//------------------------------// // Foreshadowing // Story: Destined for Chaos // by ChaosknightRB //------------------------------// Foreshadowing The light in the cave was dim. What little light there was would glimmer as he walked by. The only sounds to be heard was the clanking metal he took with every step. In the shadows sat someone cloaked in black. They mysteriously hidden one sat silently as the sturdy pony approached. “It would seem an element has been slain.” There was no response to his words. “I suppose you would already know that. After all, you're like the rest of us.” He stretched out his legs. Several bones made faint cracking sounds as he let out a sigh of relief. “I think I'll go out for a walk. I could use some fresh air. Want me to say hello for you?” The figure simply sat in silence. "Didn't think so. Try not to do anything exciting for a change while I'm gone." The pony walked away without another word. Sitting alone once again, one word can be made out by the figure. “Chase...” You'll never escape because you don't want to. You're afraid of it, afraid of him. I've shown you what he really is. Now you understand what he'll do to you. You say you trust him? How naive of you, child. He will turn on everyone he knows. Even you. Don't worry, I'll make sure he can never hurt you... “No!” The pale mare shouted sitting up with a start. She winced in pain as her chest suddenly felt like it had been hit by a hammer. Panting heavily and in a cold sweat she took the time to observe her surroundings. It was dark. Really dark. The soft sheets on the bed where she sat were ruffled from constant fidgeting. She could make out a few chairs close to her, a set of curtains that hand from a nearby wall, and a crack of light coming from under a door in front of her. She was sure she'd been here before, but everything seemed so...hazy. The mare shook her head and laid it back on the comfortable pillow beneath her. Her eyes were heavy and she didn't much feel like moving around. “Maybe just a few more minutes.” She yawned, “Hours...” “You knew the whole time didn't you?” Being trapped within his own mind was rather awkward for Chase, but it's not like he had a choice. His alternate self remained silent as they walked along the dirt road towards Canterlot. Chase could see the palace off in the distance, nestled on the side of a mountain lit by the nearly full moon. Night had long since covered Equestria and it felt like they'd been walking for hours. Although he wouldn't speak, Chase knew Wrath had something on his mind. Probably because I am his mind right now. “Not gonna talk huh?” Wrath sighed. “Not interested.” Chase was surprised he finally spoke. “Took you long enough.” He poked at Wrath. “Now why are we leaving Ponyville? Luna told us to stay put there.” “Do you really think I care what some princess wants me to do? I'm leaving that town one way or the other.” Despite his obvious displeased tone something else clued Chase in to how Wrath felt. It was difficult for him to pinpoint, but it seemed like he could feel the emotions of his body's co-owner. “And before you ask we're not going back.” “I...” He hesitated for a moment. “I guess I can agree on not going back.” It was now the smokey grey pony’s turn to be surprised. “You agree? You mean we actually agree on something? Either you've finally turned to full chaos or have some stupid reason of your own.” “Well it's kinda...” “Good grief it's her isn't it?” Chase remained silent. The pony laughed. “You really are an idiot aren't you? You took an interest in the fake one and look where it got you. Think that prissy mare will be any better?” No response. “Well kid let me tell you a little something about love. It's useless. You'll drop your guard and get hit when you least expect it. You got to experience a classic example of it today and nothing good came of it. Well except killing Deceit, but that was a lucky outcome on your part thanks to my power, nothing else.” Chase could feel a string being pulled when he mentioned the word love. He'd expected a being that embodies anger and vengeance to find no value in it at all, but his feelings were different. Almost as if... A sudden thought came to him. “Wrath, were you in love once too?” Wrath went silent.