"Waaaa!" Mewed the newborn. The look upon the faces of the parents weren't one of happiness... It was aghast horror.

"Why?! Why her!" The mother wailed. She couldn't see why it had to be her foal. Her and her husband had tried many times for a foal of their own and when they get one it's... this? Why?

"I'm sorry..." The doctor simply stated, walking right out the doorway without another word. The father wasn't as calm as he seemed outwardly. He tried to be strong for her, for his dear wife, but there's nothing he could do. The foal he would come to raise, he would only raise for a little while. This sick tragedy just frustrated him. He knew it was only a matter of time, but he'll cheat death. He'll seclude the foal. No one will ever know! It was perfect. He was sure she'd agree...

"I won't let this happen." The gruff voice spoke out. "She won't be just another sacrifice. She will be the difference. She'll be the one to change things."

"She will be... but not through her own actions... You know this Cloudstreak. It's nothing we can change... Pearl eyes..." His wife soothed her crying. "At least she'll change the world right? Right...?"

It was then she realized the foal hadn't cried out for a while. Surely with the commotion... But it was as she thought. The poor thing had slipped into the ethereal abyss. One more. One more soul. Another life lived. Yet another time. Cloudstreak rushed out the doorway. He brushed off all the nurses and doctors. Finally at full gallop he burst out and flew up. Up until his breathing simply became hard and unmanageable. It continued this way. He finally stalled... and lost consciousness as he fell back down to the waiting earth below. Many rushed to try and save him but there was nothing they could do. He had fallen from too far and actually went to meet his daughter after all. His wife rushed out to try and help but collapsed at the sight of him. She didn't want it to be true, but he was gone. She had nothing... She felt nothing. She bitterly cried at the fate that had befallen her foal and husband. She wished it wasn't so. She wished that there was perhaps someway he'd survived, but she knew it was impossible. A chill crossed over her, then faded. Death's gaze had seen it all. The dark enveloped her thoughts. She could still see his face, smiling...

Sunbeam looked out the window of the castle. It had been years since the incident. It caused her to defy all. It caused her to do as she did. She was the first killer in all of Equestria. She decided that looking through the bars of the prison would be better than any day out where she would do it again. She only killed those who had no children. Such a fate that had crossed her, had crossed her victims. She would end their suffering. She didn't enjoy the killings. She simply did them. She was not careful, she had no reason to be. She didn't need to keep it up. Only thought she had was to help the others who had gone through what she had.

No one understood her, nobody cared. All that was passed was rumors, but even those hushed tones were silenced. Everyone watched not with horror, but with curiosity and prejudice. This night was something special. Some called it an 'anniversary', others a great occasion for all. But to one, it was a living nightmare.

The same day of the year. The same day as when her foal died... would be her execution. She wasn't scared. She faced it with power and with the knowledge that she did what she must. She did what she needed. What she thought was right. She took her final breath, and was no more.

The only onlooker left after everyone left was Fate himself. He came to claim the soul, and hopefully the eyes... But as again, they where Sunbeam's own orange eyes. Frustrated but patient the great reaper brought down and ended the life. The eyes would come about at some point.

Author's Note

And we finally have the name and story. It's time to find the eyes.