Scootaloo stabs the Alicorn with her sword. The blade goes through the being sticking out her chest.

“NO!”

I grabbed the Alicorn unknowingly allowing the end of the blade to stab my body. There was a sharp pain as my flesh was pierced, then I could fill the Alicorn's energy enter into my body. I began to glow as the Alicorn disappeared.

“No, no, no!” Scootaloo cries.

I float up into the air from my powers. “I understand everything now, I can change everything, I know how to make every pony live, I can even make write the world to make every pony of Silent Ponyville fit into the Equestrain Wasteland.

“No this was my power, My world-“ Scootaloo was cut off by a bright flash of light.

>

A Raider kicks a young foal. The child screams with each strike. Suddenly a gunshot kills the wild pony.

The foal looks up to see a pegasus buck with a hemp leaf cutie mark.

“No need to fear little one,” The foal could swear he could see a green glow in the buck's eyes. A smooth feeling goes over the youngling’s body.

>

Dr.Pip sat in a cell in Arbu Prison. She looks up at the moon through her cell window. A smile was on her face as she plays with shadow magic in her hooves.

Sunset View wearing a guard uniform slides a piece of paper under the door. The unicorn takes it with her magic and unfolds the letter.

>

Mason fires a revolver hitting a mutie wasteland rabbit. They are going to have dinner tonight. A settler's wagon was behind him.

“Dad, we don’t need to eat meat! We bought plenty of veggies from the peddler with the music player,” A creamy yellow orange unicorn mare with a blond mane that starts to turn blue at the roots pops her head out of the wagon.

“Come on Hope Feathers I like meat,” Cherry Emerald complains.

“Still,” Hope Feathers sighs.

“Girls,” Praised Gal a light blue earth pony with a dark green mane speaks up.

>

Littlepip strokes the small filly version of her self’s mane. The foal was connected to the SPP pod.

“Should we keep her hooked up to that thing?” Homage asks Littlepip, “She’s only a child.”

“It’s okay,” A squeaky filly’s voice answers through the speaker, “I want this.”

“I have to admit she sounds adorable,” Homage praised.

Littlepip blushes, “She’s the part of be that sacrificed herself to the control pod. I feel like something is missing in me. That is the part of me that would want me to take her place.”

“Without that part you don’t have the will to take up the task,” Homage sighs. She adjusted my head with her hoof to look into my eyes. “You’re not going to turn into a psychopath on me are you?”

“I don’t know,” Littlepip thinks, “The world is different now. I suppose I could refind myself. How do you felling about having a foal?”

“Me or you?” Homage returns with a funny look.

“Both?” Littlepip answers unsurely.

“Well Life Bloom is getting married,” Homage plays with the thought, “I know he talked about children.” She blushes and looks at Littlepip, “Unless you want to go first? I can’t see you breeding with a stranger. You’re not that close to may bucks-“

Homage gives Littlepip a catty look.

“What?” Littlepip shouts blushing.

“Calamity,” Homage smirks.

“What about Calamity?” The buck’s wife appeared out of nowhere scaring the two fillies.