Samuel sat in his office going over the reports of various individuals who have been confirmed to have conflicting memories, the reports were written by Samantha and a few other members of staff.

“Cat scan results show nothing unusual and from the look of the psychological profiles she provided clearly indicates the personality is unaffected by the change in memories, all other signs show that everyone is physically healthy...” Samuel sighed as he finished reading the reports, no matter how many times he read the reports he could not understand what could be possibly causing all this.

“In the most extreme cases the person will have no recollection of who they originally were, aside from the person suffering from dreams of their lost memories, the dreams seem to stop after a day or so. However in the most minor cases the person is aware something is wrong with their memories, the process seems to be so gradual that the person has no idea of what is happening until they recall a recent memory suggesting the most recent memories are overwritten first. While the personality is clearly unaffected, the affected person will act and behave as if those memories were true.”

Samuel was disturbed by a light knocking on the office door, he answered to let the person know to come in. Antonia greeted her husband warmly which Samuel returned with warm but tired smile.

“Are you alright honey?” Antonia said voicing her concern, “You've been at this for hours, I've barely seen you all day.” Samuel looked up at the clock in realisation, it read 2 am.

“I'm sorry honey.” He apologised, “Something serious has come to my attention and it seems to be affecting everyone who has been changed...” Samuel hesitated for a moment knowing fine well what would have to be asked. “...Before I ask you something important honey, I have to tell you that the memories of every pony are slowly being overwritten, by what I really don't know I've been trying to get to the bottom of all this.” Antonia looked worried for a moment then just plain confused.

“What is it you have to ask me honey?” She asked, Samuel remained silent for a moment.

“It's regarding Scott...” He explained, “...Bearing what I just said in mind, I have to ask do you recall having a son?” Antonia looked shocked, then understandably angry before coming to a realisation.

“...Yes we have a son called Scott?” Antonia answered worrying were all this could be going, “...Don't you remember?” Samuel remained silent, he could hear his heartbreaking at what he was about to do. He made his way to a filing cabinet in the corner of the room retrieving a file and placing it in front of Antonia.

“Honey, you understand who's medical file this is?” He asked simply.

“...It's mine?” Antonia answered, she read through it hoping for anything that would explain what's going on. After a moment she felt her heart drop. “Nononononono! That can't be right? It says here that I'm sterile...but I remember being pregnant with our son?”

“...” Samuel didn't say anything, “This was just as I feared, I hoped and I prayed you weren't affected by this. This is why I've been working non stop just find out what was causing all this...” Antonia nuzzled Samuel in an effort to comfort him. “I don't want to lose my wife because of this! I refuse to!”

“Samuel...honey, you won't lose me no matter what happens.” Antonia reassured him, “I'm still your wife, I always will be.” Antonia gave Samuel a loving kiss in an attempt to comfort him.

“...I-I...” Samuel stuttered before giving a small wry smile, “Your right honey, but what are we going to do about Scott?” Antonia looked thoughtful for moment, contemplating what her husband had just told her.

“Can...you tell me what he was like, from what you remember?” She asked.

“Before he became what he is now, he was...a violent man...He was one of the people who attacked the hospital.” Samuel paused for a moment, “Do you remember the man who tried to rape you?” Antonia just nodded, though she was uncomfortable with memory, “That man was Scott's father and from what I understand one of the main reasons he was like that in the first place.” Samuel got another file from the cabinet and showed it to Antonia, “Scott was a regular patient here, in fact Mark sent him here after giving him the beating of a lifetime from what I understand. Anyhow when Scott changed into an earth pony, regressed back to the point until he was physically and mentally four years old with no idea or memory of who he once was aside from the fact he was called Scott.”

“...I see.” Antonia said flatly, “What happened then?”

“When I went to check up on him...” He paused for a moment, “He called me Daddy, and complained of having nightmares which I understand were his previous memories. What he said next is what concerns me most though...”

“What did he say?” Antonia asked hesitating.

“I had dreams that I was a bad person who just hurts people, I don't want to be like that.” He repeated, “I don't know what to make of it.” Antonia looked thoughtful, trying to make sense of what she was just told

“What else can you tell me of his parents, his mother to be exact?” She asked

“Scott's mother died when he was five, from what I learned about him from Mark not long after Scott was taken in here, what we are seeing now is before what ever put him down that destructive path he was on before.” He explained.

“What is the chances of him gaining his memory back?” Antonia asked, Samuel looked confused but answered what he read in the report.

“Someone with their memories overwritten that extensively have no possibility whatsoever of gaining their memories back no matter what evidence used to remind them of who they were.” Samuel explained, “To put it simply the Scott that attacked the hospital no longer exists.”

“Then we do the right thing.” Antonia stated full of confidence, “We make sure he is brought up properly, memories or not he is our son now.” Samuel was left speechless for brief moment, he then considered the idea of raising the young colt as his own son.

“He doesn't want to be a bad person huh?” Samuel muttered to himself, “Do you think he'll make a good doctor?” Antonia giggled.

“Like father, like son I imagine.” She said happily.

Trevor sat alone in a bar he used to frequent often, though there was a full bottle of whisky in front of him it remained untouched. It was as if all compulsion he had to get drunk was completely gone and for the first time in a long time he was without a doubt sober. His thoughts constantly rang with the words of his estranged son turned daughter. Marcia had made it clear that she wants nothing to do with him, and now he was truly regretting what he must of put her and her mother through with his antics.

“Trevor? Is that you?” A woman asked curiously, he looked up astonished of who the voice belonged to. “What happened to you?”

“Angelica?” He asked, he gave her a smile and offered her a seat.

“Are you alright?” She asked, “It looks like you've got a lot on your mind if your not drinking.”

“I think I've drank enough of that junk for a lifetime.” He said bitterly, “My son's disowned me, or rather my daughter has. She said that there's no room in her life for me any more.” Angelica just sighed at the news.

“I can understand how you feel, my eldest son Shane wants nothing to do with me at the moment.” She said wincing at memory, Trevor raised a brow in interest.

“What happened?” He asked, worried about his childhood friend. “I must have been really out of the loop.”

“I blamed him and his girlfriend for something they couldn't help, and I ended up slapping his girlfriend.” Angelica explained, “My son needed me more than anything and I berate and shout at him, I'm such a terrible mother.”

“Who was his girlfriend?” Trevor asked.

“Some unicorn called Marcia, why?” She stated curious.

“Lemme guess, dusty blonde mane and tail, light blue fur and a mark on her flank that looks like a black gear with a heart on it?” Trevor asked, Angelica nodded. “You do realise that was my son...” He said flatly, clearly unamused at the implication.

“...T-that would mean, my son is...oh dear lord!” She exclaimed in shock. “...H-How could this happen? For how long have they been...? I didn't raise my son to be like...That!” Trevor stared at her with a clearly annoyed look.

“I would like to remind you that is my son you are talking about!” He growled through gritted teeth. Angelica took the hint and backed off.

“I'm...sorry I shouldn't have said that...” She apologised, Trevor remained silent.

“I think you should go apologise to your son Shane, as hypocritical as that sounds coming from me” He suggested, “I think I should be going now.” Trevor left without a goodbye, leaving Angelica to contemplate his advice.

“C'mon Shane!” I beckoned, “We have to pick up our little Sunshine.” Shane just shook his head and gave an amused smile as he followed.

“I know, I know.” Shane replied, “Just bear with me okay, this is going to take me some getting used to Mark.” I stopped in mid-step, “What's wrong?”

“C-can you call me...Marcia from now on please...” I asked nervously, “...I-I think it would be best if I was called that from now on.” He gave me a curious look, Shane looked like he was going to say something but he decided not to.

“Alright then...Marcia, lets get going then.” He said, part of him wondering what that was all about. We had both agreed to take this little by little, while he admitted he wasn't comfortable with this he said he would do it for Sunshine's sake at the very least.

We eventually arrived to pick up Sunshine for the make shift school, I was chatting with Jessica while we waited, Shane however was deep in thought wondering what memories Sunshine had if she even was affected by all this. To be honest Shane would be first to admit that he wasn't ready to be a father never mind a relationship with his once male best friend.

He knew what memories she had of them being together weren't true, in truth he couldn't begin to describe how uncomfortable that made him. He had nothing against same sex relationships, as far as he was concerned which team you swung for wasn't any of his business and as such never bothered him in the slightest. Hell he's even met and talked to plenty of gay couples and they all turned out to be decent people.

“Are you okay Daddy?” Sunshine asked smiling warmly, snapping him away from his thoughts.

“Yeah...I'm fine kiddo. How was school?” Shane asked his new found daughter. Sunshine just giggled.

“We learnt about dinosaurs!” She answered excitedly, Shane smiled, “How come your here with Mommy?” Shane froze wondering how to explain this to a six year old.

“Mommy and I decided to get back together.” He said simply, deciding that was the best thing to say. Sunshine's eyes lit up happily at him.

“Mommy and Daddy are gonna be happy again? Yay!” She bounced around happily. Curious Shane raised a brow and asked.

“How sad was Mommy when we split up?” Sunshine stopped bouncing, and looked at him strangely.

“Mommy was really sad that you left, I never seen Mommy cry like that. I think she said something about her Daddy leaving her too.” She said sadly, “But your here stay right?” Shane wondered briefly what had happened between Mark and her father.

“I'm here to stay.” Shane answered, “I'll do my best to keep her happy.”

Author's Note

And thus the Overwrite arc begins, this is a shorter chapter than usual so in the future I'll try to keep the chapters around 2500-3500 words from now on.

-S Passion