Blood
by SeanofTheDead
The blood, there had been so much blood. It was what dominated Nightmare's memories of that day. The day everything had gone wrong. She sat beside Twilight's bed feeling forlorn and useless, waiting for her love to awaken. She had done this since the 'incident' as it was being dubbed by Celestia and Luna. It had been three weeks since something dark and powerful had entered her, in an attempt to take possession of her mind. It had, and she had been forced to watch as this darkness went on a rampage through Canterlot destroying the city and terrorizing the inhabitants.
Until Twilight had caught up to her that is. Nightmare had watched as the dark THING had struck her down. She had felt Twilight's warm blood coat her hooves, and was forced to watch and feel every blow as though she was the one in control as Twilight, her love, was beaten until she had coughed up blood, her ribs sticking through her flesh in places, the fluids forming puddles beneath her. She hadn't raised a hoof to Nightmare, and the whole time she had been begging her to fight it, to take back control of her body. Then she had begged for her to stop. that had been the breaking point for Nightmare, Twilight had thought she was in control. that she had been the entire time. That the love they shared had been a meaningless lie.
That had been the point that Celestia showed up; just in time to watch as Nightmare wrested control from the darkness within her and drove it out. The instant that Celestia saw the dark shape fly from Nightmare's body, she put two and two together. Celestia’s rage towards the being that would cause such a thing to happen to both her new friend and her faithful student nearly drove her mad. That day was being heralded as The Day of Two Suns. While Celestia had been busy dealing with the evil being, Nightmare had taken Twilights broken form to the hospital where she now lay; where Nightmare had been since she had brought Twilight here, and where she would stay until Twilight recovered. She had the blood of her true love on her hooves, , and for the moment, she could only wait, hoping and praying that it could be washed clean.