This is the End

by phantommai

The Good & The Evil

Twilight was too stunned to speak. So the mysterious visitor spoke in her place. "I am something called a Hybrid. I'm half phoenix, half pony."

"But phoenixes only exist in stories!"

"No, my mom was one. Unless you're trying to convince me that a fairy-tale gave birth to me, phoenixes are very real." She sighed, and walked away from spike so she wouldn't wake him up. "I need to warn you about something that will destroy your world. So please listen."

"This is so cool! But weird."

The Hybrid rolled her eyes. "I was recently recruited to join the Phoenician Army. I don't know why or much of the details, but I know that they're trying to kill off all of your kind."

"Why tell me instead of someone with more power?"

She looked out the window at the night sky. "The place you call Canterlot has already been overtaken."

Twilight was astonished. "No. No!"

"Yes. And I need to be back by sunrise or the higher-ups will notice I'm gone. I don't want to kill anyone, so that's why I'm telling you this right now. You don't have to like me, or know me, or be my friend or be nice to me. No one ever is. But just trust me. If you don't, I'm worried that you and everyone you love will die."

Twilight saw all of her friends in her mind. She couldn't bear to imagine them dying. After all they've been through.

The Hybrid got ready to take off out of the hole in the window, but paused. "I'll be back tomorrow night, and every night I can come. So that I can give you information that I receive."

"Wait!"

"What?"

"What's your name?"

The Hybrid closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Fifty-seven." With that, she spread out her wings and took off into the almost empty sky. Twilight tried to shove it off. she didn't want to think about Fifty-seven. So she went immediately to bed, sure that this was all a dream.

She woke up and frowned. There was still a hole in her window.

Spike was curious, and everyone was curious. All her friends helped rebuild it, but were intrigued by the fact that Twilight refused to explain how the window broke in the first place.

So to say thank you, Twilight invited them over to her house for a sleepover. If Fifty-seven came back, they would all see her as well, and that would be proof enough that she was real.
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At the sleepover, she had so much fun she practically forgot all about Fifty-seven. That was a good break for her, since all day she had been worrying that she was going mad. She was in the kitchen with her friends. They were making cupcakes. Accept Spike, he was sent out because he was eating too much of the cupcake batter. So was Pinkie Pie, but she was really good at covering up her tracks and nobody ever noticed.

"Hey, everyone," Spike shouted, sounding at least somewhat distressed. "Someone's in the house. She wants to talk to Twilight. She says her name is Fifty-seven."

"Fifty-seven," Rarity wondered. "What kind of name is that?"

"My name," came a voice that only Twilight knew.

"Fifty-seven," Twilight exclaimed. "But- but- that was a dream."

Fifty-seven rolled her eyes. "First you say my mom's not real, now you say last night was all your in head. Seriously, Princess."

"Do you two know each other," Rainbow Dash asked, confused.

Twilight nodded. "She's the one that broke my window." Everyone gasped.

"So who and what is she?"

"I'm Fifty-seven, a Hybrid in the Phoenician Army. I've come to warn Princess Twilight that tomorrow the Phoenician Army will attack Ponyville."

Applejack strutted right up next to Fifty-seven, quite boldly. "Excuse me, but what makes you think we should trust you?"

"Nothing. There's no reason you should trust me. And I can't say that there is any reason you should think that I'm half-phoenix. But don't worry. I won't kill you like the others. At least I'll try not to. Be ready. The attack starts at noon. Anyone with a cutie mark will be murdered."

"But why people with cutie marks?"

"That's something I don't understand. I'll get back to you guys once I have a better understanding of all this." And she smiled a soft grin. Then, Fifty-seven walked out, this time through the front door. "Sorry about your window, by the way."

"I knew it," Pinkie Pie shouted. "The world is going to end!"