Luna wasn't a monster pony like lots of ponies tried to claim, in fact, she's anything but a monster. She had a heart that saw through things that nopony had come even close to see. This was fact; ponies often mistook her blunt nature as coldness, but she was not cold. Just unnerved. She only wished that ponies could see through such acts and see what she truly meant, but alas, that was but a fantasy. However, this was not a fantasy. Twilight wrote to her, directly to her-not Celestia. Perhaps she would have been happy if it wasn't for the circumstances. Circumstances she didn't understand at all. She sighed as she handed her guard the note that she received in the end. Another case, this time to a bearer of Harmony.
"What could possibly plague our fellow ponies?" Luna sighed as she wondered, looking up at the pale sky. Her thoughts briefly wandered to her sister. Celestia would certainly need to hear of such story. She cursed at the luck. "Such a trial we must embark upon! Why must we deal with such tasks?" She unfolded her wings to stretch as unease grew inside her very body. Sensing such, the batpony guard turned to face her. Concern was evident.
"Princess? Are you alright?" He asked slowly, worried about her genuinely. She smiled and gave a soft sigh.
"We-no, I am fine, "She answered softly, smiling a little at the thought of her subjects being so caring. She merely extended her wings to ready herself for flight. "I have to inform thy sister. Clearly, its her concern as well. We can not ignore that." With a nod, she left, flying to the main section of the castle quickly, entering through the main window, thankfully it was open.
"Luna, why are you out here?" Celestia questioned, concerned. She got off her hunches in alarm as Luna hadn't answered. She approached with nervousness that was barely seen in the Princess of the Night. However, it ended as she bowed her head softly, not to worship Celestia of course, but as a sign of something grim.
"I'm afraid to inform you, dear sister," Luna said with such softness that tugged Celestia's heart. Something told her the grim outcome already. "An Element bearer has fallen victim- Kindness. Twilight confirmed the case herself. She simply fell asleep doing a task." Celestia sighed as she brought her sister closer.
"That meeting has to be sooner, "Celestia softly spoke. "At this rate.."
"I am the slayer of nightmares, keeper of dreams!" Luna spoke highly, glaring at her sister with regained confidence. "We can clearly stop this outbreak from spreading. We just need leads. Looking grim is far from what is told. We can not let this bog our minds, we must continue the battle. "She stood up, trotting towards the door.
"Get ready, sister," Luna frowned. "I shall examine the evidence myself then head there. Something isn't adding. I am afraid I don't know what such thing is behind this tragedy, but I can not simply sit back. " Celestia shook her head.
"Luna, rashness-"
"We never fail, we rule the dream world! Sister, we can not stand idly by as this nightmare continues to spread. We shall hide under a guise, don't worry for us. We shall be safe." She took off without a word from her sister edge wise. She sighed as she flew, formulating a plan along the way. Coming up with one, she shifted forms, turning into a pure pegasus as she approached the small dirt town named Ponyville. It was pretty, at least seen from above. Most ponies wouldn't see how different it looked-being small allowed this, but with as many ponies put under, it was noticed by the Princess herself. She landed down, almost invisible to the ponies below her.
"A new perspective," Luna glanced around. "shall take place. Perhaps there is something of use by looking at the town through outsider eyes." She closed her eyes to simply take everything in. Well, she would have loved it, but something nagged her. Something big told her that its nothing to celebrate. There was something new about the air; something that smelled simply off. Other ponies wouldn't recognize it, but she knew it was covered by something. It was almost familiar to her, but she was certain that she wouldn't be there. She couldn't be here. Still, she followed the odd sense.
"Greetings, dear Luna." Luna's wings flared as she saw her. Saw somepony that she didn't think she'd see again. This was that of a figure, creme in nature. Her body was only a bit smaller than that of her own when she was a full alicorn. However, she was laying down, trying to get comfortable in the ally. Her legs were underneath her, but Luna knew they were covered in thick green vines that only mimicked the roses and thorns in her flowing mane. These thorns connected to a beautiful black rose that matched her mane that showed a variety of reds. Her green eyes stared at her, concern shining through.
"A-Ambrosia.." Luna's eyes grew wide simply noticing her. Her little sister sitting right before her. She still had the caring nature she provided, even with the stress of being dead. "I-I shouldn't...even...be able..." Ambrosia nodded with a small smile.
"Ah, yes, that," Ambrosia agreed softly. "I'm sad to say, such circumstances aren't what I imagined..when I saw you again..."She lowered her head, looking to her back. Luna slowly made her way to her, getting closer.
"Sister, what is it.."
"You could only see me because of magic," Ambrosia clarified. "and if in the presence of the dead." The smell was the first to hit her. It made her recoil. ambrosia noted this, with a brief image of disgust crossing her face before changing into a softer tone.
"I created these ponies from scratch...I only wanted them to be loved, "Ambrosia sighed out. "I...I can't believe my child..." Luna gulped before pointing.
"What..pony died...if I dare ask?" Ambrosia's disgust wasn't masked this time.
"I grant ponies access to my works. I crafted this world after I died. The death, the famine..."Ambrosia muttered, looking rather cross. "I let them play...I let them roam under my watchful gaze...and yet...my lovely child..." She nuzzled the little pony on her back, cradling her like a mother would. The orange fur poked past Ambrosia's wings as said pony's head laid nuzzled into to pony. Violet tufts of fur radiated. It must be a mane. Luna recognized the pony. She helped this pony out once, helping her from a nightmare.
"Can..Can that truly be?" Ambrosia softly nodded.
"Scootaloo, her name is Scootaloo..."