Sweetie's Mansion

by Moon Shooter

Chapter 2- The Road to Yield Manor [REBOOT]

A-Am I dead? Sweetie thought.

She was sure she was right as all she could see was blackness. When she tried snapping her eyes open, all she could see was blackness. Complete and utter darkness, this was what she thought of when she thought of death. However, she both let out a laugh in relief and a groan of anguish as she tried moving her aching muscles and felt herself lying on her back. "Heh heh... ow..." Sweetie supposed she'd take splitting pain over the alternative for now.

The first time the filly tried to get up, she rolled onto her front, and getting on her front and hind legs, a pain shot through her, causing her to collapse in the blackness. For a few moment, Sweetie's mind shifted to worrying that her legs were broken. She tried again, this time with a little more success and less pain. She'd definitely done something to her legs, but for the moment, it wasn't anything drastic. It felt like enough pain that, with enough effort, she could ignore.

"Ow..." she moaned again. If there was any other plus to the pain besides telling her that she was alive, it definitely woke her up faster. As she became more conscious of the surrounding darkness, fear started to set in.

"W-where am I? Guys?"

Sweetie didn't receive an answer. It was chilly out, but there wasn't any wind. It was completely silent in the woods, which set the little filly on edge. She'd never experienced darkness like this before. Usually there was at the very least the moon somewhere to tell her that there was something in front of her. This was the type of darkness where it was pointless to even have eyes, and it was horrifying.

She didn't know where she was, it was dark, and her friends where nowhere to be seen. Sweetie felt like screaming for help, but instead, she kept yelling out for her friends. "Scootaloo?! Applebloom?!" She still didn't receive an answer. All she got was a faint echo of her own voice before it was swallowed up in the black void.

Sweetie began hyperventilating. She was on the verge of breaking into a run in some random direction in a desperate attempt to escape the encompassing darkness. She noticed this and made an effort to take deeper breaths, calming herself down.

"Alright Sweetie... Stay calm. You’re just a... alone right now." Sweetie thought, in an effort to comfort herself. Hoping the sound of her own voice, one of the few factors remaining that reminded her she still existed would keep her from losing herself. "Just need to see. Yeah a light. Just a little... oh yeah!"

Sweetie remembered the solution to a problem like this. She felt along her sides, and sure enough, her saddlebags were still set firmly on her back after that crash. Thankfully she'd waited to open hers instead of ending up like Applebloom, who's personal effects, including the cape she tried to get, were probably scattered among the trees.

She sighed. "Applebloom... Scootaloo... I hope they're okay. Hopefully together." She reached inside and felt around for what she was looking for. Sweetie had a set number of items she brought along with her on every crusade she, Applebloom, or Scootaloo went on, just in case.

"No...no...aha! There you are!" Sweetie proclaimed with relief. She pulled out a silver handled flashlight. Momentarily sitting down, she clicked it. "Bah!" Not realizing it was pointing at her face, a magnificent beam of light shined in her face, blinding her for a moment and causing her to drop the flashlight. Once the after image of the light had left she smiled at her little flashlight that she picked up off the ground. It felt as though a burden had left her back, now that she could fight back the darkness with her little hand-held lamp. At least until the magically charged batteries let out. Sweetie stuck the base of the flashlight into her mouth, so she could walk while holding it. Her good feelings left as she realized that even with the light, it didn't shine very far. With such a narrow beam of light, she felt somewhat claustrophobic against the darkness.

She looked around at her surroundings. As she expected, she was still out in Everfree forest. Then, it wasn't long before something clicked in her head.

Hold on... I'm outside, and it's dark... it must be night time. How long was I out? And how is it so dark out? Where's the moon? Sweetie thought. Sweetie knew this darkness wasn't normal. The darkness she experienced was more like being a box with no opening that ever existed. Where was the moon? "Maybe it's just not getting through the trees." She tried explaining to herself. Either way, it wasn't anything she could worry about at the moment. She had to continue to survey the area to figure out where her friends were, and her next course of action.

It soon became apparent she'd managed to fall onto a path. It was a simple dirt path, and about wide enough for 4 or 5 adult mares to walk side by side. It seemed like it hadn't been used much, considering the lack of hoofprints Sweetie found.

After a little while, she ended up coming across the crashed paper airplane. She figured she must have been knocked off during the crash. Sweetie concluded since they weren't anywhere around the plane, Applebloom and Scootaloo crashed somewhere else, farther away from the plane than her. And if she, who probably had the worst of it survived, chances were her friends did as well.

She went over to the crashed arts-and-crafts project to see it was definitely out of shape. Twigs and branches stuck out of parts of the wing, and leaves were all over the aviation device. All of their hard work ruined.

"Better it than us." Sweetie mumbled.

Sweetie continued to look at it, thinking. She knew it was a dumb idea, but she couldn't help but want to take the plane with her. She wondered if it could still be salvageable for something. Sweetie didn't know why, but she felt as though she was going to need the plane.

Under further examination of the plane, Sweetie noticed something weird at the front of the plane, where Scootaloo was smacked out. A greenish splotch... no, it wasn't just a splotch. It was gooey and slimy, somewhere between a thin layer of gelatin and snot. Sweetie wondered if this was why Scootaloo let go of the rope and concluded it must have been. She saw a bit of blood mixed in the green, likely Scootaloo's bloodied nose.

Where the heck did that?

Sweetie then heard a roll of thunder, jumping and nearly dropping the flashlight again.

"You've got to be kidding me." She looked up, knowing that there must be a storm coming soon. "Great, just what I needed. I've got to find my friends... then a way out of here. They can't be too far right?" Sweetie took one of the ropes still attached to the plane, putting it next to the flashlight in her mouth. With both the flashlight and the plane rope in her muzzle, she began to move forward into the forest, the plane dragging close behind her.

Please guys... please be alright...

***

Sweetie wasn't sure exactly how long it had been since she started walking. She had eventually started measuring time by every thunder roll she heard. Four thunder rolls of walking, dragging the giant destroyed paper CMC plane behind her, and shivering as she felt the air get colder and colder, she started to feel the fear to set in again.

She knew very well, between the adventures her adult friends had supposedly been on and what she learned in school, that Everfree at nighttime was one of the most dangerous places to be. So many creatures around it, many of which deadly, she was nothing more than prey here. However, that wasn't what scared her as she walked. It would have, but it was still the absolute silence, besides her hoofsteps that scared her. There was no movement beyond the trees, there was no monsters ready to pounce her. In fact, the forest felt deader than ever because of something even deadlier lurking beyond her vision.

Sweetie kept reassuring herself that nothing was going to hurt her in the forest.

"Just keep moving... just keep moving..."

Even with her constant self-reassurance, Sweetie couldn't help but feel a chill down her spine as she blindly wandered through the forest. She looked around for things to keep her mind off of the forest. This would have worked if when she looked around, she didn't just see a few trees before black.

Sweetie cycled through the memories of the day, recalling its events leading up to her predicament. Perhaps she could recall something that could calm her down. Something good. Something comforting. Something about her sister perhaps?

"Sweetie dear, I'll be going out with my friends today around three." Rarity said as she moves around the boutique, gathering various items, placing them into her saddlebags.

"Oh yeah? Where?" Sweetie asked her big sister.

"Oh just that nice old stallion's mansion. He's invited the Elements and I... you know, my friends, to attend his housewarming party."

"Can I come?" Sweetie asked.

"Oh, I'm sorry dear, but this isn't like one of Pinkie's parties... It's a party for grown-ups. Believe me, I'm sure you'd be bored to pieces." Rarity said politely. "And besides, aren't you going with your little friends to do... oh what is it you call it... crusading?"

"Oh yeah! I almost forgot! Scootaloo said she was planning something big this time. Sure to get our cutie marks!" Sweetie said excitedly. She got up and begun to run out the door. "See you later sis!"

"Alright Sweetie. I-" before Rarity can finish her sentence, Sweetie is out the door, headed off to create the Cutie Mark Crusader plane that brought her here.

Rarity: the big sister she'd been virtually raised by, and likely one of the best friends she'd ever have, besides Scootaloo and Applebloom of course. She loved her big sister more than anything in the world. It was then Sweetie began to wonder where her big sis was now anyway. Was she still at that mansion with the rest of her friends? Or was she back in Ponyville, worried sick about where she was.

Considering Applebloom and Scootaloo were probably also still missing, Sweetie imagined Rarity, gathering all of her friends, forming a search party for them. Twilight would probably think of some tracking spell to pinpoint their location. Rainbow and Fluttershy would probably be flying above Ponyville, and the forest scanning every inch of the town for the fillies. Applejack would probably search all of the places they'd usually be, like the CMC tree house, or somewhere around there. Pinkie would probably have some random search method or maybe she'd misunderstand the meaning of search "party" altogether and use some balloons.

They had a tenancy to work like that together.

Sweetie smiled to herself, with the thought that all of her closest friends were looking for them. However her warm smile faded at the realization: they hadn't been found yet. Sweetie assumed that she must have been knocked out for a few hours, and Rarity must have noticed by then that she was gone. However there was another explanation Sweetie was willing to consider. Perhaps they never came back to Ponyville. Maybe they were all still at the mansion then?

The little filly wondered where that mansion was anyway. She remembered seeing it on their flight; after all, they were originally on a crash course with it. Sweetie wondered if she could possibly find that mansion. Maybe she could tell the mares of the disappearance of Applebloom and Scootaloo, if not, take residence there for the night. That made sense. If there wasn't a search party already looking for them the mansion was the best course of action, especially with the upcoming storm. If she didn't find an exit to Ponyville first, or her friends in the first place, she'd get help at the mansion (she honestly didn't know if she was going in the direction of either). Yes. Even if Rarity and her friends weren't there, she could get some help from someone. It wouldn't be like the whole place was empty. After all, some pony already came to town, claiming to live there.

As this plan formulated into Sweetie's mind, she heard a loud crack of thunder above, causing her to jump, and re-awakening her fear. She stopped in her tracks.

"Just thunder Sweetie... Just thunder." Sweetie said re-assuring herself. She slapped herself, trying to get ahold of herself. Sweetie knew the storm was inevitable, but she hoped it wouldn't start too soon. She still had no clue how far away the mansion was still. She then continued to walk forward. After another bit of walking, Sweetie got another chill down her spine. She got the distinct feeling... that someone in that darkness was watching her. "Don't be silly Sweetie... t-there's no pony in this wood besides you. Just keep moving."

She continued to trek forward. The sixth thunder roll, indicated the storm was getting closer. She began to trot faster, careful to not let her fear force her to break into a run and trip herself. Then, the worst possible thing happened... Sweetie's flashlight went out, causing Sweetie to be once again surrounded by darkness and to stop in her tracks.

Oh no, oh no, oh no. I could have sworn I changed the batteries in this? Why is it going out now? Sweetie took the flashlight out of her muzzle, and shook it furiously. It flickered on and off. It wasn't like the batteries were dying, as when the light went on, it was as bright as before. It was almost as if something were sapping power to the flashlight externally.

Then, there was a sound that made Sweetie's coat hairs rise on ends. This time, it wasn't the sound of thunder clouds... but it was laughter. A sound that could be described as sadistic, low level, but high pitched laughter surrounded her. Whatever was... it was like it was laughing at her.

"W-who's there?" Sweetie called out. The things around her. There was definitely more than one. They didn't answer, rather they kept laughing. "S-stop it! STOP IT!" Sweetie wanted to run, she had to run but a paralyzing fear anchored her to her spot. Her body wasn't listening to her for those moments.

Only questions came. Where should she run? Where was the laughing coming from? She had to get away. Whatever it was would be after her if she didn't move now!

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O[She didn't hear it before, it must be in front of her, RUN BACK]
O[It's been following her this whole time, keep moving RUN FORWARD]

Author's Note:

As the title suggests, this is a reboot of an older version of the chapter. Once all chapters have been rebooted, I'll be adding new chapters. I suggest for consistency purposes, if you're new to the story, that you don't go past the reboots, however I will leave the older versions up if you'd prefer to continue on with the story.

Comments

[Wild Wisp]

Ooh, creepy yet fun, can't wait for more.

-WW

Very good start but please sort out your tenses. There are a lot of verbs that you ended with an 'S' rather than a 'D', e.g. "continues" instead of "continued.

[Moon Shooter]

146357 What? I didn't notice that. Thanks, I'll fix that as soon as I can!

[InarJollyhound]

Having seen GhostBusters I have the feeling that the slime on the plane is not good news. Well lets hope there isnt a ghost famine when all is said and done

[BitSmith]

Now for a vacuum for Sweetie.

[Zay-el]

"Sweetie worried."

>Odd sentence fragment.

Okay, not gonna pinpoint errors anymore, but you DESPERATELY need to run through this again, or get an editor. Ellipsies should be kept out of narration. You have several tense issues and word repetition as well. I'm gonna continue and hope it gets better, but these errors are really getting in the way of enjoying this fic.

[Toonwriter]

Ooooh, this is creepy! I like it! I hope Apple Bloom and Scootaloo are okay...

[Rainbow Sparkle]

If it weren't for the fact that this is obviously a Luigi's Mansion crossover, I'd say this was the beginning of a Resident Evil crossover.

[the ghost]

*open's another tab and plays the theme music for Luigi's Mansion*

[Race9000]

Play this while reading this chapter (and others, it adds to the creepy atmosphere).

[Meinos Kaen]

So... Sweetie Bell is suddenly psychic? lol Come on, you could have given us another reason for Sweetie to suddenly start dragging around a plane at least five times her size.

Meinos Kaen

[sonicRainicorn]

a high-pitched laughter? i wouldve done a move like my brother and ran out of there as fast as i could screaming

[Vv_-Carnelian-_vV]

Confound this author... They drive me to read more fanfiction... wait... that's a good thing...
Praise this author...

[Yasahiro]

Rewrite with the fic being an interactive fiction, choose your own adventure story?

Not sure if like...

Old version was better. Old DANTE was better.

[applebuckingAJ]

I considered my options at the end of each chapter and I thought...

GO SIDE WAYS! GOOOOO!

[Moon Shooter]

3270622 I guess we'll just see if this was a good idea or a horrible one huh?

[Jdts7]

Question: As you are currently remaking the story, which choice actually goes with the current chapters?

Edit:....ignore this please

[Razalon The Lizardman]

The interactive fiction thing reminds me of R.L. Stine's Give Yourself Goosebumps series. I remember always doubling back if I chose a route that led to an unhappy ending.

[The Brony Spartan]

As someone who has read the old version, I must say, I like the reboots, I feel like there's more action, more detail, and the "choice" mechanic? genius.
I was going to say I missed the brilliant color-coded dialogue, but I see You've added that back in in later chapters.
If i have one problem with this fic, it's that there's no color coding HERE, where I feel it's needed most, at times it's quite hard to differentiate between Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle, however ever in later chapters, chances are, the pony speaking is going to be either a Sweetie; or a Ghost.

That being said, I still think You an excellent author, and I am very much looking forward to re-reading this Fanfic.

P.S. When I saw this was being updated again, I nearly creamed myself peed myself with excitement.