|The Doctor and the Alicorn
Author: Heavens Evangel PM
When the Doctor was in Ponyville, he met a strange Alicorn mare by the name of Starstrike. It seemed she was running from something, a past that still, even in this peaceful village, haunted her. Feeling sympathy and intrigue over this mare he decided to take her along. Doctor Whooves/OCRated: Fiction M - English - Adventure/Romance - Doctor Whooves - Chapters: 4 - Words: 10,214 - Reviews: 7 - Favs: 7 - Follows: 9 - Updated: 06-12-12 - Published: 06-02-12 - id: 8177571
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A My Little Pony and Doctor Who crossover
The Doctor and the Alicorn
Rated M for mature audiences
Forty-Seven years ago, first day of Winter, Longest Night of the year, Ponyville…
Ponyville General Hospital
A pale blue Pegasus with a mane of cyan that curled ever so slightly at the ends entered the nursery. Her eyes were like ice, just like her heart as she looked among the new born foals. The curtains had been pulled so no pony could look in and see the events that were about to transpire. She looked at each crib that had the names of the foal's parents on them. She stopped at one in particular. The tag read, Rainwing and Jet Breeze, they had yet to name their newborn. Jet had been too busy worrying about his mate who had passed out during foal rearing to have even notice the foal's gender, the only thing he had seen was an almost black coat and pale blue mane. It was that foal that she had looked upon now. She scowled upon seeing the foal. It was a beautiful little filly with a shiny black coat and soft pale blue hair, there was a small horn that was hard to spot amongst her mane and a pair of tiny wings, an Alicorn child. Her gaze became one of hate as she reached into the crib and wrapped the sleeping foal up. Once the she was wrapped, the Pegasus named Snow Drifter switched the tags with another foal that was born at the same hour. He was a Pegasus, there was no mistaking the wings, but there was no horn their coloration was exactly the same however, which made the switch easy.
Thirty-Seven years ago, a town up north, miles away from Ponyville…
A ten year old Alicorn fidgeted as she moved into the shadows of the trees, hiding from the other ponies that often teased her. Her wing had been broken during one of the class's play times. She sat there sobbing softly, she leaned in and licked at her wing in an attempt to sooth it and stop the blood. The teacher hadn't even intervened or even helped her. Every lick of the wound made her wince. Everypony here hated her so much, and she didn't understand why, not fully. Even her parents hated her. No pony loved her, and from what they constantly told her, no pony would. She was starting to really believe that. As she sat there she had not noticed her father come up.
"There you are you stupid filly." The brown earth pony growled out at her before reaching over and grabbing her by her broken wing with his mouth. He tugged and she cried out in pain.
There were other ponies who heard the cry of pain and looked in their direction. But they just shrugged and went back to whatever it was they had been doing.
A green earth pony came up beside him and glared at the filly. "Stop your whining! We'll give you something to really whine about Starstrike." She leaned down and grabbed the wing with her mouth as well and pulled hard, ripping out the feathers.
Starstrike dug her hooves into the ground and clenched her teeth through the pain as her feathers were ripped. She began to wonder why she ended up with parents like this, or why she was even born this way. What was the purpose of it? Why was she born to suffer, to be tortured by these earth ponies that called themselves her parents? Why did she live to be ridiculed by everypony around her?
"You're a blank flank loser Starstrike." Her mother spat out the feathers in her mouth. "Come." She walked off with her husband in tow, expecting the young Alicorn to follow.
During the night as Starstrike sat in her room in the attic she stared at the night sky, she watched the many constellations from out her window. She had a book open and a pencil, as she watched them she drew them in the book exactly as they were, identifying them. When she had gotten back home she had wrapped her wing up herself. She had to do so much by herself. The poor filly had not a friend in the world, so she wished upon every star in the sky for her freedom. She wished to one day have the courage to run away from what was happening to her. As usual, the night went on and Starstrike stared at the stars, drawing them and learning them, figuring out their names, in the midst of it however, a formation of stars began to form on her flank, a large one followed by three smaller ones. She felt the change and looked down at it. Her eyes widened in surprise and she stood looking at her flanks to see her cutie marks had finally appeared. She trotted in circles in excitement. However her movement of happiness had woken her parents. She hadn't realized her mistake until after she was tackled to the cold hard wood floor. She looked up to see them both glaring at her, yelling at how much noise she had been making. She tried to crawl away from them, tears forming in her icy blue eyes as they bounded on her and the abuse began all over again.
A month ago…
Starstrike had just turned forty-seven, she was a beautiful Alicorn mare and had grown up with a large heart and open mind, despite how terribly abused she had been throughout her filly hood . She hadn't expected to get anything for her birthday, she never did, no pony had ever wished her a happy one so feelings and a sense of being loved and appreciated were foreign to her, despite how kind she had always been to the ponies that had downright tortured the poor mare because of how different she was from them. So when she walked into the house to tend to the two elderly and crippled earth ponies, she hadn't expected to find a pamphlet on the ground advertising for Ponyville. She picked it up in her mouth and brought the bags to the table. Once they were set down she looked at the contents of the pamphlet. The words read:
Come to Ponyville
Where Everypony is Somepony Special
She stared at the words for a long time when she heard the voice of her father calling to her from his room upstairs. She sighed softly and set the pamphlet down. "I'll be right up." She picked up the bags and went into the kitchen to cook their meals. Her mind wandered back to the pamphlet. I was born there, but I've never gotten to see the place before. I should go… Her mind worked on a way to get away.
Since her parents had become crippled in their old age, she had become all but a slave to her abusers. She shuddered as her mind went back to all the beatings, and she wondered why she just didn't give all of it back to them in turn. She shook it off, she knew why, because she was better than that, she wouldn't stoop down to that level, she wouldn't let herself become anything like them. She wanted to love and be loved in return, and being like them would never give her that. In her heart she knew full well that no pony in this town would ever come to love her. They all knew to hate her, so the only choice she had was to start over somewhere else.
She looked down at the meal and took it up to them. In her mind she was plotting her escape. No more wishing, no more waiting for the story book Prince Charming to come save her. Oh how she wished he would have come, she had seen him in her mind's eye quite often. He was a charming brown earth pony with bright starry blue eyes that could suck anypony down into their depths, his mane was a darker brown and his cutie mark was of an hourglass. Many times had she seen him, dreamed of him swooping in and taking her away. Her heart thudded in her chest as she reached the room and set the tray down.
As usual she had to feed and bathe them and help them get around their room and other places, this was no life, not for her. And frankly she was tired of it. So when night came she went up to her little room in the attic and packed up what was important to her. She clenched her jaw as she looked over to the things around her. She grabbed a top hat she had bought a long time ago. It was black and had frilly lace with netting that came down and covered part of her face. She reached and put it on, carefully pinning it into her mane so it wouldn't fall off and would cover her horn under it. Her left wing twitched with nervousness as she snuck out of the house that had been well… it was never really home. She knew that once she was out of the town that she would feel more at ease about it all, finally free.
It took hours to get out of the town and ultimately into the woods. When she stopped to rest in a clearing she closed her eyes and let out a long sigh of relief. Yes, she had left them to fend for themselves, but didn't they deserve it? How much longer was she going to wait to be free? Not anymore. She was out, and she was free, her own mare. Her left wing twitched with nervousness again. Maybe one day she'll lose that nervous tick. As she sat there, she saw the vision again, the handsome brown earth pony, staring right at her with a huge goofy smile. It brought a smile to her face as she fell asleep. That smile was the only thing that kept her going, and now maybe she'll meet the Stallion from her visions.
It took a whole month, a whole month to travel to Ponyville from her village. But she knew that the end result would be worth it. The visions of the earth pony had gotten stronger, strong enough that she had caught glimpses of adventures and a strange life. The moment she stepped foot into Ponyville she had collapsed from exhaustion.
It was hours before she awoke in what seemed like a bakery, leaning over her was a pink pony with a fluffy pink mane. "Hi there! Welcome to Ponyville! I saw you faint and I brought you here! Are you alright? Who are you? What's your name?"
She reached up and rubbed her face. "It's… Starstrike… where am I?"
"This is sugar cube corner! It's a bakery with the most delicious awesome to die for treats! Oh and I'm Pinkie Pie!" She bounced up and down around her and grinned ear to ear at the mare that was lying across a booth seat.
She sat up and looked around her, the smells were delicious.
"You know your hat fell off and got ruined in some mud when you fell, so I took it to my friend Rarity to fix it up while you were asleep. It looked pretty tattered."
Star froze at that moment and reached up to feel that the horn was visible. Her left wing twitched in nervousness.
"You know it's awesome that you're an Alicorn, I bet you can do all sorts of cool stuff! I envy you. I'm just a earth pony! But I throw the most awesome parties! Hey hey! That reminds me I have to throw you an awesome welcome party too!"
"A… party… I…I've never been to one of those before."
She gasped loudly. "NEVER? THIS HAS TO BE THE BEST PARTY EVER IN THE HISTORY OF ALL MY PARTIES THEN!" She jumped up and down excitedly and hopped off to the kitchens to tell Mr. and Mrs. Cake that their guest was awake.
When she left, Star couldn't help but smile brightly. She felt welcomed and definitely more at ease. She was really going to like it there.