The Only Desire

My mother told me once that you need to finish an existing thing if you want to start a new one. And this is more than true. When the ray hit me, it was like a door closing. I haven't seen or heard anything after that. I couldn't even think. It was complete darkness.

In a very random moment, I suddenly woke up. I don't even know how much time has passed since I've got disconnected from my world. I guess that nopony knows the answer to this question. It could have happened right after I stopped to feel anything or maybe after a couple of moons.

I woke up, but not as I've expected. I wasn't in Equestria. I was on a planet called Earth. It's probably very far from Equestria because I have never heard of this planet before. I wasn't even at my normal age. I was a newborn baby with a length of 1.73 feet and a weight of 8 pounds. I was acting like any other entirely usual baby. I knew nothing about my past.

My mother — the one from the Earth — was a stunning woman. She had a long brown hair and beautiful blue eyes, just like my Equestrian mom had. Her name was Jennifer. She looked deeply into my eyes and called me Heather. I was a newborn baby with red hair.

My first two years were passing quickly. I've learned to talk in English, to walk and everything else I needed to know. My life in that family was as good as the life I had with my parents in Equestria. We lived in a beautiful city called New York and had a lovely house with two rooms, a bathroom, a kitchen and a huge living room. The latter was the place where I've learned to walk.

I remember having a bath when I asked my mom what's the reason of that red skein I had on the upper part of my legs. I was only three years old then; I knew nothing about ponies, cutie marks and anything else related to Equestria. That red skein from my leg was my cutie mark — the only thing that connected me to Equestria.

"Mom! What is this?" I asked surprisingly and pointed to the skein. It was the first time when I asked my mother about it. She wasn't sure what to say. She didn't even know what it exactly was.

"It's something that shows you're special. Few humans have something like this on their legs. Perhaps you're the only one," she said and smiled at me. Every time she smiled I felt something I'm unable to describe. It was like something that touched my soul.

"Why do I have to be different?" I continued asking the next question. At that time, I thought that being different is something bad. I didn't know that "unusual" and "bad" are two things which are not related to each other at all. I was looking quite a bit disappointed to my mother.

"Aww, dearie. Don't worry. Being different doesn't mean that others dislike you or are not respecting you. Being different is something unique, something you need to be proud of," she said and held me in her arms. I loved to stay between the arms of my parents. It was the greatest feeling I had at that time.

When I was little, I had so many questions about the world. I was interested in everything. I've fully learned to read in English when I was five years old. I've also learned to write after a year or a bit more. I was only six years old, and I was reading and writing like a 14 years old student. My mom and dad always knew that I'm special. But they didn't know the actual reason of my talentedness.

The time went quickly, and I've reached the milestone of my life's timeline where I had to go to school for the first time. I was seven years old, and I felt ready to learn new things. The school was a huge building where anypony could have got lost easily. I've got used to my second home very quickly.

We haven't learned anything in the first two days, but we started to have a deeper look into the subjects on the third day. I was the only student who thought that school is easy, and it has no difficulties. Every single day, I've got ready with my homework in only a few minutes, and I was very productive at school. I had many great friends whom I used to help with their homework. We've shared many things between ourselves and visited each other very often. However, Susan visited me most often. We used to play video games on my gaming console. Susan was my best friend in the human world.

On the third week of the second semester, the teacher asked us: "How much is four plus three?" Everybody raised their hand, but Samantha, another friend of mine, was lucky to reply.

"It's seven," she said, and the teacher was pleased.

"Great, now who knows how much is ten minus six?" She asked and almost everybody raised their hand.

"It's four," Tony said.

"Excellent!" The teacher said. After some seconds of thinking, she wanted to prank us with something we haven't learned so far. "How much does twenty-five multiply twelve?" She asked and grinned.

Nobody knew the answer. Nobody, but me. I have no idea how I knew the result of the calculation. "It's three hundred and twelve," I said, and the whole class stared at me. The teacher was very surprised and looked at me with huge eyes.

"Heather, how did you know that?" She asked, and I wasn't sure what to reply.

"I don't know. I just had it in my brain," I replied. She kept asking me more questions that were difficult for my classmates, and I knew the answer to all of them. She couldn't understand how I can own such intelligence.

On that afternoon, she called my mother and told her everything about what happened on that day. My mom was also surprised, yet she seemed like she knew something about me.

"The teacher asked if they should move you to a bigger class. Your intelligence is remarkable and something that you're lucky to be gifted with; yet I'm not sure if your brain will be able to support those courses. They are harder than the actual ones," she said and waited for my reply.

"Does that mean that I will be in a separate class, without my friends?" I asked and looked at my mother's beautiful face with a worried look.

"Yes, you and your friends will be in different classes," she replied.

"But I want to be together with my friends!" I exclaimed. "I have a very good time with my friends, and I don't want to leave them. A true friend would never leave you, regardless of what's happening."

"You don't need to move to another class if you don't want," she replied and hugged me. "I understand you perfectly, dear. I also loved to spend time with my friends when I was at your age."

After some minutes of thinking, I asked my mother something that just popped up in my mind. "Does my intelligence have anything to do with my mark?"

"I don't know, sweetie, but I can tell you that you will have a great future with this intelligence. And no matter what way you want to follow in this world, keep dreaming, my child. Your dreams will come true if you will fight for them. I know you can do everything you want," she said and at that moment, I felt something very unusual. I felt like she said this already, but I was sure that she didn't. The last three sentences were very familiar to me.

The time passed quickly, and we've reached the year when I started to study at a high school. It was never too hard to me and sometimes even those from the bigger classes were asking for my help.

It was October 5, 2017, a very sunny day with gentle, joyful clouds. Susan and I were going home from school. She was very excited to see a movie in the cinema next day.

"I can't wait to see the movie finally! It was announced back in 2015, and I can't believe it's already here. I've bought you a ticket, too. I'm sure you will like it!" She said, but I didn't even know what movie was that.

"What movie are you exactly talking about?" I asked.

"It's called «My Little Pony: The Movie» and it's based on the animated show with a similar name," she replied.

"I've heard about something with this name. Thanks so much for the ticket! I'll join, just reach me when you go!" I said and went to my house.

As the time went, I was getting more and more interested in the mark from my body. On the next day, my parents were not at home because they had to go to a business meeting, so I decided to lurk between my birth documents. Luckily, I knew where my parents had placed those papers, and I've found many interesting things.

"Unknown genetic structure elements? Perfect DNA? Ten times more neurons than of a typical baby? This is... scary," I thought, and I kept the documents at me and placed them in my pocket.

I had to collect all the other papers and put them back to their place because Susan was ringing at the door. I haven't even noticed how quickly the time went — it was already the time to go to the movie theater.

"I will leave a note on the fridge, so my parents will know that I'm already at the cinema when they come home," I told her.

"Okie Dokie, Loki!" She said, and I was stopping for a moment. I was sure that I have heard that before.

I left the note on our fridge and went out of my house, ready to see something great. It was a sunny day, just like the day before, but with a little more clouds. After we have arrived in the cinema, I was amazed how many people came to see this movie.

The movie has just started. Everybody was silent and enjoyed it. While I was watching the movie, I wondered why did I avoid to watch the show itself, because the film turned out excellent. I also felt something inside of me. Kind of like a sentiment that pushed me to go to the world of Equestria. Even the name "Equestria" sounded familiar and like something that belongs to my soul.

Everything was alright until a moment. That moment when I've seen and recognized Twinkleshine, Lemon Hearts, Moon Dancer, and Minuette. That was the moment when everything was clear and I've remembered about everything. I was looking frightened, just like somebody who saw a ghost.

"Are you okay?" Susan asked with a quiet voice.

"Y-y-yes, I... I... Just have to go... to the bathroom." I said with a disheveled voice and ran out of the hall right to the bathroom. I was never as scared as in that moment. I also remembered about the issue with Abomineigh and her evil plans; I just hoped that the princesses could defeat her. I wasn't sure what to do now or how could I go back to Equestria. Besides this, I had many thoughts in my brain. "What could've happened to my dear friends? To whom and how can I tell everything? They would call me crazy. I finally have a family again and many friends. Should I stay here? What would my Equestrian friends think about me? Which world should I choose?"

I was crushed. This was the hardest decision of my life. It's not easy to have a life where you are dragged by two different worlds if you love somebody in both of them. "I don't even know how could I go home or if I will ever see my friends again," I said and didn't want to go anywhere. I was staying in the bathroom for a quite long time and cried. I couldn't stop crying. My soul felt like a destroyed building which pieces have been falling continuously.

I'm not sure how much time I've spent in the bathroom, but I heard a sudden knocking.

"Heather? Are you alright?" It was Susan who had talked from the other side of the door. I wasn't sure if I should tell her about anything. I didn't want to be told a mentally ill by my best friend, even though I was sure she wouldn't do that. "Heather, please, say something!"

"I'm here!" I said after I threw my fears away and went out of the bathroom.

"What happened to you? Why did you stay that long there? I was so worried!" She asked and looked at me with enormous eyes. It was quite noticeable that I've cried a lot.

"Well, okay. I will explain everything. But please, don't call me crazy. Everything I say is true," I said, and she looked at me with a very confused looking.

"Don't worry; I won't!" Her confused looking turned in a smile quickly.

After some creepy seconds of deep silence, I found the right words. "My name is not Heather." Now the confused looking came back on my friend's face. "My name is Desire Redskein."

"That would be most likely the name of a pony from Equestria," she replied.

"Exactly," I said with a serious and determined voice. "I was a pony before. We had a strong villain called Abomineigh, who've tried to take over Equestria, and the princesses have sought to stop her. The united rays have hit me, and I was reborn as a child here, on the Earth. I know nothing about my friends and my home, in general." ...and I started to cry. But seriously, who wouldn't do that in such a terrible situation? Remembering what happened years ago and not knowing anything about your home that could've been destroyed in the meantime; and the friends who could've been enslaved or even murdered while you live a beautiful life on another planet, from another galaxy... maybe from another universe — there is a reason to cry.

"Wow. Just wow. That was kind of unexpected," Susan said and I wasn't sure if she believed what I said or not.

"You don't believe me, right?" I asked even though I was sure that she didn't.

"We know each other for a long time, and you've never lied to me, so I don't think that you're a liar, even if the things you say are quite unbelievable," she replied, and I calmed myself down a bit.

"I'm a unicorn and... wait..." I said and took a moment to think. "I'm a unicorn... That means I have magic. If I have magic, I could use it!" I realized. "But... Since I'm a human, I don't have a horn." And only in a fraction of a second, my smile turned into a sad face. "But I have a cutie mark. Seriously. If you don't believe me, we could go home after the movie, and I will show you some documents from my birth that will prove this. I have a perfect DNA - one that can't be compared to any human's."

"I have no words. That is kinda scary," she replied.

"Anyway, let's continue watching the movie before it ends," I said, and both of us went back to the biggest place of the movie theater — the place where the magic began.