Fictional Crisis

The door opened. Light poured through, blinding Clone, Peppy, and Twilight. What they saw before them was a disaster. Great fields set aflame, structures destroyed, and wounded ponies. Peppy stood there with a horrified look.

“What the hell happened?” Peppy rushed into her world checking on wounded creatures. Twilight rushed into a group of wounded ponies that were trying to lift some stone work off of young pony. Clone looked around and took out his pen and materialized a “Tri-Corder” from Star Trek and began scanning the area.

“None of this should be possible.” Clone said to himself “None of it.” When a writer creates a universe, the writer could leave it in any state he, she, or it wants to. When a writer re-enters a world, and it's different, someone interfered with the universe. Clone was searching for anything anomalous, anything out of the ordinary.

“Clone!” Twilight screamed. “Help me move this!” The pony underneath the stone was in a lot of pain, and needed immediate medical attention. Clone gritted his teeth, it was just one character out of many. “Clone!” She screamed. But he had something on the Tri-Corder. Weak, but something. Clone rushed over to where the signal was coming from, Queen Moon's castle. Peppy gave a deep frown at him and rushed over to help Twilight. Clone continued to mess with the Tri-Corder, until he found what he was looking for: a crack in the story. He scanned every piece of the crack to find any evidence on who made it. Peppy rushed up behind him.

“Nice work helping out Clone!” Peppy said in a sarcastic tone. To see a world she had been building for so long be ripped apart was taxing for even the most strong willed of writers. “Did you like the view?” Clone turned and crouched for Peppy, looking her dead in the eye.

“I'm trying to find out who did this Peppy.” Clone said in a very serious voice. “Worlds can be rebuilt, but it's our duty as writers to find and destroy those who want to destroy worlds.”

“WHO ARE YOU?!” Clone and Peppy turned to who screamed that. It was Clone's Twilight, meeting Peppy's Twilight. The two were analyzing each other, every difference, every similarity. Clone's Twilight was about as Twilight as she could be. Peppy's Twilight was far different. Showing signs of damage and change from Nightmare Moon, this Twilight appeared to be demonized. Clone's Twilight shuffled back in fear while Peppy's Twilight rushed over to her creator.

“Peppy! You have to help! Queen Moon has been attacked!” Peppy looked over to the castle and pulled out her pen and used its power to teleport herself to throne room of the castle, leaving Clone and the two Twilight's alone. Clone's Twilight tapped Peppy's Twilight and the shoulder and asked,

“Did the monster who did all this change you? What type of monster would-” Peppy's Twilight stuck a hoof into Clone's Twilight's mouth and said,

“This is what I normally look like Twilight. And I'm proud of what I am.” Clone's Twilight was gobsmacked. Peppy's Twilight then rushed towards the castle to help her creator save her true love.

“That could have been me... I could have become that – creature.” Clone was still scanning the crack while Twilight continued to rant about herself. “What she is- it's evil- it's disgusting- it's inequine!”

“This crack wasn't made by anyone in the story.” Clone said as he continued to scan the crack. He looked within it to find it led to the void in between universes. “It was an outside threat. But the story is locked to Peppy and Peppy alone.” While other writers can enter another story, it was impossible for them to physically interact with the world. One could walk through the world and sit on things, but they couldn't interact with the characters.

“Kev! I'm freaking out here!” Twilight was in tears, all the possibilities of reality were suddenly hitting her in the face. Seeing what she could have become and what else may come was overwhelming her. “Who am I? Am I an abomination? Am I normal? What am I?!” Clone poked his pen inside of the crack and found some strange gel that was covering it. It appeared to be white and shining like a light. He materialized a container and place the gel in it, for analysis later. Clone turned to his Twilight and said,

“We've got to get up to Peppy and her Twilight. They need us right now, and if Queen Moon was the target of the attack, that means we can find more evidence of what's going on.” Clone pat Twilight on the head and rushed to the throne room, leaving her wondering what the hell she was.