His Name Was Joe

by Mr Foster

Rating: everyone
Tags: Other, Human, Twilight Sparkle, Sad, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 1800

Time travel can be confusing. Especially if you create a Paradox.

Everything is eventual...

Published 2012-11-01 05:30:01 UTC
Last updated 2012-11-01 05:30:01 UTC

His Name Was Joe...

*I suggest that you listen to this while reading.*

It had been 5 days since Twilight had begun her journey. Or 10,000 years, if you count all the plus time she's maintained. Even though Princess Celestia warned her against going forward in time, Twilight had decided to go anyway. She must say, that she was very surprised with what had evolved over the years. Her journal of events had been filled to the brim, as she had been noting down everything that she had seen. 1500 years in plus time, she had noticed a steep decline of earthponies, as well as a steep increase of Pegasi, By the year 1750, earthponies were extinct, and the Pegasi race was at an all time high. She had jumped 1250 years in the future, at the year 3000, the unicorns were on the fall, as well as the alicorn race was increasing. 500 years later, in the year 3500, Princess Celestia had passed away, and a high council of Alicorns had replaced her throne. Another 500 years in the future, any type of generic pony was gone, but unusual creatures were replacing them. 1000 years forward, Alicorns had evolved into creatures with multiple wings, and their horns were replaced by antennae. Twilight was now at the year 4500, and she was getting worried. She decided to make a larger jump of 2000 years, and she ultimately regretted her decision to leave her modern world. In the year 6500, everything was slowly degrading. Not a single living creature in sight, though she did spot what seemed to be the revolutionized version of the Pegasus. It had no legs, just beady eyes, and butterfly wings. It was incapable of speaking to Twilight, and she then realized there was not turning back now.

Twilight decided to jump forward another 2000 years, and what she saw, she did not like. Her beautiful planet was a wasteland, covered in sand and dirt. She could see the ruins of the once glimmering castle that had once stood on Canterlot. Signs of life were completely devoid. She then decided to jump forward 1500 years, to the year 10,000. Life was taking its first steps back into the world, and Twilight realized that there may have been hope. She jumped forward another 1000 years, leaving her without any magic left in reserve, and stranded on a desolate planet once known as Equis. Now all Twilight could do was waste away like her ancestors did. Now, she just sat on a grassy hill, the clouds flying over her. She stared up into the bright sky, smiling at how far she had come.

"Maybe one day, somepony will find this book, and perhaps share it with the world," She would mutter to herself.

Days went by, then weeks. Months, then years. After years, decades. Finally, Twilight passed from the world, leaving behind her legacy buried in a magic box. Inside she left a note, saying "Whoever finds this, may you share my story with the world."

She died in the year 11,067, January 9th, at 2:43 pm. Ironically enough, that was the start of the Jurassic period. She was on a part of the world, uninhabited by any living creature. Soon enough though, her grave would become grounds for the ranch grounds of a young family.

In this family, in the year 2021, a young boy is born. His name is Joe. Joe Morrison, if you may. He was different from the rest of the world. He saw peace, prosperity, and love for all. He was shunned from the rest of the population, seen as a "Reality Retard" as his peers would say. His warped view on the war torn reality of the year 2021 A.D. was due to a single thing. A book he had found underneath his porch.

The book was encased in a small box, and along with it was a small horse doll. It was old and ragged, but it had seemed to been preserved in the box. Along with the journal and the doll, was a faded picture. It was of 6 multicolored horse-things. A rainbow maned pegasi, a orange colored horse, a purple unicorn, a butter colored pegasus, a pink pony, and finally, a white unicorn. Joe marveled at these creatures, and studied the picture very carefully. It seemed real, but he knew it wasn't. Joe put the box back in its place, thinking it was some type of practical joke played on him by his big brother.

Joe would leave this box there for a whole 5 years, before he would return to it, and read the journal.

Joe was captivated by the book. Hoax or not, it was extremely life-like, describing a world of peace and tolerance. Of love and kindness. Of a world captivated by magic and friendship. And how this world came to an end. How the writer of this book, whose name was presumably "Twilight Sparkle" from the writing on the cover of the journal, went forward in time, to witness the death of her race, of her world, and how she lived her life in solitude, waiting for the time to come for her to pass on to the next life. Joe was amazed, bewildered by this book. He kept in with him wherever he went, along with the doll, and the picture. He preached love and tolerance around the world, trying to replicate such a world as the book had taught him. It seemed like an impossible task, but he was driven.

At the age of 24, Joe Morrison was diagnosed with stage 4 leukemia. With months left to live before his life was taken away, and passed onto another world, Joe made a last ditch attempt to unify the world. With his last efforts of his life, Joe wrote a 3,000 page long book about how we could make this world better. About the world before ours, and how it prospered without hate or sin. How it ran of the friendship of others, and the love of others. It was a hit, selling well over Nine hundred Million copies. People preached this book, taught it, lived by it. He had flipped a coin in human history, a blank page of peace.

Alas, this could not save Joe. He died in his sleep at the age of 25, in his house in Soho, New York. He lived there with his wife and child, whose name was Twilight. His legacy was carried on through the years.

Yet, this new page was the final in human history. In the year 2067, a nuclear war erupted between the great nations of America and China. In a last ditch attempt at preserving her fathers legacy, Joe's daughter buried the doll, the picture, and her fathers book in the same magic box where the doll and picture had come from, and buried it. Twilight was completely obliterated by a nuclear blast not 300 yards away from where she was standing.

So life went on. After the war, humanity slowly started to evolve. They forgot their warlike habits, and changed into peaceful creatures. They evolved into horse-like creatures, some turning into stags, others into magic-wielding ponies. Soon, humanity was no more, and a new race had sprouted up, completely pure of their warlike ways.

10,000 years after the extinction of humanity, a great war erupted. Between day and night. Light and Dark. The day won, bringing peace over the land for another 1,000 years. 979 years after the great war, a young purple filly was born, by the name of Twilight Sparkle. She would become the master of the days apprentice, bring peace once again to the land, and then become one of the masters of the elements of harmony.

But behind this young mare, was a book. She had found it when she was little, almost 3000 pages long. She read it within a month, but she was captivated by it. It was about a boy, who had found a book she had supposedly written, and tried to bring peace to the world. It talked of a world destroyed by hatred and pain. He had talked about love and tolerance, and how humanity could change. But what captivated her the most, was the letter this man had left her.

Dear Twilight Sparkle,

I have learned a great deal about friendship, love, tolerance, and many other desirable traits from your journal. I know you may never read this, but I just wanted to thank you, and tell you that you have brought love and joy into our world. There is no longer bloodshed among our people, just love. Today, I learned what a little love and tolerance can do for the world. Now, even though I don't have much time left, I want to deliver one final message to you. Go forward. Go through time. Learn, find, and remember about all your virtues that you carried with you. I wish you the best of luck.

Your Faithful Student, Joe Morrison.

While the letter was brief, it told Twilight all she needed to know. At the age of 25, she set off on an adventure she would never return from, to seek the truth, and bring it to those who need it.

Now, it had been 5 days since Twilight had begun her journey. Or 10,000 years, depending on if you're counting the plus time she's maintained. Now, she lay at her final destination, writing her final entry in her journal.

Dear Joe,

Thank you,

Sincerely, Twilight Sparkle

Twilight died in the year 11,067, January 9th, at 2:43 pm. Soon enough though, her grave would become grounds for the ranch grounds of a young family.

In this family, in the year 2021, a young boy is born. His name was Joe...

Author's notes

Hey guys. I guess this is the first bitter-sweet story I've written. A one-shot, as well. I kinda went for the "History repeats itself" feel, and this is what I came out with. Nothing brutal, nothing sexual. Just plain, sweet writing. My friend had challenged me to write something meaningful, and so this is what I came up with. Nothin' to fancy, I guess. Just a single sit down, some candles, some soft music, and some meloncholy pain I've been feeling for a little while. It's a way to vent, I guess. Anyway, here is the music that somewhat inspired the book, and I think that is pretty much it. This was just a little get away from my usual stories, and I must say, I really did enjoy it. Thumbs up, Thumbs down, favorite, bash it, I don't care. I just felt like posting a little something-something for you guys to read that wasn't all mindless violence.