Healing Ponies POV Fan Fanfic: Origins- Luna Part 2
Origins: Luna Part 2
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Alternate Universe
"Wait a minute, then why are alicorns treated like deities?" Falling Star then got quiet.
I've only talked with him twice: during Nightmare Night and resealing the pit monster for the second time, unlike with 'Tia. In a way, I also talked to him once as Nightmare Moon, but I was talking to everypony in Ponyville. "Star, 'Tia and I are treated like deities because we raise the sun and moon. 'Tia sometimes just wants to be treated like anypony else."
Patch, who was a strange pony from the Second Age, was a bit like a mix of Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie. She experienced a ghost, even entering the spirit world later in her life. Another thing she did was meet me. I had decided to go to the Second Age in 'Tia's place, in the form of a pegasus named Dazzleglow. Three other ponies came with me, including one of my siblings. We arrived in a ball of pink light, and since it happened over a thousand years ago, I talked to her in the Traditional Royal Canterlot Voice. I still pity Bon Bon, who is the ancestor of the Bon Bon that lives in Ponyville. She never got to see us. She never got to see the truth. But Patch's descendant is actually Pipsqueak.
By the way, Clover the Clever's ancestor lived during the Second Age, and I actually asked 'Tia if she was really Derpy Hooves's ancestor. She would really remind you of Derpy.
Starlight then did something that would eventually kill her: she turned every stallion into a mare. Then, she made another idiotic decision to split the Rainbow of Light. But when Starlight was almost killed angry former stallions she actually became the first Nightmare. The Lonely Giver: Nightmare Pulsar.
Because of that, I went to the forests of Frigus, still in the form of Dazzleglow.
"STARLIGHT, YOU FOOLISH MARE," I yelled in the Traditional Royal Canterlot Voice, "YOU SHOULD NEVER HAVE TURNED THE STALLIONS INTO MARES!"
"I'm trying to do something good for the world," responded Nightmare Pulsar, "there would be more peace."
"You foal. Doing this would never have brought peace," I snarled, "it would only bring more destruction."
"Dazzleglow, you said to Patch that the future is full of possibilities! This is one of them!"
"My name is not Dazzleglow," I muttered, "I AM PRINCESS LUNA, PRINCESS OF THE NIGHT AND THE PONY WHO WILL SAVE YOU FROM YOURSELF!"
Apparently, Starlight becoming an alicorn made her much stronger. She almost defeated me. I knew she had gone mad with angst. Our fight made a canyon near a place called the "North Pole" in the Third Age. In this Age, that canyon is called the Great Scar by the penguins. The fight eventually took us to the wreck of the ark between the volcanoes, and on top of the wreck, I revealed my true form. Well, actually I turned into the form that I was in after Twilight Sparkle suppressed my anger and bitterness.
I didn't need 'Tia to save Starlight.
My horn glowed, and at all seven castles, the seven colors of the Rainbow of Light came towards me. The Rainbow flew around Starlight. And so, Nightmare Pulsar was no more.
I returned Starlight back to her home, only to find something bad- no, something horrible happening. The Second Age was quickly destroyed by Destruction. I fled back to the heavens to escape. All I saw was Starlight's death.
I realized that it was my fault Destruction had come and destroyed this age. It was because I had taken the seven colors from the castle to stop Nightmare Pulsar. The fate of the other six? Patch wandered the world until she settled down in Trottingham. Bright Eyes got amnesia. Clover survived many disasters until she died an old mare. Sweetheart became a nurse (she's Nurse Redheart's ancestor). Melody lost her voice, and her descendant just so happens to be Vinyl Scratch.
"DJ-PON3?" asked Falling Star.
I nodded.
'Tia suffered worse than me. She hadn't come home for a long time. I eventually found her in the place that would one day become the Archback Mountains.
"'Tia, what's wrong?" I asked. She never responded. She only cried, and she ran further into a meadow. Where her tears hit the ground grew flowers called Beneviolets, which are a cure-all for residual magic users. They also made a stream. She had brought some life to that mountain range.
I comforted her after she returned home, and raised the sun for her until she got better. She was traumatized by the destruction of the Second Age. The three tribes were separated, 'Tia was in emotional trauma, and the world was in ruin because of destruction. And I knew I was responsible for the end of the Second Age.