Sparkle's Quest, Samuel's Journey (Book 1 of The Alicorn Chronicles)

Chapter 22: My hate, my anger, and my crush is engaged? Ah Hell no!

She betrayed me... I thought she cared for me... But she tore my up beating heart from my body, and stamped it mercilessly.

I was chained from my horn, my neck, and my legs. They put a magic canceling circlet on my horn. It didn't do anything to nullify my magic at all.

I boredly sighed as the guards walked past and gave me my 'Dinner.' They threw the slop into my chamber and snickered as I tried to pick it up with my hooves. When they left, I snickered at their idiocy, and used my magic to eat the 'slop'.

I heard shuffling. So I looked out the small window, activated a spell I found out about, and used it to see through the wall, and increase my hearing.

"... Did you hear about the future princess Shimmer getting engaged?" "Yeah I did, lucky girl. Probably fainting over the fact of being asked to marriage by The Lord Dark Star."

I had a feeling of remembrance at that name... But I tossed it aside for later.

"Heh, wonder what that scumbag Samuels feeling right now." "Who cares? All that I care about is that we got him. So he will die by my sword!" He emphasized his point by unsheathing his emerald encrusted blade and smiling maliciously.

"Why don't you come and kill me then?" The guards looked at my cell as I smiled. "You aren't worth the trou-" "you afraid I'll beat you to a stand off?" The guard snarled at what I said and moved towards the door. The stallions colleague tried to stop him, but the enraged stallion threw him off him, opened my cell door. Where I punched him through the wall, and his other colleague.

I smirked at the motionless stallions, unstrapped his sheathe, grabbed his sword and twirled it around expertly. 'You fools needed a lot of training...' I turned to the gateway that was opened.

'Better find a way out of here... And whys this sounding like a video game?' I snickered to myself, and moved through the corridor, making as little sound as I possibly could.

I thought back to what the guards were talking about, and I grew to despair. "Course she'd go for a lord. Heh, last time I encountered a lord he was..." I realized about Lord Dark Star. "That little..." I snarled my canines teeth shining brightly.

'He better not hurt her. Though she betrayed me, and our friendship shattered. I'll protect from afar... I may even get my point through Tia and Lu Lu's thick skulls. Heh heh, with my new weapon.' Oh yeah. I didn't mention why Dark star sounded familiar? You'll find out rather quickly.

I walked through yet another corridor, and cloaked myself in invisibility and intangibility. I walked through a pair of guards, and one shivered. "You alright man?" The guard next to him nodded, smiled. Then they continued their patrol.

I shook my head at their idiocy, and made my way towards the Gala. I took the form and shape of a rather tall Pegasi. With the mask that Shimmer gave me. Just shaped different to look like a guy fox mask.

I grabbed a drink from a waiter, and leaned against a pillar at the top of the room. 'Theres the princesses, now where the-' my thoughts were cut off by a rather rip offy version of myself, and a beautiful Shimmer walking next to him, hoof in hoof. 'bortbyting kung...' (Yes, it's Swedish for... Never mind.)

I glared through the mask at the cosplayer, and decided to listen to the conversation he was having with the Princesses. Oh, and their eyes look wrong... Oh the Eyes! "He must be a changeling... But what's he planning?"

"... My dear Princesses, how is your ahem... 'Captive' doing?" The cosplayer smiled at his words, and the princesses smiled at him. "He will be executed on the morrow. Thanks to your help of course." The Cosplayer bowed humbly, and he walked off Shimmer in tow.

My heart seemed to get more dead than it usually is, and My 'other' self snickered in my mind. 'LET ONE OF US TAKE CONTROL, THEYLL PAY FOR CAUSING YOU THIS PAIN.' I let out a sigh to no one and shook my head. Another voice piped up in a rather powerful Swedish accent. 'Let one of us take thou place, or we'll take it by fo-' 'no you power hungry jerks.' They all seemed shocked at what I said, so I continued. 'I remember what happened last when I let you out of my body. You destroyed my state. My home, my town...' They all sighed in my head, and apologized for the millionth time.

The voice I least expected to hear. The most dangerous personality I have, other than me. 'Then we'll help.' (Sounds like Death from Darksiders 2.) I froze, and smiled from under the mask. My eyes turning black as I slowly removed it, and my coat becoming more crimson. "AS IT IS WRITTEN..." With that I teleported outside the Gala, so 'we' could plan our next move.

-Samuel