Voices Only

by Kira

Rating: everyone
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Original Character, Tragedy
Length: 1014

Nopony in the streets, but voices are all around me or maybe just behind me. I can't tell anymore..

I hear voices all the time, whether there are bodies to them or not. I've had them for as long as I can remember, which honestly isn't too long. The voices have pretty much taken away my memories of when they weren't here. I don't mind, though. The ruined streets of Ponyville are empty every day, and I have no clue what happened to the ponies. I can't remember... It doesn't matter though. I have the voices to keep me company. They can get too loud sometimes, though.

Published 2012-12-08 23:50:01 UTC
Last updated 2012-12-08 23:50:01 UTC

Voices Only

Voices Only

A Kira Story

I walk alone through ruined the streets of Ponyville pretty much every day. It's normal for me. The streets are always empty, so it's not going to change any time soon.

Ponyville is a wreck. There are wagons cracked and shattered around the streets, building with slow fires and embers burning in them all the time, a brown colored sky, ashes and animal bones in the streets. What little grass there was is browned and wilting. The Everfree forest is filled with burned and dead trees.

Although I'm alone here, I don't have to worry about starvation. There used to be a lot of ponies here a long time ago (I don't remember when), and they left a TON of food behind. I ran out of cupcakes pretty fast, but I make do with hay and flowers. The apple orchards have died, and most of the place was destroyed somehow, but I can't remember why. I can't remember much at all, only my name- Sparks.

I don't have to worry about being lonely, either. I can hear voices all the time. I can't see them, but they always seem to be there, having their own conversations or even talking to me. The ones that talk to me seem to do that a lot. they always say the same things, "Your fault", "Insanity", "Overtaken". Those three words, randomly. Sometimes it gets loud. A little too loud.

Sometimes, it gets too loud, like that one time a while ago. I should tell you before I forget again. I was walking towards the house on the hill (a house that I built on a hill) when I tripped over some rubble form the Sugarcube Corner. I fell into a hole filled with ash and rocks. I rolled over to look at the brown sky and as I laid there and stared a voice came into my head.

"...Your fault..."

It repeated that getting louder every time.

"...Your fault..."

"...Your fault..."

"...Your fault..."

It pounded in my head. I screamed and jumped out of the hole, running blindly. I slammed into a wall, but stayed standing. I slammed my head into the wall, over and over. the pain was bad, but then it went away. As I did it, all of the voices got louder. And louder. And louder. I shrieked and slammed my head into the wall as hard as I could, using all of my force. I felt the wall and my skull crack, but the voices got quiet. Blood ran down my muzzled, but I just licked it up.

I trotted back home, silence finally filling my head. This was a rarity. My head pounded when I thought that word.

"...Rarity... Gone..." a lone voice whispered in my mind. I had no clue what it was talking about. For as far back as I could remember, the town had been ruined and empty.I was the only one here. I didn't know a pony name Rarity, or why he would be gone. I didn't remember anything at all. I sat on the charred grass by my house as the name resonated through my mind. A blinding pain shook through me and I cried out. Images came rushing through my head, accompanied by voices. I remembered some of the voices as ones that I heard in my head. The last image I saw was there for what seemed like forever. It was of a white unicorn with a purple mane. A voice started whispering and I saw the pony's lips move.

"Spark, darling, why are you always so secluded? We're all worried about you!" she said. "You need to stop working on that infernal contraption and make some friends!"

I heard myself speak, but didn't move my mouth at all.

"Friends? There's nothing here for me. There's nopony here to be friends with me. The world would be better off w....ut... al....ponies.... h..........kill.....self.... every last one of you!" My voice said. My voice got fuzzy towards the middle and I could only make out a few syllables as it played through my head. I thought about this.

"Was I the one to take all of the ponies away from here? There obviously used to be ponies here... That pony, Rarity. She seemed horrified at what I said." I said to myself, speaking out loud. I remembered, horrified, a machine that I found under the house on the hill. It had my name engraved on it carefully and had plans scattered around it. I went down and read them all.

They all said the exact same thing: "The machine I made will kill them off. Madness will ensue. I write this to keep my sanity. Remember this world, Spark!" It was hastily scrawled over and over on dozens of sheets. The ones on the top were very shaky, while the bottom ones were pristine, as if the writer was running out of time towards the end. I stepped back from it all as memories came flooding back. The machine had released a toxin into the air, killing most of the ponies in town. the rest of them I had destroyed using some explosive magic. I lifted my hoof and gingerly touched my broken horn. I had broken long ago beating the voices out of my head.

"I did this..." I whispered.

"I did this!" I screamed. The screaming brought back a familiar searing pain in my head. I stumbled back and tripped over a chair, rolling through a window looking out into Ponyville.

I sat up and looked around.

Huh? I thought. Why am I out here?

i couldn't remember why I was here. I was going to the store to get groceries, and then... I couldn't remember. It didn't matter though. I stood and walked towards the ruined grocery store, voices filling my head. I walked through the ruined streets of Ponyville alone. I was used to walking through the streets alone. I walk alone through ruined the streets of Ponyville pretty much every day. It's normal for me.