Dr Whooves MONSTER

With the rumbling of dark clouds over my head I stood on the roof of an old decrepit castle, sick to my stomach for what I was about to do. Surrounding me was a ring of candles, and the smell of blood and decay filled the air. An old leather book, sat in my hooves, with odd symbols stitched into its cover; odd symbols I could not read. Even inside the book, the ancient writing left it nearly impossible. Luckily for me, this wasn’t the first time I had done this.

The only question now is… would it work, again? I an ordinary earth pony with little if any true power to spare. Who’d ever thought I could somehow dive into my soul just enough to cast a spell? After saying the old tongue, of magic words, of which I haven’t the slightest clue of what I actually muttered, I could feel my very essence erupt to life. As if I was a battery finally being discharged. The energy swirled from my hooves and began to leek from every pour of my body. I could feel it—my life draining from me a second time. Did I even have enough to complete my task? Should I even do it again?

Yes again.

I did it once before, for selfish reasons. Now I do it in hopes of saving my world. But should I? It was one thing to act out a great sin once. Certainly, the sins I have already committed would send me to hell, but to do it twice—what would be the fate of my eternal soul? Could the depths of hell even be enough to pay for such a crime as this?

The longer the spell was held, the darker the clouds became, along with it, and the louder the thunder roared. With a shiver to my body, I finally played down the book and rose out of the ring of candles and over to the table that was hooked up to a pulley system . All I had to do was crank up the table but before I could even start it begun to move.

Dashing my gaze I found the cause: a mare of such beauty that she outshone the grimy walls of the decrepit castle around us. Such beauty! Her rosy pink mane, her ocean-like teal eyes—how did such a being like this, an angel in our modern world, be standing as a witness to such a crime against nature? I could smell her natural scent, even though i stood ten feet away from her. A nutty smell, mixed with flowers, mixed with the putrid smell of death.

Why was she here? It was my fault. I could feel my heart pounding as I looked at her. Her yellow fur was the only bright color against the black and grey backdrop we found ourselves in. It was my fault, for had I never done it the first time, none of this would be happening now.

As the table reached its final height, the white sheet that lay above it slipped off and drifted down to the floor. Yet she didn’t bat an eye, determined to see this to the end.

For her I had to do this. For her I must. Turning to the other side of the room, there sat a lever, one that would activate a lightning rod, and drag the power of the gods towards what lied on the table above our heads. With a deep breath, and an almost terrifying silence, as the thunder seamed to die down perfectly at that moment, I stood wondering why me.

“With the flash of lightning, and the booming sound of thunder, a tingle shot through my spine, causing me to shiver. Nevertheless, did I stand there before the devil? The devil that I created.

“Will it work, please tell me it will work!” she shouted over the noise.

“It may have worked once, but,” I winced and turned away. “He may not be what you remember, he may resort back to the monster he once was!” I cried.

“A monster you say,” she mumbled, and lowered her head. Only for a smile to spread on her lips. “My monster, you mean.”

At her declaration, I spun on my heel towards her, only to see what I must say was the worst of the worst, things I could have ever imagined. A love struck smile adored her lips. She actually loved that amalgamation of necromancy and science, how? How could she love him and not me, I WAS THE ONE WHO CREATED IT!” With a stumble I fell with my back against the wall, tripping myself in the process. In hopes of catching my self, I reached out for a lever, but in the process of falling down I pulled it along with me. Suddenly, two large metal towers emerged into the sky, catching lightning as it flew past, sending the shockwave into a blazing light, striking a figure that lay on the table.

“WHERE DID I GO WRONG, TELL ME?!!!”