No Heros

Failed.

Willow Song failed.

As she lies there unable to move as everything and everypony she knows burns around her while she's forced to watch it happen.

"F-fuck"

Song turns. Only to see the stallion she almost killed forcing his dick into the mare's throat. His groans alone urged the mare to lick and suck his shaft. Her eyes stared up into his never looking away for a second as a hoof goes between her legs.

Willow looked away.

As she did she caught sight of something that left her mind wheeling.

An Alicorn.

She saw an Alicorn.

An ancient god-like being who's supposed to lead and protect them. Instead, the one who's supposed to bring hope is currently running around. A gun in her hooves as she aimed and fired at ponies trying to fight back. Tears poured down her face and her hooves shook but she kept firing.

Trying to desperately fight the grin that kept trying to form on her face.

Willow couldn't believe it.

Willow couldn't take it.

She screamed.

As she did a hoof connected with her face.

Her vision blurred.

Another hoof connects with her stomach.

Wheezing Song looks up only to see the orange-colored stallion look down at her. The mare who's most likely his twin stood beside him licking her cum covered lips.

"you're the one who hurt my sister?"

The look in his eyes made her shiver.

"That's fine because I have something very, very special for you."

He bends down looking at her straight in the eyes grinning wickedly.

"I can't wait to hear you scream".

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Fate.

It can't be changed.

It can't be altered.

It can't be rewritten,

And yet.

"I cannot change it".

Fate the decider of everything that ever was and will be stated out loud with a confused look on its face.

It hopes that it was wrong even though that in itself is a mortal concept, and yet try as it might it cannot reclaim its hold on the reality it holds between its hand.

"How curious".

For as long as existence itself was a concept something like this hasn't happened before. This meant that the impossible somehow reached a state higher than Fate itself.

What will happen next?

Fate didn't have the answer, and already it is feeling the anger of the other concept and ideas shaking with disbelief at being denied their supposed role.

"Something new? Now im interested".

With a smile, Fate sat down the reality back into the imaginary pond where Infinity is microscopic compared to the other realities and realms that exist under the watchful eye of an omniscient and near-omnipotent ruler.