Equestrian Psycho - Chapter 4 - Final

>Canterlot still looked like a grand place, even during a time like this.

>You notice it seems the troubles of those in places like Ponyville and Appaloosa have yet to touch Canterlot.

>It's citizens trot about happily, not a care in the world, not a single hint of rebellion could be seen anywhere.

>However you, nor your companions, had time to soak in the wonder of Canterlot's winding streets.

>You were pretty fearful of being caught by the guards, but they seemed to just nod at your group as you past.

>It wasn't too long before you reached the palace, it's great walls loomed over you.

>The main gate was shut, several guards blocking the way.

>They snorted at your approach.

"We have business with Celestia," you say, trying to sound convincing

>"No one can enter the castle unless they are invited," the guard trotted forward.

>"I'm Celestia's friend and student!" Twilight said, sounding offended.

>"We all know her well, just tell 'er we're here," AppleJack explained.

>A larger unicorn emerged from the battlements, he had a blueish and cyan mane, and a cringe worthy voice.

>"TWILEY!"

>Shining Armor had been nice enough to lead you to Celestia without further troubles.

>But he insisted only Twilight and you could actually speak with her, the others had to remain outside in the hall.

>The princess was in a large drawing room, in all her majesty, with her back turned to you.

>She was facing a window, watching the sun set.

>"Celestia, it's so good to see you," Twilight ran to the alicorn, who turned just in time to embrace the unicorn.

>She wasn't so receiving of you however, settling with a nod and a solemn look.

>You give Twilight an urging glance when she looks at you.

>"You've heard about the riots, right?" she looked up at the much taller alicorn.

>The princess took a deep breath, "Yes, I know. Is that why you have come?"

"Have they told you how bad it is?"

>She blinked at you, obviously they hadn't.

>"Twilight, could you leave us for a moment?"

>The little unicorn looked afraid.

>It felt like your blood had stopped flowing.

>It was going to happen.

>You can't say you didn't have fun, but you had unfinished work here.

>You cast a look back at Twilight, no words were needed for your goodbye with her, a look into her beautiful eyes was enough.

>The door closes behind her.

"Before you send me-,"

>"I'm not sending you anywhere," she looked down at the stone floor.

>Just now you're noticing her mane and tail seemed to shine and flow a little less.

>Her eyes look like they hadn't seen a good night's sleep in weeks.

>Her voice got really low, nothing but a whisper, "Do you know I couldn't, even if I wanted?"

>"Do you know I made all those laws because I got scared? Don't you know I just want everyone to be happy, like it was before everyone started loosing everything."

>You thought you saw tears fill her eyes.

>You can't imagine the stress and fear she must carry around everyday.

>How could she sleep knowing hundreds of her own people wanted her dead or banished?

>Not that she was completely innocent, but you had the impression this was the first threat that couldn't be handled with the Elements of Harmony and "friendship".

"Where does all that tax money go?" you ask, you got the feeling there was a lot more then needed.

>"I don't know, I never see any of it."

>You muster your patience.

"Okay. A very big problem the revolutionist have with you is the taxes and guards."

>"My guards?"

"Yes! I just witnessed them beat Big Macintosh and attempt to rape AppleJack. And that was not an isolated incident, it happens a lot more then you would guess."

>"I don't know. I-I don't know what to say."

"Could you kill Unknown?"

>"WHAT? I've never killed anypony before, and I never will."

>Perhaps getting Unknown out of the way could shock the revolutionists into realizing just what they were doing.

"If you're able to tone down your laws and control your guards and I can remove Unknown from the picture we might be able to reverse all this."

>"I don't know."

"What do you know? For someone who presents themselves in such a powerfully calm manner you're a terrible ruler."

>She looked up at you with a piercing gaze.

>"That is not necessary."

"Yes, yes it is. It's necessary to introduce you to the reality of the situation. I have no interest in watching this world burn because you aren't capable of ruling it."

>She averted her gaze.

"I'm going back to Manehattan to fix this fucking mess. Do what I told you or we're both screwed."

>She nodded, you left without a goodbye, shutting the thick door behind you.

>Twilight rushed over the second she saw you, galloping from the other end of the carpeted hall.

>"I thought she was going to send you back," Twilight huggs you, nuzzling your chest.

"So did I," you stop yourself from telling her what happened in there.

"I've got to go back to Manehattan, I think I can end this."

>The rest of her friends appear at the end of the hall, they stay back for whatever reason.

>"But we've already tried talking to him."

"This time will be different, I have a few things that may encourage him further."

>"If you say so," Twilight turns to her friends, "We're headed back to Manehattan, again."

"No, you're not. You'll stay here with Celestia,"

>"But-,"

"I'm not going to endanger you with another trip back there."

>Her friends said nothing, letting you pass as you made for the stairs.

>You turn back, taking a look at Twilight, this could very well be the last time you see her, for the second time today you share that wordless goodbye.

>The guards huff at you as you exit the castle, walking down to the train station.

>The last rays of sunlight disappearing as you enter the last train of the day.

>Only one other pony got on with you, and they made their way to a separate compartment on the train, leaving you alone.

>You weren't sure how you would handle the situation, especially when you had no weapons, but it wasn't like Unknown was a trained killer.

>He was just a man, probably never got blood on his hands before.

>It would be easy.

>You fall asleep on the train, dreaming of all those happy times with Twilight, when things were so simple.

>The train grinds to a halt, the first sparkle of sunlight on the horizon.

>Getting to Unknown would be pretty easy, getting rid of him would be hard.

>Maybe you could trick your way in, probably not, he was much too smart.

>As you walk to his high rise you see the city is in disarray.

>Rebellious Graffiti could be found on every building, and where there was none of that, posters with revolutionist slogans could be found.

>The high rise looked untouched by both, it was still as grand as before.

>You rush past the doorman, assuming he would make some attempt to stop you, soon you're in front of Unknown's door once more.

 

Unknown~

 

>Unknown had just finished wrapping up after another pleasant morning.

>But something was off, no pleasure came from asserting his command over this particular stallion.

>Somewhere, deep in his chest, a little hole expanded, sucking away at his life force.

>No one could leave, but could they stay just another day?

>A knock came at the door, Unknown didn't even bother to put away his knife, leaving it on the table.

>Maybe this visitor could help him with his tilted throne?

 

 

You~

>Unknown came to the door quickly enough, his buttoned up shirt was stained with a dash of crimson, it's sleeves rolled up to reveal pale arms.

>"Ah, you've returned, have you changed your mind?"

>You cock back and strike him in the face with your fist.

>He recoils back, staggering a few steps.

>"I guess not."

>You throw another punch, but he quickly dodges and retorts with a strike to your throat.

>You gag at the uncomfortable pain in your throat, Unknown reaches for something on the table behind him.

>You recover pretty quickly, making sure to stay a good distance from your opponent.

>You notice the slender blade in his hand, he looks poised to strike.

>You try to avoid him as he tackles you, to no avail.

>Unknown pins you on the ground, a knife pressed up against you.

>Before he can push it into your chest you grab for his throat.

>His maniacal grin faded as you squeezed his throat, using your other hand to hold off the knife.

>But you're loosing precious inches, and your grip on his throat.

>Soon the knife is pressed against you again, it pierces the flesh just a little bit.

>You fucked up again, foolhardy bravado would get you killed.

>There was a flash of light, you were blinded for a second.

>When you opened your eyes again you notice the weight on you is gone.

>Unknown was laying on the ground, trying to pick himself up, a few feet from you.

>In the door way Twilight stood proudly, smiling at you.

>But this was no time to celebrate, the fight wasn't over.

>Unknown was up again, and closing in.

>In another flash you're knocked back into the kitchen counter behind you.

>When you get up this time, your blood runs cold.

>That familiar tremble comes to your chest again, your finger tips were ice.

>Unknown stood at the other end of the room, knife pressed against Twilight's throat.

>She struggled but he had a tight grip on her.

>You bring a hand up to the counter behind you, securing your own weapon.

>It was a long serrated knife.