Mysterious Alicorn
Chapter 10
By Aponymous
I swear to god this isn't Grim or Dark... :)
Also, before we start. The support coming from you guys for this Fanfic has been wonderful. If you weren't aware I'm not very confident in my writing, so hearing people say it's good makes me feel warm and fuzzy on the inside. Now back to sad.
I stooped my head low and averted my eyes. After a few seconds of awkward silence I raised my gaze and tried to gauge the expressions on each pony's face.
Twilight Sparkle seemed concerned that I would collaspe at any moment, a concerned I shared.
Pinkie Pie looked as though a battle was being fought on her body, her poofy pink hair juxtaposed against her somber expression. Standing slouched and avoiding eye contact.
Rainbow Dash however, seemed quite the opposite. Both of ponys stood there, looking as though the situation wasn't as serious as it was.
Rarity and Sweetie Belle looked as though they had been crying recently and were both sniveling heavily.
Applejack seemed almost as though she was angry, at who, I didn't know.
Scootaloo and Apple Bloom were both trying to imitate their Rainbow Dash, though didn't seem to be doing a good job.
I dropped my gaze to the ground once again before hearing a pony approach me
"Are you ok?" Twilight Sparkle's voice rang out from what felt like a distance, although she but a few feet away from me.
I shook my head no and keep my head low, not wanting to look her in the eye. Still feeling the pain I felt when Fluttershy was afraid, Afraid of me.
I feel Twilight Sparkle embrace me in a hug and hear her whisper "It'll be ok."
I felt tears well up in my eyes, clouding my vision, for somepony who doesn't remember being a foal, I sure feel a lot like one right now. We hug for a few more seconds before feeling other ponys join in on our hug.
The group hug last for a little while and gives me the time to compose myself, prying my eyes open to find that Rainbow Dash, the fillies and Applejack hadn't joined in on the hug.
I look away and try to compose myself, feeling tears coming to my eyes again. As the group hug breaks I give the group a grimace and beeline for Fluttershy, who doesn't look uncomfortable... Though she also doesn't look entirely comfortable either.
I gesture at her and make a concerned face, hoping to convey my meaning
"I'm... I'm ok." The cream colored pegasus said unconvincingly.
I frown and am about to push the subject when Rainbow Dash Interrupted
"I don't see what the big deal is, I would have done the same thing if somepony was gonna hurt my freinds. We should be dancing on his grave."
Pinkie Pie seemed distraught and quietly said
"We should never celebrate death Dashie, no matter who died."
Seeing Pinkie Pie so out of character did not help to quel the feeling of dread in my stomach. Her voice lacked it's trademark lightness, Her expression had no hint of the joy we had grown acustomed to, there was no humor in her eyes, no bounce in her step.
It starts to drizzel and Rainbow Dash groans
"If these unexpected Rainfalls keep happening the captain is gonna have my hide!"
She is about to take off when a bolt of lightning strikes a nearby tree, snapping it in two and leaving naught but a pile of burnt wood.
Rainbow looks a bit sheepish and retreats back into the cottage.
I give her a puzzled look before Twilight Sparkle explains in a quiet, subdued tone "It's not safe to fly in a lightning storm."
I nod and we all walk inside I allow myself to feel releived before taking the room in, the room I had spent so much time in during my recovery, so many good memorys all drowned out by one, glaring, overbearing one. As I gaze around the room my eyes fall on the pile of ash sitting next to a knife. My stomach drops and my legs feel week. I walk over the a chair sitting opposite the ash and hope no pony sits next to me.
As the other ponys settle down Fluttershy offers to make snacks and I gesture for her to sit down, glad to be handed a exuse to leave the room. As I exit I hear quiet whispering coming from the other room.
As I prepared the snacks I heard the sound of hooves approaching from behind. I continue preparing the food, not looking from my work.
Twilight Sparkle's voice came from the doorway, quiet and soft.
"How are you doing?"
I refuse to acknoledge her existance.
"I can't help if you don't talk-" She cut off and I could hear her shuffling around awkwardly, trying to find words.
"Communicate with me."
Tears leak from my eyes onto the snacks and start to lose my composure, the fear in Fluttershy's eyes filling my mind and making it hard to remain standing. I feel a plethora of emotions and try to identify them, as though that would make it easier to cope with.
Anger was the first, most promenint emotion. Anger at the strange unicorn who threatend my freinds. Anger at myself for not being able to remember, for not being able to make sense of the world, for not being able to talk and most of all, anger at myself for not being there for Fluttershy after the events of last night, after all she did for me.
Regret was the second that came to mind, regret for what the Cutie Mark Crusaiders had to experience that night, for what would come for them in the future. Regret for not being able to shield them from evil.
And last, in a small corner of my mind I was almost ashamed to admit existed, was fear. Fear that Fluttershy would always see me as a killer. Fear that my life wouldn't go back to the way it was. Fear that whatever came for me would come back, but most of all, fear that something would happen to my freinds. Something I wouldn't be able to stop, something I could cause with my untamed magic.
As these thoughts were running through my mind Twilight stood there in silence, trying to offer moral support.
I was just about to turn around and do my best to vent silently when we heard yelling coming from the living room.
I raced past Twilight, thinking something horrible was happening again. To my relief when I arrived there were only 7 pony's in the living room, none of them bound.
Applejack and Applebloom were standing up at opposite sides of the table glaring at each other, neither of them seemed to notice me bursting into the room.
"It's not safe around him!"
"Is to! He's the one who saved us!"
"He's the one who put yah in danger!"
"And then he saved us!"
"We don't even know his name!"
"His name's Shadow Horn!"
At this point I had retreated so only half of my body was in the room, the other half in the doorway to the kitchen and fought the urge to run.
They continued arguing, still not taking note of me or the others in the room, who seemed focused on me.
"He's not a pet and he's not safe!"
My head was the only thing sticking out of the doorway now, still inching out of the room subconsciously.
The arguement continued until Applejack finnaly shouted
"DON'T YOU GO ANYWHERE NEAR HIM!"
At this point Applebloom ran out of the room upstairs, followed closely by Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle.
Everything was quiet for a few minutes until I felt safe enough to walk into the room and sit down next to the table, doing my best to act as though I hadn't heard anything but, of course everypony but Applejack had noticed me.
Determined not to mention the proceedings I did my best to keep a straight face while I thought of what had just occured.
Applejack thought i was dangerous, maybe I was... Maybe everywhere I go I would just put more ponys in danger.
Applebloom however, had defended me, the pony she saw turn somepony to ash. Who's eyes looked upon him in horror as he untied her. She had defended him. He clung to this thought as discussion slowly leaked back into the room.
I wasn't paying any attention to the conversation until it halted, Applebloom, Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle had just returned from upstairs, Looking as though they had been crying, Applebloom more than the others.
They galloped towards me and gave me a big hug, saying in unision
"Thanks for saving us!" Though feeling rather rehearsed their little show of gratitude made a warmth bloom in my heart, feeling better, trying to cling to the feeling of acceptance and forgiveness emanating from the fillies.
A small part of me still remembered that Applejack was right, that I was the one who put them in danger, but I would think about with that part later. For now, I was doing my best to ignore the negative emotions.
Even so, I felt a dark cloud hang over my head as the next few hours passed, conversation was tense and I took less part in it than usual.
Sleep didn't come easily that night.
Man... That one was a doozy.
Not a word of that was written before 3:00 AM by the way.
I thought that went well.
Heads up, on the 15th of January I will be leaving for a week long camp, so I will upload three chapters before I leave and it's up to you guys to space them out over a week.