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Chapter Two: The Brightest Star
(Right where we left off last chapter)
If the fury-glazed eyes of my so called family were lasers, I would have riddled with holes right about now. "Go to your room, Twily, your BBBFF will defend you!" Shining screeched, and the sobbing little Twilight was all too happy to oblige. Mom quickly trotted after the filly, murmuring comforting words in her ears. "Always her knight in 'Shining Armor', aren't you? Funny how you were never that close with me." I smiled Shinning, and at my play on words. "I'm sorry, but I usually make a point to avoid a complete and total BITC-""No need to be fowl mouthed, brother dearest!" I interjected in a sing-song tone, enjoying the anger I had stirred up. You can feel it, can't you? You are the one effecting how THEY feel, for once. You, Misty Moon, are finally in control. Control. Power. All at my hoofs. "How COULD you?! To your own sister? What did little Twilight ever do to you?" My father howled like a mad pony, finally over the shock of my little speech and ready to tan some hide. "Nothing. That little brat-" "Twilight's not a brat!" I glared at my brother for interrupting, "That little BRAT did absolutely nothing to me, but I hurt her anyway. I crushed her feelings without a second thought, without a care in the world for any damage I may or may not have installed on her spirit." Shining's royal-blue eyes bore into mine, full of hurt, disbelief, but most of all… confusion. "You're acting like a…a monster. You are better than this, Misty, I know you are." Shinning whispered, his words digging into the cast-iron casing that surrounded my heart, storing away any and all feelings of guilt. Of love that once was. For a millisecond, I believed that maybe, maybe, Shinning actually cared about me, even after all these years of little contact. Look at his eyes, Misty Moon. He doesn't love you, no one does. He is simply playing mind-games with you, trying to turn you back into the Misty who wouldn't dare hurt his littlest sister. His-"His only sister!" I snarled.
Both my brother and father stared at me funny. "What?" the two asked in unison. "Misty, what's-" Shinning started, only to be interrupted. "Well, I guess the apple didn't fall to far from the tree, then." I was practically foaming at the mouth, ready to spring at a moment's notice. "What are you saying?" my brother asked cautiously, waving at my father to leave the room. " No, he's staying. In fact, all of you monsters are going to hear this. "TWILIGHT AND MOTHER, GET IN HERE NOW!" I screamed, righteous fury smoldering in each and every word. "I don't know if that's a good idea, sister-" "Don't you call me that, don't you dare call me that every again!" My brother and father looked very startled, as my already ice-thin patience was melting away. Looks like the little princess and her mother appearance. "Well, we won't waiting on her any longer!" I said, my tone reverting to its usual calm, the type of calm that you would hear from an insane pony moments before they erupt into an unholy fit. In this case, however, I was ration.
"What are you doing? Stop, you could hurt them!" Orion cried, with good reason. My horn had a mystical blue aurora, turning brighter and more powerful by the second. "Help!" I could hear my mother cry, moments before a poof. "Where are they?!" Shining screamed, his head darting back and forth. Not a moment later, a cloud of blue smoke appeared and disappeared again to show Velvet and Twilight crouching together in the living room, right next to my brother and father. "How did you do that?" Twilight wondered in awe, completely oblivious to the current situation. Like always. "Well, I sure you're all wondering why I called you all together, dearest family." I started with sarcasm. " Well, I wanted to inform you that Shining thinks we are all monsters, including himself." "What? The only monster is you." Shining stated, maintaining a level of calm to match mine. "Well, your definition fits the entire family. And I believe it." Mother finally piped up in defense, "How are we evil? You're the one who stomped on little Twily's feelings, you jealous little freak!"
"I'm not jealous-" I paused to think, pondering my feelings. "Actually, yes. Yes I was. I was jealous of Twilight and Shining. I was jealous that you speak to them. That you care about them. I was jealous that you and Father actually took the time of day to acknowledge their existence. I wish that once, just once, you could have stopped and said, 'I see you, Misty. You're not invisible. I can hear you silent begging for attention, for love. I can feel you hoping with all you heart that maybe, just maybe, I'll remember your birthday next time. I know you have been hanging on the edge for quite some time now, with your hoof outstretched for someone, anyone, to pull you back up with. And from now one, I will try my best to ask how you are doing, or just plain tell you I love you, because that's all you've ever wanted from us.' So yes, I was jealous. But no more. It seems that I fell from that damn edge and grew a pair of wings, and flew free from you. And now I am done with you. All of you." As I said it, I started to believe it. I was free from this crazy family, and from any influence they had over me. Now, now you are finally free from them. My advice: Use one of those banned spells on them, and I will assist you. Once it's effects sink in, stay as far away as possible. I am confident in your magic. "Good idea, Voice in my head." I murmured, and turned to stunned family. My family no longer. I light my horn once again. "Stop!" Shining Armor yelled, and galloped full speed at me. Too late to stop me however. A strange blue light enveloped the Sparkles, and stopped any motion. "You don't know Misty Moon," I whispered, whipping the name from the family's memories. "The world doesn't know Misty Moon, either," I continued, and felt a mysterious force of energy combine with my own to make the few people who knew me at school forget I ever existed. I turned back to my family, still shrouded in a haze of blue.
"And though you know not who I am or what you did, I hope guilt will cloud your soul for eternity."