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Crusaders and Crumbs
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The cultist filled facility creaked lightly in the torrent downpour. It was silent.... too silent... A small purple essence made its way around the corridors it took a small turn into a vent and entered a small room. There a small dragon and filly were playing.
The small purple essence attempted to envelop the fi... What the heck! It wasn't a girl... or a boy... so confusing! Its mind held too much happiness at the moment, a distraction would be needed. It was a young foal, distracting it was beyond easy for the essence. It let loose a light chemical compound. Smiling in a metaphorical fashion the essence let the drug enter the foal's bloodstream. Aahhh its defenses held crack in them now.
The purple haze let another compound out. This time the smell of cookies assaulted the foal's nose. Its defenses broke as a wave of greed over took it. Nightmare _____ smiled metaphorically as she slipped into a small crevice of the foal's mind. It was in!
Wait what?? The foal's mind bucked wildly. It was angry scared now. It sensed her??? No! Something of its had been taken. Nightmare recoiled as anger, pure and innocent, washed over her. It was disgusting! The foal was mad, it was... it was... STOLEN FROM! HOW DARE THEY STEAL FROM THE FOAL!.. WAaaiiitt... They stole from the foal! Why was nightmare mad?? Wait when had she let her defenses down!? She.. she ... She was being erased! The dark purple haze barely escaped from the mind of the foal. She reached out to one of the other pieces of her, the one in the lead cultist. He had been incapacitated!? What was going on?? Wait NO! One of the other pieces had lost its hold on one of the cultists! The freed mind had turned in the rest of the cultists! She had to escape now! Nightmare was blasted into the wall as a pulse of power rippled out from the foal. It turned its senses back to the room it was in.
The foal was releasing... power. Not magic, not love, not telepathy. POWER! It was pure... Imagination? .. wait no Inspiration... WAIT NOO NOOOOOOO!!!! The foal slipped on the last piece of the strange blood armor. Nightmare whimpered in submission as......
The essence left itself. Its memory faded away like a bad... nightmare. It could not remember what had happened after that, only that it woke up a hour later in a field halfway across Equestria...
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