Acceptance

by TimeRarity64

Chapters

Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6

Chapter 1

Acceptance

By Timefather64

My Little Pony is own by Lauren Faust and Hasbro

(Inspired by Nine inch Nails Album: With Teeth)

Chapter 1: The Line Begins To Blur

"Hehahahaha...it's so easy you know?" A male pony with a soft voice asked, sounding nervous. A soft dark chuckle was heard along with the noises of stuff being moved. A gray stallion with a messy unkept black sweaty mane was in the corner of a small room with graffti printed all over the walls. 'Where is God?! The Voices won't shut up! Mom was right, nightmares do feel good! Daddy, the shadowy man is back again. MORE, MORE, MORE, MORE, MORE, MORE, MORE, MORE, MORE!' Was sprayed and written all over the dirty room. The pony was dirty to and his body was slender that looked like he had not ate anything in a very long time. By his side were multiple notebooks with scratched sketches of a large black ball. The pony was a unicorn with faded blue eyes, looking around frighten while he bored a grin upon his muzzle.

"They want everything, but I can't give them anything. What else do they want from me?" The pony muttered through his shaken breath. He looked at the wooden door ahead of him. He saw the carved numbers on the door and muttered. "01010101010101010101." He trembled and choked softly on his own air before regaining a steady breathing process. "The line...what line...what do they mean? What do they want from me?" He grumbled to himself before grabbing a notebook and a pencil. He held the pencil with his mouth and the notebook with his hooves and started drawing in a rapid scratching motion. He carved left, right, up, down, diagnol, and any possible way he could in order to get his drawing complete.

After a few minutes of sketching the pony dropped the notebook and spit out the pencil. He stared at his notebook for a good long ten seconds before smiling again. What he drew was another black large ball, but there was a small pony horribly drawn pointing at the ball with a smile on its face. He placed his hoof on the small pony and slowly started trembling. Tears started swelling up, slowly sliding out of his eyes, dripping onto the paper. "I can see...but I choose to not let them make me see what they want me to see, so what reason do I have to see for if there is absoluetly nothing for me to see if I don't want them to make me see?"

When he gets up, he starts coughing. He slowly limped towards the door and opened it using a small bit of his magic that he had left. When he left the room, he entered into a long abandon hallway. The walls had torn pain and trash scattered everywhere. He started limping down the hall, struggling to stay up and alive, but it was very hard for him. He was weak, he had not alot of magic left in him, and he was completely paranoid to the fact he couldn't care less about his body. He just continued limping ahead. He couldn't stop, he had an objective of course. But that objective was unknown for even he didn't know why he was so determine in accomplishing it. The unknown are mysterious and he was too mysterious to even know he was competely broken down.

Soon, he reached the end of the hall and stared at a boarded up door. He planted his hooves on one of the 2x4 and started pulling it back, struggling to use the last bit of strength he had. He managed to pull one out and another but the last one caused him to collapse onto his rump. He felt completely dizzy and wanted to vomit but he managed to hold it back. He struggles getting up and tries again. It failed and he once again fell back. This time he landed on his back, groaning in pain. "The Voices..." He weakly got up. "They are back again...I can hear them." He groaned frightenly before leaping towards the boarded door. He slammed his right shoulder into the wood causing his bone's socket to pop. He yelled in pain falling to the ground, clutching tight onto the popped limb.

He glanced up slowly grinning as he saw the snapped wood dangling seperately from one another in the air. He struggled getting up once again and coughed out blood, making him stumbled to the side. He then vomitted out black liquid and started sobbing falling into the puddle of his own essence. He rolled on his back looking at the ceiling, staring deep into the bright light.

"The light..." He lifted his working hoof up in the air, as if he could grasp the rays of light that came from the flickering lightbulb above him. He felt a sudden warmth of touch his forehead suddenly. He looked up slowly and seen the outside. The world he wanted to enter into. The objective's homeworld. He rolled onto his stomach and started crawling towards the exit. He was getting closer, closer to the world of Lights. As he finally made it, he touched a invisble force of wall that prevented him from proceeding any further. He placed his hoof on it and looked at it curiously, spotting his own reflection.

He pressed his dirty hoof on the right side of his cheek and wiped the tear stains that were left on his face. He bit his lower lip hard enough to make it bleed. "I...can see you now. I can see how they trapped you in there just like they did to me in here. But it is okay, I will free you. I promise, I will be back. I swear, I will be back. I will save you, I will save us all." He said before getting up painfully. He leaned up and pressed his working hoof against the door, opening it. When he opened it, he limped out to the world of bright lights. When he walked forward, he fell back down, but he did not got back up. His eyes were shut close, his body went into a uncouncious state, and all that came out his mouth was the two known words on his mind.

"The Voices..."

To Be Continue

Chapter 2

Chapter 2: You Know What You Are?

Eyes shot open as the owner of these faded blues jolted up from a white patient bed yelling. A few ponies dressed up in doctor uniforms quickly pinned him down as he began thrashing violently. He screamed for them to let him go, but they did not listen to him as he continue struggling. He was in no condition to get out of his bed. The struggling patient saw a large pony with a white coat and flowing rainbow mane walking towards him with a stern look in its eyes. His pupils shrunk as he started ranting in a panicking tone. "NO! STAY AWAY! STAY AWAY! THE BLACK SUN! I WON'T LET YOU TAKE ME! I WILL NOT LET YOU TAKE ME!"

The alabaster pony looked at him confused. Her purple eyes narrowed observing the crazed pony amused. It was as if he was a new kind of species she had just discover for the first time in her very own eyes. She glanced back behind her and motioned for another pony to enter into the room. A royal guard entered into the room and trotted next to the horned pegasus. He looked at her, awaiting his order. She motioned him to the hysteric patient who was nearly breaking out of the doctors' holds. The guard nodded and quickly trotted to the patient before knocking him out with a hoof to the face.

As the patient was knocked out cold, the doctors glanced at the large mare. One spoke up in a exhausted relieved tone. "Thank you, Princess Celestia." He then turns to the guard and says, "And you to, Private Gladius."

The guard nodded his head before leaving the room. Celestia sighed and walked over to the sleeping pony, looking at him with the same expression she gave him when he shouted at her. "Who is he?" She asked calmly.

"We don't know, your highness. A stranger founded him in the center of the road, right near the abandon home that used to be owned by the Sundertear's family. We thought about investigating the house, but we wanted to know if you wouldn't mind assisting us." He explained. Celestia sat down and rubbed her chin with her right hoof. She was thinking about the possibilities in learning about this strange pony's behavior. After all, he was the first pony she had ever seen react violently towards her. Most ponies would not do that. They would usually calm down and await for her response. This pony was by far as she knew of, the complete opposite.

"Sure, I will assist you on investigating the abandon home. Be sure to get the ponies that you need for our visit. Tomorrow, we shall all meet up at the entrance of the Sundertear's home, do you all understand?" She asked.

"Yes, your highness." He said before turning towards the door and walking away. Celestia motioned the rest of the doctors out of the room so she could be alone with the patient.

When they were all gone, the alicorn princess glares closely into the pony's reposed body. The IV monitor was in perfect condition showing signs on its heart monitor screen that the patient was doing perfectly fine. There was a needle attached to his right foreleg emptying nutrients into his veins. She could tell by the skinny skeletal frame this pony was in, he would of die on the spot if anypony decided not to bring him here. She noticed small scars on the left side of his foreleg. He must have cut himself a lot. But pass the point of his scars and starving form, she noticed something about his eyes. When he stared at her, she saw only the faded blue. As if he was blind the entire time. But something behind those dull ocean blue pupils was a pony. Trap, scare, yelling for a savior to help him get out or...figure out how he had gotten inside this shell to begin with.

"Voices..." He muttered causing Celestia to become tense. She was not sure if he was going to attack her on site when he wakes up, but she was not going let him take a chance. She prepared herself just in case worse took its possible toll. As the patient woke up, his vision was blurry but his sight was adverted towards her. When he finally regained his vision that came back five minutes later. He looked left and right confused. "Where...am I?"

"Ponyville's Hospital, you were found laid out in front of the home of the Sundertears knocked out. You had a broken shoulder and your body was to weak to keep yourself stability fuctioning. As you awoke from your deep sleep, you in a traumatic outburst attempting to..." Her voice became stern. "Harm anypony in your way. I had you restrained and put back into your reposed state. I apologize, but I couldn't allow you to continue on your violent outburst. You could of hurt somepony." Celestia said causing the patient to look at his hooves shock.

"Hurt...the feeling of pain that could be physically and emotionally harmful to both the body and mind of the host that recieves the pain from the giver." He said softly, amused at the very word alone. Celestia looked at him oddly. This pony had some kind of enjoyment to the word and meaning.

"What were you doing near the abandon home of the Sundertears?" Celestia asked.

"Sundertears? Who are they?" He asked, slowly looking up at Celestia.

"They are the previous owners of that house you were founded nearby." She answered.

"Owners? Heh, there were no owners when I was there before. Actually, how long have I been in that place, I don't know." He said starting to chuckle softly. "Who am I? You are trying to figure that out, huh?"

"Yes." She answered.

"Heh, I don't know." He said, looking at the sky out of the window.

"You don't know who you are?" She asked him with a surprised expression.

"That's right, I don't know who I am." He answered.

"How, do you remember your parents of any sort, the name they have given you, the day you were born, and the time you came to that place?" She asked him walking towards the left side of his bed.

"No." He answered.

"You...you have no clue who you are and...what you are...don't you?" She asked in a sadden tone, afraid of the answer that she was going to recieve.

"Yes." He answered calmly, looking still outside in awe.

Celestia backs away shock. This pony...didn't even know that he was a Pony. "How?" She wondered out loud. She sat there, looking at this light headed pony adrifting off into his own world. He seem to care only little of himself in not knowing that he was a pony. He did not know his name, nor to even care about that also. "But why?" She asked.

"I don't know...I guess I..." He paused and glanced at the sun. He stared deep into its bright rays of light, not blinking once. Celestia stood there in bigger shock that he was still unaffected by the eye blinding rays of the sun's light. Nopony was suppose to look at the sun if they did not want to go blind but yet here he was, staring deep into the burning globe. He was not flinching, he was not groaning in pain, he was simply smiling at as if that did not matter to him at all. "The ball...why is it black?"

"Black?" She asked, curious to why he would question her about the sun being black even though it was not.

"Yes, why is it black?" He asked.

"The sun is not black, it is a glowing ball of orange and yellow with some forms of red. Why do you believe that it is black?" Celestia asked.

The patient chuckles and says, "Because I can see that it is black. Not red, yellow, and orange. It is pure black. Like the dark hole in that wall. It is the size like that." He turned towards her still smiling. By this time he should of became blind, but looking at his eyes closely, she strongly doughted that this pony remained immune to the bright beams of light.

"Dark hole?" Celestia asked, thinking about those two words. "Are you...umm...blind?" She asked carefully, hoping that she would not anger him to feel like he was insulted.

"Blind...the feeling of being decieved by those you assumed to trust or choose to believe in. No...I am not blind, whoever you are." He said.

"My name is Celestia, but you may call me, Princess Celestia." She said noticing how he became excited on that word to. Something had to be wrong with this pony. Something serious. He seemed negative, but not in a way towards others. Instead, he was in this way about himself. That, so far is what she could tell at least.

"Princess? You mean a ruler?" He asked tilting his head curiously.

"Yes, now, can you please answer my question, are you blind?" She asked hoping he would not jump over another question like he did before.

"Blind? No...I am not blind. I can see you, correct? You have a white coat and your flowing mane is rainbow. You have purple eyes that can see through the truth and lies. You are an alicorn; a equine creature that has both a unicorn horn and wings. I am not blind, I am perfectly just fine." He said chuckling softly at her.

"So, you are not blind, your name is unknown, and you have no clue that you are a pony yet you know what an alicorn is. How?" She asked becoming confused. How did this pony knew everything about her and what she was but he did not know that he was a pony. "Don't you know who you are?" Celestia asked trotting in front of him so she can get face to face with this clueless pony. "You must know something about yourself. You can't simply just forget everything about yourself."

"But I have and I don't remember how. I don't know who I am." He answered becoming frighten from her raised tone.

"Don't play foolish with me! How in Tartarus did you know the definition for Alicorn if you told me that you didn't even knew that you were a pony? You are a pony, have you even looked in the mirror?" She asked.

"Mirror? The reflection's only friend, "Don't try defining that, answer my question and answer it wisely. What were you doing in that house and who are you?!" Celestia shouted in her royal Canterlot voice causing him to fall back on his pillow.

"I..." He paused and looked down glancing at his hooves. He chuckled softly and glanced back up, staring straight into her violet eyes. They were as he could tell. They were the eyes of a divine creature that could see through the truth and the lies that spoke out to her ears and look in her eyes. But even though she was divine, she was still learning. She knew all sorts of things except him. She was only a mere curious foal testing fire by the touch of their hoof even if they got burnt twice. He gave her credit but then realized that there was no credit to be given. He did not knew that much about himself because something in him was preventing him from remembering.

"I what?" Celestia asked in a stern tone.

"I am...a pony who has forgotten the meaning of his own existence." He answered softly looking at her with a frighten look.

Celestia's stern look had vanish and was replaced with a soften look. As she stared at him closely, she saw the pain in him again. The pain of not remembering. Sitting down, she glances outside and sighs. "You...I am going to have certain kinds of doctors to take care of you. I will see you time by time. Tomorrow, I am going to visit the Sundertear's house. If I find anything of yours, I will bring it to you and I will get a answer out of you. Do I make myself clear?" She asked.

"Y-yes...umm...what's your name again?" He asked.

Celestia looked at him and softly spoke. "Celestia, my name is Celestia, and for now on you call me Celestia. You must respect anypony that are helping you, do you understand?"

"Yes, Celestia." He said.

"Good, now, I will have to go. But before I go, since you don't remember your name, do you wish to have one before I go?" Celestia asked looking back at the patient.

"No...I might forget about that to." He answered.

"Alright, now lay back down, goodbye." Celestia said walking towards the exit. But before she left the room. She glanced back at the patient who went back to staring at the sun smiling. 'This pony...what is wrong with him?'

As she exited the room and the door was closed. The patient was once again alone. He stared at the sun for a good long twenty minutes before looking at a nearby small mirror on top of a dresser. "Hello...my old friend." He said smiling at his own reflection.

-To Be Continue-

Chapter 3

(My Little Pony is own by Hasbro and Lauren Faust, the OCs are mine)

Chapter 3: The Collector

It was morning time, two earth ponies were waiting by the entrance of the Sundertear's house. One pony had a brown coat and black mane with green eyes. He also had a black goatee and his cutie mark was a telescope. The other pony next to him had a peach coat with a green mane. Her eyes were red and her cutie mark was a notepad. Celestia appeared in front of the house, glancing at the two with a greeting smile. The two both bowed their heads greeting their ruler.

"So, are we all ready?" Celestia asked, walking towards the door.

"Well your highness, we have to wait for Doctor Levamentum, he said that he was coming to assist us." The stallion said.

"Don't worry, we can look around when he gets here." Celestia said entering inside the house after she opened the door.

"Don't worry, Leamas, I'm sure that the doc will soon get here just in time." The mare said smiling at him before she entered into the abandon home. Leamas sighed before following the mare inside. When they were inside the house. They walked down the hall following the princess behind while looking around at all of the broken portraits and torn paint all over the wall. The ceiling was covered in mildow along with the rotting stains of black smudge grimmed onto the wood. The stench in the hall was quite overwhelming. It smelled nausetic; rotten decay with the small lingering scent of burnt wood coursed through their nostrils.

"It stinks, what crawled up in a hole and die?" The mare asked growing sick of the smell.

"I don't know, Peach Glow. How could any pony live in a place like this or even...well...stay here." Celestia complained looking around. "It's sad you know, this place used to be amazing."

"Yeah, I remember the family taking me in this place. All that they did was treat me special and gave a tour around the house when I was just a filly. They may have been mysterious and creepy, but they were quite nice if you got on their good side of course." Peach said, calmly.

"Yeah, they gave me a tour around their house to. It wasn't that bad really. I do feel bad that they are gone though. After the incident, I didn't want to even leave my room." Leamas said.

As they continue down the hall, they couldn't help but notice the scratches all over the walls. A lot of circles were carved onto the torn paint and the wood behind its coating sheet. They thought that it was the patient who harmed the walls but then again, maybe it was not him. Maybe it was some other pony. They could not be sure who it was, but they did not want to worry about it at the current moment. They were too focus on obtaining any source of information that could help them learn about the strange pony they founded two days ago.

They noticed two doors and one stairway leading up to the second floor. The stairs looked like they were in terrible shape that even a single step of from a grown pony could cause it to collapse. As the stairs were out of the option due to safety reasons. Celestia sent Peach and Leamas to inspect the room ahead of them while she proceed into the other room on her left.

When she opens the door, she gasps at the sight before her. It was a bedroom with a torn up burnt bed. The dresser was covered in scratches as the ceiling's chandleir was pulled down, dangling in the air. The door leading into the bathroom was broken down with splinters pointing high. The room was hazardous and yet again the question still continue to ponder around in her head. "How can a pony like him live in a place like this?" She walked into the room, carefully taking her steps cautiously. This place was still unstable.

"Hmm?" Celestia stopped after she spotted a large portrait hanging on the wall that was next to the closet door. The portrait had a painting of a pegasus with a gray coat and gray moan being cast down from the heavens while being stared at deeply from a large eye of all sorts of colors. There were no signatures to whom the artist was or name to what the painting was call. But it was quite beautiful with its red cloudy gradient gloomy background colors. The clouds were dark, the sky was red, the ground below was completely smoggy red.

"This portrait...what is it suppose to mean?" She asked herself in a soft curious tone.

Opening the closet door carefully with her magic, she took a quick glance inside the closet and saw only hanging coat hangers and a small wooden box on the ground. The box was unscathe and clean. "Optima-terra, that is one of the rarest kinds of wood in all of the world. Ancient. And these ponies had it. Why am I not surpise?" Celestia asked herself, chuckling softly. They were a rich family after all and this kind of rare wood cost way more than her kingdom, it was actually part of her kingdom's origins in being made from. Not by the wood, but instead, from the bits that she was able to get out of it. Levitating the chest up in front of her. She noticed how it was lock. "Hmm? I need a key to unlock this chest." The way the slot of the lock was made was slitted that no normal key could possibly open it.

Suddenly, a loud sound behind her caused her to drop the chest lossing her focus with her magic. She turned around quickly and spotted the fallen chandlier on the ground broken into small pieces. She sighs in relief and turns back to the small box. "I think this was their chest." She said before levitating it again.

"Princess Celestia, we found nothing in the kitchen, dining room, and living room!" Peach called.

Celestia glances back and looks at the bathroom entrance. She slowly walked towards the bathroom, setting the box on top of the dresser. As she entered into the bathroom, she avoided stepping on top of the splinter pointed-high door. She looked around the bathroom seeing onlt the moldy walls and destroyed mirror. The bath tub was destroyed also which made the alicorn princess began wondering how it was destroyed. As she looked back at the walls covered in mold, she could see some scorch marks.

"Princess Celestia?!" Leamas called.

"I heard you! Keep looking around!" She shouted before she walked towards the bath tub. As she looks inside the tub, she spots a piece of paper stuck under a drainage hole. Using her magic to grab the piece of paper, she managed to get it out. She unfolded it and saw some legible writing on the paper but the rest were illegible. "I wonder if any of the residence here put this in here." She said beginning to read the piece of paper.

"Dear Mister Sundertears,

We apologize for this late notice about your ****. But after performing enough research that we as Ponyville Hospital performed on ***, did what we could actually be able to do. We sadly could not find the cure for your ****. *** continues on telling us about the Mirror World, but we believe that *** is suffering from the side-effects of the drugs we have been giving to ***. *** is telling us that *** wants to see *** *** but we continuesly deny *** request, preventing any chances on seeing *** own ***. After the incident, I believe that *h* will never see **r *o* again. We ask *** so many times if *** felt any remorse, but instead, all that we got in response was a proud smile. *** said that *** was proud that *** was harming *** ***. *** shows no signs of remorse in attempting on killing *** own *****. Of course you are allow to see your **** any time you please, but we strongly advise you to NOT bring your *** if you wish to avoid seeing *** on attempting to kill your *** again.

From, Doctor Levamentum. "

Celestia looked up noticing a rope strapped to a hole in the ceiling. It had burnt markings all over it. "The rope is shaped as a loop." She muttered quietly before pulling the rope down with her magic. It soon came to a stop when something up above the hole was stopping the rope was continuing further down. "Hmm?" She glances up and see two small nubs indented by the side of the hole. Releasing her magical grip on the rope she used it to pull down the sides of the hole. It came off with no force needed. Celestia looked up, deeply in the hole and spotted a dangling light that was still on, but flickering. "There's another floor up there. I think I will be able to teleport up there since I have some visual image of what it looks like from up there."

She sets the piece of paper floating in the air on the side of the tub and starts concentrating her magic, preparing herself for a teleporting spell. When it work, she vanished and appear in a attic. The attic was big and wide, open to be capable of being a bedroom. But by the looks of it, the attic was like the rest of the other rooms she had been into previously. It to was in a terrible condition. The ceiling, the walls, and the ground beneath her was littered with graffti. Black large balls were circle all around the room each embedded with numbers such as zeroes and ones. "What are these signs even suppose to mean?"

As she look around the room, she spotted an office desk made of oak wood. There was paper all scatter on top of the desk, indicating that somepony was here before. As she walked towards the desk and stopped in front of it. She saw a strange looking small knife with strange designs all over the plating. "Amazing, the knife of Zion." She said amazed. "Starswirl the Bearded always talked about this blade, but he was never able to obtain it. But what is it doing here and how did the Sundertears obtain this. Why would they have a divine blade like this or that's what the books from First ones said it was?" She wondered levitating the blade beginning to anaylze its ancient features.

"What's this?" She wondered after she spotted a piece of paper pinned down by a paperweight next to a flickering lamp. Moving the lamp to the side and started reading the written piece of paper. But as she started reading, the letter made her feel disturbed.

"The Knife of Zion,

So many travellers seach for this knife, so many never came back. Except one. His name was Frantic Heart, a young stallion whose name fit his personality. He came to me first for some reason, frighten and scare as if he seen a ghost. He told me to keep this knife, I did of course asked him why? But the only answer I got back from him was not as I pictured it to be. He spoke of a "creature" of some sort giving him the knife and telling him to give it to me. Said it would protect me. I thought he was foolish, but something deep down in my--nevermind.

I kept the knife as a study material device since this blade was like a Rossetta Stone. It helped me learn about the strange history behind it. How the "Creature" they called their god shrouded them in a glow of peace and prosperity. But something happened to the First Ones. They disappear with no explaination to how and no evidence to prove where they possibly went. But all that was left was their ruin city and their only known artifact. The knife of Zion. How did he obtain the knife's location is quite unknown and preferred to be left unscathed just for safety reasons. I am a Collector after all.

Could Frantic possibly be telling the truth? Did this "Creature" really stoll away the knife and gave it to him just so he could give it to me? Something isn't right. What makes me so special to this perhaps mythological being. I am just somepony who is trying to raise his own family. Or what's left of it."

"I think I am done for the day." She said looking at the knife with a suspicious look. As she teleported back into the bathroom, she had the piece of paper and the Knife of Zion by her side floating in the air. She levitated the other piece of paper from Doctor Levamentum and carefully trotted outside of the room. She levitated the chest that was left on top of the dresser by her side and took a quick glance at the mirror. For five whole minutes she noticed that the mirror had small cracks forming on it. "The glass...it's forming cracks." Celestia muttered slowly walking towards it cautiously.

"If I were you, I would chose to leave this place..." Celestia turned around startled when she saw a stallion with a white coat and black mane standing at the doorway. He was an earth pony who had yellow eyes and his cutie mark was a black feather touching a piece of paper. "Princess." He said in a stern tone.

"Doctor Levamentum, you finally made it." Celestia said surprised.

"Yes, I was...late due to the fact that I was treating a patient." He said walking inside. "That chest you have floating by your side...where did you get it?"

"This chest, from the closet, why?" Celestia asked watching the doctor examining the portrait.

"Nothing to special about it, just curious. I've never seen you take a liking towards a chest and knife." He said.

"Well, I am bringing this with me for any source of evidence that could help me figure out what, "Makes the patient him. I know why you are here, Princess, but I do suggest you leave this place. There is nothing here that would get you what you are seeking for." He interrupted her. Celestia looked at him sternly before nodding her head.

"How can you be so sure, Doctor Levamentum?" Celestia asked.

"Do you really want to know? I'm sure my letter to Mister Sundertears explained enough information to how I know." He answered turning towards her. Celestia glanced at his letter and back at him.

"Doctor, what was that letter about?" She asked.

Levamentum turns back to the potrait and sighs. "I am not authorize to tell you, Princess. Mister Sundertears made sure of that. I apologize." He said before getting up and started walking towards he exit. But when he made it to the exit, he stopped and looked back at her. "Again, I prefer you to leave those items behind. They won't give you any needed information that you are seeking for." He then left with nothing else to say. Celestia glanced at the portrait still trying to figure out what the meaning of the painting was representing and why Levamentum was becoming defensive for.

As she walked out of the room with her items still by her side, she did not know that the mirror that had forming cracks spreading through its glass frame, had one small dark hole in the center. Yellow liquid started flowing down the sides of the hole. But as the liquid went down, an eye shot open in the hole. The pupil was a mere dot looking left and right frantically before it closed and reopened. This time, the pencil dot pupil was replaced with a six pointed star with a swirl serpent in the center of the pentagon.

-To Be Continue-

(Thank you for reading.)

Chapter 4

(My Little Pony is own by Hasbro and Lauren Faust, OCs are mine)

Chapter 4: Sunspots

The Patient looked at the items dropped on top of his bed with Celestia facing him. "Have you ever seen these items before?" She asked calmly sitting down.

The Patient looked at the two letters, chest, and the knife and back at her shaking her head no. "I never seen these things before." Celestia looked at him shocked. He had to know some source of information about these items. "I am sorry."

"No, you have to somehow remember seeing these things before. How long were you even in that house?" Celestia asked leaning towards him desperate for answers.

"I don't know what you are talking about, Celestia. I never seen these things before." The Patient said becoming frighten.

Celestia backs away and begins trotting in a circle becoming irritated. "You must know something, you lived in that terrible place for how long?" She asked, before trotting back to him.

"I don't know...I'm sorry." He said in a sadden tone looking down.

"Look up and let me see your eyes." Celestia said causing him to look up at her confused.

Celestia leaned towards him, staring closely at the faded blue eyes. "Your eyes, what happened to them. Have you been staring at the sun for a long time again?" She asked. He shook his head no. "I see...then how are they faded, it's like something ripped away their perfect sea blue and turned it into...this...something depressing." She said backing away. "Patient, do you have a family?"

He stood silent, his confused expression turned into a sorrow one as he looked back out of the window staring at the sun again. Celestia managed to activate a switch in his head. Hopefully to her, she would obtain the information she surely desires or some information that could help her get closer into cracking down this pony's background. But for some reason, she started wondering to herself. What made this pony so special to her? She guessed that it was that he was the first pony she had ever seen to be this strange.

"My father..." When he spoke, his voice caused her to snap back to reality. She decided to question and answer this later to some other pony. After all, she could not allow herself to be to distracted from figuring anything about this pony. "My mother...they...they are both gone." He said looking at her.

"What do you mean "They are both gone", Patient?" Celestia asked.

"They are gone as in...they are not in this world anymore...well mom isn't... but dad...he's not here anymore. He said was going to visit mommy. He gave me a genetically birthed black rose and told me to hide it somewhere that nopony could find it. So I hid it, but as I hid it, he was gone." He said clutching the sheets tightly with his hooves."I am all alone. They left me with my "Old" friend."

"Old friend?" Celestia looked at him confused.

"My "Old" friend..." He pointed at his own reflection not letting his stare at the sun faulter. Celestia was completely confused. He used to be friends with his own reflection. She soon noticed that where ever his parents went, they left him all alone to himself. He was interacting with himself which was not healthy whatsoever if you were completely all alone. This pony already lost his mind. She could tell, but maybe there was something that emotional case that embedded itself inside the pony's mind. "We talk, we argue, we do so many things together. But the only thing we can't do together is actually feel one another. He is trap in there and I am trap out here. We are seperated for a reason you know...if he is out here, he could hurt somepony." He said looking at her with a smile on his face.

Again, when he said "Hurt", Celestia could sense him enjoying the taste, meaning, and context of the word. He gave her a sadistic smile that made her feel uncomfortable. Looking at the items sprouted out on top of the bed. She looked for something else to get off the Mirror subject. She spots Doctor Levamentum's letter and a question formed in her head. "Have you ever met a doctor by any chance, named Doctor Levamentum?"

He nodded his head looking back out of the window, his expression stood the same. "Yes, he came in just yesterday. He talked to me about well...what you usually talked about to me. Nothing bad happen if you are probably wondering about that." He answered.

"I wouldn't think that Doctor Levamentum would bring any kind of harm upon his own patients, so the worry about him and you is nothing to talk or even think about. I just want to know, did he ever ask you any questions that you were propertly able to answer? Like, about this Black Sun you were shouting at me before." She said walking to the right side of his bed where she was not blocking his view from the sun.

"The Black Sun...can't you see it to?" He asked looking at her shocked.

"No, but what does that mean?" She asked.

"How is this possible, how can you not see he Black Sun?" The Patient started muttering to himself beginning to panic. Celestia was becoming aggrivated that her question was being ignored.

"Answer me, Patient! What is this Black Sun?!" She demanded him an answer causing him to be silent and look at her frighten. She calmed down and started to speak in a peaceful motherly tone, hoping that would ease down the fear in The Patient. "Please tell me, what is this Black Sun?"

"The Black Sun...is what watches over me, it shadows me, it tries to hurt me, and it tries to save me. It wants what I have and takes away the things that I manage to obtain. The Black Sun...is what I can't escape from when I close my eyes and keep them open. The Black Sun controls the voices in my head and makes them talk over me so that I could hurt myself and so many other things that would harm me both mentally and physically." He said beginning to shake again.

"So this Black Sun, is it some creature that nopony but you could see?" She asked.

"No, it is some creature that we cannot stop being." He said looking at her with a serious expression.

"A creature that we can't stop being? That doesn't make sense, so you are telling me we are some creature that we cannot stop being? How?" She asked.

"Because it keeps us alive and makes us btoo blind to even see it, feel it, and sense it. But if you do figure out its presence then...you can guess the reest since you already questioned me abot it. But that is not the true answer that you are seeking for Celestia that describes me, no, that is just a visual image of something that is frightening me. I think it is also the reason why I can't even remember a lot about myself." He said looking down frowning.

"I see..." Celestia looked at him with empathy. "It is one of the reasons why you are suffering this. Maybe a lead up to help me get closer in figuring a lot about you. Patient, do ever sleep if it is alright for me to ask you that?" She asked.

"Yes, only for five seconds. I can't sleep well because of the Black Sun." He said.

"I see...well, I could get my sister here to study you in your sleep. Maybe she could help you out." Celestia said giving a pleasant smile. He glances up at her and smiles back.

"That would be amazing for me, Celestia." He said before looking back at the sun.

"You know, I could tell you something nice about me if you don't mind?" She offered.

"Sure, what is it, Celestia?" He asked still looking at the sun with an amazed expression.

Giving him a pleasant smile, she says, "I control the sun you know. I can make it shine bright and I can make go down so the moon can take its place in the sky." The Patient looked at her shocked. The way he looked at her was quite, adorable in matter of such. He seemed like a colt going to an amusement park.

"Y-you can, y-you can raise and lower the sun?" He asked almost stuttering on his entire question.

"That's right, I could. Someponies call me a goddess for that, but I tell them that I am no goddess but a normal pony like them everyday. I only raise and lower it because it is my job as a mother of this country and allied of this world to protect it and keep it rotating. The same thing goes for my sister. She controls the moon." She answered kindly.

The Patient looked at the moon and pointed straight towards it. "Could you make the sun glow even brighter?" He asked.

Celestia looked at him shocked for a second. If she did, any pony could go blind for an hour if they take one quick glance at the sun. Deciding to take the chance, she walked towards the window. Her horn started glowing bright as the sun started shining brighter. The Patient smiled from ear to ear staring at the giant bright star. After ten whole minutes she dimmed down the glow back to its original state and looked back at The Patient who was still smiling. He looked at her unfazed by the blinding light which still again shocked her. It seemed like no bright light could blind this pony. Not that she wanted to do this on purpose, but she wanted to see if he was actually blind or immune to any bright source of light.

"Thank you, Celestia!" He said happily.

"Your welcome, Patient." She said nodding her head in appreciation.

"Celestia?" The Patient called in a calm tone.

"Yes?" She responded.

"That knife...where did you get it?" He asked starting to look at the knife.

"The house that I believe that you used to live in. Why, do you know it from somewhere?" She asked.

"No...just curious." He answered staring at the blade in a emotionless expression. "It feels weird looking at it, like I seen it from somewhere."

"Really? This blade is ancient. Have you ever heard of a civilization called Zion?" She asked sitting down looking at him with an worry expression.

"Zion?" He looked at her confused.

Celestia levitated the knife in the air admiring the designs. "You see, long, long ago, there was a ancient civilization that had been fill with happiness and prosperity. Zion, that was what the city was called, Zionist were the inhabitants that lived in the city. Zion was made of pure gold and diamond. There instruments of architecture were quite amazing to say the least for they help us build objects that we still use today. Objects that we got from them. You see, the reason why we call them the First Ones is because they are the first ones to have everything that other ancient temples, cities, and long lasting countries that are still alive and running today. For example, Stalliongrad was once an kingdom that was wealthy in iron, but they obtain them from sources that the First Ones had already obtained."

"So, are they an everlasting country?" He asked, looking at her curiously.

"No...they are gone." Celestia said, setting the knife down looking at him sadly. "They all...mysteriously dissappeared." She looked back at the knife that was laid out on the bed.

"All...gone...mysteriously?" He asked tilting his head in confustion.

"What are you so confuse on? I told you that they myteriously dissappeared." She said looking at him.

"Mysteriously? Did anypony try searching for them?" He asked.

"You see...a lot of ponies tried to, none so far suceed. Then when it came to this..." She pointed her horn at the knife. "So many ponies never came back from their travels when they were trying to obtain this artifact. It is called the Blade Of Zion or the Knife Of Zion. This blade was the alphabetical dictionary in understanding the language that they spoke in and the history that was behind them. Along with the explaination to how they dissappeared. We found other items that gave us a brief history in how they live and what they had but again, not a lot of information to how they dissappear and what acts of ceremonies were done." Celestia said looking out of the window.

"Interesting as it may sound, how long have you been studying this knife?" The Patient asked.

"Not for a long time, honestly. I found it yesterday." She said.

"Yesterday? Where?" He asked.

"The house...Mister Sundertears had the knife the entire time." She said calmly. She looked at the chest and sighed. "Have you ever seen a chest like this before?" She asked, levitating the box to The Patient. He looked at with amazement and held it tight with his hooves. Celestia looked at him with curiousity as he held it to his chest. He was an odd patient. "Are you sure you don't want a name?"

"Yeah, I don't want a name that I know I am going to forget." He said looking at the strange slot of the lock. "What's this?"

"That is a lock, but not just some ordinary lock. It is a special lock that can't be pick due to the mechanisms inside of it. You need a special key, but most of the special keys use for these kinds of locks are...hidden very well and sometimes forgotten in the line of time." She said.

The Patien lets go of the chest and chuckles. "Can I keep it?" He asked.

"Sorry, but I need the chest to...well...study about, "Me?" He interrupted her. Celestia took a deep breath in before exhaling. She nodded her head softly.

"Oh...well...okay." He said putting back the box frowning.

"How about this, when I am done with this chest, I will return it to you. Understand?" She asked earning a soft smile from him.

"Yes, Celestia." He answered.

"Good, now I have to go. I will be back with more questions." Celestia said levitating the items on the bed to her side. The Patient nodded his head understanding her. When she Celestia walked to the exit, she stopped and turned around to with a cautious expression amongst her face. "If Doctor Levamentum comes in again and talks to you, I want you to tell me everything that you talk about."

"Yes, Celestia." He said nodding his head.

"Good...goodbye and see you tomorrow...Patient." Celestia said before she left the room.

As she was gone, the Patient frowned. He was all alone again. Alone. That was what had been pondering around in his head before he looked back out of the window. "The sun...is so bright. Don't you think my old friend?" He asked looking at the mirror. He grinned at his own reflection but his reflection though.

Didn't grin back.

Leamas looked around the Sundertear's home's hallways holding a flashlight in his mouth. He made it to the stairway and looked up seeing a small tail pass by the side of the wall with a small coltish giggle at the end of it. "Hey, is somepony up there!" He shouted running up the steps. But as soon as he got to the fifth step, his hooves went through the broken wood. "AHH!" He yelled when he went through the stairway. He fell fourteen feet deep into the hole crashing into a pile of breakable objects. He coughed a little trying to regain his breath. Turning his body to the side, he struggle getting up feeling the pain course through his body. It was a long fall and there was no possible way he was getting back up. "What did I even landed..." He paused after spotted a pony skull shatter in pieces beneath his hooves. Looking up slowly, his eyes widens in fear. "On." He finished his sentence when he saw a dozen of pony skeletons scattered all out across the dark room he was in that had only the light from the surface up above was applying for him.

"I have to tell, Celestia about this?" He muttered walking back, until he bumped into something. Turning around, he was facing a large clothe covered object. Taking the covers off, it was a mirror behind the sheet. He gasped at the sight of his reflection, but it wasn't his own reflection, instead it was the background of it. The ponies' skeletons that were supposed to be in the background were replaced with skinned ponies hanging and dangling from sharp tipped metal hooks. Stab markings were all cover on the ponies' bodies. This mirror had to be a trick. That was what he was thinking about. He could feel a terrible ominous sound coming from the glass frame as he got closer to it. He placed his hoof on the frame.

"Ahh!" He yelped in pain clutching onto his head. A split painful headache struck him as he collapsed onto the ground. When he got up letting go of his head, he looked back at the mirror and saw the ponies' skeletons in the background. "W-what?" He fell back on his rump looking at it with confusion. But as his rump touched the ground, he felt something warm and hard. Looking back at what he sat on, he got off it yelling in fear. It was a skinned dead pony. "No...no...NO!" He yelled staring at he nightmare in front of him. He was not in his world anymore.

He was now in hell.

-To Be Continue-

Chapter 5

(My Little Pony is own by Hasbro and Lauren Faust, the OCs here are mine)

Chapter 5: The Hand That Feeds

Celestia was in her room sitting on her red carpet facing her desk. She had the chest in front of her and the knife to the side along with each item spreaded out on top of the desk. Her room was dark as the only light she had to provide for herself was a small candle that was set on the side of the table. She was studying very hard on the chest and knife. She levitated a large black book with the signature of Starswirl the Bearded. "I think that if I find any pictures of the hieroglyphics stones tooken from the Zion excavation, I might be able to use the patterns on this knife to figure out what happened to the Zionist." She said flipping through pages. She soon stopped on one page and spotted a picture of a sun that had Zionist hieroglyphics drawn on the sides of its pointed rays.

"What's this?" She asked herself in a muttering tone. She glanced at the patterns on the knife and back at the picture beginning to decipher it. "Made the Great One provide us safety and promises. May the Great One grant us passage to the Promise Land. May the Great One open up a new door for all of us. May the Great One lead us through this Exodus. Farewell Zion, may the last ones who find you, old and wise, keep your legacy alive. For the city that falls will be eternal in history. For the city you are Zion, you will be remember in stone." She started flipping more pages spotting more hieroglyphics. She started to decipher them again hoping to get more answers out of the book.

"Some of this these carvings are illigble. I can read some of it though." Celestia said. "The Great One is going to open up the gates to The Promised Land. Finally, we will all bask around in the Great One's paradise. Soon, we will be away from the ****. The **** will never achieve the great fortunes that we are going to be granted. (The rest is illigble)" Celestia sighed looking at the other picture. "Hmm, this must have been written from another pony." She said looking at the picture closely before she looked at the knife to help her decipher it.

"The Great One is coming, I am so happy, but why? Mommy and daddy said that I have to give away something that I cherish the most. I cherish my coin a lot but I can't just simply let it go. I wonder what cherishable item they are going to give away to The Great One. Everytime I ask them what they were going to give away? They always tell to go to my room. I wonder why, what are they hiding from me? Maybe it isn't a big deal. Maybe I am just to young to understand what rightfully belongs in this world. I guess I am also to young to understand why the Great One requires items that we all cherish the most. It doesn't matter anymore. Mommy said she is going to take me off to see the Sunset Celebration. Queen Sunni is going to make a presence along with her sister, Queen Mani.

I can't wait to see them. Their presence in the center of the city is going to be fantastic. Not only will they say their speech, they are goign to host a feast for all of Zion. I think I should bring my best friend White Cheza to the celebration. I bet she would be very happy. She always told me that she wanted to try and talk to the queens on how happy she was to have them as her rulers of wonderful city."

Celestia sighed closing the book. She glanced at the knife and back at the book. "All I am getting is blanks. No direct explainations to how they dissappeared." She said wiping sweat off of her brow. A knock was heard from the door behind her. "Who is it?" She asked.

"It is us, Tia." Celestia heard a grown mare's voice on the other side of her door.

"Come in, Luna." Celestia said getting up and stretching down, bending her back forward. Her wings stretched out releasing some tight knots. When her door opened, she turned around looking at a night blue mare who was three feet smaller than her. The mare had blue eyes and a blue astral like mane and tail similar to her mane and tail that flow around with no laws to gravity. Her cutie mark was a full moon with black clouds surrounding it. "Do you need something, Luna?"

"Yes, Tia, we were informed that you founded a pony with the strange case of amnesia." She said.

"No, he isn't suffering from amnesia, that's impossible. He knows what I am asking and he knows the answers that I want from him, he just chooses not to answer them." She said looking out the window, staring at the full moon outside surrounded by the bright stars in the knight.

"So, do you think he is jerstering with you?" Luna asked, walking by her sister side, staring at her with concern.

"No, I think he is trying to tell me something. He's making a puzzle for me, he wants me to put each piece together so it could form up the right picture. This pony, says that he has no name, but I believe that he does have a name. He knows it, I can tell, but he won't tell me." She said looking at Luna with an irritated face. "I am becoming frustrated with him, Luna."

"We could tell by the look you are giving us. Maybe we could be of assistance to you, sister?" Luna asked earning a sigh of relief from her sister.

"Yes, you may, that would be very much appreciated. The Patient told me that he couldn't sleep for more then five seconds. I want you to put him into a deep sleep so you could investigate his dreams. They might be helpful in assisting me on obtaining the answers that I am searching for." Celestia said.

"We understand, Tia. So, besides this Patient's puzzles...what are you doing now?" Luna asked, glancing at the chest and ancient knife on top of the desk.

Celestia sat back down and looked at the items she had scatter on the wooden surface. "These are the items I founded in the abandon home that was once owned by the Sundertear family. I am trying to decipher these Zionist hieroglyphics. So far, the information that I am getting from the book is coming out on my end either. It is like the world is trying to form up a puzzle for me and what it gives me is...this Patient." She said.

"Don't worry, Tia, we am sure the answers that you are seeking will rightfully be where it belongs." Luna said.

"Rightfully?" Celestia repeated looking at her confused.

"Yes sister." Luna answered.

"Rightfully where it belongs...rightfully where it belongs!" Celestia shouted scaring her sister as she quickly trotted towards her window. She opens it and looks out, glancing left and right. "Luna, I think I figure it...you, sorry, you help me figure it out!" She said excitingly as she quickly levitated the Knife of Zion to her side. She held it high up to the glinting moonlight and levitated the book to the side so she could read the page she flipped on. She spotted a picture of the moon and sun that had hieroglyphics drawn on the sides of its rounded drawn line. "Luna, listen closely."

"Yes, Tia." Luna said nodding her head.

"A little girl wrote on a wall, I guess that it was her diary, about this almighty being called The Great One. You see, the girl said that she had to give away something valuable to this great one in order for to get into the Promised Land. She mentioned how she believed that she was just to young to understand that everything that happens a lot around her that she doesn't understand at all is right where it belongs. Now, you see Luna, the blade was made to not only be a alphabetical dictionary, but also an compass that would lead me to the answers that I am looking for. The answers in which they are where they belong, for me and perhaps somepony else!" Celestia said spinning the blade around. The moon's rays of light made the blade glowed causing the two alicorn princesses to gasp in amazement. "See!" She yelled as a string length of light pointed straight towards the direction the Sundertear's home was located at.

"Strange, it is pointing straight at the...wait." Luna stopped talking when she saw the house glowed green. Through the bedroom window where the ray of light was pointing straight through, another small ray of light pointed out of the window, pointing straight towards the Everfree forest.

"There, Luna!" Celestia said pointing her hoof at the Everfree. She looked at Luna and hugged her. "Thank you so much, sister."

"You are welcome, Tia. Sister, you are acting like a filly in her sweet sixteen." Luna said with a small giggle at the end of her sentence.

Celestia giggled back before breaking the hug. "I know, it's just that I've been trying to solve this mystery for quite a while and it was quite aggrivating to very least." She said.

"Well, we are glad that managed to break it." Luna said proudly.

"I am sure you are, now, there is no time to waste. Luna, be ready for tomorrow, tell The Patient that I will reschedule our meeting on the day after tomorrow." Celestia said setting the stuff on top of the table.

"We understand, sister!" Luna said happily.

"Good, now, if you excuse me, I have a forest to visit!" Celestia said running out of the room with a saddle bag around her back. Celestia soon stopped and turned back heading back to her room. "Luna, you could handle lifting up the sun while I am gone for the day?"

"Of course, sister." Luna said nodding her head.

"Good, alright, I am going now, take care sister!" Celestia shouted before she went down her path. Luna sighed and looked back out of the mirror. The knife and chest were both gone except the letters. She trotted over to the desk and looked at the letters. As she was about to read the first one she heard her name called behind her. She quickly turned around spotting Doctor Levamentum. He had a grim look abroad his muzzle. It sent shivers through her spine.

"I wouldn't touch that if I were you, Luna." He said walking inside the room, closing the door behind him. The light from the moon cast its glow upon the doctor allowing him to be somewhat visible in the darkness. Luna stood firm staring at the doctor cautiously.

"What are you doing here, Levamentum, and that is Princess Luna?" She said.

"I will state your name anyway that I want, Luna. What I am here for is to collect what is rightfully not yours or your sister's." He said.

"There is nothing here for you, Levamentum." She said.

"There is, those letters. I want those letters, Luna. Give them to me." He said in a demanding tone.

"You dare order, your own princess?!" She shouted.

"You listen up!" He yelled causing her to become silent. "Do you even have any clue who you are talking to? Do you? No, because it doesn't matter. All you need to do in order to avoid any more trouble that your sister is in...is to...hand...over those...letters." He said digging his right foreleg hoof into the ground.

"Why?" She asked in a frightened tone.

"Why, trust me, I wish I could tell you, but you won't understand. What your sister is getting into is going to risk everything that I was risking my life on. Tomorrow, when you go to my patient, I want you to instead of putting him to sleep. I want you to kill him in his sleep and make it look like an accident. If you try avoiding this and attempt to get me caught on my activities, I will personally make you regret it. I will not kill you, I will not kill your sister, no...I will make suffer more than Nightmare Moon did when she was inside of you." He said. Luna could feel a surge of fear taking over her body.

"W-what are you?" She asked.

He walked forward until the light touched his entire body. His eyes were glowing bright. "I am somepony you should listen to...Luna." He said before walking next to her staring at the letters. He picked up the letters and held them above the lighted candle. Luna watched in fear as the doctor burned the letters ignoring the fire that was touching his hoof. He was showing no signs of pain as the flame purged the letters into nothing more than burnt folds of paper that was completely impossible to read off. When they were now turned to glinting dust he glanced at the alicorn and then looked back at the exit. "I expect you obey words if it I were you, Luna." He said before walking towards the exit. When he was gone, Luna sat down breathing heavily with sweat rolling down her cheeks.

"His eyes...they were...dear the heavens, he is no normal pony." She said.

In Peach Glow's home, she was heard a loud knocking coming from her bathroom. She awoke from her sleep and hopped off her bed, heading towards the bathroom. "Who is in there?!" She shouted opening the door. Her anger that was flaring off of her faded off when Leamas was in front of her. He was covered in blood stains. His pupils shrunken to tiny dots. "Leamas, how did you even get in here?!"

"Help...me." He muttered in raspy tone before falling forward into her forelegs.

"Leamas, Leamas!" She yelled his name while shaking him, but he didn't respond. Looking in the bathroom she froze in shock when she saw the mirror was covered in blood. A blood trail from the sink and ground ended at the end of her door. "I have to tell the princess." She muttered setting Leamas down. She checked his pulse and sighed in relief. He was still alive.

"And who is going to allow you to do that, Peach Glow?" A familiar voice asked causing the mare to turn around. It was The Patient standing at entrance of her bathroom. "I am afraid you are going to stay here for a very long time." He said walking towards her. Peach backed away trembling.

"How did you get in here, shouldn't you be in the hospital?" She asked bumping into the end of her bed.

"Ask yourself, was it a good idea to go into the Sundertear's house again even after you committed sin in their halls. Hmm? Stealing is a terrible sin. But even Leamas sin is horrible. He slept with the father...a lot. Crazy right, but that was because he wasn't his sin, it was the father's. Leamas sin was lust and greed. Just like you, except you were filled with envy. Joyful, right? Such sick secrets you ponies try to keep away from me is so not nice especially from your own ruler. Sad." He said chuckling softly.

"What are you even talking about?!" She yelled.

"You know what I am talking about, Peach. You can't hide your sins from me, because I am something nopony can save you from. I am you in the mirror." He said pinning her to the wall.

"W-what?" She asked.

"PEACH!" Leamas yelled shaking her awake. Peach woke up yelling in terror, swinging her hooves left and right. "CALM DOWN!" Leamas yelled holding her down.

"LET ME GO!" She cried out.

"It was just a bad dream, calm down!" He yelled causing her to stop her panic attack and look at him with tear stains across her eyes and cheeks.

"H-he was there! He cutting me, yelling at me that he was in the mirrors. He kept telling me that he was always there! He made up lies to mess with my mind, and it work, it work! He is a demon, a demon from hell. HE IS THE DEVIL!" She yelled.

"Who?" Leamas asked containing her.

"That damn Patient!" She snapped.

"Peach, it was just a bad dream, you are going to be okay!" He said brushing her messy sweaty mane back and wiping some tears away from her eyes.

"A dream...it felt so real?" She whimpered.

"Dreams always feels real, but they aren't. Look, I am about to go now. I am going to the Sundertear's place so I could investigate a little bit more of the place. Maybe find something that could help the princess out." He said.

"O-okay..." Peach frowned. "Be careful." She said.

"I will, now go to sleep, sis." He said hugging her tight. Peach nodded her head before breaking the hug and laying back down on her bed. Leamas sighed and quickly trotted out of the room. He knew his sister had bad sleeping problems, but he would of never expected them to be this crazy. "I wonder what scared her that much in her sleep?" As he walked outside his house, he glanced at a fading glow of light from the forest. He rubbed his head, curious to what it was, but he decided to let it slide and headed off to the Sundertear's house. Little did he know...that he wouldn't be the only one in the house.

-To Be Continue-

Chapter 6

Chapter 6: With Teeth

"So...tell me, is everything going perfectly well?" Doctor Levamentum asked sitting in front of The Patient's bed. The Patient was glaring angrily at him, causing the doctor to only look at him with a grin on his face. The doctor had a notepad in his hooves with a pencil in his mouth. He looked at his notepad and back at the Patient before setting it down to the ground. "Do you have something to say?" The Patient stood silent, not breaking his angry glare. Levamentum sighed rubbing his forehead in frustration. "Patient #567, you know that I am only doing this to see if the other doctors and nurses are treating you well. I can't help you if you are going to remain quiet."

"Does it really matter, doctor?" The Patient asked.

"..." Levamentum looked at him calmly before grinning again. "It sure does." He said.

"Well they have." He amswered.

"Have? Have been doing what?" He asked.

"They have been treating me well!" He said raising his tone.

Levamentum looked at The Patient with an amused expression before getting up from the ground. He picked up the clipboard and toss it on top of the dresser not breaking his glare with The Patient. "You know...I am having a hard time in believing you, Patient #567."

"What is there to believe when you know everything that you are seeking for is not going to allow you to recieve." The Patient said squeezing his hooves on the sheets.

"Do I look like the pony who is trying to recieve something? You know why I am here, so tell me. What did Celestia tell you?" He asked.

"She told me not to talk to you, so if you kindly mind. Leave the room or I will call the other doctors and nurses to remove you from this room." He said only earning a hoof stomp to the ground causing him to jump in fright.

"Do you think I am going to fall for that kind of horse shit. I know what you two were talking about, so you better tell me, or else." Levamentum demanded. The Patient looked at him frightfully before his frighten expression turned into a grinning one. "Why are you grinning?"

"I am sure you can easily guess why I am grinning, doctor. Just like the time you saw Mr. Sundertear grin when you were asking him questions that weren't similiar to the ones you are asking me, but they do correlate with one another quite well." He said calmly.

"How do you know that?" Doctor Levamentum asked looking at The Patient surprised.

"You spoke to him in this very room, this very room that you hate being in because he was in here. You did the same with his wife, before the incident." He said softly chuckling. The doctor looked at him still with a surprised expression. He watched him grit his teeth before looking out of the window, staring at the moon in the night sky. But that was soon interrupted when the doctor closed the curtains on him. "Doctor?" He muttered, looking down at him with dissappointed expression.

"You listen here, whoever you are, you are going to tell me someway or the other on what you and Celestia were talking about." He demanded becoming even more angry. The Patient only chuckles as he stares into the doctor's eyes with no signs of fear being expressed. This Patient simply was just taunting the doctor with his grin. He was looking deep into his eyes with his faded blue.

"Doctor, leave...I won't be asking you to do this again any time soon. I promise you, I will not hold myself responsible if you continue to stay here and make me feel..." He brushed his mane back before chuckling. "Uncomfortable than I already am."

"I'll leave..." Levamentum groaned looking down defeated. But he soon looked up and glared hatefully at the Patient's faded blue eyes. "But I want you to tell me how you do you even know my previous patients?"

"I will be kind to answer that for you, doctor. You think that what you say in this room stays in this room? It does. Everything happens for a reason, Levamentum. You can say whatever you want, influence, manipulate, kill, and reborn anything in this room. However, what's heard in this room, stays in the room, what goes on in this room, stays in this room, whatever you do or anypony else does in this room, stays..." He motioned the doctor to finish his sentence.

"Stays in this room." Doctor Levamentum said playing along with the Patient's explaination.

"Exactly. But haven't you ever wonder that...the two patients that you worked on for so many years before they took a leap of faith off of their chairs and into heaven's cold hollow air. They were not normal. They were like me, except they were trying to do one thing that never suceeded." He said in a venomous tone.

"What are you getting at?" Doctor Levamentum asked.

"Kill the voices. They failed and now I am the only one left. I cannot go through this again, I cannot go through this again, I cannot go through this again, I cannot go through this again." He said holding onto his head trembling. "I cannot go through this again, Doctor Levamentum. Nopony can when it involves them being in the same situation that I am in. Do you understand?" He asked.

"No." He shook his head confused.

"The Black Sun...the very thing we cannot run away from." He said glaring angrily at him.

"That's what, "Mr. Sundertear told you. I know." He interrupted him.

"Doctor Levamentum, I gave you enough information that you can piece in together like a puzzle, now it is your turn to do me a favor, just as I done yours. I want you to go to Canterlot, enter into Celestia's study room, and destroy the letters that she took from the Sundertear's house. Once that is gone, I want you to head over to Peach Glow's home and take her to the Sundertear's house. After you are both there, I want you to force her through the mirror located in the basement." He said before pausing and glaring at the curtains. "Nevermind about the mirror, it appears somepony was curious and founded out about the mirror in the basement. Fine, change of plans for her, take her up stairs, but be sure you do not, at all, take her to the basement. I will be watching you, trust me, I will. Do that...and I will tell you everything that you are seeking for." The Patient said smiling softly.

"What do you plan on doing to her when I get her up stairs?" He asked suspsiciously.

"Take her to the master bedroom and you shall find out." He said.

"What are you?" He asked backing away to the exit.

"Me? I am like every other pony. A pony who is right where he belongs in this world." He said calmly. Levamentum looked at him for so two whole minutes before he sighed and left the room. The Patient chuckled looking at the mirror. "It appears we are going to see each other very soon...my old friend." He said smiling. But his own reflection did not smile back. "Soon...everything will settle. We will be free, together, if we will be anything of anything at all."

-To Be Continue-