that day. I rubbed the bandages that began to grow heavy, as if they were chains that were burned into my skin. However instead of blades at either end like kratos, they were heavy, cannonball like weights that dragged against the dirt.

The pistol that was strapped to my thigh poked against my skin, and for a moment, just for a brief moment, I thought about ending it then and there. But why? Why do I want to die so badly? Faces flashed in my head, Steve, James, my first foster-father and countless others that I couldn't even remember. Everyone I've ever made friends with, every person that I hated and everyone that I've pushed away. I've hurt so many people by doing this same, recurring thing.

“Why do you care about me so much, Flutters?” I slowly turned my head to see her, my dead eyes reflected off of her bright, concerned ones. “You've heard what I've done, you've seen what I'm like, and yet you still think of me as your friend. I'm just a demon, both literally and figuratively. I jump from one emotion to another in a blink of an eye like a badly written character in a fanfiction, and that's without being on my period. How can you put up with me?” She didn't say anything, her eyes tearing up. “I'm a piece of shit and now everypony knows it!” A firm, stinging slap shut me up, leaving a burning handprint on my cheek.

“Shut up.” She said, her voice barren, holding back her tears to the best as they pooled in the corners of her eyes. She stared daggers into me as she trembled, her hands balled into fists. “Why must you berate yourself like this!” She swallowed, staring directly into my eyes.

“I'm a monster, Flutters!” I stood up, glaring at her as my bottled up anger and hate and so many other emotions popped the cork like a fizzed up champagne bottle. “I've murdered someone. I've used people, whether or not I meant to do it! Everypony hates me, despises me so since they found out what I did! They don't say it outright but I can tell!” I fell to my knees, tears dripping freely from my eyes as I sobbed. “If they think of me like this now, how will they react when they find out I'm a demon?” I asked rhetorically, pressing my head into the cold dirt. Gently she stood up and knelt down pulling me into a hug, resting my head against her cleavage.
“I can't begin to understand what you have been through to make you so unhappy in life. But I want to, so please, tell me. I want to help you, even if Im only a bandage holding back a leak. Please.” She whispered softly, as she hugged me. For the first time in forever, I told her what I've only told Steve, James and the only person I'd only ever call my real father.

“Alright, let me start off by saying that my father was anything but a nice person, no matter what he said otherwise…”

“Come on, Jane!” Steve shouted, pulling me along as he held my hand tightly. We were both around the age of seven, give or take a few months. I was wearing a yellow sundress with white, fluffy frills that ended at my knees. My yellow sandals tapped against the stone pavement. Steve wore a red T-shirt with sandy coloured shorts and white trainers with ankle high socks.

“Will you slow down!” I gasped, trying my best to keep up with him as I tripped over nothing. “I'm gonna fall!” He sighed and slowed down, letting me catch my breath but not letting me stop. “What's even going on!”

“Ah-ah, that's a surprise!” He looked back at me, his blue eyes sparkled with joy as he pushed his hair out of his face. “Now come on! Or Eddie'll be mad!” Grumbling slightly, I shut up, letting him pull me along as I still struggled to keep up. Look athletics wasn't my strong suit, especially at that age. Still, I did my best. Eventually the stone buildings of the city that surrounded us like a maze was slowly replaced with trees and bushes. The orphanage was in a meadow like area along the outskirts of city, the people who planned it thought that it would be a good area to raise kids in. Anyway, we turned off of the pavement and walked down the dirt path, small stones digging into my feet.

Being in the middle of summer, the trees and flowers were in full bloom, filling the air with their sweet smells, something I loved to breath in around those times. The path was lined with ripe strawberry bushes, red berries stood out brightly against the green leaves, I couldn't help but pick one and scarf it down, letting my tongue bathe in the sweet juices. Harvest time, another reason I love summer. In the distance I could see the orphanage, the wood and stone structure sticking out like a sore thumb. It was one of the more classic style orphanage's, you know the ones, small and out of the way, church like with a bell at the top. The roof was painted a deep shade of blue, while the walls were painted a pale green. In my opinion, the colours didn't compliment each other very well. A sign hung above the porch with faded colours saying 'Eddies orphanage’, it was simple, but effective enough I'd say.

Three huge trees, and I mean fucking huge ones, stood out in front of the building with different shades of sheets tied to them by string and held up by a grey pole sticking out the centre of it, creating a circus tent shape. A sign impaled the ground in front of the opening depicting its name, to which I proudly named it 'The Bat Cave.’ Getting off track. Anyway, we built it a year ago, thinking it would be a safe place for future generations of orphan's, if any, so that they wouldn't be afraid. A smile formed on my tiny face as I remembered building with James and Steve.

As we neared the entrance, Steve let go of my hand and rushed on ahead without me, crashing through the door and falling on his face. 'Klutz’ I thought with a sigh, shaking my head as I wiped my hands from the sweat that had formed. Eddie walked out a few seconds later, his tinted shades reflecting the sunlight that managed to get through the canopy, and grabbed him with a headlock, grinding his knuckles against his head, Steve's wails of anguish was music to my ears.

“How many times have I told you to stop that, you little turd!” Eddie shouted as he glared at him. “This is your home! Treat it with respect!” After a few more moments of painful grinding, he let Steve go as he shifted his shades to the crown of his head, straightening the white thing in his collar and letting his cold eyes glare at him, softening immensely as he turned to me. “Heya, kiddo!” He said with a wave, to which I waved back. He wore a...black suit. I don't know how else to describe it properly, a cross hung from his neck.

“Hey, dad!” I said, finally reaching the two of them. “Now what's going on? This dummy dragged me out for this, so it better be important, cause he didn't tell me anything.” I pouted, as he smiled and rubbed my head. I always hated him when he did that, just because I looked cute when I pouted.

“You'll see little one. Steve, do me a favour and find James, he'll need to be here.” He said, scratching his grey, stubble beard. With a muffled grumble, he walked back down the dirt path. Once out of sight, Edd placed a hand to my back and gently guided me down the hallway with that same fucking smile that he always had. On the left side of the hallway, strait after entering the building, was a set of stairs that lead to the bedrooms, a doorway under said stairs led to a cupboard that i would sometimes hide in to scare others. On the left side of the hallway were rows and rows of different photos of other kids that lived with us, both younger and older. A slightly withered, ajar door let light stream through its opening, revealing a laundry room, filled with a few washing machines and dryers. I remember my first time on laundry duty. The smell was disgusting, I almost threw up. It's like some of the orphans don't even wash themselves.

Ugh.

Edd lead me through the main communal area, where a few of the older kids waved and greated us. The area wasn't all that interesting, just a few tables where we'd eat our food n shit, three large couches sat at the far area facing a large TV and gaming consoles. The communal area was separated from the kitchen by a island countertop. I don't think I need to describe what a kitchen is, do I? I followed Edd to a side door just past the kitchen, his office. He strolled In confidently as he opened the door, revealing his office.

Nothing stood out of the ordinary. A large wooden u-shaped desk sat nearly against the far wall, a crystal clear window framed the black leather chair. A potted bushel of pink flowers rested next to a smart looking computer as well as the back of a photo frame. To the left of me held lots of containers and cupboards that no doubt had important documents of some sort. To the right were two cushioned couches with glass table separating the two from each other. The room was painted a rich mint-chocolate colour, in hindsight is should have begun with that, but fuck it.

The only proper difference was that there was a man that I never knew before sitting on the couch, sipping at a cup of coffee, judging from the strong, bitter smell. Instantly, my shyness flared and I hid behind the frame of the door as Edd walked in. The man turned to the opening, giving me a gentle, sweet smile and waved. Ugh, that almost made me vomit. I'm not like it now, but I'd never really liked meeting new people, I'd always hide behind a friend or an object. I guess you could've called me a younger Fluttershy.

The man had a light, tan-ish skin colour with super deep-green eyes, framed by a pair of jet black glasses. His dirty blond hair was done up in a ponytail that reached past his shoulders. He scratched his beard, somewhat similar to Eddie's but a bit thicker, twirling locks of the stuff like a schoolgirl would do with their hair. He wore an autumn styled t-shirt with a thin beige shirt over it with its collar turned up, his sleeves were rolled up,leaving his arms bare. A green and red snake tattoo wrapped around his forearm, disappearing underneath the rolled up sleeve. He wore simple, blue denim jeans that were faded around the kneecaps. He had rather smart looking trainers that looked very expensive.

I retreated back further behind the door frame, bumping against a set of drawers that I forgot about and spooking the shit out of myself, making me fall flat on my ass. A hearty chuckle escaped the man's throat, causing my face to reddened deeply, trying my best to hide behind my hair.

“Well, you're a bit of a clumsy one aren't you?” He spoke with a thick, molasses like voice, kinda like a white Morgan Freeman. “If a sweetheart like you falls like that a lot, I'd oughta fully pad my entire house.” He laughed, showing off his white, sparkly teeth. 'Wait, what does he mean by that?’ Eddie lifted me it slightly. “It's good to meet you, princess.” He said, looking directly into my eyes. I that point I could only mumble incoherently.

“It seems you two are getting along fine.” Edd said with a giddy laugh as he patted my head. “Michael here is looking to adopt someone. He's looked through the files and interviewed a few children already, and you're the last.” I didn't meet either of their gazes, still coming to terms that I actually might get adopted. “Forgive her, she gets really shy around new people.” Edd looked down at me, mirth in his eyes. “He's going to ask a few questions now, alright? Then you can ask a few of your own.” He said gently, trying to coax me out of the shell that I created around myself. It worked, a little.

“What's your name, sweetie?” Was his first question, eyeing me like one would do a newborn pup.

“J-jane. Jane Whelan, Mister.” I said, poking my fingertips together.

“Please, call me Michael. What's your favourite colour? Mines red.”

“Oh, uhhhm, blue! My favourite colour is blue!” a bit of excitement filled my voice as I got a little used to him.

“Ooh, I like blue too, though I'd say it's my third favourite.” He rubbed his chin as thought up more questions. “I love the colour of your eyes, is it natural? If I may ask?”

“Mm! Yeah! I've had silver eyes since I was born, or at least it was when I first got here. I've been bullied because of them though.” The thought of those children making fun of me made me sad, both Edd and Michael saw it and made a move to comfort me, with Edd rubbing my head and Michael holding my shoulder.

“You should never be ashamed of your eyes, my dear. They are a gift from God himself.” Edd said offering me a smile, lifting my spirits up quite a bit.

“What is the most disgusting thing you can think of?” Was the next question after I was feeling better.

“Laundry day.” I simply said, shivering in disgust. He let out another throaty laugh, which I joined in with my own little giggle.

“I feel the same way. Last question, If you could invent one law, what would it be?” I thought deeply about this, there are so many things a normal child would say, like all children get free chocolate or ice cream, any time they want, unlike my dumass self who said….

“Free boops for everyone.” I said it with such fucking confidence as well. It made everyone in the room laugh, and I would be a liar if I didn't say it brought a smile to myself.

“That's the most adorable thing i've ever heard.” I scowled and pouted at him, which made him laugh even harder. “What-, what about you my dear? Any questions you'd ask of me?” I place a finger under my lip as I thought.

“Uhhhhhm, are you married?” I tilted my head as I asked.

“Unfortunately no, I'm unmarried, however, I do have a dog that loves me. And I know she'll love you too.” My eyes lit up at the thought of having a dog. The orphanage was never allowed pets other than fish. For some reason.

“Ooh, I love dogs! What's your favourite thing to do?” He hummed as his eyes darted back and forth. He clicked his fingers and leaned In close.

“I'd say playing video games.” He said with a wink. “Which reminds me, I probably have to buy a few more for children.” So far, he's ticked all my requirements for a father.

“Uhhm, if you do chose to adopt me, will is still get to see my friends?”

“What kind of question is that? Of course you'll get to see your friends. Do you expect me to be a monster that'll keep you locked away or something?” Teh, understatement of the fucking century you prick.

“Oh, okay. I'm sorry. Well, you've met all my requirements to be my father.” I said proudly, flashing a big grin.

“Oh, have I now, squirt? Well then, so much for being shy among strangers huh?” I only grinned as an answer.

“You better hold your horses there kiddo, he'll have to think over it for a day or two before deciding who to adopt. Go on, skedaddle. I have a few more questions to ask.”

With a nod, I pretty much sprint out of the room, exited all of a sudden. As I shut the door, I bump into my two best friends, knocking them, along with me, onto the floor. With me landing on top of Steve. With a deadpan stare, he leaned up, forcing me to fall backwards onto my ass as he got up. With a smirk he gave me his hand and pulled me, along with James, up.

“So did you meet him!?” Steve said holding onto my hands and raising to his chest.

“Yeah! I can't believe I might get adopted. I've never felt so happy before!” I squeed liked a dog toy, which stopped me in my tracks and made my blush return with vengeance. Steve laughed and booped my nose.

“Come on, then! Let's go to the ice cream shop for a celebration!” He let go of one of my hand and pulled me out of the front door with James in tow.

“Sweet! Cotton candy flavour for me!”

“Oh come on! I was just there!” James shouted as he chased us, trying to keep up.

The days leading up to my adopted never really changed anything, to be honest. Everyone was happy for me, I was happy, I would finally have a father, something that my family lacked, well other than Eddie. Where was I going with this? Oh, yeah! As I said, nothing changed in the orphanage apart from the visits from Michael, and getting to know him. Turns out he lives in the inner suburbs along a quiet road, his closest neighbour was around half a mile away, so the traffic was mostly sparse with the occasional bus of cyclist every now and then. His house itself, from what I've seen was, well, classic to say the least, a front and back yard with a dog house in the latter surroundings by a white picket fence. Sounds like the dream home anyone would want. Right?

“Alright, kiddo. You ready?” Michael asked as he leaned against his car, his arms crossed. I nodded and put the last of my bags into the backseat. My two best friends and Eddie waited by the side on the pavement as I finished. We stared at each other for mere moments before I full on sprinted towards the three, pulling them all in a hug.

“I'm gonna miss you guys!” I hugged them tighter, enjoying them for a few more moments.

“We're gonna miss you too, Silver!” James said, as a tears pooled in his eyes. 'Silver?’

“Wait, what did you call me?” That was the first time he called me that. The first time that anyone called me that.

“Silver. I thought of it last night. I've made everyone a nickname apart from you, sooo.”

“Sooo, you used my eye colour?”

“It was the first thing that came to mind, leave me be!!” I giggled as he became flustered and embarrassed. A gentle head pat cut my giggles short, I pouted and glared at the person who did the evil deed. Cause him to breakout in laughter.

“Sorry Jane.” Eddie said in between laughs. “I had to do it one more time before you left. Never know the next chance I'll get to do it again.” I pulled from the hug in a joking huff, doing my best to hide my smile. The car started, revving the engine, indicating that it's time to go. With a final hug, I ran towards the car, opening the passengers door and getting in. I rolled down the window and waved to the for the final time.

“I'll see you guys later!” I shouted as we drove off, smiling as Eddie wiped the tears from his eyes.

[Warning: from here on out it will become increasingly dark and fucked up. In fact, I might even have to change the story rating because of this. I'll leave the ending of this segment in bold if you want to skip, however it is an important part of her back story.]

The ride there was... silent, even though the radio was playing smooth jazz. It was unnervingly silent, as if you told a bad joke and no one laughs, suspending you in an awkward pause. The air in the car was thick, pressing down on me like the bottom of the sea on a tin can. Every time I looked at Michael, a shiver ran down my body, it was like...he was a completely different person from before. For some strange reason, I didn't dare speak. Don't know why, I just, couldn't. Like I was scared.

It's a strange thing. Children are able to tell when something's not right, sorta like a sixth sense. It was what I was feeling, like I wasn't safe. However, my naive self just shrugged it off and blamed it on being my nerves. After all, I was just adopted.As we pulled up to his home, I noticed how different it looked in the setting sun. It took on a more... sinister vibe in the darkness.

“Out.” Michael spoke in a commanding, monotone voice. It was such a change from his regular tone that I actually jumped in fright. Michael got out of his side of the car and slammed the door shut, doing the same to mine as I stepped out, almost catching my heels in the door frame. “Get your shit in the house by yourself and wait in the living room.”

I nodded silently, stunned from his use of vulgar language. As you could probably tell, I've never heard a swear word before in my life. Growing up with a Christian who abstains from swearing does that to you.

“Well, hurry the fuck up!” Eeping from his words, I quickly open the back seat and pull out my bags, struggling to carry them all from the weight. I had about three in total, a bag that was held on my back had most of my clothes and toys. In my hands were the rest of my clothes other things. I can't remember what was in them, it's been years since then. As was walking towards the door, trying my best to keep myself up, a foot shaped force pushed me from behind, forcing me down onto the cold stone pathway, my stuff scattering all over the front yard. “I said hurry up God fucking damnit! God you're so fucking slow. I guess you're eyes aren't the only thing that's fucked up, huh, you freak?”

I turned back to look at him, flinching from the furious glare in his eyes. His face contorted with anger and disgust as he strolled over to me, grabbing my ponytail and tugging tightly, pulling me onto my feet. The sharp pain from the tug brought tears to my eyes as I stared at him, fearful and unmoving. He smiled from my look of pain, holding me in place as he dug his fingers into my shoulder.

“What's the matter, gonna cry? How much of a worthless little shit are you?” The hellfire in his eyes was replaced with a lustful stare, as if he got off to my pain. Fuck for all I knew he did. He let go of my hair and pushed me forward, ordering me to pick up my things. Just to avoid any more if the pain. I quickly gathered them and rushed in, ignoring the burning sensation in my arms and laid them down next to a staircase. I had my head down the whole time, not daring to look around, my eyes wide with fear.

At the time I knew what I've gotten myself into, I just didn't want to accept it.

The smell of stale beer and sweat filled my lungs, coming flowing from what I could only assume was a living room. As I stood there, shaking in fear, I heard him walk in and slam the door, pushing me into the staircase rails as he walked by. I grunted as he grabbed my arm harshly, pulling me along the poorly cleaned hallway. This time, I managed to get a good look at where I was. There were two doorways to the right, one was open slightly and producing that awful, putrid smell, the other was shut. In between the two was a set of black drawers with cupboards. Centred on the top was a clear glass vase with viscous, murky water with a bushel of withered, brown flowers.

A head of us, was yet another doorway leading into the kitchen. The kitchen wasn't all that better than the hallway. Clumps of mold stuck to corners and crevices of the kitchen that couldn't be easily reached. A dented refrigerator gurgled in protest as we walked past.

“You cook, you clean, you do everything I tell you got it?” A firm hand slapped my face as he tightened his grip on me, taking my silence as me not listening. “Answer me when I talk to you, you stupid bitch! You're lucky I chose to adopt you, you worthless cow, be grateful I'm even giving you a home. Does that thick skull of yours understand what I've told you?”

“Y-yes.” I weakly said, holding my red cheek. “I understand.”

“Good. Cook me something and bring a beer. If the food isn't up to my standards, you'll fucking feel it. Got it?” Letting go of my arm he grabs my hair and forces me to look up. “Look at me, when I'm speaking.”

“Y-yes.”

“Good.” He let go of my hair and strolled out of the kitchen and the living room. Tears erupted from my eyes as I fell to my knees, crying as I did my best to hold in my sobbing. Scrubbing the tears from my face I stood up as I prepared his dinner. ‘What was he going to do to me if it wasn't good enough?’ I asked myself as I searched the cabinets for anything that could be used. I struggled to keep my hands from shaking as I dug out cans of expired food, shivering in disgust from just the dates.

I couldn't keep my heart in check as it thumped against my chest. I was beyond fucking terrified, my mind thought of things that made it worse. Eventually I found a bag of pasta, I remember it being fettuccine. Hah, hell of a thing to remember out of all that was going on huh? Now, I'm no cook or chef, but I did watch Eddie make numerous dishes with pasta.

Taking the initiative, I searched high and low for other ingredients. I filled a kettle to the max and set it to boil, before opening the fridge, finding a cheese block and a stick of salami. A good seventeen minutes later, I created a dish, to the best of my ability. Ropes of melted cheese clung to the strings of pasta, chunks of meat scattered throughout, giving a pleasant aroma, a drastic change to what I was smelling earlier. And only with a few burns here and there.

'Here’s hoping that it's good enough for him.’ I thought as I took a deep breath, pulling a can of beer from the fridge. I couldn't stop shaking as I walked down the hall towards the living room, holding them on a black tray that I had found. That same smell filled my lungs again, almost making me retch as I entered.

“Fucking finally. Jesus, are you always this slow, or are you just retarded?” He asked rhetorically, pulling the tray from my hands. The room was littered with beer cans of all types and brands, an ashtray rested on the arm of the chair he was sitting in. The TV was blaring something from the news, nothing really interesting. Taking a forkful, of the food, he huffed as he chewed and swallowed. “Good enough I suppose, stay in your room till I say otherwise.”

“W-what about me?”

“What about you?” He stood up, resting the tray on a table and standing up, towering over me as he bent down and grabbed ahold of my neck, choking as he calloused hands tightened. He pinned me against the wall, with that lustful look in his. It seems that he really did get off on my pain, I felt his other hand began to slowly inch down my chest, regardless of the fact that I didn't have anything there. If you know what I mean.

With a hard kick to the shin, he backpedaled with a grunt, letting go of my throat. He grabbed my hair before I could get a chance to run, pulling me towards him before slamming my head off of the table corner. I yelped in pain, falling to the floor with blood trickling down my face.

“You little shit!” He kicked my stomach, hard. Hard enough for my body to expel its content onto the floor, leaving a burning sensation in the back of my throat. Another kick forced more of it out, bile clung to my lips like thick honey. Noticing the puddle of vomit. He grabbed my head and rubbed my face in it, getting it into the fresh cut. The Stinging pain was almost to much.

Done with his 'fun’ he left me in the puddle, cracking open the beer can and chugged a good amount of it before setting it back on the table. All I could do was just...sit there. Curled into a ball and watching was my blood and vomit mixed together, shivering, and afraid. Once again grabbing my ponytail, he dragged me out of the living room and up the stairs, thumping my head against each step as I struggled and screamed to get away from him. He opened a door directly after stairs and threw me in before shutting the door and locking it, leaving me in total darkness.

I just layed there for god knows how long, just waiting in a crumpled heap, waiting for him to come back in and do something else. As my eyes adjusted to the dark, all I could see was a bed mattress with a single, dirty pillow and a raggy as fuck blanket filled with holes. When I realised that he wouldn't come back, I crawled over to the bed, wiping the blood and vomit from my face with a corner of the blanket and I curled up into a ball. And i cried. I cried and i cried and i cried, sobbing into my pillow as i wished to go home.

That was the first day of the torture. The day when I stopped caring about myself. The first day of five long fucking years of the abuse.

I woke up cold the next day facing the door, wincing as I touched my head, the blood had stopped, thankfully, the dried blood pulled on my skin painfully. Speaking of which, my stomach felt like shit. I hugged my knees as beams of light pierced the cracks of the boarded up window, illuminating the floating dust particles. A darkly coloured, rotting desk sat directly underneath the window, woodlice crawled out of the holes and crevasse.

Other than the desk, the room was utterly barren. No posters, no bookshelves, nothing. I stared at the cubby hole underneath the desk, you know, where the chair would normally go. Only there was no hole, at least not to me, just a dark empty void. My stomach growled in hunger, provoking me to hug my knees tighter. 'Why is this happening to me? What did I do to deserve this!?’

“Oh I think she'll be fine for you, hell, she is for me. Oh how I love the look of fear in her eyes.” I heard through the door as Michael gently unlocked it and opened it. Quickly shutting my eyes, I pretended to still be asleep, which he thankfully believed. “Pah, you wish. She's a weak little bitch, I'm able to send her to the ground with just one push.” He knelt down next to me and brushed the strands of matted hair to the side, brushing against the cut, making me wince. He hummed cruelly as his hands traveled down south, past my stomach and rested on my thigh.

“What? No no. I Have done anything to her, yet. Well other than beat her. Hmm, if that's the case when can you and the guys come round? Next year!?” I jumped from the sudden shout, but I still managed to keep up my disguise. “For fucks sake, fine. Just get here when you can.” With a beep he shoved his phone back in his pocket. “Hey. Wake up you little shit.” He violently shook my body 'waking’ me.

“W-what?”

“Shut up, and get up.” He glared, pulling me to my feet and out of the room, pushing me towards the stairs. I stumbled a bit as I ran down, tripping over my luggage that was left there. I froze by then as he walked down and opened the living room door, nodding for me to go in.

Walking in, I could see that the puddle of vomit was gone, either it had soaked into the carpet or he cleaned it up himself, I don't know. The table in the centre was barren, the empty cans were swiped onto the floor, and in their place was an outfit. An extremely skimpy, barely covering anything at all maid outfit. Oh yeah. That's right, turns out he was a professional tailor.

I swallowed hard, gingerly turning to him, receiving a cold stare back. Fearing for my life, I said nothing as I striped down to my underwear feeling exposed. I could feel his gaze drink in my body, lingering by my flat chest, before dragging down to my white panties. I instinctively cover my privates with my hands, even if the fabric were doing their job perfectly.

I unclipped the skirt from the rest of the uniform, brushing a hand against the fabric as I slipped it on. It felt like acid on my skin. Don't get me wrong, the skirt fabric was fine n’ all, under any other circumstance I'd want a skirt much like it, but the way it barely covered my panties, the way that it framed my ass. It. Was. Agonising. The bra, if you could call it that, was a literal strip of partially translucent silk that practically pronounced my nipples. A pair of black and white, thigh-high stockings. Along with those came an alternative pair of the same colour for my arms, ending before my shoulders. And that was it. I was given nothing else.

Apparently satisfied, he smiled and walked towards me, kneeling to brush a bang out of my face. He chuckled, cupping my cheek and lifting my face towards him. He gently rubbed my cheek with a thumb.

“Who's a pretty princess?” He said with malice, his voice dug its way into me like venom from a snake. He pushed my face harshly to the side before collecting his coat and opening the front door. “I'll be gone for awhile, I want this place spotless when I return. Or else.” With that, he slammed the door shut. Lacking the energy to cry, I did as I was told. I'll spare you the details as I'm sure you couldn't care less. However I will say that while I was cleaning I found, and cleaned, a mirror that was covered in some sort of dusty-mold like substance. Once it was clean, I could hardly recognise my reflection. The bruise on my stomach had darkened considerably and was painful to touch. The scab on my head looked bad, possibly even infected from how red the skin was around it. My hair was dirty and greasy, matted in some places where the blood had dried, and my skin had somehow paled in colour. But the worst, and most noticeable, were my eyes. They had lost their bright, silver sheen, instead they were dull and gray. Dead.

I was startled by the door slamming open, banging off of the wall. I had just finished cleaning the final room, the living room, and I was tying up the last of the trash bags. I quickly rushed over to the main hall where Michael stood, glaring at me as I set the bags down next to the staircase. With a simple order of 'stay there' he explored the housed for a good half hour, looking into every nook and cranny he could find before coming to a stop from where he started.

“Do you mind explaining this?” He said with a chill in his voice, cold enough for goosebumps to form on my skin. In his hands was the vase that once rested on the stand in the hallway, it's murky, rotten water swirled and rolled over the glass, licking the lip of vase, threatening to spill over the edge. 'Oh hell, Jane you stupid cunt.’ I mentally cursed myself as I tore my gaze from the floor to face him. “What did I say when I left? I wanted this place spotless!” The sharp sting of his hand nearly threw me off my feet but, unfortunately, he had quickly grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled me towards him.

He forced my mouth open with a single hand, lifting the lip of the vase to my lips. Instinctively, my body recoiled in disgust from the smell, forcing me to struggle against him. But there was no point. I was a little girl back then, what the fuck could I have done against him? I threw up in my mouth as he poured the liquid down my throat, the taste made my impossible struggle all that more desperate. I couldn't even begin to describe the taste properly, it was horrid and foul, as if eating rotten meat that were left out in the sun for weeks. Tears swelled in my eyes as his painful grip on my jaw tightened. He was doing that thing that you do to dog to get them to eat pills. You know, the fucking throat rubbing. No wonder they hate it.

As I swallowed the last of the fluid, he threw me to the ground, walking to the kitchen as he left my body convulse, trying to get whatever the fuck it swallowed out somehow. This began another round of 'how much can you throw up?’, my favourite. I couldn't get control of my body, it just kept spamming and retching leaving me in a pool of my bile.

Ah, déjà vu.

He returned a few minutes later with something shiny in his hands. He watched me with his cold eyes, watching with a smile as my body shivered in agony, the only form of comfort that was even remotely close where my knees. I hugged them tightly, rocking back and forth on my side. I was suddenly jerked onto my back, although I barely felt it. I was just so weak. I didn't put up much of a fight as he dragged a finger from my chest all the way down to my bruise, to which he firmly pressed down on.

“What am I going to do with you?” He asked quietly, a psychopathic gleam in his eyes. “You can't even follow simple fucking orders.” My breath hitched as I felt something sharp press against my premature right breast. It was a knife. He had a fucking vegetable knife pressed against my tit. “You're gonna have to be told a lesson.”

I hissed through my teeth.

I felt the cold knife puncture my skin.

I felt it carve a path down my body.

I screamed. And I screamed. And I screamed. They fell on deaf ears as I thrashed back and forth, doing anything to get away from him. He only held me tighter, holding me against the ground, fuck, I must have passed out at least once from the pain. Blood spilt furiously from his carving, splattering onto the wooden floor. He removed the blade somewhere around my belly button.

Do you know what the worst thing about it? It was only the tip of the blade. All that pain and blood was the result of the fucking tip. I kinda wishes he killed me then, in that hallway. Instead, he laughed and left, retrieving his sewing kit and a bottle of antiseptic liquid. He opened the bottle with a pop, and poured its contents into my cut. To this day I still couldn't tell if the knife was worse than the liquid or the other way round.

He hummed a goddamn merry tune as he began to sew me up, wrapping me in a poor excuse for a bandage and left me there.

That was the first of many scars I had gotten from that bastard.

Let's skip a year. It was winter, and a cold one at that. The snow was falling lightly, forming a soft blanket on the ground. I watched the snow crunch under my boots, that satisfying sound brought a smile to my face, one of the few good things in my life now. I hugged my thick, long sleeved sweater as a particularly chilly wind blows over me, blowing on the still tender scar, even though it had completely healed over. I think they call it 'phantom pains’ or something like that. You know, despite being an utter prick, Michael knew how to hide his 'handy work’ if you will.

Anyway. I was out with my friend, Steve, walking back from school with him in front. He was humming a Christmas song that I couldn't remember. I wanted to tell him what was happening, but I just couldn't, I was terrified of what Michael would do to me, or worse, my friends if I told them. I couldn't put them through that pain.

“Hey, you okay?” Steve asked placing a hand on my bruised shoulder. I bit my cheek, ignoring the pain as I looked up at him, a fake sparkle in my eyes.

“Of course, why wouldn't I be?” I asked, rubbing condensed snow out of my jeans. I hated lying to him, but what other choice did I have? Fuck I was such an idiot. Maybe Michael was right about me.

“I don't know, you just seem kinda... quite lately.” That look he gave me, the look of compassion, I hated it. He's been giving me it ever since I walked back into that classroom at the start of the year. I hated it. It made me feel so fucking weak.

“I'm fine, jeez, what's gotten into you!?” I slapped his hand off of me, looking to the side of him as I crossed my arms. Why did i do that? Why did I snap at him?

“I, I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything by it. I was just worried.”

“Yeah well, don't. I don't need you to be worried.” I glared at him, before walking ahead. “Not that you'd actually care anyway.” I uttered under my breath. 'Fucking hell, stop it Jane! He's only trying to help.’

He said nothing as he trailed behind me. It was a long walk to Michael's, cold and boring with not much to talk about. I'm sure that he wanted to talk to me about my attitude towards him, but I think he was afraid I'd snap at him again. I breathed in the cold fresh air, smiling slightly as a snowflake dropped onto my nose. Over the horizon, my house came into view, a sight that always made my heart drop, especially today, since he had his ‘friends’ over today. I don't know what they had in store for me, and to be honest, I don't want to know. But it's not like I have a choice in the matter now do I?

The house loomed over me, filling me with dread. My hand hovered above the door knob, twitching and shaking. I steeled my resolve, my hand latching onto the cold brass. I turned and waved Steve off as I opened the door, the stench of smoke and beer replacing the crisp air. Reluctantly, he waved back and made his way back to the orphanage.

Kicking the snow from my boots, I began my routine of self hate and disgust. I hear laughing from the living room, Michael and his friends no doubt. I walk up the stairs to my room, it's dank, musty smell a better smell than down stairs. I caught my reflection in the mirror after getting charged into my 'uniform.’ My scar drew my eye first, a permanent mark on my body. A wrong answer that I couldn't scribble out. I could see my ribs poke out, almost threatening to burst out from my skin. I traced a few of the newer scars with a finger before sighing, my eyes now dull once more. 'What an ugly body.’ A thought passed through my brain, something that I agreed with. 'I guess I am lucky that Michael chose me.’ You might be asking why I was thinking about these kind of things.Well, go through enough mental and physical abuse and soon enough you begin to believe that it really is your fault. You begin to believe that you're nothing without the abuser.

Entering the kitchen, I began to make dinner for the them. Judging by the loud obnoxious slurs, they won't care what I made. So I just said fuck it and made lasagna, dumping it on four separate plates and brought it into the living room on a trolley after about an hour, with a few burns here and there. The living room was dark, with barely any light apart from the one that hung from the ceiling, illuminating the table in the middle. Strangely, I could see Michael clearly in the dark, his three other friends concealed in the darkness, apart from their predatory eyes watching me, still engaged in their drunken conversation. Their eyes never left me. Oh God. Oh god the eyes.

Before I could leave, Michael grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards him. He was barely keeping himself awake from his drunken stupor, eyeing me the same way the others were. Saying nothing, I stiffened as his hand touched my chest, cupping my breast with a warm hand, hardening my...well I don't have to say it, do I? With a pinch, his hand trailed down my body, stopping at the hem of my skirt, before dipping down both it and my underwear.

He started to...to...rub. If you catch my meaning, my whimpering caused him to smile, flashing his whites. I tried my best to hold back my tears, but they still came. They seemed to satisfy him, as he went further. I felt a sharp pain and the sticky, warm feel of blood trickle down my leg. I held beck the yelp that stuck in my throat as he pushed his two of his fingers... insides.

Luckily for me, he passed out shortly after, face planting the table and falling to the ground. His friends laughed instead of helping him, practically loading their shit. So I took the chance and left, sprinting up the stairs to my room before locking the door. I slid my back down the door, crying for the billionth time that week. my vag freely leaking blood as I did my best to stop it with my socks.

His friends didn't bother me for the rest of the night. Lucky me, eh?

It was the final day. The day when I could take no more and four years after he deflowered me. He had broke me down, mentally and physically, made me feel like an ant in the palm of his hands, made me feel weak, like I was nothing. A cruel smile reflected off of the vegetable knife in my hand, the same one that cut me long ago. Ironic, ain't it?

“Hey, didn't you hear me?!” Michael said behind me, standing in the doorway.

“No. And I don't give a fuck anyway.” I said, momentarily taken back from my dead voice before shaking it off.

“What did you say, you little shit?” He grabbed and pulled my hand, the one that wasn't holding the knife. I took the opportunity and spun, stabbing the knife as far as I could into his body. Obviously not expecting it, he gasped and pushed me away, taking the knife with me. He grunted and yelled in pain as I quickly slashed at his arms in rapid succession. I pounced on his back as he tried to get away, stabbing him in the shoulders and the back. He bashed his side off of the hallway table, falling onto the floor. I stabbed him a few more times in the back before he managed to kick me off of him, smacking my head off of the wall.

Oooh, but I was far from fucking done. I quickly managed to slash the back of his knees rendering them immobile at the moment. The sick tearing sound the knife made made me smile all the brighter, as did his screaming. I rolled him over onto his back and sat on his lap, pining his shoulders to the floor with my hands. He looked in fear at me, the drunken haze that he always had quickly vanished as he looked into my eyes. I saw myself In his reflection, drenched in his blood, dripping off of my face.

I continued my stabbing, screaming curses and crying as years of pent up hate and depression flowed out of me. I had lost count after the twentieth stab, continuing even after his body had stopped moving. My crying became a mixture of tears and laughter as I lost it.

I must have stared at his lifeless body for at least an hour, I had spent everything that he had taken from me, and all that was left was a cold, tired husk of a person. Completely drained of...well... everything. Nothing remained. No hate, or spite or, well anything. Already at that moment. Jesus, I must sound like a fucking broken record at the moment, but how else could I describe it.

[Alright, this is the end of the fucked up stuff.]

{Fluttershy's POV}

I stared at Silver in shock, unbelieving of what I just heard. She stared off into the lake, flicking a pebble or two at a time. For the first time ever, I didn't see her as a strong, beautiful woman that I care so much about, well, I did still see her strength but… in a new light i guess you could say. But I also d didn't see her as a monstrous demon that many would have. No, I saw her as a broken, vulnerable child, held down and entangled by thick heavy chains. A child that, despite dawning on a heavy mask that hid her true self, needed help, someone who needed love.

I jumped from my spot on the ground, glomping her and holding her tight in a hug and wrapping her up in my wings. I couldn't care less if we were on the cold, muddy ground and ruining our dresses. I kissed and nuzzled her cheek trying anything to make her feel better. I felt her arms wrap around me, but she didn't say anything, choosing to weep silently.

“You know what's funny?” She asked after a while, staring into my eyes. “I don't even know why I'm telling you this. I guess with Steve dieing and that stupid as fuck therapist, which I hope got fired, finally popped the cork. I've repressed this for so long, thinking that I didn't need to, no, I shouldn't bother anyone with it.” She hugged me tighter, wiping her tears on my fur. “I didn't want anyone else to feel bad for me, I hated everyone who thought i looked weak, or looked at me with pity in their eyes.” She sighed exhaustively, looking off to the side. “I guess after all this time, I still can't crush that part of me.”

“Silver, I don't see you as a weak person. You're the strongest, most powerful and beautiful mare I know! I can't possibly imagine the pain that you went through, even if you did tell me, in vivid detail may I add.” She chuckled slightly, making my heart flutter. I love her laugh so much. It's nice to hear it despite everything that's been happening to her recently. She needs happiness bin her life, and I'll do my best to give it to her, because I lov-.

“Wait, did you call me beautiful just then?” She asked suddenly, a heavy burning sensation spread from ear to ear as I froze. I suddenly realised the compromising position I was in.

“O-oh, well, oh my! W-well I-I, uhhm.” I stuttered out, staring at her in shock, once again. 'Oh, my! Did I really just say that?! Oh she must think I'm so weird now!’

“Wait, do you smell that?” I paused, and breathed in. Apart from wonderful smell the came from Silver's hair, I didn't notice anything else. Then it hit me, the putrid, sickly sweet smell that i had the misfortune of smelling only once before.

The smell of a decomposing corpse.

The Grand Galloping Galla part 3

Author's Notes:

Yo, I'm back, as promised. There might be a slight delay for the next chapter, but hopefully it will be a week from now if nothing comes up.

I was thinking that if you guys enjoyed the previous chapter, I should re-write every chapter in that format? Im thinking after I finish the story. Let me know what you think!!

Also I hope this isn't going too fast with the shit that's happening in the story. I don't want anyone to lose interest....again....

As always, let me know any spelling mistakes if you spot any ^_^

{Silver pov.}

I don't know what happened. One second I was smushed by Flutters, next I was on the ground screaming in pain, a necrotic acid melting my cheek as i was pinned down by something heavy, the stench of death burning my eyes and nostrils. I felt chunks of flesh slowly drag down my chin and onto the ground, carried by the liquefied remains. I could feel my tongue threaten to burst through the remaining flesh.

“I….Aghm...sowy, mistas.” The thing on top of me said, sorrow deep within it's broken voice. “Lish...is noght...ov my oan...doin.” It gurgled as i thrashed on the ground. He was either super strong it really fucking heavy cause even with my demon strength boosting me I couldn't throw it off. It's thick, leathery appendages held my arms and legs still, continuing to breath death in my face. I could see Coal Tars flow freely through its skinless maw, it's sharp, rotten teeth gleaming in the moonlight. Then it hit me.

It was a fucking Naberius.

The acid dripped from its maw and eye holes, its face barely resembled a pony, if it even used to be one. It had six limbs, four of which being hands, the last two were completely different from each other, one being a hoof and the other being what I could only guess as a gryphon's claw. Seeing it's face, smelling it's breath, it made me thrash all that harder, until a thought hit me.

'Why am i still trying?’ The thought froze me in place. 'I have nothing to live for, no one to live for. I could just end it here, I think It's better if I just let this thing kill me here and now, it would be so easy.’ I slowly lost the feeling of...well... everything. The acidic burning no longer stung, the feeling of being pinned down no longer reminded me of Michael, the lukewarm body warmth from the ghoul that made my skin crawl disappeared. ….my….emotions…. I felt nothing. It faded away. I laughed as my dull, barely silver eyes watched the ghouls teeth close in on me. 'Fuck, how broken am I? I guess in am a worthless, stupid bitch, huh? Guess Michael was right, why would anyone care about me? Why should anyone care? Why should I care?’

“S-stop!” A quiet whimper drew me out of the dark recess in my mind, making me pay a little more attention. “P-please stop.” The whimper cried out again, sounding even more desperate than before. Something about that voice made me squirm, made me want to fight, if only little bit. I managed to crane my head far enough to see who it was. My eyes widened, my breath catching on itself.

“Fluttershy?” I weakly asked as I watched another Naberius on top of her, this one only had three limbs, if anyone cared that is, it's acid dripping onto her wing and chest. I watched as she screamed in silence, or was she screaming her lungs out? I couldn't quite hear. ‘....no….’ I heard a voice in the back of my head, it was quiet and practically non-existent, but still there. ‘...not her….please no!’ The voice grew louder until I realised it was my voice. 'Please not her! Anypony but her! Not Fluttershy! Not my friend!’ I latched onto that voice, as if I was a terrified child huddling next to a nightlight, quickly regaining everything. My senses returned, and with it the pain, but instead of blocking it out, I latched onto that as well, embracing it. 'I will not put her through that again!’ An image of Fluttershy weeping as she held my dying body in her arms flashed in my mind, practically the last thing I saw before blacking out. 'I can't give up! I just can't, not yet! I won't make her cry like that again! I'll get the help I need, just stop making her cry!’

I could hear her blood curdling screaming.

My body blazed with blue fire, violent and wild in my rage as my body changed. 'Not my friend. Not her. NOT. MY. FLUTTERSHY!’ The ghoul on top of me screeched and howled in agony as it's leathery skin burned and boiled, blisters ruptured and bursted, flinging their fluids and evaporating as soon as they touched my flame. With a burst of my demonic strength, I kicked the walking corpse off of me, impaling it onto a low hanging branch of the tree. It didn't take long for the other naberius to take note of its comrade. Too little too late, however, as with a mear pulse of fire, both it and Fluttershy were set ablaze, the ghoul screaming in its slurred voice while Fluttershy curled up into a ball, unaffected by the flame. The ghoul scrambled off of her, diving into the pool. Heh, that won't fucking save you, cunt.

I could feel my power regrow and knit my cheek together at remarkable speeds, leaving little more than a small indent scar the size of my pinky nail. And even then, it was barely visible. The fire on Flutters did the same, knocking out any loose feathers before regrowing the wing and chest to what it was before in all its beauty. I rushed over to her, checking her over quickly before commanding the flames to disperse.

“Fluttershy! Are you okay?!” I held tightly onto her shoulders, more than likely hurting her, checking for anything despite knowing the my flame already fixed everything. Heh, could you blame me? She snapped out of whatever funk she was in, her eyes focusing on me as her tears dripped down her cheeks. Barely a second later, she hugged me tightly, threatening to crack my ribs under the strength. “Flutters, you sure your not a half-demon like me?” I jokingly asked trying to make light of the situation, whether it failed or not I had no clue as she said, nothing only clinging harder.

“So...warm…” She said quietly, rubbing her cheek against my shoulder as she did her best to wipe her tears. It….warmed me a little….in a..strange sort of way, a different heat other than my power. This moment, unfortunately, didn't last. The two corpses started to crawl towards us, surprisingly ignoring the blue flame that consumed them. A considerably large burnt branch stuck out of the torso of one of them, having snapped it of somewhere between my worrying, the other was draped in various dried plant matter, flaking away with each lumbering step it took towards us.

Training instincts kicking in, I gently pushed Flutters to the side, i practically ripped my dress by pulling out my pistol, charging it with flame as I popped a bullet in the chamber. The two circled us like vulchers, waiting for a chance to pounce. I never took my eyes off of them, constantly flipping between them. The two pounced at once, diving towards me from opposite directions, with their arms held outward, long boney claws bursting from their rotten fingertips. Black, old blood splattered their hands, oozing out like syrup.

I was quick enough to grab one of them by its wrists, pummeling the other with its body, which sent it tumbling backwards, before planting the barrel of my gun into its chest, firing a few round. It didn't seem to affect it much as it locked a hand around my throat and slammed me into the ground, knocking the air out of my lungs. Time seemed to slow somewhat, both the me n’ the corpse inching closer together at an agonizing pace, my mind running a million thoughts per second.

It allowed me to plan out what I was going to do. 'What was I going to do?’ I asked myself, I haven't fought a Naberius before, I can't even remember the verse to banish it. Now that I think about it, would that hurt me as well? 'Gah! Not the time, idiot!’ I scolded myself as I felt time revert back to the norm, feeling the demon's hand...claw….things.. tightening around my throat, choking me.

“Listen...dude...I don't mind a bit of choking, but at least buy me dinner!” I yelled through grit teeth, using my strength to snap its wrist and striking it's stomach with my feet, watching it collide with the other one. I really need to give them names, cuz this must be confusing. I'll call the one that I just sent flying Sixer, on account of its limbs, and the other Tripod.

Listen, I suck at name's, fuck off!

Anyway, Sixer and Tripod quickly got off of eachother, growling at me the entire time. In the form of highest communication, I growled back, flaring my fire. I could see Fluttershy hiding in a bush nearby, watching with….dull,hollow, yet worried eyes, kinda like her whole meaning of life had vanished. Did I do that to her? What else is new? It seems like no matter what, all I do is ruin everything for everybody, as if just by living I'm hurting someone for another day.

'Fuck, my story has really messed with her , huh? Ha, and haven't even told her half of the shit that's happened.’

Sixer launched himself towards me, using its friend as a launchpad, it's claws fully extended. I jumped to the side, pushing with my right foot, however, I didn't react fast enough. Its claws skiffed my belly, tearing a good chunk of my dress and exposing my navel. Marginally pissed, I poured as much power as I could into my arms and slammed my fists into its face in a overhang fashion, locking my fingers together. By Christ I must hit like a jackhammer, as it's teeth were utterly fucked into nothing, literally vaporised, as was half of its face, mind you.

The ground was splattered with its blood as Sixer hit the ground hard, rolling in the mud with a strangely horrific squelching sound. I turned around just in time to grab Tripod’s hands, squeezing hard enough to snap its bones. A left hook, right uppercut finished with a headbut made it fall onto its back. Pinning it down, I grabbed its third appendage and pulled, hard, ripping it off in a shower of blood and a sickening tear, leaving a messy stump. It screamed and hollered in agony as I worked my flame through its stump. Hammering the final nail in its coffin, I fired my gun point blank into its face, splattering its dead brains all over the place.

I didn't get a chance to revel in its disintegration as I was once again pounced on by Sixer. The sudden strong force made me lose my grip on my pistol, It flew off somewhere close as I heard a loud ‘thunk’ shortly after. I watched as it grew a new set of rotten teeth that shortly sliced through my left shoulder like it was nothing, my blood curdling scream was loud enough to send the birds that were perched atop the castle balcony to fly off, and no doubt drawing the attention of everypony inside. There must have been something in its saliva as I could feel my body get weaker and weaker, like a paralyzing agent or something, although I could still see and feel things. Try as I might, my punches and kicks had less and less of an effect on it. It grabbed my right arm around the midpoint between my hand and my elbow, and crushed it, I could feel my bones snap, a large chunk of it poking out against my skin.

I don't think I need to describe the pain I felt. It was unbearable, enough to bring back some more horrid memories to surface. Tch, I couldn't make a sound, I was locked in a silent scream as my vision began to flash and blur, and I knew that I didn't have long to stay conscious. I've passed out from pain before, after all. My flame died out as I lost my concentration, my body morphing back to its 'normal’ state as he threw my limp arm to the side.

'It seems that even despite the training by Cleaver, I'm still fucking useless huh? Now I'm staring death in its ugly face and I can't do anything about it.’ It pulled away from me, ripping a good amount of flesh from my shoulder, spraying blood everywhere. My blood dribbled down its mutilated face, mixing with the toxin that leaked from its teeth. It was about to lunge for my face before what remained of its head blew apart, a loud bang firing off somewhere behind me. It's body collapsed onto me, slowly dripping blood onto my face as it disintegrated. It wasn't there for long before being pushed off of me by a pair of soft yellow hands, one of them still holding onto my gun in her shaking hands. Those same hands moved under my armpits and dragged me away from the corpse, leaving a trail of blood as I was moved. The steel of the gun poked my right tit, it's a pain but it's better than just a few moments ago.

Fluttershy sat down criss-cross style propping me up on her legs. I couldn't see what she was doing, but I could hear the sounds of her panicked voice and the tearing of fabric, but that's about it. I could feel her press something on my wound, its sting brought me from the brink, clearing my vision somewhat, even if it was only for a moment. She tore her dress up to try to soak up and stop the bleeding. I could her her shouting... something...waving my pistol at whatever rustled, be it wind or critter.

'Yeah…..sh- she's definitely gonna…..gonna kill someone...better stop...her.’ I gently grabbed her wrist, smearing some blood on her fur. She flinched, almost pulling the trigger a she looked towards me. I gave her the best smile I could as I weakly pushed the gun from out of her hand, which happened surprisingly fast. It cluttered to the ground with a muffled sound as the energy quickly left from my body. Fluttershy held my hand with both of hers, shaking and squeezing it so that I'd stay awake. Heh, how cute. Her hands are strangely warm, soft too, despite my blood coating them. Man I could get used to this, her warm hands I mean, not the whole 'beaten to a bloody pulp’ thing.

…Jesus, what the fuck am I talking about?...

“Heh, I need…..a drink. Definitely….. whisky….” I muttered softly as I passed out, the image of a panicking Fluttershy slowly fading away.

Celestia sipped on the glass of wine in her hands, enjoying the fruity taste as she laid on her couch in her bed chambers. The fire crackled and popped in front of her, the light from the fireplace illuminating her and the couch, leaving the rest of the room surrounded in darkness, leaving only the faintest of outlines from the furniture. She watched the flames dance and lick at the stone frame, the veins of heat split down the thick logs like lighting, zigzagging from one end to the other.

“Sister! Our hunch was right!” Luna shouted, pushing the doors open with such a force that it slammed against the wall, threatening to pop off of its golden hinges. Scared out of her mind, it took every drop of willpower not to blast her sisters with every destructive spell she knew. The two stared at each other awkwardly, the dull golden light from Celestia's horn basking the two. Letting out a breath, Celestia canceled out her magic, setting aside her wine glass before shifting in her seat, patting the space next to her.

“Now, could you repeat that and not shout on my face, dear sister.” A dark scarlet blush spread from cheek to cheek, her ear tips growing rosey as she gave her sister a bashful smile. However, the smile quickly vanished.

“Ahem, I'm afraid our deepest fears have come to pass. The prophecy has come and you and I know who it is. Twilight and the girls are in mortal danger if this 'Silver’ continues to run rampant!” Luna slammed a fist against the arm rest, nearly breaking the entire couch.

“I-i….are you absolutely sure sister? I know how you feel about...him. Are you sure this Silver is the daughter of that monster, and not your anger clouding your judgement?” Celestia asked, placing her on sisters shoulder. “I hate him just as much as you, after what he did to our parents, but we need to make sure.”

“Yes I'm sure, sister! I watched her use his flame on the Naberius I summoned on her! We need to take care of her now!”

“While I should berate you on using that summon, especially after what happened four thousand years ago, I'll take your word for it. However, we can't be to hasty. We can't just take her by random, especially if the foreign embassies catches wind of her abduction.” Celestia nursed her wine as she and her sister thought in silence.

This wasn't an easy decision to make.

It must have been an hour or two before I regained consciousness, opening my eyes to the typical hospital scene. You know the one, tiled floors and ceilings, heart-rate monitor that sat next to the bedside dresser, a water dispenser in the corner with the two nozzles. That clean, hospital smell flooded my nose as the harsh, bright light stung my eyes. There was no one else in the room with me, meaning that Fluttershy was probably alright and in the waiting room, or sitting on the benches outside my room. 'Do they even have those here? Speaking of, where is here? I must still be in Canterlot, right?’ A painful pulse throbbed along my entire left side as I tried to sit up, a warm sticky sensation following its wake.

“Ah! Fuck!” I couldn't help but yell as I was practically forced back down onto bed, my body unable to support itself. Causing even more pain to shoot throughout my body. “Greeeeat.” I groaned, looking over my shoulder and shivering at the strange warm/cold blood mix that soaked into the bandage that covered the wound. “Just what I wanted, to be back in the hospital after just being released.” I sighed, looking around the room I noticed a comfy looking wooden chair with either cotton or cloud padding. Laying over the armrest was a pair of my clothes, jeans and a long sleeved shirt. On the actual seat my my pistol and my holster, that had somehow not been damaged throughout that whole ordeal, a few strands of pink hair and yellow fur were scattered around on the chair.

'I guess she was here then.’

Speaking of damage, I did a once over my body, noting that I still had my dress on once I kicked the blankets to the side. My right arm was fucked, completely bruised and numb. It was forced straight with metal reinforced with a cast and held up with that annoying sling. It always rubbed painfully against my..….well, my nipple.

Well at least it won't be a problem, at least until I move it. Speaking of, I wonder if I can get some meds to ease this pain. I noticed that the bandages around my wrists had been changed. I guess Fluttershy gave word to the staff about my want to hide them. I managed to work my way to the side of the bed, planting my feet onto the cold floor, sending icy spikes up them. I winced as my knees popped standing up, wobbling slightly. I'm the corner of the room I spotted a full body mirror, and Jesus I looked like a mess, hell the bags under my eyes had bags.

My dress was ruined, caked in blood, mud and sludge and practically torn to pieces. My eyes were drawn to the part where the ghoul slashed on my navel, revealing a nasty burn scar that was larger than my hand. I frowned as I tried to cover it, trying to hide my shame. After all, it's my fault, wasn't it? If I had just listed to Michael, he wouldn't have punished me. If i had been good, I wouldn't have half the scars I had…

Slowly, I striped the dress off of me, letting it fall to the ground. My eyes became dull and dark as my eyes trailed over my body, undoing my hair, I let it gather In front of my face, shrouding my eyes in darkness as they traced every small and large scar from every time I was thrown into furniture, punched, kicked or otherwise forced to cut myself. A flash brought me back to that house, remembering him standing over me, watching as I split my inner thigh skin with that icy blade, smelling the blood slowly dribble down and stain my socks. With a blink, the flashback ended and I was alone again, staring at the long vertical scar that ended at my belly button, part of it hidden by my bra.

God I hate my body.

My tail twitched, reminding me that I was basically naked in a room that anyone could enter at anytime. That wouldn't do, had to hide my shame whilst I still could. It took a while, but I managed to get changed into my clothes. It was fucking painful when I had to slip on the shirt, having to navigate my left arm through the sleeve almost made me cry out, but I managed to bare it. I didn't try my other arm, couldn't be arsed, so I just pulled the shirt over it and let the sleeve dangle. I left my pistol and holster on the chair, seeing no reason to slip it on.

I sat on the edge of the bed, facing away from the door and letting my thoughts run rampant as I parted my hair, tucking it behind my ears. I really need to cut it, it's starting to go beyond my neck. I held my tail in my hands rubbing the fur with my fingers and scratching curtain spots before sighing and lifting my shirt, letting it coil around my waist. I sat there in silence for what must have been half an hour before I heard the door open with a creak. I didn't make a move, not fully registering that I now had company. I could pick up faint whispering firing back and forth before somepony stepped forward, silencing the whispers. Their hooves slowly, almost hesitantly, rasped against the tiles. I could feel the bed shift as that pony sat down behind me, placing a hand on my good shoulder.

“Silver?” Fluttershy said, oozing with concern as she lightly pulled on my shoulder. “Silver you should be resting, especially after what we've been through.” She leaned in, her warm breath made the hair on the back of my neck stand, and whispered. “Don't worry, I haven't told them about...you know…”

“Thanks,” I whispered back, “I know, I know. I didn't mean to make any of you worry, It's just that I've just spent enough time in bed. That and the pain isn't exactly making helping.”

“I'll go fetch a nurse, then.” I heard Rainbow say before she flew out of the room. Knowing I wouldn't win against Fluttershy, I leaned back onto the bed, leaving enough room so that she didn't have to get up to move. The rarity and twilight sat down on the nearby chairs, Applejack propped herself against the wall hanging her stetson up on a peg behind the door. Pinky just sorta…stood there, in silence, staring at the floor with sorrowful eyes. In fact they all had it written across their faces.

“How are you feeling?” Twilight asked as she rubbed her fingers, shifting in her seat a little.

“I'm….tired, to be honest.” I wanted to lie, say I was alright and happy, but I doubt I could lie anymore. “So much has happened in so little time. I'm on the brink of a breakdown, not that I haven't had one already, and I'm just….tired. I just want one day, just one, where I don't have to deal with... anything. No demon's, no deaths, no bad memories.

“I know, you all want to know about what happened in my...past. And I know I'm not in your best light at the moment, deciding whether or not I should be trusted and all that. But I will tell you. One day. I'm just not ready at the-” I was cut off by the sudden group hug I found myself in, everyone held me tightly, working around my shoulder and arm. It took all the strength I had not to burst out crying, to let out everything I had inside me, and even then I started sob uncontrollably, my lips trembled, my eyes burned as I tried to keep them at bay.

I was so god damn close to breaking then and there, the warm comforting hugs were almost enough to utterly shatter me. In a good way, I suppose. The shushing that a few of them breathed out didn't help. I didn't know what to say or do, my energy was completely sapped away.

“It's okay, Silver. You don't have to say a thing if you don't want to.” I heard pinky say, her voice no longer shipper and happy. I suppose even she knows when to calm down, huh? For the first time in a while I smiled a true smile, not a fake one or a half assed one, but a genuine smile.

A hard few knocks snapped us from the hug, the group quickly scrambling to their original spots as the nurse gave a harsh glare as she tapped impatiently on her clipboard held on her hands. She let out a sigh, brushing her beige mane out of her face and into her hair clip. Her brown, glossy fur reflected the lights in the room in a way that emphasized her amber eyes. She wore a long white coat over a pair of scrubs that his her cutiemark.

“It's good to see you awake, Miss Silver. We've managed to neutralize the toxin in your body but you may feel a bit strange for a while, but from what I'm told by your medical records here, it will pass shortly. You're wounds on the other hand may be a different story. The gaping wound has been dressed in a special solvent and had a magically enhanced, synthetic graft.” She flipped a few pages in the clipboard to show a particularly... graphic image of my body. Nothing exposing my breasts or anything, but it showed the grisly bite mark, teeth marks n’ all. A second image was pinned next to the other one, with practically the same image. The only thing that was different was that the wound was now covered with a strange, white substance that was sewn into the surrounding skin.

“As you can no doubt tell when you woke up, the graft has already begun it's work. You're blood and nerve vessels have already begun to interweave throughout the graft, however, they are still weak so try not to move around too much, as they are prone to bursting and causing more harm than good. Again we aren't sure how long it'll take before you full recover, however we estimate that'll take around a month to fully heal.” She flipped the pages back to the original page and set it aside, quickly moving over to my side of the bed, gently moving my arm. “Now, your arm is a different matter altogether, much more simple, all we've done is align the broken bones and set it into place.”

“Speaking of, I don't suppose I could get some painkillers or something? I'm in pain all over.” I groaned as she laid my arm back down. She gave a short nod before reaching into her coat and pulling out an orange pill bottle. And set it onto the bedside table.

“Yeah, that's the last thing I wanted to talk to you about, you should take one every six hours and it should dull the pain until heals properly, the most common side effect is drowsiness. If you run out before it heals you can easily get a repeat prescription at the Ponyville hospital. We’ll keep you in for tonight do we can monitor you, after that we'll see if you can leave tomorrow.” After double checking the bandages, grunting in concern once she saw the drying blood covering them, she pinned her clipboard under her armpit as she walked towards the doorway before suddenly stopping to turn her head. “By the way, visiting hours are over, please wrap things up as quick as possible.”

“Aw man, really?” Rainbow, who I didn't notice had come back in, said as she pouted. “I really wanted to hear how you kicked ass!” She exclaimed, pulling the classic 80’s movie karate chops and kicks with the ‘awaaaaaa’ sound.

“I'm afraid that it's just gonna have to wait till tomorrow, Dash.” I said, Letting out a yawn. “Besides, I want to hear how your nights went first. I'll see you guys in the morning.”

“Fiiiinne,” Rainbow groaned out, with a pout, “I'll see you later Silvs.” She slumped out of the room with a huff. The others also said their goodbyes, leaving one by one till it was just me and Fluttershy. We sat there in silence for a moment, unable to think of anything to talk about.

But we didn't care. Eventually though, she slipped off of the bed, stretching her wings before waving goodbye to me. But in that moment I had a very strange idea pop into my head, one that I just had to follow. My hand reached out to grab hers, only just managing to grab her fingers. God they were so warm.

“C-could you s-stay for the night?” I hesitantly asked, hiding behind my hair as it shifted in front of me, unbeknownst to me at that moment, my cheeks and the tips of my ears burned a rosy red. I didn't want to ask her that but, I really don't want to be alone at the moment. “It's cool if you leave after I fall asleep, but I just want someone around for now.”

“Oh, s-sure! I'll stay with you.” She quickly stepped to the edge of the bed parting my hair to the side as she gave me a motherly look. “Do need anything, a drink to wash that pill down?” I gave a short nod leaning over to grab the bottle, popping it open with my teeth and tapping one out. It was a round, white tablet with strange writing on it that I couldn't even dream to pronounce.

Shortly after closing the cap, Shy handed me a cup of water. It was one of those reusable, plastic ones. I gagged a little as it brushed against my tongue, leaving a bitter trail as I swallowed. It was strange, the taste of pill reminded me of fluoxetine, something I had the misfortune of having when I was younger. I don't know why exactly, I mean, most pills just taste the same to me.

“Ugh, that's disgusting.” I shivered, my body obviously hated it too. It almost made me throw up, it was that fucking bad. Jesus. I watched her gingerly pick up the gun and holster, laying it next to the pill bottle before dragging the comfy chair to my left side, sitting down with an exhausted sigh. “You do know I don't mind if you sit down on the bed, right?”

“I know, I just want to give you as much space as you need.” She said with a smile, gently taking my hand in both of her own, rubbing my palm with her thumbs. It felt, weird, but in a good way. A sudden wave of drowsiness passed over me, my pains fading somewhat to a dull throb, my vision growing fuzzy. It seems like the drugs kicked in, rather fast too. She continued to make small talk, her words fading every second as they came out. I think she knew I was falling asleep, regardless she just kept on talking about nothing and everything, falling onto deaf ears. I couldn't keep my eyes open any longer, as if some sorta weight was pressing on my eyelids.

I awoke from my dreamless sleep as the first if the sun's rays hit my face, bathing me in its warmth. Though, that wasn't the only thing that was warm on me at the moment. A weight shifted on my stomach and arm, rubbing against the former before settling. Blinking the sleep from my eyes, I leaned forward slightly spotting a sleeping Fluttershy drooling a little on my shirt, her wings twitching under a warm looking blanket that was draped over her shoulders.

“...cute…” I muttered though my dazed stupor before leaning back, staring at the ceiling, losing myself a little in my thoughts. 'I wonder how Eddie's doing right now. It's been awhile since I talked to him, even before coming to Equestria.’ A series of knocks brought me back to the land of the living.

“Come in.” I tried to say softly, only coming out as a raspy wheeze, fuck I need some water. The door squeaked open, and the doctor from last night walked in, her hooves clopping on the tiles. I put a finger to my lips, wincing as I used my broken arm. Look my other hand is kinda preoccupied at the moment, being held and squeezed by a sleeping Fluttershy. The doctor gave a nod of understanding as she got closer.

“How’re you doing? Any problems or anything?” She whispered, crouching to my level.

“No, everything feels fine, at the moment at least, well apart from my dry throat. That medication works fast, after a few minutes it just kicked in like a jackhammer.”

“Yes, that's what most ponies say after their first dose, it'll gradually get easier, however, it won't knock you out as fast once you're body gets adjusted to it.” She pulled a clipboard out of fucking nowhere, like literal Pinkie Pie level logic, and flipped through a few pages. “After monitoring you for the night, I can safely say that you can leave today, whenever you want, however you can stay here if you feel like somethings wrong. In any case, I'd advise you not to do anything too straining, that means no fighting or adventuring, no heavy lifting, and absolutely no demon hunting. I know you're type, I face it every day with new demon hunters and exorcists.

“One of these days I'm going to complain to those groups, their sending too many inexperienced ponies to their deaths.” She finished with a huff, tuting as she shook her head. “In any case, let the receptionist know before you leave.” I gave her a nod and watched as she straightened herself up and walked out, shutting the door quietly after herself.

“Hm, so there is a group of exorcists. Better keep my temper in check whilst I'm in big cities like this, don't want to expose myself. Speaking of, I'll use my power to heal myself once I get back to Ponyville.” Fluttershy groaned in her sleep, squeezing my hand a little. I couldn't help by squeeze back, smiling as a warm look crossed her face, shifting to 'look’ at me as her hair gathered In front of her face. Slowly removing my arm from its sling, I dragged my fingers through her lovely pink hair, gently stroking and petting it, getting it out of her face.

Jesus it's soft, kinda like her fur but only more silky. She hummed is my fingers brushed against one of her ears, flicking and twitching from the touch. The sun's rays began to creep down my body, slowly consuming not my and Flutters body in its warmth. Fluttershy groaned and squirmed as the light righted her face, nuzzling against my stomach to try and get away, to no avail. She yawned tapering off into a squeak as she slowly rose from my body, looking around with a sleepy daze until she set her eyes on me.

“Mornin, sleepyhead. Can I have my arm back now?” I slipped my hand back through the sling. She stared in confusion before looking at her hand, then back to me, then back to her hand, before letting out a loud eep, letting go of my hand and stumbling as she quickly shot up and backpedaled, tumbling over the chair and falling to the ground in an utter mess. I couldn't help but snort, carefully holding my hand to my mouth, trying to hold in my laughter. “Idiot.” I joked as I fully sat up.

“Owie….” Fluttershy groaned as she sat up, her legs splayed to the side as she rubbed her forehead with a grimace. I rose from the bed, wincing as I rolled my shoulder, my back popped in multiple places, earning a blissful sigh from me. “H-hey, you shouldn't be moving!” She quickly rushed to my side with a worried face, gently pushing me back.

“Nah, it's okay. The Doc came by and told me I could leave when I want, though I have to be careful until I get better. I'll heal myself when we get home so I don't arouse too much suspicion.” I whispered the last part, can't be too careful. She paused for a moment before nodding, helping me to my feet. I wobbled slightly as the cold chill of the tile rushed my skin, straining myself with a shiver. As I walked towards my shoes that sat quietly next to the door, Fluttershy slinked around the bed, picking up the bottle of pills and my pistol, jamming it into its holder hastily and clicking the cover shut.

By the time I finished towing my laces, Shy had walked back over to me, daintily pressing her hand against the small of my back, just in case I got dizzy or something. I gave her a small smile before nodding to me self, opening the door to the hallway, the classic clean and fresh smell filled my lungs. Is it weird I enjoy this kinda shit? Double checking if my tail was tucked away, the both of us walked the maze like corridors, more than once finding a dead end or a storeroom. It felt like an hour had passed before we finally found the stairway that led to the ground floor.

Turns out we were on the sixth floor.

…..Why does the universe hate me?

I collapsed into one of the lobby’s metal waiting chairs as I was ordered to while Fluttershy filled out a few forms at the front desk, shyly hiding behind her pink locks as the receptionist talked. The lobby was large and mostly vacant, its bland color giving an eerie feel to the room. I could see a few other groups of ponies around me, a single stallion sat across from me. He had a distant, almost catatonic state, most likely been told some bad news or had way to much on their mind. It's a state I know far too well. He caught me staring, but instead of being weirded out by me, he gave me a nod. One of understanding.

‘Fuck am I that readable now? Just the other week I had been able to hide everything and now it seems that every can see that something was wrong with me. This is why I don't like opening up, leaves me feeling naked.’ I thought as i gave a nod back, a dark look shading my face. He went back to staring at nothing.

One group of four mares who sat a few chairs away from me were laughing at each other about something, jumpy and ecstatic. Looks like they've had some really good news. To be honest, it made me smile, seeing those strangershappy. One of the mares, a cream coloured unicorn with a blueberry mane that was weaved into a ponytail, caught my eye. Her wide sunset pink eyes were framed by a red flush that spread from the tip of her ear over her soft looking face and over to her other ear. She wore a pink hoodie that mostly hid a school shirt, leaving the hard collar and tie exposed. She also wore a pair of trousers, the weird kind that schools normally make you wear. A pair of gray framed glasses were delicately placed at the base of her snout. At the raise of my eyebrow she quickly looked down to her hooves, which quickly drew the other three's attention to her. I shrugged taking notice of them, I quickly regretted moving as a lance of pain shot across my arm.

I glanced to the right and spotted a small green Earthpony filly, with a bandana around her head and only a few strands of black tail hair. She had no cutiemark either. It only took a second to figure out that she had Cancer, at such a young age too. Jesus that's so fucked up, she doesn't even look seven yet. She was running circles around her parents, laughing to her heart's content as they tried to catch her, 'failing’ every time. Her mother is a rather small, brown pegasus with a soft orange mane and tail. She wore a red woven cardigan that hid a purple shirt, a pair of blue jeans hung tightly against her frame, but not so tight as to hinder movement. Her father is a total fucking giant, rivaling Big Mac in terms of muscle and height. He was a yellow, almost golden, Earthpony with a dark green mane and tail. He wore a working shirt that was caked in paint, something with his cargo shorts, which was beige in colour.

It seems like even here there are somethings that magic just can't fix. Pushing that depressing thought out, I let out a sigh and leaned backward, hanging my head over the backrest of the chair, making me lift my body off of the seat. It gave me a clear, if not upside down, image of Fluttershy. She was fumbling around with a pile of clipped papers as she walked towards me. 'This must be the part where I sign.’

“This must be the part where I sign, right Flutters?” She jumped slightly from my bored tone, not noticing that I was staring at her. Her face quickly grew red as she threatened to drop the papers, not knowing that the position on the chair I was in gave her an ample view of my tits. ‘Huh, a few ponies seem to have flushed faces, Fluttershy included. There must be a bug going around.’

“Y-yes! I mean, yeah. Uhm, p-please don't sit like that, your...uhm, well. You'll hurt your neck! Yes, that's it!” She quickly made me sit up straight, much to my chagrin as she pushed my head forward with some force, making my butt collide with the chair.

“Ow! Jeez, watch it Flutters.” I groaned, rubbing the back of my neck as I popped it in several places. I gave her a mock glare, she fidgeted under my gaze before ‘glaring’ back at me. She was as intimidating as a squirrel, especially with those puffed out cheeks of hers. “Come on, give me the stupid papers.”

As I began to read and check over the forms, shit about my release n’ stuff, I could see Fluttershy stare at me weirdly, almost longingly, like she was wanting to ask me something, or perhaps waiting for me to do something. 'She probably wants to know more about my past…’ I thought as I moved on autopilot, my eyes grew dull with a shadow obscuring them. As if knowing something was wrong, I felt Fluttershy's furry hands reach under me and cup my chin, lifting my face to meet hers. Silence resigned over us as she rubbed my cheek with her thumb. For some reason, it seemed to help. I could feel my mood improving as I looked into her sparkling eyes, mesmerized by their colour. We inched closer, our noses just about touching, I could feel her warm breath on my lip. Were her eyes always this beautiful?

“Ugh, look. Over there.” A snobbish voice in the distance whispered, snapping me out of the trance like state I was in. It was silent, but I could easily pick it up for some reason.

“Ugh I know. Don't those dirty fillyfoolers know it's a public place?” A second, snarky voice popped up, giggling evilly with a cliché ‘Oh ho ho ho’ anime laugh. ‘The fuck, people actually laugh like that?’

“I know right? Look at them, lost in their own little world, they should at least show some class, nopony wants to see that.” A third one chimed in as the lot of them burst into laughter. I ground my teeth as I listened to them, bearing them for all to see. I hate people like that. Fluttershy looked embarrassed, or ashamed? I couldn't tell really, but I could tell that she was uncomfortable with what they were saying about us. Behind her, I could see the green filly's parents glare at the group while also covering her ears, much to the filly’s confusion.

I couldn't take it anymore, I hate people who mock gay people, that fucking laughter, those fucking bitches! I grabbed and pulled my pistol from my hip and fired a round into the wall behind them, leaving a smoking hole directly next to one of them, narrowly missing her horn. The room went silent as I winced, the recoil of the gun jerking my shoulder. As the spent cartridge clinked on the floor, I stood up, placing the gun onto the papers that I layed on my now absent seat.

I could see that it was the same group that the cream coloured mare was in, though by her ashamed look I could tell that she wasn't one of the ponies that spoke. I strolled over to the group, glaring at the other three who I could now clearly see.The one next to the bullet hole, the one who started the whole thing, leaning as far away as she could from the hole, her brown eyes shrunken to pinpricks. She was wearing a school uniform, complete with a purple blazer and and a black skirt.

“I don't know what I should be more pissed about. The fact that you're insulting me and my friend, or the fact that you're insulting gays in general.” I walked up to the first mare, grabbing her by the collar of her shirt and pinned her against the wall with a hand. “I don't know if you know this, but you're hell of a lot lighter that a naberius. So, even with my damaged shoulder, I can lift you with ease.” Sweat condensed on her brow as the other two, also in the same school uniform rose from their chairs and backed away, but still hovering around us. “People like you should've been taught better.” I said harshly as I felt my power build up, pushing and prodding to find an escape. I managed to keep it in check though.

“M-more like you should've been taught better. Do you K-know who I am!? I am the daughter of lord Moonstone! How dare you! My father will have your head for this! Besides, you dirty fillyfoolers are what's ruining this cit-” With a roll of my eyes, I slammed her against the wall again, harder than I really wanted, but it still got my point across. Well it was either that or the fact that my eyes started to glow blue.

“I really hate people like you. Thinking that everything belongs to them, their disgusting behaviour to people 'below’ them,” I bared my fangs at her, “I couldn't care less if you were one of the princesses, this kinda shit makes me so fucking mad.” I whispered in her ear with a growl mixed in. Didn't really want to swear in front of a child. With a ‘tch’ I dropped her onto her butt, swiftly planting a foot to her stomach, holding her inplace.

“You know, you're lucky I'm not feeling all to well, otherwise I’d have beaten you to a pulp for those remarks. Don't get me wrong, I can still do it, I just don't really want to. Now if you apologise, I'll let you go.”

“As if I'll apologise to a freak like you! You, you brute! I'll make sure you rot in the dungeons for this-!” I pressed my foot harder into her stomach making her choke on her words. “Alright! Alright! I'm sorry!” The instant she said it, I released her from the ground. She quickly scrambled out of the entrance with her friends, unfortunately, I couldn't get a good look at their faces other than they were both pegai. “You won't hear the end of this!”

“I'm sure I won't.” I muttered in a bored tone, loud enough for everyone to hear. I let out a sigh. “Sorry about the damage, I'll pay for it later.” I said to the receptionist before turning to the remaining mare, who was hiding in her hoodie. “Aren't you going with you're friends?” She flinched, poking her head out with a shameful look on her face.

“N-no, I'm sorry about them. It's my fault they noticed you two. They are usually quiet when they mock others, they normally just whisper. Again, I'm sorry. Don't let me keep you from you're marefriend.” She said with a sad look on her face.

“O-oh! Uh, Shy ain't my marefriend. She's just a friend.” It was my turn to form a blush. ‘Why would she think that we were a couple? Strange.’

“Really!?” She said excitedly jumping from her seat, her hood thrown back, a strange sparkle in her eyes.

“Uhm…yeah….” I was taken aback a little from her outburst, but I pushed the strange act out of my mind. “What's your name, by the way?”

“Oh! Uhm, B-Blueberry Cream! But you can just call me blueberry….or cream….or whatever you want to call me….” Her blush deepened. ‘Of course, why am I not surprised. Jeez the naming system is so weird.’

“Nice to meet you, names Silver.” I stuck out my hand, to which Blueberry quickly snapped up with her own hand.

“So, warm…” She whispered as she let out an excited gasp. She stared at my hand in awe before letting go with a flinch. “I-im sorry. I-I'd better go before they begin to wonder where I've gone.” She said frantically, as she scratched behind her ear, refusing to look into my eyes.

“Alright. See you around Blueberry. Oh, and find better friends, with friends like those, you're gonna get in trouble. One of these days.” She hummed in acknowledgement before running after her ‘friends’.

“Be seeing you, my new friend!” She giggled waving to me as she ran, the tips of her ears growing pink as she caught my eyes again. I watched as the doors closed automatically, obscuring her form somewhat.

“Yeah…”

All Hell Breaks loose...........

Author's Notes:

Hey, sorry it's been a while since I last posted, I've just been busy being a lazy cunt. Well that and deciding how to end this story, which will be soon as I know exactly how to direct this.

I don't know of I've asked this yet, but do you want to see this re written and improved or should I go onto the next story? It'll have a long-ish prologue explaining this story if the future readers didn't want to read my (admittedly shitty and edgy) start to the story.

I'll leave it to you! :P

The cabin rocked back and forth as it traveled down the tracks back to Ponyville. I pressed my forehead against the cold glass, watching the scenery pass. I could see Fluttershy reading a book directly across from me, resting her elbows on the table separating us. She was fully engrossed in the book, a flushed expression graced her face as her eyes passed back and forth between the pages, with an occasional bashful glance to me and Rainbow. I had no clue as to what she was reading, but from the occasional gasps and whimpers, I can only guess that it was really fuckin good.

Next to her sat a sleeping Rainbow Dash, snoring loudly with an open mouth, an occasional murmur or snort following her snores. A lone Coal Tar drifted onto the table, looking at me with a tilt of its body. This demon has always been cute to me, even with the potential danger that they possess if more of them band together. A shiver ran up my spine at the thought of them overrunning Ponyville in a single day. It blinked before it drifted away, upside down might I add, as if a gust of wind blew it away.

The rest of the gang sat at the table directly parallel to ours, leaving the seat next to me vacant. I suppose it's so if the cabin rocks violently, no one would bash into my shoulder. From the angle I was in, I couldn't see what they were doing, not even looking at the window could tell me. I let a breath out, fogging up the glass, a strange shiver rushed down my spine to the tip of my tail. ‘That's right, it must be close to fall.’ I drew a small heart out on the glass, watching the droplets leak down to the wooden frame. ‘Jeez, I must have been her for...what, one month? Two? Come to think of it, what season was it when I left earth. I've completely forgotten.’

'Man I need to get a job. Maybe the mayor can hook me up with something? After all, can't be a burden on Shy forever.’ I let out a long yawn as dark clouds covered the sky, the slight twinkle of pegai in their suits caught my eye as they moved them into place. It's times like this I wish I still had my phone… A sudden plink on the glass made me jump, forcing me out of my thoughts as the first droplets of rain splattered onto the train. I let out a breath, smiling as I shifted so I could watch the rain, resting my cheek on my free palm.

“Can't believe i got scabined by the fucking rain.” I muttered to myself, letting out a snort. The soft pitter-patter of rain on the roof of the cabin sent pleasant chills through me. The sky grew darker, almost as if it was night, and the rain got heavy. I started to hum a tune, rocking my head side to side. Safety Dance. One of my favourite songs, it often brought me closure when I had a particularly bad dag. And I would often get bullied because of it. Those cunts bullied me because of my music tastes…..

'Argh! Fuck! Now I'm thinking about those assholes!’ I let out a groan, leaning back against my seat, staring at the ceiling with my head over the headrest. The images of my old bullies came to mind, well i say old, but they're still doing it. Rather than thinking about them, I forced myself to focus on the rain as I shut my eyes, which worked ...to an extent.

“Silver, it's no good to remember those particular memories.” The ghostly voice of Steve said as he placed an icy hand on my shoulder. Which dulled the dull throb that I forgot about. Without opening my eyes, I whispered.

“So what, you're in my head now? Are you sure I haven't lost it?” It was faint, barely audible. I couldn't see, but I could damn well tell that he had a fucking smirk.

“No, I just know that face of yours. You make it whenever you think on the past.” It took all the strength I could muster not to groan. God that was fucking cheesy. “And that's the face you make whenever you think I say stuff that's cheesy.”

“Okay you smug bastard, what words of Yoda wisdom are gonna push on me.”

“Dwell on the past, you can't. Think, on your future with friends, you must, yes.” I let out a sigh, with peaked Fluttershy's interest.

“It's not that easy, asshole. My whole life has been stuck in the past, it isn't something I can shake off with a shrug of my shoulders. Regardless if I act otherwise.” I pinched the bridge of my nose, hard enough to block it completely.

“Are you okay. Silver?” Fluttershy said in an uneasy tone. It didn't suit a mare like her, not someone as sweet as Shy.

“Yeah, just thinking about old memories…” I opened my eyes, and looked at the mare, her soft smile raising my spirits a little. I couldn't help but smile back at her, as she played with her hair. I looked back to the window as we passed Canterlot mountain for the final time. It's a strange thing, the train tracks curved and wound its way up the mountain until it was a straight shot to the city. I looked to the seat next to me, with Steve nowhere to be found. Instead I found him floating behind Fluttershy as she turned a page, poking his head through the chair to look at the book she was reading. A surprised look descended onto his face as his face grew red...kinda, it was still mostly pale. Wait, is that him blushing? Can ghosts even blush? They don't have fucking blood, how the hell does that work?

“Woooh, that's some spicy stuff. Didn't know she was that kinda person…” Staved leaned in ever closer, taking every detail of the page.

‘The fuck is that idiot on about?’ I decided it wasn't worth my time to figure out, so I decided to get some shut eye. Curling up on the seat I hugged my knees leaning my head on the headrest, not the most comfortable position, but I didn't really want to sleep on the glass. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding, watching as vapour flew from my mouth. Man this weather makes me sleepy, it's times like this I wish I had a scarf or beanie to keep me warm. Shit, I'd settle for a blanket. My eyelids felt heavy, my limbs growing slack as my heart somewhat slowed. I blinked. Again, and again. Everytime the world darkened and darkened until I couldn't see anymore.

I woke up with my forehead pressed against an open booklet on a wooden school desk, a sharp inhale drew the attention of a few kids that barely spared a second glance. I sprung up from my uncomfortable position, my hunched over back popping and cracking as I straightened myself out. I was in my old class room…

Mr Davis wrote on the black chalkboard I'm the center of class, the white chalk stick squeaked occasionally as it was used to write mathematics. Math period. A class that I both hated and loved at the same time, I hated it due to it always was always a double lesson whenever I did have it. And I loved it because of the teacher. Mr Davis’s stubby hands worked elegantly on the board, still surprising me to this day. He was a short man, fat too, and had this huge, dome like bald spot on his head that caught the light. “Its brighter that all of your futures” he would joke, laughing at it with all of his might, as if it was the funniest thing in the world. He would always do that, joke and laugh at the smallest pun, he made an effort to make us laugh, and would listen to us whenever we had a problem. Whether it was to do with calculus or not, he didn't cabin.

His belly hung over his smart jeans, flabby flesh covered by a professional shirt. He would always smell like cigar smoke and aged whisky, it overpowered most of the kids, not me however. I suppose I got used to strange smells from living with Michael. A nostalgic smile grew on my face as I rested my chin on my hand, watching him work away.

“Alright! I know this harder than the last question but none of you are idiots, Apart from Justin,” the class let out a laugh, at Justin's expense, who also shared in the laughter. “Now remember, the X in this question is based off of your previous answer. Good luck.” The class chatted away as they worked out the problem that was, to me, simple. Algebra was a favourite of mine after all. For the sake of nostalgia, I picked up a pencil that was set into the fold of the book and wrote my answer down.

Before he could check over the answers, the shrill of the class bell signalled the end of the period and the beginning of lunch. Whooo-fucking-pee. I watched with sorrowful eyes as the kids packed their stuff away into their bags, quickly clamoring out of the room. I followed shortly after, picking up the bag under my desk and leaving the room. I know this is a dream, so why don't I just play along huh?

The whole scene quickly changed as I left, fading into a white void as the world swirled around me like the last little pool of water flowing down the sink. Once the last smidge of colour vanished, it was quickly replaced with another scene, throwing me for a loop as I was chucked into a large tree, grunting as my back collided with the bark. I squeezed my eyes shut to block some of the pain. I heard laughter as I could feel blood dribble down my neck and soak into my school collar.

“Uehahahah! God dammit, you just don't fight back do you, freak?” A girl's voice said as it was joined by two others, laughing at my pain. With the sun against their backs it was impossible for me to see who they were, but I didn't need to see to know who they were. My eyes snapped open in terror as I did my best to shield my eyes from the sunlight. My anxiety skyrocketed trapping me in a steel cage as I listened to their laughter. It was Ashley and her crew, Sabrina and Heather, fucked up people who were on par with my foster father. There was another that was normally with them, but not today, it seemed. My body refused to listen to me as I gripped my plaid skirt, doing everything in its power not to look at their figures. I didn't even question why I was in my school uniform, or the fact that I had reverted back to a child so suddenly.

“Jesus, all the others try to fight back but you?” Ashley said, slamming a boot into my face and grinding it in. All I could do was whimper and squirm as the stones that were caught in the stones scratched my face. “You're just a bitch who's too weak to do anything. Though I suppose it's easier for us, it's just no fun. So I suppose I'll have to beat you twice as hard to get a good kick from it!” She stomped on my stomach over and over again, forcing spittle to fly from my mouth with every impact.

Ashley, quickly grown tired of stomping me, punched me square in the face, right beside my left eye, sending me to the ground in a heap. All I could do was huddle in a ball as she pinned me down with her own weight, punching me over and over again all over my body, anything that I wasn't defending. Any strength I had quickly dwindled, slipping away like the whispers of dreams, the more I try to hold out, the quicker it left me. All the while the three of them laughed, I could see that one of them, Sabrina I think, had her phone out, recording the entire thing.

“Heh, huh, fuck you're resilient. Anyone want to take over? It's a great way to get rid of your stress. Hehahaha!” She panted, wiping her brow from sweat.

“Hell, no. I just got my nails done, I'm not ruining them on a freak like her!” Heather said, showing off her painted nails, they would be beautiful, if they were on anybody else other than her.

“Fair enough, how's about you, Sabrina?” My eyes drifted lazily to her, as she giggled. Taking something out of her bag.

“Sure! I've always wanted to try this! I've seen it in so many movies, and it always seems to work wonders for the victim.” She cackled as she pulled out a rag and a large bottle of water. My eyes widened as her smile grew vicious and wild, like an animal. “Pin her down.” They laughed as Ashley held my arms to either side of my head, the rag quickly being tied around my mouth and nose and held into place.

They say waterboarding is a simulation of drowning, but I can tell you here and now that it's nothing like a simulation. It Is drowning. I struggled as much as I could as the first splash of cold water hit my face. I held my breath as I tried to get away, to run and hide, but I couldn't. Tears streamed down my face and my lungs burned, but I still held my breath until I couldn't anymore.

“Aw, look, she's crying, hahaha!” Sabrina laughed, pouring more and more water over me. Trying to breath was the worst decision that I've ever made, as the second I inhaled, the splatter of water filled my lungs, causing my throat to close on their own.

Once again I went through the whole ordeal, this time with a far more painful burn as my body wanted to expel the water trapped within, but at the same time my body couldn't bring itself to do so. I grew more and more frantic as I ran out of air, throwing my head left and right to make it more difficult for them. In a last stitch effort, I threw my whole body forward, headbutting Ashley in the face, which studded her enough to allow me to kick her off of me. With a shocked expression still etched on her face, I punched Sabrina in the nose with a scream, scrambling away from the three and ripping of the rag, throwing up the water.

The water burned like acid as it forced its way out of me, soaking into the ground. I could finally breathe again, and it was amazing, like pulling a splinter from your hand. But my freedom was short lived, however as a swift kick knocked me back to the ground and I was once again pinned down. Ashley's hands held onto my throat tightly, pressing down with her thumbs.

“You little cunt! Do you have any idea how much that fucking hurt!? I think you broke my nose!” I grasped at her hands weakly, trying to pull them off, but to no avail. Eventually, darkness crept along the edges of my vision, consuming everything as I passed out, the last thing I heard was their sick, twisted laugh.

I woke up to a rocking sensation, a hand pressed firmly onto my shoulder. The events of my dream came back in full force, my eyes snapped open. Acting on their own, I latched onto the hand threw the pony over my body and slammed them into the table with one hand, grabbing my pistol with my broken arm and pressed it against the center of her forehead. I swear I could've heard the table creak and buckle from the slam.

I let out a growl as the room went deathly silent, squeezing the trigger slightly as Rarity's terrified expression burned into my mind. It took a moment for my mind to catch up, and it horrified me. As I realized what I had done, I quickly let go of her hand and backed away, dropping the pistol as my back pressed against the cold glass of the cabin.

Tears filled my eyes as I held a hand to my mouth, hiding my quivering lips, an overwhelming fear consuming the forefront of my mind. My heart pounded hard against my chest as it became harder to breath, the stares that the girls gave me turned harsh and full of hate, whether or not it was real or yet another figment of my mind I had no clue. The world began to swirl as my sense of hearing began to fade, a black, only darkness consuming the edges of my vision. I couldn't hear the pitter-patter of rain anymore. I felt sick, yet the intense pressure on my chest made It impossible to throw up. I couldn't breath, and it felt like I was going to topple over at any moment.

I knew what this was, it was a panic attack, something I haven't had in at least six years. And it was just as bad as I remembered it.

I couldn't hand the stares any longer, so I ran. I ran past Rarity, accidentally pushing past her as she tried to get back up. Unfortunately for me, I tripped over my shoe and fell to the ground, falling short of slamming my nose against one of the tables. I felt a pair of hands on my shoulders, which made me panic worse. Uncontrollably, I swing back landing a solid hit against one of them, sending them into the bench next to me. My flames threatened to poke through, to slip through the cracks that slowly grew bigger. I only stopped for a moment, before I scrambled onto my fee and bolted down the cabin, practically bursting the door off of its hinges.

Door after door was bust down as I ran, slamming them with my shoulder, no doubt aggravating my already painful wound. I ignored the pain and the confused stares I got as I passed ponies in their booths, barging some of the ponies out of the way as I ran, knocking them to the floor of back into their seats. I bust down the last door, which led to the luggage compartment and ran into a briefcase that stuck out haphazardly, which jammed in between my ribs, knocking both me and the briefcase to the floor. A wheeze was forced out of me as the impact knocked the air out from my lungs, making it even harder to breath. The door slammed back shut leaving me in total darkness.

I let out a strangled cough as I hugged my chest, doing what I could to block the pain. I laid there on the floor for what must have been at least ten minutes, sobbing uselessly as I tried to control my self, my panic attack slowly dispersed, however the trembling and sweating never stooped. The beads of sweat on my body felt like tiny icicles that pierced my body. “What's wrong with me?” I said out loud, doing my best to wipe away the tears. “Why is It so fucking hard to control myself!? One second I'm fine the next I almost killed my friend, why? WHY!?,” I sobbed, curling into a ball as my flames washed over me, unable to control them anymore. “Why am I'm such a fucking mess!”

My eyes snapped open as I heard a commotion somewhere behind me. Not taking a chance I crawled towards the farthest corner of the room, shuffling myself under a small gap made my poor stacking behind one of the many rows of luggage. With my back against the wall and surrounded by all sides with all kinds of crap, I buried my face in my knees, making myself as small as possible. The place was really dark, my flames were dull enough that they barely made any light. However, I knew that I was sitting next to a stack of boxes that had a green bag in top. I flinched as the door opened with a creak, hitting the wall with a soft clang. The cabin was silent, deathly so apart from a few hesitate whispers from my friends. Tch, after that stunt I wonder if I can still call Rarity a friend. Fuck, why do I ruin everything?

“Silver?” Twilight said after a few moments of silence followed by even more silence. “Come out, please.” She said in a strange, almost motherly like tone, as if she was scared that she would push me away or something. I said nothing, staring at my shoes with that burning self-hatred that I could never extinguish. I pulled myself away from my knees, maneuvering myself so I could see out of my hidey-hole, bumping the box stack with the bag on top, sending it crashing down onto my head. I let out a yelp as I kicked the thing away, no doubt drawing everyone's attention.

“Darling, please, let me handle this.” I heard Rarity said softly as she placed a palm on Twilight's shoulder, gently guiding her backward as she walked towards me. All I could here as her hoofsteps clopping against the wooden floor, letting out a sigh as she sat down with her back pressed against the boxes, shifting it slightly. “Darling, you...don't have to apologize if you don't want to, it's not your fault in the first place, but knowing you, you'd apologize anyway. Perhaps I'm being too understanding, hah, after all you nearly killed me.” She laughed as I whimpered at her joke. “Ah, sorry dear, I doubt that's an appropriate joke right now.”

“I'm not going to lie, the fierce, animalistic glare in your eyes scared the daylights out of me, if suddenly slamming me into the table didn't do that already. But the more I stared, the more I noticed that it wasn't out of anger or hate, it was one of pain, of great suffering that was unfathomable to anyone that hadn't been through what you've been through. It was sort of like watching a cat backed into a corner, wild and frightened.” I watched as she hugged her knees, grimacing from the dust that had collected on her clothes. She let out a cute sneeze, waving the dust particles away from her.

“Before I tried to wake you, you were making these dreadful sounds, rocking back and forth in your seat. It was loud enough to wake Rainbow Dash, which is a feat in of itself.” She barked out a laugh, presumably for whatever face Dash was making. “I...don't suppose you'd want to share it with us?” I tried to open my mouth, to let something slip out of me, to let my guard down properly for once. But I couldn't. It was too much for me for one day, and it's barely even began. A strangled whisper was all I could muster before I gave up and hugged my legs, my tail absently thumped softly against the floor, barely hard enough to make a sound.

Silence hung heavily in the air as they probably waited for an answer from me. After it was obvious that I wasn't going to say anything, a group of defeated and sad sighs left them as they turned to walk away.

“You guys go on, I'll...wait for her when she's ready.” I heard Fluttershy say as she held the door for them.

“Alright, darling. Maybe you'll have more luck. Please get her to understand that I don't hate her.”

“I'll do my best.” The door shut and silence once again hung heavy in the room and, to quote a good song, like a cancer it grew. She walked towards the stack of boxes and rapt her knuckles against one. “May i join you?” She whispered cautiously, to which I responded by reaching out with a leg and nudged the opening I used. She slowly crawled through, grunting softly as she squeezed in between all of the junk.

I didn't shift at all as she walked over to me. Strangely, the sounds of her hoof meeting the wood seemed to comfort me as she neared, sitting on her feet and placed a gentle hand on my head. I didn't protest as she guided my head to her lap, her soft, pillow like thighs deformed slightly as it grew accustomed to my head. It was nice. Warm and soft. I don't know if I cried myself to sleep or not, but the next thing I knew was complete and total darkness.

(??? Pov)

“Woah!” I shouted as I slipped down a muddy hill, landing on my ass as fresh mud caked my clothing. I rolled to a stop as the ground evened out, laying on my back with a groan. I hissed as I sat up, my coxis burning like a motherfucker. “Fuck that hurts! Ugh, where the hell am I?” I wiped the mud from my face, my makeup coming off with it. I slowly got to my feet, brushing as much mud as I could off of me.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket, which was thankfully alright. My dad would kill me if he had to get another phone so soon. I caught me reflection in the glass and groaned at the sight. My beautiful blond hair was a mess, tangled up with branches and knots. My purple eyeshadow was all the way up and down my face, my lipstick was smudged. My emerald eyes caught the moonlight that streamed through the... canopy...of the ...forest….

I could only stare in shock as I was surrounded by trees on all sides. They loomed over me menacingly, as if they had the intent to kill. The sounds of the forest that I didn't notice before seemed to triple in intensity, it was sudden enough that it almost made me drop my phone. I took a step back, but lost my footing, dropping to my ass yet again, letting out a curse as I landed. My phone slipped from my hand, landing screen down into the mud. Cursing my luck, I crawled over to it, sighing in disgust as I wiped it off on my jeans before I unlocked it and tapped the flashlight function, bathing the forest in light.

The forest that I was in didn't feel right, it was oppressive and stuffy, like it didn't want me in its woods. God knows how old trees with sprawling limbs blocked the moonlight, allowing little to touch the moss covered ground. Their bark was mottled and splotched, as if bubbled soup had been frozen in time on its surface. The decaying air and stifling atmosphere provided a fantasy like feeling, like it was out of a game or something, it was a perfect abode for those who worshipped the darkness rather than the light. Or some nerdy shit like that.

The point is, I don't want to be in this fucking forest longer than I have to, and the trees agree with me. I kept an eye trained on what's in front of me and on the ground, shifting back and forth as I maneuvered around the roots and clumps of mud and rock. It didn't help all that much, as every second step of slip a little which forced me to hang onto the rotten trees. Eventually, through trials and tribulations, I found a relatively stable pathway, one that seemed to be used quite a lot, though whoever was retarded enough to willingly enter this forest were surely no longer in the living world.

The path was surprisingly dry, considering the fact that everywhere else was muddy and wet. It sprung a few questions in my mind, but I pushed them back, no point asking when no one was around. Pointing my flashlight to the ground, I found multiple hoof prints both new and old leading both left and right. A carriage route perhaps? Do people still use those though? Regardless, I chose to go right, scanning left and right with my flashlight as the dirt crunched beneath my feet. The occasional branch that dotted the path gave way to my weight, snapping like a bone.

I smiled as I smashed another one, the chips bouncing off of my leg as the two ends tumbled away from each other. I kept on smashing every branch i saw, laughing as a particular memory that I oh so love came to mind. I didn't have long to reminisce about the past, as a droplet of rain splattered onto my forehead and startled me. It wouldn't be long until a downpour would begin. I sped up, easing into a jog as I searched for a cave or some sort of alcove I could hide in until the downpour passed over, if I was lucky I could find shelter before I got caught.

Eventually I stumbled into a large, circular clearing with a small stream cutting through it diagonally, as it was cast in shadow from the massive cliff face that loomed above me. The mouth of a cave was carved into the bottom, leading to god knows where, but it was surely better than out in the open. I quickly made my way over to the cave, jumping over the stream and strolling forward. Just as I entered the cave, the rain fell heavily, battering against stone and wood alike. I let out a sigh and made my way deeper into the cave shuffling forward between the slim opening, gagging in disgust as my body slid against the moist cave walls. A wave of hot air brushed over me, getting rid of the chills but brought a sickening, stench with it.

“Ugh, did something die in here. Fuck me that smell is horrid.” I held a hand to my nose in an attempt to block the smell out as I made my way further. It might smell like shit, but it's hella better than staying out in the rain. Another wave passed over me, this time it's much hotter than before, practically a blistering heat. I would have stopped there, but there was barely any room to breath as it was, being squished by the surrounding walls. Up ahead, I noticed an orange glow illuminating the slimy walls as the air grew stuffy and thick. I caught a glimpse of a large cavern as I got closer to the end of the tunnel, slipping out with a grunt and falling to my knees. The dome shaped cavern had a massive hole in the center of it that led deeper down on a steady decline to a lower level that I couldn't quite see, though I caught a glimpse of a lava pool. I was kneeling of a disk like path that overhung the hole and led all around the caver. Other than some pebbles that were scattered here and there, there wasn't much to note, no stalagmites or stalactites or anything.

As I edged closer to the lip of the hole, I saw what looked like a bunch of rotting animal corpses all piled up next to the pool of lava. Like an elephant sized pile of body's, ugh. And don't get me started on the smell, it seemed to have tripled in stench, it took all my fucking strength not to blow chunks. Just as I thought that it couldn't get any worse, the rocky pathway gave way beneath me, knocking the wind from my lungs as I hit my back against the sloping rock, scratching my back to bits as I frantically searched for something to grab onto, fucking up my hands as bits of my flesh was ripped from them. I screamed as I felt one of my fingers get ripped from its socket, blood coated flesh sticking to my face as blood gushed from my knuckle. But i didn't stop searching for something to stop my fall. A bump in the wall flung me into the other side, and electrical shock running through me as I felt some of my ribs snap.

I hit the ground with a thud, blood dribbling from my mouth as I struggled to breath as my phone, that I have forgotten about, smacked the back of my head and shattered against the stone floor. I laid there in pain as I held the knuckle where my middle finger should have been in a vague attempt to stop the bleeding. I stared bleary-eyed at a lava pool, basking momentarily in the heat from the molten rock.

“Well,” I struggled to say as I felt something sharp poking at my lungs. I knew that if I made one wrong move I'd puncture my lung and fuck myself over for good, “this….fucking sucks.”

“Well well, who's this little bird that has fallen into my cage?” A voice spoke behind me as I felt something huge shuffle around, a loud throaty growl escaped from it as it took a few steps towards me, it's feet thumping against the ground like thunder. “My, oh my. Aren't you a vile, disgusting being. The Coal Tars are just swarming around you, little bird. Get up, little bird, I want to have a good look at you…”

With my heart hammering in my head, I slowly rose from the ground. The mere presence of this...thing…convinced me that I shouldn't piss it off, regardless of my current condition. I hugged myself gently, as if doing so could help ease the pain in my chest as I shuffled around to face it. And by God was it huge. It looked down on me as if I was an insect, licking it's sharp yellow teeth, flicking chunks of gunk and mold from in between its teeth. It had a large angular head that rounded off into a large snout. It's dead, cloudy eyes stared directly at me, despite having no pupils to see with. It's large body had chunks missing from it, black, old blood oozed out like syrup as thick, toxic looking mushrooms grew from under its scales.

It look like a dragon.

It was a dragon.

I'm not in my own world, am I?

“My my, you are utterly rotten, aren't you, straight down to the core!” It let out a laugh that shook the cavern, it's tail spewing clumps of rock as it slammed down. “A perfect vessel for my power. Say, do you want that power, little human? To do anything and everything you could ever want to do? To hurt, destroy and corrupt? Hmhm, yessss, that look in your eyes tells me everything.”

Its mouth twisted into some remnant of a smile, black spittle and chunks of rotten teeth dripping onto the floor. The smell made me retch whatever I had left in my stomach, a pool of bile mixing with the spittle.

“What are you talking about?” I said, wiping away whatever was left of the bile on my face. The dragon erupted in laughter, slamming his claw into the ground. I fell down as the ground broke and splintered which sent waves of pain like electricity throughout my body.

“Don't bother hiding it from me, little bird! I can see the wretched blackness in your eyes and heart. You've truly done some unspeakable things, haven't you? You are way beyond the light of God, you're only salvation is with the damned.”

“Jesus, can you be anymore edgy, motherfucker?” The words slipped from my lips before I could stop myself. This is it, this how I die. The dragon erupted in laughter once more, however, he didn't slam the ground this time.

“Ehhahahah, so the bird has talons, eh? You have some serious balls to talk like that. You are indeed you are the one I need.”

“Wait, the one you need? What do you mean by that.” I paused to cough up blood, not bothering to wipe it away as it trickled down my chin. “What the fuck are you anyway?”

“I am one of the Eight Demon Kings, the king of rot! Astaroth! And yours, little bird?”

“Ashley, lord Astaroth.”

“So, how about it, Ashley? I'll heal those wounds of yours and give you unimaginable power, in return, you'll be my avatar, a vessel so that you and I may wreak havoc on the world!”

“Well, I don't exactly have much of a choice, do I? Yeah. Yeah I'll accept Your promise, What'll you have me do?”

“I want you to find my half sister, Ashley. She's a half breed, but she inherits father's potent flame, and as such, my mistress. Once you get her, we'll need her blood to open the Gehenna gate, and pull her to the underworld where she'll truly awaken as a demon.”

“Easy enough, I suppose. Well, what are we waiting for? Turn me into your vessel, or whatever.”

“My, my. You're way too eager aren't you?” Astaroth smirked as he carved a bowl out of a large rock, before slitting his wrists, pouring his foul blood into it.

“Well, as I said, I don't have much of a choice, do I? Better to accept what's going on than try to avoid or divert it.” He placed the bowl in front of me, tapping on the side of the dish.

“Hahahaha, fair enough. Now drink up little bird, and we'll become one.”

I peered into the bowl, watching the blood ripple as I brought it close, my face reflecting off of the dark liquid. I closed my eyes and let out a breath, before drinking the blood down.

(Pov: Silver)

I sat on the living room floor in total darkness with my legs under me, my head resting against the plush couch seats. Kuro was curled in between my thighs, using them as a pillow as I softly scratched his ears. I glanced at the clock on the wall and wince at the time.

...

2:00 AM

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It's been six hours since Fluttershy left for the library to have a ‘sleepover’. The others invited me, but I...just couldn't. Not at the moment, not with so much on my mind. I could see that Fluttershy was worried and hesitant, she didn't want to leave me here though I quickly ushered her away with a smile.

So here I am, leaning against the couch in a near pitch black living room with Kuro sleeping next to me as I hugged my knees for what had to be the fiftieth time, a plume of my fire burning Infront of me no bigger than my palm. The soft blue light bathed the room, gently flickering every now and then with a crackle or pop shortly after, releasing embers into the room before they vanished.

“I hate this.” I glared tiredly at the fire, making it sputter before returning to normal with a slow blink. “I'm stronger than before, I can fight and kill and do so much more than I could before, so why does this still affect me?”

“Why, I wonder?” I had my gun drawn immediately, shooting up and locking onto the nothingness behind me. Did I imagine that?

“Kuro, are you awake?” Nothing but snores and a wag of his tail. “Wha?”

“God look at the bitch, so pathetic.” I spun and fired at the voice, a rain of splinters was all that greeted me. That sounded like…. Ashley?

“W-what's going on!? Kuro wake up!” He didn't even make a sound, he wasn't even breathing. “K-kuro? Hey, this isn't funny! Wake up damnit!”

“Hahaha! And there it is, that scared tremble in you voice, the fear in your eyes, it's damn near orgasmic! Hehehahaha.”

“Die bitch! You're not worth the air you're breath! You're a nothing, a nobody. A weak little cunt who's just a play thing to others!”

“Hahahaha hahahaha!”

“Die,die,die,die,die,Die,Die,Die,Die,Die, DIE,DIE,DIE,DIE,DIE,DIE,DIE!!” I found my own voice joining the chorus of voices, my flames burst out of control as I slammed my fists into the walls, punching my fist through it, I tore at the wallpaper, kicked the tables over and smashed the glasses and vases, setting things on fire and screaming to the heavens, kuro danced around my feet trying to calm me down but I didn't listen, I didn't want to listen. I just wanted to break everything, I snarled and snapped, kicking furniture out of the windows and smashing the floor with my feet.

“Silver, what's wrong! What's gotten into you!” I could hear him shout in my head, but I couldn't tell if it was real or not, but I hated it, I despised it. Without thinking, I punted the little fuck with my foot, smiling as he let out a yelp as he hit the wall.

His yelp snapped me out of the berserk rage I was in, horrific shock overtaking it as I held a hand to my mouth. What have I done? What have I done?! Was that all a dream?! Is this real?! What's going on!?

“Kuro, i...I’m sorry, I'm so-” I went out to reach for him, but he flinched scrambling to get away from me. “I'm, I'm sorry...i-i-i….” I backed away, scanning the carnage that I inflicted onto my home. No. Onto Fluttershy's home, it was never my home. She just let me say with her. “....I'll be a good girl, I swear....” I whispered as I backed further away, tripping on the hilt on my blade, landing on my ass next to the fucking thing.

“You're just a filthy demon.”

I grabbed it and ran.

…...I ran……

Just like I always do.

Deep, deep into the forest, leaving the burning house, my blade with me as I wailed loudly into the night.