Purify

"September 8, 43  RT.  Is you could have guessed, after Twilight was publicly shown and crowned only a day ago, thanks to me actually, Celestia renamed the era Rise of Twilght, this the RT abbreviation.  Now, back to my no- stop!  H-hey, that tickles!"  I burst out to laughter and cut off my magic to my spell as my side was assaulted by the feathers of my marefriend.  Twilight giggled as she watched me squirm around in laughter.

"It's not fun how you are taking up your time with me with notes." pouted Twilight, trying to hold back her own laughter.

"I-I ha ha!  I need to, he he, take note, ah ah ha, before I start my, heh heh, experiment." I said in between laughs.  This beautiful lavender wings can be so evil.  Twilight retracted her wings and let me breathe, which I did without hesitation.

"T-that was evil." I sputtered, regaining my breath.  She stuck out her tongue and curled up on the bed, watching as I sat back up and started my spell again.

"Now, back to my recent studies before I was interrupted, I have recently ran into some problems that is furthering my delay on removing the rest of Despair from Twilight.  This is due to the instability of the runes.  I have to balance out them before I can hope to do this without blowing her into next week.

"There is also one more factor I'm worried about.  I need some way to suppress or fend off any dark magic creating inside her soul.  Because of the fact that her soul was touched by raw dark magic, it has left a footnote that allows dark magic to grow even if none exists.  For this reason, I need something to keep it at bay.

"I am looking into the numerous minerals and other such that are used to fend off dark magic.  If I can, I could crush up on of the minerals and have her digest it in some sort of food.  This will go into her system for at least twelve hours, depending on how much of the powder solution I give her.  For now, I will continue my balancing of the runes and research the suppressant as a side project."  I ended the spell and flopped onto the bed.

"I love it, but science can be evil." I muttered, purring as I felt Twilight curl around me.  She nuzzled up to me and looked into my eyes.

"What is your talent?  I wondered what the filly of Celestia and Discord is capable of." said Twilight.  I chuckled.  I gestured to my cutie mark, a golden five pointed star surrounded by five others. She looked at it with a raised eyebrow.

"I have two talents.  My pony talent, if you would, is magic.  Thus why you are currently alive, breathing, and talking to me.  However, according to dad, Draconequus have their own aspects of reality we control.  Dad has his chaos, I have time." I explained,running a hoof through her mane absent mindedly.  "It's difficult to control but I'm still learning."

"Wait, you can alter time?  Why didn't you go back and stop me from becoming corrupted then?" Asked Twilight, shaking her head.  I sighed.

"I can go back a maximum of 24-hours.  Any farther and I could draw straight from my life force, shortening my life and causing mental harm.  I also can't pause it for more than two.  Same result if any more.  I'm still learning, Twilight.  Magic is easier to get a master of than bending reality.  It takes centuries."  I said, playing with my hooves.

"So your talent is being the mythical lord of time?" Asked Twilight.  I laughed.

"Oh Timelords exist, but they aren't as talented in the manipulation of time as a Draconequus whose talent is time manipulation.  We have two here in Equestria.  A tan stallion and a grey mare if I remember.  The mare is a Pegasus.  How odd." I shook my head, “Being linked with time itself let's me know when things are altered.  Those two seem to do that a lot, just for better good.  There was also another mare, never found her though.”

"What are you then?" She asked.  I grinned.

"I'm Dawn, duh!  I just so happen to be sandmare if you would.  Controlling time and all that fun shit." I said, waving a hoof about.  Twilight giggled and kissed my forehead, causing me to purr.  Yes, I purr.  Yes, I know I am sexy.

"Well, I guess I can love a sandmare." said Twilight, cooing in my ear,  I shivered at the feeling of her breath washing over my sensitive ears.

"Hey now, calm down.  It's unprofessional for the doctor to bed a patient." I said with a smirk.  Twilight smirked and leaned forward.

"And it's professional for the doctor to court their patients?" She asked, only inches away from my muzzle.

"In my book it is."  The distance between our lips became less, our breaths tickling the others muzzles.  My heart was deafening as our lips clo-

"So what are you two u-  Oh."  I turned my head, my cheeks probably burning a deep crimson, to see Aunt Luna standing in the doorway, a blush of her own on her face.

"Have you heard of knocking, auntie Lulu?" I asked, not particularly happy that my kiss was interrupted.  Luna coughed into a hoof.

"Well, um, I was just wondering why you two were still up.  You have to attended court tomorrow with your mother, Dawn, and going to bed at midnight will make it more unbearable." said the lunar princess.  I looked over at the clock to see it approaching midnight.

"Well shit.  I wasn't aware it was this late.  Thank you, auntie.  I will see you in the morning."  The night goddess nodded and left us to our sleep, making a point to close the door behind her.

"Well, do I at least get a good night kiss?" I asked, turning to Twilight as she snuggled under the covers.  She pursed her lips and tapped her chin.

"I don't know.  You already took up so much time with your research..."

"Oh, now THAT is evil." I said with a pout.  She giggled and levitated me towards her.  I giggled as well as she pressed her lips into mine, our tongues automatically starting an all out war in our mouths.

I moaned as her tongue fought for dominance over mine, with which I fought back with a vengeance to make her fight for the satisfaction of dominating my mouth.  And did she give up a fight.

When we broke off, a small trail of saliva connected us together.  I licked my lips and disconnected the trail, smirking down at her.

"Sloppy kisser." I remarked.  Twilight stuck out her tongue and smacked my flank with her tail.  I chuckled and crawled under the sheets with her, my magic snuffing out the flames from the candles, blanketing us in its dark embrace.

"So, do you think you will be able to stop this?" Asked Twilight, looking me in the eyes.  I leaned forward and kissed her forehead.

"It's going to take a lot to keep me from saving you from this burden.  I will stop this and you will be the closest thing to pure as I can get you." I said.  Twilight snuggled into my warm embrace.

"I am glad you helped me out." muttered Twilight.

"As am I."  I could feel the sleep take us both, pulling us off into the wonderful realm of dreams.

~~~~~~Twilight~~~~~~

It was dark.  That was the only trait that stuck out.  Pure black nothing surrounding me.  No bed, no Dawn, no castle.  Just me and the blackness.  It was suffocating.  It somehow made it difficult for me to breathe as I floated in its embrace.

"Do you really think she loves you?" Called out a voice, much like my own but....twisted.  It was dark and menacing unlike my warm and caring.  It brought a chill to my spine.

"I know she does." I answered, looking around for the voice.  I heard myself, no, Despair laugh.

"And how are you so sure?  She is just putting pity on you because you lost your fiancé." called out Despair.  I growled, still scanning.

"That's because you corrupted me and got me killed!  And by my mother no less!" I shouted at nothing.  Despair chuckled.

"I did not corrupt you, my dear.  I merely took over with new strength.  This 'purify' you talk about with Dawn is nothing more than taking away my source of power and keeping it away.  Everypony has evil inside them, Twilight."  Despair appeared before me, smirking.  "Including you."

"And you don't think I know that?  It's still called corruption.  And there is nothing you can say to make me let you back in." I growled, keeping my eyes on the replica of myself.  Despair laughed again, making my fur stand on end.

"Do you feel that?  That unnamed feeling in the very back of your mind?  Wanting me, needing me, calling out to me?  That tells me different.  There is a part of you that wants me to take over, to let me rule over Equestria.  You just refuse to let me," said Despair, circling around me.  I could feel it.  She was right.  There was a part of me that wanted her back.  Why, I don't know.  But I was not going to let it win over my own mind.  I have a marefriend working her flank off to rid me of this and I'm not going to throw all that away.

"Well, it can go suck one.  Dawn has sacrificed so much to make sure I lived and I'm not going to throw all of that away because of what one small fucking voice says." I snarled, glaring at Despair.  The incarnate glared back as she stopped her circling.

"How long can you keep up this battle though?  How long can you keep me back before I win and resume my control?" Asked Despair, circling me once more.  I scoffed.

"If you can manage that before the spell is finished.  All she needs to do is stabilize the runes and find a suitable suppressant and you might as well be dead." I growled, glaring holes into my counterpart.  Despair growled back.

"I will defeat you ponies, you know this.  Why do you fight when fighting is useless?" Asked the incarnate.

"Because we don't give up on what we dream. I dream of being rid of you and I will not give up on that until I succeed," I said, keeping an eye on her.  She huffed and turned away.

"Don't feel too confident."

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I woke up with a groan, my dream with Despair still present in the forefront of my mind.  That unnamed feeling the back of my mind was still there as well.  This disturbed me.  The want for her back there.

"What's wrong?"  I looked to see Dawn over at the vanity, looking at my with concern.  I touched just below my eye and felt it wet.  I was crying.    The covers around me were messed up as if I had a wrestling match on it.  My emotions must have been effecting my body in the waking world while they raged in my mind in the dreaming world.

"I, um, talked with Despair," I said, my voice scratchy.  Fuck, was I screaming too?  Damn, that must have been one hell of a nightmare.  Or, a conversation.  It was real enough.  Dawn stared at me in shock.  She tackled me and held me by the shoulders.

"What did she say?" Asked Dawm, keeping me pinned as she stared at me in worry.  I looked away at the wall.

"That you just felt pity and didn't love me.  That it was only a matter of time before I gave in," I said, refusing to see her reaction.  I yelped as I was pulled into a kiss, soon relaxing into it as my brain caught up.  Dawn held this for a few long moments before letting go.

"I love you, if that wasn't enough proof.  She is trying to break you and you cannot give in.  I'm almost done.  Please, just bare with me," said the cyan alicorn, staring into my eyes with her own.

"I promise she is not going to win that easily.  You put in too much effort for me to throw that away," I said softly, bringing her closer so that our foreheads touched.  It was a heartwarming moment, one I wished to last forever.  Sadly, morning meant I had to go to court.

"I think it is best I take a shower before my first court appearance," I said, pulling away and slipping off the bed.  Dawn watched me as I entered the bathroom and closed the door behind me.

"Just try to tell us if anything else happens at Despair's expense, okay?" She called out from the other side of the door.  She did care for me.  And it made me smile to know that Despair was wrong.

"I will.  Now, about that shower..."

"Yeah, yeah.  Go get all nice and wet without me," grumbled Dawn.  I giggled and stepped into the shower, turning on the hot water first, then the cold, then the actual shower, adjusting the water to the right temperature.  Glad to know they haven't changed the plumbing system over the last forty-three years.  Gods above know that they changed a lot in the castle and in Equestria in the years I was dead.  It's still odd to say I was dead.

I sighed and laid my head on the wall, letting the warm water pour onto my body.  It was a relaxing feeling to say the least.  Warm water on the muscles was always a great way to relax after a trying time.  And this was a more than perfect time for it.

After washing myself off, I turned off the shower and water and stepped out of the shower, drying myself off with a towel.   Once dry, I grabbed the brush my mother pulled out of a box she had hid away after my death and went to work on brushing out my mane and styling it to the proper proportions.  The nobles have had the spoon shoved up their asses further since my time and Discord wasn't too much help.  It's sad to know I still have to deal with that self-righteous asshole Blueblood.  I really do wish Despair mopped the floor with his blood.  Wait, when did my mind become this violent?

I stopped brushing my mane as I tried to figure out my sudden urge to kill Blueblood.  I set aside as a minor side effect of having Despair control me and finished up my mane, making it look waving to cause the flowing effect when I enchant it.

"You ready yet?" Called out Dawn.  I smirked and swung open the door, knowing full well she was behind it.

"Yup," I said cheerfully as I trotted over towards the vanity where my element of magic, regilla, and golden slippers all sat.  I slipped into my golden slippers and put on my tiara.  Lastly, I latched the regila around my neck, causing its enchantments to blow my hair in an non-existent wind.

"I would call you sexy of it wasn't for the fact you rammed me into the wall with a door," groaned Dawn as she walked up behind me. I chuckled.

"And now you learned not to stand behind doors.  They can be lethal," I responded, kissing her cheek before heading to the door, "I will see you once court is done."  And with that, I went to endure the most boring six hours of my life.

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"Next in is his highness Prince Blueblood," called out the scribe.  Both me and Celestia winced.  The last pony we both wanted to see was him.  The first three hours went without hitch.  However, fate obviously has it in for me.

"And just when I was having a good morning," I muttered.  Celestia heard me judging by the way her ear flicked and the way she smirked.

"Well, we have to listen to him whine, sadly.  I think Discord stole his mouth and said he would do good without it for a week," said the solar goddess.  I held back a laugh as the self-righteous stallion entered the room, noting to give props to Discord himself later.  However, my good mirth was thrown out the window by the way Blueblood looked at me.  With disgust.  Well your face isn't pretty either, jackass.

"I was not aware that I would by having court with THAT," said Blueblood pointing a hoof at me like I was nothing but a large shit stain on the floor.  I'm seriously trying not to kill him right now.  No, bad mind, happy thoughts.

"Twilight Sparkle is not an it, Blueblood.  She is a pony in flesh and blood and I hope you understand this," said Celestia, scolding the self-righteous prince.  The white unicorn waved a dismissive hoof with a scoff.

"Ponies do not come back from the dead, Tia.  She is obviously a golem or some sort of monster," said the prince.

"Blueblood, I advise you stop.  I am not in the best mind state right now,” I said, visibly shaking as I held back the urge to beat him to bloody smear.

"See, I have to be right!  She is shaking with fear because I figured out her secret," I snapped.  The other nobles and guards in the room gasped as I leaped from my spot on the throne with a war cry and went on to beat Blueblood in my GOLD slippers.

In my blind rage, I could barely feel the others trying to pull me off of the seriously bleeding prince.  His face was bloody and he was missing an array of teeth.  With a furious cry I stomped down on his horn, snapping it off.

"Twilight!  Twilight, please stop!"  And then the rage left.  The world came back to place and so did I.  I looked down to see a nearly dead Blueblood below me, his face a bloody pulp and my gold slippers slightly misshapen and covered in blood.

"No.  No, not yet.  Please, not yet." I muttered, my mind starting to shut down.  I nearly killed somepony because of what my mind was telling me.  Because of what Despair was telling me.  She was winning.  She was gaining control.

"She's gaining control," I stated, staring at my bloody hooves as Blueblood was hauled away.Th-that feeling is stronger now.  Yearning for her return.  But I can't let her come back.  With my new body and powers she could kill thousands, including my mother, Discord, and Dawn.  I was slowly slipping away and I knew it.

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