Shattered Souls: Sunny Townby BronyparasiteChaptersBrony-Con Was Not FunDarkness BeginKilled In Sunny Town?Out Of The WoodsPlans*Super-Short(Sorry)*Brony-Con Was Not Fun{Third POV} Marcus skipped through the rain in his Pinkamena Hoodie singing, "I'm proud to be a Brony~" as he made his way to Brony-con. Marcus, or Mark, was a 19 years old male fan of the show My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. He was scared to admit it, yet after two years of hiding, a friend asked him to come to Brony-con. At first, Mark was hesitant. But the more she begged, the more he caved, and after the thirty-sixth try, he gave in. Mark was a nervous guy, and going scared him. But after arriving, he got into it. Going as far as to make a hoodie based off his favorite ponies alternative persona: Pinkamena. His love for her started weirdly enough. He hated her with all his guts when he saw the show, 'Clearly never going to see her again.' He thought ran away from Twilight in the first episode. That hate turned to love when he aw the Smile Song, and when he read 'Cupcakes', the pink mare jumped from the bottom of his list, to the second, and when he watched all the episodes again... Top of the list, Pinkamena Diane Pie! Now Rarity was his least... Not that he hated her... he just disliked most of her episodes... But, that's not what this is about. Mark turned the corner, seeing the massive building in front of him. He ignored the design and ran. There where Bronies and Pegasisters alike. That was all Marcus saw before bolting. Once inside, he scanned the crowd. Most wore MLP T-Shirts, hats, pins, stickers, ect. Mark was amazed. All these people where fans of a little girls... Amazing! Mark looked for his friend, Marry. "Well... Crap..." Mark was lost. He hadn't found Marry, so he decided to look at venders. Maybe there wasn't that many, but the things they had where AWESOME!!! Mark surveyed the stalls and found this guy sitting in a corner with various fan based stuff. Including something from the Fanfic Cupcakes. Rainbow's Cutie Mark. "How much for that?" Mark asked, pointing at the thing of his interest. The vender looked at it, then smiled, "Fifty. But if you buy this knife, then twenty." Mark smiled. He didn't know much about prices at cons, but he guessed they where expensive. He looked at the knife. It was a real one, was a darker version of Pinkie's Cutie Mark at the hilt. Mark took the money out of his wallet, and gave it. 'Shut up and take my money!' Mark thought with a giggle. The vender chuckled, "Never thought I'd sell that. I was beginning to worry." Before Mark could thank the vender, a weird feeling caught Mark by surprise. Mark quickly walked to the men's room because he didn't want to throw up. Once he arrived in the bathroom, he looked in the mirror. His face looked pale, and his brown hair drooping. His eyes fluttered, and he fell backwards. He passed out. Mark woke in water. He began panicking, trying to reach the surface but to no avail. He looked at his han- 'What the-' Instead of hands, two, pink hooves wiggled to his every command. He felt a weight on his back and looked. A backpack(Not saddlebag, it wasn't on either side) was strapped over his shoulders. Long dull pink hair floated in the crystal clear water. 'Oh... My...' Mark was pulled out of his thoughts as his lungs began to burn and scream for oxygen. He swam as fast as he could, finding that it was much easier. He surfaced, gasping for air. He ~~splashed~~ swam towards sore. Once he reached land, he pulled himself out as quickly as possible. His drenched coat clung to his body in a strangely pleasant manner. He collapsed. Still gasping. Trying to collect his thoughts. Is this a dream? It can't be. Dreams aren't this real. If it isn't a dream, then where was he? And why did he have hooves? Wait. Mark sat up and stared into the pool. Fear, shock, and excitement going through him all at once. He- or she, was a pink earth pony with a strait dark pink mane, dull blue eyes, and looking at her flank to see three balloons, two of which were blue like her eyes, and the third one was a yellow. Her memories felt foggy, and simple things like her name began fading away. She looked back into the reflection of... herself... She looked worried as her emotions portrayed. She began shaking. The full force and weight of the situation dawned on her, and she wept. 'Where am I?' [Location: Ponyville] Pinkie hopped happily down the street. The Pinkie clone situation had been resolved, and things were back to normal. With only one Pinkie. Pinkie's happy nature stopped when her body began shaking. A doozy! Pinkie was about to tell her friends, but she felt it was too urgent. She ran towards the Everfree Forest. 'Of course its here. Bad things never happen in original locations...' Little did she know, a human was grumbling about the Fourth Wall shouldn't be broken in a story. A cyan Pegasus watched her friend. She began following the pink mare into the forest and landed right in front of her. "Sup Pinks?" "Doozy! No time to tell the others! Come. Now." Rainbow didn't pretend to know what Pinkie meant most of the time, but Dash didn't need more than 'Doozy', and 'No Time'. The two galloped/flew towards the center of the Doozy. They arrived at a boulder, which they both recognize. "The Mirror Pool!" They said in unison. Pinkie and Dash slammed into the rock, which wasn't that hard to move and rolled away. As soon as it was gone, they heard sobbing. Had they left somepony there? Pinkie hopped into the hole, and Rainbow glided. When they reached the bottom, they saw a dull colored Pinkie Pie. Dash got into a fighting stance, but Pinkie held a hoof in front of her. Pinkie trotted towards herself and knelt, "What's wrong?" The dull mare looked up, barley remembering who she was. "I-I c-c-c-c-can't r-r *sniff* remmmmmember wh-who I a- am!" She sniffed again, and quickly hugged the mare in front of her, crying. Dash was shocked, 'A Pinkie clone with something other than excitement?' Pinkie didn't seem that surprised, and hugged the mare back, "Ssshhh, sshh. It's okay, Anty Pinkie's here. You don't have to be sad." A thought came to Pinkie, "How about we give you a new life!" The other Pinkie sniffed, "I... I'd like that..." She smiled. Rainbow stepped in, "Wait! We can't have two Pinkie's!" Pinkie smiled, "Why don't we rename her? I like Fourth Wall! It sounds fun!" "But we can't keep her! Even if we did, Twilight would just send her back into the Mirror Pool!" Dash argued. Pinkie turned to the Pegasus, giving her the puppy dog eyes, "Pwease?" That did it. Dash sighed, "Fine... But she has to stay here. We'll come by and feed her, and teach her." Pinkie jumped up and hopped around the cavern screaming, "YesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm gonna have SO much fun with her!" Rainbow sighed, this was a risky move, and if the town found out... Rainbow shuddered at the thought. She and Pinkie'd have to protect her. 'I hope I don't regret this...' Author's Note Please comment! I love to hear all you have to say as long as it isn't mean! Pinkie Pie! Away!!! And The Song Of The Day Is: Darkness Begin{Third POV} In the next three weeks, Fourth Wall was visited by Pinkie Pie in the morning, and Rainbow Dash in the afternoon. Pinkie would start by giving Fourth Wall a breakfast that would vary(And would sneak some sweets). After that, she’d teach Fourth about fun and parties, then about food and cooking it. Pinkie would then play, tell jokes, and tell stories of her friends adventures. When Pinkie left, Dash would then come three hours later with launch that was both inedible, and bounced. She would then teach Fourth about Pegasi, Cloudsdale, Cutie Marks, Wonderbolts, athletics, and most importantly, how awesome she was. After lessons, she’d stay at least a half hour and chat a bit, or nap. Fourth Wall loved their company, and enjoy’d every moment of it. At evening, both would come by with the last meal of the day(Which nopony told Fourth about the name). The trio would sit and chat about the most random of things. And then they’d leave. Leave the pool, leave the cave, leave the leftovers, leave the things they brought, and most of all, they left Fourth Wall alone. And in this solitude, Fourth Wall slept. Nightmares plagued her mind. She was in a room full of flesh, blood, and bone. Strapped to a table was Rainbow Dash with a look of terror. The words, “Sorry Dashie. It looks like I’m gonna have to wing it!” And the horror. In the dream, Fourth Wall tortured Dash until she was dead, then baked some of the remain into cupcakes. The worst thing, she enjoy’d it even outside of the dream, so she cried. She learned about a new word: Sadistic. And she was just that. And a darkness spread. Paranoia turned to anxiety, and she started having panic attacks in the second week. It was so bad, Dash had to get Nurse Redheart. She promised not to talk, and helped every day. Fourth Wall started cutting herself on the third week, and the scars showed. Her back, where wings would have been if she were a Pegasus, straight down her stomach, her wrists(Which nearly killed her), and worst of all, her Cutie Mark. It was nearly unreadable due to how much cutting she did. A big red X covered her three balloons. Pinkie found the knife and hid it. Dash started spending more time trying to cheer up. Fourth Wall never said why she was cutting herself to either of them. She was too afraid. Fourth Wall stood at the entrance of the Mirror Pool cave. Her backpack seemingly lighter than air, she stepped outside. She felt a gentle breeze roll across her coat. It seemed orange outside, but Fourth Wall didn't know what it meant. She guessed it was near night, but she had never seen it before. The only real clue was a couple of hours ago, Dash came by with a barely edible meal of and old salad that most likely hadn't been preserved. Fourth Wall shook her head. She didn't care about food. She just threw it up anyway. She trotted off into the wilderness. {Fourth Wall’s PoV} I wasn't sure where I was going, but as long as I was away from Rainbow and Pinkie, I was happy. I loved their company, but the nightmares scared me. If they were signs of the future(Which Pinkie told me about), then I would kill one of my friends. I think they’re friends… I’m not quite sure. And if I did kill Dashie, then would I kill Pinkie? The thought of killing both scared me. I started looking around. Paranoia nagging me. I had never been out of the cave, and I had no means of defending myself. Dashie took my knife away, but I doubt it would be able to fend off one of the many monsters Rainbow talked about. I heard a rustling and spun around to face a small yellow filly with a bow in her mane. She gave me a confused look. "What are 'ya doin here Pinkie?" She asked with a southern ascent. I was scared, but then I remembered I looked exactly like Pinkie. I gave her a smile. "Oh, you know me! Just looking around! I thought I was something cool!" I gave her my Pinkie impression. It seemed to work. "Oh... Um, could you help me out? I kinda got lost." I gave a sheepish grin, "I'm lost too." I scratched the back of my head. She seemed surprised. "How about we find somebody to help us out. Cool?" She smiled up at me, and I gestured for her to hop on. She took the offer instantly. With the filly I didn't sitting on my back, I looked around once more. As I was looking, I saw a silver coated mare with solid yellow eyes, and a yellow mane. She stared at me, then turned and trotted away, disappearing behind the bush. I held out my hoof, “Wait! Who are you!?” And I got no reply. The filly on my back tilted her head, "What was that all 'bout?" Was this coincidence? Did Dashie and Pinkie set this up incase I tried leaving? Or was this something more? I hoped it was the first. Me and the filly were lost, and I needed to find help. I ran after her, but after I jumped over the bush, I couldn't see her. I questioned this, because all she did was trot behind a bush. Did unicorns have that ability? And what about those eyes? Who was she, and where did she come from? "Where'd she go?" The filly asked. I shrugged. I trotted the way she went, and kept my path. Every once and a while, I’d see her, so I’d follow. The filly I recently remembered as Applejack's sister, Apple Bloom, was getting scared. I hoped we'd find a way out fast. Eventually, I stopped. The mare seemed to have gone completely! I sat on my haunches, and caught my breath. What was I doing!? They were probably just nightmares. I cut myself, called myself worthless, hadn't eaten, and left all because I had silly nightmares. Apple Bloom gave me a worried look, "Is everythin' okay?" I smiled and nodded. But I couldn't stop the fear. I knew in my heart I was going to do something evil. I just didn't know what. Finally, I gave a sigh of defeat. I wanted to see them, my friends. I turned around and felt a wave of dread. I was even more lost. But I heard something. I heard talking. It was faint, but it was noticeable. I turned back around and ran as fast as I could. I jumped out of a bush, and looked up. And what I saw made me smile. I saw a small town. A Sunny Town. Author's Note Sorry if it was a bit fast. I hope you like it! Next stop! Sunny Town! Killed In Sunny Town?{Third PoV} Fourth Wall beamed. And so did Apple Bloom. The pink clone trotted towards the town, and was suddenly greeted by an Earth Pony stallion with a black mane, and grey coat. His eyes were hidden behind his eyelids in a big smile. He spoke in a higher pitch than a normal stallion, but wasn’t girly by any means. “Ha ha! Why hi there! Welcome to Sunny Town!” He said cheerily. “Um, thanks. But who are you?” Fourth Wall asked. His smile broadens, “Grey Hoof at your service. Celebration Planner Extraordinaire!” Through his whole speech, he never opened his eyes. Fourth Wall was getting nervous, so she tried turning around to leave, but Grey Hoof jumped in front of her, “The party just started, help yourselves to food and drinks.” Apple Bloom smiled. She jumped off Fourth’s back and ran to the pink clothed table. She started eating all kinds of food. After a bit, she gave me a curious look, “Ya gonna eat?” Fourth Wall said nothing. Something inside her was telling her they shouldn’t eat the food, and shouldn’t be in the town. Fourth chuckled, “I’m not hungry. I ate cake for breakfast.” Apple Bloom looked unconvinced, but dropped it and continued eating. Fourth wasn’t smiling anymore. She saw a Earth Pony mare with a silver coat and orange mane. She was hunched over, so Fourth Wall couldn’t see her eyes. She mumbled to herself, and Fourth barely heard. “He hasn’t said a word to me all night.” She sighed. Fourth Wall felt sorry for the mare, and an idea came to her mind! The pink pony trotted over to Apple Bloom. “Hey, stay here. I’ll be back, and be careful.” The only indication that the filly gave was a single nod. With that, Fourth Wall went deeper into town. She didn’t need to go far, because the closest building to the party had a sad looking Earth Pony stallion. Tan coat, dark blue mane, and blue eyes. He saw Fourth Wall, and spoke, “Hello…” “What’s wrong.” ‘Was everyone an Earth Pony?’ “Oh, nothing.” Fourth Wall narrowed her eyes, “Fine. Over there is Starlet. I was going to give her a gift tonight. But I lost it! It was so pretty too…” A gift? Pinkie had taught her about parties and gifts. But why was it a big deal? He sat down and sulked. Fourth Wall trotted even deeper into the town. I noticed something. None of them had a cutie mark. I saw a brown stallion(Earth Pony, no surprise), with a caramel colored mane and eyes. She walked up to him. “Why doesn't anyone in this town have a cutie mark?” He raised an eyebrow, “Cutie what? Sorry ma’am, I have no clue what you're talking about.” He turned around and started muttering random things. Two things stuck out of that conversation. One was he didn't know what a cutie mark was, which was unsettling to say the least. And he called her ma’am. What did that even mean? She stepped away from the weird stallion and walked away. She circled the building and found a green coated, green maned mare that looked like Pinkie with the hairstyle, and blue eyes. “I didn’t know ponies lived in the Everfree Forest.” “You are not the first visitor to say that. We’ve got everything we need right here, so we rarely -if ever- leave.” She smiled. Furth was even more unnerved. She thought she had heard about Sunny Town, but neither of her teachers taught her about towns and/or city’s. Her breathing became harder, and she had to cut her conversation with the mare off. Fourth Wall trotted into the back of the town. A dark path lead to an old cabin. Fourth Wall checked the door. Locked. She had a weird feeling and checked the well. Sure enough, something shiny was at the bottom. Fourth turned around and left. She stepped back into the town. She had a feeling that she needed to get into there. She trotted back, but something shined in her eyes. Fourth went over and picked it up. It was a red gem. ‘Very pretty… Maybe that guy could give this to Starlet.’ She picked it up with her mouth, and continued. She reached the party, and saw the guy with a blue mane still in front of the house. Fourth Wall want up to him. He looked up at her, and brightened up, “You found it!” Fourth shrugged, “Whatever. Here.” She let it drop into her hoof, and handed it to him. He took it and smiled, “Thank you! Thank you so much!” He ran over to Starlet. Fourth Wall followed and listened. He gave her the gem shyly, and she seemed surprised. She looked teary eyed, “Oh Roneo, you shouldn’t have! Your love is all I need.” They hugged. Roneo turned to Fourth Wall smiling, “Thank you again!” They seemed happy, and Fourth Wall didn’t want to ruin the moment. Love? What was that? Was it some kind of friendship? Fourth went over to a sleeping Apple Bloom and picked her up. As sweet as that was, the pink mare didn’t trust any of them. Fourth was about to leave the town, but there was an urge to go into the house Roneo was at. She quickly went there, and made sure no one was watching. When she was sure, she slipped in. Boxes and crates were everywhere, and Fourth Wall had to move silver ones to get to the end. As she got closer, she heard sobbing. This made Fourth go harder, and she found a silver mare with a dark red mane and eyes. A crank was in front so Fourth Wall picked it up. She walked to the mare. And listened to her. “It isn’t right… This is not right! The same thing again and again and again!” She cried. Fourth Wall’s heart felt weak, and all she wanted to do was hug this mare. And she did. She seemed surprised, but eased into the hug. After a bit, she calmed down. Fourth Wall rubbing her hoof up and down the mares back motherly. “What’s your name?” The mare sniffled, “Mitta… My names Mitta…” Fourth smiled, “That’s a lovely name. What’s the problem?” Mitta hesitated, “Go to the cabin on the other side of town. The answer is there…” “I’ll be back, okay?” Mitta sniffed again, but nodded. Fourth gave her another hug, and left the building. Once again nopony saw her, and she trotted to the back of the town. She reached the back of the town again, and arrived at the cabin. She used the crank on the well, and fished out a rusty key. She picked it up, and Apple Bloom seemed to wake up. “Wha-” Fourth Wall patted her on the head and Apple Bloom seemed to calm down. She nestled herself on Fourth Wall’s back, getting comfy. Fourth sighed. She didn’t intend for her to be a luxury ride…. She shook her head, and paced the key in the door and turned it(With some difficulty), and trotted into the house. It was bare, except the fireplace and an old bed. The fireplace was lit, and a low fire wasn’t doing its job of keeping the place warm. A cold chill went down Fourth’s spin. Apple Bloom jumped off, and the two walked slowly towards the fire. Every fiber in Fourth Wall was wanting to get out of there, but something inside of her told her to continue. “I don’t think anythings in here. Nothing. But…” Apple Bloom was cut off as the cabin went dark. The only thing seen was a demonically red fireplace. The two saw a skeleton corpse in it. Fourth Wall knew who it was, but she didn’t know how she did. Apple Bloom seemed to know too, as she cried, “NO NO NO NO NO!!!” Fourth took a hold of the filly and hugged her tightly. Trying to hide her from the body. It couldn’t be. The mare that Fourth Wall followed was dead, and had been for a while. Fourth trew Apple Bloom onto her back, and galloped out. It was night, and the forest was hard to navigate. They arrived at the town, but everyone was missing. Fourth had to focus on keeping Apple Bloom safe. Was that what Mitta was talking about? Did the townsponies do that? Fourth Wall had to find Mitta, and FAST! There were new obstacles in Fourth Wall’s path. She maneuvered through them and got a bit further, when Grey Hoof’s voice was heard. “There was no other way. She was going to spoil the party.” He sounded different. Almost like a gargle. Fourth almost threw up. This was reminding her of her nightmare. But this was 100% real! And they were in danger. Apple Bloom was shaking, so Fourth Wall ran as fast as possible. She almost reached the halfway point, when black bones and flesh came out of the ground. The monster trotted towards them, but Fourth was frozen. The stench of rotting flesh and decaying reached the pairs noses, and their faces contorted. The monster spoke, and Fourth Wall recognised her as the green mare. “The curse had befallen her this very night. She had the mark! She had to go!” Fourth gagged and the what the monster said. The mark… She meant the cutie mark! She was killed for her talent? Fourth HAD to find Mitta and get out. The monster that used to be a green mare stay’d still. Fourth Wall trotted around her, and once she was a safe distance away, she galloped as fast as she could. Another appeared, and started walking towards the two. Fourth saw a boulder and rammed into it. She pushed and pushed, and even Apple Bloom pushed. As they did, the sound of the brown stallion caught them by surprise. “Please, don’t leave. We will never let the same happen to you!” It took little time to get it out of the way, and the two ran as fast as they could. Another one appeared, this one fast, but didn’t see them. Fourth Wall and Apple Bloom ran right, and it followed. They were able to get away from it, and escaped the halfway point of the town. The two entered the house, and ran through the crates to Mitta. She too had become a monster, though she looked scared. “P- Please don’t be scared. I don’t want to hurt you! I’m n-not like the others!” “What’s going on?” Fourth Wall asked with a shaky voice. Mitta sighed, “Years ago. There was a filly named Ruby. She lived here like everypnoy else. But one day, a mark appeared on her flank. Grey Hoof and the others thought it was a disease, s-so they k-k-k-killed her.” Mitta broke down. Fourth wanted to comfort her, but she wasn’t sure if touching Mitta would harm them. They heard loud banging, then the shattering of a door. ‘Uh-oh...’ Mitta turned to Fourth Wall, “Get out, I’ll hold them off!” “No! I’m not leaving you here, w-” “Go, before it's too late.” “But…” Fourth Wall shed a tear, and nodded. Apple Bloom jumped onto her back, as the crate in front of them exploded, and one of the monsters stood there, growling. “Please! All we want if friendship!” Fourth didn’t care about who this one was, and ran around it to get to the door. The monster tried to grab them, but Mitta jumped it, and they resettled. “GO!” Mitta yelled, and was bit on the throat. She screamed, but Fourth couldn’t stop herself from running, and Apple Bloom sobbed. They seemed safe, until one of the monsters rammed into Fourth Wall, knocking Apple Bloom off. Another came out of nowhere and pinned Fourth to the ground. Fourth Wall could only watch as the other monster ripped Apple Bloom’s right eye out, and she screamed as blood poured out. Fourth Wall’s heart broke, and a tear fell. Mitta, and Apple Bloom would die for nothing. “Help…” She squeaked. Author's Note Is Apple Bloom gonna die? Is Mitta gonna die? Am I going to brake your hearts? Maybe... Grey Hoof Roneo Starlet Gladstone Three Leaf Mitta And Ruby do not belong to my. Out Of The WoodsAuthor's Note Warning: This chapter contains spoilers for 'Hooves of Ice'. I'd like to thank 'Fictional Fan' for doing this for me. PS: I wont be writing for a bit. I'll be on the road. It might take me a while. Sorry... Out Of The Woods Blood Cleaver’s POV Blood Cleaver was not having the best of times in the void. Pursuing Black was no easy task as he had left traps waiting for her in the infinite abyss. Even if slowed down she was making good time, but this one peculiar collection of ice magic was better to avoid completely. And so she did. As Blood Cleaver flew around the big collection of probably more than lethal ice magic, she accidentally brushed a nearby universe. And as soon as she did she heard a plea, “Help…” came a squeak of a female voice “Please…”, Blood Cleaver immediately recognized the voice. Pinkie Pie! Unable to ignore the call for help, Blood Cleaver dove right into the universe she was outside of, she had plenty of time to catch up to Black. A small detour would be nothing. After all, time didn’t really exist in the void. 3rd Person The two seemed safe at the moment, so Fourth Wall slowed down. She was getting tired. As she slowed however, she suddenly felt something ram into her, and Apple Bloom went flying off her back. One of the monsters had snuck up on them. Fourth Wall tried getting up, but another one came out of nowhere and pinned her down. It’s red eyed bore into hers, but Fourth looked away. She looked at Apple Bloom, and saw the one that rammed into her holding the small filly. It slammed its hoof into her right eye, and pulled. Apple Bloom screamed in pain. It continued to pull, until a ripping sound filled the air and Apple Bloom’s screaming turned into shrieking, and with one final tug, the eye was out, and blood poured out of the socket. A tear formed on Fourth Wall’s face, “Help…” She squeaked, “Please…” The monster on top of her prepared to bite her, but before it could it was suddenly hit by something from the side and it was sent flying. “Get your filthy hooves off of her!” Shouted the angry voice of… Pinkie Pie? Another hit could be heard from the monster attacking Applebloom, getting hit sky high by the new arrival. Fourth Wall’s hope returning, thinking her friend Pinkie Pie had come to their rescue. As she got up and saw her rescuer she saw that that wasn’t really the case. Standing there, crouched over Applebloom was a bipedal being, clothed in black, with black and pink mane, furrless skin and strange forelegs ending in small, short tentacles. “Oh, dear… What did they do?” The creature said. “Applebloom, can you hear me?” it asked with a voice almost completely identical to Pinkie Pie’s. Applebloom didn’t respon. She seemed to have passed out due to the pain. Fourth Wall cleared her throat quietly, scared stiff. “Don’t worry, I’ll get you fixed right up… I’ll just make sure you’ll sleep through it. Now this won’t hurt… for me.” The creature said as it put it’s weird foreleg on Appleblooms head and a light shone from the small tentacles for a short amount of time before going out. Next the creature made a few gestures and a glowing circle appeared above Applebloom. Fourth Wall noticing that the bleeding had stopped. Next the creature whispered something to itself and all the spilled blood in the area seemed to play back its recent actions in slowmotion. The blood slowly crept back towards the still filly and started filling the eye socket, making Applebloom squirm in her sleep. The blood started moving faster and change color, and seemingly doing something to the filly. Before Fourth Wall could ask the creature what it was doing she saw it, from the swirling mass of blood that filled the eye socket an eye started to emerge. Her words caught in her throat Fourth Wall kept silent. As soon as the eye started to form from the blood, the creature frowned, now came the most horrid part, to connect the nerves. As the eye began to fill most of the socket Applebloom suddenly began to scream. The scream was louder than anything Fourth Wall had ever heard and forced her to put her hooves over her ears. As the screaming ended, Fourth Wall looked back towards Applebloom. The filly now seemed to be having a peaceful rest, no traces of blood upon her. “Well, now that that’s over, I think introductions are in order.” The creature spoke as it turned towards Fourth Wall. “Hello. My name is Blood Cleaver. May I know yours?” Blood Cleaver asked. “I- I’m Fourth Wall… Thank you for saving us.” Fourth took a deep breath. She shuddered at the cold air, and checked her backpack for something and pulled a small blanket out. She draped it over the filly, and sighed. “No problem. I’m always one for helping. May I ask what that was about? That was not a pleasant welcome committee.” Blood cleaver said, pulling out a cloak for Fourth Wall to use in the cold weather. “Thank you…” She took it, and pulled it over herself. “Those were the residence of Sunny Town. A horrible town of murderers that kill anyone who enters, or has a cutie mark.” Fourth rubbed her wrists absentmindedly, and coughed. ‘All this rotten flesh is getting to me.’ She thought. “That’s horrible! How can the Princesses allow such a town to even exist?!” Blood Cleaver shouted in disbelief. Fourth Wall tilted her head, then it hit her, “They most likely don't know. I didn’t know until today. We are in the Everfree Forest, so she probably never even heard of it. But I was just born a couple day’s ago, so I don’t know...” “I see. But when you say born, don’t you mean transported? You’re a Displaced after all. Or don’t you remember?” Blood Cleaver asked, worry apparent on her face. Fourth tilted her head, “Displaced? I thought I was a clone. I did wonder why I had the knife when I came out… Is Displaced your race? I think I recognize your looks, but I don’t think I am one…” “No, my race is Human. It appears your memories really are cluttered, do you mind if I take a look? I might be able to restore them for you. And then I’ll explain the Displaced. Sounds good?” Blood Cleaver asked, as she looked at Fourth Wall with a smile. “I don’t know what you’ll find, but alright.” Fourth stepped closer. As she did, Blood Cleaver closed her eyes and put her foreleg on top of Fourth’s head. Memories suddenly started flooding through her mind at break neck speed, to fast to really experience any of them, but still enough to see pictures of different objects and colors. As soon as the surge began it stopped. Blood Cleaver taking her hand away from Fourth’s head. “Okay. I took a quick look, I’ll be able to give you some of your memories back, but not all of them. It seems they are bound with your mind in some way, I don’t want to risk them damaging anything so I’ll leave them be, but I’ll help you get all the safe ones back. What do you say?” Blood Cleaver asked Fourth Wall. “If I had a life before this, I want to see as much as I can. Yes.” Fourth rubbed her wrist, Blood Cleaver noticing the scars. “Dear Celestia, what happened to you? Did those monsters do this to you?” She asked with worry in her voice. Forgetting about her own offer as her hatred for those creatures grew. “N- no… I did them… I… have problems… It's nothing, I’m over them anyway…” Fourth hid her hooves in shame. She didn’t want Cleaver to know about her nightmares for fear of getting scolded like Nurse Redheart did. “Oh, I see. I’m not going to ask then, it is your own business, just… it concerns me, and probably your friends as well. But enough about that. Come over here and I’ll get to reawakening a few of your memories.” Blood Cleaver said and gestured for Fourth Wall to get a little bit closer. Fourth did as she was told, and got as close a she could. With no regard for awkwardness, she was right against the human’s legs. She looked up, awaiting what was next. “Don’t worry, I won’t see any of your memories. And it won’t hurt.” she said as she put her hand against Fourth Wall’s forehead and unleashed the memory block in her mind. Releasing a dam of memories. The one memory that was the most memorable and relevant was a large convention, with a lot of people. Fourth was in front of a booth, and held a leather copy of Dashie’s cutie mark, and the knife she had. Suddenly, she was in water, and couldn’t move, then she got out, and forgot. “I- I- I- I- … Displaced?” She asked, wanting to learn. The memories were funny and weird, plus, she remembered some friends and family… But not her real name. Something with an M… perhaps? “Ah, so you remembered something. Alright, let me try and explain the Displaced. The Displaced, also known as “dimensionally misplaced” are beings like you” she pointed At Fourth, “and me.” she pointed to herself “who have been placed in a world not their own, usually by having bought some form of trinket or item from a shady figure. My circumstances are somewhat different from the norm, but most Displaced were transported the same way. Most times the newly Displaced individual will gain powers or memories afflicted with the object they bought. It’s different for all Displaced, but some lose their own memories, like you. Others become a blend between themselves and the new individual and some are nearly unaffected. But all the Displaced have one thing in common, no matter how they became a Displaced. They all find themselves in Equestria. Not the same one of course, they are all spread out in the multiverse in their own versions. Does that explain the Displaced good enough?” Blood Cleaver asked as she ended her explanation. Fourth Wall nodded, “Wow! So there are others out there! I have two questions. One, how if yours different? And two, how did you get here?” “Two very excellent questions. For starters, I didn’t become a Displaced by buying anything, I was already living in Equestria. However, I was out one day in the Everfree and got caught in a fight between two Displaced, one fighting to protect our universe, the other one only wanted to destroy the planet and everyone on it. I got so mad that I got involved in the fight. Thanks to my magic I eventually defeated the Displaced, but I won by using some very powerful magic that killed him, and his powers were absorbed by me. And that’s how I achieved my Displaced status. The other Displaced became my teacher and close friend, she explained the Displaced to me and a few years later here I am.” “But how I got here is also an excellent question. Normally travel between worlds isn’t easy, or in some cases even impossible. But that is something that doesn't apply to the Displaced. As the Displaced are tainted with void particles from being Displaced, they have their essence already exposed. By creating something called a token, or a totem, whatever you prefer to call them, the Displaced can traverse the void and enter other worlds. The tokens appear in other universes by themselves, usually guided by the creators wishes. Whenever you come across a token, that means you’ll be able to call upon them. However, sometimes tokens don’t work properly and malfunktion, and instead of summoning a Displaced to your own world, you get dragged into theirs. Some even do it by choice.” “I myself however have chosen to travel directly through the void and happened to come across your universe as I heard your plea for help. I just simply couldn’t ignore and decided to help out. Did you get all that?” Blood Cleaver asked having ranted through her explanation, seemingly in one single breath. Fourth Wall didn’t reply for a second, then she nodded rapidly. She looked up at Blood Cleaver, “Thank you so much. Two more. Is your real name Blood Cleaver? And could I make a totem?” “Alright. My name is officially Blood Cleaver, it’s not my original name, but I had to change it because of circumstances. And yes, every Displaced can make their own totem. All they have to do is choose an object and pour some of their own energy into it, recite a short message for other Displaced to hear once they find the totem and then send it off into the void. The more afflicted the object is to yourself, the easier the creation of the token becomes.” Blood Cleaver explained. Fourth Wall remembered something she wanted to get rid of, and it seemed unique. She took her backpack off and searched through it, and found it. She pulled out a cyan piece of flesh with Rainbow Dash’s Cutie Mark on it. “It isn’t the real thing! I swear! I bought it and got sent here with it!” Fourth Wall defended. Blood Cleaver stared at the object for a moment before speaking her mind. “I believe you, but I don’t think it would be a good idea to have it as a totem. There are some less than friendly Displaced out there, and I think you would be instantly judged by such a totem. Maybe if we transform it into something else.” Blood Cleaver suggested after explaining why using a piece of flesh, skin and someone’s cutie mark would be a bad idea. “How about a bouncy ball? I like that. You?” “Yeah, that sounds better. Give it here, I’ll see what I can do.” Blood Cleaver said. Receiving the unpleasant trinket she shuddered but quickly composed herself again. Looking at the piece of flesh, it soon began to move, seemingly on it’s own accord and regained some of it’s color that it had lost from not being a part of something living any more. The edges of the piece soon came together and formed a perfect sphere. Transforming into rubber the cyan ball became less lifelike, but still wearing Rainbow Dash’s cutie mark. As soon as Blood Cleaver was done she handed it back to Fourth Wall. “Here, I made sure it wasn’t made of organic material anymore. Don’t want to scare any sensitive Displaced with it after all.” She said. Fourth Smiled. Her face scrunched up, “So now what? I’ve got what the totem will be, but how is it going to relay anything? Or summon me?” “That part actually works out completely by itself. It’s like reality wants you to create one. Just put some personal energy into it and speak a phrase. Said phrase should be absorbed into the totem for others to hear. It will also automatically bind to you and work as intended… most of the time. So don’t worry too much about it.” Fourth Wall nodded. She closed her eyes and scrunched her face even more. After a bit, it glowed purple, and Fourth Wall spoke. “Hello… My name is Fourth Wall. If you need help, I’ll come and LAY A SMACK DOWN- Sorry, I don’t know where that came from. I will help you, anyway I can… As… as long as you aren’t mean…” The ball stopped glowing, and Fourth Wall looked to Blood Cleaver, “How was that?” “It was an honest message, and it relays the meaning well enough. So it’s fine. Don’t worry, I’ve heard some truly terrible ones in my days and your’s is all right. Now then, want me to help you send it off, or you want to try it yourself?” Blood Cleaver asked. “I’d like to try. But I don’t know how to.” “Just imagine stretching yourself out, past this world and think of what kind of Displaced you would like the totem to reach. And then let the totem go into the void, just simply let it go.” Fourth Wall closed her eyes and focused on what Blood Cleaver said, and let go… Only to get hit in the face by the rubber totem. It did so three times before it jumped out of the sight, disappearing into the void. Fourth held her snout, “I should have asked for a non-bouncing ball…” Blood Cleaver giggled a little at Fourth Wall’s miss fortune. “Well, now that we got that situated, maybe we should get little Applebloom here back to Ponyville?” Blood Cleaver suggested, pointing at the sleeping filly as a small portal to the void opened up and dropped a small cyan colored bouncy ball with a cutie mark on it, right into Blood Cleavers hand. “Wow, seems I qualify for being your friend. Here, take my token as well.” Blood Cleaver said as she put the ball away and gave Fourth Wall her own token, a black knife with an red edge and handle, each side of the blade having a crimson rune. “If you ever need my help, just hold this and call my name, and I’ll be over right away.” Fourth Wall took the blade, thanking Blood Cleaver for it, “I needed something to defend myself while Dashie has my blade. Thank you again for saving me and Applebloom… Friend…” Fourth seemed to have difficulty saying that word. She thought it, but nobody ever said that they were friends. Even Pinkie Pie said something like, ‘I’m your auntie Pinkie!’ Or something, but saying friend was new. Even when she was a human. Fourth picked up the yellow filly, “I’ll take care of her. I don’t think the monsters will get us.” “Alright, want me to help you find your way towards Ponyville? I can fly up and take a look. Besides, you’ll have to explain to her family why her eye is now a gray color instead of her usual one. Maybe I should come with you to help out with that?” Blood Cleaver offered to help. Fourth Wall froze, she didn’t even think of that. “Yeah. I don’t even know where they live. And I’d love the company.” “Good, friends need to stay together anyways, don’t they?” Blood Cleaver asked as she smiled towards Fourth Wall. “I’ll be back in a minute. “ She said as she suddenly floated upwards and flew up to look out for Ponyville. It was a relatively small distance to the town, and Cleaver could see at the opposite end a small cluster of buildings. Cleaver saw some movement close to their location. It appeared to be a pony, one trying to get away from more of the monsters she had beat up as she came into this reality. Remembering what Fourth Wall said about them attacking ponies she decided she should help. She let go of her flight and jumped down between the rotten monsters and the escaping pony. “Hey you, bone bags. Why don’t you chew on this?” She shouted as she charged a kii-blast and shot them all with just a single blast. Sending them blasting off through the air, spreading their body parts all over the town. Turning around she took a look at the hurt mare. “Are you alright miss?” She asked her. The mare nodded, “Th- Thank you…” Her figure was hunched over like Fluttershy, but seemed more ashamed then shy. “Do you know if a pink mare and a f- filly got out of the town?” Blood Cleaver noticed the injuries. A large bite on her neck, her left hind leg looked broken, several deep cuts and bruises over her body, and a large amount blood dripping down her head. She swayed, looked about ready to pass out. “Yes. They are both safe. Let me help you, I can heal you with my magic.” Blood Cleaver said, as she used a simple spell to determine the mare’s condition and make sure whatever those monsters were wasn’t infectious. Cleansing viruses was not a pleasant thing. Mitta got closer, but collapsed. She wasn’t out, but she wouldn’t be able to do anything. Then Blood Cleaver realized that Fourth Wall was vulnerable. Quickly healing the mare so that she wouldn’t die, Blood Cleaver started flying back towards where she let Fourth Wall and Applebloom. But not before giving the mare instructions to follow her. As she landed by Fourth wall she recalled where she’d seen Ponyville in the distance. “We’re actually not to far away from Ponyville. I also saw a mare, she seemed to know you.” Blood Cleaver said. “Mitta!? Is she okay!?” Fourth asked quietly, not wanting to wake the little one. “Yes, she’s alright, she was a little banged up but I healed her somewhat with my magic. So she should be alright.” “Okay… Then let us get out of this god forsaken forest…” Fourth Wall trotted towards the direction Cleaver had indicated. She smiled, and hummed winter wrap up. She started getting louder and louder, until she was whispering, “Winter wrap up, winter wrap up! Let’s finish our holiday cheer!” She stopped and blushed, “Sorry. Dashie taught me that song… Fun tune!” “Yeah, I remember singing that one… Want to hear another good one? Let’s see… What would be a good one…” Blood Cleaver thought out loud before she smiled and began singing another song, replacing a few words to better suit the fact that she was the one singing it and not the original singer. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lQKaAlMNvm8 Fourth Wall started singing along too. She was the background voices, and did some funny things like pull an eye patch out of a tree(Pinkie put it there…), and when Mitta reached them, Fourth Wall tried getting her to sing too… To which she kindly denied. “Gosh I love music!” Yelled Fourth Wall. Her smile was as big as Pinkie’s, with her mane and color matching. “I’m glad you like it. Music is a big part of Equestria after all. No matter where you go, you will most definitely end up singing together with other ponies along the way. It really is something to calm the nerves and bring everyone together.” Blood Cleaver commented. “Sorry, I don’t think we properly introduced ourselves. I am Blood Cleaver, may I ask your name Miss…” Blood Cleaver asked Mitta. “Mitta. Nice to meet you too.” Mitta gave a small smile. “So, you’re coming with us to Ponyville Mitta? Or are you going someplace else, like Canterlot or Manehattan?” Blood Cleaver asked, curious about the mares intentions. “I think I’ll stay with Fourth Wall and Applebloom. I don’t think Sunny Town is done with us yet.” Fourth Wall groaned, “I knew it wasn’t going to be that easy!” “They won't attack tonight or tomorrow. They need to pull themselves together, then they’ll retaliate. But we’ll think of a plan.” “Ah, so those blasts give you about two days worth of peace… How long would it take them to recover if I simply blew up the entire little town of theirs?” Blood Cleaver asked, charging a small kii-ball in her hand to demonstrate. “It would do little than singe the town. The whole place is cursed.” Mitta said, “I wish it was as simple as that.” “Don’t worry Blood. We’ll be okay! I’ve got a weapon, and we have time to get those… Elements of Harmony!” Fourth Wall assured. “Oh, you have knowledge of the elements. Was it a part of the memories you got back? I’m glad you’re remembering stuff. And using the elements does sound like a good idea. Just be careful, curses aren’t something to take too lightly.” Blood Cleaver said as they neared the outskirts of the Everfree forest, Ponyville clearly visible not to far off. “Sort of, Pinkie told me her, Dashie, and four others have magical macguffins that ward off evil, but I do think I remember them before then. My memories are kind of foggy, so I’ll need to sort through them to understand all of it.” Fourth said, stepped out of the Forest. Mitta, having no idea what they were talking about, took Applebloom and trotted to the side. “Yeah, it’ll take some time. But your memories will eventually align properly. As long as no on one tries to forcefully rearrange them that is. But if someone does, you’d know instantly.” Blood Cleaver said as she continued towards a dirt road not to far off. The three arrived at the farm, “I’ll be over there. Be careful.” Mitta said, giving the filly to Fourth again. Fourth Wall nodded, and knocked. There was a rustle, and a, “I’ll be there ‘n a minute!” Coming from what Fourth guessed was Applejack. Fourth looked at Cleaver, then the door, then she looked at Cleaver again with wide eyes. “Human! No. Can’t let- no!” Fourth freaked. She might have reacted positively, but Applejack was like Rainbow: Stubborn. “Hide!” A bit surprised but still obediente Blood Cleaver did just that. With a quick flash of magic she was nowhere to be seen. In her stead stood a pony, looking much like Fourth Wall, but instead of a pink mane, hers was black and flat by default, and her cutie mark was the same rune that was on the knife that was her token. Fourth Wall sighed, and just then, a messy maned Applejack stood in the doorway, “Pinkie! What in tarnation are ya doin ‘ere!? Applebloom’s missin, an-” She was cut off when she saw said filly on the pink mares back. “Where was she!?” “In the Everfree Forest! I checked there and found this mare-” Fourth gestured to Blood Cleaver, “-who helped me. Something was wrong with AB’s eye, and Cleaver-” Once again, she gestured to Cleaver, “- Fixed it! It’ll look funny for a bit, but it’ll be fine!” Fourth Wall took a gulp of air. Blood Cleaver nodded. “It was in extremely bad shape, it is fine now, but it’ll be sensitive for some time and her iris will be gray until it’s color matures and returns. I’m not sure how long it will take, but it will at most take a year for it to return to normal. I also removed her memories of whatever did it to her. The pain is too much for a filly her age to bear. You will have to come up with something to explain her eye, or if you wish, tell her the truth.” Blood Cleaver explained calmly. Applejack seemed shocked. But suddenly hugged Cleaver. Fourth Wall seemed a bit confused about the sudden affection from the mare. Applejack ended the hug, “Thank ya so much. I don’t know what I’d do if Applebloom was hurt that badly and…” AJ didn’t finish. Fourth Wall patted her back, and said, “She’ll be fine! Here, take this eyepatch!” Fourth Wall pulled the eyepatch she grabbed during the song and handed it over to AJ. The farmer was about to ask, but decided against it. She wished the two a good night and took Applebloom inside. “I’ll check on her tomorrow. Will she remember things before the… eye thing?” Fourth asked as the two got farther away from the farm. “Yes, she’ll remember most of the things. But she won’t be able to remember the pain or exactly what happened. She might remember being attacked, but it will most likely be blurry for her.” Blood Cleaver explained. “So, do you have any place to stay? I will have to leave soon and I would like to leave you in capable hooves before I depart.” Blood Cleaver said. Fourth shrugged, “I’ll figure something out. Mitta and I can find a temporary place… Maybe a box…” Mitta sighed, “No money, nopony knows we exist, and a bunch of psychotic zombies want to kill us… Swell…” “I know! Isn’t it exciting!?” Fourth squealed, only to realize what she had just said “Where did THAT come from?” Blood Cleaver just chuckled. “That would be your inner Pinkie. You’re not completely who you used to be, you have some of the traits associated with Pinkie Pie blending together with your own. Also, here,” Blood Cleaver said as she took out a small bag. “This should be enough bits for a while. So food and house room shouldn’t be a problem, that is if they have hotels in this Ponyville…” Blood Cleaver said. Fourth Wall smiled, “Maybe that was the person I was. I’d hate to be someone I’m not, though I guess that’s too late. And thank you SO much! We’ll see if they do!” Mitta took the bits with her mouth. Fourth pulled out something from her backpack. It looked like a Pistol, “Here, I don’t need this. No fingers! Heh… I think my old self bought a BUNCH of things from Comic-Con before I went somewhere else and I got sent here!” Fourth tried tossing it, but it failed. By hitting Mitta in the head. The pistol looked like it would fit in a Steampunk convention. Blood Cleaver picked up the gun and inspected it. “Well… While I don’t really find any use in a gun, I do tend to find myself in the most ridiculous of situations. I guess it could still come in handy.” She said as she pocketed the gun somewhere. Even though she was wearing neither a backpack nor saddlebags. “I guess this is goodbye for now then. See ya. I would stay longer, but I have a corrupted Displaced to catch. May the Elements work out for you!” She said as she started to trotted away, disappearing over a nearby hill. “Well… I hope she’ll be okay…” Mitta said. She turned to Fourth Wall, seeing her flat mane’d and teary eyed. “I didn’t get to say goodbye…” Mitta sighed, “Are you always going to have mood swings?” “YES! The memories are giving me a headache! I can’t think straight and I feel needy and sappy!” Fourth Wall began crying as Mitta threw Wall on to her back and looked for a hotel. A couple ponies that stayed up that late saw the sobbing mare, but didn’t give it much thought other than, “Just Pinkie being Pinkie…” Nopony noticing the small note hanging off her backpack. I’m not any good with goodbyes, so let’s settle for a “see you later”. - Blood Cleaver. Plans*Super-Short(Sorry)*Author's Note I haven't had the time to write, but I'll try and fix my schedule. If I had one... But I'll be working hard from now on! Plans*Super-Short(Sorry)* {Third PoV} And there was none. Well, none that weren’t booked anyway. Apparently there was a coronation, and the ‘purple killer’ as Fourth called her, was now a Princess. That just made the mare all the more scared. Fourth Wall and Mitta settled for an empty alleyway with two trash cans(thank god they weren’t full). The two slept next to one another to keep warm, but that didn’t help much. When they woke up, Fourth didn’t feel good. Luckily she didn’t have a cold. They’d need all the pony power they could muster for taking down Sunny Town. Then there was this ‘Displaced’ thing. How or why would anypony need her? Sure she had some of Pinkie’s powers over physics, and even some skill with knives(though how, she wasn’t sure). But how would that help someone who was fighting something even Blood Cleaver couldn’t face? She shook the thought out of her head. “That was tough on my stomach…” Fourth mumbled, to which Mitta nodded. “We need to get something to help use. I think I got a cramp…” Mitta lazily stood up. The front of her red mane was sticking up. Fourth Wall laughed her flank off. “What’s so…” The undead pony looked up, a sighed. “Not funny. We need to take care of Sunny Town, and I doubt we’ll get help by asking. We’ll need to get information.” Fourth finally calmed down, and sat back up. “What would we need? I’ve got a weapon, you got your… whatever, and we’re both earth ponies. I don’t think magic can help since we can’t use the stuff. What would we need to learn other than how to kill them, and even though they are scary and evil, I can’t just outright kill them. Even if I could… How are we going to beat them?” The pink mare's question made Mitta facehoof. She rubbed her face a bit, then asked, “What were we thinking? We should just leave before they overrun Ponyville!” Fourth gave Mitta a disapproving look. “No. My friends live here, and I’m going to protect them, and Apple Bloom.” Mitta gave Fourth a sad frown. “Look… There’s nothing we can do… I really wish there was…” But Fourth Wall didn’t cave. “I’m going into that forest tonight whether you're coming or not. I don’t even care if I die in the process. I’m going.” The two sat in silence. Neither wanted to break it, and Mitta was in turmoil. After ten minutes, she sighed. “Fine…” Fourth Wall suddenly smiled, and embraced the grey mare. Mitta was surprised, but didn’t reject. During the hug, Mitta saw Fourth Wall’s mane and tail were as poofy as Three Leaf’s. ‘Does this mare’s mane change between straight and poofy?’ The two finally broke apart, though Fourth was more reluctant. “I still think it’s a bad idea… But I have nothing to live for anyway, so why not?” Fourth ignored what Mitta said after the pause. “I think you should check the library and learn about curses. Maybe that’ll help with our resolve!” Mitta nodded. “And you?” Fourth Wall gained a sheepish grin. “I kinda want to check the town. I’ll pretend to be Pinkie, and I doubt they’ve been looking for me, so I’ll be fine.” Mitta didn’t seem to sure about that, but gave in with a nod. “Later!” Fourth said, hugging Mitta. The hug lasted four-point-two second, before the pink mare disappeared. Mitta shook her head as she looked around. “I need to figure out that mare...”
Brony-Con Was Not Fun{Third POV} Marcus skipped through the rain in his Pinkamena Hoodie singing, "I'm proud to be a Brony~" as he made his way to Brony-con. Marcus, or Mark, was a 19 years old male fan of the show My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. He was scared to admit it, yet after two years of hiding, a friend asked him to come to Brony-con. At first, Mark was hesitant. But the more she begged, the more he caved, and after the thirty-sixth try, he gave in. Mark was a nervous guy, and going scared him. But after arriving, he got into it. Going as far as to make a hoodie based off his favorite ponies alternative persona: Pinkamena. His love for her started weirdly enough. He hated her with all his guts when he saw the show, 'Clearly never going to see her again.' He thought ran away from Twilight in the first episode. That hate turned to love when he aw the Smile Song, and when he read 'Cupcakes', the pink mare jumped from the bottom of his list, to the second, and when he watched all the episodes again... Top of the list, Pinkamena Diane Pie! Now Rarity was his least... Not that he hated her... he just disliked most of her episodes... But, that's not what this is about. Mark turned the corner, seeing the massive building in front of him. He ignored the design and ran. There where Bronies and Pegasisters alike. That was all Marcus saw before bolting. Once inside, he scanned the crowd. Most wore MLP T-Shirts, hats, pins, stickers, ect. Mark was amazed. All these people where fans of a little girls... Amazing! Mark looked for his friend, Marry. "Well... Crap..." Mark was lost. He hadn't found Marry, so he decided to look at venders. Maybe there wasn't that many, but the things they had where AWESOME!!! Mark surveyed the stalls and found this guy sitting in a corner with various fan based stuff. Including something from the Fanfic Cupcakes. Rainbow's Cutie Mark. "How much for that?" Mark asked, pointing at the thing of his interest. The vender looked at it, then smiled, "Fifty. But if you buy this knife, then twenty." Mark smiled. He didn't know much about prices at cons, but he guessed they where expensive. He looked at the knife. It was a real one, was a darker version of Pinkie's Cutie Mark at the hilt. Mark took the money out of his wallet, and gave it. 'Shut up and take my money!' Mark thought with a giggle. The vender chuckled, "Never thought I'd sell that. I was beginning to worry." Before Mark could thank the vender, a weird feeling caught Mark by surprise. Mark quickly walked to the men's room because he didn't want to throw up. Once he arrived in the bathroom, he looked in the mirror. His face looked pale, and his brown hair drooping. His eyes fluttered, and he fell backwards. He passed out. Mark woke in water. He began panicking, trying to reach the surface but to no avail. He looked at his han- 'What the-' Instead of hands, two, pink hooves wiggled to his every command. He felt a weight on his back and looked. A backpack(Not saddlebag, it wasn't on either side) was strapped over his shoulders. Long dull pink hair floated in the crystal clear water. 'Oh... My...' Mark was pulled out of his thoughts as his lungs began to burn and scream for oxygen. He swam as fast as he could, finding that it was much easier. He surfaced, gasping for air. He ~~splashed~~ swam towards sore. Once he reached land, he pulled himself out as quickly as possible. His drenched coat clung to his body in a strangely pleasant manner. He collapsed. Still gasping. Trying to collect his thoughts. Is this a dream? It can't be. Dreams aren't this real. If it isn't a dream, then where was he? And why did he have hooves? Wait. Mark sat up and stared into the pool. Fear, shock, and excitement going through him all at once. He- or she, was a pink earth pony with a strait dark pink mane, dull blue eyes, and looking at her flank to see three balloons, two of which were blue like her eyes, and the third one was a yellow. Her memories felt foggy, and simple things like her name began fading away. She looked back into the reflection of... herself... She looked worried as her emotions portrayed. She began shaking. The full force and weight of the situation dawned on her, and she wept. 'Where am I?' [Location: Ponyville] Pinkie hopped happily down the street. The Pinkie clone situation had been resolved, and things were back to normal. With only one Pinkie. Pinkie's happy nature stopped when her body began shaking. A doozy! Pinkie was about to tell her friends, but she felt it was too urgent. She ran towards the Everfree Forest. 'Of course its here. Bad things never happen in original locations...' Little did she know, a human was grumbling about the Fourth Wall shouldn't be broken in a story. A cyan Pegasus watched her friend. She began following the pink mare into the forest and landed right in front of her. "Sup Pinks?" "Doozy! No time to tell the others! Come. Now." Rainbow didn't pretend to know what Pinkie meant most of the time, but Dash didn't need more than 'Doozy', and 'No Time'. The two galloped/flew towards the center of the Doozy. They arrived at a boulder, which they both recognize. "The Mirror Pool!" They said in unison. Pinkie and Dash slammed into the rock, which wasn't that hard to move and rolled away. As soon as it was gone, they heard sobbing. Had they left somepony there? Pinkie hopped into the hole, and Rainbow glided. When they reached the bottom, they saw a dull colored Pinkie Pie. Dash got into a fighting stance, but Pinkie held a hoof in front of her. Pinkie trotted towards herself and knelt, "What's wrong?" The dull mare looked up, barley remembering who she was. "I-I c-c-c-c-can't r-r *sniff* remmmmmember wh-who I a- am!" She sniffed again, and quickly hugged the mare in front of her, crying. Dash was shocked, 'A Pinkie clone with something other than excitement?' Pinkie didn't seem that surprised, and hugged the mare back, "Ssshhh, sshh. It's okay, Anty Pinkie's here. You don't have to be sad." A thought came to Pinkie, "How about we give you a new life!" The other Pinkie sniffed, "I... I'd like that..." She smiled. Rainbow stepped in, "Wait! We can't have two Pinkie's!" Pinkie smiled, "Why don't we rename her? I like Fourth Wall! It sounds fun!" "But we can't keep her! Even if we did, Twilight would just send her back into the Mirror Pool!" Dash argued. Pinkie turned to the Pegasus, giving her the puppy dog eyes, "Pwease?" That did it. Dash sighed, "Fine... But she has to stay here. We'll come by and feed her, and teach her." Pinkie jumped up and hopped around the cavern screaming, "YesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm gonna have SO much fun with her!" Rainbow sighed, this was a risky move, and if the town found out... Rainbow shuddered at the thought. She and Pinkie'd have to protect her. 'I hope I don't regret this...' Author's Note Please comment! I love to hear all you have to say as long as it isn't mean! Pinkie Pie! Away!!! And The Song Of The Day Is:
Darkness Begin{Third POV} In the next three weeks, Fourth Wall was visited by Pinkie Pie in the morning, and Rainbow Dash in the afternoon. Pinkie would start by giving Fourth Wall a breakfast that would vary(And would sneak some sweets). After that, she’d teach Fourth about fun and parties, then about food and cooking it. Pinkie would then play, tell jokes, and tell stories of her friends adventures. When Pinkie left, Dash would then come three hours later with launch that was both inedible, and bounced. She would then teach Fourth about Pegasi, Cloudsdale, Cutie Marks, Wonderbolts, athletics, and most importantly, how awesome she was. After lessons, she’d stay at least a half hour and chat a bit, or nap. Fourth Wall loved their company, and enjoy’d every moment of it. At evening, both would come by with the last meal of the day(Which nopony told Fourth about the name). The trio would sit and chat about the most random of things. And then they’d leave. Leave the pool, leave the cave, leave the leftovers, leave the things they brought, and most of all, they left Fourth Wall alone. And in this solitude, Fourth Wall slept. Nightmares plagued her mind. She was in a room full of flesh, blood, and bone. Strapped to a table was Rainbow Dash with a look of terror. The words, “Sorry Dashie. It looks like I’m gonna have to wing it!” And the horror. In the dream, Fourth Wall tortured Dash until she was dead, then baked some of the remain into cupcakes. The worst thing, she enjoy’d it even outside of the dream, so she cried. She learned about a new word: Sadistic. And she was just that. And a darkness spread. Paranoia turned to anxiety, and she started having panic attacks in the second week. It was so bad, Dash had to get Nurse Redheart. She promised not to talk, and helped every day. Fourth Wall started cutting herself on the third week, and the scars showed. Her back, where wings would have been if she were a Pegasus, straight down her stomach, her wrists(Which nearly killed her), and worst of all, her Cutie Mark. It was nearly unreadable due to how much cutting she did. A big red X covered her three balloons. Pinkie found the knife and hid it. Dash started spending more time trying to cheer up. Fourth Wall never said why she was cutting herself to either of them. She was too afraid. Fourth Wall stood at the entrance of the Mirror Pool cave. Her backpack seemingly lighter than air, she stepped outside. She felt a gentle breeze roll across her coat. It seemed orange outside, but Fourth Wall didn't know what it meant. She guessed it was near night, but she had never seen it before. The only real clue was a couple of hours ago, Dash came by with a barely edible meal of and old salad that most likely hadn't been preserved. Fourth Wall shook her head. She didn't care about food. She just threw it up anyway. She trotted off into the wilderness. {Fourth Wall’s PoV} I wasn't sure where I was going, but as long as I was away from Rainbow and Pinkie, I was happy. I loved their company, but the nightmares scared me. If they were signs of the future(Which Pinkie told me about), then I would kill one of my friends. I think they’re friends… I’m not quite sure. And if I did kill Dashie, then would I kill Pinkie? The thought of killing both scared me. I started looking around. Paranoia nagging me. I had never been out of the cave, and I had no means of defending myself. Dashie took my knife away, but I doubt it would be able to fend off one of the many monsters Rainbow talked about. I heard a rustling and spun around to face a small yellow filly with a bow in her mane. She gave me a confused look. "What are 'ya doin here Pinkie?" She asked with a southern ascent. I was scared, but then I remembered I looked exactly like Pinkie. I gave her a smile. "Oh, you know me! Just looking around! I thought I was something cool!" I gave her my Pinkie impression. It seemed to work. "Oh... Um, could you help me out? I kinda got lost." I gave a sheepish grin, "I'm lost too." I scratched the back of my head. She seemed surprised. "How about we find somebody to help us out. Cool?" She smiled up at me, and I gestured for her to hop on. She took the offer instantly. With the filly I didn't sitting on my back, I looked around once more. As I was looking, I saw a silver coated mare with solid yellow eyes, and a yellow mane. She stared at me, then turned and trotted away, disappearing behind the bush. I held out my hoof, “Wait! Who are you!?” And I got no reply. The filly on my back tilted her head, "What was that all 'bout?" Was this coincidence? Did Dashie and Pinkie set this up incase I tried leaving? Or was this something more? I hoped it was the first. Me and the filly were lost, and I needed to find help. I ran after her, but after I jumped over the bush, I couldn't see her. I questioned this, because all she did was trot behind a bush. Did unicorns have that ability? And what about those eyes? Who was she, and where did she come from? "Where'd she go?" The filly asked. I shrugged. I trotted the way she went, and kept my path. Every once and a while, I’d see her, so I’d follow. The filly I recently remembered as Applejack's sister, Apple Bloom, was getting scared. I hoped we'd find a way out fast. Eventually, I stopped. The mare seemed to have gone completely! I sat on my haunches, and caught my breath. What was I doing!? They were probably just nightmares. I cut myself, called myself worthless, hadn't eaten, and left all because I had silly nightmares. Apple Bloom gave me a worried look, "Is everythin' okay?" I smiled and nodded. But I couldn't stop the fear. I knew in my heart I was going to do something evil. I just didn't know what. Finally, I gave a sigh of defeat. I wanted to see them, my friends. I turned around and felt a wave of dread. I was even more lost. But I heard something. I heard talking. It was faint, but it was noticeable. I turned back around and ran as fast as I could. I jumped out of a bush, and looked up. And what I saw made me smile. I saw a small town. A Sunny Town. Author's Note Sorry if it was a bit fast. I hope you like it! Next stop! Sunny Town!
Killed In Sunny Town?{Third PoV} Fourth Wall beamed. And so did Apple Bloom. The pink clone trotted towards the town, and was suddenly greeted by an Earth Pony stallion with a black mane, and grey coat. His eyes were hidden behind his eyelids in a big smile. He spoke in a higher pitch than a normal stallion, but wasn’t girly by any means. “Ha ha! Why hi there! Welcome to Sunny Town!” He said cheerily. “Um, thanks. But who are you?” Fourth Wall asked. His smile broadens, “Grey Hoof at your service. Celebration Planner Extraordinaire!” Through his whole speech, he never opened his eyes. Fourth Wall was getting nervous, so she tried turning around to leave, but Grey Hoof jumped in front of her, “The party just started, help yourselves to food and drinks.” Apple Bloom smiled. She jumped off Fourth’s back and ran to the pink clothed table. She started eating all kinds of food. After a bit, she gave me a curious look, “Ya gonna eat?” Fourth Wall said nothing. Something inside her was telling her they shouldn’t eat the food, and shouldn’t be in the town. Fourth chuckled, “I’m not hungry. I ate cake for breakfast.” Apple Bloom looked unconvinced, but dropped it and continued eating. Fourth wasn’t smiling anymore. She saw a Earth Pony mare with a silver coat and orange mane. She was hunched over, so Fourth Wall couldn’t see her eyes. She mumbled to herself, and Fourth barely heard. “He hasn’t said a word to me all night.” She sighed. Fourth Wall felt sorry for the mare, and an idea came to her mind! The pink pony trotted over to Apple Bloom. “Hey, stay here. I’ll be back, and be careful.” The only indication that the filly gave was a single nod. With that, Fourth Wall went deeper into town. She didn’t need to go far, because the closest building to the party had a sad looking Earth Pony stallion. Tan coat, dark blue mane, and blue eyes. He saw Fourth Wall, and spoke, “Hello…” “What’s wrong.” ‘Was everyone an Earth Pony?’ “Oh, nothing.” Fourth Wall narrowed her eyes, “Fine. Over there is Starlet. I was going to give her a gift tonight. But I lost it! It was so pretty too…” A gift? Pinkie had taught her about parties and gifts. But why was it a big deal? He sat down and sulked. Fourth Wall trotted even deeper into the town. I noticed something. None of them had a cutie mark. I saw a brown stallion(Earth Pony, no surprise), with a caramel colored mane and eyes. She walked up to him. “Why doesn't anyone in this town have a cutie mark?” He raised an eyebrow, “Cutie what? Sorry ma’am, I have no clue what you're talking about.” He turned around and started muttering random things. Two things stuck out of that conversation. One was he didn't know what a cutie mark was, which was unsettling to say the least. And he called her ma’am. What did that even mean? She stepped away from the weird stallion and walked away. She circled the building and found a green coated, green maned mare that looked like Pinkie with the hairstyle, and blue eyes. “I didn’t know ponies lived in the Everfree Forest.” “You are not the first visitor to say that. We’ve got everything we need right here, so we rarely -if ever- leave.” She smiled. Furth was even more unnerved. She thought she had heard about Sunny Town, but neither of her teachers taught her about towns and/or city’s. Her breathing became harder, and she had to cut her conversation with the mare off. Fourth Wall trotted into the back of the town. A dark path lead to an old cabin. Fourth Wall checked the door. Locked. She had a weird feeling and checked the well. Sure enough, something shiny was at the bottom. Fourth turned around and left. She stepped back into the town. She had a feeling that she needed to get into there. She trotted back, but something shined in her eyes. Fourth went over and picked it up. It was a red gem. ‘Very pretty… Maybe that guy could give this to Starlet.’ She picked it up with her mouth, and continued. She reached the party, and saw the guy with a blue mane still in front of the house. Fourth Wall want up to him. He looked up at her, and brightened up, “You found it!” Fourth shrugged, “Whatever. Here.” She let it drop into her hoof, and handed it to him. He took it and smiled, “Thank you! Thank you so much!” He ran over to Starlet. Fourth Wall followed and listened. He gave her the gem shyly, and she seemed surprised. She looked teary eyed, “Oh Roneo, you shouldn’t have! Your love is all I need.” They hugged. Roneo turned to Fourth Wall smiling, “Thank you again!” They seemed happy, and Fourth Wall didn’t want to ruin the moment. Love? What was that? Was it some kind of friendship? Fourth went over to a sleeping Apple Bloom and picked her up. As sweet as that was, the pink mare didn’t trust any of them. Fourth was about to leave the town, but there was an urge to go into the house Roneo was at. She quickly went there, and made sure no one was watching. When she was sure, she slipped in. Boxes and crates were everywhere, and Fourth Wall had to move silver ones to get to the end. As she got closer, she heard sobbing. This made Fourth go harder, and she found a silver mare with a dark red mane and eyes. A crank was in front so Fourth Wall picked it up. She walked to the mare. And listened to her. “It isn’t right… This is not right! The same thing again and again and again!” She cried. Fourth Wall’s heart felt weak, and all she wanted to do was hug this mare. And she did. She seemed surprised, but eased into the hug. After a bit, she calmed down. Fourth Wall rubbing her hoof up and down the mares back motherly. “What’s your name?” The mare sniffled, “Mitta… My names Mitta…” Fourth smiled, “That’s a lovely name. What’s the problem?” Mitta hesitated, “Go to the cabin on the other side of town. The answer is there…” “I’ll be back, okay?” Mitta sniffed again, but nodded. Fourth gave her another hug, and left the building. Once again nopony saw her, and she trotted to the back of the town. She reached the back of the town again, and arrived at the cabin. She used the crank on the well, and fished out a rusty key. She picked it up, and Apple Bloom seemed to wake up. “Wha-” Fourth Wall patted her on the head and Apple Bloom seemed to calm down. She nestled herself on Fourth Wall’s back, getting comfy. Fourth sighed. She didn’t intend for her to be a luxury ride…. She shook her head, and paced the key in the door and turned it(With some difficulty), and trotted into the house. It was bare, except the fireplace and an old bed. The fireplace was lit, and a low fire wasn’t doing its job of keeping the place warm. A cold chill went down Fourth’s spin. Apple Bloom jumped off, and the two walked slowly towards the fire. Every fiber in Fourth Wall was wanting to get out of there, but something inside of her told her to continue. “I don’t think anythings in here. Nothing. But…” Apple Bloom was cut off as the cabin went dark. The only thing seen was a demonically red fireplace. The two saw a skeleton corpse in it. Fourth Wall knew who it was, but she didn’t know how she did. Apple Bloom seemed to know too, as she cried, “NO NO NO NO NO!!!” Fourth took a hold of the filly and hugged her tightly. Trying to hide her from the body. It couldn’t be. The mare that Fourth Wall followed was dead, and had been for a while. Fourth trew Apple Bloom onto her back, and galloped out. It was night, and the forest was hard to navigate. They arrived at the town, but everyone was missing. Fourth had to focus on keeping Apple Bloom safe. Was that what Mitta was talking about? Did the townsponies do that? Fourth Wall had to find Mitta, and FAST! There were new obstacles in Fourth Wall’s path. She maneuvered through them and got a bit further, when Grey Hoof’s voice was heard. “There was no other way. She was going to spoil the party.” He sounded different. Almost like a gargle. Fourth almost threw up. This was reminding her of her nightmare. But this was 100% real! And they were in danger. Apple Bloom was shaking, so Fourth Wall ran as fast as possible. She almost reached the halfway point, when black bones and flesh came out of the ground. The monster trotted towards them, but Fourth was frozen. The stench of rotting flesh and decaying reached the pairs noses, and their faces contorted. The monster spoke, and Fourth Wall recognised her as the green mare. “The curse had befallen her this very night. She had the mark! She had to go!” Fourth gagged and the what the monster said. The mark… She meant the cutie mark! She was killed for her talent? Fourth HAD to find Mitta and get out. The monster that used to be a green mare stay’d still. Fourth Wall trotted around her, and once she was a safe distance away, she galloped as fast as she could. Another appeared, and started walking towards the two. Fourth saw a boulder and rammed into it. She pushed and pushed, and even Apple Bloom pushed. As they did, the sound of the brown stallion caught them by surprise. “Please, don’t leave. We will never let the same happen to you!” It took little time to get it out of the way, and the two ran as fast as they could. Another one appeared, this one fast, but didn’t see them. Fourth Wall and Apple Bloom ran right, and it followed. They were able to get away from it, and escaped the halfway point of the town. The two entered the house, and ran through the crates to Mitta. She too had become a monster, though she looked scared. “P- Please don’t be scared. I don’t want to hurt you! I’m n-not like the others!” “What’s going on?” Fourth Wall asked with a shaky voice. Mitta sighed, “Years ago. There was a filly named Ruby. She lived here like everypnoy else. But one day, a mark appeared on her flank. Grey Hoof and the others thought it was a disease, s-so they k-k-k-killed her.” Mitta broke down. Fourth wanted to comfort her, but she wasn’t sure if touching Mitta would harm them. They heard loud banging, then the shattering of a door. ‘Uh-oh...’ Mitta turned to Fourth Wall, “Get out, I’ll hold them off!” “No! I’m not leaving you here, w-” “Go, before it's too late.” “But…” Fourth Wall shed a tear, and nodded. Apple Bloom jumped onto her back, as the crate in front of them exploded, and one of the monsters stood there, growling. “Please! All we want if friendship!” Fourth didn’t care about who this one was, and ran around it to get to the door. The monster tried to grab them, but Mitta jumped it, and they resettled. “GO!” Mitta yelled, and was bit on the throat. She screamed, but Fourth couldn’t stop herself from running, and Apple Bloom sobbed. They seemed safe, until one of the monsters rammed into Fourth Wall, knocking Apple Bloom off. Another came out of nowhere and pinned Fourth to the ground. Fourth Wall could only watch as the other monster ripped Apple Bloom’s right eye out, and she screamed as blood poured out. Fourth Wall’s heart broke, and a tear fell. Mitta, and Apple Bloom would die for nothing. “Help…” She squeaked. Author's Note Is Apple Bloom gonna die? Is Mitta gonna die? Am I going to brake your hearts? Maybe... Grey Hoof Roneo Starlet Gladstone Three Leaf Mitta And Ruby do not belong to my.
Out Of The WoodsAuthor's Note Warning: This chapter contains spoilers for 'Hooves of Ice'. I'd like to thank 'Fictional Fan' for doing this for me. PS: I wont be writing for a bit. I'll be on the road. It might take me a while. Sorry... Out Of The Woods Blood Cleaver’s POV Blood Cleaver was not having the best of times in the void. Pursuing Black was no easy task as he had left traps waiting for her in the infinite abyss. Even if slowed down she was making good time, but this one peculiar collection of ice magic was better to avoid completely. And so she did. As Blood Cleaver flew around the big collection of probably more than lethal ice magic, she accidentally brushed a nearby universe. And as soon as she did she heard a plea, “Help…” came a squeak of a female voice “Please…”, Blood Cleaver immediately recognized the voice. Pinkie Pie! Unable to ignore the call for help, Blood Cleaver dove right into the universe she was outside of, she had plenty of time to catch up to Black. A small detour would be nothing. After all, time didn’t really exist in the void. 3rd Person The two seemed safe at the moment, so Fourth Wall slowed down. She was getting tired. As she slowed however, she suddenly felt something ram into her, and Apple Bloom went flying off her back. One of the monsters had snuck up on them. Fourth Wall tried getting up, but another one came out of nowhere and pinned her down. It’s red eyed bore into hers, but Fourth looked away. She looked at Apple Bloom, and saw the one that rammed into her holding the small filly. It slammed its hoof into her right eye, and pulled. Apple Bloom screamed in pain. It continued to pull, until a ripping sound filled the air and Apple Bloom’s screaming turned into shrieking, and with one final tug, the eye was out, and blood poured out of the socket. A tear formed on Fourth Wall’s face, “Help…” She squeaked, “Please…” The monster on top of her prepared to bite her, but before it could it was suddenly hit by something from the side and it was sent flying. “Get your filthy hooves off of her!” Shouted the angry voice of… Pinkie Pie? Another hit could be heard from the monster attacking Applebloom, getting hit sky high by the new arrival. Fourth Wall’s hope returning, thinking her friend Pinkie Pie had come to their rescue. As she got up and saw her rescuer she saw that that wasn’t really the case. Standing there, crouched over Applebloom was a bipedal being, clothed in black, with black and pink mane, furrless skin and strange forelegs ending in small, short tentacles. “Oh, dear… What did they do?” The creature said. “Applebloom, can you hear me?” it asked with a voice almost completely identical to Pinkie Pie’s. Applebloom didn’t respon. She seemed to have passed out due to the pain. Fourth Wall cleared her throat quietly, scared stiff. “Don’t worry, I’ll get you fixed right up… I’ll just make sure you’ll sleep through it. Now this won’t hurt… for me.” The creature said as it put it’s weird foreleg on Appleblooms head and a light shone from the small tentacles for a short amount of time before going out. Next the creature made a few gestures and a glowing circle appeared above Applebloom. Fourth Wall noticing that the bleeding had stopped. Next the creature whispered something to itself and all the spilled blood in the area seemed to play back its recent actions in slowmotion. The blood slowly crept back towards the still filly and started filling the eye socket, making Applebloom squirm in her sleep. The blood started moving faster and change color, and seemingly doing something to the filly. Before Fourth Wall could ask the creature what it was doing she saw it, from the swirling mass of blood that filled the eye socket an eye started to emerge. Her words caught in her throat Fourth Wall kept silent. As soon as the eye started to form from the blood, the creature frowned, now came the most horrid part, to connect the nerves. As the eye began to fill most of the socket Applebloom suddenly began to scream. The scream was louder than anything Fourth Wall had ever heard and forced her to put her hooves over her ears. As the screaming ended, Fourth Wall looked back towards Applebloom. The filly now seemed to be having a peaceful rest, no traces of blood upon her. “Well, now that that’s over, I think introductions are in order.” The creature spoke as it turned towards Fourth Wall. “Hello. My name is Blood Cleaver. May I know yours?” Blood Cleaver asked. “I- I’m Fourth Wall… Thank you for saving us.” Fourth took a deep breath. She shuddered at the cold air, and checked her backpack for something and pulled a small blanket out. She draped it over the filly, and sighed. “No problem. I’m always one for helping. May I ask what that was about? That was not a pleasant welcome committee.” Blood cleaver said, pulling out a cloak for Fourth Wall to use in the cold weather. “Thank you…” She took it, and pulled it over herself. “Those were the residence of Sunny Town. A horrible town of murderers that kill anyone who enters, or has a cutie mark.” Fourth rubbed her wrists absentmindedly, and coughed. ‘All this rotten flesh is getting to me.’ She thought. “That’s horrible! How can the Princesses allow such a town to even exist?!” Blood Cleaver shouted in disbelief. Fourth Wall tilted her head, then it hit her, “They most likely don't know. I didn’t know until today. We are in the Everfree Forest, so she probably never even heard of it. But I was just born a couple day’s ago, so I don’t know...” “I see. But when you say born, don’t you mean transported? You’re a Displaced after all. Or don’t you remember?” Blood Cleaver asked, worry apparent on her face. Fourth tilted her head, “Displaced? I thought I was a clone. I did wonder why I had the knife when I came out… Is Displaced your race? I think I recognize your looks, but I don’t think I am one…” “No, my race is Human. It appears your memories really are cluttered, do you mind if I take a look? I might be able to restore them for you. And then I’ll explain the Displaced. Sounds good?” Blood Cleaver asked, as she looked at Fourth Wall with a smile. “I don’t know what you’ll find, but alright.” Fourth stepped closer. As she did, Blood Cleaver closed her eyes and put her foreleg on top of Fourth’s head. Memories suddenly started flooding through her mind at break neck speed, to fast to really experience any of them, but still enough to see pictures of different objects and colors. As soon as the surge began it stopped. Blood Cleaver taking her hand away from Fourth’s head. “Okay. I took a quick look, I’ll be able to give you some of your memories back, but not all of them. It seems they are bound with your mind in some way, I don’t want to risk them damaging anything so I’ll leave them be, but I’ll help you get all the safe ones back. What do you say?” Blood Cleaver asked Fourth Wall. “If I had a life before this, I want to see as much as I can. Yes.” Fourth rubbed her wrist, Blood Cleaver noticing the scars. “Dear Celestia, what happened to you? Did those monsters do this to you?” She asked with worry in her voice. Forgetting about her own offer as her hatred for those creatures grew. “N- no… I did them… I… have problems… It's nothing, I’m over them anyway…” Fourth hid her hooves in shame. She didn’t want Cleaver to know about her nightmares for fear of getting scolded like Nurse Redheart did. “Oh, I see. I’m not going to ask then, it is your own business, just… it concerns me, and probably your friends as well. But enough about that. Come over here and I’ll get to reawakening a few of your memories.” Blood Cleaver said and gestured for Fourth Wall to get a little bit closer. Fourth did as she was told, and got as close a she could. With no regard for awkwardness, she was right against the human’s legs. She looked up, awaiting what was next. “Don’t worry, I won’t see any of your memories. And it won’t hurt.” she said as she put her hand against Fourth Wall’s forehead and unleashed the memory block in her mind. Releasing a dam of memories. The one memory that was the most memorable and relevant was a large convention, with a lot of people. Fourth was in front of a booth, and held a leather copy of Dashie’s cutie mark, and the knife she had. Suddenly, she was in water, and couldn’t move, then she got out, and forgot. “I- I- I- I- … Displaced?” She asked, wanting to learn. The memories were funny and weird, plus, she remembered some friends and family… But not her real name. Something with an M… perhaps? “Ah, so you remembered something. Alright, let me try and explain the Displaced. The Displaced, also known as “dimensionally misplaced” are beings like you” she pointed At Fourth, “and me.” she pointed to herself “who have been placed in a world not their own, usually by having bought some form of trinket or item from a shady figure. My circumstances are somewhat different from the norm, but most Displaced were transported the same way. Most times the newly Displaced individual will gain powers or memories afflicted with the object they bought. It’s different for all Displaced, but some lose their own memories, like you. Others become a blend between themselves and the new individual and some are nearly unaffected. But all the Displaced have one thing in common, no matter how they became a Displaced. They all find themselves in Equestria. Not the same one of course, they are all spread out in the multiverse in their own versions. Does that explain the Displaced good enough?” Blood Cleaver asked as she ended her explanation. Fourth Wall nodded, “Wow! So there are others out there! I have two questions. One, how if yours different? And two, how did you get here?” “Two very excellent questions. For starters, I didn’t become a Displaced by buying anything, I was already living in Equestria. However, I was out one day in the Everfree and got caught in a fight between two Displaced, one fighting to protect our universe, the other one only wanted to destroy the planet and everyone on it. I got so mad that I got involved in the fight. Thanks to my magic I eventually defeated the Displaced, but I won by using some very powerful magic that killed him, and his powers were absorbed by me. And that’s how I achieved my Displaced status. The other Displaced became my teacher and close friend, she explained the Displaced to me and a few years later here I am.” “But how I got here is also an excellent question. Normally travel between worlds isn’t easy, or in some cases even impossible. But that is something that doesn't apply to the Displaced. As the Displaced are tainted with void particles from being Displaced, they have their essence already exposed. By creating something called a token, or a totem, whatever you prefer to call them, the Displaced can traverse the void and enter other worlds. The tokens appear in other universes by themselves, usually guided by the creators wishes. Whenever you come across a token, that means you’ll be able to call upon them. However, sometimes tokens don’t work properly and malfunktion, and instead of summoning a Displaced to your own world, you get dragged into theirs. Some even do it by choice.” “I myself however have chosen to travel directly through the void and happened to come across your universe as I heard your plea for help. I just simply couldn’t ignore and decided to help out. Did you get all that?” Blood Cleaver asked having ranted through her explanation, seemingly in one single breath. Fourth Wall didn’t reply for a second, then she nodded rapidly. She looked up at Blood Cleaver, “Thank you so much. Two more. Is your real name Blood Cleaver? And could I make a totem?” “Alright. My name is officially Blood Cleaver, it’s not my original name, but I had to change it because of circumstances. And yes, every Displaced can make their own totem. All they have to do is choose an object and pour some of their own energy into it, recite a short message for other Displaced to hear once they find the totem and then send it off into the void. The more afflicted the object is to yourself, the easier the creation of the token becomes.” Blood Cleaver explained. Fourth Wall remembered something she wanted to get rid of, and it seemed unique. She took her backpack off and searched through it, and found it. She pulled out a cyan piece of flesh with Rainbow Dash’s Cutie Mark on it. “It isn’t the real thing! I swear! I bought it and got sent here with it!” Fourth Wall defended. Blood Cleaver stared at the object for a moment before speaking her mind. “I believe you, but I don’t think it would be a good idea to have it as a totem. There are some less than friendly Displaced out there, and I think you would be instantly judged by such a totem. Maybe if we transform it into something else.” Blood Cleaver suggested after explaining why using a piece of flesh, skin and someone’s cutie mark would be a bad idea. “How about a bouncy ball? I like that. You?” “Yeah, that sounds better. Give it here, I’ll see what I can do.” Blood Cleaver said. Receiving the unpleasant trinket she shuddered but quickly composed herself again. Looking at the piece of flesh, it soon began to move, seemingly on it’s own accord and regained some of it’s color that it had lost from not being a part of something living any more. The edges of the piece soon came together and formed a perfect sphere. Transforming into rubber the cyan ball became less lifelike, but still wearing Rainbow Dash’s cutie mark. As soon as Blood Cleaver was done she handed it back to Fourth Wall. “Here, I made sure it wasn’t made of organic material anymore. Don’t want to scare any sensitive Displaced with it after all.” She said. Fourth Smiled. Her face scrunched up, “So now what? I’ve got what the totem will be, but how is it going to relay anything? Or summon me?” “That part actually works out completely by itself. It’s like reality wants you to create one. Just put some personal energy into it and speak a phrase. Said phrase should be absorbed into the totem for others to hear. It will also automatically bind to you and work as intended… most of the time. So don’t worry too much about it.” Fourth Wall nodded. She closed her eyes and scrunched her face even more. After a bit, it glowed purple, and Fourth Wall spoke. “Hello… My name is Fourth Wall. If you need help, I’ll come and LAY A SMACK DOWN- Sorry, I don’t know where that came from. I will help you, anyway I can… As… as long as you aren’t mean…” The ball stopped glowing, and Fourth Wall looked to Blood Cleaver, “How was that?” “It was an honest message, and it relays the meaning well enough. So it’s fine. Don’t worry, I’ve heard some truly terrible ones in my days and your’s is all right. Now then, want me to help you send it off, or you want to try it yourself?” Blood Cleaver asked. “I’d like to try. But I don’t know how to.” “Just imagine stretching yourself out, past this world and think of what kind of Displaced you would like the totem to reach. And then let the totem go into the void, just simply let it go.” Fourth Wall closed her eyes and focused on what Blood Cleaver said, and let go… Only to get hit in the face by the rubber totem. It did so three times before it jumped out of the sight, disappearing into the void. Fourth held her snout, “I should have asked for a non-bouncing ball…” Blood Cleaver giggled a little at Fourth Wall’s miss fortune. “Well, now that we got that situated, maybe we should get little Applebloom here back to Ponyville?” Blood Cleaver suggested, pointing at the sleeping filly as a small portal to the void opened up and dropped a small cyan colored bouncy ball with a cutie mark on it, right into Blood Cleavers hand. “Wow, seems I qualify for being your friend. Here, take my token as well.” Blood Cleaver said as she put the ball away and gave Fourth Wall her own token, a black knife with an red edge and handle, each side of the blade having a crimson rune. “If you ever need my help, just hold this and call my name, and I’ll be over right away.” Fourth Wall took the blade, thanking Blood Cleaver for it, “I needed something to defend myself while Dashie has my blade. Thank you again for saving me and Applebloom… Friend…” Fourth seemed to have difficulty saying that word. She thought it, but nobody ever said that they were friends. Even Pinkie Pie said something like, ‘I’m your auntie Pinkie!’ Or something, but saying friend was new. Even when she was a human. Fourth picked up the yellow filly, “I’ll take care of her. I don’t think the monsters will get us.” “Alright, want me to help you find your way towards Ponyville? I can fly up and take a look. Besides, you’ll have to explain to her family why her eye is now a gray color instead of her usual one. Maybe I should come with you to help out with that?” Blood Cleaver offered to help. Fourth Wall froze, she didn’t even think of that. “Yeah. I don’t even know where they live. And I’d love the company.” “Good, friends need to stay together anyways, don’t they?” Blood Cleaver asked as she smiled towards Fourth Wall. “I’ll be back in a minute. “ She said as she suddenly floated upwards and flew up to look out for Ponyville. It was a relatively small distance to the town, and Cleaver could see at the opposite end a small cluster of buildings. Cleaver saw some movement close to their location. It appeared to be a pony, one trying to get away from more of the monsters she had beat up as she came into this reality. Remembering what Fourth Wall said about them attacking ponies she decided she should help. She let go of her flight and jumped down between the rotten monsters and the escaping pony. “Hey you, bone bags. Why don’t you chew on this?” She shouted as she charged a kii-blast and shot them all with just a single blast. Sending them blasting off through the air, spreading their body parts all over the town. Turning around she took a look at the hurt mare. “Are you alright miss?” She asked her. The mare nodded, “Th- Thank you…” Her figure was hunched over like Fluttershy, but seemed more ashamed then shy. “Do you know if a pink mare and a f- filly got out of the town?” Blood Cleaver noticed the injuries. A large bite on her neck, her left hind leg looked broken, several deep cuts and bruises over her body, and a large amount blood dripping down her head. She swayed, looked about ready to pass out. “Yes. They are both safe. Let me help you, I can heal you with my magic.” Blood Cleaver said, as she used a simple spell to determine the mare’s condition and make sure whatever those monsters were wasn’t infectious. Cleansing viruses was not a pleasant thing. Mitta got closer, but collapsed. She wasn’t out, but she wouldn’t be able to do anything. Then Blood Cleaver realized that Fourth Wall was vulnerable. Quickly healing the mare so that she wouldn’t die, Blood Cleaver started flying back towards where she let Fourth Wall and Applebloom. But not before giving the mare instructions to follow her. As she landed by Fourth wall she recalled where she’d seen Ponyville in the distance. “We’re actually not to far away from Ponyville. I also saw a mare, she seemed to know you.” Blood Cleaver said. “Mitta!? Is she okay!?” Fourth asked quietly, not wanting to wake the little one. “Yes, she’s alright, she was a little banged up but I healed her somewhat with my magic. So she should be alright.” “Okay… Then let us get out of this god forsaken forest…” Fourth Wall trotted towards the direction Cleaver had indicated. She smiled, and hummed winter wrap up. She started getting louder and louder, until she was whispering, “Winter wrap up, winter wrap up! Let’s finish our holiday cheer!” She stopped and blushed, “Sorry. Dashie taught me that song… Fun tune!” “Yeah, I remember singing that one… Want to hear another good one? Let’s see… What would be a good one…” Blood Cleaver thought out loud before she smiled and began singing another song, replacing a few words to better suit the fact that she was the one singing it and not the original singer. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lQKaAlMNvm8 Fourth Wall started singing along too. She was the background voices, and did some funny things like pull an eye patch out of a tree(Pinkie put it there…), and when Mitta reached them, Fourth Wall tried getting her to sing too… To which she kindly denied. “Gosh I love music!” Yelled Fourth Wall. Her smile was as big as Pinkie’s, with her mane and color matching. “I’m glad you like it. Music is a big part of Equestria after all. No matter where you go, you will most definitely end up singing together with other ponies along the way. It really is something to calm the nerves and bring everyone together.” Blood Cleaver commented. “Sorry, I don’t think we properly introduced ourselves. I am Blood Cleaver, may I ask your name Miss…” Blood Cleaver asked Mitta. “Mitta. Nice to meet you too.” Mitta gave a small smile. “So, you’re coming with us to Ponyville Mitta? Or are you going someplace else, like Canterlot or Manehattan?” Blood Cleaver asked, curious about the mares intentions. “I think I’ll stay with Fourth Wall and Applebloom. I don’t think Sunny Town is done with us yet.” Fourth Wall groaned, “I knew it wasn’t going to be that easy!” “They won't attack tonight or tomorrow. They need to pull themselves together, then they’ll retaliate. But we’ll think of a plan.” “Ah, so those blasts give you about two days worth of peace… How long would it take them to recover if I simply blew up the entire little town of theirs?” Blood Cleaver asked, charging a small kii-ball in her hand to demonstrate. “It would do little than singe the town. The whole place is cursed.” Mitta said, “I wish it was as simple as that.” “Don’t worry Blood. We’ll be okay! I’ve got a weapon, and we have time to get those… Elements of Harmony!” Fourth Wall assured. “Oh, you have knowledge of the elements. Was it a part of the memories you got back? I’m glad you’re remembering stuff. And using the elements does sound like a good idea. Just be careful, curses aren’t something to take too lightly.” Blood Cleaver said as they neared the outskirts of the Everfree forest, Ponyville clearly visible not to far off. “Sort of, Pinkie told me her, Dashie, and four others have magical macguffins that ward off evil, but I do think I remember them before then. My memories are kind of foggy, so I’ll need to sort through them to understand all of it.” Fourth said, stepped out of the Forest. Mitta, having no idea what they were talking about, took Applebloom and trotted to the side. “Yeah, it’ll take some time. But your memories will eventually align properly. As long as no on one tries to forcefully rearrange them that is. But if someone does, you’d know instantly.” Blood Cleaver said as she continued towards a dirt road not to far off. The three arrived at the farm, “I’ll be over there. Be careful.” Mitta said, giving the filly to Fourth again. Fourth Wall nodded, and knocked. There was a rustle, and a, “I’ll be there ‘n a minute!” Coming from what Fourth guessed was Applejack. Fourth looked at Cleaver, then the door, then she looked at Cleaver again with wide eyes. “Human! No. Can’t let- no!” Fourth freaked. She might have reacted positively, but Applejack was like Rainbow: Stubborn. “Hide!” A bit surprised but still obediente Blood Cleaver did just that. With a quick flash of magic she was nowhere to be seen. In her stead stood a pony, looking much like Fourth Wall, but instead of a pink mane, hers was black and flat by default, and her cutie mark was the same rune that was on the knife that was her token. Fourth Wall sighed, and just then, a messy maned Applejack stood in the doorway, “Pinkie! What in tarnation are ya doin ‘ere!? Applebloom’s missin, an-” She was cut off when she saw said filly on the pink mares back. “Where was she!?” “In the Everfree Forest! I checked there and found this mare-” Fourth gestured to Blood Cleaver, “-who helped me. Something was wrong with AB’s eye, and Cleaver-” Once again, she gestured to Cleaver, “- Fixed it! It’ll look funny for a bit, but it’ll be fine!” Fourth Wall took a gulp of air. Blood Cleaver nodded. “It was in extremely bad shape, it is fine now, but it’ll be sensitive for some time and her iris will be gray until it’s color matures and returns. I’m not sure how long it will take, but it will at most take a year for it to return to normal. I also removed her memories of whatever did it to her. The pain is too much for a filly her age to bear. You will have to come up with something to explain her eye, or if you wish, tell her the truth.” Blood Cleaver explained calmly. Applejack seemed shocked. But suddenly hugged Cleaver. Fourth Wall seemed a bit confused about the sudden affection from the mare. Applejack ended the hug, “Thank ya so much. I don’t know what I’d do if Applebloom was hurt that badly and…” AJ didn’t finish. Fourth Wall patted her back, and said, “She’ll be fine! Here, take this eyepatch!” Fourth Wall pulled the eyepatch she grabbed during the song and handed it over to AJ. The farmer was about to ask, but decided against it. She wished the two a good night and took Applebloom inside. “I’ll check on her tomorrow. Will she remember things before the… eye thing?” Fourth asked as the two got farther away from the farm. “Yes, she’ll remember most of the things. But she won’t be able to remember the pain or exactly what happened. She might remember being attacked, but it will most likely be blurry for her.” Blood Cleaver explained. “So, do you have any place to stay? I will have to leave soon and I would like to leave you in capable hooves before I depart.” Blood Cleaver said. Fourth shrugged, “I’ll figure something out. Mitta and I can find a temporary place… Maybe a box…” Mitta sighed, “No money, nopony knows we exist, and a bunch of psychotic zombies want to kill us… Swell…” “I know! Isn’t it exciting!?” Fourth squealed, only to realize what she had just said “Where did THAT come from?” Blood Cleaver just chuckled. “That would be your inner Pinkie. You’re not completely who you used to be, you have some of the traits associated with Pinkie Pie blending together with your own. Also, here,” Blood Cleaver said as she took out a small bag. “This should be enough bits for a while. So food and house room shouldn’t be a problem, that is if they have hotels in this Ponyville…” Blood Cleaver said. Fourth Wall smiled, “Maybe that was the person I was. I’d hate to be someone I’m not, though I guess that’s too late. And thank you SO much! We’ll see if they do!” Mitta took the bits with her mouth. Fourth pulled out something from her backpack. It looked like a Pistol, “Here, I don’t need this. No fingers! Heh… I think my old self bought a BUNCH of things from Comic-Con before I went somewhere else and I got sent here!” Fourth tried tossing it, but it failed. By hitting Mitta in the head. The pistol looked like it would fit in a Steampunk convention. Blood Cleaver picked up the gun and inspected it. “Well… While I don’t really find any use in a gun, I do tend to find myself in the most ridiculous of situations. I guess it could still come in handy.” She said as she pocketed the gun somewhere. Even though she was wearing neither a backpack nor saddlebags. “I guess this is goodbye for now then. See ya. I would stay longer, but I have a corrupted Displaced to catch. May the Elements work out for you!” She said as she started to trotted away, disappearing over a nearby hill. “Well… I hope she’ll be okay…” Mitta said. She turned to Fourth Wall, seeing her flat mane’d and teary eyed. “I didn’t get to say goodbye…” Mitta sighed, “Are you always going to have mood swings?” “YES! The memories are giving me a headache! I can’t think straight and I feel needy and sappy!” Fourth Wall began crying as Mitta threw Wall on to her back and looked for a hotel. A couple ponies that stayed up that late saw the sobbing mare, but didn’t give it much thought other than, “Just Pinkie being Pinkie…” Nopony noticing the small note hanging off her backpack. I’m not any good with goodbyes, so let’s settle for a “see you later”. - Blood Cleaver.
Plans*Super-Short(Sorry)*Author's Note I haven't had the time to write, but I'll try and fix my schedule. If I had one... But I'll be working hard from now on! Plans*Super-Short(Sorry)* {Third PoV} And there was none. Well, none that weren’t booked anyway. Apparently there was a coronation, and the ‘purple killer’ as Fourth called her, was now a Princess. That just made the mare all the more scared. Fourth Wall and Mitta settled for an empty alleyway with two trash cans(thank god they weren’t full). The two slept next to one another to keep warm, but that didn’t help much. When they woke up, Fourth didn’t feel good. Luckily she didn’t have a cold. They’d need all the pony power they could muster for taking down Sunny Town. Then there was this ‘Displaced’ thing. How or why would anypony need her? Sure she had some of Pinkie’s powers over physics, and even some skill with knives(though how, she wasn’t sure). But how would that help someone who was fighting something even Blood Cleaver couldn’t face? She shook the thought out of her head. “That was tough on my stomach…” Fourth mumbled, to which Mitta nodded. “We need to get something to help use. I think I got a cramp…” Mitta lazily stood up. The front of her red mane was sticking up. Fourth Wall laughed her flank off. “What’s so…” The undead pony looked up, a sighed. “Not funny. We need to take care of Sunny Town, and I doubt we’ll get help by asking. We’ll need to get information.” Fourth finally calmed down, and sat back up. “What would we need? I’ve got a weapon, you got your… whatever, and we’re both earth ponies. I don’t think magic can help since we can’t use the stuff. What would we need to learn other than how to kill them, and even though they are scary and evil, I can’t just outright kill them. Even if I could… How are we going to beat them?” The pink mare's question made Mitta facehoof. She rubbed her face a bit, then asked, “What were we thinking? We should just leave before they overrun Ponyville!” Fourth gave Mitta a disapproving look. “No. My friends live here, and I’m going to protect them, and Apple Bloom.” Mitta gave Fourth a sad frown. “Look… There’s nothing we can do… I really wish there was…” But Fourth Wall didn’t cave. “I’m going into that forest tonight whether you're coming or not. I don’t even care if I die in the process. I’m going.” The two sat in silence. Neither wanted to break it, and Mitta was in turmoil. After ten minutes, she sighed. “Fine…” Fourth Wall suddenly smiled, and embraced the grey mare. Mitta was surprised, but didn’t reject. During the hug, Mitta saw Fourth Wall’s mane and tail were as poofy as Three Leaf’s. ‘Does this mare’s mane change between straight and poofy?’ The two finally broke apart, though Fourth was more reluctant. “I still think it’s a bad idea… But I have nothing to live for anyway, so why not?” Fourth ignored what Mitta said after the pause. “I think you should check the library and learn about curses. Maybe that’ll help with our resolve!” Mitta nodded. “And you?” Fourth Wall gained a sheepish grin. “I kinda want to check the town. I’ll pretend to be Pinkie, and I doubt they’ve been looking for me, so I’ll be fine.” Mitta didn’t seem to sure about that, but gave in with a nod. “Later!” Fourth said, hugging Mitta. The hug lasted four-point-two second, before the pink mare disappeared. Mitta shook her head as she looked around. “I need to figure out that mare...”
