A Light in Shining Darkness or How to Completly Confuse Yourself and Those Around You With Your Crazy Love Life

A Light in Shining Darkness

Morning Wing

Sunshine awoke with a yawn. She rolled out of bed and began going through her morning stretches. She planted her back legs wide apart and her front hooves together, sliding her front hooves forward and reverse arching her back. She returned to her standing position and rolled her shoulders, her back legs, and her wings.

It was at this point that Sunshine noticed her wings were a little stiff. She blew air out her mouth dismissively. it always happened the mornings after she had been… well, intimate.

Sunshine yawned again and flapped her wings a few times. She hated getting morning wing.

Sunshine then glanced over at the bed she had just gotten out of. Maybe she wouldn’t hate her morning wing some much if her bedmate stayed until morning.

But her bedmate had duties to attend to and Sunshine respected that. Still, she would like a little more appreciation for what she did.

Sunshine sighed and began looking around for her armor. She had to keep up appearances whilst in the castle so as to not raise suspicions as to why she was at certain places at certain times. One of the perks of a Night-Guard, nopony wanted to know why you were there and the few exceptions to the rule didn’t dare ask.

Sunshine grumbled irritably as she began checking under the bed for her things. Her bedmate had been a tad… excited last night. It had been a while after all.

With a grunt of triumph, Sunshine located her helmet and pulled it near her. She looked over the finely crafted piece of armor. It was midnight-blue like Luna’s coat but not as dark as her own and it did well to keep her black mane in check. There was an emblem on the helmet, sitting between and just above her eyes when she put it on.

The emblem was a full moon, ablaze with golden flames. The same mark adorned her flank.

Sunshine took a moment to look at her flank. She very well knew it was shapely, getting reminders every time there was a new recruit. But what had puzzled her was her cutie mark.

She had been a ‘late bloomer’ and her flank had been blank when she had enlisted in the guard. When she had shown promise, Princess Celestia herself had offered Sunshine a position on the Night-Guard. Sunshine had been officially made a Night-Guard on the Summer Solstice.

And then Nightmare-Moon had come back.

Sunshine remembered fighting the shadowy beasts sent forth to take Canterlot. She remembered watching her brother and sister guards fall beneath the onslaught. She remembered herself being overwhelmed. And then there was surprise when she found the creatures had not killed her. They hadn’t killed anyone, only paralyzed them.

And then the Dark Queen of the Moon herself had arrived. Celestia had offered no resistance, simply bowing her head to the dark being.

Sunshine remembered feeling a burning desire to not stand by idly. She remembered somehow breaking free of the magicks holding her. She remembered beating down the shadow beasts guarding her with her bare hooves. She remembered doing the most idiotic thing of her life.

She had, armed with absolutely nothing, charged Nightmare-Moon. The dark goddess had captured her easily in a force field. But instead of killing her instantly, Nightmare-Moon had laughed.

She commended Sunshine on her strength and bravery and mentioned how there should be more like her. Sunshine remembered the strange feeling of pride from being complemented by this dark being.

Sunshine then had a very vivid flashback to what had transpired next.

*******

Nightmare-Moon glanced at Celestia and her eyes glowed white. Darkness compressed into material form sprang from the shadows and bound the solar goddess tightly. And brief flash and Celestia was limp on the ground, loudly snoring.

Nightmare-Moon turned her gaze to Sunshine, the pegasus trying her best to keep her composure. She was then rotated to the side by the dark goddess’s telekinesis and heard her make a soft ‘oh’.

“Well, isn’t that interesting.” Nightmare-Moon said, her voice rich and sultry. “I wonder what that could mean.”

Sunshine followed Nightmare-Moon’s gaze to her flank, which was now emblazoned with a full moon, wreathed golden flames.

“You’ve impressed me, my dear.” Nightmare-Moon smiled at her. “That’s not an easy task and fit for a reward.”

Still holding Sunshine in her magic, Nightmare-Moon trotted away from the throne room and down the halls, soon finding the room she was looking for.

The room was large and spacious, and lavish as well. But everything had a fine layer of dust.

“Ah, recreated my old room, but neglected to have it cleaned regularly. How amusing.” Nightmare-Moon said.

That statement struck Sunshine as odd. Old room? What was she talking about?

There was a flash of magic and the dust vanished, leaving everything clean and fresh.

“There, much better, yes?” Nightmare-Moon said before laying Sunshine down on the large and admittedly comfortable bed.

“Wha- what do you want?” Sunshine demanded, hating that her voice was cracking.

“You.” Nightmare-Moon said simply as she closed and secured the doors. She then advanced of Sunshine, climbing up onto the bed.

“Me?” Sunshine was confused by her answer.

“I have been gone a long time. And I wish to… indulge myself.” Nightmare-Moon chuckled and licked her chops.

Sunshine’s eyes widened.

*******

The memory faded and Sunshine shivered. That memory has and always will be with her. She wasn’t traumatized, though, she was filled with shame. Shame from the fact that despite everything else, that was easily one of the greatest night’s of passion she had ever experienced.

The way the dark goddess had taken her, it was imprinted in her mind. Was shook her so was she had been prepared to be raped quite cruelly. But instead, Nightmare-Moon had been… gentle. The Bringer of Eternal Night had made love to her more than anything else.

Another shiver ran through her body and her wings flared up slightly.

Sunshine glared at her wings and shooed them down with her hooves. Standing, she put on her helmet and the rest of her armor and then headed for the door.

Pausing there, she looked back into the room. While it wasn’t the room where Nightmare-Moon had taken her, it was still the place where she played consort to the Princess of the Night.

Perhaps that’s why she always thought of that night the mornings after she had tended to Luna’s… well, ‘needs’.