The Power of Budder

Sky hated the spirit. He hated him, he hated him, he hated him SO GOOD D*** MUCH. First he had taken over Sky and now he was hurting his friends? Not cool. He could hear everything they were saying, but he still had limited strength. Although he wasn't wearing his amulet, as long as it was okay, he was okay. He had to tell the others. He knew that Ty was knocked out, and Jason was telling him 'for da budder'. He was trying, really trying. Sky managed enough strength to get his body back to full form, and push the spirit down enough so he could tell Jason or Bashurvurse to keep his amulet safe.

Sky was in his full form and struggled to keep down the spirit long enough to get his message.

"H-hey guys, Sky here-"

"Shut up, Sky! Your friends can't save you-"

"Keep the amulet- safe- I'll be f-fine if you do-"

Getting that message to his friends was the most important thing. But he wasn't done, and the spirit took back over. The only good thing about this was the fact that he could hear what the spirit was hearing, and see what it saw. Sky saw Bash run over to where Ty had left it and put it in his saddlebags. He rested for a few moments, gathering all the energy he had. Probably all the energy left in the amulet, too. Sky saw the amulet draining, too, so he didn't have much left. He had to tell his friends that there was another way to keep him alive. This would probably kill him, but if they fixed the amulet, he could be alive again.

He put all his focus into invading his own brain. He was so tired, in pain, and just ready to die. But he had to tell his friends.

"Jason! Jason! Fix -t-the amulet... I c-could still live! Hurry! This is all I have le-left. But go and f-fix the amulet. I might have a c-chance..."

And SkyDoesPonycraft was no more.