I don't know exactly where to begin...I was given access to all this...this information...Now I don't know what to do! Wait! This is my journal! I can record all of this that I see, and feel, and everything, and maybe I can publish it as a book! So let's see...aha...it seems to start with a certain rainbow pony...
Rainbow Dash awoke slowly this certain Sunday morning. This was not usual for her as she was usually an active pony but today was a good day. The sky was blue, the sun was shining, the birds were a-singin' and oh boy what a day to be had!
Dash's eyes suddenly turned cloudy. "Something is wrong, but I just can't put my hoof on it.", she said to no one in particular. "This day is a little to perfect." She frowned then shrugged her shoulders. "Bah, it's just the morning fatigue. Maybe Pinkie could cheer up the day!" She was exiting her home when the realization hit her. Pinkie did not exist anymore, at least, not the one she had known from before. She had been victim to a severe psychosis, something like schizophrenia but more real. She had something in her head, something evil and hell bent on chaos. This did not serve well with authority, and now she was locked up in a tower on the outskirts of town so she wouldn't hurt anyone. Dash took no worry to the fact that the tower watched the entire town as this was not on her mental worry list. She chuckled to herself a little bit. " Well that was a plan ruined", she said and with that, she exited her house in the sky and flew down to the town. Same shit, different day she once heard a pony say. And so began a day that would change the lives of those who survived, forever.
Twilight woke up the exact opposite from Dash. One second she was dreaming and the next, she almost exploded out of her bed. But it wasn't excitement that had her make such an awakening, it was fear. The dream she had been dreaming was no dream at all. It was a flat out, no doubt, nightmare. She sat frozen on her bed for a minute as her eyes came into focus. Then she jumped again as she realized Spike was at the end of the bed, watching her. She almost threw him against the wall that moment but then she realized he was watching her with worry. Her heartbeat slowed back down but Spike still looked grim. "Something was wrong with that dream." Twilight thought out loud.
"What?", Spike asked. "I don't think that was a normal dream then."
"What happened?", Twilight asked.
"You screamed, no, wailed during your sleep", Spike said grimly, "You didn't stop either, you just kept on screamin' and wailin' in your sleep"
At this Twilight cocked her head and tried to process what she had just heard. It had been years since she had screamed in her sleep, the last time when she was much younger. She was 19 now, (in human years at least), and she had screamed? The thought was preposterous but one look from Spike told her he wasn't lying.
"Oh" It came out a little louder than a squeak, almost a breath of air.
There was an awkward moment of silence between them before Spike reached out, patted one of Twilight's hooves, and then jumped off the post and headed downstairs where the smell of something good cooking was already wafting up. Twilight sat in bed for a few more seconds and then got out to brush her hair which was in huge disarray. With that finished, she headed downstairs to find Spike cooking. She admired him for a second as per the fact the he cooked so professionally and with ease. Then she sat down at the table waiting for the food to come. Finally, to break the silence she asked aloud "Spike, have you ever dreamed of death?"
Spike froze in place. "W-What? D-Death?" He was shocked to here Twilight say such a thing.
"You know. Death!. As in dying."
"No, I have never dreamed of dying. Isn't that a bad thing?" He returned to cooking as shaken as he was.
"No, no. Not you dying, like, others dying. Friends, family, anyone?"
Spike thought for a second. "Yes, once. It was a disturbing dream, one I woke up from extremely fast. It is nothing but a fleeting memory now."
"That was what my dream was about. I was standing in the middle of the town, except something was wrong. The town was burning. The entire town was ablaze. All I heard was the fire and the endless screams of ponies who were dying. There was nothing but those mind-bending screams that filled my ears. I did my best to cover them when I noticed a pony standing near the end of the sidewalk. He was beckoning me to follow him which I didn't do in my confusion. He was all white with these piercing silver eyes. He had a friendly aura, but was he looked serious and frightened as if by some unnatural horror. That is when I turned and saw her. It was Rose. She was smiling and holding a piece of what looked like metal in one hoof and a porcelain plate in the other that read, 'The end is here my sweet, it is here and we are going with it'. She was pink and red with these terrifying dark blue eyes that I felt were prying my soul. I didn't know what to do. I was just frozen in place as the fire advanced on me. I started to weep and the white pony ran over to my side and blocked my view from the pink and red one. He hoisted me onto his back and that is when I saw them. All of our friends: Rarity, Fluttershy, Applejack, and so many others burning on crosses on the side of town behind Rose. The white one soothed me as best as he could while whisking me off to a place I never found out. The last thing I heard apart from the screams and cries for help was one thing that is now burned into my mind. I looked back and saw Rose smiling a glowing red evil smile. She then laughed this maniacal laugh that only a psychotic could laugh. Then the dream ended as the white one said 'Don't listen to her Twi. She will corrupt you!'"
Spike now stood motionless, mouth agape, staring at Twilight. He then walked over to her and held her hoof in his two hands. "Twilight, that is not a dream you should be having. That is far more disturbing than I thought it was when I first heard you scream." He let go of her hoof and started to pace. He knew something Twilight didn't. Was it the fact that this dream was the same he had when Pinkie first went insane. Sort of. The real thing though was that Twilight never remembered her bad dreams. One problem, whenever she had a bad dream, something related to the nightmare happened. This was bad. The fact that she remembered the dream in perfect detail meant only one thing. This dream was no dream at all. It was Deja-Vu within a dream, and Deja-Vu within a unicorn meant only the worst could happen. Spike paced faster and finally ran up to the door and hit it as hard as he could. Twilight jumped a little at the loud bang that issued from the door.
"Spike, what has gotten into you. It is just a dream. I am pretty sure everything will be fine." Twilight smiled a little smile that would warm any heart, except on this particular day, it did not warm Spike's heart.
"Oh nothing, ONLY THE FACT THAT THE ENTIRE POPULATION OF EQUESTRIA MIGHT BE DOOMED TO DEATH BY THE UNKNOWN!"
"Spike, wha..."
"DON'T SPIKE WHAT ME! THAT DREAM WAS NO DREAM AT ALL TWILIGHT! IT WAS A DEJA-VU! AND DO YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENS WHEN UNICORNS AS POWERFUL AS YOURSELF HAVE BAD DEJA-VU'S!"
"I-I don't know." Twilight had began to whimper as her mind was not prepared for this outrage.
"THOSE DEJA-VU'S COME TRUE! BY WHAT YOU ARE SAYING, WE ARE ALL HEADED INTO A LIFE OF HELL! MIGHT AS WELL BITE THE DUST NOW BECAUSE WE ARE ALL FU..." He was interrupted by a quiet but audible knock on the door. He closed his hands into fists and walked to the door. What he saw was a sight well needed. A recently done up rainbow hair-do showed through the crack in the door. Spike opened the door fully to confirm he saw Rainbow Dash sitting on the front porch area with a half confused, half scared to bloody hell face. She let out a small cry when she saw his face, not expecting to see a pissed off little dragon this morning. Ignoring his face for her own sanity she galloped into the house and quickly hugged Twilight in something out of fear. She then backed up and asked in a quickly wavering voice, "Is that all true Twi, cause' I am scared now. It's all true isn't it. We are all going to die by the hooves of some mystery pony."
Twilight grew saddened by her friends fear but responded strongly, " I don't know Dash. Spike seems extremely sure in his conclusion. All I know is this, should this horrible event happen, I will protect you and my friends or I will die trying." Upon hearing this Dash embraced her friend once more then flew out the door, trying to find a way to get what she had just heard off her mind.
Spike stared after her and then turned to Twilight waiting for some sort of belittling and/or punishment for his words and actions. But Twilight just sat on her chair staring at Spike with something of surprise. She slowly got up and walked to him where with a little application of magic, she lifted him up and sat him upon a ledge in which she herself could climb onto. They sat like this for around 10 minutes not speaking or interacting with each other in anyway. Finally, Spike broke the silence.
"I don't know what else to say, I think I wasted my voice with all that shouting. I am really sorry for yelling at you Twilight. I didn't me..."
He was cut off by Twilight's soft purple eyes staring at him. She was crying as if she had done something horrible.
"Spike, I know everything now. That Deja-Vu isn't going to happen, it is happening as we speak. I just had to connect the dots.", Twilight said with a soft tone.
As if in answer the door flew open and Scootaloo walked in. She was obviously scared and was shaking like it was the middle of the winter.
"Twilight, you might want to see this." Scootaloo said with a wince.
The sight that greeted their eyes when they got outside and Scootaloo pointed toward a hill was something straight out of a nightmare. Sitting on the hill was Pinkamena Diane Pie. Her body and hair were streaked with a color of red close to blood. Her eyes had taken on a royal blue hue. And she was smiling. She was smiling at the town below her, in all its majesty and and complete obliviousness to the danger about to strike. Everypony seemed distracted and didn't even glance at Pinkie. Behind Pinkie was an army of some of the tallest creatures Twilight had ever seen. They were at least 40 feet tall and were armed to the teeth with machinery and weapons.
"What... the... hell... are those things!", Twilight gasped.
"They're huge!", Spike wheezed.
"And they're moving.", stated Scootaloo.
Sure enough they were moving. But it was an embarrassingly slow pace. The time it would take for them to reach the town, the town could be evacuated. Twilight was preparing to do this when a gust of wind made them close their eyes. When they opened them the first thing they saw made Scootaloo jump and Twilight let out a muffled scream. The creatures had moved half a mile in the blink of an eye. Spike shook his head in disbelief.
"No way!" He breathed.
"How...", Twilight stammered.
The next thing that happened was completely unexpected. The day suddenly went dark and the creatures advanced at the same speed as they did before. Then all hell and chaos broke loose in the town. All three ponies watched in horror as a piece of house sent haywire by an explosion speared a mare straight through the heart and pinned her to a wall, blood and something that looked like innards flying out behind her. Scootaloo was gone in a flash, using her small but powerful wings to propel herself forwards to a group of escaping ponies.
"Celestia help us!", Twilight cried, not expecting a response.
Then a huge branch over Twilight and Spike exploded, sending flaming shrapnel everywhere... and then it landed directly on Twilight, pinning her under its weight.
"AAAAgghhhhhhhhh!", Twilight screamed, and began to struggle under the log.
"Twilight!", Spike cried and rushed to his friends aid.
Spike tried to lift the log off Twilight, but to no avail. He tried to burn it with his flames, but to the same effect. So, Spike sat with his friend hoof in hands, waiting for the fire to do its work. After about 30 seconds, a tall man appeared, as if out of nowhere. He was about 8"6' and had a huge hammer in one hand and a sharp sword on his back. He raised his hammer, aiming directly at Twilight's head. Spike screamed for him to stop. Then the man swung... and demolished the log on top of Twilight. He then promptly disappeared as fast as he had come. Twilight stood up and shook off pieces of wood, somewhat burned but still okay. Spike walked over to her and hugged her. Twilight returned the hug. They both watched together as a once prosperous town was destroyed beyond recognition in under 10 minutes. Then the creatures left and all was quiet except for the burning and a voice that rung out, heard to all who had lived. It was perfectly clear, and was laced with an Italian accent that seemed out of place in its softness with the spite and evil that came with it.
"My name is Rose Red!", the voice yelled. "All shall bow down to me, or they will be brutally murdered! Surrender now, Equestria, for a New Age is coming!"
Then a demonic laugh floated over the hills and plains of Equestria as the creatures and Rose Red continued their reign of terror.
Spike and Twilight stayed in the town, finding an underground shelter underneath a intact house. From that point onward, Twilight forced herself to forget about magic. In her view, it brought on this horrible event. Every morning Twilight would cast a spell upon herself which hid her horn and made her forget everything about magic until the next morning where the cycle repeated. They lived 2 months this way before venturing back to the surface. Two and a half months after the fateful day, Hope arrived in a very unexpected way.
I find this so interesting...but yet, I must be off. My friends are calling me, and I made previous arrangements. No going back on those now, and now I regret making them after being given this power, this ability, this "sight", into these ponies lives. Oh well. Maybe I can find out more from them! Maybe they know a thing or two?