Six Friends
Six Friends
Six friends learn about friendship
Six friends fight to live
Six friends love and tolerate
Six friends hate and kill
Six friends wield elements to save
Six friends wield weapons to kill
Six friends have everything
Six friends have nothing
Six friends have bright futures
Six friends with no hope
Six friends only know life
Six friends know only death
Six friends and ten thousand and one friends
Six friends and ten thousand and one enemies
Six friends and one mentor
Six friends and one nemesis
Six friends with everything to gain
Six friends with nothing to loose
Six friends, Twilight, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, Rarity, Fluttershy, Applejack
Six friends, Jake, Kyle, Alice, Sam, Leon, Mack
Hearts decorate the walls
Blood coats the walls
Fine silk rugs lie on the floor
Shell casings litter the floor
Quaint wagon
Makeshift 4x4 truck
Beautiful gowns and dresses
Rag-tag armor and insulation
Wood stone and marble
Metal iron and plastic
Love kindness and tolerance
Flesh blood and bone
Kindness
Heartless
Loyalty
fanaticism
Generosity
Tactician
Honesty
Suspicion
Magic
Cunning
Laughter
Anger
So different yet so alike
We're so different than you
We've changed so much
We wish it would all end for you
We wish it would all end for us
All we can do is watch and cry
All we can do is fight and scream
Maybe someday it will end
Maybe someday it will end
Six friends ignorant of hate
Six friends ignorant of love
Six friends Loving to save
Six friends Killing to live
Maybe the princesses can help
Maybe the army can help
You're not alone
We're on our own
We watch to your ignorance
No one will remember us
We will
All we do is kill
You can still make it
We're already dead
There's still a chance
Remember to aim for the head
Never give up
No one will save us
No don't do it
One last time kids
Don't
3
Please
2
Just wait
1
Please
Life goes on
Life goes on
Love lives on
Hate dies off
Six friends lost in time
Six friends immortal in time
Six friends are now seven
Six friends are now none
It only gets better
It only gets worse
Friends until the end
Friends until the end
Twilight dropped the quill, tears overflowing from her eyes. It had been a week since Princess Celestia had unveiled to the Element bearers a magic mirror which can peer into another world. What they had seen shook them all to the core. The mirror had since been hidden and locked away. The Princesses were working on a way to travel to the world they had seen. To try to end it's suffering. She'd seen six children, no older than nineteen, fight and die against a foe that couldn't be killed. They were overwhelmed by sheer numbers of... things. They had gone down fighting. They were so different that them, but Twilight couldn't help feel connected to them. They were all gone now, and Twilight had seen it all.
She fell backwards onto her backside, and started weeping uncontrollably.
“Twilight? Are you okay?” Spike asked softly as he entered her room. Twilight turned and gazed into his eyes. Spike saw her red puffed, bloodshot eyes quivering in woe. Spike sat down next to her and hugged her tightly. “It's okay Twilight. They're in a better place now. It's okay.” Spike cooed soflty.
“It's n-not f-f-fair Spike.” Twilight stammered in between sobs. “They were so y-young. W-W-We didn't e-even know who t-t-t-they were.” She cried, hugging Spike in return. Spike silently cried as he remembered what Twilight had told him a few hours ago. She had hardly talked all week. The same was true with the other elements.
“I know Twilight.” Spike said softly, more tears streaming out. “I know.”
Twilight cried into Spike's shoulder. She couldn't do anything to help. All she could do was sit there and watch. They had been so young, and they had adapted to their environment. They had forced their personalities to change. Their clothes. Their transportation. They had been so much more advanced than the ponies could ever imagine.
Twilight stood up, still crying, and slowly made her way to the dark poem on her desk. She slowly picked up the quill once more.
Six friends gone
But not forgotten
Twilight gently laid the quill back on the desk and backed away from the poem.
“T-Twilight?” Spike asked worriedly.
Twilight stared out the window near the desk. Bright moonlight streamed in, shining directly on Twilight. “I... I think everything will be okay Spike.” Twilight stated with quivering confidence. “We'll go to their world. And we'll stop those things. There are others there. Others that we can save.” Twilight said, fresh tears forming. “They didn't think so, but they aren't forgotten.” Twilight whispered. “Sam, Mack, Alice, Leon, Kyle, and Jake, the Elements of... The Elements of an unforgiving world. The lost Elements.” Twilight said shaking. “Gone... gone but not forgotten.
Spike walked over and embraced her once more. And there they sat, bathed in Luna's moonlight, sharing a moment the human children never got to experience. Twilight looked out towards the moon. It looked just like the moon the humans had stared at as thousands of monsters charged at them. The same moon that had illuminated the children's blood as it... “Gone, but not forgotten.” Twilight whispered. “Not forgotten.”
“C'mon Twilight. Let's go see Pinkie Pie. She'll know what can cheer you up.” Spike suggested.
Twilight gave a wry smile. “I already am.” She said, gazing up at Luna's beautiful moon. “Let's go.” She said, her voice picking up. “Everything is going to be okay I think.” She said simply.
“Let's see if Pinkie will throw a party.” Twilight suggested.
“Well, what kind of party Twilight?” Spike asked, trying anything to keep Twilight from dwelling on the poem... and the children.
Twilight smiled. “A party to celebrate our friendship and our love.” She said, tears brewing. But this time, they were tears of joy. Joy for what they had. And joy that maybe... just maybe, she could see the children in the life after. The life where life lives fully. Where there is no pain and sorrow. Where the children can finally be at peace.
Twilight gathered Spike on her back, and made her way to the door. The poem lay on her desk, lightly waving in the wind of the open window. The last relic of six friends. Six friends who were dragged into an un-winnable war, and whom lost their lives.
Six friends until the end
Gone but not forgotten
~The end