"Who would have thought it, ponies are incredibly rude."
The bipedal creature crossed its arms with a mock angry expression and an exaggerated huff. All the mare did was cower on the ground.
"Not even a hello?"
The creature moved towards her while the pony squeezed her eyes shut, covered her face with her sand-blasted mane and made herself seem as small as possible. When the armoured monster continued towards her, the mare whimpered and pleaded through her tears,
"please! Please don't hurt me..." Her crying wet the sand, splotches of moisture spreading through the grains and sticking to her coat.
The monster let out a small chuckle at her terror. "Hurt you? If I wanted to kill you, you'd be screaming and pleading for mercy." Shaking his head, he stopped in front of the equine and bent down to stroke her mane, the mare flinching at the contact. Shivering, she tried to shuffle away, but he just moved forwards every time she moved. After a scratch behind the ears, the monster smiled and stood up, gesturing for the pony to do the same. When she stayed where she was after a few attempts from the creature, he sighed and started to walk away from the mare. "Don't blame me if you die of dehydration. I'm going to the nearest city. Someone's got to inform them of the new arrivals!" As he said the last part he pointed to himself with his thumbs. "Bye!" Not even turning to look at her, he walked off.

"Wait!" The mare had finally stood up and was standing with her hoof outstretched, a sad look in her eyes.

With a raised eyebrow, the creature turned around on one foot. "Looks like somepony found their vocal chords then." He muttered under his breath. Still giving her a quizzical look, he started to grow impatient. "Well?"
"I... I want to c-come with you!" She let out.
"I thought you'd never ask!" Grinning at her, he started walking in her direction, stopping to pat her on the back. "Good choice, my friend!" He strolled jovially across the desert, the mare walking alongside him.
The biped glanced down, noticing the pony trying to hide the fact that she was staring at him, eyes burning with curiosity. "Anything the matter?" He asked. She shuffled uncomfortably "No.. Nothing much.... I.. I was just wondering... What.. What are you?" The creature chuckled as she stumbled over her words.
"I don't actually remember what I am. I'm not exactly young you know." At this, the mare bowed her head and mumbled some words in acceptance. "Hold back the sulking for a second, I'm not done." The mare looked back up and brightened slightly. "I know that my race got wiped out by the elements of harmony after we waged war on the weak-looking multi coloured equines that had come to our slippery people to seek happines and friendship. We decided that we didn't like them, so we tried to kill them all." He smiled at the happy memory. "Unfortunately , the unicorn warriors completely decimated us and those few with enough sense to spot defeat rearing its ugly head, ran for the hills. Then those two pony monarchs came and were like 'Taste the rainbow Mothabucka!' On the few scraps left of our race. At least they were decent enough to leave those twenty or so in hiding to die of their own accord, and that they did." He looked down at the mare, grinning. "After I killed them of course."
The pony spoke up, "That sounds.... Traumatising. How did you cope? Also, can all your race turn into smoke at will?"
"Ha! I wish! No, I was given these powers... And others... by a chaotic god after I used my diplomatic ways to convince him to make me his accomplice, spreading chaos through the world together! Good times, good times. As for your first question, do I sound particularly sane to you?"
After a time, the monster turned to the mare. "Oh, by the way, you can just call me Steven."

She was tired and scared and sad and lost and thirsty and hungry and lonely and- is that a castle?
She galloped as fast as her tiny pink legs could carry her and stopped short of the gates. They were tall and imposing, but looked like they had been worn and battered by wind and sand alike for too long. They had matching guards.
"Halt!" They stuck out their spears to form a protective cross. "Where is your guardian, foal?"
"I.. I don't have one. Please! I am lost and I am very thirsty." She pleaded with the guards. They looked torn between letting her in and sending her away. On one hoof, they could take her in, but that would breach regulations. On the other hoof, they could send her away and leave her to die in the desert. Finally they reached a desicion.
"I'm sorry foal, but we cannot let you in. To do so would go against the will of her majesty Princess Twilight Sparkle." The filly was about to turn away, tears in her eyes as she went out to die.

"What's this about going against my will?" A certain purple horse walked up to the gates of the castle, three guards in tow. Two of which seemed to be carrying another pony mare. "Oh look, another alicorn. We're not going to run out of those anytime soon" Twilight examined the filly closely, but then stood straight and addressed the guards. "You were going to turn this innocent filly away to die, yes?"
"Yes, but.."
"You did not check to see to whom exactly you were speaking to?"
"Yes, well you see... It would have breached regulations!"
"She is an alicorn. From now on regulations do not apply to her." After a pause she looked down at the smaller pony and added, "within reason, of course." The guards eyes widened at the revelation that she was, in fact, an alicorn. They hastily moved their long spears to their sides and stepped away. The princess sighed and smiled at the foal. "What is your name, little one?" She said as they began to walk towards the palace.
"My name? I mean, uh... I... I don't know..."

The nightmares... Voices in her head... It was coming!
The green alicorn jolted awake and looked about the room. Frozen in the alert position, she heard whimpering coming from under the blankets. The mass underneath was shaking and moving about as if restless. Moving over, she carefully removed the blankets and underneath was a small pink filly with a white mane, not dissimilar to her own, moving about and obviously in some amount of pain. Soon after, the pink pony started to groan loudly. "Auuuuuurggh! The pain! Whatever foul creature is possessing my leg... Out! " the filly was clearly experiencing the same horrors as the older mare had been.
"It will be alright young one! Clear your mind. I know your pain, don't let the beast enter your body and control you!" She exclaimed righteously. The young pony stopped her pained cries to look at the mare.
"You don't know what it feels like!"
"I do, child. I encountered these horrors this very same night! Do not fret!"
"You have them too? But I thought grown mares didn't get them anymore?"
"What does being a grown mare have to do with our conver-" she was cut off by a sharp rap on their wooden door. Not even giving the ponies time to answer, a panting guard burst in and explained the situation. "The princess has requested for you to be escorted immediately down to a secure safety bunker underneath the palace. Follow me." The two ponies left the room to follow the guard, his chunky iron armour slowing him down somewhat. Many groups of guards passed and the sound of battle cries and death rattles could faintly be heard outside the thick-walled building. A great resounding boom echoed throughout the halls.
Their escort stopped and turned to face them.
"Prepare yourselves. We're under attack."

Author's Note

Finally done! I know it's short, but I didn't realise just how much time writing takes up
Anyway, next chapter will be a mix of action and the sort of reuniting of ponies (ish)

Hope u leik!