Bone and Steel Rewrite (Temporary Placement Until the Rewrite is Done)

When Twilight opened her eyes, she was alone in the dark.

"Hello?" she said, not daring to move a muscle.

A demonic chuckle filled the air, and the black lit up as a single, solitary candle flickered on. This illuminated the face of a gray pony, who was staring her in the face, eyes full of mirth.

"Boo!" he said in a whisper.

Twilight yelped and jumped back. However, her hooves found no surface, and she started to fall. She screamed as the air rushed past her, tearing at her coat and mane.

She hit the ground with a thud, and groaned as she tried to stand. When she had struggled to her hooves, the candle returned, this time brighter and revealing more of the area.

The face of the pony was lit up once more, revealing that it was a head floating in the air. The candle flew up to above the head, showing strings hovering above it, dancing madly.

"A... puppet?" Twilight asked in confusion.

"I am not just a puppet," the creature said, spinning around on the wire. "I am a being here to take you away. I am here to make you do my will."

Twilight shuddered as the space became ice-cold. A layer of frost began to develop on her fur, turning it hard and brittle.

"Who are you?" she asked with a shiver.

"I am a certain spirit," the head replied, a smile across its face. "I am here to spread a little trouble. Maybe butt heads with Celestia, see how powerful she really is without her Elements."

"Why?"

There was a crackle. The face began to develop static across it.

"Why not?" it said with a chuckle. "She imprisoned me in stone, now I'm going to get my long awaited revenge!"

The face faded into the blackness along with the candle, which left a small trail of smoke floating off into the sky.

The ground gave way beneath Twilight's hooves, and she fell onto something sharp, which tore through her body. She screamed in agony as her body fell limp.

~

"Twilight?"

Twilight's eyes fluttered open, revealing Spike to be standing over her with a doctor, who was looking at her form in interest. Her head pounded as though somepony had dropped a ton of bricks on it, and she winced in pain.

"Wha-?" she said numbly, trying to fight through the haze. "How- how long was I out?"

"Not too terribly long," the doctor said, inspecting her coat, which was covered in water. "You passed out at sometime while your assistant came to fetch me, and woke up within a few minutes of our arrival here."

Twilight shut her eyes and the dream came rushing back to her. She bit her lip as she remembered the face.

"I had a really bad nightmare," she said, looking at the doctor, who had begun to look at her legs, which showed no signs of injury.

"I wouldn't be surprised after what Spike here told me happened," he replied. "However, it seems as though these 'metal knives' he spoke of don't exist."

"But they were there!" Spike said, pointing a claw. "They cut her leg open! She was bleeding and hurt and-"

"I see that you believe firmly that there was a projection of metal," the doctor said. "But, I doubt that a traumatized pony and dragon can be trusted to provide accurate information about a very... different thing."

Twilight gritted her teeth.

"A question still does remain," he said, staring her in the eyes. "Your coat is soaking wet. Why?"

Twilight thought for a moment, going through both the dream and before she blacked out.

"In my dream," she began. "There was ice across my body because it was freezing. That means that