The Beginning of The End/MLP (Horror)

Chapter Six: December 20 XXXX

Heart's warming eve is approaching and I find myself unable to join in the festivities. The guards, the chiefs, and servents are becoming more and more unsettled and angry at me. They are angry at me that I am not doing anything. They have interpreted these events as my felt. I supposed in a way it was. I was Twilight's teacher. I taught her many forms of magic. This may have contributed to her continuing to develop powers in the afterlife.

They think that these deaths aren't just suicide, but murder. They are right. Twilight murdered them but I wasn't about to tell the nation that information. They would blame me more and more and eventually mutiny against me. Not that I can blame the ponies of Equestria. I am at felt here. As much as I hate to admit it. This is my felt.

Pathetic of myself really.

Luna is also becoming increasingly angrier. I believe she thinks that I am not trying to find a solution to the problem and waiting it out. Hoping that it eventually goes away. She returned in the afternoon from Ponyville. Muttering to herself. I overheard her in her bedroom as I passed by.

Maybe I am waiting it out.

They found Rarity. I'd rather not write the condition they found her in. It was...gruesome.

I received another letter from Twilight.

"Dear Princess Celestia,

My appearance has changed. I was curious about how I looked after all this time. After all I haven't brushed my hair or taken a shower since I got here. Anyway, I conjured up a mirror and took a look at myself. I looked clean, I looked the same as I usually do. Other than my black eyes. My eyes are completely black. I suspect that the same will happen to my other friends once they spend more time. Use more of their...special magic.

I am taking a break today. I am trying to explore my use of magic more. I actually have wings now! Silly, I know. But, it is a nice sensation to fly. The realm looks almost like Equestria now. It is a little empty. With all this vast space and only five ponies to inhabit it. I do miss Chanterlot. The busy streets. At least I have some of a normal routine of writing you these letters.

I dare write that I may be more powerful than you now. After all, you can't interact with the Afterlife. It is an intriguing thought. I have to go now. You know who is next.

Your faithful student,

Twilight Sparkle."

What will she do once she takes them all?

-Princess Celestia