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// The Return 
// Story: A Dream With Sharp Teeth: The New Nightmare 
// by Henry Hatsworth 
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"Why can't I see him? He saved my life!" Twilight was standing in one of the rooms of the previously disused castle in Canterlot. It was left to waste away after Celestia was banished, but now it's dungeons were being used to detain Richard.
"Ma'am, the human in there is insane. We cannot let anypony near him for safety reasons." Said the pony who guarded the entrance to the dungeons.
"Please?" Twilight asked. She had been arguing with this pony for a good 10 minutes, and now had nothing to go on but pleading.
"Alright, you can go in." Sighed the guard."But only 2 minutes. No more. You're lucky you've even got that much." He said as he opened the door for her. Somewhat nervously, Twilight entered ans slowly approached the cell where Richard was being kept. However, when she got there, she discovered something shocking. He wasn't there. She looked all around to try and find him before noticing that the bars on the window were broken. near them were blood stains. 
"Oh no, this can't be good." Twilight said worriedly.

Meanwhile, Richard was making his way through the Everfree Forest. He had stopped at his house after making his escape to pick up his ipod and the katana that he'd fought Celestia with. He new he'd have to put it to use once again, but he nedded help. Help that he couldn't get from a pony. He continued walking until he came across a small hut. This was the place. He knocked on the door a few times, and waited as the Zebra inside the hut came to answer him.
"Wait, what is this trickery? A human standing before me?" She said in surprise at seeing Richard in front of her.
"Yes. A human. Listen, Zecora, I need your help with something." Richard said as she stood aside for him to enter."My friend was recently murdered by Princess Celestia. I desire vengeance, but I fear that I'm not strong enough. Have you got something in there that can help me?" 
"If revenge is what you desire, then I believe I can start your fire." Zecora said as she walked Richard over to a mask sitting on a nearby shelf."This mask was sealed some years ago. It's power was too great to show. But now it seems that once again, it shall be worn by mortal men." Richard took the mask off the shelf and examined it.
"Well, this seems interest-" He began before his brain registered what Zecora had said."Again? Waddaya mean agai-" he began again before he felt a sudden intense pain. The mask began to fuse itself to his chest. Richard cried out as his ribs broke through his skin, snapped in two and reformed while looping themselves through the eyeholes of the mask. At this point Richard's own eyes began to glow bright green and he started hovering off the ground slightly. Green fire suddenly began leaping off his katana and a gun appeared around his belt. At this moment, Richard began to stop feeling pain and instead felt power surging through him.
"THE POWER OF THE DARK SOULS....I'VE EMBRACED IT." He said as a great pair of wings suddenly sprouted from his back. As this happened he returned to the ground. He walked out of the hut and slashed at the air, creating a dark portal. Now his eyes returned to normal.
"So, this will take me to her?" He asked Zecora.
"Go ahead, take a peek. You will find what you seek." She replied. Richard took a deep breath and leaped through the portal, disappearing from sight. Zecora, satisfied at her part in all this, went back inside. At this point, Twilight arrived. She waited in some nearby bushes and debated wether or not to go in the portal.
"He's going to get himself killed! I've got to help him! But what if I die? No, I've got to save him as he saved me!" And with that, she ran towards the portal and went through just as it closed.

Meanwhile, Richard had just come out other end of the portal. He landed on the floor, sword stabbed into the ground. Slowly, he took it out and slowly stood up to get a look at where he was, and he was taken aback by what he saw.
"My god." He said in shock. He was in his old flat in London.