Disclaimer: I own nothing. All characters belong to Hasbro and I am just playing around with them. I make nothing for writing this.
Author's note: While rewatching a bunch of movies out of boredom I found that I was surprised sbout how I enjoyed the characters even at my age so I decided to try my hand at writing a fic. If characters seem a bit OOC let me know, I will try better.
Prolouge
There was no way she could ask them for help, not when they were probably only her friends because of Twilight Sparkle. No, there is no way that they could like her for her. Not even this world's Celestia would ever forgive her.
And she couldn't blame them.
But as she sat there, huddled in the broom closet with her knees drawn to her chest and her back feeling as if it was being ripped apart once again she couldn't help but to cry.
Even if she did deserve it.
She could feel the sticky warm spreading along her back, ruining yet another perfectly good shirt so slowly she stood, removing her jacket before sighing and sitting back down knowing that the blood would clot in a minute.
"This is what you get for being so stupid! You have no friends, work your tail off and Princess Celestia will never care about you."
The words from her nearly forgotten past made her cry all the more.
I deserve it now after all I did but….What did I do back then? I was only a kid….filly….trying to my mother so that maybe for once she would have been proud of me.
She thought bitterly, a sob suddenly escaping her throat.
"stop crying! The princess picked you and is going to give us a lot money in compensation! You were no good at home anyway! You may make a good maid!"
"please stop."
She mumbled to no one, as if speaking directly to the ghosts of her past as she sat there crying, not even noticing that the door had opened, revealing a shocked Vice Principal Luna standing there.
"Sunset? Why are you covered in blood?"