Forever alone within the darkness

"Where one life began in the light, and the next in darkness"

The last thing I remember before I died was a shadow looming over me with crimson eyes. I don't remember how I died. All I remember was my life slipping away from the human world, and entering the next and beyond, I was sent into a tunnel that had many portals all around it. Each portal led to different world, and I could tell each was the same, yet different from each other, like different versions. Some of the worlds were peaceful, and some were at war. As I flew through this tunnel, I saw a world filled with Ponies that came in different shapes and forms. And what surprised me the most was that there was magic, something I long to see and use.

As I looked in to this world of magic and Ponies, it was very different from the human world. It seemed more at peace, with no wars and other human problems that I had to deal with in the past. That part of my existence was over, and my next life would begin. As I got closer, I felt a presence that shook my very being to the core. Crimson eyes came into view, the very same that haunted me and that I had seen before leaving the human world. But as to who or what these red eyes belonged, that was a mystery yet to be solved, but I knew I would meet this one very soon. But what was to come next? All I knew is my new journey in life was about to begin. I walked toward my new world and home. What lay ahead I hoped would be a better life than last.

As I entered the portal, bans of light began to race toward me. They engulfed me and began to form a new body. New appendages grew from my head and back. I wasn’t sure why I would need a new form. Was it because I needed a new form to blend in? So many unanswered questions that I knew would never be answered. Then the light began to fade into the void that surrounded me, and I winked out of existence.
Then pale light came into view, my eyes began to open, and I saw the night sky in all its glory. I did not recognize or see any constellations I knew. I looked down and saw a wild and untamed forest. The first thing I noticed was that my sight was enhanced tenfold of what it used to be. For one, I could see in the dark, but most of all, the night seems to be more alive. I could distinguish different animal calls far and near, but then everything went dead silent. A dreadful scream in the dead of night, and something clicked inside me. I felt over whelmed with a predatory instinct that seemed a thousand years old. I smelled blood, such an interesting smell. It smelled like irony heaven. Ha, ha, ha, puns. I began to walk in that toward the smell of the red water. The forest around me was dark and damp, and the path grumbled under my hooves. Each step was getting longer as I raced toward my prey. As I got closer another scream sounded…

“AAAAAAAAH!”

It sounded feminine. I could smell her blood coursing through her veins, and her scent was intoxicating. I could feel fangs descending, ready to sink into her flesh. As I got closer, I could smell others, but they smelled different, almost like a dead corpse. The air felt wrong. Something was amiss; evil was a hoof. I came to an opening. It was some kind of grotto, and trees grew around it. The tree filled with dread as their branches bent and twisted at sickening angles. As shadows whispered in the wind, I knew something was about to happen. Three hooded figures approached the circle where a…mare lay tied down, face up on her back. Her coat was green; her mane was a ghostly white mane along with her tail.

On her flank was a picture of Anglican Cross, but why would…a pony have such mark on her unless? I was in a place that I thought only existed in a TV show. I was in Equestria, how? Why was this happening? I need to stop this … but I was out numbered three to one. So I stayed back. They then dragged a skeleton that had rotting flesh hanging from the bone. But what caught my attention was the undead beating heart. Then I knew something unholy was coming back from beyond the grave. Then they began to chant in an Ancient language.

As the Night wore on the pentagram began to glow red and blood from the mare’s cuts began to flow towards the corpse. Its flesh begins stitch it self back together. Growing over bone and organs grew back in place. Then I felt the presence of a dark soul rise from the deepest of hell. Shadows began to flow toward the body of a stallion. There before me stood a tall dark unicorn whose coat was Black as the night. And behind his very dark mane lay two crimson eyes. The same that had belong to the monster that had taken my life away. And my family who I would never see now, that I had died and could never return home. Then one of the hooded figure spoke.

“ Master how was your trip to the human world,” He asked in question on his masters quest had gone well. If he got who he was after, and if she was the one they had been looking for. A new princess, since they could not convince princess Luna to be their princess of the night. And this new vampire would meet these expectations. Then the dark unicorn turned to them and said this.

The Order of the shadows will rise…….