Darkness was all she could see, wherever the mare looked it had looked like it could go on for miles in all directions. The only comfort she had was the tiny spark of flame that hovered a few inches away from her.
‘Why don’t you go back to your mommy and daddy!’ a voice shouted almost in the mare’s ear, causing her to put her hooves up to them to cast out the start to a long line of insults.
‘Taking the Princess’ pity for all its worth!’
‘She obviously felt bad for an orphan like you!’
‘I bet I could’ve made a better apprentice to the Princess than that runt.’
No one had tried to hide their disdained for the amber unicorn who was welcomed as the Princess’ pupil, speaking their mind on the matter. “If they hated us so much, they should’ve done something than whine about it like a foal.” A voice darkly echoed in the back of her mind.
She had tried to understand where the thought had originated before another memory had plagued her train of thought, she was tasked to make friends. Trying her best to approach friendly to the stuck-up rich colts and fillies, “Would you like to be friends?” she asked nervously to a three-pony group.
They looked at her with disgust, as if they’d saw a beetle or some other gross critter instead of another pony, “Friends with somepony like you? Not even in a Million years!” he said huffily before they walked away, banging their hooves on the ground louder than they should’ve in show of disgust.
She had wanted to incinerated them for how they’d acted, but she refrained herself, telling herself how she only found the bad batch and the next would welcome her with a warm smile. . . They didn’t. It had repeated to where they heard of a unicorn outcast “begging” ponies to be her friend.
‘If we were an alicorn, they would be the one begging us to spare a moment of our precious time.’ The voice echoed darkly again. Looking around to try and find where it had came from, she noticed the darkness had enclosed around her.
Though the darkness looked vast at first, it now started to seep into her illuminated light like a cloud being pulled into the light, to snuff the thing out. She’d try to cast her magic into the flickering light to help expel the darkness away from her. “No, no! I don’t want to go back!” she spoke fearfully, her horn’s light slowly fading along with the light.
Darkness fell upon her.
Celestia was stuck waiting in the ‘Waiting Room’ of the Hospital while waiting for the doctor to return with the diagnose of the child. Luna had recently sent a text message of the possibility of the child’s name being ‘Sunset Shimmer’ from one of her belongings, along with a mention of more she will need to talk to her about.
It had made the Principle wonder what she’d needed to explain that could not had been done over the phone, either way, that was not her concern at the moment. She had picked up a magazine that they leave in the room to help at least distract her while she waited.
It was a quarter past an hour before a doctor had come through the emergency door, “Mrs. Sol?” he called, finding as the woman came up to greet the mane who’s name on his name badge was, ‘Dr. BluJay’
“How is she doctor?” Celestia asked, clenching her hands towards her chest as she waited for the news.
He had taken a few seconds to look on over his paper on the clipboard before returning his attention back to the woman, “Besides the scrape on her forehead, there isn’t much wrong with her. No signs of broken bones and her brainwave appear to be normal. However,” Celestia had gave a flinch at the brooding way he said that “she appears to be in a state of shock. I could not say when she will wake up, It could be in a few minutes up to a couple of days.”
Even though the news of the child in the state of shock were terrible, she suspected this was not what had the doctor worried. “What’s wrong?” she asked, worried for what it may be.
“As you may be aware we aren’t a big clinic, and it limits the amount of patients we can accommodate. I’m afraid we can only hold her for one day as the most before we have to send her to one of the larger facility. And though that wouldn’t be a problem, I had tried looking up any medical insurance of the name of ‘Sunset Shimmer’ and failed to come up with anything.” He took a momentary pause before resuming, “Now, we may had overlooked somewhere, but there is a high possibility chance that doing so will result in a hefty cost I would not want to throw on anyone.”
Celestia gave a concerned look to the news she was given; it was a slippery slope she was in. The family could be having financial problems and it would be rude of her to make the call when she had no legal right of the child. When she had a moment to recall the ideal of the child’s family, she spoke up, “Did you not get in touch with any of her family member?”
The doctor had shook his head, “We weren’t able to locate any previous records of her, I could have someone from the main office to see if they can dig something up, but it could take weeks depending on when the last time she’d last been to a hospital.”
The news is only getting more grim as she is finding to be put on the spot to possibly make a call, and for all she knows, the girl could be an orphan or some runaway from an abusive family. “Let her stay the night, I’ll come by tomorrow and if she isn’t awake by then, I’ll take custody over her till we could locate her family.”
“I would have to speak with my superior, but I hope he agree for the child’s sake.” He said, though before he had walked away, Celestia called out.
“Mention my name to him when explaining.”
He gave a nod and left.
Luna was back at her home (her and Celestia's); two boxes of pizzas were laying on the kitchen counter with the pepperoni one having already a good three-forth of it gone. Looking through the journal of the mysterious child’s, she was both amazed and curious with the content of the thing.
The pages of this book looked like it was a conversation between the two, especially with the two different hand writing. She questioned why they would pass the book between the two to speak instead of talking in person, could one of them be a mute? Perhaps both? Another question was the mentioning of, ‘Princess’ Celestia.
She would snuff this up as a coincidence if it were not for the style of handwriting matching her sister’s, though she did not know of the child when they had found her laying on their school ground.
Starting to think of the possibility that that child may be hers’ and she was trying to hide her for some strange reason, but quickly squash that notion, If she had a child, I would’ve noticed. But it didn’t help solve the question of who she is and where she came from.
Her thoughts were soon cut short when she heard her phone buzzing off, she took the thing out of her pocket to look over at the caller id, ‘Unknown Caller’.
It’s her- She would had been cautious if not for that fact it had became the woman’s trademark to hide her phone number from being traced back. Ignoring that, she went ahead and answered the phone to find what she found.
“Hey Chrys!” Luna spoke, to hear a momentary pause before a whisper came from the other side.
“Are you alone? Or at the very least no one suspicious around?”
Her cautious had left the woman both worried and confused, sure Chrysalis can be a bit paranoia, but when she were being this paranoid, it usually was a bad sign. “What happened?” Luna asked with worry, Is she in danger?
“Nothing, just answer the question.” Luna did so and after another pause, she heard Chrysalis letting out a sigh, “Good, I did some digging up on your mystery girl for you.”
That was good news, meaning she found something, but it also made Luna worried about what she had found if she started her conversation with asking if she was alone. “Okay, and what did you find?”
“I need you to describe this girl, anything.”
Another cryptic message from her friend, it was slowly feeling like a knot was forming in her stomach at what she might’ve found. Either that, or it was the pizza coming back to say, ‘Hello’. Either way, she knew when to hear the warning signs in her friend’s voice.
“She has an amber skin tone and a two shade of hair, gold and red. She was wear-“ before she had a chance to finish the description, she was quickly cut off.
“I don’t need to know those parts, I just wanted to confirm it was her.”
That had gotten Luna even more curious, “What do you mean?”
There was a heavy groan from her friend before she had continued, “If it were anybody else besides you, I would have thought you were pulling some sick joke on me. But I doubt even you or Tia would do something this heinous.”
‘Heinous’? That was something that confused her even more, why would this be a joke, “What do you mean?” her voice grew nervous, fearful for whatever she might say.
What was spoken next sent an icy chill down the cold woman, she had seen some horrible things but what she heard had left her speechless, “The child you found, Sunset Shimmer. She was killed four years ago.”