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// Chapter 3 
// Story: The True Story of Vanilla Beam 
// by VanillaBeam 
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Chapter 3


As I followed the stallion, I noticed we were actually going outside of town, past the forest, and into a dark cave. In there, he had a little bed, a library set up, and a cauldron sitting in the corner. I didn't pay no mind really, this looked like a cozy little set up.

"So, are you ready to be my helpful test subject?" Hexyl asked.

"Sure thing. Wait, "test subject"? What do you mean "test subject"?" I asked him.

"Well, I might as well tell you then. You see, I am a unicorn, but my horn doesn't work. So, in order to do magic, I must use a book of spells, and this magic staff." He lifted his cane into the air, and the blue gem ontop began to glow. Now I know why his cutie mark was his cane, it was his wizard staff.

"Y-Yea.......... um........ I'll be going now." I said, as I slunk toward the entrance of the cave. Hexyl hit his staff on the floor of the cave, whiched caused the whole cave to shake. As I tried to keep my balance, the cave entrance was being blocked off by a huge boulder. I was trapped inside.

"Sorry Vanilla, but you already agreed to help me. There is no turning back now." he said to me. He hit his staff on the ground again, and pulled me closer to him in two seconds flat. I went from being anxious and helpful, to scared and helpless.

"Now, about that spell I was going to practice on you....... hmmmm........ I'll have to look into my spell book, I have it bookmarked." Hexyl moved toward the table and began flipping pages in his HUGE book of spells. Whatever spell he put on me just now, prevented me from moving. I was literally a living statue.

"Ah, here it is." he proclaimed. "The Reduction Spell: This spell reduces any object, living or non, to any given size of the casters choosing." You see that tiny bookshelf over there? I already used the spell on that one, and it worked perfectly." He pointed his staff in the direction of the tiny bookshelf on the floor. And it was very tiny.

"Great, so it seems to be working. So I really can't help you then, right?" I asked.

"Oh contrare, that bookshelf isn't a living organism, YOU are." he said.

"So why didn't you just use an animal from the forest? They are living creatures."

"I could've, but most of the forest creatures are already small. If I shrank them, I would never be able to find them. So using another pony would be ideal for me. Stop trying to get yourself out of this, there is no turning back."

I was pouring down sweat I was so scared, and with nothing else said, his staff began to glow again. Hexyl then began to speak in a weird kind of language that I never heard before. There was wind that began to pick up from inside the cave, even though we were sealed inside. After another two minutes of this, a bright light began covering my eyes, blinding me where I stood.

And then, it quickly went black.

When I awoke, I figured that I just had a horrible nightmare, and I was still under the bridge. BOY I WAS WRONG! I looked around my surroundings, and I saw the same room I saw before, only now everything seemed to tower over me like houses and mountains.

"Wh-What happened to me?!"

My question followed up with a large BOOM! with a tremor that accompanied it. Then another, and another. Soon, a huge shadow loomed over me. I was so afraid to look behind me, but I knew I had to. So I quickly turned to face a new horror for my life. A giant stood towering over me, alomst a hundred and fifty feet bigger than I was. After close observation, I figured out who this behemoth was. It was Hexyl, towering over me, looking down with a huge smile on his face.

"IT WORKED! MY SPELL WORKED!" he happily stated, his voice now booming in my ears. I had to cover them before they could burst.

"AREN'T YOU SO GLAD THAT YOU WERE PART OF SOMETHING SO BIG? HEHEHE, I MADE A FUNNY." he said.

"I'M GLAD IT WORKED, NOW CHANGED ME BACK PLEASE!" I demanded politely. He just boomingly laughed.

"I DON'T KNOW HOW TO SAY THIS, BUT I'LL HAVE TO DO IT THIS WAY. THE SPELL I USED ON YOU WAS AN ORIGINAL SPELL THAT I MADE UP. I PLAN TO MAKE VARIOUS SPELLS IN MY PLANS TO TAKE OVER CANTERLOT, AND FINALLY DETHROWN CELESTIA. AND BECAUSE OF YOU, I HAVE A NEW SPELL I CAN USE. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR KIND HELP."

I stood there in horror as I heard this. I mean, I know Princess Celestia is capable of protecting herself, and can beat this mad pony, but I just helped this guy in his quest to rule all Equestria. I just doomed thousands of inosent lives. I screwed up AGAIN, big time.

"THANK YOU, AND WELCOME TO YOUR NEW LIFE." he said, as he hit his staff onto the floor one last time. The world around me went bright, and then black.