Twilight gets a visit from a familiar stranger. Except it's not a stranger. It's Twilight, from the future. As future Twilight hangs out with past Twilight, past Twilight comes to a startling realisation... Her future self is kind of a jerk!

Quite obviously blatantly copied from based and expanded from this comic by 1trickpone.

Preread by Chicago Ted, thanks!

A breakfast conversation between the princesses turns toward Celestia's long history of losing fights.

Twilight Sparkle was using radio signals to view the stars of the night sky when she picked up a signal of some sort.

After a few days of working she managed to get a clear signal.

What she heard on that first day caused her to invite her friends to listen to the strange signal the next day.

Over the next few days Twilight and her friends listen to the final words of a group of aliens as they try to survive on a planet that has died by their own hands.

Now with a READING

Note: I was inspired to write this after reading several other stories about the Mane 6 listening to radio signals from space. This will be a short story.

Twilight was on the road to recovery from her mental illness. She had started a new treatment, bonded with the staff, and had many friends in her ward. Now she wakes up in the center of the delusions she has been trying so hard to escape: Ponyville.

Inspired by Asylum by Daemon of Decay
Proofreaders: ArgonMatrix, The11thWonder, Gage, Breath of Plagues
Story and Plot Development Help: Daemon of Decay, AppleCrumble

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Each night I’m trapped in the dark, immobilized. I hear whispers as they operate on me: they say I shouldn’t be alive. Twilight refuses to tell me about the operation. Sometimes she can’t look me in the eye. What did they do to me?

Nothing used to scare me: I kicked a dragon in the nose, defeated gods of chaos and hatred, and control the weather. Now I feel broken. My memories have shattered, I feel wrong, and I’m afraid to tell anypony how scared I am.

I can’t even do the rainboom anymore. Who am I? I’m no longer the best flyer in Equestria, yet everypony assures me I am. Why won’t they tell me the truth?
↓↓ Credits

Special Thanks:
Dreampaw the artist. Best cover art.
Editors:
ArgonMatrix - Fixed 128 errors in chapter one alone.
Animus - who is awesome and for hire.
BronyWriter - The only author to punch Celestia in the face, and live.
Jaestring - Artist, Editor, and Female all in one.
Abcron - European editor, which means his time zone and my actual sleep schedule are aligned perfectly!
The Parasprite. Need I say more?
Selbi - If your editor isn't German, you aren't trying hard enough.
OctaviaHarmony - His avatar is as sexy as his editing.
RenegadeTimelord - Doctor who?
Akumokagetsu - Awesomesauce.
(Wow, a lot of editors came and went.)

Pinkie pie discovers a documentary about the rainbow factory. She gets twilight to use that one spell in "Sonic Rainboom." and take her to cloudsdale to see if it's real. I know it sounds stupid, but just read it.

This story is a sequel to I Have Returned

Five years after the Death of Princess Celestia, humankind and ponykind share a struggling peace. A rebellious army of ponies wanting to return Equestria to its former state called the 'Sun Order' are wreaking havoc across the planet. Fearing for the safety of her planet and the ponies who support the UNSC, President Luna receives aid in the form of Kilo-Five, now lead by Jane Arimondo. Their mission, find out where the 'Sun Order' is hiding and eliminate them. Meanwhile Spartan Crimson is on a lone mission to track down a insurrectionist trading route, and put a stop to it. Little do Jane and Crimson know that their paths may soon cross again, as an evil plot silently unfolds in the darkness....

Princess Celestia has ruled Equestria since its creation. She has defeated countless threats to ensure her little ponies are safe. When someone from her past appears threaten this, there is only one being that Celestia can turn to — Discord, for only he knows what really happened in the past.

Written for the 9th **** this prompt! contest.

Contains heavy references to previous MLP generations.

Twilight asks Celestia for romantic advice.

You know, for a friend.

There is now a Spanish translation of this story, courtesy of Spaniard Kiwi

I am not Twilight Sparkle.

I have her body, I have her memories, I have her power. I am not her, and I have done such terrible things. This is my story.