(The author of this story was trembling in a corner. His hooves twitching as if wanting to carry said author away from the danger he currently faced. That danger an angry Pinkie hair flat and eyes twitching.
"you have some explaining to do ultra what took you so long to upload a chapter of my sister's story?" asked Pinkie smacking an enormous mallet in her hooves.
Ultra swallowed in nervousness "w-well first I got sick at the beginning of the year it was a cold."
"Ok I'll accept that one what else?" asked Pinkie
"My sister got married." said Ultra
Pinkie's hair temporarily puffed back up. "ooh congratulations I hope she is very happy I'll have to throw her a party later." pinkies hair flattened again "what else?" asked Pinkie
"My dog died." suddenly Fluttershy who was trying and failing to calm down Pinkie suddenly started crying. "oh no that's so sad not Zeus, not that precious lab." She said while hugging Ultra. Ultra patting Fluttershy on the head
Little did Pinkie know Ultra had been sneaking from the corner making it possible for him to run
"I sense you have one more excuse what is it?" asked Pinkie raising her mallet
"I got writer's block?" asked Ultra
Pinkie twitched before charging towards Ultra "STUPID EXCUSE!!!!!"
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!" yelled Ultra as he ran away
Pinkamena who saw it happen from the start rolled her eyes and said "start the story.")
We start our story here dear readers. In the show, Parasprites are annoying little things. Able to eat any food it comes into contact with. Before twilight’s spell that made them eat objects nearly razing Ponyville to the ground. Though the events that plagued Ponyville that summer day wasn’t the only time that Parasprites caused trouble for the ponies of Equestria.
The Parasprites began as a last-ditch effort to reign havoc on the ponies. With a snap of the paw of the spirit of chaos before being encased in that unforgiving and lifeless stone. Those horrible little insects were born from the ether.
Their appetites impossible to satisfy, there means of multiplying impossible to stop. It took a musical mind to finally banish them elsewhere. What the archivists of canterlot will tell you that they are little more than pests.
However, what they do not tell is that they are more than that. That if left unchecked life as the ponies know it would cease. All that would be left would be a barren empty world devoid of magic.
today we are going to reveal the truth of the Parasprites
P.O.V Pinkamena
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It had been about two months since I had that creepy experience as my sister thanks to poison joke. It may have not been a big deal to some because they would like to be that happy and spontaneous, but for Celestia’s sake I had a rep to maintain becoming the mare juggernaut was not easy darn it. As people and ponies say it's hard to build a rep it's easy to ruin it. It's been a little while since I spoke about my dojo. Everypony in said dojo were advancing at a good pace Rainbow Dash barely passed to get her orange belt. But afterward I had to scold her a bit about proper rest I know she had experience with karate but the teachers were poor at best and complete morons the worst. Not giving your body the proper rest from physical exertion was paramount to suicide.
Luckily Rainbow understood and promised she would slow down a little and follow proper guidelines to Kung Fu. Derpy surprisingly joined the class a little while ago. Apparently, she felt that these skills would help in areas such as lower Manehatton where the more rough and tumble ponies tended to live. She wouldn't be wrong it would help for that. She was up to green belt despite barely starting she was a prodigy in the art.
Big Macintosh also joined the class to help defend the farm with my friend AppleCider. They both showed extreme determination. They were both yellow belts not impressive sure but with the share will power they put forth I could imagine that they could go up the ranks quickly.
But off of that topic, short I know but It’s been a while but anyway. Over the past few days, I felt a sense of foreboding for two reasons. One: the Grand Galloping Gala was in a month and that was when Celestia would spring her horrible trap for me. Two: you ever feel as if your doom was approaching but you couldn’t put your finger on why? That was what I was feeling now
And because of that, I have been looking around everywhere trying to find the thing that was causing me to have these feelings. But it seemed no matter where I looked I couldn’t find what was causing this feeling. The only time I had felt this before was a horrible family event
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Ten years ago
Pie family farm
I remember the beginning of the event like it was yesterday. We had plenty of good rocks harvested to sell. We also grew plenty of gemstones which made the bulk of our bits back then. We sold stone for everything from wall building to foundation. It was actually quite an interesting and complicated process growing rocks. What I didn't know at the time was that the rocks in Equestria were not normal. They were a little biological the rocks we grew started out as little pebble-like seeds.
Which when planted in the ground that was enriched with magic grew into larger more tough rocks. Though the interesting thing about this process was that the pebble seeds didn't have variety. They all were the same you got the different rocks depending on where you planted that pebble seed. The ground was full of magic that's true but it had all kinds of different magic. Which when it came in contact with said pebble seed would mutate the pebble into different rocks and gemstones. But believe it or not (I didn’t at the time) pebble seeds had a plant by date. If it wasn’t planted before that time the rocks became useless. Growing cracked or chipped meaning they had to go to the rock break pile.
Which all of us had a turn in breaking the rocks. Because for some reason unlike rocks on earth the pebble seeds were inside the rocks like a piece of fruit. Which They then were ready for planting again. Anyway, the whole process went like this. We would first plant the pebble seeds we were on all kinds of terrain from desert to grassland to forest. Plant a seed in the forest and you got stone such as granite or basalt. Granite for smooth large squares put to use in making stone walls. The basalt for the base roof layer, before they put the hay on the roof for insulation. In the desert, you got gneiss and sandstone.
Gneiss was used for road paving while sandstone could be used for outdoor patios. The grassland held magic that made that pebble seed turn into limestone used in blast furnaces that blacksmiths used in there forge. It also gave us marble used in the construction for many of the buildings in canterlot. If you planted a seed in the ground in a lake it would give us sapphires if we planted a seed then built a fire pit over it and kept that fire going then we would grow rubies. Enough oxygen and pressure and we would grow diamonds. The only things to my knowledge that we didn’t grow were amethysts and onyx. Because the amethysts required saturation from not only the lands magic but a unicorn's magic as well. The other required the same except it also needed to be saturated in black magic which we were not willing to mess with. Though the really rare gems were risky to try and procure fire rubies required a bunch of steps that required patience and luck. The steps for a fire ruby were as follows
Step one: plant the seed near or under a source of fire, keep the fire stoked and hot.
Step two: let steep for a period of five to six months letting it transform into a base ruby (this was the step my family usually stopped on)
Step three: unearth ruby and put immediately into heat magic box to keep ruby from setting into a permanent ruby base.
Step four: if the fire that is over ruby begins glowing blue or white skip step three and keep the fire going and put ruby into the flames. Ruby should absorb all of the flames transforming it into fire ruby. (this was rare because magic was quite twitchy. Wild magic does what it wants if it feels like making a fire ruby it will make a fire ruby) if the fire does not change put the fire out and unearth ruby, put in fire magic box. Be wary only other way to make fire ruby is bathing it in mature dragons fire. This is especially risky as mature dragons can be quite aggressive when anypony goes into a dragon's territory.)
Those were the steps and we just weren’t willing to risk anypony using the dragons method and we just did not have enough resources or time to wait for the fire to turn blue or white. anyway we would then allow the rocks to saturate with magic and when a few weeks past we would unearth them to then we would check the rocks or gemstones for purity the bad going on the breaking pile, the good going in the many baskets we would then put on a cart ready to go to Trotsville for selling and processing and sending to construction projects across Equestria. Or in the case of the gemstones to many jewelers and enchanters. That particular summer that led to my phobia. The mental association of Equestria named in spritephobia the acute fear of Parasprites. What people didn’t know was that yes Parasprites ate food and multiplied like crazy but they also ate magic if they couldn’t find food. I was about fourteen at the time. I had the forest plain unearthing the granite for a big shipment to Fillydelphia. Now, this was where a lot of my boosted strength came from.
Big granite blocks weighed quite a lot at least six tons. It built up my strength fast. I had unearthed my fifteenth block of granite when I saw it. A strange little bug was sitting on top of one of my granite blocks. It had a round spherical body, Big compound eyes short stubby legs and transparent wings. It chirped at me now normally any girl who sees something like that. With its cute look would squee before taking it home but me? One look at it and I knew something was wrong. I tried returning to my work but the insect kept chirping at me. Annoyed I turned to tell the insect off when I saw what would begin my family's nightmare. It leaned over a bit and sucked the magic right out of the granite causing it to crumble. Then it looked like it was going to puke before it opened its mouth and another insect came out!
Those two insects then went to two other granite blocks before sucking the magic out again! Two more insects being spawned this time. That is when I knew it was time to run. I used all of my strength to get back to the farmhouse. When I got back father asked why I had returned so early. When I explained what I had seen he went from grey to pale white.
In a great bellowing voice, he told everyone to go to the emergency shelter. This shelter was massive it covered about a mile of the underground. It had food water and comfortable beds. The only problem was that it was on the edge of the farm five miles away. The forest where I was working was less than fifty meters away.
We began to walk towards it at a decent speed. But then a sound that would haunt me for years to come was heard. A loud ominous buzzing was heard in the air. Its sound could be heard for miles. Everypony began to run at this point. But as for me, I was foolish enough to look back. What I saw stayed in my nightmares for years to come. Do you think that you are the first shrink that I have been to Doc? Not even close I had to see so many different psychologists all at the support of the crown. Even these days I have occasional nightmares of the events that happened that day. For when I looked behind me there was a dark enormous cloud of those insects. It was at this moment that I froze fear gripped me like no other. In an instant flashbacks of what had happened to send me to Equestria in the first place flashed through my mind.
And all the while the swarm got closer my pupils dilated I began to sweat profusely. My knees were knocking my entire form was trembling. I begged and pled to anyone to help me live. Unfortunately for me one answered. “Child you must hurry the Parasprites will not be merciful. They consume everything they touch!” yelled Granny Pie as she picked me up that was when my instincts told me to run. We ran fast I remember my last sight before the worst of it happened. We made it about four miles, father and mother shouting at us to hurry the fear in their eyes, my granny, unfortunately, was getting on in her years her speed was hard to maintain without breaks. She was on her knees in the field. I had skidded to a halt turning around to run for Granny, I was a few feet in front of her when the swarm crashed down onto her I saw her wither and fade away in front of me.
Then the swarm came for me several had attached to me and began to drain me of magic. We ponies had to have magic. Young ponies without magic could live without it for a week or two at most. Old ponies depending on how old they were could die anywhere from a few days to a few seconds. Granny Pie was close to about two hundred years old she never stood a chance. As for me, I was drained of about ninety-five percent of my magic by the time father fought them off with some of our water with a water hose. For the next six months, my family and I would spend time in the hospital. My family barely clinging to hope that I would recover from my magic being drained. In the meantime, they had coped grannies form in marble. A sort of memento to who she was what she taught me and my sisters.
When I had awoken from my magic coma the pain I felt when I knelt before grannies improvised grave was so staggering that my heartfelt pain was felt all over the farm that day. It took three or four months for us to restore the magic in our land the Parasprites had almost drained the land dry. The only reason that they didn’t was that Celestia’s special force came and disposed of the little punks. But because of that day, I developed a permanent fear of Parasprites.
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Modern day
Ponyville
It was with this trepidation that I arrived at Rarities shop. Unknown to me however was that Fluttershy had found a certain insect while out getting apples and flowers. It had multiplied and twilight and rainbow now each had one. I had gone to Rarities to help repair my Combat Gi it had several tears in the shoulder and one of the legs of the pant part was missing. I opened the door or at least attempted to the door for some reason would not open.
So I exerted more effort to open the door but I heard a voice on the other side say “sis I really insist you don’t come in right now.” said Pinkie
“Pinkie open this door right now I have a class to teach this afternoon and I am not doing it unprofessionally by having my Gi look like this!” I yelled
“Sis I insist you really don’t want to come in.” said Pinkie
“Pinkie Diane Pie either you open this door or I will use my Jishen ken to blow it open!” I yelled
Let me explain the Jishen ken or earthquake fist is a technique that I came up with to hopefully one up Celestia with it. But apparently, I would have to showcase it early. What it entails is basically I use my connection with the earth to augment my strength. From five times to fifty times my normal strength. That paired with my magic weights which increases gravity. Let's just say that I could be called a proto alicorn in strength.
“But then you would be doing something horrible to a friend and I know you are friends with Rarity and Radiance. Rarity for all of the times you go to the spa with her and Radiance for helping her with her inventions. Neither of them would appreciate you destroying their door. So sorry no can do.” said Pinkie
“I can literally replace her front door with a pure gold one if I wanted. It could be made of platinum and encrusted with bloody large Diamonds now for the last time. Open the door.” I said in a dark tone
“I’m sorry sis I can’t there is a pest problem that needs to be taken care of before you can.” said Pinkie
Instantly the vein on my head popped I did not have time for this class was due to start soon.
With a loud growl, I drew my fist back tapped into the energy of the very planet and thrust my fist at the door.
P.O.V Pinkie Pie
Hi everypony or is it everybody I can’t remember which *snicker* anyway I’d better hurry and write this before my sister finds out I nicked her journal again. I suppose I should start by saying that today was definitely not a day I was prepared for.
This morning I was preparing for little Cotton Tail’s birthday party she wanted the whole shebang a band streamers confetti and countless balloons it would take all of my party planning skills to pull off. It would also take about seventy percent of my earned bits. But that’s ok cause it was always worth it to see somepony smile.
Let me explain I am a certified level fifty party planner that's max level meaning I am able to provide parties to everyone and anyone I feel needs a party. It wasn’t easy either I started party planning after I got my cutie mark experts noticed my skill and recommended me to Silly Saddles school of Party Plotters. Who taught you the skills you needed for basic party planning (you graduated at level ten.) from there every few years or so you took an advancement test each one geared higher and harder until you hit max level.
Ok, so I had been to about three or four stores beforehand picking up the paint, streamers, balloons, cake ingredients only the best! The only thing I had on my list left was a birthday dress that the filly wanted. And that meant going to Rarities. One thing rarity excelled at was dressmaking. As I made my way towards rarity I reviewed what I had to do this week.
First was little nimble hoofs birthday it was on Wednesday today was Monday then The Ponyville Construction crew just finished that new office building I had to throw a party for that but it was on Thursday then Mayor Mare had Family coming what better way to welcome them to Ponyville then with a Party. That was on Friday then of course on Saturday was general fun with friends. I can’t wait to sho- oh I’m here.
There was Rarities looming before me with its fun looking carousel design. Too bad it didn’t work like a real one. I could just imagine potential customers having fun on it while waiting for their turn to commission clothing. I tried suggesting that she do something like this once.
Rarity only gave me a funny face before turning around to continue working. I might suggest it again sometime later.
Anyway I entered Rarities and saw to my shock and horror that they were holding Parasprites instantly a flashback flooded over my waking mind
Ten years ago
Manehatton psychiatric office
It was an awful time. After the invasion of the Parasprite swarm. Things took a long time to get better. It took three days for them to be put down by Celestia's special forces. When we finally ascended out of our emergency underground shelter. It was with heavy hearts.
The farm was in shambles what we felt on out farmland was even worse. The magic that was in the ground was nearly gone. We would barely be able to scrape by. That day was also the day I decided to pack up and head out to go to party school to learn what I needed to become a professional party planner. Little did I know that my sister was impacted the worse out of us.
Her magic was nearly drained as much as the land. It took six months for her to get her magic back to a stable level. She left the hospital worse than before.
Pinkamena snapped, anything small with translucent wings instantly sent her down on the floor eyes dilated and shivering in terror. At night she would wake up screaming and begging for her life. One night it came to a head. Her personality had split from the horror.
From what I had heard before I rushed to the psychiatric hospital was one-night father woke up to a scraping sound. Not knowing what the sound was he went downstairs armed with a pitchfork. When he turned into the kitchen he gasped in horror.
Standing there was Pinkamena but she was radically different. Her fur was a darker pink than usual her mane was the same flat style it always was but it was also a horrible mess. Her pupils were the size of pinpricks. She had a creepy smile on her face and she had a large knife in her hand. On the wall, she had carved several Parasprites and words that had creepy meanings on them. This is when father knew that Pinkamena had finally succumbed to madness.
With tears in his eyes, he knocked Pinkamena out and put her in our cart and began the journey to Manehatton. Soon after she was admitted to psychiatric care. On a lot of our visits, Pinkamena was still carving things into the wall. On two occasions Pinkamena nearly stabbed some ponies. Once was when another patient who had extreme OCD tried to stop Pinkamena from carving into the wall. She didn't like that and she chased said patient with the pen she had.
The second time was when one of the staff escorted by some security woke Pinkamena up she bolted out of bed held the staff member down with a shiv in her hand saying “you should have let me sleep.” before being tranquilized.
Whenever we visited it had to be behind a special physical resistant glass wall. Seeing her struggle with her mental sickness always brought pain and sorrow to us. Even Maud who usually had shown no emotion couldn't help but cry seeing Pinkamena in this state.
It took a total of two years and seven months for Pinkamena to regain some form of mental stability and an additional five months of psychiatrist visits for Pinkamena to be in complete control again. Pinkamena swore to never visit a psychiatrist again while I and my sister's Maud, Limestone, and Marble swore to never let Pinkamena see another Parasprite ever again. The heartbreak we experienced as well as the threat of the reemergence of Pinkamena’s second personality was too great to ignore.
That day I had developed a specific Pinkie sense cue for Pinkamena to tell when she was near it also told me when she needed comfort of if she was fine.
Modern day
Ponyville
I quickly ran over to the group. “Guys what are you doing? Why do you have those?” I asked
“Aren’t they great Pinkie Fluttershy found them this morning” said Twilight
“No they aren’t great they are horrible they eat everything in sight we mu-” I started to say before getting interrupted
“But how could anything so adorable be so bad?” said Rarity
“That’s how they catch you off guard they look all cute and adorable next thing you know they are eating and multiplying all over the place. Where did you even find those?” I asked
Fluttershy spoke up “I was out this morning picking flowers for Princess Celestia’s arrival. As I filled my basket this little guy was standing on top of my apple basket. Sure he ate all of the apples but the poor little thing must have been starving.” said Fluttershy
“Uh huh and let me guess as soon as you got here to show our friends that Parasprite there was suddenly more than one.” I guessed
“Yes how did you know?” asked Fluttershy
“Because my family has the most experience with those monsters. They almost ruined my families rock farm. I will not put my loved ones at risk again because of those things. Now if you’ll excuse me I need to start gathering instruments.” I said I started walking towards the door when...uh oh ear twitch, knee pinch, nose twitch. Uh oh, Pinkamena was coming quick gotta do something.
I ran through Rarities shop to the front door, quickly picking up anything I could get my hands on and jamming them in front of the door. Suddenly I heard the door rattle then the door bend inwards a little as Pinkamena was trying to get through.
“sis I really insist you don’t come in right now.” I said
“Pinkie open this door right now I have a class to teach this afternoon and I am not doing it unprofessionally by having my Gi look like this!” yelled Pinkamena
“Sis I insist you really don’t want to come in.” I said I began to pray to any deity to have her leave.
“Pinkie Diane Pie either you open this door or I will use my Jishen ken to blow it open!”
That made me super nervous if Pinkamena used that there was no doubt that not even this stuff would be able to keep the door closed. The door and some of the wall might be gone.
“But then you would be doing something horrible to a friend and I know you are friends with Rarity and Radiance. Rarity for all of the times you go to the spa with her and Radiance for helping her with her inventions. Neither of them would appreciate you destroying their door. So sorry no can do.”I said
Hopefully, that would make her go away I know that she wouldn’t want to upset one of the few friends she has made.
“I can literally replace her front door with a pure gold one if I wanted. It could be made of platinum and encrusted with bloody large Diamonds now for the last time. Open the door.” Pinkamena growled
Crap she had me there as both a boxing champion and grandmaster martial artist she got paid a substantial amount of money. She could do that so replacing rarities normal door with a replacement was child’s play.
But despite this, I could not in good conscious open that door and subject her to the horror that was in the shop.
“I’m sorry sis I can’t there is a pest problem that needs to be taken care of before you can. I said
I heard a horrifying growl from behind the door before the door exploded sending chips of wood and the things I used to barricade the door everywhere.
In a flash, Pinkamena got very close to my face glaring down into my eyes.
“I… am… getting… this… repaired.” said Pinkamena with a burst of steam from her nostrils
She then walked up the stairs towards Rarities inspiration room.
“Sis please don’t go in there I don’t want you to have another psychotic break please.” I plead
“Pinkie what are you talking about all I am doing is getting a GI repaired not an entire wardrobe as crazy as that would be.” said Pinkamena walking through the door.
P.O.V Pinkamena
I opened the door to Rarities Inspiration room “Rarity can you repai-” my voice cut off mid-sentence as I saw the familiar winged monstrosity that my friends were holding. Both sound and the room began to fade away as my vision began to tunnel. My knees began to knock and a cold sweat began to form.
The pupils of both of my eyes shrunk to the size of pinpricks. My heart pumped painfully as the fear began to take hold. Instantly years of repressed memories surged forth from the recesses of my mind. The fear of the event itself from my foalhood, the time that I couldn’t remember when according to my family I had taken quite a dark turn. All of the therapy visits, the medicines, my family watching me to make sure I didn’t fall back into the abyss all of it came rushing back.
Unknown to me that day a dark entity that had been hiding in my psyche came out to play.
She was the original Pinkamena the dark entity that had lain dormant inside of Pinkie. She used to be weak because of the love that Pinkie had shown to her family. That and boredom wasn’t really an intense negative emotion. The day that I had appeared to Pinkie and her family the original Pinkamena hitched a ride into my mind. My already harrowing experience of being shot by terrorists was negative enough. It already fed itself on that experience. But that day with the Parasprites was when the intense negativity came and fed her to the brim and next thing I knew my next two years were dark. I felt like I was floating in darkness I didn’t know what was up from down.
The only thing that saved me was a light shining in the darkness and when I reached up I was finally back in my body. But I could feel that dark personality still lingering in the dark recesses of my mind. Smug in knowing that she could take over whenever she wanted.
It was only due to my martial arts discipline that I was able to keep her subdued it was one of the reasons I sought out my sensei. I needed that sense of control back.
Never before had I backpedaled so quickly. As if a dragon was coming to burn me.
“Why WHY DO YOU HAVE THOSE-THOSE DEMONS?!” I shouted pointing to them
“What do you mean demons how could something so cute be so bad?” Asked rarity
“You don’t understand these things eat everything. And I mean everything and if they can’t find edible food they eat your magic. KEEP THOSE THINGS AWAY FROM ME!” I yelled the last part out as they tried to bring one of those monsters closer to me.
“It’ll be ok these dears are so precious I’m sure they are harmless.” said Fluttershy
I took my Gi and headed to the door. “Mark my words soon enough those things will show their true colors. When that happens I hope and pray that we have enough food stored to satisfy these things and that nopony suffers from getting their magic drained.” I said as I stormed out
Six hours later.
I had no choice but to cancel the class. Halfway home a headache began to form this was not good. Usually, for me I did not get headaches. They began when my mind broke all of those years ago after I had finally regained my sanity. The headaches would come and go along with frequent blackouts. Sometimes I would find bug guts all over my clothing. It wasn’t until I had a horrifying dream that I knew I had to do something.
The Dream
I was in a castle which appeared nice and in good condition. The walls were white, the marble blocks clean, and the pillars whole and undamaged. The banners had a picture of me on them and were intricately woven. On the floor was a long rug going up the hallway. Stained glass windows dotted the walls making a kaleidoscope of color on the floor. Each window showed a positive event in my life such as when I appeared to Pinkie and her family or when I stopped a bandit from taking advantage of my sister. There were also some windows that were fogged, so I was unable to see the events that would be depicted there.
I could hear birds chirping and the sound of a babbling brook outside. The sun was shining, brightly lighting up everything.
Every room was clean and organized. Some had large beds with royal red bedding and were draped with white curtains. The throne room was beautiful with statues of angels lining the walls. The throne itself was gold with wings on either side of it and a carved sideways halo on the top.
I was happy in this dream seeing everything so beautiful and bright.
But dread began to fill me as if a siren was calling, and I looked towards the other half of the castle.
At first, I couldn’t see anything because it was so dark. I suddenly felt something in my hand. When I looked I saw it was a flashlight. The dream was trying to tell me that something was wrong.
I pointed my flashlight down into that dark hallway and clicked it on gasping in fear as I saw what that flashlight revealed. This half of the castle was worse than I thought. The marble was crumbling and rotted. Pillars lay broken and scattered while only a few remained standing. The long rug was ripped and tattered. Puddles littered the floor while thorny browned branches of what was once green vines covered the majority of the hallway. What could have been beautiful colored windows, were broken, and only a few were intact. These windows depicted the horrible moments of my life the clearest and prominent being when I had my psychotic break. The tapestries had a most terrifying image one with my fur the darkest pink I had ever seen.
In the picture, my smile was wide and borderline crazy my sclera was black. My irises crimson with slit pupils. My clothing was ragged with many rips and tears. The most terrifying thing, however, was that I was covered in blood, and was wielding a knife. The tapestries themselves were tattered and in ruin.
Every room was a mess with debris. The throne itself was black with jagged thorns and with what looked like remains of blood.
I dared not go down the stairs behind one door. The darkness down there was thick. Screams of pain and agony could be heard. Sounds of rain pattering against the castle could be heard outside. Lightning flashed every few seconds providing small lighting that hardly lit the dark unforgiving hallway.
While exploring this horrible desolate part of the castle the feeling of being watched never left me. The feeling of dread grew like a weed inside of my heart getting worse and worse over time.
It finally reached its peak when a hand placed itself on my shoulder I turned around quickly and my breath caught in my throat.
There she was the pony on the tapestries. Looking just as sinister as the picture portrayed. She wore the same clothing I did only more ripped and shredded. Her large flaying knife was in a sheath on her thigh. Her creepy eyes stared in glee towards the stairwell. that same stairwell that led to such horrible anguish. She then looked at me with that same horrible smile.
“Isn’t it glorious so many victims suffering. Such a pool of darkness. But not as much as you my dear host. All the suffering you have dealt with alone. Your death due to terrorists, the kidnapping of Pinkie, ooh and the death of granny pie to those...Parasprites most glorious negativity. But the first event with the terrorists. These boomsticks that brought you here in the first place. If only I could get my hands on some of those. Ooh, the massacres that I could cause.”
I was shaken this didn’t make any sense did the event of the Parasprites make me psychotic? Did it cause my personality to split? This dark version of me looked at me and smirked
“I know what you are thinking but no I am not a part of you. See when dearest Faust decided to give you another shot at life she really should have thought twice about sending your soul to dear Pinkie for reformation. I had been imprisoned in dear Pinkie when she was born her free to work on mommy and daddy’s precious farm. While I in all of my negativity was imprisoned in that goody two shoes filly.
But then your soul came and you formed from her body. This was my chance I could just feel the darkness oozing from you. So I took my chance and latched onto your soul. Unfortunately while a better prison. A prison is still a prison. So I waited and bided my time hoping just one more negative event would happen. The final tipping point where my prison would become a staging area.”
Dark me suddenly disappeared from my view before reappearing with her face close to my ear
“Don’t worry queen I won’t take control now. But when that day comes where things are too much for you” she whispered this last part “control will be mine and Equestria will face its darkest hour”
I woke up in a cold sweat since that time I did all in my power to remain in control no matter the circumstance. But all of my will power wasn’t enough it’s one of the reasons why I found my sensei in the first place he was the only one that was able to teach me some semblance of mental discipline needed to strengthen my mind to the point where I could reimprison the dark side of me. Unfortunately, my sensei said due to the mental strain that came with the horrible things that had happened in my life. I wouldn’t have perfect mental discipline. Meaning if the situations that I found myself in were too much my mental defenses would shatter letting my dark side take over at her pleasure.
Seeing the Parasprites here now was putting a mental strain on me. It wouldn’t be until later that twilight tried a spell that shifted the Parasprites focus from food to objects. But unfortunately, she did not get all of them in that spell. The Parasprites would claim five lives all older denizens of Ponyville. The funerals would be sad the families in pain. If not for Pinkie I imagine that the toll would have been a lot worse. I would not be able to help with any of it because of my paralyzing fear.
Little did I know that deep inside me my prison cracked a little with quiet whispers of insane laughter