Hemera Origin: Part 3

>You are Celestia
>And you have failed
>A shuddering gasp racks through your body
>You can't stop shaking, sobs choking your lungs
>You stare through a sea of tears at the new figure in the moon, shining brightly
>The face of the alicorn you failed to protect
>The one above all who should have been able to count on you
>And you failed her
>A low moan escapes your raw throat as the Elements orbit around you
>Oblivious to your pain
>A threat to the Harmony of Equestria
>They responded as they should
>You waited. That was the worst part
>You and your sister had argued before
>But not like that
>Not like this morning
>You were tired last evening
>Your work on your greatest project completed, you lowered the sun
>And you went
>to
>sleep
>Things had been getting strained
>You saw that Luna had been getting colder, more distant
>But you had the answer
>This would all go away once you finished your work
>You had given everything to this goal
>Every free waking moment to see yourselves free from His design
>But you were TIRED
>You imagined waking early, bringing your project to fruition
>And raising the Sun on a new era of peace for all Equestria
>In the end you thought only of yourself
>And now she has paid the price
>Was this His plan all along?
>Could even He be so devious? His reach so long?
>Does it even matter any more?
>He won
>You lower yourself through the shattered roof of the castle
>The ruins that remain underscore the reality of what has happened
>There lies your machine
>Still intact, ready to do what you designed it to
>You suddenly realize that it's supposed to be noon soon
>Your tears start again fresh as you realize that
>you've been wallowing in your own grief as all of Equestria
>must be in a state of horrified panic at the moon blotting out your sun
>And the new mark on her face
>At your concern for all of your little ponies the Elements hum softly in their orbits
>You hate them
>You know it makes no sense, but you still feel the bile rising in your throat as you
>watch them revolve around you
>You want to crush them, to shatter them into the finest dust and
>fling them across creation. Or feed them to some hungry dragon
>Your streaming eyes gleam with malice
>Suddenly there's a shift in their magic, the Elements pull away from you
>Your connection nearly severed by your loathing
>You can feel them beginning to reject you
>And yet your hate is building into an almighty fury
>You stumble backward a step, part of you confused at your feelings
>And part of you revelling in the purity of it
>Your flank bumps against a sharp edge and you quickly turn
>Luna's throne
>Luna, your baby sister. Your constant companion. She shared every victory. Every defeat
>And now she's gone. Sealed by your most potent magic, enhanced by the Elements of Harmony
>It's all their fault
>NO. It's all YOUR fault.
>What use are the Elements if they can't protect the one pony...
>This was YOUR mistake!
>You'll destroy them before they can hurt somepony else!
>The only one who hurt Luna was YOU
>Then you should die too
>All the world should burn for her!
>The world is ashes without her smile
>Yes. And ashes it shall become.
>The Elements struggle in the grasp of your magic
>Their connection to you warping and ebbing as your love of your sister wars with your hatred
>The Element of Magic crosses in front of your vision, it's glow flaring with your emotion
>The image of a pale alicorn with mad eyes, a tear streaked face, a snarl contorting her lips
>and a mane flashing with the fires of Tartarus is reflected in it's turning facets
>You've seen that face before. Only minutes...hours?...ago
>"NO! I cannot succumb to this!"
>Visions of Equestria burning, Canterlot's gleaming towers crumbling into the streets
>Her ponies dying beneath her gaze
>"I WILL NOT ALLOW THIS!"
>You scream into the empty room
>There is only one course of action, your greatest triumph, your greatest failure
>The Elements of Harmony are screaming
>The dissonant emotions and desires with you repelling them and attracting them in equal measure
>Their crystaline structure under enormous stress has begun to vibrate in an ear splitting peal
>You muster the strength of a true Equestrian Royal Princess
>And you move toward your construct
>With determination you place the Elements into their respective plinths and
>ignoring the satisfying images of the death of your entire world
>you begin the complex sequence of spell formulae and Elemental configurations
>The pressure in your mind swells as your magic struggles against your divided will
>The pain is excruciating
>It's nothing compared to Hers
>With a surge of emotion the Elements flare into blinding radiance
>The construct whirls into motion, the formulae falling into their proper alignment
>The flickering firelight that turned the broken room into a dismal prison
>is hurled back by the pure blue-white brilliance that pours from the machine
>"It looks like moonlight"
>Your consciousness fades as you stare into the expanding sphere of light
>Your thoughts, desires, sorrow, and hatred all fade as it surrounds you
>In the sight destroying center of the harmonic storm you see a burst of golden light
>"Ha, it looks like a dying star."
>Your eyes close as darkness rushes over you