Done by a Single Night

"Welcome one... welcome all..." I heard a voice say. It was familiar. I think it was one of the three from earlier.

"We want to welcome you here..." Yes it was...

"This is not our place to be, however... we will leave soon..."

"Just remember... Hehe... remember..."

"Don't forget! Don't forget!"

"Make sure you-" And then their voices seemed to echo off and dissappear. Good. They're kind of annoying sometimes, with their three-part scripting and all that stuff.

Okay, so where am I?

Before me was a giant movie theatre, the kind of one with the big old-style billboard with the lights all around it and stuff. It was really bright, almost blinding. This seemed to be on the corner of blackness and nowhere.

So, naturally, I went in.

There was a doormare, with a fancy suit and a nice-looking hat. She didn't say anything while I passed by.

Eventually I came up to the ticket colt. He looked over me with a solemn, dead look. "I presume you are to be seeing the movie?"

"Yes, she will be," I heard a female voice say behind me. I turned, and there was Moonbow, looking dead as ever.

"Err, I will?"

She somehow levitated two tickets over, whirling her hoof like she was stirring a spoon.

The ticket colt looked over them as if they were the most interesting thing he'd seen in his whole life. With a poker face. An observant poker face.

He waved without looking back and a set of doors next to him opened. Moonbow led me in.

We took our seats. Nopony else was there. Just like old times. Except this place isn't made of clouds. And Fluttershy's not here. And I didn't persuade them to come. And- okay, maybe its not so much like old times.

The lights dimmed and the screen flicked on. It was... interesting.

It started off following a white pony, same one from that dream with the black one. He kept walking up a path to the top of a mountain, and when he got there, he saw two others: the black pony, courting a gray mare I'd never seen before.

He was on his back legs in a way as if he was about to propose... then the white pony picked up a rock and threw it. It hit the black pony perfectly in the head. He got knocked out and fell.

The gray mare turned to run, but the white one grabbed her by the neck and his eyes went all golden. The gray mare's eyes rolled back in her head.

While she was unconscious, the white one muttered something, and she woke up. They talked, and a few minutes later, the black one did too.

The black one got all angry, and said something to the gray mare. Unlike the last time, I couldn't understand what they were saying. She shook her head all confused like. He got onto his knees and started begging. She still couldn't seem to remember anything.

In despair, he jumped off the side of the cliff. Damn, that must be something deep.

The gray mare said nothing, all poker faced like, 100% concentrated on the white one.

She was about to take his ring when the earth opened up beneath them and they fell.

I turned to Moonbow for an explanation. She was gone. Then I woke up.

"That was by far the most pointless thing ever," I mumbled as I got out of bed. Then I slammed into a wall because it was eleven o'clock.

I peeled my face off the wall. "That too was the most pointless thing ever."

I saw a rock fly through my floor and out the wall.

I looked down from the balcony. Twilight was throwing rocks with her magic. I really need to teach her how to throw. Well, she can throw the disc thingies. "Oi! Rainbow! Get your stuff!" Okay...

Well, erm, I don't know what to bring. Sword. Right. Umm, the sheath and all that random stuff. This will be longer than an hour, so I packed a saddlebag with granola bars. No rectangles, unfortunately. I looked over to the table. For some reason, I wanted to bring the glass from the Velvet Room.

No Dash, what the hell are you thinking, that's just-

Bring it! Bring it! Bring-

Shut up! There's no reason for that. Its a freaking glass, what do you think-

Bring it! Bring it! Bring it!

...fine...

I slipped the glass into my satchel and hoped to high Tartaros it wouldn't break.

Okay, that looks good enough to me. Let's go!

"So, you haven't legitimately killed anything, so training." They brought me out to Everfree. "Out here are these monsters that have fangs. Bring back like, ten pairs of them." Twilight gestured to one. "Good luck!"

"You aren't gonna like, show me good techniques, or come with me, or-"

"Best training has no form. Go!"

I walked slowly, looking behind me every few steps. Twilight just smiled and nodded. Fluttershy mumbled some words of encouragement. Can't bail out now...

So, first thing I saw was a wolf, made of Shadow. It looked friendly, almost cute even... until it bared its fangs and charged at me.

I brought up my sword and tried to slash through its chest, but it was too fast. It came down on top of me. Luckily, in doing so, it pushed the flat of the blade across my chest, and I could pry it off.

It took the break and charged at me. I dodged to the side, but it anticipated and turned. I used that. I waited until it got closer... and closer... and right when it lifted its head to sink its fangs in, I plunged the sword through its chest. It looked down as it dissipated, until nothing was left but a pair of bone fangs.

Nine more... this is going to be a long night.

I located another, but managed to sneak up on it and finish it off, one stab to the neck. Easy.

Then there was a pack of three. That was a bit more difficult. They cornered me against a few trees, each coming from a different direction. I stabbed the one on the far right through the face, and ran in that direction. The other two followed. The middle one dashed up to Dash, ready to get stabbed... by his companion's fangs. Talk about bad teamwork. The last one, confused at what he did, I simply just sliced across the chest.

Five more...

The next few were a blur, and soon enough, I had ten sets of fangs.

I was walking over to where Twi and Fluttershy were, them probably being undoubtably bored, when I heard a rustle behind me. By the time I turned, an eleventh wolf had already jumped, pinning me to the ground.

It looked upon me angrily, ready to sink its canines into my neck. I rolled to the side, but it got one of my forelegs instead.

It burned like hell, and I couldn't concentrate... I tried swinging with my other hoof, but I accidentally let go... and killed it somehow. Wow.

I couldn't really think about what I just did because I was laying on the ground. Black spots danced around my eyes. My bag fell open next to me. My legs were starting to hurt; I couldn't walk back. I was feeling very sleepy, and closed my eyes, ready to sleep forever.

Then, I heard a soft crystal 'tink' and a splash, and I jolted awake as if I just got struck by lightning. Which I have been, on multiple occasions. The glass next to me had tipped over, spilling over my leg. I watched as the two holes sealed up, right in front of me.

Well... that was... eventful.

The glass was beginning to refill. I picked it up, and put it in my bag.

"Good work, but um, I mean, not that I don't think you did well, but uh, could you try faster next time?" Fluttershy said.

"WHAT?!"

I went back to sleep, and got an opportunity for something useful: talking to 'Lexis.

Canvas was now painting a bowl of fruit. I watched as a guy inside the painting came over and took a banana. Canvas's paintings still confuse me.

"Sup Lexis."

"Hey Dash." she was throwing a glowing blue ball at the wall over and over. She looked at me sideways. "So, what's new?"

"Err, I have a question. So I've seen a few strange things happen, in recurring dreams. Just now, I saw three ponies."

Lexis fumbled and didn't catch the ball on its return. "Uhh... yeah?"

"So, one of them is white, one of them is black... and there's a gray mare."

Canvas looked around. "Err, I have um, yeah, bye." he drew a trapdoor on the floor with his paintbrush then opened it and jumped in. Again, I don't understand his paintings at all.

Lexis looked really scared alone. "Uhh... I got to go too, you see, I have-"

"C'mon Lexis! Answer my question!"

She sighed. "Well... maybe... I guess you do deserve to know..."

I sat down in the chair; this seemed like it'd be a long talk.

"The first two- the original two Persona users, well, they weren't exactly friends.

"The three of them were some of the first ponies to ever exist. The white colt was named Zenith, the black one, Ultor, yet the mare's name has been lost to history. That doesn't matter, though.

"The two fought over her, Ultor making the first move. He courted her for a long time, and they almost got married... almost. When Zenith saw this, he was furious. He cast the first spell ever, making the mare forget all about Ultor, and instead be infatuated with Zenith.

"This didn't rest well with him, clearly, but the wrong was never righted. Zenith and the mare were married, and Ultor, in despair, threw himself off a cliff."

I let that sink in. "Err, so why does this matter?"

"...let me finish. Ultor wasn't really dead. He was always a bit more god than pony. He didn't summon the first Persona- he was the first Persona. In his anger, he burned away all his mortal parts, leaving nothing but a tormented soul.

"He battled Zenith for days, and almost killed him, but the mare, she saved Zenith, and he defeated Ultor."

"Err, still don't know reason for all of this." I mumbled.

"Be patient! You're lucky I..." she coughed. "Zenith and the mare had three children: two earth ponies, and an alicorn named Erebus.

"Erebus wasn't your normal pony... well, besides the fact he was an alicorn. You might think being an alicorn was awesome, but his parents were disgusted by him, as he was... different. He hated them, and they abandoned him.

"He was about to run away from home when Ultor appeared before him, offering a choice- to have the power of a god, or to forever be the outcast, the only alicorn to ever live. And we can see what he chose. He was Ultor's champion, and killed Zenith. Ever since, every generation, the two are reincarnated somehow, and they fight... to the death."

"Err, I haven't seen any of this make headlines."

"Not directly. But it does happen. It doesn't matter who, or if they want to do it or not, they are chosen. And they must fight."

"Um, example?"

"...Luna and Celestia."

"What!?"

"Yep. Luna got lucky though, she was technically Nightmare Moon when she got killed, so she didn't actually die... physically."

"I still don't know how this ties into me."

"...I don't know. The Theatre isn't a part of your mind, its more its own entity... it gives knowledge to those who it thinks will meddle with fate. I cannot tell. Goodbye Dash..."

AN: Going to jump into plot, because I have no real storyline as of now. Expect more. I hope you all can figure out the three names' origi- you know what, i'm adding it to the personas list.