Every night must eventually come to a closure and even that night wasn't an exception for Rarity. Even though she wanted to have it that way perhaps a little bit more than usual. She didn't wanted to continue to travel forwards in time. Instead she wanted to redo the events that had led up to the mess she had managed to get herself in. She wanted to redo everything and so perhaps keep her beloved friend actually alive. Of course it was only wishful thinking, but it was all that she had.
It was everything that she had within her body and mind, that reminded her of the mare she was before the whole events crushed her down. It may have seemed like a lot of self-pity and many would have agreed upon the fact. Though few ponies in the land had actually taken the life of something, especially something that they loved. It was that little fact that actually separated her from perhaps the rest of the world whether she even liked it or not.
When the morning sun gently shone its light upon the face of Rarity, her eyes opened up for the first time since she had closed them. The eyes looked straight into the weak rays and every single fact seemed to actually have been rushing over towards her. Every last single fact just came back like that and knocked her straight upon the head. There was no more lady to be found within herself. There was only one thing that could be found within her. The thing she had changed in during the night and the thing which she always would have been from that day onward.
“I’m nothing anymore, nothing but a diamond limbed monster!” she growled to herself. Then her eyes glanced straight into the pond. The arms had uncurled themselves and even they gazed with her down into those waters. The anger suddenly almost came dripping off of her face as a low toned growl left her throat. She wasn't just angry, but she was enraged.
All the wires inside of her head stood at the point of snapping as time went on. She had become nothing more but a massive, ticking time bomb that was just waiting to go off. Nopony knew when it would happen, it was just certain that it would happen. There was nothing in the world that could change that. And eventually, after a mere minute of looking at her even image in the waters that everything snapped. Every last wire inside of her head caused a bit of a shock.
A shock which in and of itself caused the mare to black out. Her body felt numb at the shore of the pond as the eyes were fallen shut again. Her mind was destroyed and needed to be rebuild, in the way nature saw fit for that. Her appearance had changed forever, but slowly would her entire psyche change as well. Gone would have been the Rarity everypony knew her as. And in would have come the crazed personality she carried with her through the ages.
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Though all the way back in Ponyville had a much more matured Spike returned to the library. He looked a bit surprised to the fact that the door was standing open. “What in..?” he questioned before he entered the place. Where he had expected to encounter perhaps some burglars or stolen goods, he got a surprise he never dared to think about. Everything still stood in the manner that he knew it was left in. “Nothing taken, nothing brought in, then why?” he spoke up in a much lower tone before his eyes made a round through the room.
Yet then he seemed to be noticing it. That one little detail that Rarity didn't cover up so nicely when she was making her escape. That busted door that would lead to the laboratory. The eyes of Spike went wide. He gasped a bit for air in fear. This wings almost spread themselves before he rushed down to the place and wanted to see. To see for himself just what troubles were to be found.
He ran down the stairs to the basement and stopped in the door opening. Her green eyes looked all over the place before they finally found the mare lying on the ground. “No, no, no, no, Twilight, what have you done?!” he exclaimed to her. Then he made his way over to her and picked her up in his hands. Calmly he began to listen for any sign that could have meant that she was alive.
Faintly he could hear her heart beating at a slow rate, she was still alive. Though the question was for how long. There wasn't any time to think about what could have happened, she needed medical attention and she needed it right there and then. So Spike did perhaps the only thing that he was actually able to do. And that was to rush her straight to the nearest hospital in town. It was literally his only shot if he ever wanted to see Twilight back on her hooves again.
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The day had gone by slow as the clock tower hit two in the afternoon. Spike the dragon had been pacing up and down the room of operations. Behind it were the doctors working on Twilight since the moment that she was brought in. Growls of annoyance were released through his mouth which usually followed up by little flames.
Many ponies actually gulped at the sight of him and tried to avoid him just because of that. He could understand why, but just didn't care in the moment to explain. All that he cared for was for Twilight to become better again. Whatever they were doing back there, it better would have been good. Even though violent thoughts raced through his mind for what he could do when they failed, he also knew they would have done their best.
It was just a massively difficult situation in which the dragon had gotten himself. Eventually he just gave up on everything and took place in a chair before simply starting to wait again. He wanted, if not needed, to know the results so badly. He wanted to know whether or not Twilight would actually survive the ordeal she had thrown herself into.
In the end did the doctor finally came out the door and walked over to the near dozed away dragon. “Master Spike, I presume?” he spoke to him. The dragon himself released a couple of snorts and yawns before he attention was fully back.
“S-Sorry for that, but yes, that’s me,” replied Spike. Then he prepared himself for the worst possible news that could have been told to him. Every last fiber of his very being had prepared itself for the words that she hadn't made it. Though instead, he received a bit of a different set.
“Miss Sparkle has been treated by our top doctors and she will make it. Everything shall regulate itself again after we are done the operation.” He couldn't even have spoken a single word further as the arms of the dragon were hugging him tightly of utter joy. Those very words were literally the best things he could have ever hoped for.
Though the doctor on the other end, wasn't the biggest fan of hugs. So he teleported himself out of the hold and looked at Spike with a serious look. “There is only, one problem. One of her legs has been crushed by a weight we haven’t any clue of. Therefore we have send her to our top specialists in Canterlot where they would treat her further.”
Those words caused the dragon to raise an eyebrow and almost look actually baffled. What did the unicorn mean by those words? “But you just said that she would make it, w-what’s wrong with her, doc?!” spike then spoke up as he wanted to know the details.
“I’m afraid that, miss Sparkle will have to undergo an amputation of a limb. And the best place to do that is Canterlot itself. If you would hold on tight for a moment.” What happened next was a flash from the horn of the doctor before the entire world in the eyes of Spike seemed to becoming nothing more but dripping water and to be released with black space.
Nothing but the eternal darkness and one tiny little point of light could be seen. A light that was almost calling him to come. Calling him to come and see his beloved mother once more.