The sun shined brightly over the country of Equestria. Its denizens had already begun their daily routines and where moving through the day like clockwork. In the town of Ponyville however, in a large tree hollowed out to serve as the town’s library, one lavender unicorn had strayed from her usual routine of tending to the library and instead began preparing supplies.

Twilight Sparkle looked over her alchemic concoction as it began to bubble and boil. Her goal was straightforward and simple: create a magical potion that could duplicate an entire harvest, whatever it might be. Ponies had, long ago, created a potion just like it but with less than satisfied results: the food harvested tasted terrible and the materials made from plants like cotton fell apart quickly. As such, these potions were only used during times of famine and when quantity outmatched quality. Twilight added the last of the ‘safe ingredients’, the ones that would cause any harm should they be left unattended. She placed the most important ingredient Catalyst, as the substance was universally called, inside a beaker and place away from the potion near the edge of the table. Twilight thought about what a discovery this potion would be for Equestria and how it could benefit so many ponies.

“Applejack will be especially amazed by it.” She cooed to herself. But as Twilight thought more about it, the more distraught she became. “But wait… if I give this to Applejack and nopony else than that would be wrong. But if I hand it out to every farmer in Ponyville that would be helping Applejack’s competition.” Twilight gasped in surprise. “And what if Applejack sees that as a betrayal?! What if she hates me for helping out her competitors? But I can’t give the potion to just Applejack, which could be even worse… I could loose all the friends I’ve made amongst the farmers here in Ponyville… and I could loose potential friends in the farms elsewhere! But Applejack may…”

Twilight was now pacing furiously about; unaware of how close she was getting to the edge of the table. As Twilight pondered this friendship conundrum her rump hit the edge of the table, too encased in thought to notice, and knocked over the Catalyst beaker. Normally, the substance would have simply lain on the table spilled, but thanks to a Pinkie Pie related incident the table was broken and had a slight tilt to the left, not enough to be noticed but enough to have the Catalyst flow slowly down towards the potion. Eventually the first drop of Catalyst hit the potion, causing it to change color, and then a second drop fell in, then a third, fourth, fifth, and so on. Finally the thirteenth drop fell in.

An orange pony with Stetson hat and blonde mane strolled through Ponyville, a pink one with poofy pink hair hopped along side her. Applejack and Pinkie Pie were on their way to see Twilight, well Applejack was… Pinkie had inexplicitly tagged along. They were still about four minutes out from the library when Pinkie looked to Applejack.

“So why are we going to Twilight’s again?” She questioned, a big smile across her face.

Applejack rolled her eyes. “Ah am going t’ see some new concoction she’s gone an’ whipped up. She told me it was quite th’ doosey.” A disturbed feeling crept into her heart as Pinkie’s smile widened.

“Ooooooo! I love dooseys! I wonder what it is? Maybe it’s a potion that makes anything taste like candy or… or a potion that can give a pony the stamina to party all day long or…” Pinkie was never able to finish her fantasizing as the sound of a huge explosion ripped through the air, making almost every other pony cling to the ground in fear. Applejack, however, was quick to realize that the smoke now building up in the short distance was the exact location of the library. She looked over to see Pinkie Pie standing with her mouth agape.

“C’mon Pinkie! That blast came from Twi’s library! We have t’ see if she’s hurt!” Applejack grabbed Pinkie’s mane and snapped her out of her trance. The two then darted towards the library, arriving to see it engulfed in smoke, but they could not see any visible fire. Without saying another word the pair quickly charged into the library, Applejack kicked down the front door only to have smoke billow out from it. Coughing heavily, Applejack and Pinkie Pie rushed in.

“Twi? Twilight! Where are ya?!” Applejack screamed at the top of her lungs, but no response came. She was worried about her friend and frightened to think what might have happened.

The smoke soon cleared in the room and as the two could finally see they let out terrified gasps. Near the back of the room stood Twilight: completely turned to stone. Her face was frozen into one of terror, shock, and pain.

Pinkie Pie raced over to the frozen mare. “No!! Twilight speak to me! Say something sciencey! Talk about friendship! Do something!!!” Pinkie’s dramatic cries were interrupted by a familiar but monotone voice from upstairs.

“I am afraid that such actions will not cure Twilight of her current ailment.” The voice said. Applejack and Pinkie Pie looked up to see another Twilight step down from the staircase. However they both noticed the differences between this one and regular Twilight. She looked exactly like Twilight expect this one’s eyes were a deep green as was her cutie mark, instead of their usual colorings.

Before anyone could blink Pinkie got into a defensive stance and barred her teeth. She glared angrily at the Twilight on the stairs until finally she yelled out. “Changeling! What did you do to Twilight?! I’m not letting you get the jump on us again!” With that, she pulled a pink cannon on wheels out of her mane and aimed it at the green-eyed Twilight.

The green-eyed Twilight looked at Pinkie with a look of pure befuddlement. “How did you pull that out of your mane? That is a logical impossibil-…” She never finished her sentence as an assortment of party supplies hit her dead on. One might think that balloons, streamers, confetti, and all kinds of party supplies wouldn’t hurt upon impact and simply bounce off of one’s body. Unfortunately for the other Twilight, they do when fired from an overpowered cannon. Before the supposed imposter realized it, she hit the back wall, fell down, almost got back up, and then was on the ground with Pinkie pinning her down glaring daggers into her face.

“Ack! Pinkamena, cease your hostilities! The odds of me being a changeling are seven million eight hundred thousand and thirty-three to one!” The pinned Twilight tried to reason but it was of no avail.

“Ha! A likely story! That’s exactly what I’d expect a changeling to say! I can’t even count that high up!” Pinkie’s expression softened. “Oooooo! I should try that one-day! Just a whole day of counting to see how far I get! Hehe it be fun!” She continued to laugh.

The pinned Twilight rolled her eyes. “Not only that but a changelings’ impersonation of another creature is completely flawless except for in social behavior, I would not have green eyes nor a green talent indicator.”

Applejack soon saw the sense in what this Twilight was saying. She walked over to Pinkie and placed a hoof on her shoulder, motioning her to stand down. Pinkie obliged, reluctantly, and stepped back a bit to allow the pinned unicorn to stand.

“So what in th’ hay are ya then? Where’d ya come from an’ what happened t’ Twi?” Applejack glared intently at the unicorn, ready for anything. The look alike was not phased and stayed calm, brushing herself off before continuing.

“The explanations to your inquiries are quite simple. Twilight Sparkle was in the process of creating a potion to double harvests. She then became distracted and knocked an important chemical. However several more drops of the Catalyst were added to the mixture resulting in an explosive blast that shall we say… fractured Twilight. Its effects on a magical creature such as a unicorn seemed to be different than just knocking her back. Instead, the blast did not harm her but it did fragment her into several pieces based off of a specific emotion or other part of her psyche. The blast then sent these pieces flying towards random, unknown locations.” The fragment finished. Applejack and Pinkie’s mouths were left hanging at this thorough explanation. Before Applejack could speak she was cut off. “As for Twilight’s current condition? To have one’s mind fragmented in such a way would have caused the affected individual’s mind collapse, causing many unfortunate side effects, insanity being the least of them. As such I proceeded to freeze her in stone in order to stop all thought processes and prevent a collapse from occurring. I then put out the fires.”

Applejack shook her head. This was all happening so quickly, she wasn’t sure it was real. Before she could speak she was cut off again, this time by Pinkie Pie.

“If your story’s true than what part of Twilight are you and why didn’t you get blown away, huh?!” Her gaze was adamant with determination. The look alike stared indifferently.

“I am Twilight Sparkle’s logic, intelligence, and common sense through experience. If you are to call be anything at all let it be just that: Logic. As for why I am still here? I am no foolish fragment that gives into its base emotion, I know full well that we need to rejoin back into the full Twilight Sparkle, we are nothing more than scattered parts of a whole that must be recreated. Also, I WAS blown away by the blast but quickly regained my composure and teleported back to this library. As stated previously, I then put out the fires.” The indifferent glare continued even as Logic spoke.

Applejack finally came out of her daze. “So you want t’ bring th’ real Twilight back?” Logic nodded.

“Yes, it may take some time and research, but I will be able to create capture devices to use on the other fragments and in time bring back Twilight Sparkle. The process will be…” She was cut off.

“Why are you eyes and cutie mark green?” Pinkie questioned, as she appeared behind Logic, who’s face turned to one of confused horror.

“How…how did you? That is an impossibility, you were… I… well…” Logic shook off her confusion. “Anyway, to answer your question each fragment’s eyes and talent indicator are colored to make their specific area of psyche. I am green because the human who typed this is using a past experience in which logical thinking was represented by green. As such he now associates a sentient being’s logic with green.” Logic looked at the two mares in front of her: they were completely lost, unable to piece together this new knowledge, especially the last part. “Erm… nevermind.” Logic said at last.

The nearby clock, which was miraculously still working despite the explosion, began to bellow out its loud rings as the clock struck two o’clock.

Logic turned to look at it. “It is time for you two to go so I can get to work on creating capturing devices for the other fragments. I suggest coming back tomorrow, preferably with several others to help us track the other fragments.” Logic stated turning towards the stairs. Instantly, however, she became blocked by Applejack.

“Ya really think that we’re just gonna up and let you do as you darn well please? Ah still don’t trust ya an’ leaving ya here with all of Twi’s magical do-hickeys don’t seem too smart.” Applejack protested.

Logic, being who she was and using memories from Twilight Sparkle, instantly knew how to counteract this protest: by using Applejack’s own protective nature against her. “Applejack, I do not see the wisdom in staying here and watching me. After all, there are on-the-loose fragments that are unpredictable. Just think of what they could do if they stumbled upon your family’s farm. What if they attacked Applebloom? Or Granny Smith? And how long could Big Macintosh hold out I wonder?” Applejack gasped at Logic’s claims, Logic in turn remained seemingly indifferent. “What would you rather do? Stay here and watch an isolated fragment, who has already agreed to help you, and gain nothing, or go home protect your family from unknown dangers? As I said I have no idea what psyche the other fragments follow, wouldn’t it be tragic if Twilight’s evil side landed next to your farm, or something of the like?” Logic had hit her mark. Applejack just stood in place for a minute, mouth slightly agape, until she finally receded and went towards the door without a word, anger and worry fighting for control of her facial expression.

Out of nowhere Pinkie Pie rammed her face into Logic’s. “Don’t try anything that might be bad for Twilight or anypony else! I’ve got my eyes on you!” She stated and then proceeded to stretch her eyeballs out of their sockets, glaring at Logic’s now confused face.

As Pinkie went to follow Applejack out Logic turned her head to Pinkie. “How did you do that?! It is not possible for one’s eyes to stretch out like that!” But Pinkie was already gone. Logic sighed, shivered, and began up the stairs, there is a lot to do and such things, she thought, shivering again at Pinkie’s defiance of reality, cannot distract me. She hurried up the stairs to Twilight’s personal library inside of her room. It took her only seconds to find the right book and with her magic, which had a colored green aura, she pulled it out, shifted to the necessary page, studied it, and soon got to work.

The sun finally peeked over the horizon as a new day began in Equestria. For most it was a pleasant sight and they basked in the warmth of their gracious princess’s sunrise. For one unicorn, however, the sun brought no comfort. The previous day’s afternoon and night had been a time of… self-discovery for the fragment called Logic. She had never before been self-aware nor had the needs of living creatures and this presented new mysteries to solve. Her first discovery was that she now needed to eat and drink to survive. She was glad that no other creature was around to watch her stumble about trying to comprehend this organic need. When she did discover the proper ways to ingest food and drink pride had swelled up inside her, until a few hours later when it was time for her dinner to leave her body. Her cheeks had flushed a bright red as she looked at the bathroom and planned her next move, much like a small foal does when they are being potty trained.

Logic knew what to do, she had Twilight’s memories as well as intelligence, but actually completing the basic organic needs was much different from simply knowing what to do. She had to process the artificial memories that belonged to someone else, no easy task for a newborn creature.

Despite these challenges she eventually got the swing of things and after finally completing her bathroom duties, much to her relief, she exhaustedly headed back to Twilight’s room. She opened a window to get some fresh air in her musky workplace and went to finish up some final touches on her capture devices, despite the exhaustion she felt from an all night work fest.

Suddenly she looked up from her work and her eyebrows furrowed downward and what could be considered a slight frown, maybe, appeared on her lips.

“I actually did ponder how long it would take your stupidity to send you here should it turn out you too escaped… no point in drawing this out then huh?” Logic sighed and her horn lit up with dark green aura.

Applejack, Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, and Spike walked through Ponyville’s lightly populated streets. The others had been listening intently to Applejack’s story, while trying to phase out Pinkie’s interruptions about her side of the story. Spike was the most distressed.

“Darn it! I knew I should have gone home the night before instead of staying with Rarity. Poor Twilight.” His face was plastered with guilt.

Rarity interjected on his behave. “Spike darling it’s ok.” She smiled warmly at the little dragon. “You were completely exhausted from helping me work all day and I simply could not, in good conscience, let you take the walk back. Even you had returned that night there would have been nothing you could do.”

“Yeah…maybe” The little dragon remarked gloomily.

Rarity turned to Applejack. “So this Logic will have what we need to help Twilight, yes?” Applejack nodded, she wasn’t much for talking since Logic’s threatening remarks regarding her family. “Excellent!” Rarity smiled. “After Pinkie Pie told me what happened I’ve been worried sick! To think there are multiple Twilights running around and that some of them might be less than hospitable. It was almost more than I could take.” The fashionista stopped and put a hoof up to her head to strike a dramatic pose. When she realized she was being left behind she quickly ran to catch up.

Rainbow Dash, who had grown tired of walking and started to fly above the group, laughed. “Ha! If any of those fragment things give us trouble I’ll just give ‘em the once over!” She lifted her body onto her hind leg and made punching motions with her fore hooves.

Fluttershy, currently situated in the back of the group, let out a small squeal and shook slightly. “You…you don’t think we’ll h-have to fight anypony right?” Fear was evident in her eyes. Before anyone could answer her an explosion ripped through the air, clearly it had come from Twilight’s library, again.

This event caused Applejack to regain her voice. “Ugh, what in tarnation is with these fragments an’ explosions? C’mon!” She bolted off towards the library and the others soon followed, all expect Fluttershy who had darted for the ground and was trying to slink off in the other direction. She was promptly picked up by Pinkie Pie and carried off in the correct direction.

The girls, and Spike, soon arrived in the small clearing that held the library and discovered it in ruins. A giant hole could be seen in the tree’s upper half and the clearing itself was torn apart with holes, debris, and some library rubble.
Soon another large blast ripped through the air causing the girls to focus on two unicorns fighting. On one side, closer to the library, stood Logic, her mane was messed up and one could see blood ooze from many cuts on her body, her horn glowed a dark green and her facial expression was one of anger. Alternatively, standing a good 14 meters away was a unicorn who looked exactly like Logic; save for the fact her eyes and cutie mark were red. She had a sadistic grin on her face and she gleamed with confidence.

Applejack was the first to respond. “Logic! Are ya alright?! What’s goin’ on?” Logic, breathing heavily, turned to her.

“It appears we have our first fragment: Anger. I do not suggest open confrontation! She is strong. Her magic is focused on raw power and nothing more. Allow me to handle this.” Logic’s claims were proven as Anger’s magical blast, colored a bright red, hit Logic and sent her flying into the library wall. She slid down and fell to her hind knees, spitting out quite a bit of blood while trying to catch her bearings.

Applejack couldn’t stand to see Twilight hurt, even if it wasn’t really her. She turned to the other and shouted. “C’mon! We gotta help!” With that they all took off, charging at Anger, who noticed this quickly and simply grinned.

Rainbow Dash was the fastest and charged in, only to have Anger use a magical blast to send herself flying up above Dash. Rainbow Dash looked up just in time for gravity to take hold and Anger landed on Dash. The weight brought her to the ground, Anger made sure to listen to the loud crunch of Dash’s wing bones as she cracked them, prompting a painful cry from the poor mare. Anger jumped off Rainbow Dash and charged at Applejack, who planned to meet her head on knowing that the unicorn couldn’t take a hit like that. Before they collided Anger created a magical red barrier that Applejack ran into. Anger than proceeded to created a rope of magic around Applejack’s neck and sent her flying into the air with a jerk of her head. Another jerk later and Applejack slammed into the ground. Anger ran past her and soon faced Pinkie Pie. Memories from Twilight Sparkle flooded her mind and she knew this pony’s odd, unexplainable powers were not to be messed with, she quickly blasted Pinkie with magic and sent her flying into a nearby tree. Rarity had planned to use a restrain spell on Anger much like she did with custom-fit customers who would not hold still, but Anger used her magic first to pull the back of Rarity’s mane over her eyes and send her into the ground. Fluttershy stood between Anger and Logic, who was still a good eight meters away. Anger ran up to her and lifted both fore hooves ready to strike. Fluttershy cowered before Anger as the fragment leaned its head in. When it was only inches away it uttered “Boo” in a very evil sounding voice, causing Fluttershy to faint instantly.

Anger looked down at Fluttershy then back up into Logic’s direction. Spike had run over to Logic and tried to help her up. When Logic realized Anger was about to attack she looked over to Spike and pushed him away and began running at Anger in order to keep the baby dragon away form conflict. Anger interpreted this as a challenge and graciously accepted it as she bolted towards Logic. Logic charged magic in her horn as did Anger. Right before the collided, however, Logic’s magic blasted forward and hitting Anger square in the chest. Green magic burst everywhere into a blinding light and when it finally settled Anger was nowhere to be seen.

Logic recomposed herself and began to wobble over to the others when Spike ran up next to her “W-what happened? What did you do? Where’d the angry Twilight go?” The small dragon inquired. Logic said nothing and instead awoke Fluttershy, who got up with a scream but quickly calmed down. Logic proceeded to go to the others, tapping each of them with her horn and enveloping them in a green aura, which seemed to heal all of their injuries. Fluttershy got Pinkie out of the tree but she was miraculously unhurt. Once each one had been healed they all asked the same question: what just happened?

“We could not beat Anger, that is for certain. Instead I used an advanced teleportation spell on her, as well as a memory eraser spell to ensure she can not find us again, at least using Twilight’s memories.” Logic explained to the others. “We will have to be better prepared during our next encounter.” All of the other mares nodded whole-heartedly, they would not want a repeat of this encounter’s painful lesson. “Also, Rainbow Dash I suggest staying on the ground for some time. The spell I used completely fixed your wing but it is still fragile. Stay with one of the others for a few days and it should be fine.” Rainbow Dash nodded at Logic and turned to look at Fluttershy, who knew what she wanted without using words and so nodded also.

“Well now what happens Logic?” Spike looked concerned. The recent fight had not given him encouragement that his friend and caretaker would be revived anytime soon.

“Considering the damage and exhaustion done to us by Anger I suggest we wait till tomorrow to begin looking for the rest of the fragments… agreed? “ Logic looked at the others as they all nodded understandingly. “Good. So if there is nothing else…” Logic instantly toppled over on her side. The others present gasped and ran to her, only to discover that Logic had fallen into a blissful sleep.