• Published 2nd Jan 2012
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A Shadow Brought to Light - k12314

A young stallion, named Shadow Weaver, ha never led a good life. At least, not until SHE came along.

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Chapter 5: Confessions


"...TELLMETELLEMETELLMETELLMETELLM-" I shoved my hoof in Pinkie's mouth, as she had been saying that nonstop for five minutes, on a single breath. We were sitting on a bench in the park, the place I had chosen to be where I take a walk when I need to think.

"NO! For goodness sakes, I DON'T wanna talk about it!" I shouted at Pinkie, not wanting to tell her anything about what had happened.

"Come on! You can trust me!" She nuzzled my side in a playful and caring way.

"Listen... Pinkie, I just can't. The memories are too painful... Rainbow Dash was messing with me last night, and some memories resurfaced, I broke down in the middle of the road... What's so funny?" Pinkie was stifling a giggle.

"She was... Messing with you?" Pinkie ended up rolling around laughing. I facehoofed.

"Get your head outta the gutter! I mean she was just being funny at my expense."

Pinkie stopped laughing, and stood up. "Alright. But why did you break down? Your past can't be that bad! You seem like such a nice pony."

"Yeah, well, looks can be deceiving." I lifted a hoof to scratch the back of my neck, but it left some of my underbelly exposed, and Pinkie saw the scars. She let out a gasp, and grabbed my other foreleg and moved it to get a better look.

"Oh... That looks like it really hurt..." She started running her free hoof along the biggest scar: One starting near the bottom of my chest, clear down to the center of my stomach. I felt a slight tickle, so I instinctively went to scratch it, and instead put my hoof on Pinkie's. I decided to just push her away a little bit. I felt a little violated. But when I pushed her, gently may I add, her hair deflated, and she turned to a darker shade of pink... Oh no.

"Pinkie... I'm sorry... I've never shown these scars to anypony before. That was a little invasive."

She perked up a bit, but had a very worried look on her face. "Oh... That's alright... but how did you get all of those scars?"

"Well... Promise you won't think any less of me if I tell you."

"I won't just promise! I'll Pinkie Pie Promise! Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye!" As she made the Swear, she did all sorts of silly motions, finally ending with her nearly poking herself in the eye. I couldn't help but chuckle.

"Alright... Where to start... I was a little colt, small and lanky..."


After I finished my story, Pinkie was just staring at me, a mix of pity and fear on her face. "You really did all of those things...?"

"Yeah... I had no other choice. When you're just sneaky and have no real talent, like me, you end up following that path..." I stared at the ground, ashamed of myself.

"Well... Have you ever... K-K..." She couldn't even finish the word.

"Killed somepony?" I finished her sentence for her.


I looked back on my worst memory yet. I knew what I had done, and I regret it to this day.

(Listen to this)

"... Yeah. I have." Pinkie gasped, and scooted away from me. I continued the story in a monotone voice. "The only pony I had ever even had a conversation with back in my darker days, and he pulled a knife on me, trying to take the package I was sneaking around with. I had taken a glass shard that was laying on the ground... I didn't mean to kill him, honest! I just wanted to scare him... I-I thought h-he would be q-q-quick enough t-to d-dodge it..." The tears came again. I had been crying a lot lately. I remembered how I drove the glass into that pony's throat... The blood... The gagging sounds he made... The sound of a passerby screaming for the guards...

"S-Shadow..." She tried to give me a reassuring hug, but I shoved her away.

"D-Don't t-touch me... I-I don't DESERVE friends. I'm just a filthy criminal! I'M A MURDERER!" I threw my hooves over my eyes, hoping to suppress the tears, but it didn't work. They just kept coming.

"Don't say that..." She reached her hoof out towards me, I just waved it away.

"Pinkie, just stay away from me, and tell everypony else to do the same. I'm packing my things, and I'm finding a place to stay, away from everypony else. I'm just scum, and ponies like me don't deserve friends like you, like Twilight, like Rainbow Dash, like Fluttershy..." I got up and ran at a full gallop towards the Library, full intent on leaving, and never returning. Pinkie called out to me, but I couldn't bring myself to stop running.


I threw the Library door open, and stormed up to my room. The sorrow had been replaced with self loathing and anger.

"Shadow, what's wr-"

"It's nothing, Twilight. I'm leaving. Don't try to stop me, because I'm not changing my mind."

"Wait, what? Why're you goin', dude?" Spike leaned his head out of the kitchen door. He had been preparing dinner. I ignored him, and just went to my room, packing the few things I had earned in my time in Ponyville.

"Shadow... Please tell me what's wrong..." Twilight put her hoof on my shoulder, but I swatted it away.

"DON'T TOUCH ME! I don't deserve it. I don't deserve the pity, or the friendship that you and the others have given me." I tied up the cloth I had put everything in, and put it on a makeshift sling on my back.

"But you do! You're a kind, considerate, and nice stallion! What reason could you possibly ha-"

"I'm none of those. You know what I am? A murderer. Ask Pinkie, she'll fill you in on the details." I trotted out of my room, down the stairs, and out the door. It was almost nightfall. I walked to the outskirts of town, and found two large boulders leaning on each other. I squeezed into the opening on the bottom, and decided to just stay there for the night. I ignored the bugs crawling on me. I didn't care. I just laid there, thinking about all the horrible things I had done in my miserable life up to that point. I had stolen, corrupted, and killed.

And I had taken friendship I didn't deserve.

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