Twilight walked along the garden path that led through the Ponyville cemetery, looking along the graves for a specific set of graves she had traveled to many times before. She finally spotted them, quickly moving over to them and setting herself down in front of the larges to them, pulling out a violet flower coated in bright diamond dust and placing in with the other flowers at the grave. She then looked up at the gravestone, smiling sadly as she spoke.

“Hello Spike.”

It was a simple grave, like he had requested upon his death. He had lead one of the best lives off all in Twilights opinion, marrying not only Rarity but also Sweetie Belle, who had fallen for him along with her sister. But with such love had also come great pain, and after Sweetie Belle had died Spike had gone into a deep depression, locking himself away in the Golden Oaks Library, which he had taken over after Twilight had become a princess. After he had not been seen for several days, Twilight had gone to the library to try and talk him out of there, only to find upon entering the building that he had killed himself days earlier.

After she had calmed herself down, and got his body over to the Ponyville hospital to have it declared dead, they had figured out what had been the cause of his death. Like Twilight and the other alicorns, dragons were immortal, but unlike the alicorns themselves, dragons had an easy way out, they had dragon’s bane. The substance was illegal in Equestria now, but it hadn’t been at the time, and Twilight had always kept some in her lab as a pet project to see if she could create an immunity against it for Spike. She had never been able to; the plant was naturally resistant to attempts to make it non-lethal, as if Tirek himself had cursed the plant to forever be a bane to one of Faust’s most beautiful creations.

She had found a note when she had got enough courage to return to the library, placed on her old desk and worded specifically for her, as if he had known she would be the one to find him.

Dear Twilight

I know this will be painful for you, as I will not be by your side anymore through the ever marching tide of eternity. I truth I wish I could spare you this pain, but I myself cannot live without my mares…I know you will never truly understand why this pain ate me away like it did, but I gave them something I cannot take back, a piece of my soul which died with them. I know I should have told you about this, but it was something meant only for dragons, and the fact that I gave that gift to two of your kind would have had me killed by the dragons outright, so we kept our silence.

But I made a grave error in giving them part of my soul, and I know now I cannot live with that error. I know you will cry; I know you will probably blame yourself for not trying to help me, but you could never have helped and I will tell you why as best I can. From what I read, the pieces of a dragons soul are never meant to be separated as entirely as mine have been, even when a dragons soul is split, it is never truly parted. No dragon truly knows what happens when a soul is parted like mine has been, no dragon has ever experience it. But I have, and it is unbearably painful to go through. You remember the pain you felt when Trixie passed…how you wished you could join with her in that eternal sleep, it is just like that, except your entire being longs for it. You feel it in your heart and your mind and you soul so thoroughly it is maddening, so maddening that you eventually break…as I have.

I have to be quick; I can already feel the effects of the dragon’s bane kicking in. I have a simple request, please make sure I am buried next to my wives, and don’t do anything lavish, just a simple head stone like they have. Also please make my funeral a celebration like Pinkies and our other friends, I don’t want any tears shed at my funeral; I want it to be a celebration of the life I lived. Lastly I don’t want you to worry about how I died, all the rumors about how painful dragon’s bane is are lies, it is actually quite peaceful really, like a weight is being lifted off my shoulders.

Your younger brother and faithful friend

Spike Sparkle.

It had been this death, above all the others that had driven her to try and kill herself. She could handle losing her friends, even when it pained her. She could handle losing her lover, no matter how much it had torn her up inside. But Spikes death had been the death of a constant, the death of something that should have been eternal, that she could count on to be there for her when the world around her changed. That had of course been before she had better forged her friendship with the princesses, who she had not placed in that category yet, this had come as a death blow to her in the metaphorical sense.

She had latter asked, after they had forged the alliances with the dragons, if such was true about dragon culture and they had told her it sadly was, saying they were sorry that he had passed the way he did. It had helped ease what pain his death had left her, and now she sat in front of his grave with a smile instead of a look of grief.

“I know it’s been a while since I have visited, everything just been so hectic lately. Some weird stuff has been happening to me of late, especially concerning my fellow princesses. I know you would not have believed me if I told you, but they proposed to me, all three of them. I know it sounds odd but…well I told you about the pinkie promise I made to Trixie, and…well…”

She felt stupid talking to his grave, but she didn’t know what else to do. While at first the idea of dating all three of them had been appealing, she had latter started beating herself up about suggesting it due to how crazy it sounded.

“Gods this is stupid…I just wish I could talk to you…but I know I can’t, so for now I am going to say goodbye, but I promise I will be back soon.

She sighed, shaking her head as she looked over to the graves of her friends, turning back and planting a kiss on Spike’s grave before walking over to them. Each of the graves bore crystal versions of their cutie marks, shining with an inner glow because of magic fueling the stones, a humble reminder of the bright lives each of them had lived.

“Hi girls, it’s been a while I know, but I have been busy, and well…recently I got hit with a pretty big doozy, one I hope you guys can help me with.”

She made herself comfortable, knowing she was probably going to be here a while, so she got down so that her legs were tucked under her, and then turned back to the graves and gave them a smile.

“Well I know this will probably sound too weird if I just beat around the bush, so I’ll just come out and say it. A few days ago the princesses came out of the blue and proposed to me, and after some questions it seem that they all have feelings for me, and rather than letting them all down, I decided to let them all take me out on dates. But now…well, I am starting to have second thoughts. I mean I know what you guys would say, that I should give it a shot and see where it goes, but how the hay am I supposed to do this, I’m so used to seeing them as friends and family…not as mares to be desired.”

She sighed again, laying her head down on the ground, her eyes downcast as she spoke. “I mean come on, Cadance was my foal sister, and she was my bothers wife for the longest time, and Celestia was practically a mother to me. The only one I really could see in a romantic aspect is Luna, but even that is a stretch because were practically like sisters. I just…I just don’t know what to do…”

She cried as she closed her eyes, not used to having these kinds of problems after so many years of being alone…

Her head shot up, her eyes widening at the thought that had just passed thought her head. “That’s right, I have been alone, alone for nearly a thousand years and just going through the motions, not really enjoying myself even when I am in the company of my friends…Trixie was right, I need somepony to love...and I need somepony to help me start socializing with ponies again…”

She smiled at the graves, getting up and kissing the headstones before turning back to look at Canterlot, spreading her great wings and taking off into the sky, re-affirmed in her decision and hoping that she would be strong enough to decide which princess would win her heart.

Author's Note

And with this the story starts anew, and hopefully will continue to get better as things go. As always guys, I hope you all enjoyed the chapter, and if any of you guys have any questions or comments, please feel free to drop them on by, I love hearing from you guys.

Oh and one thing I need to mention, due to my belief in the fact that Faust is Celestia and Luna's mother, she will be making a appearance in this fic, but she will be the only one, Tirek, Slender, Death, Twilight's friends, the other three horses of the apocalypse, and Bonnie will not be making an appearance in this fic nor an sequel that might be planned, so no need to panic.