Most foals dare not enter the Everfree Forest, but when it's the only place left, it doesn't seem so bad. I miss my family, that is if I can still call them that. I tried my best to control the magic that my little body contains, but when flood gates are made of sticks things will slip through the cracks. In my case, what slipped through was a giant magical outburst causing death and destruction across my small village of Trottingham.
I only wished to share a small tune with a friend of mine, her name was Starlight, also a few others in the village. Everypony in the village knew that I had a thing for Starlight, so really this was an attempt to impress her, for she has never heard my music. As a pegasus she spent most of her time with her head in the clouds, literally. To watch her fly was like watching an angel descend from heaven, she was graceful and elegant, but she still had an awesome personality. To me she was also very cute, she always wore these black sunglasses with orange lenses. I almost didn't know what her eye color was except for the few times I had seen her eyes before she had those sunglasses. You could truly get lost in those eyes in an instant. Her eyes were a bright shade of purple, I wouldn't know why she would hide something so beautiful. For now she had the sunglasses off, resting neatly on the top of her head. Her mane was dark blue and silver, and when the wind flowed through it, it resembled a shooting star soaring through the clear night sky. Her fur was a light purple, like the shade you see in the western sky as the sun is setting. When I started to play, her ears perked up as she was lost in the beat. Using my magic to play the various instruments, though a tremendous amount of effort for a colt like me with very little magical experience, but I would do anything to ensure Starlight's happiness. So seeing that she was enjoying it, I tried a little harder. Now pushing my magical limit, the villagers could tell that I was trying my hardest just for Starlight, she noticed too and was blushing. My magical limit was about to be reached when I felt a change, surely I reached the limit, but I felt more energy than I could imagine. I could feel it flowing from the tip of my horn all the way to my tail.
Then everything went wrong, in the middle of the tune a loud hum came from my horn. Puzzled looks crossed everyponies face within earshot. Noticing now that my horn was radiating heat I thought, 'What the heck is this? How did I...'. Suddenly I shifted my gaze to look at Starlight, casting her a worried glance. When I looked over she was staring at my horn, fright obvious in her eyes. As the humming from my horn picked up in volume her eyes slowly went crossed. As my horn's vibration increased further her eyes started to bleed, the crimson fluid poured out of her tear ducts, creating small puddles at her purple forehooves.
She than dropped to her knees, and slowly fell to the side. I ran over to see if she was okay, but her eyes... they held no life. Not knowing what was going on I closed my eyes and lowered my head, hoping, praying, that something would happen to wake me up from this nightmare. Staring at her corpse now, I realized, that the magic flowing within me was destructive rather than creative. Just then, I was blown backwards into a house tearing it apart as the rest of my deadly magic pulsed through my horn. Opening my eyes I could only weep at the devastation I have caused. Looking around through fog of tears, I saw buildings crumbled to dust, or on fire. Though, worst of all, the bodies of the ponies I tried to entertain, some were burned, others cut and brutally mangled, but the lucky ones were the ones close to me like Starlight, they were instantly vaporized. What was left behind from where her corpse used to lay were her sunglasses.
"*Sniff* Why? Why, did this horrible event happen?" I managed to say between sobs. Though a cloudy day already, the heavens opened up and it poured out the cries of those killed. With my fur and mane now soaked, it was hard to see from my bangs blocking my vision. I would rather see my black and orange hair, than bloody corpses scattered in my wake. "How could I do such a thing?" I whispered to myself. I look back to where Starlight's body used to lay, and I couldn't bare it any longer, I broke down.
A little while later, as I still lay there sobbing, still raining, an old folklore in the village popped into my mind. It stated 'whenever it rained, each drop was a tear from the dead wishing they were still with their loved ones.' Knowing of such a story in between the heaving breaths I was able to whisper, "I'm sorry.......everyone, I'm sorry. I....I'm sorry Starlight."
The leader of my small village, Caster Lighthoof, soon approached the scene and gazed in the horror I was standing in the middle of. As far as I knew he was the only survivor. Tears welled in his eyes as he sat and looked to the ground to where his wife lay, cut and mangled from my indirect doing. He looked up and his sad expression turned to one of rage. "You, YOU, YOU DID THIS! My....my wife died by your hoof, and now I swear to you, YOU SHALL DIE BY MY HOOF!" He cried as he got up and rushed at me. I closed my eyes again, accepting my fate. As he approached where I stood, the same hum as before was audible. My eyes flashed open and upward, as my horn glowed red, it was absorbing energy this time. Looking forward at Caster,Running as fast as he could, I screamed, "NOOOO" just before a beam of dark, blood red energy shot straight through him just feet from me. Blood splattered over my coat. A massive flow of tears pooled in my eyes at the sight of him, dead, blood soaking his brown fur and yet he still stood, with an expression that shall stick with me for the rest of my days.
Slowly backing away from Caster as his legs finally gave in to death, all I did was cry. "I never wanted to hurt anypony." I managed to whimper. Through the swimming thoughts one stood out, leave. Knowing that if anypony was left, that is what they would want. So I made the decision to leave the small village of Trottingham that I had laid to waste just moments before. I felt that no pony was safe with me around, so the decision to venture into the forest was best. Before I went, I found Starlight's sunglasses, I stared at them for a while before deciding to put them on. As I did so I thought, "Starlight, no matter what I promise I won't forget you. If it counts for anything now I....I love you." A final tear escaped before I trotted out to the Everfree forest. Out there, I could live out the rest of my life in solitude and not run the risk of harming another innocent pony.
As I slowly entered the looming forest I let the silence take me. I walked farther in, I took a look around. Everything was cast in a orange tinge from Starlight's sunglasses. Tears started to reform in my eyes as I thought about Starbright again. Truthfully my intent on going into the Everfree Forest was for some ravenous creature to find and kill me for the damage I caused, but my uncontrollable magic kept me from my wish. I guess its only right for me to suffer for their deaths. Finally, I had found shelter underneath the base of a tree, it was a bit of a squeeze, but it seemed that I would never feel comfortable after what happened.
Slowly drifting off to sleep, I could hear the screaming of ponies being slaughtered before me as the magical burst dug their grave. On the back of my eyelids was a splatter of blood, then an image of Starlight, her eyes bleeding as she lay on the ground. Flying over head was what I assumed was Princess Luna. I was told by my parents that she enters your dreams on occasion to see the joy of the other ponies.
"P...Princess Luna!" I said, looking up at her in horror because I knew what she was about to see. She was only a few years older than I and had just recently learned to use her "Dream Sight" spell. I felt bad that she would have to witness such a disaster at such a young age. She will most likely be mentally scarred by it just as I have. Apparently she just came from a very cheerful dream for she was laughing. "Well she won't be laughing after this." I mutter to myself.
Luna had entered into the thick of it, but the devastation was just beginning. Her laughter ceased as she watched Starlight drop dead. She flew down, looking at the dead mare, more puzzled than anything. She must not have seen what had happened. Then a big explosion ripped through the memory, bits of wood and debris flew through the air as the little green foal flew through the house. As Luna gazed on the devastation occurring in this nightmare, tears started to fall from her eyes. She turned to the real me and stared as if to say, "Why?" More tears were poured from Luna's eyes as she witnessed me crying over Starlight's sunglasses. Snapping out of her sympathy soon came rage, all I heard from her was, "How could any foal do such a terrible thing?" Her expression was that of pure shock and horror as she watched me rip a hole through the former leader of the small village I used to call home.
I couldn't look at her anymore, I was too ashamed for what I have done, but not only that I was scared. I was only able to say, "I....I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." My voice shook as I spoke these words knowing full well that what was witnessed in this dream, shall never be forgiven.
" This act has caused disharmony in this village. This cannot go unnoticed, I shall not allow this carry on further." Luna cursed and she disappeared from my nightmare.
Discord
Shuddering awake from a deep sleep, Discord saw the sunlight peaking through the mouth of his cave. Though it looked different from normal, it looks dim. Celestia started to do this some time ago when tragic events occurred in the land, "I wonder what happened that was so tragic?" Said Discord. Trudging across the cave he got do his newest book of spells, grabbed an incense bottle, candles, and chalk to draw a pentacle. Drawing the pentacle on the stone floor in the shape of a six-sided star, with lines extending from the center towards the points of the shape. On each corner of his pentacle he placed a candle and lit the fuses, while he placed the incense bottle off to the side. Now sitting in the center, he opens the book of spells and flips to the page of teleportation. This spell allows the user to will its essence to move to the place and time the user desires. For Discord, he chose to find the place where the latest tragic event occurred and the time being set to the day before at about 7:00 p.m.
As his essence flew over the scene he was intrigued by the thought of such power invested in such a small pony. Discord knew that all that pony could do was grow, and so would his power. An evil grin flashed over Discords face as he began to laugh. A plan was unraveling itself out inside his sick and twisted mind, a plan as such would lead him to be a force to be reckoned with, rather than some lowly magician. He knew exactly what he was going to do, each step played like a film in his minds eye. The land of Equestria would quake with fear as the name Discord resounded in their ears.
At the moment his petty magic could do near to nothing to anything, plus he was more defensive than offensive with his magic usage. So now, Discord saw himself at a bit of a disadvantage with his plan. As he noticed, the little foals magic reacts when the user feels threatened, according to what he saw with the big white stallion when he rushed the foal. Though thoughts still were passing through his mind, one such thought being, 'Your tongue could twist another ponies thoughts into that of your own, force them into agreement with a false sense of hope." He slyly grinned to the small pony as his essence flew over and saying as he passed, "In due time young foal, you shall play your part."
Author's Note
The sadness is sad yes I know. I know you might ask if I have any psychological problems, the answer being no but ask my editor and you may get a different answer.
This chapter was entirely written while high on monster, so if no sense is to be made drink one and it will make sense.
And please who ever reads this story get on my editor about being too picky on his story, because in the time its taking him to write one chapter I have submitted 2 stories. I say he needs to get his ass moving.
By the way I have gotten questions on what a pentacle is. Well to my understanding it is a wizard circle used for casting various degrees of spells the more points the star has the more magic it can sustain. The degrees vary on a scale from 3 to 10 (three-pointed star for weak spells, ten-sided star for strong spells) spells below 3 can be cast without pentacles and throughout my story this is how it shall be. The More You Know!
