Mom was pacing back and forth in her living room frantically, deep in thought and trying to think of something that would return my memory to normal. Old photo albums filled with pictures of Me, Mom, Dad, my younger brother and sister. Dad was wondering what was causing Mom such distress, but his answer quickly came clear when he saw the photos.

“Are all the photos like this?” He asked Mom.

“I…I just don’t know what to do.” Mom answered, “Every photo of him has been replaced by what he’s turned into. Something is messing with his mind I know it is…”

“Well you heard the doctors, they’ve done all they can and they’ve said his personality hasn’t changed.” Dad stated, “So that’s something right?”

“Everything is steadily getting worse and worse,” Mom continued, “Who knows when it’ll happen to Nathan and Ellen, or to us for that matter! What happens then Kevin? This is going to happen to us sooner or later!” They were both interrupted my knocking upon the front door, Mom got up and answered it.

“Ah Doctor Raines, thank goodness tell me you have some good news.” Mom pleaded. Cillen was lead into my mother’s living room and took a seat.

“Well.” He started, “I do have some good news and some bad news.”

“…Tell me the bad news first Doctor.” Mom asked, a sad expression gracing her features.

“I’m sorry but there is no way to reverse the changes to your daughter’s memories, she’ll have those memories for the rest of her life. As far as she’s concerned that is how she’ll remember her life.” Cillen explained.

“Hang on.” Dad interrupted, “If that’s the bad news, what’s the good news then? You’ve just said you can’t do a damn thing.”

“Well, for one your son’s memories before the change are still there ingrained amongst the ones that have changed. Something in the past must have happened to him that has imprinted itself to the point it became a core part of his personality.” Cillen explained, but Mom and Dad shared a look of confusion. “In other words your daughter will still react the same way to whatever those triggers are.”

“And what exactly would that accomplish exactly?” Mom asked,

“It would force the two memories together.” He continued, “She would still think Sunshine is her biological daughter and her relationship with Shane was something more than friendship, but it would restore her original memories to an extent at the very least.”

“So we just need to find the trigger?” Dad asked, “How the hell are we supposed to find that out!”

“…” Mom remained quiet for a moment. “It’s Trevor, Mark’s biological father. It’s only a guess but I would imagine he would have some sort of effect on Mark.”

“Well that’s just great…” Cillen muttered under his breath. “Trevor has more or less disappeared on us then. He was discharged a month ago.”

“What!” Mom shouted.

“Yes, I asked your son about it.” Cillen paused for a moment, “But he said he didn’t care what happened to him. Your son can be damn cold when he wants to.”

“Oh dear god…” Mom cried, “Then there’s no hope then.”

“I wish wasn’t the cause of this but it’s better this than the other option…” Cillen thought bitterly to himself. “We can confirm that there’s going to be no other further changes to your son’s memory, and the original memories are dormant for the time being.” He reassured them.

“And what about us…” Mom asked unsure, “Well end up just like my son too won’t we?”

“…” Cillen was silent, “I’m sorry but there’s nothing I or anyone else for that manner can do about that. There’s no stopping this.”

“…I see.” Mom replied, “I think it would be best if you left now doctor.”

“I agree.” Cillen sighed, “I didn’t want to be the bearer of bad news. So I’ll bid you goodbye.” Cillen left leaving my parents alone with their thoughts.

“So how did it go?” Luna asked curious. Cillen frowned, and took a moment to compose himself.

“Awful.” He replied, “She was broken by the news, and to make matters worse the whole issue with the memories is my fault just because of what I am.”

“…” Luna said nothing, “A Sentiment who rules of the memories of others, cursed to sit upon a throne of misery and loss. Forced to watch the world around him pass by forever and doomed to be forgotten by everyone they love.”

“An utterly cruel fate.” He added, “The only reason people can remember me is because of that locket I gave you.” Cillen sighed, “You’re the only reason I’m still here.”

“Immortality isn’t something we’d wish upon anyone.” Luna smiled sadly, “To watch our loved ones grow old and fade away, and knowing that one day we’ll all that’s left. It truly is the cruellest fate of all.”

“We both fought so hard to save our home, and in the end it was all for nothing.” Cillen lamented, “We sacrificed so much and for what?”

“Your still here with me,” Luna reassured him. “So in a way we still have a home. It is where the heart is, is it not?” Cillen gave her a wry smile.

“Yeah I guess you’re right Luna.” Cillen replied, “No matter how out of place we are here.”

The ringing of an old grandfather clock shattered the silence in the office; Samuel was alone contemplating, wondering of what could possibly happen next. Several medical reports were scattered on his desk, each detailing new cases of incidents caused by the memory overwrite and ponification. In the past few days incidents have seemed to be on the rise and if anything seemed to be speeding up.

“There’s nothing we can do…” Samuel thought bitterly, “It’s really a matter of time now, is this really what is to become of humankind?”

Samuel was woken from his thoughts by sudden knocking on his office door.

“Come in.” Samuel answered.

“I hope I’m not disturbing you Dr Weiss.” Matt replied as he entered the room.

“No Mr Anderson.” Samuel answered politely, “I was just going over some reports. None of them are good news I’m afraid.” He sighed.

“Hm…can’t say I’m really surprised to hear that.” Matt commented, “Nothing seems to be going improving for the better anytime soon.” Samuel raised a brow.

“I never took you to be the pessimistic type Mathew.” Samuel replied.

“Me?” Matt questioned, “Yeah, my life hasn’t exactly been an easy one but then again considering the reputation my parents have…What about you?”

“I try to look for the brighter side of things, but things lately….” Samuel drifted off, “I suppose tired is a better term for how I’m feeling right now.” Matt shook his head.

“It’s just one thing after another, isn’t it?” He asked, Samuel gave nod in agreement.

“The world as we know it is coming to an end Mathew.” Samuel stated, “And all we can do is sit back and watch…”

It wasn’t long till evening came, Sunshine was fast asleep and it was only Shane and I who were awake in our hospital room. Overhead was nothing but a moonlit view of the starry skies.

“Something on your mind Marcia?” Shane asked me, wrapping one of his wings around me.

“Mm? Yeah I was just thinking.” I replied snapping out of my thoughts, “I was just thinking about home…and well everyone else.”

“How they’ll react right?” He questioned, I nodded in response.

“What’s happened to us will eventually happen to everyone else.” I said worried, “I just hope my family will be okay when it finally happens.”

“Yeah, me too…” Shane agreed, “As much as I hate how much of a bible pusher mom is I hope she’ll be okay.”

“…” I said nothing, my thoughts drifting to someone else.

"Marcia, you okay?” Shane asked concerned.

“...” I hesitated, “Trevor was here over a couple of weeks ago. After all these years I thought I had gotten past all that, and when I saw him I just snapped Shane. I was disgusted with how cold I was.”

“Ah.” Shane stated, “Trevor was always a touchy subject for you, but I’m sure you had your reasons.”
“Just what kind of father can’t even remember their own child?” I asked, “What kind of father does nothing but get drunk and be so cruel to their child and treat them like they don’t exist?”

“…” Shane was at a loss for words, “Well at least you knew yours, mine passed away not long after I was born.”

“S-Shane…I’m sorry.” I apologised, “I-I didn’t mean…”

“I know no need to worry.” Shane reassured. “Besides Mom says she can see a lot of him in me, so that’s something good right?”

“Yeah, just don’t change Shane.” I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. “Now I don’t know about you but I’m going to bed, lord knows I’m tired.”

Celestia and Twilight looked on into the ruined wasteland that was once Equestria. A once beautiful kingdom now reduced to nothing more than a war torn land frozen in time.

“Look on my faithful student; this is what has become of our home.” Celestia motioned to Twilight, “Do you see why we have to leave, and our world is falling apart we just can’t stay here anymore.”

“But Princess, surely trusting the Sentiment of all things.” She argued and pointed to the ruins of Canterlot. “This is our home! Just where will we go?”

“Live.” Celestia answered simply, “I don’t like what we’ll have to do to survive but there isn’t any other way. I’ve lived a very long time Twilight, and I’ve made decisions I’ve regretted to this day but everything I have done has been for the greater good whether or not I have agreed with the sacrifices made.”

“…” Twilight remained silent.

“In time you may have to make such decisions, ponies in our position just can’t be afford to selfish.” Celestia continued.

“Princess?” Twilight questioned, “But you’re the most selfless pony I’ve ever met.”

“Back when Luna became Nightmare Moon, I fought her with every last bit of magic I had to stop her. I tried so hard to free her from the nightmare that consumed her…” Celestia continued further, “But in the end I banished her and sealed her away inside the moon for 1000 long years. In that one moment Twilight, I would have gladly given up my crown and let Equestria burn if it meant I could have my sister back.”

“…” Twilight was rendered speechless by Celestia’s confession.

“Don’t assume me to be selfless Twilight.” Celestia admitted, “Even with all my power, wisdom and magic I’m just another pony at the end of the day.”

“…I’m sorry.” Twilight apologised,

“Don’t be,” Celestia replied, “I’ve seen too many ponies die and be twisted by those monsters, I intend to save everypony still left and give us hope…even if it means to give up our home and watch it fade away into a lifeless husk.”

“So what do we do now?” Twilight asked breaking the silence between them.

“We leave here and never look back Twilight, as we only have a few hours left now.” Celestia explained to her faithful student. “…A few hours before I destroy what is left of our home and those monsters along with it.”

“Princess…I-i…” Twilight stuttered taken back by her teacher’s declaration.

“Go on ahead and take everyone through the mirror, it’s already been enchanted to take everypony to our new home and please protect them.” Celestia pleaded.

“…As you wish princess…” Twilight hesitated, before gathering everypony.

Author's Note

So after a long haitus here is the next chapter for you all. I admit this more or less to build up the mood for next couple of chapters. So I hope you all enjoy.

-Silent