…Syren…

(Two hours later)

Syren felt the icy wind rushing through his hair as he sat quietly atop the Ponyville express. ‘God damn its cold up here’ he thought bitterly to himself. Normally he would’ve been down in the carriages, but the increased security meant that his pony form was more likely to fail due to the fact he didn’t know how ponies interacted on a day to day basis, nor did he really care as he usually killed them before they spoke anyway.

The thought of seeing his potential victims squirm and beg for him to spare their pitiful lives drove Syren mad with want. A small voice in his head tried to coax him into indulging his twisted fantasy so he weighed his options.

If he did go down and slaughter everyone on the train it would sate his bloodlust but it would make his risk of exposure too great and that was unacceptable so Syren just settled for just keeping it a fantasy.

He chuckled darkly as he imagined the look of sheer terror on the ponies faces as he cut them down without mercy or compromise and his eyes widened with an insane gleam as he imagined the train pulling into the station and the ponies screaming as they saw the blood staining the windows. He closed his eyes and let a shiver run down his spine as he envisioned the ponies stepping cautiously into the carriages and witnessing the glorious slaughter. The blood dripping from the ceilings and pooling in beautiful scarlet patches on the hideously colorful floor.

There would be screams a plenty as ponies vomited at the lifeless bodies of their own, still warm as they lay where they were murdered. Most certainly some ponies would faint as they saw the dead mares’ desperately embracing their foals’ in an attempt to shield them from harm. At that moment Syren started laughing manically as he lost control. “No! Not yet!” he yelled removing his dagger from its sheath on his belt and removing his left gauntlet.

Holding the dagger over his left palm his slowly drew it across his bear skin and shivered in ecstasy as he felt the pain consume his raging insanity and lock it back away within his unstable mind. The voice inside his head whimpered in desperate longing. “Soon” he crooned pulling his gauntlet back on and staring at his bloodied dagger.

The crimson stained its normally emerald edge in a way that excited him. He lifted the dagger into the air and tilted it slightly, watching in fascination as the blood ran along the length of the blade forming into a single drop at the very tip. He tapped the hilt softly and followed the drop as it fell onto the snow covered roof of the train.

Syren felt a tear in his eye as the blood mixed with the snow creating a truly beautiful sight. Just then the train started its deceleration as the snow bound station came into view. He felt his heart start to race as the trained neared the station. He heard the conductor bellow out the destination to the unaware passengers.

“Now arriving at the Crystal Empire… Please mind the gap and enjoy your stay” he said pleasantly almost making Syren vomit in disgust.

As the ponies disembarked Syren scanned for his targets, watching intently as the sea of passengers surged onto the platform.

‘Ah there they are’ He thought, smiling darkly as the six ponies departed from the train, but he frowned as he noticed the necklaces they wore and cursed as he catalogued the symbols on each one.

‘Cloud with lightning bolt… Balloons… Gem… Apple… Butterfly… Purple star… Dammit! Well played Celestia. Giving them the elements makes this whole job a lot harder… Bitch!’ Syren thought angrily as he took his wingless alicorn form and jumped down onto the platform once every one had left.

“Now I might have to pay my dear friend Sombra a visit… but oh wait… you already destroyed him… What the…?” he said aloud as a young colt had wrapped its hooves around his hind leg.

“Get off whelp!” he said shaking his leg furiously trying to dislodge the clinging foal.

“But father, I’ve waited here so long, don’t leave me again” the colt cried with tears in his eyes.

Syren stopped shaking his hoof and stared wide eyed at the young colt. Something about this colt struck him as awfully familiar but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it.

The foal had green eyes, a white coat and a small jagged horn with a red tip. Something clicked inside Syren’s mind and a single face appeared in his thoughts, causing him to start laughing darkly with a tinge of insanity creeping onto his face.

“Father?” the colt said looking at Syren with his wide green eyes.

“Oh Celestia… We have been naughty haven’t we?” Syren said to no one in particular.

‘Oh this is just spectacular! Truly there is a God.’ Syren thought wickedly. He couldn’t believe his luck, one of the Solar Princess’s long kept dirty little secrets had just presented itself.

Syren turned to face the colt and lowered himself so he could stare directly into the colt’s eyes. “I’m not your father. Your father is in heaven but your mommy is still here” he said reviling in the young colt’s reaction.

Absolute pain echoed in the colt’s eyes, a pain that Syren knew all too well but one he knew he could exploit.

“W-What? B-But he promised… HE PROMISED!” the colt screamed in pain, his eyes reflecting his sorrow. “H-How, did it happen?” the colt asked shakily.

“He was murdered by the Princess of love. On your mothers order” Syren responded calmly as the colt screamed in rage, his eyes burning with fury and hate. Syren watched as black shadows formed around the colt’s eyes and he slammed his hoof down as the shadows enveloped the rest of his body.

‘This is marvelous… Oh Celestia you may have your pathetic elements of harmony and temporarily your disgusting princess of love but I have your sister and now something you tried to bury… You’re running out of time… You’ll soon suffer with me’ Syren thought manically, beginning to laugh but stopping when a sharp pain in his head dragged a memory into his mind.

He was standing unable to move in a familiar room with a golden throne in the center. Celestia and a black stallion were screaming at each other…

***

“Stop this madness! Blizzard Please!” Celestia screamed with tears running down her face and her horn glowing brightly as she streamed her magic into a dark stallion who was writhing in agony as her magic tortured him.

“Never!” The stallion spat viciously, screaming as his wings violently snapped behind his back in an unnatural fashion. “You took everything from me! Everypony I ever held dear you took from me! My family and my people!” he wailed trying to force his way out of her grip, but it was no use. She was too powerful.

A small azure alicorn filly cowered behind Celestia and she cringed when the stallion’s hateful eyes turned on her. “She murdered my people you know. Your big sister had her guards slaughter them all!” The stallion screamed at the small alicorn making her shrink behind her sister’s hind leg.

“Don’t you talk to her, monster! Your people as you call them, were nothing but a horde of warmongering beasts who only sort destruction. I had to protect my subjects so I did the only thing I could!” Celestia fired at the stallion, tears still streaming down her face.

“We were your loyal subjects!” he yelled back, screaming as she continued to torture him. He laughed insanely as she increased the power in her attack making his body spasm violently.

“Lies! Y-You were planning to invade a-and take over! Winterhoof was our enemy!” Celestia said, using her magic to lift the stallion in to the air and start choking him whilst still using her incredible power to torture him.

“According to whom?” The stallion replied, screaming again as sickening crack came from his body which now hung limply in the air.

Celestia’s eyes widened as it dawned on her and she broke down releasing her hold on the stallion and letting him fall limply to the ground. “B-But they said they had seen you… T-They are our greatest and most trusted allies! They even gave me evidence of your betrayal!” She stammered, her eyes dilating as she put her head in her hooves and whimpered softly.

“The gryphons blinded you Tia, you slaughtered your own subjects on their orders. Don’t you see they used you…? Made you weaken Equestria so they could in turn rule it through you. The gryphons and their puppet Princess…” the stallion said softly, the pain was evident in his voice.

“I-I d-didn’t know… H-How c-could I have?” Celestia choked briefly removing her hooves from her face as she gazed upon the motionless stallion and slowly dragged herself over to his crumpled form. Picking him up in her hooves and cradling him she stared into his eyes and saw the fires of hate burning deeply in his amber eyes.

“I-I…” she began but choked on her words and instead she just cried softly into the stallion’s chest.

The stallion, who was now close to death shakily raised a hoof and brushed her mane softly, his features softening causing Celestia to lift her head slightly and peer into his half-closed eyes. “It makes me sad that it has to end this way, I can never forgive you for the slaughter of my people and I know that it will haunt you forever. I wish no less upon you than to hear the screams of those you sentenced to death every time you close your eyes…” he paused momentarily to cough.

“… But know this. I hope you are spared from ever seeing your people being decimated before your eyes. But even through all of this madness I…” he paused to cough again. By now his breathing was coming in shallow gasps and he motioned for Celestia to come closer.

Leaning in closer Celestia listened to his dying words…

“I-I… still… love… you………” he said softly before his breathing abruptly ceased.

Celestia turned to face him and stared at his closed eyes. She gently shook him… no response. She shook him a little harder… still no response.

Celestia let out a long bloodcurdling scream, pouring her fury and sorrow into that one scream. Those four words had hurt her more than anything else she had ever experienced. She lay draped over the stallion’s lifeless body and wept. Cursing loudly before razing her head again as the door to the room burst open and a small black unicorn colt stormed in.

“Father!” He screamed upon noticing the crumpled form currently residing in Celestia’s hooves and sprinted across the room stopping in front of his father’s body.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry Winter Song” she said, her eyes full of pain as she looked at the small colt.

“Y-You… You killed him!” the colt said backing away from the Princess of the sun, a horrified look on his face. “Why?” he demanded slamming his hoof on the marble floor.

“I-I didn’t mean too… he attacked and I… I only meant to stop him…” Celestia flustered, choking on her words again.

The colt started shakily uncontrollably. His face was becoming distorted with rage and his eyes developed a shadow, becoming a solid burning red.

A strong wind entered the room and quickly became a gale causing the colt’s mane to flick wildly around him. His horn began to glow brightly with a blue aura as the ground beneath him cracked and small chunks of marble rose into the air surrounding him.

“Unforgivable! I-I h-hate you!” He screamed with a voice like thunder.

Celestia was taken a back at the display of raw power emanating from the small colt. He was fast becoming dangerous and she heard a small whimper from behind her as her sister Luna cowered in fear. This strengthened her resolve to stop the colt.

Unbelievably the magic surrounding the colt spiked and the aura changed from its warm blue to a blood red and a scarlet mist descended around the colt obscuring him from vision as a voice spoke out…

“I have seen deep in this little ones heart and I see only hate and darkness. He has completely rejected love and harmony inspiring the wrath of the creator herself. Normally she would destroy him for this but I have intervened and blessed him with my touch so that he may carry on as my influence. Also I did it because I hate the creator, she’s such a bore with her love and harmony and oh look at how nice everything is… I am the antidote to that disgusting sentimental nonsense… I am her opposite the Un-creator. I’m the insanity to her sanity; I’m the sorrow to her happiness; I’m the dark to her light and I’m the death to her life and I don’t know why I’m telling you this actually as you’ll forget it as soon as my new emissary departs your lovely castle. Oh and by the way I’d tell your guards to stand down if I were you… No wait! Don’t tell them and let that pompous overbearing fool the Creator gaze upon my greatest insult to her so called divine being…” the voice finished.

Celestia sat stunned as the voice faded into manic laughter. Her gaze had momentarily moved from the shrouded colt to stare at the guards surrounding the area. “Get away from him! Now!” she screamed at them, urging them to flee as the mist surrounding the colt started to dissipate, slowly revealing his terrible new form.

Where there had once been a small colt, there now stood a tall, dark, winged unicorn stallion. Silence hung in the air as no pony knew exactly how to deal with this situation. Only mares could become alicorns. That was the way the creator had made things. Stallions were inferior to mares but the creator loved them all the same.

Celestia had tried countless time to transform stallions into alicorns. She had even gone as far as mothering a foal in hopes of creating an alicorn stallion, but the birth had yielded nothing but a unicorn colt which was returned to its father and never spoken of again.

The silence was broken when Celestia felt herself being pulled toward the stallion as magic began to build around him. He suddenly released his power in a shockwave that threw guards off their hooves and far away from the creature.

Winter glared at Celestia, his eyes boring into hers. He charged up his horn and a bright light blinded her. When her sight returned she gasped in surprise.

“He’s gone!” she said aloud.

“Whose gone big sister?” the small trilling voice of Luna asked.

“I-I don’t know… Where did Winter Song go? You two were supposed to play together today” Celestia said rubbing her head and looking down at the still body of the stallion beneath her.

‘Who… are you?’ She thought in confusion. His face was familiar to her…

***

“Father” Syren said desperately as he held a hoof to his head. Trying to regain his previous train of thought and turning his attention back to the rather furious colt in front of him. “Hey kid! My name is Syren and I knew your father, we were best friends, I even helped him take over the Crystal Empire and I can do the same for you, if you want?” Syren said somewhat truthfully.

He had indirectly helped Sombra take the Crystal Empire from the last Princess of love and he would certainly help Sombra’s son do the same but this time he would be a little more involved. Besides this fiery little colt shared his pain and would certainly aid him in his fight against Celestia.

“I think I would like that very much” the colt grinned darkly.

‘Oh he has ambition but he’ll need more guidance first. Sombra my good stallion wherever you are I’ll teach your son to succeed where you failed and with his help I’ll finally take Celestia down and rule all of this pitiful land by baptizing it in blood and fear.’ Syren thought to himself. He reached out with his hoof and placed it on the young colt’s shoulder.

“First we’re going to have a chat with Princess Mi Amore Cadenza and the Crystal ponies. Oh and what is your name by the way?” He said with a deranged smile and started to walk down the platform toward the snow bound crystalline city.

“Ebonhorn” the colt called and sprinted to catch up to his dark mentor.

***

…Syren…

Syren and the colt walked purposefully down the open frozen road toward the crystal empire and came upon a security checkpoint with four guards standing idly by a roaring fire.

“Hey kid you see those two guards over there?” Syren said pointing a hoof at two of the crystal guards rubbing their hooves together around the warm fire.

“Yes. Why?” Ebonhorn said quickly turning toward his new mentor.

“Oh you needn’t even ask little one but since you did I’ll indulge you. You are going to kill them” Syren responded casually.

A small gasp came from the young colt which Syren punished with a swift hoof to the face. “Hesitation is weakness as is compassion and pity kid, but since this is your first time I’ll show you how it’s done.” He said motioning for the colt to stay put as he smiled before facing the unaware guards and staring at a rather young guardsmare who was laughing at her companion.

Syren’s eyes flashed red and the mare stopped laughing, her face becoming expressionless.

“Hey Blossom something wrong?” the guard laughed obliviously as the catatonic mare stood silently.

“Kill” Syren whispered softly, his eyes flashing again.

…Blossom…

The mare’s reaction was instant as she gripped her spear and thrust it into the chest of her companion.

“B-Blossom W-Why?” the guard stammered, crying out as she twisted the spear inside him.

“S-s-s-silence” she hissed removing her spear and plunging it in the guards chest again.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” cried one of the other guards leveling her spear at the now manic Blossom.

“S-Stay where you are… I-I’m warning you. I-I don’t want to hurt you Blossom!” The other said.

This however did not deter Blossom as she stepped toward the two guards, her bloodied spear pointing at them. She probably couldn’t take both of them but it didn’t matter all that mattered was pleasing him.

She jumped at them, her spear pointing at the other young guardsmare’s heart, but her intended target was saved as the other guard threw himself on the point of Blossom’s spear, impaling himself.

Blossom screamed in rage and pushed the spear deeper inside the stallion, piercing his heart and pushing his body off it when he went limp on the end. The last guard shook in fear as Blossom turned her attention toward the young mare.

“S-Stay a-away f-from m-me” she whimpered as Blossom took two slow steps toward her. “Blossom p-please snap out of it, I-I love you p-please don’t do this!” she pleaded removing her helmet, falling to her knees and shaking in fear as Blossom loomed over her. With spear razed Blossom thrust downward.

She felt herself regain control just in time to see the spear disappear inside her beloved as the mare slumped. “No!” she screamed throwing her helmet away and falling down beside the sickly mare. “Sunshine! No!” she cried removing the spear from the mare and attempting to stop the bleeding by pushing her hooves on the wound.

“Blossom I love you” the other mare said quickly before a gurgling sound cut her off and her head fell limply to the side, a small trickle of blood rolling out of her mouth.

“S-Sunshine? Sunshine! Sunshine come back I was going to ask you to marry me… Please I can’t go on without you!” Blossom said softly, her tears splashing on her dead marefriend as she rubbed her muzzle against the dead mare, cradling her and rocking softly back and forth.

…Ebonhorn…

Syren walked slowly out from the shadows and over to the despairing mare. “At least you didn’t want to do it, I had to give you a fair shove to get you to kill her” he said smiling darkly at the distraught mare.

“Y-You what? Y-You made me kill my Sunshine? Bastard I’ll kill you!” she screamed grabbing her spear and plunging it into Syren’s heart.

“Nnnmm” he grunted as he felt her twisting it sharply inside him. The pain was euphoric as he fell face first into the snowy ground, his blood splattering on the pure white snow.

Ebonhorn stiffened as he saw his mentor fall, but surely it was part of his plan. So Ebonhorn stayed put and watched intently as three whole minutes past with the only sound being the mare’s muffled cries of anguish.

Then Syren’s body twitched once, three seconds later it twitched again and slowly the blood began to flow back into his body.

“That was a very nice try” he said casually as he stood up, the spear still in his chest until he removed it with a twist, throwing it onto the ground carelessly. “But now it’s my turn” he sighed as though disappointed his fun were over and he proceeded to sprint toward the mare, his form changing into an upright bipedal state.

As he neared the mare he drew his arm back and did what can only be described as a sequence of hops before propelling his arm forward into the mare’s chest but instead of the mare bouncing off his clenched fist, it went through her, killing her instantly.

Syren lifted the impaled mare into the air above him and violently ripped his hand out letting the mare drop lifelessly to the ground her blood mixing with the snow in a most beautiful way.

Then he turned toward Ebonhorn and beckoned with a bloodied hand from him to come. “Come here kid and join me in witnessing the beauty of annihilation.” He said calmly with a menacing grin.

Ebonhorn walked slowly over, standing beside silently beside Syren and gazing upon the hideously beautiful Crystal city.

‘… My city’ Ebonhorn though suddenly doubling over in sadistic laughter as Syren’s insanity finally took root inside him and swelled into a bloom of dark thoughts. Ebonhorn shivered in anticipation as he imagined his glorious new empire. A feeling surged with in him… a feeling of power.

…Syren…

Looking over at the colt Syren felt his eyebrow rise slowly. ‘Finally… it took him long enough… A spitting image of his parents. This time Celestia… This time you suffer with me’ he thought, It had been a gamble, but one with great rewards.

Syren took his daggers and passed them casually over to the now fully formed stallion beside him. “Here use these, but I want them back when this is over” He said grinning widely as he felt Ebonhorn’s magic grip the two ornate daggers and watched as Ebonhorn swung them around, testing their weight.

He nodded in thanks and turned to face the crystal city once more, with a smile that resonated with pure evil.

“I think I would like to address my subjects now” he said in a heavily distorted voice and walked off toward the city of love.

“Yeah okay, it’s damn cold out here anyway” Syren chortled retaking his true alicorn form and trotting of after Ebonhorn…

... To be continued

Author's Note

Sorry about the wait... my Laptop packed it in and I had to start from scratch (<---No pun intended).
Please leave a comment (or PM) if there's something you don't get about the story and I'll get back to you.
This story is really quite complex so if you can just bear with me it'll all make sense soon.

It will change Point Of View a lot so that's why I decided to add the name's of the characters above each segment.
Hope you like it... Cya

Luna will reappear too so don't worry... be happy and love... *cough* Blood *cough* no wait! your friends