Author's Note

*This is all Rainbow Dash's POV*

Chapter 13: I face...Love?

All I remember is touching Anthony’s warm lips for the second time, how amazing. Why couldn’t I have said, “I love you Anthony,” those words are so hard to say. You might have never had a girlfriend or boyfriend, maybe you did and you said that you love them. But is that what love really is, I myself have never come in terms with love, it seems so, unrealistic...so pessimistic.My eyes went black as I thought of saying those four words to him.

I slowly opened my eyes, I was in complete darkness, I couldn’t see anything. I looked to the right and notice a crack of light coming a bit above me. Was I in something? I used my hooves that I couldn’t see and kick upward. Whatever I bucked was sent flying upward. The light poured into the opening I made. I covered my eyes with my fore-hooves, clearly not used to the light level of whatever it was I am at. As I slowly opened my eyes and have them to adjust to the new rays of light bursting through, I saw exactly where I was. I looked in horror at the sight I was in. I was in a coffin, the same one Anthony put me in. As I got up, I jumped out of the coffin, and I was met to a more horrible sight. Anthony, the bad Anthony was digging another hole. I could make out what he was saying to himself.

“All these damn ponies, all deciding in love, never thought this one would be one to.” He kept digging...whatever grave for whatever pony. “Ha, I think the only one thats never gonna get someone is Pinkie, well then again Flutters is pretty shy.”

“Okay why don’t you shut up!” I shouted, finally hearing enough of this. “Don’t talk about my friends like that. Anthony just dropped the shovel and started to laugh devilishly.

“Wait...you still haven’t figured it out yet, have’t you?” Still chuckling, not caring about the grave and the shovel that now dropped in it.

“What are you talking about maniac?” I said, getting worried.

“What am I talking about? You are joking right? You think I like doing this job? Well actually let me rephrase that...if you ponies weren’t so stuck up about love I wouldn’t have to burry it. Can’t you just say yes or no, more like no please.” He said snickering.

“So wait, all this time, you have been keeping me away from the feeling of love?” He started to clap.

“You finally understand it huh, took you long enough...but then again you aren’t the brightest of the six.”

“Well I still don’t understand why hold me back?” he instantly stopped clapping.

“never mind what I said, you are as dumb as Big Mac, just saying Eeyup all the time. I’m not holding you back, All of this,” he showed his hands to the world around me created. Lighted Apple orchard, all the apples now shriveled and the trees slowly loosing their leaves as some had already fallen. “This is your world, not mine. I am not no devil, I am not no black angel, or savior, I am you. You wanted to happen like this, the instant you broke his heart this happened, am I right!” Shouting at me.

“y-yes,”

“Y-y, just stop! Are you dumb! You did this to yourself, not my fault, I just came to finish the job and keep your luvy-duvy emotions in check for your benefit.”

“Whats so bad about love?” I ask.

“Ha don’t look at me, you are the one that is having trouble, isn’t it? But if I have to say from being in this decrypt place long enough, I have thought about it. To me, love is just pointless, it gets in the way from other emotions, more important ones, like your happiness. Oh and don’t forget if you get rejected for love, I wonder how Anthony felt for that huh now?” before I could even respond…

“Like shit! Yeah and its your fault, your fault! Love complicates life, makes your life harder, if love was eradicated like a plague, this wouldn’t happen. All these bad emotions getting in the way!”

“But you are wrong to…” he looked at me with interest. “I might have been wrong about love, I admit that. But I can see it can make people happy to, more happy than they are alone, how does it feel like to be alone?”

“Yeah pretty sucky,” he admits.

“Not only that, but without love, where do you think unique fillies come from?”

“Oh that…”

“And you know what, I think I really do love Anthony, he is a part of my life. And I want him to be with me for it all.” The other Anthony just looked in disgust, like a changeling seeing so much love.

“Well well well, to bad you couldn’t have done that before, are you even sure that you really love him?”

“Yes I know now,”

“Hm...well to bad, you know why? Cause I can’t let you break free from your bonds.” All the sudden, Anthony opened his right hand and magically came a scythe. One so gruesome looking, still having dried blood from probably another pony or human in the same dilemma. “You see, once you made that choice, you can’t go back, most of the time when you ask for that same person that person just says no like you had to them, which makes my work a lot easier, but...there are some exceptions.” I looked in horror as Anthony came towards me floating, the scythe laying on his back. Once he got close enough, he took a swing at me. Thankfully, I fully dodged the whole blade. Anthony was to fast though.

“You know, I should have killed you before hand.” I gave a dumbfound expression.

“Oh yes, if you die here, you die in the real world, your heart will burst. All those times I tried, I just sent your emotions back in check, but now, you've grown to annoying for me to handle,” he swung once more, again I dodged his swing, but I noticed when I landed I was on the edge of where my grave is, I slipped from the edge as my back hooves gave. I fell back first into the grave pit, landing with a hard thud. As I look up, there he was. Looking over me with pity, shaking his head sideways.

“Wow, I never really liked this job you know, killing ponies emotions isn’t a fun job.” He then dissipated the scythe, probably because it was to big to swing down in the pit. Then came the axe, that Anthony used in his one dream, the one this Anthony used to keep my emotions back already.

“Haha how ironic I have to use this weapon, the first to begin, the first to stop. Like Sweetie Bell says, why does life have to be so ironic?” And at that, he swung the ax down towards my undoable body. It seemed like the ax swung in slow motion, like the end of my life. Before the blade could touch my body, a force stopped it. Another blade? I look left of the edge of the pit, and there is...Anthony? Wait now there are two of them? Confusing. The Anthony that stopped the blade took his foot and kicked the other Anthony flying away from me. He showed his hand to me, I grabbed it with my hoof and he helped me out. The item that stopped the ax was a sword, almost like a rapier but looking a lot more sharp. Now standing beside the good Anthony, we both looked over to the other Anthony, still winded from the kick to his chest.

“Enough messing around with my dash you dumb bitch. I’m hear to end your misery on my Dash.” Those words really hit my heart. He is so sweet isn’t he. Anthony’s hair was like it was levitating, a magical whitish aurora around his body, his body also seemed more muscular, stronger.

“You, defeat me? I have survived the ages inside your little girlfriend and others you dumb dumb.” His scythe then reappeared, only now his body and his weapon was glowing a blackish glow. The trees around him were dying, it seemed like everything around him was wilting and tearing to death.

“Rainbow I need your help to fight yourself here, I cannot kill him, you are the only one who can kill him, this is your void, use it to your advantage.” the good Anthony suggested.

“You mean, I can control it like a dream?”

“Exactly.” he replied. Aww yeah, now the real Dash is gonna come at you! I thought for a second, then an idea popped into my head like a lightbulb. I thought and then it happened. I was now one of Spike’s main characters in the Power Ponies comic book, Zap. My body, now transformed into the outfit that was Zap’’s, and I felt a heck of a lot stronger.

Anthony made his first move, coming up to me with intense speed, hi scythe in his right hand. He swung directly at me, clearly I was a lot faster now...i quickly dodged the sharp blade and countered with a swift buck in the face. n though, he used his left hand and blocked it, then countered with his still bad hand by picking up my bucking hoof and throwing me. He threw me with tremendous power. Like the dizzy-tron set to the death, I spun around and around, almost making hard for even me to get back to flight. The other Anthony came forward to counteract the bad one, using his sword with swift movements, all I heard was the clatter of metal against metal as I tried to get myself uptight in flight. Once I did,I was probably about a hundred feet away. I moved as fast as I could and got the side of the opposed, I took my back legs while mid air and bucked Anthony on his right side. He cried in pain as I could hear some bones breaking. He took his scythe now in both hands and made a huge swing around himself. Anthony dodged the revolution of his blade, but I took a well hit scratch to my left back-hoof. Just the feeling of that blade against my blood made it boil to a heat, and it hurt like hell itself. The evil Anthony then moved back a bit. His scythe disappeared as he took his hands and cracked his bones on the side back in.

“Ahh, that feels good…” he said, still stretching his side. Once he was done though, his demeanor took to his evil ways again. “Now where was I...oh thats right killing the lot of you,” he snarled. His weapon reappeared out of thin air, I don’t think I ever will get used to that as I physically jolted a bit from the appearance of such a gruesome weapon.

He quickly ran back up to me, but I was to fast for him now. As I dodged, a thought came into my head...teleportation. After the near miss from the shiny blade, I used my new power and teleported right in back of him. I also conjured up some electric power into my hooves and bucked him right in his back. The surge of pain from both my heavy collision into his back and the shock hit his nerves hard as he cried in pain. Tell you the truth though, he just looked more pissed than anything.

“Okay thats it!” he shouted as he snapped his fingers. At the sudden, a large number of smaller scythes appeared around me, all magically controlled it seems. Oh horse-apples was the only thing I was able to mumble under my breath when one at a time came at me in a sprint. I dodged the first one, then prepared for the second one. But I was surprised to find it missed me, making me think. Of course that gave him a little opportunity as he sent the fourth one right towards my head. Luckily Anthony was there to counteract that one. His blade making contact with the evil magic weapon; it seemed like they were in an even stiff, trying to push one another to get a hit. Anthony wincing from the strength of the scythe though prevailed as he pushed the blade back. He then made a short “Ahhh!” And like that, he swung straight down at it, and it shattered into pieces. The blade now shattered dissipated from the void, Yes I mentally said to myself.

“You two are the most annoying brats I have had coming into a void.” he said as he then made a large battle-ax appear out of nowhere again. The large weapon clearly intimidated me, but I stood my ground. I am not going out yet! With quick thinking, I thought something up that made me smile…

“Hey, just asking,” he turned and looked to me, evil still in his eyes and rage from what little damage we had done. “You ever liked...PARTIES!” I shouted as my thought came to reality. Just like my mind had blinked PInkie stood before me at my side.

“Did somepony say party!” as like normal, the breaking fourth-wall pony pulled out her party cannon from nowhere and shot it straight towards the deviled Anthony.” Anthony’s look went from, what the fuck, to holy shit as a barrage of streamers and confetti were ready to penetrate his prone body.

“Well f,” was all he could say as the first streamer hit him directly in the chest. It didn’t seem to do much, but after they kept coming, I pictured it like how I pissed of the bees one day, just a whole bunch of little pesky stings. Once the attack was over, pinkie said bye and opened some zipper right next to her and climbed in, closing it once she was in...i swear that reminds me of something? Anthony now coming out of his prone state, stood up, he looked at me with fury, his right eye twitching and a vein on his forehead bulging.

“you think I could have some niceness here,” he said quietly, but that ended well enough. “Because I am done with this shit!” he roared. He looked at me again and started to walk. Each step he took, he grew a couple of inches. All I could say was, “well buck my life.”

“You…*stomp*...think, *stomp*, you can, *stomp, DEFEAT ME!” he roared now inches away from me. I had to crane my neck all the way and stand back a bit just to see a kinda clear view of him. He must have grown several tens of feet, clearly towering everything. For him, trees...like cars, I couldn’t even believe my own eyes, having to rub them to double check. He took his now giant foot and tried to squish me like a bug, thank Celestia they don’t call me the fastest pony in Equestria for nothing! Barely able to get out of his stomping range.

“Well shit whats the plan,” Anthony called out to me from a closish distance.

“How the buck am I supposed to know, just let me think.”

“Well hurry the hell up!” he shouted at me. The now gigantic Anthony looked over to the good Anthony and took a swing at him using his ginormous clobbering fists. He instinctively ducked under the fists of probably his death. The bad one then used his left fist, sending it down with the rapid speed and help of gravity. Anthony dove away, sliding and hitting the ground. The fist now collided with the earthy dirt, cracking it and uplifting it in a shockwave in the radius of the fist. He got up quickly with his sword in hand and ran towards the hand. He jumped and swung his sword down, sticking his sword into the giants hand and holding onto it, like a needle. Anthony took notice of the others actions and tried to swat him, but like a ninja he pulled out the sword, giving a little cry from the giant, enabling him to run up his arm. He jumped up to reach his shoulders, and like that he was on top of the giants shoulders, looking down uneasily...if he fell he would be dead. The giant shaking his shoulders and moved crazily, trying to get rid of the small pest, but to no avail.

“Rainbow!” he shouted, I looked up to him on the mans shoulders. “Think of a rope!” a thought entered my mind which would be perfect. A voice out of nowhere then gave me the smile I was looking for.

“Yee ha!” she popped out of nowhere, Applejack with her lasso. “What a bigin you got there,” she said as she threw the rope around the giants torso. The rope was able to get around his sides, she tugged him. I need to think of someone strong, huh...aha I got it! And just like magic, a conjured version of spike the knight has appeared in the void.

“Let me handle this ladies,” he said nicely. He took the rope of Applejacks and pulled. The Anthony looked in dread as his whole body fell face first. The good Anthony let himself fall and roll once he was a suitable height towards the ground, leaving him perfectly fine.

“Yeah thats right you ass, get recked!” I said allowed, feeling great for the victory. Of course...my victory was ended when the whole ground shook. Pieces of the earth now breaking off and floating midair. Oh buck.