Lost Twilight

An unfathomable smell was assaulting the senses. Rising up from the ground was none other than Twilight Sparkle. Dazed and confused, she could not get a good hold on her surroundings. There was only the marching step of somepony coming for her. She nudged herself forward to find that a chain had been locked around her neck. There was no possible escape from the darkness of the room she was in. Twilight had no choice, but to light the room with a spell. It charged through her horn and lit up the small room she was in. Two corpses beside her, their eyes gouged out from their sockets. Ponies she did not recognize, even worse from that fact that they were skinned and had terrifying expressions on their faces. Realization hit her head in a second. This was not a happy and positive place. And she had to get out as soon as possible.

Terrified and disgusted by such a display of gore and violence. She almost vomited before she covered her mouth. Even worse was the smell that emanated from the dead. Twilight blasted the chain from her neck, a sudden “chink” came forth from the broken chain. Suddenly, the door far in front of her screeched open and she scrambled to get to somewhere to hide. Seeing nowhere particular that one could easily conceal themselves, Twilight had no choice. She squirmed under the corpse on the left, blood spilled over her as she tried to renovate herself under the dead pony. She eyed the creature that was coming for her. It was a tall specimen, short legs with massive long arms. Had a bag over it’s head that was covered in splotches of blood.

Grey fur covered in an amount of blood as well, smudged against the hairs giving it a darker reddish hue. He looked around and dropped his massive cleaver onto the ground angrily. It seemed his prey had disappeared and now he had to go looking for it. Twilight awaited and tried her best to fight off the revolting blood slowly covering her. Terror was beyond the power of her disgust, and she preservered forward while the creature started running back into what corridor was left. With the steps slowly losing sound, Twilight left the corpse hiding place and emerged in rancid fluids. She tried to collect herself, attempting to remember what had happened in the first place. A memory revealed itself to her and everything began to pick up. She had gone to meet with the Buffalo for a better communicative understanding. One moment, she was resting around the campsites after a delegation with them. The next being blacked out while resting in her own tent.

Twilight opened the only available door, it was darker than anticipated from the entrance. But, she did not want to be around for that monster to find her again. There was only one option, to move forward. She tiptoed through and fell to the ground. Her mind burning from the inside of her skull. Something was off, and in desperation she tried to teleport with her magical power. It instantly fizzled from her horn. She gasped as something was disrupting her. This monster certainly knew what he was doing. Panic almost set in at that she couldn't use her magic. There was no time to dawdle at the low chance of survival. There was only thing left to do and that was to escape and find help.

She took a deep breath, the stench of the dead unwavering her resolve. This wasn’t going to be the end of Twilight Sparkle. Now ready, she went forward into the darkness. And the door closed behind her. She kept walking silently, the pitch blackness losing it’s power as she went forward. There were a couple of stairs, and she climbed up them continuously before she forced the pair of doors at the end to her freedom. The first thing she saw was the moonlight sky over the darkness of the moon. An endless forest for miles could be seen. She got out of the hell hole she sprung from and tried her best to cast a spell. Nothing of note came out and she suddenly became desperate.

“Oh no… w-what can I do, what do I do?”, she stressed. “I-I’m not p-prepared for this”.

A sudden grumble from behind her and that monster appeared. He laughed as he slowly watched Twilight for any sudden movements. For a short while, they stared at each other. Twilight frozen from the sight of her pursuer. And then she instantly moved. Her hoofsteps digging against the dirt as she ran for her life. She went into the forest and reacted to the thrown cleaver that almost snapped her backside in half. Running so fast, she dared not look back from fear that her end would be at hoof. Then, she went inside one of the tree trunks when far enough to not hear his steps. For a while she waited, and the lumbering beast went forward right next to her. He started chopping trees down angrily with a loud battle cry. Twilight clenched her eyes, tears dropping from her as the monster cut down the tree she was under into a stub that she somehow could still hide in.

It lasted for a while, but the creature was finally gone. She emerged and bolted the opposite direction to which it went. Non-stop running to the point that she finally couldn’t run anymore. She was stopped by a metal chain wall that stretched on for miles. Breathing from such a strenuous exercise. The very sight of the wall made her lose an inch of hope within herself. She could not think, she could not understand at what was next, she only knew that there was still a chance she would become pony meat. The very idea frightened her, almost spiraling her to an insane mental condition. Yet, she breathed and realized her fate. She had to confront that thing to be free of this nightmare. She stood up from the ground, and resigned herself to her gamble. Twilight Sparkle walked back, it was the only choice left to her at this point.

As she continued, memories of all her friends swarmed her brain. Spike all by himself without her. No more parties to have with Pinkie Pie. No races with Rainbow Dash. Not even a single time left to be with Applejack. Rarity would be destroyed. All of them would be completely decimated. All because of that thing would kill her. Completely obliterating everything Twilight has ever achieved and done.

“No, this will not be the end. Not even by a long shot”.