28 Days To Armageddon

It had been over two weeks since the entire episode had begun. From a near suicide in the library to turning into a werepony, Twilight had experienced one of the worst periods in her life. Sure, there was the time when she forgot to turn in an assignment when she was a filly. Then, there was the time when she’d caught her mother and father having sex. But those paled in comparison to the trauma she felt while imprisoned within the furry cage she’d been placed in. The Lycantropy had, quite literally, ripped her body away from her, transforming it into something terrible. From her subconscious perch, she watched everything unfold before her.

She wept as her being swept upon her friends’ homes, destroying innocent lives in the process. Her mind frantically attempted to regain control, but the disease always shot it down. In those moments, she felt more alone than ever before. Things were terrifying, and only made worse by the fact that it always seemed to be the right conditions for her new persona to thrive. She saw the odd weather, the crazy cloud formations, and the dumbfounding mid-summer snow. Her eyes looked through the eyes of a predator, calculated and cold. But deep within, she was unraveling her own mystery…or at least, she was trying to.

I will not leave a legacy of violence and hate, she thought as she felt her new body bound along beneath her, this disease will not define me. Soon, I’ll get out of this predicament, reunite with my friends, and finally turn this whole mess around. I swear to Celestia in Canterlot, I will…

Meanwhile, the investigation continued. It didn’t take long for Twilight’s werepony form to strike again. Rarity was the next target, her shop vandalized and destroyed with all her hard work shredded in front of her. It was an awful sight to see, and the ponies all crowded around her, trying desperately to comfort the inconsolable fashionista. But unfortunately this was a pony who cried at the drop of a hat. Her tears flowed like waterfalls, and not even the presence of her beloved younger sister could stop it. She wailed and screamed to the heavens about “the parity of nature and pony” and other wild philosophical musings. Her main argument was that it was not fair that some creatures were large and could do such damage.

“Oh, come on, Rarity,” Mist said nicely, “I’m certain you don’t mean that.”

“YES, I DO, DARLING!” Rarity shrieked, “nature is full of terrifyingly horrible creatures that do things like this! Oh, I wish we could just…BURN that forest to the ground!”

“Rarity!” Fluttershy barked, “if we did that, where would the animals live?”

“FUCK THE ANIMALS!” An absolutely delirious Rarity screamed, “FUCK THEM ALL IN THEIR FUCKING FUCKED UP FUCKING ANUSES!”

The ponies stood in shock. They didn’t know how to react. None of them were aware that the pretty pony was capable of such profanity. But, nonetheless, she kept going on her sudden anti-animal crusade. She spoke not from logic and sense, but from blind emotion, which is dangerous for anypony. With every word, she unknowingly pushed Fluttershy further and further away. She attacked the deer that bounded through the meadow, the rabbits in their holes, and the birds of the trees. Her insults were horrific, and Fluttershy couldn’t help but faint. The ever present Rainbow Dash raced to her side, waving a wing and administering a fan effect. When Fluttershy awoke, Dash turned to the snarling fashion lover, who had to be restrained by numerous police officers.

“Are you kidding me, Rare?!” She shouted, “Fluttershy was right here, and you said all that?! REALLY?!”

“Let her listen!” Rarity growled, “it’s her fault anyway! I bet she’s the one who gave Twilight Lycantropy!”

Fluttershy gasped. “I did no such thing, you horrible brute!”

“Oh, I KNOW you did!” Rarity howled, “you wanted my social position in Ponyville, so you planned to give Twilight Lycantropy so she’d destroy my shop!”

“That doesn’t even make sense!” Fluttershy shouted back, “for one thing, I’d never do something so terrible, and for another, Twilight attacked my cottage first!”

Rarity opened her mouth to reply, but then shut right up as her faculties returned. She realized that her words had done a lot to disrupt the wonderful friendship she shared with Fluttershy. Her mind became a sea of regret as she attempted to regain contact with the yellow pony. But Fluttershy turned her back on Rarity, pointedly making it clear that she did not wish to speak with her. It was an awful time for everyone involved, as they split into two groups to try and reason with the feuding friends.

Rainbow, Mist, and the sergeant spoke with Fluttershy, kindly reminding her of all she shared with Rarity. They brought up lovely times of the past when the two had helped each other. Fluttershy’s eyes filled with tears as she recognized her own mistake. By not conversing with the fashionista, she was only exacerbating the issue at hoof. Oh…why did Twilight have to get this dreadful disease? She asked herself, if she hadn’t, then Rarity and I wouldn’t be angry with each other right now. I…I don’t wanna fight Rare….I…I love her. She’s like a sister to me.

The kind Pegasus recomposed herself long enough to leap into an embrace with the white unicorn. She cried about how much she loved her and how sorry she was. In turn, Rarity began weeping about the same thing. The two emotionally fragile mares wept over each other, pouring their hearts out in endless proclamations of love and friendship. At first, it was a beautiful sight, ticking the hearts of everyone watching. But, as it dragged on and on, it began to become uncomfortable. After all, nopony enjoys seeing any kind of emotional display for too long. But soon enough, they broke away smiling, and everypony was happy. Well, all except for one. Little did the team know it, but a dark shadow was watching them…watching…and waiting.