Strait From Tartarus

Luna:

I walked up to Nightmare Moon.  She was the reason I started to use the official Canterlot Voice.  At first I was using it because that was the voice that I was used to.  After Nightmare Night, though, I had started to use the voice that regular ponies used.  That is until I had slipped up when talking to Celestia, saying we instead of I, and used the voice to cover it up.

"Hello, Nightmare," I said.

"Luna!"  She exclaimed.  She wrapped her hooves around my neck and gave me a gentle kiss on the lips.  I was wrapped in warmth as we fell to the ground, each in each other's embrace.  She was so beautiful, a black coat and a mane comparable to the night sky.  She looked similar to me, but she was so much...more.  Her black coat was dazzling compared to my boring, dull one.  Her frame was delicate but strong, while mine was weak.

"I love you, you know," I said as we pulled away from each other.

"I love you more," she said as I kissed her neck.  She caressed my cheek, and I was about to lean in for another kiss if it weren't for a voice that shouted,

"Luna!"  I jumped.  It sounded like my sister.

"That sounds like Celestia," I said to Nightmare Moon, "I'd better get going."  I gave her one more long kiss that lingered on my lips.  As I let a dark blue spark surround me I gave her an apologetic smile and vanished to reality.

Nightmare Moon:

With a blue spark, Luna vanished, leaving me all alone.  I let out out a sigh that I had been holding in and pulled up a screen showing what Luna was seeing.  She was talking to Celestia about something.  I let the sounds fade to the background as I had thoughts about how amazing Luna was.  Even when I had taken over her body, she had doubts about what we were doing, if it was really the right thing to do.  We had fought before we committed ourselves to doing the deed, but I had convinced her to let me do it, convinced her to let me condemn ourselves to 1,000 years in the moon.  She had such a pure heart compared to mine.  That was the thing that I loved most about her.  I had hoped to model myself after her, but soon enough I found that impossible.  I was true, pure evil.  Even now, seeing Celestia talk to Luna, I could see blood pouring out from Celestia.  I hated myself for that.  I wanted to be good, I wanted a pure heart, but I didn't have it.  I hated Luna for being so good, hated her for being so amazing.  But then again, I loved her.  Was it possible to hate someone yet love them at the same time?

Leafea Vine:

My eyes landed on the colt, who had watched the whole scene.

He had started to say something, but I was already galloping away.  When I was deep enough into the forest, I spread out my wings and took to the skies, feeling the cool air around my feathers.  This was the part that I didn't like about my life.  I couldn't hold a conversation with anypony for more than about a minute of time, in case they would ask the wrong questions.  Even in the brief conversations it would have to be trained on survival and business, and not stray to small talk.

Having no specific direction to go, I banked northwest, towards the direction of Canterlot.  I loved the vibrant colors there, and the abundance of ponies made it easy to blend in.  Having a cloak still made me stand out a bit, but it was easier in a big city rather than a small town.  I considered taking a train rather than take the several days to get there by wing, and eventually decided to do it.  I was still hesitant, though, for I had only thirty-four bits left.  The train ride would bring me down to twenty-nine bits.  Not knowing how I would get anymore bits, I tried to eat the strawberries sparingly.  It was mind verses stomach as my brain told myself to forget about food while my stomach yearned to have more.