Sunny stopped. Feelng the heavy air, the darkness seemed beyond the ability of the lights of drive them away. She first looked at the lamp on the ceiling, wondering if it was still working, but there it was, just seemed strange. Then she looked at her sister.

"Moon, are you okay?"

"Sure. It's you who looks weird. What happened?"

"You're losing control again." Sunny protested. "You'd better get some rest. Know how these stories are, the more adrenaline for kids like us."

"It isn't the story. I was thinking about what Felix said."

"Forget it, 'sis. It's not our battle. Look, you can't even control your powers. I know how it is. Just calm down and control yourself..."

"... Sit and wait." Moon completed angry. "That's always your answer to everything, Celestia!" She exclaimed.

Celestia stopped. Her sister just called her by her real name when... Well, she did not even remember the last time.

"Have you ever stopped to think that, for once in your life you could be wrong?"

"I know what I'm doing, Luna. Trust me!" She asked.

"Oh yeah. Forgot that you are the perfect princess of nowhere. You always know everything! You're always right and I'm wrong, isn't it?"

"No. I'm just trying to protect you!"

"Have you ever stopped to think that maybe I don't want to be protected? I'm not a baby anymore, Sunny. Not a helpless child. This prison here might work for you but I need a life!" Luna then calmed down a bit. "Mom wouldn't be sitting here, waiting all happen. All the stories you told me..."

"They are just stories, Luna!" Celestia stood up. "You think if half of them were true we would still be here? Why she never did anything?"

"Maybe because this battle isn't hers, Tia. Maybe it's ours. I'm sure we can do this! Like the histories."

"No. We can't! Forget it, Luna!" She protested, almost shouting, not caring if the neighbors would hear it or not.

"Why, because you said it? YYou're not my princess! Sometimes I doubt even you're my sister!" Luna cried, tears beginning to form in her eyes.

Celestia wanted to answer, but suddenly realized she couldn't. She couldn't even breathe, it looked like all the air had suddenly disappeared.

"Luna... don't breathe..." she managed to whisper, almost breathless.

So Luna seemed to realize what was happening, looked shocked at her sister for a few seconds, then ran up the stairs and locked herself in her room, crying.

Celestia allowed to collapse shortly after. Kneeling on the carpet, she also no longer could hold back the tears.

"Why is this happening to me?" She asked softly.

"The storm, young princess." A voice replied. "Your prophecy is coming. Veil falls and darkness will take over. Not even your light will be able to save them, Celestia." The voice laughed cruelly.

"Your sister is right." A second voice said. "You're just one more of them. Starts this way with everyone. You will only be more if you proves yourself worthy. Nobody can be right about everything, even the Flame of the Night. You should hear your sister a little more."

Flame of the Night, was one of her mother's nicknames. The voice was wrong. Her mother was always right.

She knew she shouldn't have yelled that way with Luna. Staying here was being too hard on her, but she couldn't leave. Her powers? Were no more than a sign of destruction.

She went to the window and looked at the bright light in the sky.

"I'm sorry, Luna." She murmured. "If you only knew..." She touched a white, thin scar on her arm. She had failed her once. She promissed herself that wouldn't happen again.

As she turned back, she noticed her mother's sketchbook opened on a small table.

The draw was the same she showed her sister.

"I'm not you." She murmured, as if the Celestia on the picture could hear her. "What can I do? We're not ready, but Luna will not hear me."

"Have you tried listening to yourself, Celestia?" One voice, different from the others who have spoken before asked. "You're not ready? Or just afraid to fail again?"

"I almost died when I tried. Nearly killed my sister trying to protect her..." Celestia replied, even knowing that the voice was only in her head.

"We learn along the road. Don't let the past hold you, just be guide you."

Celstia nodded.

"Stop it Clestia." She chided herself.

But she couldn't. She heard those voices since childhood. She remembered the day she asked her mother if it was normal.

"Hearing voices no one else hears is the second sign of madness, Celly." She replied calmly.

"And what is the first?" Celestia asked, confused.

"Seeing shadows that no one else sees." Her mother laughed, leaving she without knowing if it was truth or just a joke.

Celestia needed to get distracted and forget about it a bit and the best way was cleaning the basement.

The basement was a secret place, which nobody but them and Felix knew of. There had saved several old memories belonging to her family, things her mother keept to her or just to save space in their own basement. She was opening some boxes to find out what was inside. Among papers, books, medals and trophies, she found an adorned chest, unlike all the rest, it was locked. But she thought she knew where the key was. She withdrew a mirrored box from the top of a particularly tall stack of books and pulled out a small silver key with a ruby encrusted. The key in the lock served on the locket.

A slightly transparent smoke escaped from the bag when it was opened. At once she began to hear loud music coming up and she was sure where: her apartment.

She blinked, her vision lost focus for a moment and she felt her mind through misty, but still ran out with care not to be seen and ran back.

Arriving there she found Luna with the TV on and a dance pad. The TV ran a video with the Chipettes and playing Hot 'n' Cold.

Celestia allowed herself to rest against the door frame, while watching her little sister dancing.

One of the Advantages of who they were, or rather, who their family was, was that they were hed a lot of things others had no chance of getting, even before the AV's invasion. Her mother assured it illegally when it started, but stopped after Pamela tried to run away and was taken by the AVs. They couldn't risk any more life.

Then she looked back at her sister and was surprised by one thing: Luna had a tail, ears, a horn and wings like a hybrid between human and Alicorn.

Celestia rubbed her eyes and looked again. Nothing, just the old Luna ever. She had to go easy on the chocolate, she was starting to hallucinate.

She wondered, laughing, in what place it would be in the range of symptoms of madness. She shook her head and walked to the kitchen to get a glass of water, the music echoed in her ears when she was suddenly staring at what looked like an arena. She danced to the sound of the same song with a bunch of other girls. One of them was unknown, but the other six... looked very much like the six ponies heroines of Equestria, from her mother drawings.

It wasn't just them. She recognized, in the crowd around the stadium, other charaters from the Equestrian histories like Spike, Shinning Armor and Candance and even Discord in human hybrid versions through some patterns of clothes and accessories, like uniforms.

She closed her eyes. When she opened them she was back. She took a glass of water and started heading back to the living room, but she saw herself, the same style of clothes and accessories of the others from before.

The vision changed to an image of the sun, then the noon covered it, causing an eclipse. As if viewed through a camera, the image moved down, focusing on two human figures. Her sister, in a different version of herself... "Nightmare Moon" the dream Celestia muttered. The other figure was a boy, all dressed in black and looked a lot like... No. It couldn't be real! She was going crazy.

The dream Celestia looked to her side, seeing a creature resembling a sun. At the side of who should be her sister had one that looked like a crescent moon.

The two creatures unleashed a kind of sphere of magic that collided, causing an explosion.

The impact in the dream did Celestia actually lose balance. She staggered back until fall sitting in an armchair, slowly adjusting back to reality. What was that?

A pair of blue eyes stared at her, worried.

"You're right, Tia?"

"I am. Slightly dazed but I am." The truth was that she was particularly relieved to see that Luna was no longer angry with her.

They were both silent for a while. Luna gazing at the sky through the window, but Celestia had no courage to look at the time.

"I'm sorry." She finally whispered to her sister. So muttered to herself, "This madness can't reach us here. It will nevr happen. Just an illusion, too much chocolate, fairy-tales and old, dusty and scary basements. We'll stay safe away from everyone and everything..."

"Celly, you're weird!" Luna protested.

"No I am not. It's just getting late."

"There are still two o'clock."

"How would I know? It's zlways night in this crazy place!"

"I know what is your problem. You need a little of sunlight."

"No!" Celestia cried. "I don't need sunlight. Don't need to know what time it is. I'm perfectly fine here."

Luna looked worriedly at her older sister, but thought it best not to argue. She knew something was wrong, but what could she do? She didn't want them to argue again. She had almost hurt her sister earlier. She was afraid of what they were getting into. They needed their family. But she couldn't face the AVs alone. Just wished be able understand what Celestia was so afraid.

As much as Celestia refused to admit she knew what that meant. Her prophecy had come. And, like it or not, she was walking to it every second.

"Shall I continue with the story?" She asked.

Luna nodded.

"You'll be okay?"

"Yes." She said to her sister, but softly murmured "Just don't know fro how long."