The Fire Of Equestria

Would you like to hear a story of dark deeds, tragedy, death; and hope? If not, too bad I’m telling you, anyway's. Now you may be inquiring as to whom I am. I am Helios, guardian of this universe, as well as a few others. But compared to the entire Multi-Verse? All of space-time itself? Then- and only then- am I nothing. Now let me explain. By continuing reading from this point on, you have made a decision. By making said decision, you have now also created a universe when you had not made that choice. Here’s a fun fact for you! Every choice you will ever make will do this; from every word, to every action. In short, you don’t matter. I’m sorry but despite everything your Mommy and Daddy told you, despite how much confidence they had tried to build up in you your entire childhood, you are still nothing. Nothing. But look on the bright side; neither does anypony! So no matter how famous you get, there will always be another version of you that is a nopony. And a version of you were you never had the idea in the first place. So on and so forth, my friend.
Now with a multi-verse so huge, there is much more intelligent life than just Ponies. Humans, Furies, Sea Ponies, Dogs, Robots, Zombies, Giant floating buckets of orange paint, Cats, even gender swapped versions of you and me! (P.S The female me is HOT!). But as always, somewhere, there is always those who would try to disrupt such life; such things. Universes are often infiltrated by beings who seek to take it over, or to destroy everything in it. Here is where the Universal Guardians come in. Either we fight off the forces ourselves, or we whip out our protection force. I have Pyros-don’t worry, you’ll know what they are in due time- The Green Lanterns, the Time Lords, and those cats that shoot lasers out of their behinds. Our story starts with the Doctor as a pony, companion Derpy Hooves accompanying him on the TARDIS – as it is crashing. It’s always been seeming to do that, recently…

-(The TARDIS)-

The Doctor looked striking as a pony. A brown Earth Pony Stallion, with a chocolate mane and tail. Blue eyes, and hourglass for a cutie mark. He was wearing his trademark bright blue pin striped suit that shone in the flashing red “Crash warning” lights of the TARDIS. He ran about the control board trying to operate the controls as Derpy Hooves, a grey Pegasus with blonde hair and golden irises as well as bubbles for a cutie mark, tried to help him. The last passenger was Dinky Hooves – Derpy’s Daughter. She was a pale purple unicorn at the age of nine with her mother’s blonde features. As mother and daughter together, they were both frantically doing the best to their abilities to help the doctor.
“AHH! These damn hooves will be the death of me! SO much easier with hands! Why-” The Doctor’s sentence was cut off short by Derpy. One of her crooked eyes were staring at him, filled completely with horror.
“Doctor! Please keep in mind that there is a child on board!” The Doctor stared at her with his usual look of shock in his eyes, his face unwilling to portray the same emotion as his mouth displayed a casually sheepish grin. Dinky giggled as she held onto her mother.
“I’m sorry Derpy, but WE ARE CRASHING!” The Doctor’s mane was now very much frazzled, as was his brown coat. His blue eyes now cast a manic mix of both happiness and fear.
Suddenly, a crashing sound rippled through the TARDIS as it struck the dirt-covered ground at an odd angle. As the shockwave hit, Derpy was flung forward and she slammed in to the Doctor with surprising force. The transfer of motion sent them both tumbling into the door, the momentum finally coming to a halt as the Doctor hit is head.
“Ow!” he yelped. He had hit the metal door hard. As he looked down to see what was on his chest, he blushed. Derpy had landed on top of him. Her blonde hair was a mess and her hooves were scattered across his torso, and she was looking up at the ceiling.
“Oh, uhh, sorry Doctor.” Derpy tripped over herself trying to get off the Doctor. He rose, blushing, dusting himself off as he waited for Derpy to do the same. He really needed to tidy up the TARDIS. Dinky, however, was on the floor, laughing hysterically at the scene that had just unveiled. Due to the odd angle that the TARDIS had crash landed in, gravity pulled down on Dinky causing her to roll into the Doctor’s hooves. As the collision occurred, she let out an audible “ommf!”
“You guys looked so cute together!” She was still giggling when Derpy picked her up and brushed of her daughter’s coat, now covered in space-dust. The Doctor opened the door just enough for him to squeeze out. What he saw wasn’t what he expected at all. It was Equestria, seven years after Princess Luna’s return.
“No! No, nononononono! This! Isn’t! Right!” The Doctor stared upon the horrible sight of the destroyed Canterlot. The sky was plastered as far as the eye could see with thick, dark clouds. It was raining, making the sight even more emotional than it should’ve been. Ashes were hailing down from the sky, littering the ruins of the once-great Canterlot. You couldn’t see the sun in the sky. The only recognizable structure was half of what remained of Canterlot tower. The ruins weren’t even the worst part. The worst part was the corpses, the burnt corpses that littered the ground. This was now rubbing salt in the wound. It looked like the ponies were doing their day to day activities, caught unaware by the fiery inferno that was their deaths. If you looked closely enough, as the Doctor didn’t want to get any closer as it is, you can still faintly see the smiles of the ones that still has flesh covering their faces. Dinky was too young for this. So was Derpy. Maybe even the Doctor. Dinky screamed at the top of her lungs, the look of horror masking her face. Derpy grasped her daughter and rushed back into the TARDIS, both crying.
The Doctor fell to his knees, mouth agape, trying to comprehend what had happened. Before he knew it, he wasn’t thinking about what happened anymore. He was thinking about the fate that had befallen the poor, innocent ponies. An incomprehensible rage washed through him. This was an emotion new to the Doctor. When he looked past what happened to Canterlot, it got even worse. The same terrible fate had befallen the rest of what he could see. Farms were demolished, Cities nothing but rubble, even the Everfree forest was caught in a wildfire. Rain poured down on him, soaking his coat, dripping down his face. Some liquid managed to find a way into his open mouth and, every once in a while, he swallowed. Sometimes, the liquid would taste of salt.

After the Doctor came to the conclusion that he was crying, he decided it was high-time to head back into the TARDIS. As he stood up, however, he heard a faint sobbing sound nearby. Without thinking, he rushed towards the sound; hoping to see a friendly face that would explain what has happened. He was disappointed when he got to the source of the sound. In front of his was Discord, the draconequus. The ugly creature sat in front of him, grasping a golden necklace in one hand and what looked to be a sort of white object to his chest. “Discord,” the Doctor muttered through tight lips and closed teeth, trying to control his anger. “Was this you’re doing?” After his was said, however, the Doctor realized that is was Discord that was crying – and he was still at it.
“N-no. I helped but I-I-I-I didn’t know THIS would happen!” As the god of Chaos spoke, he gestured to the gruesome scene around them. He almost dropped the white object and he grasped it tighter than ever, holding it very close to his body, trying to what seemed like protect it. The Doctor recognized the object as the horn of none other than Princess Celestia, Goddess of the Sun.
“Did whatever happen manage to kill Celestia, too? And manage to dismember her horn?!”
The draconequus siged. “Yes, and these two objects are all I have to remind me of whom I loved. They are the only reason I can keep sane. They are the only reason I haven’t killed myself yet.”
“Make that five objects, Discord. You now have me, Derpy Hooves and her daughter Dinky. They’re back in the TARDIS.” Discord just threw the necklace at the Doctor’s hooves. He instantly noticed a design on it. A blue balloon – The Element of Laughter. His eyes widened and he once again collapsed to his knees, begging the only god left, for all he knew, for mercy. Discord. “Please, let this not happen to be a fixed point in time! Let me be able to change it! Please, I’m begging you!”
Discord floated down to eye level with the doctor and grasped both his cheeks with his clawed hangs, bringing him closer, his horn feeling very rough on his fur. “No Doctor, it’s not. Run back to your FARTIS or whatever it’s called and go back eleven months. That should be long enough for you to be able to stop everything from happening. Tell Twilight what’s going on – or more like what’s going to happen – or… look, you understand what I mean! Tell her and then wait until the Gala. That is where and when these events begin to unfold. But do this ‘behind the bushes’, so to speak.”
The Doctor nodded, and Discord now let go. Discord snapped his fingers, and suddenly Derpy and Dinky appeared in a cage above Discord and his throne of joke items. “This is just to make sure that you do as your told, kapeesh? I’ll send them back to the RETARDIS as soon as I start to feel time changing.” He picked up his precious objects and flew back to his previous nestling spot atop a cart as the Doctor ran back to the TARDIS and phased away in a mixture of joy at the fact he could fix this, sadness at the fact that it happened, and rage at Discord.
“Oh, sexy.” He said to the TARDIS. He now rarely got time alone with it. “What have you gotten me into this time?”

-[Eleven months before Apocalyptic events]-

Twilight Sparkle was taking a shower. It was in the early hours of the morning, and it felt refreshing for the warm water to strike her mane and run down her coat all the way down to the bottom of the tub where it was all drained away. She just began lathering shampoo into her mane when she heard a knock on the bathroom door.
“Twiliiight, the Doctor is here to see you!” called Spike. Twilight couldn’t believe it. It has been months since they had last spoke together. Before he had met Derpy, they had both been companions in the TARDIS and they used to travel together across the cosmos. Forgetting of all other intentions, she swiftly rinsed the shampoo out of her mane before turning off the shower. Hopping out of the tub, she put a towel on herself to ensure that water would not drip on the ground. She opened the door and walked past Spike, noting how much he had grown over the past couple months. He was now at eye level with her and his scales were now a much deeper shade of purple. The spikes down his back have gotten sharper, so have his teeth, and tiny nubs of wings are beginning to protrude out of his back.
“Thanks, Spike. Pray tell, how long has he been waiting?”
“Not long.” His tongue had even grown and his breath smelt as what can only be described as rubies.
As Twilight walked down the stairs into the living room, she noticed the Doctor sitting on the couch – his head down. Tears stained his blue suit, and he still seemed to have an aura of sadness engulfing his very being. She cautiously approached him and gently wrapped her hooves around the Doctor, embracing him. He collapsed into her, crying. He spoke faster than Pinkie that one time she found a sugar factory on one of her journeys. Spike, meanwhile, went back to sleep. Typical Spike.
“Slow down, Doctor.” Said Twilight in the most soothing tone she could muster. She carried him over to her bed and lay him down. He sat on the edge of the bed and told the story, only slower this time, and Twilight sat beside him, her face filled with concern.
When he was done, Twilight rested a hoof on the Doctor’s shoulder. “But I don’t understand. Why did Discord tell you to tell me? Why would he want to help?” The Doctor brought Twilight into a hug. “Maybe he wants you to go to the Gala right now, and for me to try to stop the events before the Gala officially begins.” The Doctor nodded, fixed his tie’s knot and walked downstairs. As Twilight followed, she wiped tears from her eyes. She opened the door and escorted the Doctor out. As he walked away to his TARDIS to leave for the Gala, Twilight turned around and heard a voice.
“Oh Doctor, your pain gets worse from universe to universe. Don’t you just sometimes wish for it to all go away?” Twilight shook her head and headed back inside, thinking of what events she must stop.

-(Helios)-

Not even that even matters. For in a different universe, that did not happen. Or it was the Doctor that was stuck in that cage or... Well, you get the point.
Not even a Universal Guardian matters, for in other universes we have made other choices, or we don't even exist in that universe.
But there are those who see new universes being created by looking in to the golden strands of creation that come off the items, or ponies that make them. They are called seers. Their golden eyes, in ponies, can identify them at least. But this comes at a cost; it will usually drive them insane.
Look at this, for example. Lyra Heartstrings. Crazy about humans. Well, a Human version of her is Crazy over ponies. So on, and so forth. But she is unique when she finally caves, ALL versions of her will snap at once and she will be immune to the effects of the multi-verse. It will be the only thing that will EVER matter and on that day when something matters the Multi-verse will get even bigger. But that won’t matter; the Lyra in those universes will be insane. You see how important it is. Now the next part of our story starts the very next night, as Rainbow Dash flew around the night sky.