Author's Note

Yay!

Some are going to say this idea Belongs to BeWhoUr.

And yes you are 100% correct I was able to get permission to continue with the fic and am so glad I got it.

I wanted this fic to push on since I read it idk why but I got a good vibe from it, So with that I'm giving it my all to continue and complete this fic with my own vision.

This first chapter belongs to BeWhoUr I loved it so much I really didn't change much about it, though I did add an opening sequence .

Anyway I wish to give Credit to this First Chapter to BeWhoUr.

Also I want to give a Authors Credit to BeWhoUr for allowing me to continue on as well as for laying down the foundation for what is to come.

Am I Going Insane?

Twilight Sparkle.

What can I say about that mare?

She's friendly, outgoing, lovely, perfect, and just the best damn thing to ever grace the land of Equestria!!!

That's what you wanted to hear is it not?

I'm just giving you what you wanted.

But if you can handle it.

I might just be able to tell you the truth about the real Ms. Sparkle.

Those violet hues judging all those around her.

As if she knows everything.

As if she never made a mistake!!

Her little world depended on the fact she could keep everything in control.

Placed on little lists, to be checked off accordingly.

Not once being able to live in the moment.

Having to leech off other's lives to find something to keep her going.

Hell if it was just her in the world, she'd never have been able to accomplish a single thing.

Lists and Checks.

Lists and Checks.

Can you even call that a life?

Anyway picture the surprise on her face, when she spots me just hanging around her place on that night.

Shattered her little world.

Like I cared, I was more surprised that she even remembered who I was.

I knew breaking in to see her that night, would just throw her little world into the grinder.

It was beyond her control.

She didn't make the rules.

I did.

And it felt great.

Now we're both on the same playing feild.

Twilight you know i'm going to find you...

We still need to talk.

I'm here because of you.

And I'm not leaving until I get even.

Remember those words...

Remember Me.

Tick.
Tick.
Tick.

I wake up to the ticking of a clock. Strange, I don't keep a clock. Most ponies do, and honestly, I don't get it. But I do guess I have an oddly accurate sense of time. So really, why ever would I need a clock?

My head burns like a wildfire and I can't remember the last few hours. I know I should be horribly tired now yet somehow I feel dreadfully awake. I wonder where I am? I'm certainly not on my comfy bed at home, because there is only a hard floor beneath me.

I blink an eye open, feeling woozy and I immediately gasp in shock. I'm not in my room. I'm not in Ponyville. Am I even in Equestria? Does a place this.. desolate even exist in Equestria? For the first time in my life, I have absolutely no idea where I am. All I know...

Is that everything is a bright, clean white. And wherever I am, I'm alone. Now, if you had asked me what I would do if I was alone a couple years ago, I would have said read. Now, I'm thinking leave and get back to my friends.

But that's the thing. There are no doors. No windows, no furniture. Nothing. Just me, a medium sized white room and a clock. Its ticking continues to ring in my ears as I flick an ear and stand up shakily. Though I feel dizzy and dehydrated, as the world spins around me I do my best to focus and take my surroundings in for a second time. There is no clear way out. Its just me. I'm alone here.

And I don't like it. Because it brings me the only thing that I have learned to fear- solitude. With the help of my friends, I defeated Nightmare moon, Discord, the changelings, found the reverse incantation to a spell that made my friends have a drastic change in their lives and defeated Tirek and Sombra. But what have I done alone? Nothing. That's what. At least, it seems like it. I mean, the things that I've done by myself are small compared to the things I've done with my best friends by my side. This thought in my head, I take a shaky breath and begin to walk around. No particular place, just walk.

Tick.
Tick.
Tick.

The ticking of the clock follows me as a pace the room, sweat on my face and a worried look accompanying it. I glare at the device on the wall, seeing that just a couple minutes, adding up to the sum of around a half hour, have taken place since I woke up. I have so many questions. Why am I here? How do I get out? Can I get out without the help of my friends? I don't know the answer. But for them, for me...

I have to try.

"OK Twilight, don't panic. You can do this. Lets see... are the walls unstable?" I raise my head to shoot a beam of powerful magic at the south wall, (I think it's the south wall, I'm not exactly sure,) only to find, with some shock, that my horn is defective. Negative. Totally useless.

I gulp, my eyes narrowing. I want to scream, but when I open my mouth and take a breath, I hear no sound. I begin pacing frantically, but no hoof prints are left on the floor. I curl up in a ball, shaking frantically. I'm never going to get out of here, to my friends and the real world. I'm going to be stuck here forever.

In this world. With nothing but me and the clock. I lay my head on my hooves in defeat. Its almost as if the ticking of the clock was draining my patience, focus, and energy. But suddenly, something goes off in my head. There is no possible way that I could be in a place with no escape. I was in here, with no doors or windows. But there still had to be a world outside of this box, right? I look around. There's only one place that I see that could be a clear, easy escape.

"The clock!" I race over to the clock and, with a sureness in my step, reach out a foreleg and shatter the face. Behind it is a dark tunnel.

"Well. Here goes nothing." I say voice quivering before I slide into the abyss before me.

Honestly, I'm glad to have the dreadful ticking out of my ears. But I don't particularly like the feeling of being in a dark, damp tunnel. It's quite a change from the bright white full of nothingness. And yet I can't tell if its better, or worse. Seeing as my horn doesn't work, I'm in total darkness. And that doesn't help when you're trying to navigate a tunnel.

It's a tight fit for me, but I'm determined. At least there aren't any turns, if there were I'd probably be doomed. I feel as if the tunnel is going to collapse on top of me any second. How long have I been traveling now? It seems like hours, though in my mind I know its only been a couple minutes. Now that I'm getting closer to the outside world, (or at least I think I am.) I can feel my magic and my senses are returning. And because of this, I feel awfully tired.

I snap to awareness from the close call. If I fall asleep under here, I may never get out. So I take a deep breath and keep moving. I feel some water drip on my muzzle. Its getting damper, that's a good sign. It means that I'm getting closer to the outside. It also, however, means that I have a greater chance of being squished. If the loose soil around me decides to give way.

I shrug off the thought and keep moving. Suddenly, I see a choice to make in front of me. One path is straight. One is curvy. According to logic, the straight one would be the fastest way out of the tunnel. But I don't know if logic is present here- wherever I am. I take a deep breath a begin to turn towards the curved path. As I crawl down it, I recall why I got out in the first place- I wanted my friends.

I NEEDED my friends. And all though I had found a way out without their help, if it weren't for the thought of maybe never seeing them again, I may have died in there. And I knew then deep inside my soul I must choose the curvy path, because friendship isn't a straight line. It curves, bends, sometimes even seems like it will stop, and its varied. But it keeps going. I smell fresh air ahead of me, I can almost see the light of the starry night sky.

" I'm coming home." I spoke aloud voice cracking softly.

Thoughts of what was to come filling my troubled mind.