Mirrors Edge

"Children, what does this statue stand for?" the mare asked, gesturing towards my little prison as a group of foals, which I assumed were her students, looked at me in awe.

Feeaaar meeee! I am the big bad Alice! Honestly, the past one thousand-ish years had been hellishly boring, and the random spurts of activity rarely made up for it, but I do have to admit, watching Luna go insane was pretty humorous, yet in the end, she's back.

Whore. If I could I would have growled at the thought of her, she wronged me and i'm the one locked in stone for a thousand years while birds shit on me? Sure she's an Alicorn and deity of the night, but shouldn't the Lady of Madness get some slack cut to her either? With a non-existent sigh I turned back to the children.

They had a bit of a complex look on their face, of course, none of them had really seen a human before, statue or not it was only last year Celestia had decided to make me public in order to 'celebrate' her sister's return.

Goddess I snorted at the thought, she was nothing but a immensely powerful unicorn with wings, wings of which I had given to her to begin with, sure she had been shocked at first, then a little grateful, but now when she and the few ponies that still talked to her, mostly her guards, she always told them that I had "cursed" her to become Nightmare Moon, that was her own damnable fault! I had already been locked in stone for several hundreds of years when she turned into the Nightmare.

One of the fillies stepped forward.

"Uh, I think she's pretty..." at the looks of her class mates she eep'd and jumped behind the class, signaling a quiet chuckle from the teacher.

"Pfft, she's not pretty at all! She's not even a pony!" Another, a colt if I remember correctly, pointed towards my statue.

"I feel insulted" It was worth it, over the years my seal had grown weak, and the more violent or villainous something gets around me, the weaker it grows, with Discord's release from his prison recently, I could project words for a short amount of time.

"Who said that!?" The colt jumped on guard, he is a Pegasus, a gray coat with black mane.

"My, don't you recognize your own, sweet mother, Rumble?" Yeah it's really mean to impersonate a child's dead mother, but all I needed was a little more and i'dd break free.

"M-mom? Is that really you?" He looked close to tears, i'dd hate to do this, but it must be so.

"Yes, it's me! Your mother, Thunder Blossom, do you see that statue?" He were facing me, so I know he did.

"Y-yeah..." He stuttered, I feel really mean to do this but I need to.

"That is my imprisonment, you see, I did something bad when I was young, it was wrong and I shouldn't have done it, but done is done, the statue represents madness, as do I." To raise one's hope only to crush them again, truly one of the meanest things a being can do to another.

"W-what, no! You're not my mother! Get away from me, leave me alone!" And the wall is broken, some royal guards came and took him away, I know he'll be fine anyways.

The teacher hurriedly forced the children to another part of the garden, allowed me to break the final wall of defense to my imprisonment, try as they might they never got the gloves of me, and the Vorpal Sword had been on me when they turned me into stone, making it like a part of me.

I carved into the stone I once was trapped in "GUESS WHO'S BACK, LUNA? Yeah I know, capital letters and all, i'm a horrible person.

I made my way out of the castle, they seem to have used my design in it after all.

I'm sure you're all very confused by now, so let me re-track from before I got here, yeah? I think that's for the best.

***

(1372 Years Ago.)

We were in my dad's van on our way to the convention, Jasper was still grumbling in his Judgement armor as he passed me a few thousand, in euro that's about a few hundred, to my right sat Andreas in his Tesla Armor, a plasma rifle swung around his back, I helped design that damnable thing too, what we ended up doing involved a green one mega-wat laser with a connection to the battery on his arm, his left arm mind you, so it wouldn't contradict anything, two mirrors where the laser shot in with a strong magnifying glass in the middle of it, we also made the thing out of metal since we noticed that wood burnt and plastic melted, to fire it the farthest mirror will be removed and the laser will shoot down the barrel.

Jasper however, bore the Corrupt Ashbringer, that skull was a bitch to get fixed in place, we ended up just using glass and magnets to limit how much it move's around, so unless it got shot directly with a gun or something it should stick in place, the blade itself we ordered a while back, took it almost a year to get here, since then it's just been gathering dust in his sword closet for the past six months.

'But what about you?' I hear you ask, well i'm glad you asked! I'm fully decked out in the Heart Dress from Alice Madness Returns, the Vorpal Blade being more of a sword than a knife, not that i'm complaining of course, you could still see which sword it was, we slightly dulled it to pass as a prop, but with enough force would cut through wood, we actually tested that so believe me, I had gone a little out of character and strapped a deck of cards to my dress, with Queen of Hearts facing outwards and a band of small, dulled throwing knives around my chest, so in short, I looked like a complete badass.

And the umbrella, don't forget it.

There was more people in the car, but only one of them actually stood out aside from my two best friends, Leonardo's outfit were that of Van Helsing with a functional crossbow, he had put a single touch into his appearance that melded strangely, but nicely with the rest of his outfit, a long green and white scarf covered the bottom of his face, revealing only the eyes, of which he put in contact lenses in so they looked a lot more silvery.

Oh, another thing I forgot to mention, I look almost exactly like Alice to begin with, so I didn't have to edit much, all in all the makeup took ten minutes.

I also had my tools in the left pocket of the dress, the same side with the deck of cards on, it were actually sewed onto the pocket.

My tools consist of home made smoke-bombs and lockpicks, me and my friend was actually pulling of an act at the start of the convention.

"Hey Jasper? You still got the shield, right?" That's correct, we had made him the Skullflame shield, without the fire sadly.

Removing his mask he reached behind his back and pulled the shield out, he was about two meters tall and had a very piercing look, I was thankfully used to it by now, and met his look equally.

Then promptly burst out laughing.

He joined me in my laughter as he returned his cold stare forward, seeing as we were almost at the convention I put on my most convincing 'Mad, calm murderer' look as my father pulled to a stop.

"You kiddos have fun now, i'll pick you up 'round nine, and if you're going down on eachother, do use protection." Normally one would be embarrassed by such comments, but my father know that we don't hold any particular interest in eachother.

"Will do, Father, will do." Yeah, i'm the awkward one.

And so we went, Andreas had equipped  his Plasma Rifle, he named it Anal-ilator, and were glaring death at people around him, Jasper had put the helmet back on and was walking with the sword and shield in hands, the red and orange cloak on his back made wonders for his appearance, personally I had my Vorpal blade in a at-ease pose as I moved closer to the entrance, entering I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, the place weren't filled to the brim nor did it look lacking, it had a decent crowd at everything, and the cool stuff they were selling made the entire three month wait worth it.

I, as always, instantly went to the hat corner, where I laid my eyes upon a large hat with several hearts sewed into it, whilst it looked a bit worn with time it would go perfectly with my Alice cos-play, with that in mind I walked up to him and asked how much he wanted for it.

"Huh? This 'ol thing? Found it in a box I haven't opened in years, I would normally just sell it for thirty euro, but I gotta give props t'ya, Alice, whata'bout twenty five?" Good deal, if you ask me. I put the money down on the desk, put the hat on and made my way over to Jasper and Andreas, who was gaping at someone cosplaying as Rin from Blue Exorcist, he looked kinda cool, had the blade and all.

We made our way forward before something... Strange made itself known in my eyes, a single woman was standing there and selling props from games, but no one seemed to be buying from it, I made my way over to it through the masses, telling my friends that i'll be there for a little while, going through the props.

What I saw made me glad I wasn't a guy, since I would probably have gotten a erection, pistols, bows, crossbows, hell the Thunderfury laid on that table and several more weapons I recognized from games, but that wasn't what drew my attention, oh no that were a pair of Gloves I recognized as the one Faith uses in Mirror's Edge, looking down on my hands I realized they would be a great replacement for my other black and red gloves that somehow vanished the day before the convention.

And they weren't that expensive either, ten euro! So, of course, being the curious fool I am, I bought them and put 'em on.

Making my way over to my friends I felt a slight tingling, thinking I had to go to the toilet I made my way over there and the tingling increased, this time however in my entire body, I slipped and fell, but instead of being greeted with the hard floor, it felt like water around me, opening my eyes I gasped in horror as I saw my reflection staring down at me with cold, dead eyes, she rose a finger and pointed at me, she didn't have any gloves like I had, I noticed, it's strange what you think about in situations similar to these.

She finally broke the surface of the mirror, and touched me.

I was sent spiraling downwards, even though my rational mind knew there was no downwards on a normal bathroom floor.

The last thing I remember before crashing into the ground was a faint glow on my hands, and the sensation that I needed to grab onto something, followed by a faint voice.

I'm sorry, and Good Luck.