The Monster Behind the Mirror

   Twilight trotted through the streets she now knew so well. Taking in a deep breath to calm herself, she stepped into the crowd. Spike was sent back to the library and Sweetie Belle had to go to work. Twilight scanned the faces as she walked, looking for the white and lavender mare. Twilight caught sight of Sweetie Belle walking into a restaurant with live bands that played through-out the week. Twilight yearned to hear her faithful student sing but alas, there was work to be done.

   Twilight caught a glimpse of Sweet Heart's head, but lost her while charging through a large group of ponies.

After an afternoon of searching/pacing, Twilight finally decided to go home.

   Sweet Heart weaved her way through the ponies shopping. Her lavander mane bobbed as she rushed to the edge of town. She walked down a winding dirt road towards Sweet Apple Acres. The path was familair and sent a calming sensation through Sweet Heart's mind. Even with the calm, Sweet Heart felt she was forgetting something. Something important. Sweet Heart shook the feeling away and walked towards the Apple Family farm.

   The barn came into veiw after a couple minutes. Sweet Heart knocked on the door and saw a old, shrivled, green mare open it. The mare let out a gasp and slammed the door.

"It's her! She's come back from the dead! Ah' can't take it no more!" Sweet Heart heard the mare scream.

"Granny! What's wrong!" Sweet Heart heard a stallion shout.

   Sweet Heart stared at the door in confusion. After a while, a small filly with a bow on her head opened the door.

"Ah'm sorry 'bout Granny Smith Miss. What is it ya'll want?" the filly asked.

"I need to speak with some one who knows the area. I heard this family knows all the good places in town." Sweet Heart answered calmly.

"Oh! So your a tourist!" the filly exclaimed.

"Actually, I'm thinking of moving here. Could you tell me where a good, vacant house is? Or do I need to talk with somepony older?" Sweet Heart replied.

"No, Ah can manage! By the way, my name is Applebloom!" the filly said back, "Hold on, Ah'm gon' go tell mah older sister."

Soon Applebloom returned with a map, just in case. The two set off towards Ponyville. Sweet Heart couldn't help but wonder though, what was that old mare talking about when she screamed "...she's come back from the dead..." ?

Sweet heart shook the feeling and followed Applebloom back towards Ponyville. Foreshadowing? Hell yes. :pinkiehappy:

Twilight collapsed onto her bed, drowning in her blue sheets. The smell relaxed her and sent her into a light sleep.

   Unfortunately this is my story and I decide who sleeps and who doesn't. Spike shook her awake. Angry? Too bad.

"Twilight, Sweetie Belle wants you to come see her concert." Spike said as he awakened a very unhappy Twilight.

"Ugh! Come on, I just got into bed!" Twilight mumbled before getting up.

"Twilight, I thought it was a good idea to let you come hear me sing." Sweetie Belle said as she walked into the room.

Twilight sighed, "I guess it couldn't hurt..."

   Soon the two ponies and the dragon were walking down main street. Until they heard the blood curling scream coming  from the Apple Family Farm.

The ponies (and dragon) rushed down the road.

"Where's Applebloom?! Why'd did 'cha let her go with that pony! 'Ah can't believe 'ya just her go!"

"Granny, it's 'gonna be fine.  She's probably coming home right now."

"No, she ain't! Didn't you see that glint in 'er eyes! Applebloom's never comin' home!"

"Applejack? What's going on?" Twilight asked as the door swung open.

"Applebloom went to help a pony find a new house, now Granny Smith is freakin' out." Applejack replied, worry edging in her words.

Meanwhile, with Sweet Heart and Applebloom.

   Sweet Heart remembered how Sweetie Belle was abandoned by this pony. An alter-ego has many abilities connected to the mind. With every memory, a pony's mind connection is attached. Applebloom abandoned Sweetie Belle in her time of need, and that was unforgivable. What was worse, she felt no guilt. Sweet Heart narrowed her eyes. Her time in Sweetie Belle's mind was long and painful. Something inside Sweet Heart shifted and she stopped walking.

What was she feeling? Resentment? Pain? No...anger.

"What's wrong back there?" Applebloom called back as she continued trotting towards town.

"You must pay..." Sweet Heart muttered before slicing through the air and hitting Applebloom on the back of the head.

The young filly fell to the ground in a yellow and red heap. Sweet Heart quickly used her magic to carry the filly to a place only Sweetie Belle had known about, the Secret Station. The old train station had been deserted for who knows how long and no pony ever went there anymore. Except for Sweetie Belle, to cool of some steam after a fight with Rarity.

Rarity. Sweet Heart thought bitterly in her head. But before she could spit out the name, a new pony popped up into her mind. One whom she despised much more than Applebloom and Rarity.

Diamond Tiara. She must pay! Sweet Heart thought as reached the train station.

   Sweet Heart found some old rope and tied Applebloom to a chair. Then grabbed three more chairs. She was certain revenge would be sweet. Sweeter than the sweetest tasting memory to feed on. The hatred inside Sweetie Belle had been formed into one being. That being was Sweet Heart.

The beautiful mare charged up her magic. She was teleported outside of Ponyville. Sweet Heart walked towards one of the larger houses in the center of town. The first filly on her list, Diamond Tiara. The wicked bitch of the west. This revenge would taste so sweet. Maybe even sweeter than Applebloom's would be.