The Trixieverse III: Nightmare's Revenge

You are nothing.

That's every thought that was going through Trixie's brain every day after that fateful day. Before that day, Trixie thought she was the manifestation of perfection. Now she wasn't so sure. Trixie had just walked into the dreaded setting where her dreams had been crushed: Canterlot High. As usual the school was filled with hundreds of students attempting to get to their classes on time. Not so as usual, Trixie was quiet. She kept her head down and hoped that no one would notice her.

Trixie's friends, Spotlight Hog and Stage Hazard struggled through the crowd to see their forlorn friend.

Spotlight was a rather tomboyish girl with dark pink hair. She and Trixie had been friends ever since elementary. Back then, Trixie often got on her nerves but somewhere along the path, the two became the best of friends.

Stage had blonde hair and was very quiet aside from singing. She had admired Trixie and wanted to be like her someday. Naturally when the two  friends saw Trixie's outrage at the show, they were overcome with worry.

"Hi Trixie! Um...you feeling alright?" Spotlight said as she saw her friend frown.

"Trixie...doesn't think you should see her anymore." Trixie quietly said.

"Well...why not?" Spotlight said as she put hands on her hips.

"Because." Trixie said as she attempted to walk away. But Spotlight quickly grabbed Trixie by the arm.

"Because why? You're our friend Trixie, we want to help."

"Trixie is weak! Ok? Trixie...doesn't deserve friends like you. You saw her lose. Trixie doesn't exactly remember what happened. But she lost. That much is clear."

"Trixie, we don't care if you lost."

"Well Trixie does!"

"Well, why do you care?"

"Because...because they care. They are all going to look at me in a different way now. I said I was the best and I lied. Best if I just say nothing."

"Trixie...you spoke in..."

"I know what I said! I mean Trixie did...I mean...I don't know." Trixie cried as she moved away into the crowd.

Amongst the crowd she saw a familiar face. A girl with a hair color of red and yellow: Sunset Shimmer. Just one of the people who ruined her dreams last night. Surprisingly, she walked towards Trixie and started to talk to her.

"Trixie? Are you okay?" Sunset said.

"Come on Trixie. Say something snappy!" Trixie thought. "The Great and...oh what's the use!" Trixie said as she stormed outside.

"Trixie!?" Sunset said as she watched Trixie flee out the doors. Sunset sighed. "Maybe one day..."

Trixie sat on the steps of the school in tears. She had cried so much, Trixie made her own personal puddle. She looked at herself and then crushed the puddle with her foot.

Just then, a chill came through the air. It was as if time itself had stopped moving. Every light was reduced to darkness. There was not a person to be seen. Despite this, a mysterious and soothing voice with no owner called out to Trixie.

"My, my, my. Why are you crying, dear child?" The voice asked.

"Trixie is...not perfect." Trixie wept. "Wait...a second!" Trixie exclaimed. "Who are you!?"

"I am the granter of wishes. Anything you wish, I can make come true." The voice explained.

"You're...like Trixie's fairy godmother!?" Trixie said as she jumped up from the steps of the school.

"I have no idea what that is, but sure. Let's go with that." The voice said as she broke her "gentle and kind" tone.

"So...what's the catch?" Trixie asked suspiciously.

"Catch? Who said anything about a catch, my dear. I certainly did not." The voice laughed.

"Usually when someone tells Trixie something, there's a catch." Trixie murmured as she remembered the Dazzlings.

"Oh no, my little one! You must not fear me. I am your friend. Don't you want to make a friend out of me? After all, friendship is magic." The voice quoted.

"Trixie's...friend? Trixie doesn't...have any friends. Not anymore anyways. Trixie wasn't good enough to have friends. She thought they were better off without her." Trixie said as she turned her head back to the ground and the puddle she made.

"Well, here is your chance to make a new friend. A powerful friend." Now when Trixie looked at the puddle, she saw millions of people cheering Trixie on as she performed spectacular feats of magic.

"A powerful friend? Can you make Trixie powerful too!?" Trixie asked.

"I can make you more powerful than you could ever conceive! Now, I only grant wishes to those in need. Those who have been wronged by others and I help to right those wrongs. So Great and Powerful Trixie, do you accept my friendship?" Trixie thought about it briefly, then answered.

"Yes, I accept your offer." Trixie said.

"Good! Now for your end of the deal."

"What!? Trixie didn't say anything about her end of the deal!"

"Oh? But your end of the deal and my end of the deal are the same. All I need to make you powerful, is a little home."

"Home? Sorry, we only have two bedrooms."

"Thats quite alright. After all, all I need is you."

"Me? Wait what!?" Trixie yelled before feeling a cold chill race through her. It was as if she had swallowed a thousand ice cubes. Suddenly, Trixie fainted.

"Oh, Trixie! I'm *coming for you.** Hahahaha! You thought you'd won last time. How preciously naïve of you. No one can defeat Nightmare. I trust you remember that. Nightmare is time. Nothing can stop time."*