Princess Celestia’s sun shone brightly over the denizens of Canterlot, warming the day to just the right temperature to be enjoyable without all the nasty sweat. Canterlot Palace, the ever magnificent, shone brighter than any other part of the Equestrian capitol. Some would misplace this glimmer as let down, the great princesses of Equestria showing just how pathetic the rest of them are when compared to the glory of the country’s rulers and their power. Of course obviously that was never the intent of the design and all but a select few ne’er-do-wells looked at the castle as the brilliant government building of their harmonic utopia.

Inside the personal quarters of miss Ebony Spring Steadfast found himself dumbfounded. He tried to process the information but alas, he was just stumped. Creativity stood there, clad in her plain blue dress with the yellow frills, smiling a little smirk for no real reason. Finally, Steadfast conjured some rational thought.

“Ok.” He started. “So let me get this straight… You attacked the farm and tore it to pieces. Then you struck down the Element of Honesty but Logic blasted you and severely injured you.”

“Yup.” Creativity replied smirking.

“Alright. You then escaped and crawled around for awhile until you were discovered by Diamond Dogs, who took you with them and helped you recover so you could find gems for them?” Steadfast waited for confirmation.

“Quite right.” Creativity stated. “I believe they took me back to their home country... or one of them anyway. I think there's an eastern kingdom and a western kingdom. I was in the eastern one. It’s really a miracle: that those mutts could have any kind of government. Still, they patched me up so I can’t really complain.” Creativity shrugged at bit.

“Uh-huh. Ok, so after playing along for a day you made your move and assassinated the Diamond Dog King by…” Steadfast shivered and shook his head in disgust. “By throwing concentrated Changeling hormones on him and laughing hysterically as he was raped to death… by Changelings.”

“You know I actually regret doing now that I have new context.” Creativity remarked. “There’s nothing quite as disturbing as watching a canine get raped repeatedly by bugs… That image will haunt me for the rest of my life.” In case you’re wondering: the image did haunt Creativity for the rest of her life.

Steadfast cocked an eyebrow. “Right. Well after that you convinced the Diamond Dogs that the rape was an act of total war and that the only the way they could win is if they united under your banner?”

“That one shouldn’t be a surprise… they’re not the smartest in this biodiversity cesspool we call Earth.” Creativity chuckled.

“Point taken. Well after that you engaged in a war with the Changelings and using cutthroat tactics you defeated them. After that you…” Steadfast gagged. “Ugh… After that you raped the Changeling Queen twelve…”

“Thirteen.” Creativity interjected.

Steadfast tilted his head back in disgust “Right, thirteen times in order to assert your dominance after she refused to give up despite the fact you used a number of techniques to demoralize her.”

“Yes well, what were my options Steadfast?” Creativity asked, annoyed. “The Eastern Diamond Dog Kingdom is run by barbaric mutts who value strength and dominance over everything else. In order to not appear weak I had to take special precautions in order to maintain my leadership of the Diamond Dogs, and apparently sexual dominance over another was a good show of power...” Creativity grunted at the look Steadfast gave her. “Oh don’t give me that, it’s her fault for not surrendering outright. Besides after the sixth go around I’m pretty sure she was ok with it.”

Steadfast shook his head, giving up. “After that you left, giving the Diamond Dogs a final order to rape the remaining Changelings for another whole month, again, so you didn't appear weak, thereby creating an everlasting hatred between the two species." Creativity nodded to that statement. "Alright, and finally after traveling for a day you found a Griffin, beat him up, made him fly you all the way to Canterlot, and then finally killed him and stuffed his body in the trash.”

Creativity’s eyes rolled. “Yes, god… It’s like I did not just get finished telling you all this.”

Steadfast brought both hooves to his mouth in a contemplating fashion, closed his eyes, sighed, and then looked at Creativity. “Alright… Can I be totally honest with you?”

“Of course Steadfast, I expect you to speak your mind. What else are friends for?” Creativity gave Steadfast a quick smirk.

“Right.” Steadfast replied. The stallion took a deep breath. “That’s fucked up, you’re fucked up.” Steadfast let out a great exhale after finishing.

Creativity laughed. “To you maybe! To me they are simply means to an end. You need to lighten up Steadfast! No one ever progress far while mired in tradition.” Creativity shook her head, her laugh dying down to a chuckle.

As if on cue the door of Creativity’s room shot open, revealing Dusty Broom the maid. Upon seeing Creativity the servant’s face lit up with jubilation. “Oh Ebony! You’re finally back! I was starting to get worried.” The maid ran up to the fragment and went in for a passionate kiss. Steadfast made a sound of disgust when he saw tongue.

Breaking the embrace, Creativity smiled at Dusty. “Heh heh, sorry love. It took me a bit longer to fix my family issues than I thought it would. I’m so sorry for worrying you, I’ll never do it again.” Creativity ended with another wet kiss, Steadfast replied with the same level of disgust as the first time.

Dusty smiled after breaking. “Oh it’s alright love. Family’s important, I would never think of keeping you from helping out your loved ones. I’m just glad you’re back.” Creativity nodded at her statement and nuzzled her passionately.

Steadfast snorted. Why was this maid still around? All of Creativity’s other flights of fancy had been shoved off, used until no longer effective. Why did this Dusty Broom catch Creativity’s fancy when Steadfast, her loyal and stalwart ally, was within arm’s reach? Steadfast knew who Creativity really was. He had been with her since the beginning of her plans. Why did this lesbian bitch get her love when Steadfast was willing and ready to die for her?! Steadfast cursed silently to himself. He didn’t know who to hate, Creativity for not considering him, Dusty Broom for stealing Creativity, or Steadfast’s own damn hormones, the reason he had become taken with Creativity in the first place. Whatever it was, Steadfast knew for certain that he had a crush on Creativity that had over time wormed its way into his mind and had now had taken root. Steadfast now really hated the natural mating hormones found in all stallions, without them he’d still be the scared soldier helping a psycho out of fear, not love. Steadfast bit his lower lip in annoyance over all this thinking…

“Steadfast? Steadfast!!”

The stallion’s head shot up from its down position. Looking to Creativity, Steadfast saw the fragment and Dusty Broom staring at him. “What? Huh? Is something wrong ma’am?” He tried to act as formal as possible in front of Dusty.

“I said I was going to go to the market to get some things. I’d like you to accompany me.” The fragment annoyingly relayed her request again.

“Oh… right! Lead the way ma’am!” Steadfast stood straight and saluted. Creativity nodded and magically grabbed her bags from the nearby vanity. Turning, she began to walk out. Steadfast followed diligently.

“Keep her safe Steadfast, she’s the world to me.” Dusty Broom replied as Steadfast passed her.

Oh I’ll protect her with my life; you I’d like to see eaten by Changelings… Steadfast shook the uncharacteristically cruel thought from his mind. He smiled and nodded at Dusty Broom, then walked out after his master.

Blurry darkness. Wait… can darkness be blurry? I mean, its just darkness you know, a completely black tint. Well whatever, the blurry darkness began to recede as Logic’s eyes fluttered open. Still half closed, Logic’s pupil’s scanned the room she lay in. It was a hospital room and judging by the feel of the surface under her the fragment was in a hospital bed. Logic tried to lift her body up, only to be met with a searing pain blasting through her body. She fell back onto her bed’s pillow. Understanding movement was not an option, Logic looked around some more. She was heavily bandaged up, she couldn’t tell if she was hurt or she had her new Nightmare Night costume. Finally, her eyes shifted to the white unicorn head with a purple mane resting peacefully on her lap.

Logic’s eyes rolled. I told them not to leave me alone with her and what do they do? The exact opposite… Typical. Logic charged her horn and shot magic through her body, numbing pain and beginning her own healing process. Rarity stirred as she heard the crackle from Logic’s horn emitting magic.

“L-Logic?” She said sleepily.

Finally, Logic could hold herself up. “Yes, I am awake. Ugh, where am I? The hospital?”

“Yeah, Spike came for us when you teleported back. We brought you here and they did all they could to save you.” Rarity began to sob. “T-They said you had a one in a hundred chance of living through this… thank Celestia you proved them wrong!” Rarity lightly hugged the fragment, well aware of the soreness she probably felt. Logic returned the hug out of pure sympathy.

“I see. Well, at least I am alive. Where are the others? We must continue to search for the fragments…” Logic tried to get out of bed; it was an extremely painful attempt.

Rarity gasped and lightly pushed Logic back into bed. “What? No! You need your rest! You can’t leave this spot until you are fully healed!” The white unicorn held Logic down with both her hooves on the fragment’s shoulders.

Logic grunted. “No! I must help! They need me to capture the others I…” A hoof came across Logic’s face and left a red mark. The fragment turned to a crying Rarity.

“N-No…” Rarity spoke between sobs. “Y-You almost died. I-I won’t let you leave until you’re better! We won’t lose you! I won’t lose you!” She looked at the fragment with an adamant stare.

Logic took on a saddened expression. “Rarity…”

“Don’t Rarity me Logic! I can’t stand by and let a friend kill herself! What were you thinking taking on Anger alone?! We could have helped! Twilight’s our friend! We have just as much a right as you to help her!” Rarity breathed a bit heavily from the yelling.

Logic looked away from the unicorn. “I… I have to be the one that stops them. They are my siblings, my family. They are dangerous and I cannot bear the thought of Twilight reawaking to a world where she does not have her friends. This is MY mistake to fix! It is all my fault, I should be the one to fix it!” Logic gritted her teeth, she had been in charge during the experiment. Twilight was using her logic to make the potion; she was using her knowledge to gather her ingredients. And it was Twilight’s logic’s lack of planning and precaution that caused Twilight to use an unsafe workspace. She may not have been sentient at the time, but Logic still believed the accident was her fault.

“Oh Logic stop it, everything’s ok. It’s not your fault.” Rarity tried her best to comfort the fragment. “Everypony makes mistakes. It’s when we move past those mistakes and push forward that matters.” Rarity thought this was as good a time as ever and went in for a light peck. It was the wrong move.

Logic lashed out at Rarity, her anger at herself being replaced by new rage. Rarity moved back in fear. “Enough of that! I do not love you! I do not have the capacity for such things! Not only that but frankly, your inconsideration is beginning to annoy me!” The fragment gave Rarity a dark scowl.

Rarity was more than confused. “In-Inconsideration? What are you talking about? I-I thought that maybe…” The fashionista didn’t know how to continue.

“You try so hard to move towards a fruitless courtship without considering those that already care for you! You cannot have the gall to tell me you do not know of Spike’s infatuation with you!” Logic had had enough. A near-death fright can do that to a person… or pony in this case. Logic didn’t have friends, no true capacity for such things. Regardless, Spike had been an admirable companion, and now Logic knew it was high time to defend him. “He is smitten with you and you do not even have the decency to at least tell him how you feel! Instead you tramp around with another, like some sort of whore!” Logic had snapped; Rarity stood mouth agape. “He has loved you for creation knows how long and you ignore him! You should learn to silence the past before heading into the future!” Logic's expression softened when she saw the consequence of her outburst.

Rarity’s eyes fell down to the floor, her eyes wet. “I-I’ve always known about his little crush but… but you have to understand! He’s so young! I always thought it was simply a schoolyard flight of fancy. I thought that as he got older he’d forget it and find his true love. I never took it seriously. I…” The unicorn stopped, at a loss of words.

Logic sighed, her anger spent. “Rarity, I apologize. I should not be so rude. It seems Anger has brushed of unto me.” Logic took a deep inhale. Exhaling out her nose, the fragment looked at Rarity. “Let me say calmly. I cannot be sorry enough Rarity but I can simply not feel the emotion of love. You are a wonder creature and I hope that you find the lover you are looking for. It simply is not me.”

“It’s alright Logic.” Rarity replied somberly. “I should have paid more attention to you. I foolishly translated all your kindness and attention to me as something more than just watchful friendship, I’m sorry.” She put a hoof on Logic’s shoulder. Reluctantly, she finally decided to end this. “Friends?” Rarity’s eyes widened and she chuckled. “Sorry… comrades in arms?”

Logic chuckled her usual smile-less chuckle. “Till the end of our days.” She put her own hoof on Rarity’s shoulder, she knew it would be some time before Rarity truly got over her feelings but this was a start.

Rarity smiled widely. “Good.” The two removed their hooves from their respective shoulders; Rarity took a step back from Logic’s bed.

Logic gave the other unicorn a look. “So… what about Spike?” She asked neutrally.

Rarity pondered the question. “Oh I don’t know. I suppose I’ll have to say something to him at the very least, I’d be a terrible friend otherwise.” The Element of Generosity sighed. “Still, how does one go about talking about something like that?”

“With resolution, confidence, and a whole lot of logic.” The fragment winked at Rarity after using her own name in her explanation, Rarity chuckled and nodded. “Speaking of Spike…” Logic continued. “Where is he? I would expect him and the other Elements to be here, purely out of instinct.”

“Well…” Rarity tried to phrase it right. “Before you were done surgery to fix up your wounds Spike had a little idea. He couldn’t take the idea of you begin injured and all the fragments still running around so… He, Fluttershy, and Pinkie Pie have been looking for them.”

Logic shook her head; she winced a little from pain. “Oh no… I just hope they can handle anything the fragments throw at them.”

The capture device flew through the air, activated and glowing white. A cyan eyed Twilight Sparkle yelped and tried to run, only to fall flat on her face. Paranoia looked back just in time to see the capture device as it hit her dead center on the head. A white glow enveloped Paranoia and before one knew it, the fragment was sucked into the tiny device.

Spike walked up to the now cyan glowing device and picked it up. Smiling, he placed it in the bag that swung at his side. The device clanged against another in the bag, this one had a purple glow to it. Spike buttoned up the bag and gave it a pat. The dragon’s ears perked a bit when he turned the clopping of hooves approaching him.

“Ooo ooo! Spike! Spike! Did you get her? Did you, did you, did you?!” Pinkie Pie’s high octave voice rang out through the street. Pinkie and Fluttershy quickly reached Spike’s position, Pinkie bouncing in place once she arrived.

“Yeah I got her. That makes two more down! Let’s see…” Spike pulled out Logic’s notebook. The book had been filled with tons of information since the last time Spike had seen it, he hadn’t even read a fourth of it. Flipping through the pages, Spike finally landed on the page that held the names of the numerous fragments. Spike skimmed the page and found the two names he was looking for. The dragon put a check next to Paranoia and Hope’s names. With them gone, that left Respect, Excitement, Outgoingness, Determination, and Betrayal. Spike wasn’t even considering going after Creativity, Anger, Lust or Deceit, they’d certainly need Logic for those encounters. Logic had told Spike, before her fight with Anger, not to worry about Morality. Last was Curiosity, but she was in the library’s basement right now so that was accounted for. Spike shut the book and stored it away until further use.

“So now what Spike?” Fluttershy asked timidly, she was frightened by the blitzkrieg Spike had declared on the remaining fragments.

Spike sighed. “I’m not sure… We need to find more fragments but we have no clue where they are. Even finding these two was a challenge. Maybe we should split…”

Spike and Fluttershy, Pinkie stood their chuckling, jumped back in surprise as a lime green flash burst out of nowhere. The brightness faded to reveal the fragment Curiosity, who was wearing… oh, oh my… umm, wow… Just, just wow… Spike took a step back and shook his head in disbelief.

“Umm… Curiosity…” Spike began. “Why are you wearing umm… Well, why are wearing… uh…” The dragon didn’t know how to phrase it.

“Stripper’s clothes?” But sure enough the smiling Pinkie Pie did.

“Yeah… that.” Spike finished, more than just a little embarrassed.

The fragment looked at the ground. “Well you see, Logic was really angry at me for what I did with Lust, but I can’t stop thinking about it!” Spike and Fluttershy both gave grimaces of disgust; Pinkie nodded knowledgably. “I don’t want Logic to be mad at me, but I’m so curious about the stuff Lust talked about. So I decided to get it all out of the way so I can do other stuff that won’t anger Logic. Right now I’m on ‘gen-tle-colt e-stab-lish-ments’.” Curiosity spoke as if she was a little filly reading a long word from a book.

Spike couldn’t count the amount of things that were wrong with seeing Curiosity, who if you remember looks identical to Twilight, in stripper clothes and talking about sexual things. The dragon shook his head. “Ok. Is there a reason you’re here Curiosity?” The corner of Spike’s eye could see the odd looks Curiosity was getting from passersby.

The fragment nodded happily. “Yup! I just wanted to tell you that I’ve found three more fragments in Ponyville, more or less. Respect, Outgoingness, and Excitement are all in the Ponyville area.” Taking out three maps, Curiosity handed them to the mares and dragon. “They’re in three completely different places though. You’ll have to split up and get them. Luckily, they aren’t hostile. They shouldn’t attack on sight, though I don’t suggest provoking them.”

Spike smiled as he unraveled the map and looked at the location marked: Ponyville Park. Pinkie and Fluttershy did the same with their own maps. Spike smiled widely and looked up from his map. “Thanks Curiosity! This’ll help a lot. We’ll go right now.” Curiosity bowed respectively, the same way Logic always did. The fragment took a few steps back and teleported in a flash of lime green, eager to get back to her own research.

Turning to Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy, Spike placed the map in his pack. “You girls have your capture devices?” The mares nodded. “Alright. Lets get ‘em!” The three separated and ran off to their respective fragments.

Sweet Apple Acres buzzed with activity. Big Macintosh stood on a hill looking over the reconstruction of the family barn house, decimated by Creativity some weeks ago. Big Mac crunched on the straw in his mouth at the thought of that damn fragment: almost killing Applebloom, wounding Applejack and himself, and finally burning the house down. Still, Creativity wasn’t all that bad, Big Mac knew that much just by her pattern of behavior. Applejack’s wound, seeing it after surgery, was never fatal and had Logic not helped the farm pony the most that would have happened was she’d be unconscious even longer than she was going to be. Then there was the farm’s rebuilding. A large sack filled with enough bits to cover the farm’s reconstruction and renovation, as well as Applejack’s medical expenses, was sitting on their porch a day or so after the attack. It had a letter attached:

To the Apple family:

Real sorry about the whole burning down your house thing, it was strictly business you understand. I hope Applejack is recovering well and that little Applebloom is feeling fine after the fire ‘incident’. To show my sorrow and hope for forgiveness I offer this large sack of bits in order for you to rebuild your house and pay for Applejack’s expenses. I only hope we can move past this rocky corner of the road and continue with our lives.

Stay creative,

Twilight Sparkle’s Creativity

Big Mac chuckled, shaking his head. He got it, he really did. He understood all to well Creativity’s behavior, as well as Logic’s. Rainbow Dash… what an idiot. Big Mac wasn’t the shiniest apple in the bunch but what he lacked in smarts he made up for in more wisdom than the rest of the Apple family combined. He understood that Creativity wanted more from life, to be free of her mother. She was a shadow, a mere copy of Twilight. Despite technically being a different mare, she still couldn’t escape Twilight’s mannerisms. She didn’t dare kill Applejack and she’s done everything in her power to set things right with a wronged friend. The fragment was suffering from not being her own pony, much like a celebrity’s foal was always known as such and such’s child unless they did something truly amazing. Unless she became Twilight, that sick mare would always be Twilight Sparkle’s creativity. Was it really wrong for a living creature to have the desire to be its own master and control its own path?

Big Mac looked down at the construction site. Lots of large stallions, and a few mares, were hard at work rebuilding the crispy farm. Big Mac scoffed, it was odd not seeing Logic down there helping with repairs. Ever since the money had been provided for, Logic had done her fair share of heavy lifting. The labor stallions and mares’ jaws dropped as Logic had effortlessly moved large pieces of woodwork and support structure with magic. The mare had come to the farm every day for two hours at the least, helping with lifting or barking orders and analyzing blueprints. The slender, weak-looking pony had easily gained the respect of the working teams and they were more than happy to call her a friend. Her injures gained from the night before kept her bed ridden and unable to help with anything, just like Applejack. The workers had already begun plans to send the mare get-well gifts.

Big Mac sighed, thinking of Logic again. Well, more specifically: Rainbow Dash’s treatment of the fragment. Rarity had told the stallion what had transpired between them, and how Rainbow Dash’s feelings had gotten the best of her and caused her to abandon her friends. Logic had said it was because of torn loyalties, Big Mac thought she was being a stubborn foal who got angry cause not every other pony thought the same as her. After having just one talk with Logic Big Mac knew instantly: that mare wasn’t all there. All it took was slight prods with the right questions to see how someone’s mind worked. After asking the right questions, the farmer stallion knew that Logic was as emotionless as a broom. Sure she could get frustrated, but beyond that there was not much else. She was like a piece of an apple that had been part sliced off. The slice had the skin of an apple, the insides of an apple, and one could consider it an apple, but in reality it would forever be just a piece of an apple, never a full apple. It was the same with Logic and the other fragments: they’d never be full ponies, only a part of the whole they’d once been. Heck, none of the fragments even considered themselves an actual pony or living being. Big Mac sighed at the thought, it was sad when one gave it consideration.

“What the hay?” One of the labor mares blurted out rather loudly.

Big Mac and the rest of the workers turned and gawked at the flashes going off in the distance, near the Apple’s south orchards. The flashes had a grey color to them and it was clear they were magical in nature. Big Mac looked down to the surprised ponies.

“Get back to work all, it ain’t nothin’. I’ll go and check it out.” The stallion’s deep, baritone voice echoed throughout the worksite and all the receiving ponies quickly shifted back to their particular tasks.

Walking for a good five minutes, Big Mac finally came upon the source of the flashes: a unicorn mare. Big Mac’s eyes widened as he finally got a good look at her: Twilight Sparkle. Her dark grey eyes complimented her equally grey cutie mark. She was… bucking apples? It took her a few kicks, but she finally unloaded the apples into the buckets at the base of the tree. She smiled and magically wiped some sweat from her forehead with the same magic flash that had spooked the workers. Gathering up the baskets into a little bunch, she continued to the next tree and started bucking. Sensing no danger, Big Mac walked up to the mare.

“Hey there.” The red stallion stated blandly. The mare bucked a few times before turning to him.

“Wha? Oh, hello Big Macintosh.” She bucked more and watched the apples fall from the tree. Seeing the job complete, she focused on the stallion. “How are you? I heard Creativity gave you a nasty bite in the leg.” The fragment smiled at the farmer.

Big Mac found himself legitimately surprised by the pony’s kindness. He shook it off, knowing full well that not all the fragments wanted to kill everypony they saw. Big Mac looked at all the bucked trees. Considering how long it took her to buck one tree, she must have been here for a while. “So…” The farmer pony began. “Which fragment are you?”

“I’m Determination, at your service!” The fragment was very peppy, guess it made sense considering.

“What’re you doin’ out here? Besides buckin’ apples I mean.” Big Mac knew there was no point beating around the bush.

Determination pondered for a bit. “Umm… Nothing, just bucking apples. I saw they weren’t done and I thought that you guys had given up for some reason. It’s a sin to give up! As such I decided to get it done for you! It’s taken longer than expected.” The fragment blushed in embarrassment.

Big Mac looked around in confusion. “What are ya physically buckin’ ‘em? Can’t you use your unicorn magic to do it ten times faster?”

Determination pouted. “No! You and Applejack have done it the same way all your lives! If you can do it like that than so can I!”

Big Mac couldn’t argue with her, he knew that. She was determination after all; she wouldn’t budge in an argument. Instead Big Mac decided to see if what her stance on repairing Twilight was. “Why haven’t you met with Logic yet?” The farmer questioned.

“Well… cause I need to buck all these apples!” The fragment smiled. “Before that I sorted the Ponyville mail, helped Golden Harvest plant her crop, cut fire wood for Pip’s family, went through the water temple, twice…” Determination babbled on.

Big Mac was shocked; this fragment had done a lot. No wonder Logic and the others never met her; she’d been doing odd jobs all over Ponyville! Big Mac coughed and made his move. “Don’t cha think it’s a good idea to go and let Logic use ya to rebuild Twilight?”

“Oh yeah sure I’ll do that… later. Right now I gotta get all this work done!” Determination went to the nearest tree and began bucking again.

Big Mac walked over to the bucking mare and punched the tree with his left fore hoof. All the apples fell down at once and landed in the baskets. Determination stared in awe of Big Mac. The red stallion smiled. “How bout I help ya get all these apples bucked and brought to the farm. Then you let Logic capture you ok?”

Determination stared at Big Mac for a few seconds, still awestruck. Finally the mare nodded happily and began to pull the baskets to the growing bunch near the center of the orchard. Big Mac smiled warmly. The fragments were like foals, impressionable and ecstatic. Some wanted to cause pain, other didn’t. Some wanted to help, others wanted to impede. And others just took things step by step. The stallion chuckled.

They were more pony than even they realized.

The Ponyville Market buzzed with activity, frightening the shy yellow pegasus to no end. Fluttershy moved timidly across the open plaza that made up Ponyville’s economic center. Following the map Curiosity had given her; Fluttershy had made her way to the last place the fragment had been seen. Spotting a large gathering of ponies centered around something, Fluttershy gulped as she summoned as much strength as she could to approach the crowd. Crawling about, Fluttershy reached the center of the group of ponies to find Twilight Sparkle doing… magic tricks? Fluttershy cocked an eyebrow but sure enough she saw the spitting image of her unicorn friend preforming all sorts of magic tricks, to the great delight of the crowd.

“So, can I have a unicorn volunteer to show me their own bit of magical stuff?” The fragment announced, her bright periwinkle eyes almost glowing. Sure enough a young unicorn foal approached the clearing in the center of the group. Twilight looked down on the filly with an award-winning smile. “Well hello! And who might you be?”

The pale purple foal quivered a bit and spoke shakily. “I-I’m Dinky Doo.” The foal’s yellow eyes were wide with stage fright.

Ah yes, Derpy’s sister… or wait was she her daughter? The fragment pondered this for a minute; the original Twilight had no clue about the relation between the two of them. The fragment dispelled the thought. “Alright Dinky, show the crowd what you’ve got! Don’t be shy now, be as outgoing as you can!”

The foal nodded and closing her eyes she began to charge up magic in her horn. Small sparks flew from it, creating an adorable sparkler effect. The crowd chuckled; knowing full well this was probably the full extent of the filly’s magic but still enjoying witnessing the filly try her best nonetheless. The foal on the other hand took their chuckles the wrong way, thinking they were laughing at her. The sparks fizzed down as her confidence plummeted. Twilight noticed this and lit up her horn. The filly was shocked to hear excited chatter. Opening her own eyes, the filly gasped as she saw an amazing light show dance across the open air. Rainbows and colorful images danced about, amazing the onlookers. The filly’s surprise made her lose all concentration and the lightshow died out.

“Bravo! Bravo!” Twilight’s voice rang out. “That was amazing! I dare say it may match my own magic! Give her a full round of cheers ponies, come on!” The crowd clapped their hooves together for the young unicorn. The foal bowed a couple of times, with Twilight’s prompting, and finally left the clearing to enjoy the rest of day.

While watching the filly leave, Twilight eye came upon Fluttershy huddled up to the ground. Smiling, Twilight’s horn lit up and pulled the pegasus towards her, the mare yelped at the tug. “Fluttershy! How are you? What are you doing here?” The fragment smiled at the pegasus, who in return was more confused than anything. Before doing anything else, Twilight turned to the crowd. “Alright all, that’s enough for today! I’m taking some personal time with one of my best friends!” A soft sigh came from the crowd, but the gathered ponies dispersed nonetheless. Twilight turned to Fluttershy. “Come on Flutters, let’s have lunch! Don’t worry, I’m buying!” With that the fragment ran off, carrying Fluttershy with her magic.

Before Fluttershy knew it they were at an open café enjoying sandwiches together. The pegasus was frightened; after all she was at a café. Ponies were at cafes, and if ponies were at cafes that meant she might be stuck in a large crowd. The shy creature’s heart couldn’t take it.

“Flutters, you ok?” The fragment cocked her head to the left a little.

Fluttershy shook a bit. “I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I…” The poor thing was in shock. It took one of her hind-hooves stepping on the other to snap her out of it. “I-I-I came her to capture you! We need to help Twilight and the only way is to get all the fragments! So, so let me capture you… you… umm… what’s your name? I mean I’m sorry I don’t know it’s just that I…” The fragment put a hoof up to stop Fluttershy’s ramblings.

“Outgoing, the name’s Outgoing.” The fragment smiled. “As for letting you capture me? Okay.”

“Now I know you don’t want to go but… wait what?” Fluttershy tilted her head back in confusion. “You… You’d let me capture you?”

The fragment nodded. “Oh of course! You seem nice enough, why not? Really, haven’t you guys ever asked nicely? You’d be surprised how far you can go with saying please.” Outgoing chuckled. “There is one thing however, a condition if you will.” Fluttershy tilted her head, not clear on what Outgoing meant. The fragment chuckled. “Before I let you capture me you have to do something first.” Fluttershy nodded in understanding. “Got it? Ok. Here’s what I want you to do. Before you can capture me you must ask someone out on a date Fluttershy!” The fragment smiled encouragingly.

Fluttershy on the other hand had just had a stroke; her mouth was agape in a comical fashion. Did this fragment really expect her, the most timid pony in history, to ask someone out on a date?! Far, far away Princess Celestia’s left ear twitched up and down continuously twelve times, that only happened when history had been made.

“That’s right Flutters! I want you to be more sociable!” The fragment closed her eyes and nodded her head knowingly. “You need more friends to laugh with and a special someone to snuggle up to at night. So there, that’s my condition. I have to witness you ask someone out on a date. So Flutters how about i… uh, Fluttershy? Fluttershy?” Outgoing looked all around but could see the pegasus anywhere.

When did she run off? Thought Outgoing. The pieces clicked into place. “Of course! She’s going to get ready! She’ll want to look her best when she asks. Well, good on her!” With that Outgoing went back to eating, totally unaware she had Fluttershy’s intentions all wrong, well maybe she was a little right.

Spike’s eye twitched as the capture device bounced off the protective shield. It was quite clear any fragments that didn’t want to be captured had the necessary means to ensure they didn’t. Spike glared at the device for a moment, then back up to the fragment in question, her pudding yellow eyes radiating annoyance.

“Really Spike?” She bellowed. “Do you have to be so violent?”

“If it means getting Twilight back I’d raze a whole house!” The dragon shook from anger at his capture attempt failing. Respect was a formidable enemy to say the least.

“Though I respect both your motives and determination I simply cannot be captured. I respect my existence far too much to throw it away.” Respect charged up a concussive blast.

Uh oh, Spike thought. He had certainly dropped the ball on this one. Despite Curiosity telling him not to provoke the fragments the dragon was impatient. He thought a sneak attack would solve all this in one fell swoop. Clearly he was wrong. The dragon yelped in pain as the blast hit off to his side and debris flew everywhere, some pieces sliced through his scales and caused minor bleeding.

Respect’s eyes widened. “Spike! Blast, I did not want this and I certainly do not wish to fight you!” Respect charged up her horn in preparation to teleport. “Adieu Spike, hopefully we will not meet again and we can both live out our lives peaceful…” Respect’s concentration was broken as something slammed into her. The fragment tumbled to the ground, a heavy weight on top of her. “What in the…?”

“Oh Twilight there you are!” The wall-eyed pegasus known as Derpy Hooves said as she got off the fragment. “I’ve looking everywhere for you!” The grey mare dug into her side satchel and pulled out a letter. “You’ve got mail! It’s from… your parents!” One had to admire the mare’s ability to speak clearly despite there being mail in her mouth. Derpy presented the letter to the fragment.

Respect got up and looked at the mailmare. “Umm… thanks Derpy, I really appreciate you coming to find me and give me my aaaaah!” White electricity flashed about as Respect turned to see Spike jamming a capture device to her skin. Before you could blink, Respect was sucked into the device, leaving only Derpy and Spike in the park.

Derpy stared at Spike wide-eyed. The dragon looked frenzied, he had a fang-filled grin and his eyes were wide and greedy looking. “Gotcha! Ha, how do ya like that fragment?! Now who’s victorious?!” The dragon chuckled manically, until he realized Derpy was still in the vicinity. The dragon peered up to her and in a comical wide-eyed fashion. “Uh… Twilight and I are… umm… playing an advanced game of magic… tag.” It was the best the dragon could come up with on sort notice.

Derpy laughed. “Oh come on Spike, that’s not true! It’s so obvious that an unexpected magical accident caused Twilight to fracture into many copies of herself that are reflections of different parts of psyche and now you, the other Elements, and Twilight’s intelligence have teamed up to capture all the missing pieces so you can rebuild Twilight. Geez Spike I’m clumsy, not retarded.”

Spike stood their mouth comically agape. He wasn’t sure if he should be amazed or completely flabbergasted. He of course knew that Derpy was no moron (if fact she scored the highest grade on the Cloudsdale flight school written test). Still, that didn’t mean he was prepared to hear her to accurately explain what had been going on for the past month or so. The dragon had simply no words right now.

Derpy smiled at the dragon. “Well I gotta go! So much mail to deliver, so little time. See ya Spike, hope you little mission works out! I’d hate for that nasty Creativity to become the new Twilight!” With that the mailmare took off flying away, leaving a very confused Spike to ponder if Derpy was some how omnipotent.

The Canterlot Market place, well the one in the northeast of the city, was a bustle with ponies doing their own things. Creativity and Steadfast moved with precision and propose amongst the crowd, knowing exactly what they wanted. Creativity’s favorite plain bright blue with yellow frills waved in the slight breeze. Steadfast’s armored plate did not have the same effect.

“Thank you very much. Come again.” The merchant behind a herb stall smiled as she gave Creativity her change.

“Thank you I will.” Creativity smiled back to the pony and returned to the main street, Steadfast quickly returned to her side.

“So what exactly are we getting all these ingredients for?” The royal guard asked, looking at the assortment of herbs, chemicals and the like.

“Ah, ah, ah Steadfast, that would be telling. Besides, you never know who’s listening in! We wouldn’t want another run in with General Quickstep now would we?” The fragment chuckled. Steadfast didn’t find her humor in good taste; the General was probably their biggest threat in Canterlot right now. He was close to putting the pieces together and Steadfast had doubts he would stay quite when he put two and two together.

“Right, sorry Ebony. I was just curious and… OW!” Steadfast flinched as Creativity lightly slapped him with magic on the top of his head.

“Ugh, stop being sorry.” Creativity gave the guard an annoyed look. “Ponies are naturally curious, don’t apologize for being yourself. There’s nothing worse then hating yourself, it prevents you from living your life happily.” Creativity looked up to the sky, her look somber. “Yeah, in the end all that matters is at the end of the day the pony you’re looking at in the mirror is the pony you want to be.” She looked at Steadfast. “And if anybody tells you otherwise tell them to go fuck themselves. Never let anybody tell you how to live or that your life is the wrong way.”

Steadfast looked at his master, a new amount of respect forming. She really was wise when necessary. She never judged anyone either, but then again how could she? She was a personification of creativity and creativity took many forms, styles of living being one of them.

The pair approached a large two-parted plaza with a ground level and a large balcony restaurant connected by two sets of large stairs. A square, shallow wading pool with lay in the middle, fed by a waterfall settled underneath the restaurant balcony. A great variety of shops littered the sides. Steadfast spied the restaurant with the balcony and an idea snapped into mind. Turning to Creativity he smiled. “How about lunch Ebony? I’ll treat.” The fragment looked at him in an adorably confused way, but eventually smiled and nodded happily.

After receiving their food and chowing down on their respective lunches the two simply sat at their table, looking at the fountain in the middle of the pool. Creativity decided to break the silence. “So you got the book I asked for yes?” She smiled at her guard.

“Yeah, of course I did Ebony, it wasn’t easy though. You know how secure the Princesses’ personal libraries are?” Steadfast pouted a little over the time and effort he had to give to get Creativity her books.

“Yes I know, regardless I’m glad you were able to get it done while I was away. I’m proud of you Steadfast.” Creativity smiled warmly.

Steadfast blushed a little. “So Ebony, what exactly are you making? Come on, please tell me.” Steadfast looked at the bags of ingredients and used his knowledge of poisons to think of something. “It looks like a numbing agent, a strong one too. That could stop any pony cold, hell even an Alicorn.”

Creativity laughed. “Well done Steadfast! Yes, it’s a numbing agent. I still won’t tell you what’s it’s for but that’s not important. How did you know what it was?” Creativity rested her chin on her hooves and placed them on the table.

“Oh, well all guards are taught basic ways to recognize stuff like that for, you know, the Princesses.” The guard rubbed the back of his neck a little, chuckling.

Creativity chuckled as well. “Is that so? Fascinating. I…” Creativity’s eyes suddenly widened and she teleported behind Steadfast and erected a shield just in time to stop a magical blast from ripping through him.

Steadfast turned his head. “What the hay?!”

Suddenly another blast came from down below and Creativity moved to counter it. Steadfast looked down in the direction of the blast and his own eyes widened. Down near the middle of the wading pool’s edge stood an exact identical mare to Creativity, her rust colored eyes halved by her eyebrows in anger and her mouth curled in a confident smirk.

“Betrayal, what are you doing here? I thought I left you in that ditch.” Creativity sounded cold, but with good reason. She didn’t like that Betrayal had come back to bite her in the butt.

“I escaped obviously! And now I’m gonna take you down sister for, you know, leaving me in a ditch full of cockatrices!” The rust eyed fragment shot a blast at her sister.

Creativity rolled her eyes. “It was nothing personal sister it’s just that… well I’m not going to trust someone named Betrayal now am I? That’s just stupid. Like, Stupidity stupid.”

Betrayal growled. “It’s doesn’t matter! I will I’m not just gonna take your betrayal lightly! I’ll defeat you here for your actions! And even you run I will hunt to the ends of the earth until I am able to exact my very complex and unforgiving revenge! I will end you and your…”

Creativity's face was neutral. “You know, screw it. Knife.”

“Knife? What do you…”

Betrayal screamed out in pain as a butcher’s knife collided with her chest and dug in deep. Looked at the intruding object with horror. It wasn’t the knife, however, that got her attention the most. It was the glimmering line that was attached to it. Following the glimmering line up she saw it attached to Creativity’s hoof. Creativity smirked and, after applying the correct safety spells, sent electricity down her body, into the thin copper wire, traveling down the very long path the wire created, and finally into Betrayal. The fragment yelled out in pain as she felt the lightning singe her insides. Betrayal collapsed from her extended shock therapy. Creativity grunted in indifference.

Steadfast looked at his master wide-eyed. “Why did you have a butcher’s knife and copper wire with you?”

Creativity smiled. “I always come prepared Steadfast, no matter what.”

Steadfast was still confused. “Yeah but it just seems like those were really random things to…”

“ALWAYS PREPARED!” Creativity yelled at the top of her lungs. Calming herself, Creativity smirked. “Now come on, let’s clean up that garbage down there before it starts to…” Rust colored magical tendrils wrapped around Creativity and pulled her downward. Steadfast tried to save his master but the magic was too quick for him.

Pulled into the wading pool, Creativity was slammed hard into the ground, splashing water all about. Lifting herself up and looking forward Creativity spied Betrayal standing with a big grin on her face, the knife removed and broken. “Ha! Did you really think that would work?! Fool!” Betrayal laughed.

“I don’t need to take this, and I hate getting wet. If you’ll excuse me.” Creativity teleported out of the pool… or that was what was supposed to happen. Instead the fragment materialized at the inside of the pool’s edge, a rust-colored barrier shocking her. Falling back into the pool, Creativity looked up in shock. “A one way shield?! Crap, I can’t get out!”

“AHAHA! That’s right Creativity; you’re not the only creative one in the family. There’s no running for you! Now…” Betrayal’s horn lit up and a spear materialized next to her. “Let’s end this!”

Creativity got up and teleported to face her sister. “Very well, if that’s how this must end! En garde!” With that Creativity pulled out her weapon from her dress and pointed it towards Betrayal.

Steadfast looked at his master, dumbstruck. “What. In. The world?”

Betrayal took a step back, confused. “Umm… wha-? I, I’m confused. I mean… seriously?”

“Oh what, you scared?” Creativity goaded.

Betrayal pondered slightly. “No, no I mean… It’s just… well it’s a chicken…”

Creativity’s eyes shifted to the rubber chicken she was currently holding with magic. She smirked. “I always come prepared… always.”

Betrayal squinted at her sister. “How in the hell does that count as being…”

“ALWAYS PREPARED!” Creativity yelled as she teleported next to her sister and swung with her chicken.

Betrayal widened her eyes in shock and dodged the rubber toy’s attacks. Jumping out of the way and regaining her composure, Betrayal charged her sister with her spear. Creativity’s horn lit up and she sent forth a bright flash of light, blinding Betrayal. The charging fragment missed her sister completely and instead drove the spear into the ground. Shaking her head to regain her sight, Betrayal spotted her sister in front of her, a smile on her face. Betrayal’s gasped as she saw her sister’s leg glimmer; Creativity still had the copper wire! Jumping forward, Creativity used her magic to dislodge the wire from her leg and directed it to curl around Betrayal and her metal spear, tying the two together. Throwing the rubber chicken into the water, Creativity landed on the fake bird directly on her hind legs.

“Did you know that rubber doesn’t conduct electricity… unlike copper?” Creativity smirked, there was enough of the rubber chicken above the water for her to stand on her hind legs and not get wet. Creativity charged up her horn, her smirk widening. Betrayal tried to desperately get herself free of her bindings, to no avail. Finally done charging up her magic, Creativity sent an electrical pulse flowing through the water, connecting with the copper connected to Betrayal and shocking the poor mare senseless. After a good three minutes of shock therapy Betrayal collapsed, her one-way shield dissipated.

Creativity smirked. “Hmph. You always were a two bit fragment not worth any true attention Betrayal.” Creativity turned to the still dumbstruck Steadfast. “Hey, you mind coming down here and helping me clean up the city refuse, it’s starting to stink. Also: leave a good tip, that waitress of ours was simply amazing.”

Steadfast nodded and left a sizable tip on the table. Running down to his master, the guard pony could think of only one thing to ask. “Ebony, why do you have a…”

“Cause I’m always prepared Steadfast, always.” Creativity gave her guard an adorable smile and wink, sticking her tongue out a little bit.

Rarity walked out of the bathroom with a sigh of relief. Logic had warned her not to have the hospital’s special Wednesday drink but she wouldn’t listen. Brushing herself off with her hooves, the fashionista made the trip back to Logic’s room. She was almost there, she just had to turn down this hall and…

“Rainbow Dash?” The fashion pony was both confused and hopeful to she her friend in the hospital, Rarity cringed at the stubs that had once been Rainbow Dash’s wings. She dispelled the image of watching Logic cut them off.

“Rarity.” The rainbow-maned pegasus replied coldly. “Here for Logic?”

“Yes, I am. Here for Applejack?” Rarity returned Rainbow’s cold expression.

“Yeah, unlike the rest of you.” Rainbow’s cold tone turned to anger.

Rarity took a step back in shock. “How dare you! All of us, Logic included, have visited Applejack often!”

“Trying to make up for standing with that uncaring bitch instead of your friend are you?” Rainbow Dash was beginning to pluck Rarity’s nerves, however being a lady Rarity would not take such bait.

“Logic is as much of a friend as Applejack is. In fact Logic saved Applejack’s life, if you’d like to recall darling.” Rarity wouldn’t get angry, but she’d certainly give Rainbow a bit of her mind.

“Only because she knew that if she didn’t we wouldn’t follow her like puppets! She’s playing all of you! The moment it’s between a fragment and you guys with no other way out she’ll betray you! It’s just how she is.”

Rarity began to walk down the hall. “You’re wrong and blind Rainbow Dash. Logic can’t feel the emotions you want her to. She’s not even a real pony and like a bully you’re picking on her for it. You’re no better than the bullies who used to pick on you and Fluttershy.” This comment shocked Rainbow Dash and she stepped forward angrily, ready to hit Rarity if she kept going. “Friendship’s a funny thing Rainbow Dash, you never know how it’ll show itself. How about you calm down and take a step back and look at the scene in front of you.” With that Rarity left, leaving Rainbow Dash even angrier than when she had first made conversation with her.

Down the hall Logic was sipping orange juice from a little carton she had been given by one of the nurses. Finishing the last of the liquid, she placed the box on the table next to her bed. Logic cringed from the pain of movement, but not that much. Her magic had been hard at work repairing her body since she had awakened. She just knew she’d be able to leave the hospital soon enough. The fragment’s ears perked as she heard the doorknob turn.

“Logic, Logic, Logic!” Fluttershy burst into the room and glided onto Logic’s bed, standing on the bed to stare the fragment right in the eye.

“Ack! Fluttershy, what are you doing?!” The fragment at a loss about Fluttershy’s unusual outburst, this was not her normal behavior.

“I need you to discord me!” The yellow pegasus replied.

“Discord you? What in the world does that mean?” Now Logic was starting to think Fluttershy had gone crazy.

“You remember Discord right? How he made us act all wrong?” Logic nodded sickly; cringing at the illogical world that madman had tried to create. “Well I need you to do that to me! Only I don’t make me mean, I want to be really outgoing so I can ask somepony out on a date and get Outgoing to let me capture her so we can rebuild Twilight and end this craziness!” Fluttershy huffed slightly from all the talking.

Logic looked apprehensive. “I do not know… it is dangerous to alter a pony’s personality and I am not sure if…” Fluttershy gave Logic the most adorable whimpering puppy eyes a living creature possibly could. Logic truly thought her heart melted from the cuteness. The fragment sighed. “Very well. Hold still.” Logic charged up her magic and tapped Fluttershy’s head with her horn. The pegasus’s eyes became hypnotized and her colors greyed. “Well? How do you feel?” Logic asked as Fluttershy came out of her daze.

“I-I don’t know. I don’t feel very different.” Fluttershy feared it hadn’t worked.

“Hmm… Try this.” Logic whispered something in Fluttershy’s ear. The mare nodded and walked outside into the hallway. A minute later she returned. “How many?” Logic questioned.

“Thirty-seven.” Fluttershy said, truly shocked.

Logic nodded. “Very good. Now go and capture Outgoing and come right back! I do not want you like that for a long time.”

Fluttershy nodded, running out the door and back to the Ponyville market. She made sure to say hi to Rarity as she past her in the hall.

Pinkie wanted to cry. She wasn’t going to, she was Pinkie Pie for Pete’s sake. Still, watching her new friend Excitement get sucked into a capture device made her so sad. Finally getting the fragment all the way in, Spike sighed in relief. Placing the device in his satchel he looked at Pinkie.

“Pinkie, why didn’t you capture her when you had the chance? I mean really you were right there!” The dragon could not hold the annoyance out of his voice.

“But she was so awesome! She smiled at everything and was super duper happy! She was like a twin sister, one that looked nothing like me…” Pinkie reminisced about her late fragment friend that she had known for all of ten minutes.

Spike shook his head. “Ok, whatever. Do you know where Fluttershy is? She’ll probably need help with her fragment too.”

“She’s right there, and she seems pretty capable!” Pinkie pointed to the left and sure enough a dull-colored Fluttershy was near her fragment.

“Ok Flutters, let me see what you got!” Outgoing was ready to see her friend take a social leap.

“So… I can ask out anypony I want?” Fluttershy asked coyly.

Outgoing nodded “Yup! Mare or stallion, I don’t care. Just… whoa!” Outgoing found herself pushed lightly against a wall with Fluttershy smiling sexily at her.

“So then, how about it Outgoing? You, me, Ponyville Park? A nice little picnic under a tree? We could get some tasty pastries from Pinkie Pie.” Fluttershy gave Outgoing a coy smirk and seductive eyes, trying to be as romantic as possible. “So what’ll it be cutie? You and me?”

“I-I-I-I… good job Flutters, you a… you passed… sort of.” Outgoing had crossed her hind legs and she blushed tremendously.

“Good to hear.” Fluttershy dropped her seductive act and gave Outgoing a warm smile.

“Hey Fluttershy! Hey!” Spike and Pinkie ran up to the two. “Fluttershy, is everything ok?”

“Yeah, everything’s good. Spike, can I have a capture device?” Fluttershy smiled widely.

“A… Yeah, sure…” The dragon handed the device over, finding it impossible to even think of rejecting Fluttershy’s request.

Clicking the device, Fluttershy placed it against Outgoing’s chest. The fragment chuckled. “Well, looks like this is it. It’s been a good run and hay, that’s all that really matters right? Doesn’t matter how long you’re here, just matters that you live it to the best with the time you have! Well, bye all!” The fragment looked at Fluttershy dead in the face. “And hey, promise me you’ll make sure Twilight’s more outgoing when you repair her ok?”

“Yeah, I give her the stare till she does.” Fluttershy chuckled. Outgoing joined in until she was finally sucked in to the device.

The Ponyville Library was a bright spot in the darkening scene as day gave way to night. Inside Spike placed the last of the occupied capture devices in the chest with the others. Closing and locking the container, the dragon turned to the others present. Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy (no longer dull-colored), and Big Mac looked at the dragon as he walked up to the center table and sat on a chair. Looking up, the dragon had a wide smile on his face.

“This is great you guys! We caught a lot of fragments today.” Spike turned to Big Mac. “Thanks a lot Big Mac for getting Determination for us.”

“Eeyup.” Replied the red stallion, a piece of straw in his smiling mouth.

Spike smiled back. “Ok! We’re so close to rebuilding Twilight! With the six fragments we caught that means there’s only eight fragments left!”

“Make that seven.”

Spike and the others turned to the door and gasped in shock. Creativity’s yellow eyes seemed to glow in the black background. Her smirk unnerved all of them. Spike shook off his shock. “What do you mean seven?” The dragon tried to act tough but in reality his legs were shaking in extreme fear.

Creativity chuckled. “What I mean is I have a present for you!” Her horn lit up and she pulled Betrayal into the room, dropping her with a loud thump to the ground. “Here you go, one two-bit worthless sack of meat to be used as you see fit! Just don’t let her out of her restraints, she backstab you in a heartbeat.” Creativity bowed respectively and made to leave.

“Wait!” Spike called to the fragment. “Why are you helping us? Aren't we your enemies?”

Creativity laughed. “Oh Spike! You and the others aren’t my enemies, only Logic is. We’re all running to the same goal, the only difference is what happens at the finish line...”

Suddenly Fluttershy jumped forth. “Why are you doing this!? Why don’t you want Twilight back? What’s the point of all this?!” The pegasus looked close to tears, saddened that she had to fight against a pony that looked identical to one of her best friends.

Creativity became somber. “Why am I doing this? I don’t know Fluttershy, why did you stay down here in Ponyville when you fell down from Cloudsdale all those years ago? You’re a pegasus; the sky is your home. Why do you prefer the ground?” The fragment looked at the pegasus, no malice, no cockiness, she just stared at Fluttershy.

Fluttershy took a step back. “I… well I, I wasn’t good at flying like all my parents and the other pegasi were. When I fell to the ground and found all the animals I thought that well… maybe, I could find my own path in life.”

Creativity smiled. “Yeah, finding your own path, to be your own pony. Thanks Fluttershy. Now if you’ll excuse me I have one more stop to make before returning home. Tatty-bye!” With that, Creativity left the tree house, leaving its occupants dumfounded.

Applejack slept quietly, her chest moving up and down slowly under her blanket with each breathe. Still in a painfully induced healing coma, the farmer had no clue she had a visitor present, or that they were standing right beside her. Creativity looked at the mostly unmoving form of the mare with interest. She was healing up pretty well and this was an interesting thing for Creativity to see. The fragment had not clue why she enjoyed it, maybe it was seeing life continue to survive despite all odds. Whatever, Creativity had made her peace with the mare, unbeknownst to Applejack herself, and now was the time to go. Turning to leave, the fragment was just in time to see the door open.

“YOU!” Rainbow Dash cried out as she saw the fragment. Galloping forward with all her might, Rainbow was easily pushed aside by Creativity’s magic. Hitting the wall hard, the mare seemingly past out.

“Please Rainbow Dash, I’m not in the mood to kick your backside all the way to the moon and back.” Creativity gave the mare a cold glare as she walked past her. Creativity gasped slightly as she felt Rainbow grabbed ahold of her back leg.

“I, I won’t let you get away with this!” Dash was trying hard to hold on to consciousness. “You’ll pay for what you did!”

“Please, you can’t even stop me now, and I plan to get even stronger.” Creativity rolled her eyes and kicked Rainbow Dash in the face, finally freeing the mare of consciousness. Walking out of the room and quietly shutting the door, Creativity pulled out a very old looking brown book. On the cover, emblazoned in stunning silver that had not dulled with age, was etched a unicorn’s head with wings extending outward right at the bottom of the back of the neck. Creativity flipped open the book. “Oh yes, so much more powerful…” The fragment smirked evilly.