Hear the voices of Samuel/HTVO: Arc 1: Samuel

Chapter 56:Never Forget Me. Never Hate Me. Never Love Me.

Twilight panted as she crawled through the wet muck and grime in the hole. She was completely dirtied and reeked of trash, but she kept her nose away from the smell and focused on her mission. Getting out of this world, finding her friends, and putting a stop to this war once and for all. She stopped, trying to gain some air after moving for so long and not taking a break. The best she could do is regain some energy and continue onward. Looking back, all she saw was darkness. But darkness was always around her in that small tight place. She closed her eyes and continued, everything was planned out; with no mistakes believed to be forming in the future. She was ready to end this. She will escape this hell and put and end to it.

Opening them, she stopped and began coughing violently, covering her mouth with her right hoof, ignoring the disgusting foul smell that lingered into her nose. When she stopped coughing, she looked down at her hoof and gasped. "Blood?" She muttered.

'Did she take her pills like she was supposed to, Shining?' Her father asked annoyed.

'I tried to convince her and trick her, but she was too smart and denied. Dad, the problem is growing worse, we need to take her back.' HE said sounding concerned.

'No, we can't. We...we can do this. We will not be like the Sundertears. We will be a family who made it through their daughter's condition.' He said sounding proud.

'Dad? Are you sure? ff we just sit back and watch her collapse into a state of mayhem, who else are we going to look out to when all is too late?' Shining asked, sounding angry. 'For Celestia's sake, this poor girl thinks you're still dead. She's been trying to convince herself to attempt suicide in order to join you and mother!'

'Son, I know you're worried, I am too. We just need to get through this. We can make sure she gets the proper treatment by being close to her sane family members; us.' He said sounding determined. But Shining sighed in disappointment and more concern.

'Dad, if we don't act now or anytime soon...this family will be broken and she'll be dead.' He said in a harsh tone.

Twilight blinked twice before realizing the place was shaking. Something was coming, but from which direction? Looking back and then straight ahead at the darkness, fear developed as she began crawling forward, continuing ahead to escape what dark thing was approaching her; still not spotted, nor even knowing how to get out. She silently prayed to herself and whatever higher being was still there in her head that whatever was coming, wasn't coming from the direction she was facing.

Closer and closer it approached, its presence was not shown, but felt in a mental maddening way that would drive this mare screaming. What was she thinking? Why didn't she see in this dark? Flashing her horn so it could not only guide her in the dark but also assist her in seeing what was also behind her. What if her light only endangered her by signaling whatever monster was looking for her. She cursed silently to herself for, perhaps, endangering herself. She deactivated the small magic that was assisting her through the dark and decided to crawl through this blind.

But her blind escape came to a painful end when her face crashed into something hard and metal that sounded like a 'clank ' that echoed across the cylinder walls of the hole. She became dazed, trying to figure out what was in her way. Slightly activating her magic, what she saw in front of her was something terrifying. She held back from vomiting and looked away, keeping her eyes away from the grotesque horror before her. Looking back, the walls stopped shaking and there was nothing behind her. All was quiet and her horn began to flicker, struggling to remain lighted. Twilight sweated, unsure what made the tremors stopped.

"Is anypony there?" She called in a hushed tone, trying to make sure her voice didn't echoed. "Anypony?" She called moving back. But as she took her final step back, the sound of metal bashing against metal rung out loud behind her causing her to scream. And all went dark and silent after that.

'Daddy?' A little filly was heard.

'What is it, sweetie?' Her father responded.

'There's this little filly, she's keeps staring at me, over there. She's not blinking or looking away. Why is she staring at me like that?' The small filly asked frightened.

'Sweetie, that filly's special. There's nothing wrong with her staring at you. Don't worry. Come on, let's go. Your mother will be waiting for you when you get back home. We have a surprise for you.' Her father said happily.

'R-really?' She asked excited.

'Yes. After all, your mother and I love you and the best we can do is give you something special.' He said proudly.

'I love my daddy.'

Twilight's eyes opened widely as she looked left and right, sweating bullets. She moved up and held her chest breathing heavily, unsure if that was a nightmare. She was back home. But only within the nightmare part of it. She felt safe for a little bit before feeling disturbed. She gets up from the ground and moves back until she bumps into a bookshelf causing her to become startled and leap to the right, dodging a falling book. Looking down at the book, she examined it closely before picking it up with her two hooves. The book looked different from all the other books she read, especially the Book of Samuel.

"It doesn't matter. I need to get out of here." She said trotting to the door. "This home is gone from the hands of reality." She muttered opening the door.

Her eyes suddenly open, looking around frantically. "W-where am I?" Twilight panicked, backing up until she bumped into a small metal pole fence blocking her exit. Looking back, she pressed her hooves against the metal, pushing it but unfortunately it did not budge. She sighed disappointingly and backed away before sitting down. "What's going on? Why am I...going through these strange events? This never happened before when I went through the realm with Phoeynixi."

Looking up, a drop of water dripped on her right cheek. "W-what?" She gasped seeing light through the ceiling. "There's a hole leading to the surface." She said grabbing the ledges of the rocks stuck into the wall. She pushed herself up, climbing towards the light in the sky. She slipped suddenly, falling down flat on her rump and groaned in pain. "Dang it." She muttered climbing up again. She was getting closer to the surface. She could feel the cold air pushing against her face as as reached the surface. She soon reached the surface and was blinded by light.

'We're going to do this again, Twilight. When Mortaya asked you about your missing doll who she founded in the bathroom hung, what did you tell her?' Celestia asked calmly.

'I...I told her daddy went mad and killed himself to join mommy in heaven.' She answered.

'Twilight, do you actually think your father is dead?' She asked.

'He is. He is with mommy.' She said.

'Twilight, your dad talks to you everyday. How can you believe he is dead?' She asked.

'He is. I saw him hang himself.' She said softly.

'Twilight, do you really think that doll is your father?' Celestia asked sternly.

'He is not a doll, he is my daddy!'

'He is a doll.'

'No he is not.'

'Yes he is.'

'No!'

'Yes.'

'NO! No! NOOO!'

Twilight coughed, relieved she was breathing in good air. Fresh air. Opening her eyes, all she saw was the gray sky. Looking left and right, she was in the middle of the forest. "I'm free." She muttered getting up. "Finally...no...not yet...not yet." SHe mutttered shaking her head before looking up ahead. She spotted Ponyville Clinic. "T-Tremor." She muttered before trotting ahead.

The forest was foggy and the clinic was the only place in the midst of this mass wilderness that stood with vines attached to the walls and doors boarded up. She stopped in front of the door and moved to the window peeking into the house. "Hmm?" She wondered, tapping her chin. She spotted and office inside, "I think I can get inside here." She said spotting a rock on the ground. She tossed it at the window and shattered the glass. She hopped inside of the room, stepping on a few pieces of glass softly, making sure none of it pierced her hooves. "Finally inside."

She notices a folder opened on top of the desk and trots over to it, examining it. She picks up a document and begins to read it:

"Doctor Mortaya's Report (16-23)

Winter, 12th, Dec.

*File 1*

As time slips by these dreadful hours, I still can't break into that little filly's mind. She is living in a whole new world as her mother was. She believes her father is dead and only her brother is their to protect her. I wish I could have at least spoke to her mother, get her side of the story about her daughter and her own family background which no doctor, nt even the princess herself knew about. It frightens me to believe that such a small foal can be so dangerous. She believes her father is her doll she calls 'Smarty Pants'

Doctor Tremor, Doktor, Havenheart, and Bellaminia attempted to research the filly's background, but sadly, we obtained nothing. Nothing at all in this search for the mare's mental conditioning. It is almost depressing if you look at it closely. How can such a small foal bear only anger, depression, pain, and all sorts that would make a pessimist holler like a mockingbird? If only I studied this problem years ago before this ever occur.

Her father will get this one from me for free. I never had such a difficult case in a long time. If I complete this, the only thing he actually should pay me in is a drink at the bar. I know it's not good for a doctor to drink alcohol, but with a case like this, who wouldn't take a sip of wine or whiskey?

I will ask Celestia to help me out on this case. She knows this filly enough to make her feel safe enough to tell her everything. Hopefully, everything will go well. I hope."

Setting the folder down, she frowned. "I...I know this mare. She used to go over and teach me how to draw. But every time she gives me a blank canvas to draw on, she tells me to draw what's on my mind. I draw. Art comes out. But when I draw, something I'm afraid of comes to the surface of the canvas. IT is scary, honestly. Why do I draw scary things?" She asked herself becoming afraid. Darkness started to creep its way up the mare's body. She looked back seeing the window becoming sealed up by barbed wires that sprouted from the outside. She knew there was no way she was going to break out from this one. Turning around, she looked at the door and became determined to find out the purpose of this place and why was she here.

"I...need to go to my room. The room, Mortaya always brought me to whenever we talked." She said walking towards the door. Opening it, she looked left and right, peeking into the hallway. The left side of the hall was barricaded with stacks of desks and chairs. To the right, it was clear; gloomy with the moldy walls and leaking ceiling up ahead was well as the dimmed flickering lights, but the hall was clear on that side.

Exiting the room and entering the hallway, Twilight moves right and continues down the hall. "My room, I think it's marked 005. If I find it, I think I can find answers I'm looking for and get the hell out of here." She said calmly only to pause and be drained of hope, replacing it with fear. Behind her, a loud tumbled noise of metal objects began hitting solid ground. But for them to fall and make sure a loud noise was suspected to be the loud howl of a wolf. Twilight backed away, facing the darkness of the passage she came from. "Who are you?!" She yelled.

Her question was answered only by silence and the appearance of a large shadowy wolf. Its piercing white eyes shot the sense of death to the mare. Its threatening appearance brought only fear and the instinct to run away. Far away. As fast as she could get in order to escape from this creature. The wolf howled causing her to hold onto her ears tightly before looking at the large beast. She decided to act now and run away. Blood pumped, her legs moved, heart pounded, and her sweat came down her forehead with her teeth clenched. The ground shook from the stomping paws of the wolf behind her, chasing her with a cloud of darkness behind its body.

"STAY AWAY!" She yelled looking back before looking up ahead gasping from the run. At the end of the hall, was a door leading to the stairway. She used her magic to open door, causing the knob to glow purple and flung the wooden frame open. She rushed inside and closed the door before looking up. "This isn't supposed to lead me to my room. The room is on the first floor. With that thing chasing me, how can I ever get to it?" She wondered, running up the steps until she reach the second floor. Opening the door, she jumped out after hearing the door downstairs being slammed against the wall. "Damn it!" She yelled running down the hallway. She looked left and right, trying to find a place to hide. She spotted a room to her right and rushed inside, going under the bed.

All was quiet, except when the sound of gurgling air that gave a disturbing vibe. The giant wolf appeared at the door way sniffing the air, looking for her. It entered the room and as it proceeded to look around, the smoke coming off its dark oozing body touch the ceiling and walls, deteriorating them. For the metal in the room, it began to rust severely. Twilight kept her breathing low and started to rumble uncontrollably. What was this creature? Why was it after her? She wished these questions were answered harmlessly. But for now, in this current situation, the answer would only be risking her own life. Twilight couldn't make any mistakes that would deem her death. The wolf barked before turning around and exiting the room. Twilight waited five minutes before sighing in relief. It was gone. Moving out from under the bed, she coughed, blocking her nose from the strong rotten scent in the room that came off of the wolf. It smelled like a dead body, but added with the strong scent of burnt rubber and metal smell.

Moving out of the room, the sound of barking caught her off guard when she turned around. A giant scythe came down hitting the ground, but grazing her right cheek. Twilight fell back yelling as blood dripped on the ground from the large scythe. The floor beneath her cracked before collapsing, bringing the mare down to a rough landing on her back. She coughed from the dust that gathered around her as she struggled to get up. Looking up, she gasps and began panicking, spotting Charon standing near the edge with the giant wolf behind her growling while its head was over her shoulder. Pointing her finger, the reaper hissed as cloths began to materialize around her naked skin. Soon the clothing burst into dark smoke, fusing with the wolf; which wrapped its massive six-legged-paws around her.

Twilight got up and ran down the hall, looking back she saw the approaching reaper who only walked down the hall at a normal pace, but she was getting closer. Twilight could see the hallway pushing in and ahead of her was extending. This was a nightmare she did her very best to escape. The hallway became twisted, perplexed, and spiraled. The mare had no time to question this strange hall or the maddening spiral that continued to swirl every time she stopped her hooves on the ground. Stay Away! Stay Away! Madness. Madness was the only driven key to this mare's survival. No matter who was in her way or what was behind her.

Everything began to swirl faster and faster. The heart of the mare began to beat rapidly. Her eyes were trembling maddeningly as her muscles went numb and were replaced as only a sight of powerful horsepower that pushed her to far limits. The light at the end of the extended hall shined, but she was not close to it. Only the darkness behind her with the walking reaper there to catch up to her.

-To Be Continue-