"Looks like you're night was eventful as well, brother." Dusk stated.
I had told her about my night, not sparing one detail.
"So do you think Luna will surely come back within weeks from today?" Dusk asked, still being confused with the details.
"Yes. If she said something like that during a time like that, she means business." I replied.
We sat in silence as we both pondered on the thought. We could feel each other's agony deep inside. My bewitcher and my sister's creator was going to be free once again to roam the land, and what was going to stop her from going after us?
Dusk finally spoke up.
"W-well, if you really feel that confronting Luna will be a good idea, I have no objections. Your plans and decisions haven't failed us yet." Dusk concluded.
"Yeah, but I proposed the idea to get some input from you as well...just because my decisions haven't failed us yet doesn't mean they won't in the future. After all, this is reckless. If we under-estimate her power, we could die, or worse, I could lose you!" I said, my voice cracking as I stood seconds from tears.
Dusk simply knocked me upside the head, and started to scold me.
"C'mon, Dawn! Don't doubt yourself! If you doubt, she will surely get the upper hand! I have no problems with your decision!" she remarked. She then calmed down. "Also, remember that your flank is mine, so my decision has its weight to it." she ended.
I stood there, in silence. I had never thought in depth that my survival also affected Dusk's. After all, she was part of me.
"I never thought of it that way, Dusk. I guess I never thought of that."
My pre-tearing had subsided, and I was beginning to look on the brighter side of things. If we confront Luna, we could force her to undo the curse that she had put on us. Then we could settle, I could finally have friends, and I could finally face Celestia.
Celestia. I sighed. After learning that she did not shun me, and blamed herself for my "death", I couldn't believe it. What we were running from turned out to be nothing but an open hug, waiting for our return.
"Hey Dusk?" I asked.
"Yea?" she responded, puzzled.
"Thanks for being there for me."
She was shocked at the expression of gratitude, but she softened. "No problem, brother. Why do you think I showed myself in the first place?"
"Well, I was trying to throw myself off of a cliff all those years ago," I responded.
It was a hot, sunny day out in the deserts of Equestria. It had been months since I had been cursed, and I wasn't feeling any better about it then I usually was. Although the sun seemed to bake me, my body didn't hinder because of it. It just kept going on.
My world had been turned upside down. There was no way I could go back to Celestia, after Luna dirtied my soul, doing things to me as if I was nothing more than an experiment. I didn't know what to do, so I came out here. Surely, I would perish, with nothing but bones of me being left behind.
But no, things didn't always want to go to plan. The only thing that had happened was my coat got a bit warmer. I cursed the sun. I cursed the world. I cursed my existence.
I let out a large, angry sigh, the warm, dry, dusty air being inhaled and exhaled from my lungs.
I then noticed a large plateau in front of me. It stood strong, it's top being very high up. A winding path led to the top.
A dark pleasure filled me. I began the ascent.
It had not taken long to get to the top of the land mass. After all, my muscles felt no weakness.
I went close to the edge, accidentally kicking a rock off of it. The rock fell, then split in two at the bottom. There were many rocks down there. Many.
I voice tried to talk me out of it. It begged and pleaded me to re-consider, but it was too small. It increased in volume, trying to make itself heard, but my mind canceled out this thought. It had made up it's mind...
I fell.
Air rushed past my head as I quickly descended in a nose-dive. This will surely kill me. Nopony could handle the landing, no matter what protection they had on. I closed my eyes, savoring the moment. Soon, I would be free.
Free.
I felt a sudden rush of g-force to my body. My bones and vertebrae stressed at the force. My body fluids were ready to break through my skin and spray all over the ground. Goodbye, I thought to myself.
But this was not the end.
My eyes opened once again, and found no wrongly-postured extremities, no blood-splatter on the ground. No pain reverberated through my body as I moved my head to check my legs. They were fine.
A figure loomed over me, blocking the sun from my eyes. The figure was dark, like the moon. It looked like-
"Luna," my mouth said before my mind processed.
"I am not Luna, Dawn. I am someone who became part of you when Luna teared part of your soul away, accidentally creating me. I am part of you, Dawn." The mysterious mare added.
This had to be a mirage. But alas, the pony prodded at my stomach, signaling me to get up.
"Why should I get up? There's nothing left for me. I am an outcast. An experiment. A lab rat."
"Shut up! Are you even hearing yourself right now? You sound like a small child who lost his toy! So stand up, get your act together, and walk, dammit!" The mare emphasized this by prodding me especially hard in the chest.
I stood up, and began walking with her. Where this would lead, I had no idea. Where I would end up, no idea.
I just walked.