Memories Of Days Past

Chapter Twelve

        The day started as a unmemorable one, just a normal day, a bit cloudy but that was to be expected, after all not every day could be sunny and perfect. The difference between today and most other days was not much, some would say nothing of note happened, others may say it was strange that Amanda and soon after Sara both got sick within hours of each other.

        Sickness, it was not something that happens often, after all when you have magic you can just rid yourself of it. What both Sara and Amanda both had was not a sickness, but rather a mental war. The psyches of their former minds battled for control, Twilight Sparkle and Rainbow Dash did not simply disappear after all that would be too convenient.

No a coping mechanism was developed, another personality would be created to deal with the horrors of what they had saw, all the while the first personality would start splicing the original memory away. Soon after the threat of the memory would be gone and the former personalities would want to regain control of their bodies, but the longer the time the new personality would stay in the body, the stronger it would be. Eventually the two personalities would both be near equal power and a battle for control would be assumed, the battle appears to outsiders as a sickness, similar to a cold or fever.

This entire event was unavoidable, after all I had tried to make the other personalities dissipate, but to no anvil they would always come back. The maximum amount of time I saw to stall their return was almost three years, I had one year to train them as best I could before the fates sent me away for four years before allowing me to return. Most times I had trained them sufficiently enough and they won, other times when I had not kept to the schedule they had lost and all the plans I had crumbled around it.

This part of the plan was always a gamble, I could try and influence the outcome, but both would get the advantage, just one would know and the other might. In all the timelines, the outcome is always random, sometimes Twilight notices other times she would not. I would say it was refreshing, but I would be lying if I said I actually enjoyed watching years of hard work being destroyed.

        Amanda was not having a good day, first waking up and seeing Twilight Sparkle sitting in front of her, at that point she knew it was going to be a bad day.

        “What do you want, I’m very busy and don’t have time for your useless rambling.”

        “You know exactly what I want, but if I need to spell it out, I want control of my body back.”

        “Your body! Are you kidding me, you willingly gave it up when you hid from the outside just because it was “scary”, you can go fuck yourself!”

        “I didn’t even do that, you stole my body from me when I was vulnerable, you manipulated me into thinking you were a friend.”

        “I was never your friend, and manipulate really, what are you ten, I didn’t do anything wrong. I just took back what was rightfully mine, after all I existed before you were implanted my that tyrant Celestia.”

        “I wasn’t implanted and I was most definitely here before you, you came from that book, there’s just no other way.”

        Sara always hated mornings, but the strange thing was she also hated sleeping in late. Today she decided to sleep in late and look what that brought her. Rainbow Dash stood in front of her, glaring at Sara with a look of anger and a hint of fear, she already knew what was coming after all, he had told them about this. He even prepared us as well as he could, hopefully it would be enough.

        “You know I hate sleeping in, why bother me when  I’m in a bad mood. Doesn’t seem very smart if you want to try and convince me to give “your” body back.”

        “I wasn’t going to try and convince you, I’m going to take my body back by force.”

        “You weren’t even going to try diplomacy first, wow you really are the psychopathic murderer he said you were.”

        “I didn’t murder anypony!”

        “And racist too, wow you really are a bundle of happiness and joy, really are you so arrogant to refer to your race only when speaking.”

        “I am not racist! You’re just being a jerk and stuff, just let me have my body back, it was mine originally.”

        “When you truly lose something, you can never have it back no matter how hard you try.”

        “Yeah, well I haven’t truly lost it yet then, and I will get my body back no matter what.”

        Some may say the things I do are evil, but that is not entirely true, after all there is nothing in this world that can be classified as good or evil. I would say my actions are morally pragmatic, it is a better classification than evil or good. Others may not agree with me, claiming there is good and evil and that they are good and I am evil, but that is foolish for no one can claim to have done nothing wrong ever.

        Moral, it is a word we as sentients use to describe and judge others, we have had many disagreements on what is moral or not. Really morality is just a means of getting something done, it changes how we act and react in certain situations. It is the subtle undertones of all our actions, the reasons for why sometimes we do things, and other times why we do not.

        Many years I have thought this, when I learned of the split personalities that from in the minds of Amanda and Sara, Twilight Sparkle and Rainbow Dash. Is it really alright to have them killed, extinguished, I do not know and I may never know.