The End of All Things

BE AWARE! THIS CHAPTER WILL BE REWRITTEN AS A GUARANTEE! I KNOW THERE ARE MANY PROBLEMS WITH IT, BE LENIENT ON THE CRITICISM FOR THIS CHAPTER.

To be honest, I believe that this 'Twilight Sparkle' may be more beneficial to me than I previously thought. I had originally planned on merely killing her and the drake and using the house as a staging ground for the Cycle, But then I remembered the Four P's of the Cycle, and how my neglect of them brought me into this predicament. And then I learned something... interesting. Twilight Sparkle has connections to both Celestia and her royal guard! Perhaps I should explain; we were at a picnic, her introducing me to her friends, when spike came rushing in as if his tail were on fire, and he... burped up a letter. It was more awkward for me than them. The letter was an invitation to the royal wedding between her brother and a 'princess' who I don't frankly care about, But when she started singing... I swear, I could hear Malice laughing his ass off.

So that brings us here, on a train, heading to the castle on the mountain, with a giant pink glowing ball around it. Joy. After several hours of Spike 'introducing' me to his comic books, we finally made it. And when we passed through the shield, I felt like I was set on fire. I obviously wasn't, but the pain just ignited every single nerve ending in this body, and it was all I could to to keep from screaming... much.

"Amiin! What happened?! Whats wrong?!" My answer was ear piercing, and expected. She cast some kind of spell on me, and all the pain faded from my body, as well as my consciousness. When I awoke, I was in another hospital. Joy. Looking around, there wasn't even an IV in my arm, what there was, was talking out side the room. I tried to use my magic to listen in, but I couldn't feel it, so I was forced to listen the old fashioned way.

"Yes princess, I know what it could mean, but, he's just a foal!

I know, Twilight, but it seems so strange.

But my magic was as intense if not more than his when i was at his age, maybe his special talent is magic too?

That could be the case, but still i fear...

I had heard enough. I'm not sure what this is about, but i'm not sure I want to be a part of this anymore... I should have known the universe wouldn't let it be that easy. Just as I was trying to get out of bed, they walked in, and it was as if time froze. I stared at them, they stared at me, I Stared At Them, They Stared At Me, I Stared At Them, They Stared At Me, I STARED AT THEM, THEY STARED AT ME... and then I fell off the bed, hitting my muzzle into the ground for the second time this week. Twilight at least had the decency to see if I was OK.

"Amiin, this is Princess Celestia" Said pony let out a warm smile. So, this was the one to watch out for, perhaps I could simply finish her off now and deal with the after effects later? I was in though for a while, and when I looked back, I could she her smile turn to a worried look. Realizing what happened, I decided now would be a good time to use my alibi, and test out my skills in pulling off the 'scared kid' act.

I started shaking my body, and it may have taken all of my pride, but I threw myself at her hooves blubbering, trying to make the act as convincing as possible. And by me, i'm sure I owed someone else pride after I spoke, "P-please" I cried, "I d-didn't m-mean ah-ah-anything! P-please, n-not the Whip aga-ah-ah-ain! I s-swear i-it won't happen again!" And I think it worked, The massive pony/horse was in a state of shock for a good ten seconds, while I continued to blubber at her hooves. 'Come on, do something. This is not what I want to be known as!' I thought to myself, and as if she could read my mind, I hope not, she keeled down and hugged me. Too close! and when I was trying to squirm out of her grasp, I felt Twilight hugging me from the back. It would seem I had alleviated the doubt about me, my plan worked perfectly. The shock of the moment prevented her from trying any mind magic on me, and the authenticity of the act was enough for the currently questionable mental state to stop suspecting me. And as I thought about it, I couldn't hear anything they said to me. this would have been an interesting day... If I hadn't sacrificed the only real thing I cared about to do it. I know for a fact, i'll never hear the end of this one.