//------------------------------// // The Summit Deal // Story: Death Note: Alight Equestria // by DeviousNights //------------------------------// Nightmare Moonlit, Sycamore Gavin, and Lawrence Sawyer were all gathered in a simply lighted room with white walling and a multicolored floor. The tiles glistened as if they had just been giving a deep cleaning and waxing, and they reflected the bodies of the two ponies that were standing on them. In the corner of the small room was a small white bed complete with white covers. The bloodstains at the ends of the bed were very ambiguous, already having dried a bit. The bed was littered with gauzes, white and beige ones specifically, and they surrounded the single alicorn that lie motionless in the bed. Nightmare himself could have been in better positions. He was naked, which he had not been for the last couple months unless he was relieving himself, and his normally well-groomed mane was charred at the ends, to the point that his scalp was visible in some areas. His left wing was also charred, half of it completely missing with charred remains in their wake. His right wing was virtually untouched, as was the rest of his body, suffering only small burn patches across his fur. His eyes shone a deep red with black increments mixed in, his eyes emanating pure and unrelenting anger. Sycamore and Lawrence, both in their respective uniforms and attire, were at the foot of the bed looking at their damaged master with mixed looks of contempt and solemn. It was as if somepony had shot a bird out of the sky, and then caught fire to it, as Nightmare looked completely miserable, he however maintained his intimidating presence, the mere look on his face radiating quiet rage. Sycamore heavily shifted his body weight, attempting to break the dead silence that hung in the air of the conditioned room. He opened his mouth, as if ready to say something regarding the situation, but then stopped, recognising that he may be better of by staying quiet. Nightmare shifted his gaze to the end of the bed, his red eyes piercing through the sharp, cold air of the room. "My left wing has been burned beyond recognition. Though Alicorns have the power of regeneration this could take months upon years to heal, the doctors told me." Nightmare stated in a flat, monotone voice. Though there was no audible feeling in his voice, it was clear that a full ocean of malice and anger lay in wait behind his words. "God..." Lawrence began before Nightmare began to move his pursed lips again. "My right wing only suffered minor damage to the nerves. My hair will eventually grow back." "That is good to hear but-" "This is unacceptable. I need not hear another word about this. You two will figure out who did this to me." Nightmare commanded, him growling as if he was a wolf hungry for blood. His words reverberated through the room as if the three where in a hollow cave with every word that he said. The two others just stood there,not knowing what to do here. It was very apparent that Nightmare was not thinking straightly right now and that all he wanted was revenge. His vision was being clouded by the insatiable urge for vengeance against the perpetrators. Sycamore Gavin faced away from the bed, slowly opening his mouth, as if about to say something before Nightmare looked up at him, knowing that something was about to be said that had to be of some sort of importance to the situation. "Next week, there is a meeting scheduled for the Alliance of the nations. If you can not remember, that is the collective highest ranking political members of each of the races and each of the countries meeting in one area. Unfortunately, I have to prepare a speech for said conference. We are to talk about Kira during the conference, and we have to meet at least one more time and discuss what is being said. You have to recognize that I have no political experience outside of a couple speeches that i made as the Police chief. That is not enough for me to be able to communicate with these other leaders AND stay under my cover at the same time." Sycamore very verbally explained, still facing away from Nightmare. Even though he was facing in a completely different direction, he could feel Nightmares sharp gaze shooting through him like a bullet through the heart. "As it stands now it seems that you are correct y'know." The distraught general said, shaking his head in disappointment at himself as he started to regain the normal calm, composed demeanor that he normally kept. He shook his head quickly from side to side. "Does the Attorney General have to be present?" "Unfortunately, no. I will be going into this one alone." "So they do not allow you to take another pony along with you?" Lawrence asked a hoof going up to his chin. "They do not. The security in this place is very tight as well, full body frisks of everything that goes in and out of the meeting rooms, disabling spells on the horns of the ones that arrive, you are brought to the rendezvous in a dark chariot that you cannot see where you are going, a lot of security precautions are put into this meeting, so there won't be any way for me to contact either of you in transit, while, or on my way out of there." Sycamore explained thoroughly, making sure even the simplest of minds could understand what he was saying, as these details were very detailed and confidential. "And is that how each of you going to this summit be transported?" "It is, I will be transported the same way that every other world leader will be transported, and they also will not be able to bring along any sort of aids or assistants during the meeting. It was also said that there will be very tight surveillance on the way to, there, and on the way back from the summit, so it is not like I can bring along a page or two of the notebook without being caught." "It would be quite easy to sneak a page into the summit, so it is more of a fact of you getting caught while doing it." Nightmare said, catching himself up to speed. "Yes. At the same time I would also have to worry about who else would see me, and what sort of guards they have with them, what their power levels are, things of that sort." "So this is a very delicate operation. Interesting." Nightmare said, his powerful gaze dropping into a more analytical one as he began to brainstorm ideas to get around the problems that he had presented. "The risks are very high here. If the ponies of Equestria see that i am not able to stand politically against other nations then i may very well be removed from office, and if that happens, your control over the media will diminish to almost none. We are too far into the game to lose out right now." "If you are uncovered or you are seen to have no political competence, that would ruin part of the plan, especially since your supposed to keep the media at bay while i quietly whittle down the criminals from my little wrinky-dink house. Wait a minute. Speaking of my house." "Yes sir?" "My house... I am forgetting something." "I dont follow." "SWEETIE BELLE!!"