//------------------------------//
// Chapter I 
// Story: Fluttershy's Alter Ego 
// by RoxyMoronNERDy 
//------------------------------//


I


Fluttershy dabbed a little more dark-blue eye shadow over her almond-shaped eyes. She put in her contacts that made her eyes glow a dark violet. She stared at her stunning reflection, showing a mare whose coat was still yellow, but the mane had been transformed into a silver-streaked night sky. She had dyed it temporarily dark blue with some streaks of silver. She knew that her coat threw it off a little, but the audience didn't mind.
No, She thought, chuckling slightly. They wouldn't mind if my mane was neon and my coat was pastel... She heard hoofsteps from down the hall, and her friend Vinyl trotted in, her shades flicked up onto her forehead. Fluttershy looked at her red-eyes from the mirror, Fluttershy's tinted eyes staring back at her.

"Night Rage, it's a full house tonight!" She smiled, her red eyes glowing with excitement. Fluttershy turned away from Vinyl and stared at her reflection, her own self completely transformed into somepony she didn't recognize. She loved it.
"That's bitchin'!" Fluttershy laughed, turning back to high-hoof the white-coated unicorn. 

Vinyl Scratch exited "Night Rage's" dressing room, pulling her shades back over her eyes with her magic. Fluttershy felt her stomach turn with excitement, knowing that tonight she was going to make lots of "new friends". Yet it didn't shame her at all that by night she was the exact opposite of how everypony back home saw her. She even changed her cutie mark when she performed! She then felt a bell go off. Ten minutes to showtime, and her cutie mark still showed frilly pink butterflies! She rummaged through her vanity table's drawers for the concealer and got out the purple and black coat-dye.

After painting the yellow-colored concealer over her frilly butterflies, Fluttershy painted a black rose with purple tint and  a black, thorny stem on her yellow flank. Fluttershy then looked at her new, altered self in the mirror, chanitng her name over and over in her mind as if it were the crowd cheering.
Night Rage. Night Rage. Night Rage. Night Rage.

The more she cheered, the more she heard the audience start to chant along with her. She chanted along.
"Night Rage! Nigh Rage! Night Rage! Night Rage!" The altered mare felt an empowerment strike her heart, and felt excitement and adrenaline rush through her veins. Her heart pounded with excitement to the beat of her cheering fans. Calling her name. Tonight, screw that frilly, stupid, animal-loving pony with the stupid pink mane and tail. Tonight, she was Night Rage; the trash-talking, plot-shakin', yellow coated mare with the long, striaghtened, dark purple-colored mane and tail. She admired her cutie mark and makeup, as well as her awesomely-colores eyes. She found this side of her much more appealing. She then turned around on her back leg and trotted toward the curtain, where Vinyl was about to start the music and announce Night Rage's entrance.