Clone and Twilight rushed through the castle to Peppy and her Twilight who were checking on Nightmare Moon, the dueteragonist of Peppy's story.
A little break with Clonetrooperkev:
"Hello aspiring writers, many of you are probably asking, 'What the hell is a dueteragonist? A type of lizard?' Well that's a very good question, and a poor guess. A dueteragonist is the second most important character in the story and can be a hero or a villain. Nightmare Moon for example, started off as a villain, but then became a heroic character in the eyes of the reader. Now with that lesson done, let's get back to the story."
"Clone? What the hell was that?" Twilight asked.
"You know I have no idea." Clone shrugged and ran to the throne room. As he entered the throne room, he saw widespread damage all over the room. The stained glass windows were shattered, the walls were ripped apart. And the most horrific sight of all, was Nightmare Moon, on her side. She had fallen. Peppy was consoling a crying Twilight who had been in love with Nightmare Moon. Clone pulled out his Tri-Corder and found that anomaly was radiating from Nightmare Moon. He ran over to them and began scanning her, what he found was horrifying.
"Nightmare? Can you hear me? It's Peppy." She was trying her best to get through to her character who looked depressed and uninterested. "Clone what's wrong with her?" Clone stepped back and stumbled a bit.
"All the stuff inside of her that made her an interesting character is gone." Clone took a knee and stroked Nightmare's mane.
"But that's impossible. Only I can do that to her." Peppy said with distress in her voice. Her Twilight looked at Peppy with a horrified look. Peppy looked to her Twilight and said, "Not that I would. But seriously, who could have done this?" Clone continued to scan Nightmare to find any evidence of the attacker, any evidence to show who or what did this. Until he came across a mysterious object, a tiny little hairpin in the shape of an open palm.
"Strange." Clone said while he inspected the pin. He scanned it with his Tri-Corder and found it was an object from his world, the "real world." Clone turned to Peppy. "Do you recognize this symbol Peppy?" Peppy took the pin and inspected it and gave a loud gasp.
"This is the symbol for, 'The Pure.'" Both Twilights looked at one another and asked:
"What's, 'The Pure'? A cult?" Peppy chuckled.
"More like angry nerds. They're more of a complaining group than an action group." And normally Peppy would be right. The Pure would talk about how writing too much fanfiction would eventually ruin the shows or books they were based off of. When a fan gets an idea of what a character should be like, they'll follow more closely with the fan version than the actual canon version. And when that happens, the fans would protest the work of the creators and want them to change the way the character or story moves. Thus, this would cause the original design of the story to be corrupt. This is where, The Pure came in. They would complain about fan created work, find something to exploit, and try to get it taken down.
"But why take action now? Your story is for the most part harmless." Clone looked down at Nightmare. "And why destroy a character like this? What they've done to her is hideous." Nightmare, a once proud creature of the night, had literally become a shell with nothing inside her. Peppy's Twilight nuzzled her lover and looked back to Peppy.
"Tell me you're going to get whoever did this? Please?" Peppy's Twilight was in tears. Peppy ran her hoof through Twilight's mane and said:
"We'll get the guy. We will." Peppy stood up and looked to Clone. "I have to stay here to help rebuild. I need you to do me a favor Clone." Clone and his Twilight looked to Peppy. She had started crying too. "Find these guys, get them banned, get me justice." Clone and his Twilight nodded.
"Consider the mystery already solved." Clone took out his pen and materialized the revolving door. "I'll analyze the pin back in one of my stories." His Twilight walked over to Peppy's Twilight and offered a hoof to her.
"I don't know how to feel about you right now. But we'll catch whoever did this. I promise." Peppy's Twilight hugged Clone's Twilight.
"Thank you Twilight." The tears flowed freely. Clone tapped his Twilight on her shoulder.
"Twilight... it's time to go." She let go of Peppy's Twilight and moved to the door and went through. "Peppy. We'll get them. I swear." Peppy gave a salute to Clone as he went through the door. Peppy and her Twilight were alone.
As Clone and Twilight moved through door they came into the Lobby where they were greeted by Dale the Dalek.
"HEL-LO MIS-TER CLONE- TROO-PER. DID YOU EN-JOY YOUR TRIP?" Clone looked down at the Pin he found. Many questions plagued his mind. Why now? Why attack? He looked over at Twilight who was completely distraught.
"No Dale. It was pretty terrible." He patted Dale on the back and took a seat in the lounge area of the Hotel. "Twilight. We need to talk." Twilight looked up at Clone and sighed.
"Why was she like that Clone? How did she turn into that creature? Why is she in love with a monster?" Clone ordered two cups of tea and sweets to help.
"Peppy and I have 'discussed', how her story went. The reason you find it wrong is because I find it wrong." The tea arrived, Clone began pouring her a cup. "The story has Twilight being tortured, betrayed, and eventually falling in love. I thought it was something called, 'Stockholm Syndrome', where the detainee identifies with their captor and has feelings of empathy. In this case, full blown love." Clone took a sip of his tea through a port in his helmet. "I thought it was wrong. A perverted sight." Twilight looked down at her tea cup. "But Nightmare Moon loved that Twilight back, and once you gave the plot a chance to develop, it turned into something very interesting. And there is something else you should remember." Twilight looked up at Clone. "You're not her Twilight. You came into your own. You're developing into your own version of yourself." Twilight gave a weak smile. "Stay as you are Twilight. Because that is the Twilight I know and love."
"Clone... thanks." Twilight said with a weary demeanor. "But I don't think I'll ever be the same. There are so many different me's out there. I have to see them." Twilight couldn't tell because of his helmet, but Clone had a warm smile on. "I want to go with you to solve this thing." Clone stood up.
"Twilight, you've got yourself a deal." He held out his hand and shook Twilight's hoof. "But now I've got a question for the both of us." He took out the pin. "Why?"
