Personal Log: Entry no.781235

It’s been four months since my true identity was revealed to Equestria. Though it saddens me deeply to have to abandon my old life, I take comfort in the fact that some of it journeyed with me. Trixie has abandoned her disguise and appears as her old self to the others. It was a great shock to all but Rainbow Dash as I’d failed to mention her true identity, a small mishap on my part.

Scootaloo is missing her friends greatly, and we all know the feeling. However, she takes comfort in the knowledge that Fluttershy is looking after Sweetie Belle. She even receives personal letters from the filly in addition to the surveillance reports I receive from Fluttershy herself.

Fire Reign has proven extremely submissive to mere suggestions. She’s reported to me in person and forgotten the meeting ever took place as soon as she returned to her post. Due to our revelation, the killer has become the second priority of the Royal Guard and I now stand at the top of the food chain as the ‘most wanted’. I never believed such a thing possible until I began walking this path, it’d be lonely were I not with my two lovers and Scootaloo.

An interesting development occurred yesterday when the young filly asked to be a test subject. Rainbow Dash, playing the big sister shot that notion down faster than she could fly. While I dislike having been denied a new subject, I agree with Rainbow Dash. I’d rather not perform any tests on my friends, least of all a filly. Applejack was the exception, though I was extremely careful not to alter her appearance or personality. If anything she seemed to have more strength before we left. I almost wished I had taken her with me; the thought of those powerful hooves doing things to me…

I shuddered as images and sensations surfaced to the forefront of my mind.

… But what’s done is done. And I’m sure Applejack would never forgive me or the rest of us for doing what we’ve done. While I could buy her silence through keeping my mouth shut about her incestuous feelings for her sister, I’d rather not have the hassle of dealing with an untrusting ex-friend…

Writing that last word hurt more than I expected it to. I slammed the book shut and threw it across the room. The book’s path contained beakers that were either smashed on impact or knocked to the ground and smashed there. The noise attracted the attention of Rainbow Dash who was in the lab with me at the time, reading up on a copy of ‘Science and Magic for beginners’.

“You alright there, Twilight?” she asked, looking up from her book at me. I sighed in frustration as I rubbed my temples, trying to relieve my mind of the troubles filling it.

“I just know Applejack’s angry with us. If not at what we’ve done, then for leaving her out of the loop.” I said, addressing my problem to the Pegasus. Perhaps a fresh perspective would give me an answer.

“I’m sure she thinks you kept her out of the loop for her safety as well as her family’s. Trust me Twi, Applejack’s not the kind to hold a grudge. I’m surprised that’s even an issue. I’m more worried about being on the ‘Most Wanted’ list.” she replied. What she said relaxed me, until she mentioned the wanted list.

With a groan of annoyance, I trotted over to her and kissed her on the cheek. “Thanks, Dash. I’m gonna go and get some Lunch, you want anything?”

“I could do with a tomato and lettuce sandwich if you’re making.” she replied. I smiled at her and nodded, heading for the exit. “Oh, and Twilight?” she called just as I reached the door. I stopped and turned to her.

“Yes?” I asked.

Dash closed her book and turned in her chair to look directly at me. She had a smile on her face and she looked extremely happy. “Thanks for siding with me when Scoots asked to be a test subject.” she said. I grinned at her.

“Of course, I do still have morals and standards, Dash. Fillies are off the table, pun intended.” I replied, giving her a wink. She chuckled before returning to her book.

I spotted Trixie in the kitchen with Scootaloo. She was teaching the Pegasus how to boil and mash potatoes.

“I thought Mashed potatoes were a dinner thing, or breakfast if it’s leftovers.” I interrupted, walking up to them. I ruffled Scootaloo’s mane as Trixie explained the situation to me.

“Twilight, It’s four in the afternoon. You and Rainbow Dash have lost track of time again.” Trixie stated. I giggled as a thought came to mind.

“Oh, Dash will be so embarrassed to find out she’d gotten so engrossed in a science guide we missed Lunch.” I teased. The girls giggled at this. “Truth be told, I kept her near me so she would act as an alarm clock when she got hungry. Guess that plan was a bust.” I said, sighing. I made my way to the cupboard and pulled out the bread, then I opened the fridge and pulled out some lettuce and a tomato. I fixed Dash her sandwich with these three things and grabbed myself an apple.

“We’ll be in the lab until dinner’s ready, if you need us.” I said, carrying Dash’s sandwich on a plate.

“Actually, Twilight I’d like to ask you something.” Scootaloo called out. I stopped with the apple in my mouth and looked to her, waiting for her to say what she needed to say.

“I know you declined yesterday, but I have to ask again, will you use me as a test subject?” she asked. Trixie and I both remained uncomfortably still. I pulled the apple out of my mouth and took a deep breath.

“Scootaloo, you know I can’t. It’s too dangerous.” I said. Her ears drooped and she seemed extremely disappointed and cross with me. “Even if I wanted to, there’s nothing I could use you for. It’s not just because Dash said no, but you’re simply too young and not a viable subject.” I added. Scoots seemed even more hurt. With the damage dealt, I felt remaining would just worsen the situation, so I nodded to Trixie and left with the apple and the sandwich.

Dash was still engrossed in her book when I entered the lab. I’d have left her to it with her sandwich, but I felt I needed to inform her of Scootaloo’s attempt to ask me behind her back.

“She did what?!” Dash yelled, slamming the book closed in a fit of anger. I could tell she was going to go and give the filly a good talking to, like an older sister would, but I stopped her.

“Dash, it’s alright, I turned her down again. She won’t ask a third time. Besides, I have a plan to put her off the idea.” I caught her attention with that last part. I gave her a devilish grin and she knew instantly that this was going to be a cruel thing to do.

The stage was set. I’d casted an illusion spell around the room to make it look completely and utterly destroyed. Even the lights from the lanterns were flickering uncontrollably, on the verge of giving out entirely, but I forced them to remain alight through the stress. I’d told Trixie to send Scootaloo to tell us when Dinner was ready, and right on cue, the orange filly walked in. She closed the door behind her before noticing the carnage.

“What in the name of Celestia happened here?” she called out. Before she could get too scared, I locked the door so she couldn’t escape. Dash smiled at me as she saw Scootaloo try to open the door. Then it came. That menacing moan from across the laboratory. I nodded to Dash who crept silently to her appointed position.

“Who’s there?” Scoots called out to the owner of the moan. On cue, Dash came limping from around the corner of a table, acting as if one of her wings were broken. Blood from a squirrel covered her body as she dragged one of her hind legs along.

“Rainbow Dash!” Scootaloo cried, rushing to meet the Pegasus half way. Dash pretended to collapse just in front of the filly.

“Scoots… you have to run. We did something terrible… and it’s coming for me next.” she said, feigning difficulty to breathe. Dash was a good actor. I smiled and made my way to the location I’d chosen.

“Dash, what happened, Who did this to you?” Scootaloo asked. I smiled as Dash relayed the line we’d rehearsed.

“We… found another victim… of the killer. We tried to reanimate it… so it could give us… their identity. But something went… horribly wrong. The dead body mutated… and attacked us.” It was then that I did my part. I screamed in feigned agony, aided by a scalpel to the to the shoulder. I sliced downward, cutting my foreleg open. I fell past the table into the sight of the two, my eyes wide open in fear.

“Twilight!” Dash called out. Using my stealth magic, I pretended to be dragged back out of view, my blood slicking the floor.

“Oh, Celestia, it killed her!” Dash cried the obvious. I smiled as I healed myself and went to my next location. There, a body lay, ready for corrupting.

“Scoots, you have to get out of here. It’s coming for me next. It’s a monster, something…something foul.” Dash was selling it. With powerful magic, I turned the corpse into a puppet. It was then that I began to mutate it. Its legs burst out and turned into fleshy coloured bony legs with blades for hooves. Its head rotated until it was upside down and its face split in two. Tentacles began to lash out at the air as the fur and tail fell off the creature. A new tail was grown, ending in a long wide blade.

I smiled at my work as the transformation made such sickening sounds, the breathing of both ponies stopped. I had difficulty containing my glee as I threw myself across the room, covered in blood, to the other side, out of sight. I called for another moan from the creature, and it did. After it moaned, it gave out a terrifying roar. Scootaloo screamed. We knew she was scared but that wasn’t enough, not yet. I ordered the creature to remain silent and make its way to the table Dash had positioned herself near. The creature did as it was told and waited for instructions.

“Scoots, go. Grab Trixie and get out of here, warn the princesses if you have to, just live and don’t forget that I l–.” That was the signal. I ordered the monster to cut her off on the word ‘love’. The creature slammed into rainbow Dash and pushed her out of sight from Scootaloo. The filly screamed as the supposed dying cries of her idol filled her ears. Scootaloo bolted for the door, but was unable to open it. She tried scratching her hooves at the wall as a last ditch effort. The monster approached Scootaloo from around the table and pinned her against the door. Scootaloo began to cry as she knew her life was coming to an end. The mutated corpse gave one last cry before disintegrating into ash at the filly’s hooves.

“Hold on.” I called from the far end of the room. There was a banging sound coming from my magic and the illusion in the environment lifted like a veil. The tables and items on them were undamaged, but blood remained on the ground. Dash and I emerged from our last known locations, smiling at the distraught filly.

“T-t-twilight? Rainbow Dash? W-wh-what just h-happened?” Scootaloo asked as she shook like my vibrator.

“A demonstration of what can happen if you become a test subject, Scoots.” Dash replied, pulling the filly into her personal space and hugging her.

“What?” Scootaloo asked. Her voice showed confusion.

“What we do here, Scootaloo, is highly dangerous. If we’re not careful, it could bring about something that cannot be killed and is designed to kill ponies and turn them into one of the monsters you just saw. I’m sure you wouldn’t want to end up like that thing.” I said, tilting my head to the pile of ash. Scootaloo shook her head. “So in order for you to have a chance at survival, you’re to have nothing to do with Necromancy, at least until you’re old enough and responsibility is second nature to you.” I said. Scootaloo shook her head, clutching her idol’s leg.

“I don’t ever want to see this kind of stuff again.” she said, hiding her shame filled face from my sight. I looked to Dash who smiled at the filly with satisfaction.

“Good. And you never will, kid. We’ll do all we can to prevent Necromancy affecting your life. This is what this performance was all about, to put you off it.” Dash said. She almost undid what we just worked to achieve, but I managed to fix it.

“Of course this sort of thing could potentially happen. Come on, let’s go and eat. That apple I had didn’t hit the sides.” I said, brushing my hoof along Scootaloo’s mane to assure her everything was fine now.

Author's Note

Ooh, scary.

SO!!! Let me know what you think.