The end of me.

                                                        The memories of her and I smiling and having fun are coming back.....

  I stare at the ground as the mare guard carries me. "w-what's y-your n-name...?" I ask, shaking. She replies, in a soft whisper. "Not who your thinking of, little Missy. My name is Rosanna." She explains. I just stay silent, and then i black out, slowly.

  I wake up in the morning, in a squishy, warm bed. It's most likely the best thing i have ever felt in my life. I notice I'm curled into a tiny little ball of mane and fluff from my cleaned coat. "H-hello...? W-who cleaned me...?" I say in fear. I sit up, looking around the room, and notice that it's daytime. "I fell asleep...?" I rub my face, forgetting about the scrape, and yelp in pain when i run my hoof over it roughly. "T-that hurt..." I think to myself. Slowly, the door opens, and Princess Celestia and Luna enter the room. I quickly get very nervous, scared that they will exclaim that i need to be decapitated for seeing something i shouldn't have. Princess Luna gets closer and inspects me. "Hmm...thou looks injured, sister." Luna says slowly. Celestia nods. "I am aware of this, Luna. She was caught in a fire after all..." She looks down as she says this, and bows to me. Luna does so as well. I stare at them, and get up slowly, but yelp, and hold my shoulder, feeling it around. It feels seriously broken, but i bow to them anyways. They both look up at me when i yelp, and hurry to get me some medical help.

  It turns out, they have to amputate my arm...I've put it together in my head, that when they were shoving me around, they threw me into the wall, thus breaking my arm and shoulder very badly. Both Celestia and Luna call in a mare named Emily. They say shes good at building spare limbs, and surgically putting them on. Emily trots in, and I notice that she looks around fourteen years old. "She looks like she's fourteen!!" I cry out, my eyes widening. She trots closer, and i notice the sorrow in her eyes. Worse than my own, and my ears fall back "W-what the..-?" I stare, and she pulls out a mechanical arm. I see her light icy blue eyes glow, the arm glowing as well. "This will grow with you as you age..." She says, and I nod. Hours pass, and she attaches my new arm to my nerves, but I lay there in silence. "Usually all the adults scream at this point..." Emily says, seeming worried. "My pain is nothing compared to what my mother had to go through..." I say weakly, and shake.

  Hours pass, and Emily finally finishes my arm, my fearless face never-ending. The Princesses look impressed. "How did thou not scream?" Luna asks me. I turn to her, the glare in my eye more deadly than anything she has ever encountered. I can see it in her eyes.  "I didn't scream because I am stronger than you think, your Highness." I reply grimly, staring at the ground before getting up. "Thank you for your help, Princesses. It is greatly appreciated." I nod to them, as Emily stares at me. I can tell she notices my change in attitude, too but i cannot do anything about it. I'm trying to make it stop. "What's going on with me?! Why can't i take control?!" I think to myself, and my inner mind is panicking. My outer mind is calm, but seeking revenge. Revenge for my mother...She deserved to live. "Thank you, Emily. For all your wonderful craftsmanship." I say in a wispy tone. Emily's eyes grow wide. "How do you know my name?" She worries. "Don't worry about that." "TELL ME!" She yells. I can see what she's thinking. She's trapped in the body of a fourteen year old mare, But her spirit is twenty four. Her eternal state is forever fourteen, no matter how old her spirit is. I just trot past her, and out the door. "I have training to do." My eyes are a dark shade of purple, and everyone stares, in shock. "H-How did you do that...?" Celestia inquires. "Only the Strongest of ponies with our type of magic can preform that!" "That's for me to know...and for you to find out." I trot down the hall, the doors slamming shut behind me.