A great and spacious room is where we begin. The walls were a calming sky blue, the carpet
white and clean. Two bookshelves lined the walls filledfilled with all kinds of books on psychology. A wall to the right of the book cases were filled with all kinds of diploma's and doctorates for psychology.
A small couch sat near a desk. The desk itself had all kinds of pictures filled with ponies. Though through all of these pictures. One pony stood out he was a white unicorn pony with a yellow tail and mane.
His cutie mark consisted of a mind with a healing green aura. This was Mind Mender a psychologist of the highest degree. The oak door to his office opened revealing the pony himself.
He walked to his desk and began to arrange the papers he found for filing. Over the years he has had plenty of patients that had all kinds of mind afflictions. But unlike most psychologists we humans know that deal with depression, insanity and suicidal thoughts.
Equestrian psychologists dealt with said afflictions and had to also deal with mind control magic mind blocks and more magical afflictions of the mind. Mind Mender recalled a time where he had to fix a pony who was under a mind control spell.
A gryphon had put said spell on him to spy on the affairs of the royal court. The pony kicked and screamed putting three solar guard ponies in the hospital.
By the time he had finally freed the young ponies mind, the pony in question had broken one of his forelegs and fractured several ribs.
It was quite a nasty spell and luckily they were able to find the gryphon mage.
The mage now spending time in Canterlot dungeons.
Mind Mender had just shut the filing cabinet when he heard a knock on the door.
"Come in" he said the door opening. He looked in shock for standing in his doorway was a beautiful pony. She was eight feet tall and pearl white. She had wings and a horn designating her an Alicorn. She had a greenblue, light blue, green and pink mane and tail. That seemed to flow with an invisible wind. She also had magenta eyes That had a look of kindness. She wore a beautiful crown with golden shoes and a golden necklace. Her cutie mark was a blazing sun. If one were to look into said ponies eyes, they would see that though she looked aged, She had seen eon's pass. this was Princess Celestia co-ruler of Equestria.
He bowed down and said "Princess Celestia what an honour why have you humbled my little office?"
Princess Celestia remembered when her guards had caught the spy in her court. She used her thousands of years of experience to look him over before using her judgement.
She found that a spell was controlling the spy and had ordered for the spy to be taken to a psychologist to break the mind spell. Sure she could have done it herself, but she had to assist in finding who was responsible for the mind control.
Celestia heard that a unicorn by the name of Mind Mender had been the one to break the spell. So she had brought a friend of hers to get a mind check-up. "Hello my little pony I was wondering if you could do me a favour?" asked Celestia
"anything princess" said Mind Mender.
"I brought a friend with me that needs some psychological help. I was hoping with you're expertise you might be able to help her." said Celestia
"I already told you just because I seem depressed all of the time does not mean that I am." said a voice behind Celestia.
Mine Mender looked and saw a mare come in behind her. She was a pink mare with a straight pink mane and tail. Her cutie mark showed a hoof punching a pony muzzle. Her eyes were light blue. Her face looked as if she didn't really care about anything. She looked bored really as if there was nothing that would bring her any happiness.
Celestia looked at the mare and said "But Pinkamena you should probably at least give this a try it could make you finally smile instead of frown try for me. I don't want to see my friend sad any more."
The mare known as Pinkamena facehooved before saying "fine I'll give it a shot but if this doesn't work out. I don't want anymore nagging about seeing a psychologist."
"OK that's fair" said Celestia she turned and looked at mind mender before saying "OK doctor let's see some results." with those last words Celestia left the office.
Mind Mender looked at pinkamena and gestured with his hoof for her to take a seat.
She did so with her hooves crossed in a pout.
Mind Mender got out a clipboard along with a feather pen and ink. He dipped the pen in the ink and got ready to write.
"OK pinkamena I am going to begin with a few preliminary questions, to get a base of where to begin." said Mind Mender "OK go ahead." she said with the bored look.
"Firstly how old are you?" asked Mind Mender "I am twenty-three years old" said Pinkamina
a pen scratching on paper followed her answer "do you have any family?" asked Mind Mender
"yes I have four siblings along with a grandmother, mother and father." said Pinkamena "what are their names?"
asked Mind Mender "Pinkie Pie, Marble Pie, Limestone Pie, Maud Pie, Cloudy Quartz and Igneous Rock" said Pinkamena more pen scratching followed. "alright that's all I needed to know let’s begin." said Mind Mender Pinkamena sighed and lay on her back with her head on the right arm of the couch. "Where to begin" said Pinkamena
Pinkamena P.O.V
I suppose that I'll begin when I was about sixteen. See what you don't know is that before I was the pony known as Pinkamena.
I was a human boy known as Jason. I was about six' two medium build short black hair.
Peachy complexion I would always wear a tee-shirt along with a pair of jeans and tennis shoes.
I was loved by my family not that I can remember much of them any more.
The faces have blurred their names blurred with them. All I can remember is that I had two brothers and sisters I was the middle child. I didn't really mind that I was the middle child I had a fairly decent life with them. I remember the days I would spend with them going to many different parks. Watching movies playing games all while having a good time with them. My parents were great they held enough love for all of us. They would comfort us when we were sad, they would laugh and play with us. That's probably what has hurt me the most all of these years. The fact that I can't even remember my original families faces. All I have of them is faint whispers in my head.
("why don't you talk about the day of the incident")
I remember that day as if it were yesterday. I was in high school at the time I know that there isn't as much school here. But in my world there were no cutie marks to signify talents.
You had to learn the skills you'd need to survive in the outside world. Where as here once you have your cutie mark you're set for life. It was Preschool, Kindergarten but here you have Magic Kindergarten then it was Grade School.
Then depending on where you lived it was either Middle School or Junior High. Then High School and Collage. Yeah it was difficult where I was from.
Anyway I believe it was some time in November of my Junior year I was in the middle of Algebra my most hated subject when the lock down alarms went off.
I remember my teacher turning off the classroom lights and locking the door. He told us to hide in places away from the door window. Footsteps pounded down the hall.
One of the men that had caused the school to go on lockdown kicked in the door and opened fire killing my teacher. I remember one of the men looking at me smirking at me before taking me by the collar of my shirt and dragging me down the hall.