Emmeranne looked at Azriel, “I’m going through the portal to catch up to that sister of mine. Soon we shall see what will happen when we tamper with time itself.”

“I’ll wait here and train the changeling first,” said Azriel, with a smile upon his face.

The two went home while Emmeranne went through the portal.

“Well, it’s just you and me.” as he walked out of the house and saw the changeling was still there.

Something happened a few seconds as he walked on the grass. He started to spit out black liquid know it's his blood. The changeling started to eat Azriel's love for Emmeranne.

Soon Azriel passed out and then died with his head splattered opened and can't regenerate.

The changeling noticed that his death won't be in vain but she also knows that she may die so she hides in a cave and started to lay eggs.

She then spoke, “I must find food for my subjects.”

Emmeranne stepped through the portal gateway and left Azriel and the changeling named Tarantula.

Emmeranne saw what others had couldn’t imagine the possibilities. The only thing she could do is walk. As she kept going, she got older. However, her size became a little bigger once she was out of the portal. A full-sized mare.

She wondered about her friends back in the first generation.

The chaos emerged in Ponyville ever so slightly.

Emmeranne shook her head and walked toward the end of the portal.

She wished that she didn’t see what she ended up too. She was in a dark room with a light bulb flickering. There were bloodstains on the ground and another butcher knife like she had when she was in her timeline. There is a bunch of dead ponies and changeling's organs everywhere. She looked around and saw a lot of smiley faces wrote in blood. There were also writing on the wall. “HA. HA… HAHA..” she walked to the door and turned the knob with her left hoof. She went to the door and saw more dead ponies. Fillies, mares, colts, and even stallions. She then heard a noise coming from the top. Emmeranne hid under the bed. She saw a pink pony dragging another pink pony on her left hoof and a blue one with her right hoof.

The pink pony with the balloons happened to put the two in place. She, of course, locked the two ponies on the tables. She then heard one of them make a sound saying their friend Pinkie Pie. She told them she was Pinkamena. Knowing the fact, she had smell there was another pony in the room. Pinkamena used her the sharpest butcher knife and cut them near their throats.

“I can smell you too.” She said with a smile.

She comes out of the cupboard looking at her and slanted her eyes and raises the left eyebrow.

“Time to die.” As the pink one rushed towards her.

Emmeranne opened her mouth with lots of thick black liquid and it consumes the pink one.

“What is happening.” Emmeranne went on her knees shivering in fear. “Azriel is that you? What did you do to me?”

She glanced at the ground and coughed. She coughed out black blood. The taste was nasty like it was some kind of terrible vegetable on a platter.

“Damn it a vegetable. Wait why does this taste like carrots. I remember that I used to love them.” She stood back up and made her way to the dead bodies slowly with her left hoof rubbed her head up and down. She put her hoof down and had a snack over the two dead ponies. The Pink one finally disappears in that thick black blood.

“I have to get out of here.” She walks out of the building and saw new construction. However, she still thought she was in Canterlot.

“Hmmm,” she said, looking over to the ponies that got murdered. Then they both disappeared right in front of Emmeranne. “Something is not right,” she said, staring at the empty table. When she walked out of the room, into the hallway, and at the end of the hallway was a door that leaded outside. While she was walking to that door, she opened it with her left hoof. Something that she didn’t expect that went to the lord of chaos.

Emmeranne had entered to the weird place. She saw lots of flying stuff like it was off the ground and floating piece of dirt and grass. She saw a house over there. She walked up there. Knocks on the door. No one answers. She then opened the door and it had a loud squeak sound. The room was dark with pony's heads on the table right in front of her in the back... On her right, there were five pony rib cages like it was already been butcher like meat. She got close to it. There was no one here but, however, she saw a picture of discord. She thought to herself that he looks ugly. Emmeranne then explores the house and open a few doors and then the last door leading to the basement.

She walked to the basement and sniff the air and smelled like oil and machinery. As she reached the bottom of the stairs, she saw piles and stacks of dead ponies. The death count was too many for her to count. The table was full of guts and gore.

Seaspray came out of the dark corner and ask what you doing here a stranger. She then flicked her straw hat to fix the position to see the stranger with a leaf in her mouth slanting her eyes. The name is Seaspray the fourth dazzlings to be ever created.

Emmeranne walked up close and stared at her. “Where am I?” She spoke.

Seaspray said. “You're on my ship in the middle of the ocean.”

“The ocean?” Emmeranne said with a grin and her left eyebrow raised.

So Emmeranne walked up closer and suck out Seaspray blood. “This should hold me a little longer.” as she smiled.

Emmeranne turned around and the stairs were gone. She walked upstairs to the upper deck. Knowing the place, she had been before disappeared, however, where something is missing. She walked over to the other side of the stairs that lead to the upper deck. However, Emmeranne stood there for a moment knowing she having thoughts.

A time back of the past.

Emmeranne in her own room. With all of her little toys to play with.

Father looked at her knowing she wasn’t a happy foal. He looked at his wife and thought she needs another person in her life. Something that sparks her to be happy.

Emmeranne looked at her past knowing that she stared at her mother for a good long six minutes. Mother, she cried. But her voice just couldn’t reach knowing it’s her past.

Emmeranne shook her head back to the present time again. All she knows that she has to kill her sister for killing her parents in the first place. She grinned and hits the wooden walls as they break. Cold air blew in from the top of the upper deck as Emmeranne then walked.

The air blew in her face with a gentle touch. It reminds of her father and a few strange ponies.

As she then walked upstairs, she notices she isn’t on the lower deck but, in a different place.

A pony walked towards her. “You made it finally vampire one.”

Emmeranne turned around to her left and saw a pony with wicked red eyes.

“The name is Clover Autumn and welcome to the third generation of Equestria,” she said staring at the vampire with a taunting look.

Author's Note

Might fix this later.