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I landed there and encountered many strange beasts that I had never seen before. Manticores, Dragons, and even stranger…

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Earth Ponies using magic without a horn.

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The Zebra’s had in long times past had invented a way of harnessing magic without the use of horns, through the consumption and decoration of plants and even animals.

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They called their casters Shaman, and I, with my high charisma and even higher intelligence, convinced their best Shaman to teach me his ways. I learned that through concentration I could bend a field around myself to negate magic. And with that field I could with the right focus, bend and focus Arcane Energy into spell like abilities.

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I found the best focus for this was my Laser Screwdriver, and that with it I could cast powerful spells, and in the end, he taught me a spell that was forbidden, even in civilized areas.

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Name Binding. It allowed me, with the full name of an individual, to bend them to my will, inescapable until I release them, or until they or I die.

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I thanked him, the only one I would ever refer to as a mentor to me. To this day, I still hold zebra in high respect.  From here, I left and went farther into the future. To the darkest times of Equestrian History…

1. It is said that grief has five stages, and I find that silly. I didn’t feel denial, anger, bargaining, depression, or acceptance. I went from denial, to anger.

2.While the Unicorns tried to figure out where I went I had the TARDIS activate the shields and opened the scanners to read the energy they were using against me.

 I spent the next few moments having the TARDIS remake my Laser Screwdriver,

 3. and then I opened the door.

 The didn’t have time to react as I shot them one after another,

4. the last two managing to spend the last moments of their life in giving me the data I needed to protect myself from Magic. After all, if Arcane Magic was nothing more then an energy that unicorns use through focus in their horns and not an special ability they can access without said horn, then my TARDIS can block it with the shields.

 5. After that I followed their tracks back to the kingdom they came from and blew it off the face of the planet, causing it to rupture and pour the magic from under the ground and into the air, so I guess I created the Lay Lines themselves.

After that, I jumped ahead in time, and traveled far from there, keeping to the planet, until I found a new continent, Zebrica.

When Lucky Strokes had made it back to the settlement he and I started talking about the odd creature he had bumped into, and I assured him that there was no way that one of those could exist, considering where I was from, they were fairy tales, and I had never seen one in all of my travels.

The next few days went by fine. Peaceful weather, and a few big game animals for me, so I ate very well. I got lazy, and I think that’s why what happened next made me feel so…horrible. I was on the TARDIS, finishing up the wood work I had been doing to the inside of the old girl, she in turn even changed the paneling to fit the look I wanted, hiding the control room behind a sliding door with a burning fireplace on the front, changing the sounds she made to match the setting. It was very peaceful.

I walked out of the TARDIS and trotted around the river bend, briskly making my way towards town that was a half a mile away. I felt….odd, the smell of smoke, and roasting meat was permeating the woods, and it confused me. I began galloping, I don’t know why, but I did, and a few minutes later, I ran into the most horrible sight I could have ever seen in my long life. Lucky Strokes was there, crucified on a pole, Roman style, and worse yet, he was on fire, the smell, was him. The rest of the town was on fire, and the bodies of all the Earth Ponies I had come to enjoy the company of, were all dead.

A band of ten Unicorns stood in the middle of town, and when they spotted me, fireballs flew from their horns at me, and I turned tail and ran. They were teleporting, my above average speed keeping them behind me, but every now and then, I’d feel the heat of the fires behind me as they got better and better with their shots.

I dove head first into the TARDIS and closed the door,

and began shaking uncontrollably. I was heartbroken.

I took the time to care about something, and now, it’s all gone. Now I know how the Doctor felt.

1. The easiest way to explain what happened is to go back to the events a few days before the pain.

I had decided to stay around the ponies I had found to learn how to use my body before I went off on my own and explore, after all, what good am I if I can’t even use my own body?

2. A young colt by the name of Lucky Strokes and I had become friends over the seven years I had lived with the colonists here on this new world. The white coat and dirty blonde mane and tail made him appear innocent when at heart he was as big, if not bigger, trickster then I was, knowing how to cheat at nearly every game of chance that has or ever will be invented, it helped that he also ran the Ridotto, and old time gambling house, in town, so people knew that, as long as he wasn’t the dealer, they could gamble in relative safety, and he would prevent cheating in his own establishment. He possessed some of the bluest eyes you’d ever seen on a male, and let’s face it, I had a bit of a crush, even if I didn’t want to admit it.

3.  He decided that he wanted to go out and explore around the town, on his own, as he usually did, but even he could have never expected what happened next. While he was out, he bumped into a strange creature. It looked like an Earth pony, but had the strangest markings and an even stranger growth spouting from it’s head.

4. In a flash, it was gone, leaving the clot rubbing his head in pain, and confusion.

Back then, Unicorns lived on an island chain all to themselves, the birthplace of Magic itself, where the lay lines bled into the world, and stitched together the world as we know it. I guess, it’s best if I explained how the three races were created.

5. Many ponies believe in different things, but the one theory that has the most supporters is this.

Earth ponies were the first of the three breeds, the Magic of Life piled dirt and sand and plants to shape their body. Then, then Sun and Moon shined their light over the newly formed body, during the day and night. After Moon had gone to sleep for the day, the newly formed pony broke free from the dirt casting, as a living creature. The creature looked up and saw Sun, and smiled.

  Unicorns say that the first pony was a unicorn, but, from my own investigation, the first Unicorn was a pair of Earth Pony siblings that had gotten lost at sea, landing on Eden, and their exposure to the heavy Magic saturation caused a mutation, and then, naturally, breeding made the mutation more prominent. Before you go ‘ewww incest’, biologically, there is no reason that family members of the equine race can’t breed. It’s all they had, and if it wasn’t for them, then you unicorns would never had come around.

 Pegasi are actually the only race that is agreed on by everyone. An earth pony tricked a griffon to carry him to Moon and Sun, and they gave him wings, speed to match his wit, and the ability to control the weather. The truth of this, is that ponies are much more susceptible to magic, and therefore, exposure to the heavy magic lay lines to the east and west caused the mutation of the third race.

1. I sat there, deep in thought, while Time outside of the TARDIS advanced. I watched the rise and fall of many civilizations from the comfort of the Time Vortex, and the convenience of what I was. All of Time and Space knelt before me, the Time Lord Victorious. The Oncoming Storm. The Devil, and the God that all feared. I was the Master of everything, and I felt empty.

2. Eventually, a planet caught my eye, so very similar to the one that had cost me my life. Earth, the blue gem of the Doctor’s eye. I don’t know what made me decide to land there rather then destroy it in one volley of my weapons, but I did. I think some small hope remained that somehow, I still had him around.

3. I landed on the surface, at the Southern tip of one of the continents, this one actually was the land of the Unicorns, but I didn’t know that at the time. I spotted a large rock nearby and used the TARDIS’ Chameleon Circuit to take that form. TOM, as you readers call it now. TARDIS of Master, fitting.

4. Nearby, a ship of a different kind was landing. Explorers from the Kingdom of the Earth Ponies, exploring a new land. I snaked my way onto their ship, used my naturally hypnotic powers to make them all think I had been there from the start, and began talking with them.

5. I learned fast that I needed a perception filter to hide my teeth from them, and once that was done, I learned from them. I actually learned a lot from them, the Inside of the TARDIS is all hoof made, from the furniture to the walls of the rooms, natural wood from that encampment, preserved by the TARDIS, all worked by my own hoof.

6. For seven years we lived in peace there, they all became a second family to me, and I began to understand why the Doctor liked the Humans so much. My hate for the Doctor, or my own madness, no longer clouded my eyes and I saw good people, and I loved them for it.

7. I learned to hate them again, as fast as I learned to love them.

1. You would have thought with the billions of voices that I had silenced in that one act of terror would have satisfied my blood lust for destruction, but it wasn’t. No, too many creatures alive, still…here, still breathing. I had to make sure that none of them would interfere.

2. I started out on Skaro, just beginning to bud and produce the creatures that I detested more then I did the Doctor. I saw the first few ships launching, taking those damned Daleks into space. I once again opened fire on a planet, not stopping until the dust had been incinerated. I didn’t see the ships anymore, so I assume I destroyed them.

3. My next stop, the Santauren home planet. It too did not take long to incinerate. I can still feel the rush of relief as all of the hate, pain, and delicious suffering washed over my from the planet below. After all, we Time Lords have powers of our own. Each of us are born with unique ties to the world around us manifesting itself as psychic abilities, mine was empathy and hypnotism. I felt their world crumble under my hooves.

4. My next visit, was the Shadow Proclamation, a silly little for profit peace keeping organization over the entire universe. It was easy to get inside, one look into my eyes and the fools lead me wherever I wished. For now I wanted the leader’s attention. She looked me in the eye and then bowed low before stepping over to the control panel and activated the self destruction sequience of the station itself. I flew off on my merry little way.

5. I felt better after the week of death I had wrought agaisnt the universe, but still, I felt empty. After all this, I had nothing…to do. I sank into my thoughts of what I had done before I had died on the other side, and it sunk in. I killed the Doctor, both here, and there. I was alone. No one was going to stop me.