Sunset headed out into the hallway, letting out a sigh. Looking around, she heard voices coming from further down the corridor. Wanting to investigate, she approached the voices, soon finding herself standing in front of room 110. Listening to the conversation inside the room, she heard Celestia say, “Girls, I know that you all got hurt pretty badly, but I need to know: What are you going to do now?”

“Well, I’m not going to press charges. Besides, who would believe us anyways?” Sunset heard Scootaloo say. Opening the door slightly while trying to not make her presence known, she heard Scootaloo add, “I mean, if we tell the courts that Sunset’s a demon, they’ll toss us in jail at best and a nut house at worst.”

Sunset turned to leave, stopping in her tracks when she heard Sweetie Belle say, “Scootaloo’s right. We can’t go through with it, Principal Celestia. Besides, we all got what we had coming to us after what we did to her.”

Swallowing hard, Sunset prepared to enter the room. “I have to make them see reason. They can’t just let me off that easily.” She thought to herself.

“There isn’t a court in the world that could force me to—” Rainbow began, stopping in surprise as Sunset entered the room. “Sunset! How much did you hear?”

“I heard enough,” she replied. Turning her attention to Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom, she added quickly, “Please, girls, you have to go through with it. I don’t deserve to get off scot-free for what I did to any of you, especially not to Rainbow.”

Scootaloo shook her head, as did her two friends. Celestia got up, pulling the distraught teen into a hug as Sunset demanded, “But why? I did such terrible things to you!”

Sweetie Belle spoke up. “Even if the courts would believe us—and I doubt they would—it’s not like we’re innocent victims. We destroyed your life. We got off easy, if you ask me.”

Celestia, who had been simply stroking Sunset’s hair comfortingly, suddenly had an alarming thought. “Sunset, do you think that Elysia or Megaera are controlling them somehow?” she whispered urgently.

Pulling away, Sunset sniffed, saying, “I don’t know. I hope not. I thought we told them to stay out of our lives.”

“Uh, sorry fer interruptin’, but who’s Megaera and Elysia?” Apple Bloom asked.

“Megaera is Sonata’s grandmother,” Twilight’s familiar voice said from behind Sunset. “She created Tartarus, while Elysia created the Elysian Fields, where all ponies go to rest in eternal peace. As for how we know them, it’s a long story.”

“Twilight!” everyone expect Sunset exclaimed happily. Sunset simply stepped back, looking down.

Seeing the distraught look on her sister’s face, Twilight gently took Sunset’s hands into her own. As Sunset locked eyes with Twilight, she heard Rarity say, “Sunset, the reason no one here wants to press charges on you is because we all want to move on from what has happened.”

“But, you guys, that isn’t—” Sunset began, only to be cut off by Celestia.

“Sunset, let me take you home,” Celestia began calmly. “The girls need time to process all that has happened to them, and you need time to heal from all of this.” Leading her out into the hallway, she added gently, “I will talk with Brushed Jade when I get home. For now, how about we go find Applejack.”

“She’s in room 114 with Big Mac,” Apple Bloom said sadly. “He got hurt real bad when Sunset kidnapped us. So did Granny.” Looking at Sunset, she asked, “Sunset, you didn’t hurt Granny too bad...d-did ya?”

“I-I don’t know, Apple Bloom,” Sunset responded worriedly. “I didn’t care at the time. All I cared about was getting even with all of you.”

Wanting to stifle the coming conversation, Celestia quickly stepped out into the hallway, and Twilight followed, motioning Sunset to join them. Looking away with pain clearly etched on her face, Sunset followed both into the hallway. As she closed the door, she heard Apple Bloom call out to her, “Sunset, Ah know you’re confused and hurt right now, but it’ll be alright. We won’t ever hurt you again, promise!”

Sunset closed her eyes, saying, “Now what? If those girls don’t file charges against me, I get to live my life scot-free from all of this.” Opening her eyes, she saw the concerned looks on Twilight’s and Celestia’s faces. “I know you both think this is for the best, but it isn’t. I have to be punished for what I did. I can’t just get away with it. Where’s the justice in that?”

“Now look, Sunset—” Twilight began, getting interrupted as Brushed Jade came into the hallway.

“Ah, there you are, Celestia. I’ve been looking all over for you.” Turning her attention to Sunset, she added, “Sunset, I believe Sonata is looking for you. Last I saw her, she was in the lobby.”

Sighing, Sunset started to head towards the lobby, hearing Celestia say, “Sunset, why don’t you go see if your mother is awake. I’m sure she’d love to see you again.” As Sunset nodded and disappeared around the corner, she said to Jade, “So, Jade, what did you want to talk about?”

“I radioed my captain about this and spoke with him over the phone. Just as I thought, no one wants to take this case. As far as he’s concerned, Sunset is dead and not even Sunset knocking on his door will change his mind about that. As for Summer and Gilda, I need their help. Gilda’s on the run from Sombra, and I need to know why.”

“I can answer that. Gilda has information about Sombra’s crime syndicate that can cost him everything. If you can protect her until I get back, that will help out a great deal.”

“‘Get back’? Are you going somewhere?”

“Yes. I found out from Twilight where my daughter is. I have to go to her and help her.” Looking down, Celestia sniffed, adding, “After everything that’s passed between us, I owe it to her to bring her home and make things right.”

“I see. Well, if you know where Eventide is, then you shouldn’t waste any more time.” Looking Celestia directly in the eyes, Jade frowned deeply, saying bitterly, “As for the information that Gilda has on Sombra, that would explain why she’s been living on the streets and why she’s been stealing. I can also see why she’s been so afraid of coming to the police; that bastard has most of the police force in his pocket.” Turning around, Jade punched the wall behind her, growling, “Damnit, how am I supposed to do my damn job if it only takes a few dollar bills and a bullet to end someone's life!”

“Jade, what are you talking about?” Celestia asked, worried.

“He put a price on her head,” she replied, turning around. “Celestia, I know I’m asking a lot from you, but can you—”

“Take Summer and Gilda out of here? Of course. But afterwards, you’ll have to protect her. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to go find Granny Smith and Applejack.” Turning to leave, she added, “Jade, you’re one of the few good cops on the force. Don’t let your anger turn you into something that you’re not.”

“Thanks. And I won’t, I promise.”

Heading towards the lobby, Celestia saw Sunset sitting in a chair next to Sonata. Each held the other’s hand as they whispered about motherhood, from what Celestia could hear. Mr. Cake was standing a few feet from Sonata and Sunset, looking worried. Luna was outside with her back against a window, talking on her phone.

Walking up to the desk, Celestia said to the receptionist, “Can you tell me when Summer Sunrise will be released from the hospital and where Ms. Granny Smith is, please?”

“Sure thing,” The receptionist replied, tapping on her keyboard. “It looks like Summer Sunrise is going to be released tonight. Ms. Smith is in room 123. She’ll be released in the morning.”

“Thank you,” Celestia replied, “I’d like to take Summer home with me, if that’s alright.”

“If Summer and her doctor approve, then that’s fine with me.”

Seeing Celestia was done with the receptionist, Mr. Cake beckoned her over. When she met him, he said to her calmly, “I will be taking Sonata and Sunset home with me tonight. I want to give my daughter a few moments before I take her to see her mother.” Receiving a nod from Celestia, he continued, “Once Cup’s out of the hospital, we’re selling the store and leaving the city. Sunset deserves a better life than what she got in this city or at your school. I’m sorry, Celestia, but our mind is made up.”

“I understand, Carrot.” Wanting to change the subject, Celestia asked, “Do you know who Luna’s talking to?”

“She’s talking with someone named Star Swirl. I imagine she’s just checking in to see how things are going. Luna said something about Crystalis making a cushion fort and making cookies, so things sound like they’re going well.”

Smiling at the thought, Celestia sighed, turning her attention to Sunset and Sonata, saying gently to both, “Girls, you’ll be going with Mr. Cake. Don’t worry, Sonata; he’ll take care of you.”

“Okay,” Sonata replied, not looking away from Sunset.

“Take care of yourself. You may be in a different city, but if you need anything, just call. I’ll help you with the child any way I can.”

Finally getting up, Sonata hugged Celestia, whispering, “It’ll be alright. You’ll see her again. I know you will. Thank you for helping me get her back and save my grandmother.”

As Celestia gently returned the hug, Sunset got up and gave her father a nod. Sonata took Sunset’s hand into her own as Mr. Cake led the two towards Mrs. Cake’s room. As they approached, Mr. Cake asked, “Sonata, what child was Celestia referring to?”

Sonata stopped, looking nervous. “Oh, um, I’m, uh, pregnant. That’s not going to be a problem, is it?” Gulping, she added, “I can find someplace else to—”

“Absolutely not! I won’t allow you to raise a child out on the streets!” he snapped. Seeing a worried look on Sonata’s face, he calmed down a bit, adding, “Sorry about that. Look, I can tell you love my daughter, and while this is very sudden, I will never turn my back on you because of a child, ever. Now, no more worries about that. We’ll visit Cup and head for home to prepare to move.”

“I don’t understand, Mr. Cake. Why are you being so generous?” Sonata asked. “What have I done to—”

“It doesn’t matter what you have or haven’t done. You’re pregnant, and my daughter cares dearly for you. That’s good enough for me. Now, no more questions. We’re here.”

The group arrived at Mrs. Cake’s room a few moments later, while Celestia headed to Applejack's room. Sunset rushed to her mother's side, teary-eyed. Mrs. Cake immediately reached out and grabbed onto Sunset, pulling her into a tight, warm hug.

“Mom, I missed you so much!” Sunset sobbed. “I’m so sorry for everything I put the two of you through.”

“Oh, Sunset, I missed you, too!” Mrs. Cake sobbed back. “I’m so happy to see you! We’re finally a family again!” Mrs. Cake punctuated her statement by peppering Sunset’s cheeks with kisses as the women repeatedly declared their love for each other. Eventually, the two calmed down, and Mrs. Cake let go of Sunset, saying as she noticed Sonata’s presence, “Sunset, who is this?”

Reaching for Sonata’s hand, Sunset said, “This is Sonata, my…my girlfriend.” Sonata took Sunset’s hand into her own as Sunset flashed a bashful smile. “She, uh, needs a place to stay, and, uh…”

“Honey,” Mrs. Cake said softly, “you don’t need to explain. You’re a good person, and I trust your judgment.” Looking to Sonata, she added, “Sonata, dear, I’d love to take you in for as long as you need. Will you come home with us?”

“Yes!” Sonata exclaimed, continuing more softly, “I’d love to move in with you. But are you sure? I’m pregnant, so—”

“Sonata, dear, in my forty years of living, I have never turned away anyone who needed a home, and I am not about to start. You’ll find a warm hearth, a safe place to live, and a loving home for as long as you need. We’ll all be there for you. I promise.”

Sonata hugged her warmly, and the trio began to file out of the room. Sunset lagged behind, lightly resting her hand on Mrs. Cake’s belly and asking, “When will you be coming home, Mom?”

“Tomorrow, sweetheart, and I can’t wait. I don’t want to be away from you anymore.”

Gently kissing her mother's belly, Sunset said softly, “You be good for Mom. We’ll be back to bring you two home in the morning. I love you.”

“Honey,” Mr. Cake began, “would you like to know what we’re having?”

Getting up, Sunset nodded gently, taking her mother's hand into her own. Mr. Cake reentered the room and smiled with pride in his eyes. Reaching over to a table next to the bed, he handed Sunset a small, yellow folder. She opened it, finding several ultrasound printings. Mr. Cake explained proudly. “We’re having twins. A girl and a boy. We’ve already picked their names. Would you like to hear them?”

Sonata, listening from the doorway, rushed over and took Sunset into a warm hug as Sunset nodded. Mrs. Cake smiled, taking the photos into her hands as she said gently, “Our little Cake twins will be named Pumpkin Sunset and Pound Shimmer.”

“They’re beautiful,” Sonata and Sunset said in unison.

Smiling happily, Mr. Cake began to once more usher the girls back out into the hallway. Summer flashed Mrs. Cake one more smile as she left. Heading into the lobby, Mr. Cake stopped by the front desk and signed out on the clipboard. Turning to both girls, he said, “Alright, are you both ready to head home?”

“Hold on, Dad. I need to talk with Applejack first. I need to try to make things right with her brother.”

“We’ll wait for you in the parking lot, then,” Mr. Cake said understandingly. As he led Sonata outside, he said, “I know you’ve been through so much, Sonata, but try to remember that you’ll always have a family with us.”

As Sonata hopped into the back seat of Mr. Cake’s bus and buckled up, she said, “Thanks, Mr. Cake. I won’t ever forget the kindness you’ve shown me here tonight. I’ll do all I can to make you proud of me.”

Back in the hospital, Sunset headed down the hallway towards Big Mac’s room, hearing Celestia say from inside as she arrived, “Now, before Sunset gets in here, I’d like to know what you’re going to—”

Applejacks familiar voice came out sharp and stern, “Ah already told ya, Ah ain’t about to press any charges against Sunset. Not now, not ever!”

“I understand. Just be aware that she feels very guilty and may insist—”

“Now, lookie here!” Applejack’s voice came out as loud as a thunder. “That wasn’t Sunset Shimmer that did this to me and my family. Sunset would never do that to us. If ya got her back, then great, but that monster that hurt us wasn’t her!”

“Now, Applejack, there’s no need to scream at me. I—”

Sunset slowly entered the room and watched as Applejack broke down in tears, burying her face in Big Mac’s chest. Sunset simply stood there, unsure of what to do.

“H-How could Ah be so selfish,” Applejack cried out. “Ah should’ve been protectin’ Sunset. Instead, Ah broke her heart and helped turn her into a monster.” Tightening her grip on the bedcover, she continued bitterly, “Ah should have been there for her, but no! Ah had to hurt her. Ah had to ruin her life. Well, no more! Ah ain’t ever turnin’ my back on her again!”

“Applejack, you didn’t do anything wrong.” Sunset began, wrapping her arms around her sobbing former friend. “I don’t know if I can forgive you for all that I went through right now, but perhaps in time, I can.”

Sniffing, Applejack pulled away, looking down as Sunset laid her hands onto Applejack’s knees. Giving her a nod, Applejack said to Celestia, “Ah spoke to my brother. He won’t file charges against her, either. He feels the same as Ah do, that what happened at Sweet Apple arcs wasn’t Sunset’s fault.”

“And what about Granny Smith?” Sunset asked, looking down.

“Granny has said to anyone who’ll listen to her,” Applejack said solemnly, “that she simply fell and hit her head. Beyond that, Granny won’t say another word about it. In fact, all she wants ta do is talk about the harvest for next year’s apple gatherin’.”

“Great,” Sunset groaned, rolling her eyes, “Now how am I supposed to be punished for what I did?”

“It's simple, Sunset Shimmer,” Applejack said gently, “Yer not. You just need ta live yer life and be happy. We’re the ones that should be punished for what we did to you.” Looking down, she added, “We hurt ya, blamed ya, and forced ya out of our lives, so we have ta be the ones that get punished for that. Granny and Big Mac agree that they were just casualties caused by our own selfish desire to hurt you for something that ya didn’t even do. So please, Sunset, if you want revenge on us, then take it by living yer life to the very best and happiest that you can without us in yer life ta screw it up.”

“But I don’t want that, Applejack. I never wanted to lose our friendship like this.”

Looking down, Applejack wiped a hand under her nose, fighting back her tears. She trembled lightly as she slowly looked back up. Sunset took a step back, seeing a look of pure sorrow in her former friend’s eyes she hadn’t seen before. Shaking her head, Applejack said, “Yer gonna have ta learn ta move on without us, Sunset. We don’t deserve yer friendship. None of us do.” Closing her eyes, her tears ran freely down her cheeks as she added bitterly, “Go make new friends, Sunset. Live yer life. Teach yer new friends what Honesty, Compassion, Laughter, Kindness and especially Loyalty mean to you, and perhaps one day, when we’re all ready, we can be friends again. But not today.”

Sunset jerked back as if shot. She tried desperately to wipe her rapidly filling eyes, and she bolted from the room, ignoring Celestia’s pleading, “Sunset, wait!” Sunset ran down the hallway and out the front entrance of the hospital.

Sunset didn’t stop until she jumped into her father’s van, tears flowing down her face. Sonata threw her arms around Sunset as Mr. Cake asked, “Honey, what happened?”

Sunset sobbed out, “Go, Dad. Just go.”

Starting up the car without another word, Mr. Cake pulled away from the hospital just as Celestia rushed outside. Luna looked to her sister, saying, “I take it everything didn’t go as well as you had hoped, Tia?”

“No, Luna. We just added fuel to a fire we didn’t even know was lit. Let’s go get Summer and Gilda, then we can head home.” Opening the door, Celestia and Luna both headed inside, motioning Jade to follow them. “What did Star Swirl and you talk about, if I may ask?”

“He was just informing us of what was going on at his end. Crystalis couldn’t sleep, so she wanted to make cookies. Eventually, she made a couch cushion fort in the middle of the living room, where she finally fell asleep.”

Celestia smiled slightly as the trio arrived at Summer’s room, though worry was clearly etched on her face. Gilda, sitting next to Summer on her bed, exchanged a worried look with Summer when she saw Celestia’s expression. Summer said, saying softly, “Relax, Gilda. I’m sure everything’s fine.”

“I hope so,” Gilda replied. She looked at Celestia. “Are we going to stay here or go with Jade?”

“Gilda,” Jade began. “Celestia tells me you have information that could prove very useful against Sombra. I would like to see this information, if I may.”

Gilda immediately bristled in defense. “And if I say no, what then? You’ll toss me in jail?”

Pulling up a nearby chair that sat nearby, Jade sat down, saying, “I don’t want to have to do that. But I am an officer, first and foremost. I have a job to do. However, I do understand that jailing you for refusing to cooperate would only serve to further instill in you the notion that the police can’t be trusted.” Taking out a notepad, she continued, “So, how about we do this? You write down a place you want me to go, and I’ll go there and pick up the information. No one will know that you gave me the information, and in return, I’ll let Celestia take you out of the hospital.”

Feeling Summer’s hand resting on her thigh, Gilda gulped, giving Jade a very worried look. Looking down, she sighed heavily, saying, “I don’t trust you, Jade; you’re a cop, and cops can’t ever be trusted. But, for Summer’s and my baby’s sake, I’ll...I’ll do it. I’ll play along…for now.”

Taking the notepad in her hands, Gilda jotted down an address and handed it back to Jade. Gilda closed her eyes, trembling at the possible consequences. Seeing how worried Gilda was, Celestia said, “I’ll call a friend of mine from my military days, and then, I’ll arrange for you to meet with your grandfather, Gilda.”

“Alright. I trust you, Celestia. I don’t know why, but I do,” Gilda replied.

“Perhaps it’s because you know that my sister won’t betray you,” Luna said sternly.

“Luna, you're not helping,” Celestia said equally sternly. She continued to Gilda and Summer, “Now, let's get you checked out of here and take you to my place. You can stay there until I can reunite you with your grandfather. Speaking of which, where do you want the reunion to take place?”

Thinking it over, Gilda looked between Summer and Celestia and sighed, saying to Summer, “Let’s do this at Celestia’s. So far, she hasn’t given me a reason not to trust her.” A thought occurred to Gilda, and she turned to Celestia, asking, “Wait, how are we going to get there? Summer kinda blew up your car.”

“We can call a taxi,” Celestia replied, sighing as she thought, “Ugh, with all that’s happened, I forgot about that. Sunset’s journal was in there. How am I going to contact the other Celestia now?”

Luna said, “I’ll call them and take the girls home with me, then I’ll send the taxi back to pick you up, Tia.”

Nodding, Celestia headed back into the hallway with Jade in tow, finding Twilight reading in the lobby. Walking up to her, Celestia said hesitantly, “Twilight, I have bad news. Sunset’s ‘special’ journal was in the back of my car when Summer destroyed it.”

Twilight looked unfazed. “I see. And you must think that the journal was destroyed along with your car, right?”

“Well, yes,” Celestia replied, confused. Then, her eyes widened slightly, “Wait, are you saying that it wasn’t burned up with the car?”

Setting her book down, Twilight smiled and she stood up and said, “Yes, I am. Remember, Sunset was a filly when Celestia gave her the journal. With foals, accidents are inevitable, so the books were enchanted to prevent them from being permanently destroyed unless both were destroyed at the same time. If something happened to one, it would simply return to wherever Sunset stored it for the longest time. I’m not sure whether that would be here or in Equestria, though, but since Sunset lives here, I assume it would teleport somewhere in this world.” Stretching, she added, “I would like to use that book, by the way, and when Princess Celestia comes here, I would like to talk to her in private, if I may.”

“Sure thing. Now, if you don’t mind, I have a very important phone call to make.”

Twilight nodded, and Celestia walked outside and pulled out her phone. She dialed a number and waited for an answer. When she did, she said, “It's Celestia. I need you to connect me to Commander Gruff Griffin.”

“You know I can’t do that, Captain,” the person replied.

“You can’t, eh? Well, let me ask you this, Silver Night. Who was it that got your sister out of that hellhole in Valsha?”

“You did, Captain,” Silver Night grumbled.

“And who was it that nearly got killed three times trying to save your brother Moon Shine?”

Hearing a soft sigh, Celestia heard, “You did, Captain, but we took an oath. I—”

Growing angry, Celestia said, “Do you recall our motto, Silver Night? Because I remember each word of it. ‘You take one of ours, we take ten of yours. You take ten of ours, we take a thousand of yours.’ Do you remember who taught you that motto and made sure you got the promotion that you wanted?”

“Yes, I recall the motto, and yes, I remember that you helped me get my promotion.”

“I also recall how I stood up and fought for you at your court-martial, so guess what, asshole: You owe me!”

Celestia waited for what felt like an eternity before she finally heard, “Fine. I’ll patch you through to him, and I’ll take the heat, but after that, we’re even,” Silver Night snapped.

A few moments went by before Celestia heard dial tones. Celestia waited anxiously before she heard a soft, raspy voice over the phone.

“This had better be good,” the voice said bitterly. “I was about to watch my favorite—”

Clearing her throat, Celestia said coldly, “Si unus nostrum corripias, decem tua corripiemus. Si decem nostrum corripias, mille tua corripiemus.”

There was a silence. “Captain Soleil, is that you?” he finally said.

“Yes, sir, it’s me. I have someone in my care that needs you. Can you come to my house tomorrow?”

Silence fell over the phone. Celestia began to pace anxiously, waiting for his answer. Worried he had hung up on her, she said, “Sir, are you still there? Please, this is very important. You must come as soon as you can.”

“I’ll be there at fifteen hundred hours. And Captain?”

“Yes, sir?” Celestia replied.

“He’s out.”

Commander Griffin hung up before Celestia could say anything further. Her breath became shallow, and sweat began to form on her forehead as her pacing quickened. Closing her eyes, she muttered to herself, “Get it together. You’re not over there. There’s no reason to worry. He doesn't know where you live now.”

Hearing footsteps from behind her, Celestia spun around, throwing a panicked punch without thinking. Her fist was caught by Summer’s hand. Quickly spinning Celestia around, Summer pinned Celestia against a window of the hospital, saying, “Your past come back to haunt you?” When Celestia nodded shakily, she continued, “I know what it's like to try to escape your past. Take a breath and calm down. No one’s going to hurt you.” Loosening her grip, she finished, “I’m going to let you go. If you still want to fight, we’ll fight.”

Breathing heavily, Celestia gulped for breath, saying, “I’m sorry, Summer. I thought I was somewhere else for a second. Please let me go.”

Letting her go, Summer backed away, keeping herself ready for another attack. Celestia swallowed hard, walking away from Summer, who watched her carefully. Luna exited the hospital, finding her sister near the entrance. “Alright, the taxi is—” she began, cutting herself off when she saw how upset Celestia was, “Tia, what’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing, Lieutenant!” Celestia growled. Realizing her mistake, she added, “Er, Luna. I’m sorry. I just need a few moments, is all. Please, take the taxi home with the girls. I’ll join you within a few hours.”

“But, Tia, I thought you—”

“Just do as you are told, Lieutenant! We can’t let the Valshens win this damn war!” Celestia screamed angrily at her sister, causing Luna to take a step back. Seeing a scared look on her sister’s face, Celestia stormed off, muttering to herself, “Don’t think about it. Damnit, Soleil, get a hold of yourself. You’re not over there.”

Ten minutes later, a green and white van pulled up. Twilight, Summer, and Gilda all got in. Luna paused, thinking about seeking her sister again, when the driver honked the horn.

“Hey, lady, you coming or what?”

“Yeah,” Gilda called out from the passenger window. “We can’t find you're house without you, so get in already.”

Sighing, Luna got into the cab and looked out the window. She spotted her sister walking back inside the hospital, her hands clenched into tight fists. Before Luna could say anything, the driver said, “Ma’am, I need to know where to go.”

“What? Oh, yes, uh, please take us to One-Seventy-Five Orchard Drive Lane. Then come back here, please.”

“I can’t do that, ma’am. There are plenty of others who—”

“I’ll pay you three times as much as your normal fare if you come back after you drop us off.”

“Will do, ma’am. For that much, I’ll drive all over the city for you,” he replied, pulling out of the parking lot.

Luna took one last look at the hospital as Twilight sighed, saying, “Luna, can you have him stop at CHS first? There’s something that I need to pick up.”

“Not now, Twilight. I need to get home and put Crystalis to bed, then I need to check on Star Swirl. Can this wait till morning?”

Twilight nodded reluctantly, and the taxi pulled out into the street. An hour and a half later, the van pulled up into Celestia’s driveway. Luna got out and paid the driver in full, saying to him, “There’s an extra fifty in it for you if you bring back my sister within an hour, sir.”

Giving her a happy smile, he took her money, logged it into his book, and pulled out into the street, speeding back to the hospital. Luna, Twilight, Summer, and Gilda all headed inside. Star Swirl met them in the living room, saying softly, “Shh, don’t wake her up. She’s had a rough night.” Pointing to Crystalis, who lay fast asleep clutching a picture in her small hand, he added, “She woke up at around two or three, screaming for her sister to come back home. Luna, I think it might be time to tell her the truth about Eventide’s whereabouts. You can’t honestly keep lying to her. Sooner or later, she’ll find out, and you don’t want this sweet child to grow up hating you both, do you?”

“No, I don’t, and it’s not like I want to go along with the lie, but what am I going to say? ‘Your sister’s off in a magical land of talking ponies and isn’t coming home’? It’s for the best that we keep her in the dark.”

“‘For the best’?” Star Swirl said bitterly. “You of all people should know what that can do to a child. Now, it is late, and I need to get home. We can talk more about this later.”

With that, he gathered up his belongings and headed for the door. Stopping in the doorway, he gave Luna a weak smile, tipped his hat, and headed out. Luna carefully picked up Crystalis, carrying the sleeping child to her room.

“Evey,” Crystalis moaned, dropping her photo.

Gilda picked up the photo and looked at it before showing it to Twilight and Summer. Twilight smiled, while Summer rolled her eyes. The picture showed Eventide with Crystalis on her lap. Each were dressed in armor. Eventide’s armor looked real, while Crystalis was wearing plastic armor made for a child and a helmet that was clearly too big for her. Eventide had a smile on her face, and Crystalis wore a goofy grin with her tongue sticking out.

“So, that's Eventide, I take it?” Summer asked, looking back at the photo and pausing only slightly at the resemblance between Eventide and herself. Glancing up to all the other photos on the wall next to her, she added, “And this is what a real family is supposed to look like?”

Various photos hung on the wall next to Summer, each one showing some combination of Luna, Celestia, Eventide, and Crystalis. Looking more closely, though, Summer noticed something odd. In each picture of Eventide with Luna or Crystalis, Eventide was smiling like everyone else, but in the photos of Eventide and Celestia, Eventide had a frown on her face.

“I take it Eventide didn’t get along with her mother?” Summer asked. “I mean, you can tell just by looking at these photos.”

“No, Eventide didn’t get along with Celestia at all,” Luna said, reentering the room. “They were constantly at each other's throats. But she, Crystalis, and I always got along rather well. Sure, we had our little squabbles every now and then, but it was never as bad as it was with Celestia and Eventide.” Taking the photo from Gilda, she added, “This photo was taken three days after Eventide had just met her sister, and Eventide was only a few weeks into living back home with me and Celestia.” Setting it on the arm of the couch, Luna began to clean up the mess in the living room, continuing, “Eventide really cared deeply for Crystalis. I am sure she misses her as much as Crystalis misses Eventide.”

“If that’s the case, why’d Eventide leave?” Gilda asked.

“I don’t know. I wish I did, but I don’t,” Luna said, picking up the last of the couch cushions and placing them back on the couch. “I really do wish she stayed. Crystalis misses her very much.” Heading into the kitchen, Luna froze in her tracks, giving a light whistle. “Whoa. That’s a lot of cookies.”

Small boxes were stacked wherever there was space on the counter and table. Luna counted seventy-four boxes, total. Twilight followed Luna into the kitchen, chuckling at the sight. “This reminds me of when Pinkie decided it was a good idea to bake for the entire town. My home was so stuffed with cookies, I had to sleep at Applejack’s for six weeks.”

Groaning in irritation, Luna began to collect each box of cookies, carrying them downstairs and mumbling under her breath. Twilight helped, giving Summer and Gilda a pointed look. The two got the message, and they each grabbed several boxes of cookies to take downstairs. After the cookies were cleared out, the group returned to the living room.

“Now, it is ungodly late, and I need some sleep. You three are welcome to stay up if you like, but please keep it down.” Heading to the hallway closet, Luna began to take out several pillows and blankets, saying, “Gilda and Summer, you two will take the guest room across from my room downstairs. It's the room with the green star on it. Twilight, you can take the guest room across from my sister’s room upstairs.”

“Alright,” everyone said in unison.

Gilda looked at her watch, her eyebrows raising at the time: five in the morning. “Holy crap, it’s five a.m. You don’t work in the morning, do you?” she asked Luna.

“No, I don’t, which is why I’m asking that tomorrow, until you meet with your grandfather, you all keep as quiet as you can. But thank you for your concern. Now, I’m going to check on Crystalis, then I’m off to bed.”

Luna walked upstairs, and the others decided to follow suit, each going to her own room. Closing the door behind her, Gilda looked at Summer, watching her undress. Smiling, she said as she undressed, “I can’t wait for us to be a real family, Summer.” She climbed into bed, snuggling up against Summer and holding her as they kissed passionately. Before long, the girls fell fast asleep in each other’s arms.

Luna walked into Crystalis’s room, smiling in satisfaction as Crystalis peacefully slept. Gently tucking her in and kissing her on the forehead, she said softly, “Sleep well, Crystalis. You’ll see Evey soon enough. I promise.”

Yawning, Luna headed out of the room leaving the hallway light on and the door open. She quickly returned to her own room, undressing and practically collapsing into her own bed, falling asleep immediately.

Twilight was the only one who couldn’t sleep. She lay awake, thinking, “How could Princess Celestia have kept this from me? I should have been told about Sunset’s origins right from the start.” Getting up, she muttered to herself, “It doesn’t matter how exhausted I am. I need answers, and I know Princess Celestia has them.”

Quickly getting dressed, Twilight crept out of her room, stopping when she heard Crystalis moan almost unintelligibly, “No, don’t leave, Evey.” Looking down, Twilight silently crept into the child's room and gently embraced her, whispering, “Shh, it’s going to be alright. She’ll be back soon. I promise.”

Climbing into bed with Crystalis in her arms, Twilight sighed, thinking, “My questions can wait. This child needs me right now.” Pulling the blanket over her and Crystalis, Twilight soon found herself falling into a deep sleep as Crystalis clung tightly to Twilight. “There, there, little one. It’ll be alright, honey. I’m here,” Twilight whispered softly, holding her until Chrysalis’s breathing became steady once more.

An hour later, a taxi pulled up to the house. Celestia paid the driver his promised payment, adding an extra sixty dollars. Heading towards the front door, she failed to see four young teens playing with fireworks across the street. The boys noticed her, though. One of them smirked and said, “This is gonna be fun.”

Throwing the firecracker, the boy watched in delight as it landed near Celestia. Looking down to where it landed Celestia screamed as it went off. Stumbling backwards, she hit her head against the railing of her front steps.

Another boy yelled out, “You idiot! You could have hurt her!” As he rushed to her side, he heard one of his friends yell back, “Aw, come on, Dusty, she’s fine, you wuss.”

“Screw you, Onyx!” Reaching his hand out to Celestia, he added, “Hey, lady, you alright?”

Suddenly, Celestia screamed, “Watch out, Corporal!” Before Dusty could react, Celestia grabbed him, pulling him to the ground and covering him with her body. A firecracker flew through the air, landing near her. Celestia looked up in time to see it roll into a sewer drain. Quickly getting up, she pulled the confused teen with her, yelling, “Run, Corporal, before—”

The explosion shook the neighborhood as the sewer drain and sidewalk went up in a ball of fire and a hailstorm of debris. The massive explosion knocked Celestia and Dusty both to the ground. Dusty began to cry, sure this was the end, as Celestia snapped, “Get a hold of yourself, Corporal! The enemy’s coming. We need to leave now!”

The explosion woke everyone in the house. Crystalis grabbed Twilight around her neck nearly choking her, screaming in terror. “What’s happening? Make it stop, Evey!”

“Crystalis, honey, you’re choking me!” Twilight said, prying the child's arms off of her. Hugging her tightly, she said softly, rocking the frightened child back and forth, “Shh, it’s alright, Crystalis. I won’t let anything bad happen to you.”

Downstairs, Luna jumped out of bed in alarm. She bolted upstairs and ran to a window. Her eyes widened in fear at the scene. When she spotted her sister, who was carrying a teenager in her arms, she yelled, “Celestia, what the hell are you doing?!”

Another explosion rocked through the sleepy neighborhood. Luna rushed outside to catch up to Celestia. When Celestia saw her coming, she unceremoniously dropped Dusty and threw a fist towards Luna’s face, shouting, “Die, you Valshan bastard. You’ll pay for what you did to my squad!”

Luna quickly ducked, uppercutting her sister in the jaw and knocking her to the ground. “What the hell is the matter with you, Tia? It’s me, for Christ’s sake!”

“Lieutenant, we need to take out the garrison! We can’t allow the enemy to get control of this area!” Celestia screamed to somewhere in the distance, her eyes wide with fear. Luna saw sweat dripping from her sister’s head. “Lieutenant, where the fuck are you?!”

Celestia snarled and leapt at Luna, who quickly dove to the ground, rolling to the right. Celestia dove after her, trying to grab Luna by the shoulders. Luna planted her right foot into Celestia’s stomach, knocking her down. Celestia struggled back her feet, holding her stomach as she tried to regain her breath. She looked up just in time to take a right hook to her jaw, knocking her back down. Seeing that Celestia was temporarily unable to fight, Luna grabbed Dusty, pulling him away from her sister.

“What happened, kid?” Luna demanded, running from her sister with Dusty in tow.

“W-We were playing with fireworks. My friend threw one at her, and she went nuts.”

Rolling her eyes in disgust, Luna rushed Dusty to a nearby house, saying to the occupants who watched the commotion in terror, “Take him. I need to get back to my sister.”

“R-Right, of course,” one of them stammered.

Sirens could be heard in the distance, and a car sped down the street, squealing to a halt a safe distance from Celestia’s house. Star Swirl got out, yelling out to Luna, “Luna, I rushed back as soon as I heard the explosion. What happened?”

“Some stupid kids were playing with fireworks. One of them must have fallen into the sewer drain, which caused it to go up like a bomb,” she replied, adding, “I have to find Celestia. She’s having a flashback, and—”

“Listen to me,” Star Swirl began, catching up to Luna. “If Celestia’s having a flashback, you need to make her think that you are a part of her unit from when she was in Valsha. Otherwise, she’ll think you’re going to hurt her and she will try to kill you.”

“Yes, I noticed!” Luna snapped. “Damnit, she already thinks I’m an enemy. How the hell am I supposed to convince her I’m not?”

Turning around, Luna saw several fire trucks, police cars, and a utility vehicle pulling into the street. Star Swirl ran over to them, leaving Luna to contemplate her situation. Thinking quickly, Luna rushed back to her house, frantically looking through the foyer closet and rummaging through her sister’s purse, mumbling, “Where is it? Where the hell is it?”

“Luna, what's going on?” Twilight asked from upstairs. “Can I help?”

“No, Twilight. Just keep Crystalis in the house and yourself out of sight. Make sure Summer and Gilda stay inside as well,” Luna replied, dumping the purse over and spilling its contents all over the floor. Her eyes finally fell to Celestia’s taser flashlight. “Ah, there it is!” Inspecting it, she added, “Good, its fully charged. I don’t want to use this, but I don’t have a choice.”

Rushing back outside, Luna looked around, her eyes widening in fright as she spotted Celestia heading for the police cars. So far, none of the officers noticed her, but Luna knew she didn’t have much time. Several officers began to close off the street as the utility workers began to cut the power to the neighborhood and the firefighters stood on standby. Luna gave a loud whistle, successfully getting Celestia’s attention.

“Captain Soleil, over here, quickly! We have wounded!” Luna yelled. “I can’t get them out by myself. I need your help.” All the while, Luna thought, “Come on, take the fucking bait, Celestia.”

Celestia began to run towards her, suddenly stopping just outside of her striking distance. Giving Luna a wary look, Celestia said, “What's your unit number and rank, soldier?”

“I’m a second lieutenant with the First Infantry Division.”

Celestia didn’t seem convinced. She stepped back, preparing to defend herself, saying, “Can you—”

Another explosion rocked through the street, close enough to two houses to set them ablaze. Celestia and Luna were knocked to the ground with the shock. Celestia could hear screams as she got back up. Looking around frantically, she said to Luna, “We need to get air support, soldier! I’ll call it in.”

Celestia ran past her sister. Luna quickly followed, waiting for her chance to strike. Celestia rushed to a nearby house, pressing her back to the wall. She peeked around the corner, saying, “Alright, there are about six soldiers over there. Together, we should be able to take them. You take the ones on the right, I’ll take the ones on the left. Got it?”

“Yes, Ma'am,” Luna replied.

Celestia was about to step out from behind her hiding spot, when Luna said, “I don’t have any weapons. I only have a taser.”

“Wait, you—” Celestia’s words were cut off as she felt electricity flow through her body. Screaming in pain, she fell to the ground. Soon, she quieted as she passed out.

Picking her sister up over her shoulder, Luna said, “I am so sorry, Tia. I had no choice; you would have hurt those officers.”

Carrying her sister back inside their house, Luna pushed past a surprised Twilight, saying, “Take Crystalis and get in the basement.”

Luna carefully descended the stairs to her own bedroom, laying Celestia down on her bed, sighing. A pounding sounded from the front door, and she growled, “Now, what?!”

Twilight rushed upstairs to answer the door, soon coming back and saying, “They’re telling us to evacuate the neighborhood. Whatever caused the fire set off a chain reaction with the methane in the sewer, and they don’t know when the next big explosion’s going to be.”

“We’ll need a van. We can’t all fit into my car,” Luna replied worriedly. “I’ll go see if Honey Potts is home.”

Leaving Celestia, Luna rushed outside, going next door and finding Honey Potts’s husband Clay sitting on their porch, watching the commotion. “Mr. Potts, I have several people in my house that I need to get out of here, and I can’t fit them all in my car. Can I use your van?”

“Sure thing,” Clay said, tossing Luna the keys, still staring excitedly at the fires. “Isn’t this something? Those damn kids finally blew something up. A sight to behold.”

Luna stared incredulously at him as she caught the keys. “You’re nuts! People’s houses are burning down, and you can only think about how ‘cool’ this is?”

Clay simply shrugged, never looking away from the action. Luna decided to leave him be and drove the van back to her driveway. She rushed back inside, trying to quell the panic welling up inside her. Gilda, Summer, and Twilight stood in the living room. Twilight was holding Crystalis, who had her head buried into Twilight’s shoulder.

“I’m scared, Aunty Twilight,” Crystalis cried out.

“I know, honey, but it’s going to be alright. I won’t let anything happen to you. I promise.” Looking to Luna, she added, “Your aunt will help to make sure of that.”

Luna said to Twilight, “Twilight, please take Crystalis upstairs and get her some clothes from her room. I’ll go get Celestia.”

Twilight nodded and rushed upstairs as Luna herself went downstairs, motioning for Gilda and Summer to get in the van. It was a struggle, but Luna managed to get Celestia over her shoulder, up the stairs, and out the door. She laid Celestia in the very back of the van, then rushed back up to Celestia’s room. Frantically looking through her sister’s desk, Luna stopped when she finally found Celestia’s journal. Picking it up, she thought to herself, “Forgive me, Tia, but I need to know what happened to you, and if you won’t tell me, I’ll just have to get those answers another way.”

Looking over to Celestia’s open closet, she spotted her sister’s military dress uniform. Closing her eyes, Luna grumbled, “Damnit, Celestia, why did you have to join the military? You wouldn’t be so screwed up right now if you had just listened to me and stayed home where you belonged.” Luna slammed the door shut, pausing when she heard something fall from the top shelf. Reopening the door, Luna found a pair of handcuffs, a key, and a photo album. Picking up the items, she mumbled, “These might come in handy.”

Heading back outside, Luna opened the back door of the van. Gently rolling her sister over onto her stomach, she placed both of Celestia’s arms behind her back and cuffed her. Looking back up, she saw Gilda giving her a look. “What’s that about?” Gilda asked.

“Don’t worry about it, Gilda,” Luna replied coldly, getting in herself. “Is everyone here?”

Looking around, Twilight replied, “Yes, we’re all present and accounted for, Luna. We’re ready to leave whenever you are.”

“Alright, let's head out,” Luna said.

Starting up the van, Luna pulled into the street taking one last look at her home. A half-hour passed before Luna pulled into a motel. Luna walked inside and up to the clerk behind the front desk. “I need the largest room that you have available, please,” she said.

“Sorry, ma’am,” the man behind the desk said. “That room is already taken.”

“Alright, then,” Luna said, sighing, “how much for three regular rooms and one morning’s stay?”

“Three hundred dollars,” he said after looking at his computer.

“Three hundred?!” Luna repeated, shocked.

“Sorry, ma’am, I don’t set the prices,” the clerk said with a shrug, as if he’d said that sentence a million times.

Sighing, Luna said. “Fine. Do you take credit cards?”

He tapped the credit machine in front of her in response, smirking.

Sighing again, Luna swiped her card, happy that at least one thing was going right that night. “Neighboring rooms, if you don’t mind.”

“No problem.” Reaching behind him, the clerk took three keys from their hooks and handed them to her. “Here you go. I hope you enjoy your stay.”

“Thank you,” Luna replied tiredly. Taking the keys, Luna headed back outside and sighed. “Alright, let’s get inside. I’ll take Celestia. Gilda, you and Summer will share a room, and Twilight, you’ll share one with Crystalis. Make sure you all get some sleep, and be ready to leave by no later than noon, understand?”

Everyone nodded and began to walk to their rooms. Luna uncuffed Celestia and half-dragged, half-carried her inside, trying her best to make it seem like Celestia was merely sleeping. Getting inside without issue, she kicked the door shut and dropped Celestia in the closer bed, cuffing her once more. “Sorry, Tia, but I can’t take any risks until I know you’re back to normal,” Luna thought.

The room itself was sparsely furnished. The carpet was stained with fluids of multiple colors. A dim lamp sat between the two beds atop a nightstand. The wallpaper was falling apart, and holes lined most of the walls. “A hundred dollars a room for this,” Luna mumbled bitterly. She went out and brought in the rest of her belongings from the van. Placing them on the other bed, she sat down, turning Celestia’s journal over in her hands. Looking over to her sister, Luna said, “What the hell happened to you over there, Tia? What caused you to break like this?”

Seeing her sister resting peacefully, Luna steeled her resolve and opened the journal.

January 2^nd, 10:00 hundred Zulu hours

What a fucking morning! We were ordered to go to Valsha, and though our men were hoping and expecting to go home today, they nevertheless geared up and got ready to move. We got hit with a shell before we could set out, killing some and injuring many more. Oh, God, when is this war going to be over?

A child was brought in, his left leg blown to pieces from the explosion. I had to amputate whatever remained to prevent infection, but we didn’t have any anesthetic to numb his pain. I can still hear his screams for mercy! Christ, I can’t do this! Why the hell did I take this job?

Then, another explosion tore through the hospital. I can still see the smoke and hear the screams of those burning to death inside. I tried to get to them, but I just couldn’t.

But I could get revenge.

I grabbed a dead soldier’s gun and opened fire on the approaching Valshans, killing at least seven, maybe ten. After I ran out of ammo, I ran at them with my knife. Looking back, that was a fucking stupid idea, but I’m still alive. One soldier had this look of fear as I slit his throat. I wonder if he had a family. Did he truly believe the reasons that brought him to war? Do I? I don’t know. I just don’t know.

January 10^th, 20:00 Hundred Delta hours

We arrived to a hailstorm of bullets. Ten soldiers fell in front of me, and I had no choice but to step over them, open fire, and push onwards. My uniform is stained with blood, guts, and brains. I want out of this damn war and this damn unit. I was told that I am being transferred to the 47th in a few days. I don’t want to watch any more of my brothers and sisters die, but this is war, after all, and in war, people die.

Got orders to head into the capital. We need to find a terrorist, take him out, and get back to base. Watched a young soldier step on a landmine. Half his body was torn to shreds. He died screaming for his mother. That got me thinking. If I die in this war, who will I scream for? Luna, Mom, Dad or someone else? It doesn’t matter.

It was a drive, run, fire, fight all the way to the capital. We found the terrorist’s family, and I was ordered to take them all out. I thought we were supposed to help civilians, not end their lives. But this is war, and in war, there are always casualties and collateral damage, right? So, I did what I was ordered to do. I did my job. I followed orders like the good soldier that I am. But, God, how I wish I disobeyed.

February 5^th, 21:00 Hundred Delta hours

I met Storming Winds today, commander of the 47th. He’s an imposing man, and he demands respect. He’s a man of few words, but he still has this way about him that shows he cares deeply for what he is doing.

I also got a letter from Luna today. She is in her second year of college. Has it really been three years since I left? I have lost more than just time. I feel like I am losing myself to this damn war. Storming tells me that I must develop a heart of stone and eyes of ice if I am to survive in this unit. He says he’s seen many soldiers who either couldn’t hack it or just gave up and took their own lives because they couldn’t deal with what the 47th goes through.

To help me with this, he is training me as a sniper. When I saw the training dummy, I did something that, as far as I know, no soldier has ever done to Storming Winds in his many years of training soldiers: I walked away after giving him a few choice words. So, as a result, I have to clean the latrines for the next six days. I got the first one done a few hours ago. Only six hundred left. I am starting to think I should have obeyed the order he gave me, but really, to use my own sister’s picture to help me to become a better soldier? You have got to be kidding me!

February 10^th, 13:00 Hundred Delta hours

Got everything done today. My heart is breaking from what I was forced to do. I had to snipe a kid no older than twelve carrying a fucking I.E.D. A child, a baby, for Christ’s sake! What the hell is happening in this war? I can still see the kids face as his head exploded. But it was that or watch him blow himself and my squad to hell.

Returned to base, made my report, restocked on ammo, and replaced my B.P.V. I couldn’t get the kid out of my head. I asked for a few hours to myself to think things through. Storming gave me ten minutes. Thanks for nothing, blowhard. I’m being sent in alone behind enemy lines. I have to find my target, kill her, and get out without being caught. If I’m caught, I’ll be disavowed and left to rot.

The alarms are going off. I need to go.

February 19^th, 06:00 Hundred Zulu hours

Finally made it back to base, covered in blood. I ran out of ammo. All I had was my knife. I got caught, but it’s no problem. Dead soldiers tell no tales. I was told that I’m going to get promoted from second lieutenant straight to captain! I will be in command of one hundred and sixty officers. I met those fresh, new faces and couldn’t help but think, “More meat for the slaughter.”

I find that I am starting to grow cold and heartless. There was a child holding her mother’s lifeless body. I could have done something, but rather than help, I walked by, not caring if the kid lived or died. I guess Storming’s training is finally paying off; soldiers can’t afford to get caught up in their own feelings for kids nowadays.

I was offered leave today, but I turned them down. How can my sister want to be around me after all that I have done? I am not worthy of being around her. No one can possibly love me. I must resign myself to being as cold and as ruthless as I can be.

March 20^th, 19:00 Hundred Delta hours

More meat for the slaughter, indeed. One hundred soldiers dead, another sixty wounded. It doesn’t matter. Nothing really matters now. All that matters is that orders are obeyed. I took the kids into the hospital unit and showed them what can and will happen if they don’t follow orders. I actually found myself enjoying the looks of disgust and nausea that came over their smug faces. Like it really matters. They need to get tougher and colder, just like me.

Oh, God, am I actually enjoying this? What the hell is wrong with me? I need to talk to Storming about this. If this keeps up, will I end up like Crystal Flare, who only cares about the mission and can’t see past to her own desires?

I got new orders today. Take out a unit that has been compromising our soldiers in the west. These kids they sent in are no more than eighteen. The youngest has to be seventeen. It doesn’t matter, though. Only a small handful of them will make it back. I got my ammo and B.P.V., and I’m ready to launch headfirst right into hell itself.

Closing the book, Luna suppressed a shudder as she looked over to her still-sleeping sister. Hugging Celestia, she cried herself to sleep, thinking. “Oh, God, no wonder she went nuts. Are you even still in there, Tia? Is there any part of you that is still there?”

Several long hours passed before Luna woke to a knock at her door. Getting up, she answered it, finding Summer, Gilda, Twilight, and Crystalis standing in the doorway. Gilda looked past Luna, saying, “Luna, I know this is none of my business, but are you sure it’s really necessary to keep Celestia handcuffed like that?”

“You didn’t see how she was last night, so yes, it is.” Stepping out of the room, Luna added bitterly, “But you’re right; it’s none of your business.” Looking to everyone else, she added, “What time is it?”

Summer said, “It’s 12 p.m.”

Luna growled but said, “Alright, let's get something to eat. Then, I’ll call the fire marshal and see if we can head home yet.”

Smiling at her, Twilight said, “I have already done that, Luna. The fire department got everything under control around ten this morning and are allowing residents to return to their homes today. That said,” she continued as her face fell, “most of the street leading to your house has been blocked off, and the boys that did this are being held by the police.”

Shutting the door without another word, Luna began to head to the van with Summer, Gilda and Crystalis in tow. Opening the van, she sniffed, fighting back her tears. Seeing the scared look on her face, Crystalis said, “Aunty Lu, are you okay?”

“Yes, I’m fine,” Luna said.

Crystalis wasn’t convinced. “When I’m sad, I think of happy things. Like rainbows and you and mommy Tia and Evey.” Crystalis paused. “Why did Evey go to collich?”

Opening the van door, Luna helped the young child into the van, and Crystalis asked, “Aunty Twilight, what’s collich?”

“Do you mean ‘college’?” Twilight asked. At Crystalis’s enthusiastic nod, Twilight said, “College is a wonderful place. It's a big school where lots of people go to learn all sorts of things.”

“Like what?”

Giggling slightly, Twilight gently rubbed the top of Crystalis’s head with a warm smile. Summer sitting next to Gilda, decided to chime in. “Like…like math, and science, and stuff.” Closing her eyes, she thought to herself, “Geez, could you sound any dumber, Summer?”

“Can you learn about rainbows and unicorns?” Crystalis said, smiling as Luna returned and got into the driver’s seat.

Luna chuckled, saying as she looked around, “You can learn about whatever you want, Crystalis. Alright, we have a few places to pick from. There’s Caballos Tacos, uh, there looks to be a Hay and Bale, and I think Fifty-Eight Saddles is up on the right. So, what will it be, girls? Where would you all like to eat?”

“Fifty-Eight Saddles might be a bit too high-maintenance for Crystalis, and I’m not really in the mood for tacos, so why not try the Hay and Bale?” Twilight said.

“Any place is fine with me,” Summer said, sighing as she looked out the window at all the various people on the sidewalk coming and going with their own concerns. Turning her attention to Gilda, she added, “Don’t forget, you promised Jade to drop off that thing she wants. You still have it, right?”

“Of course, I still have it. Sheesh, you think I’d let it out of my sight? It's in the back pocket of my coat, safe and sound, and it’ll stay there until after I meet with grandpa.”

“Alright, but don’t forget your promise. We have to stay on Jade’s good side.”

Luna pulled into the drive-through of Hay and Bale and got everyone’s order. Before long, Luna was passing everyone their food and back on the road to the motel. They arrived without incident, but when the group walked into Luna’s room, they found the bed empty save for the open handcuffs. They could hear water running in the bathroom. She looked to the girls, saying, “Can you all head to the lobby? I’ll need a moment in private with my sister before we check out.”

“Sure thing,” Twilight said, “but please go easy on her. She’s had a rough night.”

“We all did,” Luna said curtly, nevertheless nodding to Twilight. Once alone, Luna knocked on the bathroom door, saying hesitantly, “Tia, are you alright? Can I come in?”

“Hold on, Lu. I need to get a towel first,” Celestia called back, and Luna sighed in relief. A few moments later, the door opened, revealing Celestia standing in the doorway, a towel wrapped around her upper body. “So, can you explain to me why I woke up in this place and why I was handcuffed?”

“You freaked out last night, and I thought you were going to hurt someone. You kept saying something about Valsha and needing to take out a garrison.”

Walking past her sister, Celestia looked at her clothing, seeing mud on her shirt and pants. “I don’t remember getting mud on my clothing. What happened last night? I can’t recall much of anything other than an explosion.”

“So, you don’t recall calling me lieutenant last night or how you nearly rushed the police?”

Seeing a scared look on Celestia’s face, Luna set down her food and gently took a hold of her sister into a warm hug. Celestia began to tremble in Luna’s arms and soon began to cry as Luna ran her hands through Celestia’s hair.

“I’m so sorry, Luna,” Celestia sobbed out. “I’m so sorry for everything! I knew I was still dangerous!”

“It’s alright, Tia” Luna said soothingly. “No one got hurt, thankfully. But you need to tell me what happened to you. I read your journal. It was…concerning.” Gently, Celestia pushed away from her sister with a strange look on her face. She gathered up her soiled clothing and headed back into the bathroom. A few moments later, she came out, glaring at her sister. Luna stood her ground, handing the book to Celestia and saying, “I know about Valsha and what happened over there. It wasn’t your fault, Tia. You did what you had to do.”

Slapping the book out of her hands, Celestia snapped, “I didn’t have to do half the shit I did! You have no idea what I went through over there. And how dare you read my journal without asking me!”

“For fuck’s sake, Tia, I was trying to figure out what made you go nuts last night, but maybe you would have preferred to have been shot by the cops you were running at!” Luna snapped back in protest. “I just wanted to know what the fuck happened to you!”

“Just leave it alone, for God’s sake!”

“No, I will not just drop this, Celestia! You have to come clean about this. What if this happens while you’re in Equestria trying to find Eventide? At best, they’ll hide Eventide from you—or Eventide herself will hide—and at worst, you’ll end up dead!”

“Damnit, Luna, you have no fucking idea what it was like for me!” Celestia screamed back. Falling to her knees, she hugged herself, crying. “So many children, dead at my hands! So many kids that could’ve lived if I just ended my own fucking life.” Feeling her sister’s hands on her shoulders, Celestia trembled, adding “I-I was tortured, Luna. Can you even grasp what that means?”

Pulling Celestia into a warm hug and holding tightly onto her, Luna said softly, “It's all in the past, Celestia. You’ve carried this with you for far too long. It's time to let it out.”

Celestia cried heavily, saying, “I was put into a helicopter and flown to its highest altitude. Inside was a mother and child no more than six weeks old.” Helping her sister up and to the bed, Luna listened as Celestia continued, “The Valshan soldiers told me if I didn’t give them what they wanted, they would kill the child. I had to choose between saving one innocent life or letting that child die so that thousands more could live.”

“You...didn’t,” Luna whispered.

“It was one child or thousands of men, women, and children! But it doesn’t matter, Luna! At that point, that was just one of the many children I’ve killed. How can you even stand to be around me? I’m a monster!”

Trying to wipe away her tears, Celestia stood up, while Luna remained on the bed, looking down at her feet. Somberly, she said, “So, that’s why Storming wouldn’t allow me to see you for nearly a year after you came home. That’s why you would sometimes wake up screaming.” Standing up, Luna grabbed onto her sister, adding, “You are not a monster, Celestia. You can move on from this, but you need to forgive yourself.”

“How the fuck can you say that to me after all I did, after all, I went through? How can you just tell me to forgive myself? I just can’t do that!” Celestia protested.

Looking into her sister’s eyes, Luna said, “Because, deep down beneath all the training and pain, you’re still a good person, and I love you no matter how bad things get. I will always love you.”

Closing her eyes, Celestia took several breaths and started to leave, saying, “I don’t want to talk about this anymore, Luna. I just want to get Gilda back to her grandfather, then I need to go find Eventide.”

Luna knew this was coming, but she still had a hard time getting the words out. “I am sorry, Celestia, but I can’t let you go to Equestria. Not after hearing what you went through.” Whirling around, Celestia glared at her sister. Standing up, Luna interrupted Celestia’s protest. “Don’t start, Celestia. You are going to end up killed over there, and I will not let that happen. I will be the one to go and get her. You, on the other hand, will remain here, where it is safe for you.”

“You have no—”

“I have every right! Can you imagine what will happen if you have a flashback in an unfamiliar world? Because I can, and I will not lose two relatives in a foreign world.” Luna got to her feet and placed Celestia’s journal into her purse, adding, “This discussion is over, Celestia. Let’s go.”

Looking down, Celestia closed her eyes and tried to calm herself before following Luna outside, finding everyone else waiting for them. Crystalis was in Twilight’s arms, hugging her tightly. Gilda and Summer stood nearby, Summer giving Celestia a concerned look. Walking up to Celestia, Summer said, “We need to talk.”

Giving her an angry look, Celestia opened her mouth, only for Gilda to interrupt, “You should listen to her, Celestia. She can help you.”

Celestia paused and sighed. “Fine,” she finally grumbled.

Summer and Celestia went back inside the motel room. Summer turned around and lifted up the back of her coat and shirt to display her back, saying, “Do you see these scars, Celestia? I got them because I was tortured, too. I know what it’s like to try to make it all go away, only to wake up screaming in fear.”

Summer lowered her shirt and turned back around as Celestia said, “Well, this isn’t the same—”

“It is the same. I was also commanded to kill innocent ponies. I was also forced to choose between somepony that I cared deeply for and a filly. I chose, and that pony that I cared for died because of it. I was taken from her broken body and flogged until I passed out.”

“Why did you have to choose?” Celestia asked, her curiosity piqued. “I was captured by the enemy. What happened to you?”

“My caretaker—Boss? Leader? Whatever—ordered it because I wouldn’t kill for her. If you go to Equestria and meet up with Chrysalis, you’ll wind up captured and fed from or dead, and that won’t help anyone, will it?”

Looking down, Celestia sat down on the bed, looking away. Summer sat down next to her, saying, “Look, I know you think you’re tough, perhaps tougher than your sister. And perhaps, you even think that you can get your daughter back without being caught.”

Letting out a forced sigh, Celestia sat, staring off into the nothingness of her room. “Look, Summer,” Celestia finally said, “I know you’re only trying to help, but I have to do this to make up for what I’ve done both to my daughter...and to myself.”

“No, you don’t have to do this. That little filly out there in Twilight’s hooves needs you, and you need to be here for her. Not just for yourself, but for everything that you have gone through for that little filly’s sake. Please, stay here in this world, where it’s safer. Let some other pony take the risk while you remain with Crystalis, raising her to not do what you did or what you had to do.”

“How do you know what I had to do during the war, Summer?” Celestia asked. “Were you eavesdropping?”

“No, I wasn’t. We all heard you both yelling in here. I don’t need enhanced hearing to hear that. Now, it's time to make your choice. Go or stay? What’s it going to be?”

“I’m going,” Celestia said. “I can’t just walk away from Eventide. I won’t turn my back on her again.”

“Then, I’m sorry,” Summer said as she stood up, facing Celestia, who also stood, “but you’ve left me no other choice.”

Before Celestia could react, Summer quickly flat-palmed Celestia in the chest, her magical enhancement knocking Celestia into the wall behind her. Cracking her head against the wall, Celestia slipped back into unconsciousness. Luna rushed back into the room, saying as she saw the scene, “What the hell, Summer?!”

“It was this or lose your sister, Luna. Take your pick,” Summer replied. Heading back outside, she added to everyone giving her angry looks, “I made the choice for Celestia. Twilight, you’ll be taking Luna to Equestria. I’ll stay with Celestia until Gilda’s grandfather shows up.” Seeing Twilight was about to say something, Summer raised her hand, finishing, “I won’t hear another word on this, princess, so get your flank into the van so we can leave.”

Twilight glared daggers at her and said as she got into the van, “We will talk about this later, Summer, whether you want to or not,” growling when Summer ignored her.

Luna checked out of the motel and carried Celestia to the van, placing her sister in the front passenger seat. Opening the sliding door, everyone got on. Summer got in last, but when she moved to sit next to Gilda, Gilda said, “Nuh-uh. After that stunt, you’re sitting in the back. I can’t believe you did that. I vouched for you!”

“Fine, whatever.” Taking her seat, Summer added bitterly, “But just so you know, I more than likely saved Celestia’s life. None of you know how dangerous Chrysalis is. I did what I had to do.”

All but shoving the key into the ignition, Luna started the van and drove towards her house, getting to their street a half-hour later. Because of the vehicles still present, Luna was forced to go around the block, grumbling under her breath. Twilight looked out the window, seeing a large crater in the middle of the street. Letting out a whistle, she said, “I can’t believe one small firecracker did all that.”

“You better believe it,” Luna said, pulling into the driveway. Opening her door, she got out, carried her sister into the house and upstairs, and placed her into bed. Coming back, she said as Crystalis was just getting inside the house, “Crystalis, you and I need to talk. Alright, honey?”

“Okay,” Crystalis replied, heading back outside. “Is Mommy going to be alright, Aunty Luna?”

“Yes, honey, your mother will be just fine. She just needs rest,” Luna replied, following her outside. “But, that isn’t what I wanted to talk to you about.” After everyone else went inside, she continued, “What I have to say might be hard for you to hear, but it needs to be said.” Luna sat down, placing Crystalis into her lap, “Do you remember when we told you that Eventide went away to college?”

“Yeah. I was really sad.”

“I know you were. You cried for hours, wanting her to come home and play with you. But, the truth is…Eventide didn’t go to college.”

Wriggling out of Luna’s arms, Crystalis turned around, looking confused and hurt at Luna. “Then, where is she?”

“She’s…in another land and can’t come home on her own. I’m going to go get her and bring her home.”

“Can I come?”

Pulling the child into her, Luna closed her eyes, saying, “I would love to take you with me, sweetie, but I can’t. It’s too dangerous, and I don’t want to lose both of you. But, I won’t be going alone. Aunty Twilight will go with me. She’ll make sure that we’re all safe. Then, when Eventide is home safe and sound, I’ll make sure you both spend a lot of time together. I promise, you will never go through this again.”

Pulling away, Crystalis pouted, “But I wanna go! I wanna see Evey!”

“You can’t go, Crystalis,” Luna said more sternly.

Stomping her foot, she demanded, “Why did you lie?”

The sudden shift caught Luna off-guard. “You weren’t old enough to understand,” she replied, somewhat weakly.

Crystalis ran inside the house, crying. Knowing she couldn’t leave this alone, Luna quickly followed her inside, hearing the sounds of crying from Crystalis’s room. Knocking on the door, she said, “Crystalis, don’t be like this. Please, let me in. Look, I know I lied, but I love you. We all do.”

“No, you don’t,” Crystalis yelled. “You’re lying, just like my real mommy!”

Ignoring the pain from that comment, Luna walked in and sat down on the bed next to Crystalis. Luna gently picked her up, holding the sobbing child in her arms. Crystalis cried on her shoulders, “I want Evey to come home. I miss her.”

“I know you do, honey. I promise, I won’t ever lie to you again.”

Slowly calming down, Crystalis slid off of Luna’s lap, wiping away her tears. Opening a small drawer in her nightstand, she took out a locket, holding it up for Luna. Luna took the locket from her as Crystalis said, “Take it with you, Aunty Luna.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah.” Climbing back into the bed, Crystalis sat next to Luna, adding, “Open it.”

Opening the locket, Luna saw on the right was a picture of her and Celestia, while on the left was a picture of Eventide and Crystalis. Everyone looked very happy in the photographs. Putting her arms around Crystalis’s neck, Luna hugged Crystalis, saying softly, “Alright, honey, I’ll take it with me. I’m going to call Star Swirl so you can have a babysitter while Celestia sleeps, alright?”

Getting up, Luna and Crystalis headed into the living room. Luna took out her phone, calling Star Swirl, who answered with a cheerful, “Hello?”

“Hey, it’s me. Can you come back to—”

“Say no more,” he interrupted. “I’ll be there in about five minutes. Besides, I forgot to grab a box of cookies, and you know how Crystalis gets when you don’t take home a box of her famous chocolate chip cookies.”

“Speaking of Crystalis, I need you to watch her until I get back from Equestria. Celestia won’t be going, so I’ll be doing this with Twilight. I plan to leave within twenty to forty minutes. Also, Gilda’s grandfather should be over here soon, so you’ll have to make sure that Gilda and Summer both go with him, alright?”

“Quite a lot to spring on me, eh? I can do that. And Luna?”

“Yes.”

“Be careful. I don’t want to lose you, too, alright?”

Hanging up the phone, Luna headed downstairs, getting ready to leave. Star Swirl pulled up along the street a few minutes later. Getting out, he sighed at the aftermath of the explosion. As he entered the house, Crystalis ran to him, throwing her arms around his waist and grinning widely. Gently picking her up in his arms, he hugged her warmly.

Twilight got up and headed downstairs. Seeing that Luna was almost ready to go, she said, “Luna, before we go, I need to get Sunset’s journal. There are questions that I need answered.”

“Of course. Perhaps you should have Princess Celestia meet us here so that Summer can get answers, as well.”

“I would prefer not to do that, Luna,” Summer said descending the stairs. “If I ever meet that horse's ass, I would more than likely do what I was created for and kill her. Conditioning runs deep. So, no, I don’t need my questions answered. All I need is a safe place to sleep at night, Gilda and our baby at my side, and a warm hearth.”

“Whatever you say, Summer,” Luna replied, heading upstairs with Twilight into the foyer. She picked up her sister’s journal, placing it into a pouch on her side, saying, “I’ll show this to Eventide. Maybe it will help her to reconnect with her mother.”

Without ceremony, the two left the house, ready to enter another world.

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