CHAPTER 2: THE ENTRY

I glanced around the hallway. I was outside of my room in the castle, making certain nopony saw me. Celestia was at a royal meeting, leaving her room empty with the exception of the occasional palace guard or maid.

I had mixed feelings about searching her room. On one hand I could get in deep trouble and feel guilty. But on the other, there might be information concerning my past inside.

I crept down the hallway, peering over the white railing for anypony coming. Nopony was visible. I continued forward and put one gentle hoof to Celestia's door and pushed it open lightly.

To much surprise, her room was messier than mine! Papers and seemingly important documents scattered her floor and were in heaps along the sides of her bed. I had never been allowed inside before.

I have to search these papers, pictures and drawers and then put them back in to messy piles again. I groaned.

I started on the bed. White papers were in one stack near the middle of the bed sheet, which reading took a long time. Most were about laws and bills she and the royal court had made last month. The only thing not about those topics in that quantity was one that caught me off guard.

A diary lay on the bottom of the papers, a depiction of Tia on the front. I studied the illustration. A smooth, bumpy brown material built the cover and backside of the book while a drawing of Celestia on the front in the middle apparently circling a solar eclipse with another pony doing the same thing in a similar pose below her. But who was the pony below her? As I inspected the pony further, I realized an awe-inspiring detail – the second mare was none other than I. But why?

A solar eclipse was when the moon covered the sun, like me covering Celestia. But she was the oldest, and definitely more powerful than me. Or was she?
I used my magic to flip open the cover. On the inside was a title page, sort of like a book would have. But instead of the normal writing you would expect inside of a book, the page read:

THE JOURNAL OF LUNA AND CELESTIA

Any owner of unwanted eyes will be prosecuted by the full extent of the Equestrian government and Royal Court

The journal of Luna and Celestia? Obviously this text is containing secrets, otherwise Celestia would not prohibit me from obscuring a journal with MY name on it. I turned the page and my eyes grew wide and concentrated on every single written word.

December 31,

I am not quite sure why I am consulting in you. I suppose 65 year olds do it often, but I'm not certain I am the type to write in a diary, nevertheless one meant for two ponies. But as I am doing right now, I will continue this entry.

The way I got you was very peculiar, at the least. No, extremely "peculiar." Let me begin this anecdote at the beginning of the day.

I was simply training with my mother Solar Flare on how to raise the sun. It took a reasonable amount of work, a bit tricky for my young age. My father, Lunar Eclipse, was watching us, occasionally giving me advice on raising celestial objects, since he rose the moon. It was an ounce strange to raise the sun with no partner other than my father to raise the elements of life. Oh, well. That "problem" was solved later on. Let me continue.

I was practicing a technique to make the sun rise in a way to make the sunlight refract through the ice crystals in clouds in a way that would create a "phantom ring," as Starswirl the Bearded said. It looked like a wonderful rainbow halo around the sun. But suddenly, the moon rose again. In fact, it blocked out my gorgeous sun all in one significant swallow. I turned to my dad, staring at him furiously until I realized that he was not the one who levitated the moon off schedule.

Glancing up, I noticed an alicorn flying seemingly from the moon. She flew in front of it, every flap of her wings shaking the moon and causing catastrophic waves from every body of water in a one-mile radius. Yet, she seemed to be young, too young, it seemed, to be the cause of such massive damage. My jaw had dropped open, for this young filly had done something I couldn't dream of doing until years to come.

She had a dark blue coat and a blue mane – with a translucent blue border like mine! She was powerful, all right. And as she neared, the more fearful I became. What did she want? Where did she come from? The time to find out was drawing nearer, for she was too. As she landed, the ground trembled. I closed my eyes tight. Upon opening them, I was horrified.

My parents lay in a heap on the ground, unmoving, dead. As I looked around, I realized all alicorns besides the young filly and I must be dead. Tears flushed inside of me, and I cried, but in the middle of my crying I whipped around. "YOU! OU! YOU KILLED MY PARENTS AND OUR KIND ALL OVER EQUESTRIA! DO YOU KNOW WHAT OU'VE DONE! OR EVEN HOW YOU'VE DONE IT? DO YOU?!" I had shouted. But when I actually began to clear my vision tear-free I realized the mare had collapsed on the ground, but breathing. Her mane had changed from the powerful color and state from before to a light blue color, her coat to a much lighter, weaker hue.

I remained baffled, pretty much glaring at the almost motionless body of the mysterious alicorn. I decided that even though she was the cause of my parent's death, she deserved to live. I had picked her up and brought her back to the castle. The moment I layed her down on the floor of my room, a note had appeare, along with this diary. It read 'Thankyou, Celestia. Your sister has arrived, if not in the way you had imagined. You may not understand me now, but I believ you will as clues are left around the castle to help this journey. –Solar Flare'

I do not understand the purpose of my mother knowing her death would come from this supposed child of my mother and father, and I promise to understand with the help of writing my findings in this book.

-Celestia

I stared at the page.