Rarity's POV

Sweetie's condition is getting worse and worse, but no doctor can seem to explain what's exactly wrong with her. Every time they try to I either faint or tell them to come back when I can handle the situation. All I've gathered was Sweetie Belle had been anorexic and recovered for the most part, but during her state of recovery her body was rejecting all the nutrients from the food ergo she was starving to death. Now why can't somepony just explain what's wrong with her?!

"Rarity it looks like you could use a nap." Twilight observed.

"No, no rest until Sweetie is conscious." I demanded. Minnie and Pearl were completely oblivious of their dying mother. They lay on the floor playing with one another and tempting my heart with those big pink eyes. I've never felt this strange attachment to a foal, not since Sweetie Belle. I do, however, suppose they are my nieces and need to be admired as such. This is dreadfully hard considering I can't remember one thing about them, but I know I cared for them, because every picture on my cell phone is of either Minnie or Pearl.

"Are you Sweetie Belle's sister?" I looked up to see nurse Redheart standing there.

"Yes, why?"

"We need to know her blood type right away, she's fallen under and we don't know how much longer she has."

"H-has for what?!" I stood up alertly.

"Rarity we don't know how she's lived this long, she's in critical condition, and we doubt there will be a turnaround." She frowned.

"Well quit doubting and start helping!" I panicked.

"We will as soon as you tell us her blood type." She seemed so calm about this situation: too calm.

"She has AB negative." I informed walking closer and hoping for her to move closer to the door. "Now are you going to fix her, or are you going to stand there and dig her grave?"

"We're going to need a donor." She informed me.

"Well let me do it!" I fought.

"I don't think you're gonna be a watch hun." she down-talked me.

"You see here," I demanded. "My sister and I have been as close as two sisters could ever be for a long time now. If we don't share the same blood type, then we don't share anything anymore." I informed. She brought me in to the back and pricked my hoof.

"No match," she smirked. "Guess you need to find a closer sister." I could have ripped out her mane right then and there.

"I'm her only sister, thank you." I sneered.

"Well I'm sorry Rarity, but she's just gonna have to stay on life-support until we can find somepony that can actually fit.

"Nurse Red-heart, when you said my sister was dying…was that any exaggeration?" She looked at me, feeling sorry that my hopes were so high.

"I'm so sorry Rarity, but look on the bright side," What could she possibly try to say? "You've got two parents to take those kids out of your house for good." I looked back at my nieces waiting for their mother. They probably expected her to walk out that door hours ago and whisk them back home. I couldn't just take away everything familiar to them, their home, their mother, their cribs, their whole lives have been with me…and that's where it and they should stay.

Twilight's POV

"Twilight," I heard my brother call. I raced toward the cell they were keeping him in and saw bruises on his face. "Twilight, what are you doing down here? With the guards forming a mutiny it's not safe to be near all these criminals."

"I'm here to control these guards. Between Cadence and I they can be stopped." I promised.

"Twilight I don't want you to be hurt, alright?" He asked angrily. "I'll be fine until Celestia returns."

"I'm not waiting for Celestia and Luna to let them try to hang you or something crazy!"

"Lower your voice!" He warned looking around. "Twilight they're under a spell."

"What?" I asked skeptically. "What are you talking about?

"The prisoner that broke out was with another pony: a unicorn. The unicorn cast a spell and I have no idea what's going to happen."

"What kind of spell was it?" I asked urgently.

"Some kind of mind control I suppose." He said still trying to remain as quiet as possible. "Twilight this is a very dangerous unicorn, and I don't think you'll be able to reverse it."

"Shining I can reverse any spell! Just tell me who it-"

"It was Trixie alright?" He whispered angrily.

"T-T-T-Trixie?" I gasped. "Wh-why was she in jail?"

"Thievery, endangering ponies, and conviction for attempt at murder. Twilight I don't want you going after her." He warned. I could tell he never wanted to tell me.

"Well who's going to stop me?" I asked insulted he didn't think I could handle myself.

"Twilight!" He yelled. We looked back and saw a group of guards standing there. They charged towards me and I shielded us.

"I have to go, but I'm not leaving you!" I yelled over the ruckus. I unlocked the cell and he charged from it and grabbed on to me. He combined our forces and turned the force field into a brick wall.

"Don't disregard my authority like that ever again." He warned hugging me. "Now let's get out of here, alright?" We turned to flee the scene and get Cadence, but standing in front of us was the most hideous and revolting sight the two of us had ever witnessed.

"Did ya miss me Twilight?"

Apple Bloom's POV

Sweetie Belle's startin' ta look worse and worse by the day. I came to visit her this morning and she still hasn't woken up. They've got every different kinda tube runnin' through her and she looks like she hasn't eaten since Christmas of seven years ago.

"Sweetie Belle can ya hear me?" I pleaded. She looked miserable. I shook her a little bit and Apple Jack stopped me.

"Ya don't wanna mess up anything going on in there." She warned. Sweetie wouldn't even stir. She looked so bad, and I couldn't think of one thing to help her.

"Apple Jack what's going to happen to her foals if she doesn't make it?"

"Well, Apple Bloom, I reckon they'll go to a foster home of some kind. Considering the fact Rarity don't remember them and her parents don't even want em'." Apple Jack scoffed. I felt tears sting my eyes and a tiny stab in my throat.

" How did no one notice?" I asked. She'd been getting skinnier and skinnier, and not even she noticed how sick she was.

"I don't know sugar cube, but she's gonna heal soon don't ya worry none." Apple Jack smiled. That was the biggest lie I'd ever heard come from a pony all about honesty.

"Apple Jack, that kinda false hope isn't what anypony needs right now. Sweetie Belle could die any second, and then what?"

"We can just hope for the best right now sugar cube…"

"Hope that she doesn't die, or hope Rarity gets her brain back?" I asked. Neither of those daggone things seemed too realistic. Rarity was runnin' all around the hospital worried sick about Sweetie.

"Both." Apple Jack took off her hat, and I saw her teary eyes. She's known Sweetie Belle even longer than me, but we're both hurtin' over this.

"Sweetie, please wake up." I begged by her bedside. That filly didn't move an inch, but I didn't give up. "Sweetie Belle your foals need you!" I started cryin' and carrying on. "Sweetie Belle they have nothing left but you! Neither does Rarity! Please Sweetie!" Apple Jack grabbed me and yanked me out of the room.

"Get a hold of yourself!" She shushed me holding on as tightly as she could. She tried to contain the emotionally hysterical pony trying to break out of me.

"I can't! I'm losing the LAST friend I have left!" I sobbed. Apple Jack held me closer.

"Now, don't you say that. She'll be ok, and she's not all that's left." She tried to reassure.

"Nopony else wants nothin' ta do with me anymore! Ever since Little Mac, nopony."

"Well I do!"

"Well you're my sister. Big Mac and Granny don't even like me anymore: and don't say that's not true. Not to mention Scootaloo got sent to jail for underage drinking, drug possession, and FUI."

"Well who wants a friend like that, Apple Bloom? Flying when you're drunk ain't nothin' but death waiting to happen." Apple Jack always tries to make me feel better, but she never makes anything better. If anything she makes it worse.

"Well who else do I have?!" I sobbed again.

"I know what you need sugar cube…come on let's go make a call."

Rarity's POV

Minnie and Pearl were sleeping peacefully beside their mother. I just silently watched in the corner as their breathing because simultaneous. Sweetie Belle looked the same, if not worse. I don't understand why I couldn't just wake her up. She's just sleeping, but she won't wake up. I've never heard of such a miserable thing as a coma.

"Auntie Rarity?" a soft sweet voice asked. I looked down at Pearl's freshly opened eyes and saw the tears brewing.

"Yes darling?" I answered. Her muzzle scrunched up in thought and she glanced back at her mother.

"Why mommy sleep all day?" Pearl looked heartbreaking. I was asking the same question in my mind.

"Darling she'll be awake very soon. She's just extra sleepy today." I stroked her mane in comfort and she started to get upset.

"Make mama wake up now." Her eyes began to mist and I lifted her into my arms.

"Darling please don't cry." I pleaded. She sniffled in my arms and shivered. It seems like she knows somepony is lying.

"Rarity?" I heard a voice outside ask me. I peeked out and saw Twilight and Cadence standing there.

"I thought there was an emergency." Twilight shook her head.

"Shining Armor just got a new prisoner fresh off Equestria's most wanted."

"What are you doing here then?"

"You're not even going to ask about the scandal?"

"Twilight my mind is obviously in other places right now." I grumbled.

"I know Rarity, which is why we're here to watch the foals while you stay with Sweetie Belle." she smiled.

"Thank you…both of you." I responded. Cadence lifted Pearl and Minnie and Twilight followed her out the door. I wanted to ask what had happened, but that's a story for another day. "Sweetie please wake up…for me." I pleaded. "I know we've had our share of fights and make-ups and mess-ups over and over, but I also know we had to have grown while raising these foals together. Believe me when I tell you it's the most painful thing I've ever felt to not be able to remember with you." I choked on a few tears as they broke through the dam in my heart. "I just don't want my last year with you to be forgotten. I want there to be more Sweetie." I began sobbing, then screaming in pain from the sheer agony of my expanding emotional breakdown.

"Rarity?" I looked over at that vaguely familiar voice. It was Sweetie Belle's long lost best friend Scootaloo. "Is she doing that bad?" She entered the room carrying a vase of flowers and set them down beside Sweetie on the bedside table.

"Scootaloo I thought you were in prison…" I thought out loud. She smiled and shook her head.

"Not me! I'm a free mare!" She walked closer to Sweetie and I pulled her back.

"Why the sudden concern for my sister?" I asked feeling my glare burn in her own eyes.

"Rarity I've always cared!" the orange pony rebuttaled. "I just couldn't be here when I needed to be. I've been through a lot!"

"So has Sweetie Belle if you can't tell! I don't need riffraff like you in this room damaging her healing process to an even farther extent!"

"Rarity just let me have a minute alone with her! She's my best friend!"

"Was! Past-tense: She used to be and is no longer. If you want to see her it'll be over my dead body!"

"That can be arranged!" A force grew in Scootaloo as she charged towards me. She knocked me over and I quickly regained composure to retaliate. I found my hooves and began walking back to her and shoving her back. I'm not a fighter, and it shows. Scootaloo grabbed hold of my mane and as we fell fighting to the floor everything deceased when we hit something. We had run into Sweetie's beside table. Knocking over the flowers, we both got up very startled.

"S-Sweetie Belle?" I whispered. The water from the now shattered vase had rushed onto the cords of Sweetie's life support. We had just knocked the power out in everything that was keeping her alive. We had just fought for something so trivial. We had just murdered my sister over who could speak to her dying body.

Author's Note

This is NOT the final chapter! The next one unfortunately will be, but never fear! I am currently working on two BRAND NEW stories and have plans for a spin-off of Auntie Rarity. I never would have written past chapter two if it wasn't for my amazing friends and readers thank you!