Verità Camminatore

by Mr Foster

Odio

“Was it hard?” Asked Fluttershy, looking extremely sympathetic for Artiglio.

“Yes, it was. I miss both of them so, even though Dawn killed Coco. They were my friends, my family. They are ponies I will never get back.” He said, looking down.

“So is that why you turned to killing both Assassins and Tempests?” Asked Fire Fly, and he nodded.

Verità silently sighed. While Artiglio went on a killing spree, she went back to Ponyville, falling into psychotic paranoia and other such things. If it wasn’t for Ombra, she would still be in that terrible state. For 2 years, she lived in like that. Curled up in a ball in the corner of her shower, hair mopped over her eyes. Sitting in the middle of the sanctuary, her eyes mindlessly wandering around. She would get scared at the slightest movement or sound, and she would spend days on end, crying in bed. She became sickly, partly due to her lack of fresh air, and partly due to the age stop spell. Then, Ombra came back.

“Well, what happened to you, Verità?” asked Rarity, her eyes glinting with concern. Just then, the door blasted open, and a Conquistador walked in, eyes full of fear.

“What is it?” Asked Trixie, who was leaning on her hoof in disinterest.

“Cadence’s and her army are here! They tracked us!” He said quickly. Both Ombra and Verità stood up quickly, looking at each other.

“Cadence…” Said Verità, and edge entering her voice.

“We will hold them off. Stay here until further notice.” Said Trixie, who put on her mages cap. She slammed her hoof down, and a spout of smoke appeared. She then ran out into the open, to fight Cadence.

“Well, I guess I might as well continue my story.” I said, and everypony nodded.

Author's Note:

There shall be a day when I fix this, but today is not that day.