1: The Beginning
It was a cool autumn day, perfect for a family trip to the park.. But unbeknownst to all of Ponyville, a great change was on it's way.
Our story is a tragic one, filled with strife. Loved ones killed, friends lost, then finally, a great evil laid to rest.
Our journey begins with a lonely purple filly. Parents too busy to play or teach, her only brother just shipped off to Royal Guard boot camp, and no friends to play with.. Her name is Twilight Sparkle, and this, is the story of her descent into madness.
"Mom, Dad! Wake up, it's the first day of magic kindergarten!" The excited filly jumps on her parents bed.
Both of her parents groan, and her father reaches over to turn his bedside clock towards him.
"Sweetie, it's only 2. You need to go back to bed. You still have 4 hours until we need to get up."
"Oh, okay Daddy," The purple unicorn slowly crawls off the bed then drags her hooves until she reaches her own room.
"But, I'm awake, and I can't get back to sleep now. I guess I could read a little." She ventures over to her huge bookcase.
The shelf was floor to ceiling, and packed full to the brim with books of all shapes, sizes, and colors.
The purple filly stands at the bottom of the case, pondering her books.
"I wonder if I should study some magic books...." She trots over to the left side and pushes a rolling ladder over the the center of the shelf. Twilight starts to climb the ladder, and stops half half up.
"Here we go, magic."
"Magic theory, magic for dummies (TM)..."
After a few minutes of scanning the shelves and muttering to herself, she lets out an exclamation.
"Ah ha! Here we go. Magic practices for fillies and colts(TM)."
"Okay, lets see here......" The filly pages through the book, trying to find something to work on.
"I've done all of these. Different book? Then I'd have to climb the ladder again." She puts on a pouty expression.
Her face brightens as she gets a thought.
"Unless....."
The filly plates her hooves a little farther apart, then a look of deep concentration comes over her face. Her horn starts to glow, and so does a book on the shelf. The book starts to wiggle, then slowly starts to slide out.
She shouted in triumph, losing her concentration. The magical glow disappears, and the book, barely balanced on the edge of the shelf, begins to tip off.
The book reaches the apex of the tip, and starts to slide off the shelf, right towards an unsuspecting unicorn filly.
Said filly is performing a small, quiet, victory dance, when out of nowhere something hits her on the head, and knocks her out.
Hours later, her parents find her, unconscious, on the floor at the base of her bookcase.
"Oh my god!" Her mother runs to her and drops to her knees.
"What do we do?" the mare asked, panicked.
"Let's take her to the ER, and let them take a look at her." The stallion behind her says.
The mare noses the filly up and over her head, and onto her back.
"Okay, let's go." The 2 ponies head out of their house, and to the hospital.
A quick gallop to the hospital later, and the filly is laying in a bed, in a room by herself. Machines beep and buzz around her, her parents watching a from a small window in the wall.
A nurse walks over, and addresses the fillies parents.
"Mr. and Ms. Sparkle?"
The 2 ponies turn toward the nurse.
"My name is RedHeart, and I'm you fillies nurse. I'm going to need you to fill out these forms while I get some info from the machines in the room." The white nurse turns and offers a clipboard to Twilight's mother or father. Her mother takes it.
"I'll be done in just a few minutes." She says as she noses the door open and goes inside, closing the door behind her.
"I hope she'll be ok." The tired looking mare says to the stallion next to her.
"I'm sure she will be." The stallion replies.
All of a sudden, a voice is heard over the loudspeaker.
"Code yellow in room 23. I repeat, code yellow, room 23."
The sound of many galloping hooves is heard over the usual hospital noises. Twilight parents turn toward the sound, and see a group of doctors and nurses coming toward them at full tilt. They flatten against the wall in an attempt to not be crushed by the staff. The group starts to slow 4 doors away, and Twilight's mother turns and looks at the number next to the door leading to her daughter's room.
She spins around faster than a beat of her heart, hitting her husband with her tail as she whips around. her husband looks over to her, and sees the terrified expression on her face. He too turns toward the window, and his jaw drops.
The room is awash in light, a light so bright it was hard to see anything, but the source of the light is painfully obvious.
Twilight was floating about a foot off the bed, limp, as though being picked up by hooves wrapped around her shoulders, emitting the blinding light. Her eyes and mouth were open, beams of light shooting out from them, thin strands of purple magic were traveling up and down the filly's entire body.
The doctors finally make it to room 23, the first one kicking the door open and rushing inside, the other doctors following him. The last pony through the door was Nurse RedHeart, coming out of the room.
"Mr. and Ms. Sparkle, I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to close the blinds and the door. The doctor has requested it."
Twilight's mother crumples to her knees and starts to cry.
Her father looks to the nurse. "The doctors know best. Go ahead and close them."
"Thank you." The nurse nods. "I'll make sure to keep you updated."
She goes back into the room and closes the door. A second later she's at the window, nods, and closes the curtains.
Author's Note
It's only my second story, but don't be genital. I need criticism so I can improve.
