Dark Cloud's insane journy

Dark Cloud woke up. She took one quick glance at her clock. I was 9:24 am. She sat up and caught something out of the corner of her eye. She quickly turned to look at it, and saw a huge roach the size of her eye, cut in half on the floor. Well isn't that peculiar. She threw the covers off of her body, and got up to go investigate. Upon standing, Dark Cloud fell to the floor. She sat gasping for breath as the most immense pain she had ever felt burned in her chest. She sat on the floor, holding her mouth shut to prevent her screams from escaping. She didn't want to cause a spectacle, after all. After laying in a crumpled ball for what seemed like ages, the pain became slightly more bearable. She gazed at her chest to see what could have caused this pain. She saw two large ovals riddled with a mixture of blues and purples. Scabs lined the outsides of the ovals, but this certainly wasn't the cause of such pain. It felt more internal.

She weakly lit up her horn. Dark Cloud used her healing spell to the best of her ability, leaving two scars along where the ovals were. It felt better, but her healing spell wasn't that great. She would have to see someone who knew more advanced healing spells. She would not go to a hospital. They would want all of her personal information, which she was not willing to give. How did she even get these injuries?

That's when the night before came rushing into her brain like a flood of memories. Shoving down Pinkie Pie. Getting tackled by that teenager. Beating up that teenager. Beating her up...

Why did she get so angry? And how did her magic aura turn red? What came over her? She remembered that satisfaction of winning and laughing. Why would she laugh? She didn't know, but it felt... good. She had all the power. She could have ended the young mare's life right then and there... But that was beside the point, she needed a medical check, just to make sure she wasn't bleeding internally, or something like that.

Of course she knew who to go to. Twilight Sparkle. She was a master in everything magic, she would help her with no problem. But did she really want to see Twilight after all these years? Sure, they had been best friends in Canterlot, then she left her for those heroes. What were they called, The Elements of Harmony? Yea, that's it. She never even made an attempt to talk to her again. No letters, nothing. All because of the fashionista, the shy pegasus, the boasting athlete, the country girl, and the party pony.

So yea, maybe she did want to see Princess Twilight.

Dark Cloud stood up and walked to the corner of her room to a small pile of clothing.  She searched around for a moment before pulling a dark blue saddlebag out of the pile. The side of the bag had the design of her cutie mark, two purple stars  with shimmering red ones surrounding them. She hoisted it over her back, and went into the kitchen. There were only two drawers in the kitchen, one for junk, and one for silverware.

She rummaged through the silverware draw, then pulled out a long knife, it was in a crescent shape. She got this from a dark side of the moon festival, in Luna's honor. She always liked Luna better than that stuck up sun princess. She placed the knife on the counter top, and went into the junk drawer. She pulled out a roll of masking tape, and covered the handle in it, giving the knife a good grip. Dark Cloud then placed the knife in the saddlebag pocket. She decided that the easiest thing to do would be to teleport to Twilight's library. There would no doubt be a commotion about the night before outside, even an investigation. Dark Cloud focused hard on her magic, and thought of Twilight's doorstep. In a flash, she was on the staircase of the library.

She knocked on the door of the old mahogany tree. She was quite nervous, she hadn't seen Twilight in, what, three years? would she even remember her? A voice then came form the inside.

"Spike? Will you get that for me?" Twilight chimed form the inside.

Spike? Who was Spike? Did she meet a stallion?

The door creaked open, and to her surprise, a small, purple and green dragon was standing in the doorway.

"Yea?" Spike said tiredly. She then remembered how early it was, and felt a pang of guilt for waking the baby dragon.

"Hi. Can I speak with Twilight?" Dark Cloud asked, surprised that the dragon had made no remark of her grim appearance.

"Yea, sure. Twilight! Visitor here for you!" Spike shouted back to Twilight. The door closed for a brief moment before being re-opened by a lavender alicorn. Twilight took a moment to look at who she was facing, trying to put the feeling of remembrance with the pony's face. Once she put two and two together, she gasped and put her hoove on her mouth.

"D-Dark C-Cloud?"

"Yea. Nice to see you too." Dark Cloud gave a sarcastic bow to the princess, as Twilight teared up.

"Oh Dark Cloud. I haven't seen you in so long. What happened to you?" Twilight was going in for a hug when the mare pushed her back into the library, entering herself. She slammed the door.

"What happened to me? You haven't tried to communicate with me in 3 years! You made new friends with those Elements of Harmony, but didn't once think of the person who helped you get through the finals, putting you in Celestia's hooves!" Dark Cloud hissed at Twilight.

"Oh Darky, I know! I always kept trying to make time but i kept getting so busy, and, and..." Twilight trailed off, now visibly crying.

Dark Cloud almost felt bad. Almost.

"Well, Ms. Element of Magic, I've been thinking long and hard about you." Dark Cloud flipped open her saddlebag and pulled the long knife out with her magic, the threw the sadllebag aside. "and I think we have some catching up to do."

Her malicious grin reappeared, and her aura turned red once again. She walked towards Twilight, who was backing into a corner. Bad move. Dark Cloud now had Twilight cornered, and she had no where to run. Twilight's horn lit up with a flash of dark magic, an obvious last resort. Dark Cloud lashed out her hoove, delivering a powerful strike to the source of her magic. Twilight let out a loud yelp that attracted the attention of Spike, who ran down the staircase.

"Twilight? What's wrong?" Spike gasped when he saw the pony standing over Twilight with a knife, and Twilight's horn sitting at an odd angle.

"Spike! Spike, stay back! Go get help!" Twilight yelled, but Spike was already charging at Dark Cloud. Twilight was like a mother to him, and he would do whatever it took to protect her. His little body made a surprisingly large impact, sending Dark Cloud tumbling away from Twilight. The knife went skidding across the floor and under a bookshelf. Dark Cloud jumped up and bore down on the ground preparing for a charge. Spike bore down as well, flicking his scales out, making a sort of porcupine out of himself. Dark Cloud saw the change, and still charged. Spike geared up as the pony crashed into him, peeling off some scales from the impact.

"That is quite the bothersome defense tactic." Dark Cloud said, picking a scale out of her face. "Too bad it doesn't work on large creatures." She laughed, but only a small giggle. Her horn glowed, and Twilight was raised into the air above their heads in a hollow bubble of magic.

"Lucky you, Ms.Sparkle. You get front row seats!" Dark Cloud said, trying to control her laughter. She approached Spike, who was trying to get up and defend himself. She lunged on top of him, pining his little arms above his head. She raised her head up high and opened her mouth, revealing two very sharp teeth on the top row. Her pupils had gone tiny, and her smile wider than ever. She arched her head back, then dove down at the unprotected areas where scales had been peeled off, penetrating his flesh. Spike howled in pain at the sudden penetration from her teeth. She did this in many different areas, leaving a circle of small holes. The holes were seeping  blood and Spike was cryng from the singing pain. Dark Cloud looked up at Twilight.

Tears were flowing from her face, and she was pounding against the bubble, creating small rifts whenever she impacted. She let go of Spike, who couldn't get up, but merely scootched away. She also let Twilight out of the bubble, causing her to drop to the floor. She had obviously forgotten about the pain in her horn, and charged over Spike, placing her hooves around him, being careful not to touch the punctures in his mid section.

"Spike! Oh Spike... hold on buddy! I'll, I'll go get help! Don't worry, just hold out for a little long-" Twilight's pupils went huge, and her mouth hung wide open. She fell to her haunches, then to the floor, face first. A large handle of a knife stuck out from in between her shoulders, a puddle of blood forming around the wound. Her ear was twitching, and she was taking huge breaths as she turned her head to look at Dark Cloud. She was moving her mouth frantically, trying to say something. She finally had the strength to say it.

"W-W... Wh... Why-y?" She sputtered, blood trickling out of her mouth and down her chin.

"Why? I ask myself the same question. Not because of my the contact thing, but because of you in general. Well, not just you. Those friends of yours played a major part in this as well. You see, the thing is, i am fed up with you heroes. It seemed that everything was fine here until you ponies united. Maybe... Oh yes! Now I know EXCATLY what to do! Well, goodnight Twilight Sparkle. Oh, and think of it this way, you definitely had the least painful death of your friends." Twilight had passed away long before she finished, but Spike was still holding on.

She pulled the knife out of Twilight's back, and walked over to Spike. She gave him a look of annoyance, then a grin.

"Hey Spike? Wanna play connect the dots?" She dug the knife into one of the puncture wounds, and connected it to the others. Spike was barely conscious, so this was just for her own entertainment. She dug under the loose skin, completely peeling off the skin and muscle, leaving just a few organs exposed. She jabbed the knife into his organs and twisted, creating a sick sloshing sound. Spikes eyes shot opened, and a second long scream escaped his mouth, then his eyes turned a milky white. His body went limp, and Dark Cloud retrieved her knife from inside of the dragon.

She left the corpses there, and searched the library. She looked under E, and found a notebook labeled "THE ELEMENTS OF HARMONY AND THEIR COUNTERPARTS" She flipped through the book. It was filled with six ponies, each with a page or two about themselves. She flipped to the middle, where a picture of Twilight was. She lit her horn, and brought over a quill from Twilight's desk. She dipped it in ink, and but a big X on top of her picture.

And the there were five, Dark Cloud thought.