Reflection

by MysticStoryThePegasus

Rating: everyone
Tags: Slice of Life, Crossover, Sad, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 1005

Terreur looks back on her life, recounting her life stories and such.

The mirror is a reflection of what you were, what you are, and all that. Looking into it and seeing the present is easy, but what about the past? For Terreur, it's not so easy. She used to be an open book, ready to be read. But now she keeps in under lock, key, and smile. What happens when she looks back on her life?

Published 2014-05-23 05:00:05 UTC
Last updated 2014-05-23 05:00:05 UTC

Lock and Key

Author's Note

By the way, Terreur is a Timelord, so if you understand that, it explains her age. Yeah...

Lock and Key

Terreur Stone, aged of nine hundred and seventy-eight years old, opened her eyes to feel the soft, afternoon glow of the golden streams of sunlight pour through her newly cleaned window, gently warming her just-awoken face. She sleepily lifted herself out of bed, her mane in informal, messy knots and nasty split ends, and her eyes tired and sleepy, yet she yawned as everypony else yawned, and did as she chooses just about as much as she wanted to. Lighting her horn with her own signature sea-green magic, a violet hairbrush was taken in her levitational grasp, and she softly ran it through the thick, ginger mess of which she called her mane. The brush snagged on a particularly annoying knot, and, pulling at it with her magic, she fell to the floor, the brush becoming even more unsuccessfully tangled into her still-tangled mane. She groaned, sitting up and turning to her left.
Looking into the bedside mirror, she sighed. Her life was a mix of ups and downs, a wild labyrinth of memories, a wild card in a deck of kings and queens that separated her from many, yet connected her with few. Over her life she had fought in a terrible war- The Last Great Time War -and had escaped just enough to land smack dab in the middle of Equestria, of which, she proudly calls her home. Though the loss of her home planet- and many of her kind with it - upset her greatly, she only had once let it get her down. She had been given the chance at a normal life- well, mostly normal, and had jumped at the opportunity. Well, it wasn't as if she had a choice, but if she was to have made that choice, she wouldn't of had it any other way. She had began again as a filly, and was brought up under the care of the Doctor, River Song, Crystle Diamonds, and Magnify. All of which she does not refer to as 'friends', but as family. After meeting her long-lost sister, Fade, she had regained some memories of what she had done as her old mare self. But she had been brought back up from scratch and became a better pony, and she had taken on the job of a school teacher. She was fairly good at teaching, but what she really enjoyed was seeing that everypony loved to learn. She had been a part-time cashier for 'Sofa's and Quills' and was doing well with her life. It was decent, to say the least. She was a peaceful mare, but occasionally her fiery attitude flared up. She had a soft spot for mac 'n cheese ever since she was a little filly. Though, there was one thing. Due to her being nine hundred seventy eight years old, she was incredibly smart. Some ponies even saw her as a show off, but it hasn't bothered her that much. She liked being smart. It was part of her natural personality. She had gotten excellent grades in school, was fairly good at basic magic, and decently good at advanced magic, and she especially loved teleportation. But one moment flashed in her eyes that nopony could never,not in a trillion years, ever repeat....
-------------------------------------------------------The Last Day Of The Great Time War--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"Report, soldiers!"
"Sargent Terreur, we report for duty!" She heard called back to her, and she lifted her head.
"This is war, boys. We face the enemy ships, head on into battle- but we face them with courage. Now, we must fight to win!"
"Sir, yes sir!" The soldiers shouted back in sync, saluting to the earth pony commander

"Now charge!" A green hoof was pointed to the air, and the army charged forward....

Commanding an army. She knew she should've ran at the first signs of war. but she was smarter than that. She was much braver than that. And she knew it. She knew it, oh so very well..........................So very well.

----Requested Afterword By Terreur Stone ~ Requested By Galaxy Swirl----

Hello, all of you fillies, colts, mares, and stallions that are reading this. Hello to you all.
I was asked personally by a friend of mine to write this little afterword for all of you out there, and I would love to say a few things, anyway, and I would love if you would listen, if you like....First, I would like to mention a few ponies that have helped me throughout my life. Specifically, my 'family'. Well, that is what I call them, of course. They have always been like family to me, in so many uncountable ways.
First off, The Doctor. He may have been old, ha, he was really old, but I can barely remember a single day when he wasn't there for me. I can not wait to see him again, just to say hello. Thank you, Doctor. Thank you so much.
Secondly, River Song. The Doctor's impossible wife. She was the closest thing to a mother I had when I had my second chance. Thank you, River. You were amazing.
Third, Magnify. The sister of The Doctor. She was a bit on the edgy side of me being a filly, but she was nice all around. Thank you, Magnify.
Last, but most certainly not least, Crystle Diamonds. I would say I viewed her as a sister, but I am much older than her, yet she acts so much more mature than me. I thank you, Crystle Diamonds. You were the most amazing pony I had ever met.
And to you all, all you smiling pony faces. Thank you. Than you so much. It's been an honor talking to you, just sending this message to the world. I love seeing you all smile, and it warms my hearts.
Sincerely And Happily,
To All I Thank Oh So Much, And The Ones Unmentioned,
Terreur Stone.