Remember our friendship

Princess Celestia sighed as she finally finished her stack of reports. The Princess of the sun could not understand how these procedures could be so simple and yet take so long. She'd been sitting in her room for the best part of 4 hours, checking and double checking her reports. The Ponies of Canterlot could be so frustrating sometimes. They always seemed to think that their problems were worse than any-pony else's. It was like dealing with children and spoiled children at that. Celestia sighed as she put down the quill, placing it on the small table next to her empty glass. The Princess always felt that reports went hoof-in-hoof with a chilled glass of milk. Shaking her head slightly, Celestia turned her attention to the room around her. It was, to the Princess's annoyance, at times when her royal duties needed her, did she find herself most distracted. It was round, large room, with a thick bed next to the fire and a large writing desk, complete with ink-pot, quills and spare bits of parchment. Ideal for any upstanding member of Canterlot. Celestia chuckled to herself. The room, despite it being hers, was so simple, it could've belonged to any-pony. Celestia liked it that way though. It made her feel like an equal to the ponies she had to rule over.

Edge. The thought wiped all traces of a smile from Celestia's face. Edge. The name echoed around Celestia's skull. Celestia groaned in frustration, pushing her gold-plated hooves into her eyes. The pain cleared her head, making him easier to think about. How could she have been so blind? To think that the Unicorn could have stooped so low. To take the Princess's most faithful student and twist her into that...monster Celestia pulled her head back, before looking down at the stack of papers. The top-most slip of parchment was titled with one single word. Errorists. Celestia's lip curled in disgust as she read the word. That name. They were still the figures of Nightmare for young colts and fillies. A group of insolent, evil ponies who worked from the shadows, swooping in and taking the memories of unsuspecting ponies. Though Celestia had noticed something odd about the Ponies that the Errorists had been targeting. They were all high-flying members of the community. Business-ponies, leading fashion tycoons....Celestia frowned. She supposed that there was a reason for their targets. Edge never did anything without a reason. But there again, Edge was a mysterious figure. Not much was known about him other than the fact he was one of the leading Errorists. And there was the fact that he'd taken...Celestia shook her head. She was being silly. That door had closed....hadn't it?

Twilight Sparkle stared at the Unicorn in the near darkness. The crimson eyes continued to watch her, narrowed slightly in impatience. The silver-fur was rippling slightly as though in a non-existent breeze. The Unicorn....no, he'd called himself edge was still smiling at her, showing pearly white teeth. It was a comforting smile, full of warmth. Twilight stood frozen, unsure whether or not to actually trust Edge's offer. He'd promised her the stolen memories, her memories. But on the other hoof, if the smile was fake, if Edge was lying to her, then there was no telling what would happen to her. She was nervous and she was curious at the same time. Edge slowly reached up with one his bronze plated hooves and bent it repeatedly towards her, beckoning as though Twilight was a scared animal. The smile was growing now, stretching wider and wider. The wall behind Edge, suddenly split in Two, each piece sliding a few centimeters apart. The gad was just large enough for a Unicorn to step through. Edge's hoof was still bending backwards and forwards but Twilight couldn't move. It was as if her hooves had frozen to the floor.

"You need to move Twilight. I cannot wait forever." Edge said softly, his warm smile fading slightly. The hoof came down. Edge turned and strode confidently through the gap in the wall. The crack in the wall didn't reveal much about the room on the other side. All Twilight could see was another long, grey corridor. Edge turned once he'd walked through the gap and smiled at Twilight. He raised his hoof one last time and motioned with it. Twilight turned her head to look over her shoulder. The suit-wearing ponies were advancing on her now, none of them looking ready to negotiate. The decision was made in a second. Her hooves were moving before she'd even realized what she was doing. The suit wearing ponies where shouting behind her but she didn't listen. Her hooves were pounding at the metal floor, Twilight was running for all she was worth. She was at the entrance, she was through it. The wall slid closed behind her with a loud snapping noise. Panting, despite the short distance she'd run, Twilight looked up into Edge's face. Edge was smiling widely again. He reached up with an armored hoof and patted her on the back. The force of it nearly knocked her off her hooves. "There we go Twilight. I knew you could do it."

Edge spoke like a parent who was praising a prize-winning child. Twilight blushed, though she wasn't sure why. Now that she was closer to the armored Unicorn, Twilight was positive that she'd seen Edge before. The Crimson eyes bored into her, giving Twilight the impression that Edge was looking straight through her. Edge chuckled slightly before motioning with his hoof. He was pointing down the corridor that they'd run into. Now that the hidden entrance had re-sealed itself, the corridor looked just as bland as the other corridors, with one exception. Several lines, rather like the veins in a ponies body, were fixed along the walls. Each line glowed brightly, as though they were made of gems. With two of the vein-like lines on each side, the corridor looked like several ribbons had been stretched across the walls. The left "Veins" were sapphire whilst the right-sided "Veins" were Emerald colored. They were pulsing slightly, each emitting a humming sound. Twilight stared at them. This corridor. It was familiar to her. She couldn't tell why but...

"This way Twilight." Edge's voice made her jump. The armored Unicorn had moved past her and was walking down the corridor. Feeling...more than a little nervous about following a complete stranger, Twilight hastened to match Edge's strides. Wherever Twilight and Edge were seemed to be made out of nothing but long corridors. It was starting to annoy Twilight. She was sick of these long corridors and pointless walks. She wanted some answers. Edge had promised that her memories would be returned, though, Twilight suddenly realized, with a stab of fear, that Edge hadn't actually said when they'd be returned. Her companion seemed to have realized this to, for he suddenly stopped, turning his crimson eyes upon her and smiling one of those warm smiles. "I understand your concern Twilight." The Stallion said, flashing his pearly teeth again. "I will explain how to get your memories back soon. All I ask is that you trust me for a few hours longer. Please?" The request was said with such sincerity that Twilight found herself unable to say no. Or much else for that matter. Twilight couldn't tell what it was but the deepness of Edge's voice struck something inside her and she blushed. Edge smiled at her before resuming his walk.

"Um....okay." Twilight said brightly, hurrying to keep up with Edge. The pair continued along the corridor in silence. Twilight was to flustered over Edge's smile to consider asking him any questions. She felt a strange twinge of annoyance as they continued their journey down the corridor. Right next to her was probably the only Unicorn who knew what had happened to her and she had been so flustered over a smile that she'd lost all thoughts except to follow him. Though Edge was not helping her situation much. Every-time she would look towards him, the armored Unicorn would smile at her and she'd dissolve again. She was behaving like a filly over her first school-yard crush. Another problem she was having was the familiarity of the corridor. It was maddening. She was positive that she'd walked down this corridor before and yet she had no idea when. Edge wasn't providing any answers either. Just smiling that soft smile that made her legs shake and her cheeks burn. "Edge." The voice that had come out of her mouth didn't sound like hers. It sounded far louder, squeakier. The other Unicorn turned his head to look at her through one of his crimson eyes. "Who are you? Where are you taking me?" Twilight demanded. Edge smiled wider.

"All your questions will now be answered Twilight." He said softly. They had finally stopped. They were now standing in front of...Twilight's face fell slightly. It was another wall. This one however, did have a large rectangular box, with a large glass screen and a small board covered in metal keys. Edge reached out with his hoof and tapped several times on the keys, though since each was blank it was impossible for Twilight to know what. The wall split apart, each piece molding into the sides of the corridor. The room beyond was shrouded in darkness. It was impossible to see exactly what was inside the room. Edge turned to her and smiled. It was the widest smile she had seen yet. Though it was fixed. Almost like a wax figure. Edge tilted his head towards the shadowy room, though his crimson gaze continued to focus on Twilight. It was unnerving.

"I am an Errorist Twilight Sparkle." Edge said, extending his hoof to her. "I would like you to join me in my crusade." Then there was a flash of light and Twilight gasped, utterly blown away by the scene in front of her.

"Princess Celestia?" Asked a voice. Celestia looked up from her paperwork. It was one of her sun guards. The golden armor shone in the firelight. The white fur underneath the armor glowed yellow. The guard was looking extremely uncomfortable. He kept shifting from one hoof to the other, refusing to lock eyes with the Princess. Celestia lowered the quill, feeling uneasy. He didn't like it when her guards wouldn't look at her. It meant bad things were going to happen. "Princess..." the guard mumbled, now positively shaking with fright. "We've...we've received news that....that Twilight Sparkle has escaped from the Bastille." Celestia's quill fell to the floor. The guard cried out as Celestia's golden magic enveloped him and he was tossed across the room. The guard hit the wall with a sickening crunch. Celestia stood. Ignoring the crumpled form of the guard, the Princess strode to the door. The wood stood no chance against her wrath. It crashed open, splintering against the wall. Celestia strode from her room, anger filling her like lava.

"Not this time Edge!" She snarled. "No! This time you've gone to far! This is war!"