The room Derpy led me to was cold, and had a little light hanging from it. There were blueprints of some suits/toys that wasn’t made that ranged from the following
”Tirek“
A. Horns to admit fear into it’s enemies
B. Arms to grab things (tightly)
C. Can turn into a human without a suit
”Discord”
A. Chaotic powers
B. Can turn into a human without a suit
”Derpy”
A. Crossed eyes can scan a pony (even in a human suit)
B. Clumsy do to function A
The sad part was, they were all stamped finished, and possessed. Next to those were used cigarettes, alcohol, and Tirek. “Did she bring you here?” He asked. Fear went straight inside me, I couldn’t move, so I said a nervous, “Yes...” He then took out two cigarettes, gave one to me, and took out a lighter to light it.
“Why are you here?” I asked.
“Pain,” he said, “fear, agony, all of it was too much.”
It then I just noticed his eyes wasn’t blacked out, like Derpy’s
“It’s only now I understand the death and the depravity of this creature, this monster that I unwillingly help to create.” He said, and let out a sigh. “As if what he has already done wasn’t enough, he found a new way to desecrate, to humiliate, to destroy. As if the suffering wasn’t enough, the lost of innocents, the lost of everything to so many people. Small souls trapped in prisons of my making, now set to new purpose, and used in ways I never thought imagined. He lured them all back, back to a familiar place, back with familiar tricks. He brought them all together. Are they still aware? I hope not. It keeps me awake at night. I couldn’t make myself ‘sleep’. But not yet. Not until I undo what he has done, and heal this wound. A wound that was first inflicted on me, but one that I let bleed out, to cause all of this. He set some kind of trap. I don't know what it was, but he led them there, again. He overpowered them, again. And robbed them of the only thing they had left, again. I don't know how those little breaths of life came to inhabit those machines, but they will never find rest now, not like this. I have to call them, all back. All of them, together, in one place...”
Just after he said those words, a blast came from the door. They found us. Tirek was almost ready to charge, when all the sudden, Fluttershy, Applejack, Rainbow Dash, and Pinkie Pie all encircled him, and Twilight was preparing another magic blast. I tried to help, but Rarity was holding me back with a magic field. Twilight's magic was ready. She aimed at Tirek, and fired, only to hit another magical blast, caused by Tirek.
The smoke emitted was heavy, and it took a while for it to disappear. And when it cleared, Tirek was gone, and I was hit in the back of the head, by a sleep spell.
Author's Note
This is my first story so don't judge. Yes, Tirek is a good guy. No, this may not be canon to the series.
Also, don't be like "I HATE IT, YOU SUCK!!!". I'm going to get better, okay.
Author's Note
Needed when color is cyan
The Final Chapter
Darkness. That’s all I saw. The pain is unbearable. The rope that tied me, feels like snakes getting tighter, and tighter. Silence was all I herd. Until a voice called out,
“You played right into our hands.” Twilight? “Did you really think that this job just fell out of the sky for you?”
That is what I thought...
“No. This was a gift, for us. You gathered them all together in on place. Just like he ask you to. All of those little souls, in one place. Just for us, a gift.”
I don’t understand.
“Now we can do what we were created to do. And be complete. I will make you proud daddy. Watch. Listen. And be fold...”
*BEEP*
“Connection Terminated. I’m sorry to interrupt you Elizabeth, if you even remember that name. But I’m afraid you’ve been misinformed. You’re not here to receive a gift, nor have you been called here by the individuals you assume, although you have, indeed, been called. You have all been called here. Into a labyrinth of sounds, and smells, misdirection, and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exits. A maze with no prize. You don’t even realized that you are trapped. Your lust for blood has driven you in endless circles, chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber, always seeming so near, yet some how out of reach. But you will never find them, no of you will. This is were your story ends. And to you, my brave volunteer, who somehow found this ‘job listing’ not intended for you. Although there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that’s not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be.”
“AAAAHH!!!”
“I am remaining as well, I am nearby. This place will not be remembered, and the memory of everything that started this, can finally begin to fade away. As the agony of every tragedy should. And to you monsters trapped in the corridors, be still, and give up your spirits. They don’t belong to you. For most of you, I believe there is peace, and perhaps more, waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although for one of you,” *screech* “the darkest pit of HELL has opened to swallow you whole.” *screech* “So don’t keep the Devil waiting ‘old friend’. My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well. It’s in your nature to protect the innocent. I’m sorry that on THAT DAY, the day you were shut out, and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into there arms, the way of lifted others into yours. And then, what became of you. I should’ve known you wouldn’t be contend to disappear, not my daughter. I couldn’t save you then, so let me save you now. It’s time to rest, for you, and for those you have carried in your arms. This ends, for all of us. End Communication.”
