My Little Pony: Friendship is a Bizarre Adventure
Part 3: Stardust Coachriders
Chapters Lost In Time: Nightmare Sanctuary
Nightmare Moon sat up from their bed. No, Her, bed. This world reawakened Her. Gave Her the strength to take back control. The darkness of it all fueled Her. That man that had cared for them, he must've fallen asleep now, this was Her chance to escape! She left the still ruined room from few days past, and wandered carefully around the dark manor. This bothered them both, how he kept himself in this darkness, though She cared little for it now. She had found something strange. A pile of treasure, much like hoe dragons would have it, sloppily piled. A sharp and well cared for knife stuck from the side, Nightmare Moon smiled as she picked it up, She needed the insurance. After what they had witnessed with Pinkie Pie, even She knew that this world was a danger to her. However, none were more powerful than Nightmare Moon. She found herself lost, and grew impatient, She began to run around the empty manor. Then, She fell over something.
"What in the...?"
A corpse. A woman's corpse, with strange holes in the throat. Holes She remembered being described to Luna, as signs of a vampire. Vampire of this world. That man was such a creature.
"Hmph! So he wasn't as pure and noble as we thought..."
Nightmare Moon grew interested then. Was this woman and Herself in a similar situation at one point? It mattered not. As She stared at the body and processed the danger, She began to focus Her magic to Her horn. It glowed, but weakly, as if She were a filly trying to cast Her first spell.
"Blood and Spite...! Of course, it was simply too good to be true, but I refuse to be this pathetic!"
She concentrated harder and grinned as She felt the power grow in Her horn. Then, She flew onto Her rear as the horn shorted out like an outlet. A snarl lurched from Her throat, but felt something odd. The odd mist and fog that sprawled across the floor, encircled and wrapped around Her horn, She felt the very wind itself as Her eyes widened. She knew where everything was in the mansion now. The man was indeed in his room, yet awake, and the exit was not far off. Though with trouble, She walked right to the exit. This new discovery made Her giddy with ill delight. Then, Her hand stopped at the knob. Where had she recognized this power, this magic? Wham. The Pillar Man. The super vampire. The being, who turned to stone at sunlight, and vaporized to ashes with a powerful Hamon. She remembered that they too had horns. In fact, Kars himself had three, and Santana had two. Horns. Were they the unicorns of this world? Or... Were they the, alicorns. As this question came to Her mind, she began to ask herself other questions. If this man was a Joestar, then how did he become a vampire? Was it forced? Had he other plans for Her? If She wasn't human in this world, what was She? Was She vampire? Pillar Man? Something even greater, or appallingly less than? The Sun, daylight was always Her enemy, that would never change. But was She... In control of the situation, or was She trapped? No. Nightmare Moon was a powerful force, untameable, indomitable. No mere shining light would stop Her. She opened the door, and as the light of day broke through the darkness, Her feet and legs had caught ablaze.
"Hah! N-No! It can't be! I've, I've got to close this door, but I must escape!"
Nightmare Moon's legs began to cover itself in a stony shell. Her wrist and arm that opened the door froze solid in the shell to keep Her body from disintegrating. She couldn't close the door with the hand. Think, She had to be clever, She had to think of a solution! She made too much noise, the man had began to descend from the floors above. The door slowly opened further from the wind outside. The light began to shine on Her midsection. If She didn't act soon, She'd be a statue. She didn't have time for shock or worry, and fear would not enter Her heart or mind now, only a solution.
"Ah! The knife!"
Though the light had made it to Her chest, Her left arm was still intact, She had to reach for it! It was on the right side of Her hip, She couldn't reach for it from the front, She'd have to reach from behind. That however, was another problem, She wasn't flexible enough. Her unfrozen fingers barely brushed Her back. She recognized the Pillar Men and vampire's strange anatomy, their odd bodies and how it could reach impossible feats. She had to do such things herself now, but how? She tried desperately, pushing, grunting as her arm painfully reached. The light reached her collar bone. She was running out of time.
"Ahh... Th-There's got to be, something, I can do! Th-That's it! I know what I'll do!"
She grabbed Her face, and pushed Her head to turn all the way around, a series of snaps and pops sounded off as She did so. She still lived, just as She thought, and saw the hand as She reached back. With a growl, She bit down on her ring and pinky finger, and tore them off.
"HNNNNGHH! G-Go! HuuuuUrrrreeeeeyyy!"
That cry and her veins, these were the final nails in the coffin. From her wound, veins had shot out and connected to the fingers, and wrapped around the hilt of the knife. She pulled her hand back as the veins acted like a whip. The knife had been thrown onto the ground. The force caused it to rebound off onto the wall, and off again onto the door. The door began to close, but was cracked open. She felt it, the coolness of the air, the sunlight vanishing from the room. She saw the glimmer of light at the corner of the floor. Then, it grew. The wind from outside began to blow the door open again.
"N-No... NO! I! I CAN'T BE BEATEN, NOT BY THE SUN, NOT AGAIN!"
She struggled in vain. The light would envelope Her. She would be trapped again.
"This is an interesting development."
The man appeared before Her. He reached over Her, and closed the door.
"I thought it odd. The past few days, you rarely ate or drank anything, you even barely slept."
He placed his hands on Her head, and turned back around.
"Your eyes have changed, your face and voice, different. This is what happened in that room."
Nightmare Moon hissed as She thought with all Her will. Her head popped off Her body and struck his head. The veins pulled Her head back as he rubbed his face. For Her, it was hard to tell, but he didn't even flinch.
"How ungrateful. But you did see it. That body. You're not afraid of me. That's good."
Nightmare Moon struggled to get away, She wasn't in position or ready enough for a fight.
"But there is a fear in your heart. Not hearts, but one, singular."
The man hovered over Her now. His arms nearly around Her body, his breath against her neck, their skin met.
"Nightmare Moon. Princess Luna. Relax, calm yourselves, I will be here to help you in any way I can."
The man slit his wrist with a claw, and poured his blood onto the stone shell.
"Every day, every night, each dawn and evening. Whenever, wherever, and whatever you need. I will do all I can. That woman, hate me for what I am and what I do, but she gave herself to me for you. All I want, is to help you."
Nightmare Moon blinked as She felt the effects of the blood. It felt, euphoric, enlightening and empowering. Her weakness fell away and left her with strength.
"This is my sanctuary. Our, sanctuary. I dare not keep you against your will. When nightfall arrives, you are free to leave."
She looked back at him. Something was, wrong. Something wasn't, right. But being near him simply felt good. She and Luna, both agreed on that.
"Just... Who are you."
"I am... Your friend."
