Troublesome Trixie

by LadyRarity

Rating: mature
Tags: Adventure, Sad, Dark
Length: 320

Trixie gains powers from beyond the EverFree Forest

Trixie has been embarassed by the Mane Six countless times, but what happens when she is trained to kill, to breathe death like it's perfume, but also to seek revenge on all who try to keep her away from her true love, Fluttershy.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-07-02 16:53:40 UTC

What happened

The last time the Mane 6 saw Trixie, she made a fool of herself again. But before she left Fluttershy hugged Trixie and told her that she'd be waiting for her. But Trixie couldn't stay in ponyville. She wouldn't survive, for she was the number-one public enemy. She only wanted to show Fluttershy how much she cared and loved her, but the others intervened. She wanted to spend time with Fluttershy. But one of her dopey friends had to ruin it. Trixie couldn't bear one more day without Fluttershy. But she couldn't hang onto her life. On dusk one evening she collapsed of hunger,thirst, and pent-up anxiety. She passed out. Something found her. Something took her to a village in the forest. When she awoke, her cloak and hat were dusty and raggedy. She was naked on a bed. She had a sheet covering her. A shadowy figure walked up to her."It's been 6 months, but you've woken up. I am Sensei Gengar and you are Trixie. I will help you regain your strength. You will be the grand-high-witch until you surrender to love. As a new witch, the seamstress will fix your old hat and Angela at the love-shop has an outfit for you," The shadowy figure exclaimed.  "She will train you more than I can. Also, take this staff of Black Magic. You may use it- lest trouble seeks your way.Go young grasshopper, you have much to do," . She nodded slapped on her tattered cloak and hat. She burst out the door and slid into a store with an old haggardly plump woman appeared. She ran into the back room and Trixie peered into the bedroom where the fat woman disappeared and saw the woman jump out the window. Then, a frail skinny woman scoffed and said "Welcome to Sharon Shmightiey's sew-shop. You must be Trixie, I've got a new hat and cloak right here,"