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Twilight Sparkle heard faint noises as she slowly started to wake up. "Do you think she's alive?" "She's breathing, you idiot." "Oh, yeah...should we go?" "I just don't want to be the one to explain it." Twilight slowly opened her eyes. The room around her looked like...a hospital. Was that the word? Yes, hospital. Something inside her told her she shoud know that. That got her thinking. Things she should know...where was she? She was almost positive she should know that. Suddenly, the world seemed to spin around her. FLASHBACK Twilight Sparkle looked around cautiously. The hallway was dark, the stone moist and dripping slightly. Her hooves clicked on the floor and echoed as she walked, her horn the only source of light through the pitch blackness. The cool air gripped her tightly, like a thousand needles making there way into her skin. She walked nervously and cautiously, knowing danger was with each hoofstep ahead. She could hear the beating of her own heard loud in the dead silence of the room. She was done with this...her friends were getting hurt. Evil was taking over. What about friendship? Love. Caring. Friendship. Those things were always supposed to win. The power of all those things had defeated many villains, like Nightmare Moon, Discord, The Changlings, and Sombra. How was a dainty little ego obsessed prince any different? She suddenly heard hoofsteps. She panicked, and bolted foreword with everything she had, knowing her capture would mean her death. But she soon realized the hoofsteps were only getting louder. She could hear muffled voices, too. They were all around her. She took a deep breath, and stopped. She focused all her magic power, all the spells she'd ever learned, right here into this moment. The guards soon came into view. They started to run, but a few of them laughed. They thought she was just a silly little unicorn, attempting escape. Her horn grew brighter. The guards stumbled back. Twilight could feel the magic coursing through her. The guards were suddenly knocked back. The walls flew out of place as her pink magic swept through the prison. She collapsed, breathing heavily. She heard an angered scream, and she was picked up with magic and pinned against the wall. It was the prince himself. Blueblood took away the magic forcefield. "DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU JUST DID?!" Twilight struggle insanely. She managed to yank her hoof free. She quickly sent a punch to his face. He stumbled back. She took the chance and ran as fast as she could down the hall. She heard another scream. This one was louder. It echoed throughout every room, and throughout every bone in her body. She heard him running after her, and quickly gaining on her. "your DEAD!" Tears streamed down the young alicorns face as she heard him coming closer. He was right about to grab her.. It was all over... Twilight closed her eyes and collapsed. Her vision faded to black. But she never did hit the ground. END OF FLASHBACK What had happened...? Who was that pony? She looked around. The room looked empty. She slowly got up. She looked down. She was in a light pink dress with a dark pink trim. She could see the flowers in her curled hair from her shadow in the floor. "Are you ready, miss?" The purple pony looked up. "Excuse me?" she said, somehow finding her voice. The guard stood at the door. But he didn't look like all those other ones she had seen in her flashbacks. He had a red coat, and shaggy blonde hair. 'I...who are you? Do I know you?" He shook his head. "No..." She decided not topress further. He didn't look in the best mood. "Well...I gues I am ready, for whatever this may be." He nodded. "Right this way." They walked down the hall. Everything was silent. The guard came to a door. He typed in a code with his hoof, and pulled it open slowly. It creaked and moaned, like a whimpering child. The two stepped inside. He shut the door quickly, and immediately started talking. "My name is Big Mac...and we need your help." "We?" Twilight asked curiously. "Who's we?" He took a deep, shaky breath. "There is a unicorn. Her name is Rarity. And she has been taken away by a pony without a soul. We can only guess he wants to make her his queen...but the road to marrage may involve pain, fear, and even death. We need your help. We need everypony's help. We have to get her back." she was...stunned. "Where...where is she?" "We don't know." Twilight thought about it. Should she even trust these ponies? They all looked so distant, yet seemed so determined. Almost crazy, in a way. All the ponies in this town are CRAZY! The wave of memories hit her, hard. Dear Princess Celestia... I'd do anything for a good friend... We've been BBFs forever... A true, true friend... Princess Twilight Sparkle... She tumbled back and gasped. Big Mac looked at her curiously. "Twilight Sparkle, are you with us?" She stood up tall. "Lets do this."