Twilight had one funeral for hundreds of guards and one funeral for Luna, Trixie, Applejack, Pinkie Pie, and Spike. She couldn’t be sure if her family were still alive. Everything he did was so fast, she couldn’t keep up and she blamed herself for it. She felt helpless and weak, what could she have done? Twilight asked herself this question over and over. She felt as though she had lost everything but she knew it wasn’t true but she also knew that there wasn’t a winner in this. She wanted so badly to blame Crush for everything, he had said that he should have had him killed long ago. Twilight was at a low point, the lowest of low points. “Goodbye my dear friends.”
There was a moment of peace and then Rainbow Dash had to speak up. At first it was nice but then Rainbow ticked of Twilight. “You were all great friends, so long. I’m sure you’ll be glad we won though, right Twilight?” Rainbow turned to face her friend but didn’t get the desired reaction. “You ok Twilight?”
“Won Rainbow Dash, really?” Rainbow Dash shrugged. “What about any of this makes you think that we won huh?”
“Twilight, Bloodlust is dead, we won. We don’t have to worry anymore.” Rainbow said casually like nothing bad had really happened.
“Hurray, we killed a killer but guess what Rainbow Dash, we lost how many ponies in the process of trying to kill one? How many Rainbow, tell me!” Twilight demanded but didn’t receive an answer. “We lost friends and family. You act like Applejacks, Pinkie Pies, Luna’s, like all their deaths meant nothing. We won, no, we lost. If anything it was his victory over ours. For pony sake Rainbow Dash, do you think at all before you speak? To say we won is a mockery of those who died. We got screwed left and right Rainbow Dash. Princess Celestia, Cadance and I almost died without even putting up a fight. He wasted no time in trying to kill us all.” Rainbow opened her mouth to speak but Twilight wouldn’t let her. “Don’t, just don’t talk. Think about all we lost and tell me that we won.” Rainbow thought back to everything that happened but couldn’t come up with anything to say, she felt guilty now. “That’s what I thought, think before you talk Rainbow, I know you would hate to say something stupid.”
At that moment, Celestia walked up to her with a gentle smile. “Twilight, you should rest. You’ve been through so much already, you must be tired.” Celestia was determined to get Twilight to relax and calm down before she did something dumb. “I will speak with Rainbow Dash, you go rest. I’ll let you know when Cadance wakes up.” Twilight nodded and retreated to her home. It had taken all day to get the funerals ready and the rest of the night just to take care of everything else.
Twilight looked back before she went too far and looked at Rainbow Dash. “I’m sorry Rainbow, Celestia is right, I’m exhausted. Goodnight everypony.” Twilight returned home ready to hit the hay and cry a bit but she couldn’t, cry that is. She had run out of water, she was dehydrated and she could feel it. She was shaky and her stomach felt like she would puke at any moment. “Spike, never mind.” Twilight opened up the door to the library and headed straight for the kitchen and grabbed some water. After a few sips of water, her head began to pound. She had the biggest bags under her eyes and Rarity was the first to point it out earlier that day.
Twilight looked around and saw images of her friends all talking and laughing. There right in front of her was Spike. Twilight knew that she was hallucinating but it still brought a smile to her face. Spike even spoke in a faded voice. “Hey Twilight, you should come join the party. Pinkie can really throw them huh?”
Twilight shook her head clear and looked over at the table where she used to write her reports to Celestia. She walked over, grabbed a quill off the table and began to write in her diary.
Dear Diary,
I have had one heck of a time with trying to kill Bloodlust. He is dead now, yay, I suppose. Sweetie Belle and Crush went home with Sweetie Belle broken in every way but spirit, she will be fine though I couldn’t care less about myself right now. I guess that I
Twilight gave up trying to write and put the quill down. It wasn’t the same without knowing Spike would try and take a peak at it. Nothing mattered to her anymore or at least not at the moment. She was too tired to care and too sad to want to. Twilight turned and bumped the table as she made her way up the stairs. As soon as her head hit the pillow, she fell asleep.
Unknown to Twilight, she had knocked over a candle when she bumped her table. Once ponies around town saw that the library was on fire, they tried everything they could to put it out. By the time it was out, it was too late. Lying on the upstairs bed was Twilight burnt to a crisp and an owl that had it’s talons in her mane. Nothing survived the fire and Twilights family except for Cadance broke down in tears once the news reached them. Cadance was still asleep.
Three years later, things had changed in one way or another. Rainbow Dash began to keep herself so busy with the wonderbolts that she didn’t have time to think. She cut herself off from Scootaloo which sent the filly into a depression. Scootaloo tried to stay happy but she couldn’t be. She began to try harder and harder to fly just so that she could at least have a chance with the wonderbolts. It wasn’t to be though, all her work led her to think one thing. If she jumped from really high, her adrenaline might kick in and allow her to fly but that failed in the worst way. What made things even worse was that Rainbow Dash didn’t even know that Scootaloo had ended up killing herself trying to fly. Who knows if it would have effected her though since they never saw each other.
Rarity and her family moved in with Sweetie Belle and Crush never wishing to return to Ponyville again. The memories were too much for her. She couldn’t have that, especially with a foal on the way. She wasn’t the only one, Sweetie had a foal of her own a year after she recovered. Her and Crush led the Changelings in peace and harmony.
Big Mac took over the farm after Granny Smith passed away of old age and Apple Bloom went her own way. Bic Mac didn’t keep the farm for very long though. He and Fluttershy married and moved away from Ponyville. Fluttershy couldn’t stand being there and Big Mac had a hard time as well. They couldn’t bare to raise foals in a place that now only held bad memories. Apple Bloom went onto a singing career which surprised everypony. She was a depressing singer, only singing of loss and of hate. She dressed in black all the time and was always too depressed to care about anypony. Even when Big Mac and Fluttershy told her about their foal, she shrugged it off and said ‘Big deal, she or he will eventually die, we all do. Life is pointless.’ That upset the two but Apple Bloom didn’t care.
Celestia held up the best she could but it wasn’t easy. She stayed strong in front of others most of the time but sometimes, she had to let it out and cry. She had to spread her guards thin and so only one ever stayed near.
Cadance and Shining had a few foals of their own. Twilight Velvet and Night Light stayed with them at the castle but it wasn’t easy. They had all taken Twilight’s death hard including Cadance once she found out. Shining had taken it the hardest though being closer to Twilight then any of them.
Flash Sentry watched over Cadance and Shining and it was hard. He had fallen for Twilight but he still had his duties. Every now and then, he would take time off to just think and Cadance and Shining were happy to let him.
Mayor Mare now ran an almost empty town. Rarity’s boutique had been abandoned and left to decay. The building had been boarded up and condemned yet she couldn’t bring herself to tear it down. There was a dead tree where the library used to be and Sweet Apple Acres was dead. Most of the ponies had left Ponyville and those that stayed were upset or depressed. Mayor Mare was happy to know that the cakes left once Ponyville fell apart. Sugarcube Corner was in the same shape as Rarity’s boutique. There was no telling what the inside of those buildings looked like.
As for the book of legends, it was burned by Sweetie Belle never to be seen again.