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- >You are Anon
- >And you and Princess Celestia have talked for a good, long while
- >You started with back home, Earth, where you grew up, and what it was like
- >You explained how you arrived in Equestria your first time, the passing through the ground, the colorful portal
- >You explained leaving again, with the grey portal back to Earth
- >You explained that eight years have passed since then in your time, and you found yourself back in Equestria in much the same way
- >She listened intently, asking questions when clarification was desired, which you gladly gave
- >You conversed and conversed
- >Eventually, you found yourself at the end of your tale
- >Celestia nods with her eyes closed
- >”…that is indeed most peculiar, Anonymous…” she states
- >You nod your head in agreement, hands still in coat pockets
- >You wish you had your basketball with you, but you’re pretty sure Rainbow Dash took it with her off the train
- >Well, it’d be rude to bounce it in here anyway
- >”What I’m most hung up over are these portals that seem to exist between our worlds,” she says, “and how you are able to access them.”
- >You just shrug
- I’m just a regular guy, Princess. Could it all be coincidence?
- >She shakes her head
- >”To happen upon such magic twice, being taken to this world? I find that highly unlikely.”
- >You nod in agreement
- >Yeah, what ARE the odds of that?
- >”I know of such portals, however.” She says, beginning to pace the room a bit
- >”They’re old, arcane pieces of magic. They haven’t been used in some time…”
- >She returns back from her lengthy pace
- >”It doesn’t surprise me much some are still about the land. Why these ones are linking to Earth, though… I haven’t an idea.”
- >You nod, just out of habit at this point
- But what about the Earth portals?
- >You ask
- Why do those exist? There isn’t any magic in my world.
- >She raises an eyebrow
- >”Are you certain, Anonymous? I believe there to be magic in every world.”
- Well…
- >You kick the ground with your foot, looking down to it
- Nobody’s casting any spells over on Earth, that’s for sure.
- >Celestia focuses on you
- >”Anonymous, may I ask a favor of you?”
- >You look back up to her
- Sure, I suppose.
- >”I ask if I may scan your body for any traces of what could be identified as ‘magic.’”
- >You look to your left, then right
- >Out of confusion, mostly
- Umm… yeah, go for it.
- >She nods, then closes her eyes for a moment
- >Reopening them, she walks up to you, horn glowing
- >She places it to your chest
- >A yellow aura surrounds you, and a warm feeling engulfs your body
- >This lasts for about ten seconds, then she backs away
- >She sits in thought for a moment
- >”…your blood, Anonymous.”
- >Your… blood?
- My… blood?
- >”Yes. It seems there are traces of magic in your blood. Small, but it is there. Circulating through your body.”
- >You’re a little confused
- So… does that mean I could cast spells…?
- >She shakes her head
- >”No, this isn’t anything you can channel. But it could have been acting as a magnet of sorts to these portals.”
- >She closes her eyes in thought again
- >”Based on the amount you possess, I’d theorize most humans either have far more than you, or none.”
- >She reopens them
- >”In other words, humans should either be very magical creatures, or ones that lack said ability completely.”
- >You’re confused
- >But there certainly aren’t any wizards roaming Earth
- >But… it’s in your blood
- >Perhaps, long, long ago… there were such magicians
- >Celestia herself said every world should have magic
- >Did it die out?
- >And you just seem to have remnants of some past, wizard ancestor?
- >Hereditary magic…?
- >This is far too complicated for you to try to be thinking about
- >”I don’t think we could ever know for sure,” she says, interrupting your thought process
- >You agree with her. There’s no true way of knowing
- >”I have one more topic to ask you about, Anonymous.”
- >You stretch your back out a bit
- Why not? Ask away.
- >”The p0ny who put you through those trouble six months ago… Fluttershy…”
- >Your chest rings in shock
- >But yeah… she was right there when that aerial dogfight between Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy was happening
- Yes?
- >”Have you seen her since your re-arrival? How are her ties with her friends?”
- >Like that, you’re on the spot again
- >Fluttershy’s threat still lingers with you
- >But… this isn’t Twilight, or Rainbow Dash… could you tell her?
- >She’s the benevolent ruler of the land, surely she could help in some way…
- >What do you do?
- …yeah, I’ve seen her, Princess.
- >”And what came of this visit? What was the reason?”
- >You can see curiosity and worry in her eyes
- …I wanted to talk to her. Sort that whole thing out that happened all those years ago. It still kind of resonates with me…
- >Celestia lets out what seems like a sigh of relief
- >”You want to repair ties with Fluttershy?”
- …as crazy as it sounds, Princess, yes, I do. And hers with her friends, too.
- >You look over to the doorway where Dash and Twilight left some time ago
- I don’t want to feel responsible for destroying their friendship. And I know that Fluttershy can see things my way if I could just get through to her.
- >Celestia nods
- >”…thank you, Anonymous,” she says, “this is exactly what I was hoping to hear.”
- >You turn curiously to her
- Why’s that, Princess?
- >She sits up and begins her mild pacing again
- >”Those six friends… together, they are able to wield and control power relics called the Elements of Harmony. Such power has saved our land on multiple occasions.”
- >You’re a little shocked to hear this
- >Those six mares are heroes?
- >”But it is essential that their friendship must be strong and powerful for the elements to be used properly.”
- >She turns to you
- >”Since your departure six months ago, I’ve felt that tie break down considerably.”
- >That makes sense…
- Actually… Twilight and Rainbow Dash are less than happy about what she did.
- >”I feared so.”
- >How bizarre…
- >You had a few reasons for wanting to talk with and get through to Fluttershy. One of them happened to be for the safety of the land
- >And you didn’t even know
- >”What happened during this visit? The bond is still weak.”
- >You inhale deeply and sigh
- >Should you tell her?
- >She’s only trying to help…
- …I tried to get through to her. She attempted to… force herself onto me again, but I’m fit enough for that not to have been a problem.
- >Celestia is listening intently
- But… once she realized that wouldn’t work, she used some kind of… stare on me.
- >Her eyes widen at the word “stare”
- At that point… I was immobilized. With quick thinking I was able to get out of there unscathed, but… I’m terrified to try to talk with her again knowing she has power over me like that.
- >Celestia nods once more and closes her eyes in thought
- >”I’m familiar with this stare…” she starts, “such a glare pits the two minds together, burrowing into each other, completely incapacitating the weaker.”
- >Sounds exactly like what happened to you
- So… what can I do about it?
- >She turns to you
- >And smiles
- >”We must strengthen your mind.”
- >Strengthen your mind?
- >Can she do that?
- >”I know of somep0ny who can help you with this, but…”
- >She gazes out the window to the night sky
- >”…it is very late, Anonymous. Perhaps you should get some rest.”
- >She turns back to you
- >”You will meet this helper soon enough.”
- >Well, now that you think about it, you ARE really tired
- Yeah, tomorrow sounds better for me anyway,
- >You say
- …thanks for everything, Princess.
- >She smiles at you
- >”Of course, Anonymous. I must do my best for all my subjects”
- >All her subjects…
- >You’re a subject?
- >Such a statement… warms you up inside
- >Celestia shows you to your room, then takes her leave to her own quarters
- >Rainbow Dash and Twilight must have already gone to bed
- >You change into your game attire and slip into the bed
- >You close your eyes and begin to drift off…
- >When suddenly
- >Your door creaks
- >You snap your eyes back open
- >You push yourself up to a sitting position and look toward the large open wooden doors
- >The silhouette of a pegasus stands
- >Your mind immediately goes to Fluttershy
- >Oh fucking shit
- >”Anon?”
- >You hear
- >That voice…
- >It isn’t Fluttershy
- Yeah, Dash?
- >She steps into the room, closing the doors
- >You can see her a little clearer
- >”I…. I can’t get to sleep…”
- >She looks down at the ground
- >”Would it be alright if… if I slept with you tonight?”
- >Sleeping in the same bed with a p0ny…
- >You’ve already been over this with Twilight and Fluttershy
- >But…
- >This is Rainbow Dash
- >Probably your best friend here
- >Would it be alright?
- >What about what they were talking about in the train cabin
- >Would this be… leading her on?
- >You don’t dwell on it too much
- >You start to feel a little bad for her
- >Coming all this way to ask this
- Sure, Dash. Come on up.
- >You say, patting the side of your bed
- >She looks up to you and smiles
- >She trots over and hops up into the bed, getting comfortable
- >”Thanks, Anon.”
- Don’t worry about it.
- >And with that, you re-adjust yourself comfortable and drift off into sleep…
- [spoiler]Optional background music for this segment: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nenLowRQsog[/spoiler]
- >You feel an odd sensation all over your body
- >Like you’re falling
- >You open your eyes
- >You’re drifting downward slowly
- >Everything around you is dark
- >You snap a little more alert and look around
- >Dark everywhere
- >Except…
- >There’s a speck of light below you
- >It grows bigger and bigger as you drift downward
- >Eventually, you make out what it is
- >It appears to be a circular platform of stained glass
- >It is decorated with the mane 6, with Fluttershy front and center
- >How peculiar…
- >Eventually, you land down softly on this platform
- >You wander the amount of space you can
- >To the edge of the platform
- >You gaze out into the area of darkness
- >How solemn and lonely it is here
- >Suddenly, a sound gets your attention from behind you
- >The clop of a hoof
- >You dart around to see the source of the noise
- >There, in the middle of the platform, stands Fluttershy
- >She’s glaring at you
- >Not The Stare, just… glaring
- Fluttershy…
- >You say, stepping out toward her
- What are you—
- >Cutting you off, she pounces toward you
- >Slamming her front hooves into your chest, she topples you over
- >She sits atop you
- >You grip your hands under her and push
- >You push as hard as you can
- >But… she won’t budge
- >She leans her head down and starts kissing your neck
- >You ring your hand around her neck and chin and push
- >Not to strangle her, but to push her away
- >It’s… not working
- >Why are you so weak?
- >You struggle and struggle, but…
- >She has you pinned
- >Her kisses make their way down your body
- F-Fuck!
- >You yell, straining your muscles as hard as you can against her
- >She lifts her head and glares at you again
- >Then smirks
- >Her body begins to dissipate
- >As if she was made of dust, being blown away in the wind
- >Eventually, she is gone
- >You sit up from the ground, looking around
- >What happened…?
- >”The Human Anonymous…”
- >You hear from around you
- >You dart your head from left to right
- Hello?
- >You hear the strong sound of beating of wings from above you
- >A figure glides down slowly and lands on the platform
- >A dark, winged unicorn with the emblem of the moon around her neck stands before you
- >Her tail and mane flow with star night beauty
- >”Greetings. We are Princess Luna, guardian of the night and dreams.”
- >You stand back up
- >Princess Luna?
- >”Our sister has told us you desire help with the strengthening of your mind.”
- >Oh, she must be Celestia’s sister
- Yeah.
- >You say
- So… this is a dream?
- >She nods
- >”What better way to train your mind, than in your mind?”
- >You glance around
- >So… this must be the physical representation of your mind
- >Princess Luna approaches you closer
- >”We observed that display against the one called Fluttershy.”
- >She did?
- >Maybe she knows what’s going on
- Princess, why was I so weak? Why couldn’t I budge her?
- >The Princess closes her eyes
- >”We are in your mind, The Human Anonymous. That was not your physical display of strength, but your mental.”
- >You absorb that statement
- >Makes sense…
- >Luna’s eyes and horn flash for a second
- >”Let us adjust your body to reflect that.”
- >Suddenly, you feel yourself begin to shrink
- >You look at your hands and arms as they decrease size
- >You feel yourself grow shorter
- >Then, it stops
- >You frantically look at your body
- L-Luna…
- >You’re shocked at the pitch of your voice
- What did you do?
- >She gets even closer, now looking down at you, rather than vice versa
- >”We have adjusted your body to match the strength of your mind. The symbolic link of physical and mental strength will be represented as such here.”
- >She turns and begins walking away
- >Well… twelve years old in Equestria again, it seems…
- >”But…”
- >She begins to add
- >”Even just standing here, we realize…”
- >A disembodied door appears in front of her, at the end of the platform
- >”You do possess the strength of the mind and willpower to stand against the one called Fluttershy.”
- >You absorb her words once more
- >”It resides here. But…”
- >A lock appears, and clamps down over the door
- >”You must be ready to claim it.”
- >She turns back to you
- >”Do you understand, The Human Anonymous?”
- >You take a deep breath
- I do, Princess Luna.
- >”Good.”
- >She walks slowly over towards you, and stops at the middle of the platform
- >”Let us begin.”
- >With that, her horn flashes
- >Princess Luna and the platform itself dissipate, not unlike Fluttershy did
- >You can feel the world morph around you
- >You close your eyes for a second
- >Reopening them, you notice yourself inside Fluttershy’s cottage
- >The lights are off, and you sense a feeling of intense isolation
- >As if no place exists outside the boundaries of this cottage
- >You take a deep breath
- >This must be a trial put forth by Princess Luna
- >You step forward further into the cottage, but the downstairs seems abandoned
- Hello?
- >You call out
- >No answer
- >After lapping the main floor, you decide to head up the stairs
- >To Fluttershy’s room
- >You climb each step
- >Each lift of the leg feels heavier than the last
- >Until you reach the top
- >And turn the corner into Fluttershy’s room
- >You breach the threshold, and see the yellow mare herself staring out the window, facing away from you
- >You gather your strength
- Fluttershy.
- >Her ears twitch to her name
- >”You came.” She states
- >You raise an eyebrow in curiosity
- Yes, I did.
- >“Good.”
- >She turns around to face you
- >Her eyes shoot daggers into your soul when they meet yours
- >Instantly, you freeze up
- >Shit! This wasn’t supposed to happen
- >Fluttershy takes a step toward you
- >As she does, she splits down the middle, multiplying into another Fluttershy
- >Now two Fluttershys take steps toward you
- >You’re baffled, and still cannot move
- >Each step they take, they divide, freeing more and more Fluttershys into the room
- >Until they circle around you
- >All glaring at you with their demonic eyes
- >You’re completely immobilized
- >You fall to your knees, incapable of defending yourself
- >They’re closing in
- >Closer and closer they come, until they engulf you
- >Dogpiling you, melting on top of you, smothering you
- >You close your eyes and thrash around, trying to resist
- >Until you feel the weight slowly lift from your body
- >You reopen your eyes, and to your surprise, you are no longer in Flutterrshy’s room
- >But rather, the stained-glass platform from before
- >You sit up from the ground, Princess Luna eyes you from across the stage
- >”The Human Anonymous… that was most pitiful.” She says, with much disappointment in her voice, “We know you are capable of so much more.”
- >You stand to your feet
- I’m sorry, Princess, but… that was overwhelming.
- >She shakes her head
- >”Only because you perceive it that way.”
- >She steps immediately to your person, and looks down at you
- >Thinking
- >”Allow us to show it in a manner more comfortable to yourself.”
- >Her horn flashes once more, and the platform around you dissipates again
- >You close your eyes, just as before
- >When you open them, you notice yourself in your University’s gymnasium
- >You are at the freethrow line, in your game jersey
- >The skyscrapers of opponents you faced before arriving in Equestria stare you down from around the key
- >With your twelve year old body, they absolutely tower over you
- >They say nothing, only glare
- >The stands are absolutely packed with fans and observers, but they make no noise
- >All eyes are on you
- >The referee walks over to you and hands you a basketball
- >You know what to do
- >You bounce the ball once or twice, then take your shot
- >Swish
- >But there is no applause for your basket
- >The ref reclaims the ball, then gives it to you
- >Your opponents eye you viciously
- >You meet their gaze, but brush it off
- >Bouncing the ball once more, you take your shot
- >Another swish
- >The skyscrapers’ eyes lighten up, and they too dissipate
- >The dust they leave behind swirls together, forming a shape
- >Princess Luna constructs herself
- >”That was a phenomenal display, The Human Anonymous.”
- >The court and fans also dissipate to dust, blowing away in the wind
- >You stand once more at the stained-glass platform
- >”Do you see it now?” She asks, “What you are capable of simply by focusing your mind?”
- >You think it over for a second
- Yes, Princess, but… I’m trained to handle that kind of pressure. I’m an athlete.
- >She nods
- >”Yes, and this is why you already hold the potential to resist the one called Fluttershy within you.”
- >She steps slowly toward the locked door
- >”You may think pressure at a sporting event and holding your mind strong against a psychological attack are very different. However…”
- >She stamps her hoof and turns toward you
- >”They are much the same!”
- >She turns from the door, back to you
- >”You focus your mind and calm yourself to relieve such pressures, do you not?”
- >You’ve never really thought about it that way…
- Yes, Princess. I suppose I do.
- >”Your mind was forged to never feel the strain of worry, or crack under the pressures of your peers. Is this not correct?”
- This is correct, Princess.
- >She stamps her hoof again
- >”Then prove it to us!”
- >With her stamp, the platform dissipates once more
- >You close your eyes and take a deep breath
- >You know what’s coming
- >You open them again
- >You’re in a dark, open field at night
- >You seem to be surrounded by some creepy, lightless forest
- >You believe you recognize such a forest from around Fluttershy’s cottage
- >”There you are.”
- >You hear from behind you
- >You recognize the voice
- >You were expecting her
- >You turn around, and become face-to-face with Fluttershy
- >She’s glaring at you
- >You try your hardest to focus
- >Just like basketball…
- >Just like how you’ve been trained since you were six years old
- >It’s just like pressure…
- >You’re good with pressure
- >Her eyes flare open, and her pupils focus and dig into yours
- >She’s initiated The Stare
- >You can feel the force bump against your own consciousness
- >Just like basketball! You keep telling yourself
- >You widen your own eyes and focus
- >You’re doing well
- >The strain isn’t nearly as bad as it was in reality
- >It’s like pushing through a tough rep at the gym
- >The force is there, sure, but you can overcome it
- >Fluttershy continues her Stare
- >She divides down the middle, and like before, becomes two
- >Double the Stare is now upon you
- >But you don’t falter
- >You hold your eyes and mind strong, darting them between the two yellow mares
- >They each divide
- >And divide
- >And divide
- >You are once again surrounded
- >But unlike before, you hold your ground
- >Just
- >Like
- >Basketball
- >And just like that, you don’t even budge
- >They close in
- >You hold your ground
- >One Fluttershy walks immediately up to your short, twelve-year-old body and glares at you immediately in the eye
- >You hold strong, glaring right back
- >Immediately face-to-face
- …get the fuck out of here, Fluttershy.
- >She squints her eyes
- >And she dissipates
- >Her clones dissipate as well
- >And the open field around you follows suit
- >You close your eyes, basking in the sweet feeling of victory
- >You enter a sort of trance
- >Soaking in your own glory
- >But don’t let it go to your head, Anon
- >Who knows how different it may be in real life
- >”The Human Anonymous.”
- >You hear
- >You reopen your eyes
- >You’re back at the platform
- >Everything seems… lower
- >You glance to your arms and body
- >You slap your hands to your face
- >You did it
- >You’re a young adult again
- >Twenty never felt so sweet
- >”Superb, The Human Anonymous. We knew you had the power.”
- >You hear a snapping kind of sound
- >You turn your attention to the door
- >The lock has broken and fallen off the door
- >Princess Luna smiles at you, and nods
- >She, like so many other things in your dream, dissipates
- >You step towards the disembodied door, grip its handle, and open it
- >Behind it are steps made of light, climbing higher and higher into the dark sky
- >You plant a foot firmly down on the first step and begin to climb
- >You climb the stairs for a good long while
- >Until you begin to notice another platform
- >The stairs connect to it, and you approach from under
- >At the top, you approach another stained-glass decorated platform
- >This one is of you
- >Two of you, actually
- >A young, child Anon grasps a basketball with both hands, head down, eyes closed
- >At his back, an older, young adult Anon holds another basketball in one hand, other hand in his coat pocket, head down, eyes closed
- >In the center of the platform is a pedestal, which holds a ball of light of sorts
- >From behind the pedestal, Princess Luna emerges
- >”The Human Anonymous.”
- >You approach both her and the pedestal simultaneously
- >”Here, in the center of your consciousness, is the strength you require to stand against the one called Fluttershy.”
- >You give her a nod of understanding
- >”You have demonstrated here your ability to claim it. We are most proud.”
- Thank you, Princess.
- >”Take it, and let it temper your mind.”
- >She begins to dissipate once more
- >”May our paths cross again sometime, The Human Anonymous, perhaps in the world of the waking.”
- You give her a thumbs up.
- >She acknowledges this gesture, as if she understands it
- >Being in your mind, she most likely does
- >And with that, she vanishes
- >You gaze over to the ball of light
- >You pick it up, it floating above your palms
- >It slowly guides itself into your chest
- >Immediately, you feel a warm sensation all over your body
- >It courses through your veins, before journeying up to your head and planting itself
- >It’s a powerful feeling
- >With that, you begin to feel the world melt around you
- >The world of sleep is leaving you
- >You open your eyes
- >You’re in bed, in your room at the castle
- >You hear snoring
- >You turn to your left
- >Rainbow Dash is cuddled up next to you, snoring lightly
- >You pat her on her head
- >You begin to dwell over the dream events you experienced
- >Clearly it was real
- >It felt so
- >And you feel a newfound power resonating in you mind
- >Wherever Princess Luna is on this lonely, starlit night, she has helped you immensely, and you owe her a debt
- >Suddenly, you hear a gasps of sorts
- >You dart your eyes over towards your door
- >It’s open
- >How long has it been?
- >You’re sure Rainbow Dash closed it when she came in
- >You sit up in bed
- >Is that a… silhouette?
- >Before you can react, it darts to the right of the door
- >The sound of clopping hooves resonate down the hall
- Hey!
- >You call out
- >You hop out of bed and jog down to the door
- >Rainbow Dash rolls over slightly and continues sawing logs
- >You exit the door and look down the hall
- >The silhouette just rounded a corner
- >You give chase, your bare feet slapping against the cold tile
- >You twist around the corner
- >There it is, down the hall
- >You book it into an all out sprint
- >If that’s who you think it is…
- >Rounds another corner
- >You give chase
- >You see it dart into a room
- >You sprint over to the room and turn in yourself
- >It’s well lit
- >You slowly walk in and observe your surroundings
- >Seems to be a study of some sort…
- >Suddenly, the heavy doors slam behind you
- >You turn to look at them
- >How did they…?
- >”Anon…”
- >You turn your head back around
- >Just as you thought…
- >You swore you saw her on the train
- >And in the crowd outside the castle
- >She followed you here…
- >Fluttershy stands at the end of the room
- >Your eyes meet
- >…good, she brought the party to you
- >Less effort on your part
- Fluttershy, what do you intend to get out of this?
- >She looks to you with such big, innocent eyes
- >”Y-Your love, Anon…”
- >She shyly looks away
- I can’t offer you that.
- >She turns back to you
- Allow me to offer something else.
- End of Part 9
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