Lost Soul
The rhythmic sound of 'Clack clack clack' on rough stones echoed in the dark, rundown hallway. It was the only sound that could be heard at the moment, as nothing but the pony making the sound was there. The pony stopped at a glass window, staring at the mosaic the window showed. The pony's heart twinged a little, sadness filling her soul.'This is one of the only things I have to remember my aunt..'It thought, eyes turning into deep pools of sorrow.'Now, I'm the last hope of Equestria. The last hope of ponykind.'She slowly started moving once more, looking around the rundown area.'So many ponies have given up, it seems. The Royal Guard is nearly completely gone. The captain would flip if he realized I was back in the old castle.'It smiled softly, chuckling quietly.
A beam of light from the moon landed on the pony, allowing their features to be visible. The pony seemed to be female, with light pink fur- the color you'd see at the sunrise- and a mane that seemed to reflect the sunrise. Her eyes were a beautiful, yet chilling, light blue color. She stared out at the sky, then looked down at the abandoned town of Canterlot.'I remember when we had to leave this city. Such a tragic day it was.. So many deaths that day.'She thought, her eyes glazing over as she got lost in the memory.
It had been roughly a week since the tragic death of Princess Twilight Sparkle. Morale was terribly low for the Ponies of Equestria, and Dawn Dancer was shaken up from everything that had happened when Twilight Sparkle died; which was also they day the other Princesses had disappeared- The irony was quite funny, but tragic. Dawn Dancer hadn't came out of her room for a week, not saying a word to anypony. Soon, she had finally decided it was time to suck it up, and do what her aunt would have wanted her to do- Lead Equestria in its time of need. She had marched down the halls confidently, sure that today would be a good day; A day to mend Equestria's spirit, and get ready to fight for their land, their friends, and their families. She stepped outside, and onto the balcony. She winced as the sun hit her eyes, having been used to the gloomy setting of her room. She shook her head, determination etched on her face. She cleared her throat, and started to speak,"Ponies of Canterlot!" She called out, using the Royal Canterlot voice to attract their attention.
Everypony in Canterlot stopped moving, surprised to hear the Royal Canterlot Voice. They turned to their new leader, attention completely on her. They were relieved expressions, glad to see their new leader did not give up on them before she even started, like they had originally thought. Their relief would be short lived, however.
Dawn Dancer gulped, slightly intimidated by the fact all of Canterlot was now paying attention to her, eager to hear what she had to say. She let out a shaky breath, and started speaking once more."It has been a sad time for us all, with the loss of our beloved Princess and overall Leader in this war, Princess Twilight Sparkle."She paused, looking as everypony wore a sad expression as she said that,"But now, we must not dwell on the past! Now, we need to make sure everything Princess Twilight Sparkle did for us was not in vain! We must win this war! If not for our own sakes, for the sake of everyone else! For the sake of Princess Twilight Sparkle!"
All of the ponies started to cheer, their eyes glinting with excitement, and some relief. They were so glad to see their new leader had enough spunk to rile them up, and happy for this speech. The citizens of Canterlot bristled with their excitement, seemingly ready for the next battle to happen. Dawn Dancer grinned triumphantly, glad to see her citizens ready for this, and ready for their new leader."The enemy has beaten us one too many times! They have crossed the line with killing our old leader! Now I, Princess Dawn Dancer, shall end this war! This war shall go to Equestria!"
The ponies cheered happily, completely with their leader it seemed. Their spirits and morale were high now, and it felt like it had been forever since they had felt excited for something to happen. The cheers quickly died out, as the sound of 'Boom boom boom' seemed to echo around them. They glanced around nervously, seeing with great horror that the forcefield was being destroyed. They started to panic; any past excitement for battle diminishing quickly. They started to flee, running far from the area the commotion seemed to come from.
"Princess Dawn Dancer, come! We must flee!"A guard shouted,"Follow me!" The guard ran away, Dawn Dancer following him.
Dawn Dancer shook her head, releasing herself from the memory.'I haven't been able to raise morale too high since that day. At least we won the battle.'She thought, walking down a different hallway. She brushed the moss covered walls with her side, looking around. Everywhere she looked, she'd see the present looks, then a glimpse of how it had looked in the past.'We are winning the war now. Would you be proud of me, aunt Twilight? I hope you would. I remember your funeral well.'She thought, shaking her head slightly.'No more time for getting trapped in a memory. I have to leave now, before captain Lost Feathers realizes I disappeared.'
She quickly went down a set of stairs, not noticing fresh bodies of assassins littering the area. She barely missed stepping on a few of them, brushing off the feeling of wetness on her hooves as rain water that had yet to evaporate. She then saw the bodies once a light beam from the moon stroke her again.'Oh my Celestia...'She thought, slightly horrified by the sight of bodies. She looked down at her hooves, seeing that what she had mistaken for water was actually blood.'What happened here? Surely I didn't do this!'She shook her head, taking a deep breath.'I should keep moving, in case one of the assassins are still alive.'She thought, as she started to walk once more.
She did not get far though, before she was apprehended by some of the remaining assassins. She was quickly knocked out, the assassins using her surprise to their advantage."Master Kage will be pleased by this."One of them said, their voice gruff."Where is the scythe? He specifically said kill her with a scythe." The assassins got into an argument, trying to find the scythe. Dawn Dancer seized this chance, and attempted to run away. She was quickly caught, and thrown against a wall."No matter, might as well kill her with this dainty dagger."
Before the dagger got close to Dawn Dancer, something strange had happened. A violet mist covered the assassins, and their pained screams echoed the hallways. Soon, the mist left them- or what was left of them. There was only a pile of bones in a puddle of blood left.
The mist soon formed into a shape- the shape of Twilight Sparkle. The ghost loomed over Dawn Dancer, smiling softly.'You've down well, little Dawn.'She whispered, her voice as soft as the wind, quieter than any mouse.'You would have made your mom and dad so proud.'
Dawn Dancer looked up weakly, her eyes glinting with happiness and sorrow."Are you proud of me, Aunt Twilight?"She asked, her voice weak with exhaustion and pain. Those assassins had been very rough, nearly killing her without the dagger.
'I am immensely proud of you, little Dawn. Now, rest, while I get you back...'Twilight whispered, the mist she expelled entering the nose of her niece, knocking the pony out. She teleported herself and Dawn Dancer into Dawn Dancer's tent. She made it seem so that it was all a dream, tucking in the pony. She used magic to heal Dawn Dancer, further making it seem like a dream. She disappeared soon after.
Dawn Dancer soon awoke, glancing around, then looked at herself. She was surprised that she wasn't wounded, and confused at the same time.'Was it all a dream?'She thought, confusion swimming in her eyes,'If so, that was one realistic dream...'
Before she could muse over this some more, captain Lost Feather came inside the tent."It is time to move on, Princess Dawn Dancer. Get ready."He said curtly and gruffly,"We do not have time to dilly-dally."
"Yes, Captain. I know."Dawn Dancer said, sighing."Just give me one moment please."
Captain Lost Feather nodded, walking out of the tent. Dawn Dancer put everything away into a bag, then went outside to dismantle the tent. She soon put that away as well, handing her items to one of the dragons nearby. It grunted, putting the items on its back.
Dawn Dancer felt a slight chill, looking at a fixed spot on a tree. Nothing was there, yet she felt as if something up there was watching her....
The ghost of Twilight Sparkle watched her niece and her small guard preparing to leave, smiling softly.'You may do something I wasn't able to do, little Dawn.'She thought, her eyes glinting with sorrow.'Maybe you can put my soul to rest. Just win this war for me. I do not want to become one of many lost souls in Equestria... I do not wish to become a curse. You are Equestria's last hope. You are my last hope...'
The wind softly blew upon her misty form, dispelling her slowly. A smile was still on her face, looking right into her niece's eyes- her niece not realizing she was there.'I'll be watching you, Dawn Dancer. You will not be alone as this war continues on. I'll make sure of that.'She thought, before her form completely disappeared.'I promise that. I promise it for as long as I remain one of many lost souls, Little Dawn.'