Author's Note

Holy shit. 1 week of hiatus.

Sorry y’all.

Devine

‘Rarity.’

That’s where her finger rested on.

That’s when fate was revealed.

Fate that will ultimately devastate her.

Sunset, even though knowing her friend is about to die in the hands of Midnight, thought lf something. Something that she should’ve thought of a while ago. Just, what is her intent? Sure, she wants revenge on her defeat, but if she wanted it, she would killed her first. Knowing that this is the realm of the mind, she won’t really kill her, much less in reality.

But, whatever it is, she must stop her from Rarity. That’s evident. Midnight was quite surprised in Rarity, as she says it herself.

“Huh. Generosity.”

This made Sunset pissed. In what right does she have to say her friend like a tool rather than a friend? She states of Rarity’s Element like it was something everybody used, everybody sees, but doesn’t appreciate. She gives of her a small stutter, as Midnight glances over at Sunset.

“Don’t you dare.“ she says. That was the only thing she could do. She couldn’t attack her, due to the chains that forbid her doing so. She can’t run, nor can she defend Rarity. Taunting is her last move. Not that it would ammount to anything.

But she must’ve done something, right?

“Oh, Sunset. Even after all this time, you still refuse.”

She walks straight ahead towards Rarity, all while giving Sunset a offset smile. She glances over to Rarity, and seemingly inspects her. Who would’ve thought a being like Midnight took the time to appreciate somebody’s work? Nevertheless, it was bewildering. But Sunset didn’t give a damn. Afterwards, was her death, and that’s what’s important.

After quite the time, she took a step back from Rarity, and immediately, her hands began to emit. Strange light came out of Midnight’s hands, practically feeding on her. Sunset, however, wasn’t surprised. She had already did this before, and she sure knows what happens next. Out of thin air, Midnight has created a concentration of magic, fit to kill.

And she already has the target.

“Now, Sunset, any last words, to your precious fashionista?”

She grinned. She wanted to say something. Anything. Anything that would add amount to her. Anything that would be the last words. But, she couldn’t.

Hell, she can’t.

Or rather, she wouldn’t.

Saying anything at this point is only going to make her death way more gruesome, vivid and horrifying, and that’s the last thing she ever wants. She doesn’t want to let go of Rarity, but it seems like that is her soon to be fate. There’s simply no substitute, yes, but right now, the only thing she can do, is minimise the pain.

Besides, this is a dream, so it’s likely she will ever die.

‘But if this is a dream, than why is it so real?’

She decided to let go of that thought. She didn’t want Midnight to tap into her mind again, after all. And so, she stayed quiet, and gazed over towards Midnight in a ferocious grin. She didn’t react. Well, all except for a little smile, that popped out of her.

Not the reaction she was looking for, but a reaction nonetheless.

“I take that as a no.”

As soon as those words came out of her mouth, she turned over to the frozen Rarity, who was practically meters away. She raised her hand, chest level, which the emitting light was. The ball like concentration glowed and shined, so blindly that Sunset had to shut her eyes. She tried to block the light with her hands, but this was a nay.

After defeat, this was the thing Midnight was waiting.

This was the moment.

The first of them all.

The first, before many more to come.

“Now, behold.”

The concentration became much bigger, probably double the original size. This, in fact, got Midnight laughing. Death, and magic, overall, suits her, and this was clearly evident.

She stood in silence, before 2 words spilled from her mouth.

“My devine.”

“NO!!” she retaliated. But to her dread, it was to late.

And so, the orb was released, travelling towards Rarity, in light speed.

Impact.

Pain.

Explosion.

These words perfectly describe what happened. The orb had hit Rarity right in the chest, and it had exploded, releasing magic in such a degree, even Sunset was amazed. Rarity, on the other hand, didn’t even flinch.

Not that it mattered. In a matter of a snap, time will come back to life.

But not her.

Sunset felt a magnitude of sorrow fill her to the brim. She had just lost her friend. Her best friend. Her guideline to friendship.

Her bridge between despair and happiness.

She screamed violently, as she begins to violently try to break free from the shackles Midnight has captured her on.

“RARITY!!”

No response, neither from Midnight nor the frozen girls. She was mad. She began to lift up her arms, shaking violently, and other things, all in an attempt to go over to her soon to be dead friend.

Scratch that. Soon to be was now.

Snap.

Once again, colours begin to emerge, and time itself has begin to come back to life again.

For a second, came a loud scream, followed by a thud. It came from the 5 girls, all of whom where knocked back quiet the distance, probably by the blast. All of them got up quickly, and brushed off some dust that was due to the knockback.

Sure they got up.

One of them didn’t live up to that, however.

They rushed over to Rarity, technically ignorant of Sunset’s existence. Their faces were full of shock and anticipation, as they make their way to their precious friend. They tried to do everything in their power to wake her up, but it was no use. They whimpered on for what seems like forever, looking down on their dead friend.

With Sunset being damn right useless. She’s still restrained, and from the looks of it, nobody is going to help her.

Not that it matters.

She’s already declared her death, inside her soul.

At least, she wished she had.

Oh, how unvalid did Sunset think she was. She couldn’t do anything. Not even get recognition. She was done for. For what she is, not repaying the gift that was given by them? It was simply horrible to think about it.

Sunset bursts into tears,gazing over at Rarity, and the other 4, seemingly doing the same. Fluttershy held her breath, and sticked up two fingers towards her lump body, aiming for the neck, in need of a pulse.

No shit it wasn’t there.

She immediately help her hands to her mouth, closing it, all the while letting her eyes flow. They continued to shake the motionless body, just waiting to get a reaction. But after time and time again, there wasn’t. Midnight, however, was enjoying this. She laughed as hard as she can, with her eyes seemingly watering, due to the joy of death and sadness.

Was this what she planned all along? To torture Sunset and her friends, killing them off, one by one? Letting them grief up on their dead friends, before they experience their version fo the inevitable? To Sunset, it seems just, too unfair.

Too unfair to deserve the right to be thought of.

They continued to cry, as emotions and happy memories flood inside their heads. They remembered the good old days, but now, it’s unfortunate for them, not being able to create new ones, but instead, relish.

Snap.

The scene went back to the usual grey, and Sunset caught up with it. Even though her eyes and cheeks were watering like hell, she still knew about the abrupt time freeze. Of course, she took this to her advantage.

“F-Fuck you! Do you know what the fuck you just did to her!?”

“Calm down, now, Sunset. That’s just the first. We’re not even close to fini-“ she said, in a lighthearted manner, before Sunset shut her down.

“THERE IS NO FIRST! THIS IS THE LAST!” she screamed, all the while tried to rush over to Midnight, but failed miserably, due to the restraints. Midnight just brushed it off, laughing and gagging at Sunset’s poor effort.

“You know what? I have an idea.”

“But of course, your not gonna like it.”

“Just what are you thinkin-“

And her mind completely goes black.