Last day of the Deadmare

by Sparkfire

Musings of the dead, Failures of the living

Yeah, what I was seeing seemed unbelievable.

Rainbow “I’m so awesome, I perform Sonic Rainbooms while walking” Dash actually looked like she’d been crying. I’ve never seen her like this before. Sure, she’s shown fear and cried, but never like this though.

I decided to float over to see what was wrong. I mean she can’t see me since I’m a ghost, so she'll still keep her dignity.

As I made way over to her, I got a strange feeling that something wasn’t right about the area. As if we were in an area devoid of emotions and life. You living folks would say that all graveyards feel that way, but truthfully, they actually just feel somber and sad. Few have the will to hold back their emotion enough to not be affected by it though.

Whatever I was feeling, I could tell it was far off. Maybe and hour away at most. Maybe I could see what was wrong with Dash first, then deal with whatever was headed this way.

What’s wrong with wanting to know what your friends are up to.

Greed

Ok what hell was that? Sounded like somepony was whispering the word ‘greed’ into my non-corporeal ears. That was weird.

As I looked around to search for the source of the strange, I heard Dash start talking...to me.

“Scoots, I don’t know if you can hear me where you, but I really need to talk to you. Yeah, I know- me talking out my problems.”Rainbow started awkwardly, not knowing how to really express emotion like this.

“Look, I’m sorry for this.. your death I mean. I should of been faster, should done more to save you when it happened- ” Rainbow just stop talking for a moment, and it seems she was trying not to cry.

After a minute she started speaking again.

“I always will blame myself for this. Twilight, Soarin’, and even Pinkie keep telling me there was nothing I could of done. I know that up here.” She said, pointing her hoof to her head. “But here.” Rainbow spoke somberly, pointing to her heart.”I will always believe I could have done something”

I couldn’t believe it, she was confessing to a crime that no one believes she committed. Not only that, but the crime -my murder- was done while she was in Canterlot with the Wonderbolts.

Found the flankhole who did it myself. He turned himself in five years ago. I think he’s afraid of ghosts now.

It was never her fault, she shouldn’t blame herself. She has her whole life ahead of her. She will always be going forward towards her goals, no matter what.

Compassion

Hope

Dashs’ voice breaks me out of my trance.

“Kid, I think I need to get off this guilt stuff for a while. Maybe give an update on what’s happen to everyone.

“Let’s start with Iris, you remember her? She’s got a coltfriend now, and as loath as I am to admit it, he’s faster than ME. Yeah, you heard me. Kid’s faster than anything I’ve ever seen. The embarrassing part is…..he’s a unicorn.

Wait, what? Did Dash just admit she was slower than a unicorn? I gotta meet this guy.

“It weird though. He’s faster than me, yet he doesn’t care about fame or being awesome. You see, he’s a CSI investigator for the Central Canterlot Police Department. Kind of glad he is too. The way he took down that Captain Cold guy was just-” She stopped talking, like she was trying to find the words. Finally, they came.

“Beyond anything I could ever do with the Sonic Rainboom. But he needs me still, because unlike us pegasi, he can’t really control his perception of speed or reactions at high speed yet. Somehow, what ever gave him his powers also allows him on clouds too.

“Then there’s your friends and former bullies. Sweetie adopted a foal, think his was name Logansomething or other. Pinkie keeps calling him Garfield for some reason.

“Apple Boom, well…… She and Silver Spoon now argue over whose mechanical ponies are better.  Yeah, the Metals are more life like and much more versatile. I mean don’t get me wrong, Silver Spoons’ two are incredible, but they just lack something.

“Amazo is a lame name for a pony, real or not. And Red Tornado seems…..creepy. Never thought that brat would be a rival to anypony, let a lone Apple Blooms’.

"Then there’s Diamond Tiara. I don’t know what happened, but she’s changed. She’s a business mare now, owns’ businesses like Tiara Unlimited Works , Diamond Corp, and both the Daily Sun and Nightly Moon papers’. Funnily enough, she Clarks’ boss.

“I don’t know how he stands her, but it seems she’s got a thing for him. Fluttershy says he doesn’t really know how to handle it. They argue a lot, according to Shy. I don’t think Clark knows how to feel about her.

“Odd how she actually matured in the last twenty-five years. Still seems shady and snooty though. She did tone down her haughtiness quite a bit , but still…” Dash trailed off at that for some reason, and she seemed to shiver as well.

I don’t blame her for that, she is at a graveyard after all.

I knew about Silver Spoon and her RoboPonies. Dash was right about one thing- they really don’t show emotion well. Makes them seems creepier than Apple Blooms’ Metals. At least they actually act like they can feel emotion.

But Diamond and Clark? That is creepy and wrong on so many levels. She did seem to back off on teasing and bullying us Crusaders, but Clark is Equestrias’ biggest colt scout.

Diamond, is the worlds’ (second)biggest control freak. If she can’t have it in anyway, she will destroy it. I mean Clark is probably the only being on the planet that is powerful enough to challenge her..in...any…way……… well buck me.

Should of figured that was the reason.

Well I hope she’s done, I don’t dash caught up in what might go down.

Fear

Before I can do anything, I feel something coming this way. And it’s coming fast.

Even Dash can tell something was wrong.

Then we heard it.

“The Blackest night falls from the skies,
The darkness grows as all light dies.
We crave your hearts and demise,
By my black Hand, THE DEAD SHALL RISE”

Behind my grave, the creature appeared. Looked like a Skeleton of a human or something similar, with glowing red eyes.

Wonder why it’s right hand looks like it’s on...fire? Wait, why is the fire black?

“Well, seems I have an audience. Tell me little pony with the colorful mane, what is your name?” The Skeletal creature asked….. Rainbow….oh crap!

“W..wh...Why should I tell you my name ugly?” Dash stuttered, yet still composed enough to insult him.

“Such manners, but I should introduced myself first. I am call many things; the Darkness before the light, the master of the dead, the Black. However, you may call me Nekron, Lord of the Unliving.”

“I’m going to go out on a limb here, and say giving you my name is a bad idea.”

“It doesn’t matter, I’ll know it some enough. For now, I want to reunite you with your friend here.” He said, pointing a finger down at my grave.

Right before before he blast a hole in it with his burning hand. Did I mention the the fire was black for some reason?

Then he dropped a small black object down said hole.

Next thing we know, we’re hearing another voice. Right along with seeing a black blast of energy shooting up out of my grave.

Scootaloo of Equestria

As the blast landed, I was shocked at what I saw. I was me...me in a black version of my stunt suit. It looked like me with a rotting decayed face, with a missing eye and exposed bone.

This thing was like a joke. It just wasn’t alive. If it was, it’s some sort of parasite. I j...ju….just want make the guy pay for doing this.

Rage

But I’ve got to get dash away from here. This thing might hurt her, or worst- kill her.

Love

I won’t lose her to this damned copy using my body. No matter what I will stop them….somehow.

Will

RISE