Chapter 1: Nightmare Night

Disclaimer: I do not own My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. The product is owned by Hasbro and the ideas I suppose belong to Lauren Faust kinda but not really. Regardless, not me. The idea is mine though, so have fun on the ride.

"Dear Princess Celestia," Twilight Sparkle sat alone in her room writing, as she had done many times over the years. Five years had passed since Discord and Queen Chrysalis were vanquished. Neither had actually been killed of course, but they had not surfaced since. There were problems every now and again, but it was nothing that could not be handled by Twilight and her friends. Twilight gazed out her window at Ponyville and sighed. Recently, she had been alone a lot at night.

She knew she should be happy for the situation, but she valued friendship so much these days that it hurt to be alone. She missed him every night he was gone. She shook her head and looked back to the parchment. This was the fourth letter she had attempted to write tonight. The others were balled up and littered the floor surrounding the waste basket. She rubbed her eyes, fighting a headache that had been long coming.

"I wish to ask you a favor. I know Canterlot has specific rules regarding marriage and I know they are even more so ever since my brother's wedding, but I hope you will make an exception for my friends. They are as in love as I have ever seen two ponies. I understand that it may seem unnatural for them to be together by society's standards, but you have seen how happy they make one another. I hope this letter finds you well, just as I hope Owlowiscious does not wake you when he delivers it.

Your Faithful Student,

Twilight Sparkle"

Twilight laid her head on her hooves. Why was this so hard? They had been together since that battle with Chrysalis, everypony knows how in love they are. Is it so much to ask that her two friends be allowed to get married?

A knock at the door interrupted Twilight's thoughts. She strode slowly to the door, wondering who could possibly need her at this hour. For a brief moment, she thought he might be home, but he had a key. "Hello?" she called with a hint of fear shining in her voice.

"I am sorry Twilight Sparkle to disturb, this vision has me most perturbed."

"Zecora?" Twilight asked. She cautiously opened her door. The zebra stood in her cloak just outside. Her eyes were hidden, but her voice was clear.

"Dissension for your blood will bloom, bringing us closer to present doom." Zecora spoke in riddles. Twilight groaned, a familiar pain ringing in her head.

"What do you mean Zecora?" she asked with a grimace. Twilight did not feel up to this tonight.

"The past and future are set in stone. The greatest evil not to be overthrown."

"You aren't making sense," Twilight groaned.

"Like the Ouroboros he is born, through battle and time his deeds are worn. Should you trifle with the hand of fate, your life may end at an early date. No matter the harmony you seek to create, love will bloom disharmony and lead to fate."

"Just tell me what is going on, Zecora." Twilight begged, using her magic to life her friend's hood. Twilight stifled a scream and stumbled backward. Zecora's eyes were solid and ghostly white.

"The wrath of your firstborn's firstborn will burn the world in fire, you yourself leading your friends to the pyre."

"You're lying," Twilight stammered.

Zecora's voice became darker as she replied, a smirk forming on her lips. "When all the truth does is make your heart ache, sometimes a lie is easier to take."

"Discord said that," Twilight gasped. The Zebra grinned brighter, revealing thick fangs breaking passed her lips. Twilight backed farther away against the wall. The door slammed shut. Zecora reared onto her hind legs and pounced.

Twilight screamed, rising in panicked breaths from her bed. The nightmare had been so real. Her entire body shook with the memory of what had just transpired. The door downstairs creaked open. "At least he's home," she thought to herself. Twilight forced her legs to stand still as she climbed out of bed. "Spike?" she called.

"Sorry if I woke you Twilight," his voice called back. She sighed in relief.

"It's okay," she considered telling him about the nightmare, but decided against it, "I was still up writing a letter to the Princess. Can you bring me a glass of water?"

"Sure thing," he replied. His voice sounded nervous, but Twilight tried to dismiss it. In only a few moments he was standing in her room. How the years had changed them both. She was now as tall as Cadence had been at her wedding and Spike stood easily a foot taller than her. Spike held out the water and Twilight took it with her magic. The cold liquid soothed her parched throat.

The clock chimed four times meaning it was now four o'clock in the morning. "Have you been at Rarity's all night?" she asked with a grin. Spike blushed.

"Yeah," he forced the words, "Twilight…" he began, but Twilight hadn't heard him.

"I'm still trying to find the right wording to ask Celestia to let FLuttershy and Rainbow Dash get married. Can you believe they've officially been an item for almost five years?" she trodded towards her bed.

"It is hard to believe," Spike muttered, "listen Twilight?"

"And even after all we've done, the rules are still the rules. I hope I can convince Celestia to change her mind."

"Hopefully. Twilight, can we talk?"

"It shouldn't be too difficult. I did doze off and I had this crazy nightmare."

"Can you tell me about it la…"

"Something about the firstborn of my firstborn. Can you believe that Spike? The only baby I ever raised was you." She giggled, but Spike was growing more agititate.

"Twilight!" He yelled.

"What's the matter Spike?" she turned and quickly met his eyes. They showed just how frightened he was.

He looked away for a moment, trying to find the words. His fangs dug into his lower lip. Finally he fell to his knees and cried, "Rarity is pregnant."