A Tale of Heroism and Love
By iAmSiNnEr
A shadow looms across the land,
Threatening the world, and all who live in it.
The Sun rises, summoning her ponies to together band,
The Moon strikes, showing her strength and grit.
But among the brave warriors, we have a tale of three.
Three mares rise up, among the chorus of many.
Their deeds echoed through the land, the song of the free,
Listen closely, for their heroism was plenty.
The first was a fearsome mage.
Fierce and powerful, she advanced upon the enemy.
She fought those that had the advantage of age,
And taught those who attended her magic academy.
The second was a trickster,
Who was adverse to fighting.
When death came to the illusion caster,
It was known to the world the extent of her caring.
The third was simple.
She just wanted peace for those she loved,
For she knew that in the battle, death was ample.
And thus she set out, not knowing she’d find a beloved.
On the battlefield, the three met at a destructive clash,
For the first time since the war had begun, they worked together.
As the fires scorched the world to ash,
These three forced the enemy back altogether.
It was but at a cost,
The trickster falling down to the earth.
However, the mage would not allow any to be lost,
Over the trickster, so spread the fires of the hearth.
When the trickster awoke, she saw her saviour.
Her eyes setting upon the mage, she was enamoured.
For who could resist those with great and powerful behaviour?
And in this case, the one who had worked to get her cured.
She had nought a chance to pursue the mage,
As the mage was not interested in what she wanted to propose.
For now, she had not yet a bridge,
And she needed something to warm the heart which had froze.
She got her chance on the battlefield,
Proving to be the stalwart ally to the mage.
Together they forced armies to yield.
Freeing the ones that had been taken from their cage.
As the ponies celebrated, the two finally conversed.
Sharing their stories to each other,
They knew they finally found another that understood their thirst,
To prove themselves to the world they had strove to further.
On that day, a spark had been lit.
The flames in their hearts burning bright,
They knew for each other they were fit,
To be on each other’s height.
But it was not yet over.
The dark king brought forth the rest of his great army,
Showing to the world the extent of the slaver,
Thousands flowed out to the battle to face the enemy.
It was here the simple pony showed that she could create history.
With her sister, she was an unstoppable force.
Their knowledge an arcane mystery,
Breaking rocks with their hooves, they attacked the enemy at the source.
But the dark lord’s strength was unrivaled, the darkness he could bend.
Felling the sister, the brave warrior wept in grief.
As the king’s blade fell towards her, she accepted her end.
But it was not meant to be, for the mage stayed true to her belief.
Together, the mage and the trickster pulled the warrior out,
Saving her at the very last moment.
Back at safety, her heart flooded with doubt,
For her own kin from her had been rent.
The duo sought to heal her heart,
Making sure she would not fall into madness.
The mage could not let her from this world depart,
And told her the story in which she had experienced her own sadness.
For the mage had her own dark past,
Her childhood friend fell to the dark force.
She drifted into a dark place,
And the die of fate was cast.
The Moon proved to her that to truly move on,
She could honor his memory, with great valour.
And to do so, she joined the battle to unleashed her wrath upon,
The enemies who had killed the one who was like a brother to her.
The trickster then told her own story of woe,
Explaining her own tale, one of excitement and fun.
She was forced away from what she loved, unable to say no.
But yet she fought, because of what had been done.
She had refused at first, wanting no part in the war.
Until she was informed that her father had been taken.
She grieved, for his death she could not bore.
The trickster had to fight, for her own life had been shaken.
The warrior knew that their similar stories were what had brought them together,
And all of them just wanted peace for their world.
She agreed to join them from then hither,
To prevent any other from ever descending to the underworld.
Together the three fought once again,
And they entered the chambers where the dark king resided.
And yet the dark king was too powerful, bathing them in waves of pain,
Telling them that it was fruitless, that they were misguided.
He had thrown Love herself down, defeated the Sun.
The Moon weakened, since she did not have the support her sister gave.
He was the victor, the battle was done,
His win they could not stave.
As he prepared to deal the final blow,
The mage threw herself in front of the trickster.
She was willing to die for her, her own life to forgo,
The king simply smiled, and a spell began to muster.
But too did the warrior step in front of the two,
Declaring her own love for them, and stating her desire to protect her companions.
For they had brought her back from the brink, and to their values stood true.
And with that, the spark was lit into a fire, their love shown with their action
A heart made of crystal was revealed,
The three’s love for each other powering it,
Driving away the darkness that had it plagued,
For to their love, even death they could commit.
The king struggled against the spreading light,
But it was futile, banishing him to the icy north.
And to the world, the three’s love shone bright,
Their bravery brought forth.
And thus, their tale of heroism was brought to an end,
The Sun and Moon themselves honoring what they had done.
And yet, their story does not end.
This was just their tale of valor and bravery, although it could be compared to none.
No, their story has only just begun.
“Whew,” Starlight breathed. “That is one heck of a story. I can’t believe we saved the world in this universe. Although,” she looked guiltily at the floor. “It shouldn’t have existed...this is a mistake I will never be able to fix-”
“Starlight,” Trixie interrupted. “Trixie thinks you’re overthinking. Trixie only asked for you to show us this because Trixie wanted to understand, to know what you have been through.”
“Trixie speaks true,” Maud agreed. “We are your friends. We know you’ve changed, and you didn’t mean to cause that to happen.”
Starlight smiled. “I appreciate it. I’ve certainly come a long way since then, to have friends like you.”
Trixie grinned. “Of course! Only the best can have the Great and Powerful Trixie as their friend!” She glanced at the scene unfolding on the orb. “But one thing Trixie doesn’t get. How does this world’s us have what we have?”
“What do we have?” Starlight prompted slyly, giggling. “A heroic tale?”
“No!” Trixie protested. “You know what I mean-” she glared at Starlight, who was doubling over in laughter. “Oh, Trixie is so getting you back for that! Come here, you!” She shouted as she chased after Starlight, her horn alit in aqua light, the other mare giggling all the while.
As Trixie chased Starlight out of the room, Maud stared at the orb in which the alternate universe could be seen.
“Interesting.” And with that, Maud stepped away from the orb to follow her friends, leaving the room empty.
In the orb, the scene on the orb switched to one where three ponies were curled up against each other. The one on the left was a lavender colored unicorn who had a long, flowing purple mane with a streak of aqua down the middle. The one in the middle was a gray colored earth pony with a lilac colored mane. Last but not least, the one on the left was an aqua colored unicorn with a light blue mane.
Starlight, Maud and Trixie slumbered next to each other, finally having found the peace and love they all deserved.
Author's Note
There's no AU tag because this is technically canon.
No, definitely canon.
You can't tell me otherwise.
