So I wanted to write another story based off of a classic fairytale after A Hearth's Warming Carol, and Sleeping Beauty came to mind. I thought Twilight fit pretty well, so here we go!

Enjoy! (Also sorry for the cliffhanger)

Chapter One.

Once upon a time, there was a kingdom called Canterlot. In it lived a couple, the king and queen of that land. Their names were Night Light and Twilight Velvet. They were wise and fair rulers, and the kingdom prospered. They had a son named Shining Armor, but they wished for a daughter. They could not have one for the longest time, but finally it was announced that the queen was with child, and they were overjoyed when they finally had a daughter. She was a little purple unicorn princess, and they named her Twilight Sparkle, which they were to announce at her christening.

Twilight Velvet stood over her daughter's crib, humming a lullaby. The foal gurgled happily, and she looked up when the door opened. She gasped as three figures walked through. Alicorns, creatures of mystical power and beauty. There were rumors that they would come to the christening of royalty to grant gifts. Velvet quickly bowed as they approached. "We are honored by your presence," she said. The tallest alicorn smiled. "It is a pleasure to be here," she said warmly. "I am Celestia, the guardian of the sun. This is my sister Luna, guardian of the moon," she said as she gestured to the dark mare, "and this is my niece Mi Amore Cadenza, the guardian of love." The guardian of love smiled shyly, she was a young mare, not much older than Velvet's own son. She walked over to the crib. "What a beautiful filly," she said. "You must be very proud," the one called Luna added.

"We are, your grace," Night Light said.

"I suppose you have heard that we give gifts," Luna continued, "I will bestow mine." She bent over the cradle and her horn lit up. "I give thee the gift of knowledge, thou shall crave learning and be wise throughout your years."

"What a wonderful gift!" Velvet said happily. "Thank you so very much!"

"And now I shall give my gift." Celestia stepped up and gazed down at the child. "I give you the gift of a true princess. I see a light in you. You have great potential." Her horn ignited and she raised the foal into the air. There was a flash of light and everypony was temporarily blinded. When the light subsided, Night Light and Twilight Velvet hurried to the crib. Their daughter looked much the same, and the were puzzled until she opened a pair of tiny, feathery purple wings. Velvet stepped back in shock.

"Is she?"

"An Alicorn," Celestia confirmed.

"And now I shall bestow my gift," Cadence said. She walked up to the cradle. "I will give her the gift of love, she will find true love and be happy all her days." The pink alicorn's horn lit up, but before she could complete her spell the door slammed open.

"Well, well, well." A tall figure walked in. She was an alicorn, with a dark beauty much unlike the light and kind ones surrounding the baby. Her coat was pitch black, smooth as silk and shiny. Her mane and tail were iridescent green, and she, oddly, had no cutie mark.

"Chrysalis!" Celestia exclaimed. "Why are you here? What is this disguise?"

"Celestia," the mare, Chrysalis crooned. "I am a guest! An alicorn, at that. Is that any way to speak to fellow company?"

"You weren't invited," Night Light said, trying to disguise the fear in his voice.

"Neither were they." The black mare waved dismissively at the three princesses. She then approached the cradle.

"Get away from my baby!" Velvet cried.

"I won't hurt her!" Chrysalis exclaimed. "I wish to give her a gift as well." Celestia sent a beam of magic at the figure of the dark mare, but she waved it aside.

"How are you so powerful?" Celestia cried, stricken.

"So much love in this room," Chrysalis said. "It warms you, gives you strength, does it not?" She gazed down at Twilight, who had begun to cry. "Hush now little one." Her horn lit up. "My gift to this precious baby," she proclaimed, green must swirling from out of her horn and engulfing the cradle, "is that before the sun sets on her sixteenth birthday, she will prick her hoof on the spindle of a spinning wheel and die!"

There was a miniature thunderstorm inside of the cloud, and lightning crackled around the black alicorn. The green cloud enveloped her completely, and then cleared.

She was gone.

I did say I was sorry. (I'll update soon)