Beastdude2

Poisons of Life

May 11th, 2015
356
0
Never
Not a member of Pastebin yet? Sign Up, it unlocks many cool features!
text 20.81 KB | None | 0 0
  1. The following MLP Fanfic is set to be finished either Friday the 15th or Wednesday the 13th
  2. Contains content that some readers may find disturbing
  3.  
  4.  
  5. (Rain hitting ceiling and a flash of thunder appears)
  6.  
  7. The entire boutique was empty for the most part, save for a single young mare who continued to work well into the hours of the night, working on her latest creation
  8. A beautifully designed purple dress with a soft blue scarf and similar colored stockings adorning the legs, and gems placed delicately on the skirt of the dress
  9. With a content sigh and a small aura of light casting from her horn, Rarity looked upon her creation with admiration and love, knowing that she created yet another masterpiece that even the princesses themselves would be impressed by
  10. It's a shame I have to sell such a beautiful sight, she thought to herself as she brushed a bit of her mane back into place, But a dress that isn't sold is a loss in profits
  11. As she ceased to cast the magical aura of light from her horn, she walked over to her window and looked out at Ponyville, hoping to see the pegasi teams working to stop the heavy downpours
  12. Only for another flash of lightning and more rain to greet her sight
  13. Oh well, she thought to herself, still staring outside at the puddle infested grounds she called home, the Pegasi had said this going to be as large as the last large storm to hit Ponyville
  14. The storm had in fact been said to be quite large, but hadn't stated that it would last for three days on end
  15. And drench every corner of Ponyville in water and mud
  16. The thought of being out there in this storm made Rarity shiver and cringe slightly, as the thought of her mane and coat being either soaked in water or tripping into mud
  17. Or even getting sick out there with the cold winds and getting even more soaked
  18. How could anypony stand such a-
  19. "What was that?!" She said out loud as she noticed a black pony-like figure in the darkness quickly disappear back into an ally between two homes, each brightly lit with presumably a fire
  20. Rarity, who had just seen the same figure before, ran back to the door and locked it, fearing that something may happen to her or the dress she had placed so much time and effort into, and ran back to the window to search for the mysterious figure
  21. "Nothing" she said aloud after concluding that nothing had in fact been outside and her mind was, once again, playing tricks on her
  22. Again
  23. It wasn't the first time Rarity had seen the Pony or Stallion either
  24. Before, she simply believed it was just some type of pony who went out to get groceries or even her mind playing tricks on her for a lack of sleep from the dress, and soon after, she began to accept it
  25. But this was the first three or so times
  26. And this... Was the sixth time she had seen it
  27.  
  28. It's okay Rarity, calm down... Its nothing, just another figment of your imagination again. Nothing a good bed nights rest won't cure! She thought as she lifted the blankets up in her aura of magic, got into her bed, and rested the blankets back over her, encasing her with warmth and protection
  29. With one last look of the dress, she let out a yawn and let sleep slowly take her into her own mind
  30.  
  31. (Multiple voices whisper)
  32. He smiled
  33.  
  34. **************
  35. Rarity let out a small yawn after waking up
  36. Morning had come faster than Rarity had expected
  37. And still yielded it's unrelentingly aggressive downpour
  38. Shaking her head, Rarity got up from her bed and walked over to the window, pulling the curtains over it in her magic aura
  39. After pulling the curtains, she made her way to her mirror and began styling her mane in its signature curls
  40. Taking the brush in her aura, she began brushing her mane, elegantly rearranging and curling it back into form
  41. While doing so, her eyes began to wander around the room through her mirror, looking around at the various patterns and sheets that were strewn about during her work for the dress
  42. And that's when her eyes made their way to it
  43. The dress
  44. The one dress she had worked on for so long and hard as days turned to nights and then back to days
  45. She had truly worked her blood, sweat, and tears into this dress
  46. And it was beautiful
  47. Slowly she placed her brush down and quickly went to the dress, placing a hoof along its shoulders
  48. This dress was simplistic, but beautiful none the less, but Rarity didn't know what or why it was so special and what drove her to completing this dress
  49. True she had felt the same feeling for other dresses she had made in the past, but she never felt anything like this
  50. A strong connection to it and admiration
  51. A love
  52. "I can't do it" she said with sincerity in her voice, "I can't sell such a perfect creation"
  53. Slowly, she took the dress off of its model and changed into the dress
  54. Why she was doing this was beyond her, but she needed to
  55. After finally getting herself into the dress (with relative ease) she stepped out into her room and looked at the mirror, checking to see if the dress was placed on right
  56. After all it was easier than she anticipated to get in
  57. But when she looked upon the mirror, she was stunned
  58. The dress perfectly matched her in every way, it's colors, it's pattern, it's gems
  59. It's beauty
  60. "I...I...I can't do it. This dress can never be sold, it's just too-"
  61. "Beautiful" said a dark voice that shocked Rarity out of her own sight in the mirror, making her look back to see who or what had finished her sentence
  62. When she turned, she saw exactly what was with her in the room
  63. Nothing
  64. "Who's there?" She said, still shocked at the voices sudden appearance in the room
  65. "Who?" It called out again, but still no sight of the creature it belonged to
  66. Making Rarity even more scared
  67. "Who is but a question following the question of what I am" it said intellectually
  68. "Ok... WHAT are you?" Rarity said, now recovering from her shock
  69. The voice let out a slight chuckle soon after Rarity's question, causing her shock to turn to annoyance
  70. "And what are you doing in my boutique" she said in a commanding voice
  71. The voice, once again, let out a slight chuckle
  72. "Unfortunately the only way to answer both questions is to show you who I am"
  73. "Ok. Well what are you waiting for? Come out!"
  74. Suddenly, a loud slap was heard through out the boutique
  75. It didn't sound like a hood making contact with a muzzle however
  76. It sounded like...
  77. Rarity quickly made her way out of the room and looked down the hall, her eyes making their way to a lump on floor
  78. "What is that?" She said, her voice shaky and unsteady as she started walking towards the lump
  79. The closer she had gotten, the more it began to smell foul and rotted
  80. As she finally got to the lump, she lit her magic aura of light from her horn, fearing for what she may find
  81. "No..." She said as she finally saw what the lump was
  82. It was some type of body, with four arms, and it's body attempting to meow
  83. The sight disgusted her and bile began to rise in her throat
  84. "No no no no NO!!!!!" Rarity shrieked, watching the body of her cat Opal still attempting to move and meow
  85. Only to simply fall limp, and it's heart stop beating
  86. She was turned completely inside out, with her flesh being seen and the only organs she seemed to retain were her heart and lungs
  87. Rarity finally let the bile turn to vomit, falling to her knees and letting it out at the sight of her poor Opal suffering before she met her fate
  88. She soon regained her balance and quickly rain back into her room, letting her tears run from her eyes for the loss of her beloved pet
  89. "Then you will be afraid" the voice said after Rarity had cried for what felt like hours
  90. "W-W-W-W-Why!?" She said shakily as she regained her own voice
  91. "Why?" He let out another chuckle, "because I couldn't allow the little vermin to get between you..."
  92. Suddenly a black ink-like liquid came from every dark inch of the room, all coming together and seemingly combining itself to form a single stallion figure
  93. When it finally did form, Rarity looked up to see it
  94. A large stallion like creature that had an ink black body, two large ink black eyes, no mouth or mane, and three cat like tails, with nor fur
  95. "And me"
  96. With another shriek at the creature before her Rarity backed further up against the wall
  97. The creature before her had spoken with the same calm voice as before, however it didn't have a mouth
  98. And it made no effort move one
  99. The creature watched as Rarity's hurt had quickly turned to fear at his sight
  100. But none the less, he chuckled comfortingly
  101. "There is no need for you to worry Rarity..." He said as he rubbed his hoof along her arm, only intensifying her fear, "...I'm not going to hurt you"
  102. She turned to look up at the creature before her
  103. Whatever it was, it offered her a smile, even though it had no mouth, and continued to comfort her
  104. "How could you s-s-say something like t-that after you hurt m-m-my O-O-OPAl!"
  105. He wrapped his hooves around her in a hug and she began crying again into his shoulder
  106. "Ssssssh...there there..." He said as he stroked her mane, completely unaffected by his actions
  107. In fact, he almost seemed glad
  108. The creature placed a hoof under Rarity's chin, repositioning it to face him, and offered a smile
  109. Though the only way she could've told it was a smile was by the way his face lifted a little around the mouth a little
  110. "I'm not going to hurt you... I promise..." He said as he wiped away the tears from her face with his hoof
  111. "I only did it so I could speak to you... So before you label me a murderer, let me at least explain myself"
  112. Rarity was still terrified of whatever this... Creature... was, and even more angry with what it had done
  113. But if she going to live through this... She really had no other choice
  114. Shakily she nodded her head, electing yet another smile from the unphased creature
  115. "Thank you... I promise nothing bad will-"
  116. "Before you... Begin... Tell me... Why?" Rarity said, sadly and fearfully, as fighting off more tears threatening her eyes
  117. Once again, the creature seemed unaffected by her question as he spoke
  118. "Yes, yes, poor creature took quite the time to put down, but it was necessary" he once again placed a hoof on her cheek, moving her head to look at him
  119. Rarity almost began to cry again at the thought of this... Creature... brutally ending her cat's life, but she only allowed small amounts of tears
  120. "Why?" She said, fighting back more tears
  121. "To protect you" the creature said, place a hoof in her mane and gently stroking it
  122. Immediately after the third stroke, Rarity raised a hoof and made contact with his muzzle, barely affecting him, but just enough to get out of his grasp
  123. The creature turned its head back to look back at Rarity, slowly, and slightly chuckled
  124. "Heh, it's going to take more than a simple punch to get a Dream Crawler to fall to his knees"
  125. She hit him again, this time with as much force as she could, each collision with his face making him turn to the punches location and feeling like punching jello
  126. After the sixth strike, the creature's hoof made contact with Rarity's own, stopping it immediately from making another collision into its face
  127. "Stop" he said calmly yet blankly, and gave her free hold of her hoof again
  128. She backed up, ready to pounce him...
  129. But for some reason, she remembered
  130. Her dress...
  131. Quickly getting out of her stance, she looked over the dress, making sure nothing had happened to it
  132. And save for a few tear stains, it was ok
  133. "Here..." The black creature said, it's three tail somehow clean the tears from her face and dress
  134. "Better?" Its tails returning back to where they were before
  135. "I-I- p-p-please don't...I'm s-s-sorry" she said, her anger returning to fear
  136. "The thought of murder never crossed my mind" it said, making his way over to her, placing his hoof under her chin again, lifting it to look him in his black eyes
  137. "And truly it was necessary, the stubborn thing tried attacking me the same way you had"
  138. Rarity was still stunned
  139. Not by her actions, but by the fact that the creature didn't go down at her strikes
  140. And it called itself something... But her anger had deafened her from any of its words
  141. "A Dream Crawler" it said in the same calm tone as before, intensifying Rarity's fear at the thought of it reading her thoughts
  142. "There is no reason to fear me or my powers. I am simply here to speak to you, not attack or end your life in any way, shape, or form. And I would also prefer it if you didn't refer to me as an 'It'. I do have a name after all"
  143. Rarity, now in full knowledge of this Dream Crawlers powers was still horrified
  144. She could hold no secrets from it, and she wasn't even safe to think her own mind
  145. There was only one thing she could do at this point
  146. Trust it as much as it wanted her to, at least try to stall it from taking her life
  147. "There... Now was that so hard, just a little trust between you and me is all I ask for, no harm will come to you"
  148. "V-Very well. But in order for me to trust you, you need to stop reading my thoughts. After all, they are m-mine" she said slightly shakily
  149. "I suppose I can" the creature said, nodding it's head in acceptance to her terms
  150. "Well... I suppose introductions are nessecary. Ms. Rarity, it is my honor to be in the presence of such a... Remarkable pony such as yourself, and I do very much wish to know you a little more as time progresses" it said, politely and dignified as it bowed before her
  151. "Before we continue on, I have some questions I need to ask you"
  152. The creature returned to his stance and pondered her request for no more than a second
  153. "I suppose such a request isn't TOO hard to grant... Ask away"
  154. There were far too many questions for Rarity to ask this Dream Crawler as it called itself, but she decided to start off with questions that seemed appropriate for the time
  155. "What is your name?"
  156. The Dream Crawler smiled, another aspect of this creature that Rarity found unnerving about it, how it didn't smile with a mouth and could only be told as a smile by the way it's cheeks slightly lifted up
  157. "There's a step in the right direction! As I stated before I am what some call a Dream Crawler, but that doesn't mean I don't have a name, and that name would be Ex"
  158. It said, bowing again as it mentioned it's name to her
  159. "Ex? Like the letter?"
  160. Ex chuckled, "Not entirely. E-X, not just simply X. An odd name, but it is the name my parents had given me"
  161. Rarity did find the name odd, but still said nothing in regards to it
  162. "And you said you are a Dream-Crawler? What is that?"
  163. Ex's smile fell quickly at the mention of his species, rising from his bow to Rarity and looking her in the eye with his own
  164. "Yes... The Dream Crawlers" he said sadly, "The Dream Crawlers are known by many names, scrounges of the equestria, the ponies of damnation, THE POISONS OF LIFE!" Ex said as he slammed his hoof into the ground, electing a small squeak to escape Rarity's lips
  165. "We were once a larger group of ponies, waiting for the day that we may actually step out into the light and join equestria's citizens in harmony. Until one day we were seen and labeled as unholy... And one by one the ponies of equestria had worked to eliminate our existence!"
  166. "Most of us ran deep into the everfree forest, but they still hunted us down, slaughtering us by the thousands!"
  167. Ex once again slammed his hoof into the ground, except this time, Rarity didn't feel fear towards him
  168. Instead, she felt pity and slight sadness for him
  169. And he looked ready to let his own tears fall
  170. "Most of us relocated farther away from equestria, even going so far as to enter the dream world of Equestria's denizens. Now Dream Crawlers come few and far, either in dreams or reality, and even if you were to see one they would either kill you or run"
  171. Ex lets a single tear come from his eyes, yet his voice hadn't changed or even sounded as though he were crying
  172. Rarity walked over to Ex and sat beside him, laying her head on his shoulder
  173. She was still afraid of him, but her feeling of pity and sadness for him had been greater than her feeling of fear
  174. "Not all of them would"
  175. He turned his head to look at her, his sadness now slightly hidden with a smile
  176. "Thank you, Rarity" he said as he placed his arm around her
  177. "Can I ask you something?" She said, now slightly blushing at his display of affection
  178. "Heh heh, I never fulfilled my end of our agreement did I? Ask away"
  179. She took a deep breath, "Was that you I saw outside my window?"
  180. "Yes"
  181. "What were you doing out there... Watching me"
  182. "You needed to sleep. I knew I couldn't talk to you unless you had a good nights rest"
  183. "In the rain? How are you not wet?"
  184. "Heh, funny thing about Dream Crawlers... Some adapt to certain conditions. Even as they massacred us back then, the later generations learned to become stronger, thus the reason for our... Form"
  185. "And how exactly does this help you?" She said, poking me him and watching her hood slightly sink into him
  186. "This form has taken us years to make. Our main powers were shape shifting and telepathy, which required a strong and solid body. However, it left us vulnerable. After the attacks, we quickly tried to find a way for our powers to adapt to another form. This..." He said as he pointed to himself, "is what we came up with. It was durable and perfected our ability to shape shift, dream walking, and mind reading"
  187. Rarity pondered all the information he had just given her before finally settling on another question
  188. "Why didn't you just use your powers to hide in equestria as a pony? Wouldn't that have been easier?"
  189. "Some of us did, but they soon found themselves becoming more pony than Crawler as the years went on, even going so far as to start families with the other ponies of equestria"
  190. "Oh" Rarity said, the only sound in the room now being the gentle pitter patter of rain hitting the roof and window of her boutique
  191. They stayed like this for quite some time, Ex with his arms around Rarity and her head resting on his shoulder
  192. The scene was far too peaceful to simple ruin, and soon, all the fear for Ex that Rarity had before, was now gone
  193. Now replaced with a feeling of comfort
  194. A feeling she never did have very often
  195. By why, she didn't know
  196. "Ex?"
  197. "Yes?"
  198. "Why did you want to see me so much?"
  199. He looked over at her again and smiled
  200. "Isn't it obvious?"
  201. "No... At least, not really. You just came here, killed my poor Opal and just started talking to me like you wanted something from-"
  202. She stopped and blushed furiously
  203. She knew exactly what he wanted from her
  204. "Is it too soon?" He asked, calmly
  205. "I..."
  206. "It is" he said sadly, taking his arm off of her and walking over to her window
  207. "I just... I don't know..." Rarity said, not exactly sure as to what to say to him
  208. She had feelings for him, at least she thought she did
  209. But he also killed her Opal
  210. "I know... I just thought if I at least spoke to you, I could get this far" he turned to face her, his black eyes now shining with disappointment
  211. "I have been watching you for quite some time now... It sounds disturbing but I have. Every moment I had spent day after day, not one day or moment went by where I didn't think of you, and seeing other stallions coming and breaking your heart had broken my own as well. We may never be an item, but I at least wanted you to know I am in your life and have feelings for you. But I can leave it too if you wish..."
  212. Ex started walking towards Rarity's door, ready to exit her home and go back out into the cold, rainy day
  213. When his hoof met the door, it had immediately felt a magic blue aura around it, looking back at the mare who's aura belonged to
  214. "Please don't..." She said after a while, eventually making her way up to Ex and sitting right in front of him
  215. And, in one swift motion, planted a single kiss on his cheek
  216. He placed a hoof over the area that the mare had laid her lips on, and chuckled
  217. "Heh... Even after everything I had done you still show affection for me... Why?"
  218. She smiled and laid another kiss, this time on the hoof that cover his cheek
  219. "Because everything has a good side... And I found your's"
  220. *************
  221. Rarity awoke at the sound of her parents stating that they had returned
  222. And a certain little fully jumping up and down on her bed, eager to tell her of their tales on their vacation that Rarity had stayed home from
  223. "Sweetie Bell! That is no way for a lady to behave!"
  224. The filly stopped jumping, and a frown followed by two large puppy dog eyes looked up at her
  225. "Oh fine! Go downstairs and wait for me to join the rest of our family. I do want to hear what you and our mother and father had done"
  226. The filly's expression of sadness quickly turned to excitement as she quickly made her way out of Rarity's room, awaiting her sister's company eagerly
  227. Unfortunately Rarity's mind was elsewhere, thinking about the unbelievably vived dream she had
  228. She was happy for the fact that her precious cat was indeed still alive
  229. But on the other, her heart ached for that unfortunate soul Ex
  230. It was all just a dream
  231. Until she noticed it
  232. She was still wearing her dress
  233. "Well...you see..." A deep voice said right next to her
  234. Slowly she turned her head, to see an ink black stallion with a large, sharp-toothed smile
  235. The sight would scare others, but for Rarity, it was a sight to treasure
  236. "Not all of it was a dream"
Advertisement
Add Comment
Please, Sign In to add comment