Funeral for a friend.

                                                                                                     Chapter Three:

                                                                       The nightmare.

As Sunset lay sound asleep she began to dream about Equestria. She dreamt, of the running brooks and majestic mountains lightly capped with snow and clouds. She saw the Evergreen Forest in all its scary glorious splendor, the meadows and rocky canyons of Griffon path. All this and much more she dreamt, about while she lay asleep in bed curled up against her pillow. Feeling the nights air close in around her she instinctively pulled her blanket up closer to her neck and face. Then she saw HIM the creature that had haunted her dreams since she was a little filly. The creature stood a good twenty feet tall. It had long protruding black nails and the body of a horse with four sets of dragon leathery wings sprouting from its back. It’s left arm was that of a crab and the right arm was a bull's leg. It had the hands of a crocodile mixed with a cat’s paw. It’s upper torso was that of a skeleton and it’s head was a rams head crossed with a deer's skull. She knew of this creature by name yet she didn’t want to say it aloud the mere thought frightened her.

What she saw was the demon lord Teragon. The monster was standing in the middle of pony vile just smiling wickedly. Sunsets dream very quickly turned into what can only be called a screaming nightmare. She saw Teragon raise his right hand and snapped his fingers within an instant the whole of ponyville was engulfed in flames. Ponies of all ages and walks of life began to scream and run in all directions.

“IT’S THE END OF THE WORLD” Screamed one pony.

“THE WORLD IS BURNING” Screamed another.

“AAAAAAAAAAA I’M BURNING HELP ME I’M BURNING!” whaled another pony.

“NO!” Sunset cried aloud

“PLEASE LEAVE THEM ALONE! THEY DON’T DESERVE THIS!” she whaled as she thrashed about tossing and turning in her bed.

She found herself unable to resist screaming out this monster's name even though she was very frightened to say it. As the demon set to work of inflaming pony vile. Rendering the town and ponies to ash.

“TERAGON LEAVE THEM BE! I BEG YOU LEAVE THEM BE!” Sunset cried as she continued to toss and turn.

Her chest started to burn as if someone was actually pouring hot metal on her. She instinctively placed a hand over her breast bone just barely cupping her left breast in her right hand and covering the bone.

The pain intensified and it was enough to awaken her from her sleep. Sunset came crashing rather unceremoniously to the floor of her bedroom. Smashing her head against a nightstand that was placed next to her bed. The pain from hitting her head on the nightstand was nothing to what her skin and chest felt like at that moment. She lowered her hand and to her horror saw that a tennis ball sized hole had been burned into the middle of her shirt. Thinking she had somehow set a fire in her sleep she jumped to her feet and raced into the kitchen where under her sink she kept a red fire extinguisher.

Grabbing the 18 inch by 6 inch piece of metal she ran back to her bedroom tossed the blank off the bed and pointed the apparatus at her bed. Upon seeing that there was infact no fire of any type she set the device down and actually looked at her shirt. What she saw only made this worse. Sunset immediately headed into her bathroom, flipped on the light and pulled her shirt off. only to fully see what she had hoped was not actually there. To her shock and horror she saw the outlining of her cutie mark. A bright yellow yan symbol was fully etched into her skin as if it had been traced there with a sharp knife. Sunset turned away from the image that lay before her covering her chest with her left hand and tightly closed her eyes whispering to herself.

“NO! Not now please NOT….this.” Sunset whispered.

She slowly walked back into her bedroom topless and angry at what she had seen.There was no mistaking that mark, nor was there any point in denying what she had seen in her dream. The prophecy of her birth and how she came to be who she was, was about to come true. A day that sunset had long since feared. A day that she had tried hard, so very hard to keep hidden from everyone including her friends. She laid back in bed pulling the covers over her body and began to cry. She cried herself back to sleep.

The sun rose with a cheerful heat that filled Sunsets room with warmth and love. But Sunset was too tired and too worn out to get up. The night's events left her physically spent all she wanted to do is lay there in the comfort of her bed. Hoping, praying, wishing, that what she had seen the night before was not actually there. Yet in her mind she knew better. She knew that this was simply the first sign and that it WOULD happen again. There was nothing that she could do to stop it from happening; nothing at all. As she lay there in bed her face still wet from the crying that she had done the night before. She thought about her friends and how they would hate her for not telling them the truth about who she was and the REAL reason she was in THEIR world.

Sunset slowly slid out of bed and just as slowly climbed to her feet hanging her head down low she made her way into her bathroom again. Still topless and still hurting from the pain of her cutie mark showing up last night. She didn’t want to actually look at it; yet she did so anyways. After clicking on the light and actually standing still for a few minutes in her bathroom. She saw that the mark had not been etched into her skin with knife but rather had been burned into her skin. Placing two fingers over the wound she rubbed it gently and thought to herself.

“This CAN’T be happening!....Why?….Why now? I escaped Equestria to get away from the prophecy of my birth.”

She looked over at the shower turned it on and tested the water with her hand to make sure it was both safe and warm enough to actually take a shower. Once she had finished her shower and gotten completely dried off. She felt that some quality time with her friends might brighten her otherwise sour mood. Even though in the furthest reaches of mind she knew far too well what was about to happen and there was absolutely NOTHING she could do to stop it.