Fallout Equestria: Eclipse

Two mares stood in the moonlight, their coats shimmering in the silver light. Both were afraid, both were proud, both were ready.

"I hope you can forgive me, Eclipse." Said one, she appeared to be old, yet not quite. She wore a brown cloak, hiding her figure, although she was tall. A long, spiral horn came from her forehead, and an observant pony could notice that her cloak crudely hid a pair of strong wings, once beautiful feathers now ragged.

"I can, although I wish you told me, first." Said Eclipse. She had a horn, like the other, but lacked wings. She was a young mare, early twenties in the latest, her white coat relatively clean, light lavender mane smooth and flat, hanging down her neck like a curtain. Her aqua eyes seemed uncaring, her expression bored, as if she was talking to a mule unstead of an alicorn.

"I am sorry," The alicorn said, she seemed apologetic and wanted to reach out to Eclipse, although the white mare resisted other's emotions to get to her. "But you... you mightn't have come tonight if I told you."

"It would have spared you getting shot at."

"Touché, but you'll take that risk, too, someday."

"Yeaah, right," Eclipse smirked. "So, why are we here again."

The mare slammed her hoof into her forehead. "Because, you are destined to be the next Princess of Peace, though I really wonder why."

"So do I. There is no more peace on Equestria. It's a hell-hole that can't be saved."

The alicorn's eyes were filled with rage. "There is hope!" She screeched at Eclipse. " Why else do we exist?!"

"False hope, make foals think their 'princesses' are back, so they get themselves in trouble and die?"

"Eclipse, stop. Just stop. You are already making me question making you the Princess of Peace. Just shut up." The mare dropped all sympathy and regality.

"Fine, then," Eclipse said, her look softening, but agitation lingered in her eyes. "Don't drag it out. Just do it."

"You know I'll die, right?"

"I do, do you?"

The two engaged in a staring contest. The alicorn faltered first. "Fine, FINE!" A tear leaked out of her eye, sliding down her cheek. Eclipse looked like she couldn't give any less of a damn.

The alicorn's horn lit up, and she touched her horn to Eclipse's. The elder's cloak fell off, and her wings seemes to be falling apart, reconstructing themselves on the white mare's shoulders. They stared into each other's eyes, one was afraid, one was annoyed.

When the last feather arranged itself on Eclipse's new wings, a dark shadow appeared on the moon.

"An eclipse... be good, little one. Make Equestria a better place..." The former alicorn murmured as her knees sunk into the ground. She laid down in a patch of silver flowers, staring at Eclipse.

"Sleep, now," The other said, half in her rude fashion, half in a motherly way.

"I will," The mare said. She took her last breath, and closed her eyes. All she is now is a unicorn, and nopony shall know her or her efforts, all they would see would be another unfortunate soul, laid to rest on a bed of flowers. Eclipse levitated a flower into her mane, but otherwise did not acknowledge the dead body. She spread her new wings and took flight. She didn't want this. She didn't want life. She wanted death... death. Yes, wouldn't that be nice? Hell is heaven compared to Equestria, now. Well, this was her life, however long it would be. It'd end, she'd name a new Princess, and she'd be dead. Her quest was on, name a new Princess. And that was all she thought of.

Not of the gunmare behind her.

She heard a gun go off, and had a split second to realize what was going to happen.

"Shit,"