After a slightly awkward breakfast courtesy of Rainbow Dash's questioning followed by Pinkie Pies antics. Twilight retreated to her library for a much-needed study session on whats down in her basement. Walking through the library double doors, Twilight walks over to the section of books her and her friends took from the castle of the two sisters. With them being the oldest of her collection she deduced logic that she would most likely find something in there. Even if she did read them all beforehand, she could still have missed something important in their history. Taking the first couple of books out she stacked them on her table and began her search looking for any reference to either the wrath or the demon-slaying warrior.

For the rest of the day, Twilight went from book to book in her library for any clue she could find. Throughout the day Spike and Starlight came down to check on the alicorn princess, making sure she was eating and drinking water as she was hard at work doing what she does best. But through it all, she slowly became more and more frustrated at her findings, or lack thereof.

With her last book of any early world history slammed shut she let her frustration out with her face planting on the table with an audible sound of annoyance leaving her mouth. "Nothing... Not a single reference to anything of the wrath. Nor are is there much of anything before the three tribes for that matter." The Princess of Friendship said to no one.

Picking her head off the desk, she looked over at the clock on the wall. "9:23? I've been at this for the entire day and with nothing to show for it."

Picking up her books she placed them back on their respected shelves on her bookcase and exited her library. 'No point in continuing reading if there are no more books to read to read up on the subject.' Twilight thought as she became oblivious to the world around her.

Wondering aimlessly, Twilight thought she was walking back to her bedroom for a good nights rest. But she felt something wrong as she snapped out of her mind and looked around at the hallway she was in, "Starlights right, one of these days I need to have an intervention with everyone and help me put up a bunch of signs to this place. Ponies could get lost if they're not too careful."

Walking down the hallway, she took the next corridor and stopped cold at sight in front of her. It was the hallway leading to the tome of the demon slayer. But what grabbed her full attention was the rusted iron door that Twilight remembered closing when she and the others left with the book was now open, but what made her stop was the shadowy black figure standing at the top of the stone stairway looking directly at her with their dark red eyes.

Cold dead eyes.

Meeting these eyes with her's. Twilights body froze stiff at the sight of them. She had gone up against several powerful beings over the recent years, Discord, Chrysalis, Sombra, and Tirek being among the more powerful. Each one of them had an agenda or goal for power. But looking into those eyes, Twilight didn't know what she saw, there was no lust for power, no. What she was seeing was the rage, refined and unbreakable, focused and with purpose.

Twilight had seen this look before, just earlier today from the demon slayer. Then the realization hit her like a locomotive. It was him.

It is him, the Doom Slayer?

Their stood one of the deadliest vengeful spirits of all time looking at her. Twilights mind was running at full capacity with scenarios of him being alive and in Equestria. As she stands, she couldn't lay a finger on him at the strength he held. Maybe if she had all of the alicorn magic of the other three princesses she could. But alone and by herself, she stood no chance.

Sweat poured from her temple into her eye making her blink in response breaking eye contact with the demon slayer. When she looked back up he was gone the severe stiffness in her body was lifted and she could move free will again. He was gone.

Panic filled Twilight as she raced towards the iron rusted door leading to the tome. Lighting up her magic she cast an elimination spell on everything, as her spell reached the stairs entryway it stopped by an unknown force. Halting at the stairs, Twilight looked over at the entryway wondering why her magic ended as it did. Then she felt the faint old magic that the tome amits. Was it an anti-magic wared seal this place?

Looking down the passageway, she felt a cold chill crawl up her sweat soaked back. Like whatever was down there was inviting her to come down there of her own free will. Not forcing her down or a suggestion, an invite. Be it a cold one but an invite nonetheless. Taking a deep breath, she made her way down the stairway. Upon reaching the ground level where she and her friends found the hanging skeletons. Now actually looking at them they kinda do resemble some of the demons she had seen from the visions. Soon she was standing in the last place she wants to be in; she gave a closer look at her surroundings.

Unlike the rest of her castle where everything from the floor to the walls and ceiling was made of crystal, this place was made of some kind of rustic brown carbon stone. Like a mixture of granite, limestone, and iron from the carbon. Maybe Pinkie's sister Muad could tell her what kind of mineral is this. Next, her attention was what was drawn on the walls. The language it was written in Twilight could not decipher any of it for because it had not seen any form of written language she saw before as a student under Celestia or as a princess when learning about politics in other nations. They made little sense to her the more she looked at them. She did recognize the marking that the book currently stuck to the cutie mark map. If so then these must some of the Doom Slayers tiles. Like an early form of record. Twilight's inner scholar was slowly coming out at the possible knowledge that was written on the wall's.

A stray thought of sending a letter to Daring Do to come visit and look into all this to see if she has come across any ruins that may have this same writing style.

Shaking her head, Twilight set her eyes upon why she was here. Trending past and doing her best to ignore the dead hanging from the walls she ends up where she and her friends found the book. The sight of which makes it her stop to gaze at her surroundings.

If it weren't for the dead demons hanging from the walls, then Twilight felt like lingering for a bit to study the architecture of this place. The place was still lit by the fire from the torches from the last time she was down here. With no sent of fumes or smoke in the air, she could only assume it had to be some form of magic. Her eye's then landed on the six statues that led up to the stone chair/throne for lack of a better word, and the resting place of what must be the demon slaying warrior.

"Was that you that I saw?" Twilight said out loud to the tome behind the throne. "Upon the stairs up there a few moments ago."

The silence was all that was all that answered her. After a minute of silence, she shook her head and smiled graced her lips. "I don't know why your tome appeared in the castle that the tree of harmony gave to me. Or why you had to live through the way suffering your people did at the hands of demons. If I were in your position, I would be broken if my friends and family were lost to me. Never be the same as I was before and lost to darkness, never to walk with the friendship and love which I am blessed with every day with. Yet you then stood back up."

Twilight slowly made her way up the steps passing the statues with her eyes locked on to the thone hiding the tome while continuing to speak to the silence. "Fighting and laying waste to those that hurt you in the most profound way." When she made it to the throne, she found it being bigger than before but noted it for later as she laid a hand on one of its arms. "It is not something I can approve after all my studies into friendship. But it is something I hope to understand as I watch as your story is played out in your book."

Running her hand up and along the chair, she walks around to face the odd statue that once held the book in front of her in front of her. "I will bring your book back when my friends and I are done looking at it and will give you finished with it. And leave with you the peace you so rightfully deserve that has denied you for so long." Twilight finnshed as she looked up at the odd statue, the soft smile still on her face.

Unknown to Twilight, various shadowy figures were coming up from behind her as she rests her hand on the sarcophagus. Next to the symbol that marked it representing the demon slayer. "Makes me wonder what you were like before this fate befell on you, could we have even been friends? Who knows..." Letting her hand slide off, she took a single step away from the sarcophagus for getting a view of both it and the strange statue. "The more I think about on it, the more I want to know. It's strange really. I have alway's had a peculiar thirst for knowledge and in wanting to know more. Ha, kind of like how I stumbled onto my first real friends when I pursued the Elements of Harmony and representing the element of magic."

As she talked, more and more shadowy figures continued to show up behind the oblivious princess. All of them taking the shape of those who were fit for charging into battle, all wearing armor that matched the six statues of the kights that decorated the stairs. Each of them giving off a ghostly green glow. When Twilight finished taking there stood close to a two hundred armored kights each holding a weapon in their hand from multiple varieties from halberds and spears to claymore greatswords and swinging maces. Each was looking as sharp as they are deadly in each of the firm hands. Then each of them gave a commanding presence.

The soft smile that was her lips disappeared as quickly as the hair on her neck and arms stood up. The familiar feeling of eyes watching her every movement hit her like a ton of bricks. Slowly turning around behind her eye turned to pinpricks at the sight that showed her that she was very much 'NOT' alone anymore. Looking to the nearest armored figure, they looked exactly like the knights that stood on the floor. Each of them glowed a green color that covered them from their rounded helmets to the armored boots with all of them holding all kinds of deadly weapons that made Twilight even more uneasy the more she looked at them. After several seconds the closest three near her moved towards her. At the sight of them walking towards her, Twilight stepped back on instinct and continued to do so as the three motioned towards her.

She was brought out of her fight or flight instinct as her back pressed against the wall. Looking to her sides, she saw that she had nowhere to run or escape, and with how close everything was flying over them wouldn't work. Concentration really hard on her magic only let off a few sparks popped off her horn meaning that magic was not an option either. Putting her attention back on the three ghostly knights that were approaching her. Only they weren't walking towards her anymore; they were standing less than an arm's length from her. A new thing that she now saw that stood out to her was their hight. Twilight was easily five foot seven while Applejack stood over her a six foot one. These armored ghosts stood as tall as Celesta at nearly eight feet. The next was their eye's. A deep green of energy filled the eye sockets of each of the armored helmets.

At that sight, her eyes locked with its. Twilights heart raced at sonic rainboom speeds, with her heart beating as fast as it is, she felt cold. Not like if her body being dipped in ice water cold, but fear.

Several seconds past as she watches for her end to come for her. Memories of all those she held near and dear to her past by her in moments, events of all her struggles came up both the good and bad. Her best like like her overcoming Discord control over her and the worse from her when she went crazy by not finding her friendship problem. They came and went as her life flashed before her eyes like a fast moving movie.

Twilight didn't know how long she stared those eye's, but when her life flashed to her recent years of all that's happened to her, she suddenly felt ashamed. Not at her failures but in herself, at this very moment. For giving up after everything she's done in life.

Twilight felt her body heat up, pushing aside the fear she felt earlier starting to subside. Sparking a fire for something else something that made her clench her fists till it hurt.

Rage

That's what it was she was feeling, rage that she was just giving up and surrendering to her fate without even putting up a fight. Her mind flashed back to when she confronted Nightmare Moon before her friends arrived to help her form the Elements of Harmony. Did she give just give up because Nightmare outclassed in everything from magic to strength? No, she pushed on with little hope to go on. Did she give up when Chrysalis traped her and a starving Cadence in the crystal caves? Buck no she pushed on dragging a weaken cadence leaned against her till they were out and helped fight off an invasion without a break or after a full day of being awake!

It was these images that made her angry with herself that... "What?"

Twilight saw the two of the kights had taken a step back from her leaving the one in the middle with her. Looking back at the one in the middle she no longer felt fear filling her upcoming from the middle one like she did before instead she felt, pride? But why is that?

She then felt movement and a soft heat coming from behind her head. She than automatically put her hand up to her head but stopped at the sight of it. Instead of the lavender coat that she was born with it was a glowing white color. Looking over to where her hair supposed to be, she saw wisps of flame coming from behind her. She had come to the conclusion of one thing, something she hasn't done since she finally excepted Pinkie Pie's Pinkie Sense.

She had rage shifted.

But unlike the like the all the times when she shifted they were bearly a couple of seconds. Now she felt calm? Centered, at peace? She didn't know what to think of this.

Looking back the knights in front of her she surprised to see the two on the side holding their right hands clenched over their breastplates. Looking past them all the night she was seeing were making the same gesture. Twilight was confused. Looking to the knight in front of her she watches as it gave her something of a nod of approval before it raised its left hand to her, Twilight could only stare a green glow as its massive went o to her face an-

Twilights eye's shot open as her head lifted from the table. Her arms flung around as they pushed books and an empty dinner tray aside as she breathed in heavily as if she had just run from Ponyville to Canterlot and back in a nonstop dead sprint. It took her almost a minute to calm her breathing down to normal, but she did it. Taking note of her surroundings, she saw that she was back in the library. "Was it all just a dream?" she asked herself.

The thoughts of life passing by, the feeling of the strange stone across her fingers, the rage. "It felt so real," Twilight was convinced that everything she felt was real. Did she seriously just envisioned it all in a dream? Looking down at the table she was sitting she saw that everything she had piled up neatly before was now a mess. Shaking her head, she looked up at her clock and saw it was nearly five in the morning. Usually, she would be up by seven to start her day, but now she really didn't feel like going back to bed for a few hours.

Taking in a few deep breath, she mustered out her magic and put up all the books in the shelves and cleaning up the tray that once held her dinner that Spike gave her last night. Taking the food tray in hand, she left the library for the kitchen to both dispose of her plate in the sink and get her big mug of coffee.

Unknow to anyone a soft orange and red glow emitted from the carving that was on the Demon Slayers tome.

Author's Note

Two updates in 24 hours alright and getting this story featured made me sit down and with this story and write again. Thank you all for reading this. It makes me so happy that people out there love reading my stories even with my grammar problem that I have. Thank you all so much, because of you all support I spent the whole day writing and editing this for you all.

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