I once had a name...
I can’t remember it any more...
I wish I could...
By they don’t let me...
I have many names now...
Such as freak...
Monster was the worst. I know the definition of monster. It says that a monster is an imaginary creature that is typically large, ugly, and frightening. I am large, I don’t think I’m ugly and I didn’t ever think I was frightening. But I guess that to ponies I must be a monster. I fit the description. I am different and so therefore I must be a monster. But I don’t want to be.
When I can here I thought maybe Celestia might have understood. She did not, she thought I was a monster. I don’t want to be a monster.
I am now condemned.
Out of all of those, being named is the worst. I was named a monster. Not even a proper name. But I already had a name, I've forgotten it now. It pains me deeply that I have forgotten my own name. They replaced it with monster.
I used to have a life. I was once a human. I was once a person. There was a time, I wasn’t a monster.
But that time is now dead. It died with my name. It is a life I am starting to forget, a life that is being replaced with the life of a monster. I am now just fading away, slowly becoming a myth, a legend and an old bedtime story. It pains me to think that they ignored me. They could have helped, but they chose not to listen.
I try to think that they knew they couldn’t send me home and just didn’t want to tell me. So they shunned me and told me to go away so they didn’t have to deal with me. But I know that’s not true. How could they help a monster?
Soon I won’t be a monster, I won’t be alive. They won’t care, they never did and so they never will.
I am not dying from disease. I wish I was, but magic doesn’t allow that to happen.
I am not dying from age. I am still only around 25 years old, I can’t remember.
I am dying because I am going to ask if I can be turned to stone.
I am going to ask the mane 6 to kill me.
I am a monster after all.
I am a threat to Equestria, a danger to society and different from ponies.
I am a monster, I am poisoning their society, I am killing their innocence and I am not a pony.
I am a monster.
And monsters are not allowed to have a life. But monster do have powers, mine is that I can choose. And I choose to end my life. That makes me a monster. That makes me different. But it is also what makes me human. And ponies don’t like humans, they don’t like me and they don’t like monsters.
I walk out of my home I had made in the Everfree, the place of monsters, the place I called Home.
I walk to the outskirts of Ponyville and wait. I wait for my executioners, I wait for death. My death.
I did’t wait long. 5 minutes maybe. They approach me, but keep their distance. Who wants to get close to a monster?
I see the looks they give. The looks of those meeting with a monster.
Applejack looks at me with distain.
Rarity looks at me disgusted.
Pinkie Pie looks at me with a sad look. I think she knows what I am going to say.
Fluttershy is hiding behind Pinkie. I know that she looks scared.
Rainbow Dash looks brave. I know that she is scared, but I know that she is even more than willing to fight. To protect her friends from the monster.
Twilight Sparkle. I used to think she was my favourite pony. But now, she only looks upon me with a mixed gaze. Fear, nervousness, determination and 'don't fuck with me or you'll regret it'. All aimed towards me.
They ask me what I want and why I came here. So I tell them.
“I came here through means unknown. I was stripped of my own world. I was robbed of my life and my name. I have been kept alive through the natural magic of this land meaning that I will live forever. And what I want is for you, the Elements of Harmony, to prevent that from happening.”
Their expressions are changing. Surprise, deeper sadness, shock and pity. I continue.
“I want you to get your elements and the Princesses. And turn me into stone. I beg of you to please end my suffering. I want you all to know this. I was once not a monster. I had a baby sister. I loved her with all my heart. I had a mother, who loved me and looked after me. I had a father, who cared for me and taught me how to act like a good person. I had friends. I had a name.”
Pinkie was in tears. She never knew that I had a family.
Fluttershy was telling herself how awful that must have been and how sorry she was.
Rarity had a look of pure shock. She thought I was just a monster and nothing more.
Applejack was stammering. She didn’t know what to say.
Rainbow Dash was confused. She thought that monsters weren’t supposed to have feelings. How come this one did?
Twilight sparkle was trying to make sense of the situation. Trying to figure how it was possible for such a cruel, creature could ever have had a family.
I interrupted them and continued.
“You all did this.”
I got a gasp of shock from them all.
“You all ignored me, you shunned me and banished me. But what hurt the most, was the fact you stole my name. All you ponies called me a monster, over and over again. Cause of what had happened in the past. And you continued to ignore my individuality and called me a monster. So I forgot my name and accepted your judgement for past sins committed by my race. Sins I had never committed but chose to accept all the same.”
I had put them in a state of shock now. All they could do was listen and cry.
“But now this monster can’t take it anymore. I want to accept my punishment in full. I want you to use the Elements of Harmony and put an end to my presence in Equestria. I never belonged here, and never will. So please, if you wish to show one final act of kindness to redeem yourselves. One last act of honesty in showing the truth. One last act of generosity and give me this one request. One last act of loyalty to Equestria and protect it from me. One last act of laughter and giggle at the ghosties when I am gone. One last act of magic and use the Elements of Harmony and free me from my curse.”
They couldn’t move, couldn’t act and couldn’t speak. They were all crying. They couldn’t do it. Not after what they had just heard. I stood there still and waited for them to answer.
It was Twilight who spoke first. I was saddened by her answer.
“No.” was all she said.
I bowed my head. And shed a tear. I had given them a choice. Redemption or regret. I didn’t want to say what I had to say next. Or do what I would later have to do. But as a monster, I had to.
“If you don’t, then I will forcefully end my life by my own hand. Please! I beg of you, turn me too stone. I can’t bear this punishment anymore! If you have any decency you will use the Elements on me! Or so help me, I will live up to my title and make you!”
I nearly growled out the last part. I really was a monster.
Not being able to take it anymore they all ran off. Crying and in shock. I waited for their reply. I sat down and waited.
I could have waited forever as my curse meant I never had to eat, drink or sleep.
I only waited a day.
They came back with Celestia and Luna and the Elements. None looked happy. The mane 6 walked towards me with their heads low and two of them still crying. Celestia gave me her usual look of distain and malice whilst Luna looked confused.
I stood up and explained the situation to them. The same way I had done with the mane 6. I got Luna to cry and Celestia to sadden. She then simply looked at me.
It said everything she needed to say to me. I could see those thousand years of regret and pain. I could see the pain of loss and suffering of astounding old age. I could see her sadness at having to take my life. I could see that she was telling me to reconsider.
I was a monster.
I had asked six innocent ponies to end my life. And they had too.
In tears the six elements took formation and started the spell. The rainbow launched high into the air and was just about to arc down, when Celestia said three chilling words to me. Three words I didn’t want to hear. Three words that made it worse.
“I am sorry.”
The rainbow was coming closer and was almost near impact.
I looked her in the eye and said my last words. They were by far the hardest I ever had to say.
“No. I am. I am sorry I was a monster who could feel.”
Impact, and then excruciating pain. As I was not of godlike status I could feel every second of it.
My skin slowly changing and solidifying. My blood turning cold and freezing and finally my heart.
I felt my heart stop and crack as it turned to stone.
The last part to turn was my face. I was turned with an expression of pain and agony and small tear on my cheek.
When it was over they cried. They mourned the loss of a monster. But there was still one last gift to give.
On my pedestal was magically engraved the last thing that I wish I could have known before my death.
It was my name.
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Memories of a Monster
After what they did, the mane 6 vowed upon their lives they would never judge another soul by how it looked or acted. Both the princesses also agreed to this in hopes that future occurrences would go better if they did so. My statue was moved to Canterlot and placed among the other statues where I was to spend the rest of my days, since being turned to stone hadn’t killed me entirely. The Elements of Harmony lived up to their names in keeping Harmony by simply imprisoning me in stone, which meant the mane 6 had not taken my life, but had allowed Harmony to be maintained throughout Equestria by turning my body to stone.
And so, I waited in my stone prison...
Trapped within my own mind...
All I could do was talk, to myself! I was near insanity the first week. At first, I was angry with the elements for not fully working and leaving my mind to rot in a stone prison. Then, I was tired and upset, and after that, I was bored. As I slowly came to terms with my predicament and what I had done, I realized what position I had frozen in. I know it took me a week to realize that! I was still a little upset, okay?
During the process of being turned to stone I had been forced into a kneeling position, and the excess magic had flowed out through my finger tips, leaving my arms outstretched in a righteous sort of pose, I guess. Why it flowed out the finger tips I will never know, but I do know that I learnt this through feeling out my prison. It was like reaching out with my mind and connecting with the stone; I was then able to ‘feel’ how it was shaped. I was kind of freaked out for a while after that.
A short time later I learned that I could actually roam outside my prison, not unlike a ghost. I still had my human form, but I lacked weight or mass and moved by floating rather than walking, which was a huge relief as it was very dark inside my stone container. Anyway, my ghostly form allowed me to see my face and the expression it wore right before I ‘died’. It was still contoured in pain and agony, the tear that never fell was frozen on my cheek, which was no surprise. Looking at it, I noticed it seemed painful and sad, and yet, at the same time it seemed to say ‘thank you’ for an odd reason.
As I floated/sat there gazing upon my statue, it dawned on me, what I had done. The full and real impact of what I had truly done; the reason I was in a stone prison.
I couldn’t handle the situation, so I acted like a coward and tried to run from my problems; I took the easy way out. In doing so, I forced the six most generous, kind, loyal, honest, funny, most magical ponies to have ever lived, believe they had taken an innocent life they had condemned. At least I can say it hurt. It just hurt so bad I had made them do something like that by threatening to kill myself in order to get them to do it.
But then I remembered what the truth of the matter really was.
I was a monster
I was before, and so I was now. No! I want to change that. I will no longer be a monster. I must change my name, my title, if you will. But how? How was I going to do that, when I was imprisoned in stone? My ghostly form couldn’t go very far from my statue or I would get pulled back. I could only interact with inanimate objects, such as park benches or the ground.
I sighed. This was not going to be easy, but I suppose going from monster to... to... to what? What could I become? How could I stop being a monster and become... something else? And what could I become, exactly? I thought for a few moments before it struck me, such a strange and marvelous idea that came out of nowhere.
I could become an Angel. Then a question came to me. ‘How?’ How do I become an Angel?
Well, I have no freaking idea. Great! This is supposed to be serious, and I’m turning it into a joke. I looked up and realized that I must have been sitting on my pedestal for a few hours now, and it was almost dark.
I was in the middle of feeling sorry for myself, when I finally noticed the castle in front of me. Yeah, being turned into stone makes you really slow.
I saw Luna, up on a balcony in the middle of what I assumed to be preparing to raise the moon. And, I can most certainly say, it was breath-taking. (For those with breath to take) I can’t explain it; I saw the magic and the moon just... rose. Up, into the sky, just like that. Incredible.
However, despite being awestruck, I managed to see that Princess Luna was no longer on the balcony. She was instead flying towards my statue. This lead to one part of me saying, ‘Why, why concern yourself with me? Just leave me alone.’ While the other part of me was saying, ‘Holy crap! She’s right there!’ She had landed in front of my statue, a tear rolling down her cheek.
I thought that I couldn't have been sorrier for my actions than I already was, but Luna proved me wrong. This immortal god Princess that barely even knew me had shed a tear for my passing even weeks after it had actually occurred. It just broke my heart. I had only wanted to be accepted when I first came here, but when I faced rejection, I couldn’t handle it. I had the mane 6 believe they had killed me to prevent me from killing myself and made my favourite pony, Princess Luna, cry.
I was startled when she spoke up. “Why? Why didn’t you tell us that you had a family? Or friends? Or a sister?”
She began to cry in soft quiet sobs now.
The tears flowed freely, and every one that fell felt like a pressing weight of guilt being pressed onto my heart. I decided to speak back, I knew she couldn't possibly hear me, but I spoke regardless of that.
“Because I was a monster.”
“Who said that?”
I fell back in surprise, or floated back, as I was a ghost, thinking to myself ‘What the hell? She responded! But how? I’m just a statue, I can’t talk!’
I float around my statue keeping my vision on the emotional and now surprised alicorn. Aside from the fact I am a ghost, I continued to speak to Luna. “I said that.”
She was looking around, trying to see if anypony was pulling some sort of cruel prank on her. Seeing nopony, she hesitantly turned to my statue. “Was that you?” The uncertainty was clear in her voice.
“Yes, apparently you can hear me speaking to you.”
“No, this isn’t possible. Statues cannot speak.” Her pose emphasized her point of the fact.
“Then I shall not speak, I will only tell you that I want you to tell them this monster was truly sorry for what he did to them, and that he forgives them.”
I smiled to myself as she finally came to her senses and got it. I wasn’t entirely dead. After going through a mix of emotions, she finally chose one. Anger. And with that, the dark Alicorn proceeded with a verbal assault upon my ethereal ears.
“WHY ART THOU SUCH A MONSTER? WE FINALLY PUT YOU AT REST, AND STILL YOU COME BACK TO HAUNT US WITH REGRET AND PAIN? WHY?”
“I DON’T KNOW!” Luna was taken aback by my voice coming from the statue. “I’m sorry, okay? I didn’t think it through. I was just so tired of being called a monster that I chose to become one just to get them to stop. Now Please! Calm down and help me figure out how this is even happening!”
I saw that Luna had backed away from the statue a bit; her ears had splayed back onto her head. I don’t know how I sounded, or what was happening, but I might have frightened Luna. Well, I was a monster, ghost, or whatever. My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Luna.
“I am sorry that I was so quick to judge you. I had forgotten what you had told us.” Luna bowed her head, looking ashamed for shouting at my statue. If it weren’t for the fact I was who had been imprisoned in the statue, I might have laughed at such a thing as yelling at a statue. Instead, I felt sorry for shouting back at Luna. I was a monster, and I deserved this. “So how is it you are able to speak? You were imprisoned in stone, so this should not be possible.”
To be honest, I had no idea. I don’t think anypony had any idea.
“I have no freaking clue. I do know that I am some sort of ghost. Although you cannot see my form, I can still walk and float around like a ghost.” The princess of the night was pondering this, shown by her thoughtful tapping of her hoof on her chin with a look of deep thought. “Any thoughts?” I had hovered closer to Luna, which made my voice shift.
She jumped a little and looked around for a second, before a sarcastic look found its way onto her face. “Aaah! Oh yes, you’re a ghost. I forgot.” The sarcasm was overwhelming. “But yes. I think that since you were not completely encased in stone, then you must not be a complete monster.”
After all of my time in Equestria, all the names, all the insults, and I was still able to hold on to the smallest of hopes that I wasn’t a monster? I didn’t know what to say. Moments before my imprisonment, I genuinely believed I was a monster, but this... This proves I’m not.
I’m not a monster
“I-I’m not? I mean, I’m not anymore? I thought about what I did, and after a while, found that I could, well, ‘float’ around. But I thought about it, and... and...” I couldn’t take it, I had made her watch my own execution. But even after weeks since it had happened, she still cared for a creature called Monster. I just couldn’t take it. “Oh Luna! I’m so sorry! I couldn’t take it; I didn’t want to be a monster! But I became one anyway! Please! Please forgive me! I’m just... so... sorry.”
Crying as a ghost was a strange predicament. For her, I was just a voice crying out from nowhere. From my point of view, I didn’t care. It was enough that I didn’t even care I was crying in front of one of Equestria’s most powerful beings.
Luna moved towards my voice and sat down near my presence. Even though I couldn’t embrace her, nor could she even see me, having her near me was consolation enough. So, we sat there, a ghost and an Immortal Princess, one crying and one consoling.
After I got over myself, I decided to see if Luna had any idea’s on my peculiar predicament that I had so precariously found myself placed in.
“So Luna, any ideas on how I can become an Angel?”
Okay, that might have been a little too forward.
I had just dropped my great idea to Luna and she had no idea what I was talking about. Great start. “An Angel. They are creatures from human mythology that sometimes wear white robes and have large wings expanding from their backs.” I explained in my other worldly voice.
“What is so mythological about that?” Luna questioned, rising an eyebrow in my voice's direction.
“Human society is quite different from Equine society. Humans don’t have magic or-”
“What? How can thy species even survive without magic? It is essential for all life to exist.” Seeing Luna shocked was an interesting experience, and the piece of information she gave me was even more interesting. That apparently, life needs magic to exist. I continued, despite her interruption and my curiosity on magic.
“Well, I don’t know if we do or not, but anyway, Humans don’t have wings. So, seeing as we are always grounded and such, Angels are thus considered to be mythological. Angels are also told to be kind, forgiving, and caring creatures that sometimes choose to guard a person. The Angels that do are called Guardian Angels”
“This is most interesting. I am intrigued to learn more about Hu-man culture.” Before she could continue, we were interrupted by another voice.
“Luna, are you out there?” It was Celestia, princess of the sun.
Not wanting to be yelled at again, or go on yet another guilt trip, I told Luna not to let Celestia know that I wasn’t fully imprisoned, to which she reluctantly agreed and responded to her sister.
“I am over here, Tia.”
I resisted the urge to giggle at the use of Celestia’s nickname. I floated back up into my stoned figure, and listened to their conversation just outside my rocky cage.
“Still mourning the loss of the human’s life?”
“Indeed, I am mourning. I had no knowledge of his comings, and so to suddenly have him dead is a great and sorrowful loss.”
“True. It is sad; however, I feel that all is not lost.” You could almost hear the smile on her face.
Aw shit! Celestia must have overheard our conversation and now knows I’m not dead. Well, I guess I’d better get ready for another round of guilt trip. Inwardly cringing, I waited to hear what was to come next.
“What do you mean, 'all is not lost'?”
“I mean the conversation you had with him previously. You can come out of your statue now.”
Giving a groan of annoyance that went unheard, I floated out of the statue and rested on my pedestal. “Okay, you got me. How did you do that anyway? Were you spying or something?”
I saw a smile grace Celestias face as she gave me the answer. “My sister yelling at your statue gave it away.”
Celestia turned her gaze to Luna, who gave a nervous and embarrassed smile in return. Oh, royal Canterlot voice, right. That was probably heard halfway across Canterlot. I stood up and floated over to the two regal pony sisters and settled between them. Wanting to give them another fright, I spoke up.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Now can we move, please? I mean, I like being a ghost and all, but it is still kinda limiting.”
As soon as I had said the first ‘Yeah’, I had surprised both Celestia for the first time, and Luna for the third time. “Will you please stop sca- I mean, startling us! It is most annoying.” I was not as annoyed as either of them; I was however, floating in the air laughing.
I tried to talk and apologize for what I had done, but the giggles got the better of me and I continued laughing.
“Are you quite finished yet?” Celestia raised an eyebrow in annoyance.
“Oh hee hee hee, yes. Yes, I’m finished. I am so sorry, I just couldn’t resist. I haven’t had such a good laugh since... since... I can’t remember when.”
I couldn’t remember much nowadays. Everything was just blurry and fuzzy, even memories from when before I came here. But I moved on to the matter at hand.
“So, where were we? Ah yes, Princess Celestia, you had something to say?”
“As I happened to overhear in your earlier conversation with my sister regarding your boundaries, an idea came to mind. Or perhaps more specifically, a spell came to mind.”
Celestia had a look of mystery about her as she spoke in a cryptic tone. A look that I had noticed before my failed imprisonment.
I raised a nonexistent eyebrow, “What kind of spell?”
“A come to life spell.”
“On what? My statue or something? That way I can watch while it goes around smashing things and doing a ballet down the main street of Canterlot. If it does what I think it does anyway.” If sarcasm could kill, everything would be dead from how much I had put into that sentence.
“Only if that’s what you wanted to do.” Seeing the smirk on both their faces let me know there was more to this spell than what I had assumed. I let out my traditional ‘I am confused’ response.
I could see that Luna was struggling to contain a giggle while Celestia just kept smiling.
“Seeing that your ghostly form is still constricted to your statue, it only makes sense and conforms to magical law that you would then control the come to life spell. I assume that your current form is being maintained by the magic of Equestria, and so it would make sense that it would continue to do so once you took possession of the spell.”
I was amazed. Not only did magic have laws much like physics, but I was going to be able to control a spell? Awesome!
“Whoa! That seems just... wait, you would actually do that for me? After what I did to you and the others?”
As the words left my mouth I could see that I had hit a nerve with Celestia. That saddened look came back and she lowered her head just a little.
“Before you do, I want you to know that I am as sorry as I can possibly be. I am more than sorry that I did such a thing.”
I look up at the sound of Luna’s voice.
“You did not do those things; a monster did. You are not a monster. You are... what was the word again?”
“Angel?” I offered up.
“Yes, you are an Angel.”
Though they couldn’t see it, I felt like I was blushing. They really thought that. I was touched. But at least I wasn’t a monster anymore. Never again would I ever think like that or act like that. I wasn’t a monster anymore.
I was an Angel. Well, not yet but I wanted to be if it would change me.
“Alright then, let’s do this spell. But after it’s done, can I go and apologize to Twilight and her friends? I want them to know I’m sorry.”
Celestia smiled her motherly smile and gave a simple nod of her head.
“Alrighty then. Let’s get this show on the road. So what do I do?”
Celestia mentioned towards my statue with a hoof and said “Go back into your statue and when we cast the spell, you should connect with it.”
“Connect with what?”
“My sister means that the spell will connect you to the statue and leave you in control of it. Similar to how you were before you became imprisoned in stone.” Luna was much better at giving explanations than Celestia was, so having finally made sense of what they were trying to do, I floated towards my statue where I would wait for them to perform their ‘freaky magic’. I took a second to think over what was about to happen. When I did, I realized something and turned to talk to the two princesses.
“Okay, now just back up here, hold on a second. I only just reveal that I’m a ghost after a couple of weeks imprisonment, and you want to bring me back by putting me in control of my own statue?”
Luna and Celestia shared a brief glance at each other and nodded, then simultaneously turned back to where they thought I was and said, “Yes.”
Celestia continued to speak.
“You have proven that you are not a threat to Equestria and you show that you wish to apologize for your actions. By performing this spell, we are giving you a second chance and an opportunity to make those apologies. On a side note, we don’t want to put you in control of the statue, we want you to become the statue. It is much easier do it that way than any other.”
‘Well this has escalated quickly.’ I thought to myself as I mused over what I had just been told. I felt a little reluctant to move so suddenly from statue to reanimated stone, but I moved back into my prison and waited in the familiar darkness until I felt the spell.
It was... warm, like sunlight, only more surrounding and slowly but noticeably getting more intense. I felt my ghostly form sticking and melding to the stone that was once a boundary for me. After a bright flash and a very anticlimactic change, I opened my now stony eye’s and looked at myself.
HOLY HELL! It was freaky, let me tell ya! It was like the stone was now semi-solid. I could grab it and mould it like real skin, only it was cold. I could feel! Feeling was the next sensation to hit me. Touching was an odd sensation nonetheless, but it was there. I was breathing; I felt this to be odd but very cool. I also noticed that in some parts, the stone didn’t meet properly, which created a gap filled with blue and bright yellow magic, mixing and flowing like blood. It was awesome!
I looked so cool, but I got a huge shock when Celestia interrupted my musing with a cough, causing me to looked at her and freak out.
“WHOA! That is creepy!” Forgetting that I had a physical form again led to me falling over backwards and meeting the ground.
‘Hello ground! I hate you.’
“Are you alright?”
Hearing Luna’s voice interrupting my thoughts reminded me of what I saw.
“Yes, it’s just that I have never seen someon... uh someponys magic before. I can see you just fine, but I can also see your magic.”
It was Celestia’s turn to be interested.
“Can you tell us what it looks like?” The curiosity in her voice would have made me chuckle if I wasn’t having another freak out from what I could see.
“Sure, I can see it all throughout your horns, but I can also see some surrounding your... your... okay. Restart. Your one, two, three, FOUR HEARTS! You have FOUR HEARTS! WHAT
THE HELL! THAT’S JUST... I DON’T EVEN... I give up.” I had been making wild movements with my hands as I tried to figure this out. I failed.
I just could not figure any of this out! I saw their magic like an electrical outline alongside their fur and such. So they looked normal, just with freaky electrical outlines of their four hearts!
How does that even work? Does that make them time princesses or even related to time lords? Who cares! Too many questions, forget it and move on. The easiest course of action in any universe.
“Yes, Alicorns have four hearts. I could explain it to you now, but I think that you might want to get settled first. After all, you were just imprisoned in stone for around a week or so.”
At last! Celestia was making sense. I accepted her offer and walked back to the castle with them. It took a second to get used to walking again, but I adjusted quickly and was on my way to the castle.
“So now that I am back in the land of the living, what happens next?”
My query went unanswered for a few short moments then Princess Luna spoke up saying
“You will become an Angel and undo what the monster had done.”
I smile at that bout of wisdom and quietly whisper a thank you to her for being so reassuring. I focus on the castle ahead and ask the two Princesses for a tour. They both say yes and begin to trot just a little faster.
Back at the pedestal
As soon as the newly transformed human and Alicorn sisters had left the pedestal and nopony was in sight, a glowing red orb rose from the pedestal and floated off into the distance.
Had anypony been present to witness this occurrence would have surely heard the sinister chuckle that emanated from within the orb as it floated off.