All My Friends are Heathens

Hello. My name is Eleanor May Carter, but my friends call me Ellie. Closest friends call me 'Nellie'. I'm the eldest of two sisters. My younger sister's name is Samantha Carter, but she prefers Sam or Sammy. As you can tell by our names, we weren't ponies at the real beginning of our lives, we were humans. Two human girls from your universe. But we weren't ordinary.

I was born with Asperger's Syndrome, but wasn't diagnosed since I was 9 years old. My sister suffers from a developmental delay, but she was able to slip through the cracks. So we were bullied and went through a lot of trouble. Our mother was a good person, but our father... Not so much...

Sam and I had enough of the universe treating us like garbage, and have bad things happen to us, just as soon as things start to look up. Our mother paying for our mistakes.

We wanted out!

Then it came to us. My Little Pony.

A cartoon show where friendship does exist, no one cares about appearance or speech, and problems are solved together in 20 - 30 minutes. Sam and I have been fans since we were only toddlers. Our father thought it was stupid. Mother didn't understand. It was our escape.

One night, when Sam and I reached our pre-teens, we were attending a meteor shower during Bonfire Night (If you're British, you'll remember the holiday). Sam and I saw a shooting star among the meteors. We made a wish together.

Starlight, Starbright,
First star I see tonight.
I wish I may, I wish I might,
Make this wish we wish tonight...
We wish to leave and live new lives in My Little Pony.

The star glowed, but nothing happened until we went home and went to bed. Sam and I found ourselves in the dreamscape, greeted by someone in a hooded cloak. It was female by its voice. Sam thought it was the Grim Reaper, but I knew better.

The cloaked figure heard our wish and wanted to grant it at a price: Our human forms and the memories of our existence in our world. Sam and I agreed on one condition of keeping our human memories, in case we get separated and meet each other again. The figure agreed and granted our wish.

Sam and I were reborn into the world of My Little Pony, into two families, but something about the world was different. The characters were anthropomorphic unguligrade ponies and there was a dark atmosphere hidden in the light happiness and rainbows.

Samantha was born in a mixed family of Earth Ponies and Unicorns; The Apples and Pies. Her mother was an Unicorn that was kind as she was beautiful. Her name was Limelight. Younger sister of Bright Mac. Her father was the older brother of Igneous Rock Pie, named Chalk Granite Pie. So Sam was born a Unicorn named Apple Lilly.

However when there's kindness and strength, comes a touch of darkness. Sam's pony-parents were hardly home, so she had to take care of herself. During school, she was bullied, saying that the reason why her parents are hardly home is because they died during a road trip.

Unfortunately it turned out to be true when a colleague went to Sam's home and moved her to Sweet Apple Acres with Granny Smith, Big McIntosh, Applejack and Applebloom. She was only 9 years old.

The bullying got worse, targeting her parents, color scheme of blue and blonde, and even her Pony Name. Sam couldn't take it anymore. She snapped and she went through a magical surge. She released a powerful illusion spell and melted the minds of half the school.

The Apple Family apologised, but Sam wanted to perform the spell again. The problem was she wasn't much of a bookworm as I am. Sam earned her Cutie Mark of a red apple and tiger lily.

I have to say, Sam got it easy. I've had rotten luck, even in my human life. My new life is no exception.

I was reborn an Earth Pony under the Pie Family, but different parents. I still have Asperger's Syndrome.

My mother was the younger sister of Igneous and Chalk Pie. Her name was Amethyst Sulphur Pie. And my father was the younger brother of Aunt Cloudy Quartz. His name was Tanzanite. My mother was always away on business, so my father took care of me.

Upon seeing how his brother raised their first born, Obsidian Pie, my father took raising me into his own hands. He was never rough. Only told me was bad and what was good. He named me Quartzite Marble Pie. I was his 'little angel'. I was always polite, well-behaved and stayed out of trouble.

During school, I was bullied for my colors and being a Blank Flank. My coat was a pastel green. My eyes were hazel, with a green inner ring. My mane and tail were black with pastel indigo and blue streaks. And my nails and hooves were black. Fetlocks of a Clydesdale.

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(With the description above.)

They called me names and hit me, so I always came home with a few scratches, bruises, or a black eye. I was literally beaten black and blue!

I wanted to tell my father, but the bullies would me worse for being a tattle tail. Nopony likes a foal who tells on them. It's just not fair! What have I done to deserve such a punishment?

The only time of day I've felt at peace was during the night. When mother and father were asleep, I would sneak out of my room and take a walk in the town's cemetery. It was peaceful and haunting at the same time.

Turns out I was reborn with one of my special gifts. I can hear and, sometimes, see the spirits of the deceased. They tell me things and I listen to them. It's during the night, I'm able to actually talk to them, without looking like I've lost my marbles. The bullies beat me up and other fillies and colts avoid me for this. Even my father avoids the it, sometimes...

One day, I snapped. I screamed and tackled one of my bullies to the ground. I choked him and smashed his skull in while he was catching his breath, blinded by rage.

He was a pegasus named Golden Snitch. He lived up to his name as a tattle tail of spreading rumors and a star to the adults. He was responsible for the rumor that Vinyl wears shades all the time is because she's a vampire pony. But in reality, she has extremely photo-sensitive eyes. Stupid snitch!

Once I calmed down, I recollected on what I just did. Everypony in the school was staring at me. I ran out of the school and into the town's cemetery. I couldn't believe I killed a classmate. Another foal. A bully. It... It felt good. I wanted to make all my bullies pay for what they've done to me.

That was when I saw the Sonic Rainboom, the spirits of the dead rose from the graves and spoke to me. They told me what I did was right. The colt deserved to die. There was something wrong with Equestria, and someone needs to take matters into their own hands. The spirit is never free until the body is dead. They all deserve to die. All of them have done something unforgivable.

I earned my Cutie Mark of three purple wisps.

My father found me the next morning and took me home to be home-schooled.

I was able to reunite with my sister during my mother's meeting for the Summer Sun Celebration. I recognized my sister in seconds, only Sam has eyes that blue. I also met my cousin, Pinkie Pie. The farmer girl, Applejack. The beautiful and gentle Fluttershy. Daring and bold, now currently departed, Rainbow Dash. The radiant and classy Rarity. And the book-smart Twilight Sparkle. Turns out I have a bit in common with every one of them.

During Nightmare Moon's attack on Ponyville, Twilight learned that each of us represent a spirit with they Elements of Harmony. Applejack was Honesty. Fluttershy was Kindness. Samantha was Trust. Pinkie Pie was Laughter (Obviously). Rarity was Generosity. Raindow Dash was Loyalty. I was Empathy. And Twilight was Magic. Kinda obvious each Element played to other's strengths.

Now, Sam and I work with my cousin in the baking business, makin delicious pastries in SugarCube Corner. Hopefully one day, Sam and I will get our turn and have some fun with the secret ingredient.