CYOA Badluck Femanon Ch 14

Chapter 14

 

>"Well aren't you the pot calling the kettle black?"

>You bolt upright.

>Something brushes against your arm.

>You look and see a gray hoof.

>"Good morning Anon."

>Octavia is staring at you intensely.

>A small half moon smile rests on her face.

>Pot calling what?

>You look at her.

>Memories of last night flood your mind.

>Shit.

>You suddenly feel very guilty.

"V-Via I'm sorry about last night! It was all my fault, I shouldn't have-"

>You voice trails off as her body morphs.

>Mutates.

>The fuck?

>You stare in horror as the musical pony melts into a familiar looking tan stallion.

>Mara.

>With silver hair this time.

>"Good morning Anny. I see you had fun last night."

>He points to the bedsheets.

>They're covered in blood.

>Oh, fuck...

>You start panicking.

>Did you do that to Octavia?

>Mara chuckles.

>"It's yours, idiot."

>What?

>You look down at yourself.

>Sure enough, there's a red stain on your shirt.

>Damn it.

>You rub your temples furiously.

"... where's Octavia?"

>"In Canterlot."

>Say what?

>"She left last night while you were taking a shower. Don't you remember?"

>What?

>But how?

>You stare in horror at him.

>He did not?

>Was he Octavia this whole time?

>He smirks.

>And cackles.

>And doesn't stop.

>You kick him.

"You fucking little prick!"

>He falls to the floor and continues laughing.

>"I'm kidding!"

>What?

>"That was a joke! You should have seen the look on your face!"

>His face starts twisting.

>You see a carbon copy of yours appearing its place.

>You look scared, disgusted, and surprised all in one.

>His face shifts back to normal.

>What is he-?

>Joking?

>He was messing with you.

"Where is Via?"

>"Oh, Via? Is that your new pet name for her?"

"Answer me!"

>"Octavia left a few hours ago. Luna escorted her back to Canterlot."

>You open your mouth, but no words come to fruition.

>Your confused to say the least.

>Why did Octavia leave?

 

"... what time is it?"

>"Four in the afternoon. I think. Might be five, actually."

>He disappears into the bathroom and comes back with your pendant.

>"Ah nope... it's 4:30."

>He places the pendant on a table.

>Four thirty?

>Shit...

>You've been out for at least 16 hours.

"Why'd Octavia leave? What happened?"

>Mara looks at you.

>"I dunno. Something about blacking out last night, and not knowing why she woke up in bed next to a human."

>What is he talking about?

>Did he do something?

>Mara sighs.

>"Anny, you're not going to like what I'm about to tell you."

"Tell me anyway. And stop calling me that."

>"Well... don't be angry with me. But Octavia had me absorb some of her memories."

>You blink.

>What?

>"She asked for it. Said that this was a mistake. Apparently she didn't want you to feel guilty for last night. You were crying last night, you know?"

>You're speechless.

>She willingly asked to have her memory wiped?

>"I have a feeling she was feeling a bit of regret too, so that might have been a part of it. After all, she's a successful musical genius... if word got out that she was getting frisky with a human, well, who knows?"

>You lay back on the bed.

>Why? Why would she-?

>"Anny, don't beat yourself up about it."

>He leans on the bedside.

>"If you want, I can take your memories away too. That way you don't feel all broken up inside."

>You blink.

>No.

>Absolutely not.

>"Are you sure?"

>He's reading your mind again.

>You shake your head.

>So, everything you told her, everything she said...

>Those feelings you shared.

>It's meaningless now.

>You stare off into space.

>You feel empty inside.

>"Anny?"

"Stop calling me that."

>This is all his fault.

>He egged you on this entire time.

>And you knew he was up to something.

>He wanted this.

>He manipulated you.

>And Octavia.

>And then got to "feed".

>"I'm not that evil."

"You violated every inch of my body. Twice. You are definitely that evil."

>Octavia doesn't even remember you now.

"I did what you asked."

>"Hmm?"

"I asked her to sleep in my bed. So stop reading my mind."

>If you were going to suffer, you at least wanted to get something out of it.

>You're supposed to be in control, not him.

 

>"You called it off before inviting her. No deal."

>You close your eyes.

>Mara, you're such an asshole.

>"Love you too."

>You carefully pick yourself up and head to the bathroom.

"Clean up the mess."

>"What? No, I'm not touching th-"

"Do it. Now."

>You slam the door on him and proceed to take a shower to clean yourself up.

>You need some time alone.

>You wash yourself quickly.

>The steam clears your head a bit.

>You step back into your room and see Mara busy at work, stripping the bed from it's sheets and scrubbing away at blood.

"Why aren't you using magic?"

>"... oh yeah. Good idea."

>He tosses the brush away.

>His horn start's glowing.

>A pool of blood starts leaking upwards from the bed.

>He collects it in a jar.

>That's.... gross.

>Shit, you forgot you haven't done any laundry.

>"There's a dress in the closet."

>What?

>"You'll have to make do without your undies."

>You blink.

>Wait, can't he just do your laundry with his mag-

>As if to answer, a blinding flash sparks from his horn.

>What the?

>You look back at him.

>HIs hair is brown again.

>"Damn it..."

>What just happened?

>Mara sighs.

>"Bed's clean."

>You know what? You don't want to know.

>You slip into the dress.

"I'm going out. You stay here."

>"Where you going?"

>You don't know.

>You say the first thing that comes to mind.

"Job hunting."

>You walk away.

 

>Job hunting?

>That's the last thing you wanted to do.

>Being caught in all of this chaos is taking it's toll on you.

>You walk through the streets of Ponyville, going to wherever your feet take you.

>Right now, they're taking you down a hill.

>You know you promised Celestia that you'd pay her back for your home, but all of this is too much.

>Jobs can wait.

>The only thing you need right now is for Mara to be out of your life so you can start living a normal one again.

>"Hey, watch out."

>You don't even remember the last time you had a good night's rest.

>An image of Octavia pops into your head.

>Oh god.

>That fucking bastard Mara.

>He really screwed you big time.

>You're starting to regret sparing him from banishment

>"I said watch out!"

>Huh?

>You trip over a log and eat dirt.

>What the?

>Why the fuck is there a log in the street?

>Wind whips your hair.

>You see cart after cart roll past you.

>They crash at the base of the hill.

>Shit.

>"What the buck kid!"

>The p0ny grabs you by your dress and drags you close.

>"Are you out of your damn mind?"

>You don't recognize him.

>He doesn't seem to be a local.

>He violently stomps a hoof on the ground and screams.

>He shoves you away.

>You wince as you fall to the ground..

 

>"Anon?"

>Twilight walks up to you.

>She looks concerned.

>"What seems to be the matter here?"

>"This girl, she just sent my carts to their doom. It's going to take me weeks to repair the damage. And I'm going to miss my shipment to Manehattan!"

>He turns to you.

>"Do you have any idea what happens when I miss a shipment? It comes out of my pocket. I've got over 30,000 bits worth of merchandise here!"

>Fuck.

"I'm... sorry."

>"Sorry? Sorry?! Oh, well as long as you're sorry, it's all fine and bucking dandy!"

>You're fighting back tears.

>"Sorry ain't gonna cut it! Just how exactly do you plan to pay for this?"

>Twilight steps in between you two.

>"I'll pay for it."

 

>"Listen lady, I don't know who you think you are but there's no way you can weasel your little friend out of this. So just step out of my way and let me-whoa!"

>Twilight uses her magic and holds him upside down by his hooves.

>"I'm Twilight Sparkle. Princess Celestia's personal student."

>She pulls out something from her bag.

>It's a gold medallion.

>The sun and moon are plastered on the heads and tails.

>"Go to Canterlot and request to see the Princess with this. She will compensate you for all your troubles."

>She drops him, and flicks the medallion at his chest.

>"Come on Anon."

>She pulls you away and leads you to the library.

>She drags you in and closes the door.

>You fall to your knees.

"Twilight..."

>She looks at you.

"I'll... I'll pay you back. All..."

>Your voice trails off.

>Thirty thousand bits.

"... who am I kidding, I'll never be able to pay you back."

>Twilight sighs.

>"Anon, I don't expect you to pay me anything. You were in trouble."

>You fall silent.

>"You know I'll always help my friends?"

>She gives you a smile.

>You feel dead inside.

>You owe her more than you could ever possibly give her.

"I'll... let me work as your assistant."

>"Anon, I don't-"

>"I'll do anything Spike and Owlowiscious can't, please, just let me-"

>She covers your mouth.

>"Forget about the money Anon."

>How can she just forgive a debt like that so easily?

>Your breaths become shallow.

>She pulls you into a hug.

>You hug her tightly.

>"It's okay..."

>You stay in her arms.

>What kind of friend were you, forcing her to pay off something that was completely your fault.

>You remember Twilight telling you a story about a deep dark pit in the underworld where only the most evil creatures live.

>You felt like you should be there right now.

"Do you think Cerberus would be hungry for a hopeless human?".

>"You're not hopeless."

>She rubs your back reassuringly.

"... sure feel like it."

>She pulls away from you.

>"Stop thinking like that. You're not hopeless."

"But I am.... nothing ever goes right. Everywhere I go, disaster is bound to follow."

>She rests her head against yours.

>"Then it's my job to watch out for you."

>You sigh.

>You've been doing that a lot lately.

>"Anon... is something bothering you?"

>Huh?

>"Ever since we found you in the forest, you've been... off. Is something that matter?"

>Mara.

"... I'm fine Twi."

>"You can tell me. I just want to help."

"..."

>Just say it.

>Mara's causing you more harm than good.

>Say it.

"It's m-..."

>Just say his name.

"My mind."

>"Huh?"

"I just have a lot on my mind."

 

>"Did Mara do something?"

>Yes.

"No."

>"I can talk with Celestia... we won't blame you if you want him gone."

>Gone.

>You wish he was gone.

>Just like Octavia's memory.

>Twilight stares at you.

>You feel overwhelmed with guilt.

>"Anon? Anon!"

>You're hyperventilating.

>"Calm down... just breathe."

"La-last night. Octavia s-slept over..."

>Twilight pats your head.

"I... to h-her."

>"... it's okay. It's not your fault. No one is judging you."

>You break down in her arms.

>She holds you tight

>You can't speak.

>You can't do anything.

>You just feel overcome with anger, remorse, and fuck knows what else.

>You let out a good cry.

>Because you think you deserve it, after all this shit.

>Your sobbing eventually quiets.

>You're just too exhausted to move.

>Twilight's almost in tears herself.

>But she's holding you.

>Comforting you.

>She's always been there for you.

>You lay in her arms and fall asleep.