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// Prolouge  
// Story: The Guardian 
// by Tiramina8914 
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	I've got no time...I've got no time...I've got no time
	This little thought ran through his head over and over and over again, spinning in circles so fast that he couldn't see strait. His breath was quick and heavy, sweat dripped down his forehead and neck, and he was gripping his flashlight so hard his knuckles had turned white. 
It was exactly how he pictured it for so many night's before in his dreams. Lighting cracked outside, rain beat against the windows, and the chime of the hallway grandfather clock ticked behind him. 
Mokuba had pressed himself to the body of the tall clock, his pupils had shrunk to the size of pin-points, and his knees quaked uncontrollably. His head whipped side to side, searching the darkened halls worriedly. 
He could hear it...
He could feel it...
It's presence. It was haunting him. Stalking him through the halls and waiting for it's chance to strike. 
Mokuba closed his eyes and lowered his head, focusing on nothing but his hearing. 
A slight thump to his left. 
Mokuba raced forward, the blood pumping in his legs and heating his whole body. He made a sharp left, and then a right, pressing himself to the door of the washroom. Pointing the flashlight forward and around, he scanned to see if he was heard. 
A low hiss, and a pitter patter of steps. 
Mokuba's flushed face turned a ghostly white. He took a peak at his digital watch strapped to his wrist. 
5:57 
Two more minutes. Two more minutes and than he was safe. This disaster always began at midnight, and didn't till the early hours of six. The sun was mostly over the horizon, but the strange creature perusing him didn't seem to care. It only wanted him. For what reason he didn't know, but this strange creature wanted him. 
Mokuba raced down the hall, hearing the steps get louder, and faster. 
He had made a complete circle, and was now back to the grandfather clock. He checked his watch. 
5:59. 
He sighed, and he looked up. 
There it was. Standing at the end of the hall. The demon. 
It stood at a proud three feat tall, and was almost seven feat long including its tail. It had black, leathery looking skin, with large, bat wings at it's side. It had two, large ears that laid back aggressively on it's basketball like head. It's forelegs had three, long, white claws, and it's back legs were large, cloven hooves. It's tail was about four feet of its length, and it had solid, red eyes that stared lifelessly at him. 
Silence. The only thing he heard was the clock behind him and his own heart pounding in his ears. 
The clock began to ring, 6 o' clock. 
The demon snarled, bearing it's long white fangs and blue tongue. It bounded forward, racing down the hall. Mokuba let out an earsplitting scream, before feeling the demon body slam him, crashing into the clock. Mokuba grabbed the demon's neck and pushed his feet onto it's gut, attempting to push it away. They began wrestling on the floor, the demon clawing and scratching his face and chest. 
It snapped it's jaws at his chest, attempting to ripe his chest open. He pushed it off, throwing the demon across the hall, hearing it cry out angrily. 
"Mokuba?!" 
He heard his brother calling to him, and a rush of feet. 
A wrestle of a door handle. The demon got back to it's feet and charged at him again. This time, it leap up, wrapped it's tail around his legs and threw him to the ground. Mokuba screeched, failing his arms around in attempts to free himself. The demon began clawing at his chest, ripping his skin open. He screamed out in pain, hearing his brother wrestling the door of his bedroom. He felt a warm liquid flow down his sides and neck, pain filling every part of his body. The demon lifted up it's right claw, and brought it down on his chest. It pulled back on his skin and ribs, creating a giant hole in his skin. It shoved it's snout into the gap, and locked it's teeth around something. It pulled back, something snapped, and Mokuba felt all feeling leave his body. He glanced up to see a blue orb in it's jaws. 
He felt his vision tunnel out, his breath slow down, and his heart come to a stop. 
The last thing he saw before he blacked out was his brother bursting through the door, calling out to him, and then. 
Nothing. 



She felt it. The tingle in her heart. Something happened, it, had happened. The large, cream alicorn stood up and turned to look through the void. 
"...it is time..."