//------------------------------// // Morning // Story: Try as I May. Try as I might. // by PredictableOffender //------------------------------// You are standing at the Canterlot Train Station at midnight, you are one of a few people waiting for one of the few late trains. All you have on you is your wallet and small bag of candy you had bought to pass the time. Canterlot Station was built in an old cavern that was used by the city hundreds of years ago, you can hear the echo’s of all the other people's footsteps and activities. You look around at the century old architecture and take some time to appreciate the scenery until the train arrived. About an hour later the train arrived a few moments earlier and you board the train and get your ticket snipped. You walk onto the train and notice that there is barely anyone on the train, you are in the economy class. You try to walk into the first class cars but the doors are locked, you silently slink down to a nearby seat. You wait a few moments and you hear the train wake up and beginning to wake itself from its temporary rest. The train lurches to life and begins its journey along the tracks. The journey is short and uneventful, you somehow feel like you had seen all the scenery before. That feeling of familiarity made the train ride feel very short, before long, you quickly scurry outside of the train. You look around the small rural train station, however nothing really stands out to you, you had seen this town so many times in your head. Is it really a good idea to come here in the first place? It’s around midnight and the entire town looks like it's asleep, you step off the platform onto a cobblestone street. You remember that cars are not allowed on downtown Ponyville for any reason and you can't catch a taxi. You decide to investigate some of the visions, you have two options investigate the library or apartment. You know that in both places you have these false memories about Twilight. You decide to go to the Library because it is closer. How do you even know the layout of the town? You decide to walk to the library first before you put too much thought into this. After an uneventful walk you arrive at the overgrown Liberty, you never could quite get used in the tree. Out of instinct you grab a key off your Keyring and attempt to open the door, the door does not unlock. You look at the strange key you have in your hand, you have to be crazy. When you look back up you see that the Library has disappeared, leaving behind a taped off construction site. You feel a presence behind you, your body quickly moves to the side and turns to face the threat. You see Silver pointing a sword at you, he says something, but you can’t understand him. Who is Silver? You feel a sudden rush of aggression and launch a concussion wave at him, Silver blocks the attack with his sword and keeps talking. You hear two gunshots ring and hit a force field you didn’t know you have conjured. You see a woman in a black suit pointing a handgun at you. You aim a magical attack and before you could fire you feel the blade sail through your chest. You try to retaliate against Silver but he is already retreating, when you try to launch more magic he disappears into shadows. The woman is also gone. You look down to your chest to see where Silver’s sword landed, there is some blood but very little. The wound fades away when you try to examine it. ~~~ You keep going down the street, wandering towards what you think is your old apartment. You decide if you have another violent hallucination you are going to check yourself into a mental hospital. When you arrive at the Apartment you get an of a sense of nostalgia, you start to feel a small flood of memories coming to you. You force them out out your head and walk up to the door and grab a key from your pocket and try it in the door. The door clicks open and you walk into the apartment, air smells rotten and stale. You look around, the entire apartment looks a small tornado flailed around and tosses all your things about. It looks like someone was looking for something, every box is left open and nearly everything is out of place. You walk up to your bookshelf, you get a hunch look for your own textbooks. You feel like one textbook is missing, but you are not sure, but you can’t remember its name or why you are looking for it. Before you can think about anything further you hear a voice from behind you. “Winter. Are you okay?” was that Twilight’s voice? “I... Have no idea.” You let out a long sigh. “I don’t even know what is happening.” you start to feel the puppet strings wrap around your body again. “And I intend to keep it that way!” You feel your arm snap Towards Twilight, in a blind Panic you throw yourself to the ground to keep her from harm. You feel the strings force you back to your feet, you start to feel yourself losing control of your body. “Draw your weapon.” “W-w-winter....” Twilight stumbles back, you notice that she is injured. You try to force yourself to the ground, but your efforts barely make your body move. Twilight stops herself and takes a deep breath and looks you in the eye. All your senses white out from overstimulation and you lose consciousness. When you wake you feel pain throbbing through your chest, you try to take a deep breath but you find it too difficult. You try to grip your chest, but your body still isn’t in your control, you manage to wrest control of your eyes. With a burst of willpower force your eyes open. Twilight is ahead of you firing various magical attacks, she has a look of a warrior as she launches attack after attack. Your body is shrugging off paralyzing attack after attack and you can feel yourself gathering power. Your Body raises his Hand at Twilight and you feel a sense of dread when you realize the attack you are preparing. You see the small burning orb of energy begin to form around Twilight you try to stop the attack, but nothing you try can stop you attack and you begin to panic. In a panic you wrestle control of your body back and force it into a sprint and run towards Twilight. “Twilight! Your Sword!” You grab her sword with your magical grasp and point it at your chest. With the last bit of control you have thrown yourself on her sword. Was that really your decision?