"Hi, I'm Icy Talon, the Griffin, and I'm here with Midnight Dash and her friend,, the Trolling Mare for an interview!" The host chuckled to the camera, waving his talons at the camera and greeting his fans and audience.
I rolled my eyes and forced a smile on my face.
"So, Midnight tell us your childhood!" Icy asked.
My eyes widened and my ears flopped. "Uh, live?" I said, my heart racing.
"Yeah! That's what you came here for, right?" he replied happily.
I let out a sigh and tried my best not to cry as I told my tale.
The wind blew my mane as the hospital ponies carried away my parents who just had heart attacks.
My heart was broken as I ran to the hospital.
Tears streamed down my face as I ran through the doors.
I ignored the nurses calling for me to come back and followed the nurses with my parents.
"Mom! Dad! I love you!" I yelped as I hugged them slightly.
"We *cough* do too...sweetie..." My mom whispered as they were taken in a room.
"I don't want you to die!" I sniffled, sitting next to my dad.
"I didn't even get my cutie mark yet!" I cried.
"We'll be able to see you in your dreams." My father replied, coughing hard.
"I-I..." My head store at the floor.
"Oh, I almost forgot to tell you who your related to-your gonna be so happy!" My mother said, her sweet voice cracked.
"Who?" I asked, bouncing up and down.
My parents pointed to the doorway, and there stood an orange mare, smiling softly at me.
She had light purple eyes, that shimmered like stars, and a dark purple mane, dark as the night.
I dropped my mouth slightly, knowing who she was.
"Is this--?" I asked.
They nodded.
"Scootaloo? I've heard so much about you from Rainbow Dash!" I commented, hugging her and fluttering my small wings.
"Wow! She's got some mane! And look at those pointed ears! Man, I wish I was young again to remember the time I got my cutie mark! You'll be so happy when you find out your talent!" she said, holding me up.
I laughed and told her how much I love her.
She told me back how much I loved her also and how she would always be there for me, even house me if I needed somewhere to stay.
I knew deep down that if my parents died, I would at least still have Scootaloo.
"You better leave, they have to get some rest." A nurse said to me and Scootaloo.
I nodded and said goodbye to my parents sadly, praying for them softly.
I went home, sitting alone for a few hours, thinking, and that's when I heard a knock on my door.
I answered and there stood Scootaloo, tears falling down her face.
She held a picture of my parents and my heart sunk.
"They're--?"
She nodded, and I hit my fore head.
"I was too late!" I shouted, angry tears streaming down my face.
Scootaloo wrapped her wings around me, and I heard her say, "If it makes you feel any better, you can call me Scoots..."
I nodded and hugged her tighter.
"My parents..are dead..." I said, my face looking at the ground.
"They are...? Oh, well uh, your related to Scootaloo...?" he remained silent for a few seconds.
"Yes. And please, stop bringing up tough subjects." I muttered, my eyes flicking a yellow.
"Well, why else do ya think I invited ya here? Rumors are going around that you harmed some ponies and that you're a werepony..." Icy sneered back, standing up.
My cold hard gaze of ice blue eyes glared at him, locked on to his heart location under his feathers, my lips bleeding slightly.
Inside me, a beast truly inside me as Icy Talon foretold.
I growled forcefully, and clamped my hoof over my mouth, fangs gleaming underneath.
The Trolling Mare shook her head at the host sadly and locked her brown eyes on me.
Icy Talon store at me and frowned a bit. "Are the rumors true, Trolling Mare?" He asked, his cold eyes looking at my trembling body.
My friend kept her mouth shut and silent, along with the audience staring at me in confusion and a strange awe gleam in their eyes.
My body shook and trembled. The change was coming over me, right here on live TV, and if I don't escape soon, I could hurt or maybe even KILL somepony...
Icy walked over to me, signaled the cameras on me, and gripped my neck's fur with an eagle claw and holding me up grimly, and whispered in my ear gruffly, "Tell me NOW."
Panic flooded in me, and I felt scared as buck. I kicked him in the beak and was released from his grip.
I heard him groan in pain then growl at me. The audience was gasping, and the cameras were still on Live.
"Hey, you're not gonna ruin my show, tell me the truth now-oof!" Icy yelled, being tackled by The Trolling Mare.
Tears were streaming down her face as she turned to me for a slight second and cried, "Go, Midnight, just go, RUN!"
I began to run as she told, part of me wanting to turn back, but I didn't...
The door guards blocked my way as the audience fled the building in fright.
I was suddenly hit in the gut with a jab of pain, taking me down on the ground, screaming in pain.
The guard stallions gripped my hooves, dragging me away.
Tears were streaming down my face. "NO! LET ME GO!" I begged, kicking and screaming, from both the pain in my heart and body.
"No, you've been a VERY bad filly." one of the stallions replied, in a stern tone.
"What did I even do?!" I shouted, and flapped my wings heavily while slapping my hooves around.
"You insulted Icy Talon, and NOPONY makes him upset." Another stallion replied, clamping my muzzle shut.
"Mphh!" I slapped his hoof away and kicked him on his back, causing him to fall back.
"Nghh!" I shrieked as the pain jolted back up, burning in my head.
One of the guards stabbed me with a pocket knife.
The pain blazed in my stomach and eyes.
I then saw something catch my eye.
BAM! I saw a white mare body slam into the wall next to me. My eyes were horrified and widened.
When the smoke cleared, it was my friend The Trolling Mare. "No!" I screamed as Icy emerged from the debris.
I quit trying, and felt my body change-merge into part wolf.
My teeth sharpened, my fur grew longer, along with my muzzle, a cold wolf nose on top. The pain was unbearable, but I tried to stay cool.
Finally, my eyes and ears sharpened.
I unsheathed my claws, and nuzzled my passed out friend, placing her in a closet quickly.
"Let's make this fair." I growled, cracking the cameras with my paws, smiling my evil filled grin.
"Hey! That was proof!" Icy Talon hissed, and tackled me to the ground.
"Ah, but the tapes are still there about you harming my friend." I growled, biting his neck.
He flinched off me and rolled over.
I brushed myself off, licking my wounds, and scratched the guards faces.
The stallions were too weak for my strength. I killed the 3, leaving blood on my paws and muzzle, but I saw Icy, and he said softly, gazing at the dead bodies, "Y-you really are a m-monster."
"Right back atcha', bucker." I growled, and I can't quite remember what happened after that.
All I remember is me leaping at him and waking up here-a prison, away from my friends and family, stuck here for eternity, all because of my actions and family blood of wereponies.
