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// (Bonus Part) The Pathetic and Weak Trixie 
// Story: Doctor Whoof: Battle Royal 
// by Muleicous 
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The Pathetic and Weak Trixie

Trixie snuggled into the large bed Luna had given her, today had been a good day for her. Not only did she size up her opponent for her first match, but she knew that Twilight was in for a rough fight with Fleur. Gilda only won because the model pony’s magical abilities were more defence based, while the gryphon could literally smash through most of the long legged mare’s shields. Twilight would have a tougher time, since she wasn’t half as physically strong as that feathered blow hard Gilda. Trixie scoffed at the idea of her possibly losing to such a rash gryphon.
“That bird isn’t even fit enough to like my hooves.” the magician said to herself, “Twilight on the other hoof...” Trixie knew Twilight was going to fight her by the end of this tournament, it was only a question of how soon. The light blue unicorn stared up at her ceiling, a bored look on her face as she went over every bit of what Luna told her on Twilight. How she specialty is magic, just like Twilights, how her aura seemed special, just like Twilight, and worst of all... How she didn’t have any friends, just like Twilight did before Ponyville. “Ponyville...” Trixie said with an edge in her voice. The town that shunned her after that lavender show-off humiliated her. It was all Twilight’s fault! All of it! It all started that night, the night of the Ursa Major...

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One year ago...
Trixie ran as fast as her hooves could take her, she wanted to get as much distance between her and the town of Ponyville as possible. The illusionist pony didn’t know anything about the forest surrounding the town, but what she did know is that an angry mob of ponies would find her if she stayed out in the open like this. So, Trixie made a beeline straight for the thick grove of trees on the outskirts of town. The unicorn began to pant, still running even after she could no longer see the lights of the town behind her shoulder. Suddenly, Trixie felt something catch her front hooves, and was sent flying head over heels down a large hill and right into a mucky, frog infested swap.
“My Celestia’s beard!” Trixie cried, shaking her head to try and get the larger clumps of mud out of her mane, “This is just... Disgusting!” Slowly, she was able to walk out of the bog, but not without getting covered from head to tail in a thick coat of black mud. Trixie was used to filth, living out of a caravan and not seeing an inn for days on end had trained her to ignore any smell that would come off with a nice long shower, but this was a different kind of dirty. The white maned unicorn could already feel bits of muck begin to crust on her tail, and to her that was too much. “I need to find a river.” she thought out loud, dropping the use of her name since there was no longer a crowd around. Soon, the mud caked pony found a small, clear stream that lead into the marsh and began washing as much of the gunk off her. 
“Hello there strange new friend, did the frog in the bog you offend?” a deeply accented voice said from behind Trixie. The unicorn turned to see a black and white striped horse with its mane cut into a mohawk. Trixie had, of course, seen many zebra on her travels around Equestria, so this stranger came as no surprise.
“Not exactly,” Trixie began, “you see I, The Great and Powerful Trixie, was just ridiculed by some of the ponies in the town nearby.”
“Hmmm... Ponies from Ponyville harassed you, you say? That is something you do not hear everyday.”
“And why do you say that?” Trixie asked, rinsing her hooves off in the clean water.
“Well you see,” Zecoura explained. “I have many friends there. They tolerate those and truly do care. So, as you can tell, it is hard for me to think of you well, if all you have are lies to sell.”
“Lies!” the blue unicorn cried, “Trixie never lies! And don’t you dare call me a liar you... Zebra!”
Zecoura scowled at the angry pony in front of her. It was true that the ponies of Ponyville had feared her at one time, but she had forgiven them for it. This unicorn, however, was just a rude little girl. Suddenly, Zecoura saw things flash before her eyes as quick as lightning. A castle, an arena, and Twilight Sparkle on the ground... Kneeling to the blue unicorn that had just been so rude to her. 
“You...” the shaman said, pointing her hoof at the obnoxious magician in front of her, “A day will come, when the revenge you seek, will bury all of your dreams. But you will win, as many have, in the place where many have the most means. Under her wing the night will take you, but why is still a mystery. You will fight Twilight Sparkle, Great and Powerful Trixie.”
“Twilight Sparkle...” the shocked Trixie repeated, a small smile crossing her lips, “Trixie will beat that little mule in her own game you say?”
All Zecoura could do was nod, the visions always sapped her energy. The zebra shaman turned and trotted back to her hut, staggering a bit and wishing somepony would help her. However, the only pony there was The Great and Powerful Trixie, and she would help no pony that night. What she couldn’t see was that somepony was helping her, keeping the stars bright as the blue unicorn found a cave to keep her sheltered for the night.
“Sleep well... My soon to be student.” Princess Luna said quietly as she watched Trixie Lulamoon lay down and close her eyes.

***

Slowly, the sun peeked in through the curtains of Trixie’s room, waking up the magician. She smiled as she felt the soft silk of the sheets on her, the fluffiness of the pillow under her head, and ,most importantly of all, the fact that her own private shower was waiting for her just across the room. A new day had arrived... It was her turn to fight the gryphon.