When I woke up, I was in a different room, laying down on a soft bed. This room was a wider space, with pictures of my captors hanging on the blue walls. A small baby dragon had joined the group.

I took a quick look around and saw Celestia, although being supported by Applejack, was doing better.

A flash of light caught my eye and I saw a picture of six of the mares all with sparkling gem accessories. I got up, ignoring the glares and the orders of, "Get back here NOW!" from the ponies, and I walked cautiously to the photo. My dreams started to swim in my head, as though I was close to uncovering something.

The elements, a voice whispered in my head. I repeated the words aloud, in a question.

I abruptly turned around and gasped, "The tree!"

I was out of the door in seconds, running past ponies who stared at me and the group of ponies in hot pursuit.

A dark forest seemed to pop up from the mostly flat landscape, but I didn't care. I had to get to the Tree of Harmony.

"Halt, pony, I tell you beware. In the Everfree forest, danger lurks everywhere." A zebra, who appeared from nowhere, said in an ominous tone.

"I need to get to the Tree of Harmony NOW! The fate of the world might depend on it!" I screamed.

The zebra smiled," I am Zecora, I know the way, stay by the path and don't ever stray. The Harmony Tree is there far from the town, look for the ruins, from there you go down."

"Stop, Siren!" The harsh voice of Applejack ordered.

I really hope they don't kill me today. Not with the Tree's possibility of being at risk.

I just kept on running. After what seemed like forever, I found my old home, in ruins. I stopped for a long time and wept. How could I have let this happen?

I felt a hoof on my shoulder and I jumped again. Celestia this time. She gave me a small hug and I stood up.

The others weren't happy.

'"I need to find the Tree. I'll explain everything then. But I need to make sure my elements are okay." I explained.

"Yer elements? They belong to the tree first. And they ain't fer sale." Applejack spat.

I started to climb down a stairway on the side of the cliff I was at and I heard Celestia say calmly, "It's alright Applejack. She created the tree, the elements. She shaped our destinies. Let's let her explain the rest."

I rolled my amber eyes and huffed. They wouldn't believe a word I say. Nopony ever did.

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My surroundings became a dull gray as I sank into my memories. The ruins un-crumbled, time moved in reverse. I saw myself as a younger siren, hiding from mobs of ponies screaming for my blood. My three best friends, Luna, Celestia and Harmony, stood watch.

"Treble Melody, you must hurry before your sisters, or he, arrive," Young Luna said to me.

"I am working as fast as I can, Luna. This kind of magic is dangerous." Past-me replied softly.

Cries of, "Kill the Sirens" and, "Make them pay!" Rang through my ears. I just kept working, although I stared to hum to the seed I was planting.

The song was as sad as what was going on around me. The gray grass was lit slightly, ponies with torches and weapons ready to kill me.

Just me.

"Treble Melody! I know you're hiding somewhere! Show yourself and we might consider destroying you before your friends." The booming voice of my tyrannical older sister Adagio Dazzle called. My form shifted to a younger version of my pony form, so I could at least feel the pain that my friends felt. The words of my sister hit me hard, I hummed a little louder.

Harmony, a small Sprite with beautiful gossamer wings and long straight hair that resembled a rainbow, started singing the lyrics to my song, the last song my sisters and I did together. The last thing my mother heard. Celestia and Luna started to sing with us, strengthening us all. The ground where I had planted the seed, one I received from the Crystal Empress, started to part, a sapling sprouting up. The longer we sang the faster it grew until it was fully grown...

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I bumped into the glowing crystal tree, which had changed dramatically. The once bare trunk had The cutie marks of Luna and Celestia, as well as a six-pointed star; the branches holding five gems which radiated pure power. The ponies who I was being guarded by seemed to brighten, all except Applejack, and a soft breeze blew through the trench. The leaves of the tree rustled and a soft tune began to play. The song was my mother's, but with a happier feel to it, as if the tree was greeting us.

"Oh, you are in health," I said, overjoyed. "I thought you might have been in some kind of danger."

Applejack didn't even hesitate, walking up to my face so that we were nose-to-nose. "Now that you've seen the tree, I think you owe us an explanation." she growled.