Diamonds are a girl's worst enemy

by Rarity Belle

Act 3 chapter 3

When the realization came to Twilight that she was about to be attacked by one of the crystalline arms, there were only split seconds that would dictate her actions. The arm itself rushed itself forward like a spear and the claw remained closed. With her heartbeats audible and beating in a slow manner, the unicorn had allowed the shield below her to fade away.

What happened next was the fact that she fell to the floor. The arm rushed itself over the other, missing its originally designated mark. The only problem of the actions happened to be the fact that not only did the shield disappear but also the arcane fields on the other arms.

With three thuds did the things fell down to the floor as well. Twilight knew she was in big trouble. Yet the body of Rarity didn't seem to be moving whatsoever which meant she still wasn't fully back. “Talking to her isn't going to work,” the mare muttered to herself. It was then that she took a couple of steps back. It was surprisingly easy for her to crawl back on her hooves after the drop. Yet she kept a keen eye on each of the arms for good reason.

Her horn was still fully charged and ready to fire when needed, if needed. Though once she managed to hit the wall with her bum, there was the realization came in. The room could perhaps be a bit too small for an all-out fight to be held within. Not that she wanted to have a fight to begin with, though that was the thing it looked to have become. There wasn't much else that she could be doing other than to place herself in a protective shield and hope for the best.

It was a coward's retreat for certain yet it was the only option that she had in the moment. She didn't wanted to hurt a dear friend of hers despite the madness still flowing through her. Nor did she wanted to end up dead for a cause she had little to nothing with. So when the shield was placed around her, the eerie waiting game began.

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Seconds seemed to have been minutes as nothing happened. None of the arms moved nor did Rarity seem to have awoken further. Perhaps it was just an anomaly in the spell that would have almost cost Twilight her life. The chance was unlikely, but she had thrown that word out a long time ago. Everything made sense for a reason to her, no matter how small it would have been.

Yet eventually and perhaps even finally did the four arms came back to life. The four of them punched their claws straight into the ground at first. Then the gems all shifted up again in order to rise up. The sight that was presented to Twilight was the fact that the four arms were looking straight at her with a glare of nothing else but death itself. Somehow those very things could even emote or express emotions.

“I-Impossible,” stuttered Twilight before she shook her head. It wasn't possible for those things, right? It just couldn't have been possible in her eyes. Nothing seemed to have been making much sense out of it and she was almost about to be giving up. Weren't it for the fact that one of the things suddenly rushed itself over to the shield and punched it.

Of course it got deflected off of it right away. But it didn't stop another from doing the same. And in the matter of seconds were all four of the things hammering upon the shield. A shield that lost its intensity with every hit that was being made. They were originally used for construction perhaps, but they also proved to have been excellent weapons of destruction. It scared the mare to death for certain. Twilight didn’t wanted to admit it, but her friend had turned into a monster of some sort.

Her eyes went all over the place as the cracks appeared within her shield. The time to repair it just wasn't there because of the rate on which the arm hit it. There was only one option that was left for the mare to do and it happened to be one that she rather didn't take.

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In the meantime and in the mind of Rarity, every last fiber of her brain was filled with anger towards the other mare. She wanted to take down the other mare by any means necessary, just to prove her point. Though that happened to be the battle inside of her mind, which happened to be the point she was trying to prove? Which battle did she really needed to fight?

While it was indeed more than true that Rarity was a world first gem-huntress who always stood firm on the ground, that was on matters that she knew more than well. The whole events as they were packing out before her closed eyes was something she had zero experience with. And zero experience was the thing that always put her straight into doubt. She could be standing as solid as a mountain while also be as desperate as water running for a place to join its kin. It was a complex mare that she happened to be. A thing that didn't always play out right in her favor.

Both being able to become rock solid and jelly was one of her unique points in personality for certain. But it also the biggest curse there was. And Twilight found herself right in the matter where Rarity knew nothing about. Which resulted in her lashing out not because she knew it. But because of the fact of what she thought was best for her.

The arms had managed to shatter the shield of Twilight. The mare looked in horror and the arms declared it was open season. Each of them lashed out towards the mare in order to either harm her or actually end her life. There wasn't much that the mulberry unicorn could be doing outside of the fact of launching a couple dozen blasts from her horn while she galloped through her lab.

Leaving the place was not an option. That would have meant that Rarity needed to be left alone. That was a thing she never, ever would have done. Even if it meant that her own life was taken right at risk, it was a lot better than the imaginable alternatives that could happen.

“Come and get me, I say!” yelled Twilight after she had fired yet another blast towards the arms. Three of them rushed towards her. Yet the mare avoided them by giving some surprising acrobatic tricks. Twilight would have jumped from one arm to the other, before landing on the third and then made her way to the ground. The only problem was that there were three arms instead of the usual four.

In the moment that she placed her hooves back on the floor, the fourth arm did came rushing forward and managed to get a hold on Twilight. The unicorn gasped in surprise. She tried to undo herself from the claw that was coiled around her leg. Though the thing never let go. It instead caused her to stumble or trip over it.

What happened next was unavoidable in any case. The mulberry mare fell straight towards a sink that stood in the little lab. She bashed her head against it with a loud thud. Her entire body went numb as it fell to the ground with another thud. The wound upon her forehead was located just below her horn. It slowly began to bleed as the arms retracted themselves.

There she laid, lifeless and motionless. Twilight Sparkle seemed to have come to her end. Not by fighting some monster or defending the land she loved. Instead she seemed to be killed by a friend who she loved perhaps more than she should have.

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[The1templar]

Wait, she's dead? Well shat.