The Immortality Prophecy: Book one; It must be True Love

                                         The Immortality Prophecy: Book one;

                                    It must be True Love

                                    Chapter four: Disabled

                                           (Pinkimena)

The date went rather well that night- at least Pinkimena thought so. Vicious seemed distant and confused. But she did listen, even though she was a little off in her own world.

Vicious is just... There's something different about her. She's delicate! And perfect!

What else is a more perfect frame of treasure that one who is immortal, dark, and fragle? But the only thing hard about it- as everypony knows- she's in the way.

Pinkimena snapped out of her dazed and lost wonder of thought as she heard a voice.

"Um, excuse me?"

Pinkimena looked up in recognization to see a very peculiar mare.

Trixie.

She's been banned from Ponyville, and brought back in. Everypony seems to trust her now. And even believe she's the good guy. But I don't trust her. Never have- never will.

She's lucky the one pony she had fillynapped days before was a false. Thank you, Vicious...

Pinkimena sat up in her booth that was just outside of the bakery, the sun baking the fur from Pinkimena's coat- and leading her to believe that by the time the day's light is over with, will have another shade of color darker.

She flashed what in the image of her mind was a dazling smile- trying her hardest to inform Trixie that there in no suspicion (if she was to ever suspect...)

"How may I help you?" She said- her voice gentle and filled with excitment.

"Yes, the Great and powerful Trixie would simply love a cupcake. I've not eatten a thing since yesturday, and wish not to starve- for the sake of Ponyville, that is."

Wow. This pony might have gotten kicked out at one point- but that attitude, and acting like she was great and royal? I'd think she'd learn her lesson from being banned for nearly two years. Unfortunatly not.

"Sure thing!" Said Pinkimena, handing her a cupcake, with  lime-green icing, and a teal wrapping. Honestly- it looked like a normal cupcake- and none of the customers ever suspected anything wrong with the cupcakes. I could honestly make anything taste delightful. I could make dirt taste like heaven- and they wouldn't know.

Little do they know, that every single one of them are canibals- including myself.

Trixie grabbed the cupcake out of her hand, a tad bit viciously, and never made eye contact with her as she threw three bits onto the flat area spread on the booth.

"Enjoy your anus..." She whispered while giggling to herself. She sneered as the blue mare was walking away. And watched her as she took a bite out of the tangible desert.

Pinkimena opened the door to the bakery, bringing the tray of cupcakes that was left over from the sales she made today- great as always. They enjoyed them as suspected. I even thought they were delicious- Snips does taste quite fine! He was specially reserved for her. Only three cupcakes we're made out of him, and decorated properly for her own to amuse.

Pinkimena opened the fridge in her kitchen- the soft light from the freezing machine. She felt a wiff of cool air, but didn't mind much for it. There she found her three delightful cupcakes.

She grabbed the plate, and shut the refridgerator door and started to make her way to the kitchen. She sat on her long sofa, clearing off some things she saw was instead in her way to rest when she picked up the slips of paper- noticing the one on top.

She set the other stack down, and singled out the papers. She recognized the news- and the headline stood out most of all. The bold letters nearly popped out of the front cover.

A huge notification of Ponyville Ledger- headline of seven missing ponies, most recent- Snips, the yong unicorn. Pinkimena silently chucked as she looked down the paper even more- seeing a notification of a meeting declared by Celestia herself- requiring all the common princesses, (Celestia, Luna, Cadence, and of course, Twilight.)

It caught her attention as she kept feeding herself information from this daily new's feed. It turns out that they're meeting in precisely four days.

"Interesting.." She said, whispering softly to herself. That's when she heard a couple knocks on the door. She trotted over to the door, opening it slowly and slightly as she just gently peeked out the crack. To her surprise, it was a royal guard. As in- from Celestia's palace royal. He was tall, his coat was white as snow, and his armory gleamed under the soft light that was lit on her porch.

"May I help you, sir?"

The white stallion looked down at Pinkimena, a stirn look on his face. "Yes. I came by to see when was it last you've seen this young colt?"

He pulled out a scroll, with the picture of Snips- it looked like some kind of spring picture you'd take at school. Pinkimena was a little quiry inside. This guard could easily squish her within one step, and she tried to hold back her worry.

"In years. Why? Has something happened?" She asked, her voice soft, smooth, and convincing. He looked away, thinking for a brief moment. "Something major, I'm afraid. May I take a look around your home?"

"No you may not. I'm home alone at the moment, and I do believe it's getting very late. I'd rather you not."

His face started to fall into a strong focus. She could tell that he was trying to focus on reading her face expression, and continued to as Pinkimena heard something familiar...

"Seems your in some serious trouble."

Pinkmena's face expression dropped as she knew exactly who it was speaking in her mind.

"Oh no, not now!"

"W-what's wrong with now?!"

"Oops. Forgot that my very thoughts wern't private from you anymore."

"Uh-huh. Need some help there, Mena?"

"No! Get gone!"

"Nah... you seem in trouble. I'm coming over there."

"Vicious, I'm fine. But please- don't come here. Stay put!!"

"Okay... If you say so..."

Returning to reality, the guard stood there- pretty pissed I might say- and looked down on the small mare angrily.

"By the orders of Princess Celestia, I demand to come into your home."

"Your not coming in." She said sternly.  Then, time froze as she watched him shove pass Pinkimena, his powerful strength knocking her to the ground.

"Oh hell no, he did not just lay his hooves on you!!"

Pinkimena's eyes started to shut as the stallion started to move into her home, walking into the livingroom in slow motion. Everything started to seriously turn into a blur as only her thoughts swormed the mind.

Vicious' voice rang furiously, telling that her anger was taking it's most monsterous actions.

"Hang in there, I'll be over in a second. No pony is allowed to touch you but me."

"Vicous, no! Stay away!"

"No, I'm not! I'm coming. NOW!!"

Pinkimena's eyes started to shut as well as her thoughts. The last thing she saw was the stallion serching the home angrily before the impact of shattered glass came flying inward- and black wings came charging immediately towards the guard. The palace servant went flying backwards as Pinkimena shut her eyes, the final thought in her mind:

"Vicious...stop..."

                                                   (Vicious)

Vicious turned around to see the giant buff stallion against the wall unconsious. She started to feel her right eye burn as sticky moist blood started to flood her eyesocket. She blinked and grunted as she started to make her way over to the guard, a trail of blood following behind her.

As her looming shadow cast over the giant guard, his eyes started to flicker open. Vicious staired down at him as she raised a hoof and pressed it against his trought- cutting off his air supply rather quickly. He glared up at the brown mare, as she made eye contact, and muttered in German:

'Die threat.'

She then used her other hoof to grab his helmet, and snap his head the other way. There was a loud crack as his eyes looked up, life instantly escaping the body rather quickly.

Vicious set down his head and felt a burning passion she's never felt before. It just sat there in her chest and continued to grow until tears started to stream down her face. She yeled out a cry and colapsed to the ground. The burning in her chest began to grow into a pain as she watched her tears it the floor, evaporating into this thick red color as soon as it hit the floor.

She then heard a voice in her head, completely unfamiliar- so it wasn't Pinkimena's- but it spoke hoursly.

"We found you."

Suddenly, there was a ring in her ear as all the pain and burning started to fade, and the world around her became highlighted, and she felt herself colapse onto the cold hard wood floor- out cold.

Vicious opened her eyes to see nothing but brightness around her- making it hard to squint. Then, she heard that voice again, but a tad bit more soft.

"Vicious, stop being a filly! Look at me."

Vicious looked up to see a figure, gleaming brightly upon the young mare. Her eyes ajusted as she noticed a gray Pegasus, with large wings such as herself. Her mane and tale were... different colors?

She landed in front of the stunned mare, folding her wings properly as doing so.

"Hey there, squirt. How's it going?"

"Uh...F-fine I guess... Who are you?"

The gray mare's expression dropped as she looked at her quriously. "You don't remember me?"

This mare was starting to think she was dreaming. "No.."

She looked down, dissappointment on her face."Okay... Moving on. Your in trouble. Seriously, what were you thinking..?"

"W-what exactly did I do? Who are you? Where am I?"

"Okay! Jeez- enough with the questions, Curious George. I am Cross, your sister."

"S-s-sister?!?! I h-have a sister?!"

"Plenty of them. Anyways, they must have taken your memory before you excaped from the Heavens..."

"...WHAT?!"

Cross moved closer to Vicious, wrapping her wing around her younger sister. "You see, Vicious, there is a reason you're on Earth. And it wasn't anything purposely. You are Vicious- Angel of bravery and strength. There's more of us, four to be exact. A Angel of love, Angel of beauty, and then there's me. Angel of missplaced..."

Vicious sat there quietly. "Okay. Let me get this straight- you're one of my three Angel sisters, which are in the heavens? And I am an Angel too?"

"Pretty much, yeah."

"..And you're here to tell me I'm in trouble?"

"Horrible danger. I've been waiting to speak to you for quite some time now. Mother is furious-"

"M-mother?!"

"Yes Vicious, you let me finish?"

Vicious shut her mouth as the gray mare continued." Anyways, like I was saying, she's looking for you. And that romancy stuff between you and that mare down there? Your affection is drawing her closer to finding you."

"I... Don't understand. Why would she be looking for me?"

Cross looked forward sternly. She shut her eyes tightly. "I can't tell you. But the only thing I can tell you- do you really like that mare?"

Vicious looked up at her curiously. "Why do you wanna know?"

"Okay listen, you clearly like her, and you don't want to lose her, right? Well, do not let her leave your sight. Mom will take her away faster than you think."

Vicious looked up curiously."Then why haven't she done anything yet? Why is-"

"Because of you. Of course she can't get to her because you're in the way. You are the Angel of strength. You're way stronger than her- in every way. Almost all of us are. That's why she has us under captivity... But you need to be with that mare you love. Do you understand?"

Vicious knodded her head. This was all going through her mind so fast- it was going to make her head spin."I understand."

"Good." She said, releasing her from her ginormous wings. "And visit or write me every once in a while, okay? It's hard going through all this without you there."

"Sure thing. Even though you brought me here, I guess I can try."

She stopped to hear something rummbling, and the light started to colapse. She jumped up, looking around in fear and shock. "Cross, what's going on?!"

"Your dreamworld is closing in. You're waking up. I'll see you again, Vicious. And remember- protect her!"

"I will!" She yelled, as the world of light started to close in, shattering around her as she got a last glance into her red eyes- that matched her's exactly. Her final words ringing in her mind.

"Protect her."