The Conjuring of Unicorn Spire

by justarandombrony

Rating: teen
Tags: Twilight Sparkle, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Other, Tragedy, Alternate Universe
Length: 1105

Twilight Sparkle does an incantation from a book and things turn sideways for her.

My name is Twilight Sparkle, and I am on my death-bed; I will tell you my story. It all started with that blasted book!

A Lovecraftian story centered around Twilight and a mysterious book she found.

Published 2013-05-04 06:40:01 UTC
Last updated 2013-05-04 06:40:01 UTC

Prologue

The Conjuring of Unicorn Spire

My name is Twilight Sparkle. I am going to die, so I will tell you my story. It is a chilling tale about suffering and pain and death. I was placed on my death bed, for reasons nopony can comprehend. I have never told anyone about what transpired on those faithful days; you have the curse of being my one and only vent.

A couple months ago, I was invited to Canterlot to celebrate the opening of a new wing in the grand library. During the festivities, I snuck away to read some of the new material. Recently a historical discovery was found near the city: Star Swirl the Bearded's workshop was unearthed. The materials were released to the forbidden magic section to the library. Very few ponies are given permission to enter, let alone read anything, and I have free roam in it.

As I walked in, something caught my eye. A black leather book with strange symbols on the cover. I walked over to it and lifted it up. A small note fell out. It read:

To whomever that is reading this:
Beware the words in this book.
Do not read the incantations held within.
You have been warned.

SS

This must have been a note from Star Swirl the bearded. I opened the book, despite his warnings.As I did, some wind blew open the window; I looked up to discover that a storm was brewing outside. With the wind came some whispers in a language forgotten by time. Trying to understand them would drive a pony to insanity.

"Well, that was strange," I said to myself. I looked back down to the book, and I swear to everything, the words were moving! "What in Celestia's name?" I cursed. As I looked, the words stopped moving and, what scares me the most, I began to understood the strange markings. "Well, this looks promising," I said when my eyes stopped on one of the incantations. It was a simple doorway spell. It allows me to teleport anywhere in the world without needing to be in the nether-realm at all.

I reached into my mana-pool and drew out some magic. I channeled it through my horn and drew a sigil with the magic. I then used my magic to push the sigil to the ground, where it rested. I stood inside to and rose to my hind legs, channeling some magic from my horn to my hooves. I then channeled it all in one central area in the air. When it was all there, I threw it all to power the sigil. It lit up instantaneously. As I continued to pour my energy into it, a surge of power erupted from my mana-pool. As my power continued to erupt form every pore in my body, I felt a power nova coming. I couldn't contain it so I let it happen.

Magic erupted form me. A ball of magic from my horn engulfed me and continued to expand. Suddenly, it contracted and shrunk to the size of a golden bit. I thought the worst was over, when out of thin air the ball exploded in a violent explosion. When the dust cleared, I was back at home. I was exhausted! My mana-pool was gone and I had been standing all day, so I decided to rest a while.

~T~

When I awoke, something felt off. I decided to dismiss it as residual energy from the doorway spell, After all, it was an ancient spell. I did my daily ritual and set off for the day. I had an appointment at the spa with Fluttershy and Rarity. When I got to the spa, I asked Rarity about the feeling. She said:

"Why, yes. Something does feel off. I thought of it as me not getting enough sleep, after all, one can never have enough beauty rest. But now that I know that others feel it, I know something does feel rather strange."

"Hey! What are you doing here?" asked a gruff female voice overhead. I looked up to the origin of the voice, and saw my good friend Rainbow Dash. She was eyeing a very dark cloud about the size of a house. It was easily taken care of.

"Hello, Rainbow Dash." Rarity greeted the newcomer. "How are you doing today?"

"Oh, you know. the usual." the pegasus responded. Rainbow Dash was the weather pony in charge of Ponyville at the time. She never let stray weather ruin the forecast.

Very suddenly, the sky went dark. We all looked up to the sky. The sun was black as night. The entire disk went dark! It was horrible! An unearthly roar ripped the silence of the early morning. It had come from the darkened sun! All eyes were fixed on the sky as the impossible happened: the disk grew blood red eyes.

"What in the name of Celestia is that?" Rainbow Dash cursed at the dark disk. "I have no idea," I responded.

Just then an unearthly laugh ripped across the sky.

HAHAHAHAHA! WHO IS THE FOOL THAT RELEASED ME?

What ever it was, it sounded ancient. "Gah!" Rarity shouted in pain.

WAS IT YOU, PUNY UNICORN? DID YOU DOOM YOUR EARTH TO MY WRATH?

Rarity was engulfed in a blood-red aura. The thing had started to lift her up! "Let her go!" I shouted. "She is not the one, I am!"

SO YOU ARE THE ONE. MY, MY, MY, YOU ARE POWERFUL INDEED. FINE, IF YOU WANT ME TO PUT HER DOWN, I WILL

The thing dropped her twelve feet above the ground. "NO! Wait-" I yelled, a little too late. The white pony hit the ground with a sickening cracking of bones. "Rarity!" I rushed over to her. several bones were sticking out of her skin and fur. Blood spurted out of the wounds, dying the white fur with large splotches of sticky redness. "What did you do that for? She could have died!"

I THOUGHT YOU WANTED ME TO PUT HER DOWN. I DID. AHAHAHAHAHA! DO YOU REALLY THINK I CARE ABOUT THE LIFE OF A MORTAL? YOU WILL A BURN FOR THIS! AHAHAHAHAHA!

A large tentacle erupted from the disk. Fire ignited at the top of it.

BURN, MORTALS! BURN! AHAHAHAHAHA

The tentacle flicked down towards the ground. The fireball followed.

To be continued...

Author's Note

Dun, dun, duuuun! Wow! All of this was written during Social Studies. I should really pay attention in that class. Oh well, time for ponies!

There is more where that came from, so if you want more, just ask.