• Published 4th Aug 2018
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One Castle, Two Alicorns - James Pwyll



When Twilight and her friends return home from their camping trip in the Everfree, they're shocked to discover an unexpected intruder

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Darkness

Twilight's conversations with Midnight had never really been the friendliest, even in spite of all the times she'd attempted to get closer to her. But, let it never be said that the Princess of Friendship ever gave up on anyone. Walking towards her guest's chambers, she took in a deep breath, then put on a smile in an effort to put on the best face possible. With her horn lighting up, she turned the door's knob, opening it up.

"Midnight? I was wondering if we could..."

But her words were halted as soon as she saw what was transpiring within the room. Midnight was there, sitting quietly in front of her dressing table, but what truly caused shock for Twilight was how she appeared. Her eyes were closed, but from them could be seen small wisps of smoke, purple in colour. In addition to this, the cloned alicorn's horn was glowing a bizarre and unnatural shade, a combination of not only more purple, but also green as well. Recognition immediately came to Twilight, and she rushed in, her voice drenched in worry.

"Midnight!"

The louder tone caused the double's focus to break, and her eyes snapped open. This act caused the strange aura around her to vanish, and now she appeared as she normally did, albeit with a slightly annoyed expression as she turned towards her host.

"Princess, I'd appreciate it if you didn't break my concentration like that. Coming out of magic like that so abruptly can be jarring."

But Twilight had far bigger concerns than that right now.

"You...you were using dark magic?!"

Midnight raised an eyebrow, then gave a nonchalant nod.

"I was. And...your point is...?"

Twilight blinked, utterly astounded that her mirror image would ask such a thing.

"I...you...dark magic is bad, Midnight! That's why it's called dark magic!"

Midnight rolled her eyes.

"Twilight, in case it slipped your notice...I'm made of dark magic! It's kind of unavoidable for me to get involved with it."

Twilight took another step forward, a frown forming on her face.

"Midnight...we don't ever use dark magic like that! It's dangerous!"

Midnight frowned right back.

"Magic, no matter what form it has, is a tool, Princess. The only danger is in its use."

She narrowed her eyes.

"If you used your teleportation powers to send some hapless earth pony a thousand metres into the sky, that would be pretty deadly, right?"

Twilight scoffed at such a suggestion.

"That is completely different! We're not talking about some spell that can simply be misused here, Midnight! Dark magic has only ever been bad! No good has ever come to ponies who indulge in it!"

Slowly, a smirk came to the doppelganger's lips.

"No good, you say?"

Twilight, although she knew by now that her double was probably forming some kind of "gotcha" moment, maintained her stance.

"Yes, that's right."

Chuckling, Midnight hopped off her chair, looking her host right in the eye.

"You know, I'm still sifting through a lot of these memories I have of your life, Princess. And I couldn't help but notice one in particular."

She stepped forward confidently.

"Your first visit to the Crystal Empire, where you and your friends had to search for the Crystal Heart?"

Twilight sighed, knowing where this was going now.

"You're going to mention how I needed to use dark magic to reveal the Heart's whereabouts in the throne room, right?"

Midnight nodded.

"A rather useful application of it, wouldn't you say?"

Twilight narrowed her eyes.

"If dark magic hadn't been responsible for hiding it away in the first place, I wouldn't have had to resort to it!"

Midnight laughed, turning away and walking towards the window.

"The pristine and flawless Princess of Friendship, using dark magic of all things! Oh, what gossip that would yield, eh?"

Twilight looked to her guest with concern, but said nothing as another laugh came from her.

"Don't worry, I don't plan on letting others know. Wouldn't do me any good to antagonise the one giving me sanctuary after all."

Twilight's face softened, and she slowly turned to look at the mirror on the nearby dressing table. After a few moments, her eyes then drifted back to Midnight.

"What were you using dark magic for back there anyway?"

Midnight herself continued to stare out of the window, yet even though she did not look to Twilight, she nevertheless began to answer.

"...Practice."

Twilight took a few steps closer, looking a little curious towards that response.

"Practice? For what?"

Midnight let out a sigh.

"In case...she comes back."

Twilight didn't need to ask who she was referring to, and the young Princess soon gave an understanding nod.

"Chrysalis?"

Midnight, though she continued to stare outside, nodded back.

"I don't doubt that I'm still in her thoughts, one way or another. I'm her failure. Her 'rebel creation'. Sooner or later, she will come back for me, as she will for all who've crossed her. And on that day, should it ever come..."

She finally turned, bearing a clear expression of determination.

"...I need to be ready."

Twilight walked over to her, taking a brief moment to look at the sunny skies out of the window, before facing her copy in earnest.

"I appreciate that you feel the need to prepare yourself for that. Believe me, I've had my fair share of contingencies over the years."

Her frown returned.

"But dark magic, and spells of that nature...aren't the way."

Midnight scoffed.

"I know Chrysalis, Twilight. As do you. We both understand that she won't fight fair if it comes right down to it. She'll use tricks, deception, weapons of power, any advantage she can get her hooves on."

Twilight nodded.

"You're right. Your very existence has proved that she's willing to do anything to try and gain some edge over us."

Midnight pointed to her.

"All the more reason we need to be willing to do so! She's out there, right now, plotting her next move, be it against me or you and your friends. When she comes back..."

She turned, looking out of the window again.

"...and she will, I intend to have every advantage possible on my side."

For a time, she paused, and then, after letting out another sigh, she hung her head slightly.

"She nearly killed me once. I have no intention to let her do so a second time."

Twilight looked to her double, and seemed genuinely surprised to see her like this. Midnight had always come across to her as being confident, so sure of herself. Yet now, in this moment, she appeared fearful, vulnerable. It really took the Princess aback to see just how deeply this fear of Chrysalis was for her. And yet, as she dwelt on that thought, she could not deny that she shared it.

"I worry about her too."

Midnight turned to her as she continued speaking.

"Every once in a while, when it's quiet, I'll think about her, what she might be doing. She rejected friendship, and she's been out there, hiding and scheming to do all sorts of terrible things. There's no question in my mind that she'll be back to finish what she started. Vengeance consumes her every thought, and we'll have to face her."

Her copy studied her face carefully, then took on a more serious look herself.

"Yet you would ask that I restrict the kind of magic I use?"

Twilight looked back to her.

"I do."

A frown re-emerged on the clone's face.

"Your deadliest enemy will return one day, and may bring with her the greatest wrath you and your friends have ever faced. In the tapestry of your lives, she may well be the ultimate final threat. The end-game. How exactly do you plan to stop her?"

Twilight paused, deep in thought over that, admittedly, very important question. But then, as she considered it, a smile formed on her lips, and she again looked to her guest.

"...Together."

Midnight looked to her with incredulity.

"...You'll lose."

A quick chuckle escaped the Princess, and she gave a small nod.

"Then...we'll do that together too."

Now, given the kind of cynical mare Midnight usually appeared to be, Twilight was fully prepared for some kind of scoff or sarcastic retort to her words. Instead, and to her immense surprise, her double merely smirked, laughing briefly before starting to walk past her.

"You're an optimistic one, Princess. I'll give you that much."

To Twilight's credit, she matched her smirk.

"One of us has to be."

The two shared a laugh, which was a nice change of pace for them, and before long, Midnight moved back over to her dressing table, using her horn to open one of the drawers. Twilight watched with curiosity as her fellow mare levitated out a pair of scissors.

"What are you doing?"

Midnight stared at the scissors before her.

"You know...I was mistaken for you the other day."

Twilight nodded.

"I know...Starlight told me."

Midnight made a note of that before continuing.

"No offense, but I'm not fond of being thought of as someone else. So..."

She didn't finish, instead moving the scissors to behind her head. There, and to Twilight's genuine shock, she took hold of much of her mane and, with one single perfect slice, cut right through it. Twilight watched as those long hairs fell to the floor, leaving her now non-identical clone with a much shorter mane, one which only went down to her neck and no further. Midnight, after looking at her new reflection, gave an approving nod, before looking back to her host.

"Well? Does it suit me?"

A pause, and Twilight then broke out into a genuine smile.

"Hey, as long as I don't see any more dark magic from you, you can look however you want."

Midnight snorted.

"I'll take it."