Potion Mare

"You have to see her endurance, please ma'am. She's fought through so much." A voice spoke. Two figures were standing along a white spiral in what seemed like a dark void.

"She's failed Lily. She has to go." The second voice declared, stomping a hoof.

"NO! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!" The other figure shouted back. "Look at how much she fucking cares. Any other version of us would have given up by now. She hasn't slept for days. She's stranded on a fucking mountain top alone with herself and a fucking SHELL of Lily." Figure one spoke. Figure two turned on her hoof and glared at figure two.

"She's nothing but another loose mare, doomed to fail like the rest of them. I refuse to leave another thread uncut. I don't care how resilient she is. She must go." Figure two growled. "I want you to find her, and take her out. Do you want her to just starve to death out there anyway? Go for the head, she won't feel a thing." She said.

"Ma'am, please, with all due respect!--"

"It was an order, not a request."

"Ma'am, please!"

"Please nothing."

"Ma'am.. No. I won't do it. I can't."

Figure two growled and brought a dagger up to figure one's neck. "You WILL go, if you want to keep your own life."

Figure one gulped and nodded slowly. Figure one reached into her garment, clipping open a void in space time, Melody visible on the other side. She grabbed figure one around the throat and shoved her through, the void closing behind her. Figure one swallowed hard, raised a familiar sword from within her garment, and took a shakey breath.

"I'm sorry."

She brought the sword down toward Melody's chest.