Twilight’s head felt like it was stuffed full of cotton. Everything was so loud. So bright. So disorientating.
“Is she awake?” Came a booming voice, from where Twilight couldn’t tell. It seemed to come from everywhere at once.
“She should be awake soon, my Queen.” Came another voice, this one a little less loud than the female one.
“Good. I’ve waited months upon months for this opportunity, and I don’t want to wait much longer.” Came the loud, booming voice again. Twilight’s ears instinctively flattened against her head. It wasn’t as loud, but it still made her cringe.
She squeezed her eyes tightly, trying to get control of the headache that was threatened to send her back under again.
‘Mmhh, what happened?’ The unbalanced pony thought. ‘What happened last night? The last thing I remember is coming home from Pinkie’s party...’
‘But... there’s something there, at the corner of my mind. Something else happened last night. But what?’
She let out a small gasp, as some of the feeling was starting to come back in her legs. Nothing but pins and needles for the moment.
It hurt to think. There were simply too many variables to understand, too many things that might have happened, too many.
Too many... things vying for the attention of her chaotic mind. And she hadn’t even opened her eyes. What had happened? Where was she? Were her friends okay? Who, what, when, where, and, most importantly, why?
‘Just one thing at time Twilight. First thing first. Assess your surroundings.’
Twilight took a breath, held it, and opened her eyes. The breath exploded out of her.
She couldn’t see.
‘What? Why can’t I see anything! Come on, come on, what could have happened to cause this!?’ Twilight thought, beginning to panic. She needed her eyesight. How could she ever stand next to the Princess again if she couldn’t see?
Twilight blinked rapidly, trying to bring her eyesight back. She began to see flashes of light, and brief spurts of color. Her panic receded a little, but only to return as the booming voice spoke again.
“Ah, look, I do think she’s awake now. Twilight? You awake?” Came the loud, booming voice, bringing her out of her stupor.
“Ye-” Her voice cracked, and she was sent into a coughing fit, her dry throat getting a throb of pain with each cough.
“Oh, Twilight, what was that? I couldn’t hear you.” Said the voice. Twilight’s head was clearer now, and as such, she was able to tell three things about the voice.
One; she could tell that it was female.
Two; the voice was used to being in command. She could detect an undertone, akin to Luna’s Royal Canterlot voice.
And three; she knew that voice, even though she still couldn’t place it. Her mind was slowly clearing the fog that clouded it. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to make things make sense.
Flashes of memories flitted through her mind, never staying long enough to actually discern the importance of the memories.
Black creatures...
Her house...
Applejack and Rainbow Dash were in her house late at night.
Are they okay? What happened?
“Twilight. Look at me.” Came the voice, this time, instead of from Twilight’s front, came from the right of her.
Swinging her head around, she did what was asked, well, demanded of her. Opening her eyes back up, she feared the worst. She was afraid of the possibility that she was still semi-blind.
She wasn’t. Everything was still blurry, with a fuzzy line on the edges of everything. But it was becoming clearer and clearer with each passing moment and every blink. Standing in front of her was something white.
And it moved. Her sight now recovered sufficiently enough to make out medium sized details, and as her sight traveled up the white legs, Twilight was surprised at the size of the pony. She only knew of one pony of that size, and that was the Princess.
Eyes reaching the torso of the pony, she saw that she had wings. Wings shaped surprisingly like the Princesses. Twilight began to have a suspicion. But what about those flashes of broken memories she kept on getting.
“What can’t I remember?”
Continuing on upwards, Twilight saw nothing of the golden necklace that signified Princess Celestia. Twilight seemed to visibly deflate. The sense that maybe she had been safe left her.
Reaching the mystery pegasus's head, she saw the familiar eyes of her mentor, but...
but that was impossible! There was no horn!
But....
But wait a moment.
There was a horn. Could it be?
“Prin-” Her voice cracked. Swallowing, she tried again.
“Princess? What happened? Why are-.” Once again, her voice cracked.
“Why are you here? Is that what you were about to ask?” The Princess said.
Twilight, not trusting her voice, merely nodded.
“That’s simple Twilight. I want my revenge. And you, the very pony behind my downfall, will help me achieve my goals.” The Princess said, her eyes glinting an evil green.
“Wha? Princess? Wh-” Twilight was actually speechless. What had happened!?
Twilight’s hair had started to stick out in several places, and that only seemed to give the Princess nothing but happiness, as her smile widened. And as such it served to fuel Twilight’s stress and paranoia, and her hair was sticking up in more and more places with more and more regularity.
“My dear Twilight, do you really think that I care about your little friendship reports? That I cared whenever you’ve done my little dirty work for me? Well, I suppose on some deep and buried level of my soul I do, but I’ve been alive for far too long to care about something like that.” She said, that evil glint never leaving her eyes.
Then she laughed. She actually laughed. Right in Twilight’s face.
Twilight finally snapped.
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Thanks to Evilpresident for Pre-reading! He kept things from going everywhere but where I wanted.
Thanks to something888 for Pre-reading this also!
Special thanks to ProtheanBrony for Proof-Reading this fic.