Fate, master of choice and destroyer of plans and free will, looked to what was bound to happen with Discord on the path that he was. Fate was not pleased, at all. Discord rising to Elder Godhood would mean the end of all worlds, which displeased Fate a great deal. Something had to be done, that much was certain, but Fate was unsure about directly affecting things. There were rules, even for the forces of Life itself. The most Fate could do, is make small changes to souls before they move on to be born.

That was when Fate got an idea, which was to do just that. Fate looked around at all the souls about to be sent off to be born, when it saw a particular family was about to conceive a child. 'Ah, the Noel family. They have been my favorite, as of late. Always pushing against me and somehow succeeding in ways not even I could predict. I think I know just how to help things along.' It was immediately after that thought when Fate got to work. Only a couple of changes were needed, and were well within the rules of small changes, yet they had the potential for a big impact.

'Firstly, this child will not be bound by my whims, and she, by the looks of it, will do great things. Second, she will be born with the ability to wield magic. They may seem like small changes, but they will be enough to accomplish what needs to be done. You have my blessings, dear child.'

The last thing Fate did, was guide Twilight from between worlds, over to the one it had just sent the child to be born, the moment her soul adheres to her body. This was to ensure that the child was exposed to magic as early as possible, so she would be able to wield it when the time came for her to do great things.

For the first time in a long time, Fate felt that things were going to turn out okay for all of existence, for Fate had felt the touch of Hope for the first time in eons.

Jessica Noel looked at her husband John as he lay beside her in their bed, and felt overcome with love and affection. The two had recently gotten married, and just finished moving in a few days prior; the two of them felt on top of the world, and neither wanted to come down. She looked him up and down - his slightly muscular body made her feel safe when he held her close, his lively green eyes were like endless fields which held nothing but love for her. Whenever she cuddled with him and buried her face into his neck, she played with his soft, short brown hair that always seemed to smell faintly of coconuts. It might have something to do with her telling him one night that she absolutely loves the flavor as well as the scent of them. That didn't matter though, not as much as he meant to her that is. He was slightly taller than her, at 5'11", which also contributed to her almost insatiable need to hug him at every moment.

She whispered into his ear, "John. Hon, I have something to ask."

John pulled back a bit and put a finger on his wife's lips. "If it's what I think you're about to ask, don't." She was about to get upset, but then he continued, "You don't need to ask, because I already have an answer: yes. As much as I love spending time with you, I'd also love to have someone else to share our happy moments with."

Jessica excitedly moved closer to John and glomped him, her long fiery orange hair spilling over herself and partially onto him as well. Almost immediately, John got a little excited; sure, it could've been due to what was to come, but it was also attributed to his wife's soft chesticles squishing into him as well. Sure, he loved them, but he also loved everything else about his wife as well. Her somewhat short build, which put her at around 5'8", her piercing red eyes which seemed to always burn with fiery passion, and her soft lips that always threatened to keep his sealed there.

The two of them started kissing softly, which almost immediately went into deep, passionate kisses that went on and on. With glacial movements, they got into the moment and did things to one another that would not be suitable for daytime television. It got hot and heavy, but also went slow and lovingly, not like other times when it was just "for the fuck of it." Usually it was almost all over the house, but this time it stayed in the bed. This was a special moment, the two of them lost to their love and passion for one another, and for their joint desire to hear the pitter patter of little feet coming from down the hall.

Just as they both finished, there was what sounded like an explosion, but was mostly muted from both the music and their (mostly her) cries of ecstasy. Seconds after it though, it seemed as though Jessica was glowing. It was for but a moment, though only John saw it, as her eyes were closed. In that moment, his wife had looked more beautiful than the day he had first laid eyes on her. They were both moments that he would treasure forever. Soon after though, the glowing stopped, and things went back to normal.

Shortly after their throes of passion had ended, the two of them had the best sleep in their lives, content with the belief that something special had just happened. However, exactly just how special of a surprise they would receive would not be known until later in their lives. For now, they would be content with each other for just a bit longer.

Pain. Everything and anything she felt was pain. Twilight couldn't think, for whenever she tried, she was met with even more pain coursing through her mind and body. But then, within either seconds or hours (she couldn't really tell), the surge seemed to be winding down. A few moments later, she was able to finally touch the ground beneath her hooves. Twilight looked around her, and saw that she definitely wasn't in the castle at the very least. It looked like a park, but everything seemed so much bigger, even bigger than what would be made to fit adult ponies.

'It really happened, then. I'm in another world...' With that thought alone, Twilight was overcome with sadness. Sure, she knew that she had a tracking spell placed on her, but what good would that do in a world that had no magic of its own, as far as she could tell. It started as a few hitched sobs, but then almost immediately turned into full blown bawling. She just couldn't hold it in anymore, and let out a stream of tears that could not be stopped by anything.

"I... I... I'm n-never go-going home agaaahahahaaaaaain!"

It was that action alone that had alerted a nearby house, who's owners stepped outside in the dead of night to find out who in the seven circles of hell would leave a child in the park at 3 AM. When they drew closer, they could tell that it wasn't a child, but what seemed to be a miniature horse. Its bawling quieted down to heaving sobs, and then the oddest of things happened. It spoke.

"Hello?"

The older couple had no idea what to do about what they were seeing, but they had to do something. The two of them started whispering to each other.

"Harold, what do we do?"

The man looked at his wife with an incredulous face, "I have no idea! You see that thing? It's a purple horse that can talk! Last I checked, I'm not Dr. Doolittle, and this isn't fucking Wonderland! I know for certain that neither of us are on any drugs, so that leaves the fact that this thing is real! The crap thing is, we can't take it in. It's a fucking alien, for Christ's sake! God dammit, Martha, the only thing we can do, and I hate the very idea of it, is call my cousin. He works in some government facility south of the border, somewhere near Rady Park or something. He'll know what to do with it, or at least know where to take it."

The two of them went back inside, and not twenty minutes later an armored RCMP vehicle showed up. A swarm of officers rushed out and secured the area, before a lone official got out of the vehicle and approached Twilight with an apple. "Hey there, you okay?"

Twilight sniffled, "No, I'm not okay. I'm alone in a place I don't know, and I don't think I can ever go back."

The official knelt down and held out the apple to Twilight, "I can't take you home, but I hope this will help calm you down."

Twilight thanked the official and took the apple in her magic. This shocked a few of the officers, but the official waved them off. The apple was eaten nearly whole, and shortly after, Twilight began yawning. "Whaaa...... what was in that apple? I feel sleepy."

"I put a little bit of ketamine in it, to help calm you down and make sure no harm comes to these officers under my watch."

Twilight pouted, or at least she tried to. "But I wasn't going to do....." She yawned, officers refused to acknowledge that she was cute doing such action. "I wasn't going to do anything."

"But how could we know that? It is just a precautionary measure. I hope you understand."

Twilight passed out before she could give the official response. The official carefully picked Twilight up, and brought her into the van. All of the officers got back into the vehicle as well, and then it drove off to Emperor knows where. Over the course of half a day, Twilight was transported to an undisclosed underground facility, where the US counterpart to the official waited. Twilight was exchanged between the two, along with the promise that she would not come to harm, as per the unofficial agreement between the two governments. He hoped against hope that no one could sense the purple horse's presence, else there might be a bloody battle for retrieval, sooner or later...

Author's Note

Alright, it seems I've finally got my mojo back, and will be writing more regularly. On another note though, Twilight is around the age of eight years old when she takes the test and ends up on Earth (in this story's universe, anyway.)

And for those of you that figured out who was referenced as Fate, please don't spoil it for those that don't know. It's a surprise for later