//------------------------------// // Chapter 14 - Origin Of Sketch // Story: The Lost One // by thedarktome //------------------------------// A patch of black smoke invades the interior that is the mansion of Pencil Sketch, which cleared a second later to reveal the painter herself. She was fuming! Twilight had crossed the line! Metaphorically and literally, she wasn't supposed to be on the grass. "Upset, huh?" Pencil stopped and sighed, hearing Rainbow Dash actually speaking without being asked to was a little improvement. At least she wasn't about to burst out of her cage to use her alter ego's magic. She could probably beat up Nightmare Moon with what she knows. Although they both know the dark arts, Rainbow only studied it a little. It was Pencil Sketch who sort of went off the handle and got more of it. "Yes," she replied. "Yes, I am. Hopefully she never comes back. It will cause problems." "I know." "Are you feeling better?" "After seeing you knocking around Twilight like that.....a little. But I want blood." Pencil Sketch was purposely created by Rainbow Dash after all the bullying she went through over her cutie mark. She remembered going through Rainbow's memories after she gave her permission on how she was created. The story was....sad, at most. The school day at Flight Camp was over, allowing Rainbow to briskly trot back down the residence hall to her room, tears rolling down her cheeks. She couldn't take it anymore! After telling the teachers, telling the top pony, and trying to deal with it herself, the problem still wasn't solved. She had to take drastic measures. She had to make these ponies realize who's boss. She had to get them off her back and tell them....she was the one in charge! That what she believes in and that what she does does not give them the right to bully her. "I'm tired," she muttered, tears beginning to go down her face before she ran into her room. "I'm tired of those ponies picking on me. I'm going to show them.....I'm going to show them that I....that I can be anything and that their beliefs are nothing but barriers." She walked into her room and slammed the door behind her, ignoring the voices that were telling her to be quiet down the hall. After that, she rummaged through her bags, trying to find an old book that the princesses would probably arrest her for that she had discovered years ago. Her parents don't even know she has it. Let alone know and practiced everything that was in it. Months ago, after she went flying through the air a few days after getting her cutie mark, she crashed into a cave that looked abandoned. It had tables, rooms, chairs...a lab of some sort. Used in the past, but abandoned nonetheless. On the table there was a book just randomly sitting there on how to use magic for Pegasi. But instead of the light magic...it was dark. At first she wanted to leave it, but then she was tempted by the thickness of the book. Whatever was in there could possibly help her in the future. And it contained a lot of information. So she grabbed it, flew right over her parents and into her room, and hid it in her bag before they came in there to ask why she was flying in the house. Luckily, they didn't see the book. And they never would. Now, she was glad she had took it. She was going to put it to good use now after reading about a spell she had bookmarked. Called "Shadow Persona". Hopefully, nopony would find out about this book. She flipped it open and turned to the bookmark, nervously checking behind her for anyone before turning back to the pages. "'Focus the magic of the Pegasi into the mind of the subject Pegasus, and thrust yourself into the magic. Mold that magic in your image.' What does that mean? Well....let me try first..." She understood what the rest meant, she just didn't understand the mold the magic in your image bit. So she the set the book down in front of her before standing on her hooves, and slowly opening her wings, trying to feel the magic. After a few seconds, she did. She gathered it up into a little ball, unaware of the magic coming from her hooves and actually forming a ball in front of her face. "Okay.....and.....push." She used her mind to push the magic. She could feel it. There was like another side of her in the ball. And it was...alive, she could tell. Next step was to mold it. Using her mind, thanks to those training exercises, she gathered the magic and started to shape it. Shape it like a pony. It was like she could feel it with her hooves. Feeling the magic starting to change into a shape she wanted it to be in. After a few more minutes, she had created.....her. It was like she was using her amazing painting skills to create a life! It was incredible. Now....all she had to do was let go. And she did. The second it happened, her room was enveloped in a shadow, leaving nothing but darkness before she opened her eyes. It looked like she was in another world that was inhabited by.....nothing. It was jet black. Nothing there. Except for the gray themed version of her laying down and looking at her with a nonchalant look on her face. "Ummm.....hi," Rainbow said, getting back up. "Hello," the other said. "Who are you?" "I'm Rainbow Dash," the cyan filly said, walking over carefully while her tail was swaying back and forth. "I created you." "I see. That's why you're asleep in the real world. You clonked out after the magic rushed back into you. I know this spell." "How?" "Because I am you. You might want to wake up though. Somepony could barge in and see what you did." Rainbow's eyes popped open, discovering that she was laying down on the floor, facing her bed. Gasping, she quickly sat up and grabbed the book, then stuffed it back in her bag in case anyone wanted to walk in and check on her. "Okay...now what?" She muttered. "Now we talk." Rainbow yelped a little before looking around the room. "I am the pony you created. The spell you used created an alternate side of you." "And my alternate would be you huh?" "Yes, that would be me." Rainbow sighed and sat down on her bed. "You needed help with something." "I'm being bullied and I can't seem to stop them. I need your help." She could feel her alternate side thinking. "I need to switch out with you and let you deal with them. Because I can't seem to figure it out." "I suppose that would be a good reason," the pony sighed. "Do you know how to switch out?" "Not really." "Just do it. You go back into your mind. It's more simple than it sounds." Rainbow sighed and did just that. At first, nothing happened before she gasped and felt herself be pulled from her consciousness and into her subconsciousness. On the surface of things, her coat had turned completely gray themed, her cutie mark becoming a an outline of a rainbow-colored lightning bolt. She was still in the same position. Her hooves behind her head and staring at the ceiling. "What do these ponies look like?" Rainbow opened her eyes to see that she was looking at everything like she was there. But she couldn't feel her body. It was strange. After telling her the description, she got up and made her way over to the door. "Where do they usually hang at?" She asked, walking out into the hall, keeping as quiet as possible. "On the track field," Rainbow said in her mind. "What are you going to do?" "Have they ever laid a hoof on you?" "Plenty of times." "First I will talk to them. And if they try something....they will have nightmares of me." She turned left, walking past other ponies, and making her way towards the track field. *** The gray filly stopped at the doorway leading out onto the field. There were two mares there keeping watch, making her sigh. "Are those the ponies?" She whispered, motioning towards the four playing ball and talking. They looked like tiny hoofball players making her laugh. "Yep." "Alright. This is only a precaution." "What?" The gray filly reached up and roughed up her hair before walking towards the two teachers keeping watch. They were too busy watching the colts who were chasing each other. Standing behind one, she touched them with her right hoof, sending in her magic and knocking them out. The other mare looked over, startled. "Hey, what just—" She fell over on her side, sawing logs while the filly walked towards the colts. "Why'd you do that?!" Rainbow yelled in her head. "If this turns violent, I cannot have anypony try and break it up. Don't worry, they'll just be sleeping." She trotted towards them and put on a nice expression. "Hi!" The four stopped what they were doing and glanced her way, scoffing. "Get out of here, you stupid filly! Only the Cool Colts play here!" The gray filly looked at them for a moment before guffawing, falling on the ground and rolling around in laughter, confusing them. "Why is she laughing?" One of them asked before she got up, still snickering. Deep down, even Rainbow was laughing. "I'm laughing because...(snicker)...because you call yourselves cool...yet you gave yourselves a group name! That has the same letters at the front! That's like calling my mom Motherly Mare! AAAAAHAHAHA! She fell on the ground laughing again, ignoring their grunts of disapproval. "Hey, stop laughing! It's not funny!" The colt kicked her, making her stop and grab his leg, pulling him to the ground with her. "Hey, let—" The gray filly turned into black smoke and hid behind the four making them gasp. "What......wh-what just happened?" The slightly taller one asked, looking around. "I-I don't know," the colt beside him said. The one on the ground quickly got up and looked around with them, making the filly shake her head. Wannabe. "That was a warning." They gasped and turned around, seeing the gray themed filly walking towards them. They slowly backed away as she approached. One of them yelled, "G-Get away! Help! She's being mean!" "Sorry to disappoint, but they're sleeping." She pointed a hoof behind them at the two ponies lying on the ground, sawing logs. "What do you want?" The leader, she guessed, asked. "Leave us alone!" "Not until you leave a special friend of mine alone." She lifted a glowing black hoof, binding the four ponies in a conjured black rope, making them whine before getting in their faces. Malice in her eyes. "Perhaps you know the name.....Rainbow Dash?" Their eyes widened. "Based on your reaction, I take it you do. Here's the deal. If you ever tease, make fun of, insult, spread a rumor or lay a hoof on her again, even a hair or a feather, you'll have to deal with me." She tightened the rope really hard, making them cry. "Awww, the Cool Colts shedding some Cool Colt tears. Sorry to break it to ya', but those tears aren't getting you anywhere." She looked deep into the leader's eyes, turning hers completely black and putting up a scowl. "Do I make myself clear?" "Yes! Yes, yes crystal!" "And the rest of you?" She turned to the three on her left, seeing the tear streaks on their faces. "You got it!" "Uh huh!" "Not a word to her!" The filly chuckled before walking away and undoing the shadow on them, allowing them to fall on their faces in the grass gasping. "I'll be watching you. And don't speak a word of this.....Cool Colts, ha ha ha! That is so funny!" The leader watched her tap the two adults before turning into a shadow and racing back inside. Leaving them to clean themselves up. Those colts never bothered Rainbow again. They even got rid of that group name, thank Celestia. But maybe a year later, Rainbow left and moved to Ponyville after some new ones showed up. After that moment, on their own, Pencil Sketch became Rainbow Dash's confident. Her friend in her head. She tells her things even Fluttershy didn't know about. If she had her own body, they'd be more like sisters. But there was another sister coming their way. Looking for her idol that is believed to be dead. A flightless filly. She sighed. The day she arrived was going to be an emotional one. An emotional one indeed.