PonyALT: Black Spectrum

Twilight casually trotted through town, alone this time, studying the residents of the dank backwater settlement. She avoided eye contact with every pony that passed by; she didn't want to draw any attention to herself. Her natural paranoia forced her to look back every few seconds just to be sure that nopony was following her. This has always been a habit for her, ever since the day her brother snapped.
A long time ago when Twilight was just a filly, she and her family were relocated to the massive library at the demand of the Queen so that their precious home could be torn down, and a concentration center built upon it's foundation. Twilight and her parents did not mind, as the library was massive and they all love to sit down and enjoy literature from time to time, however, her brother, Shining Armor was heavily agoraphobic. His sanity slipped away from his feeble grasp every day, bit by bit, until it came to the point that he would hide in closets just to feel safe from the "Spaces", as he called them. Her parents would simply ignore his problem up until the point that he became violent, claiming that the spaces want their souls in exchange for his life. Mr. And Mrs. Sparkle passed it off as a handicap, eventually sending him to the new concentration center. Not long after, he was released back into their home. He was always silent at that point, never speaking, never listening, just existing. A few nights after his return, Mr. Sparkle disappeared mysteriously. No body knew where he went, and if he was dead, no body was found. Soon after that, Twilight discovered her mother mangled on the floor in the master bedroom, her neck broken, a deep gash under her left eye, and the expression of shock forever frozen on her cold lifeless face. Shining was nowhere to be found, and Twilight's only option was to report her mother's death to the royal guard. It was that same day that Nightmare Moon took her in as her apprentice, tailoring her perfectly crafted hatred into the darkest of magic.
Twilight broke from her thought's, looking over her shoulder past her flank. Nothing. She sighed and came to a stop as she approached a small deli. "I could use a sandwich", she thought aloud as she trotted inside. The atmosphere was inviting, it felt nice. The lavender unicorn trotted up to the counter where she was met by an older mare with a blue coat and a drooping pink mane. "Hello, my name is Mrs. Cake, what can I get for you, dearie?", she asked kindly. It was strange, with name like that Twilight saw it more fit for her to own a bakery. "One ham sandwich", Twilight replied. Mrs. Cake nodded looking over to her left at a younger mare, whom of which Twilight did not notice until now. She had a slave collar around her neck with a tag that read, Pinkamena-22009-Cup Cake. "One ham sandwich, now!", Mrs. Cake yelled, causing the mare to flinch and quickly sprint into the back to prepare the sandwich. A bit later, Pinkamena, came back out with the meal wrapped in a paper wrapping. Twilight sat down at one of the tables with in the deli to enjoy her meal.
About half way through her sandwich, she began to get the insatiable feeling eyes watching her. Looking up, she caught the pink mare glancing at her every now and then. "Dearie!", Mrs. Cake called out. Twilight's attention was redirected at her when she spoke. "I'm going to be closing up in five". With that being said, the pink mare trotted into the back again. Twilight nodded and finished her sandwich.
Half way home, the light orbs in the sky have died, indicating that active night hours have expired and that ponies should be indoors at this time. Twilight glanced behind her, just like earlier. The fact that it was dark didn't make it any better. The only light she had as of right now was the light coming from her horn. Twilight looked down at the cobblestone road for bait as she walked. *clop*. Twilight looked back up, she had heard something. She stopped dead in her tracks, looking around. *clop*. Somepony else is here with her. They've been following her. *silence*. Twilight felt the tension rising, she began to panic on the inside. *slice!* Twilight shriek at a sudden flash of pain on her left flank. She turned quickly and came face to face with the slave mare from earlier. "I KNOW WHO YOU ARE!!", she screamed. As she attempted to stab Twilight with a deli knife. Twilight acted quickly, backing away from the mare and using her telekinetic magic to on her legs, shattering the bones within them. "AAAAAHHHH!!", she cryed as she fell to the hard pavement. She writhed in agonizing pain whilst chanting, no, screaming the phrase, 'The white angel shall deliver us!'. With this, Twilight levetated the dropped deli knife and quickly drove it into the insane mare's skull. Twilight plopped down on the road, slightly exhausted and her nerves totally racked. She watched a steady puddle of crimson form around the still twitching mare's head. Drops of transparent liquid began to fall upon her. Twilight looked up at the forming clouds overhead. "The queen must've scheduled some rain".