Trustworthy: The Truth Behind What's Loved

GC/n: Well, that was a waste of time. I was suppose to find the crew with Blaze but now he's gone too. For fuck's sake. *sits down on chair* I'll just take a nap.

Enjoy the chapter, or whatever.

GC out-

Chapter 2 – Introductions first...

I woke up, face down, from one of my famous ‘I don’t want to get up but I have to. God damn it, this sucks’ sleeps. I opened my eyes to see… nothing. But this time, the nothing was black. Somewhat of a good change. I used my arms to lift myself up from the floor and stand up. I arched my back enough to hear a satisfying crack. I sighed in pleasure (drugs jokes are not funny. Mary Juana taught me that.). Looking around, I was wrong at first when I said the room was black; it was black on my left and white on my right. I was standing in the middle of the two.

Where the hell am I now? The last thing I remember, before all of this, was unconsciousness. And before that Meg was casting some kind of world travel spell. Also, she said that when I got there there were going to be changes in me. Did I turn into a pony? Now I’m getting excited. I looked down at my body to see I was still human. Oh man. At least my clothes are alright.

No time to worry that right now, I need to know where I am? *Le gasp*is this Equestria? I hope not. I expected this to be more colorful. And not to mention more populated.

Ok, first things first. “Where am I?” I asked nobody in particular again. I have to stop talking to myself. This is not healthy.

“We are in your mind, master.” Said a heavenly voice behind me. That’s good to know.

I turned to the source of the voice and I saw myself. I’m not even kidding here. The person that was talking to me was myself (That’s me and myself but where’s I?), expect he was white. Literally and completely, white. It was like looking at an angel with amputated wings.

A very bright angel with amputated wings.

Too bright, damn it.

I put my right arm in front of my eyes to cover some of the light. “Dude, I think you should take fewer showers. Seriously, you could blind Chuck Norris with your ‘shine’.” I said half jokingly, half serious.

He laughed. “Master, you are so funny.” He said while laughing some more. What the… is he calling me master? “How about now?”

I lowered my arm down to look at him while thinking what he was talking about. He was no longer shiny. I could finally see his features; a hair style that was a combination of a short Mohawk and calm, a white hooded jacket, a white T-shirt underneath, white jeans and white ‘Chicago bulls’ sneakers. The thing that stuck out in him was his eyes; Dark blue, darker than Rarity’s. Somehow, I felt at peace with this guy. If we get to know each other some more, maybe we can try crack together and regret doing it later while we’re partying with his sister.

“That’s good, I guess.” I said, confused as to why in the name of god’s toenails does this guy look like me. “Who are you?”

“Ah yes, that question I can’t answer you,” He said while scratching the back of his head. “for I have no name.”

Is he being serious? “Why?”

“Well master-“

“Ok, stop right there.” I cut him off. “Why are you calling me master?”

“Because you are my master.” With that statement he smiled while I was staring at him in confusion. “What’s wrong?”

“What are you?!” I blurted out. Why did I just ask that question instead why am I a master? I’m such an idiot.

He was slightly taken back with that, but quickly gained his composure. “That one I can answer; I am the manifestation of all your positive feelings.”

“You’re all my feelings in one?” I asked in shock.

“No, no, master.” He said while shaking his head. “Just your positive feelings.” He emphasized the word ‘positive’.

“Oh. Then where is the manifestation of my negative feelings?”

“He’s right behind you.” He said while pointing at someone behind me. I turned around to a pants shitting, piss making, nightmare dreaming scene that made me scream and fall on my ass.

The person I was facing was completely opposite to the other one; for once he was completely black, even his clothes, he had the bloodiest red eyes that showed an angry expression and looked like a demon from hell. Behind him were black tentacles that and some kind of black liquid was coming out of each of them. Overall, it looked like Pigsaw and Slenderman had a kid, but Slenderman had an affair with other men and the kid’s real father was still unknown. Just because I’m scared doesn’t mean I can’t be funny. Yes, it does. Yes. It. Does

“Dear god, what the fuck are you?!” I half shouted in shock, surprise and fear.

The demon took a dead serious and evil tone. “Are you fucking kidding me?” What? He turned to the angel. “This guy is supposed to be our master?”

“By the looks of it, yes. He seems nice though.” Angel smiled while the demon grunted.

“This has got to be the worst excuse for a leader I have ever seen.” He said angrily while rubbing his temple with his index finger and thumb.

Hearing the word master so many times made me stand up. “WHY DO YOU TWO KEEP CALLING ME MASTER?!” I screamed in anger. “And don’t give me that ‘because you are my master’ bullshit.” I quickly added, looking particularly at the angel.

The angel decided to speak. “You are the one who controls us.”

“Therefore, you rule over us.” The demon continued. “Unfortunately.” He added.

I’m going to pretend I didn’t hear that last part. “So you were in here my whole life?”

“Yes, that is correct.”

“And ‘here’ is…?”

“Your mind.” Ok.

“And I’m not in Equestria?”

“You are. You’re just unconscious right now. Where, I don’t know though.” Shit.

“And you two don’t have names?”

The angel shrugged. “We’re just manifestation of your feelings. We were never named.”

Aw, poor guys. They have been in my mind for as long as I can remember and they were never named? I’m gonna change that. “I can name you two, if you want.”

“Really?”

“Please don’t.”

“Yeah. It’s the least I can do.” I began to think of names for them. Let’s see, a name is supposed to reflect ones personality, one of them is nice enough to take a bullet to the heart, and the other is a combination of every horror movie that I know. I got it!

I turned to the angel. “I’ll call you Heart,” then I turned to the demon. “And I’ll call you Shadow.”

Heart smiled joyfully. “Woooo, I love it. It fits too.” (Life is so much funnier when you have a dirty mind, isn’t it?)

Shadow pondered this, with a hand on his chin. “I like it. But don’t think this will change my thoughts about you.”

Meh, it was worth a try. Hey, didn’t Meg say that something was gonna happen to me when I got to Equestria? Maybe what happened to ME were these two guys. But I have a feeling that this is not all. There’s something more, I just know it.

“Master,” Heart interrupted my train of thought. “Don’t you think you should wake up now?”

I shook my head, coming back to reality. “What? Oh, yeah. But how am I gonna do that?”

Shadow walked towards me. “It’s easy.” He opened his palm and placed it on my face. At first I was confusion as to why he did that, but then I felt the same pressure like before; unconsciousness was taking me again.

As let the darkness take me Heart bid me a final ‘Farewell and good luck’.

That is not a good sign.

GC/n: ZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Blaze:*Contains laughter*

Josh: *is filming a dick drawn BronyGC*

Blaze: GC out pffffft-