'Twilight' groaned, sitting upward. She looked down, and saw she was on the forest floor. Greenery surrounded her, but there was not an animal in sight. She was in a clearing, within a forest by the looks of it. She growled. Where the heck am I..? She thought, The clone must've been a real fool if she didn't know where she was, or who she was, for that matter.

All she remembered, by the looks of it, was a blazing sensation in her horn that was extremely agonizing to deal with. imbecile... She thought. Getting up and sitting on her flank, she saw that it was day. Though, it was raining particularly hard. She seemed to be in the center of it, which made her even more frustrated. She looked down, and saw a set of stairs. Tracing their path with her vision, she saw a certain crystalline tree.

Memories came flooding back to her immediately, of her... well... she wouldn't call them sisters, but, they were created alongside her. For now, she would call them associates. They were acquaintances, not sisters. Paranoia jolted her upwards, onto her hooves. Memories of her creator fizzled through her brain, which burst once reaching the surface. Her mind was currently in a frenzy, thoughts racing at an unknown pace.

What if Chrysalis comes back for her..? What if she brings somepony else with her, and that somepony is her counterpart..? What if... her counterpart hated her....? What would she do, then..?

The thoughts racing through her head frustrated 'Twilight' immensely. She wanted them to stop, but could do nothing about it. Growling, her horn lit up without her even realizing it. Screaming in rage, 'Twilight' pounded her front hooves on the ground. Dust sprang into the air, and she coughed uncontrollably. She slammed her eyes shut, running over to a nearby tree. There, her coughing subsided.

Fool.. She thought. Looking at her hooves, she saw that they were, for the most part, coated in dirt.

'Twilight' sighed, trotting over to a pond. Her heart beat in her chest rapidly, and she sighed. She, for the most part, was trying to stay calm. She didn't know what she was going to do once she was outside the forest. Her counterpart was a princess, and most princesses were rulers.

Rulers were well-known, so she was going to have a hard time staying hidden. What if she was killed for being a clone..? What if 'Twilight' was interrogated..? What if she was tortured...? Her breathing quickened. The thoughts continued, and the clone shivered. What if 'Twilight' was sentenced to life in a dungeon..? What would happen then..? Why was she so angry...? Why were these thoughts clouding her rational judgement..?

Laying down on the grass, 'Twilight' began to sob in frustration. Why was she so stupid..? She was going to be sentenced to life in the dungeons, simply for existing..!

Before she recognized what she was doing, "Twilight's" horn lit up. In a flash, she was teleported to a small hill. 'Twilight' bucked the hill, her back hooved slamming into the mound of material. Immediately, the portion of the hill she had kicked shot outwards, a loud bang emanating from it. She ran over to a tree, which was planted alone, near the hill. 'Twilight' ripped the plant from the ground, the roots seeming to extend beyond the trunk.

She hurled it at the nearby forest with her magic, the sprout crashing into a nearby cliff. 'Twilight' collapsed in exhaustion, one last tear running down her muzzle. She panted, attempting to stand up, to which she just fell back down again. 'Twilight' was completely and utterly drained. She yawned, reflecting on her past actions.

If her comrades hadn't attacked the tree, she wouldn't be in this mess. They would've been alive, and happy.

Okay, maybe not happy, but still. How dare they go off and attack an all-powerful sapling..? That could've been the key to their salvation..! Though she didn't want to admit it, a part of her blamed herself.

Maybe she was wrong all along, or maybe she just wasn't trying hard enough. The answer was alien to her. She had a perfect plan, and it would've been the perfect execution if it weren't for those... imbeciles. It was their fault she had failed. It was their fault she was where she was now. It was their fau-

'Twilight' took a deep breath in, exhaling softly. If she were to form a new plan, she would need allies. Powerful ones.

But, where would she get them..? She knew hardly anything about the world she had landed in, which was bad enough on it's own. If she were to find an ally, she would need to improve herself as a pony. 'Twilight' couldn't be going around blaming others for what she had a part in. Still...

It was tempting, almost unnaturally so. To just.. pin all her troubles on another being. To hate somepony with every fiber of her being. No. If she were to put a plan into action, she would need a clear head. Where would she find an ally, though..?

Looking forward, 'Twilight' saw a snowy mountain range that was frigid cold. She could feel a very faint scent of dark magic, and she focused on it. The magic seemed to come from somewhere in the mountains before her, and she had a long search ahead of her. Getting up to her hooves, her legs trembled from the weight they were now upholding. It was nothing a little exercise couldn't fix.

Shoving herself off the ground, she walked towards the snowy hills. 'Twilight' thought of where the magic could be coming from.

Ponies weren't the only ones with magic, as she had been taught. The warmth of the forest seemed to evaporate as she went along, but 'Twilight' didn't care. It was a nuisance, sure, but it wasn't that bad. For now. Something inside of her told 'Twilight' that she wouldn't be able to withstand the cold forever, and that she would have to find shelter. But that was a distant while away.

For now, she had a creature to find.

Author's Note

Editied to make seem more understandable.