[My conscience Kill writes in the brackets and bolded]

    <  My conscience Joy writes in these and  Italics>

~ Grace talks in these and underlined~

         { I respond in these}  

Before I start off, two things. One, sorry for the long update and two, from the last REAL chapter, I made a few edits with only Charge facing off against Slender while the other teachers go for Shadow. Simple as that. The fight was going on for too long anyways.

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"What do we do?!" Omnius yelled out seeing that the two ponies were going offensive.

Looking back at him quickly, Charge exclaimed, "We fight!" Glancing back and forth between Slender, Shadow and his acquaintances, he authorized himself and others their roles for now. "Make sure Shadow doesn't touch a single fur of Light, you understand?"

"You got it!" Cross nodded.

"Finally, time for some payback!" Chaser pumped his hoof. "You ready Omnius?"

The janitor pony chuckled, "Nope, but I'm not going down without a fight!"

"Good man!" Chaser patted a hoof against Omnius' back, "Just look at him, all worn out, all tired from keeping up that shield, we are definitely going to kick his a--" His sentence was cut immediate as a black tentacle whiplashed the overconfident arts teacher a few metres back.

Hurrying with a gallop to Chaser's aid, Shadow Mark brought him back to his hooves ensuring that he was okay. "Forget us Charge! You deal with Slender! We can handle things from here!" The principal shouted.

"Not a problem," Charge rushed off to the suited enemy and then halted in his tracks. "Wait for my signal though, I would like to end this in one quick go. You hear that Chaser?"

"Ugh," he rubbed his head, "Why is everypony picking on me today? Can't I just get hit and not lectured?" He then muttered under his breathing, "Friggin' budget man...."

Charge then sighed and rubbed his temples with a single hoof, "We are doing 'IT' okay?!"

"It?" Everyone including Chaser repeated in confusion watching one another. Charge stretching his neck and inches away from Chaser's face, he gritted his teeth and repeated the words. "OOHH THAT 'IT'."

"Yes, that 'IT', just please don't mess this up, we both know how badly that ended last time right?" Silent warned as he pointed to Chaser's scar.

"Yeah, I know," Chaser looked back down at his ruined skin with a slight feel of his hoof.

Galloping from either side, both Charge and Shadow exchanged glances before reaching their opponents.

--Charge's Fight--

Meeting him halfway there, Slender jumped towards Charge with a hoof ready to attack, coming forth only to be deflected away with another passing hoof from Charge. Slender continued his onslaughts of jabs as Silent with quick reflexes, ducked, deflected and at some points retaliated with offensive strikes which too had met the same fate as Slender's.

Taking to the air now, the faceless pony had uppercut Charge with an unseen and quick tentacle which had made even such a heavy pony as himself rise from the earth. He continued his relentless combo wrapping a black tentacle around Charge's neck, flipping during midair giving enough momentum and force to fling the teacher's body onto the ground.

Silent gasped for air upon contact with the floor as his back arced and eyes opening wide feeling the pain rush through his body from the hit. Near the newly formed crater, Slender awaited for the dirt and dust to part ever wanting to see his opponent, injured, broken or better yet, dead. He peered closer and closer until a sudden hoof reached fro beyond making rough contact with Slender's chin, giving him a little breathing distance and recovery time.

Slender slid on his hooves rebounding from the hit as he sent forth two more tentacles to rid of Charge. He tensed the muscles of both as they stroke a stance taking aim for the pony shrouded in the dust. Under the control of hate and sin, the mentally twisted pony controlled thy tentacles as they violently pounded upon the floor and through the dust.

"???" Slender bent his head a few degrees in confusion. He trotted slowly to the crater calling back his tentacles near his side still in the position to attack as they awaited further orders. Watching the crater from the sidelines, he swished his hooves wiping away the remaining cloud of dirt to reveal what should be there, but instead all he found was an empty lot of nothing.

Whistling from afar, a voice called out attracting the attention of the suited pony, "HEY! HENTAI!" Silent Charge taunted the pony, "MISSING SOMETHING?!"

The tentacles literally hissed before making it's way towards Charge, quickly lashing out in all directions as another wrapped around and constricted Silent's leg, preventing further movement. "Oh fuck," Charge cursed feeling the tension of the grip increase and with a slowly increasing pull. The pressure upon his foreleg's muscles slowly increased as if being pulled apart muscle from tendon. Somehow through all the pain that he endured, Silent smiled, actually smiled from this torturous act. "Just what I wanted." Tightening his constricted hoof, Charge gritted his teeth and unexpectedly pulled Slender towards him with unmatched strength to, only at the end, headbutt the poor pony unconscious.

"Ah shit!" Charge rubbed his hoof against his head to soothe the recoiling pain. Feeling slightly victorious over his battle, he sat tired upon his haunches near Slender and watched to the sky hearing an audible boom, only to see a formation of a lightning bolt strike but with a slower than usual pace. "Heh, I knew you guys could do it."

'Requiescat in pace' a voice whispered through the echoing boom.

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I sat up relaxed on the infirmary room's bed as my friend's watched and blinked in confusion as I was now revived. "What?" I simply asked.

"You're back from the dead and all you can say is 'What'?!" Vinetion shouted.

[Jeez! Give us a break! You'd think somepony would actually be happy that we're alive!]

<Honestly, what do they want from us?>

"Forget Vine Graze, we're happy to have you back," Grim waved a hoof shooing away the wooden coated mare. "So, please tell me! How was it like in the afterlife?"

[Oh, and another didn't even miss us...Great]

~Oh shut up Kill~

Looking at him, I sighed and replied, "I saw that was a way, the gates of hell from heaven."

"Wait, what?" He watched me confused with the others.

"I realized that my place is here with you guys and that, I won't be able to enjoy anything without you all. It was pretty much hell...."

Whistling a dying tone, Grim instantly remembered something and quickly rushed off to a drawer pulling out a mirror within his jaw. "Oh yeah! Now that you're alive, what do you think about the new wing?!" He smiled with hope in his eyes.

My mouth and jaw dropped in awe the second my eyes saw the reflection. It was..... It was...

[WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT THING?!] Kill shouted, slamming my hoof onto the bed side.

Averting my attention to Grim, I watched him seriously with death in my eyes. "DUDE! WHAT IS THAT THING?! WHERE IS MY BUCKING WING?!"

"Uhmmm Graze?" Aroma poked me with a hoof and pointed to my wing. I wanted to ignore but she wouldn't move that damn hoof from my face which kinda forced me to look. Finally paying attention, my mouth dropped at the sight as to my shock and dismay, the wing instantly changed from its bug like appearance to a tattered black draconian wing.

"What the...."

<OO! Let me try!> Joy said taking this for a game and took slight control over my body. And now, my wing changed to a bat pony's own. <Niceeeee>

My mouth dropped even more seeing not only it change to one wing, but another?!

~Oh, this I gotta see!~ Grace then followed Joy's and Kill's steps to take control over my body. Now this time, everyone was confused even more as it changed a third time to a griffin's wing.

{STOP TAKING DAMN CONTROL OF MY BODY!} I shouted in my mind to my consciences, regaining control of my body.

"He-hey your wing is back!" Dark smiled with his eyes a bit puffy from the emotion scene not too long ago as his hoof pointed to a matching white right wing to my left.

Confused as ever, my face twisted as my blood pressure rose unable to get an answer and then, it simply washed away as I placed my eyes on her. Her, my Bright Eyes standing alone and away from the company of friends. "Hey guys, I think I need to rest," I lied to them and watched Grim clearing my throat.

"Oh! Right right! You heard him, the patient does need his rest," he then teleported everyone out of the room and onto the other side of the door excluding Ditzy and myself.

Trotting towards me, she kept her head facing the floor unable to look me in the eyes. Through a shallow and choked breath, she tried her best to speak after holding in for so long. "H-how could you..."

"Bright Eyes," I said, reaching out my hoof towards her but before touch was immediately pushed away with a yell.

"DON'T 'BRIGHT EYES' ME GRAZE!" She cried more as the tears rolled off her cheeks and onto the floor. "HOW DARE YOU PUT ME THROUGH ALL THIS!" Confusing me more than ever, she tightly wrapped her hooves around my neck and cried upon my shoulder.

I stayed there silent and wrapped my hooves around hers, allowing every bit of emotion to flow. "How could you do that to me.... You of all ponies.... You! Hurt me like that..." she softly said through her muffled words.

"I hate you! I hate you for doing this to me! I hate you Graze!"

Grabbing her ever so tightly, I said matching her volumes, "I love you." Somehow, it was as if it triggered off something in her mind making her cry more as she wept taking in heavy breaths. The tension of the grip lessened as her hooves unraveled.

Before turning away and exiting the room, she looked me in the eyes and said, "I'm sorry Graze, I can't go through this again."

Words stinging me a fate worse than death itself, I quickly grabbed onto her foreleg and watched into her eyes and begged for forgiveness. "I'm sorry Ditzy! I'm sorry! I promise no more fighting! No more violence! Nothing like that ever! I'm sorry! Just please," I stared at her, tears in my eyes, "PLEASE. DON'T. LEAVE."

Making her decision, she slipped her hoof through my grasp only to watch the red gash of a blood stain contrast poorly with her grey hoof and the stallion on the bed.

Without an answer, the only thing left audible in the room was the slow and quiet shutting of a door.

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