I know that I have never had a body of my own. So the sensory overload, when I woke up, was enough to make me pass out again. When I woke up the second time two purple creatures stood over me.
"Hey, are you okay?" the shorter green, spike fringed, humanoid one asked. He grabbed my hand and tried to help me up. Then I saw what he was holding.
"Is that my hand you're holding?" I asked a bit scared.
"Well, that could confirm it, spike. We should just ask him though. Help him this way."
"Twilight are you sure? Can humans have horns? What if he is evil?" spike said starting to panic. As he chewed the claws of one hand he lead, or rather, pointed me to a couch. "Sit here"
"Spike," the horned creature, clearly a unicorn, called to the short goofy creature, "come here for a second." I noticed wings on her as well. Cute.
This next part was weird. I had lived in another persons mind all my life right? Hearing thoughts was how I talked. I couldn't fathom, until now, using ears or how they worked. So when I heard the spined thing talk without moving his lips it didn't seem off. I did it by accident or, rather, instinct. He was thinking that twilight was mad that he hadn't brought up any drinks. I could also hear, who I now knew as twilight going through an itinerary of disabling spells. My body tingled again as I felt the same feeling as I did when I touched the mirror. this time I didn't empty I just felt a fullness inside.
"Don't worry about that spike I don't need to drink or eat" I whispered to him as he walked away. He gave me a weird look, but I didn't know I had read his mind, yet.
As they talked, out loud, I finally had a chance to look around. I noticed one thing in particular about this place. It was more vivid than anything I had ever experienced. Colors were brighter than ever. The sounds were incredible too. You could hear birds even in the massive library where I now sat. The smells were almost overwhelming. I could smell everything from fruit covered pancakes and candy cane ice cream eclairs to sweet, caramel drizzled pie and rustic homemade cider. As I gawked around more I saw a shimmering from behind me. A huge contraption was belching light behind me. It looked like a mirror, the mirror. It was covered with vents and all sorts of strange brass tubes. The surface started to glow brightly beams of shining light shooting out of the stone like surface. light streaked across the room. I took a step closer to touch it.
"No wait," I heard from behind me, "Please don't go yet"
"Step close zero, give a true magician your body," a voice beckoned from the portal, "you do not deserve that body, you are just a Homeless thought." this time I felt It in my mind. I knew it was in my mind.
"Who are you?" I yelled at the mirror, "what do you mean magician? And how are you talking in my head?" I said. A black shape reached to me. A smoke hand reaching through the mirror. I glanced down, hooves. This was retaining its human shape. The human hand touched my snout, the cold burned my snout and the room went pitch black.
"Give up before you cease to exist. You need me."
"No I don't. I don't even know who you are." A little bubble of light popped to life In the dark and started to grow. "All I want to know is what you are."
"Don't interfere, you!" the
"I am a price. I am a reason. I am a fear, desire, power, control. I-" he cut off as the bubble bumped my horn and popped. The mirror re-appeared poring its light into the blackness. The smoke shape was still in front of me but he seemed frozen in place. I turned around the blackness was fading from the room. Twilight and spike were frozen too. Something was wrong. As the last of the dark began to ebb away into nothing. The smoky human leaned down, being about three feet taller than me, grabbed my horn as looked into my eyes.
"I need more power, I will take yours someday." the thing said before turning into some sort of. Vapor and flying away.
"Hey, what's going on?" twilight yelled as the mirror dimmed.
"Your mirror is not good," I said as my world turned black for the fourth time since leaving Emily.
Prologue
My name is Zero. I was not a unicorn before Ponyville. I was a thought. Slow down and process that could you? Right now you are thinking something. That is what I am-erm-was. If you have ever experienced or, even, just heard of multiple personality disorder then you know what it is. I am one of those personalities for a young, and a bit troubled, girl named Emily.
Every day was a normal day for me and Emily, considering. I mean, I was a personality, A branch of her mind. Real as much as you, but much more insubstantial. We were best of friends, how couldn't we be? Nothing could go wrong in my world. The only thing that changed us was her. We ended up fighting one day though. I don't even remember what it was about.
What I do remember was I left. When I left her I instantly regretted it. Without her I was nothing. I was her so leaving reduced me to nothing but an idea until I saw that shimmering glow. It was like a mirror, at the bottom of this statue. something seemed to be pulling me to this shimmering. what I didn't know then is that something followed me.
I went though that portal to a new world where I became something more. Maybe someday I could go back. All I remember feeling when I took that first step through was a feeling like being drained and being filled back up more than before. I spun into blackness.
