The hand of fate-a cold winter night

The hand of fate, a cold winter’s night

Chapter 3

Octavia’s fight against fate

Octavia froze when she felt Vinyl’s lips press into her’s, the feel, her breath, the tongue slowly working it’s way into her mouth, it felt right; all of it, and that’s what terrified her.

No I can’t do this, we’re both mares! It really would be the end of my career if I allowed myself to let my emotions get the best of me. Thought Octavia. However another part of her was arguing with her practical mind.

You are who you are, it’s not a choice it never has been, and they say there’s someone out there for everyone; one person that you fit with. Well look at her, she beautiful, loves you, cared enough about you to save your life, and it even feels right to kiss her when you’ve known her all but ten minutes. This is fate!

No, No it’s not! Screamed back the practical voice it’s just plain sick… Two mares together; sharing what should be between a stallion and mare alone is just wrong. I mean if whomever created us meant for two mares or two stallions to be together then why can they not have foals? It simple because they didn’t mean for it to happen and it’s sick, and… I AM NOT A FILLYFOOLER!

As the war inside Octavia’s mind continued Vinyl ended the kiss, and pull back to wait for Octavia’s answer; she didn’t expect what happened though. It looked as if Octavia were fighting within herself. Tears were pouring out of her violet eyes, and she was shaking.

“Octi… Are you okay?” Asked Vinyl as she stepped back a few hoofs and waited for something to happen.
A few minutes pasted before Octavia spoke, and when she did her voice was as empty as it could be.

“I’m sorry Miss Scratch but I cannot return such feelings as I am not a fillyfooler, and your choice in lifestyle is wrong.” With that Octavia rested back on her pillows.

“Wrong.” Said Vinyl lividly as she began to laugh coldly. “Now that is rich, I can see it in your eyes; you’re just as much of a fillyfooler as I am, and yet you’re saying that I’m wrong! Allow me to let you in on something Octavia! You enjoyed that kiss, just as much as I did, and don’t tell me you didn’t because I can tell that you did, So tell me who’s the one who’s wrong here, the one who’s being completely honest with herself and her feelings, or the one who doesn’t have enough courage to look at herself, and admit who she is; Instead of hiding behind foalish hate of what’s different?

“Excuse me!” Snapped Octavia quickly sitting up and turning on Vinyl. “I happen to be following what my parents taught me, and they taught me that such debauchery is wrong, and cannot be abided, so I’m sorry I may be a coward, but at least I won’t burn in Tartarus when I die!” Roared Octavia. It was then that the doctor entered the room having heard the screaming match.

“What in the name of Celestia is going on here; this is a hospital, it is no place for screaming! I mean I though you two knew better, and what a subject! I mean if you’re having doubts about who you are Miss Octavia then I know of several physiologists who would be more than happy to help you find that out, and accept it, and they wouldn’t charge you a single bit until you got back on your feet, and you Miss Scratch, I can understand that you’ve fallen in love with Miss Octavia, but if she does not feel the same way then you cannot force her to love you back, it will happen when and if it’s meant to, but until then you have no right to call her a coward for following what she believes in; even if it is a flawed belief!” Snapped the Doctor; it was clear that he was not amused, he face was red, and he was breathing heavily.

“Sorry.” Said both Octavia and Vinyl as they turned away from each other, and Octavia lied back down.

“Indeed, Well as it’s obvious that the two of you are not currently on the best of terms I must insist that Miss Scratch leave, not only is this not a place for arguments, it is detrimental to Miss Octavia’s recovery.” Explained the Doctor turning to Vinyl. “So may I ask you to leave?”

“Yeah sure, no problem.” Replied Vinyl. “I’ll see you again Octavia.” Said Vinyl as she turned out the door and left the hospital room.

As Vinyl left the hospital, and used her magic to wrap her scarf around her neck she looked her to Octavia’s room.

I’ll make you see who you are Octi; I’ll save you from yourself, I promise you that. I won’t let somepony else go through what I had to. Though Vinyl flashing back to the darkness part of her life.
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Vinyl tossed and turned in her sleep as one of the nightmares that she hadn’t had in years tormented her.

“Dash, I’m so sorry.” Cried Vinyl as she watched the cyan Pegasus fly away heartbroken.

It had been the same thing with Octavia, but it was Vinyl denying her feelings for Dash when she told her that she loved her; however the cyan Pegasus, instead of fighting for the mare she loved like Vinyl was for Octavia; Dash abandoned Vinyl for her prejudices, and left Vinyl heartbroken and alone; it was then that Vinyl realized that she had loved Dash; she always had, but she had allowed her parents foalish believes of same sex relationships to blind her to her love until it was too late. Dash had moved on to Fluttershy, and Vinyl moved to Canterlot, if she hadn’t she more than likely would have committed suicide. Still moving to Canterlot didn’t stop the dreams, and it wasn’t until years later that the dreams would stop, and now that she was fighting to get Octavia to see homophobia was wrong, and that she loved Vinyl the dreams had returned.

She awoke with a start, and had to take a few minutes to remember where she was, but when she did, it all came back to her.

“I’m not going to give up Octi, no matter what or how long it takes, I will make you accept who you are: I won’t you fall into the darkness, not like me.”

TBC