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// Chapter Two: The Cupcake Song 
// Story: Of Insanity and Discovery 
// by anonymous_brony 
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Of Insanity and Discovery

Ch. 2


"Fire."

My life flashed before my eyes in that instant. There was the Apple family, the wonderful ponies that had taken me in after my mom died, and there my old friends from Ponyville. Ah, and there was Pinkie Pie the best friend a pony could have. There was one picture that flitted through my mind as I was heading to my death that I didn't recognize though, the face of a white pony with beautiful purple curly hair. I didn't know at the time why this picture of such a wonderful smiling face, would have the effect to bring tears to my eyes. Anyway, in the moment it took for the ponies to pull the trigger, all my life had flashed by my mind's eye.

But nothing happened. I raised my head slowly to see why I wasn't dead yet, and to my surprise, all of the ponies had turned their attention away from me. Only to transfer it to a pony that had appeared on the out skirts of the Everfree forest. Something seemed almost… familiar about this pony. As if I knew this pony before.

I moved away from Ponyville as a young colt to go to archeology classes in Canterlot. (Yes there is such a thing as archeology classes.) So I didn't get to know all the ponies as well as I would have hoped. But… there was defiantly something familiar about her light purple mane and orange body that I couldn't quite place. I knew this pegasus from some were, I just had to remember were.

"Fire you ingrates! And this time, don't miss her!" Trixie shouted staring at this new pony with hatred that could only burn form years of pain and misery at this pony's hooves, Trixie reached up and rubbed the eye patch that covered her left eye. "Kill her!"

The group of ponies all aimed their weapons once more and fired. Only to miss again, it wasn't that hard to see why. There was a heat haze in that area that must have made them misjudge where exactly this pony was. Or that was what I though until I realized that the haze was only on top of the pony, not on the trees that were off to her right and left, but only on her. The ponies were starting hysterics when they saw the haze was only around pony as well. No longer was there any form to the ranks of ponies. Just all of them in a maddened state repetitively sending bullets one after the other down the field. Not one connected with its target. With the growing fear and insanity that devoured the minds of the ponies came a lack of judgment. The ponies left all safety precautions and some of the group got caught in friendly fire.

Chaos. A word that seemed to fit this insane field quite nicely I had no idea why these ponies were going insane… it just didn't make any sense! At least half of the team that was assembled to kill me had died, with the others in a state of pure madness. I glanced up to see if the pony that had started it all had… I don't know why I looked up, but I did. And I saw something that will haunt me for the rest of my life. This mare had grin on her face that went from ear to ear in a sickeningly unnatural smile. Then this orange mare started her song.

"All you have to do is take a cup of flower…"

Sharp blades extended from her blood red horseshoes, and she dived at her attackers. In moves that require the utmost in strength and agility, she leaped into the air, summersaulted and slashed open the back of a brown colt with a light yellow mane.

"add it to the mix."

He fell the ground screaming in pain as spurts of blood erupted from his back. But this mystery mare wasn't finished yet.

"Then take a little something sweet not sour."

As soon as her hooves hit the ground she sped with quickness that seemed impossible at a large group of ponies that were frantic now to kill her.

"a bit of salt, just a pinch."

Firing their weapons over and over again, they tried to hit this target. Even if they were aiming they couldn't have done it.

"Making these teats is such a synch, add a teaspoon of vanilla."

The mare bucked the first pony sending a mare with a deep purple coat and pink mane crashing to the ground several yards away with a broken neck and shattered skull.

"Add a little more and you count to four, and you never get your fill ah…"

Even the group of ten against one, the group was finished in a matter of seconds.

"Cupcakes, so sweet and tasty cupcakes."

Within a span of time that seemed far too short, the field was empty of anything living except for this mystery mare and myself.

"Don't be too hasty cupcakes, cupcakes, cupcakes, Cupcakes!" Thus ended her song of pain and death. This mare came up to me bloodied knives raised to kill. But she stopped barely two inches from my face. The strange menacing smile gone from her face. She came in closer her nose and my touching. Her eyes grew wide in surprise and alarm.

"Twilight Sparkle!?" She screamed in confusion, "You died! In the blast! How are you here?! I saw you die in the library!" The look on her face changed rapidly from confusion, to despair, to over whelming happiness. This mare came in and hugged me so firmly that a small gasp escaped my lips from oxygen deprivation. "Oh Twilight, you don't know what it's like to live alone for years. I mean ever since Pinkie Pie died in that attack I've had no one to hug, and before she died Rainbow Dash went off to fight with Cloudsdale to fight the empire with the pegasus rebellion." This mare had started to sob on my shoulder by that point. "Ever since I left the Cutie Mark Crusaders, (sob) my life has been terrible." The mare's eye's came up to meet mine and I remembered were I had seen her before. This mare before me, was Scootaloo.