Author's Note

Ooh man, was I late to upload this.

Look, I’m very, very sorry for not uploading. But c’mon, cut me some slack here. I’ve been productive now. For the first time in my life.

Conclusion is still in the works for it’s latest chapter, but I’m sorry that it’s late. If you don’t know what Conclusion is, you can check it out on my account.

Anyways, enjoy y’all.

Forethought

Sunset was shocked by Midnight’s use of words.

She just, couldn’t believe it. Kill? Why? This is her nightmare, after all. It wouldn’t really kill them, in reality wise, but instead in her realm, yes. It doesn’t make any sense. What makes her do this, even though she already knows that it wouldn’t bring to any significant change?

‘Why?!’

Midnight, was quick to respond to her, even though she said those words inside her mind. Just like she said, it is the realm of the mind, and her powers goes by anything she can imagine. She smiles, and glances over to Sunset, giving a villian styled face to her, making her ticked off, essentially changing her expression from questioned to angry in a matter of seconds. Midnight, meanwhile, was hoping for that reaction to come.

“You’ll see soon enough. Assuming you were able to resist, of course.”

“What are you talking about!?”

She chuckles before responding, all while changing her gaze to the other 4, who were still stuck in time. It was like she was choosing one, like a game of eenie-mini-minnie-mo.

“Oh, shut up, Sunset. Asking won’t get you anywhere. Of course, I believe your scatterbrain can’t comprehend my plans for you.”

Abliging to Midnight, Sunset actually remained quiet. She is right, though. It’s not like talking or acting tough, for that matter, will get her to confess. Even then, it’s better that Sunset doesn’t know about it.

Not that it matters, since it’s going to happen anyways.

Sunset waits in anticipation, hoping that Midnight doesn’t do anything to her friends. It’s such horrid that she can’t do anything at this point. Even though they are just meters away from each other, she still can’t help them avoid the threat of Midnight. It makes her feel worthless, in a way.

‘Being friends, takes a tool.’, she thought.

Your expected to go with them through thick and thin, helping each other out in the most brilliant and fascinating ways. Your expected to be with them forever, and will always be with them, no matter what. Breaking that taboo is always a pain that you will never forget, and Sunset experiences this in a very big magnitude.

They saved her from her greed.

Her lust.

Her anger.

They accepted her for what she is. Even though she tried to destroy them all.

She thought she couldn’t pay them back down for what she did, but it turns out, she doesn’t have to.

The only exception, being loyalty.

To protect them.

Stay with them.

Until the ends of time.

Turns out she just couldn’t do it.

She couldn’t defend them.

She couldn’t stay with them.

She couldn’t be loyal.

Even to the people that showed her the light of friendship.

The light that punctuated the darkness inside of her, way back at the Fall Formal.

She couldn’t do the thing she swore to do.

The only thing she ever swore to do.

Suddenly, her eyes started to become foggy, and a bit hazy. She felt a tear coming out of her eyes, essentially running down her soft, yellow cheeks. Too bad she couldn’t wipe them of, though. She expected herself to cry, but not in such a tremendously antagonistic way. She stares at Midnight, who is still looking at her friends.

Silence fills the void as they both say no sentences at all. They didn’t have anything to say. It was pretty obvious nobody wants too, the only exception being Midnight, who will obviously tantalise Sunset, if she dare say a word. This silence is shut down though, as Midnight begins to speak up.

“You know what, Sunset? I haven’t even shown you a demonstration yet. Apologies.”

‘.......what?’ Sunset thought.

“You see, when time itself stops to a hault, nothing can respond. They remain still, held back by the effects. However, when time begins to resurface.....” Midnight says, while gazing over at Sunset, all before going over straight to Twilight, who’s expression was a joyous one, smiling over to her friends. Midnight, however, doesn’t give a damn, and gives a straight jab to Twilight’s stomach, using her arms. Sunset was furious, attempting to break free. All until she realises Twilight didn’t even flinch, and still held her smile. She was relieved, and her anger quickly seized.

Until it resurfaces, of course. Which wouldn’t take very long.

“See for yourself.” Midnight says, holding her hand up.

Snap.

All of a sudden, colours began to form back, as the world Sunset saw was now filled with brightness. She glances over to the CHS building, which gradually regained its signature red paint. She was on cloud nine, and Midnight knows this. But, for some reason, all of the students didn’t seem to notice Midnight, or Sunset, for that matter.

Screams.

It was from their friends, and Sunset was quick to realize. She looked over at the 4, and saw Twilight, lying down on the ground, either unconscious, or otherwise, she couldn’t tell. They all look over at Twilight, inspecting her, in case she was seriously injured. Twilight immediately got back up, and her smile from before turned all the way upside down.

They saw Midnight, right in front of their eyes. Twilight was the most surprised, technically weirded out by how she was back, just after her defeat. They all give sturdy faces towards her, but Midnight replies with a not so generous smile.

“Midnig-“ Twilight says, before Midnight raised her hand once again.

Snap.

The colours began to fade back, and the girls remain in the positions they were previously in. They didn’t move, not even a flinch, but Sunset expected this already.

Looks like her demonstration sorted things out.

Sunset was getting a little bit scared now. With this, not only she can stop time, but warp it according to her choosing? That isn’t just unfair. That was deadly. She turned her eyes over to Midnight, who seemed to be enjoying the view of the frozen 4. In a way, Sunset doesn’t blame her. With this much magic, who wouldn’t have stopped to enjoy it?

“Now Sunset...”

“...the real fun begins.”

“Now lets choose, shall we?”

Sunset gives a loud grunt over to Midnight, but being the villian she is, she doesn’t care. All that she does care was her revenge.

Her sweet, sweet revenge for what she did to her.

In a way, it seemed like it was fair.

To another standpoint, it doesn’t.

She begins to lift her hand once again, but instead leaves it at RD, pointing at her.

“Eenie.”

“Mini.”

“Minnie.”

“You.”