You attempt to find the source of the voice but the darkness that surrounds you negates your vision.
“I see that you're trying to find me,” the nameless voice said “Don’t try, even with the lights on you will fail you see me,”
“Who are you?” you ask still attempting in vain to find the voice.
“ ‘Who am I?’, ” the voice says with a chuckle “A valid question but nameless I shall remain,” silence crept in filling the empty space.
“I…” you try to say.
“'I...' what?” the voice says mockingly “I will stop you? I'll find a way to stop you? All have been said before, such empty words,” you try to think of a way out of this. The darkness seems to leach on to every good thought corrupting it, making it seem like there’s no hope. When you look up from your thoughts you see a light shining down. Slowly you walk down to the light. Once you see what’s there you give out a small gasp. It’s a piece of paper, what's on it, however, is what startled you.
You get off the train breathing in the fresh air on the slightly cloudy day. Not even a second after you get off the train it speeds off into the distance.
“Guess someponys are just too superstitious,” you say with a sigh looking at the old train station with disinterest. As you walked down the stairs of the station you notice that things have become deathly quiet. No birds, no animals just the whispers of the winds as they passed by on their aimless journey around the world.
“How did you-” but you're yet again interrupted.
“Know?” the voice says amused by your antics, “Haven’t you figured it out yet?” your face twists in confusion. “Hmm, it seems you have not. That's a shame really, Pinkie even left so many hints along the way,”
“But what do they mean?” you ask.
“Oh, What’s this now? Does your attitude just shift based on what you want to know?” the voice said still amused. “Not only a second ago you were going to try and stop me,” you open your mouth to say something only to close it with a click. “Do you favor knowledge above life?” the question catches you off guard.
“No…” you say with slight hesitation. A booming laugh is heard.
“So not only do you favor knowledge over life. You also seem to have forgotten why you're here correct?” the voice asks you.
“No, I haven't forgotten why I’m here. I’m here to stop you!” you say courageously.
“Then why are you so easy to distract?” the voice asks you. Before you can react the floor falls beneath you. You hit cold stone; strangely your fall didn’t hurt you. Lights turn on revealing a stage. On the stage are all your items that you collected throughout your small journey in Ponyville. There lined up from one stage end to the other. You could have sworn that you had your saddlebags with you. The stage vanishes from sight. “Ponies. Such intelligent creatures yet so ignorant,” A hallway appears to your left. The hallway leads to a large room made of smooth marble with tall pillars protruding from the floor and staircases winding around them leading to the ceiling. That's when you remember Fluttershy and where she went.
“Maybe you're the ignorant one,” you say with Fluttershy in mind.
“Me? How so?” the voice asks you. Before you can answer he speaks. “You think I don’t know about Fluttershy? Do you think that I’m so naive that I would leave out such an important piece of my downfall?” you start to search the temple like area, you’ve found yourself in. Dread hangs over you at his self-answer.
“Well if you knew then how did she escape!” you say still trying to find something to aid you or even better find the voice himself.
“ ‘escape’,” the voice says sarcastically. “I let her go. Just as I thought you ponies always think a plan will work just like that, always forgetting that I’m watching,” at least when Fluttershy gets to Canterlot, Celestia and Luna will come. Hopefully. Out of the corner of your eye, you see a flash of light, you just barely get out of the way before the fireball hits the ground. “I’m already getting tired of you and your stupidity,” Another fireball heads toward you, you dodge only for the fireball to change course mid-air hitting dangerously close to you. Some of your coat and tail are singed in the process.
“Everypony evil can be stopped somehow!” you shout out. “You're no different!”
“That's the first reasonable thing you have said this entire conversation,” the voice says. “You're wrong in thinking I can be stopped, I can’t. Not anymore at least, thanks to you,” your entire thought process is derailed."So, you still don’t know? Do I have to explain everything to you? Ignorant creature,”
“No, you don’t have to explain! I know that you-” but you're interrupted by a chilling laugh.
“Me? No, you ponies brought this upon yourselves,” the voice says “Always naively thinking that if you can trap your problems and just hide them away not taking into account that maybe if you just killed said problems you wouldn’t have any yet here we are. Do you get it now my little pony? You let evil build and build then the elements took care of them but did you ever guess where the excess power went?”
“I-”
“No, you didn’t, that excess magic comes to me. All that time you thought you were saving yourselves,” the voice said with a sadistic laugh “Do you want to know who I am, little pony?”
“...” you’re left speechless and a feeling of being in the presence of something much bigger than you.
"I tire of you," the voice says "This play is over anyway, we have reached the final act and you have yet to find out who I am. I'm sure I could have further use for you in another play, in another time but for now, sleep," your eyes droop, your stagger from side to side until finally collapsing. You try to fight against your sudden weariness but in the end, your attempt is just delaying the inevitable. With that, you stop trying. After all, what's the point in fighting something you can't beat?
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In a building somewhere far away, you will find a stage. On the stage is a small copy of Ponyville, little trinkets litter the streets. Next to the small Ponyville is a grounded cloud house, two ponies still lurked around it. If you looked underneath the stage you would find a strange structure with gray walls with halls that winded on and on. Cell doors lined the halls, six cell doors were separated from the rest. Each had a cutie mark carved into them. Past the 6 doors is a single open door. Through the open door is a few things, a mini stage with small items on little white pillars. Nearby is a grand hall fit for a king, with large marble pillars with stairs winding around then lined with gold. on the floor lay a pony puppet, with strings attached to its limbs to make it move as well as strings attached to its mouth so it could 'talk'. A shadow appears above the pony puppet.
"It seems the show is over my little pony," the voice says "I'll see you in the next play," with that the being walked away.
---The End---