A Twist In My Storyby Nightshine_EclipseChaptersHalf AliveStrangerStay Close, Don't GoNightmaresVunerableGoodbye...Half AliveI'm almost alive And I need you to try and save me. Then everything went dark... Everything was swimming. My vision was still blurry, and I could feel tears burning on my cheeks. My wrists stung, and my stomach ached. My mind was racing, and my heart was pounding. Was I dying? I always thought that death was peaceful, like falling asleep. That you would wake up in fields of flowers, or something like that. I always hoped that everything would end. Was it just on Earth that I wanted everything to end? Did I even really, truly want to die? Or did I want to go somewhere else? Because I couldn't handle the life I had lived on Earth? Was life, anywhere, even worth living? It seems I am always beaten, made fun, bullied, hurt, and outcasted. Why do I even try anymore? I really hope that this is death.... I watched her from the window, just like I did every night. I watched as she cried, yelled, and cut. It pained me to watch her go through the torture. She was so fragile and beautiful. My little Rose. I knew she was bullied. I was always watching over her. I saw what those girls did to her, what that boy did. If I was able, I would have hurt them all for hurting my little rose, but I was not able to. Little Tia and Lulu wouldn't be pleased, since I'm supposedly reformed. I watched my little rose as she ran into her bedroom, slamming the door closed. She blasted her music: a slow, depressing song. It was her favorite artist. I sighed. Watching, I saw her grab her small case of tools. I watched, my heart being torn to pieces, as she dragged that blade over her skin, over and over again. A small pool of blood was starting to form around her; she was becoming ghostly white, too. I felt my heart break. I slid through the window and over to my little rose. She couldn't see me, that was the price I had to pay in order to convince Sun-butt and Lulu to let me come here. My eyes widened in shock and horror as I watched her take the pills out of the case. She never used the pills before... Oh no... I tried to think of something, anything, to get her to stop. I couldn't let her die. Think, man, think! "Lulu!" I yelled. I prayed that she would hear me and come. Luna was the only one who could do anything for my little rose, and I needed her. If Luna wouldn't or couldn't get here, then I would lose my rose. I can't lose her! I watched Scarlette as she dumped the bottle into her hand and slowly count to three before she threw the pills into her mouth and swallowed. "Lulu!" I yelled in desperation. If Luna doesn't get her soon, I know that my little rose with die. "Shh, my friend, I am here," a calm, soft voice came from behind me. I turned around. "Lulu!" I yelled, terror and happiness evident in my voice, "Can you help her?" "I can try, but in order to do so, she has to come back with us," Luna announced softly. "Anything! Please, just try to save her!" I pleaded. "Very well," Luna replied. She closed her eyes, and her horn lit up. Around us, the room swayed and everything turned into a blur. I watched my little rose, hoping she would live. I didn't want to lose her when I hadn't even been able to hold her. Oh, my little rose, please, please live... My mind was racing. How long is this going to be happening? Was this all there is to death? No real ending, just constant thinking? Around me, the darkness seemed like walls, pushing closer and closer every minute. It was like a shrinking room, one to torture you until the walls were next to you, then suddenly SQUISH! and you're gone, mushed by the walls. The darkness was all I could see, but a small, soft voice was echoing through the walls. A voice I had never heard before. My little rose... Please, please, please live... My little rose... I had never been called that before. I kind of liked it. Who was that?I wanted to know. I just wanted to know. Who was saying that? Who wanted me to live? Why would someone even want me to live? Why was I hearing a voice that I had never heard before? Was I alive? In a hospital? Or was I dead? And that was just a figment of my imagination? "Calm down, my friend, she will be fine." "Yeah, why are you so worried anyway?" "'Cause he's in love, duh!" "Love?" "Yeah, Twi, love!" "I think it is absolutely adorable!" "When will she wake up, Lulu?" "I do not know. Soon perhaps. It depends on her. I've never worked with her kind before." My kind? What did... she?... mean by my kind? If she's never worked with my... kind... than what is she? Or they? As I waited in the dark, I listened to their conversations. From what I've been able to tell, there was about seven females, sometimes an eighth would come in, and one male. And supposedly the male was in love... with me. "Twilight, why hasn't she awaken yet?" the male asked to the female, Twilight. "I don't know. Just be patient. She will awake when she is ready," Twilight replied to the male. I wanted to wake up. I wanted to see who they all were. I concentrated hard, trying to wake myself up. I tried to curl my fingers, trying to get them to move. I must of succeeded because I heard someone yell. "She moved!' I heard the most energetic voice of the nine I've been hearing. "Don't mess with us, Pinkie, she couldn't have moved!" the most arrogant voice of them all replied. I tried again, succeeding, too. I heard multiple gasps. "See! I told you so!" the voice, Pinkie?, yelled. "Hey, Scarlette, can you hear me? Move your fingers if you can," the voice, Twilight?, asked. I moved my fingers slightly. "Okay, good. Do you think you could open your eyes?" Twilight asked again. I concentrated, like I did when I moved my fingers, and slow tried to open my eyes. It was hard; they seemed to be glued shut. Concentrating, I counted to three. One... Two... Three... I pulled my eyelids apart, allowing my eyes to open, before closing them quickly due to the bright light. Slowly, I reopened them. "Good," Twilight said, pleased. I turned my head to her voice. "Hello, Scarlette. My name is Twilight Sparkle." I gasped. Twilight was... A pony?! Author's Note As I can see, no one is liking this very well... Tell me, how can I make this better? StrangerI'm confident But I can't pretend I wasn't terrified to meet you Twilight was... A pony?! My eyes widened in surprise. A pony? A talking pony? A real, talking pony?! Is that even possible? Was I dreaming? Is this just a dream? Or did I die and this is just some figment of imagination? "Scarlette? Are you okay?" Twilight asked, softly. "H-how? How are you... talking?" I stuttered in confusion. "What?" Twilight looked confused. "Ponies aren't suppose to be able to talk," I said, looking at her. "Oh. Um, well, here in Equestria, we can," Twilight replied, unsure. I looked around the room. Besides Twilight, who was a light purple colored pony with a dark indigo and purple and pink striped mane and tail, and with both wings and a horn, there was: a white-ish colored pony with a purple-indigo mane and tail, and also a horn upon her head; a light blue pony with rainbow colored main and tail with wings; a light yellow pony with a pink colored mane and tail, also with wings; a light pink pony, with no wings or horn, with a darker pink colored mane and tail; an orange-ish colored pony, again without a horn or wings, with a yellow colored mane and tail and a cowboy hat; a taller, blue pony with a translucent mane and tail with both wings and a horn; and lastly a creature with many different parts of different animals. "Wh-who are all of you?" I asked, looking at all of the ponies and the creature in amazement and a little bit of fear, while also trying to put names to all the different ponies. "Hiya! I'm Pinkie Pie!" the fully pink pony without wings or a horn announced, bouncing up and down. "I'm Rainbow Dash! The fastest pony in Ponyville!" the light blue pony with the rainbow-colored hair and wings said, arrogantly. "I'm Apple Jack," the one with the cowboy hat entered in. "I'm fluttershy," the yellow and pink pony with wings added in, very quietly. "I am Rarity," the white pony with purple-indigo hair and a horn announced, elegantly. "My name is Princess Luna, little one," the taller blue pony with the translucent mane and tail with wings and a horn said softly, walking closer to me. "Welcome to Equestria, dear one." "P-p-princess?" I stuttered in surprise. "Yes, dear one. I am a princess, and so is young Twilight over there," the pony, Luna, Princess Luna, said, softly. "E-equestria?" I stuttered, "What is that?" "Equestria, my dear, is where we are," Princess Luna replied, still using a soft voice. "Here, the unicorns," she gestured to Rarity "the pegasi, " she gestured to Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy (I think? The really quiet pegasus pony...) "and the earth ponies," she gestured to Pinkie Pie and Apple Jack "all live together in harmony." "If unicorns have horns, pegasi have wings, and earth ponies have neither, then what are you and Twilight?" I asked, confused. "As princesses, we are Alicorns. We have wings, horns, and the strength of the earth ponies," Princess Luna answered. "Oh," was all I could say. Then I remembered something. "Who was... the other one who was in here... Who was he?" I asked, unsure of how to exactly say it. "Oh, that was Discord," Twilight answered. "Discord? What was he?" I asked, wondering. "Discord is a draconequus," Twilight, again, answered. "A... a draconequus?" I repeated in confusion. "Yep! And what are you? I've never seen anything like you before!" the over-excited pink earth pony asked, bouncing up and down. "I'm human..." I replied, a little unsure. "Ooh! I need to go plan your 'Welcome to Equestria, Scarlette the Human!'" Pinkie Pie squealed, before bouncing out of the room. I looked over at Twilight. "Is she always like that?" I asked, confused. "Yeah, she is," Twilight replied, looking to where the pink earth pony had disappeared from. "Okay then..." was all I said in reply. She was alive. She was alive. She was alive. She was ALIVE! SHE WAS ALIVE!! And why wasn't I in there? Simple. I was scared. No. I was terrified. I've been watching her for years, but she had never been able to see me. I was always in the shadows, watching her, learning everything about her, falling for her. But now she was here. She could see me. But I was too scared to stay. What if she becomes scared of me? Or hates me? Or even rejects me? What if she doesn't love me back? Ever? Sighing, I shook my head. Look at me. I'm suppose to be the God of Chaos, yet I'm scared that a girl won't like me. My God, Discord, what are you letting happen to yourself? "Discord? What are you doing out here? Why aren't you with the others, with Scarlette?" a voice asked. I looked up and saw Celestia (otherwise known as Sun-butt or Little Tia). "What do you want, Celestia?" I asked, quietly. "Oh my, you really do love that girl," Sun-butt stated. "So?" I growled, looking at her. "Calm down, Discord. Why are you not with her?" Sun-butt repeated. "Because... What if she doesn't like me? Or will be scared of me? Then what? I..." I stopped. "Discord..." Celestia sighed, "Come on, let's go back to the room with all the others." As Sun-butt spoke, she started walking away. With a sigh, I shook my head and followed her lead. I just really hope I won't regret listening to Sun-butt... Author's Note I just want to say Thank you for all the comments; I really do appreciate every single one. I started this story out as just a way to vent out my thoughts and feelings; I never thought it was going to be seen by so many others... I know I'm not the best, and I shouldn't be; I am a Sophomore in High School, I'm still learning. That's why I appreciate all the comments, I like to know how I can improve. Thank you, ~Night Stay Close, Don't GoDon't leave me tonight, This heart of stone will sink 'til it dies, If you leave me tonight. I just really hope I won't regret listening to Sun-butt... I stayed a few paces behind Sun-butt, trying to convince myself that nothing bad will happen when she sees me. She won't hate me. She won't be scared. Well, at least not any more scared than she probably already is from waking up in a new world. I sighed. Nothing will go wrong. Nothing can go wrong. I shook my head, trying to shake those thoughts away. I needed to see her. She was alive. She was here. She could finally see me. "Discord," a voice just about yelled at me, shaking me out of my thoughts. I looked to see Sun-butt a few inches before me. I growled. "Yes, Sun-butt?" I asked, using the nickname in hopes to anger her. "Dis- Did you call me Sun-butt?" she cut off, glaring at me. "Yeah, yeah. So what? What did you want, Sun-butt?" I asked, smirking. "We are here," was all she said before entering the room. The smirk faded. My feet (well sort of... hooves, maybe? I don't know) were seemingly stuck to the floor; I couldn't move. The what if's were racing through my mind. What if she is scared of me? Or what if she ends up hating me? Or... or.. What if she finds me repulsive or disgusting or... evil... What if she finds me weird and is a bit confused... What if she learns that I had been watching her for the past few years and finds that disturbing or weird? "Discord!" a voice called out. Sun-butt. "Can you please come in here already?" I sighed. I guess it's time to put my fears behind me. I took a deep breath, then opened the door. Wish me luck... Everything became awkward. No one said anything. I kept my gaze on my hands, feeling slightly hurt. I didn't understand why though. It felt like something was missing (and no, it was not because the crazy pink pony called Pinkie Pie had left). What was this that I was feeling? I must have been so lost in thought that I never realized that everyone in the room was looking at me and a new pony had entered the room. "Hello, sister," the lunar pony (Luna?) had said. "Hello, sister, Twilight, Elements," the taller pony of white said, before looking over at me. "Hello, Scarlette. My name is Princess Celestia." "H... Hello," I stuttered slightly, still a bit lost in my thoughts. "I take it that you feel like something is missing, perhaps?" Cel- Princess Celestia said, shocking me. "Uh... um..." I didn't know how to reply. "Trust me, child, when you've been alive as long as I, you tend to pick up on things," the white pony (alicorn?) said in a soothing tone. "Yeah... Why do I feel this way?" I asked quietly, unsure of my own words. The princess looked around the room, "Do you all mind going to the dining hall for dinner now? It is getting late, and I wish to speak with Scarlette here, alone." All the ponies gave murmurs of agreement and made their way out of the room. When all had left, the door closed. Princess Celestia looked at me; a look of wonder and love adorned her face. I was confused and a bit shocked. "Scarlette, I know everything that has happened to you, since you've woken up especially, has been a bit shocking and overwhelming. I do not intend to add onto that shock, but we must speak now. I know of your self-harming, depression, and suicidal thoughts and attempts. I understand your world is different than that of here, but you are here now, and I want to help you become better and-" Princess Celestia went on, but I cut her off. "Who says I need help? What if I don't need help? What if... What if I don't want help..." I cut it, just about crying after I said that. "Scarlette... Please. There is somewhere who is waiting outside who needs you, who loves you. The one who stands outside was the one who saved your life. He had my sister, Luna, bring you here, to save you. He loves you, I promise you that. He needs you," Princess Celestia about cried to me. "H-he l-l-loves me?" I asked shocked. "Yes, Scarlette. He was always watching over you, making sure you were okay. I am unsure of how human nature works and how your kind works, but I now that your kind can love. Now, I am not telling you this to tell you that you have to love him, even if you do or do not, but I am telling you this to let you know that someone has cared for you for years. Please, I understand habits can be hard to break, but I need you to try," Princess Celestia sighed. "I am going to send him in. He is scared, as he isn't one to show his feelings. Soon, I will tell you more about him, unless he does so himself. I also need you to understand that he is worried that you will hate him or be scared of him. I can assure you he is not going to hurt you; he's not very scary. Just talk with him, help assure him that you are alright. He needs that." After she finished speaking, Princess Celestia looked at me, giving a small smile, before walking out of the room. I sat there, completely still, trying to comprehend the princess' words. Did someone actually love me? Someone had been watching over me for the past few years? Someone actually loved me? He is scared that I will hate him? He is scared that I will be afraid of him? Someone actually loved me? I must have been so lost in thought as to have not been listening as the draconequus had already slipped into the room and was watching me with interest. Suddenly, I realized that the feeling I had earlier, that something was missing, was now gone. Was it him that I felt was missing? I shook my head. I heard him clear his throat; I looked up at him and gasped, silently. The creature before me looked so very familiar, like I had seen him before. I felt my heart skip a beat. "H... Hello," he said, smiling slightly. "H-hello," I replied, still trying to figure out my feelings. "If you haven't been told already, my name is Discord," he said almost silently. "Discord? As in 'lack of harmony' or 'chaos'?" I asked, mostly to myself. "Why is your name Discord?" "My little Rose, I am the spirit of chaos," he told me, flinching slightly. Did he really think that I would hate him or be afraid of him because he was the spirit of chaos? "My name is Scarlette September, but I think you already knew that," I smiled. I giggled slightly when I noticed he had blushed from my comment. "I did know, my little rose, I did," he whispered. "Why do you call me 'my little rose'?" I asked in wonder. "Um... because you're like a little rose. Beautiful and innocent, new and bright," Discord spoke, looking straight into my eyes. This time, it was my turn to blush. My cheeks started to burn as the blood rushed to my cheeks. I had never heard someone call me beautiful before. I was always called ugly, fat, disgusting, worthless... I must have made it obvious to what I was thinking because I'm snapped out of my thoughts by Discord grabbing my hand in his... paw?... and whispering my name while he stared into my eyes. "Scarlette, please stop thinking about them. I don't want you to keep hurting yourself. Those girls were mean and jealous of you, that is why they hurt you. Don't listen to their words; listen to mine. I will tell you the truth. You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. You're perfect. You're not fat, or ugly, or disgusting, and you are definitely not worthless. My little rose, you are perfect. Please, forget everything they said; listen to me," Discord pleaded, holding my hands and staring into my eyes. "Why do you care so much about me?" I asked, my voice cracking. "Because you are an amazing girl that I have loved for so many years. Ever since I saw you way back when you were still in Elementary school, playing by yourself on the swing set. I knew there was something special about you; I knew I loved you. I've watched over you ever since then. I've seen you every time you ran home crying, wanting to just end everything. I watched as you picked up the blade for the first time, to the first time you purged, to when you skipped a meal. And every time I saw you do something to yourself, my heart broke. I wanted to be able to hold you, to tell you everything would be alright, but I wasn't allowed to. I had to watch you go through all that pain. Please believe me when I tell you that you are perfect and that I do truly, undeniably love you," Discord spoke, tears leaking from his eyes. "You can't love me, Discord. I am nothing. Please, please, please understand! I can't be loved! Everyone hates me! Don't lie to me!" I screamed, sobbing. I ran from the bed to the other door I noticed in the room. The door led to a bathroom, thankfully. I locked the door and sunk to the floor. I was sobbing. When I ran, I had grabbed something off of the table. In my hand, I held a blade. I cried, yelling at myself. "Stupid, stupid, stupid! Just die already, please. No one needs me, no one loves me. Nobody cares. Everyone was lying. Princess Celestia, Discord, even Twilight and all of her friends. They don't care! I'm just a stupid, fat, ugly, worthless human that has no meaning in any world," I sighed, sobbing harder. "I'm sorry... Goodbye..." I took the blade and dug it deep into my wrist. I did it again and again, watching my wrist turn from a pale white, to a pink-ish color of white stained with crimson. My mind was racing, whirling with fear. I could faintly hear Discord yelling for Princess Celestia to come back in the background, but I didn't care. She didn't care about me; no one did. My vision started becoming blurry, my hearing became fuzzy. Before the world became black, I saw a tall pony figure and another of a creature of many before me. One looked at me with absolute fear and a heart broken expression. The other looked slightly disappoint and hurt. Scarlette, you do need help... Then I blacked out. Author's Note This got really sad... But writing reflects the author... This story was made to help me put my feelings and thoughts into words... So... sometimes it will be very sad and depressing (like now) and others will be happy, or at least happier... I'm surprised anyone even read this story, but thank you... ~Night NightmaresI'll scream just to get your attention. I have seen what happens to a lonely heart. And I'll scream just to get your attention. I have seen the nightmares that tore us apart. Seeing my little Rose lying on the floor, in a pool of her own blood, was enough to break my heart into a million tiny, little pieces. She was only just healing from her other attempt, and here she is, again, attempting to end her life. Why was that world so cruel to her? I was heartbroken. No. I was beyond heartbroken. My little Rose was dying, physically and mentally. All I knew was that she had to wake up. "Celestia..." I started, my gaze still stuck on the pale body of Scarlette. "Yes, Discord?" she replied sullenly, her gaze resting on me. "Is there... Is there anything we could do to help her? Maybe make her forget everything? Let her start over? She is here now, maybe we could change her and let her restart her life in Equestria..." I asked, begging almost, hoping there was something we could do. My head was pounding. It was like someone decided to make my head into their new drum. I tried to remember what happened before now, but I couldn't remember anything. It was like I never existed until this moment. I knew nothing but my name (and my species). Why did I remember nothing? Where was I even? I tried to open my eyes, but they felt so heavy, too heavy. As I tried to open them, I heard a door open and voices. Many different voices entered the room, but none of them I could remember. "When do you think she will wake up?" a male voice spoke with worry very evident in his voice. Why was he worried? Was he worried about me? Or were there others in this room besides me? "She should be waking up fairly soon," a different, feminine voice spoke soothingly to, I'm guessing, the male that first spoke. I tried to open my eyes again. This time they didn't seem as heavy as before, but they were still a bit much. Thankfully, I was able to get my eyes open. I glanced around the room. I saw about eight ponies, all with different colors, shapes, and sizes. Some had horns, some had wings, some had both, and some had neither. The colors varied from white to a dark blue and violet color. There was one who was different from the eight ponies. He -I'm guessing it was the male- was a human, like me. "Hello!" I jumped. My attention turned to the voice to see a very, very pink pony. "H-hi?" I responded, confused. "Hey guys! She's awake!" the pink pony announced, very loudly, while she jumped up and down. Everyone turned towards me. I hated being the center of attention. I kept hoping that the bed would just let me disappear into it. Unfortunately, I was never the lucky one. I kept my head down, looking at my hands, playing with my fingers. I wasn't sure where I was, or who anyone in the room was, but I knew that I felt something. I felt... safe. I felt like something was in the room that made me realize I could trust these ponies... and human. "Um... w-who are you?" I asked quietly, looking at all the ponies and the other human. "I'm Pinkie Pie, Silly!" the very, very pink pony yelled, giggling, while she was still jumping up and down. The blue pony with wings and rainbow mane and tail groaned, watching the very enthusiastic pony, before she jumped in. Boasting, she said, "I'm Rainbow Dash, the fastest and best flyer in Equestria!" The introductions continued on. The orange and blonde pony, who I learned was Apple Jack, rolled her eyes at the blue pegasus pony. I was guessing that Rainbow Dash was always like that, then. I had also learned that Rarity, who was a white unicorn with a purple mane and tail, was a very sophisticated and a pretty good seamstress. She even had her own boutique. There was also Fluttershy, a shy (wow, surprising!) yellow pegasus with long pink hair for both a mane and tail. The shy pegasus stayed quiet, staying in the back by herself. I figured she was always like that, as no other pony seemed to find it odd. There was also Twilight Sparkle. She kept staring at me like I was some sort of project. Her stare sent a shiver down my spine. It seemed like an eternity before the two bigger ponies had ushered everyone out of the room. It took a few minutes, but soon the room was empty except for the two unicorn and pegasus mixed ponies and myself, of course. I looked at the two, confused yet thankful. My mind was racing, trying to figure out what was going on and who the other human was. "I know you probably have a lot of questions, and I—no we—will answer all that we are able to," the taller, white, unicorn and pegasus mixed pony said, soothingly. "W-who are you? And you?" I asked looking from the white to dark blue unicorn pegasus pony. "I am Princess Celestia, and this is my younger sister," the white pony answered, pausing to let the other, her sister, answer. "And I am Princess Luna," the dark blue pony finished. "What are you?" I asked, hoping I wasn't sound rude or anything. "Our kind is called Alicorn. We are like a mix of all three types of ponies," the dark blue pony—Princess Luna—answered. "Who was that other human?" I asked, my gaze shifting from the door to the two Alicorns. There was a hesitation. Neither of them spoke. Everything was silent, and it was becoming deafening. Why wouldn't they answer that question? Was there something they weren't telling me? "Scarlette, you should go back to sleep. You look tired," Luna—no, Princess Luna—suggested. Her words seemed to be a trigger as the moment she said it, my eyes felt heavy, almost too heavy to even hold open, and I felt ready to pass out. Murmuring a few words of agreement, my eyes closed. As they did, I saw the two Alicorns exiting the room. My mind was racing. I fell asleep, letting the darkness overtake me. What were they hiding? The sky was black. The lake was purple. The grass was stained red. It was as if a war had torn through this place. The little bits of grass were blood-splattered, the lake's water was purple, and a small river of scarlet red liquid dripped slowly in the lake's embrace. No beauty was left to be seen. The flowers were ripped from the ground and torn apart. The trees were clawed and splashed with red. There was no fauna, no animals in sight. Everything was quiet. Everything was silent. It was all too silent. It was a war zone. Suddenly, there was a loud boom ringing from somewhere. Then there was a white hot flash. The white faded, and everything was different. Instead of scarred earth and deceased fauna, there was a big blue sky, blue water ran into the lake, flowers grew everywhere, and there was so many different animals. Then there was yelling. Attack! The beautiful scenery turned into a horror zone. Men ran from within the trees, tearing apart the beautiful land. The men tore through the trees and fields, clashing with the other side. It was war. She saw a gun being pointed at her. Her eyes wide. This cannot be real, she thought, Please don't be real. The shot was fired. Author's Note Not really edited, but here is an update, finally! I'm so sorry, but school's just been busy and such. Please tell me what you think! ~Night VunerableI was born to tell you I love you, Isn't that a song already? I get a B in originality, And it's true I can't go on without you Your smile makes me see clearer, If you could only see in the mirror what I see It was terrifying. The poor human was terrified. But of what? Men tore apart her field of hope, leaving nothing but marred lands and deceased fauna. Her brilliant skies turned grey like ash and her springs red like blood. Her spirit was lying broken on the ashen ground, the scarlet water soaking into her skin. The poor human must have had such a terrible life when she still lived on Earth. The field dissolved around everything as the human was pushed from the field into a memory. The room was dark and cold. Scarlette was shivering as she curled herself in the corner. Loud footsteps were echoing outside the door. Soon a man entered the room, letting in a flash of light before he closed the door again. But in those few seconds, it was possible to see what the human looked like. She was covered in dirt and torn rags. The man scoffed at her before slowly walking towards her. Unable to watch any further, the memory was pushed away. My eyes opened to darkness. Worried for a second that it hadn't worked, I looked around to see the lunar alicorn standing by the door. I sighed in relief. "Discord?" the lunar alicorn asked, softly. "Yes, Luna?" I replied, my voice slightly shaky. "What were you watching in your dreams?" Luna asked him, worried. "Scarlette," I told her softly. The lunar alicorn's eyes widened. She was mortified that humans could treat others so harshly. Suddenly, she understood everything that Scarlette did, why she did what she did. "Discord, you should do see her. She will probably be waking up soon," the lunar alicorn whispered softly. I nodded. Getting up from my bed, which was still a bit odd, seeing as I was still in human form, I walked passed the lunar alicorn and out the door. I had to see Scarlette, and I hope this time she will be alright. I woke up to a dull aching pain in my wrist. Confused, I turned my gaze to it, then everything came back. My wrist was lined with red, puffy lines, lines that I was so used to. But everything else came back, too. Equestria, the talking ponies... and the other human. Who was he? And why do I feel so... weird around him? That weird, fuzzy feeling was back just as I heard a knock on the door. "Yes?" I mumbled softly. The door opened to reveal him. The other human. "Hello, Scarlette. I... I just wanted to see how you were after the events of earlier," he spoke softly, his gaze resting gently on me. "I... I'm alright," I whispered, then asked, "I don't mean to sound rude, but what is your name?" "My name is Dis-," he stopped short. "Your name is what?" I asked again. He shook his head. "It is unimportant for now. Are you alright? You're had quite an experience in your time here." "I... I'm fine," I said, confused. Why was his name unimportant? And what did he mean "for now"? "Are you really?" the other human asked, worry seeping into his eyes. "I am..." I spoke softly, knowing it was only sort of true. He sighed. For once, I really wanted to tell someone the truth. I wanted to tell him that I really am fine, but I just don't feel anything. I'm numb, like anything could happen right now, the building starting on fire, someone breaks in and tries to shoot at me, anything and I wouldn't care, I wouldn't do anything because I was just so numb. But I couldn't speak this to him. I knew if I did he would be heartbroken. I don't know why though. No one ever cared about me, so why does he? Why does this person who I've never met before now care so much more about me than anyone I had ever met while I was on Earth? "Scarlette? I really do hope you understand that you can tell me anything. I promise that I will listen and be here for you," the other human started speaking softly, "I know what you were going through and how you felt when you were on Earth. I've seen what they have done to you, and I promise you that you will never go through that again, not while I am alive. Do you understand, Scarlette? I really, really do care for you." I wanted to cry. No one had ever been so kind and sweet to me. No one had ever cared whether I lived or died. It was so heartbreakingly sweet. But it was also so foreign. It made me want to curl up in a ball and disappear, but it also made me want to jump out of this bed and hug him tightly. Neither of which I did. Thankfully, do to my awkwardness around others, the door opened revealing two alicorns, one solar and one lunar. "Hello, Lulu, Sunbutt," the other human spoke, mischief seeping into his voice. "Hello, D-" the lunar alicorn started to say, but stopped short at the other human shaking his head. Confusion spread across the lunar pony's face. The solar alicorn whispered something into the other's ear, making understanding cover her face, rather than confusion. "Hello, and what have I said about calling me Sunbutt?" the solar alicorn spoke, slight annoyance in her voice. "You know you love it, Sunbutt," he smirked. The solar alicorn rolled her eyes, then spoke towards me, "Anyways, I do not know if you remember, but my name is Celestia, and this is my younger sister, Luna, we are the rulers, princesses really, of Equestria." "P-princesses?" I stuttered, surprised. "Yes, little one, but it is all right, we are here to help you," the lunar alicorn spoke softly, "I have seen what happened to you in your human world, and I hope to allow you a new beginning here in Equestria, one where you can have the life that should have been given to you before." "T-thank you, princess," I stuttered, still shocked. "No, my dear Scarlette, just call us by our names. You are a friend; titles are needless," Luna spoke, still in her soft tone. I nodded slowly. Suddenly, the door burst open again, and six ponies poured into the room. The two alicorns and the other human stared at the group. "It seems the element bearers wanted to see how our new friend was doing," Celestia spoke, she turned towards me, "We will leave you to interact with the others, but we will be back soon to see how you are doing. Come on, Luna, Dis-" Celestia cut herself off, "Goodbye, Scarlette, in due time, we shall see you again." "I'll be back soon, Scarlette, don't let this group scare you. They can be a bit wild and crazy, just a warning," the other human told me, before giving me a hug and a kiss upon my cheek. "Goodbye," I whispered as the two alicorns and human left the room. My attention turned to the six ponies before me. I sighed. Please don't let this turn out badly... Author's Note I'm so sorry.... It has been a looong time... School has just been keeping me busy, but I'll try to update more... On another note, What do you think: what should Discord tell Scarlette his name is? What name should he have, really? Anyway, if you're still reading this story, thank you... Goodbye...Author's Note Warning: This story contains self-harm, suicide, suicidal actions, depression, and dark topics similar to that. May be triggering (?) Read at your own risk. Goodbye... Tears were slowly falling down my cheeks as I held the controller of my life. I had always hated being tied to it and having to do it, but I never saw a reason to stop. Everything added on to my reasons to do it. Looking down at it. The small piece of metal, sharpened to be paper thin and extremely sharp. This piece of metal held my life and my relief. Taking a deep breath, I put it to my wrist. Counting slowly to three, I dragged the blade across my skin. Pain and relief washed over me. As soon as a brought the razor up, the crimson liquid seeped out, staining against my snow-white skin. After a few seconds of watching the blood seep out and the numbness fill my body, I got up and walked to my bathroom, locking the door behind me. I turned the faucet on and watched as the sink was stained red with blood. When the bleeding stopped, I turned the faucet off and looked at my mirror. Staring back at me was a girl. She looked to be about my age. With the same dull grey eyes and dull brown hair. I moved my hand to touch her face, but the girl copied my movement. A small, sad smile came upon her, and my, lips. I realized the girl was me. I held my books closely to my body, keeping my head low in hopes that no one would recognize me. I was so close to my first hour class, History, when it happened. I thought I was going to make it, unlike last year. Freshman year. I was bullied terribly throughout the year, and this year, Sophomore year, I was hoping it would be different. Sadly, after this, I knew it wouldn't be. "Hey, Scar!" My eyes widened. No! I knew it was going to happen. Sofia, my bully, was obviously going to find me, sooner or later. I was only hoping it would be later rather than sooner. "Scar!" she yelled again, stomping up to me. "Hey! Didn't you hear me yelling for you? Or are you going deaf now?" "Yeah, Scar. We missed you over the summer. Where'd you go? Rehab?" Sofia's main bi-, I mean friend, Molly joined in. "Guys, you know she couldn't have possibly went there; they wouldn't even allow her to come inside the building! Rehab is for those who need and are worth helping, not for stupid, worthless freaks like our little Scarlette September," Evelyn, another one of my bullies, added. "You're right, Ev, no one would even want to help her. To be honest, I'm surprised she is still even alive," Sofia said, smirking. "Maybe we can change that." My eyes widened. What was she thinking? I turned, hoping to race to the classroom before she could do anything, but as soon as I turned around, I bumped into someone. That someone was Michael, Sofia's boy-toy and the quarterback for the football team. Oh no... Michael looked down at me (since he is well over 6 feet, while I am only like 5), smirking. "Hello, Scarlette. Did you miss us?" Michael asked in a sickly sweet voice, a smirk still playing on his lips. "Oh, Michael, of course I didn't," I said in an innocent tone. That angered him. He grabbed my things, throwing them to the floor. His eyes were tinted red, and honestly, I could almost see smoke coming out of his ears. I was scared. He pushed me, making me fall to the ground. Sofia and her clique decided to join. They stomped on me with their high-heeled shoes, pulled my hair, punched me, slapped me, kicked me, and the list goes on. It seemed to continue for hours upon hours, but soon the bell signaling the start of first hour rung, and Michael, Sofia, and the others walked away. I lied deadly in the corridor, waiting for any amount of strength to return to my body. To my surprise, no teacher or student ever walked by. I was some what thankfully, because it would be embarrassing to see anyone, but some what saddened that I couldn't get any help. But I probably wouldn't have gotten any help any way. Once I felt like I had strength to move, I slowly peeled myself off of the floor and gather my books. When I was finally able to stand up without having the world spin, I dashed out of the school and ran home. I couldn't do this anymore. I couldn't be the worthless, stupid freak with the constant torture. I reached home, racing in the door, slamming it shut. Thankfully, I live with a father who is always working and never home. I quickly sprinted to my bedroom. I locked my door and turned on my music. Blasting depressing rock music through the speakers, I made my way into the bathroom. I reached underneath the sink and pulled out a case. Opening it, I saw the comforting sight of my blades, pills, knives, and rope. I took out my blade, smiling softly. It was funny how a small non-living piece of metal could so easily control my life, but it did. I needed it, the pain. Slowly, I brought it up to my wrist and pulled slightly. A smile spread across my face when I saw the crimson red liquid pour out from the white crevice I had made in my skin. I did it again. Then again. Over and over to the point where blood was forming a pool in front of me. The crimson liquid stained my skin, but I smiled. Setting the blade down, I grabbed the pills. This was it. I was done. No more bullying. No more Sofia, Michael, Molly, or Evelyn. No more uncaring, work-a-holic father. No more useless waste of oxygen. Smiling, I empty the pill bottle into my hands. Staring at them, I counted to three, then threw them into my mouth. I waited, music filling my ears. My vision became blurred; I smiled. Goodbye, I thought. Then everything went dark.
Half AliveI'm almost alive And I need you to try and save me. Then everything went dark... Everything was swimming. My vision was still blurry, and I could feel tears burning on my cheeks. My wrists stung, and my stomach ached. My mind was racing, and my heart was pounding. Was I dying? I always thought that death was peaceful, like falling asleep. That you would wake up in fields of flowers, or something like that. I always hoped that everything would end. Was it just on Earth that I wanted everything to end? Did I even really, truly want to die? Or did I want to go somewhere else? Because I couldn't handle the life I had lived on Earth? Was life, anywhere, even worth living? It seems I am always beaten, made fun, bullied, hurt, and outcasted. Why do I even try anymore? I really hope that this is death.... I watched her from the window, just like I did every night. I watched as she cried, yelled, and cut. It pained me to watch her go through the torture. She was so fragile and beautiful. My little Rose. I knew she was bullied. I was always watching over her. I saw what those girls did to her, what that boy did. If I was able, I would have hurt them all for hurting my little rose, but I was not able to. Little Tia and Lulu wouldn't be pleased, since I'm supposedly reformed. I watched my little rose as she ran into her bedroom, slamming the door closed. She blasted her music: a slow, depressing song. It was her favorite artist. I sighed. Watching, I saw her grab her small case of tools. I watched, my heart being torn to pieces, as she dragged that blade over her skin, over and over again. A small pool of blood was starting to form around her; she was becoming ghostly white, too. I felt my heart break. I slid through the window and over to my little rose. She couldn't see me, that was the price I had to pay in order to convince Sun-butt and Lulu to let me come here. My eyes widened in shock and horror as I watched her take the pills out of the case. She never used the pills before... Oh no... I tried to think of something, anything, to get her to stop. I couldn't let her die. Think, man, think! "Lulu!" I yelled. I prayed that she would hear me and come. Luna was the only one who could do anything for my little rose, and I needed her. If Luna wouldn't or couldn't get here, then I would lose my rose. I can't lose her! I watched Scarlette as she dumped the bottle into her hand and slowly count to three before she threw the pills into her mouth and swallowed. "Lulu!" I yelled in desperation. If Luna doesn't get her soon, I know that my little rose with die. "Shh, my friend, I am here," a calm, soft voice came from behind me. I turned around. "Lulu!" I yelled, terror and happiness evident in my voice, "Can you help her?" "I can try, but in order to do so, she has to come back with us," Luna announced softly. "Anything! Please, just try to save her!" I pleaded. "Very well," Luna replied. She closed her eyes, and her horn lit up. Around us, the room swayed and everything turned into a blur. I watched my little rose, hoping she would live. I didn't want to lose her when I hadn't even been able to hold her. Oh, my little rose, please, please live... My mind was racing. How long is this going to be happening? Was this all there is to death? No real ending, just constant thinking? Around me, the darkness seemed like walls, pushing closer and closer every minute. It was like a shrinking room, one to torture you until the walls were next to you, then suddenly SQUISH! and you're gone, mushed by the walls. The darkness was all I could see, but a small, soft voice was echoing through the walls. A voice I had never heard before. My little rose... Please, please, please live... My little rose... I had never been called that before. I kind of liked it. Who was that?I wanted to know. I just wanted to know. Who was saying that? Who wanted me to live? Why would someone even want me to live? Why was I hearing a voice that I had never heard before? Was I alive? In a hospital? Or was I dead? And that was just a figment of my imagination? "Calm down, my friend, she will be fine." "Yeah, why are you so worried anyway?" "'Cause he's in love, duh!" "Love?" "Yeah, Twi, love!" "I think it is absolutely adorable!" "When will she wake up, Lulu?" "I do not know. Soon perhaps. It depends on her. I've never worked with her kind before." My kind? What did... she?... mean by my kind? If she's never worked with my... kind... than what is she? Or they? As I waited in the dark, I listened to their conversations. From what I've been able to tell, there was about seven females, sometimes an eighth would come in, and one male. And supposedly the male was in love... with me. "Twilight, why hasn't she awaken yet?" the male asked to the female, Twilight. "I don't know. Just be patient. She will awake when she is ready," Twilight replied to the male. I wanted to wake up. I wanted to see who they all were. I concentrated hard, trying to wake myself up. I tried to curl my fingers, trying to get them to move. I must of succeeded because I heard someone yell. "She moved!' I heard the most energetic voice of the nine I've been hearing. "Don't mess with us, Pinkie, she couldn't have moved!" the most arrogant voice of them all replied. I tried again, succeeding, too. I heard multiple gasps. "See! I told you so!" the voice, Pinkie?, yelled. "Hey, Scarlette, can you hear me? Move your fingers if you can," the voice, Twilight?, asked. I moved my fingers slightly. "Okay, good. Do you think you could open your eyes?" Twilight asked again. I concentrated, like I did when I moved my fingers, and slow tried to open my eyes. It was hard; they seemed to be glued shut. Concentrating, I counted to three. One... Two... Three... I pulled my eyelids apart, allowing my eyes to open, before closing them quickly due to the bright light. Slowly, I reopened them. "Good," Twilight said, pleased. I turned my head to her voice. "Hello, Scarlette. My name is Twilight Sparkle." I gasped. Twilight was... A pony?! Author's Note As I can see, no one is liking this very well... Tell me, how can I make this better?
StrangerI'm confident But I can't pretend I wasn't terrified to meet you Twilight was... A pony?! My eyes widened in surprise. A pony? A talking pony? A real, talking pony?! Is that even possible? Was I dreaming? Is this just a dream? Or did I die and this is just some figment of imagination? "Scarlette? Are you okay?" Twilight asked, softly. "H-how? How are you... talking?" I stuttered in confusion. "What?" Twilight looked confused. "Ponies aren't suppose to be able to talk," I said, looking at her. "Oh. Um, well, here in Equestria, we can," Twilight replied, unsure. I looked around the room. Besides Twilight, who was a light purple colored pony with a dark indigo and purple and pink striped mane and tail, and with both wings and a horn, there was: a white-ish colored pony with a purple-indigo mane and tail, and also a horn upon her head; a light blue pony with rainbow colored main and tail with wings; a light yellow pony with a pink colored mane and tail, also with wings; a light pink pony, with no wings or horn, with a darker pink colored mane and tail; an orange-ish colored pony, again without a horn or wings, with a yellow colored mane and tail and a cowboy hat; a taller, blue pony with a translucent mane and tail with both wings and a horn; and lastly a creature with many different parts of different animals. "Wh-who are all of you?" I asked, looking at all of the ponies and the creature in amazement and a little bit of fear, while also trying to put names to all the different ponies. "Hiya! I'm Pinkie Pie!" the fully pink pony without wings or a horn announced, bouncing up and down. "I'm Rainbow Dash! The fastest pony in Ponyville!" the light blue pony with the rainbow-colored hair and wings said, arrogantly. "I'm Apple Jack," the one with the cowboy hat entered in. "I'm fluttershy," the yellow and pink pony with wings added in, very quietly. "I am Rarity," the white pony with purple-indigo hair and a horn announced, elegantly. "My name is Princess Luna, little one," the taller blue pony with the translucent mane and tail with wings and a horn said softly, walking closer to me. "Welcome to Equestria, dear one." "P-p-princess?" I stuttered in surprise. "Yes, dear one. I am a princess, and so is young Twilight over there," the pony, Luna, Princess Luna, said, softly. "E-equestria?" I stuttered, "What is that?" "Equestria, my dear, is where we are," Princess Luna replied, still using a soft voice. "Here, the unicorns," she gestured to Rarity "the pegasi, " she gestured to Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy (I think? The really quiet pegasus pony...) "and the earth ponies," she gestured to Pinkie Pie and Apple Jack "all live together in harmony." "If unicorns have horns, pegasi have wings, and earth ponies have neither, then what are you and Twilight?" I asked, confused. "As princesses, we are Alicorns. We have wings, horns, and the strength of the earth ponies," Princess Luna answered. "Oh," was all I could say. Then I remembered something. "Who was... the other one who was in here... Who was he?" I asked, unsure of how to exactly say it. "Oh, that was Discord," Twilight answered. "Discord? What was he?" I asked, wondering. "Discord is a draconequus," Twilight, again, answered. "A... a draconequus?" I repeated in confusion. "Yep! And what are you? I've never seen anything like you before!" the over-excited pink earth pony asked, bouncing up and down. "I'm human..." I replied, a little unsure. "Ooh! I need to go plan your 'Welcome to Equestria, Scarlette the Human!'" Pinkie Pie squealed, before bouncing out of the room. I looked over at Twilight. "Is she always like that?" I asked, confused. "Yeah, she is," Twilight replied, looking to where the pink earth pony had disappeared from. "Okay then..." was all I said in reply. She was alive. She was alive. She was alive. She was ALIVE! SHE WAS ALIVE!! And why wasn't I in there? Simple. I was scared. No. I was terrified. I've been watching her for years, but she had never been able to see me. I was always in the shadows, watching her, learning everything about her, falling for her. But now she was here. She could see me. But I was too scared to stay. What if she becomes scared of me? Or hates me? Or even rejects me? What if she doesn't love me back? Ever? Sighing, I shook my head. Look at me. I'm suppose to be the God of Chaos, yet I'm scared that a girl won't like me. My God, Discord, what are you letting happen to yourself? "Discord? What are you doing out here? Why aren't you with the others, with Scarlette?" a voice asked. I looked up and saw Celestia (otherwise known as Sun-butt or Little Tia). "What do you want, Celestia?" I asked, quietly. "Oh my, you really do love that girl," Sun-butt stated. "So?" I growled, looking at her. "Calm down, Discord. Why are you not with her?" Sun-butt repeated. "Because... What if she doesn't like me? Or will be scared of me? Then what? I..." I stopped. "Discord..." Celestia sighed, "Come on, let's go back to the room with all the others." As Sun-butt spoke, she started walking away. With a sigh, I shook my head and followed her lead. I just really hope I won't regret listening to Sun-butt... Author's Note I just want to say Thank you for all the comments; I really do appreciate every single one. I started this story out as just a way to vent out my thoughts and feelings; I never thought it was going to be seen by so many others... I know I'm not the best, and I shouldn't be; I am a Sophomore in High School, I'm still learning. That's why I appreciate all the comments, I like to know how I can improve. Thank you, ~Night
Stay Close, Don't GoDon't leave me tonight, This heart of stone will sink 'til it dies, If you leave me tonight. I just really hope I won't regret listening to Sun-butt... I stayed a few paces behind Sun-butt, trying to convince myself that nothing bad will happen when she sees me. She won't hate me. She won't be scared. Well, at least not any more scared than she probably already is from waking up in a new world. I sighed. Nothing will go wrong. Nothing can go wrong. I shook my head, trying to shake those thoughts away. I needed to see her. She was alive. She was here. She could finally see me. "Discord," a voice just about yelled at me, shaking me out of my thoughts. I looked to see Sun-butt a few inches before me. I growled. "Yes, Sun-butt?" I asked, using the nickname in hopes to anger her. "Dis- Did you call me Sun-butt?" she cut off, glaring at me. "Yeah, yeah. So what? What did you want, Sun-butt?" I asked, smirking. "We are here," was all she said before entering the room. The smirk faded. My feet (well sort of... hooves, maybe? I don't know) were seemingly stuck to the floor; I couldn't move. The what if's were racing through my mind. What if she is scared of me? Or what if she ends up hating me? Or... or.. What if she finds me repulsive or disgusting or... evil... What if she finds me weird and is a bit confused... What if she learns that I had been watching her for the past few years and finds that disturbing or weird? "Discord!" a voice called out. Sun-butt. "Can you please come in here already?" I sighed. I guess it's time to put my fears behind me. I took a deep breath, then opened the door. Wish me luck... Everything became awkward. No one said anything. I kept my gaze on my hands, feeling slightly hurt. I didn't understand why though. It felt like something was missing (and no, it was not because the crazy pink pony called Pinkie Pie had left). What was this that I was feeling? I must have been so lost in thought that I never realized that everyone in the room was looking at me and a new pony had entered the room. "Hello, sister," the lunar pony (Luna?) had said. "Hello, sister, Twilight, Elements," the taller pony of white said, before looking over at me. "Hello, Scarlette. My name is Princess Celestia." "H... Hello," I stuttered slightly, still a bit lost in my thoughts. "I take it that you feel like something is missing, perhaps?" Cel- Princess Celestia said, shocking me. "Uh... um..." I didn't know how to reply. "Trust me, child, when you've been alive as long as I, you tend to pick up on things," the white pony (alicorn?) said in a soothing tone. "Yeah... Why do I feel this way?" I asked quietly, unsure of my own words. The princess looked around the room, "Do you all mind going to the dining hall for dinner now? It is getting late, and I wish to speak with Scarlette here, alone." All the ponies gave murmurs of agreement and made their way out of the room. When all had left, the door closed. Princess Celestia looked at me; a look of wonder and love adorned her face. I was confused and a bit shocked. "Scarlette, I know everything that has happened to you, since you've woken up especially, has been a bit shocking and overwhelming. I do not intend to add onto that shock, but we must speak now. I know of your self-harming, depression, and suicidal thoughts and attempts. I understand your world is different than that of here, but you are here now, and I want to help you become better and-" Princess Celestia went on, but I cut her off. "Who says I need help? What if I don't need help? What if... What if I don't want help..." I cut it, just about crying after I said that. "Scarlette... Please. There is somewhere who is waiting outside who needs you, who loves you. The one who stands outside was the one who saved your life. He had my sister, Luna, bring you here, to save you. He loves you, I promise you that. He needs you," Princess Celestia about cried to me. "H-he l-l-loves me?" I asked shocked. "Yes, Scarlette. He was always watching over you, making sure you were okay. I am unsure of how human nature works and how your kind works, but I now that your kind can love. Now, I am not telling you this to tell you that you have to love him, even if you do or do not, but I am telling you this to let you know that someone has cared for you for years. Please, I understand habits can be hard to break, but I need you to try," Princess Celestia sighed. "I am going to send him in. He is scared, as he isn't one to show his feelings. Soon, I will tell you more about him, unless he does so himself. I also need you to understand that he is worried that you will hate him or be scared of him. I can assure you he is not going to hurt you; he's not very scary. Just talk with him, help assure him that you are alright. He needs that." After she finished speaking, Princess Celestia looked at me, giving a small smile, before walking out of the room. I sat there, completely still, trying to comprehend the princess' words. Did someone actually love me? Someone had been watching over me for the past few years? Someone actually loved me? He is scared that I will hate him? He is scared that I will be afraid of him? Someone actually loved me? I must have been so lost in thought as to have not been listening as the draconequus had already slipped into the room and was watching me with interest. Suddenly, I realized that the feeling I had earlier, that something was missing, was now gone. Was it him that I felt was missing? I shook my head. I heard him clear his throat; I looked up at him and gasped, silently. The creature before me looked so very familiar, like I had seen him before. I felt my heart skip a beat. "H... Hello," he said, smiling slightly. "H-hello," I replied, still trying to figure out my feelings. "If you haven't been told already, my name is Discord," he said almost silently. "Discord? As in 'lack of harmony' or 'chaos'?" I asked, mostly to myself. "Why is your name Discord?" "My little Rose, I am the spirit of chaos," he told me, flinching slightly. Did he really think that I would hate him or be afraid of him because he was the spirit of chaos? "My name is Scarlette September, but I think you already knew that," I smiled. I giggled slightly when I noticed he had blushed from my comment. "I did know, my little rose, I did," he whispered. "Why do you call me 'my little rose'?" I asked in wonder. "Um... because you're like a little rose. Beautiful and innocent, new and bright," Discord spoke, looking straight into my eyes. This time, it was my turn to blush. My cheeks started to burn as the blood rushed to my cheeks. I had never heard someone call me beautiful before. I was always called ugly, fat, disgusting, worthless... I must have made it obvious to what I was thinking because I'm snapped out of my thoughts by Discord grabbing my hand in his... paw?... and whispering my name while he stared into my eyes. "Scarlette, please stop thinking about them. I don't want you to keep hurting yourself. Those girls were mean and jealous of you, that is why they hurt you. Don't listen to their words; listen to mine. I will tell you the truth. You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. You're perfect. You're not fat, or ugly, or disgusting, and you are definitely not worthless. My little rose, you are perfect. Please, forget everything they said; listen to me," Discord pleaded, holding my hands and staring into my eyes. "Why do you care so much about me?" I asked, my voice cracking. "Because you are an amazing girl that I have loved for so many years. Ever since I saw you way back when you were still in Elementary school, playing by yourself on the swing set. I knew there was something special about you; I knew I loved you. I've watched over you ever since then. I've seen you every time you ran home crying, wanting to just end everything. I watched as you picked up the blade for the first time, to the first time you purged, to when you skipped a meal. And every time I saw you do something to yourself, my heart broke. I wanted to be able to hold you, to tell you everything would be alright, but I wasn't allowed to. I had to watch you go through all that pain. Please believe me when I tell you that you are perfect and that I do truly, undeniably love you," Discord spoke, tears leaking from his eyes. "You can't love me, Discord. I am nothing. Please, please, please understand! I can't be loved! Everyone hates me! Don't lie to me!" I screamed, sobbing. I ran from the bed to the other door I noticed in the room. The door led to a bathroom, thankfully. I locked the door and sunk to the floor. I was sobbing. When I ran, I had grabbed something off of the table. In my hand, I held a blade. I cried, yelling at myself. "Stupid, stupid, stupid! Just die already, please. No one needs me, no one loves me. Nobody cares. Everyone was lying. Princess Celestia, Discord, even Twilight and all of her friends. They don't care! I'm just a stupid, fat, ugly, worthless human that has no meaning in any world," I sighed, sobbing harder. "I'm sorry... Goodbye..." I took the blade and dug it deep into my wrist. I did it again and again, watching my wrist turn from a pale white, to a pink-ish color of white stained with crimson. My mind was racing, whirling with fear. I could faintly hear Discord yelling for Princess Celestia to come back in the background, but I didn't care. She didn't care about me; no one did. My vision started becoming blurry, my hearing became fuzzy. Before the world became black, I saw a tall pony figure and another of a creature of many before me. One looked at me with absolute fear and a heart broken expression. The other looked slightly disappoint and hurt. Scarlette, you do need help... Then I blacked out. Author's Note This got really sad... But writing reflects the author... This story was made to help me put my feelings and thoughts into words... So... sometimes it will be very sad and depressing (like now) and others will be happy, or at least happier... I'm surprised anyone even read this story, but thank you... ~Night
NightmaresI'll scream just to get your attention. I have seen what happens to a lonely heart. And I'll scream just to get your attention. I have seen the nightmares that tore us apart. Seeing my little Rose lying on the floor, in a pool of her own blood, was enough to break my heart into a million tiny, little pieces. She was only just healing from her other attempt, and here she is, again, attempting to end her life. Why was that world so cruel to her? I was heartbroken. No. I was beyond heartbroken. My little Rose was dying, physically and mentally. All I knew was that she had to wake up. "Celestia..." I started, my gaze still stuck on the pale body of Scarlette. "Yes, Discord?" she replied sullenly, her gaze resting on me. "Is there... Is there anything we could do to help her? Maybe make her forget everything? Let her start over? She is here now, maybe we could change her and let her restart her life in Equestria..." I asked, begging almost, hoping there was something we could do. My head was pounding. It was like someone decided to make my head into their new drum. I tried to remember what happened before now, but I couldn't remember anything. It was like I never existed until this moment. I knew nothing but my name (and my species). Why did I remember nothing? Where was I even? I tried to open my eyes, but they felt so heavy, too heavy. As I tried to open them, I heard a door open and voices. Many different voices entered the room, but none of them I could remember. "When do you think she will wake up?" a male voice spoke with worry very evident in his voice. Why was he worried? Was he worried about me? Or were there others in this room besides me? "She should be waking up fairly soon," a different, feminine voice spoke soothingly to, I'm guessing, the male that first spoke. I tried to open my eyes again. This time they didn't seem as heavy as before, but they were still a bit much. Thankfully, I was able to get my eyes open. I glanced around the room. I saw about eight ponies, all with different colors, shapes, and sizes. Some had horns, some had wings, some had both, and some had neither. The colors varied from white to a dark blue and violet color. There was one who was different from the eight ponies. He -I'm guessing it was the male- was a human, like me. "Hello!" I jumped. My attention turned to the voice to see a very, very pink pony. "H-hi?" I responded, confused. "Hey guys! She's awake!" the pink pony announced, very loudly, while she jumped up and down. Everyone turned towards me. I hated being the center of attention. I kept hoping that the bed would just let me disappear into it. Unfortunately, I was never the lucky one. I kept my head down, looking at my hands, playing with my fingers. I wasn't sure where I was, or who anyone in the room was, but I knew that I felt something. I felt... safe. I felt like something was in the room that made me realize I could trust these ponies... and human. "Um... w-who are you?" I asked quietly, looking at all the ponies and the other human. "I'm Pinkie Pie, Silly!" the very, very pink pony yelled, giggling, while she was still jumping up and down. The blue pony with wings and rainbow mane and tail groaned, watching the very enthusiastic pony, before she jumped in. Boasting, she said, "I'm Rainbow Dash, the fastest and best flyer in Equestria!" The introductions continued on. The orange and blonde pony, who I learned was Apple Jack, rolled her eyes at the blue pegasus pony. I was guessing that Rainbow Dash was always like that, then. I had also learned that Rarity, who was a white unicorn with a purple mane and tail, was a very sophisticated and a pretty good seamstress. She even had her own boutique. There was also Fluttershy, a shy (wow, surprising!) yellow pegasus with long pink hair for both a mane and tail. The shy pegasus stayed quiet, staying in the back by herself. I figured she was always like that, as no other pony seemed to find it odd. There was also Twilight Sparkle. She kept staring at me like I was some sort of project. Her stare sent a shiver down my spine. It seemed like an eternity before the two bigger ponies had ushered everyone out of the room. It took a few minutes, but soon the room was empty except for the two unicorn and pegasus mixed ponies and myself, of course. I looked at the two, confused yet thankful. My mind was racing, trying to figure out what was going on and who the other human was. "I know you probably have a lot of questions, and I—no we—will answer all that we are able to," the taller, white, unicorn and pegasus mixed pony said, soothingly. "W-who are you? And you?" I asked looking from the white to dark blue unicorn pegasus pony. "I am Princess Celestia, and this is my younger sister," the white pony answered, pausing to let the other, her sister, answer. "And I am Princess Luna," the dark blue pony finished. "What are you?" I asked, hoping I wasn't sound rude or anything. "Our kind is called Alicorn. We are like a mix of all three types of ponies," the dark blue pony—Princess Luna—answered. "Who was that other human?" I asked, my gaze shifting from the door to the two Alicorns. There was a hesitation. Neither of them spoke. Everything was silent, and it was becoming deafening. Why wouldn't they answer that question? Was there something they weren't telling me? "Scarlette, you should go back to sleep. You look tired," Luna—no, Princess Luna—suggested. Her words seemed to be a trigger as the moment she said it, my eyes felt heavy, almost too heavy to even hold open, and I felt ready to pass out. Murmuring a few words of agreement, my eyes closed. As they did, I saw the two Alicorns exiting the room. My mind was racing. I fell asleep, letting the darkness overtake me. What were they hiding? The sky was black. The lake was purple. The grass was stained red. It was as if a war had torn through this place. The little bits of grass were blood-splattered, the lake's water was purple, and a small river of scarlet red liquid dripped slowly in the lake's embrace. No beauty was left to be seen. The flowers were ripped from the ground and torn apart. The trees were clawed and splashed with red. There was no fauna, no animals in sight. Everything was quiet. Everything was silent. It was all too silent. It was a war zone. Suddenly, there was a loud boom ringing from somewhere. Then there was a white hot flash. The white faded, and everything was different. Instead of scarred earth and deceased fauna, there was a big blue sky, blue water ran into the lake, flowers grew everywhere, and there was so many different animals. Then there was yelling. Attack! The beautiful scenery turned into a horror zone. Men ran from within the trees, tearing apart the beautiful land. The men tore through the trees and fields, clashing with the other side. It was war. She saw a gun being pointed at her. Her eyes wide. This cannot be real, she thought, Please don't be real. The shot was fired. Author's Note Not really edited, but here is an update, finally! I'm so sorry, but school's just been busy and such. Please tell me what you think! ~Night
VunerableI was born to tell you I love you, Isn't that a song already? I get a B in originality, And it's true I can't go on without you Your smile makes me see clearer, If you could only see in the mirror what I see It was terrifying. The poor human was terrified. But of what? Men tore apart her field of hope, leaving nothing but marred lands and deceased fauna. Her brilliant skies turned grey like ash and her springs red like blood. Her spirit was lying broken on the ashen ground, the scarlet water soaking into her skin. The poor human must have had such a terrible life when she still lived on Earth. The field dissolved around everything as the human was pushed from the field into a memory. The room was dark and cold. Scarlette was shivering as she curled herself in the corner. Loud footsteps were echoing outside the door. Soon a man entered the room, letting in a flash of light before he closed the door again. But in those few seconds, it was possible to see what the human looked like. She was covered in dirt and torn rags. The man scoffed at her before slowly walking towards her. Unable to watch any further, the memory was pushed away. My eyes opened to darkness. Worried for a second that it hadn't worked, I looked around to see the lunar alicorn standing by the door. I sighed in relief. "Discord?" the lunar alicorn asked, softly. "Yes, Luna?" I replied, my voice slightly shaky. "What were you watching in your dreams?" Luna asked him, worried. "Scarlette," I told her softly. The lunar alicorn's eyes widened. She was mortified that humans could treat others so harshly. Suddenly, she understood everything that Scarlette did, why she did what she did. "Discord, you should do see her. She will probably be waking up soon," the lunar alicorn whispered softly. I nodded. Getting up from my bed, which was still a bit odd, seeing as I was still in human form, I walked passed the lunar alicorn and out the door. I had to see Scarlette, and I hope this time she will be alright. I woke up to a dull aching pain in my wrist. Confused, I turned my gaze to it, then everything came back. My wrist was lined with red, puffy lines, lines that I was so used to. But everything else came back, too. Equestria, the talking ponies... and the other human. Who was he? And why do I feel so... weird around him? That weird, fuzzy feeling was back just as I heard a knock on the door. "Yes?" I mumbled softly. The door opened to reveal him. The other human. "Hello, Scarlette. I... I just wanted to see how you were after the events of earlier," he spoke softly, his gaze resting gently on me. "I... I'm alright," I whispered, then asked, "I don't mean to sound rude, but what is your name?" "My name is Dis-," he stopped short. "Your name is what?" I asked again. He shook his head. "It is unimportant for now. Are you alright? You're had quite an experience in your time here." "I... I'm fine," I said, confused. Why was his name unimportant? And what did he mean "for now"? "Are you really?" the other human asked, worry seeping into his eyes. "I am..." I spoke softly, knowing it was only sort of true. He sighed. For once, I really wanted to tell someone the truth. I wanted to tell him that I really am fine, but I just don't feel anything. I'm numb, like anything could happen right now, the building starting on fire, someone breaks in and tries to shoot at me, anything and I wouldn't care, I wouldn't do anything because I was just so numb. But I couldn't speak this to him. I knew if I did he would be heartbroken. I don't know why though. No one ever cared about me, so why does he? Why does this person who I've never met before now care so much more about me than anyone I had ever met while I was on Earth? "Scarlette? I really do hope you understand that you can tell me anything. I promise that I will listen and be here for you," the other human started speaking softly, "I know what you were going through and how you felt when you were on Earth. I've seen what they have done to you, and I promise you that you will never go through that again, not while I am alive. Do you understand, Scarlette? I really, really do care for you." I wanted to cry. No one had ever been so kind and sweet to me. No one had ever cared whether I lived or died. It was so heartbreakingly sweet. But it was also so foreign. It made me want to curl up in a ball and disappear, but it also made me want to jump out of this bed and hug him tightly. Neither of which I did. Thankfully, do to my awkwardness around others, the door opened revealing two alicorns, one solar and one lunar. "Hello, Lulu, Sunbutt," the other human spoke, mischief seeping into his voice. "Hello, D-" the lunar alicorn started to say, but stopped short at the other human shaking his head. Confusion spread across the lunar pony's face. The solar alicorn whispered something into the other's ear, making understanding cover her face, rather than confusion. "Hello, and what have I said about calling me Sunbutt?" the solar alicorn spoke, slight annoyance in her voice. "You know you love it, Sunbutt," he smirked. The solar alicorn rolled her eyes, then spoke towards me, "Anyways, I do not know if you remember, but my name is Celestia, and this is my younger sister, Luna, we are the rulers, princesses really, of Equestria." "P-princesses?" I stuttered, surprised. "Yes, little one, but it is all right, we are here to help you," the lunar alicorn spoke softly, "I have seen what happened to you in your human world, and I hope to allow you a new beginning here in Equestria, one where you can have the life that should have been given to you before." "T-thank you, princess," I stuttered, still shocked. "No, my dear Scarlette, just call us by our names. You are a friend; titles are needless," Luna spoke, still in her soft tone. I nodded slowly. Suddenly, the door burst open again, and six ponies poured into the room. The two alicorns and the other human stared at the group. "It seems the element bearers wanted to see how our new friend was doing," Celestia spoke, she turned towards me, "We will leave you to interact with the others, but we will be back soon to see how you are doing. Come on, Luna, Dis-" Celestia cut herself off, "Goodbye, Scarlette, in due time, we shall see you again." "I'll be back soon, Scarlette, don't let this group scare you. They can be a bit wild and crazy, just a warning," the other human told me, before giving me a hug and a kiss upon my cheek. "Goodbye," I whispered as the two alicorns and human left the room. My attention turned to the six ponies before me. I sighed. Please don't let this turn out badly... Author's Note I'm so sorry.... It has been a looong time... School has just been keeping me busy, but I'll try to update more... On another note, What do you think: what should Discord tell Scarlette his name is? What name should he have, really? Anyway, if you're still reading this story, thank you...
Goodbye...Author's Note Warning: This story contains self-harm, suicide, suicidal actions, depression, and dark topics similar to that. May be triggering (?) Read at your own risk. Goodbye... Tears were slowly falling down my cheeks as I held the controller of my life. I had always hated being tied to it and having to do it, but I never saw a reason to stop. Everything added on to my reasons to do it. Looking down at it. The small piece of metal, sharpened to be paper thin and extremely sharp. This piece of metal held my life and my relief. Taking a deep breath, I put it to my wrist. Counting slowly to three, I dragged the blade across my skin. Pain and relief washed over me. As soon as a brought the razor up, the crimson liquid seeped out, staining against my snow-white skin. After a few seconds of watching the blood seep out and the numbness fill my body, I got up and walked to my bathroom, locking the door behind me. I turned the faucet on and watched as the sink was stained red with blood. When the bleeding stopped, I turned the faucet off and looked at my mirror. Staring back at me was a girl. She looked to be about my age. With the same dull grey eyes and dull brown hair. I moved my hand to touch her face, but the girl copied my movement. A small, sad smile came upon her, and my, lips. I realized the girl was me. I held my books closely to my body, keeping my head low in hopes that no one would recognize me. I was so close to my first hour class, History, when it happened. I thought I was going to make it, unlike last year. Freshman year. I was bullied terribly throughout the year, and this year, Sophomore year, I was hoping it would be different. Sadly, after this, I knew it wouldn't be. "Hey, Scar!" My eyes widened. No! I knew it was going to happen. Sofia, my bully, was obviously going to find me, sooner or later. I was only hoping it would be later rather than sooner. "Scar!" she yelled again, stomping up to me. "Hey! Didn't you hear me yelling for you? Or are you going deaf now?" "Yeah, Scar. We missed you over the summer. Where'd you go? Rehab?" Sofia's main bi-, I mean friend, Molly joined in. "Guys, you know she couldn't have possibly went there; they wouldn't even allow her to come inside the building! Rehab is for those who need and are worth helping, not for stupid, worthless freaks like our little Scarlette September," Evelyn, another one of my bullies, added. "You're right, Ev, no one would even want to help her. To be honest, I'm surprised she is still even alive," Sofia said, smirking. "Maybe we can change that." My eyes widened. What was she thinking? I turned, hoping to race to the classroom before she could do anything, but as soon as I turned around, I bumped into someone. That someone was Michael, Sofia's boy-toy and the quarterback for the football team. Oh no... Michael looked down at me (since he is well over 6 feet, while I am only like 5), smirking. "Hello, Scarlette. Did you miss us?" Michael asked in a sickly sweet voice, a smirk still playing on his lips. "Oh, Michael, of course I didn't," I said in an innocent tone. That angered him. He grabbed my things, throwing them to the floor. His eyes were tinted red, and honestly, I could almost see smoke coming out of his ears. I was scared. He pushed me, making me fall to the ground. Sofia and her clique decided to join. They stomped on me with their high-heeled shoes, pulled my hair, punched me, slapped me, kicked me, and the list goes on. It seemed to continue for hours upon hours, but soon the bell signaling the start of first hour rung, and Michael, Sofia, and the others walked away. I lied deadly in the corridor, waiting for any amount of strength to return to my body. To my surprise, no teacher or student ever walked by. I was some what thankfully, because it would be embarrassing to see anyone, but some what saddened that I couldn't get any help. But I probably wouldn't have gotten any help any way. Once I felt like I had strength to move, I slowly peeled myself off of the floor and gather my books. When I was finally able to stand up without having the world spin, I dashed out of the school and ran home. I couldn't do this anymore. I couldn't be the worthless, stupid freak with the constant torture. I reached home, racing in the door, slamming it shut. Thankfully, I live with a father who is always working and never home. I quickly sprinted to my bedroom. I locked my door and turned on my music. Blasting depressing rock music through the speakers, I made my way into the bathroom. I reached underneath the sink and pulled out a case. Opening it, I saw the comforting sight of my blades, pills, knives, and rope. I took out my blade, smiling softly. It was funny how a small non-living piece of metal could so easily control my life, but it did. I needed it, the pain. Slowly, I brought it up to my wrist and pulled slightly. A smile spread across my face when I saw the crimson red liquid pour out from the white crevice I had made in my skin. I did it again. Then again. Over and over to the point where blood was forming a pool in front of me. The crimson liquid stained my skin, but I smiled. Setting the blade down, I grabbed the pills. This was it. I was done. No more bullying. No more Sofia, Michael, Molly, or Evelyn. No more uncaring, work-a-holic father. No more useless waste of oxygen. Smiling, I empty the pill bottle into my hands. Staring at them, I counted to three, then threw them into my mouth. I waited, music filling my ears. My vision became blurred; I smiled. Goodbye, I thought. Then everything went dark.
