I could feel the wind shoot past me, as I was launched into a hard, concrete wall, knocking the wind out of my lungs, before gravity caught back up, sending me to the ground.
 
“You wield the blade?” The hooded pony said, slowly trotting over to me. I just shifted onto my hooves, catching my breath quickly. “The Blade of Fate chose you; A normal Earth Pony?” With that, he began chuckling, as I moved my head to look up at him, before reaching his hoof up, sliding his hood back, revealing his large dark grey mane and his dark yellow eyes.
 
“What do you mean?” I said, gasping slightly. “What blade?”
 
He continued chuckling, moving over next to me, grinning down at me, as his eyes glowed in the light. “Your blade, Dummy. That little sword of yours, which you can call at will.”
 
I looked into his eyes, as he grinned more. “Do you mean my Keyblade?”
 
“Is that what you call it?” He whispered, standing up, as he continued looking down at me. “What an odd name for a weapon. Then again, the form you chose does resemble a Key.”
 
Standing up, I pressed myself against the wall behind me, watching as he begins trotting around the room. “What do you mean ‘form I chose’? I didn’t choose its appearance.”
 
Stopping in place, he turned his head, smirking at me. “You really don’t know, do you? You are completely clueless about the weapon you’ve been wielding?” With that, he began laughing uncontrollably, before pulling something circular out of his coat and pointing it at me, holding onto an attached handle on the opposite end, before something resembling a blade shot out of the end facing me, coming within inches of my neck. “That’s going to make it way too easy to kill you.”
 
I stopped, looking at the point on the blade, before slowly sliding myself away, keeping against the wall.
 
“Oh, and one more question.” His grin began growing wider, as he watched me try to move away. “I’d like to know who I’m fighting, so what would your name be?”