Chapter 4
Chapter 4
“Doctor Nightly? Is Lyra okay?”
Doctor Nightly had not taken a step into the waiting room before Bon Bon was practically on top of him, pelting the unicorn doctor with questions about her best friend’s condition. Syra could only watch from her bucket on the floor, sitting next to her was Pinkie Pie, who had been in the process of pushing her home when they ran into, literally, Bon Bon carrying Lyra to the doctor.
“I have a diagnosis... that’s the good news,” Doctor Nightly said, backing up slightly from Bon Bon who had more than invaded his personal space. “I’m afraid you’re not going to like it though.”
Bon Bon frowned. “Just tell me, I need to know,” she said simply, eyeing the floor and preparing herself for what was obviously bad news.
“She’s suffering from metabolic cascade failure,” Doctor Nightly explained. “That’s doctor speak for ‘everything stops working,’ it seems that a unicorn’s life-force is tied to magic... we couldn’t have known, there have been cases when a unicorn’s magic has been suppressed, the removal of the horn, which acts as a focusing agent, will cause a unicorn to lose the ability to perform magic, but they can still live without it, what happened to Lyra...”
Doctor Nightly paused; he bit his lip, unsure of where exactly to go next with his explanation. Bon Bon stared at him intensely, she needed answers, and she looked as if she was ready to beat it out of him if necessary.
“There has never been a documented case of a unicorn losing their magic all together. When Lyra and Syra split, Syra inherited the magic. She’d be fine and be able to live a natural life, Lyra on the other hoof...” Doctor Nightly continued.
“How long does she have?” Bon Bon asked.
“Four... five hours at the most?” Doctor Nightly said, as if he wasn’t sure exactly.
Bon Bon’s mouth fell open, thoughts ran through her head at break neck pace, her friend was dying, and there was nothing she could do about it.
“This... this is so sad,” Pinkie Pie said tears were forming in the pink pony’s eyes; they were rolling down her face and dripping into Syra’s bucket.
Syra looked down at the ground; she couldn’t help but feel bad. She was glad that she would be fine, but she couldn’t help but feel bad. Things had not gone well between her and Lyra, and she was going to die before Syra could be able to make up for it.
“There... is hope, however, there is one sure fire away to save Lyra... but it’s ethically dubious, nothing like this has ever happened before in Equestrian history... that’s been reported anyway. It involves...” Doctor Nightly said, his voice trailing off, he looked at Syra and gave her a grim look. “Putting them back together, I’ve figured out how to do it, but it’s risky. Bon Bon, Lyra has you listed as her next of kin, where we go from here is up to you.”
“Let’s do it then!” Bon Bon said simply, she didn’t even need to think about it.
“There’s just a small problem with that Doctor, I don’t want to die.” Syra said. “And that’s exactly what has to happen if we go through with your plan.”
Bon Bon felt as if somepony had flipped a switch in her brain. Her mind was flooded with rage at the sea pony’s selfishness.
“How DARE you!” Bon Bon said, in under a second she was in the sea pony’s face, scowling heavily at her. “How could you possibly be so selfish!? If it were you that was dying, Lyra would do everything she could to save you!”
“Maybe, maybe not,” Syra said. “Look, I sympathise, I really do, but can you really blame me? If it was you in my position, with a clone of you dying on the table, would you give up your life to save them?”
“Yes,” Bon Bon said immediately, she had no need to think about it, it was the right thing to do.
“Well, I guess that’s what makes us different then,” Syra said. Her magic flared and she popped Bon Bon in the face with a stunning spell, she flew back several metres and hit the wall hard, rolling down of seats and onto the floor, she followed up with a second stunning spell which caught Doctor Nightly in the chest. Syra turned to Pinkie Pie, who could only stare, wide-eyed in shock over what had just happened. “You going to help me or not?” Syra asked.
“I... I...” Pinkie Pie stammered, unsure of what to do.
Syra didn’t give her any second chances; she hit her hard with third stunner spell, sending the pink party pony flying backwards into the far wall. Now it was time to make her escape. She pulled her weight back, and thrust as hard as she would dare against the front of the bucket, sliding her across the floor about a metre before she had to do it again. As it turned out, it was incredibly difficult to run away from something when you didn’t have legs. The stunner spell was only good for about an hour, and she’d be incredibly lucky if she could get away, it was fifty metres from the clinic to the river, and she needed to make every second count. It was nothing but slow going from here on out.
...
Syra’s hour was almost up at this point, and she was five metres from the river. Her entire body ached, but she didn’t stop, she could not stop. To stop would mean certain death, she had to get away, and she was close, oh so close!
Once she got into the river, she was home free, once she got to the river, she could swim away from Ponyville and to a far off land. As of right now, her plan was to take the river as far to the south west as it would take her, where it would eventually link up with the Splendid river, a tributary of the St. Germain, she could swim north from there and eventually make it out of Equestria, and into the Hoofson Bay, far from the rule of Celestia. Which is where she needed to be, even if she got away from here, to remain in Equestria would, even after Lyra died, would mean jail time, she had done Actual Bodily Harm to Doctor Nightly, Bon Bon, and Pinkie Pie. Three ABH charges would put Syra away for a long time, even if they had to build a prison just for her, she’d be tossed into it without a second thought.
She wasn’t about to let it happen.
She looked behind her, the clinic door flung opened, and an enraged Bon Bon stepped outside. Syra began to panic, and tried to pick up the pace, in her haste, she accidentally knocked over the bucket, and she tumbled out, spilling the contents of the bucket all over the street. She held her breath in and tried to flop her way to the river, so close. Only a single metre left.
She tried to leap once more, but found herself shrilling in pain; Bon Bon had stepped on Syra’s tail.
“I don’t think so,” Bon Bon seethed at her. She picked up the sea pony and threw her over her back, carrying her away from the river and back towards the clinic.
“You can’t do this to me!” Syra screamed in terror, her only chance to escape had failed.
“Watch me,” Bon Bon said without emotion in her voice at all. They stepped inside the clinic. Syra had tried another stunning spell, but it failed, Doctor Nightly had obviously casted a magic dampening ward, all hope of escape was gone.
Not to say that Syra didn’t struggle every centimetre of the way, she did, she thrashed and screamed as Bon Bon carried her back to the examination room, but Bon Bon did not falter. She slammed Syra down hard onto an operating table, strapping her down to prevent the sea pony’s escape, Doctor Nightly had wheeled another tabled, with an unconscious Lyra on it into the room, the two sea foam green mares lay side by side.
“No! Please! Stop!” Syra called out, she had broken down into tears at this point, she was begging for her life.
Bon Bon was not fazed; she turned to Nightly and gave him an affirming nod.
“Do it,” she said simply.
Doctor Nightly nodded, his horn began to glow and he concentrated on casting the rejoining spell that he had discovered. Syra continued to scream loudly as two beams of lightning arced out of Nightly’s horn and into both mares.
Syra’s screams continued to echo throughout the room, even as the sea pony mare winked out of existence, forever.
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Daaaaaaaamn, Dark.
It's sort of refreshing in an odd way to see that the world of the Second Chance still has pain, sorrow and hard choices in it; it makes it more realistic than the lighty brighty stuff on the idiot's lantern.
Well, snap! That isn't good...
...so, who wants to slap down some bits that Syra's memories take presidence? Heck, even if BOTH sets of memories hold equal weight, Lyra/Syra is going to be sporting some MAJOR resentment twords Bon Bon over this...
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You keep mentioning something about "Second Chance", but this fic makes no reference to it, nor are any of this auther's other fics named such. What the Hay are you talking about?
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Luna and Monty told Vinyl point blank that the massive cosmic retcon that happened at the end of "Long Road Home" when the bomb went wibbly-wobbly-timey-wimey instead of kaboom was a second chance for most everyone.
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You missed the reference in chapter two? Rainbow dash is still training whirlwind, meaning that this story and that one are in the same universe.
It's kind of hard to reference the second chance when the two ponies who know about are currently on a slow boat to South Island.
Same universe as And So it Ended, And So it Begins Again, though the All Good Things series is not required to enjoy this particular fic, it is recommended.
Daaayum
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It is kind of hard to get a vague reference when THIS is the only story by this author I have read.
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I would suggest that you go back and read my other stuff. If you enjoyed this, then you'll enjoy them.
And It'll do you good in the long run, as you'll have a better picture of what's going on.
Ok. Point of quick order. I know she's scooting a bucket to a river, but... Bitch, it's 50 metres. Get out of the bucket, hold your breath and ROLL. DO A BARREL ROLL. If you can't hold your breath that long, scoot as close as you can, THEN barrel roll.
How could Bon Bon do that to Syra? And shouldn't Doctor Nightly have asked Syra for permission? After all, she is a living being, clone or not.
Sorry, but I do NOT side with Syra here. She is a part, not the whole. She may have Lyra's memories and feelings, but the important thing is she ISN'T Lyra!!