End of the dream
“A Time Lord is a being born to sacrifice for others, to live and die has a hero. Cursed by loneliness and desolation, marked by sadness and pain. Just a being that faces the destiny every day. Who despite the evil of the universe, still stands and, at the end of the day, he can only look forward, because after there is nothing but the past that leaves behind: friends, loves, dreams of a better future and happiness, because he knows what their mission is, and there is no one else able to do it. That is a Time Lord.”
That was the creed that had been taught since childhood. Even after so many years and lives, so many adventures and so many familiar faces, he recited like the first time. And as usual, he cursed him, as once did in the past and will again as in the future.
Why? You may wonder. The answer is simple if you see beyond the benefits of being a famous Time Lord.
What is right? Sacrifice for people who do not know? Even by people who have knowledge of your existence. To that end, when everything ends, you realize it´s not enough, that you should give more, more of your power or your strength, more of you.
Just to be a witness, that the failure, lives are lost and hatred is gained by not being able to succeed. So you see your fellows grow, aging one by one, be consumed knowing that you can´t do anything until wait for the inevitable goodbye.
Do you understand now why I hate the title of “Time Lord”?
Because I know what will happen, the same as has happened many times in the past. I see her with a smile on her face, dreaming with the adventures to come, with happy endings that I know, they will never come.
“A Time Lord can´t love. The simple fact of making such decision is like sticking a knife in the heart. Because you´ll know from that moment, that you will always be for her, but at same time you also know that she will not always be for you… And you will stay completely alone, as you have always been, with a new scar that will not close, how long you have left in life.”
And that he had learned it, at the cost of cries and tears. At the cost of countless nights cursing the fate that led him to where he was. At the cost of losing all his loved ones. At the cost of having a heart so broken and hurt, that no longer beating with courage and valor as before, and that now, doubted follow the path that had been imposed.
And there it´s again, stumbling over the same stone, knowing that the end will be the same. Was he a masochist? Would he like to live an illusion even knowing how it would end? Or does his heart was not sufficiently hurt? Did he want to suffer more?!
—Doctor, you are a rare pony.
She had said after a while to know. He did not doubt, and despite being in such a bizarre situation like that, become an equine with a sand clock tattooed on the hind leg without knowing who he was or where he was, he knew it would be strange for anyone. But she smiled at him, as Rose did it once.
Ditzy had helped him more than any other partner, she had taught him how to walk, eat and even take items with their hooves, scolding occasionally by sustain the objects with his mouth. She taught him everything about being a pony, with days and weeks of practice and patience. And see her there, sleeping on the couch in the TARDIS it was something that had been used to do, a hobby like watching the sky on a sunny day, or see the bubbles be moved by the wind. He saw Ditzy sleep, his Ditzy.
—I'll help you doctor!
And that was the beginning of her journey. She had joined him without even knowing him, without even having any idea how dangerous it was to be near him. He had questioned, he warned, even denied. Why is she still with the idea of help him? She never answered. Many answers that she may have thought and never said before.
Because it is right. Because I want to. Because I feel lonely. Because I want to feel that someone needs me. What would be the right answer?
—Then, follow me Miss Ditzy, there´s a world to save.
—By The way Doctor, What is your name?
—It´s an interest question my dear, but you can call me The Doctor.
—The Doctor? What a silly name.
And with that presentation began our friendship, our many adventures, smiles and joy, and unfortunately, a countdown clock that would not stop at anything to separate us.
We were always in danger, and every time we saved many, we left our lives at risk and she, knowing what he was distracted, he threw himself into the battlefield without even thinking. Always she made me smile every time she did, because until now, I don´t know if she was incredibly brave or hopelessly innocent.
—Doctor, don´t give up!
And I never did. For all the lives that depended on us, for not to let evil triumph. But, however, my main motivation was that gray fur pegasus and curious gold eyes. I wanted her life to be happy, it was infinitely happy before her end came, as all those companions that lived after her.
Still he remembered the invasion of the Daleks to Equestria. Without it definitely could not have been triumphant. She was the heroine at that time, and many others, giving strength and courage, safety in the moments that felt collapse; she was their wings to move forward.
—Doctor please open your eyes!
And so important she had become, that he was sure, he returned from the dead only to see her again. He woke from his unconsciousness for see her weeping inconsolably embracing him, like a drowning man clinging to safe harbor. And then he realized that she was very important to him and vice versa.
—Fortunately everything went well, Ditzy.
She looked beautiful to sleep, with her blond hair as the sun falling freely in golden threads, with their rosy cheeks and especially, those lips that ached to kiss; those lips that dreamily moved and let out his name in whispers of affection and love.
And his adventures continued, with him discovering the feeling that began to be born in his heart. His arrival and new life in Ponyville, the Changeling invasion and the Vashta Nerada, in each and every one of them he would die if not for direct or indirect involvement of Ditzy, and he thanked her infinitely.
When Discord attacked Ponyville and became a place of chaos, she also helped. It was more fun than problematic, but had to try to resolve, and although they were not directly, at least helped to repair all the damage that the deity of chaos created.
And when they met Dinky and Sparkler, it was even more fun. Not only had Derpy as his partner, two unicorns sisters had joined to his adventure; the smaller with a surprising intelligence for her age and a fun and bubbly older sister who always kept her smile. And the best part? They adopted Ditzy as their “Mom”. It felt like the family that he never managed to have and that had always wanted. For a while, everything was perfect.
—Doctor, please!
But the happiness did not last long enough.
Discord found a great way to have fun. He showed a false reality, a lie that drove him mad and filled of hate and resentment against the world and its inhabitants.
—Stop! Doctor! Please stop!
But he had not heard. Among my sadness and my hate, I plunged into the deepest fears that hid in my heart, hurting those who I most loved. Physically and mentally I hurt as nobody ever did.
—You not have idea how I sorry, Ditzy
And I regret to the last day of my life. If there was a place of punishment in the thousands of religions in the galaxy, I would go to the worse purgatory only for having made her cry. I regret so much it hurts really.
—Forgive me! Please! Forgive me!
—There's nothing to forgive ... it was not you. And yet, even in those moments, you protected us. I have nothing to forgive you.
And despite everything I did and cause, despite all the damage it caused to her and the girls, she forgave me. She received me with open hooves and a smile, with the special flair in his beautiful eyes. She had forgiven me and I could not contain my own happiness!
Sparkler forgive quickly, however Dinky required months to return to trust me, but Ditzy did his magic again. With her help, we became almost family we were before. And it was there that I realized that my life would never reach for pay what he owed. Never ever would have enough love and care to even to return what she had given me.
I loved her, she knew. I had made the mistake that dreaded since my awakening as a pony. I had come to love, and undoubtedly would suffer. But I felt that, with Ditzy, maybe everything would be different, no, I knew that with she and the girls the things would be different.
How it was that I knew? You may wonder. Easy my dear friends. I had a dream. I had the most beautiful dream that may exist. Yes, you´re right. I married Ditzy! She was for me! Not only that, Dinky and sparkler were with us! We were all a family at last!
This morning I had awakened with an immeasurable happiness, both had become my hobby to talk to technicalities and only Dinky understood me. But no matter, I knew it was a sign of fate that I finally smiled. I could be happy, after many tears I could be happy next to the Pegasus that I loved and my two daughters, because that was, my family!
And seeing her sleeping so peacefully, I realized I had to fight for her and for girls. I will fight with the destiny and the galaxy if anypony dared put her in danger. I never will separate from them, I´ll always be next to her.
And the ring that I had in my foreleg, Ditzy tonight as my wife would carry from now on, was faithful proof.
—H..Hi Doctor —she said opening her eyes.
—Good morning, Ditzy —and he smiled. —It's time to wake up; today will be a great day-
—... really?
—Believe me, Ditzy. It will be.
Author's Note
Well, what do you think? This is my first story in english, all my stories are written in spanish, but my friends told me it was a great idea publish in this page.
So, more o less, it´s my beginning
