He awoke when his mind was kissed by her magic. · 4:03am Jun 23rd, 2014
He blinked hard, trying to squeeze the dust away from his eyes. The air smelled like brimstone and magic, and the last chunks of shattered concrete were tumbling to a stop on either side of the school gym’s front stairs.
Less than an hour ago, his name had been Blue. Everyone in the school knew him by that name, even though it was short for a longer name that didn’t matter any more. “Blue” had been an ordinary boy who was thin and gawky and somewhere around sixteen years of age, which was just right for a high schooler. Blue had been a quiet boy, friendly enough, but with an odd way of disappearing into the background when asked about his personal life.
In a way, of course, Blue was still his name. And, in a way, he was still that thin and gawky human boy.
He opened his eyes.
The destruction of the gym had been a dramatic event, to be sure, but not a particularly traumatizing or frightening one. In fact, it hadn't even been all that surprising, at least not to Blue.
No, the day's most traumatic event had taken place long before the beginning of the dance. Far more than being mind-controlled, witnessing a battle between The Catalyst and a power-drunk little one, or seeing a talking dog, forgetting his math homework had been enough to freeze the blood in Blue’s veins.
He headed to his locker with a nervous fidget in his hands and what felt like the beginning of a cold sweat. It was nothing, he told himself, and he was overracting. He would bring his homework in on Monday, and it would be as if nothing happened. No, something else entirely was bothering him, but he couldn’t imagine what it
Something next to him; something in the corner of the eye that tapped him on the shoulder like a tiny whisper in his ear.
He turned his head, and accidentally made eye cont
No, that’s impossible. And the rest of them, too. Why—
cognized her, of course, because everyone in the school recognized her after the events surrounding her eleventh hour bid to ursurp Sunset Shimmer as Princess of the Fall Formal. She was pretty, all told, even though she was far from the kind
—wasn’t supposed to happen. I’m not even near the end of a cycle. Is it because she—
,” she said with a small nod. “See you at the formal!”
More from the cutting room floor. I will also release the bit that this comes from, but not as part of the main story.
oh and SKYBORNE DANCE IS NOT DEAD.
Looking forwards to when the fic gets flagged Complete.
So thanks for that.
Nooo you cut part of the part I liked
2228819 I cut the entire amnesia aspect and the entire EQG aspect, and will write an extended version of this stuff as a bonus chapter/prologue.
In fact.
I'll write it in second person so that the retroactively does all five prompts.