Pony Split
Chapter 15 – Luna (Dream Mode)
Darkly's POV
"NO!" I woke up from a horrible nightmare.
After a few minutes of breathing deeply, I settled down. I tried to sit up, but I found that I could not move. Crap! Am I still asleep? I then realized the reason for my immobilization was due to the fact that I was covered from snout to hoof with a cast.
How did I get here? Why am I in a cast? The memory of a certain fight to the death crossed my mind. Oh yeah, that might be the reason I am in a full body cast. I tried to squirm but to no avail.
"Don't try to move, you are very badly injured," a kind voice said to me.
I tried to look around the room to see where the voice came from. Of course I was unable to due to the fact that my neck was also in this cast. A white pony then came into my view, her cutie mark consisting of a red cross with hearts in each corner.
She saw the confused look in my eyes and smiled gently, "Hello, my name is Nurse Redheart. Like I said, you were injured quite badly when you are brought in. You have been patched up, but you'll still be in pain for some time. Do you understand?"
I tried to open my mouth and say something but nothing came out.
"Nurse Redheart."
She turned her attention to the door and bowed. I tried hard to look at the door but failed. Suddenly the face of a blue alicorn appeared in my vision. I squeaked in surprise.
Don't worry; I am here to help you.
I squeaked again, causing her to giggle.
Sorry, didn't mean to scare you.
How are you talking in my mind?
Magic.
Of course. So why are you talking in my mind?
Because you obviously can't talk, and I thought you would be used to it.
I paused for a moment. Then thought, Ark…
Right.
So why are you here? I looked at her side and noticed Divinus attached to her flank. Why do you have my sword?
I can answer that. A white alicorn walked into the room.
My eyes began to burn with hatred. YOU! I summoned my sword from the blue one's side and thought, YOU ARE THE TYRANT THAT ARK TOLD ME ABOUT! I sent my sword flying at her. She stood there, immobilized by fear.
"STOP!" The blue alicorn screamed. As soon as she said it, my sword froze mere inches from the face of the oppressor. We were all shocked at this development.
What did you do? Only I can control Divinus. How did you stop you stop it, I asked in utter disbelief.
I am not quite sure, but one theory presented to us, by a rather clever dragon, is that it might be because we have similar cutie marks.
I looked at her flank and gasped, What are you doing with my cutie mark?
Your cutie mark? It has been hers for over millennia, the white one said.
I wasn't talking to you, you evil wench!
"Well, I never! Luna, I will leave you with him, but I will take his sword so he cannot do any harm with it, as well as put a block on his magic."
"Okay Tia." With that, the regal alicorn walked out with my sword in tow.
Luna then turned to me, seething with anger. What is wrong with you, Pure Heart? Why did you attack my sister?
I blinked a couple of times, confused as to what she just called me. Excuse me, but haven't we had this conversation before?
About this?
No; about whom this Pure Heart character is. For I don't think there is anyone else in the room, and so you are either: A. talking to me, which means you are crazy since my name is Darkly Façade; or B. you are talking to an imaginary friend, which means you are clinically insane.
Says the guy who nearly got himself killed by playing 'Let's see how much I can piss off a dragon'.
Hey, that just so happens to be my favorite game.
FOCUS!
Right, sorry. So yeah, who are you talking to?
You.
Me?
Yes, you. I am talking to you Pure Heart.
Look, Princess Luna was it? How do I put this lightly? Oh I know. I have no freakin' idea what you are talking about! I also have no clue as to why you stopped me from slitting that tyrant's throat. And for the last time, I have no idea who this Pure Heart is and why you feel the need to harass me about him, but I am not him! My name is Darkly Façade!
She stared at me for a long time with cold, hard eyes and then began to sob. That 'tyrant' is my beloved sister and she is the most fair and loving ruler that ever existed!
What so you are saying, that everything Ark said was a lie?
YES! EVERYTHING YOU KNOW IS WRONG! Do you not see, he played you! He lied about her; he lied about me; he lied about himself; but worst of all, he lied about you!
I looked at her with what would be utter disbelief on my face if it had not been covered in bandages. What are you saying?
Do I have to spell it out for you? You are not Darkly Façade. You are not evil. You are Pure Heart, the one pony that I fell in love with.
I would have fallen out of bed from the shock if I had not been strapped down. You…love me?
Yes!
I felt really stupid at this point. I felt even worse when she began to cry uncontrollably. I am sorry, I didn't know, but you have to realize, I just don't remember you. She sobbed even harder now. But… She looked up. I am willing to give it a shot.
She seemed to start to cheer up, but then went back to crying. No, it is too late; your memories of me are most likely long gone. All your feelings would just be fake. You are just not the stallion I fell in love with anymore, your heart has been consumed by hate.
Wow, what a downer. I didn't know what else to say. All I could do was keep silent.
After a while, I broke the silence. Princess Luna? She looked to me with near waterfalls flowing from her eyes. I don't know what to tell you, except this. You apparently loved me, enough to risk your life to try to stop my rampage against that dragon. And although I am very grateful for you bringing me here to be healed, I am afraid I have no room in my heart for any such relationship. Right now, I am set on killing that back stabbing Ark!
Now she was nearly flooding the room with her tears.
I was going to try to comfort her, but before I could think of something to say, she spoke. Can you please just try to feel anything but the burning hatred you have inside? Just try to remember the good times we had together. Sure, we had only known each other for a couple of days, but you had loved me even before we meet. Just please try to remember Zach!
That last part caught my attention. W-what did y-you just c-call me? I gulped hard.
Luna raised an eyebrow and sniffled, then said, Zach?
Zach… I mulled over the name a couple of times.
She continued to sob for a while. I was busy trying to figure out why that name sounded so familiar. I then came out of my deep thought as a sweet humming entered my senses. The melody was so very familiar. I tried to figure out the source of this wonderful sound, when my eyes rested upon Luna. She then began to sing with the most beautiful voice I had ever heard.
"For a thousand years I've waited here for you, waiting every night, for I thought you were the answer to my life. Days turned into years and into centuries, patience had to fade. Don't you see that there is vengeance in my eyes…" She had paused to take a breath. Right as she was about to start again, she hesitated when she heard me begin to sing.
"Luna won't you cry for me, I'm as lonely as I've ever been. I am forced back into the start, is there any way to fix a broken heart?"
I was surprised, Where did that come from? I looked to Luna, as if for an explanation, but my eyes narrowed. All I saw was a blue blur as Luna tackled me. She immediately began to plant kisses all over my face.
She paused and looked me in the eyes. She saw confusion mixed with horror in them. She slowly slid off and turned away, saying, I am so sorry; I do not know what came over me. I heard you sing that song, and thought… She broke down and began to openly weep.
I was still quite shocked at what had just occurred, when suddenly, somewhere deep within the confines of my mind, something… clicked.
Luna? She turned to look at me, tears still streaming down her face. I thought I already told you.
She sniffed, Told me what?
There was a barely audible chuckle that came from deep within my throat. I hate to see others cry.
She stopped crying completely and whispered, "Zach?"
I think you should call me by my pony name. But you can just call me Pure. I told her mentally as I mustered a cheesy grin.
She instantly tackled me again, but this time to the floor.
After she stopped sobbing, hugging, and kissing me for twenty minutes, she looked at me with a sheepish grin. "Pure Heart, how do you feel about marriage?"
If I had been drinking some water, at that point I would have had a spit take. Since I wasn't, I did the next best thing… pass out.