And then...

There was a knock on the door.

"Yes?" Twilight responded, as she walked down the stairs, and headed over to open it. A bright red aura surrounded the door, and it opened. Outside there stood a grey stallion with golden eyes, wearing the uniform of the royal guard.

"Princess Twilight." He said and bowed his head. "I have an urgent message for you."

"What is it?" Twilight asked worriedly. The stallion took a deep, unsettling breath.

"... The mare, Rarity of Ponyville, has..."

Twilights eyes widened as the stallion said the rest of the sentence. The pitter-patter of the rain, immediately silenced. No. It couldn't be true. Rarity... A lump formed in her throat and her hind legs collapsed. No... Her breathing was shallow. Time seemed to have stopped. Her eyes stung, from the tears forming.

...

"Twilight? What is it?" Spike suddenly asked from behind her. Twilight turned her head back, her dark hair flowing in the wind from the outside, her eyes sparkling from the tears. She looked at his big eyes, widened in worry-

      -and then she told him. Told him that Rarity had died.