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Sherm: My Little Anon: Episode 51

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>You were rocked, toppling into the wall of the hallway
>A stream of loose dust fell from the ceiling
>You could feel the pressure waves of the battle waging behind you
>You had no idea that the 'Boss' was a sorcerer
>Much less able to actually stand up to someone like Celestia
>AND Luna
>You assume it'll be fast
>Then again, The Boss was pretty confident through this whole thing
>There's a second burst, and you fall to the floor
>Celestia isn't doing your head any favors
>The throbbing, pulsating pain
>It's almost too much
>You have no idea what's wrong with you
>You let forth a scream of pain and grip your head, slamming a fist into the ground in front of you
>Wait
>WAIT
>You've felt this before
>You KNOW this
>What a time to be raking your brain
>What was it?
>A memory is slowly dredged up from the empty void of your mind
>A diagnosis, from your past life
>A voice
>“...Severe cerebral contusion”
>You have no idea what that means, other than it hurts like hell
>And it doesn't matter
>Even with your head in such pain
>Too many ponies are counting on you
>Your entire life
>They were trying to take it away
>You weren't going to let that happen
>You will die before it happens
>You get to your feet
>Moments later, you find yourself at a door
>Wooden door, it won't offer resistance
>You lean into it and kick it near the lock
>It heaves
>You kick once more
>It falls off of its hinges and falls in a shower of splinters
>You stomp through the portal, shifting your eyes right and then left
>Cells
>A number of them
>And in each of them are your friends
>You are so close to them, the feeling of emotion swells
>But you have to keep it down
>You have a job to do
>“Anon...?”
>Flyttershy is the first to notice you
>“Anon!”
>She repeats, and gets up on her hooves and moves to the iron bars
>“Oh, my! Anon! We thought you were...”
>Rainbow Dash is next
>She looks, by far, the most depressed
>But when Fluttershy speaks, she looks up from her well of depression
>“Anon...”
>Her beautiful rose colored eyes brighten the instant that she comprehends your presence
>And she instantly takes off from the opposite end of the cage, flying in to the bars to try and reach her hooves through
>“Anon! Anon!!”
>She calls, her voice full of desperation, tears soaking her eyes and running down her cheeks
>There is yet another rocking of the structure on its foundations, and you wobble, helplessly
Dash...
>You allow a smile to come to your lips and move forward, slowly
>You lift your arms
>“...Anon!”
>She calls out
>You misinterpret it as a cry of joy
>It was actually a warning
>Two large, burly arms clasp around you
>You quickly find yourself lifted off of your feet
>In the next room over, you hear Pinkie Pie and Rarity causing a racket
>“Anon?! Did you guys say ANON?!”
>You kick your legs helplessly, unable to break this monstrous hold for the life of you
>“...I had a feeling you would follow me”
>Sandy's voice fills your ears
Where's Spike?!
>You roar, filled with an unbridled rage unlike any that you have ever felt before
>“Spikey Wikey?! Where is he?”
>“Right here, Rarity!”
>The sound comes from behind you, and there is the sound of a shovel smacking against flesh
>The grip on you is released
>Sandy stumbles forward, holding the back of his head
>Spike must have slipped away at some point during the chase
>You turn to face Sandy, who was already recovering
Spike, get them out of here.
>“You got it!”
>He runs into the next room, no doubt to start with Rarity
>Sandy moves to intercept him, but you grab him by a tuft of his shirt and yank him into a right cross
>His head snaps around
>“Anon! Be careful!”
>You hear Rainbow's voice
>Dash has had to protect you so many times
>But not this time
>Sandy comes back with a straight shot to your stomach
>One that bursts the wound that Zecora dressed wide open
>Your eyes go wide as your blood stains not only his hand, but the walls
>You make a pitiful sound, and then get punched again in the gut
>And again
>You release him
>“Anon?! Anon! ANON!”
>Fluttershy and Rainbow struggle against the bars holding them back
>You stumble into the wall, feeling like you had just been run over by a train
>Your eyes were blood shot
>You vomit
>It spills all over your hands, and your hands become dressed in a familiar red tint
>Sandy is not slow, and pins you against the wall with a hand as he lays into you with repeated hooks
>His fists are like boulders
>Your face goes numb
>What do you look like?
>It can't be good
>You repeatedly get slammed
>There goes a tooth
>You feel the cartilage in your nose crack under the strain
>Your brain hollers in pain
>And you holler with it
>They're all forced to listen to you suffer
>But you don't beg for mercy
>Because you are Anonymous
>You thrust your left hand forward and grab the face of your attacker, driving your fingers into his face
>You rake your nails across his eyes
>Sandy screams, and stumbles back
>You take the offense and kick him while he's down
>Your head throbs
>You kick him again
>And again
>Right in the ribs
>You drive a foot into his face
>There's a wet snap
>You keep going
>Just like that night in the bar
>You kick, and kick
>You can't stop yourself
>“Anon?! Anon, are you o...”
>Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash gasp when they see you walking past their cells
>You must look really bad
>You hiss your breaths through the window in your mouth
>So much blood
>Too much blood
>You keep both eyes open at this point, no use keeping your right eye closed
>Vision is tinted red
>The ponies speak, but their words go unheard
>You move over to the shovel left by Spike
>You grip it in your hands
>“Anon... what are you...?”
>You hear Fluttershy
>“No! Anon!”
>Dash gasps
>Fluttershy screams
>“No!”
>They don't want to see it
>But you do
>You move over to Sandy's mangled body and lift the spade over your head
>“No, no! Anonymous! He's done!”
>Dash protests
>“Please! Please, that's enough!”
>There is another sharp explosion, and the building shakes like a house of cards
>You wobble, and lower the blade of the spade
Okay
>You drop the shovel
Okay...
>You repeat
>You are fast coming to a realization
>A horrible, terrible realization
>It's at that point that Spike, Pinkie Pie, and Rarity cross over into the chamber you occupy
>They gasp, looking to the fallen Sandy and then to you
>The bulldog is still alive, he's still moving, still breathing
>But with broken ribs, and cries of pain, he's no longer a threat
>If your friends had not stopped you, though...
>You move over to Dash's cell
>She looks at you with confused, tear-filled eyes
>You have fallen so far
>Bounced back
>Only to fall again
Let's get you out of here.
>They all manage weak smiles of relief
>You hold your head in one hand as you move
>You are followed by your friends
>You move down the same corridor you came
>Your other hand is armed with the shovel that you were intending to murder Sandy with
>The other ponies are all slightly uneasy that you have it
>You can't blame them
>Dash, in particular, is right at your side
>Loyal as always, you guess
>You spill out into the room where the colossal skirmish of magic is taking place
>Well, was
>Luna was down and out
>You looked with horror, as did the others
>Celestia looked at the end of her rope, her wings still flared straight out
>But the way she was breathing conveyed her desperation
>And the Boss? Well
>“What'sa matter? Several thousand years make ya that weak?”
>He snaps his fingers and creates a shower of sparks, illuminating his features tauntingly
>Dash gasps
>“P..princess!”
>She immediately darts off as fast as she can, intending to hoof the Boss in the back of the head
>“No!”
>Celestia commands
>But it was too late, the Boss snapped his fingers
>Without even looking, a flash of light and an exulsion of barometric pressure grounded the blue Pegasus
Dashie!
>You call, and the other ponies immediately leap into action
>But, just as easily, and to Celestia's horror, they are batted away
>One by futile one
>Succumbing to magical outbursts and lashings
>And never once did the Boss take his eyes off of Celestia
>“Well, your highness”
>He starts
>“You've failed”
>“Your sister failed”
>“Your Elements of Harmony have failed”
>He cracked a confident smile
>“The Dog Father wants that I should keep you lot alive. You know, to welcome him on his return.”
>Nails was still operating the machinery, cackling away in his own little world
>Did they just not notice you there?
>Well, that was a mistake that they were going to regret
>You make your way up to the control center
>Celestia heaves heavy breaths, beating her hoof against the ground
>“You see, Princess, when it all comes down to it... what power do you really have?”
>He taunts
>During his monologue, you secure your footing and approach behind Nails
>Hello, Nails. I'm Bayonets.
>You pull him around at the shoulder and throw a right cross through his face, knocking him over the machinery
>“Control of raising and lowering the sun? Yeah, a lot of help that did ya.”
>Celestia looks over the Boss, watching all of this
>At first, she is confused
>“Your only power is the Elements of Harmony, and those are worthless. So what now, Princess Celestia? Where's the mighty goddess from so many eons ago?!”
>“HUH?!”
>He clenches his teeth and leans in
>But you approach the thick cables that run across the floor, connecting the diode that Twilight is hoked with to the massive pad awaiting the arrival of the Dog Father
>Raise your shovel
>Celestia chuckles
>“I'm afraid you forgot one power of mine, Mister Boss.”
>The mobster puffs at his cigar, raising an eyebrow
>“Anonymous.”
>The blade of your shovel comes down, and there's a shower of sparks that overtakes you
>Energy runs wild, coursing over your flesh, escaping into the air in a torrential storm of atmospheric pressure
>The Boss turns around, his mouth agape in horror as he sees this
>“NO!!”
>He abandons his position and rushes over to you, preparing to cast a spell
>However, Celestia braces herself on her four hooves, lines up a shot, and a horrific blast of light bowls him over into the corner
>Not satisfied with your work, you raise the spade once more and swing it into the glass bulb containing Twilight Sparkle, your surrogate sister
>She spills from it, tumbling to the ground
>You drop your makeshift weapon and kneel, pinching the jumper cables off of her
>In tears, you scoop her up in your arms and nuzzle her body close to yours
I'm so sorry, Twilight. I'm so sorry...
>She is long since passed out from the pain
>You aren't even sure if she's alive
>By now, the others have managed to get up
>You failed to notice the machine going haywire, but they did
>They did not understand technology to the level that was being employed, here
>It's a little over your head
>You stand, and you grab furiously as Twilight is lifted from your arms
>You look with upset, tear filled eyes to Rarity, who's horn projected a magical aura that carried Twilight from you
>“Alright, My Little Ponies, we need to leave. Now.”
>Celestia put her hoof down
>“Yes, m'am!”
>Rarity was the first to file towards the exit, and then Spike, with a levitating, limp Twilight in tow
>Fluttershy hesitated, looking to Celestia and then to you
>“Um...”
>You stand your ground, staring at her
>She was the first one who could understand you
>You remember that first day, getting your first real interaction with intelligent ponies through her
>And that night you spent the night at her house, so she would feel more comfortable during the storm
>She lifts a hoof, uncomfortable with you not rushing out along side them
>“Get going, little one.”
>Celestia commands
>Fluttershy nods in obedience and takes off after one final glance at you
>Pinkie Pie takes a hop in your direction
>“Come on, silly-filly!”
I'm not silly.
>She double took and cocked her head back
>“Huh?”
And I'm still older than you.
>“...Okay, Anon. I'll be planning a Pinkie Party afterward. You gonna be there?”
>You nod at her with a half smile
>“YAY! See?! I told ya you'd love my parties!”
>She zips out with all due pinkie-speed
>Rainbow swooshes over to you
>“Come on, Anon!”
>Celestia remains silent, looking into your eyes as she has done before
>There's a burst of energy from the machine, and a stray heavy cable nearly swats Rainbow out of the air
>Quick maneuvering on her part saved her from it
>“Anon... what are you waiting for?”
Go on, Dash. I'll be right behind you
>Rainbow narrowed her eyes at you
>“But...”
Dash
>She pauses
I... love you.
>It's the hardest thing you've ever said
>But it came out so easy
>She was a horse
>But if Spike and Rarity could make it work, why not you?
>You wish you weren't so blind all this time
>You were tired of being alone
>She smiled, brightly
>“Anonymous... I love you too! But we need to get out of here...”
I have some unfinished business
>“But...”
I'll be right behind you
>She is about to protest again, but another burst from the machine interrupts her
>“Rainbow Dash”
>Celestia finally speaks up
>Scolded, Dash looks over her shoulder and then back to you
>“...You'll never get rid of me, Anon”
>“No matter what you do”
>“I will always”
>“Always”
>“Have your back.”
>She extends her hoof to you
>Instinctively, you show her a smile and raise your hand, bumping it
>With that, she hesitantly zips out
>Celestia waits for a moment
>You hop down from the machinery and close the distance with her
>Standing face to face with the one who brought you here
>An enemy, at first
>And then a friend
>The 'cute' comment still gets to you, some times
>“You don't need to do this”
>She advised
Thank you, Princess Celestia
>You catch her off guard
>“Anonymous, what I've done...”
I've forgiven you for that.
You have done more for me than I can possibly repay you for.
>She remains quiet
I was your experiment, Celestia.
And I am proud of it.
I have learned so much.
But it's time to face the fact that this world isn't for me.
Time to fix everything.
>“Anonymous...”
>As if to remind you that time is short, there's yet another explosion in the machine; sending shrapnel all over
Do me a favor?
>She canted her head at you
Tell them... tell them that I'll miss them.
That they are the BEST thing to have ever happened in my life!
>You can't hold back a choke
>“I will.”
>You lunge forward and throw your arms around Celestia, something which again catches her by surprise
>Her mane feels wonderful
>Cool, relaxing, calm
>Harmonic
>Her wings close around you for a moment
>She remains silent, lamenting her her actions that have lead up to this
>You break the embrace and step back from her
>You glare at one another
>You were a mortal man
>She was a goddess
>But in that moment, you were more equal than you ever were before
>“Fare well, Anonymous.”
Take care.
>In a flash of light, Celestia vanishes, as does her sister
>You have one thing left to do
>The Boss groggily sits up, only to have the tuft of his collar gripped by you
>With one arm, you lift him off of his feet and glare up at him with hate filled eyes
>He holds on to your forearm and kicks his legs helplessly
>“What... what are ya doin'? You retarded or somethin'?”
>He barks at you
>He holds out a hand, summoning forth a fiery corona of infernal power which which to strike you down
>You cut him off, rearing your right fist over your shoulder and driving a cross into his face
>His spell instantly fizzles into nothing, his concentration shattered
Shut up
You tried to take away everything I had
>You say
>He cringes in a mixture of hate and pain
I'm going to make sure that you can't do it to anyone else.
>You give him another sock in the face
>He yelps, helplessly
>For all of his cool, calculating facade, you are finding that he is just a mutt like any other
>“You... you goddamn idiot...”
>He hisses
>“The machine is still powered. The bitch left a torrential tempest of arcane power.”
>“It's”
>“Still”
>“Running!!”
>He says in horror
>You lift an eyebrow
You better get praying, then.
>“You cut the inbound coupling, ya moron. But not the outbound!”
>“What, you think you're going up in a blaze of glory or something?!”
>“You fuckin' IDIOT!”
>“WE'RE GOING BACK TO TARTARUS!”
>You glare at the petrified mobster as he glares right back at you
>You consider everything that you have lived through up until this point
>Lyra, BonBon, Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle, Apple Bloom, Pinkie Pie, Rarity, Fluttershy, Applejack, Twilight Sparkle
>...Rainbow Dash
>More friends than you have ever had before
>But you also think of all the fighting
>All the bloodshed
>All the violence
>Maybe Tartarus is just the place for you
>You smile
>His eyes go bloodshot
>“WHY THE HELL ARE YOU SMILING!!?”
>There is a sudden beam of light that lances up from under you
>It expands, and encompasses your whole world
>Of all the lessons you have learned, one comes to the forefront of your mind
Because Friendship is magic.
>And then
>Everything goes black
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>You were rocked, toppling into the wall of the hallway
>A stream of loose dust fell from the ceiling
>You could feel the pressure waves of the battle waging behind you
>You had no idea that the 'Boss' was a sorcerer
>Much less able to actually stand up to someone like Celestia
>AND Luna
>You assume it'll be fast
>Then again, The Boss was pretty confident through this whole thing
>There's a second burst, and you fall to the floor
>Celestia isn't doing your head any favors
>The throbbing, pulsating pain
>It's almost too much
>You have no idea what's wrong with you
>You let forth a scream of pain and grip your head, slamming a fist into the ground in front of you
>Wait
>WAIT
>You've felt this before
>You KNOW this
>What a time to be raking your brain
>What was it?
>A memory is slowly dredged up from the empty void of your mind
>A diagnosis, from your past life
>A voice
>“...Severe cerebral contusion”
>You have no idea what that means, other than it hurts like hell
>And it doesn't matter
>Even with your head in such pain
>Too many ponies are counting on you
>Your entire life
>They were trying to take it away
>You weren't going to let that happen
>You will die before it happens
>You get to your feet

>Moments later, you find yourself at a door
>Wooden door, it won't offer resistance
>You lean into it and kick it near the lock
>It heaves
>You kick once more
>It falls off of its hinges and falls in a shower of splinters
>You stomp through the portal, shifting your eyes right and then left
>Cells
>A number of them
>And in each of them are your friends
>You are so close to them, the feeling of emotion swells
>But you have to keep it down
>You have a job to do
>“Anon...?”
>Flyttershy is the first to notice you
>“Anon!”
>She repeats, and gets up on her hooves and moves to the iron bars
>“Oh, my! Anon! We thought you were...”
>Rainbow Dash is next
>She looks, by far, the most depressed
>But when Fluttershy speaks, she looks up from her well of depression
>“Anon...”
>Her beautiful rose colored eyes brighten the instant that she comprehends your presence
>And she instantly takes off from the opposite end of the cage, flying in to the bars to try and reach her hooves through
>“Anon! Anon!!”
>She calls, her voice full of desperation, tears soaking her eyes and running down her cheeks
>There is yet another rocking of the structure on its foundations, and you wobble, helplessly
Dash...
>You allow a smile to come to your lips and move forward, slowly
>You lift your arms
>“...Anon!”
>She calls out
>You misinterpret it as a cry of joy
>It was actually a warning
>Two large, burly arms clasp around you
>You quickly find yourself lifted off of your feet
>In the next room over, you hear Pinkie Pie and Rarity causing a racket
>“Anon?! Did you guys say ANON?!”
>You kick your legs helplessly, unable to break this monstrous hold for the life of you
>“...I had a feeling you would follow me”
>Sandy's voice fills your ears
Where's Spike?!
>You roar, filled with an unbridled rage unlike any that you have ever felt before
>“Spikey Wikey?! Where is he?”
>“Right here, Rarity!”
>The sound comes from behind you, and there is the sound of a shovel smacking against flesh
>The grip on you is released
>Sandy stumbles forward, holding the back of his head
>Spike must have slipped away at some point during the chase
>You turn to face Sandy, who was already recovering
Spike, get them out of here.
>“You got it!”
>He runs into the next room, no doubt to start with Rarity
>Sandy moves to intercept him, but you grab him by a tuft of his shirt and yank him into a right cross
>His head snaps around
>“Anon! Be careful!”
>You hear Rainbow's voice
>Dash has had to protect you so many times
>But not this time
>Sandy comes back with a straight shot to your stomach
>One that bursts the wound that Zecora dressed wide open
>Your eyes go wide as your blood stains not only his hand, but the walls
>You make a pitiful sound, and then get punched again in the gut
>And again
>You release him
>“Anon?! Anon! ANON!”
>Fluttershy and Rainbow struggle against the bars holding them back
>You stumble into the wall, feeling like you had just been run over by a train
>Your eyes were blood shot
>You vomit
>It spills all over your hands, and your hands become dressed in a familiar red tint
>Sandy is not slow, and pins you against the wall with a hand as he lays into you with repeated hooks
>His fists are like boulders
>Your face goes numb
>What do you look like?
>It can't be good
>You repeatedly get slammed
>There goes a tooth
>You feel the cartilage in your nose crack under the strain
>Your brain hollers in pain
>And you holler with it
>They're all forced to listen to you suffer
>But you don't beg for mercy
>Because you are Anonymous
>You thrust your left hand forward and grab the face of your attacker, driving your fingers into his face
>You rake your nails across his eyes
>Sandy screams, and stumbles back
>You take the offense and kick him while he's down
>Your head throbs
>You kick him again
>And again
>Right in the ribs
>You drive a foot into his face
>There's a wet snap
>You keep going
>Just like that night in the bar
>You kick, and kick
>You can't stop yourself
>“Anon?! Anon, are you o...”
>Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash gasp when they see you walking past their cells
>You must look really bad
>You hiss your breaths through the window in your mouth
>So much blood
>Too much blood
>You keep both eyes open at this point, no use keeping your right eye closed
>Vision is tinted red
>The ponies speak, but their words go unheard
>You move over to the shovel left by Spike
>You grip it in your hands
>“Anon... what are you...?”
>You hear Fluttershy
>“No! Anon!”
>Dash gasps
>Fluttershy screams
>“No!”
>They don't want to see it
>But you do
>You move over to Sandy's mangled body and lift the spade over your head
>“No, no! Anonymous! He's done!”
>Dash protests
>“Please! Please, that's enough!”
>There is another sharp explosion, and the building shakes like a house of cards
>You wobble, and lower the blade of the spade
Okay
>You drop the shovel
Okay...
>You repeat
>You are fast coming to a realization
>A horrible, terrible realization
>It's at that point that Spike, Pinkie Pie, and Rarity cross over into the chamber you occupy
>They gasp, looking to the fallen Sandy and then to you
>The bulldog is still alive, he's still moving, still breathing
>But with broken ribs, and cries of pain, he's no longer a threat
>If your friends had not stopped you, though...
>You move over to Dash's cell
>She looks at you with confused, tear-filled eyes
>You have fallen so far
>Bounced back
>Only to fall again
Let's get you out of here.
>They all manage weak smiles of relief

>You hold your head in one hand as you move
>You are followed by your friends
>You move down the same corridor you came
>Your other hand is armed with the shovel that you were intending to murder Sandy with
>The other ponies are all slightly uneasy that you have it
>You can't blame them
>Dash, in particular, is right at your side
>Loyal as always, you guess
>You spill out into the room where the colossal skirmish of magic is taking place
>Well, was
>Luna was down and out
>You looked with horror, as did the others
>Celestia looked at the end of her rope, her wings still flared straight out
>But the way she was breathing conveyed her desperation
>And the Boss? Well
>“What'sa matter? Several thousand years make ya that weak?”
>He snaps his fingers and creates a shower of sparks, illuminating his features tauntingly
>Dash gasps
>“P..princess!”
>She immediately darts off as fast as she can, intending to hoof the Boss in the back of the head
>“No!”
>Celestia commands
>But it was too late, the Boss snapped his fingers
>Without even looking, a flash of light and an exulsion of barometric pressure grounded the blue Pegasus
Dashie!
>You call, and the other ponies immediately leap into action
>But, just as easily, and to Celestia's horror, they are batted away
>One by futile one
>Succumbing to magical outbursts and lashings
>And never once did the Boss take his eyes off of Celestia
>“Well, your highness”
>He starts
>“You've failed”
>“Your sister failed”
>“Your Elements of Harmony have failed”
>He cracked a confident smile
>“The Dog Father wants that I should keep you lot alive. You know, to welcome him on his return.”
>Nails was still operating the machinery, cackling away in his own little world
>Did they just not notice you there?
>Well, that was a mistake that they were going to regret
>You make your way up to the control center
>Celestia heaves heavy breaths, beating her hoof against the ground
>“You see, Princess, when it all comes down to it... what power do you really have?”
>He taunts
>During his monologue, you secure your footing and approach behind Nails
>Hello, Nails. I'm Bayonets.
>You pull him around at the shoulder and throw a right cross through his face, knocking him over the machinery
>“Control of raising and lowering the sun? Yeah, a lot of help that did ya.”
>Celestia looks over the Boss, watching all of this
>At first, she is confused
>“Your only power is the Elements of Harmony, and those are worthless. So what now, Princess Celestia? Where's the mighty goddess from so many eons ago?!”
>“HUH?!”
>He clenches his teeth and leans in
>But you approach the thick cables that run across the floor, connecting the diode that Twilight is hoked with to the massive pad awaiting the arrival of the Dog Father
>Raise your shovel
>Celestia chuckles
>“I'm afraid you forgot one power of mine, Mister Boss.”
>The mobster puffs at his cigar, raising an eyebrow
>“Anonymous.”
>The blade of your shovel comes down, and there's a shower of sparks that overtakes you
>Energy runs wild, coursing over your flesh, escaping into the air in a torrential storm of atmospheric pressure
>The Boss turns around, his mouth agape in horror as he sees this
>“NO!!”
>He abandons his position and rushes over to you, preparing to cast a spell
>However, Celestia braces herself on her four hooves, lines up a shot, and a horrific blast of light bowls him over into the corner
>Not satisfied with your work, you raise the spade once more and swing it into the glass bulb containing Twilight Sparkle, your surrogate sister
>She spills from it, tumbling to the ground
>You drop your makeshift weapon and kneel, pinching the jumper cables off of her
>In tears, you scoop her up in your arms and nuzzle her body close to yours
I'm so sorry, Twilight. I'm so sorry...
>She is long since passed out from the pain
>You aren't even sure if she's alive
>By now, the others have managed to get up
>You failed to notice the machine going haywire, but they did
>They did not understand technology to the level that was being employed, here
>It's a little over your head
>You stand, and you grab furiously as Twilight is lifted from your arms
>You look with upset, tear filled eyes to Rarity, who's horn projected a magical aura that carried Twilight from you
>“Alright, My Little Ponies, we need to leave. Now.”
>Celestia put her hoof down
>“Yes, m'am!”
>Rarity was the first to file towards the exit, and then Spike, with a levitating, limp Twilight in tow
>Fluttershy hesitated, looking to Celestia and then to you
>“Um...”
>You stand your ground, staring at her
>She was the first one who could understand you
>You remember that first day, getting your first real interaction with intelligent ponies through her
>And that night you spent the night at her house, so she would feel more comfortable during the storm
>She lifts a hoof, uncomfortable with you not rushing out along side them
>“Get going, little one.”
>Celestia commands
>Fluttershy nods in obedience and takes off after one final glance at you
>Pinkie Pie takes a hop in your direction
>“Come on, silly-filly!”
I'm not silly.
>She double took and cocked her head back
>“Huh?”
And I'm still older than you.
>“...Okay, Anon. I'll be planning a Pinkie Party afterward. You gonna be there?”
>You nod at her with a half smile
>“YAY! See?! I told ya you'd love my parties!”
>She zips out with all due pinkie-speed
>Rainbow swooshes over to you
>“Come on, Anon!”
>Celestia remains silent, looking into your eyes as she has done before
>There's a burst of energy from the machine, and a stray heavy cable nearly swats Rainbow out of the air
>Quick maneuvering on her part saved her from it
>“Anon... what are you waiting for?”
Go on, Dash. I'll be right behind you
>Rainbow narrowed her eyes at you
>“But...”
Dash
>She pauses
I... love you.
>It's the hardest thing you've ever said
>But it came out so easy
>She was a horse
>But if Spike and Rarity could make it work, why not you?
>You wish you weren't so blind all this time
>You were tired of being alone
>She smiled, brightly
>“Anonymous... I love you too! But we need to get out of here...”
I have some unfinished business
>“But...”
I'll be right behind you
>She is about to protest again, but another burst from the machine interrupts her
>“Rainbow Dash”
>Celestia finally speaks up
>Scolded, Dash looks over her shoulder and then back to you
>“...You'll never get rid of me, Anon”
>“No matter what you do”
>“I will always”
>“Always”
>“Have your back.”
>She extends her hoof to you
>Instinctively, you show her a smile and raise your hand, bumping it
>With that, she hesitantly zips out
>Celestia waits for a moment
>You hop down from the machinery and close the distance with her
>Standing face to face with the one who brought you here
>An enemy, at first
>And then a friend
>The 'cute' comment still gets to you, some times
>“You don't need to do this”
>She advised
Thank you, Princess Celestia
>You catch her off guard
>“Anonymous, what I've done...”
I've forgiven you for that.
You have done more for me than I can possibly repay you for.
>She remains quiet
I was your experiment, Celestia.
And I am proud of it.
I have learned so much.
But it's time to face the fact that this world isn't for me.
Time to fix everything.
>“Anonymous...”
>As if to remind you that time is short, there's yet another explosion in the machine; sending shrapnel all over
Do me a favor?
>She canted her head at you
Tell them... tell them that I'll miss them.
That they are the BEST thing to have ever happened in my life!
>You can't hold back a choke
>“I will.”
>You lunge forward and throw your arms around Celestia, something which again catches her by surprise
>Her mane feels wonderful
>Cool, relaxing, calm
>Harmonic
>Her wings close around you for a moment
>She remains silent, lamenting her her actions that have lead up to this
>You break the embrace and step back from her
>You glare at one another
>You were a mortal man
>She was a goddess
>But in that moment, you were more equal than you ever were before
>“Fare well, Anonymous.”
Take care.
>In a flash of light, Celestia vanishes, as does her sister
>You have one thing left to do

>The Boss groggily sits up, only to have the tuft of his collar gripped by you
>With one arm, you lift him off of his feet and glare up at him with hate filled eyes
>He holds on to your forearm and kicks his legs helplessly
>“What... what are ya doin'? You retarded or somethin'?”
>He barks at you
>He holds out a hand, summoning forth a fiery corona of infernal power which which to strike you down
>You cut him off, rearing your right fist over your shoulder and driving a cross into his face
>His spell instantly fizzles into nothing, his concentration shattered
Shut up
You tried to take away everything I had
>You say
>He cringes in a mixture of hate and pain
I'm going to make sure that you can't do it to anyone else.
>You give him another sock in the face
>He yelps, helplessly
>For all of his cool, calculating facade, you are finding that he is just a mutt like any other
>“You... you goddamn idiot...”
>He hisses
>“The machine is still powered. The bitch left a torrential tempest of arcane power.”
>“It's”
>“Still”
>“Running!!”
>He says in horror
>You lift an eyebrow
You better get praying, then.
>“You cut the inbound coupling, ya moron. But not the outbound!”
>“What, you think you're going up in a blaze of glory or something?!”
>“You fuckin' IDIOT!”
>“WE'RE GOING BACK TO TARTARUS!”
>You glare at the petrified mobster as he glares right back at you
>You consider everything that you have lived through up until this point
>Lyra, BonBon, Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle, Apple Bloom, Pinkie Pie, Rarity, Fluttershy, Applejack, Twilight Sparkle
>...Rainbow Dash
>More friends than you have ever had before
>But you also think of all the fighting
>All the bloodshed
>All the violence
>Maybe Tartarus is just the place for you
>You smile
>His eyes go bloodshot
>“WHY THE HELL ARE YOU SMILING!!?”
>There is a sudden beam of light that lances up from under you
>It expands, and encompasses your whole world
>Of all the lessons you have learned, one comes to the forefront of your mind
Because Friendship is magic.
>And then
>Everything goes black

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