Was this it? Was this the dream or nightmare that I was wanting to enter? I was ready for anything regardless of what was going on. I opened my eyes to see the exact same room as last time. I moved off the bed and began to think.
I was moving! Last time I wasn't able to move, was I? I looked down at my hooves as I balanced on two legs. I was able to move them! I began to pick myself up with my magic as the dark blue aura enveloped my form and lifted me slightly. I cancelled my magic and stood on the ground again with all my hooves planted against gravity.
I rushed forwards towards the door and smacked it open with the weight of my body. The door surprisingly broke at the top as a very prominent crack scarred the outer surface of the door. I wasn't in the mood to stop. I needed to do this! I began to slow as I literally strolled down the corridor. Lights flickered on and off, trying to scare me out of this place. I didn't hesitate.
As I followed the corridor downwards, I began to see a change. The corridor looked more real and life-like. Even though it was run down with beds, chairs and tables filling the debris that were flipped over and broke, I didn't stop! I watched as things became a lot more like the movies. It almost felt like I was in a post apocalyptic setting, with no pony to talk to.
I could see a figure in the distance. It wasn't bright enough to see who the pony was. I approached slowly, not letting my guard down. I got behind the pony as the light flickered again and illuminated… Nightshine! She turned to me with a crazed smile as my thoughts seemed to stop. I looked at her as another flicker lighted my vision. Her coat was matted red and black. A knife was also present in her hoof.
I began to hear a voice in my head that began to play with my mind as I watched the fake Nightshine lip sync the words.. "I would do this for you! If you were to get hurt, I would only have myself to blame! I must be punished!" She stated, directing the anger she had back at her self. I watched in horror as she looked at me with pleading eyes. I didn't look away as she held the knife up to her throat. "Y... you're my everything!" She whispered as she dragged the knife through her neck and then turned into dust. I looked at the dust before it slowly diluted into the ground.
"What did I just watch?" I asked myself out loud. I walked down further into the corridor and noticed another figure. This time the figure was leaning over the wall.
I move past Tremor with the knife still pressed into his back. I locked eyes with him as I walked past. Chains and locks became present on his hind legs as I got further away from him.
I then stopped as I was placed into a room. No doors to leave, no windows for light, even though there was light all over the room and no beds or tables. Only two chairs facing each other. I carefully walked up to the chair and sat down before looking at the other chair to find Colt sat there.
"Hello Mist! How are you doing?" He stated with no emotion. This was wasn't him, that was sure, but what was it? I thought.
"Who are you?" I asked as I began to stand up in protest. Colt looked at me and tilted his head.
"I have no idea what you are on about there Mist, but I can assure you that I am just Colt!" He lied. I looked furiously at them with anger dwelling in my throat, ready to shout with all my might.
"What are you I mean?" I stated quietly, almost like a growl.
Colt stood up and placed his hoof on my shoulder. "That's the question I was waiting for! Ok, so how do you want this? Tough to believe and simple, or descriptive and easier to believe." He state with all the time in the world at his hoof. I pondered at the thought before looking at the pony that was imitating my friends appearance.
"Descriptive!" I stated.
"Take a seat then!" They ordered with a smile and a chuckle. I slowly returned to the seat and sat on it, looking them dead in the eyes.
"Ok which one first?" Colt asked.
"Descriptive then short!" I calmly announced, readying myself for anything.
Colt took a deep breath before sighing. "You know the accident that occurred a couple of days after the paintballing thought that you had in the last dream, the one where you were unconscious for a couple days, well… I secretly cast a certain spell behind the doctors back…" He admitted, looking down at the floor. "I used dark magic from a spell tome that I had acquired in Saddle Arabia and it worked with the intention of what I wanted it to do." He added.
"What?" I asked. Before he continued with the story.
"The purpose of the spell was to split my soul in two, one part of my soul would stay in my body, while the other, entered the body of the patient. You!" He stated, with a muffled growl.
I looked at him with a mixture of emotions racing through my mind. "So, you're soul bound to me?" I asked with a hint of curiosity. He nodded.
"Mist bud… everything that I am saying right now and in your head, is me. I'm alive inside you, but not inside my body. The spell had diminishing returns to the caster!" He stated with a sigh.
"Like what?" I stated, wanting to find out more.
Colt stood up and walked to the wall behind me and made a window. The window had bright light shining through it, as an image of a valley appeared from the outside of the window.
"After I cast the spell from the book, it gave me two years to live! The changelings didn't kill me, even though it may have looked like it with the blood spewing out of my muzzle. It was the spell taking hold of me. My insides must have been destroyed by the spell and that is why you saw blood forming at the corners of my mouth, as you put it anyway!" He guided as I tried to keep up with him.
"So you didn't get killed by the changelings?" I asked as I tried to process it.
He nodded at me from the window and signalled for me to come over. I approached him before he balanced on two hooves and wrapping his forehooves around me for a hug. I hugged him back as I stood on two hooves as well. I embraced the hug as much as I could before letting go and peering out the window. The valley landscape was beautiful and I watched as it slowly dissolved into a bright velvet night. The stars shone brightly like punctures in the endless void. I looked back at him and smiled.
"I just wished my stallion was here to be with me, but you're good enough to be with until you die." He blurted out, gaining a confused look from me.
"I thought you had a mare friend Colt?" I asked.
He nodded before he turned to look into my eyes. He held my hoof in his as he began to speak. "There are some things that I don't want to tell you because it would bother you, but since I am bound to you bud, I guess there isn't much I can hide. After I had my colt Firerush, I sort of had problems with my relationship. She left me and left Firerush with me. I spent my days looking after him and found a stallion that was up to the task of looking after him while I was working in the guard. His name was Whiplash, he was a pegasus from Cloudsdale that had come to Canterlot to get something for himself. I met him way back, before I had even thought about joining the guard. Anyways, he came to see me and I asked if he could look after Firerush for me while I worked. He accepted it and we kind of grew. Together! Eventually we found out that we both had feelings towards each other and… yeah." He spoke, trying not to remember the good days.
I looked shocked, but still continued to look into his bright green eyes that reflected the stars coming from the fake window.
"You could have told me that bud. You could have told me that you liked stallions!" I stated.
"I like both, but now prefer stallions." He muttered to me with a slight blush.
"Ok then… don't go getting any Ideas mister! I don't want to have thoughts of any stallions I see to go through my mind. Only yours!" I commanded as I pointed at him. "Anyways, was it you who killed me in the nightmare?" I added, questioning him further. He nodded.
"I needed to get rid of you until you got your horn fixed by Professor Starfall! I would have kept killing you otherwise!" He stated with a mischievous grin growing on his face.
"Thanks for that by the way!" I stated quickly after.
He nodded before looking at the night sky that was being displayed on the window. "I am able to hear, smell, taste and think as you do, but I am not in control. I probably could speak to you from inside your head!" He blurted out.
I smiled to see him perk up like that. "Maybe if you like, I could go to see Whiplash and Firerush sometime, that's if you are able to point me in the right direction and want me to." I instructed.
He looked back at me with his beautiful green eyes. God damn it, was I falling for him? I thought.
"Yes… yes you are bud, but hold yourself back. You have your mare friend and I have my stallion!" He warned, reading my thoughts like they were displayed in front of him. "And yes to the former question… it would be amazing to see them both!" He stated with a happy sigh.
I blushed a little, knowing that if I had any lewd thoughts, that he would be able to know and would probably pick me up on it. He smiled at even my thoughts just then. I sighed and swore at him with my mind. He laughed. Then I smiled.
"I will try to talk to you once you wake up, is that alright?" He questioned. I nodded at him before he paused. "Oh and umm… you might want to explain to Nightshine and when you get to it, you might also want to do the same for Whiplash and Firerush too!" He reminded me. I nodded before rapping my hooves around him again as I hugged him tightly.
He then drew out a display of weapons with his magic. "What one do you want?" He asked with a little amusement in his voice. I looked concerned as he looked at me with no emotion. "I have to kill you here to make you wake up! I would try to kill myself, but as you can see…" He announced as he brought a pistol to his head and pulled the trigger. The gun crackled and lit up the room with a flash as the bullet passed through him and hit the wall on the opposite side. I frowned at the scene before picking up my knife from the table.
"Always use this one, just to give me a reminder that you're with me whenever I draw it out!" I stated as a tear made its way to my face. Colt smiled and held my hooves with each of his. He held the knife up to my throat and waited.
"Until we see each other again…! He blurted out as it was muffled by sniffles as he began to cry as well. He sliced my neck as my vision faded to black…
...I could hear muffled whimpers and cries drowning out in the background as they got more distant, until there was nothing left but blackness...