Memories

by PoP-TarT

Rating: everyone
Tags: Romance, Adventure, Discord, Princess Celestia, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 1959

She had had the dreams before, but this one was different. It was a warning, telling Celestia to do one this she wishes she would never have to do. Dig up the old memories.

Discord and Celestia were once something, but not anymore. Too many things have happened...
Now, she was the weakest she had ever been, the shell of her once regal self.
But a warning from a piece of stone has plunged her into a world she had half-heartedly left behind. A world filled with happiness.
Yet darkness is always lurking around the corner.

Published 2013-03-20 14:30:01 UTC
Last updated 2013-05-12 12:05:33 UTC

Dreams and blood. Weird combo.

Her magic faded as the last of the sun’s rays left the horizon and the moon rose on the opposite side of the land.
Celestia sighed. Her magic was becoming weaker and weaker, just like her body. 'And your mind' she thought to herself.
It had been almost 2 years since Discord had been turned back to stone, but the dreams had started up 3 months ago. Since then, her eating had declined. No one had noticed until about a week and a half ago, when ponies had seen that her skin was wrapping around her rip bones and her body shaking with every heartbeat.
And her mind. It was now easier to get her to cry. About anything and everything. Overall, she was weaker.
Celestia sighed and walked from her private balcony and into her room, closing the glass sliding door and both heavy curtains with her magic, plunging the room into total darkness. She then moved by memory, taking off her shoes, chest plate and tiara, putting them on their rightful place on the hooks and racks.
She walked to her bed, feeling her way into the covers. She knew she should be down at dinner. With the Royal Wedding coming up, she had to look healthy in front of her subjects. 'I'll Start eating tomorrow' she thought to herself.
She settled down, not at all tired, but testing to see if see would have a dream.
The days of the dreams had no pattern to it. She had even recorded the days between the dreams and, after a month, gave the numbers to Twilight to see if she could find a pattern. A few days later, see got a long letter from Twilight explaining the methods that she used. All in all, it was an apology for not succeeding. Celestia hurriedly sent her a letter lying about how it was just a random bunch of numbers she picked out of the thin air as a test to see her methods and that she had passed. It successfully calmed Twilight down.
The way she knew she was going to have one of these dreams is that, no matter that she wasn’t tired at all, she would hop into her bed and be out like a light.
She felt the sleep come from the back of her mind, very quickly shutting it down and pushing her into an un-wanted sleep. 'Lets see what lala land has install for me' she thought bitterly to herself as she half willing let sleep take her…

***

White. Not a speck of colour except for the colour on her. White.
In her eyes, this was strange. The dreams usually started off with her running in a never-ending field or an old memory. But it was just white.
And it scared the hell out of her. This was new. Too new.
Suddenly, a voice spoke, sensing her discomfort “ It’s alright, Celestia”. She was almost shocked at how much kindness was in those words. “ I just want to make this short and sweet. Straight to the chase, as it where”.
She wanted to look around to find the owner of the voice she knew all too well, but found that she couldn’t move a muscle. Then he appeared.
His colourful mismatched animal limbs stuck out on the white background. He stood there, a small smile on his face. “ Hello Celestia” he said quietly.
“ Hello… Discord” she said just as quietly. That’s all she could do. She still couldn’t move an inch.
He slowly came forward, making sure not to make her uncomfortable. When he was right in front of her, he carfully bent down and picked up her front left leg. He looked into her eyes as he brushed the fur around with his lion paw.
“ Do you remember this, Celestia?” He asked her, his voice still quiet. Celestia was finally able to move, but only her head. She looked down at her leg that Discord was still holding. There, she saw that large, ragged scar that run from her knee to almost the bottom of her hoof. He put one of his eagle claws on the start of the scar and traced it all the way to the base. A sharp pain shot up her leg as the blood started to drip.
Suddenly, black drops began to stain the white background. She felt herself slipping back into conciseness. When the world was almost all black, she heard some faint words from the draconequus “ There’s a storm coming, Celestia. It’s time to remember”.
Then it was all black.

***

Celestia woke with a jump. Out of all the dreams she had been having of late, that was surely the weirdest one yet.
She sighed and rolled onto her side. A shock off pain cause her to roll over onto her opposite side and almost off of the bed.
She took a deep breath to ease the pain and pulled the curtains open with her magic. From the position of the moon in the sky, it was about 1 am.
She looked down at her leg and let out a surprised and fearful cry. There, from her knee to almost the bottom of her hoof, was a gash right on her scar.
That’s when she knew. She knew.
It was time to remember. Dig up the memories she had sent to the grave.
She let herself fade into a daze…

***

Little Celestia paced around the entry hall, wild, pink hair flailing behind her and rain hitting the roof hard. Celestia had only just gotten her cutie mark, A nice shining sun. She was going to be the sun princess, so obviously she wanted to be in or learn about the sun. But with it raining and her mother out, she could do neither. So she paced around the hall. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, so quiet she was surprised she even heard it. She waited, seeing if the knock came again. There was another knock, this time louder. Celestia, seeing there was no door ponies around, walked up to the door to open it.
When she opened the door and peaked outside, what she saw made her cry.

Author's Note

This is the first chapter of my first story, so yeah.

A gloomy day

Chapter 3

Celestia left her daze with a sharp inhale. Her breaths came out all chocked up. Tears were slowly streaming down her face and dripping onto her bed sheets.
“ I-I can’t, I-I j…just can’t!” she sobbed. She had only been through one memory, but already she felt as though she was ready to die.
Her salty tears hit her wound, making her jump from the shock of the pain. She looked down. Only now she realised how much blood was on the sheets.
“ Must stop cry” she whispered. It took a minute to rein in the sobs and waited a few more minutes for the redness to leave her eyes.
Once she was happy with the state she was in, she use her magic to pull the string that was magically attached to a bell in her maids room.
It wasn’t even a minute before her honey coloured maid, Dusty, ran in with her hair a mess and her lace head-dress crooked.
“ Your Majesty, are y-OH!” she noticed the blood on her sheets and cut on her leg. Celestia quickly calmed her down.
“It’s alright! It’s not that bad, I just would like some help.” Dusty nodded quickly running. Celestia presumed she was going for the doctor.

***

It was 5:30 am, just after sunrise ( Celestia’s parents had decided that, due to her weak state, had decided to raise the sun for her) when Luna ran in like a panicked mad-mare. Her eyes with and her wings spread.
“I only just heard, are you alright!” she half screamed. Celestia open her mouth to speak, but Luna wouldn’t let her.
“ Oh my sun-goddess, are you alright!” Luna shouted. Celestia frowned. Celestia didn’t like anypony say that term around her. She much rather them say the rude version then use the term that ponies made hundreds of years ago.
“Oh, my! And its where that strange scar is too!” Luna had quickly ran over and picked up her injured leg.
“ How do you know about that?!” Celestia barked bitterly, pulling her leg out of her sisters’ grasp. How did Luna know about that scar?!
“Oh please, Tia! I have had enough baths with you when I was younger!” Luna said defensively. Tia remembered. When Luna was just a foal, she was afraid to go into the bathtub alone in fear of drowning. So, she always made her sister join her.
Celestia took a calming breath.
“ I AM fine Luna. Mother rose the sun for me so I could rest. Infact, as much as I love you Luna, I need my rest, so you should leave.” Celestia saw as her sister’s face fell. This broke her heart. As Luna turned to leave, but Celestia grabbed her and smothered her in a bear-hug.
“ S-Stop” giggled Luna before bursting into a fit of laughter.
“Now go!” Said Celestia, playfully pushed her of the bed, before continuing to push her out the room with her magic.
“Ok, Ok!” giggled Luna “ Get well!” then she shut the door. As soon as the door clicked closed, Celestia closed the curtains, locked the door and threw the thick blankets over her head in a frenzy of magic.
Under the covers, Celestia bit back her tears. She knew she had to go back to the memories, but she couldn’t bring herself to. As soon as she was about to bring the next important memory to the front of her mind, but then suddenly her confidence would slip away, leaving her in a sobbing mess.
After doing this multiple times, the memory finally came forward.

***

The day was dark and gloomy, matching every ponies mood. Miserable.
Four figures stood around a grave. Three ponies and one draconequs, all wearing black. Celestia pushed the black veil that was attached to the head piece that was clipped to her mane. Her mother gave her a gentle and small nudge in a direction, before turning with her father and walking towards the castle.
Celestia looked towards where her mother had pushed her. Discord, dressed in a small black tie, still look devastated at the grave. His mother’s grave.
Celestia knew what her mother was asking her to do.
She walked quietly over to him, sit beside him. She didn’t try to speak to him. She knew he was broken. It was like the broken things in her room. It would sit there on her top shelf for a while before she would finally get the glue and fix it.
They sat in silence for a few minutes before discord broke down. He crumpled as the racking sob took over his body. He leaned towards her, she didn’t know if this movement was subconscious our not, but she took advantage of this.
She wrapped her legs around him, hugging him. She would occasionally pat his head or rock him from side to side, but apart from that they did nothing. After a while, she pulled away and carefully guided him to the castle.

***

Celestia had trouble keeping the sobs from getting to loud. She knew she was doing the ugly cry. A cry that every mare had. Not a soft cry. No. The cry where they’re faces become red, eyes puffy and mouths agape.
Celestia took a deep breath before searching through her mind again.