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// Chapter 1 
// Story: Mother of Evil 
// by God of Demons 
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Manehattan is undeniably the most beautiful city in Equestria, a strong competitor to Canterlot. This idea, though quite bold, but also has the right to exist. Many centuries ago, the government of Equestria determined the fate and purpose of this metropolis. A huge number of networks of enterprises with a wide variety of specializations. Here you can also find shopping centers, which are mainly located near the ocean bay. Their purpose is to transport products, goods and items from distant friendly countries to pony lands and, accordingly, sell them to local consumers. This procedure is quite important, because Equestria, despite its development and power, cannot have all the primary and secondary personal necessities for residents. For example, Yakyakistan supplies high-quality medicinal herbs, berries, and potions for pharmaceutical and magical research.

And this is only a small part of what can be said about it.

The perfection and uniqueness of this city is manifested in other areas of pony life. But all this would not have happened if the inhabitants themselves were not so zealous and adamant in their goals. Each of them conscientiously does their job. Which is a consequence of the fact that huge crowds of ponies replace each other on the streets of the city. Everyone is in a hurry to do their own thing. But Manehattan is very large, judging by the geometric characteristics, and therefore there are special ponies with carriages that can deliver their employer to anywhere in the city in a short time.

And now one of them reaches the intersection at full speed and at the last second manages to slip between two of her colleagues and turns right. Of course, such a sharp maneuver strongly shook the transport to the side.

“Ah!” a mare with an oily coat squeaked a little louder than usual speech and pressed hard against the back wall of the transport, trying to maintain at least some balance. Her soft pink waves of the mane immediately trembled from such a sharp swaying, and the bangs covered most of the face and swirled a little at the small nose, tickling and threatening to make a sneeze.

"Sweet Celestia, please don't be in such a hurry, sir," the young unicorn's excited, tinged with annoyance voice cut through the silence. She looked at herself in a small mirror and with her magic frantically wiped off a long ribbon of lipstick coming out of the right corner of her lips and going almost to the temple on the same side.

"But Miss Rarity", slightly slowing down the pace of the gallop over her shoulder, turned into an earth pony with a brown mane and dark orange fur, the stallion did not take his eyes off the road, "Mistress Fleur de Lys extremely rarely makes such orders, and if this happens, it means her and your case is of the utmost importance. I have no right to let her down."

It was amazing to see how this pony manages to clearly express his thoughts during such intense loads. Rarity raised a hoof and lightly patted her mane where her neck met her torso. But even so, she smiled softly and mentally praised the running stallion in front. By the way, his name is Flame Stream. He is the personal taxi driver for the previously mentioned Miss Fleur. He is too young for such a profession, but he still managed to gain the attention of such a high-ranking pony.

And this is not surprising.

Rarity remembers that last Monday when she and Miss Fleur were accidentally caught in a heavy downpour after another fashion show ended near the Statue of the Pony Liberty. Spectators and participants of the events quickly took various taxis and other means of transportation. And they could spend long hours behind the scenes with roofs, if the Flame Stream, who had a maid today, as he said, had not arrived in time, took a cart from somewhere and made a small roof out of his jacket and umbrella. Such a carriage helped us a lot and Flame successfully drove us to the nearest hotel. He himself could not hide from the rain, he was an earth pony. Fleur greatly appreciated such a bold act and hired him as her personal taxi driver. Of course with a triple salary.

Warm memories instantly enveloped the mind of a fashionista. A soft and gentle smile did not fall from her face. She could not believe that her famous model friend would ever be disappointed in such a stallion.

"No need to be so dramatic, darling," Rarity purred in a flirty tone, "Your boss trusts me a lot, which means she will take my words as pure fact if I give you the highest rating for your services. Please do not go beyond your own limits. Or you want so that my tender heart will worry about you if you unfortunately go to the hospital?"

The taxi driver did not look in our direction and continued to pull the carriage behind him. But even so its obvious signs of nervousness were noticeable. No not like this. From hooves to the mane, he was stroked with thick embarrassment. The whole face was bright red, like the tips of the sore ears. The hooves during the run were slightly pulled, which a little difficult control of their own body. The facial expressions of the flame stream grimaced slightly by the type of shy foal of the schoolboy praised a beautiful mare.

"Um ... I ... I don't know .... you .."

“You should not worry so much, Mr. Stream”, a quiet thin voice rang out on the opposite side of the carriage, “I ... we are going to visit a friend, nothing to happen to be serious. Therefore, you should save your own health ...I- If you do not mind of course”

Fluttershy said the last words with a rush. She was a little afraid that their words could depreciate his efforts in the performance of their work. Although there is no sense in this logic, there were still fears. The yellow mare snuggled slightly and held the right wing to the right corner of the carriage. Flame's dangerous maneuver still acted on her. She pushed her pink strands from her face, trying to look at the back of the nap of the stallion running at all. It seemed to her that he was thinking tensely.

“Okay, you won,” I exhaled Flame, “How can I not fulfill the small wishes of such beautiful ladies?”

It was a simple compliment, designated by a rhetorical issue. This technique of flattery is as old as Equestria itself. The stallions were not rarely established relations with influential partners in some major business or simply wanted to make a pleasant one for their special ponies. This flattery has always worked. And now no exception.

“Oh my,” Rarity giggled muffledly, fingering the tip of her mane, “More carefully with expressions, dear. Or are you planning to make us your regular employers?”

"T-Thank you for the compliment", it was all too much for the Fluttershy. She closed her face with the front hooves, hoping to hide the absolutely red skin and wool. Not only did Rarity put them in an awkward position with a flirt from ponies during working hours, but they were praised. He praised her appearance. This kind of compliments have always been a weakness of mare. When someone claims that she is beautiful, it always seems to her that she is exposed special. As if its beauty can shine against the background of a colorless society. "Shine" is drawing unnecessary attention to yourself, and Fluttershy didn't like it.

The next five minutes passed without talking. Unless Rarity occasionally told Flame where and which street to turn. Fluttershy herself directed her gaze to the window opening, where the buildings and ponies constantly replacing themselves were visible under the influence of the carriage. Flame listened to us and reduced his speed a little. So at least the surrounding review did not erode. The yellow pegasus could now distinguish between constructions by external signs: she met small houses of flower merchants, broken by yellow or orange inserts; Ordinary residential buildings with less bright flowers and of course, by her vision could not but go unnoticed by the theatrical quarter of Bridlway, through which we drove and turned to the left.

Fluttershy remembered this place very well. Oddly enough, but for this she could thank Stygian. In those days when he was ... let's say ... darker, she, together with friends and with a idol of Twilight, searched him throughout Equestria. And by mistake we were brought by traces of this main area of Manehattan. As it turned out, the map in the Twilight Castle was old and showed the lands of the pony of the ancient era. On the site of the theater quarter Bridlway, there were dark abandoned lands. It was obvious that Stygian could not recover in such a "bright" place. And this is not surprising. The central square of the city was the most technologically equipped. Numerous billboards, advertising neon signs, light animation stooms. All these things with their existence said that life is too intensively here.

Life passes too intensively, Fluttershy mentally repeated to herself and lowered her head sadly, If they all found out what happened in Ponyville, would they be energetic as now?

]Pegasus felt her eyes get wet. She tightly closed her eyelids, trying not to let out wet drops of grief. She now had similar attacks often and Fluttershy could not do anything about it. Pony jerked her front hooves, miraculously keeping from covering her face. No. Rarity is still here. She shouldn't see her like this. During these four days, the girls have endured so much, Fluttershy does not need to start all over again.

"Are you feeling well, darling?" Fluttershy turned her head sharply towards the source of the voice. Luckily, she didn't cry. Rarity continued, "I noticed your shoulders were shaking."

I don’t understand, she guessed everything or really didn’t suspect anything, she mentally asked herself. Pegasus and continued to look at her friend’s face, trying to find at least some clues in her eyes, in her face, in her lips. It didn't work out.

After a few seconds, the pony slightly moved her pink mane to her face and replied, turning away from Rarity somewhere forward: "It's okay", Fluttershy mentally scolded herself for lying, "It's just ... a little cold"

The purple-maned unicorn looked at the window to her left, then at the other one next to Fluttershy. Yes, she could assume that because of Flame's fast ride, the air in the carriage circulated with the air from outside with great intensity, but still this is not enough to make the pony feel cold...

"A-Anyway," Fluttershy continued softly, noticing the skeptical look in her friend's eyes, "Any news from Miss Cup?"

Rarity looked back at the pony to her right and twitched her ears. She didn't expect this question, "Um, as far as I know, Cup didn't send me any letters, only the one you and I read yesterday. If she didn't decide to share this news with the other ponies," she said last with a smirk and added, "Why do you ask?"

"It's just... I feel like there's something wrong here."

"Fluttershy dear," the white unicorn said warily, “Have you signed up for Rainbow’s training? If so, then you should take additional courses, otherwise you will never be able to scare me.”

Fluttershy looked at her in surprise and then quickly turned away with puffed out cheeks. Rarity began to laugh elegantly. As soon as the pegasus wanted to continue the conversation, she and her friend felt the carriage slow down and come to a complete stop after about thirty seconds.

The mobile taxi stopped so that Fluttershy's window was near the sidewalk. The yellow pegasus looked through the window at the small building they were supposed to enter. This is a residential building with six floors, and each of them housed eight apartments on the front side. Fluttershy paid more attention to the exterior of the building. Here, the walls were built of light bronze-colored reinforced concrete slabs, the window inserts were made of bright red wood, and Fluttershy knew a tree with this color of internal fibers ... from the Everfree Forest. Pegasus trembled.

"Arrival destination on 167 Glittering Victory Street," Flame Stream said formally and cheerfully, "Have a nice evening, Miss Rarity and Miss Shy."

"It was a pleasure for us to use your services," Rarity said in a sweet tone as she put a large amount of bits into the stallion's side bag, "You can keep it, darling."

"But Miss Rarity, there's too much..." Flame couldn't finish because he felt the mare leaning against his left front hoof with her right shoulder, she craned her neck up hard to get close to the stallion's cheek and began to giggle passionately, "...I....I got it...I got it. The desire of my employers is above all."

The flushed taxi driver convulsively closed the side bag and abruptly moved from the spot, wanting to pass the nearest front intersection as quickly as possible.

Rarity waved her hoof at the stallion and then walked towards the building, "What a cute pony, isn't it?" she asked rhetorically, smiling contentedly and walking past the pegasus.

"In public... in front of everyone... how embarrassing," Fluttershy covered her face with her hooves, her speech more like a strangled squeak from a kitten.

"Fluttershy, let's go," Rarity ignored her comment and was already approaching the entrance, inspecting and assessing the outside area of the building.

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Three minutes later they took the elevator to the fifth floor. The metal box, designed for vertical movement, stopped with a low whistle and pushed the doors, a long corridor appeared in front of the mares, on the sides of which doors leading to different apartments were visible.

Rarity didn't think twice and stepped forward first, stepping over the line between the elevator and the floor with her hooves. The pace of her walking was fast, which could imply that the unicorn did not want to spend much time on this visit. Fluttershy immediately followed her, trying to stay as close to her right shoulder as possible. Pegasus tilted her head slightly forward and bit her bottom lip a little. She was a little nervous, because their conversation about Miss Cup was not over yet. And this whole situation looks suspicious. The yellow pony quickened her pace a little. The two friends began to walk in line with each other, and Fluttershy slightly spread her left wing and touched the top of the unicorn's right hoof.

Rarity turned her head so that her right eye caught her friend's face, an enthusiastic faint smile shone on her face, "Did you want something, dear? Oh, I'm sorry if it seemed strange to you that I quickly looked around. Just try to understand me, you just look at these doors", the unicorn pointed with her left hoof at the doors far in front and those next to us, "Each of them is absolutely unique! Just look, they were all chosen for the design in a very specific way. Both the color and the material and the embossed the surface finishes were tailored to the individual preferences of each occupant, and I can tell you for sure that none of these doors are sold in stores."

With each new proposal, the face of the fashion designer gradually acquired familiar features. Eyes filled with life and creative passion. And Fluttershy sees it.

She couldn't help but smile at that moment.

After all, the beginning of the trip to Manehattan was not very pleasant. Pegasus had to put up with Rarity's behavior. She pulled away from reality and closed her eyes for a few seconds, but those few seconds were enough to replay a moment from the past when they got here by train. The memory is clear, as if it happened a few seconds ago. When they just moved away from Ponyville, Rarity decided not to doze off much and asked to wake her up after three stops, the pegasus did not say anything extra, and was even afraid. After all, the way Rarity spoke to her was something that Fluttershy never wanted to face. Her voice was...unnatural, not her own, comparable to meeting Starlight for the first time in that Equality Village.

The same sharp and not sincere, as if she was trying to hide something. But she doesn't get it well. After all, the suspicions were confirmed that Rarity was in an unstable state.

But she doesn't get it well. After all, the suspicions were confirmed that Rarity was in an unstable state ... she made a very unpleasant scandal. In fact, nothing terrible happened at that moment, Fluttershy understood that this is life and a pony can find itself in any unpleasant situation. Except it was hard to explain to the unicorn who pissed off her friend. The poor pony was walking past us with his little dog in a specially portable container. All security measures were observed: the animal is isolated and the owner is nearby. But that wasn't enough for Rarity. In that carriage, Fluttershy didn't know what to do: stand up for her friend or listen to the poor gray unicorn with a blue mane. The fact is that when he walked past us, his pet began to bark and, moreover, very loudly and furiously. And Rarity did not like all this, she quickly got up, forgetting about her fatigue, and began to harshly scold the unicorn for "irresponsibility" and "lack of culture". Normally, Rarity wouldn't act like this. She, like no one else, must understand what it is like to have a very capricious pet. And even when that pony apologized and wanted to leave, the fashion designer insisted on continuing their conversation. This conversation was for the most part consisted of discontent and indignation of her friend. She pointed out his mistakes to him, gave hints of his limited thinking and all that sort of thing. Fluttershy herself stared at the white unicorn in shock, wide eyes staring at the whole argument and that was all the pegasus could do. Or not. She couldn't do anything. The situation was one in which there were no right decisions. She knew that Rarity had gone too far and should not be so angry at a stranger pony for small mistakes. But she couldn't blame her friend either. Probably THAT incident is still in Rarity's mind...

Fluttershy returned her consciousness to the present. That incident began extremely unpleasantly, since ten minutes later the conductor came to them and helped her calm her friend and the angry unicorn, everyone went to their places, and Rarity sat in her place and did not say anything until arriving in the city. This ending was relatively perfect.

Now the pegasus looked at her friend, who continued to talk about the "extravagant" construction and decoration of every door that they had before their eyes. To be honest, the pegasus did not understand much. Rarity uses too many unfamiliar design terms. But this doesn't matter. The fact that Rarity started the conversation first and that she flirted with Flame is proof that she is beginning to recover mentally. Fluttershy couldn't be happier than she was now.

"I did not expect that my description of the exterior of the apartments would be so interesting for you, dear," the purple-blue pony made a pleasant comment, "I am very pleased that this topic is of interest not only to me. If you want, I can help you with choosing a new door or furniture for interior decoration!

"Um..." What an unfortunate incident that happened, Fluttershy was only happy for her friend, "Thanks for the offer, Rarity. But I'm fine with it for now."

A note of annoyance appeared on the unicorn's face as they approached the correct door to their right. This door was painted pale yellow with green insets around the edges, giving the appearance of a writhing dragon.

"You should think twice, Fluttershy," Rarity said with fake hurt as she approached that door and stood to the left of it, facing the pegasus, "Discord has no taste in elegance and fashion. I understand he wanted to help you after when my sister and her friends burned down your door...but why did he create a new door with swampy paint?! It doesn't match the look of your cottage!"

Rarity would like to continue her indignation, but she suddenly heard her listener begin to giggle softly, trying to cover his face with his left hoof to be quieter: "What's so funny?", This action from Fluttershy caused the unicorn to arch an eyebrow and look skeptically at her friend.

"Forgive me," the pegasus tried to chuckle, "Don't get me wrong please, but this incident reminded me of the time you and Discord argued about my new door. You also argued to him about the incompatibility of my house with his gift... and he threatened to paint your boutique the same color"

Fluttershy couldn't help but laugh softly, also covering her face with her hoof. Pegasus understood that her chaotic friend could hear all this and Rarity would very much regret the words that she said.

She looked at the white unicorn again and saw how she made a tight smile, a few drops of sweat flowed from her forehead. She seemed to be thinking the same thing, "W-What's the nonsense, darling?" she said with noticeable nervousness as she looked around, "I'm sure he's not going to do something so childish...yeah...right ...Anyway, we're already there!"

Rarity turned to face the door and lifted her right hoof and brought it closer to the middle of the door. She was about ready to knock, but...

"W-Wait," Fluttershy suddenly stopped her friend, but she didn't expect her to say so loudly, "Like I said before, I think there's something wrong here. Usually if ponies have problems with their pet, they're the ones who come to and they point out problems to me. Now I'm coming to the pony, so he or she is not able to bring their pet to me. So I think there is a serious problem. Ms. Cup assured us that there is nothing serious, but I still worry that I did not take with me medical devices, a dropper, surgical instruments, bandages, antiviral ointments and solutions. I didn’t even take a container for transporting animals.”

During this monologue, Fluttershy's head gradually lowered, and the pupils began to resemble small dots. Anxiety gradually began to grow in the mare's heart. She has no idea what she's about to face. An acquaintance of Rarity did not divulge the details to us, but said that it was very important. Of course, Fluttershy could not refuse help, especially when it came to cute, small and defenseless animals.

What if I arrive unprepared? What if someone's life could depend on me ?, these questions unfortunately could not leave her mind. Fluttershy closed her eyes tightly and tried to calm herself. But her loud breathing betrayed her.

"Oh, oh, oh, take it easy, darling," the unicorn ran up and hugged her friend with both hooves, "I swear, with such imagination, you should have become a writer. Come on ... let's just go and find out for ourselves. I'm sure everything will be fine."

The yellow sand pony opened her eyes and looked first at her friend, then at the door. A sense of insecurity prevented Fluttershy from taking the unicorn's words seriously. But in one thing, Rarity is definitely right - you must first assess the situation yourself. They have already wasted too much time. She turned her head to the pony, who continued to comfort her, and looked into her eyes. Rarity froze for about ten seconds, distracted by the interesting look of her yellow partner. Bolder features, a calm look and a slight nod were confirmation that they were ready.

"That's better," smirked the unicorn and again stood in the same position against the door. She brought her hoof closer and knocked three times. The knocking sound was surprisingly muffled, although according to Rarity, Equestrian wild oak doors are popular in such apartment buildings, and have a special sound. Of course, it is irrational to use it in a public house, but this disadvantage is compensated by the high strength and durability of the material. Fluttershy noticed that there was still no answer and therefore wanted to tell Rarity to repeat it.

But both mares suddenly tensed up when they heard the loud thumping of metal mechanisms heard in the door's key hole. They immediately stood next to each other and began to expect a long-awaited greeting. The door began to slowly open, and as Fluttershy could see, it moved without a single creak. Which was very different from her home. She stepped a little closer.

The door opened fully and the two mares were able to see a short pony, even shorter than Fluttershy, with a fiery orange mane and tail streaked with yellow, and the coat was dyed a pale shade of pink. The mare looked at her guests and smiled warmly, narrowing her eyes a little.

"Good evening, my dear guests, Fluttershy and Rarity," Miss Cup said in a calm and motherly voice, for her middle age she sounded quite resonant, "Please come to my humble abode. I hope your stay here will reflect positively on your mood."

Miss Cup opened the passage for the mares and extended her right hoof towards her apartment, tilting her head just a little.

Fluttershy, without hesitation, began to enter the place with her friend. The adult pony followed them and when all three crossed the threshold of the apartment, Miss Cup closed the door and hurriedly invited her guests into the kitchen. But…

Suddenly, the landlady overtook Fluttershy and turned around to face the puzzled ponies. She stepped closer to them and pulled them both into a warm hug. Fluttershy looked at Rarity in confusion, but the unicorn did not look surprised and only looked at her friend in confusion, then at the adult pony.

"I'm so glad that you came. It's just that the situation is very difficult for me. This whole problem appeared relatively recently and there were no troubles. But still, I would like to ask you for advice in order to avoid any risks. This is your field of activity," at the last sentence, Miss Cup freed her guests from her hooves and looked at the pegasus.

Fluttershy exhaled calmly from the knowledge that nothing terrible had happened: "I will be very glad to help you, Miss Cup," the yellow mare said in a soft tone, spreading her wings a little.

"Any time, dear," Rarity entered the conversation, fixing her purple locks with magic, "But first, let's visit the kitchen. Our journey has been long and tiring. I would like to relax and discuss everything in a calm atmosphere."

The earth pony shuddered and perked up, her face took on the look of surprise mixed with naive confusion, as if she had been caught in some childish prank. She turned sharply towards the white unicorn and tilted her head in embarrassment. Then she began to apologize, in parallel inviting us to the kitchen. The dining room itself was surprisingly small, you could even say that it could only fit four Big Macs.

Yes, it's rather strange to give a size estimate like that, Fluttershy thought, looking at the wallpaper with a reverent look, What unusual patterns and colors. Green tones in the kitchen, light blue in the corridor, and most likely in other rooms as well. But such accurate detailing is very rare. Rarity said that Miss Cup is working as a theater actress at the moment. Hmm... perhaps this was to be expected.

Both ponies were already seated next to each other at the table and were waiting for service from the owner of the apartment. At that time, she was already pouring boiled water into both bowls. Then, from the top shelf above the sink, the pony pulled out two small boxes. One was red with purple subtle drawings, the second was the same, but green.

"Would you like some green tea or some strawberry flavor?" Miss Cup turned her head towards us.

"Strawberry flavored, please," Rarity replied casually and looked at her friend, who timidly nodded in her reply, "We both, if you don't mind."

Miss Cup didn't need to be told twice. She opened the red box with a smile, took out two tea bags in some incredible way and lowered them into mugs. Three minutes later, she poured two spoonfuls of sugar into it for Fluttershy and one for Rarity. She put the used tea bags on a small plate.

Rarity was the first to bring the amazing drink to her lips and take a sip as she sucked in some extra air, which created a special sound when someone was drinking hot tea: "This tea is just incredible. I always knew that you never fail when it comes to choice of drinks. And no matter tea, coffee, wine, cider, cocktails - you always know what is best for the ponies, "said the unicorn, after which she took two more delicate sips.

"It's true," the pink-maned Pegasus added to her friend's words, carefully holding her mug in two hooves and drinking two sips too, then looked at the landlady with her most gentle and calm but grateful look, "It's very tasty, thank you very much"

"Oh come on...hehehe," the adult mare got nervous and sat down opposite them. Her cheeks were slightly reddened, "We...we're not here to praise me, are we?"

"Indisputable fact," Rarity said, and again magically brought the mug to her lips, "But first, let's deal with the problem for Fluttershy."

"Um...I'm not in a hurry, Rarity. You don't have to worry about it," Fluttershy said softly and warily, turning her head towards the unicorn and slightly lowering her hooves with the mug. She considered her friend's words strange, because even on the train, Rarity said that she urgently needed to resolve some design issues with Miss Cup.

"Oh, you don't have to worry about that, darling," the fashion designer said with a little laugh, "when we were getting to my adorable friend across town, I suddenly became interested too. I know your pet, a cat named Betty. She so cute and fluffy! I can't believe she's having trouble transporting her to Ponyville"

Miss Cup bent over a little and put on a guilty smile, wanted to take her mug to take a quick sip, but remembered that she had made portions only for the guests and was even more embarrassed. Then, unexpectedly for the two mares, she got up and with slow steps approached the door leading to the corridor. When she was close enough to the door, she stopped and did nothing for half a minute.

Rarity set her half-drunk mug down on the table and arched an eyebrow in surprise as she looked at her old friend. Fluttershy became a little nervous and looked at Miss Cup with concern. They had such a warm and relaxed atmosphere and suddenly something suddenly went wrong. Pegasus doesn't like it. Her thoughts were interrupted by an earth pony as she opened the door and slowly turned around to face the guests. She closed her eyes and lowered her head with a very loud sigh. There was a deep silence in the room.

"Fang...Fang! Come here," she suddenly said loudly, still holding her head down.

Suddenly, both mares turned their heads towards the exit from the kitchen, where some sounds began to swell. These sounds were difficult to identify, but mixed with the sounds of a small animal running lightly. Fluttershy breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was a cat...But isn't Miss Cup's cat called Betty? Fluttershy was about to ask about that.

Yes, that's just her mouth could not utter a sound and seemed to have dried up from the all-consuming horror.

She and Rarity looked fearfully at the bottom left corner of the exit to the hallway where a cat suddenly appeared and came and stood next to the adult pony. If this creature could even be called a cat. It was completely black, every part of its body was completely covered with "darkness". Due to the poor lighting of the corridor, it is difficult to see this creature, but Fluttershy clearly saw every inch ... from that it became even more scary. Rarity's horn went out and the mug fell on the table. It hadn't broken, but the tea was now covering some of the table's surface. This "cat" had an unusually large physique, his face was in the shape of a normal feline, only the chewing muscles were more developed. His eyes glowed a poisonous green... literally glowed, and it was because of this that they saw him in a dark passage. But what was the most terrible and made the two Elements of Harmony tremble with fear and reluctantly remember not the most pleasant moments before the great victory over their sworn enemies.

This monster cat was emitting dark purple waves of magic from the corners of its eyes. His body emitted thick emanations of shadow energy, it could be said that this creature probably consisted of shadows. The lower part of his body swallowed up the darkness of the corridor and the shadows literally stuck around the tail and hind legs, not allowing them to be fully examined.

There was deathly silence in the kitchen.