The Broken Crown - Part 1 - The Accident

>You stand there still while Celestia is cringing in pain
>"P-Please, I leave... but tell nopony, please... I will give you what you want..."
>She's begging like you were her excecutiner and you feel really bad
>She tries her best to stand up and flee but she fails
>You start to vomit on the ground
>"I-I'm sorry...please don't kill me..."
>The thoughts are flying through your head like bats that got shocked by a loud noise
>Your knees are shaking
>You spit the remaining puke out
>You look over to her
>Her once pearly coat is dirty, there is some dried blood, some wounds, her mane is flat, not floating anymore
>No crown, no cosmetica and no more pride
>Blood starts to drip out of her nose
Princess... Celestia, your nose.
>You reach out your hand but she squirms away
>Obviously there are some ribs broken, maybe even her wings because she winces with every movement
Celestia please, let me help. It's me Anonymous.
>"I know..." she says solently
>You reach out again, this time she's more calm
Let me help you.
>You brush over her coat like she's an shy animal
>You put another hand on her and help her to stand up
>She let's out a light sniffle
>Just when she stands on all 4 legs she let's out an ear-piercing scream

>You hold her so she still stands
>You look over her body and see that her right hind leg is broken
>You're such a brute
>You put one arm around her so she got more stability
>She's weak and you feel her heart pounding loud in her chest
It'll be better Celestia, we just need to get to my house
>She hisses out at every step you take
>You're in your backyard
Almost there...
>You open the door and lead her in but you realise that you just can't keep her in your house like normal ponies
>She's still wanted and ponies would be pleased to get her into their hooves
We need to get you into the basement...
>Without any hesitation she nods and you open the door that leads downstairs
>Walking down the stairs is complicated and very torturing for Celestia
>Her broken leg swings around and she cries out in pain
>When you arrive at the bottom she collapses and cries
I will get some supplies...
>She doesn't respond, she just cries and tries to hold her leg
>You get upstairs and you're still shaking like a leaf in the wind
>The former princess is in your basement and she looks and smells like a hobo
>You just don't know what to do or what to think
>You pick some bread, apples and cheese to eat and two bottles of water to drink, also a small blanket

>You walk downstairs and you her a light sizzling noise
>Celestia tries to perform magic but she fails
>Only little sparks come out of her horn
>You see that her horn is covered with cuts and even what you think burns of acid
I got some things to eat and to drink if you want...
>She winces and looks over to you
>She's shaking and breathing hard
I'm sorry about what I did... I didn't know it was you...
>You come closer to her
>You sit down beside her and pack out the food and water you put in the blanket
Eat something, you look hungry...
>She looks over to you and her eyes start to moist
>"I'm so sorry about the apples... I just had no other option"
>You would like to disagree but she's right
>She couldn't work anywhere to gain money
>She had to steal
It's... okay.
>She takes some of the bread and cheese and eats it
>You just sit there and watch her
>A lot of scars are scattered on her body
>Her hooves are also pretty damaged
>There are also fresh wounds
>She looks horrible

>She's lying on her left side and you look over to her broken leg
>It seems the thigh is broken, just below her cutie mark
>Just now you see her humiliated cutiemark
>She let's out a little sigh
>Seems like she hadn't eaten in a long time
>There are dozens of scars and burns
>The words 'WHORE', 'SLUT' and 'LIAR' are burned and cut into her skin
>It hurts you to even look at it
>You see the broken bone of the thigh forming a small bump on the skin
Do you think you can heal the bone?
>She stops for a second and swallows the food before looking down
>"I'm afraid I can't..."
Why?
>She shuffles a bit on the ground
>"I lost my power..."
Wh- How?
>"Anonymous, I get my power out of my subjects that have faith in me. They don't believe in me anymore and so... I'm useless."
>You didn't expect that
>That reminds you of a book that you read long ago back on earth
>It was about goddesses that lived in New York as normal people because they lost their power because nobody believed in them

>Back to the topic
It's okay, we will find a way to fix that broken leg...
>She looks down and gets back to the food
>You think about the options you got right now
>1. Fix it yourself with an operation
>2. Fix it with Magic of another Unicorn
>3. Bring other ponies to believe in her so she get a bit Magic back
>The operation seems risky, luckily you got experience, but you need medicinal supplies to fix that bone right.
>You need to find another Unicorn that still has some faith in Celestia or atleast doesn't hate her. Rarity and Twilight are the first two you think of.
>You could probably bring the old Elements of harmony to believe in her again but you don't know other ponies that still feel sympathy for Celestia
>Unfortunatly you know a lot of ponies that feel deep hatred for Celestia
>Mostly because of the brainwashing of the Canterlot goverment

You need to rest, I figured out something until tomorrow.
>"Y-You don't want to kill me?"
What!? No!
>She remains silent and winces away from you as you raise your voice a bit
>She braces for impact
Celestia, listen, I geniunly want to help you. You were the one that helped me when I came here long ago. It's the least I can do.
>She looks at you like you're crazy
>"I-I don't know what to say..."
>The first smile since a long time forms on her lips and she starts to tear up
Hey, hey. I'm just helping. I get you a pillow and a matress so you don't have to sleep on the cold ground.
>She seems to be taken by the sudden generosity
>You get upstairs and take the matress off your bed
>You wanted to buy a new one anyway
>You drag it downstairs in the basement
Here you go.
>You say as you throw it down on the ground
>You help her up and she humbles to the matress
>Just now you see the other side of her body
>It seems like pieces were cut out of her skin
>And again the Cutie mark is crossed out and words are burned into the fur and skin
>'BITCH', 'TRAITOR' and 'SHIT' are burned on, over and below her cutie mark
>You quint your eyes and try not to look
>Luckily she doesn't notice a thing
>She lies down and you give her the blanket
Tomorrow I'll get some help, and then we'll fix that leg.
>You try your best to sound as optimistic as you can
>"I can't thank you enough."
I just fulfill my deed.
>She smiles weak and you stand up and head upstairs
Catch some sleep, if you need something just call me, but not too loud.
>"Thanks."
See you tomorrow.
>"Good night..."
>It's almost a whisper
>You walk up the stairs and close the door behind you