Title: The Story That Never Was - Chapter 5 Author: Shermanator Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/41qVUwd9 First Edit: Monday 17th of December 2012 08:24:35 PM CDT Last Edit: Monday 17th of December 2012 08:24:35 PM CDT >>The sun has been up for a while. For once, you are up before Twilight >>And you remember everything that you remembered the day before >>Your plan is working, to your knowledge. Celestia has no sway over your mind now >>“Anon? Were you here all night?” >>You pretend that you didn't notice Hm? Oh, yes. I must have been. >>Spike follows soon after Twilight, and goes about his routine of getting the paper >>Twilight looks more concerned than she did last night >>She is observant. She doesn't tell you, but she sees that the lantern is out. She knows you must have put it out when the sun came up >>You're lying to her >>“Well, you might as well stay for breakfast.” >>As poor of a conman as you evidently are, she is worse. You sense that she knows something's up >>“Want the usual, Anon?” There anything special to keep you awake longer? >>She recoils >>“Huh?” >>She doesn't ask that sweetly. She asks it aggressively The usual is... fine. >>Spike comes back in through the front door, already reading the paper. >>“Whoa. Man, holy cow. Check this out.” >>He holds up the paper, which is overcome by a violet aurora and dragged through the air over to Twilight >>Her eyes go wide as saucers >>“Oh, my” >>You lower your book What? >>“Late last night a Diamond Dog was admitted to Ponyville hospital and pronounced dead just minutes after. They say it was blunt trauma to the head.” >>Spike scratches his head >>“What was a Diamond Dog doing in Ponyville?” >>Twilight eyes the article suspiciously   >>“Nopony can actually reach up to a Diamond Dog's head like that.” >>She looks over the picture included with the article and notices a dent in the armor >>She withholds a gasp and magically tosses the paper back to Spike >>Her brows furrow. Twilight is taking charge. You can hear her hooves clop against the ground as she walks up to you. >>“Anon, let me see your hand.” >>You look to her, your own brows furrowed >>“Anon...” You're nuts. >>“Anonymous, I swear to Celestia!” >>She beats a hoof against the ground I don't have to put up with this >>You get up to leave >>“Spike!” >>Spike immediately blocks the door way >>As if he could actually stop you >>“I swear, Anon, if you don't tell me what's going on...” >>You hold your wounded fist in your opposite hand and move to the steps >>The window by the beds is big enough for you, and the fall won't kill you >>“Okay, mister. That is IT!” >>Her horn glows >>You can't even get two steps up before an arcane cloud overtakes you and you are lifted off your feet You are a mad mare! You hear me, Twilight?! I'm going to SUE you! >>Twilight rolls her eyes and drops you on the floor >>You fall in a heap >>Before you can recover, she inspects your hand. Dried blood on the knuckles, visible scrapes >>“The black eye, the Diamond Dog, and now your hand?” >>She grips you in an aura of magic again and throws you into a chair, aggressively   >>She marches up to you and leans in >>“You're going to tell me what's going on RIGHT NOW, Mister!” >>Twilight has been like a big sister to you. Always the responsible one, always the one looking out for you >>She is speaking out of friendship, not hatred >>But still, you find it difficult to tell her >>You didn't even trust this information with your bro I killed him? >>There's a pause Did I really kill him? >>The severity of the situation washes over you as you sit in the seat >>Twilight looks on you with despair and wanting to understand >>“Uh... I better get breakfast going” >>Spike makes his way into the kitchen >>That spike; doesn't give zero fucks unless it's about Rarity >>“Anon, please, you need to tell me what happened. Otherwise I have to assume the worst.” >>You think out loud, one hand clenched to your chest and the other gripping your hair Oh, Celestia >>You still recognize no other God, no other belief Oh, Celestia >>You repeat before gulping It's hard, Twilight I can't buck apples I can't sew I can't make art ...Can't cook, can't haul, I am not a doctor. I can't use magic. I can't do anything you and your friends can do >>She remains silent ...But I can... I, uh... >>Your foot starts to tap the floor, making a fast rhythm >>Twilight can tell you feel against the wall, she can tell you don't want to talk >>“Anon...” I know, I know.   >>If word gets out, kiss your livelihood good-bye >>You're a murderer. You won't get away from this Scott free. I'm... I joined an underground fight circuit. A few seasons back, Dash and I were in a bar. And there were these three guys that tried to pick her up. I tried to tell them that she was with me, and they kept pushing me, and pushing. I found out I was good at fighting. >>She gasped and took a step away from you Oh, Celestia, Twilight; you have to believe me! >>You start tearing up >>You refuse to do this >>No, no crying >>Your nose goes stiff >>The tear ducts won't listen to you I tried real hard not to kill anyone. Or even break anything. I tried really hard to keep it clean. >>Well, there it goes. A tear runs down the inside of your cheek You have to understand. I needed the money. I had to live. >>This is all Celestia's fault >>Her mind rape drove you to the insanity >>You remember last night like it was happening right now. How you were out ranged, but you slipped to the inside I just... >>You start thinking out loud I hit him... and then I hit him again, and I couldn't stop. Again, and again, and then he started bleeding, but I couldn't stop >>She doesn't know how to handle this and takes a step further back There was >>You squeak >>You are NOT this kind of man >>You do NOT cry >>You work hard, you do as you are told. You have no reason to be ashamed >>But the tears have already stained her floor   There was NOTHING else I could do! >>“That's not true! You helped those people move last week! And what about all those times you took consignments to stock shelves?” >>You dismiss her with a wave before covering your face with your hands I just do that to supplement the fight money. It doesn't last until the next season starts up. >>You can no longer hold it back, and you hit the point where you can no longer talk straight >>You are ashamed >>Ashamed that you're crying in front of a pony >>Ashamed that spike can hear you in the next room >>Ashamed that you killed someone Celestia, have mercy on my soul >>You manage to choke out that phrase >>“I'm not sure if she will, Anon.” >>“Spike, take a letter.”