//------------------------------// // Chapter Eight (Revised) // Story: The Day My Life Ended // by Authora97 //------------------------------// I don’t like this. I don’t want it to be like this. Why...why does it always end this way? I don’t want this. Any of this. I just...I just don’t wanna be here anymore. ==DMLE== Twilight Sparkle, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, Applejack, Fluttershy, Rarity, and Spike all appeared in Morgan’s reality because of a spell. A spell...so powerful it transported seven creatures through the fabric of their reality into another reality that they had no business being in. Now there’s an easy excuse to use. That Twilight magicked a thing together. But that’s not what happened. Nah. Morgan magicked a thing. ==DMLE== It was dark The kind of darkness that was alive. One that made your skin crawl. The skin beneath your skin crawled because something in the darkness grated against you. You think you hear things but it’s wrong. There aren’t any sounds here. Sounds need to travel through something. Sounds need to come from something other than you. It was clear you were alone in the darkness. Sometimes...it’s better not to think about it. That’s why this spell was so wrong. Nothing should stay for long in the Void. ==DMLE== Morgan had written this spell once. Only once, because the effects of it had gone so drastically wrong. Essentially: it would transport things between universes in the same way she transported herself. And this thing was hard to carry. She remembered distinctly that Darcy had been there. It might’ve been a body they had to move- Morgan didn’t have enough hands to move herself, Darcy, the body, the loot they’d gone into all this shit for in the first place- The police were too close. Morgan spoke the spell fast- too fast to think of proper wording. When she woke up, there was a zombie in her bedroom. After disposing of the body, Morgan wrote the spell she had said. The one that accidentally created a zombie- because there was no fucking way she was saying it again. Cause if she did- If she did- What worse thing could happen. Only problem? She wrote the spell on the back of a card. She brought it around with her, keeping it tucked away in safe places so that no one in her life would accidentally find it. It had been an honest mistake, leaving it behind in Equestria. One that Twilight Sparkle found while searching Raspberry Stardust’s house. But of course, everyone knows that Twilight would stop to take the time to study a spell before using it. She’s Princess Celestia’s student- she knows stuff like that. …le sigh. ==DMLE== It’s cold...why is it cold? It’s hot why is it hot Hot Cold Hot Cold Hotcoldhotcoldhotcold- It’s all the same in here. Nothing changes. Maybe it’s cold. Maybe it’s hot. Maybe it’s nothing and you’re only remembering the feelings so you can ignore the fact that you feel nothing. ==DMLE== After an age of floating- falling-existing-wait had she even moved- wait had time even passed- wait did she leave the popcorn in the microwave-Morgan came to a harsh stop. ==DMLE== The spell had a lot of downsides, to be honest. It wasn’t the proper way of reality jumping. Morgan had that down pat. Just a simple focused thought, with a specific target, and she was set. But that spell hadn’t been written for proper travel. Think a vortex manipulator. Sure it gets the job done. Takes you where you need to go. The correct time and (maybe) place. all the fun of a TARDIS but you could reasonably walk around with a vortex manipulator. Only reality jumping without proper guidance gets you fucked. Morgan had no one to teach her those things. She was going off completely by instinct. ...she never said it was the smartest thing to do... She knows she’s an idiot about her own powers. Using them for as long as she has, Morgan feels like she is constantly learning more about her powers. Morgan had intended to move three beings to another reality- along with a lot of stolen things-with a spell on the fly. She ended up with a zombie, and a lot of stolen loot. Well...she’d never been a good pirate. Morgan had a theory as to why it was so messed up. She hadn’t created life- she’d fucked it up. ==DMLE== Could it even be called stopping? There was no floor. Yet Morgan was standing on something. She had stopped moving- Could it be called moving? She wasn’t sure about a lot of things right now. She wanted something though...something important. ==DMLE== But the spell Morgan just used...the one to get her away from everyone back Home...that one was new. If she had met others like her If any had sought her out, taught her the ins and outs of her powers They would’ve told her how fucking stupid that was. Then Morgan wouldn’t have done it...well she would’ve but she would’ve been more careful casting the spell. ==DMLE== Lilac. Morgan wanted Lilac. And she started falling again. ==DMLE== Reality Jumpers have an extraordinary abilities. That much is obvious. Yet...those powers come with limits. You could only jump to a reality that was your own, not someone else’s. Unless you had that person with you, then it was okay. You couldn’t jump realities at all until you’ve done it once by yourself. Once you die there, don’t expect to be let back in. Lots of rules along those lines. One rule was an ‘unspoken but come on who would be stupid enough to try this?’ rule. Don’t jump without a destination in mind. Which was what Morgan had just done. Whoopsies. ==DMLE== She needed Lilac. Morgan needed Lilac so very badly. That- that was something that always made Morgan better. A light in the dark. The one thing that Morgan would always find. Maybe this spell wasn’t a complete failure after all. ==DMLE== But ya know...it did go to shit. ==DMLE== Morgan fell into a world of color. So much color after so much time without. She was surprised she hadn’t lost eyesight. Morgan landed on the ground- somehow not making a crater in the spot where she landed. “RASPBERRY STARDUST?!”