When terror strikes and Twilight soon turns to stone, she puts hope in an unexpected place. A human.
Discord returns, and for the worse. He begins to terrorize Equestria, like normal. But this time, there is no one to stop him. Discord knew that Twilight could stop him again, so he put a spell on Twilight that would turn her to stone. In the last few minutes of Twilight's life, she does something unexpected. She puts all hope into the life of a human girl by switching bodies. This random girl has to learn to be a pony, and learn magic in order to save all of Equestria... Or maybe, the whole universe.
Twilight appeared in the dark room with a flash of light. She stumbled and fell to the floor, smacking the soft carpet floor. She struggled to get up with her sore muscles, shaking and limping as she walked through the room.
Twilight looked at her surroundings. She was in a very small enclosed bedroom. An unamde bed lay on one side with a small figure sleeping restfully. other than a dusty bookshelf that took up the other room and a small wooden desk, the furniture was sparse. Twilight wanted to laugh at how small she thought the bookshelf was, but her body hurt too much. She wanted to know more about her surroundings, but she didn't have much time.
She stumbled throught the midnight light, tripping as she walked to the nearby bed. She rested on the side of the warm wooden bed frame for what she was aobut to do. She wanted to sit there forever, maybe go to sleep, but there was no time. It was now, or never.
She looked at the human girl sleeping in the bed, quiet as can be. Twilight estimated that she was about 13 years old. She was a little short, about 5'1", and skinny. Her blond hair glowed in the blue moonlight, lighting up her face. She looked peacefull in her rest, not knowing what was going to happen. Twilight was surprised that the girl didn't wake up from all the ruckus that she made.
Now or never.
Tears ran down Twilight's cheek. She couldn't believe what she has to do, but it was the only way to defeat Discord again. Discord... The name stuck in her head, like a song you can't forget.
Only Twilight had the power to defeat him again, but she couldn't last much longer. Discord had cursed her, a spell that would petrify her... Soon. There was no way around it. No way, but one.
She stared at the sleeping girl, trying to hold back her tears as much as possible. She kept searching her mind for another way around... and came up blank. For once, she was out of ideas.
Twilight leaned over to the girl's face, dropping tears along the way. She wiped her face with her hoof and mentally braced herself for what she was about to do.
Standing there, hovering over the girl, Twilight saw something in her. Saw something she could trust. Put hope in. Twilight knew that this was the pefect person.
Twilight closed her eyes, squinting. Her horn started to glow. The room slowly filled with purple light. Everything began to shake; Books fell off of the small bookshelf and pictures fell from the walls.
A mix of emotions was flowing through Twilight. She was worried about what was going to happen to the world. But at the same time, she was curious of what this girl would do as her. And worst of all, she wondered if she would ever see her friends again.
One last tear dropped from Twilight's eye. She wispered down to the girl, even though Twilight knew that she was dead asleep,"The fate of Equestria lies in your hooves. Do good, my friend. I trust you."
And with those final words, Twilight touched the girl with her horn.
In a flash of bright white light, the two bodys began to change form. The girls skin grew short purple furr. Her hair changed dark blue, with a streak of purple and pink down the side. Her hands and feet now became hooves.
Twilight's body morphed too. Her fur changed to pale skin, her body changed shape to that of a human. Most notably, her horn shrunk into nothing.
Twilight had become the young girl, and she had taken Twilight's place.
Twilight limped in her new body. Not only did she still hurt, but she also wasn't used to standing on 2 legs. She ended up crawling to a nearby desk. She reached up on the desk, crumpling a piece of paper and a pen in her hand. Twilight had to write a note; the poor girl would be scared to death if she had no idea what was going on.
Twilight sat on the soft carpet floor. Scribbling on the crumpled piece of paper, she tryed to make words out of her horrid handwriting. She had never written with a hand before. Her hand shaking didn't help either.
Not too soon later, she finished the note. It looked like somebody had snatched the note out of a garbage can. Nevertheless, it was still a note, so it would work.
Twilight fell to her side, trying to relax. She had done all that she could. Now it is time for someone else to live on her legend.
Right before she turned to stone, she smiled.
Dear_____
I trust you. I trust you to do the right thing with your new abilities. I trust you to learn well, and use your newfound magic for good. A dark cloud of evil roams my world. Only I could defeat it, but unfortunate circumstances place the burden on your shoulders. But, You are a new person... I mean pony, now. There's not much I can say because I don't have much time, but I just want to warn you. You have a long journey ahead of you. You are a smart pony, and I trust that you will take this well. Goodbye forever. And... Good luck.
Twilight Sparkle
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I plan on continuing this story, so stay tuned! Thanks to my friend Zach, for editing all of my mistakes.
Have you ever woken up one morning to see your entire life crumble before you? Have you woken up to figure out that all you know doesn't matter? Have you ever lost everything that you cared about? This is exactly what happened when the sun rose on the 25th of february, 2012. But, little did I know that this was not the end of my life. It was the beginning.
The sun shined through my eylids, glowing. It annoyed me. Sometimes I just want to pick up the sun, move it down, and go back to sleep. Like THAT was possible...
I moaned, shifting through the assoetment of pillows and blankets. Right when I moved, I realized that my entire body ached. Never had I felt so sore before.
My stomach growled at me. I was starving. Now, all of my senses were coming back to life. I could feel the soft pillow under my head. I smelled the swwet sissle of bacon. I knew my mom was making bacon, egg, and cheese biscuts. It's pretty much the only thing she ever makes with bacon.
My stomach hissed. Again.
I sqirmed through my bed some more, trying to at least sit up. The soreness of my body tore at me. I somehow managed to push my body up with (what I thought was) my arms. I sat there, still with my eyes closed. The sunlight was blinding me, even through my eyelid.
My stomach growled, for a third time. My hunger was eating at me... No pun intended.
I had to go Get food. I felt like I had been stranded, with no food for a week. I must have bacon!
I moved my legs out from the bed, and tried to stand up. for some reason, my legs never hit the ground. I anticipated to touch land soon, but I never did. I fell from the edge of the bed, smacking something hard.
The soreness and pain exploded in my body (twice). The sudden impact made me dizzy. But something didn't seem right. I have never had any objects this hard in my room. What did I fall on?
I opened my eyes. The morning glow blocked my vision for a second, but soon my eyes adjusted. But even then, still something couldn't have been right. I was staring face to face with... Myself? Not only that, but it seemed to be made out of stone!
The sight of something so unpredictable jerked me into full conciosness. I sat upright.
Billions of questions went through my mind. What happened to me? How did this happen? What am I suppost to do now? And most importantly, if that was me then who am I?
That last question hung in my mind. I was afraid to look at myself, but I knew i would have to soon.
I slowly lifted my hand into my vision, somewhat turning my head away as if I would suddenly attack myself. Who knows what could happen?
But what I saw took me completly by surprise. A purple... Hoof? Not only that, but it seemed like a chunk was taken out of reality, and replaced with a cartoon! I turned my hand... hoof around just to make sure it was real. Still, even after that, I thoght I was dreaming.
At this point, I was freaking out. I was breathing very quikly, almost hyperventilating. I slammed my head on the wooden bedframe nearby. Nope, not a dream...
"Kaylie, are you alright?" a muffled voice came from outside my room. It was my mother. She must of heard me. I wanted to scream at her, but I knew that I should keep this a secret. For as long as I could, anyway.
"um... I'm fine." I squeeked. Something was wrong with my voice, too! It didn't sound like me at all!
I had to see what happened to me. I crawled to a mirror that was hanging on the side of my desk. After seeing the desk, I noticed something was wrong with it too! Someone knocked over all of my stuff! That didn't matter now. I still headed tward the mirror.
In an instant, my eyes widened. What I saw was a completly different person. Actually, a completly different animal! Purple furr? 4 legs? A horn?!? And what the heck was that picture on my butt? A star? Note to whoever's body this is - nice placement of that tattoo.
I looked back to the stone figure that lay on the floor. This time, I saw something that I didn't notice before. It was holding a crumpled paper in it's hand. A note? Maybe this note could at least explain half of this.
I ran... erm... quikly trotted back to the statue, and reached out for the paper in her hand. I tried to speedily snatch the paper, but the I remembered. My fingers disapeared. After that, I tried wrapping my arm around the paper to pull it out of the stone figure's hand, but when I tried to pull, my arm slipped out. Then, I tried grabbing the note inbetween my two hoofs. Finally, I had the note out of her hand, and open to read freely.
I read the paper franticly. But, to my surprise, it had almost no info on what happened. All that really stood out was, "You have a long journey ahead of you."
At this time, I knew nothing. I had no idea what that tattoo was. I had no idea what kind of journey I would be on. Most importantly, I had no idea what kind of powers I had. It was a terrible start. But, as the quote goes, "Greatness from small beginnings." I never knew how correct this quote was.
Dear Diary. My mom found out... Well, I couldn't stay in my room forever! I was hungry, after all. I went ahead and told her everything. Well, at least everything that I knew. I was still confused myself. But, you could probably guess where my mother first took me.
My mom blabbed and nagged, spitting endless amounts of questions, each of which I did not wish to answer as we walked into the hospital, "Are you okay? Do you think you can walk without help? Do you feel sick?" I never knew you could be freaked out and annoyed at the same time. "Yeah, I'm fine mom," I responded.
The automatic glass doors quickly slid open, revealing a lady sitting at a small desk. She was tall, and frail. Her hair was a peculiar neon white. I never seen hair with such an odd hue before. Her hair was so bright and clear, the sun's reflection bounced off her hair and almost blinded me. She was old, maybe in her 70's, yet she still looked physically fit.
Right as the woman saw me trotting in the entrence, she recoiled back in surprise. As she was staring at me, she turned slowly to my mother, but still kept her eyes on me.
"We... We don't let pets in here... No matter how weird..."
I anticipated that this was going to be a problem. Going to a vet might have been a better idea, but I knew a way around this lady.
"Who are you calling a pet?" I shot out at the receptionist. As soon as she heard me talk, her eyes widened even further, completely stunned and thoroughly confused. I could tell by her face that she had absolutely no idea what to say. She stammered her words.
"Uh... Go right... Ahead..."
Just as I planned. I walked ahead and sat in a nearby seat while mom found a sheet to fill out information on. I looked around to take in my surroundings. Everything was white. Typical hospital. White walls, white desks, white plastic chairs, even the receptionist’s neon white hair. The only thing not white was the hard carpet, which was an odd assortment of shades of blue. The smell of chemicals filled the air, everything smelt, no.. it felt clean... Way too clean.
As I continued to glance around, I spotted people in other chairs, also waiting. Many of them were staring at me, with their jaws to the floor. Some were asleep. I even saw one teenager rocking out to music playing in his headphones, completely oblivious to the world around him. I could hear the screemo music blasting all the way across the room.
Surprisingly, we didn't have to wait long. I thought I was going to be in that waiting room forever, but, soon a doctor came, and called out my name,
"Kaylie?" At least someone considers me a human, rather than a pet.
We followed the doctor through the blank white hallways. The hospital seemed enormous. There were rooms everywhere, and the hallways seemed endless. I had no idea where this guy was taking us. But, he knew where he was going. I’m completely surprised as I watch him make a seemingly endless amount of turns through the hallways. Sometimes, not even looking up from his clipboard. I can’t comprehend how he could memorize this entire massive facility. Plus, whatever knowledge he has as a doctor.
While walking down the hallway, I saw a nametag on the doctor's shirt that read, "Jason." I don't know why, but that name stuck in my head.
Finally we made it to whatever room he was taking me too. I don't see why he could have taken me to one of the empty rooms out of the hundreds of nearly identical rooms we passed. Also, I was a little surprised I didn't see anyone on the way here. The hospital was practically deserted.
The room was small and simple. On one side, a bed looking thing, only with wax paper on top. On the other, a counter with wooden cabinets above and below it. And 2 plastic chairs in between, just like the ones we saw in the waiting room. Everything else was plain. White tile floor, white walls and ceiling, plus a glass sliding door and a white curtain to pull in front of the glass door for privacy.
I sat upright on the paper covered bed, crinkling it. Seriously, what was the point of this paper? My mom sat on one of the plastic chairs. I saw that she was worried. I was a bit too, to be honest. Jason was searching through one of the upper cabinets.
"Well, first thing's first, we need a blood sample." Jason announced.
Needles. That's the first thing that came to my mind. I was always deathly afraid of needles. I knew "blood sample" meant getting a shot. And, sure enough, Jason pulled a syringe out of the compartment he was searching through.
I squeezed my eyes shut, wishing that I hadn’t come to the hospital at all. How could I be so stupid to just let my mom take me here? I was bound to get a shot in a hospital. I just wished I was back at home.
Something happened. The feel of crinkled paper under me was replaced with carpet, and the smell of chemicals was replaced by fresh air. What happened?
I opened my eyes, and to my surprise, I was in my room.
I had gotten my first glimpse of magic. It was like I gained super powers! I could go wherever I want! I was already amazed, yet I had only seen a glimpse of what I could do.
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My fault for not saying this before... :P Thanks to Vybol Seng for editing this one!
Dear Diary. My life just gets weirder and weirder. Turning into a pony was weird enough. Let alone, a purple unicorn... With a tattoo on her butt. I still can't get over that for some reason. Then, teleporting? Oh yea! I forgot to say that my mom freaked out. She called the police because she thought I was missing! Well... Now the public knows. And it's all over the news. This couldn’t get any weirder...
A shooting star streaked across the night sky. What a beautiful sight. Every night, I come out onto the rooftop of my house, and watch the stars. Because our house was on the top of a hill, you could see everything here. I almost lived my life up here! This is even where I write in my diary.
When I first started doing this, my mother was deathly afraid of me falling off. She would always command me to get off the roof. But now after being up on there so many times now, she even comes up with me to talk sometimes!
I kept looking into the sky, ignoring all of the crickets chirping. I sat there, trying to forget about the past day, Enough crazy things have happened today. I just want some time to relax, that's all.
Something caught my eye. It was the moon. Nothing special... Until it suddenly changed phases right before my eyes! Wait, that can’t be right..
I attempt to rub my eyes but end up hitting myself in the eye pretty hard with the sharp edge of my hoof. Something was wrong... The moon seemed to be changing phases fast enough to be seen by the naked eye. What was going on?
Another wacky thing hit me, but this time literally. A piece of paper soaring through the wind abruptly slapped me in the face. At first I stammered back, but I didn't want to fall off the roof, so I instantly slammed my hooves on the shingles in an attempt to stay still. Thank god I didn't fall! After recovering from my near death experience, I went ahead and wiped the paper off my face and pinned it to the rooftop with my hoof so I could look at it. At first it was hard to tell what was on the paper because of all the scrapes, dirt marks, and the darkness of the night, but thanks to the shining light emanating from the moon, I think I figured it out.
It was a picture of some place very colorful. There was bright green grass, and beautiful dark blue mountains in the background. There were houses that almost looked like cabins, but bigger. One of the houses was a massive tree, with a door in it and windows all over. Supposedly, I could only guess this was a house of some sort, and a pretty cool one at that. Plenty of ponies were walking about, trotting in and out of houses, or going to stands selling food or.. quills and couches? All of the ponies looked so... happy!
I was so curious. Where was this picture taken? After all of the world history I learned in school, or in life, I have never seen or heard of any place like this. Plus, were these ponies living there? It's weird enough for me being a pony, but a whole colony of ponies? Something is not right.
But, the good thing is that I can teleport there! All I have to do is close my eyes, and pretend that I am... where ever this place is.
My curiosity could not wait. I had to check this out. Anyway, if I didn't like it, I could come right back home. Right? I closed my eyes, and pictured in my head a land full of bright colors, and many ponies. I imagined every last detail that was in the picture; the stands, the houses. Even the tree house.
I opened my eyes, but what I saw was not what I expected.
Everything changes from one time to another. Every place, every person (or pony), every building. Sometimes for the better, or for the worse. But, the upside down buildings, soap roads, flying pies, and much more was way out of line. Not to mention, how there was no one around. Never have I seen such a beautiful town turned into a realm of darkness and chaos.
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Sorry that this chapter was a little late. School is kinda pinning me down. But, I'm still gonna write no matter what! :D
Dear Diary Whatever place this is, it has to be some place important. I'm sure that it has to be a reason of why this all started. But how? An empty town means nothing. There could have been billions upon billions of explanations. But whatever happened, I need check this place out out. See if I can find any clue as to what happened to me.
I slowly walked through the night and over the purple checkered grass, trotting toward the tree house. Most of the cottages were the same or at least very similar, except the tree house. It was different, so I believed it was a good first choice.
As I was inching closer to the house, a sudden change in lighting frightened me. The gleaming silver moon had abruptly fell, and was replaced by the blazing orange and yellow sun, all in an instant. I was absolutely baffled. Was this really how the weather was here? No... there's no way that could be right, Something had to be wrong here. As like the rest of this town.
I finally made it to the tree house, as I pushed the door open with my head, I remembered the note. The name that was signed on it - Twilight Sparkle.
Something in my head told me that this place had something to do with her. Was it her house? What long journey was she talking about? So far, I have only been in room and to the hospital...
I walked inside, luckily the candles flickered to life suddenly to reveal a massive library. There were books everywhere! The bookshelf in my room didn't even come to one tenth of this!
Bookshelves filled the outside of the circular room, with a small round desk in the center. The warm lights illuminated the wooden floor. There was also a staircase, leading into a small wooden door. I was left to imagine how a tree house that looked so warm and cozy from the outside, could house so many books on the inside.
I located a small set of wooden stairs that led to a bedroom. After much consideration, I stepped up the stairs, but when I pushed the wooden door open, billions of letters tumbled violently through the doorway, crashing on top of me. I climbed up from the pile of paper.
"Weird..." I thought. "Who would keep this many letters in their room?"
One of the letters, already open, caught my eye. I quickly scanned over the contents of the parchment.
"Dear Princess Celestia... Never judge a book by its cover... You’re faithful student, Twilight Sparkle."
"That's a weird topic to be talking about with a princess," I thought. I struggled to get out of the mess of paper, which resulted in me tumbling down the stairs. I climbed back up, being extra careful not to slip on any of the letters. It was then when I had noticed how much better I was at traveling with these four new hooves. In the beginning, I was tumbling and falling every left and right, now I could almost completely manage on my own.
Peeking inside the bedroom to make sure there was nothing else that would fall on me, I tip-toed in, and flicked on the light switch. No lights came on. But, who cares about the light? With the sunlight coming through the win-... The sun just disappeared.
I fumbled through the darkness of the small room, and luckily found a lantern lying on a nearby desk, and flicked it on.The room was simple, oddly enough, just like mine. A small bed with decorative stars on it. A desk, papers sprawled all over it. The only thing different was the shining telescope standing next to the window.
There was also a small bookshelf. Which made absolutely no sense to me, but why would someone have a bookshelf in a library? Personal favorites I suppose?
I looked at the books in the small shelf, reading the titles out loud, even though no one was listening.
"Supernatural Remedies... Daring Do, and the quest for the Sapphire Statue... Astronomical Astronomer's Alamanac to All Things Astronomy..." There had to be something else in this house that could explain more. I glanced around the darkly lit room and noticed 2 books on the desk full of papers.
One of them, open. I walked over to see what they were.The first seemed very old and musty, and looked like it could fall apart at any second, much like the receptionist at the hospital. The title was barely legible, faded and scratched from the test of time.
"The Elements of Harmony. Sounds important. I'll read it later..." I put the book on my back and stared at the second book, scanning the contents of the open page. Page 32. There were paragraphs filling the page, each with their own title.
"Levitation... Illumination... Summoning elements..." One of the titles struck me. "Body Switching."
Immediately as I read that line, as if planned, the whole house started to tremble. Everything started to fall; books, lights, the telescope. Even bits of the celling were falling too.
What? How can a tree house collapse!? I decided it would be best not to question it. Sounds of destruction filled my ears as more objects slipped from their well organized positions on shelves and drawers, quickly finding themselves on the floor.
I picked up the two books, and put them on my back, quickly.
An angry voice, powerful and strong, filled the entire room loudly over the sound of the house falling apart,
"Twilight! I thought I was done with you!!!"
Everything was being destroyed. I had no idea what to do. I started to run out the door from the room, but a fallen bookshelf blocked my path way.
The voice came back, yelling,
"TTTWWWIIILLLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII-"
This was nonsense. I had to get out, but my only exit was blocked. There was only one choice left.
All of the sounds of destruction disappeared, along with the voice, all in an instant. They were gone from existence. Teleporting back home, I was greeted by the sound of nothing.
Before I start the story again, I will have to say something. Recently, I have been having trouble with editors. (No offense.) Sometimes they just don't have the time. So, I thought up a new way for editing. Whenever I make a chapter, I will instantly post it, and if you find a mistake, put it in the comments below. So now, anyone and everyone can be my editor!
Alright, back to the story...
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Dear Diary This makes no sense. Everything is going crazy. Not only in that other pony world but also on earth. The news has recordings of houses turning to jello, flying trees, and not to mention, good cafeteria food. Anyway, it's time to look through those books I found. But, whatever happens, I just hope that none of this is my fault.
I stared at the two books lying on the small wooden desk. I knew I had to read them eventually, but I didn't want to. After all of the crap that has gone on for the past few days, it felt like a bad idea to even open them. But if the entire world depends on it, there is not much choice.
"Einie meine mine mo, catch a tiger by the toe, if he hollers let him go, einie meine mine mo..." I randomly picked one of the two books, pointing with my eyes closed. I opened my eyes to see the title, "Almanac of Spells." Well, I guess it's time to lean some magic then...
I flipped the monsterous book open to a random page. The first article that I saw was very short and shallow. I read it out loud, "Levitation. There really is no way to explain how levitation works. You kinda just have to think..."
Wow. Quite a lot of helpful information. Anyway, I wonder what my first victim will be.
I turned around to glance through my room. Everything was still that same as it has been. The blanket on the floor from when I fell out of bed... The pencil holder knocked over on the carpet... My tiny book shelf casting a huge shadow over the bed... Not to mention the petrified body still lying there. She looks peaceful. Or... I look peaceful.
I chose my first test subject; a pair of dirty pants lying on the floor. What? They need to go into the washer anyway. It's not like I can leave them there forever.
I stared at the lump of cloth. Nothing happened. I tried squinting my eyes. Nothing. I attempted to wave my hands over it, as if that would help. That just ended up making myself look stupid.
Starting intensely at the pile on the floor, I thought of other things to do. Maybe I can grow an invisible arm, and pick it up. Is that how they do it?
The jeans started to twitch as a purple glow formed. Was that the trick? Growing an extra arm? How typical. I strained my head more, trying to get the jeans to move more. Instead, they just started to twitch more violently. I tried harder.
In a sudden burst, the jeans flew past my face, and shattered through the window into the open air. The surprise made me jerk my head straight. Another crash sounded, followed by car alarms. "Hey!!! Ye will pay for thyeat!" an old lady cursed from below.
Must be the receptionist...
Let’s move on... What magic trick can I mess up next?
I walked over back to the book to look for more spells. One of the spells sounded interesting. "Creating Elements. Elements, as in the 4 basic elements. Earth, Water, Fire, and Air. Because of the laws of physics, you can't just create stuff out of thin air. You have to sacrifice something else. For instance, if I wanted to create a fire, I would take any heat nearby and move it to the same location, creating a burst of heat."
Interesting. Not only are these spells physics defying, but they also follow the rules of physics... This makes no sense. Well... Let's see if I can make water.
I glanced around the room for anything resembling a liquid, yet I could not find anything. Heck, even a moist sponge might do. Yet everything was dry to the bone. I even looked outside the broken window to see if there was anyone using a hose to water their garden. Nothing.
Finally, I spotted what I was looking for. A bottle of hand sanitizer. I bought it, thinking I would use it to make myself a little cleaner, but I never used it. So, I had a full bottle of hand sanitizer stuck on the corner of my desk.
Well, let’s get to the fun part!
I started at the bottle of goop, straining my head. That familiar purple glow started to fill the room again. My head hurt like crap. It felt like the worst headache in the world.
But, quicker than I expected, something happened. A small droplet of shiny water formed in the air, directly in front of me. I didn't stop the magic. The tiny droplet slowly grew into the size of a marble. It kept growing bigger and bigger! Soon, it was the size of a baseball!
But now that I have made this ball of water... what am I support to do with it? Well, it is water, so throwing it outside wouldn't hurt anyone.
I realized I was already holding the crystal clear ball of liquid, letting it float in midair. I guess this spell also works along with the levitation spell. Well, at least the levitation spell is working this time.
I turned around, and, mentally threw the ball out of the shattered window. As soon as I let go of the water, it fell down below my house, out of sight.
"Hey, will you knock it off?" another voice from down below shouted. "Um... Sorry!" I responded. "Yea, you better be sorry!" Stupid idiot...
After being so amazed about such an amazing trick, I completely forgot about the bottle of hand sanitizer! I snapped my head around to look at the bottle of green slime, surprised to see that it was completely dry, and filled with green dust!
Wow... This is amazing. I can do so much with these powers! This "Magic Almanac" is my new favorite book! But my head hurts too much to continue. I might as well look at the other book, too.
I stood next to the desk, staring at the ripped up book. I'm surprised it hasn't fallen apart by now. This book seems so old it could disappear in a puff of dust.
I didn't want to waste any time. Let’s get this book over with...
I started to open the book with my hoof, but while I was opening it, something happened. A flash of light blinded me, making me stammer and run into my bed. I rubbed my eyes, which hurt from the sudden brightness. Finally, the whiteness went away, but it somehow took something with it. The book I was trying to open was gone.
Well... You learn something new every day. Today, I learned how to torture people by throwing jeans at them. Not kidding! It really works. Apparently. Anyhow, what was up with that other book? How did it just disappear? Or, why? Wait a minute...
Is someone hiding something from me?
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If you remember right, the day Kaylie turned into a pony was Feb 25, 2012. Today is that day! So let's celebrate the new beginning!
Also, on a side note, it's my birthday. :P I have no idea why I made this story happen on my birthday. :D
What is the point in trying anymore? There is a limit to what I can do on my own. Even with enough magic tricks to impress a circus, I still can't do anything worthwhile. I am only one person. Or pony... I wish I had someone that could help.
I decided to go back to pony town, or whatever it's called. There has got to be something in that town that can help me. But, Twilight's house is out of the question, sadly. So many books gone. Just gone. There could have been the answer to life somewhere in one of those books! I'm pretty sure it's 42...
I packed up a few items that I thought would be helpful. The "magic almanac" book, a flashlight, and a bag of goldfish to snack on. Not real goldfish, the crackers. I packed the few items into a small backpack. I picked up the backpack, about to put it on, but then I realized that I can't wear backpacks. I tried wearing the backpack normally, but on top of my back rather than hanging from my shoulders, but it just slipped of. Luckily I found a much better way to wear the backpack. I slipped both my back legs through the two straps, and then placed the straps on my back. I have officially made the first pony fanny pack!
Well, it was time to go to the opposite world.
I closed my eyes and tried to picture "Ponyville" again. Ponyville... What a funny name.
Before I knew it I was already there, standing right on the outskirts of the town. A completely demolished pile of rubbish lay right where Twilight's house was. Almost half of the debris was papers ripped out of books. After all of the destruction that happened to that house, none of that junk would be useful. I had to look other places. But I had no idea where to start! There are too many houses to look through, and who knows how long it will take for that crazy guy to blow up another house. Remembering that voice I heard made me realize that anything could happen at any moment. It’s best to get started as soon as possible.
I started walking to the nearest house, a small one that almost looked like a cottage. It reminded me of the cabins I used to camp in as a little kid. I trotted along the checkered purple grass, bringing along the backpack that was awkwardly strapped to my body. While I was walking to the cabin, a small creature stopped me. A tiny white bunny. One of the cutest little bunnies I have ever seen! It hopped directly in front of my view, as if to gain my attention.
But, strangely, the bunny was not just trying to get attention. It actually tried to tell me something. It stood up on its two back legs and pointed off into the distance. I tried to look for what the bunny was pointing at, but I found nothing. What was that bunny trying to tell me? My question was answered then the bunny hopped behind me and tried to shove me in the same direction as he pointed. Finally, the idea that he wanted me to go in that direction popped. I went ahead and started walking into the blank area that he was pointing to, and he quickly hopped ahead to lead the way.
He led me through a large field of trees. To be more specific, apple trees. The apple trees stretched more miles, practically never ending! I could even see them looming over the hills in the distance. Strangely, the sunlight specifically illuminated a small garden of celery stalks. Weird.
Another interesting thing caught my eye. A castle was hanging off the side of a mountain, way off in the distance. Many torches lit up the stone towers and all of the colorful windows. Beautiful waterfalls fell from various pools. The place looked amazing! Only if I could live there. That would be a dream come true! Well, only if things weren’t so crazy around in this world.
I walked while staring in awe at the amazingly sculptured castle. A wooden door caught me by surprise and smacked me dead on the face. I should have been paying more attention to where I was walking. I turned to face the door I ran into, revealing a dazzling house with bright flowers and plants growing all over the wooden outside of the house. What an interesting house. As I looked around more, I noticed animals all around me. There were maybe a hundred different kinds of animals! It seemed endless how many animals were there, starting at me. But I pushed open the door and walked right on inside, ignoring the mob of creatures behind me.
Everything was dark inside. No Lights were on, and only a tiny bit of sunlight shone through the windows, but, my eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness. I stepped further inside, but slowly. Every one of my footsteps made the wooden boards on the floor creek, and moan. The wind whistled through the open windows, and made me shiver. I took another step, but instead of feeling the hard wood floor, I felt a soft, squishy object under my hoof. I snapped my head down and was surprised to see a pony’s body! It was yellow with flowing pink hair, and had butterflies on her flank. Well, at least I’m not the only one with embarrassing tattoos on my butt... For now, I’ll just call her... Butterscotch. It seems like a fitting name. Anyway, from the way she was laying, she looked unconscious. I have to do something. This place is way too dangerous to be alone.
A loud boom startled me. I looked behind me, and out of a dusty window to see, but found nothing. Another boom sounded, but louder. Where was this coming from? Wait a minute... It's probably the same thing that destroyed the tree house last time I came here. I have to get out of here, ASAP. A third crash came, and a big puff of dust appeared out of the window I was looking through. I have to leave, now! But what about Butterscotch? I can't just leave her here? Well, I might be able to teleport home with her on my back... Times up. I have no choice but to just try.
I pushed my head under her body, and picked her up by lifting my neck. She was super lightweight, like packaging foam, and easy to carry, but carrying her and the backpack became a struggle for balance. Another boom smashed the door to the house, and dust filled my eyes. That familiar, evil voice came back once again,
“Peekaboo! I see you!"
I closed my eyes, and was instantly lying on the edge of my bed.
It was over, once again. I slipped out from under Butterscotch, and left her lying on my bed. She needed it more than I do.
I just realized that my fanny pack came to no use at all... What a waste.
As I started to get situated in my room once again, the voice came back into my head, but this time very faint,
"You can't run away for much longer!"
The statement was left in my head, leaving me staring blankly. It echoed, and faded away, leaving emptiness in my head.
I saved someponies life! I am very proud! Maybe I can actually have an impact for once. I actually did something! I just w-... Sorry, diary, I have to go. Butterscotch is waking up! Final note: I might actually have a chance now.
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I don't know what to do. Butterscotch won't talk to me. Ever since she woke up, she has been hiding in my closet. I even have trouble trying to get her to eat. I swear, she could starve to death, and I wouldn’t even know it. I just hope she isn't always like this. I need to get her to talk. She might know something.
"And that's how I survived World War 2," My grandpa said to me, sitting in his thick leather chair. "Wow, pa! That's amazing! I'm so lucky to have someone as talented as you!" I cheerfully replied. Pa looked up at my face, and although he smiled, you could see a hint of depression on his face. He spoke in a less enthusiastic voice, “Well, I don't have that kind of talent anymore." I keep forgetting about pa's back. He’s had back problems for some time now, but I always knew him as a very lively person. It was weird to see him relaxing, and talking about stories from his life. But, those stories were plenty interesting, so I was still happy.
"There is one thing that I learned," He said to me. "You should not fear death."
I laid there on the carpet floor, staring at Pa with the biggest smile I ever had. This man was my idle. A true hero. Or so I thought.
He reached his hand behind the fluffy chair and pulled out a fat, shiny silver pistol. My smile instantly faded, and my eyes widened. He pointed the barrel of the weapon straight at my face, so that I can see the bullet in the barrel. Panicking, I scrambled across the floor trying to escape. A sinister smile began to grow on Pa’s face, and his eyes seemed to turn blood red. As he slowly pulled the trigger back, those words echoed throughout my head;
"Don't fear death."
I jumped up instantly, and screamed. Suddenly, everything disappeared. The chair, the gun, and Pa himself vanished in a puff of smoke, like it never happened. Was I dreaming? I must have ben.
I heard a knocking sound from a distance. Sitting in my bed, I was confused for a moment, but my confusion left as I looked around and realized I was just in my room. Everything was normal. Well, not normal... Just... Nothing has changed. That’s a better wording. Looking out the window, I saw the darkness and realized it was still night. I could hear Butterscotch shifting through the closet. Should I check on her? No, I might wake her up…
The knocking sound came again. It must be the door.
I trotted down the stairs, still groggy from just waking up. I slipped going down the stairs, and almost started to fall, but luckily I caught myself before I got hurt. The knocking sounded once more. "I'm coming!" I frantically yelled toward the front door. "Hold your horses. Or... Ponies." I giggled at my own joke, but then realized how stupid it was.
Weirdly enough, I have already forgotten my dream. That happens all the time to me. A dream goes on and on, but as soon as you wake up, you forget it.
I walked up to the front door and grabbed the handle with my mouth, turning it open. As I was opening the door, my brain turned on and I wondered, who would be knocking at the door this early?
As the door opened, I slowly was taken over by the surprise that lay outside. Instead of being greeted by a person standing at my door, there was no one there. The thing that really confused me was the outside world. There was no more grass, no houses or roads. Everything was gone, and replaced by a giant concrete hallway. From the looks of it, the hallway went on forever, until the fog blocked my view.
I was startled. I didn't know what to do. What if I was still dreaming? "Maybe I can just close the door and walk away, and everything will be fine." I said to myself.
I closed the door and turned around, but as I started walking back I smacked into a concrete wall. When was there ever a concrete wall in the middle of my house? I took a step back, and re-examined the area only to find that the entire house disappeared while it was out of my view. All that I could see was this long hallway lined with endless stone. I cuddled against the wall, terrified. My body shook from the cold. All I ever lived for just disappeared behind my back, without a warning. What is going on?
I stayed still for a long time; longer than I should have. I thought that nothing would happen if I just stayed here. And I was right; nothing happened. But that was the problem. I wasn't getting anywhere. Sitting in the middle of a dark alleyway isn't going to achieve anything. Plus, the whole purpose of a hallway is to lead somewhere, right?
After what seemed like two hours of staying still, I finally started moving. I could feel my joints crack from keeping them still too long. But I slowly stepped on through the corridor.
I walked for what seemed like forever. Every hoof step reverberated throughout the corridor. I started humming tunes of happy songs that I remembered thinking that they would make me happier, but I ended up stopping pretty soon.
Finally, I came to a fork in the road. The hallway ended, but split off into two more hallways going to the left and right.
This isn't what I think it is, is it? A maze? If this was, then I know how to get out. I heard a trick that if you put your hand on the right side of the maze, and just follow that wall, you will eventually end up at the end, even if it takes forever.
So that's what I did. I stuck to the right wall like glue, and slid along it, following it at every turn. At first, I tried counting how many turns I made, but after I got to 26, I lost count. The hallways went on forever, and my hooves were becoming sore from all the walking. But I stayed strong.
My journey was very repetitive, and I actually got used to being in the maze. My hooves hurt for a while, but the pain faded away as they numbed. My eyes adjusted to the darkness a little. Everything was starting to become natural. Then something changed.
As I was trotting down the right wall, I heard a faint sound. It's hard to describe, but it sounds like a 4 year old ravaging his birthday cake in the messiest fashion he possibly can. I became curious, for I had not seen anything so far on this trip. The sound reverbed from an alleyway that went to the left. My mind battled on whether or not I should stick to the right wall and continue, or go towards the sound. But eventually, my curiosity got the best of me, and I left the right-hand wall.
I went through the maze, turn after turn, following the noise as it grew louder and louder. The sound kept growing to the point where it became almost too loud. I kept trotting on and on like the planet never stops revolving. I thought I was getting closer, but the source of the sound was nowhere to be found, but I turned around one more corner. And that's where I found her.
It was Butterscotch. I didn't see her face, but I recognized her light pink hair and yellow coat. It's not something you can really forget.
Butterscotch's head was hunched over toward the ground, and it seemed like she was eating something. I did not recognize it through the darkness at first, but then I realized she was eating a body. A bloody, torn up, and shredded body.
Her head suddenly snapped to me like a dog locking onto its prey. I could see the blood smeared all over her face, dripping from her teeth, and how her eyes turned vicious, like a tiger.
I knew what was in her mind.
She pounced at me, hissing the most savage growl I have ever imagined. I was in panic. Time seemed to have slowed down, and my life flashed before my eyes. Is this it? Is this really the end?
"Don't fear death."
Those few words scrambled and repeated inside me head. For a while, I was confused. It was just a jumble or nonsense, but then it made sense. I know this is not what Butterscotch would do. I don't fear her. She is too shy, too timid.
She is too kind for this.
As soon as those words flew through my mind, my vision flashed bright white. Everything spiraled and faded out of my view; it was pretty much just tunnel vision. Then my view returned. I was staring up at my room's ceiling, lying in my bed. My heart pounded so hard that I could hear it, and my mind which was racing with insanity instantly became blank of ideas. I lied in the bed in shock for a second.
A startling sound that sounded like a whimpering dog made me snap back into reality. I saw out of the corner of my eye something climbing out my window. I turned to get a better view, but the thing jumped out of my window before I had a chance to really look at it. But what I did notice was the flapping sound when it left. Whatever that was just in my room, it had wings.
I confused for a long time. Was that a dream? Cause it felt so real! I tried to fetch everything that happened in my memory, but for some reason the memory already was swept away.
I went to check on Butterscotch. After seeing that satanic display, I wanted to make sure nothing happened to her. I opened the closet door to find her lying on the floor, sleeping like a log. She looked just as peaceful as before. I’m glad that nothing happened to her.
But something shiny that I had not seen before caught my eyes. A butterfly necklace dangled from her neck and it’s faint pink light filled my closet.
