My mind blanked for a moment before it analyzed the situation. I’m not dead. She had lied... well, it wasn’t technically a lie because she hadn’t said anything but still. It was only another false hope.
The look on Cadence’s face was that of urgency and worry. I noticed we weren't in a dungeon but just a crummy hotel room. There were guards at the door but one had his helmet off and I recognized him. I can’t place a name to his face but I knew who he was. He wrecked my library two years ago when he crashed through a wall clinging to a small changeling foal. We became friends after the whole mess with the changelings was resolved. More familiar faces.
Logic currently told me this was possibly a rescue. Common sense, however, told me otherwise. They were surrounding me with familiar faces hoping that I’ll put trust in them and let my guard down. They want me to think its over. They want me to hope only so they can crush it later. I’m not stupid. I refuse to fall for it.
Part of me desperately wanted to believe this was real; that this was a rescue and to believe Cadence actually gives a buck about me.
That part of me was killed in an ungodly fire and thrown to the foulest and most savage beasts tartarus has to offer as food. Those same beast were then knocked into a cold, dark, and bottomless pit by facts.
Nopony gives a buck. In retrospect they probably never have either. They prey on the weak and the vulnerable. They’ve taken my home from me. They’ve taken my books. They’ve taken my family, my friends...
I shed a single tear.
...and my son. Goddess, I miss Spike so much.
They took my whole life away from me.
They can burn me. They can drown me. They can starve me. They can do whatever they want but there is one thing they will never do again.
They will never take my hope again...
...because I won’t ever hope again.
I’ve lived my whole life ignorant to what ponies are truly capable of. I never once thought that anypony could ever be this cruel, this unforgiving, or this heartless.
But I know now. I thought that Chrysalis was cruel. Her cruelty isn’t and could never be on this level.
The first time I saw Princess Celestia, turned out to be the beginning. She looked at me, only a filly, and started planning everything she had in store for me. This was quite possibly the cruelest act possible...
She built up my entire childhood. She told me I was told me I was special, taught me everything she could and motivated me to keep learning, and used me as a tool to save the world... theoretically, at least, because the former could have been staged. Then she took everything from me. But everything she took from me was a lie. Everything I did and knew about the world was for naught.
My very existence... is invalid... which I’m kind of glad for now. I have nothing left for them to take but my life... and I don’t want it anyways. Defiant to the end... or moreover uncaring but waiting for the end. It’s poetic justice really.
Cadene was scared. Twilight is awake. She’d resorted to the Royal Canterlot Voice to do so. Last time she was conscious, she was a crying wreck but now she’s just... not there. Twilight was awake and aware of the world around her but Cadence couldn’t feel any emotions from her. No aura whatsoever except small bit of defiance but that disappeared too. She was just an emotionless husk.
She knew she had lost the will to live. Twilight had told her as much and she saw it in her eyes. They were empty. Now her eyes were blank and seemed to suck everything into them like a black hole.
Cadence’s attention was drawn away as something that sounded like constant thunder grew louder and the building began to shake. When the sound was the loudest, light passed by the window and it was accompanied by the sound of multitudes of hoofsteps. The rumbling sound then decreased.
Like Cadence, Brisk Wind and Cool Ember made there way to the window. Cadence drew back the curtains and her heart sank while a simultaneous chill went up her spine.
Just outside in night, was an army of humans moving toward Town Hall. With them, were machines. Some of them she could compare to carriages while others were indescribable. She looked up and saw they had flying vehicles as well and in great numbers. Looking back down, she became alarmed.
While the majority of the humans went further down the street, a few groups of them were moving building to building. Cadence looked back at the human lying on the bed. They need to leave...
Cadence heard voices echoing in the hallway. It sounded like they were heading up the stairwell.
There was nowhere to go.