The war is coming, and six sisters much test their loyalties to themselves and their gods.
This is an alternate Equestria from the one you know, an Equestria where humans grew to be the dominant species. In this world, six sisters have grown up in the loving embrace of their father on a small cottage, away from the few dangers of the world. But when these sisters are choosen by the twin deities, Celestia and Luna, to become their preists, a rift is created between the six. This story follows the adventures of Twi, Shy, Jack, Dash, Rarity and Pinkie as they are slowly dipped into the centre of an upcoming war, the first war, between sun and moon. The sisters must take sides, but will they all choose the same loyalties, or will they decide to become the worst of enemies? No matter what, their choices will certainly change the fate of this new world. This is my first fanfic and its been a long time since i wrote anything and is very much a work in progress. Any constructive critism's would help me alot! Thanks, and i hope you enjoy.
"STOP CALLING ME RARITY!" The little girl screamed at the top of her lungs. The screach was aimed at her sister, who was manageing to distrupt her new dress drawing.
"Thats your new nickname! Because your such a rare 'little girl!" Her sister jeered sarcasticly. "Hope you like it!" The other girl was sitting atop the garden wall, giggleing at her sister bellow.The garden was biggest place on the family grounds, and an old brick wall encircled the grassy square.
"Whats YOUR new nickname then?!" The girl questioned "Uhhh... Dash! Cus' im as fast as, er, a thunderbolt!"
"I wouldent want a name like 'Dashhh' anyway... Rarity's much nicer!" The girl, who's new name seemed to be Rarity, huffed in frustration, and tried her best to ignore her sister whilst she continued to draw on a small peice of paper amongst the leaves of the garden with crayon and pencil.
"Whatch ya' drawin?" 'Dash' asked "i bet its something like a flower, or a dress!"
"No..." Rarity tried her best to hide her drawing away from her annoying sibling, when their other sisters joined them. In total, there were six sisters who lived in the cottage next to the chapel, all around 5-7 years old, and they spent most of their time, and lives so far, together. The other 4 sisters walked into the enclosed garden through an old iron gate, when Dash had an idea.
"Hey, me and 'Lady Rarity' here are coming up with nicknames! Mines Dash!" Rarity tried to protest, but Dash cut her off. "Do you guys want one?!"
"Oh, oh, oh, i do, i do!" One of the girls skipped her way up to the wall and looked up at Dash with big blue eyes. "Can mine be... Uh..." The girl glanced toward the little pink dress she was wearing, when the idea came to her. "I know! Pinkie! Call me Pinkie!"
"Pinkie...? Isn't that-" Dash was interupted immediatly by the excited little girl.
"YAY YAY YAY im Pinkie! Call me Pinkie from now on, ok?"
"Uhhh, fine... What about you sis'?" Dash pointed to the girl standing at the back of the garden, behind the others.
"Uh... Im fine, just call me by my name..."
"Nah, dont be a spoil sport! Well call you... Shy!" Shy seemed to squirm a little at this new name.
"I'd like it if you called me by my real name..." Shy said quietly, but one of the remaining 'un-named' sisters shouted over her.
"What a' bout me?"
"I dunno... What do you want?" Dash questioned her.
"Howa' bout... Jack!" Her sisters looked at her in suprise.
"Jack?! Isn't that a bit... Boy-ey?" Dash said, slightly mockingly.
"Nah' i like it! Kinda makes me sound cool!" Jack said, proudly.
"Well, that just leaves me it seems." The remaining little girl said as she stood in the centre of the garden, the grass and flowers all in a circle around her. Her other sisters stared at her curiously, all pondering an appropriate name.
"Smarty pants?" Dash suggested.
"How about Brainy head!" Pinkie sqeauled excitedly.
"No, and no. How about... Twilight?" The deciding sister said. "Its from a book i read! Its the-"
"Nice, i like it! Twi!" Dash exclaimed.
"No, Twilight." Twilight corrected her loud sister.
"I think Twi is mighty' better, er, Twilight." Jack said to her.
"But... I want Twilight."
"To much of a mouthfull, silly!" Pinkie said.
"Yhea, go with Twi." Dash demanded.
"NO, i want Twilight!"
"Uh, pick whatever name YOU want... but i think Twi is better..." Shy muttered.
"Even I think Twi is a much more pretty name!" Rarity agreed. From then on it was decided, amongst 5 of the girls, that their sister would be name Twi. They laughed and played in the garden for the remainder of the day, no doubt in their minds that these names would stick for as long as they lived.
Few things remained the same between the six little sisters in the years to come, but those names would stay, between just them, for eternity. It would not be long before all six would be changed forever, and go down in the pages of history for the part they would play in the upcoming tale, a tale of war, heroism and a rift made and broken between Equestria's sisters of fate.
It is said that before this world, there was nothing. A mere continuous strand of complete blankness that most people call 'the sea'. No light or dark and no sun or moon existed. But, it is also said, that amongst this nothing, two orbs of substance floated aimlessly, and for millions of years the two lifeforms remained apart, both unaware of each others existence. Both of these life forms were capable of thought, and they were both sad. They knew nothing more than what they knew then. They knew nothing of what was before, or what was to come. Without any other kind of feeling for millions of years, the two orbs were left to be lonely, with nothing but their thoughts and imaginings. Its was by the slightest chance that the two found eachother amongst the nothing. At first, the two orbs seemed curious of each other. Neither had experinced contact of any kind before. In time, for whatever reason, the two orbs decided to float together in the sea, and formed the first and strongest of freindships. Their warmth to each other caused the orbs to take form.
One orb formed into the most beautiful of women, her hair eradiated golden and her robes were woven from pure light. This lifeform was capable of creating light, and was forever known as Celestia.
The other orb took a different form and became that of a small girl, her long locks of raven hair resmebeld the blackest of nights and her robes consisted of woven darkness. This lifeform was capable of creating darkness, and was forever named Luna.
These lifeforms created an unbreakable bond and knew nothing else to call each other but sister. The two sisters were in such bliss at their freindship, they decided they wanted to create others to experince it with them. Both of them used their miraculous powers of light and dark alone in an attempt to create two more orb like lifeforms to join them. This resulted in the creation of the sun and the moon. The two sisters were proud of their creations as these orbs of light and dark gave the sea of nothing a shadow, and a reflection. In the end, the sisters decided to create one more orb by combining their powers. The thing they created from this combined effort, to them, was perfection. A new orb created of their endless imagination formed and was forever known as Equestria. The two sisters decided they would guide this new world on its own path and became it protectors and deities. The habitants of Equestria grew to take a form simular to the sisters, and made their world as the dieties wanted, in hapiness, love and freindship. In time, the dieties ceased to communicate with Equestria's inhabbitants and mearly watched from a distance to let the planet grow on its own. The humans, as they identified themselves as, were always greatful to the sisters and created temples of light and dark throughout the known world. The sisters were so happy and proud of their work, they decided that it was best to leave it be and mearly control Equestria's sun and moon. Celestia used her powers to pull the sun around the world, creating day on one half at a time, where Luna used her powers to pull the moon around Equestria, creating night for the other half.
...And so, Eqestria was forever happy, in the bliss of freindship and-"
"DIVE-BOMB!" Dash screamed as she jumped from her top bunk into the pile of pillows in the center of the small room.
"Dashie! Dont-" Her father tried his best to calm them to sleep everynight with that story, but it rarely worked. He mearly observed once again, as the room fell into anarchy. Three bunk beds stood against the walls of his daughter's room, and now all of the little sisters climbed out and down from them in a hurry to jump in with Dash. He smilled slightly as the girls laughed and played. Their father had relucantly taken to the names they invented for each other over a year ago, afterall, their orginal names were of Canterlot origin, and Celestia knows they were a mouthfull. He was quite proud of them for coming up with a simplier means at their young age, but he would never let them know that. By the time the father had snapped his attention back to his daughter's, they had started a pillow fight, and it took all of his effort and at least half an hour to put them back in their beds.
"Daaaaaady, can you read us another story? We promise well listen this time!" Pinkie groaned.
"No. I always try to read you a story but you always interupt-"
"But you always read the same story, the one about orbs and light." Shy said, comfortably in her bed.
"Its about light and dark, and you need to know how our world came into creation. I think its important to you girls at your age."
"But it's sooooooooooooo boring!" Dash moaned "Cant you read us the one about the Wonderbolts and their flying machines again?!"
"I wanna' hear the one about the farmer and her magic apples!" Jack stated. "That one's best i've ever heard!"
"No... The one with the cute animal's is better... Its got a nice song for us to-" Shy said, before being interupted by a loud squeak
"Yhea, the one about the aligator with no teeth! Its makes me giggle everytime!" Pinkie exclaimed
"I'd prefer it if we read the one about Sir Spike and the princess again..." Rarity requested.
"Twilight... Which do you want to read?" Until then Twilight had sat on the edge of her bed smiling. Her father had taken to calling her by the name she wanted, Twilight.
"I really dont mind daddy... all of those stories are really fun!"
"But there is one you want to hear in particular, isn't their?"
"Well..." Her father was proud of all of his children equaly, but Twilight's studies and growth were exceding his expectations. A brilliant mind was budding in this child of his. "I really would like to hear the story about Celestia and Luna again."
Her father smiled. As the other children began to protest, he turned to look out of the small, circular window he was next to, looking toward the stars. The moon seemed unusualy beautiful tonight, but Luna's habits were not easy to chart. Sometimes she would create beautiful skies for the world to enjoy, and on other nights she would pluck the stars out of the sky itself, leaving it blank and bare. He found himself glancing toward the chapel they lived next to. It wasn't a chapel at all in fact, but thats what people called it now days. The building was actualy of larger size than a chapel and made of stone. Nobody had been in there in years after it fell into ruin. He knew it wasent safe for him or his children and their mother would have agreed. He'd made it clear to the kids to never go near the place, and they knew the dangers there. He was happy that they wern't curious about the building, and his warnings had paid off. The place had been passed down to him by his father from his father, and probaly his father before that, and only his ancestors knew what was in there, before it was sealed off. A few minutes later his children seemed to lose their energy, and he caried and tucked them all into their beds. Before leaving the room be blew the candle by the doorway out and wished his beautiful angels a goodnight. Looking back to them brought a tear to his eye. They all reminded him so much of their mother...
As the door shut behind him, the room remained silent for a few minutes, until a hushed whisper shot through the air.
"Jack... We still doing this?" Dash whispered
"Er, yhea, if you still think you can make the jump sis'?"
"That jump? Please, our window is right next to its roof. Its like it was built for me to jump. And anyway, dident you get that wooden board from the cellar?"
"Yhea, but i-"
"What are you talkin' about?!" Dash and Jack screamed before they could muffel their cries with their hands. They listened out for their father before glaring at the sleepy eyed girl next to their bed. Pinkie stood next to their bunk with a candle in hand, illuminating her grinning face.
"Pinkie?!" Jack whisperd sharply. "What are you doing awake sis'?"
"What are YOU doing awake!"
"We havent got time for this!" Dash dived from her top bunk and landed in the perfectly placed pillows, winceing at the noise. "Lets go Jack!" Jack joined her sister by the window. The windows wodden frame had be sealed many years ago, and Dash struggled trying to open it.
"Budge, let me." Jack whisperd. Jack heaved silently with the window, but after much effort, it snapped open. The two sisters looked around the room cautiously, making sure their sisters werent woken by the noise, when they rememberd about Pinkie.
"Are you gonna stay quite about this Pinkie? We cant have dad knowing, you know how he gets when we go near that place..." Dash said.
"Daddy said its scarrrrrrry" Pinkie moaned "Why are you goin?" Pinkie asked, curiously.
"BECAUSE, the way we see it, its our house, right?" Jack whisperd.
"Uh, no, silly, this is our house!"
"SHHHHH!" Both Dash and Jack hushed their sister, and turned their attention back to the window. Dash poped her head out into the cool night air. Looking toward the edge of the chapel roof, and then looking down, Dash began to doubt she could make the jump. It seemed further than she rememberd it in the day...
"Well, you gonna do it?" Jack urged.
"Uhhh- arent you coming across too? You may aswell put the plank across..." Jack heaved the plank that she hid under her bed earlier over the gap. Securing the plank, she turned to Dash once again and nodded her head toward the window.
"Huh? Huh?"
"F-fine, im going..." Dash crawled her way across the plank, hugging it tightly, her eyes closed. Jack giggled to herself before crossing in a simular fashion.
The roof was a blanket of years old moss that led to a grand slope in the the chapels roof design. Only this small section was flat. What Dash and Jack planned to do after they got here was a mystery, even to them. Their father had given them warnings that kept them away in their younger years, but curiosity had gotten the better of them.
"So..." Jack whistled, staring off into the night sky. She was nervous. Throughout her life she had grown up with a fear of the dark. When she was younger, her father would keep a candel lit by her bedside, just for her.
"Over here!" Dash whisperd sharply. Dash was examining a section of the steep slope in the roof behind Jack.
"Watch ya' found sis?"
"This wood... Seems lose... If we could move it, maybe we could see inside!" Dash tugged at the wooden planks that covered the roof. The slope seemed to be covered in tiles, save this small square.
"Need ma' help again?" Jack whispered, grinning.
"Not this time!" Dash exclaimed as she suddenly yanked the board off. Placing the board to one side, she moved her head closer to the small hole, only wide enough to get a glimpse through. Both pairs of eyes sqeuzed up to the crack. The inner room was a musty black, and the sisters strugeld to make out shapes in the darkness. They could tell that the room was massive and must have took up most of the space of the chapel, but that was about it. "Hey, maybe if we moved-"
"DASH! JACK!" Twilight was at the window shouting to her troublesome siblings to come back. This made Dash and Jack panic and their sudden movements suddenly made a small section of the chapels already weak roof caved in.
Dash and Jack plumited down out of view, their voices echoing into the freshly ripped pit.
"DASH! JACK!" Twilight screamed. Pinkie had woke her earlier, explaining something about Dash and Jack being 'a silly kind of crazy'. She bolted speedily across the plank to the edge of the pit. Looking down over the verticle edge. She could barley see a thing. "Girls! Are you ok?!" Their was no response.
"Jack... Im... Scared... What..."
"I dont know... What... They are... Just stay..." Their voices echoed through the dusty air. The girls had landed and rolled along the stone floor, and were now cowering somewhere in the dark. In the deepness of the main hall of the chapel they could see something. Two pairs of glowing eyes that peirced the darkness, staring directly at them. At least this is what they thought. The eyes were not staring at them, they were busy staring into the children who had feel through their roof, courisly. The girls couldn't move, either through fear or some kind of spell. The girls just sat where they were, cowering in eachothers arms.
"GIRLS!" All of their sisters were on the roof now, screaming down the hole. "DASH!" "JACK!" The kids were to freightened to reply, their own eyes fixed on the ones glaring toward them.
"Im coming down!" Twilight had hastily fetched their rooms single candle and match and, clutching them in her fists, she jumped feet first into the pit.
"Wait for me!" Screamed Pinkie before hurtling herself downward.
"Im... Im really not sure about this Rarity... Im... It really doesent look..." Cried Shy, backing toward the window. Rarity grabbed Shy by the arm and stared her in the eye
"Our sisters are down there Shy!" Rarity shouted. Shy stared back for a while, uncertain of what to do, before nodding in fear. "We can do this..." Together, arm in arm, the remaining sisters took the final jump.
The dusty hall echoed with the tearful whimpers of Dash and Jack.
"Where are you?!" Twilight screamed.
"Do- dont look Dash..." she heard Jack cry. "Dont look..."
It was a relief to hear they were alive, but Jack sounded so scared. It was hard to pinpoint where the crying was coming from. The hall was much bigger than Twilight orignaly thought, the roof arching high above them. The hole was lucky enough to have opened on a lower section, saving them from serious injury. It wasn't long before Pinkie, Rairty and Shy plummited down after Twilight, landing safely behind her.
"Did you find them?" Rairty asked in a panic. "Are they ok?"
"I can hear them... Its just so dark in here-"
"Their... Pretty..." Pinkie interupted. Twilight frowned, ignoring her eccentric sister. She was busy fumbling with the candle and match she snatched from her room, when Pinkie skipped down further into the hall, into the darkness.
"Pinkie!" Rarity screamed. "Dont go!" Twilight jumped at the screaming and let the match slip from her fingers.
"Go after her!" Twilight turned to Raity and Shy. "Stay together. Im gonna get this match lit. When you see the candle, come back toward the light and we'll wait for daddy here." Raity nodded, but Shy whimperd.
"We cant leave you alone here Twi..." Twilight smiled. Shy was terrified, but she never stopped thinking of her freinds safety.
"Ill be fine sis. Just come back when you find them." Shy had little chance to argue when Rarity grabbed her by the arm again and ran into the darkness with her, following Pinkie's direction.
Twilight struggled on her knees, searching desperatly through dirt and debris from the roof, scraping her nails on the cold stone floor. She needed the candle light. She felt suffocated by the darkness around her, even the faintest of lights would give her the hope she needed to go on. She was practicaly blind, only the moon provided a circle of dim light through the rip in the roof. Her thoughts led to her father. He must have heard the crash of the roof, the screaming of his daughters. It wouldent be long before he worked out what had happend and come to their rescue, right? Anyone else might have waited for him in the first place, but that wasent the way these little girls would think. Theyd spent all of their lives together, barely a moment apart. They never went to school, their father taught them at home, so the knew no other freinds and never had much need to leave the grounds of their home. When one was in danger, the others would do anything in their power to help them. Her attention was drawn to the faint noise of giggleing, somewhere in the hall. She was sure it was Pinkie. Twilight had always known Pinkie for her 'randomnes' but at times like this, she knew something else must be wrong with her. "Found it!" She raised the small match up to make sure, before scraping it along the floor. Relief filled her heart - this was all she needed. She lifted herself from the ground, turning.
"Girls! Get back over-"
Thats when Twilight saw them. As she turned, she caught a terrifing glympse of two burning pairs of eyes in the distant dark. The girls werent alone. She wanted to scream, but couldent find her voice. Her head was pounding hard now. Twilight let the match and candle fall from her hands, her mind now fixated on the sight. As the lit match made contact with the floor, a new light appeared. A single line of magical light cut straight down the middle of the stone floor illuminating the room. The hall must, a long time ago, have been of grand arcitecture. Grand carvings and paint blissed the walls and ceiling, all old and faded. It was hard to belive the family had been living next to this amazing place all these years. Following the line of light across the floor led up a small set of stone steps to a raised part of the ground, and toward the source of the eyes.
At the end of the hall, on the left side of the line of light, stood an dazling golden statue. The statue was of a beautiful woman covered in shining robes her shoulder length hair equaly stunning. In her right hand, raised in the air, she was holding what appeared to be the sun in her palm. Her face was smiling and filled Twilight with a warmth, making all her fears dissapear for a moment. A warm golden fire burned in each of her eyes.
Standing opposite to this statue, on the right side of the line, stood another. This statue was smaller in size and made of silver. It dipicated a small girl with long locks of metal like hair resting in the curve of a cresent moon, her back to the other statue. Perched on the girls raised right hand was a raven. The girls face seemed sorrowfull and sad, a single silver tear running down her cheek. Its eyes burned a cold blueish light.
"Why are you so sad?" Pinkie was at the bottom of the the steps staring up at the silver girl. Pinkie was sobing, tears running freely down her face. "Why dont you smile..."
"Pinkie... Get away from it..." Twilight pleaded.
"But i want to make her smile, like the pretty lady is..." Pinkie burst into cries of sorrow and fell to her knees, cradleing her face in her hands.
Twilight snapped back to attention. Looking around for her other sisters, she spotted Jack and Dash. They were still cowering on the floor, heads buried in each other, refusing to look up. She could see they werent harmed, which made her feel a little safer. She was still catious of the place. She couldent shake the feeling that the statues were alive and watching them, waiting.
"Girls..." Twilight walked up to Jack and Dash placing her hands on their shivering shoulders. "I think its ok. You dont have to be scared anymore, were all here now." They looked up at her, tears streaming down their faces. Twilight gave them a reassuring smile, before looking around for Shy and Rarity. Rarity stood behind the sobbing Pinkie, whispering to her, trying to calm her down. Twilight could see that the silver statue had moved both of them somehow, as Rarity was also close to tears. Shy on the other hand was standing infront of the golden statue, looking up into the womans face. She was in a trance, smiling and laughing lightly.
"We are not to be feared. Please. Come to us."
The voice dident belong to the girls. Infact, it wasent a voice, but two voices speaking in perfect unison that boomed through the hall. Dash and Jack stood up from the floor, staring in amazement. They walked past Twilight, answering to their call. Twilight reached out to stop them.
"Please, we will not harm any of them. Why do you fear us?"
"You scared us... You scared us so much..." Twilight struggled to hold back tears, keeping her head down. She was the only one who seemed not to be entranced by the statues, but it was taking all of her effort not to look at them. "Who are you?! What do you want from us?!" Twilight demanded.
"We will not harm you. Come to us."
"Stop saying that! Your lying! Look at my sisters... Youve done something to them..."
"Twi... Its so beautiful... Come here..." Jack said. By now, Twilights five siblings had split appart. Pinkie, Rarity and Dash had moved infront of the silver statue and stared up at it with obssesion, whereas Jack and Shy were at the golden one.
"You know who we are, dont you?" It was true. She was trying to deny it, but they were just like from her fathers story.
"C-Celestia and Luna. But i dont understand... What do you want from us?"
"These objects we use - these statues - are needed to communicate with humans. They are conduits between us and Equestria. Its has been thousands of years since anyone has been able to use them. It takes a certain kind of human to use these conduits properly, a kind of human that hasent been chossen in centuries. We have chosen you, and your sisters, to speak with us. Do you need to know more, or shall we begin?" Twilight was so confused. She had so many questions. Why should they trust them? Why now? Begin what?
"Please... Trust us. Look into our eyes, and everything will be ok." Twilight slowly and reluctantly raised her head.
"You six have been chosen to pass our word throughout Equestria." The voices addressed every sister now. Twilight had fell into their trance, and now joined line alongside Shy and Jack, staring into the golden set of eyes. Twilight wondered again, why now? No one had heard directly from Celestia and Luna in tousands of years, or so her father said. "We feel this world needs our guidance again." The voices answered, as if reading Twilights mind. "Troublesome times lie ahead in the years to come. We have had visions of the end, an Equestria in ruin. What causes this remains uncertain." Twilight shivered a little at this. "Due to this, we have decided to make contact again, and you girls have been chossen."
"Chosen for what?" Twilight asked. "What exactly do you want us to do?"
There was a pause. "You suprise us, young one. Our past follwers would be deep under our spell at this point, yet you demand answers from us at will?"
"I-im sorry..."
"Please, it is fine. We respect your resilence to us." The little girl strugled not to beam with pride. "We would ask that you six become our emmisaries, our preists, if you will. We would ask that you travel through Equestria, passing on our words of faith for years to come. We will not force you, but we fear you girls may be the only ones who will be able to hear us at the present. There is something special about each of you, something that has given you all the ability to hear our voice-"
"Ill do it! Anything to make you smile!" Pinkie interupted, jumping happiliy in the air. Twilight was shocked. Not only was Pinkie speaking and jumping, she had just interupted a goddess.
"Another one who is able to resist us to a degree. This is good. We would now like to adress some of you personaly, if we have permission?"
Twilight was aware it was a dream she was in, but she dident care. She drifted happily in a slumber along with Shy and Jack.
"Girls, wake up." A soft voice whispered. The three sat up, wipeing sleep from their eyes, to find they were lying in the midst of the most beautiful medow they had ever seen. The sun cascaded over the green and glimering lakes and rivers could be seen in the distance. They had woken in the cool shade of a beautiful oak tree, and sitting with them was Celestia. Her eyes were a beautiful shade of pink, and her colorful hair was flowing magesticaly with the breeze. She was smiling that same warm smile from her statue. Twilight couldent help but think of her as a mother, one that had been absent during her entire life.
"M-mommy?" Muttering those words, it seemed Shy felt the same.
"Im sorry children, but i am not your mother." She embraced the girls in her arms, filling them with a motherly warmth like nothing they had felt in their lives. The three little girls wept into her for a while, before Celestia broke the hug.
"I have brought you here, to my world, to ask a favour of you all." She said, looking into their eyes. "Will you three be my preists of sun?" A lengthly pause followed. "Im sure you must have many questions, but please-"
"Yes!" Jack, Shy and Twilight all screamed at once. They dident care what it meant to be her preists. At this point, they would do anything that she asked of them. In their eyes, she WAS the mother they never had, even if they knew it not to be true. They all burst into laughter for a while. This was the happiest moment of the girls lives, and if being Celestias preists meant that they could speak with her again, they would lay down their lives for her.
"I am sorry girls but you must leave soon. The longer you remain here, the harder it is for me to keep up the spell." The girls looked to her, nearly close to tears. They dident want to leave. They wanted to stay, even if just for a moment longer.
"Jack, you are one of immense courage. I can see this in you heart and mind, and you must know that their is nothing in Equestria that can truely harm you. I bestow to you the element of honesty, the element that will guide you on your path."
"Shy, in you heart i see nothing but kindness. You care only for your freinds safety, even at the worst of times. I bestow to you the element of kindness."
"And Twilight. To you i bestow my own element, the element of magic. May it be that match you seek, when in the darkest of times." And with that, it felt like the girls were being pulled away, pulled back into the real world.
Pinkie, Dash and Rarity woke with a start. It felt they had woken unaturaly, as their eyes opened to the night sky still hanging above them. Thousands of stars glittered its surface, and commets shot across it like glimering fireworks. The rocky floor was hard and grey like the moon, but the girls dident care. They were so astonished by the spectacle, they hadent noticed the fourth little girl, sitting along side them. This girls hair was long and dark, and she was wearing elegant black and silver robes. She sat there silently for a while, watching the girls cew and gasp at her sky.
"It fills my heart with joy knowing that my skies are still looked upon." She lowered her head as the girls turned to face her, either in fear or humility.
"You made this? Its so beautiful..." Rarity said. Luna felt pride at this. She grew tired of her work with the night at times, but things like this kept her going. So much work went into the skies she made, and few people were ever awake to see them.
"I have brought you to my night world to make a request. You three girls seemed the most appropriate out of the six. I would request-"
"Hey, your the sad silver girl" Pinkie noted, interupting a goddess for the second time in a day. Luna lowered her head further. "Why are you sad... Doesent your sister make you happy?".
"Pinkie! Shes trying to speak to us." Dash silenced Pinkie at once. Luna never realised that she was depicated by mortals in this way, but it was true. It is said that it is Luna's tears that make the rain fall on Equestria, and no one knows why she is crying.
"I cannot let you children remain here for long, so please, listen. I am in need of moon preists once again on Equestria, and you three girls seem adiquate." Luna paused to let the girls think about the idea, when Pinkie jumped to her feet.
"Why ofcource i will, silly! Im not really sure what a 'moon preist' is, but i really want to make you smile!" Luna was taken aback by this. Never had a mortal acted so informal to her, and never had one showed her such unrestrained kindness. Rarity looked toward Dash. Both smiling, they nodded in agreement.
"It is settled then..." Luna stedied her thoughts before continuing.
"Rarity, in you i see a need to help other mortals. To you, i bestow the element of generosity. May it guide your pure heart on its path."
"Dash, in you i see a feirce loyalty to your freinds and family. To you, i bestow the element of loyalty, a beacon of hope, that may help you and your freinds in times of need."
"Yay presents! What do i get?!" Pinkie squeled at great speed. Luna smiled slightly. "Was that a smile i saw?" Pinkie and the girls were giggleing, when Luna spoke again.
"Pinkie... i dont need to look into you to know what element is yours. To you, i bestow the element of laughter. May you help others in their times of need."
With that, Luna looked up at them for the first time. Her purple eyes were full of tears, but she was smiling with warmth. "Thank you".
"Girls! Are you in there?! Are you ok?!" Its was the faint sound of their fathers voice that woke the children from their lengthly slumber. He was throwing himself at the sealed wooden doors at the front of the chapel, when Twilight responded.
"Its ok daddy... Were fine." She looked around the hall once again. The line of magic in the floor remained, but the glow of the statues eyes were gone. Something tugged around her neck. Curiously, she raised it toward the light. On a string around her neck was a small shard like crystal that glew faintly.
"This is pretty!" Pinkie's voice startled Twilight. She was standing now, looking into a simular looking crystal. She let the crystal fall loose around her neck before shouting "Thank you miss Luna!" Everyone of the sisters found they had recived a crystal, something they could only assume were the elements the twins spoke of. None of them knew what they meant or did, but they dident care. They were gifts from their new freinds, and thats all that mattered, in the moment.
Their father ran and bashed his shoulder against the door again and again. It was pooring with rain, and dawn was approaching, but he dident stop to watch the sun rise. It wasent long before the girls father had made his way through the door. Sprinting into the hall, he screamed at his children.
"Are you ok?!" Twilight turned to face him. He was suprised to see her smiling warmly, fresh tears streaming down her face.
Its had been 15 blissfully long years since the girls had made first contact with Celestia and Luna, and the chapel had undergone massive changes. Celestia explained to her that this site was special, as it was the last shrine of its kind in Equestria. Twilight admired the new wall paintings Rarity had made as she entered through the main doors, faint stars that covered the right side of the entrance. Though she had painted rays of sun on the left, Twilight knew that Rarity enjoyed painting the night much more. The chapel was now more like a cathedral after a lengthly size expansion, and roof repair. Stone pillars now supported this massive decorated roof and row upon row of carved oak pews linned the once empty hall. Normaly, on a day like this, these pews would be full of hundreds of people, praying at the daily mass, but the chapel was closed from public today. Its was rare that they ever had to close, but tonight the girls needed the chapel to themselves, as ordered by Celestia and Luna. Twilight smiled at earlier memories. They were scared little children back then, not knowing what they had stumbled upon, but now they were full grown adults. They had undergone massive changes, just like their home. Twilight had just returned from a lengthly travel, and she was worn and tired, eager to get a nap before the night begun. Celestia had requested that she travel to a small farming village, somewhere off the road to Canterlot, and it was quite a journey. She had undertaken hundreds of journeys like this for her master in the past years, spreading the word of Equestria's sun goddess.
"Up here Twi!" Twilight looked upward to find Rarity standing upon a massive set of scafholding, looking down on her. She had begun work on her new ceiling painting a couple of days ago, and she wore a blue work overall covered in flecks of paint. "Its so good to see you again dear!" She shouted down. She carefully made her way down a ladder, and ran Twilight into a hug. "Its been months!" Twilight smiled and returned the hug. Rarity had changed much since she'd last seen her. She had grown into quite the beautiful young woman, her shoulder length hair was an astonishing colour of purple and was well looked after.
"I know. Your looking well sister." Rarity gave her a reasuring smile.
"I know this is a sad ocation Twi, but its good to see you again, all the same." Twilight sighed and nodded.
Before leaving the room, Twilight paid her respects to Celestia at her statue, then continued her way out the back of the main hall into the gardens. The back of the chapel was nothing but a tip when they first came here, but now it bosted an amazing array of colourful flowers and trees. Usualy most of her sisters spent their free time here, but she could only see Shy and Jack tending to crops and flowers today.
"Hey girls." Twilight said, smiling.
"Twi... Its good to see you again." Jack greeted Twilight, standing from her work. Jack was wearing work overalls, simular to Rarity's, covered in dirt and soil. Her hair was short and golden, but Jack clearly dident care for grooming herself, as it was equaly covered in soil from the ground, as was her face. Twilight grinned at this.
"You look like youve been digging with your head sis." Jack grinned and laughed, before bringing Twilight into a hug.
"H-hello Twi..." Shy stood to join them. Her locks of clean blonde hair were tied in a small pink bow, and her face was warm and smiling.
"Hey Shy... Its good to see you again. Im sorry girls, but i really need to rest before..." Twilight forced herself to stop there. The three of them broke eye contact, and Shy was trying to hide that she was close to tears.
"We understand sis". Jack gave her a reasuring smile and squeezed her shoulder. "Just head up to the house, your beds already made." Twilight smiled and thanked them before walking away.
"Oh, and Twi..." Jack ran after her. "If you see Pinkie... Just dont be expecting a warm greet sis. Shes taken the news so hard, shes not speaking to anyone. Dash and Rarity said that Luna's tryin' her best to help her, but i dont know what she can do..."
Twilight was trying to distract her mind during the walk, taking in the beautiful scenery their home now had to offer. From the gardens their new house took a small walk up a grassy hill and large trees caught and divided the suns rays across its cobbled path with their autum leaves. The old cottage and grounds had been demolished and built over, something that saddened Twilight depply, but they couldent keep their home next to the chapel after so many people began to show up and they needed to expand. Before she knew it, Twilight stood at the white wooden door which led to the kitchen. Inside, Dash sat at an old table, her face in her hands, crying heavily. When she heard someone coming, she franticly tried her best to wipe away the tears with a hankerchief. As Twilight entered, she turned her head away.
"Dash! Its been so long..." Twilight could see she had been crying, her light cyan blue hair was in a mess around her shoulders, and tear drops covered the table top.
"Uh- I-i gotta run sis, got a delivery to make t- to town, cant stay. Good to see you again." With that, Dash ran past Twilight and out of the door. Twilight sighed and slowly made her way upstairs, to her room. She curled up in her soft warm bed immediately, crying silently into a pillow before drifting off. She got the news whilst she was on the road, and this is the first time alone she had had to reflect on it. She needed her rest, because tonight was her fathers funeral, and the worst day of her life.
"Pinkie... Please, speak to me." Pinkie sprung awake at the soft words, her head pounding. At first she wondered where she was, where was her daddy, why hadent he read her a story before bed? Then she remembered. She looked up into the beautiful night sky. It did nothing for her heart, and mearly brought back memories of her fist time here. She was so amazed back then, back when things were simple, back when her daddy was there to rescue her. All of the children had grown accustomed to traveling to Celestia and Luna's realms for when they needed to speak to their masters privatly or personaly. In the real world, they would appear to be in a deep slumber. Pinkie turned her head to face Luna once again. Luna was shocked, slightly. Never in these long years had she seen Pinkie like this. Pinkies usualy fluffy pink hair had fallan into a straight mess, and her beautiful blue eyes were no longer full of that childish joy. Pinkie mearly stared into the little girls eyes. Luna may be a diety, but she was still a child, still the same form she had chosen those millions of years ago. And, like a child, she was scared, but she refused to show it.
"Pinkie... Its saddens me so much to see you like this. Please, in these years i have become your freind. You have helped me to smile in the past." It was true. Pinkie often danced around Luna's silver statue, singing and jokeing, anything she could do to try and make her smile, and it often worked. "Now let me help you. Please, speak to me..." Luna repeated. It was hopeless. Pinkie just looked at her, then to the grey dusty floor. Luna nearly gave up, when Pinkie finaly spoke.
"You never answered me..." Luna frowned. "You never did tell me why you were so sad... Did you lose your daddy?" Pinkie never ceased to amaze Luna. Though she had grown into a smart and beautiful young woman, she had never managed to lose that inner child of hers.
"I... Pinkie, i have never had a father. Celestia is my only family, and when im sad..." Luna stopped there. She never wanted to tell anyone of her recentment toward her sister, but it was becoming harder and harder as the girls grew up to hide it. But, like she noted earlier, Pinkie was smart.
"Its her isent it? Its Celestia. She makes you sad." Pinkie looked up at Luna, her eyes were a mix of anger and sorrow. "Why?!"
"Pinkie, its nothing like that..." She paused. "You have a funeral to attend Pinkie, and you know i struggle to keep you here. Join your sisters. They know what you are going through. They can help." With that, it felt like Pinkie was being pulled away, away from Luna and her night world once again.
The six sisters stood in a circle, linking hands. All of them were sobbing lightly, except Pinkie. She was incredibly sad for her father, but she could shed no tears. They were muttering prayers and hyms out in the garden, the soft melody of their voices spreading across the grounds. They had buried their father beneath them, and a small marble grave marked the spot, illuminated in moonlight. Eched on its surface it mearly stated, as he requested before his death, "Loving father of the six most beautiful little girls in the world".
As they cried and sobbed, rain started falling heavily around them. Luna was crying with them.
The sky never ceased to astonish the little girl on nights like this. She sat on her porch, staring upward with wonder. She often did this. It helped to drown out the sounds of her family shouting in the house behind her.
"She does nothing but day dream!" Her father screamed, as if she couldent hear him. "The order needs to be filled by the end of the week, and i watch her, day in, day out, just standing there! She barely even lifts the damn pick!" He was shouting at her mother, who ran into her room, slamming the door shut behind her.
Mary, or 'Mare' as most people called her, lived on a small rock farm, just on the outskirts of the Everfree forest. The daunting trees loomed over the farm, and she had lived in its shadow for all of her life. Most people feared the place and her family for living so close. Other kids who came near the farm often threw rocks and stones at the house, shouting insults at her and her family. They dident understand that there was nothing wrong with the forest, and she actualy quite liked it. Sometimes, if she listened hard enough, she could hear the singing of birds from deep within its leaves.
Her attention was drawn by something, something moving slowly in the sky. A small, bright light was slowly getting bigger. At first she thought nothing of it. She often saw comets on nights like this. Her father said they were a gift from Luna, something he had heard from one of the famous moon preists when he made his travels to the grand chapel. She stood, squinting her eyes. The comet was beginning to get way to big for her comfort.
Suddenly if flew down over the Everfree forest, setting trees ablaze. Her eyes widened as it crashed into the ground, causing a massive firy explosion. This was no mere comet.
Mary's father sprinted out on to the porch just in time to see his child dissapear, into the Everfree forest.
Screaming, burning and falling. This was all the tourtered soul had known for a thousand years, and now was the time for it to end. As the creature crashed into the ground, it let out a shrill screach of agony that could be heard for miles around. It lay there in its burning crater, howling and screaming until the fire had dimmed out. Exausted, it made no effort to move. It had concentrated its energy for all that time, keeping itself alive in the coldness of space, and now it all seemed for nothing. Its lifeforce was burning out, and it wouldent be long before the creature died out completly. It cursed its rotten luck. If only it had landed in a populated area it would have been able to feed and save itself. Now, after all these long years, it seemed that it would never have the revenge it had been craving for ten centuries...
The creatures body resembeled a human beings somewhat, but burned and charred, a mear husk of its former self. It nearly gave up, closing its eyes and awaiting the release of death, when its attention was brought to a small face, peering over the edge of its crater.
"W-wha..." Mary couldent speak. It was still breathing! What on Equestria had she found?! She was barely capable of containing her excitment. Nothing cool ever happened on the farm. Mary forced herself to concentrate, and leaned in further to the crater, desperate for a closer look. Suddenly, the thing shot up at her, its eyes were a bloody shade of red. It clamped its hand around her neck, and roared into her face.
"Dinner time!"
A few minutes later, the creature heaved itself from the crater, still struggeling with movement. "Uhhh..." it burped, staring down at its new form. It felt weird moving again, especialy in a little body like this. It struggled uneasily onto its feet. The creature steadied itself as it learned to walk again, like an infant. Satisfied that it had mastered the art of walking, it did a little victory dance, before looking to the sky.
"Soon Luna, you, and your sister, will know the meaning of pain."
"By Celestia! Mary!" Mary's father had ran after her, and now looked upon the back of his child with tearfull eyes. Mary turned to face him, and he was shocked to see her grinning.
"Lets go home daddy! I want to meet the family!" the child giggled.
A month had done nothing to ease the pain. Twilight sat at her fathers grave once again, speaking aloud, sure that her father was listening somewhere. She was shivering in the cold air, but she dident mind.
"Pinkies still not speaking to anyone daddy..." Twilight muttered faintly.
It was Pinkie who had found their father that fateful morning. Shed wandered into his room, carrying a tray full of his breakfest, smiling broadly. When she noticed his pale face, she screamed, the tray smashing to the floor. She hadent spoken to any of the other girls since.
"I cant imagine what she felt..." Twilight sighed. All of the girls were taking their fathers death hard. He wasent old enough to have died of age. They dident understand why he was taken from them...
"Twi?" Shy stood over her, wearing her butterfly paterned night gown and hat. Twilight smiled slightly when she saw her childish bunny slippers. "Its late Twi... You need to get some sleep..." she said, softly. Twilight wiped tears from her eyes and stood, smiling.
"I know. Thanks sis."
The strange little girl attempted to climb the tree once again, in the same shambolic manner it had used the first two attempts.
"Curse this body!" It would be a while until the creatures powers restored to their full potential, so it was stuck in this small body for the time being. It dident help that everyone it met along the road to the chapel was so freindly. The creature seemed to feed of negative engergies, so when people were so helpfull to it, it felt extreamly uncomfortable.
"I-is somebody there?" A quiet womans voice asked.
The girl held her breath, eyes wide, clinging to the tree for her life. The voice had come from the path on the other side.
"Ha, its just the wind Shy!" Another voice giggled. The creature frowned. Why were they here at this time? Wasent the old site abandoned still? The creature peered its head around the tree, watching two young women walk away. They were wearing P-J's! It quickly shuffled its way up the tree, perching its small body on a long branch. It continued to watch the women through the leaves like a gargoyle, its eyes following them until they reached a big wooden house.
Realisation dawned upon the creature as its eyes darted the small distance between the chapel and the house. These were Celestia and Luna's new preists, ofcource!
"Heh, they couldent be as bad as the last ones..." the creature sniggered, sure to keep its voice low this time. It had been a thousand years afterall, the goddesses were bound to have found some replacements.
The thing sat in the same position until dawn, never blinking, its eyes always fixed on the house. In this time, it had come up with a plan. Its powers may be limited, but it was still capable of creating some mischief still. Just a little, enough to kick start its energies, then the fun would really begin.
The girl grinned to itself when another woman came sprinting out of the house, down the road that ran past her. This woman wasent one of the ones it saw last night. She had cyan blue hair and a small cloth bag was wrapped around her waist.
Dash cursed herself for sleeping in too late, again. It was still dark, but the sun was beginning to spread across the sky. It was her duty to make the deliveries each and every morning, no exceptions. As she sprinted her way down the path, a small voice threw her off.
"Uhmm, excuse me lady..."
"Whoa!" Dash crashed to the floor, the contents of her bag flew everywhere. The apples spilled across the cobbled road, and a little girl stepped foward to pick one up. Dash looked up at her, eyes blazing. The girl was wearing a torn pair of grey shorts and a small set of ruined cloth work overalls over her dirty shirt. Her feet were bare and cut, and her eyes looked sore and tired. The girl lifted the apple to her mouth, munching on it hastily.
"Hey! We need to trade with them!" Dash screamed. She instantly regretted shouting at the little girl when she cowered and whimpered.
"S-sorry... Im so hungry..." The girl burst into tears and feel to her knees. Dash wasent sure what to do. Never has anyone managed to wander on to the back of cathedrals grounds before, as they were off limits to anyone other than the girls. Dash picked up one of the apples and kneeled down.
"Look, uh, im sorry for shouting... Here." Dash offered the apple, smiling.
"OOOOOOOW!" The girl clentched her head in pain. The creature had to turn things around before this kindness became unbearable. She looked up at the frowning woman. "Uhh - i meen, thank you...". She took the apple, slowly munching on it this time, and did her best to hide her discomfort when Dash smiled warmly.
"Now, do you want to tell me your name?" Dash asked. The creature sighed lightly. This was going to take a while.
"She explained that her family had disapeared from her home when she got in" Dash was sitting with Rarity and Shy at the kitchen table. The kid she found said her name was Dizzy, and shed spent the last three days wandering the countryside. "She was desperate for food... Its a good thing i found her when i did."
"What did you do with her?" Rarity asked.
"Well shes sleeping in my room right now..."
The creatures head was pounding. Not only had the women offered her food, drink, and a warm bed for the night, theyd done so whilst asking as many questions as possible and it was forced to answer a sad set of lies, making the women feel even more sorry for her. The creature sat on the edge of the bed, her hands clutched around its small head in pure agony. This whole place irradiated kindness and freindship, but she had to put up with it. It was all part of the plan.
The creature reflected on the past couple of days. Crashing in that forest nearly proved deadly. If this girl haddent been so curious, it would have certainly died. Jumping from body to body was like childs play, even in its weak state. What it really missed was its old body, its age old orginal form, but it was sure it would return to it soon.
Twilight sighed once more. She had been staring at the empty page for the best part of an hour now. It was Rarity who had suggested writing a journal, and Twilight liked the idea, but now she had no idea what to write, except the date.
"Just write Twilight, write!" She shouted at herself.
Nothing happened.
Another thirty minutes passed, and Twilight was beginning to fall asleep, her head resting on the candle lit bedroom desk. She needed this distraction, she told herself. Her fathers death was still fresh in her mind, and this would do some her some good to get her mind off it. It had to. She heaved her face from the desk, forcing herself to stay awake. She had to write something before the night was out.
Dear diary
Twilight frowned and scribbled the words out with her quill. She wasent a child anymore, she couldent call this a diary. Dipping her quill into her ink pot once more, she started again.
Dear journal
Much better, she thought to herself.
Today is my first day with this journal, and im not quite sure what to write. I plan on keeping this journal with me for years to come, so i better start thinking now right?
Twilight frowned again. What was she doing? Theres no need to act like this book was her freind, it was just a distraction. She would just write about the past couple of days, then go to bed.
Dizzy's been staying with us for five days and nights now. When Dash found her on the road outside, she was nearly starved to death. We had to take her in, despite her objections. She seems so uncomfortable around us, its weird, but she will stay with us until she is ready to leave. I cant help but feel sorry for her. She told us that she was out picking food from a forest near her home, and when she returned her family had left. They just abandonned her. She wandered the countryside for days with no food or water. Why haddent anyone helped her? Thank Celestia she stumbeld across us. Weve entrusted her to walk freely around the grounds during her stay, afterall shes just a little girl, she's harmless.
Pinkie's barely been seen in days. She's around the grounds im sure, but we just dont know where she goes. We see her get up in the morning, and come home at night. People are beggining to ask where she is at mass. Luna speaks to her regularly according to Rarity and Dash, trying to help her in anyway she can.
Still... Im so worried about her...
Twilight sighed heavily and closed the book. The cover was a soft red material, the symbol of a small baby-like dragon pressed into its surface in gold. She smiled at the symbol. Whoever said dragons have to be scary?
That would do for the night, she told herself. She walked to her bed, curling up in its warm covers, falling asleep almost instantly.
Pinkie sat atop the chapel roof, staring at her freezing breath as it left her mouth. The night air was the coldest she had ever known it to be, but she dident care. The sky was beautiful tonight, thousands of stars shone down on her, and she wouldent miss it for the world. Normaly, she would be grinning like a child at this, but her fathers death had stopped her from any smiling in days.
It dident matter how old she was. She was a little girl who still needed her daddy...
She looked to the ground, tears filling her eyes once more. Her eyes glanced towards one of the old gardens, one of the few things that remained of the original houses grounds. 15 years ago, her bedroom window would have opened up right over its wall. It was in this garden that she spent most of her time when she was a little girl. Childhood memories flooded back into her head. Dancing and playing with her sisters, helping her daddy with the flowers, coming up with her nickname. Pinkie. It had been to long since shed worn a nice pink dress.
The strange girl named Dizzy looked up at the woman, grinning wikedly. She could see that Pinkies eyes were filled with sorrow as she looked down at the ground. Dizzy followed her line of sight to a small garden, enclosed by an old brick wall. She waited in the shadow of the chapel, staring up at Pinkie for what felt like hours until she decided to move. Dizzy was suprised to watch her jump majesticaly down from the roof tiles. Dizzy had rarely seen this sister around the grounds. She noted to keep more of an eye on this one.
The creature was able to read emotions brilliantly. Afterall, it was these emotions that it fed on, that it gained its life force from, and it needed to feed again soon. It could tell that the small garden Pinkie had made her way into was of great importance to her.
The creature grinned again as a plan began to form in its twisted mind. For the first time in five long days, the creature had the chance to create a little discord.
Tears streamed freely down Pinkies face as she looked around the old garden. She could remember so many happy memories just from looking. They were so clear in her mind...
"Daddy!"
"Yes darli-"
Pinkie tipped the contents of her watering can over her suprised fathers face. She giggled and cried with laughter as he turned to face her, his hair dripping down over him.
"Why you!" her father lifted his own watering can and threw it over his mischevious little daughter.
Pinkie squeeled with joy as her father lifted her into the air, spinning her in circles around the garden.
"Yaaay!"
"Pinkie?"
"What daddy?!"
"Seriously woman, wake up."
...Pinkie opened her eyes to find she had fallen asleep in the soft grass of the garden, and she had been dreaming.
"Oh, Pinkie?!"
Her eyes struggled to make out a small shape standing infront of her, about the size of a small child. Suddenly whoever was standing there grabbed her by the throat and lifted her into the air. Was she still dreaming? it felt so real as the night air rushed across her face. It was so dark, she could barely see a thing.
"Sorry darling... But i need to borrow your body for a while. Nothing personal. Ill give it back to you as soon as possible, pinkie promise."
Pinkie gasped for air as the hand clutched tighter. From what she could tell, it was a childs hand, but that couldent be right. Whoever had woken her was montrously strong.
"Your my most favourite annoying sister afterall!"
"D..." Her mind was racing as she recognised the girlish voice. She barely knew the girl, but it was easy to remember a voice like hers. "Dizzy?!"
"Haha... Bingo!"
Pinkie screamed as she bolted upright, the bright light of the sun gleaming down into her squinting eyes. She looked around to find herself outside, leaning against the chapels stone wall. Sighing with relief, she realised she had fallen asleep here, somehow. Frowning, she could remember having a nightmare, but she couldent remember the details.
Then she noticed the strange heat. Frowning, she turned to face the direction of the old garden. As her eyes ajusted to the bright light, she realised with a gasp that it wasent the sun shining over her, it was still the midst of night.
The old garden had been set ablaze, its firey heat was dangerously close to Pinkie. She bolted to her feet, looking around desparetly for something, anything, she could use to put the fire out, but it was no use. She could only watch as her fathers work burned, its grass, leaves and flowers turning to ash.
She fell to her knees. At this point, she dident care if the fire completly swallowed her. She was so confused, but she knew this wasent a dream. She could feel it on her face, in her hands. What had done this?
She lifted her sore hands to the light. They were covered in recent burns and scrapes.
...Had she done this?
"Someone get her out of here!" Jack screamed. She'd gotten out of bed earlier to get a glass of water from the kitchen, when she noticed the fire out of the window. Pinkie was sat on her kness, dangerously close to the raging fire. Rarity and Shy lifted Pinkie to her feet, her arms over their shoulders, and carried her in a rush back to the house. Her head was hung low, her face hidden behind her long ruffeld hair. Dash, Twi and Jack worked for hours trying to extinguish the flamed with buckets of water, but they all knew the garden couldent be saved.
The creature was loving every second of the spectacle. It sat on a distant hillside, a small telescope pressed against its eye. It could see everything so clearly over the grassy fields that surrounded the chapel grounds. This was everything it needed and more. It laughed with manical delight as the girls desparetly tried to extingush the flames it had created.
"Put your back into it! HAHAHA!" It howled, mokingly into the night.
And the best bit about it? It had sewn the seeds of mistrust into the minds of the preists. It knew that all of Equestria followed their every word like sheep to the herder. It had often sat in the chapel during mass, watching in amazement as thousands of people apllauded the six sisters for 'spreading the word', whatever that even means nowdays. All it had to do was create a rift, and tonight it had achived just that. They would accuse Pinkie of setting the garden ablaze, they had to. They would hate her for what she's done. Its plan for the end of the world was comming into fruitation, and this was the first step.
It glanced down from the telescope at its small body. Though it had taken Pinkies whilst it lit the fire, it had to jump back into this girls once it had finished. All this body jumping gave it a headache, but it must remain in this body, just for a little longer. It had sewn its seeds in team Luna, now it was time to mess with Celestia's girls.
The creature mused over its options. It had three sisters to choice from:
Jack: Heastrong and, well, strong. If, by the slightest possiblity the creature was caught, this was not the sister it wanted to mess with. It couldent risk it.
Shy: There wasent much it could get from this one. She was so fragile, it was rediculous.
Twilight: Now, this one it had been keeping an eye on. She seemed to have the strongest connection with the godesses. She also seemed to be the overal leader of the group.
The creature had made its decision, but first it had a plan to create. It leaned back in the grass, brainstorming ideas in its sick mind, whilst the girls still struggled with its fire in the distance.
It dropped the telescope on the ground next to it, and with a flick of its little fingers, it disapeared into a cloud of black smoke. The creature grinned proudly to itself. Its powers were returning after 1000 years. Shouldent be long now, the creature thought to itself. Just a little more chaos and even more of its powers would be restored.
Pinkie sat at the kitchen table, her face buried in her arms. She shuddered lightly with each breath, but made no noise.
Shy and Rarity were standing at the other side of the table, looking at their sister silently. There wasent much to say. Shy was close to tears but Rarity was managing to keep her composure, barely.
"Pinkie..." She muttered silently. There was no response.
Jack, Rarity and Dash joined them a few minutes later. Their faces were covered in ash and their eyes were watering, either from sorrow at the loss of the garden, or from the intense heat of the blaze.
The creature followed close behind Jack, Rarity and Dash as they silently made their way up the road to their house. They were irradiating sadness and hate, and it was basking in it. After they entered the house through the kitchen door, it stood silently outside.
Dizzy pressed her ears up against the white door, desperatly trying to hear sounds of shouting or crying. Any second now, she thought to herself...
There were none. She frowned. Surely by now they would be screaming at Pinkie for the terrible thing she had done. She waited a few more minutes. Still, no sounds. What was going on? Had they left the kitchen? She was sure she could see their shadows under the door. She stood from her kneeling position, regained her composture, and entered the kitchen.
"Uh, girls, whats happe-"
The creature couldent belive its eyes. This wasent possible. It had burned their family memories to the ground and framed one of their own perfectly. How could they be doing this?
It could only watch in agony as her sisters surrounded Pinkie in a warm and loving embrace, each of the crying softly as they placed their hands on her shoulders and brought her into a big hug.
"Whatever happened Pinkie, we dont blame you."
No.
"Yhea sis'. It wasent you, whatever you say."
No.
"We all love you Pinkie, no matter what."
NO!
Dizzy backed out of the doorway, tripping and falling into the dust of the ground as she wandered blindly. No. This wasent happening. There was no way! She lifted herself from the ground, sprinting away into the night.
It had all been ruined! Was there nothing it could do to break these sisters appart?
...no.
Dear Journal
Tonight, something tragic happened. The old garden, where we spent most of our time together when we were kids, has been burned to the ground. What happened exactly, we cant be sure. Pinkie keeps saying its her fault, that she did it. But nothing she says can convince me it was her. She loved that place more than any of us. Our daddy built it with his own hands. She couldent have done anything like this.
She is my sister. No matter what, i love her.
- Twilight
"No, no, no, no, NO!" Dizzy screamed again and again. Dawn was breaking, and for the whole night she had been pacing back and forth around the grassy countryside.
This was just a setback, the creature kept telling itself. There was no way that the sisters could best it. They could not stop it from having its revenge.
Enough. It was tired of this childs body. It wanted to move on, move back into its orginal form. It could do it right now, pull itself from this tiny body like blood from a wound... but it could not yet. True, after it burned the garden down it had gained enough power to do so from the emotions of the women. It needed a new plan first though, and it would use this disguise just a little longer.
"Ill just have to take the gloves off it seems..."
Dizzy grinned wickedly as she turned to face the sisters house. The sun was beginning to rise over it, and it wouldent be long before Dash would begin to make her way to town.
Everything would continue as planned. Nothing had changed. Twilight was still the target.
