Release Me.

by Commander Jenna Cipher

Rating: teen
Tags: Human, Sad, Dark, Alternate Universe, Adventure, Crossover
Length: 202

She is the last of her kind, as he is the last of his. She has lived since before this universes predecessor collapsed, his people existed very near the start of this one.. And what she really needs, is a Doctor.

Immortality is something considered to be a gift and blessing, throughout the universe, those rare few who possess it are often praised as Gods or some other powerful creature by lower civilations, showered with gifts and worship, sometimes for centuries before they finally move on. Higher species consider them to be self-absorbed idiots….

But in reality it's the only thing that keeps them in control.

An ancient being, known as The Watcher, knows this more than anyone, nobody knows where she came from or what she is exactly, but one thing about her is very clear: She is lonely… So very lonely. Legends say she has lived since before the first stars began to burn, and will live long after the last stars fizzle away into dust.

Twilight Sparkle is the last of her kind, she has watched hundreds of universes be born, grow old, die, and be reborn, starting the cycle over again. She's been so lonely for so long… She is The Watcher. And what she really wants, is someone to understand her.

Maybe this mysterious Doctor is exactly what she's been looking for…

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-04-14 19:30:53 UTC

Curiosity.

UNDER CONSTRUCTION.

Twilight Sparkle groaned she slowly pulled herself out of bed, stopping for a minute when her hand hit the cold metal floor of her ship. She sighed, remembering she had never gotten over the habit of having a pony sized bed, even after her first transformation happened.

It was something of a curious thing, but with every new universe that rose from the ashes of an old, her form changed to fit it. Of course occasionally she could control it, but this time had been a rare case. She'd taken human form, not for the first time, and certainly not the last.

She'd never really taken the time to think about it, but it was amazing how in almost every incarnation of the universe, the human race evolved on the same planet, in the same position, in the same galaxy, in the same sector of space, at the exact same time in the exact same way. And it's history went on a perfectly identical course until about the 20th or 21st century, when it usually deviated marking this humanities difference from the previous.

Pushing these thoughts aside, she pulled herself to her feet and began her daily routine.