Twilight walked around the strange place. The ground seemed like clouds clustered together, but more air-like. She was surrounded by the same silvery mist that she saw when she was brought here. She wondered if she was dreaming. She slapped herself sharply. "OW!"
Definitely not a dream. She was getting frustrated now. Why would she be called here? And it had to be at a time like this? She needed to help her friends! Then, she noticed some colorful lights through the mist. She walked towards it carefully and gasped. The elements of harmony were in a small box, blinking lights, almost like they were in distress. Twilight was even more confused now. "How could the elements get here?" she asked herself. "Did the princesses keep them here for safekeeping?"
"No." answered a gentle voice. From the midst, a green unicorn had glided over to her. "Twilight Sparkle, is it not? I am Cordellia Blossom, a past student of the princess, and one of her most trusted friends."
Twilight wasn't about to believe that. This nice looking mare could easily be a spy, perhaps even a changeling. And Celestia would have told her about a 'most trusted friend' wouldn't she? Of course, Twilight often didn't pay attention to Celestia's long talks if they didn't concern her studies... When the purple unicorn gave no response, Cordellia continued "If you don't believe me, just look at this." She took out a card. Twilight went a bit closer to her to see it. It was the same card that she herself had gotten many years ago when she joined Celestia's school. It had Cordellia's details on it, along with the assurance that she was a student of the prestigious school. But what made Twilight's eyes go wide was the new looking golden stamp on a corner, contrasting with the dull, old paper of the card. This stamp was something everypony strived to earn- a mark that was given by the great sun princess to her most faithful, loyal subjects. Twilight and her friends were some of the only few ponies to get it, and they were extremely proud of it. Twilight smiled at Cordellia. "wow" she stated simply. "uh, do you know why we're here?" she asked awkwardly. Cordellia replied in her pleasant voice "As you may know, the princesses are ill. I was about to visit them, when a pony rushed out, carrying the elements of harmony. I guessed what had happened, and was wondering what to do, when I saw him do a powerful spell, one of the most risky spells you could try- he made a portal."
"He WHAT?" interrupted Twilight shrilly.
Cordellia continued patiently "I knew I had to get the elements back. When the pony came out again and closed the portal, I decided to make my own. I knew the spell to make a portal to this place, but I never dreamed I would ever use it. Thankfully though, this is one of the safest dimensions you can go to. However, I couldn't do anything with the elements after I found them. So I summoned you.'' She finished at last, her calm tone not changed at all after speaking about these baffling incidents. Twilight, after regaining her voice, said in awe "But how did you summon me? I didn't know that was possible. How is that possible?"
Cordellia answered, "I invented that spell" without even the slightest hint of pride in her voice. "Now Princess-" started Cordellia
"Please, Twilight is fine" corrected Twilight.
Cordellia nodded and smiled, continuing "Now Twilight, we must find your friends and use the elements."
Twilight, with an aching sadness replied "They're infected too. And I don't know where they'll be now- Equestria is in total chaos. I...I'm scared to go back" she admitted.
Cordellia gave her a friendly hug and said kindly "I understand. And no one can blame you. But I know you're a brave young pony. And I know you can do this! They don't just make anyone a princess after all."
Twilight smiled. Cordellia reminded her so much of sweet Cadence. "Thank you" she said quietly. Cordellia then made a portal. "We'll start at Ponyville,ok?"
Twilight nodded, feeling a bit sick from the pressure. Together, the two went through the portal, not knowing what to expect, other than that it wouldn't be pretty. And boy were they right.
