One month ago

The brilliant sun was setting on yet another day at Canterlot High. Slowly, the warm sun slipped behind the horizon as the pale moon rises above the quiet and barren school grounds. As quiet as it was, however, one sound breaks this serene silence. Seated at the base of the pedestal of the bridge between worlds was a young girl curled into a small ball; her long, emerald green hair drooping over her hanging head as she silently sobs into her arms. Lifting her head, she wipes her soaked eyes and dripping nose with her drenched, tan sleeves as she shivers. Much of her exterior, from her light green skin down to her damaged blue jeans, was covered in soot, debris, and small scratches. Most prominent of all was the ruined Duel Disk that dangled precariously from her left arm. The once sturdy metal blade of the contraption was all but battered and dented to no end as the shattered screen display flickered weakly. Scattered around the shaken youth was a mess of torn cards and broken glass from the aforementioned screen. Sniffling, the girl rises to her feet and begins to shuffle away down a beaten dirt path.

"Why is it always the same...." the teary eyed girl thought to herself.

Silently, she continued down the path through the dense forest. Feeling the dead weight of her destroyed disk, she unhinged what was left of the strap and let the crumpled pile of scrap fall to the dirt as she continued hobbling through the trees and bushes ahead. Wandering through the forest, she lets her mind wander as she looks back at the events that transpired just an hour ago.

Falling onto her back with a violent thud, the young girl let out a wheeze of pain as the counter on her disk rapidly dropped down to zero. As she lay there, defeated and shaken by the effects of the duel, the shadowy figure of her opponent approaches her.

"Is that all? i expected more from you. Especially after all that boasting you did earlier, erm... whoever you are." the figure said, in a mocking and toxic tone.

"Wallflower..... Blush..." the young girl wheezed as she tried to prop herself up, only to be push back down into the dirt by the large, leather boot of her opponent.

" Yeah, yeah whatever."the figure snorted. " Not like it matters to me. I'd never remember the name of a loser like you!"

With one boot planted squarely into Wallflowers chest, the figure delivered a quick and heavy stomp onto Wallflowers scrapped Duel Disk. A sharp crack is heard as the blade bends and shakes violently. After a series of successive stomps to her disk, one last kick is swiftly delivered to Wallflowers side that has her let out a small, pained yelp as she holds her side.

" You got really lucky today kid. Next time, I might break more than your disk."

Removing their boot from Wallflowers chest, the figure hacks and spits into her face and stomps away; leaving Wallflower in a crumpled heap of pain, scrap, and tears.

Wallflower slowly rises to her feet and begins to pick up the scattered piles of cards that flung from her Duel Disk. Despite her best efforts, a brisk breeze suddenly began to blow and the remaining cards began to fly away on the breeze. Horrified, she begins to chase the scattered cards past the remains of the pedestal at the entrance of the school. It wasn't until the winds took a sharp turn upwards and carried her cards beyond her reach that Wallflower began to slow down; eventually stopping in front of the marble pedestal.

"No...why...." she whispers as she collapses to her knees.

Tears now streaming down her cheeks, Wallflower stares at the few cards she managed to save. A long, bitter stare is given, until her hopeless expression contorts into one of rage as she begins to rip all of her cards in a fit of anger and melancholy.

"Why did I say all of that?

"Why was I so stupid?!

"WHY?!"

Wiping away the pool of tears that had formed in her eyes, Wallflower parts through a thick bush and steps into a small clearing. While most of the forest was shrouded in darkness due to the canopy of the trees, this clearing was illuminated brightly by the moonlight; thanks to the wide opening that parted above the treetops. In the center was a set of three short stone pillars that were lined in a triangular formation and covered in a thick layer of moss and vines. Letting out a small sigh, Wallflower wanders into the center of the rocky formations and kneels down. Reaching down into her striped sweater, she pulls out a rope that was tied around her neck. Tied to the bottom was a small, oval shaped stone with a smooth finish. Most peculiar of all was the strange carvings embedded into it; an eye with three small, inverted chevrons atop it, two whip-like carvings at the base of the stone, and a single, unnerving eye carved directly in the middle.

" What was i thinking.... The one day i no longer wanted to be invisible, and i get pummeled for it." she whispers. "At least i can make it so that this day never happened."

Kneeling in the center, Wallflower holds the strange artifact close to her chest as a loud, deep groan is heard. A bright, blinding cerulean ring of light suddenly forms at her knees as a pillar of light bathes her and the surrounding clearing. As the light slowly pulsated, Wallflower seethed slightly with discomfort. Suddenly, a long, green strip of light emerged from her forehead that resembled that of a reel of film. The "reel" flowed around precariously before being absorbed by the stone clenched tightly in her hand. Out of seemingly nowhere, more of these strange "reels" slithered in the air from the forest, each varying in color and length. They too floated around Wallflower, before the artifact swallowed them through its glowing eye as well. Once all of the "reels" were pulled in by the stone, the pillar of light dissipates, along with the ghostly aura that had surrounded the artifact. Dazed, Wallflower softly shakes her head before looking around. Clenching her forehead, she stands up again and surveys the clearing.

" Ugh... what am i doing he- oh..." she begins before she realizes what she has in her hands.

Eyeing the artifact, her torn clothes, and feeling the dampness of her cheeks, Wallflower sighs as a somber expression appears on her face. The realization of why she was here struck her almost as hard as what her opponent did to her, and it only served to reinforce the action she had just performed. Returning the stone back into her striped sweater, Wallflower parts through the thick bushes and begins her walk back to the school grounds. Throughout the walk, she clenches her side, curious as to what could have caused her such discomfort. Try as she might, the answer never came to her, even after leaving the forest. Nearing the sidewalk, she took one last look back at the front of the school and simply stared for what seemed like an eternity, before continuing down the street and disappearing into the night.

One week ago

It was just another day at CHS as always. Students chattering in the halls about most things that youth speak of these days; vanity, gossip, idle glances, and the occasional scuffle that broke out between friends and rivals alike. She had seen it all. Wallflower strolled down the hall and past all of the students, giving the occasional glance at some of the students, but never anymore attention than what was necessary. Likewise, the majority of the student body never batted an eye in her direction. She was used to it now, in a rather begrudging manner. Reaching one of the classroom doors, Wallflower entered the room and tossed her backpack aside. The room was relatively small, with a long rectangular table placed in the center of the room. Sprawled around the room was many cabinets, tables with computers, cork pin boards with various photographs, and a wide chalkboard with the words " Yearbook Committee " scribbled in the upper left-hand corner.

Wallflower lumbers towards one of the seats at the far corner of the room and plops down in the dark. She never bothered to turn on the lights anyways. Tacked on an cork pin board above her computer was various photos of the seven young heroes of the school, affectionately named " The Rainbooms." From the Fall Formal, to the Battle of the Bands, to the events of the Friendship Games and even Camp Everfree, these girls have been present and have saved the world numerous times. With the yearbook right around the corner, it was no surprise to anyone that they would win the "Best Friends" superlative. Wallflower shot a bitter look at the photos. While she had no real qualms with the other six girls, there was one of them that crawled under her skin.

"Sunset Shimmer." she growled under her breath as she tore the picture of the fiery haired girl off of the pins. " You think you have everyone fooled, don't you? Of course you wouldn't notice me...why would you? You haven't changed at all, yet everyone here just loves and accepts you, don't they? Well, that changes today!"

An evil and foreboding smile creeps along her face as she crumples the picture and tosses it into the nearby trashcan. Just like she did nearly a month ago, Wallflower reaches into her sweater and pulls out the same artifact she used on that fateful day. Rising from her seat, she walks over to her lime colored backpack and pulls out a Duel Disk; this one having a more rose-like appearance with many sharp petals surrounding a glass screen. Holstering it onto her left arm, she ejects the deck from the disks deck slot and quickly shuffles through it until she finds the card that she needs.

"The Memory Stone..." she thinks to herself. "It's been so long since that day i found it in my garden. Normally, I'd need my garden for this, but with all that I've learned and with the help of my new deck, I can do this anywhere."

Holding the card to the eye of the Memory Stone, a dim beam of cerulean light shot out from the main eye of the stone and engulfed the card in a radiant aura. A sudden flash of white dazzled the room as a bone-chilling chuckle could be heard reverberating around the room; the sound of the evil laugh emanating from the very card in Wallflowers hand. She gently taps the eye of the stone and the aura of light around her held card slowly fades away. Sliding the card back into her deck, she hides the Memory Stone back into her sweater.

"Still, this isn't my garden. The effects may take some time to take hold, and even longer for them to become permanent. However, there's no way Miss Bacon Hair and her band of friends can stop this. I'll make all of your friends think of you the same way you think of me; which is not at all!"

Wallflowers mental rant was swiftly cut off by the sounds of singing down the hall. In a panic, she quickly tossed her Duel Disk into her backpack and flipped on the switch. Thankfully, she had finished her work on the yearbook superlatives, not that she'd notice anyways. She continued her work on other tasks as Sunset Shimmer and the rest of her friends walked into the room. Singing, dancing, and other types of things you'd normally see in a movie were commonplace at CHS, much to Wallflowers chagrin. Rolling her eyes, she begins to move some stacks of papers and the old yearbook. That is, until a certain "bacon hair" girl waltzes right into her and they both come crashing down.

Author's Note

And here we go! Prologue to the eventual duel between Sunny and Wall. A retelling, of course, and a way to familiarize myself with FimFiction after all this time. If my writing style seems odd and a bit confusing, i do apologize. Its a habit i need to break out off, honestly. Anyways, eyes peeled for the next chapter!