Twilight Sparkle - Guardian of the Afterlife

Twilight Sparkle could only stare down in wide-eyed, mouth open shock, at the tip of Celestia's horn protruding from the middle of her chest. Blood cascaded down her lilac fur, staining it crimson red, she tried to take a breath, succeeding in only filling her lungs with blood. A gurgling noise escaped from her throat, blood dribbled down her chin, she felt oddly warm despite her extreme blood loss. With great effort, she moved forward, her former mentor's horn coming free from her body with a loud wet squelching sound. She fell to the ground, a great shudder wrecking through her body before her heart finally stopped beating, her last breath that she expelled was accampined with a spurt of blood from her mouth.

Huffing with annoyance, Twilight stood brushing a hoof over her coat to smooth down her dishevelled fur, oddly completely clean of blood and free of the puncture marks from Celestia's horn. She angrily rounded on Celestia slapping her across the face, and gasping as her hoof passed straight through the princess's face.

"What..." She looked at her translucent hoof, finally noticing she was standing over her blood stained body laying completely lifeless beneath her. "The fuck?"