It was just as any usual day. I got up at 5:00 Am in the morning so myself and my father could head out to work together (my father was the Vice Principal of the school that I went to). But that morning I was contemplating something in my own mind, about my favorite characters from MLP, my favorite TV show.
"I love all of the ponies, they are like children to me. Even dear sweet little Twilight from Friendship Games."
That movie wasn't necessarily my favorite, but I still loved Twilight just the same. She is such a sweet girl: intelligent, socially awkward, nice, calm, quiet, and cute too. I have always really loved the character, even put a picture of her on my chromebook. But what I really desired more than anything else was to have Twilight as my own child, a daughter. Someone like me who I could love, look after, and above all take care of. She was the girl who I loved like a father, and she was so close to my reach...I was only tragically stopped by the interdimensional barrier between reality and fiction.
Anyhow, my father and I were heading to school that day down the freeway and I asked him a question.
"Dad, just how do you raise a child?"
My father answered in his special way. "You have to be very supportive to the child, make them believe that they van do anything. You have to give a good set of rules to make sure they don't do anything bad that goes against your beliefs such as we have. You have to love them and care for them. You also have to look out for them and right their wrongs whenever you need to."
I thanked my father as soon as we pulled into the school administrative parking area. "Thanks Dad, I will take what you've said into account."
"O.K." he replied in a tone that implied he thought what I said was strange. Little did I know that there would be something bigger that would change my life forever.
That 5th period was my science Biology class with my science teacher who was like a second father to me. He and I were always good friends and on the same page (I didn't take kindly to students' bad behavior). We all sat down as soon as the bell rang and started listening in on what we would do that period. My Science teacher spoke up.
"We will be dissecting pigs today in class everyone."
Most students groaned, but I was ready for this project. It was what I had been waiting for. During the Dissection period of the class, my teacher gave us all a lecture that would change my mind, this is what it went like:
"In 1999, a Swedish medical student named Anna Bagenholm lost control while skiing and landed head first on a thin patch of ice covering a mountain stream. The surface gave way and she was pulled into the freezing current below; when her friends caught up with her minutes later, only her skis and ankles were visible above an 8-inch layer of ice.
Bagenholm found an air pocket and struggled beneath the ice for 40 minutes as her friends tried to dislodge her. Then her heart stopped beating and she was still. Forty minutes after that, a rescue team arrived, cut her out of the ice and administered CPR as they helicoptered her to a hospital. At 10:15 p.m., three hours and 55 minutes after her fall, her first heartbeat was recorded. Since then, she has made a nearly full recovery."
He continued:
"When human cells are abruptly cut off from the steady supply of oxygen, nutrients and cleaning services that blood flow normally provides them, they can hold out in their membranes for a surprisingly long time. In fact, the true survivalists in your body may not die for many days after you've lost circulation, consciousness and most of the other things most people consider integral parts of living. If doctors can get to the patient before these cells have crashed, re-animation is still a possibility.
Unfortunately, the cells that are most sensitive to nutrient and oxygen deprivation are brain cells. Within five to 10 minutes of cardiac arrest, neuronal membranes will begin to rupture and irreparable brain damage will ensue. Making revival efforts more difficult, a surefire way to kill a cell that has been cut off from oxygen and nutrients for an extended period of time is to give it oxygen and nutrients. In a phenomenon called reperfusion injury, blood-starved cells that are abruptly reintroduced to a nutrient supply will quickly self-destruct.
The exact mechanisms of this process are still not well-understood, but Zhou speculates that when cells lose blood supply they may go into a kind of metabolic hibernation, with the goal of self-preservation. When the cells are roused from this state by an onslaught of oxygen and panicking white blood cells in an environment where toxins have accumulated, they are overwhelmed with inflammatory signals and they respond with self-immolation.
Though scientists don't fully understand the causes of reperfusion injury, they know from experience that one thing that stifles its onset is to lower a patient's body temperature. This is why Bagenholm, who arrived at the hospital with an internal body temperature of 56 degrees Fahrenheit (about 13 degrees Celsius), was able to recover and why one of the primary areas of research for the CRS is the application of so-called "therapeutic hypothermia."
By rapidly lowering a patient's body temperature to about 91 degrees F (33 degrees C) using an intravenous cooling solution or a kind of ice-pack bodysuit as soon as possible after a cardiac arrest, ER doctors have found they can greatly decrease the risk of reperfusion injury as they work to revive the patient. This process sometimes allows patients who have been clinically dead for tens of minutes to make full recoveries.
Whether this kind of medical miracle qualifies as reanimating the dead is not the principal concern of doctors, but survivors of clinical death do seem to have reemerged from an interlude of profound mental absence. Said Zhou: "I've met with people who have recovered from cardiac arrest, and it was just totally blank in their brain what happened. The brain's not dead, but they couldn't retrieve anything during that cardiac arrest stage."
I listened closely to what my Science Teacher was saying and that's when I got my idea.
"What if I tried making a human Twilight out of dead human corpses? Then I could start taking care of her as my own." That is when my incredibly mad idea started, in which would be successful in giving me a real Twilight Sparkle human as a daughter.
I started making plans that evening after I had gotten my idea. I decided to make it extremely top secret so that I wouldn't get into trouble with my parents. I spoke to myself during this time.
"Let's see here. The first thing I need to do is to construct an entire human body with female anatomy. I think that collecting a whole real skeleton would be to difficult, I'll construct a metal skeleton instead and use it as the main framework to her body, just like a real skeleton. Then I will make an artificial computer that will serve as her brain, which will store every single memory that she's ever had. From there I will find and use fiber optic cables to use as her nerves, and then I will just find regular human pieces. I will also get her skin pigment to be light lavender as well as to get her hair purple with a pink streak running through it." I was ready for anything.
The first thing that I had to do after that was to collect the metal skeleton pieces of which I had to find at the school science commons (which was the central part behind the class rooms where all of the science resources were kept). I was able to find complete pieces, as well as a metal cranium which would be a perfect place to put all of the memory cards, computer systems, and micro chips which would serve as Twilight's artificial brain. The next thing I did was to run through the Science commons as well as a hospital Organ Donner to find every single piece of human anatomy (as well as the special parts for a female) that I would place inside of her to bring her to life. Finally I went to a hardware store with my father to find fiber optic cable which would serve as Twilight's nervous system (we also went to find some clothes for her too, though I didn't tell my father why I needed them, the outfit looked just like the one that she wore at Crystal Prep). I knew that I was ready now.
FIVE MONTHS LATER
It was now five months since I had started working on her, and now she was just about ready. I had been working on Twilight in a closet way past after school just to get her created, I had done everything and now the finishing touches had been made: 1. Getting her skin pigment purple. 2. getting her hair purple and styled the right way. 3. getting her to sound just like Tara Strong through vocal cord testing. 4. getting her outfit on her. Now it was the final act of my labor of love which would be to bring her to life. I decided to use six Van De Graaff Generators and a static connection to her fiber optic nerves to make the impossible happen. I prayed the night before my time to bring her to life for a good success and to somehow, someway, see my creation come to life.
The evening had come and I was ready to bring her to life. The lifeless body of Twilight was sitting right there on the table that I had been working with her on, she looked just like she was sleeping very much like a deceased person in a funeral home.
I tenderly stroked her jaw and whispered. "We've come a long way my little one, and now it's time for you to come into the world. Welcome my dear sweet Twilight." I kissed her cheek just before I turned on the Generators and put a pair of glasses over her eyes.
"Please let this work." I whispered to myself as I turned on the generators. They had all been turned up to the ultimate maximum level and were aimed directly at the static connectors to her fiber optic cables which were aimed right at the neck and head (none of her nerves had been exposed). Now it was time, I turned on the generators which all started buzzing and zapping with such great power, for five minutes I let them shock my creation and I finally shut it down when I fought she was ready. I watched quietly, for a moment nothing happened.
Suddenly I caught sight of her hand, it looked dormant, but then it started twitching. She began to stir as if she was about to get out of bed.
"She's alive...She's alive" I whispered quietly in tears.
As soon as I said that her eyelids twitched and then opened. On her own power she rose from the table and started looking around at the strange room she was in. I was crying sweetly the whole time, although I think it was to obvious because Twilight looked at me and asked.
"Who are you and where am I." I introduced myself to her and told her what had happened.
She introduced herself. "I am Twilight, Twilight Sparkle. I was originally at Crystal Prep Academy, and no I am at Canterlot High. Um...Might I ask where I am now." I told her everything, from what had happened to where she was. "I..am...no longer at Canterlot High?" I calmed her down and explained some more.
"Dear child, you have been brought for good reasons. You are a special person and I wouldn't want you to be scared. You have joined a new life, I am your new father. I don't want to hurt you or destroy you in anyway, I just want to take care of you. Will you allow me to?" Twilight was hesitant, but she took my hand slowly and smiled in an 'adorkable' way and spoke.
"O.K. father. Thank you...But can you explain why I am in a school Science lab?"...
Author's Note
The first part of the story in which I talk about my love for Twilight, hear the lecture that gives my inspiration for making her, and ultimately creating her as an artificial human. 
The next day I decided to introduce Twilight to my family. They were all quite surprised when they saw her for the first time.
"Who is this girl?" My Father asked.
"Where did she come from?" My Mother asked.
"What is she like?" My Brother asked.
I introduced them to her. "Everyone, I would like you all to meet my Daughter, and best friend. Twilight Sparkle. Made her myself, she's an artificial human that I built from both a metal skeleton and human organs. She is a sweet person and a nice one too, I hope you will all welcome her in as one of us." Twilight was sort of perturbed by finding out that she was an artificial human.
My family talked for a little bit, but finally my Father spoke. "We have decided that you can keep and take care of her my Son. But you have to promise that you will never treat her badly, that you will never put her in a bad situation, and above all always remember to love her and accept her just as much as we've loved you." Me and my Father shook hands to seal the deal and that was the start of it all.
"Come here to papa Twilight." I said with my arms open.
Twilight came and hugged me tightly. "I love you Dad, I love you Dad, I love you Dad." She blubbered quickly as she hugged me.
The next day I decided to take Twilight to the local science museum so she could see all of the amazing exhibits inside. I knew full well that she was an intelligent and smart person from what I had seen in the show. She loved a lot of the exhibits inside, including the marble run, the music exhibits, the suspended bike ride (in which you would ride a bike on a tight rope over an exhibit hall which had safety harnesses and a cable attached to the front handlebars), and she really loved the giant elevator which looked more like a living room rather than an elevator.
"This place is so cool Dad, i love it!" I heard her shout as she played around with big bubbles at the water exhibits.
"I hoped you would Twilight." I said.
At home I decided to give her a room of her own, since she had been sleeping on the couch in the second floor loft all this time. There was a room down on the first floor that had been used as a storage room, and so one night I got my family together and said.
"I want to clean out that room so she can have a place of her own rather than sleeping on the couch in the loft." They agreed to do it since they were trying to find a good time to clean it out. We worked for a long time moving boxes, books, and old snowboarding and golfing equipment out of the room. Then we moved in a new bed, a wardrobe, and a nightstand by the bed. The big bookshelves with books that had been used before was kept in there since Twilight loved reading. I surprised her with it one night, she was exhilarated beyond measure.
"Haaaa!!! LOOK AT ALL THOSE BOOKS! I'VE GOT MY OWN BED! AND I'VE GOT A WARDROBE FOR CLOTHES NOW!!! THANK YOU DAD!!!" She was overwhelmingly happy.
We went to go and get new clothes for her that weekend at Wal-Mart. Twilight told us (my Father and I) what she wanted.
"Grandpa?" She called up my father.
"Yes?" He answered. Twilight started talking.
"I would like to tell you and Dad what I would like to get in clothes terms. Let's see, I would really like to find an outfit with a dark pink over vest with a purple belt, with a light pale blue polo shirt with a red bow tie and a purple skirt with knee high socks and black buckle shoes." She was describing the outfit that she had during the Equestria Girls Specials.
"I would also like to get a light blue shirt with short sleeves and purple shorts with a purple belt." She described what she wore during Legend Of Everfree.
"I would also like a light blue shirt with dark blue stripes and poofy shoulder cuffs, and yet another purple skirt, along with ankle high socks and purple shoes." She described what she was now wearing in the Equestria Girls Digital Series (I.E. Overpowered, The Finals Countdown and The Last Day of School). We were able to find what she wanted. Even if it took a long time to find them.
After a whole month, one of the saddest things happened. I was watching a copy of Movie Magic that I had rented from the library near my school, and Twilight came in to see it. She watched and saw herself as a cartoon animated character.
"That's me? Why am I in a cartoon with my friends?" She kept watching when I told her to go back to her room and was saddened by what she saw. I came down to meet her and she shouted at me in a sad way. "Why didn't you tell me? WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?!?!"
I told her about the show and why I liked it so much and that it was the way I came to love her like I did. I also explained her role in the series a s best I could. Twilight was still made sad.
"YOU DON'T LOVE ME THEN SINCE I AM JUST A RECREATION OF AN ANIMATED CHARACTER BROUGHT TO LIFE!!!" She started sobbing some more. I knew how she was feeling right now.
I brought her close and stroked her shoulder. "Of course I love you Twilight, I know that you were originally an animated character. But if it wasn't for that, then I wouldn't have gotten the idea to make you into who you are now. I love you Twilight, I don't think less of you, I really love you."
She hugged me again in tears and held me tightly. "I am so glad that is the case Father, even if I am just a recreation. It's good to know that your love for me is genuine."
Then the worst part of my time with Twilight began on the last few weeks of school. My father and I decided that Twilight wasn't seeing enough of the world outside of home and so we decided to take her into school with us that morning, she would stay in my father's office or in the administrative office while I went to my daily classes. Everyone was quite surprised to see my Father and I come in with a girl with purple hair and lavender skin who looked like she had a few stitches around her neck and her hands as well as down the back of her legs.
"This is my Son's daughter everyone, her name is Twilight Sparkle. Don't think that she is weird or unusual because she can be a bit sensitive, treat her like you would anyone else." My Father spoke to the staff and other Principals as soon as we entered.
After I finished the announcements over the speaker system I went to speak with Twilight. "Now Twilight, I want to have your word that you will not leave the office and that you will stay with my father at all times. Do you understand?"
Twilight looked to me and shook my hand. "Of course Father, I won't go out unless you or Grandpa are with me."
"Good." I said and headed of for my morning classes. Up until now Twilight had only seen my family, and me and my family lived very good, respectful, clean, and blessed lives outside of school. But she had not been exposed to the horrors of children who may act well around their parents, but who go completely down hill just to 'be cool' around their peers.
Then the unthinkable happened during lunch. My Father needed to watch over the lunch period in the Main Concourse of the school just to make sure that nothing would go bad. Twilight had gone with him which I told her she could do, but the bad part was that even though she stayed as close to my Father as possible, the immature students (namely Freshmen and other boneheads) still bothered her.
"You look ugly." One boy said.
"You shouldn't be here! You son of a motherless goat!" One stuck up girl retorted.
"You old Bolshevik." Another said.
"You are filled with turd, ya know that." Another said.
But this was by far the worst one. "You are a shucky darn, nerts, Fahrvergnügen, cotton pickin, heavens to Betsy, son of a biscuit eater. You should go and suck eggs." That was the one that ticked Twilight off Big time.
"YOU THINK SO HUH!?! YOU REALLY THINK SO?" and when they nodded Twilight did this. "Well how about getting a taste of your own pain!"
Twilight seriously became more than a girl at that point, she became a monster. She grabbed the nearest trash can she could find and threw it at a big group of the insulters.
"You think that hurt!" She yelled derisively. "How about this!" She suddenly grabbed a cleaning brush from a passing
custodian and chased after a lot of them smacking them hard on the head every time that she got near them. Everyone was scared now and ran from the Main Concourse to their classrooms, anyone who tried to get it on their phones would end up getting hit by Twilight as well. The whole problem finally ended when the campus security guards came and hit her hard in the belly and linked her arms with their's and took her away to the security office.
I was called in after school by my Father who did not look happy at all.
"Twilight is waiting in the security office Son!" He grunted in an angry tone.
When I got into the security office I found to officers standing over Twilight in one corner while in the other was another security guard who was drumming his fingers waiting for me. Twilight looked very scared and sad, like she had just been taken into prison for a crime that she didn't commit. The officer spoke to me for awhile and asked me why she behaved like that. When I had finished I was able to take Twilight home with me, but we were told that we could never bring her back again for as long as she lived. That event made Twilight feel very bad for herself and myself...so bad that she did something equally unthinkable.
It happened on one night in which I was sleeping. But a sound jerked me to wake up, it was the sound of the front door opened and closed again. I went to check Twilight's room and found that she wasn't there. I was emotionally in jeopardy and I was now crying uncontrollably.
My Mother and Father came into the room and wondered what was going on with me. Then they found the reason.
"Twilight's gone, why?" My Mother asked.
"It's because she thinks that she is now no longer worthy to be my Daughter now that she has done something horribly bad, and now she's run away from home!" I cried loudly. I was extremely sad now.
My Father decided to take charge. "You and me should go and find her Son. We have to search very hard to find her, but hopefully she hasn't gone very far." I sure hoped that my Father was right. I just hoped that Twilight had not decided to sit on the train tracks outside our property.
My Father and I got in the truck and went out to search for her, we looked for a long time. For a moment we didn't see her and my heart began to sink like the Titanic, but suddenly I saw a girl with purple hair and a colorful outfit crouched down and crying on the side of the road. I told Dad to stop the truck so I could go out and meet her.
I neared very slowly and found her. "Twilight? Is that you." I whispered
Twilight looked at me. She was not at her best; her hair was now out of a ponytail and was now very askew, her glasses had fallen off and her eyes were now filled with tears, she was very sad and tears were soaking her outfit and her face, and she looked very emotionally disturbed. I was just about as sad as she was right now.
"Dad, I am not worthy of being your daughter anymore." She started. "I have caused great destruction and have tortured a lot of people, I have become a monster in my own right. I was a monster before and much more terrible, and now I have become one again within this artificially mortal body. I don't want to be called your Daughter anymore after what I have done, I don't deserve it. I don't even belong here in this world, you brought me here basically as a naive robot who knew nothing of this world. I don't want to be here, I don't deserve to be your Daught-." I stopped her right there.
"That's not true Twilight. You may have done something extremely bad yesterday, but listen." I took a breath and a sob just before I continued. "I know you are feeling hopeless, and I’m sorry that you feel sad right now. There are many bad things in this world that can make us feel angry, sad, or worthless. But remember this over all that is the most important thing."
"What is it?" Twilight asked.
I put my hands on both her shoulders. "You are loved Twilight. My life is exceedingly greater and better with you in it, I created you not to be insulted or to be put down by the world, I created you because I love you very much and I adore you more than your animated counterpart. I don't care what anyone says to you or how bad they treat you. I love you and care for you with all my heart. I’m grateful you’re in my life, I enjoy your company, You’ve made me think of things in a completely new way, I’m excited to see what you do, and above all...I love you."
Twilight and I both entered into a family hug, the both of us were in tears of joy now. We hugged each other for a long five minutes, I could hear her crying and I could feel her chest heaving with every sob. It was a very moving moment for me.
"It's O.K. Twilight, cry all you want. I'm here for you." I whispered to her.
Twilight looked at me and spoke in a sweet voice. "Thanks Dad, I love you to."
It was a very emotional moment for myself and Twilight. But from this point onward I knew this simple fact. She would always be...My Daughter Twilight...
Author's Note
This is the end of the story. I hope that you all loved it. Go ahead and cry all you want, It is O.K. to cry in my book, thank you for reading. Please leave your thoughts on this story in the comments section. 
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