Death and Peace

Diamond Tiara was running out of time. Looking around, she couldn't find anypony to help her. It seemed, however, she was looking in all the wrong places. She had forgotten about the Cutie Mark Crusaders, a group of ponies she had become friends with not long ago.

She raced to their clubhouse to find only Scootaloo there.

"Hi, Diamon-" Scootaloo began to greet Diamond Tiara, but the grey filly interupted the pegasus. Time was not on her side.

"Please. You have to help me!" Diaond Tiara was in a right mess. Scootaloo noticed the crudely-done haircut, and burned hoof. "Fluttershy was trying to kill me!"

"Calm down there." Scootaloo's voice had changed from cheary to a more sympathetic one. As soon as those words were spoken, the filly she was comforting had gone cold. Diamond Tiara was dead. Scootaloo panicked. She ran away from the clubhouse. Looking for anypony to help...

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Diamond Tiara awoke with a start. That is, if she was dead, how could she wake up. She was in a room with 5 arches, and Pinkie Pie was in frount of the middle one.

"I see you have met with a terible fate, Diamond Tiara." Pinkie's voice was as cheery as it had always been. Neither pony looked harmed in any way. Diamond Tiara's mane, previously all ragged; uneven; and blood-filled, was now soft and beautiful again.

"Where am I?" The filly's voice sounded demanding, as if expecting an answer. "I thought we were dead."

"Don't be silly, filly. Of course you are dead!" The pink pony seemed content with her answer, creeping out the filly she was meant to be judging. They spent some time talking about the arches. With every passing moment, Diamond Tiara's voice became softer. Soon, her voice sounded symathetic.

What seemed like ten minutes past, and Pinkie Pie concluded what she had said.

"So...I'm guessing I'm not going into the far-right arch then. Right?" Diamond Tiara had a hint of remorse for her actions back when she was alive. Had she known that she would've been judged like this, she would've strived to be better.

"No, no. You havn't been that bad." Pinkie Pie had gone to comfort the filly, who was now sobbing at this point. A hot cup of coaco came out of thin air, and the pink pony insisted Diamond Tiara drink it. It warmed the filly up nicely, as it helped calm her down. Without another word, they both walked to the far-right arch, and walked through together.