Cast into the darkness.
The icy void was full of silence and numbness.
A place that has no beginning nor end. The mere presence of time completely meaningless. Within this personal hell of depravity, only one thing can be certain. That misery is the only emotion that can withstand the ghastly grip of this realm.
The darkness home to only unwanted memories or fragments of a personal issue. Yet when you belong to a certain Twilight Sparkle, these certain ingredients become harder to come by. Midnight Sparkle knew this truth all too well, the moment she was banished to this place, was the moment her death counter had begun.
Each passing second caused her to fade evermore. Soon she'd just become a whisper, a hidden secret in the back of one's mind. Perhaps she'd be thought of in a passing dream, or on a lonely night full of hidden tears.
The truth was, she would soon be gone.
Faded from the universe, forgotten to the sands of time.
The dark angel of sorrow curling into a feminine ball within the void of nothingness. Her black elegant wings wrapping her body into an icy embrace. Gazing out into the void through fiery glasses of darkness, she awaited the end with bated breath.
“Waiting for the end?” The weakened voice of a familiar demon spoke from the abyss.
Her once crimson skin a sickly rose tint. Fiery locks of hair starting to unravel into something far more vibrant, her lovely dress of wicked hellfire merely a bunch of tattered rags. The light had begun to intertwine itself into her very soul, each passing night the demon changing in form.
“Indeed, I feel it's close.” Midnight hissed under her breath wickedly, gazing weakly upward to her once upon a time lover.
“Wouldn't you rather, search for the beginning?” The faux demon spoke in a feminine tone of voice, her pitch-black eyes now a hideous turquoise hue.
“Beginnings are just little lies we tell ourselves. Nothing in this world is ever truly good, we hope if the sun rises it will grant us a new start.” Midnight giggled with a sly smile, the feathers of her wings wafting into the abyss as dark ashes.
“Every new day does grant us another blessing.” The demon let her eyes fall to the lonely creature curled up in front of her sadly.
“Same meaningless existence, just a different coat of paint fool!” Midnight rolled her eyes, weakly flinging herself to a standing position.
“You once promised, that we'd travel out of here together.” The demon placed a now golden hand onto her lover's shoulder in growing silence.
“Promises, promises.” Midnight licked her upper lip mockingly.
“You'd rather live in the past, rather than look towards the future.” The faux demon spoke in a whisper.
“What future!? You've said it over and over, fleeting memories of a childhood dream!?” Midnight lifted her clawed hand high, slamming it across the demon’s cheek in a loud pop.
“I know not what the horizon holds! But I indeed wanted you at my side…” The demon embraced the dark angel with tear-soaked eyes.
“As a lover.” She leaned inward tenderly sharing a soft fading kiss.
“Or friend.” She pulled her lips away, skin glowing a shimmering gold.
“Am I worth such an honor? To become a cast out trophy, forever in your shadow?” Midnight cupped her lover's cheeks with a clawed hand.
“To watch you drift into the sun!?” Midnight leaned inward taking a soft inhale of the demon's now vibrant locks of betrayal.
“To feel my heart shatter? Watching my beloved, create new memories with another?” Midnight bared her long glistening fangs, ready to strike at the demon's neck at a moment's notice.
“I can't live in a routine of darkness.” The tattered rags of her dress blossomed outward into a long white dress, shining as bright as the sun and twice as warm.
“So you rather live in the lying light?” Midnight hissed from the burning rays of fire.
Her wings dissolved into a pile of inky black ashes. Her skin slowly cracking into streaks of decay and death. Clumps of dying hair falling into the void, as the light came to collect its due.
“Take my hand!” Golden wings of feminine beauty sprouted from the demon's backside, replacing her once seductive wings of horrid despair.
“Let me show you, that even apart we can still share a loving heart!” Tears cascaded down the cheeks of Daydream Shimmer, her hand extended to the dying creature in pity.
“You chose your path, such a heartbreaking path.” Midnight giggled softly cupping her own cheeks with a saddened tone.
“Midnight…” Shimmer felt her glowing horn of light shine outward into the darkness.
“I only regret, I won't see the tears you'll shed.” Midnight forced a genuine smile out of her misery, body disintegrating into ashes before blowing away into the vast realm of emptiness.
Shimmer could just let the tears fall freely, losing a friend that she loved even now.
The darkness of the realm parting above, the warmth of tomorrow echoing out in the promise of something better.
An unspoken promise.
One seeded in faith, rewarded in hope.
Sunset Shimmer had her bags neatly packed. Her memories forever locked in various mementos that she'd carry with her forever. Twilight Sparkle sat in the dimly lit room of the kitchen, her vibrant violet eyes now dull and broken.
“Some graduation huh?” Twilight wiped the tears staining her cheeks with a limp wrist.
“You have that wonderful scholarship, Twi!” Sunset flashed a warm smile to her ex-girlfriend.
“You want to see the world.” Twilight cooed under her breath.
“You'll see, it's much better this way.” Sunset walked into the darkness of the apartment kitchen.
“I promise, it'll get better!” Sunset leaned down nuzzling the cheek of her heartbroken friend.
“Promises, promises.” Twilight lifted her head up towards Sunset saddened.
“I'm sorry I couldn't change, taking plunges into the unknown…” Twilight felt her tears roll down her cheeks ever faster.
“I'm sorry, I just couldn't fit the routine,” Sunset whispered placing a tender kiss upon Twilight's velvet lips.
The lavender girl felt herself completely break in two. Slumping down onto the wooden table with sobs of regret, hiding her face away in shame under her feminine arms. Sunset pursed her lips into a frown, grabbing her bags before heading towards the door in silence.
“I'll see you around.” Sunset swallowed the massive lump in her throat.
“No…you won't,” Twilight replied hearing the front door open, the steps of her first love fading away down the hallway.
Lifting her head in misery, Twilight ran slender fingers across the ‘Bus Ticket’ out of state.
The final gift from her beloved.
One representative of a new beginning.
Yet only signifying the end.
Weeping aloud in newfound pain of a broken heart, she could feel an icy chill journey down her spine. Turning around sniffling, she gazed into that bleak abyss.
For a second, she thought…
She might have just seen, the glowing eyes of Midnight stare back at her.
