//------------------------------// // Canterlot's Flame Of Passion // Story: Pony Tales 1- Anonymous Letter // by ChrisText //------------------------------// ------Canterlot's Flame Of Passion------ The exam was over, and Twilight had received her desired score of 100% She had a mixed feeling of joy and fear, and both of the two combined to form something that she had never felt before. It was what she called a ''Bitter Victory''. She was unaware, at first, that everypony congratulated her on being the only pony to take the exam and get a 100% in two years. This alone was enough to reassure her for a small amount of time. Twilight was proud of achieving such a thing, but there was this feeling in her gut. It ate away at her, and she had no idea what it was. It became worse as they began the dismissal, and everypony had left the room. She was still in her seat, frozen in fear of what could take place as soon as she walked out of those doors. The instructor gave her a crazy look and asked, ''Is something the matter Ms. Sparkle?'', ''Why have you not left the classroom, is there something that you wish to discuss?'' ''I have one question.'', said Twilight, ''If I were to, oh I don't know, get into a tussle of fates with another pony that's probably 3 times better than me in every single aspect of status, what are my chances of winning based on my test results? ''Oh, I don't know, maybe you should ask the one waiting outside for you.'' Twilight Sparkle had been exaggerating how she had felt before this. She was never one to be herself whenever she experienced some sort of crisis, and half the time, she was the only one who thought of it like a crisis. Although this is for a reason, because that fear and frustration she gradually holds in her heart, over time builds a resistance. A resistance to being told the old phrase that's been making ponies around Equestria bow their heads in shame. That old phrase that not even the bravest of ponies would dare to say and not expect something back. The old phrase that when said to a pony, provides a feeling of utter loss and embarrassment. The old phrase that goes like this, ''I told you so.'' Twilight wasn't losing her mind entirely, but the stress almost made it become something she would have to apologize for. Aside from her own fear, the tone of the day was set, and she didn't like it one bit. So using all of her strength that she had left, after this journey that seemed endless, she marched outside and dared anything that opposed her in her mind, to come and fight. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The very next thing she felt was a strong gust of wind. The ponies of Canterlot watching in awe, as they saw Twilight cowering in fear in the courtyard. The blue unicorn was finally here, wearing that old smug look on her face, that nopony could forget. To Twilight, it was the meaning of underestimation, preferably the underestimation of what a rival is for. She had many victories up until this moment in time. She had the best of friends around her, the best neighbors, and she had the best mentor. The only mentor that could rival Celestia, was the thirst for revenge in Trixie's heart. The two unicorns stared down at each other, one grinning and the other with an expression of nervousness. Twilight's friends had came to celebrate her doing so well on her test, they had received a letter from the instructor at the Canterlot Post Office. At this point in time, Twilight was dead serious, she never wanted to hear the word letter again, besides her letters that she would receive from ponies that she ACTUALLY KNEW. ''So, Twilight, how did the two months and two weeks of waiting treat you?'', said Trixie mockingly, ''I'd imagine they were torturous.'' ''You're right Trixie, I've almost never been more worried about anything in my life as far as rivalries.'' You are my one and only true rival, and the last time that we did battle, I was the one who basked in my shining moment. That night I never felt more cocky in my life about these kinds of things, but I wasn't one to brag, and I said nothing. I actually thank you for all the emotion that you put into those words because they almost scared me to death! ''*GASP*!, said each of Twilight's friends as they watched the emotional scene take place. They had no room to interfere, and Princess Celestia herself watched from atop the tallest balcony. Nopony could do anything about the situation, except the two mares about to battle. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Each of the unicorns began to muster up their energy, for Twilight, she summoned everything that she knows about magic, and she even summoned everything that she wants to know about magic. In the end, she realized that it wasn't fear clouding her judgements this whole time. It was anticipation, a mighty feeling of anticipation for a battle with her one and only rival in Equestria. Twilight knew that she was going to lose, all the energy that she had spent, she never even realized she fell into the trap from the beginning. Trixie planned this whole thing out from the start, she thought to herself after Rainbow Dash flew her and the three fillies home. She managed to succeed in wasting her time, and tiring her out. She managed to use the same tactic to draw her out into searching for an answer. Trixie said some of the most mystifying words to Twilight that she had ever heard from a fellow pony. There was no time for reflection, there was no way to re-direct their determination, and there was certainly no way to stop the rivalry between these two, because the fire was lit on that fateful night that Twilight defeated the Ursa Minor, is the same fire that's burning right now. It's never burned hotter than it's burning right now, and the flames are about to spread. These in turn would become the Flames In Canterlot. The burning passion of their emotions began to cover the entire area. The purple pony's emanating wave of magic filled half of the courtyard. The blue pony's surge of magic was enough to blow off all of her garments. Before they let out one last scream, before everypony closed their eyes in fear of the outcome, Twilight realized two things. She didn't actually hear the instructor say those last words, it was her wild imagination and her blurred vision. The second thing being that this would make for one amazing friendship lesson for Princess Celestia. There is a third, but Twilight didn't think of it twice, maybe that she actually admired Trixie. She admired the way she could outsmart a natural born genius like her, but she couldn't feel those feelings anymore. The spells were cast and a flash of light blinded everypony in the courtyard with a light brighter than the combination of the Elements of Harmony. The stage was set two months and two weeks ago. The battle had taken place on that starry night, and the winner was decided. On the floor lay a defeated Twilight Sparkle, her winning streak now broken. Twilight has one point, and Trixie has two. There was no crying, and there were no bowed heads after the flash of light. Because what they had seen after the flash of light was something beautiful. An image of the two unicorns shaking hooves, and the sound of the winner saying, '' Good game, Twilight Sparkle, you did better than I expected.'' ''At least you didn't go on a crazy rampage like you usually do'' The blue pony walked off with her head held high. The only thing that looked as satisfied at that moment was the look on Twilight's face and the look in Princess Celestia's eyes. There were no boo's and there weren't crowds of ponies raining down on Trixie with popcorn and food snacks. There was loud cheering, the entire town cheered, and everypony else who didn't witness this event in the town of Canterlot, looked back toward the courtyard. Twilight had learned a valuable lesson out of all of this, your worst enemy is your best friend, because no matter what, you both have a bond that can't be broken, no matter what has happened. You'll always see each other as a pony to be respected and a pony to be remembered. End.