Our story begins in a hospital. Within the busy building their was a long empty and quite hallway that lead to the coma ward. But out of the silence and emptiness a mother walked towards the coma ward. She was a gorgeous mare with a black main and tail. She had blue eyes and a light blue coat. Her mane was a straight as a pencil and she wore black jeans with a white dress shirt. She was just 32 years old and had mascara slowly falling down her face as she had been crying after the funeral of her husband. Walking into the room full of coma patients she trembled as she stood at the side of a younge boy.
This young lad was dressed in a blue hospital outfit and had black fur that covered his entire body. His body was weak and frail due to the lack of movement and exercise. His cheek bones and chin was easy to make out. He had a bald head and no tail. He was the age of 15 and was turning the age of 16 the very next day. The mother completely gave out and fell to her knees and resting her head on to her sons chest. Sobbing uncontrollably. She knelt there crying for a few moments before saying, "God dammit. W-Why me? He has been like this since birth. J-J-Just allow him to open his eyes,... Just once."
The mother than returned to crying uncontrollably again. She wept and cried for what seemed like days to her, but what was really only a few hours.
Her red puffy eyes finally opened as she began to stop crying. She began to sit up and get off the ground. Walking towards the chair beside her sons bed. She sat down on top of the cushion padded seat resting her elbows on her legs and her head within the grasp of her hands. She sat there unable to cry anymore she, and instead whimpered to her self. She sat there for 23 long minutes before hearing the clocks within the building chime off 10 times.
The nurse attending to the coma ward stood up from her desk and then began to check each bedside, and asked all of the parents, friends, and relatives of the patients to leave. She had then walked up to the trembling mother and said, "Ecuse me miss, but visiting hours are over. I'm going to have to ask you to leave."
The mother looked up from her hands and towards the nurse who was only a few feet away. Without saying a word she stood up onto her feet and walked out into the hallway. The nurse use to this response from people then continued to clear out the room until it was just her and the 37 coma patients. Making her way to the chair by her desk she sat down and pulled out a book and began to read.
Looking up from her book she saw that she has been reading for an hour and 50 minutes making it 11:51pm. Seeing it was almost time for the changing of the shifts she decides to start packing up her items to bring home. But as she was doing so she heard a noise, *Moan*, It sounded as if one of the patients was waking up. Standing up from her chair she begins to check each bed to see if anyone had awoken, But not a soul or body had moved.
Seeing how she found no one awake or waking she thought nothing of it and claimed it must have been her imagination. On her way back to her desk she looked back upto the clock on the wall and said to herself, "crap, so much for leaving early, it's already 11:58pm."
*moan*, "Oh my head", "what the buck", "wha' happened", "dear Celestia", ...
Turning around very slowly she saw that not 1, not 2, not 3, but all of the coma Ward was waking up. Shocked into bewilderment she stood in front of her desk, head towards the waking mob of patients. Her hand slowly picked up the phone that was on the desk and brought it up to her ear. She spoke into it, "May all available doctors come to the coma ward. I repeat, may ALL available doctors come to the coma Ward.
Putting the phone back down she began to check the beds to see if any one had not woken up. Checking each and every bed she only found one boy who was still sleeping. Not knowing why this boy was the only one who had not woken she began to walk closer to his bed side. As she walked she could hear th cock start to chime off. But with each chime the clock made she stepped closer to the boy. But she wasn't the only thing responded to the chimes. She saw the boy in the bed shift when ever a chime went off. Almost as if he was uncomfortable.
*BONG*
Hearing the last chime from the clock and stepping closser to the boy something happened that had surprised her. His body lit on fire. But this was no ordinary fire, no, it was a muti colored fire. The fire was made up of crimson red, chanling green, and pitch black. As the boy lay there in his bed the fire grew. It grew so much that the flames started to lick at the nurse. But she being in pure shock and terror let the flame start to consume her. But instead of burning her the flames felt cool and harmless.
She stood completely consumed by flames then wundered why the patients weren't screaming or running in terror. Locking around her she saw that she alone was left with the boy in the room. And instead of the patients in their beds, there were burning skeletons. Turning back to the boy she saw that he was no longer in his bed but instead standing straight in front of the nurse. The boy had his eyes closed shut still and instead of his weak body was now a normal and healthy looking one.
The nurse scared out of her mind and trembling said to the boy, "What are you?"
The boy just stood there and said, "I am your worst fear. I am your worst nightmare. I am the ANTI-CHRIST." Opening his eye for the first time in all of his life he stared into the nurses eyes with such determination that she burst into flames. Extending his hand a pair of shades appeared within his grasp. He quickly put them upon his face. Then with a snap of his fingers the boys out fit transformed into a tuxedo with a black bow tie and a black rose with in his shirt pocket.
Then with the clapping of his hands the boy disappeared into the night. Leaving the burning hospital to burn to the ground.
"And to this day he is said to prey on the helpless and weak not leaving any survivors."
"Twilight, please, no pony is going to believe that story. I mean, come on, he lit on fire. On the stroke of midnight."
Twilight replying back to spike, "Oh yeah, Then why are you under the covers."
Spike quickly saying, "Well I'm warm under hear."
"Surrrre, And I'm princess Celestia."
"Why don't you just shut up and go to bed already, Twilight." Spike complained.
"Fiiiiine," Twilights horn then lit up and turned out the light.
Spike in a squeaky voice ten asked Twilight, " hey, um, Twilight?"
"Yes, Spike."
"Can I stay in your bed for the night?"
Twilight then pulled him closer to snuggle against him and said, "Of corse you can spike."
Spike yawned out the words, "Th-Thaaaanks, Twilight."
"Your welcome spike, now please do sleep or else I'll be cranky in the morning."
"Good night"
"Good night, spike."
~THE END~
