Twilight's Curiosity: Warby Mr AnomalousChaptersThe AskingThe Traveling The ObservationContinued ObservationThe StudyingThe EndThe (real) EndThe AskingThe Asking Twilight wandered down the path that lead to where she kept her hot air balloon, taking in the beauties of the early morning. I'm kind of beginning to understand why Luna got all angry so long ago, the darkness is strangely beautiful... She finished her thoughts when a dark shape came out from the darkness at her hooves. Using a simple light spell, Twilight lit up the area and pulled the tarp off of her hot air balloon, and, with a wave of her horn, it became inflated. With another wave of her horn, after she was inside the basket of course, the bonds the connected her to the ground were severed, and she began to ascend into the brisk morning air. After a while, Twilight was beginning to feel bored, which was unlike her. She usually had things to think about, or a book! She couldn't believe that she, Twilight Sparkle, had actually forgotten to bring a book. It was an event to be recorded in history. Finally, after about ten minutes (which was a while, without a book) the balloon breached the layer of clouds that blanketed the sky, and the Grand City of Canterlot was beginning to appear. The morning light cast a sheen over the already shiny and colorful rooftops of Canterlot, and was magnified, causing Twilight to look away for a while, until she got close enough to the mountain that the sun disappeared, and she was able to look again. As she drew closer, typical Twilight paranoia began to nag at her. This topic that she was about to discuss was an extremely sensitive one. She hardly ever heard it mentioned, hardly ever saw it wrote down, she could count the times that it had been mentioned easily, and each time, it was quickly snuffed out, or, on one occasion, Twilight saw a shouting match between two unicorns on the subject, not soon before she had moved to Ponyville, and that was the last time. If it was such a sensitive subject with normal subjects of Equestria, then what would the reaction of the Powerful Ruler, who had always been attempting to get rid of the entire subject, be? Would Celestia lock her away somewhere, for knowing to much? Perhaps, Twilight thought, as her eyes widened, she would be banished to the moon. Soon after this thought crossed the purple unicorn's mind, however, she began to admit to herself that she would be curious to see what Princess Luna had been doing there for a thousand years, when she was Nightmare Moon. Did she pace around the diameter, did she dig around, did she create sculptures from the dusty landscape with her magic? After she realized that sculptures and pacing wasn't that exciting, Twilight's thoughts began to wander back to her concerns on what what Celestia's reaction might be towards her curiosity, singling out all of the hostile possibilities. Finally, Twilight remembered that , every time she got paranoid about something involving Princess Celestia, everything turned out all right....but still... Twilight's thoughts were finally interrupted when her balloon bumped against one of the towers, sending shudders all up the basket that she was riding in. Twilight's cheeks flared up in embarrassment when she noticed that many of the early ponies had seen her blunder, and she quickly steered her balloon towards the Royal Statue Garden, and set down uncomfortably close to Discord, and Twilight had to fight back bad memories. Twilight shook her head and trotted towards the palaces door, where two of the guards let her through. Off to find Princess Celestia. After checking the throne room and seeing that it was empty, Twilight Sparkle took to wandering the halls, in search of the powerful alicorn. She passed a guard in the hallway, and decided to ask him. She turned around and said: "Um...excuse me, sir?" The large, armor-clad pegasus-stallion halted rigidly and offered only an ear cocked in her direction before saying: "Yes, how may I help you?" Twilight, intimidated by the large Guard, asked: "Uh..I was just wondering where I might be able to find the Princess..." "Which one?" The stallion had the entire side of his head turned towards her now, one eye seemingly glaring at her. "Ur, Celestia, sir" The powerful guard had decided that this was worth his entire attention, and completely turned around, and answered: "I believe that Princess Celestia currently resides in her sleeping quarters, Her Highness was feeling a bit ill, so she has been retained there for the rest of the day." Twilight asked, "Am...am I allowed to go in there?" The guard shrugged and answered, "That is up to Her Majesty." and began to walk away. Twilight called after him, saying, "Thanks, Mr..." The Guard once again went rigid, with one ear cocked in Twilight's direction, and called back, "Broadhoof. Captain Broadhoof." And he left out of the end of the long corridor. There was a knocking at the door of Princess Celestia's bedroom, and the Princess looked up from the letter that she was reading, from one of her subjects requesting to purchase a plot of land near the Everfree Forest, and said, in a rather weal voice, "Come in." Upon hearing the Princess's response, Twilight smiled and pushed open on of the large double-doors with her head and looked inside. Princess Celestia lay near her fireplace, with a small stack of scrolls that lay to her left, a quill and ink in front of her, and a pile of two or three books towards her right, near the roaring fireplace. The Princess did not look very well. Her muzzle was sore, and her eyes clogged with mucus. Twilight greeted the Princess, with, " Hello Princess! Uh...are you sick? Can I help you? Can I-" Twilight was cut off by the Princess with a wave of her hoof, "No, Twilight Sparkle, I am not ill to the point in which I require assistance from one of my students, however prized that she may be." Twilight, somewhat humbled, then asked, "Oh, um...well, why can't you use your magic to heal yourself, it look like you just have a case of the common cold..." "Twilight, as ruler of Equestria, I have access to a nearly infinite source of power, that could be used for many things, healing included, but this cold is just something that doesn't seem worth the effort, and besides, its nice to have a break from a large majority of my duties, even if it is just for one day," Celestia answered, a wink following soon afterwards. Twilight giggled, but her mirth was soon destroyed as she remembered the entire purpose of her being here. "Umm...Princess, you're probably wondering why I'm here..." "Indeed I was, Twilight Sparkle." Twilight's knees began to quiver, and sweat began to form on her brow, and she began to stutter. "Uh..umm..w-well..." The Princesses's almost-always hint of a smile was replaced by a concerned look. "Twilight? Are you all right?" Twilight swallowed her fear and said, "Yes, Princess, I am, I just have a question..." "Yes?" the worried expression on Celestia's face was replaced by a look of amusement, which didn't help Twilight's nerves, and she began to studder yet again" "P-p-princess, uh..." A look of impatience overtook the Princess and she said: "What it it Twilight, it can't be that bad, speak up." Twilight finally managed, "Princess, what exactly is...war...exactly?" Celestia's face went dark, and Twilight braced herself, eyes screwed shut, for some pain, but nothing came. She looked up at the Princess's face and winced. Then the Princess spoke: "We need to go see Luna, now." Twilight was confused, then the Princess stood up and grabbed Twilight with her magic, carrying her outside her room. Twilight, as you'd imagine, was getting a bit fearful at this point, I mean, the ruler of Equestrian was carrying her, quite hostile-ish, with a dark expression on her face. They, or rather Celestia, found Luna on a balcony, with two of her bat-like guards, surveying the countryside. Celestia spoke: "Luna, sister, we have an urgent matter." Princess Luna, co-ruler of Equestria, and raiser of the moon, turned with a smile on her face, which quickly disappeared. "We need to talk." The Traveling The Traveling The Traveling The trio of ponies found themselves back in Celestia's quarters, where they all sat huddled in a corner. Luna asked, "What is thy reason for bringing us, me, here?" Celestia said, "Luna, dear sister, Twilight here has brought a question to me...war." Luna's pupils shrunk and then she relaxed, with a sigh and said: "We hath agreed that if any of thine students every inquired that subject, that it be I who took them on a...trip." Twilight began to speak, "Why Luna? What trip? Are we time-traveling?" Celestia answered, "Luna, because she had more knowledge on the subject, I am also ill, you are going somewhere, but no, not here, in any stage of time." Twilight spoke yet again, saying, "Well, why not here? And where exactly are we going, specifically?" Celestia chuckled, she had chosen well when it came to her prize student, she was quite curious. "I would rather not behold what this beautiful land was like before harmony was integrated by my sister and I. No, instead, you and I are going to a different world, one completely separate from ours." Luna said. Twilight's eyes widened in excitement, "We're traveling to an entire other dimension!?" Luna glared and said, "Twilight Sparkle, what we are about to see is nothing to be excited about, in fact, we risk your very innocence and sanity, for we are going to a world completely destroyed by war and plague, conflict and starvation. We are going to a planet called Earth, and we are going to see a race called the 'Humans'." Twilight was quite shocked. The Princess had raised her voice at her in anger, not in the "Royal Canterlot Voice." Of course, she was still excited about inter-dimensional travel, no matter how horrid these "Humans" sounded. She began to ask if she should bring scrolls, to take notes, and both Princesses silenced her with a glare, and Celestia stated: "Twilight Sparkle, we do not want any of knowledge of this race, this dimension, or of this science to survive anywhere but our memories, it is to corrupted. Do you recall what happened to Starswirl the Bearded?" Twilight, disappointed yet again, answered: "Didn't he disappear one day? Never to be seen or heard from again?" Celestia answered, "Yes, you are correct. Starswirl the Bearded was the one who discovered the spell, worked the mathematics, and discovered the race. He decided to study them. But he was found, and the Humans, they took him to their laboratories. Ironic isn't it? He went to study the humans, but the humans ended up studying him. He eventually died from the many poisons that were injected into him." Twilight was, once again, shocked. These humans didn't seem very friendly..she wasn't sure that she wanted to go through with this any more... Celestia, noticing the concern on her prized pupil's face, said, "Of course, you don't have to do this...but, should you change your mind, I would have to erase your memories of this information ever reaching you." Twilight Sparkle battled with herself for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, determination tightening up her face, Twilight made her decision. "I want to do it. I want to see, and to learn. I want to experience this first-hoof." The two Princesses looked down at Twilight, and Luna spoke, saying, "Come here then, Twilight Sparkle, and let our journey begin." Twilight cautiously trotted over to the Princess of the Night, who reached over with a wing and pulled her in close to her side, and Luna's horn began to glow. Celestia looked into Twilight's eyes, sympathetically and said, "i wish that this had never happened..." Twilight was about to respond when Celestia Disappeared. So did her bedroom, and so did all of her surroundings. It was only black. Twilight tried to use her magic to light up the area, when Luna said, "No Twilight, thou doest not want to do that." "Why not?" "if any magic but mine own is used here, we will disintegrate from pure force." Twilight gulped. She knew her physics, that meant that they were going fast, but she felt no sense of moving, and saw nothing. "Do not move much, either..." Luna said. Suddenly, the world lit up, but only slightly, and only in one area. Twilight noticed that there was fog gently rolling through this gap, and saw that it was a hole punched through a concrete wall, with a few jagged rods of steel protruding from the sides. "We are here." The ObservationThe Observation The two ponies sat in the dark room, where there was a chill. Twilight shivered. It was cold enough for snow and frost, but she saw none. She began to look around, and saw that the room was almost entirely bare. It was complete concrete in all directions, all but the gaping hole in the wall, and a door behind them, which was blocked by a pile of rubble. To their left, there were a few old wooden crates that had been waiting for a long time. They were decayed. "Luna...where are we?" "Twilight, we are at the bottom of a building, in one of the larger Human-made cities, which has been damaged quite a bit. And we also are in the middle of a large conflict, though the fighting, it seems, has died down for a while..." Twilight Sparkle and Luna silently walked over to the gape, to see more, but the thick fog was almost completely opaque. Luna looked at Twilight, and then back to the fog, and an aura covered her horn, and some of the fog cleared away. "Princess, what if one sees us, what if-" "Shh, Twilight. As with clearing the fog, I also cast a spell that make us quieter, and hard to see in human eyes, but by no means completely invisible, or silent...all we must do now, is wait. I sense one coming." Twilight's eyes scourged the area, which, when the fog had been cleared a bit, was a little more revealing. Rubble lay in the streets, as did some twisted metal machines, and dark stains. Soot covered a large amount of the block as well, signs of fire and explosions. Twilight saw nothing alive. "Luna..." "Sshh, Twilight, I must ask that thou remain quite." "But-" Twilight gave up, and returned to the dreary scene in front of her. She was beginning to become bored when she hear something, like a little pebble being kicked. The sound rang out again, but closer this time, and yet again. There was a rhythmic thudding. thud....thud....thud... What is that? Twilight thought. Then she got her answer. A being came out of the fog, walking down the center of the street. It was tall, and bipedal, meaning that it walked on two legs instead of four. It appeared to have no wings or horns, or hooves for that matter. It was a scary thing, and a question came to her mind, but Luna answered it, seemingly reading her mind. "He appears so strange because of his garments. Humans do not have a natural coat, so they must wear clothes most of the time for privacy, and for warmth. This one is clad entirely in black, with a little bit of red, as you can see, because that is his uniform." Twilight noticed that the creatures face was completely covered by a strange device, with a canister off to the side. "He must wear a protective mask that filters out the air because harmful substances are often used to poison the air." Twilight shuddered when her eyes found the creatures eyes. They were glowing red. Luna became amused and said, "Those are not his real eyes. The light helps see though the dimness, and, as you may have noticed, it makes him look intimidating." Twilight asked, "How do you know that its a him?" Luna answered, "The way he is built, the way he carries himself." The figure stopped, and looked around. Twilight noticed that he was heavily laden with gear. A large, black backpack rested in its respective area, and many device hung off of straps on it. Some Twilight recognized, others she did not. There was a canteen, a very, very large knife, a small pan, for cooking, and a cup. Other things, she noticed, had antennae, which most likely meant that they were intended for some for of communication. The Human's pockets were full of things as well. In his....whatever they were, the Human help a large contraption in front of him, most likely a weapon. A chain of little bronze trinkets led from the side of the device to somewhere withing the folds of his gear. The Human let the weapon that he was carrying hang off of a strap, and he help up his right arm, at least Twilight thought that it was an arm, and used his left appendage to poke around on a little beeping device that was strapped to, said, left arm. He looked up and gestured behind him, and Twilight saw more Humans, all looking similar to the first one that she and the princess had seen crept out of the fog. Twilight gasped. There were about six or seven of them in all, and they were all looking at something that Twilight couldn't see. Suddenly, there was a noise. It sounded like something air-compressed was let loose, but much louder, and all of the humans that were in the street looked up. The sound continued briefly, then there was a clanking noise. A device landed in the street, a large can, and from it, there was a continuous, thick cloud of green smoke. More of the popping sounds followed, and more smoke-billowing cans landed around the soldiers, soon enveloping them in the strange substance. Twilight noticed that some of the green smoke was drifting towards her and the Princeliness's hidey-hole, and warded it off with a wave of magic. The purple unicorn returned her attention back towards the streets. The smoke was gone now, and all of the soldiers were still standing. All of the sudden, the one in front started laughing. He laughed and laughed, and, even though the mask he wore muffled a lot of it, it was still clearly audible, suddenly, he spoke, in the deep voice of a stallion. It was quite gruff and worn, but filled with determination and pride. "We has Gas Masks for a reason you idiots!' Twilight was surprised. He spoke Equestrian? How is it possible that ponykind and humankind spoke the same language!? Twilight watched intently, ready to see what happened next. Suddenly, the lead Human raised his contraption, and there was an extremely loud bang, and there was an explosion of fire and smoke that launched itself out of the front faster than Rainbow Dash could have ever dreamed of. One of the bronze trinkets shot out of the opposite of the gun, and landed with a hollow clinking. There was momentary silence, then all Tartarus broke loose. There were more of the sounds, all similar to the first one, but some sounded lighter, and one or two heavier. Bolts of red and yellow flew back and forth, and the Humans scrambled, each of them finding a pile of rubble to hide behind. Dust and pebbled flew as the streams of projectiles came into contact with the debris, and Twilight was just beginning to wonder ho much damage that projectile flying at such speeds would inflict, when she got her answer. The original group of humans, all whom wore black an gas masks, were all hidden. All but one. He was almost to the entrance of a building when a projectile hit him. There was a sickening thud, the sound of flesh rending, and a spray of red blood from the front of the Human's throat. He fell to the ground, kicking and spasming, trying to scream, but all that came out was gurgles. The Human was face-down, and, soon, a pool of blood spread out from underneath him, and the twitching stopped. All the while, the deafening sounds of clinking and fire never once ceased. Soon a round found its way into the other group of human that Twilight had yet to see. There was a scream, then a member of the other party fell forward, with a spat of blood. He was shirtless, and heavily muscled. His head was wrapped almost entirely with a tan cloth, and his pants had a belt that was stuffed with more of the bronze projectile and a few other things. There was a shout of triumph from the original humans, and yet another of the other party fell, he too, was shirtless, but his pants were more worn, and his head-cloth black. Soon, there was a mixed scent of blood, smoke, and urine in the air, and, one, by one, members of the more rag-tag looking group fell, until the conflict was over. Continued ObservationContinued ObservationWarning: This chapter is when highly descriptive and excessive gore begins. The black-clad humans began scuttling around, gathering the bodies and throwing them into one big pile. Their own fallen comrade was stripped of his weapons and ammunition, and gas mask filters. Luna had a bored expression on her face, but Twilight was having a difficult time processing what just happened, and her ears were still ringing. She shook hear head and cleared away the dimness then looked at Luna. Princess Luna ignored her and gestured that more was going to happen. Twilight looked out of their little gap and watched as one black human covered the pile of rag-tag ones with a foul smelling liquid from a red container. Twilight looked closer and saw him pull out a match, light it, and drop it. The heat was intense enough to be felt from the other side of the street. Then the screaming started. One of the other humans, also shirtless, had been playing dead. When he tried to climb out of the pile, a black-clad human grabbed him and shoved him back into the inferno, holding him down with his boot. "Freaking animal! Burn, its what you deserve." He spat. Twilight gasped. "That's horrible! No one deserves that!" Luna answered, "He seems to think so," she gestured with her right wing. The other black humans waited patently for the rag-tag man to perish as the leader shoved him back into the fire every time he tried to jump out, and Twilight had to use magic to avoid retching as she saw the rag-tag human 's flesh come off of his bones more every time he left the fire . He was literally leaving drops of flesh on the asphalt. Finally, he didn't try and crawl back out . "Let's go, I just got a message from base, we're needed; there's been a large attack. We're in for a big one>" They all silently went down the road, back the way that they had come, leaving the body of they're teammate laying in the middle of the street, arms folded across his chest. Twilight Sparkle, prize student of Princess Celestia, couldn't believe it. Nothing like that would ever happen Equestria. Well, there was your occasional psychopath, but that was about it. Hay, the Court of Canterlot had only been used three times! Twilight turned to Luna with mournful eyes, "Okay, I've seen what war is. Can we please go home now?" "Thy hath not seen anything yet, Twilight Sparkle. We are going to follow these men." "Men, Luna?" "What full-grown men are called, the human word for 'Stallions'." "Oh...okay." They climbed from the basement and quietly followed them. By then, the fog was beginning to clear, so they had to be more careful not to be seen. Soon, Twilight began to hear sounds similar to the ones that those weapons had produced (Guns, Luna had said, there are many types, she also explained how they work, thought Twilight already had a pretty good idea) only further away, and there was a lot more. The Black uniformed men began to pick up the pace, as did Twilight and Princess Luna. Soon, both groups were at a gull-blow sprint, as the sounds drew closer. Flames began to pour out of the buildings near them, and, soon, they rounded a corner, and Luna stopped, Twilight following. The sounds were very close, almost deafening. "We're going on top of this building," Luna said. "Huh?" But Twilight was already being carried farther and farther up the side of the building that Luna was referring to . Luna walked over to the edge and motioned for Twilight to come. "Come, now, and watch." The pupils in Twilight's eyes became smaller than ever before as the scene unfolded in front of her. The streaks flew everywhere, into walls, far in the air, and across the ground. The two sides, The Black-clads and the Rag-tags were each positioned on either side of the street, and the two ponies had flown on top of a building that was owned by the Black-clads. Twilight heard voices underneath all of the explosions and the cracking. They were a floor or two below them. "Luna..." "I know, Twilight, do not worry. They are setting up a large gun in a window below us, they will not venture up here. There were more voices and some clinking sounds, when Twilight was startled. That was indeed a very large gun. Twilight watched the streaks slam into the other side of the street piercing walls, and launching dust out of the concrete. Twilight saw one streak hit the bottom of a window, where a rag-tag was standing, and the force threw him out of the opening headfirst. His legs were gone, completely torn off, his jagged bones projecting from the mutilated flesh. He was screaming very loud, and he finally met his doom with a sickening crunch. The large gun began firing on the fortifications on the bottom of the buildings, killing many ragtags, tearing off arms and legs, and sending off large sprays of blood. One rag-tag was attempting to crawl away, both of his legs gone, leaving a trial of thick blood, when his back exploded in a spray of blood and torn tissue. The shards of his spine created deadly shrapnel , and another rag-tag was hit in the eye, and was killed immediately. Even magic couldn't stop Twilight from vomiting this time around. It was to much. Suddenly, a group of black-clads burst out of the door on the building to the left of Twilight and Luna, and Luna pulled Twilight to the ground. "Shh," she said Twilight peeked over the edge, and watched as a group of four black-clads set up what looked like a small cannon, but it was pointed directly up. "If they want to hit the other guys, they're going to need to learn how to aim better." Twilight said. "Watch." Luna said. One of the black-clads then loaded a small projectile into the tube and nodded to another who then kneeled down and there was a loud thunk as the muzzle spat fire. There was a trail of smoke, and Twilight saw how the weapons was aimed for and arc effect, and she watched as the missile landed in the midst of rag-tags, sending shards of wood, chunks of concrete, and geysers of blood in every direction. "Yeah! We got 'em!" This violence that surrounded the two ponies lasted for a while, then Twilight gave up. "I want to go now." Luna answered, saying, "Almost, My dear Twilight, the end is approaching." Twilight was crying out of desperation, and thick tears ran down her cheeks. "Please," she begged. Luna look at her with a sideways glance, and then said, "Look, Twilight, that is the end." Twilight followed the Princesses's gaze, and saw something stream out of the sky far away. It disappeared for a few moments, then the sky went dark for a second, then there was a white light, and, a mushroom shaped cloud of smoke and fire. "No! No, no, no, no, NO! They said they wouldn't DO THAT!" Luna's Aura appeared, and, just as the blinding heat approached, everything went black yet again. The StudyingThe Studying Twilight Sparkle was up late, almost as late as the first night she spent in Ponyville, but, this time, it wasn't pounding music and voices coming from the entrance, it was her own studying and her strive for knowlege. She was searching for the history of Equestria, and not just the little but that she learned in magic kindergarten, but she wanted to search deeper. Her knowledge only went as far back as the founding of Equestria, but she wanted to know about before then, before the land was named Equestria, and how exactly the ponies had treated one another. Somehow "distrust" just didn't cut it. She was on her twenty-second book on history before she finally found something. She was flipping through and she had found a very short, very small chapter on pre-history of Equestria. In this chapter, there was a word, one that she hadn't read or hear for years. War. She knew what war was, in the sense of a conflict, but that was about it. She debated with herself whether or not to bring the issue up with somepony, somepony who may or may not be able to help her... All of her best friends passed through her thoughts, but she disbanded the thoughts immediately, and the same happened with everyone in Ponyville. She needed to leave town. She immediately blew out her candle and hopped in bed, the book cradled in her hooves close to her, but, of course, a mixture of nervousness and excitedness kept her awake for the rest of the night. The EndThe End Twilight was silent. She sat next to the fireplace, with her eyes closed, and just sat there. She had no words, and no tears left. Luna had already taken her departure, and Celestia sat next nearby. There they sat in mournful silence, for a long time. Finally, Celestia spoke, "Twilight..." There was no response. "Twilight, I believe that you now know why this subject is so sensitive to me, and why I try, with everything that I have, to make it as if it never existed." Still, no response. "Twilight...if you want, I could remove these memories." "No," was the quick response, then, "I wanted to see this, I wanted to know....and know I do." They sat in silence for a little while longer, then Twilight rose and left without saying goodbye. Sleep was futile. Twilight's blood still pumped heavily through her veins, and her eyes were bloodshot. No way was she going to sleep, and she knew that. Earlier, when she had gotten home, she had found Spike snoring away, again, in a pile of empty ice cream buckets. Wow, I didn't really expect him to eat the whole thing! Twilight thought. It was beginning to get dark by this point, and Twilight realized that she hadn't eaten a single thing yet. She walked over to her pantry and was, remarkably, not hungry. She didn't even feel like reading, so she just climbed in bed. Later, there was a knocking at her door. It went unanswered. All of the ponies of Ponyville who knew her said that Twilight had changed. She was less outgoing, she read a lot more, but always indoors. She smiled less. Then one day, she simply disappeared. Spike had no possible idea what happened, there was no note this time. In Canterlot, a day later, there was a disturbance inside of the library, and a few scrolls went missing. Twilight Sparkle was not going to be heard from again in a long time... The (real) EndThe (real) EndThis is pretty much just an Epilogue...yes, it is also very short the Landscape was totally destroyed. Piles of gray rubble littered the street, there were scorched craters in the ground and in the sides of the old buildings. There was no life. No birds or insect, not even rats. The peace began to disintegrate when there was a noise. It was a whirring, a quite whining. It grew louder, and louder, until you couldn't miss it. Then a light began to accompany it. A purple light. If anyone was around, they would have seen that this light was coming from a small alleyway. Suddenly, the noise stopped. No slowing, it abruptly halted. The light dimmed, and there was another noise. Clopping... No not that kind of clopping! Anyway, I decided to work on a sequel that will be simply named Twilight's Curiosity: War II But I am working on another story first. It will be called That Strange Night. Yes, it also involves humans. Well, see ya there, hopefully!
The AskingThe Asking Twilight wandered down the path that lead to where she kept her hot air balloon, taking in the beauties of the early morning. I'm kind of beginning to understand why Luna got all angry so long ago, the darkness is strangely beautiful... She finished her thoughts when a dark shape came out from the darkness at her hooves. Using a simple light spell, Twilight lit up the area and pulled the tarp off of her hot air balloon, and, with a wave of her horn, it became inflated. With another wave of her horn, after she was inside the basket of course, the bonds the connected her to the ground were severed, and she began to ascend into the brisk morning air. After a while, Twilight was beginning to feel bored, which was unlike her. She usually had things to think about, or a book! She couldn't believe that she, Twilight Sparkle, had actually forgotten to bring a book. It was an event to be recorded in history. Finally, after about ten minutes (which was a while, without a book) the balloon breached the layer of clouds that blanketed the sky, and the Grand City of Canterlot was beginning to appear. The morning light cast a sheen over the already shiny and colorful rooftops of Canterlot, and was magnified, causing Twilight to look away for a while, until she got close enough to the mountain that the sun disappeared, and she was able to look again. As she drew closer, typical Twilight paranoia began to nag at her. This topic that she was about to discuss was an extremely sensitive one. She hardly ever heard it mentioned, hardly ever saw it wrote down, she could count the times that it had been mentioned easily, and each time, it was quickly snuffed out, or, on one occasion, Twilight saw a shouting match between two unicorns on the subject, not soon before she had moved to Ponyville, and that was the last time. If it was such a sensitive subject with normal subjects of Equestria, then what would the reaction of the Powerful Ruler, who had always been attempting to get rid of the entire subject, be? Would Celestia lock her away somewhere, for knowing to much? Perhaps, Twilight thought, as her eyes widened, she would be banished to the moon. Soon after this thought crossed the purple unicorn's mind, however, she began to admit to herself that she would be curious to see what Princess Luna had been doing there for a thousand years, when she was Nightmare Moon. Did she pace around the diameter, did she dig around, did she create sculptures from the dusty landscape with her magic? After she realized that sculptures and pacing wasn't that exciting, Twilight's thoughts began to wander back to her concerns on what what Celestia's reaction might be towards her curiosity, singling out all of the hostile possibilities. Finally, Twilight remembered that , every time she got paranoid about something involving Princess Celestia, everything turned out all right....but still... Twilight's thoughts were finally interrupted when her balloon bumped against one of the towers, sending shudders all up the basket that she was riding in. Twilight's cheeks flared up in embarrassment when she noticed that many of the early ponies had seen her blunder, and she quickly steered her balloon towards the Royal Statue Garden, and set down uncomfortably close to Discord, and Twilight had to fight back bad memories. Twilight shook her head and trotted towards the palaces door, where two of the guards let her through. Off to find Princess Celestia. After checking the throne room and seeing that it was empty, Twilight Sparkle took to wandering the halls, in search of the powerful alicorn. She passed a guard in the hallway, and decided to ask him. She turned around and said: "Um...excuse me, sir?" The large, armor-clad pegasus-stallion halted rigidly and offered only an ear cocked in her direction before saying: "Yes, how may I help you?" Twilight, intimidated by the large Guard, asked: "Uh..I was just wondering where I might be able to find the Princess..." "Which one?" The stallion had the entire side of his head turned towards her now, one eye seemingly glaring at her. "Ur, Celestia, sir" The powerful guard had decided that this was worth his entire attention, and completely turned around, and answered: "I believe that Princess Celestia currently resides in her sleeping quarters, Her Highness was feeling a bit ill, so she has been retained there for the rest of the day." Twilight asked, "Am...am I allowed to go in there?" The guard shrugged and answered, "That is up to Her Majesty." and began to walk away. Twilight called after him, saying, "Thanks, Mr..." The Guard once again went rigid, with one ear cocked in Twilight's direction, and called back, "Broadhoof. Captain Broadhoof." And he left out of the end of the long corridor. There was a knocking at the door of Princess Celestia's bedroom, and the Princess looked up from the letter that she was reading, from one of her subjects requesting to purchase a plot of land near the Everfree Forest, and said, in a rather weal voice, "Come in." Upon hearing the Princess's response, Twilight smiled and pushed open on of the large double-doors with her head and looked inside. Princess Celestia lay near her fireplace, with a small stack of scrolls that lay to her left, a quill and ink in front of her, and a pile of two or three books towards her right, near the roaring fireplace. The Princess did not look very well. Her muzzle was sore, and her eyes clogged with mucus. Twilight greeted the Princess, with, " Hello Princess! Uh...are you sick? Can I help you? Can I-" Twilight was cut off by the Princess with a wave of her hoof, "No, Twilight Sparkle, I am not ill to the point in which I require assistance from one of my students, however prized that she may be." Twilight, somewhat humbled, then asked, "Oh, um...well, why can't you use your magic to heal yourself, it look like you just have a case of the common cold..." "Twilight, as ruler of Equestria, I have access to a nearly infinite source of power, that could be used for many things, healing included, but this cold is just something that doesn't seem worth the effort, and besides, its nice to have a break from a large majority of my duties, even if it is just for one day," Celestia answered, a wink following soon afterwards. Twilight giggled, but her mirth was soon destroyed as she remembered the entire purpose of her being here. "Umm...Princess, you're probably wondering why I'm here..." "Indeed I was, Twilight Sparkle." Twilight's knees began to quiver, and sweat began to form on her brow, and she began to stutter. "Uh..umm..w-well..." The Princesses's almost-always hint of a smile was replaced by a concerned look. "Twilight? Are you all right?" Twilight swallowed her fear and said, "Yes, Princess, I am, I just have a question..." "Yes?" the worried expression on Celestia's face was replaced by a look of amusement, which didn't help Twilight's nerves, and she began to studder yet again" "P-p-princess, uh..." A look of impatience overtook the Princess and she said: "What it it Twilight, it can't be that bad, speak up." Twilight finally managed, "Princess, what exactly is...war...exactly?" Celestia's face went dark, and Twilight braced herself, eyes screwed shut, for some pain, but nothing came. She looked up at the Princess's face and winced. Then the Princess spoke: "We need to go see Luna, now." Twilight was confused, then the Princess stood up and grabbed Twilight with her magic, carrying her outside her room. Twilight, as you'd imagine, was getting a bit fearful at this point, I mean, the ruler of Equestrian was carrying her, quite hostile-ish, with a dark expression on her face. They, or rather Celestia, found Luna on a balcony, with two of her bat-like guards, surveying the countryside. Celestia spoke: "Luna, sister, we have an urgent matter." Princess Luna, co-ruler of Equestria, and raiser of the moon, turned with a smile on her face, which quickly disappeared. "We need to talk."
The Traveling The Traveling The Traveling The trio of ponies found themselves back in Celestia's quarters, where they all sat huddled in a corner. Luna asked, "What is thy reason for bringing us, me, here?" Celestia said, "Luna, dear sister, Twilight here has brought a question to me...war." Luna's pupils shrunk and then she relaxed, with a sigh and said: "We hath agreed that if any of thine students every inquired that subject, that it be I who took them on a...trip." Twilight began to speak, "Why Luna? What trip? Are we time-traveling?" Celestia answered, "Luna, because she had more knowledge on the subject, I am also ill, you are going somewhere, but no, not here, in any stage of time." Twilight spoke yet again, saying, "Well, why not here? And where exactly are we going, specifically?" Celestia chuckled, she had chosen well when it came to her prize student, she was quite curious. "I would rather not behold what this beautiful land was like before harmony was integrated by my sister and I. No, instead, you and I are going to a different world, one completely separate from ours." Luna said. Twilight's eyes widened in excitement, "We're traveling to an entire other dimension!?" Luna glared and said, "Twilight Sparkle, what we are about to see is nothing to be excited about, in fact, we risk your very innocence and sanity, for we are going to a world completely destroyed by war and plague, conflict and starvation. We are going to a planet called Earth, and we are going to see a race called the 'Humans'." Twilight was quite shocked. The Princess had raised her voice at her in anger, not in the "Royal Canterlot Voice." Of course, she was still excited about inter-dimensional travel, no matter how horrid these "Humans" sounded. She began to ask if she should bring scrolls, to take notes, and both Princesses silenced her with a glare, and Celestia stated: "Twilight Sparkle, we do not want any of knowledge of this race, this dimension, or of this science to survive anywhere but our memories, it is to corrupted. Do you recall what happened to Starswirl the Bearded?" Twilight, disappointed yet again, answered: "Didn't he disappear one day? Never to be seen or heard from again?" Celestia answered, "Yes, you are correct. Starswirl the Bearded was the one who discovered the spell, worked the mathematics, and discovered the race. He decided to study them. But he was found, and the Humans, they took him to their laboratories. Ironic isn't it? He went to study the humans, but the humans ended up studying him. He eventually died from the many poisons that were injected into him." Twilight was, once again, shocked. These humans didn't seem very friendly..she wasn't sure that she wanted to go through with this any more... Celestia, noticing the concern on her prized pupil's face, said, "Of course, you don't have to do this...but, should you change your mind, I would have to erase your memories of this information ever reaching you." Twilight Sparkle battled with herself for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, determination tightening up her face, Twilight made her decision. "I want to do it. I want to see, and to learn. I want to experience this first-hoof." The two Princesses looked down at Twilight, and Luna spoke, saying, "Come here then, Twilight Sparkle, and let our journey begin." Twilight cautiously trotted over to the Princess of the Night, who reached over with a wing and pulled her in close to her side, and Luna's horn began to glow. Celestia looked into Twilight's eyes, sympathetically and said, "i wish that this had never happened..." Twilight was about to respond when Celestia Disappeared. So did her bedroom, and so did all of her surroundings. It was only black. Twilight tried to use her magic to light up the area, when Luna said, "No Twilight, thou doest not want to do that." "Why not?" "if any magic but mine own is used here, we will disintegrate from pure force." Twilight gulped. She knew her physics, that meant that they were going fast, but she felt no sense of moving, and saw nothing. "Do not move much, either..." Luna said. Suddenly, the world lit up, but only slightly, and only in one area. Twilight noticed that there was fog gently rolling through this gap, and saw that it was a hole punched through a concrete wall, with a few jagged rods of steel protruding from the sides. "We are here."
The ObservationThe Observation The two ponies sat in the dark room, where there was a chill. Twilight shivered. It was cold enough for snow and frost, but she saw none. She began to look around, and saw that the room was almost entirely bare. It was complete concrete in all directions, all but the gaping hole in the wall, and a door behind them, which was blocked by a pile of rubble. To their left, there were a few old wooden crates that had been waiting for a long time. They were decayed. "Luna...where are we?" "Twilight, we are at the bottom of a building, in one of the larger Human-made cities, which has been damaged quite a bit. And we also are in the middle of a large conflict, though the fighting, it seems, has died down for a while..." Twilight Sparkle and Luna silently walked over to the gape, to see more, but the thick fog was almost completely opaque. Luna looked at Twilight, and then back to the fog, and an aura covered her horn, and some of the fog cleared away. "Princess, what if one sees us, what if-" "Shh, Twilight. As with clearing the fog, I also cast a spell that make us quieter, and hard to see in human eyes, but by no means completely invisible, or silent...all we must do now, is wait. I sense one coming." Twilight's eyes scourged the area, which, when the fog had been cleared a bit, was a little more revealing. Rubble lay in the streets, as did some twisted metal machines, and dark stains. Soot covered a large amount of the block as well, signs of fire and explosions. Twilight saw nothing alive. "Luna..." "Sshh, Twilight, I must ask that thou remain quite." "But-" Twilight gave up, and returned to the dreary scene in front of her. She was beginning to become bored when she hear something, like a little pebble being kicked. The sound rang out again, but closer this time, and yet again. There was a rhythmic thudding. thud....thud....thud... What is that? Twilight thought. Then she got her answer. A being came out of the fog, walking down the center of the street. It was tall, and bipedal, meaning that it walked on two legs instead of four. It appeared to have no wings or horns, or hooves for that matter. It was a scary thing, and a question came to her mind, but Luna answered it, seemingly reading her mind. "He appears so strange because of his garments. Humans do not have a natural coat, so they must wear clothes most of the time for privacy, and for warmth. This one is clad entirely in black, with a little bit of red, as you can see, because that is his uniform." Twilight noticed that the creatures face was completely covered by a strange device, with a canister off to the side. "He must wear a protective mask that filters out the air because harmful substances are often used to poison the air." Twilight shuddered when her eyes found the creatures eyes. They were glowing red. Luna became amused and said, "Those are not his real eyes. The light helps see though the dimness, and, as you may have noticed, it makes him look intimidating." Twilight asked, "How do you know that its a him?" Luna answered, "The way he is built, the way he carries himself." The figure stopped, and looked around. Twilight noticed that he was heavily laden with gear. A large, black backpack rested in its respective area, and many device hung off of straps on it. Some Twilight recognized, others she did not. There was a canteen, a very, very large knife, a small pan, for cooking, and a cup. Other things, she noticed, had antennae, which most likely meant that they were intended for some for of communication. The Human's pockets were full of things as well. In his....whatever they were, the Human help a large contraption in front of him, most likely a weapon. A chain of little bronze trinkets led from the side of the device to somewhere withing the folds of his gear. The Human let the weapon that he was carrying hang off of a strap, and he help up his right arm, at least Twilight thought that it was an arm, and used his left appendage to poke around on a little beeping device that was strapped to, said, left arm. He looked up and gestured behind him, and Twilight saw more Humans, all looking similar to the first one that she and the princess had seen crept out of the fog. Twilight gasped. There were about six or seven of them in all, and they were all looking at something that Twilight couldn't see. Suddenly, there was a noise. It sounded like something air-compressed was let loose, but much louder, and all of the humans that were in the street looked up. The sound continued briefly, then there was a clanking noise. A device landed in the street, a large can, and from it, there was a continuous, thick cloud of green smoke. More of the popping sounds followed, and more smoke-billowing cans landed around the soldiers, soon enveloping them in the strange substance. Twilight noticed that some of the green smoke was drifting towards her and the Princeliness's hidey-hole, and warded it off with a wave of magic. The purple unicorn returned her attention back towards the streets. The smoke was gone now, and all of the soldiers were still standing. All of the sudden, the one in front started laughing. He laughed and laughed, and, even though the mask he wore muffled a lot of it, it was still clearly audible, suddenly, he spoke, in the deep voice of a stallion. It was quite gruff and worn, but filled with determination and pride. "We has Gas Masks for a reason you idiots!' Twilight was surprised. He spoke Equestrian? How is it possible that ponykind and humankind spoke the same language!? Twilight watched intently, ready to see what happened next. Suddenly, the lead Human raised his contraption, and there was an extremely loud bang, and there was an explosion of fire and smoke that launched itself out of the front faster than Rainbow Dash could have ever dreamed of. One of the bronze trinkets shot out of the opposite of the gun, and landed with a hollow clinking. There was momentary silence, then all Tartarus broke loose. There were more of the sounds, all similar to the first one, but some sounded lighter, and one or two heavier. Bolts of red and yellow flew back and forth, and the Humans scrambled, each of them finding a pile of rubble to hide behind. Dust and pebbled flew as the streams of projectiles came into contact with the debris, and Twilight was just beginning to wonder ho much damage that projectile flying at such speeds would inflict, when she got her answer. The original group of humans, all whom wore black an gas masks, were all hidden. All but one. He was almost to the entrance of a building when a projectile hit him. There was a sickening thud, the sound of flesh rending, and a spray of red blood from the front of the Human's throat. He fell to the ground, kicking and spasming, trying to scream, but all that came out was gurgles. The Human was face-down, and, soon, a pool of blood spread out from underneath him, and the twitching stopped. All the while, the deafening sounds of clinking and fire never once ceased. Soon a round found its way into the other group of human that Twilight had yet to see. There was a scream, then a member of the other party fell forward, with a spat of blood. He was shirtless, and heavily muscled. His head was wrapped almost entirely with a tan cloth, and his pants had a belt that was stuffed with more of the bronze projectile and a few other things. There was a shout of triumph from the original humans, and yet another of the other party fell, he too, was shirtless, but his pants were more worn, and his head-cloth black. Soon, there was a mixed scent of blood, smoke, and urine in the air, and, one, by one, members of the more rag-tag looking group fell, until the conflict was over.
Continued ObservationContinued ObservationWarning: This chapter is when highly descriptive and excessive gore begins. The black-clad humans began scuttling around, gathering the bodies and throwing them into one big pile. Their own fallen comrade was stripped of his weapons and ammunition, and gas mask filters. Luna had a bored expression on her face, but Twilight was having a difficult time processing what just happened, and her ears were still ringing. She shook hear head and cleared away the dimness then looked at Luna. Princess Luna ignored her and gestured that more was going to happen. Twilight looked out of their little gap and watched as one black human covered the pile of rag-tag ones with a foul smelling liquid from a red container. Twilight looked closer and saw him pull out a match, light it, and drop it. The heat was intense enough to be felt from the other side of the street. Then the screaming started. One of the other humans, also shirtless, had been playing dead. When he tried to climb out of the pile, a black-clad human grabbed him and shoved him back into the inferno, holding him down with his boot. "Freaking animal! Burn, its what you deserve." He spat. Twilight gasped. "That's horrible! No one deserves that!" Luna answered, "He seems to think so," she gestured with her right wing. The other black humans waited patently for the rag-tag man to perish as the leader shoved him back into the fire every time he tried to jump out, and Twilight had to use magic to avoid retching as she saw the rag-tag human 's flesh come off of his bones more every time he left the fire . He was literally leaving drops of flesh on the asphalt. Finally, he didn't try and crawl back out . "Let's go, I just got a message from base, we're needed; there's been a large attack. We're in for a big one>" They all silently went down the road, back the way that they had come, leaving the body of they're teammate laying in the middle of the street, arms folded across his chest. Twilight Sparkle, prize student of Princess Celestia, couldn't believe it. Nothing like that would ever happen Equestria. Well, there was your occasional psychopath, but that was about it. Hay, the Court of Canterlot had only been used three times! Twilight turned to Luna with mournful eyes, "Okay, I've seen what war is. Can we please go home now?" "Thy hath not seen anything yet, Twilight Sparkle. We are going to follow these men." "Men, Luna?" "What full-grown men are called, the human word for 'Stallions'." "Oh...okay." They climbed from the basement and quietly followed them. By then, the fog was beginning to clear, so they had to be more careful not to be seen. Soon, Twilight began to hear sounds similar to the ones that those weapons had produced (Guns, Luna had said, there are many types, she also explained how they work, thought Twilight already had a pretty good idea) only further away, and there was a lot more. The Black uniformed men began to pick up the pace, as did Twilight and Princess Luna. Soon, both groups were at a gull-blow sprint, as the sounds drew closer. Flames began to pour out of the buildings near them, and, soon, they rounded a corner, and Luna stopped, Twilight following. The sounds were very close, almost deafening. "We're going on top of this building," Luna said. "Huh?" But Twilight was already being carried farther and farther up the side of the building that Luna was referring to . Luna walked over to the edge and motioned for Twilight to come. "Come, now, and watch." The pupils in Twilight's eyes became smaller than ever before as the scene unfolded in front of her. The streaks flew everywhere, into walls, far in the air, and across the ground. The two sides, The Black-clads and the Rag-tags were each positioned on either side of the street, and the two ponies had flown on top of a building that was owned by the Black-clads. Twilight heard voices underneath all of the explosions and the cracking. They were a floor or two below them. "Luna..." "I know, Twilight, do not worry. They are setting up a large gun in a window below us, they will not venture up here. There were more voices and some clinking sounds, when Twilight was startled. That was indeed a very large gun. Twilight watched the streaks slam into the other side of the street piercing walls, and launching dust out of the concrete. Twilight saw one streak hit the bottom of a window, where a rag-tag was standing, and the force threw him out of the opening headfirst. His legs were gone, completely torn off, his jagged bones projecting from the mutilated flesh. He was screaming very loud, and he finally met his doom with a sickening crunch. The large gun began firing on the fortifications on the bottom of the buildings, killing many ragtags, tearing off arms and legs, and sending off large sprays of blood. One rag-tag was attempting to crawl away, both of his legs gone, leaving a trial of thick blood, when his back exploded in a spray of blood and torn tissue. The shards of his spine created deadly shrapnel , and another rag-tag was hit in the eye, and was killed immediately. Even magic couldn't stop Twilight from vomiting this time around. It was to much. Suddenly, a group of black-clads burst out of the door on the building to the left of Twilight and Luna, and Luna pulled Twilight to the ground. "Shh," she said Twilight peeked over the edge, and watched as a group of four black-clads set up what looked like a small cannon, but it was pointed directly up. "If they want to hit the other guys, they're going to need to learn how to aim better." Twilight said. "Watch." Luna said. One of the black-clads then loaded a small projectile into the tube and nodded to another who then kneeled down and there was a loud thunk as the muzzle spat fire. There was a trail of smoke, and Twilight saw how the weapons was aimed for and arc effect, and she watched as the missile landed in the midst of rag-tags, sending shards of wood, chunks of concrete, and geysers of blood in every direction. "Yeah! We got 'em!" This violence that surrounded the two ponies lasted for a while, then Twilight gave up. "I want to go now." Luna answered, saying, "Almost, My dear Twilight, the end is approaching." Twilight was crying out of desperation, and thick tears ran down her cheeks. "Please," she begged. Luna look at her with a sideways glance, and then said, "Look, Twilight, that is the end." Twilight followed the Princesses's gaze, and saw something stream out of the sky far away. It disappeared for a few moments, then the sky went dark for a second, then there was a white light, and, a mushroom shaped cloud of smoke and fire. "No! No, no, no, no, NO! They said they wouldn't DO THAT!" Luna's Aura appeared, and, just as the blinding heat approached, everything went black yet again.
The StudyingThe Studying Twilight Sparkle was up late, almost as late as the first night she spent in Ponyville, but, this time, it wasn't pounding music and voices coming from the entrance, it was her own studying and her strive for knowlege. She was searching for the history of Equestria, and not just the little but that she learned in magic kindergarten, but she wanted to search deeper. Her knowledge only went as far back as the founding of Equestria, but she wanted to know about before then, before the land was named Equestria, and how exactly the ponies had treated one another. Somehow "distrust" just didn't cut it. She was on her twenty-second book on history before she finally found something. She was flipping through and she had found a very short, very small chapter on pre-history of Equestria. In this chapter, there was a word, one that she hadn't read or hear for years. War. She knew what war was, in the sense of a conflict, but that was about it. She debated with herself whether or not to bring the issue up with somepony, somepony who may or may not be able to help her... All of her best friends passed through her thoughts, but she disbanded the thoughts immediately, and the same happened with everyone in Ponyville. She needed to leave town. She immediately blew out her candle and hopped in bed, the book cradled in her hooves close to her, but, of course, a mixture of nervousness and excitedness kept her awake for the rest of the night.
The EndThe End Twilight was silent. She sat next to the fireplace, with her eyes closed, and just sat there. She had no words, and no tears left. Luna had already taken her departure, and Celestia sat next nearby. There they sat in mournful silence, for a long time. Finally, Celestia spoke, "Twilight..." There was no response. "Twilight, I believe that you now know why this subject is so sensitive to me, and why I try, with everything that I have, to make it as if it never existed." Still, no response. "Twilight...if you want, I could remove these memories." "No," was the quick response, then, "I wanted to see this, I wanted to know....and know I do." They sat in silence for a little while longer, then Twilight rose and left without saying goodbye. Sleep was futile. Twilight's blood still pumped heavily through her veins, and her eyes were bloodshot. No way was she going to sleep, and she knew that. Earlier, when she had gotten home, she had found Spike snoring away, again, in a pile of empty ice cream buckets. Wow, I didn't really expect him to eat the whole thing! Twilight thought. It was beginning to get dark by this point, and Twilight realized that she hadn't eaten a single thing yet. She walked over to her pantry and was, remarkably, not hungry. She didn't even feel like reading, so she just climbed in bed. Later, there was a knocking at her door. It went unanswered. All of the ponies of Ponyville who knew her said that Twilight had changed. She was less outgoing, she read a lot more, but always indoors. She smiled less. Then one day, she simply disappeared. Spike had no possible idea what happened, there was no note this time. In Canterlot, a day later, there was a disturbance inside of the library, and a few scrolls went missing. Twilight Sparkle was not going to be heard from again in a long time...
The (real) EndThe (real) EndThis is pretty much just an Epilogue...yes, it is also very short the Landscape was totally destroyed. Piles of gray rubble littered the street, there were scorched craters in the ground and in the sides of the old buildings. There was no life. No birds or insect, not even rats. The peace began to disintegrate when there was a noise. It was a whirring, a quite whining. It grew louder, and louder, until you couldn't miss it. Then a light began to accompany it. A purple light. If anyone was around, they would have seen that this light was coming from a small alleyway. Suddenly, the noise stopped. No slowing, it abruptly halted. The light dimmed, and there was another noise. Clopping... No not that kind of clopping! Anyway, I decided to work on a sequel that will be simply named Twilight's Curiosity: War II But I am working on another story first. It will be called That Strange Night. Yes, it also involves humans. Well, see ya there, hopefully!
