Hi, everyone, MarcellusMiro66 here! This is a My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic story and a revised version of Trust In Me, except this is more darker. The story is essentially same to that of the original, but with a more edgier tone and more plausible plot development/strong characterization. The story finds Twilight questioning her loyalty to her friends and family when she forms an alliance with a Changeling commander in order to prove her innocence and expose the impersonator known as Queen Chrysalis.
The central characters (from prominent to important) are listed below:
• Twilight Sparkle (voiced by Tara Strong): The apprentice of Princess Celestia and the [former] leader of the Mane 6. Twilight is distraught when her friends and family fall victim to a deceiver masquerading her former foalsitter Cadance (Princess Mi Amore Cadenza). She begins to lose her sanity/question her loyalty when she makes a deal (and not join forces) with a Changeling named Logan Lazuli in order to take down the impersonator.
• Dusk Shine (voiced by Jude Law): The personal commander of Queen Chrysalis and the [former] leader of the Changeling Swarm. Dusk is hesitant to take over the city of Canterlot due to the presence of Princess Celestia, the perceived murderer of a loved one of his. Seeing the wedding as his opportunity to seek rightful vengeance, he strikes up a deal with the Princess's apprentice Twilight Sparkle as a means to put the Princess herself in her place.
• Princess Celestia (voiced by Nicole Oliver): The Alicorn co-ruler of Equestria alongside her younger sister Princess Luna and the aunt of her niece Princess Cadance. She suspects her niece is not herself and notices her apprentice's distraught behavior following her disappointment in her accusing of her niece of being a threat. Realizing that the threat made against Canterlot is among them, she seeks redemption not just for herself, but Twilight as well.
• Queen Chrysalis (voiced by Kathleen Barr): The ruler of the Changelings and the shapeshifting impersonator who masquerades as Princess Cadance in order to invade Canterlot. Chrysalis's motive is clear and simple: she wants love and she wants it now. Or does she?
• Thorax (voiced by Kyle Rideout): A Changeling soldier who is simply at the wrong place at the wrong time. Thorax is less of a fighter and more of a pacifist, only fighting whenever it is necessary.
• Pharynx (voiced by Bill Newton): A Changeling soldier and the older brother of Thorax, Pharynx is a Blood Knight. This means he is addicted to the action and bloodshed that comes with the battles he faces. This doesn't mean he cares deeply for his younger brother's safety.
When writing/depicting the characters, not everything is good vs. evil. Their mortality is depicted within the shades of morality: black, grey, and white. Twilight's story arc is basically what the Star Wars prequels should have been: a crystal clear origin story on how the heroic Anakin Skywalker – the perceived Chosen One – became the villainous Darth Vader, the server of the Dark Side. Twilight goes from idealistic to realistic to idealistic with a realistic edge; Logan, on the other hand, goes from realistic to idealistic to realistic with an idealistic edge...the complete reversal of her story arc. Compared to Logan in Trust In Me, Dusk Shine takes his job very seriously. And the story's plot isn't rushed and a run-of-the mill story; this chapter begins where Twilight is being chastised by her brother Shining Armor and shunned by her friends and mentor Princess Celestia near the end of A Canterlot Wedding - Part 1.
I decided to rework on this story because it felt overstuffed with too many characters and plot holes that seemed to be more in line with MLP: Equestria War. I want this story to be a reasonable prequel to Equestria War: more smaller, more deeper, and more personal. While this story will maintain elements from the original, it will remain entirely different. It will also serve as a precursor to The Rise and Fall of Equestria, a reimagining of My Little Pony: The Movie (2017), which in turn will be a prequel to my upcoming Justice League story. So...
Enjoy! If you can...
At the Frozen North. . .
Drip...
Drip...
Drip...
Drip...
Drip...
Drip...
His ears perked up at the beads of water dripping from the stalactites. He took light inhales and exhales in the duration of his meditation. He struggled to locate inner peace amidst this time of anarchy, chaos...and discord. He just couldn't, however. Despite the fact that he was much of an expert of practically everything, he had much to learn. Still, after all this time, give or take six years.
The unicorn softly sighed under his breath as his meditation continued. He felt the warm crisp of his cavern campfire nip at his legs and the cold breeze of the frozen land blow against his body. It was neither too hot nor too cold, but it was just right. What wasn't right, however, was the reason why he was here in the cave and not the Changeling Realm as he planned earlier.
That reason was the same reason why his act of vengeance would work. It was his motivation.
The unicorn opened his eyes just as a midair circle of harlequin flames surrounded and engulfed him. The unicorn was no longer an unicorn. He was now a Changeling, a creature that served only Queen Chrysalis, Queen of the Changelings. Or, supposedly served only Queen Chrysalis, Queen of the Changelings. See, this particular Changeling was different than the others to say the very least, and perhaps this was why they found it intriguing and envying at the same time. Yes, he had the moderate arctic blue eyes, dark arctic bluish grey mane, sea greenish black chitin, and dark blue carapace. However, he lacked most of the insect-like characteristics one would associate with a love-seizing creature. This means no holey legs, no webbed manes and tail, no reflection-less eyes, and most importantly...no nature/desire to feed on love. It wasn't that it was a bad thing...but Chrysalis saw something in him that no one else did and took him under her figurative and literal wing.
Hence the reason for being in this cave and not joining the conquest for Canterlot.
Not that he wanted to, anyway. It was their loss.
The Changeling levitated down onto his four feet and sighed once again. He cracked his neck, stretched his muscles, and smacked his lips. Glancing around, the campfire had never lost its flame as did the frozen land with its chill down his spine. In fact, it was getting a little too chilly for his tastes despite the campfire, prompting him to summon an jet-black cloak. Walking over to his clear crystal ball, he uttered an incantation to properly activate it. Needless to say, the scene that unfolded before him was not pleasant...in the slightest.
"You want to know why my eyes went all [*Bells jangling*]? Nuh! Because ever since I started having to perform my protection spell, I've been getting terrible migraines. Cadance hasn't been casting spells on me. She's been using her magic to heal me! And she decided to replace her bridesmaids because she found out the only reason they wanted to be in the wedding was so that they could meet Canterlot royalty! And if she hasn't been on her best behavior with your [*Hoof Stomp*] friends, it's because with me being so busy, she's had to make all the decisions about the wedding!"
"I was just trying to – "
"She's been completely stressed out because it's really important to her that our big day be perfect! Something that obviously wasn't important to you! [*Gasps*] Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go and comfort my bride. And you can forget about being my best mare. In fact, if I were you, I wouldn't show up to the wedding at all."
The Changeling watched in pity as the older unicorn left the younger unicorn to think on her sins. Not soon after, her friends followed him.
"C'mon, y'all. Let's go check on the princess."
...
"I was – "
"You have a lot to think about."
The door was slammed shut as the Princess and the younger unicorn's cohorts left her. For good, he didn't know. All that he knew was that this unicorn screwed up. Real bad. She needed help. 'Or wanted help,' the Changeling thought to myself. 'Nevertheless...I have to help her. Besides...she'll make a brilliant piece of perfection in my act of vengeance.'
He packed his belongings in a duffel bag, which he slung over his back. He sighed once more as his horn glowed a lapis lazuli blue – 'Ugh. Damn this teleportation spell' – before teleporting to the Canterlot castle.
Logan Lazuli hated teleportation spells.
In the Canterlot Castle. . .
"Maybe I was being overprotective. I could've gained a sister. But instead... I just lost a brother..."
Twilight hearing herself say those exact words from her thoughts made the mood even more depressing. Laying on top of the stairs of the wedding hall, Twilight could only lament the personal loss of her brother and a potential sister. All because she believed Princess Mi Amore Cadenza was a fraud. Unbeknownst to anypony else including herself, she was. In actuality, she was Queen Chrysalis, Queen of the Changelings, a race of insect-like creatures that take advantage of somepony they "love" and feed that love off them. They were also the shapeshifting safeguards of Chrysalis, whose plan of conquering Equestria by impersonating the royal wife of the Captain of the Royal Guard (Twilight's brother) was proceeded through with success.
Logan would've considered himself to be like any other Changeling, but for some apparent reason, Chrysalis had taken a fondness towards the youngling. Of course, you know this already.
Logan could only listen from above the ceiling as Twilight sang solemnly to herself:
He was my big brother, best friend
Forever...
And now, we'll never do anything
Together...
As he listened to her song, Logan couldn't help but feel sorry for the pony he wanted to... Oh, Logan. Spare your sympathies for someone who cares. Focus on the job beforehand. Then you can kill her later. Kill... He never liked that word. He never wanted to say that word. He never committed that word. In fact, he didn't plan to any sooner. The tragic irony of it all. However, this was his job and duty as of the moment, and he had to perform and perfect it. Carefully levitating down to the ground and landing a few feet behind Twilight, Logan placed on his jet-black cloak and readied his bent horn, aiming at the unicorn pony in question. He wanted to fire...
But he couldn't.
Now that I got a much clearer look... Why does she look so familiar to me?
While not necessarily feeling that sympathetic toward the unicorn mage, Logan knew that Twilight had potential for something greater. Over the years following his birth, he had grown to find that the kingdom of Equestria wasn't that menacing as Chrysalis taught him and the other Changelings. He had figured that out at a young age, when he met a young unicorn who was a mere two years younger than him. She had taken up an affinity for the young Changeling and taught hims the ins and outs of being a resident of Ponyville, Canterlot, and all of Equestria. In her home, the last time before she left for Canterlot and he would ever see her, she gave him a lasting gift that was still lasting...his first kiss.
Logan softly blew his breath and shapeshifted into Princess Cadence, slowly advancing toward Twilight, who was still laying still on the stairs but not crying. Her sobbing had since ceased to exist in exchange for ashamed silence. In return, her silence quickly subsided when she noticed a shadow looming over her. She glanced up and came face to face with her brother's wife/former foalsitter herself and immediately reeled herself in for a supposed warm hug.
"I'm sorry!"
Suddenly, "Cadence" smirked a sinister smirk, "You will be."
Unexpectedly, she drove her horn into Twilight, prompting a shocked and horrified gasp from the arch-mage. Glancing down to her severe wound and back up to her assailant, who pulled his horn out and continued his genuine yet dastardly fake smile as he reverted back to his true form. It horrified her to the full extent, and yet...it also intrigued her. She didn't have time to focus on this topic, however, as she slowly collapsed to the floor and drift into unconsciousness. Logan gazed at her with solemness as he cast a spell that surrounded and engulfed the both of them into the Caves of Canterlot below.
Not the reaction I was expected, but...it was a reaction nonetheless.
Logan was confused by Twilight's reaction. Not only was she scared by him, but it was some implication that...she was enthralled by him. Oh, perhaps she has never seen a Changeling before, especially my kind. He mused about this as he went over the layouts of his precise plan. Not only was he the first of his kind, but he was also the only one of his kind. He had no parents, no brothers, no sisters, no godparents, no nothing. Well...that third-to-last part wasn't exactly true. There was one person he always considered a sister to him, and he was the main motivation for striving survival in this undoubtedly unfamiliar world. There was a time where Logan wasn't cold and distant, but actually warm and welcoming; but that was a long time ago.
Once in the caves, Logan hoisted Twilight up and placed her far away from him as possible. Walking away and sitting at a safe distance from her, he got into a mediation position and slowly fluttered his eyes to a close. He never wanted this. He never wanted that. This, being having to savagely stab Twilight to the point of unconsciousness. That, being having to unmercifully rule Equestria to the point of oblivion. Despite being a Changeling and having no remorse, Logan was dead set against his Queen's quest for conquest. However, he didn't want Equestria to be superior above all other inferior kingdoms before it.
I can't kill you just yet, young one. I need you alive.
Ally or enemy?
Friend or foe?
Hero or villain?
...
I have no idea...
Letting the morbid memories overwhelm him once more, Logan sighed underneath his breath and reverted to his disguise: a winged unicorn with a similar structure to Twilight, only with sapphire blue eyes, a light bluish grey coat, and a dark cerulean mane. Heading over to the closet of Twilight's headquarters, he opened it up to reveal a Royal Guard's bloodied corpse. Using his magic to levitate the golden armor off him, Logan placed it on himself. Observing himself from head to toe, he nodded in satisfaction and closed the closet door behind him, not bothering to carefully hid the still alive body, which he dampened with his own scent.
"I'm sorry, good sir. I hope you can understand."
Princess Celestia watched on as her younger sister Luna began to bring up the moon, as it was her duty to raise the sun. She nodded in satisfaction before turning away to head back to the wedding hall. At the last second, however, she decided against it. Then she reached out for the door knob, and then retracted her hoof. She was undeniably at odds with herself at this moment. Eventually though, she made a decision and hesitantly opened the door. To her utter surprise, her apprentice was not there, which unfortunately brought back a certain memory, which came rushing back to her at full speed.
Celestia was very disappointed in Twilight for accusing Princess Cadence for being an imposter/potential threat to both Canterlot and Shining Armor, but did she really have to go that far as to ban her from the wedding and its entirety? Sure, she was his sister and the best mare, and it was actually his responsibility for her banning for pony's sake. Still, in her right mind, her accusation was no excuse for Twilight to act like a little filly.
Celestia was no heartless spectre, however. She was the rightful ruler of Equestria, and even she had standards. She wasn't just absolutely appalled by Twilight's actions...
But her own as well...
Twilight jolted awake and glanced around to find herself in the deep caverns of Canterlot. Attempting to stand, her following attempts failed miserably and continued to collapse back down to the rocky ground, complete with a barrage of pained shouts and yells. Clutching her stomach in distress, the unicorn rolled over onto her back and continued her agonized groaning until her voice became hoarse. Making one final attempt to stand, her legs gave out and she collapsed onto her side, panting heavily and rapidly blinking her pair of eyes to restore her dazed vision.
The caverns were overblown with crystals of various sizes. The crystals acted as mirrors – mirrors that reflected her past self to her present. On one side, there was an innocent filly. On the other, there was a guilty unicorn. In the middle, there was a horrifying combination of the two. She tried to explain the truth, and all she got were more lies. Ironically, in her eyes, those lies seemed to speak the actual truth. The truth being that they didn't care about her anymore; they actually chose the imposter over her. They actually chose a backstabbing, cold-hearted, and relentless monster over her, a good-hearted, loyal, and truth-to-her-word apprentice of Equestria's Princess.
In her right mind, Twilight believed that Celestia didn't deserve to be the Princess of Equestria. Not after today.
As she was lamenting on her decision to help her so-called friends on basically everything in the past two years, she glanced down blankly to stare at her hoofs and she soon sat up straight. Looking at her hoofs in horrified disbelief, Twilight saw that her hoofs in question, front and back, were blackening and full of holes. Bolting to a nearby crystal, she gazed upon her reflection in her genuine horror, and for good reason. Her face was halfway resembling that of a full-fledged monster; her entire face, head and muzzle, had completely blackened and she had two different eyes now – one with a pupil (right) , one without (left), and both moderate violet. Her horn had been replaced with a bent one, and her hair was skillfully spiked in different directions.
Twilight heavily panted and eventually screamed in the horrified realization...
Twilight was becoming like her...
Exiting Twilight's sleeping quarters and swiftly sweeping the scene for any stragglers, Logan then headed for the Princess's. So far, so good...his plan was going off without a hitch. He wasn't sure how the apprentice of Princess Celestia would react to her indirect involvement in his direct design, but he was pretty sure that it was not going to be pretty. Oh, well. Twilight will thank me later...in more ways than one, one may contemplate. Knocking a few taps on the door, it wasn't until half a second later that Princess Celestia herself called out,
"Come in!"
Logan indeed come in the room, bowing down to her Majesty. It was something he wasn't particularly fond of at the moment, especially seeing how the Alicorn he was bowing down to...was his sister's murderer.
"Forgive me, Your Majesty, but...I surely hope that I wasn't disturbing you – "
"Oh, no, it's quite alright. You seem troubled, however. What is the matter?"
Being a skilled actor in his pastime, Logan played his feigned disturbance to genuine perfection, "I have made...a horrifying discovery."
Furrowing her eyebrows, Celestia stood tall, "What kind of horrifying discovery?"
"Well, the kind that horrifies you to the full extent."
"I see. Where is it?"
"Wait here."
A few minutes later, Princess Celestia and Logan looked on in horror (the term used very loosely in the latter's case) as the subconscious Royal Guard was led away from Twilight's room and Nurse Redheart stoically approached them both,
"Well, the poor stallion's not saying much but..."
"But what?"
The Nurse took a deep breath before continuing, "He kept on saying, 'He did this...'"
Princess Celestia furrowed her brows even more, "Who did this to him?"
"A Changeling, my Princess." Celestia and Redheart turned to face Logan with pure skepticism, "A Changeling did this to him, Your Majesty. I know this because I caught a whiff of its scent on the Royal Guard when I discovered him in Twilight's room."
At this comment, Celestia and Redheart both furrowed their brows; in fact, the former's brows furrowed harder than ponyly possible.
"What was he doing in Twilight's room?"
"I had a hard time figuring that out, too. However, it appears that this ambush was a shameless attempt to frame Twilight by the impending threat made against Canterlot."
Celestia looked and contemplated away for a brief moment the events before the wedding. Specifically the events at the wedding rehearsal, where Twilight had "saved" Shining Armor from the misery that would plague him for all eternity if he had married Princess Cadence. This didn't bode well for the Captain of the Royal Guard, however, and went into full berserker mode, dismissing her from the wedding and as her Best Mare. That unexpected (or, in this case, expected) turn of events prompted the Mane 5, Spike, and Princess Celestia herself to follow suit. Thus, this left Twilight alone, defenseless...powerless.
It turned a good mare...into a cruel one.
So who was to blame? Her...or us...?
"Princess Celestia?"
Said Princess shook her head away from that dark thought and found a concerned Royal Guard and Nurse gazing up at her.
"Oh, right. Nurse Redheart, proceed with the others and check on the Royal Guard. And you..."
"Dusk Shine, a new member of the Castle Guard. My friends call me Skyfall."
Ha! Yeah, right! Like you had any friends to begin with...
"Alright, Skyfall, find Captain Shining Armor and bring him to my quarters. There is something I would like to discuss with him in private."
"Yes, ma'am."
Logan turned tail and trudged onward to the sleeping quarters of his superior. Ha, superior! I bow to no one...
...not even my own Queen.
In the caverns. . .
Back in the Canterlot Caverns, Twilight had kicked off a chip of crystal from the wall. Positioning it so her full body was in full view and filling the capacity of the crystal mirror, she again gazed upon her reflection. She was fully blackened – or very dark grey – with two different eyes, her mane skillfully spiked in different reasons, her back partially normal purple, and clear harlequin wings. Twilight was completely horrified by her new makeover.
Then again...
Twilight stood up and observed herself much more. It was because of her stressed state that she was unable to examine her new and improved form crystal clearly. Now? Now that she was able to take in her physical appearance, discover her newfound powers, and found out what exactly she was dealing with. First testing out her horn, she found that her usual light brilliant raspberry magic aura had been substituted for a brilliant green color. Not that she necessarily disliked it, but... Was it really my taste? Secondly, her eyes were half normal, half abnormal. Her left eye was the normal half, her right eye was the abnormal half; the abnormal half was the closest she got to a sanity slippage. Next, her wings and holey legs provided a significant spin on the monster she was supposed to be, giving her insect-like features akin to such as a bumblebee or winged ant. Then, there was the matter of her purple carapace and sea greenish black chitin. They both seemed quite familiar to her...but where?
Twilight had staring at her reflection for some time now. The reason being that she was contemplating her decision on how her revenge against her so-called friends, mentor, and older brother should proceed through. This was the problem; she was still conflicted about her sudden vengeance-driven attitude. What if they apologized at the last possible minute? What if the imposter was defeated at the last possible moment? What if...Celestia needed her help at the last possible second?
No...no, they couldn't. They disowned me. They dismissed me. They disliked me. Now... Now I'm alone.
Twilight didn't need them. She didn't need her friends. She didn't need her brother. She most certainly didn't need her mentor. Their decision to choose royalty over loyalty was equivalent to walking a tightrope.
Things change, I suppose.
. . .
Wait a minute. Change...
Twilight gasped in shocked realization as stunned silence overtook her. Change... Change... Change...
Twilight now saw the truth was staring her dead in the eyes.
I'm a Changeling.
I'm a Changeling.
Logan's ears perked up at Twilight's revelation and secretly smirked in pride.
"Oh, aren't you the clever one?"
Logan had located Shining Armor and sent him to Princess Celestia's quarters; he himself had stayed outside the room and never bothered to listen on to their "little" conversation. No, instead of doing just that, he contemplated his wise or unwise decision of stabbing Twilight in the chest. Granted, he had missed her heart by that much, but still it granted her the ability to revert back and forth into a Changeling. A very, nasty Changeling, one would add. He constantly reassured himself that this move was necessary for his plan for retaliation. However... He couldn't help but feel that his desire for revenge was getting in the line of his duty. Yet, he had no duty besides siphoning the love of ponies and utilizing it for one's use, something that he wasn't particularly fond of, which was probably why he never actually did it anyway. This scared him, and made him feel useless, unwanted...unloved. He winced at this suspicion, fearing this to be woefully true and correct. He began to pace nervously in front of the room and his nervous sweat began to rub, dampen, and glisten against his golden armor.
No, Logan. There's no room for fear. No room for failure. No room for...fixation. Your rather ominous obsession concerning the Princess's apprentice is beginning to besmirch your immense intellect. She doesn't know you. You don't know her. The only means of interaction the both of you had was you practically killing her, and that's never a sign of well-intent. Your intentions themselves are quite questionable and misguided at best. You seeking justice for a long-lost sister you never knew existed? That's quite the basis for your quest for vengeance. I suppose you have never heard of the phrase "Vengeance feels empty"?
. . .
Even so, I can't help myself. I'm an Old Testament creature of sorts. Vengeance is my calling card, as it is for all of ponykind. What was the phrase? Oh, yes: "An eye for an eye." Just as ponies are prone to repay kindness with kindness, they are also prone pay evil unto evil. After all, nothing in the world could change that...
I'm a Changeling.
Logan suddenly heard the door fly open and nearly slam dunk into his nuzzle, had he not moved out of the way in time. He found both the Captain of the Royal Guard and the Princess gazing below him. He strangely didn't feel intimidated by this perceived double threat. Instead, the bottled-up anger he withheld was about ready to erupt any moment now.
"Skyfall, was Twilight in her room when you found the Royal Guard?"
Logan quickly nodded, "No, Your Majesty, I was alone and I heard him when I was heading to Twilight's room."
"And why were you heading to Twiley's room?"
For the moment, Shining Armor received no response from his soldier. For suddenly, for some odd and apparent reason, Logan's fear quickly disappeared as it quickly appeared the first time. In fact, cocky confidence was the replacement emotion.
"Well, no important reason...unless you call comforting a distraught and abandoned Twilight Sparkle an important reason."
Princess Celestia and Shining Armor were both taken aback by Logan's response, the latter in particular becoming rigid and defensive at the mere mention of his younger sister. "What about Twilight? What did you do to her?"
"Ugh, now you're defending your sister? You could've done that when she was practically protecting you from an even worse fate?" Just as Shining Armor was reply with a readied refutation, Logan bitterly interrupted him, "And don't give me that "What are you talking about?" bullshit. Unlike some ponies who mind their own business, I couldn't help but get involved in yours. I heard your "little" argument in the wedding hall, how you saw Twilight's accusations of a fake Cadance as false. I heard and I quote: Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go and comfort my bride. And you can forget about being my best mare. In fact, if I were you...I wouldn't show up to the wedding at all."
To say the two adults were both stunned and terrified would be an understatement. Princess Celestia took notice of Logan's usage of the words "distraught" and "abandoned" to describe her apprentice. She fully realized that her past suspicions that Twilight Sparkle was undergoing the emotional trauma of the wedding rehearsal had been presently confirmed to an extent, much to her rushing horror. Is Twilight...really under the spell of pain and suffering? Shining Armor didn't fare much better, either. Yes, he shared the same suspicions that his sister was being subjected to the everlasting effects of his verbal wrath a few hours ago. My God...what have I done?
Logan plastered two facial expressions: an inward smirk and an outward frown. With the latter, he turned tail and left the both of them speechless. Until Shining Armor regained his voice to call out: "Wait! Who are you?" He stopped for a moment; without turning back, his frown grew even further before continuing on.
What the hell did I just do?
You practically just gave a verifiable "The Reason You Suck" speech to both the Captain of the Royal Guard and the Princess of Equestria, basically fucking them up in the process.
...
Yeah, let that sink in for a second.
Logan winced in pain and shook his head as an ear-piercing scream echoed through his subconscious. Obtaining his posture again, he grimaced at the thought: Twilight must have figured out exactly what she is at this moment.
I can't kill you just yet, young one. I need you alive.
Ally or enemy?
Friend or foe?
Hero or villain?
...
I have no idea...
("Skyfall" – Adele)
This is the end
Hold your breath and count to ten
Feel the Earth move and then
Heart my heart burst again
For this is the end
I've drowned and dreamt this moment
So overdue I owe them
Swept away, I'm stolen
Let the sky fall
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together
At Skyfall
At Skyfall...
Skyfall is where we start
A thousand miles and poles apart
Where worlds collide and days are dark
You may have my number, you can take my name
But you'll never have my heart
Let the sky fall (Let the sky fall)
When it crumbles (When it crumbles)
We will stand tall (We will stand tall)
Face it all together
Let the sky fall (Let the sky fall)
When it crumbles (When it crumbles)
We will stand tall (We will stand tall)
Face it all together
At Skyfall...
Where you go I go
What you see I see
I know I'd never be me
Without the security
Of your loving arms
Keeping me from harm
Put your hand in my hand
And we'll stand
Let the sky fall (Let the sky fall)
When it crumbles (When it crumbles)
We will stand tall (We will stand tall)
Face it all together
Let the sky fall (Let the sky fall)
When it crumbles (When it crumbles)
We will stand tall (We will stand tall)
Face it all together
At Skyfall
Let the sky fall...!
We will stand tall...!
At Skyfall...!
Oh...
A/N: The movies Memento, The Parallax View, and Vertigo are major influences on the story, as are the themes of identity, paranoia, redemption, vengeance, and Stockholm Syndrome. (For the third one, take a wild guess.) Twilight is not the hero, but she's also not the villain; likewise, Logan is not the villain, but he's also not the hero. They're both misunderstood ponies who were mistreated on one fateful day and decide to fight back.
The overall design of the Changeling Twilight is the one from itoruna-the-platypus; I would like to thank her. Also, Logan's mane is similar to Double Diamond's (The Cutie Map, Part 2) when he gets his cutie mark back.