Rainbow Dash is wrecked. A simple autumn morning became the worst day of her life. Now she is obliged to face the most dangerous foe so far: herself. Will she be able to overcome her depression?
Separated from their loved ones, Luna and Celestia are forced into a perilous journey that threatens to separate them forever. With Chaos following them at every turn, can the young fillies overcome it?
More than 2 years have passed since Twilight become Princess. She wants to demonstrate the princesses her capacities and for that, Celestia take an important function: take control of some cities to prevent a world war with different kingdoms
Fiddlesticks and Octavia have always been inseparable. Ever since they were fillies that had been each others best friend. But when their Mother is stricken with an illness, they - along with the rest of the family - drift apart.
Discord remember his past...his bloody filled past...the Monster indside him feels his weakness and takes advantage...making Discord kill all the friends he knows...soon they decide he must die...FlutterShy didn't...she wanted to free him...
The life of a pet can always vary. For Tank, he was fated to outlive his master. Now with master gone, he tries to make sense of it, the way only a tortoise can.
Guardians come in many colours and personalities, protecting others or misusing their power. As Rainbow Dash finds Scootaloo alone after dark, it is her time to find her own place in the complicated network of protégés and protectors.
Shortly after the disscuion Discord thinks about what Really happened to his Family.....and it all started with our peace-loving Alicron princess and her Blood-Lust kind
Laughter was all around her, she didn't like the way they hated her, tormented her, laughed at her. She couln't take it, why did she have to be different? Why couldn't she show every pony she wasn't mean or stupid? But she wasn�
My daughter, you were most beautiful, graceful and beloved by all, but never understood what it meant to love. You shared the gift of love with your little ponies, but why do you not care for them as they grow ill?
I pondered as a foal gazing out at the shimmering stars…could the princesses be saved from the cruelty of the rebellion that my parents created? No, It was inevitable… the bombs had to fall.