//------------------------------// // Insanity // Story: To Lose A Friend // by BumbleFlow //------------------------------// There was a small kingdom, once ruled in peace, but now, a tyrant takes over. By the name of Dark Spectre, every pony was suffering on this day, being enslaved by the cruel ruler. It was musky outside, fog lingering about slightly, the ponies hard at work, a young mare looks out of a tall building. " How come every pony must do so much work Lord Spectre? " The young mare questioned him, making him burst into laughter. " Hahaha! Why not!? Somehow, the work needs to get done, so I make them do it! Just look, not a single one complaining. " He grinned evilly. ' What happened to him.. He used to be our beloved friend. Now he's a cruel ruler. ' the young mare thought to herself, as she sorrowfully looks down at the ponies. She remembered a time, where Wizzle Piff ruled, Dark Spectre wasn't cruel, his mind completely sane. How Dark Spectre came to know Wizzle Piff and the young mare. He is a changeling, but not like the others. He was kind, and wouldn't harm an innocent pony. He was banned from the Changeling kingdom. "They say I'm too kind, they say I won't be a good fighter, that's no fair." He was still fairly young when he came to Flutter Vye. He bumped into Wizzle as he was walking to the theater. "Ah, hello there-" Wizzle was surprised to see a changeling, but this one was different. Wizzle, looked at him curiously, which made him uncomfortable. "W-what are you doing?" Spectre moved back, interrupting Wizzle's inspection. "Ah, sorry about that. Haha, I, am Wizzle Piff, ruler of this kingdom." Wizzle Piff smiled warmly, and Spectre looked at him with awe. "So you own the kingdom?" Dark asked, and Wizzle nodded, "Do you think that.. Maybe you could help me.. find a place to live?" "Say again? I didn't quite catch that." Wizzle said, his ears perked up now. "I said, that um. Could you help me to.. Find a place to live?" He said it quickly, feeling a bit shy because he's asking the ruler of a kingdom for a place to live. Wizzle looks down at him with concern. 'Hmm.. I don't know if any pony would want to take in a changeling, snice there are no other homes that are empty.. I'll let him live with me for a bit, and maybe he can situate his own things out, or just stay with me.' Wizzle nods, having an idea. "Yeah-" Dark interrupts him, "Oh really!? Thank you!" Wizzle looks down at him a bit sternly, then continues, "You can live with me." Dark then stops cheering among himself, then looks at Wizzle a bit confused, and kind of scared, "Live with.. You?" Wizzle smiles, and nods, "Yep!" Dark Spectre moved in with him, and how he got to know the young mare also happened while living with Wizzle, she is a was a very young Pegasus, just a filly. "Mr. Wizzle, who is that?" She points to Spectre, who then looked at her with an awkward smile. That scares her, "Ahh! Scary!" Spectre hides behind Wizzle, he didn't mean to scare her, it's just in his nature. The smile disappeared from his face, "I didn't mean to scare her.." Spectre whispers, being ashamed of scaring just a filly. Wizzle puts his wing on Dark's back, as if it was some sort of blanket, "That's alright. She's just a filly, and we don't see many changeling's around here. Ah, and I almost forgot, what is your name?" Dark Spectre immediately replies to Wizzle Piff, "I am Dark Spectre." "Haha, that's a interesting name. Anyways, we should be getting to your room, I had it set up, just in case any pony needs a room, I always have one prepared." Wizzle Piff looks down at him with a warm smile. "Alright, I don't want to be intruding." Wizzle Piff shakes his head, "No no, you're not intruding, I'm glad to help you out. Being new to the kingdom isn't always easy, but the ponies here are kind. I think they shall look past your race of pony, alright?" Wizzle Piff gives him a slight nudge. "Yeah, haha. Alright." And they walked through a few hallways, the little Pegasus was curious about him, so she followed behind, but quietly, to make sure that he doesn't notice her. "What's it like to rule over a kingdom Mister Piff?" Spectre was trying to be polite, he was given a place to stay, it was the least he could do. "It's like.. I have to make sure that the ponies are safe from harm. And.. I don't know, it just seems that I car for them, making sure they are safe, and that they are happy." He looks at Spectre, "That answer your question?" Spectre just nods, and they arrive at his room, he looks at it smiling happily, "Thanks for taking me in like this. I really appreciate it!" The small filly who was following them then notices, "He's not a bad pony, he's good.. Yay!" Spectre turns around along with Wizzle, they were both surprised, "Oh, it was just you little one. What are you doing here?" Wizzle asked, she looked at him with a sheepish smile, "I got curious." This confused Wizzle, "About what?" Wizzle asks, and the young filly points at Dark Spectre, "I got curious abut him." He smiles slightly, and goes up to her, and puts a hoof out, "Hi, haha." This surprised the young filly, she jumps back. But then remembered he is good, goes back up to him, and shakes his hoof. "Hiya, I'm Paper Quill!" She smiles, and giggled a bit, "And one day, I'll be a famous writer pony!" She poses in the most silly was possible. Spectre chuckles, "Haha, I believe that is possible." They met again, day after day, making their friendships grow. Spectre, a changeling, friends with Wizzle Piff, and Paper Quill, Wizzle being the ruler of a kingdom, Paper Quill being a simple Pegasus. Who wrote stories.. A few years passed, and soon Spectre was slowly loosing his mind. He hasn't seen any bad happen, and for him, that drove him insane. He locked himself in his room, making crazy drawings. That changeling spirit to cause chaos was catching up. One day, he went up to Wizzle, "I think it's time for you to retire." He said, and then chuckled. "What do you mean?" Wizzle said to him very sternly. "I mean, it's time for a new ruler. And I have one in mind. Hehehe.." He grinned and then, out of the blue, he shot a magical laser to Wizzle Piff, directly at his chest, it knocked him unconscious. He picked him up with levitation, and put him in a dungeon below the castle. And he marked his flank with A crown, and hoof chains, it was over his cutie mark, and that's when the kingdom began to fall.. The mare turns around to face Spectre, and she shyly asks, " Um.. Mister Dark, my lord? " She folds her ears down, hoping she has not upset him. For she knows it will not be pretty if she did. " Yes.. What is it my crazed assistant? " He slowly and sternly says to her, now glaring directly at her, she gulps and asks. " I am getting bored. Is there any orders you need me follow sir? " She goes by his throne, and sits by him. With a sheepish smile, and a worried look. He grins, thinking up a way to spice up the new day. " I have the perfect task for you. " He looks over at her with a insane smile on his face. " Alright? Now listen closely. I need you to merely.. Write a letter. " He bursts into laughter. No sanity found within him. " Write a letter? Is that all. But to whom? Or what will it say? " She had a million questions going on in her head, but those were the only ones she was brave enough to muster out. " Write a letter to that... Wiz-something pony. And tell him that tomorrow at noon, I want to meet him at the Sky Market for important business. And to not bring any pony with him. " He snickers to himself quietly and any pony can tell he has something evil going on in that head of his. " Alright. " The crazed mare nods, and goes over to a small desk, gets out a paper, ink, and a quill. She wrote for about a good ten minutes. She wrote - " Dear WizzlePiff, I want to meet you tomorrow at the Sky Market to discuss important business. Do NOT bring any pony with you. Be there at noon tomorrow, and write back if you are coming or not. Immediately. " The young mare trots over to Spectre, showing him the letter, " Is this alright my lord? " He reads over it, smirking. " Yes. It is perfect, now send it before it becomes too late! " He barks at her, she flinches, moves back a bit, and goes to a young dragon, " Hey Drago, could ya send this for me? " The young dragon simply nodded, not questioning why, and he sends it directly to WizzlePiff. " Great job my crazed mare. Now we await for a response. " He goes over to her, and pats her head a bit roughly, and it messes up her mane a bit, but she dare not complain. A good ten to fifteen minutes pass, and a letter is received. It read - " I shall meet you tomorrow at the Sky market. I will be awaiting your arrival! " At the sight of this letter, Spectre bursts into laughter. ' Pure insanity.. ' The young mare thinks to herself, ' What is he planning anyways? ' " Well, looks like it's time for that Princess... You know, the one that raises to moon, to do her duty. And time for us to go to bed. Have a great night mare! " He laughs a bit as he walks out of the big glassy room. The young mare leaves the room also, but goes to her room. And then, she slips into her bed, and just stares at the ceiling. " Hmm.. Can't fall asleep. " She gets up, and look out of her window, she sees the ponies suffering working, day in, and day out. She wants to help them some how. But can't, she is merely a Pegasus. She opens her window, and lets the breeze flow through her mane. In the wind, there is a whisper ' Please help me.. ' she hears. So she flies down to see a very young filly, curled up on the cold ground, horn broken, and they are exhausted. She looks at him in shear terror. " Young filly..? " The filly immediately looks up, and when he sees her, he instantaneously scoots back, and lets out a small 'eep.' " Do not fret young filly, I am here to help you.. What has happened? " The filly, still terrified, gulped, and then said shakily, " Please.. Help me. I'm so hungry.. " He grabs his small stomach and it growls ever so loudly, and even worse, any pony could tell he is in a lot of pain. So the young mare flies back up to the castle, quickly. And within a couple minutes she comes back down with a tray of food, gently. " Here. It's not much, but that's all I can muster up for now. " She leaves the filly, feeling much better to have helped him. He waves good bye as he looks at her in awe. She goes to sleep, and awakens to the next crazy morning. Spectre comes running down the halls, and slams open the door. " Hey guess what we get to do today!? " He hurries around, awaiting a response. " I don't kno-Oh wait! Yes, I do know, we get to go the Sky Market today and see Wizzle, is that correct? " The young mare's ears are perked up, with a bright smile. " Yes! And you get to come with me! Hahaha, doesn't that sound like fun!? " He laughs, pure insanity can be told by any glare at him. They head over to the Sky market, to see Wizzle patiently waiting. With his eyes darting about, they land on both Spectre and Psycho, the young mare. " Ah, there you are King Spectre! " He bows down. Wings folded, horn pointed at the ground. He lifts his head, and gets back up. " Yes, I am here, along with my dearest assistant, the Psycho Dark Pony. " She looks at Wizzle and says, " Good to see you again. " She smiles, bows her head to him for a moment. " Mhm. " Piff says with great joy, " And what is it we needed to discuss my King Spectre? " Wizzle Piff inquired, wanting to know what his task shall be. " I have been thinking for a while.. You know that one pony.. What was her name.. Bubble something. Or.. Something that sounded like a bee's name. " He had forgotten his dear friend Bumble Flow. " Ah, you mean Bumble Flow. What of her? " Wizzle Piff moved closer, so he may hear every word Spectre says. His ears perked up, and a big smile on his face. " For quite some while, she was not favored by me. But she "grew" on me. So to say. And now, I want you to do something.. with her. Prey tell. " He smirks, looking at Piff with an expression of insanity. " Okay. What is it you need me do sire? " He had a feeling in the back of his mind that something bad was going to happen. And soon. " I want you to kill her. " Wizzle's eyes widen. Had he just heard what he think he did? " Sire.. I think I may have heard you wrong, did you say to kill her!? " He is hoping that he didn't. He did not want to hurt his dear friend. Who has done no wrong to him. " Yes. Kill her. She annoys me. I do not favor her, and nor should you. " Spectre was serious. He had a very serious tone, and look in his eyes. Wizzle gulped, " Y-yes.. I must obey your orders. When do you want me to.. Uh.. K-kill Bumble..? " He said shakily, and then gave out a sigh. " Doesn't matter to me. Next time you see her, would be nice. " Wizzle sighed in relief. After Bumble moved to the EverFree forest, she doesn't go out much. " Psycho. " Spectre said, turning to her swiftly. " Yes my lord? " She looked very worried, and her ears folded down in fear. " I want you to send a letter to our victim in crime, Bumble Flow " Psycho's and Wizzle's eyes opened wide. They blinked a few times, then came back to their senses. " But why Lord Spectre? " The crazy tyrant burst into laughter. " WHY NOT!? " He yelled quickly, bursting into laughter of shear insanity. She gives out a sigh, " Yes my lord.. " And she nods. " Good. Now make it say to come to my castle within the next week or so, but to make it as soon as possible.. Hehehe, I want to see her suffer. " He grinned, " Come on my crazed mare. Do it. " He sternly said to the young mare, who was frozen up in shear terror. She shacked her head, and snapped back into reality. She nods, and gets out some things to write a letter. And she writes, - " Dear Bumble Flow, I would like you to come to my castle here in FlutterVye. Please come soon, for I have a surprise for you. Haha. Hope to see you soon, ~Darky " She then shows it to Spectre, of which laughs a bit. " Good, now send it. " The young mare nods her head, and sends the letter to Bumble Flow. They head home, Psycho head hung low in shame. A few tears flow down her cheeks. " Well. We have a few hours before night. Is there anything you want to do? " She sniffles a bit. " Not that I can think of. " He says swiftly, having been tired from his exiting day.