//------------------------------// // A Noble Sacrifice // Story: Doctor Whooves: The Changeling Invasion // by Draconaquest //------------------------------// Twilight bolted into the gym, grabbing the sonic screwdriver at the Doctor feet, before taking back off toward the crack in the curtain. She fumbled the sonic, searching for the button, and once she found it, she aimed it toward the crack, and held down the button. “Twilight! No!” The Doctor shouted, pulling his arms free and running toward her. The crack opened wide, and a strong wind formed in the gym, heading toward the crack. The Doctor reached out his hand, and grasped Twilight’s, as she dropped the sonic screwdriver. Changelings began to swarm in the room, trying to escape the might of the wind, but we unable to, and were soon being pulled toward the crack. The Doctor was barely affected by this wind, as her never interacted with the crack, and had a firm grip on the floor. He grabbed Twilight hand with his other hand as well, as he didn’t want to lose her. Chrysalis had grabbed on to one of the cocoons hanging from the ceiling, but it wasn’t strong enough, and quickly gave away, caused her to be sucked toward the crack. She saw Twilight, and just before being pulled in, she swung her leg into Twilight’s face. Twilight recoiled in pain, and she let go of the Doctor’s grip she fell backwards. He glasses fell off her face, and she fell backwards, falling into the white crack. Sunset watched in horror as her friend was pulled into the white abyss, and, then remember that should would no longer be able to remember her. She cowered down to the floor, trying to remember everything about her. Her appearance, her face, her hair style, and her entire life. Changelings were being pulled into the crack as the Doctor shouted. He kept shouting her name over and over, until every single Changeling was pulled into it, and the crack snapped shut, and disappeared. The wind had died down, and the Doctor looked at where Twilight had just been. On the floor, was his sonic screwdriver, and her glasses, one lens cracked. The Doctor picked them both up, and shoved the screwdriver in his pocket, and looked at the glasses. Twilight’s glasses in hand, the Doctor walked slowly through the room, his mouth slightly open, and his eyes clouded. He excited it, and saw Sunset Shimmer quietly crying in front of the door. She looked up, and saw the Doctor standing there, before saying through tears, “I-I remember her, b-but h-how?” “You’re a time traveler.” The Doctor explained, his voice soft, “You’re more likely to remember her. And, how had did you try to remember her?” “As-as hard as I could.” Sunset stuttered. “That’s why.” The Doctor explained. “You remember her, therefore everything she did happened. But, now, she’s just a memory.” The Doctor knelt down, “She will live on. In you. We are the only ones in the universe who remember her. And we must never forget her.” Sunset looked in the Doctor’s eyes, and for the first time, fully understood him. Despite his face, his age showed age. His eyes were too old to belong to that face, but, at the same time they did belong. The Doctor was quite possibly the wisest person she had ever met, and his eyes showed that. “Now,” the Doctor said, “Because we also remember the Changelings, we have to stop that transmitter for sending the signal.” The Doctor looked toward the roof, and asked, “Is there a way to the roof?” Fighting back tears, Sunset replied, “Y-yes.” The Doctor looked in her eyes. “I don’t want to be rude, but, we can mourn later, right now, we need to stop that transmitter.” Sunset wiped her eyes, and said, “Follow me, I know the way to the roof. “ She stood up, as did the Doctor, and ran down the hallway, the Doctor following her. She ran into the library, and climbed the stairs to the second floor. She ran through the book shelves, before reaching a janitor’s closet. She opened it, and then grabbed a ladder out of it. “What’re you doing?” the Doctor asked. “There’s a loose ceiling tile right there,” Sunset replied, pointing to one of the tiles, “It leads right to the roof.” She set up the ladder just below the ceiling tile, and climbed up it, moving the tile out of her way, and revealing the sky. The Doctor climbed up after her, and she helped pull him out of the school. The sun was just starting to rise. The Doctor spotted the transmitter a few meters away, and ran over to it, his feet sliding. He slid towards it, and pulled out his sonic screwdriver, and began to use it on the operations panel. “Argh!” he groaned, “It’s deadlocked!” “Then what can you do?” Sunset asked, kneeling next to him. “Nothing. There’s nothing to do.” The Doctor said. “Um… Doctor?” “Millions of Changelings are going to come through the crack, and invade Earth.” “Doctor?” “All because of a stupid deadlock system!” “Doctor?” “What?!” the Doctor cracked. “The crack closed, remember?” Sunset said, “The Changelings can’t come here.” The Doctor blinked, with a dumbfounded look on his face. “Right…” he said, rubbing his hand through his hair. “Sorry, caught up in the moment.” He stood up, and said, “I still have to get rid of it though. I can use the TARDIS, I suppose.” “Doctor! Sunset! What are you doing up there?!” A voice called. The Doctor and Sunset looked down the front of the school, and saw the Humane Five, looking up at them. “Why are you up there?” Rainbow Dash called. “Changeling Transmitter!” the Doctor shouted back, “I needed to deactivate it!” “Why?!” Rainbow shouted. “Changeling invasion, remember?” Sunset shouted. “No!” Rainbow replied. “What are Changelings?!” Sunset turned to the Doctor, and he said, “They fell through the crack. They never existed.” Sunset sighed, and sat down, with her legs hanging off the school. The Doctor sat next to her, and stared at her. As Sunset began crying again, the Doctor wrapped his arm around her, and squeezed her shoulder. “I’ll…I’ll never forget her.” Sunset bawled. And the Doctor, who didn’t even shed a tear, replied, “No. Neither will I.” And the sun rose a crimson red on that Christmas morning.