Liam & Darksun Re-Ending

I could feel the water around me, seep onto my face, and move back down. My hair moving with the calm waves. I groaned, and shifted, feeling the ground under me. Slowly, but surely, I opened my eyes to see the blue sky. I could also see a tree to the left of me.

"Where am I?" I groaned, and sat up. I appeared to be in a large, tree filled field looking out over a large river. I stared at the moving water of the river for a moment, and then turned my head to look at the field. It looked like an open grass plane, but with small trees scattered around it, leading into the Everfree forest. It seems I was on the outskirts of Ponyville.

Even then, though. It doesn't look like Ponyville's outskirts, at all. I've been on the outskirts, and this doesn't look at all like them. It's too sad, and doesn't seem to carry the happiness that usually comes with Ponyville. Well, I should start heading back to Ponyville, now.

The air around here was unbearable for me. I rolled over, and brought my hooves under my body in an attempt to stand up, but as soon as I tried, my front left hoof burst into stinging pain, and felt like it was about burst into flames. I collapsed back onto the ground, screaming out. I looked at it, only to see a deep cut running around the end of my hoof, bleeding a great amount of blood onto the ground under it. This was not good.

I was in the middle of an open field, with a deep cut in my hoof while nopony was around. I couldn't just sit here, and bleed out, but if I move, I'll bleed out faster, but I could possibly make it back before that. That was a big risk, though. But, what else could I do? I can't give up, now, so I'll just have to take the risk, and trot to the nearest building.

In one more attempt, I brought my hooves under me, and pushed up off the ground. I could feel the pain grow stronger as I kept lifting. Eventually, though, I managed to lift myself up. I began limping my way to Ponyville, doing my best to not put pressure on my hoof. Now that I'm moving, I can start to think clearly.

Now, how did I get outside Ponyville, and, where's Darksun? I remember what happened before I blacked out, I think. Still though, there was no way that could have been real. It was too strange. It could have been a dream, but then something must have happened to put me asleep.

Then again, there was that one hooded pony. Unless he was a part of the dream, too. If he wasn't, though, I hope Darksun is alright. After I get my hoof looked at, I should pay a visit to Darksun's house to see if she's alright. Darksun may be able to take care of herself, sometimes, but I can still worry.

First, though. My hoof NEEDS medical attention. How did I even get this large cut, anyway? Well, I was by a river filled with large, sharp rocks. Possibly even some glasses.

Something like that could have done it. Back on topic, who could I get to, at least, bandage up my hoof? The hospital was too far to reach, and I didn't know May ponies around the edge of Ponyville. Then, I finally thought of someone. Silvia could do it.

Silvia has some medical experience, and always kept some bandages around, just in case. It's only a logical choice to go to her. Besides, she lived on the edge of Ponyville, and was closer than having travel further in than needed. With my choice made, I turned towards the directing that Silvia's house was in, and continued to limp.

"Here I am." I said to myself. Her house was slightly dirty, and had some vines growing all around it. It was only a small difference, but I didn't really care about out. My hoof needed some bandages, so I couldn't really stop and question it, anyway. I limped over to the wooden door, and, unable to use my hooves, knocked on the door with my head, banging it hard enough to echo slightly, but weak enough that it didn't hurt.

Besides, I was use to hitting my head against stuff at this point. It's another thing that just keeps happening, and I can't really explain why. After a couple of moments of waiting, I knocked on the door again. Just as I did so, the door flew open, and some dust flew into my face, making me fall back onto my back. My hoof stung slightly, as it seems some sand flew into the wound.

I cried out, again, and grabbed my stinging hoof with the opposite hoof. I lifted my head up, still holding my hoof, and looked inside the house. It was empty. There wasn't even a sign of anypony ever living here. "Silvia?" I said, hearing it echo through the dust building.

No response. Just dust and wind. I rolled onto my hooves, lifted myself up, again, and started to limp into the building, watching my step. "Hello?" Once again, there was no response. There wasn't any sign of anypony.

Where was she? Possibly on a trip? But, if she was, she wouldn't just grab all her stuff, and leave. She has way too much to just pack and leave like that. I turned to my hoof, and quickly remembered why I was here.

I made a quick dash for the cabinet, and pulled it open, revealing some bandages, and a bottle of Antibiotic ointment. "Ok, than. I can do this." I said grabbing the box of bandages with my teeth, set them down on top of the cabinet, and went to grab the bottle of Antibiotic. "Alright. I need to clean the wound." I turned to the sink in the kitchen, and hoped it still had running water. I quickly limped up to it, and turned the knob. Water came flowing out like a small stream.

I put my hoof under the, surprisingly clean, water and let it soak for a couple of moments. I didn't know much about cleaning, and bandaging a wound, but this is what I was told. I pulled it out from under the water, and looked at it for a moment. It seemed clean. I turned back to the bottle of Antibiotic ointment, and forcefully pulled the lid off with my teeth, holding it down with my right hoof, and rubbed it on the cut lightly.

After rubbing the ointment, I pulled open the box of bandages, and pulled one out. I started to roll it around the cut with care, making sure it’s tight, but not too tight. Finally, I tide it up. I brought it up, and looked at it, examining it as well as I could. By the looks of it, I'm still not going to be able to walk on it, but at least I did something to help it.

I signed, feeling as if I didn't do it right, but I could really dwell on it. I had to see what was going on here. Where is Silvia? I walked over to the kitchen drawers, and began to slide them open, one at a time, seeing if there was any sign of Silvia, at all. Finally, I pulled open the drawer on the left end of the kitchen, and saw a piece of paper.

It read: "Forget the reality around you, and hold on to the memories that keep you tied to your own." I stared at the piece of paper for a moment, thinking about what it meant. I brought my bandaged hoof up, being sure to move it carefully, and moved the note to the side, checking to see if anything was hidden under it. It seemed there was. A small, sliver colored rock. I looked at this rock for a moment, then moved my hoof to touch it.

As my hoof made contact, my head began to spin, and ache. I could feel my mind go, as my vision became blurry, and faded to white.

I blinked, looking down at a book titled "Spell Tricks for Writers". Though, something felt off about today. Just then, a large BOOM shook the world around me, leaving me disoriented. I ran outside to see what was going on.

"What in the world?" I yelled, seeing a large beam of light shoot up from the Everfree forest. A horrible whooshing sound emanating from it, as it grew brighter, slowly faded, leaving behind some sort of white void. The void began to grow around the small spot, and spread through the tree's and into the open field, quickly gaining speed, and sucking up everything it touched. I watched as the grass field turned to white, and fade into the air, leaving behind an even larger void. Clearly this thing was going to devour anything it touched.

"Isn't it beautiful?" A strange voice said. I turned around to see a stallion shrouded in a black coat, obscuring his face.

I shifted, feeling the dust covered floor below me. I coughed, and tried to stand back up. My hoof was burning slightly. Some dirt possibly made its way into the wound. Groaning slightly, I moved my hooves under me, and lifted myself up.

I opened my eye's, and wiped the dust off my face. Looking back at the ground, I saw the rock again. This time, though, it was colored black. I moved my hoof to pick it up, being slightly cautious this time. I lifted it up to my face, and got a closer look into it.

There was a large crack running down the side of it, and it left it looking like two pieces glued together. What just happened, though? Was that a flashback? Or was I just seeing things?