A Lesson Never Learned

by Workard

Rating: teen
Tags: Twilight Sparkle, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark
Length: 1016

A very short story bringing you into the middle of a dramatic event. This is based on some inspiration I got through time. So for a quick heart pumping moment, give this story a read. How did it all come to this?

Nowhere to hide, chased by a friend. The only thing that can save her is right infront of her, but will she be able to reach it in time? Can she restore her mistakes before her punishment arrives?

This may seem like a cut out of a longer story, and somehow, it is. I had this idea for a story for a long time, but I never got around to write it. I've always been a fan of weird and dramatic Fimfics so this was enjoyable to write.

Please don't bash on me because it seems unfinished. I actually think that it adds a nice touch to it all.

How did it all come to this?

Published 2013-04-20 10:50:02 UTC
Last updated 2013-04-20 10:50:02 UTC

A Lesson Never Learned

A Lesson Never Learned

The heat around her was getting more intense as she crawled slowly towards the book.

“There is no use in running Twilight Sparkle” her voice was unbelievable soft when all you were able to see were her burning eyes and her beaten up body.

“Please Princess. I am sorry; I will make it all up. Just give me a chance”

All around, only the red fire was visible. Even the sky was being surrounded by the black smoke. She had no energy left, yet she forced her body to keep crawling towards the book, just hoping the fire wouldn’t reach it before she, herself, did.

“YOU HAD YOUR CHANCE!” her voice changed to a light screaming, a voice that could break glass.
“Just give it up” she continued.

Tears were now running down Twilights face as hope seemed to quickly fade away. The book was too far away, she couldn’t make it. A small flame had reached her tail, and slowly making its way up her body. The princess were just a few meters away, as the sound of her steps became clearer for each passing second. Everything seemed unreal. Applejack’s farm she had visited just days ago seemed so peaceful at the time. The sweet melody of the singing birds, and the friendly laughter of 3 fillies playing in the trees. Now every tree nearby was on fire, and the tone of the birds had been replaced by the horrifying screams of her friends trying to help her outside of the burning inferno. “This was the last thing I wanted to do my student. But there are no alternatives.

”The time is now” her tone almost seemed sad. Like she really didn’t want this.

It didn’t matter if she wanted this or not though. It was happening and there was only one way to get out of this alive. As she recalled the memories of her friends, the memories of her family; she suddenly got one last energy rush and in a swift move jumped towards the red book, lying open in the sea of fire. Her heart stopped as she could feel herself touching it. She had her right hoof on a random page in the book. Without wasting another second she quickly scoped the book towards her and got both her hooves around it as she flipped through the many pages. Her heart had now returned beating incredible fast. She could feel the adrenaline rushing through her body.

“Where is it?” she almost stuttered.
“WHERE IS IT?!” she screamed.

Her eyes flinched as she spotted the page. There it was. The spell she needed. With a tear escaping from the corner of her eye she began speaking out the words written with black ink on the worn out page.

“When a star remains on the blank night sky, fulfilling the wishes of the leader is-“suddenly, only a few words left, the book was shoved out of her hooves and into the fire.

“NO!” she screamed as she looked up.

The princess standing in front of her, looking down at her with anger.

“It’s too late Twilight” she whispered.

“No” Twilight cried out. “Please” her voice broke as she closed her eyes only to make her weep even more.

“I’m sorry” the mighty pony said just before lowering her head, placing her white horn in front of Twilight’s face. In the blink of an eye, a bright light appeared and the princess was gone. Twilight uttered a look. Black smoke and red fire was the only thing visible. She was gone. Suddenly a sharp pain pierced her body, making her scream uncontrollable. As she continued to shatter her voice with screams, her horn almost exploded with blood being scattered in all directions. Still lying on the ground, fire all around her, she bit her lip trying to control her screaming. It was no use anyway; she didn’t even have the energy to move her head. She could feel the fire from her tail beginning the touch her left thigh. In seconds most of her body was covered in fire. The pain was like nothing else, but even her voice had given up. With closed eyes she accepted her faith and just wanted her death to arrive within seconds. But it didn’t. The pain of being on fire went on for minutes. The screams of her friends calling out for her were heartbreaking. With nothing left, she shed a tear and thought of family to take her mind of the pain.

How did it all come to this? Everyone has their story, but I never thought that my story would have such a dramatic ending. My parents raised me, kept telling me to always do my best. They never prepared me for the traumatizing feeling you get when you fail your loved ones. I didn’t sign up for this, yet somehow, I did. Take responsibility for your actions they said. Makes me wonder if they ever saw this coming. Seeing their daughter crying in fear while slowly being burned alive and all because of one mistake. One fucking mistake and dead yells my name. Applejack, Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash, Rarity, Pinkie Pie, Spike, mom and dad. They all believed in me. Believed in this precious little egghead. Looking at me like I could do no wrong. Give me that look now. Give me that look that says “I love you” once more. Tell me that everything is going to be fine again. Hold me in your hooves and give me your warmth. Can’t say I had it bad though. All my friends are standing just meters away, hoping to see me walking out of this inferno and telling them that I made it. That… I did it.

“Sorry” she whispered just as her fur was being burned up and her skin melting.

“Welcome” a voice sounded.

Opening her eyes, all she was able to make out was the shape of a pony standing in utter darkness.

“You made it” the friendly voice seemed familiar.

“You did it”