Sombra's Midnight Star

by Twilighted Rose

Celestia's Nightmare

Celestia smiled as she climbed into bed. Things were finally going right for the first time since Twilight had disappeared. ‘Tomorrow is going to be good day,’ she thought as she closed her eyes. The doors to the Dreamrealm welcomed her with open arms.

Ω
Drums began to beat as Celestia entered the hall. Crowds cheered as the orchestra started their music. The Alicorns’ tyranny was no more! It was time to celebrate! She crossed over to the podium. “Ladies and Gentleponies!” Celestia’s voice carried across the great room, “We are gathered here today so I may tell the…

‘Good news!
We’ve won!
The evil ponies are gone!
The wickedest Alicorns there ever were,
The enemy of all of us ponies here is no more!
Good news!
Good news!’

Cheers erupted from the crowd. Their gratitude was eminent and powerful in its strength. A free people breathing a sigh of freedom at last. Celestia raised a wing to silence her subjects.

Celestia:
‘Fellow Harmonians...
Let us be glad,
Let us be grateful!
Let us rejoicify that goodness could subdue
The wicked workings of You-Know-Who.
Isn't it nice to know
That good will conquer evil?
The truth we all believe'll by and by
Outlive a lie
For you and—'

Doors banged against the wall, interrupting Celestia’s speech. Murmurs were heard from the crowd as a lone figure crossed the threshold. Blood pooled underneath the figure’s cloak, trailing behind the creature walking toward Celestia. It stopped right in front of her, and ice-blue magic enclosed around the bloodied cloak. With a snap of the clasp, the creature ripped off its cloak. A mutilated Midnight Star stood in front of Celestia. Midnight pointed at Celestia and cried:
‘No one mourns the wicked. No one cries, ‘THEY WON'T RETURN!’’

Deep voice joined in and said,
‘No one lays a lily on their grave.’

Sombra stood beside his dead mate as they sang, he singing first:

‘Good stallions scorn the wicked!’
‘Through their lives, our foals will learn:’

Both:
‘What we miss
When we misbehave...’

Harmony came right behind the two and sang:

‘And goodness knows
The wicked's lives are lonely.
Goodness knows
The wicked die alone.
It just shows, when you're wicked
You're left only
On your own...’

All:
‘Yes, goodness knows
The wicked's lives are lonely.
Goodness knows
The wicked cry alone.
Nothing grows for the wicked.
They reap only
What they've sown...’

The crowd disappeared in a cloud of smoke, leaving Celestia to reason with the three angry beings who remained. Celestia noticed that Midnight’s coat was changing with every word, slowly, from ice blue to deep purple. Gashes disappearing, wings forming, until finally, Midnight wasn’t standing in front of her. Twilight was. All three Alicorns started to circle the one with the rainbow mane.

“Twilight?” whispered Celestia.

All:
‘No one mourns the wicked.
Now at last, she's dead and gone!
Now at last, there's so much joy throughout the land.
And
Goodness knows,
We know what goodness is.
Goodness knows
The wicked die alone.’

Twilight:
‘We died alone...’

“No, that’s not true. Why are you lying?! Get away from them!” Desperation clawed at Celestia as she watched raw hate and loathing fill her prized pupil’s countenance. Blood began to pour down the lilac pony’s face, stemming from those hate-filled eyes.

All:
‘Woe to those
Who spurn what goodnesses
They are shown.
No one mourns the wicked...’

“TWILIGHT, GET AWAY FROM THEM!” she yelled as more and more blood began to soak her face and then the ground. Celestia’s hooves were steeped in the blood of her student. Horror filled Celestia’s heart as the crimson reached her knees.

Sombra:
‘Good news!’

Twilight:
‘No one mourns the wicked!’

Harmony:
‘Good news!’

All:
‘No one mourns the wicked!’

They turned and pointed at Celestia, crying out:
‘Wicked!’

“NO! I am not wicked!”

‘Wicked!’

“NO! You are wrong!”

Harmony started to sprout branches on her body as she circled again around Celestia. Sombra started to slowly fade out. And Twilight trotted above the pooling blood.

“Wicked!” they cried over and over, while Celestia denied it all. Celestia was up to her chest in blood when Harmony released the rest of herself into the tree that held everything together (The Tree of Harmony) and Sombra went up in smoke. Twilight was the only one in the room with Celestia. Slowly her coat began to change from purple to blue, and back. When Twilight was blue her wings would disappear.

“Whose idea was it to kill the one who trusted you the most?” Twilight accused.

“I don’t know!” Celestia sobbed.

“LIES!” Midnight yelled, “You know whose it was! NOW ANWSER ME! Whose idea was it?!”

“Mine!” Celestia heart fell at this confession, “I thought it was the only way!”

“Then you are wicked.”
‘Yes, goodness knows
The wicked's lives are lonely.
Goodness knows
The wicked cry alone.
Nothing grows for the wicked.
They reap only
What they've sown...’
At this, Twilight turned and left.

Ω
“Twilight! Twilight, don’t go!” Celestia cried as she jumped out of bed. “Oh, bless Harmony, was it only a dream? It was a truly terrible one.” She looked out the window and raised the sun.

Comments

[Ryan_606]

Ain't No Rest for the Wicked

[Twilighted Rose]

So true

[Ray MorningLight]

10272176
WICKED is good ಥ‿ಥ

[Twilighted Rose]

10603802
Ikr!!!