Twilight laid on her bunk, staring up and the one above her. Everyone there was already asleep but she couldn't. She didn't feel tired or fatigue. Matter of fact she felt rejuvenated, full of energy, and happy. For the past few hours she had simply been listening to the voices in her head and was surprised at how much they cared for her. Or at least that's what it sounds like. Sometimes they would disappear for a few minutes and then coming back again.

These few hours had been a moral boost for her, and the though of suicide no longer plagued her mind. Not that it had been there for very long but still, she didn't think she would be attempting it any time soon. Twilight rolled onto her side and pulled out a small book from under her pillow. Strange... that wasn't there before was it? But for some reason she felt like it had always been there, like she had put it there herself.

Twilight tried to read the title but she could hardly see. Again she reached under her pillow and pulled out a small flashlight. The same feeling of familiarity came to her and she clicked the small button on the back and the flashlight turned on, basking the book in a dim light. It wasn't so dim she couldn't read the letters but it wasn't so bright it hurt her eyes either. Obviously she had done this more than once... right?

On the cover of the book it said "Basic & Advanced Engineering and Electronics". The title sounds so familiar, but she hasn't read it has she? Twilight cautiously opens the first page and finds a directory of the different chapters. She already knows all of this stuff but for some reason the urge to read it all over again was nagging at the back of her mind. She quickly flipped through all the pages, looking at the various notes written in spots where there was space. Each note written by her... or, it felt that way.

Suddenly the thought of 'who am I' went through her head. Obviously she is Twilight Sparkle. Who else would she be? But suddenly she felt like she was two people at once. Two conflicting minds that are practically identical in every way. The way she talks, moved, engages in activities. But something else is there, in her mind! Is it even her mind?

Calm yourself Twilight... she thought to herself. Wait, that wasn't her voice. She suddenly became aware of her increased heart rate and began to breathe in and out slowly until her heart rate went back to normal.

"Heart rate is back to normal. Princess, I'm not sure how you know that spell has worked."

"I'm more interested in something else, doctor."

"I... don't see anything interesting about this situation. Your student is laying in a coma she can't possibly come out of."

"I have a theory. Twilight, can you hear me?"

Twilight blinked. Who are these people? Who's Twilight? I'm most certainly not Twilight. She looked at the book in her hands, flipping to the last page. On it was her name written in pen.

"Twilight, if you can hear me, you must kill yourself. I know it sounds crazy but you must trust me."

Yes, I can hear you!

Who are you?

Twilight...

I am Twilight Sparkle.... I think...

I am... Twilight...

am I?

With one last desperate look at the book, she finally remembered. "No. I am Sofia," she said quietly to herself, careful not to wake the rest of the sleeping crew. With that settled out, Sofia turned off the flashlight and closed the book, sliding both under her pillow. She rested her head down and closed her eyes. "and I always have been."
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Author's Note

Here we go, sorry for the short chapter and a bit of a twist to the story. So I went back and reviewed the first few chapters and an evil idea popped into my head. So what do you think of it? Yay, nay?