Twilight watched the beastly man fall over the side with a sigh. She wasn’t in a condition to merely run at this point, not with the large gash in her left leg from one of the men in the square slashing her leg. At least she had been able to recover from the dog that bit her, at least a little bit. “You were able to do it before, why not now?”

Maybe because you know they keep responding? Because the woman is right that you’re bad at all of this? Really, what right do you have being a fighter? Aren’t you a scholar, Twilight? And what led to this? You trying to be that first phony title of yours; The Savior of Equestria. Yeah, the nobody from Canterlot can really do that, especially when she’s all by herself.

Twilight shut her eyes against her thoughts as she made her way down the stairs. She remembered the same conversations after she moved into Ponyville, when she had failed to defeat… No, everytime she failed, she remembered what she actually was. Just some stupid unicorn that liked to stay in a library. “And now look at the mess you’re in.”

“Raargh!”

Twilight’s eyes widened as she remembered about the man that was down here, and quickly turned the knob to the door beside her. She wasn’t ready to yank it open though, and so fell through it, toppling to the ground as she avoided the man’s attack. Looking up, she saw him pursuing, cutlass raised high. Her hand scrabbled for her cane as she watched the deadly arc, and gripped it hard when she found it.

Clang, shunk.

Twilight withdrew her cane from the stumbling man as she found her feet, and panted as he came back. This time, it was her now well trained sidestep, along with a smack into his abdomen, and then spearing his head. She winced at the sound of his grey matter being destroyed, and let out a sigh as he collapsed.

Looking around the new way, she noticed another man with an axe and a torch. He was above her, next to one of the street lights that littered the streets of this world. And he was just… standing. Twilight raised an eyebrow and put a foot onto the dead man’s back, but there was no response. “Sir?”

Still, no response.

She began to walk up the steps, smiling as she did so. “Sir, you would not believe how happy I am to see you. So few friendly faces are out tonigh-”

“Rawr!”

Twilight blinked as it rose it’s torch, and she grit her teeth as tears came to her eyes. Though, that may have also been due to the heat of the flame as her face felt the fire. She let out a scream as she stepped back, before swinging wildly, and knocking the fire out of his hand as she almost cut off his hand. She didn’t let up now, feeling some of the burns heal as she hacked him apart.

“I. AM. DONE. FIGHTING!”

She thrust into what was left of the man, only to feel her blade meet stone, and for her arms to ring out in pain from the impact. The blade fell to the ground as she hit her knees, and she sank into the remains of the man. She turned to her blood stained hands as the tears wouldn’t stop now. They used to be clean. They used to think of violence as the absolute last resort, and now… Now she would never be able to get them clean.

She wrapped her hands around her, her whole body shaking as she tried to shut it all out. Maybe if she wished hard enough, when she opened her eyes, she would be back in Equestria, safe and sound, and away from all of this horror. If she just wished, and wished, and-

“Damn you, you crow wh-Urk!”

Twilight heard the slam of a body against a gate, and the slow retrieval of steel from the corpse. She could then hear panting above her, and looking up showed her an oddly dressed… woman? She wore a cloak of feathers, held two short knives in her hands, and her face was covered in the long beak of a medieval medical pony. They were quacks, more likely wanting to rip you off, or kill you, rather than help.

And now the woman spotted her, and held out a trembling hand. “Hunter, if… if you’re still good, please, give me one of your blood vials. Speak first though, as my vision seems to be a touch blurred.”

Twilight pulled out the packet that Gilbert had given her, and then turned back to the woman. Why did she want it? What did she mean by turned?

And why had she killed another sentient creature?

Author's Note

A)Turn away from her. Twilight may need the blood vial, and this woman can't be trusted.
B)Go up and give her the vial. She may know something that Twilight may know, or may just kill her.
C)Go up and run her through. She can't be trusted, and she is right next to Gilbert, who may be in danger by her presence.