Twilight's POV

The crowd around the town hall of Ponyville were ferious. The loud voices of many and the tauntings. Silver was there, surrounded by six guards and restrained by magic. A group of ponies came by, and began to throw rocks at him. Try as Silver might, he could not dodge the rocks. Ponies began to crowd him, chanting. "You are a despicable monster!" A mare said as she hurled a rock at him. "You should be banished from Equestria for good!" Another said. The screams of the crowd got louder and louder.

"SILENCE!" I yelled in the royal Canterlot voice. "I have made my decision." I said. To be honest, I really hadn't. I needed more time to think of a punishment for him. Anger swelled inside me. What am I going on about?! He is aan evil pony and deserves nothing more than banishment. The crowd peered at me, waiting. "Silver Hooves, former private of the royal guard, will be banished from Equestria for good!" I yelled. "Now, be gone with him!" I yelled. Flash peered at me from his position beside me.

Flash's POV

This was a new side of Twilight, I had never seen her so angry. She looked and sounded different. Granted, I was mad too, but there was nothing fair or lawful about this. Silver, like anypony, should of been given a fair trial. Or at least be able to speak. He was gagged, his hooves tied up. This pony was evil, but...no, he hurt Twilight and there is no doubt about it. There is no reason for a fair trial, it would merely be a waste of time. Of course, trial is always just a formality.

As I saw to it that Silver was escorted away, I saw Twilight sitting, away from everypony, out of sight. I walked over to her, she was looking at the ground, drawing circles in the mud. "Are you okay Twilight?" I asked. I look down at her wounds, such horrid things. Cuts that stretch down to her wing. She looked at them and began to cry.

"Flash, when I was stuck in the box, I was helpless. No pony could help me there. Silver controlled me, he owned me." She said as she layed her head on my shoulder. "It's okay Twilight, you are okay now, Silver got what he deserved." I said to reassure her. "No, I got what I deserved, I started this by removing him from the guard." She said, still sobbing on my shoulder. "You did the right thing Twilight," I said, Twilight began to calm down as I hugged her. "he can't hurt us anymore."

That Night...

Twilight's POV

"Wake up my dear." I hear. I jolt out of bed, looking around. The words repeated. "Wake up my dear." "Wake up." I look around. I saw a shadowy figure carrying a knife. "Let's have some fun." I hear. Another figure appears. "You can't save him now." I hear a scream of pain. More figures appear, surrounding me. "Now it's your turn," "now it's your turn." I scream as loud as possible. Three guards, including Flash, rush through the door.

The figures where gone now, I just looked at Flash's worried face. "Are you okay?!" He said as he rushed to my bed. The other guards searched the room. "I-I don't know. I saw something, almost like a vision." I explain about what had just happened. "I see, Twilight, I think that whatever Silver did to you, it is haunting you. Staying in your mind." Flash said. I looked at him with a sad look. "So am I never going to be able to sleep?" I asked. "Well, no, you see...it will help if you are surrounded by loved ones when you sleep." Flash said. "So are you saying you would sleep in my bed, with me?" I asked. "I can always just sleep on the chair over there, or on the floor." Flash said. "Flash, at the current moment with us I dont think we can share a bed." I said sternly. "Then the chair it is!" He said determined to stay with me. "Alright look, you can sleep in here tonight but I want you to go to your room tommarow, I don't want to have to rely on you." I said.

About an hour later

I heard another voice. "You dont want to be late." I immediately got up and turned toward Flash, who apparently crawled into my bed. As the thought of Flash and I sharing a bed filled my mind the voices disappeared. I looked at him, sound asleep. I guess it wasn't that awkward after all. I inched over to cuddle him.