Waters: Part 2 - Dark May

"What?" says W, shocked. "Am I... am I...?

"Um," says Discord.. "It's hard to explain."

"...Dead?"

"I told you it's hard to explain."

W raises his eyebrows. "Um, uh... why?"

Discord appears now drinking a cup of coffee. "Coffee is for the hardest days, and... well, W... technically, according to the laws of time, space, reality and the Old Pillars... you are dead."

"What?" says W, again. "So... no, no, no. NO! THIS CAN'T BE OVER!"

"Well, you are not dead," says Discord, and then he approaches to W's face with his hot cup. "But you are almost. The magic of Verminium that is living inside you is killing you, but at the same time is trying its best to leaving you alive because if you die, the magic from inside vanishes."

W gets up and looks at Discord, grabbing his head. "What?"

"I told you," he says. "It's hard to believe."

Discord and W sit on the distance and then a portal is opened in front of them. Event comes out but he is not alone. There are six guys with him. Three women and three men. One of the men is bigger than the rest and has light blue skin and orange hair and beard. The other men are an orange-skinned young kid dressed as a guardsman and a third man who is dressed like a wizard with his big white beard. On the other hand, the three women are all young. There is one with cyan hair and dressed in a kimono, another one with long green hair and a green dress, and the last woman has a crown and coral-coloured skin.

Those six are Mage Meadowbrook, Rockhoof, Somnambula, Mistmane, Flash Magnus and Star Swirl the Bearded: The Pillars of Old Equestria.

W thought they were just a myth Fletcher used to tell him at nighttime but turns out the six of them are real, in front of his own eyes. Nevertheless, the Pillars are arguing with Event.

"The only thing I want is to get the magic out of him. I helped you lots of times against enemies of the other world. Remember Tirek in the past? Or the Pony of Shadows?"

"But this is different, Event!" shouts Rockhoof. "You did it all alone and didn't even ask us for help. It demonstrates your lack of education and also experience at administrating and controlling these time events, Event. I think I agree with my partners here, and I won't let you save Walter Theodore Waters' life."

"NO!" shouts W, interrupting the Pillars. "Please... I know you."

"You know us?" says Star Swirl, while pointing at W with his cane. "I don't know you as you know me... if you don't know me as I know you."

"I know you are the Pillars of Old Equestria. Who are you? The ones above all?"

The six pillars look at each other. "We are the gods of Equestria," answers Somnambula. "We are omniscient and omnipotent. If you want to hurt us, you can't do us anything."

"I don't want to fight with you nor hurt you," says W. "Look, my world, my country... is being invaded by a tyrant who is killing innocent people and will eventually turn into something worse if we don't stop it. He has Verminium's magic by his side, and if he uses it more than he should... he will turn into something that even you won't stop. That's why Event wanted me, because I am, along with all my friends, the ones who can stop it. I just... had an accident. I made a bad decision."

"See?" says Star Swirl the Bearded. "If you asked us for help, he could have avoided all of this, Event. It's a shame, but... we can't do anything. We will wait until that Plegovich comes here."

"No! No!" shouts Event. "Don't you see? Don't you understand? A lot of innocent people will die because of this! If we don't stop it, everything inside Equestria will eventually fade to dust! Even you six! We need another opportunity to stop Plegovich!"

"We can't break the rules," says Mage Meadowbrook. "He is going to die."

"I know!" says Event. "He is agonizing because of the magic eating his insides, but I know you can get the magic out of him."

"I'm sorry," says Somanmbula. "But we can't do that, it would be like resurrecting someone. It would be unfair for the other dead souls in Heaven and Hell to get the magic out of this soul," she says, pointing at W. "Besides, it would break the rules written by Oaa."

"This is a special case, Somnambula," says Event. "This is not even unfair because he hasn't died yet and it won't break the rules written by Oaa because he hasn't passed away."

"I can make a deal with you," says W.

"No! No!" says Event. "You shut up. I'm talking to them, not you."

Star Swirl chuckles. "I'm extremely sorry, Bedmaker. Sadly you can't make any deals with us because this has already finished, my kid. You are dead, and because of your life as a gangster, you will live in hell forever."

"No, please!" shouts W. "I... I..."

"Ok," says Event, taking off his sunglasses and revealing his shiny eyes. "I know what do you want from me, Star Swirl."

"Hmmm..." says Star Swirl the Bearded, holding his cane. "What do you mean with that, Event?"

"I've been working with Discord on my own to stop Tirek, Chrysalis and Cozy Glow on the pony world. I have my plans and I'm already making them real. I know... you want me to work with all of you on this problem. You need my help... If you save this man, I promise I will work with you and for you with this."

The six Pillars look at Star Swirl now. All of them know they need Event to stop the three antagonists before they dominate all of Pony Equestria. However, Star Swirl takes a breath: "I almost accept. I'm glad you accepted working with us for this. However, I think only one thing should deserve this young man's fate: I want you to accept working with us for not only this problem but also everyone of the situations that will happen after this one. If you accept that decision, I will get the magic out of him. If not, I'm afraid this kid will be taken by Rockhoof to hell."

Event takes a breath and looks at Discord. The Lord of Chaos only raises his shoulders, confused. Event bites his lips for a second and looks at W now. The Bedmaker only looks at him waiting for his word. "Yes."

Star Swirl stretches Event's hand. "I'm glad you accepted my offer. Are we going to do this now? I can't stand looking at that living soul staying here on the purgatory. You know the rules, Event."

Event rubs his head and puts his sunglasses again. His light blue shine from his eyes has a darker colour now. "I need to solve something. Give me only a couple of minutes."

"Hurry up," says Star Swirl before disappearing with the other five pillars by entering the portal.

W stands up and stays next to Event but he god instantly grabs his head and breaks his neck, killing him. Discord shouts, but seconds later, W's neck fixes itself and goes back to normal, and the Bedmaker breathes again. "Shit!" says W. "Why in the hell did you do that?"

"That is for doing what you wanted to do instead of listening to me, W. And also... you can't die in the purgatory. You are a soul."

"Uh... argh... and will I live?" says W.

"Yes, but listen to me. This is your final chance. It may be the first time the pillars do something like this, and there's no way back. So there's no resurrection, no third chance, nothing. Be alive, don't you dare to be killed or die. And now, you will have to stop taking those pills for a while."

W sighs. "Really, for how long?"

"Until tomorrow night, maybe," says Event and then he stops to look at something far, far away. "What... what is he doing here?."

"Who?" says W, and then he turns around. A human body is far from them, looking at him. He is smartly dressed while wearing an eye patch on his left eye. His orange hair covers his light blue face a bit. He is the man that died before, and now, his soul was looking at him, directly to W's eyes. He's Ron Delight, on the purgatory. "Oh... R... Ron!"

W stands up and runs to Ron. The Pirate, who was straight like a stone, before, moves and stretches his hand with W's. "Hi, W."

"Ron... what... what are you doing here?"

"I requested to be in the purgatory for a while, and Star Swirl accepted it."

"Why?"

"I just need time to relax on my own." Event suddenly appears and also stretches Ron's hand. "Hi, Event," he says.

"Hi, Delight. Long time no see."

Suddenly the words make W's brain explode. "Wait..." says W. "Do you... do you know each other?

Ron looks at him, and then at Event. "You... did you tell him?"

"No," answers Event.

"What?" says W. "What did he want you to tell me?"

Ron sighs because this will be a long thing. "Sit down, W," says Ron. "This is long... and this is important."

Well, It all started in 1995. I knew... I knew that saving your father from Plegovich's hands was almost impossible at that time. It was too late. I realized I will lose a great friend and I couldn't do anything to stop it. I realized that while I was walking on a cold night in 1995.

1995. Los Mantos.

A young Ron Delight is walking on the street while being illuminated through the moonlight. He is trying to figure out a way where he can save his friend, Wade Waters, who he tried to betray a long time ago, but knows that can't be reached nowadays, especially because of Plegovichs walking around the zone.

He is about to pass by a street alley until someone calls his attention: "Mr Delight."

"Woah," whispers Ron. Someone called him... who? He turns around and hears the same voice again:

"Inside the alley, Mr Delight."

Ron looks inside the alley while slowly drawing a knife. He thinks someone from Plegovich is inside the alley, but eventually, a bald man with black sunglasses and a black suit appears in front of him. "Hello, Mr Delight. My name is Event."

".....What?" says Ron, confused. "Who are you?"

"I'm the man who will help you bring down Plegovich."

Ron fastly gets his knife and touches Event's chest with it. "If you are trying to mock me and you work for Plegovich, I recommend you to get out of my way, immediately. Don't step on me."

"I'm neither mocking you nor working for Plegovich, Delight. As I said before, I'm here to help you bring down Plegovich."

"...and Event is your name?"

"Yes."

"I've never heard of you. Who are you, for real?"

"I am a god, Ron Delight," he says, and then he puts his hand over Ron's forehead, making him see the future. The future of Plegovich's victories.

"Holy... AAARGH!" he shouts after falling to the floor. "What... what in the fucking hell was that?"

"That future you saw is the one that will wait for us if we don't do anything now."

"And is there also a way to save my partner?"

"Unfortunately, no. Your partner Wade must die if you want to win."

"Why?"

"Because Wade Waters is already dead and he can't help us. You will be captured by Plegovich in a couple of days, you will say your friend's name there."

"No!" says Ron, angrily. "Why? I will never betray Wade."

"You've already tried to."

"That was a past shit... why would I need to say the name of my friend?"

"Because if you don't say it, Plegovich will lose his mind and will eventually kill every one of the family of Waters, including his son William, and Walter, who is still inside his mother's belly, and if you want to win, Delight... keep those children alive."

And I did it. I told Plegovich your father's name and he eventually looked for him. He planned to kill you and William, W, but I told him not to do it. He accepted it, and because of me and Event, you are alive... but this story goes on.

1997.

Ron is alone at his home sweet home, looking at Red Punch's recently decapitated head in a jar. That's the right moment when Event appears.

"Hello again, Mr Delight."

"Gosh!" shouts Ron. "Would you ever tell me you will appear some time? Every time you are here I shit my pants, man!"

"My apologies."

"Why are you here, Event?"

"I came here to tell you something very important. This is crucial against Plegovich."

"What?" says Ron, confused.

"Wade's son, Walter, is a key against Plegovich. You must free him from the orphanage."

"But... he is only two years old, Event."

"I know. That's why I am telling you to free him... on a specific date, and it must be that date."

"When?"

Event takes off his sunglasses, revealing his light blue, shiny eyes. "February 4th, 2005."

"2005?" says Ron. "Are you sure? I don't know if I'll be still alive in 2005. I'm a fucking gangster."

"You'll be still alive, Delight. Do not worry about that."

"And what about the Y2K? Will that destroy the world and also that orphanage?"

"Ha," says Event, chuckling. "You humans, with your paranoia and conspiracy... there will be no Y2K, Delight. On February 4th, the year 2005... you will break in the orphanage and get Walter Waters out of there."

"Yes," says Ron. "And then what?"

"You will teach him how to be a gangster."

"Teaching a 10-year-old kid how to be a gangster? No, thanks."

"I never told you you had to teach him how to be a gangster on the same day you broke in the orphanage. The only thing I want you to tell him is that his parents are dead. Only that."

"And what about Plegovich?"

"Just... let him look it up," says Event, smiling.

8 Years Later. February 1st, 2005.

A young Jack with black hair and a chin beard and a young Abe with a full beard, enter Ron's house. He is sitting on a desk with Event.

"Hi, Ron," says Abe. "Why did you want us to come here?"

"Gentlemen," says Ron. "Let me present to you... Mr Donald Smith."

Event stands up and stretches both Jack and Abe's hands. "Nice to meet you, gentlemen. You can call me Don or Sam."

"Nice to meet you too," said both men before sitting next to Event (Donald Smith) and in front of Ron Delight.

"How can I tell you this, guys," says Ron, while biting his lips. "Remember Wade's youngest son, Walter?"

"Yes," says Abe. "The kid in the orphanage... what happened?"

"We must get him out of there."

"Oh," says Jack, surprised. "May we know why? What happened?"

"Donald," says Ron.

Event takes a breath and starts his monologue: "Firstly, I wanna say my real name is not Donald Smith, but Samuel Sharpan, a.k.a. Joven Sammy, an old friend of Ron Delight from the extinct mafia organization Benvenuto Gang. I left the mafia and changed my identity in 1992, and I worked as the orphanage's accountant from 1994 to 1997. Believe my words now, because I have to say that orphanage is just... hell in the human world. Its conditions are horrendous and the boys' life quality there is... undescribable. Not only the conditions are horrifying, but the orphanage and its association are now in an economic meltdown. They are slowly drowning themselves, waiting for the end."

"And Walter, Wade's son, is there," says Ron. "I promised Wade his sons will have a better life than him, on a good house, on a good family... I never told him I was going to send Walter into that world. That makes me feel so sick of myself."

"But..." says Abe. "You want to break in the orphanage, rob Walter and... where do we take him?"

"I told this to Fletcher, the musician who was Wade's friend from Los Mantos. He told me he had no problem, the kid has ten years old."

"Will you tell him about the date, Ron?"

"Yeah, I forgot. Thanks, Sam. I want this break-in to be done on a specific date that cannot be changed. Don't ask us why, but we want to do it on that date."

"Sure," says Abe. "When?"

"February 4th. Noon."

Jack chuckles. "I'm in."

"Me too," says Abe. "Is Smith going to participate in the robbery?"

"I'm sorry, mister. I won't. I don't want to participate in the mafia ever again, but I'm doing this for that kid and the others."

"Sure, sure," says Abe. "So... February 4th, noon. Ok, I can."

Ron gets up and stretches hands with both Abe and Jack. "Thank you, guys," he says. "I knew you would help me."

"Always, Ron," says Jack, while getting up from his chair. "Goodbye, Ron. Goodbye, Mr Smith... or shall I call you..."

"Call me Mr Smith."

Jack stretches hands with Event and Abe does the same, greeting Mr Smith. Both men go away and close the door and now Ron looks at Event. "Now we have to wait," says the Pirate. "Are you sure that Walter will be the key against Plegovich?"

"Yes," answers Event. "He will become the key once you introduce him to the gangster world before 2010. You have five years to make him enter. If 2010 arrives and he is not in the mafia... we will have failed."

"Five years?" says Ron. "Ok... I'll let him have a free year at least. That poor kid needs to take a breath on a family environment... I know Fletcher is not a mother and a father together but... he will be a good tutor for him. When 2006 begins, I'll introduce him to the mafia. I promise."

That was my original plan, W. However, once I told you your parents died because of the Bitch, you escaped from Fletcher's house and I had no choice. I introduced you to the mafia days after we broke in.

"So... this is the last time we will see each other...?" asks Ron.

Event takes his sunglasses and leaves them on the desk. "No," he says.

"No?" asks Ron. "For what?"

"One more message," says Event. "But you will have to wait for that moment."

Ron turns around. "For how long?"

...

"For how long, Event?" says Ron.

...

Ron turns around and sees that Event is not there anymore.

November 19th, 2019. Almost two months after Blueblood's death.

Ron is in The Middle of Nowhere, the small bar in the highway when he decides to go out in the midnight to smoke a cigarette. Suddenly, he finds out two strange lights are looking at him. He immediately draws his gun until he hears a voice he hasn't heard for a long, long, long time.

"Don't shoot, Mr. Delight," says Event. "It's me."

Ron puts the gun down and looks at the figure. Event puts on his sunglasses. "You..." says Event. "So long... waiting for that message."

"That's right," says Event. "And look at that... you turned that 10-year-old kid into an expert. The Bedmaker."

"Yeah," says Ron. "You know... he found out Blueblood killed his parents, but he doesn't know..."

"I told you," says Event. "If you ever tell him Plegovich ordered his parents' head, the plan will go wrong. He will try to kill Plegovich and will die. That's why I'm telling you to shut your mouth... especially on the days that will come."

"What will happen on next year?"

Event sighs and touches Ron's shoulder. "Sorry to tell you this, Ron... but I'm afraid the months of November, December and January will be your worst months ever..."

Ron's face makes a scared gesture. "Why?"

"I can't tell you, Ron... but the only thing you should know is... you will die in January 25th."

Ron blinks and takes a long breath. "But... h-how?"

"Plegovich will kill you, and there's no other thing to do, Ron. If you want W to win... you must die."

Wow, that was rough. Ron throws the cigarette away and sits on the ground, looking at the highway and its spotlights. He rubs his head while Event nudges his back, trying to comfort him. "Why?"

"If you do it, Plegovich's behaviour will change and that will take him to his death. It is inevitable, Ron."

The Pirate has fallen. Now that he has just heard he must die, he doesn't know what to do with his life. The Middle of Nowhere is nothing for him. Everything has just turned into nothing for the Pirate of Los Mantos. "Can I make a call?" he asks.

"Sure."

Ron grabs his phone and calls a phone number. Suddenly, a woman answers. "Ron, I've already told you I..."

"Listen to me, Amethyst," says Ron. "This is the last time I will call you. I'm about to die. I just... want to talk to my daughter for a minute. Please, tell me the truth... is she there?"

Amethyst Spark, the lady who gave birth the only daughter of Ron, does not answer. "Why are you about to die?

"That doesn't matter, Amethyst... is Raspberry Sweets there?"

Amethyst doesn't answer for almost a minute. She doesn't know that to do... will she listen to the man who abandoned both her and her daughter? Or will she leave him alone, agonizing? "...Yes."

"Pass her to me, Amethyst. Goodbye... and have a good life."

Seconds later, Raspberry Sweets, Ron's daughter, attends the phone. "Hello... dad?"

"Hi, Raspberry."

"Why do you want to call me right now? You had the chance for almost 20 years."

"I'm calling you because I'm about to die, and I apologize for leaving you."

"...That's it? You only apologize?"

"No," answers Ron, while touching his eye patch. "There is a bank account on Manehattan Public Bank which is mine. I have the number on my pocket. All the money that's inside is yours." Raspberry Sweets doesn't answer while Ron is telling her which one's the number. However, the Pirate hears that someone is writing something on the other side. "That's all," he says.

"But... why do you want to give me your money?"

"Because I don't need it anymore. Bye."

Ron ends the call and looks at Event. "Wise decision," says the time god looking at him.

That's what happened. I admit that when Plegovich's plan started I began to lose my mind and I almost forgot this. I went to Sombra Jail to ask Gordo for help, but when I realized this was inevitable and I had to die to make you win, I waited. That's why I gave up in the Train.

W's mind is about to explode. That was too much information for him. More than normal. A lot. They have just told him in his face that Ron knew all this time that Plegovich was the infamous Bitch, but couldn't tell him anything because the plan would be ruined. Besides, the decision that changed his life, the orphanage's heist which took him away... was also planned by Event. If it wasn't for the time god, nothing could have happened. His whole life was just part of a plan.

"So..." says W. "All my life was just... a plan."

"I don't know how to say it, W," says Ron. "The decision that turned you into a gangster was a plan, yes, but that doesn't mean your whole life was a plan."

"But... I decided to be a gangster because of your plan! Your plan was to turn me into a gangster! All this time I was... I was..." says W, and then he kneels on the floor. "All this time I was... manipulated and..."

"You weren't manipulated."

"Look who's talking!" shouts W. "The man who made all of this! All my life happened because of you... I'm just an experiment of yours!"

"An experiment that will save everyone's lives," says Event. "I know that your whole life may have been controlled by my hands and Ron's, but we were doing it because that way is the way that you wanted."

"The way that I wanted?" says W, angry. "Are you kidding me? I never decided to do it!"

"You decided to be a gangster."

"Because that was part of your plan."

"To save Equestria's humans."

"And what about me, huh?" says W, grabbing Event's suit. "I'm a human too. I'm a life. Don't you know I have feelings? I'm not a fucking god with no regrets and remorse like you. I'm a fucking human being."

"I know, W," say Event. "I know your decisions, your job now... everything was part of a plan, but that plan has a meaning: you will save everyone's lives, and you will obtain what you wanted all this time: revenge."

"Yes," says W. "But that doesn't mean I chose the revenge for myself."

"You chose it, W," says Event. "If you didn't want to choose it, you won't be here right now. I promise you..."

"I promise shit! Just... fuck your pills and fuck you!"

W gets out the box of pills and throws it to the purgatory's floor, breaking it in pieces. He turns around and sits down.

"You want to kill Plegovich, don't you?"

"I won't answer your questions."

"You want to kill Plegovich, don't you?" W doesn't answer yet, and Event takes his final card: "I know you want to kill Plegovich, W. He killed your family. He killed your girlfriend. He killed your boss... and he will kill all of your remaining friends if you don't do anything. The world that you know will be destroyed and will never be the same as before. This is the only chance you have to stop that. If you want to live a life according to your own perspective and enjoy it next to the people you love... you have to stop Plegovich. So... are you going to take this decision by yourself? To save your life?"

W is much more than disappointed. This day is so long that he doesn't know when it is going to end. He sighs and rubs his head while listening to the god. "We still have the deal of reviving Trixie if I win, right?"

"Yes," answers Event. "I won't ever lie to you."

W chuckles. "Stop lying, dumbass with sunglasses," and then he stands up and looks at the time god into his shiny eyes covered by his sunglasses. Suddenly, W fastly grabs Event's head and breaks his neck. The time god falls to the floor, dead.

"NO!" shouts Ron. "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?"

"Wait," says W, and Event starts breathing again. However, he is not angry.

"Do you feel better now, that you broke my neck?"

"A little bit better," says W. "You deserved it for manipulating me. I don't forgive you for this and you know. Besides, I've already taken that decision for myself, and I will save my life, my pals, Equestria and my parents, but remember... we have to talk."

"Yes," says Event. "I admit I deserved it, Waters, and I am glad that you understood that we have to do what we were waiting for this whole time." Event stretches his hand and waits for W to shake hands with him. "This is our only chance to do this."

W looks at the god's hand. "If I do it, will you give me Trixie back and stop controlling my life as a plan?"

"Yes."

W takes a long, long breath but doesn't stretch his hand. "I expect you to do your part of the deal."

"I will."

"Finally you finished," says Star Swirl. "Can I get that soul out of here, for Oaa's rules?"

Event nods his head and W looks at Ron while Star Swirl approaches him. The old man touches W's chest. "I want you to know something, boy. Right now you are breaking one of the rules written by the One Above All, named Oaa. I should put you in hell like the gangster you are, Bedmaker, but Event will get mad if I do and I don't want to argue with him, I'm an old god and my back hurts. From now on... your soul is mine, Walter Waters."

The pale, dead W suddenly wakes up and goes back to his yellow skin and normal tone. He is now on a table in the cafeteria and everyone who is looking at him is in shock. W is back.