The monster of Dr. Freundnstien

For as long as I have lived, none have ever dared to speak aloud the doctors’ name, but for in hushed tones and followed by an over-shoulder glance, for fear of bringing jinx upon themselves. Nor do they acknowledge the grand, looming estate, that once belonged to him, in which was birthed his wretch, and, in whose dreadful shadow the ponies of the village live.

For near a century, he has lain beneath the earth, left alone to his eternal sleep, and, they say, eternal dreams of madness and dark magics, and yet, few know of what truly happened on that night, the night for which even his ghost shall forever live in infamy. For in secret do families pass on this sacred rite, of the tale as it was always told by she who wholly saw the sight, by their father or their mother, when Lunas’ moon is at its height, with lanterns dimmed, and curtains drawn, and doors all locked up tight, of Dr. Marus Freundnstien, and his monsters final night...

It began however, long before the fateful night that would become his last, for another story’s end is where our story begins; fifty years prior, with the final death of the final member of The Council of Friendship; Princess Twilight Sparkle. Her alicorn magic and her royal status afforded her a few years beyond her friends, but like them all, she too inevitably passed, buried alongside her friends, and leaving behind her palace, its gardens becoming a sort of memorial to the six.

Suddenly we jump forward about ten years; the local Ponyville government, debate what should be done about Twilight Sparkle’s former palace, which has come to a state of noticeable disrepair due to a lack of necessity, and an abundance of vacancy. Enter Victor Freundnstien, a talented unicorn physician, who, with the advent of a new form of medicinal magic of his own design, has recently found himself a great deal of wealth, with which, he takes the property off the towns hooves, immediately dividing it up into two pieces, one, the gardens; to be used as a public property, provided it be converted into a public graveyard/friendship memorial, and the other, to be repaired and converted into a grand estate in which he should move with his wife and son, and continue his research in the fields of medicine.

Now we jump again, twenty years this time; Victor and his wife are caught in a mysterious accident inside Victor’s laboratory, where the two unknowingly inhale a lethal dose of some toxic chemical, which police could never determine, killing them both in a matter of minutes, and leaving their estate along with their fortune, to their son, Marus.

Marus, having completed degrees in both magic and medicine by this time, vows to follow in his father’s hoofsteps, a month later he puts out a request to hire a lab assistant, and after two weeks, hires Eager Analysis, a young mare with a knack for scientific research. Utilizing his father’s research, the two go on to further the field of medicinal magic over the next few years, producing a new advancement at least twice a year. After ten years however, the doctor goes silent, and announces that he has begun on a path towards the largest breakthrough in medi-magic, since the general purpose healing spell. The medical community, of course, sees this as the arrogant cryings of a self-assured fool. It is here, however, in these final ten years, where our story really begins, and it begins with a sneeze.