Blood Rain

Brandon walked a couple hours until he got to a run-down library.

He went inside to get some rest before he killed his target. When he opened the door he saw a skeleton of a creature, but not of pony origin but rather dragon origin.

"Well I would expect dragons to be bigger." Brandon said as he poke the skeleton.

He heard some crashing towards the back of the library. He prepared his shard of glass.

"Hey anyone in here?" he spoke up.

"Get out!" a voice said. It sounded scratchy as if it hadn't had a drink of water for years.

Brandon walked towards the voice. He came to a door.

He carefully opened it, and he hid behind the door. As he heard bones breaking and flesh tearing.

He busted through the door, seeing a dark-purple creature sitting down on the wooden floor feasting on a type of animal that Brandon couldn't completely identify.

The creature looked like a pony but it had been starved, the teeth jetted up from the lower lip. Brandon could tell it had and under-bite. And he looked closer and saw its hooves were basically just skin on bone. There was no muscle just skin.

It put down the leg it was chewing on and walked towards the demon with a hunch in its back.

"Hey I order you to stop, creature." Brandon commanded but it continued to drag itself over to him.

It jumped towards him, time froze and for a second he saw what it was before it had turned into this hideous creature.

A beautiful unicorn. Brandon could see into its life. Friends, family. Everything that Brandon wish he had.

He saw it talk to a bigger, broader pony with wings and a horn.

His head throbbed as he saw his mom, she didn't look like she did now, fearless and brave.

She looked nimble and shy.

This thing knew his mother and her sister.

Brandon came to the conclusion that the ponies in the memories were, Princess Celestia (His sworn enemy), Princess Luna (His mother), and Twilight.

Brandon quickly realized that this "thing" was his target.

He quickly flashed back to reality. It continued to charge to him.

Brandon pushed the glass into its neck multiple times.

With each thrust he saw memories from this pony's life.

The creature stopped moving as Brandon slowly got off it.

"Looks like it had its own demons." Brandon said as he exited the room.

His head throbbed once again.

He remembered the thoughts that went through him as he killed Twilight.

His hands became enveloped in a dark aura.

"What-" His head continued to throb. He stumbled to the ground.

His eyes became a midnight-blue as he heard a voice of his mother.

"Listen my son...Use the power of the night. I give you this dark magic for your use."

His pupils were black while the rest of his eyes continued to be the midnight-blue.

"Yes my queen." he said as he got up.

He moved fingers, the dark magic followed as his dark aura glowed around his body.

His shot a spiral of the dark magic at a tree in the distance.

It began to die and then fade to ash.

Brandon looked at his new found power in awe.

He began to walk over to a house in the distance to rest.

Brandon walked into the house seeing the walls blood-stained.

He shrugged his shoulders as he yawned.

He found a bed on the floor and began to give into sleep.

"Good night, Mother."

He heard a voice in his head respond, he knew it was his mom's.

"Good night, Sweet Prince."

He fell asleep.