Containment is Magic 2: Chaos Rising

Follower

LTF Facility 1a, [REDACTED], Equestria

July 4th, 2013, C.R.

(ShadowFire)

Jitterbug's smile could hardly be contained as a loud 'SQEE!' resounded through her cell. "You will?!"

Follower smiled back at her. "I will. Once Twilight tells me how I'm supposed to use 'Mana Type 7'."

Twilight smiled sheepishly. "I guess I kinda forgot, didn't I? Using it is pretty simple, all you have to do is focus all of your energy into your horn and make contact with the subject, which is Jitterbug in this case."

Follower nodded. Turning to the guard, he said "I'm ready. Could you open the door?"

The guard did as he was asked, barely leaving the door open long enough for Follower to get through before sealing it again. Slightly miffed at the guard's fear, he turned to Jitterbug, who was nervously kicking her hoof at the ground.

As he got closer, she seemed to lose some of her confidence. "Y-You know you don't have to do this, right?"

"I know."

That was the only answer she received as Follower's eyes closed in concentration. His horn began glowing faintly, and after a moment or two, another, brighter layer of light appeared over the first. After the fifth layer, Follower began sweating profusely, barely managing to get the sixth layer to appear. As Jitters reached a hoof forward to attempt to make him stop, the seventh layer shone brilliantly into existence and his eyes opened, glazed over in a pure white light as Follower's horn touched her head.

???

"Ugh... Where am I?"

Follower's eyes opened to reveal a large, black wasteland, with several smaller plots of land floating in the air beside it. He began looking around until he saw Jitterbug sitting in the middle of the platform.

"Jitterbug? Hey, Jitters! Where are we?"

Jitterbug remained seated, not moving a muscle.

Follower felt increasingly uneasy as he called out to her again. "Jitters?"

He jumped as she laughed. Not because she laughed, but because it wasn't her laugh. It was twisted, evil sounding. Follower nearly fell over as 'Jitterbug' turned around to reveal a mouthful of sharp teeth and two bloody eye sockets instead of the beautiful, nervous features he was used to.

'Jitterbug' laughed again. "No, fool, that's not me. I am Yvtaela, the demon of loneliness. I've managed to kill everypony who's gotten close to this mare, and now it's your turn."

Follower regained his footing and stared straight at the demon. "Bring it on."

Yvtaela and Follower stared each other down for a few moments before the demon lept forward, letting out an ear piercing shriek as she got closer to Follower's head. Shifting his stance, he waited until the last possible moment before diving out of Yvtaela's path. Smirking as she landed on her face, he took the opportunity to fire a small bolt of magic at her, but recoiling when he saw it had no effect.

Yvtaela laughed as she stood up. "You fool! Your pathetic spells have no effect on me!" She began charging at Follower once again, causing him to squeeze his eyes shut, bracing for the inevitable impact. It never came.

Follower was instead greeted by a loud shriek of pain. Opening his eyes, he noticed Yvtaela clutching her foreleg with the opposite hoof, while white light poured out of a vicious cut. Looking up, he noticed that his horn was once again glowing brightly with the energy of Mana Type 7.

Yvtaela shrieked again. "W-What is this?!? How could you possibly possess the forbidden magic?!? Only the Prince is allowed to weild it!"

Follower tightened his stance. "Prince? What prince?"

"You'll never know!" Yvtaela began hobbling towards him. "I'll kill you here!"

Follower's eyes narrowed. "No, you won't."

With that, Follower charged forward, watching the black wasteland turn white as his horn connected with Yvtaela's head.

Real World

Follower's vision returned slowly, eventually showing a concerned Jitterbug standing over him.

Helping him to his hooves, Jitterbug began stammering. "A-Are you o-ok? D-Did it work?"

Follower began moving towards her. "Only one way to find out..."

Before she could react, Follower lept forward and wrapped her in the biggest hug he could muster. After a few moments, he let go. "Well, I'm not dead. I guess that means it wor-OOF!"

Follower's breath was knocked out of him as Jitterbug wrapped him in an even tighter hug than he did. He began stroking her mane as she sobbed into his shoulder.

"T-Thank you...thank y-you so m-much..."