Tears On Her Lashes (Sequel to Miasma)

What happened next was in slow motion for me. The Miasma landed next to Twilight, who smirked evilly next to her.

"As you ponies know, I am the Miasma!" she yelled out, and we knew the ponies inside could hear her booming voice.

"I am infamous for destroying countless lives, the Zebra nation, and most importantly," she smiled at me, "I caused Night Mare Moon. What you are about to witness is the...collaboration between my new friend and host, the princess you call Twilight Sparkle.

"She has agreed to my terms, and we have decided to take over Equestria as a team; Night Mare Twilight."

This confused me. How could she have agreed to anything? Then I remembered; the visit from the Miasma Twilight had told me about. Why, though? Then I remembered another thing: when I was Night Mare Moon, I could read the Miasma's thoughts. She thought about a door in a ponies' mind that opened when the pony had a negative thought.

"What did you feel, Twilight?" I asked her. She shook her head, as if I didn't understand. Then the Miasma laughed as she possessed Twilight, her body changing as it did mine.

She rose, and a purple ball of mist circled around her. Twilight screamed as the pain spread through her body.

The mist dissipated, and I could now see Night Mare Twilight clearly. She looked a midnight blue; her cutie mark the opposite shades of violet. Her hair was purple mist, and armor, much like mine, covered her body. Her teeth was as jagged as a shark, but her eyes, they were the worst.

They were a neon yellow, with green pupils shaped like her cutie mark. When she looked at you, she sent shivers down your spine.

"Despair," it said. "It was despair."

Despair. After her friends died. After her mentor neglected her. After she lost her life's work, the Elements of Harmony.

I knew. I felt these emotions.

I know.

I know.

End of Part 1