Set after Night: Bridge Stories Series One: Story 2
My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Trixie
Behold, I am Trixie Lulamoon! Look on my Great and Terrible power, ye mighty, and despair! There is no Unicorn nor Alicorn in all of Equestria that can match my magical brilliance! From town to town, I am revered and feared for what I can do, while those I have left behind ponder with awe at what I have done. They will all come to know my name: The Great and Powerful Trixie! I alone have performed the greatest of magical wonders: Done that which the others have deemed impossible. I have not had, nor shall I ever have a pony equal to myself. Even at a young age, I have proven superior to all those before me.
My own mother and father feared my powers, claiming I would levitate my own crib and toys as a yearling. It was not until my years as a filly that I came to realize what I was truly capable of. There came a time when even I, the Great and Powerful Trixie, feared the powers flowing inside of me. For a time, I could not contain the magical bursts that came from my horn, and because of it, I was blamed for the destruction caused. However, many saw me that day: Many knew my powers were to be celebrated, rather than feared. One such pony, our "beloved" and self-proclaimed Sun Queen, Celestia, took special notice of my power, wanting to take me in as her own. For their own selfish reasons, my parents agreed, and I was placed in the care of the pompous and foolish Alicorn Equestria had put its trust in.
I hated Celestia in every way imaginable. She placed restrictions on me: On my powers. She always believed herself to be the only true power in the kingdom. Just to look at her, her pride, and her sanctimonious image soon became sickening. I was her student for years: Years spent wasting my time and talent on one who could never appreciate it. In truth, I was no better than her servant. I soon learned that I was not, in fact, her only student. There had always been another: One whom the queen loved more than me. It took me years, but I finally came to learn the name of the student: Twilight Sparkle. I left the fool-queen as soon as I could, swearing never to return…
"How could you?!" the angry and bitter Unicorn cried out, her voice filled with rage. "I have always been your greatest student!"
"Trixie, you came to me for help in controlling your powers," the shining Alicorn explained in a calm voice. "You have many gifts, but you must learn to master them, or else they shall master you."
"I have mastered them!" Trixie hollered, her horn beginning to glow as her anger burned. "None are as powerful as Trixie!"
Standing up, the mere force of her presence causing the candles in the room to extinguish as the Sun became lost behind clouds, Queen Celestia gazed down at the prideful brat standing before her. "Have care how you speak, foal," she declared with great authority. Her heart pounding, the blue Unicorn slowly stepped back in fear. "Your pride and arrogance cloud your mind. If you wish to remain here, you must humble yourself and calm your anger. I wish to help you, but I shall not permit you to act and behave in this way."
Hiding her tears under her mane, Trixie calmed herself enough to don a strong scowl. Though her body trembled, the Unicorn swallowed her fear one last time. "Perhaps you shall have better luck and control over your other student," she coldly declared before turning to leave. "The great and powerful Trixie is destined for so much more." Watching the student she felt she had failed, Queen Celestia closed her eyes in disappointment and anger, closing and locking the door to her throne room.
That same night, still draped in the cape given to her by the queen and the hat she had herself fashioned, Trixie angrily slammed her hooves into the palace door. As tears streamed down her face, the young Unicorn screamed and sobbed, though nopony in the castle could hear her. "I hate you! I hate you! ...I'm sorry! I'm sorry, my queen! Please, take me back! I beg of you! Take me back: I am sorry!" Finding that her voice was not strong enough to reach the towers, Trixie cried out one last time, thrust her hoof against the door, flipped her sparkling purple cape over her shoulder, and walked away from the royal palace without looking back.
I shall always hate Twilight Sparkle for taking my place in the queen's heart. She may have loved me had it not been for her. Being the master of all things magical, it did not take long for my revenge to take form. Surely unlike Twilight, the Great and Powerful Trixie maintained all she had learned from Celestia, including the works of Starswirl the Bearded. If nothing else, his understanding of time and the creation of the chronal spell would prove useful to me. Once I obtained (stole) his journal from the royal palace, I was ready to return to the past. Flawlessly performing the ritual on my own, I succeeded in opening a small pocket into time. Knowing all I needed, I entered the rift, in search of none other than the yearling that would grow up to become my most hated enemy.
Opening my eyes, my Great and Terrible powers told me that I had made it to my destination. According to the notes the scribes took, Twilight Sparkle would have been brought home from the hospital earlier that day: Going home to a modest mansion in Canterlot with mother, father, and big brother. I knew exactly what I had to do, and how it must be done. Rendering myself invisible, I entered their home without making a sound. After no time at all, I reached her parents' bedroom, where her mother held her newborn, still wrapped tightly in her violet blanket. She didn't seem so powerful now: Weak, helpless, unable to care for herself in the least, and without any sign of wisdom or magic. I should have done it there, while she slept. But I chose not to, for her mother's sake. That same night, when the foal was placed in her crib, kissed by mother, father, and distracted big brother who simply had to have his own special time with the sacred calf, and finally left alone, I stepped forward. My spell of invisibility faded, as I wanted her to know exactly who I was. Looking down at the helpless child peacefully sleeping in her bed, not wise enough to be afraid, the Great and Powerful Trixie conjured a small but thick pillow and peacefully whispered to wake Twilight Sparkle up. Hearing her own name, the yearling opened her eyes to meet her superior. I should have killed her then. But when I gazed into those eyes, I dropped the pillow and stepped back. Those eyes! Scarcely out of her mother's womb, the yearling Unicorn stared innocently at me with the eyes of the wolf! I could see inside of her through those eyes: The powers, the fearlessness, and a presence that demanded fear. Horrified, I stepped back, unable to look away from those eyes. Cooing and giggling without understanding why, the foal waved her weak little hooves in the air and attempted to stand up and make me her playmate. So tiny, so innocent, and so quick to trust and love, the Unicorn called for me, as if she knew of the Great and Powerful Trixie from the start!
Entering the nursery with a lit candle, Twilight's mother looked at her daughter to make sure everything was well. Seeing her child was all alone and safe, the Unicorn mother smiled, set down the candle, and tucked the yearling back into bed, kissing her sweet head as she wiggled and smiled back. Queen Celestia stood atop a hill, gazing into the very home her estranged student attempted to attack.
I will get my revenge on Twilight Sparkle: So says the Great and Powerful Trixie! I will find a way, no matter how difficult it proves, for nothing is impossible for Trixie! For now, though, I must wait…Oh, who am I kidding?