Raising Fire

Princess Twilight Sparkle went to bed worrying about Prince Sparks. He was an amazing ruler, level headed and rational. He was well respected every where. Until recently.

He had started asking her to make Sunset into an alicorn, the first time he asked, she remembered when she had told him he was going to become an alicorn and rule Equestira, how he had been crying for her on the inside whilst pretending to be happy on the outside.

She had trusted him to stay strong and not let love tear him apart, but his love for her was too strong. She saw it in his eyes, he needed her to live forever with him. Now that he had tried no less than eight times to get her to grant his bride imortality, and been denied all of them,  now she was worried how far he would go to get the spell from her.

Her question was answered when she woke up in the practise room at the top of the tallest tower in the castle, the light streaming in through the many windows and the scale sun suspended near the east of the cieling. Squiting against the sun's harsh light she looked out the window. Canterlot was just waking up,  the variously coloured ponies trotting merrily down the cobbled streets to their various occupations of the day were just multi coloured blurrs from the tower.

Why was she here? She didn't sleep walk, the possibility of kidnapping was laughable as the gaurds to her private chambers were the most highly skilled in Equestira, and teleportation into her bed room was impossible for anypony but her. But, she didn't have to think about that now. Sunset would surely know by now, or she could contact the gaurds that were on durty last night. It was but a minor concern.

She spread her wings and sprung elegantly out of the window, only to be hurled back into the room with such force that she fell completely onto her back and slid across the room. Producing a quick healing spell as she walked back over the the window. She streched a gold slippered hoof out of the frame, it was thrown back against her chest. A forecefield? strange. Sompony wanted her to stay here, she would find who it was easily right after she broke through the window.

Her hourn glowed as she disarmed the forcefield, the beginings of panic slowly fading inside her. She was the most powerful being alive, some reble unicorn's feble attempt at a force field was a embaressing aponent for her godly powers.

Again her wings spead and she lept out the window, only to be thrown back into the room.

What? She'd just dismantled the forcefeild! annoyed, the beginings of panic returning to her normaly calm and authoritive brain, her hourn glowed and she stared at the window. She felt it dismantle, but as soon as it broke it rebuilt itself.

  What? It required extrodinary magical ability to do that. She foucused all her energy into shattering the forevefeild completely, it didn't work. Her magical ability had never failed her not been tested since she was crowned. To have somthing not work for her was maddening.

She tried again, the results didn't change. Frestrated she tried teleporting, her hourn glowed and she felt the familiar whooshing sensation of wind in her ears, but when she opened her eyes she was still in the room.

The most powerful being in existense was trapped in a simple room.

All the windows were forcefielded, she couldn't teleport, there was no way to open the door and when she resulted to physicaly breaking down the walls and door, they rebuilt themselves as soon as the damage had been done.

Only one physical being in existense could rival, and apparently be supirior, to her magic.

His name was Pheonix Sparks, the only other alicorn in existence.

So, this was the length he was willing to go to to get the spell. He had managed to trap the princess of Equestiria in their old practise room, and had sucseeded in making her begin to panic for the first time in two and a half thousend years.

She sat down in the middle of the floor, then the thought occured to her that he may be watching her through magic.

So she spoke out loud in a hope to adress him.

"Pheonix Sparks, it is you who has trapped me in this room to procure the information needed to grant your wife immortality. Come to this room that I have practly raised you in so I can beg you to see reason and you can attempt to aquire the spell."

She sat there for who knows how long, feeling betrayal and uptmost sadness seeping in to her heart unstopably.

The colt she had hoped to find a friend in, the young stallion that she had raised. She looked at the floor, a single tear escaping her and falling as though in slow mation onto the white stone floor. She didn't know what he was going to do to her, but she would not hurt him in offence. He was like a son to her, her child, her friend trapping her in a room and possibly resulting to torture, all for the mare he loved.

Maybe, this is why she had never dared to fall in love. Maybe this was what she had been afraid of.

She had never really known why she didn't want to, even before she was crowned and the possibility of outliving them was not a concern at all, for as long as she could remember love had been daunting and scary but she never knew quite why.

Maybe the possibility of being hurt? that was probaly part of the reason. But now that she had seen was Pheonix had become, she knew what it was. She didn't want to fall to deeply in love and go..well, insane. As an alicorn this had been much more of a threat when the love of a mortal was thrown into the equation. When she had been crowned and she had cut her friends off, she now saw it was partly because of her feelings for Rainbow Dash that she had never edmitted and never would now. When she becme an alicorn she couldn't face loving Dash because she knew she would probaly end up like Pheonix, begging Celestia for the alicorn spell.

As to why she couldn't just give him the spell, it all bordered on one fact;

Celestia had told her to use the spell only once, on her air. The spell was to be givin to her air to choose his sucsessor right before she disolved. The spell must stay in the alicorn line for all eternity, for if the spell got out, then every unicorn with the magical ability would be using it, and a world full of immortals would creat chaos beyond chaos, not to mention gortesque over population.

She had gone against alot of what Celestia had told her in her rule, such as not teaching her student to magic of friendship, or disbanding the Solar and Lunar Repulbic for her own system.

But if there was one thing she would do for her mentor before she disolved, she would keep the life blood of the alicorn race between alicorns only, to be used on alicorns only.

And she strongly believed that the prince would not get what he wanted through insane methords. As she had taught him in younger years, 'I want doesn't get.'

She sat in that room for hours, not really noticing time pass until she felt sompony teleport into the room.

She turned around to see a stallion standing where a colt should be. He looked the sane rugged state as he had for the past few weeks, but he looked older and frankly, insane somehow.

"Pheonix." She greeted him with a curt nod, as if he had walked in on her in the middle of somthing important.

"Princess." She saw that he was levitating a leather bag next to him, he followed her eyes to the floating object next to him.

"I assume you know, Princess," He pronaounced her titel mockingly, throwing her a spitful glare as he turned to face the window, the moon rising gracefully into the sky casting silver light over the evening inhabitiance of Canterlot . "That alicorns can't die. But they can come close, so very close." He turned slightly to check her ubreadable expression, his mane looking more and more like flames in the dark. "They can be distoryed completely, crushed, starved, sufficated, tortured. But they will still be alive, barly breathing, but they will still be alive."

He turned to her, the moon casting shadowns on his twisted young face. "When they are hurt so much  that all they want is death. But it does not come. And in that moment," He dropped the bag in front of her and it spilt open, a selection of knives and other general torture divices spilled out in front of her. "And in that moment, their immortality becomes thier greatest weakness." He took a step closer to Twilight, who's expresion remained unreadable.

He lowered his head  to her height and spoke, his face inches from her's. "You are dening me the one thing I cannot live without. I tried asking you, and you refused me. " His hourn glowed and he levitated a small knife from the open bag. "You brought this upon yourself, princess."