Deep Dark

Chapters

Chapter 2: Implications
Chapter 3: Discoveries
Chapter 4: Deceit
Chapter 6: Trelaria
Chapter 7: For the Night
Chapter 8 Part 1: Cordiara
Chapter 8 Part 2: Cordiara
Chapter 1: Discovery
Chapter 5 (Interlude 1): Worst Possible Things

Chapter 2: Implications

DEEP DARK

Chapter 2: Implications

Written by Dragryphon

Equestria was wrapped tightly in the dark embrace of Luna’s night, and the Moon Goddess herself had been outright confused by the night’s happenings. She had just come out of the library and was taking the long walk back to her quarters, the implications behind Celestia’s actions gnawing at the back of her mind. While Luna had herself found nothing within the parchments that she had looked through, her sister seemed to have discovered plenty of things of interest to their search. And yet...

I can understand that she’s tired. We’ve been awake for so long, but... Not only did she tell me that she would ‘explain everything to me when it’s day again’ in reference to what she found, but she also took the findings with her to bed! Why would she do that?

The hallways to the Goddess’ chambers were quiet and empty, everypony already in their own beds. For Luna, however, as much as she knew she should sleep, there were other things to do and think about.

Looking down at her gray, dust-covered self, she decided the first thing that she needed was a long bath... and the second was something to snack on. Marching up to her chamber doors, she threw them open and slipped in before shutting them behind her. Sitting upon her desk was a small stack of mail awaiting her attention, and ignoring everything else, Luna stared at it for a moment before sighing softly and shaking her head.

I wonder how many of those are actual letters from ponies who adore my night. Usually, all I get are letters from scientists who want to study how different my magic is from my sister’s; historians who want to get my point of view on things, even though I can’t remember them; and I swear, I must get at least three marriage proposals a week from ponies I don’t even know!

Scattering the letters over her usually neat desk, Luna continued to wade deeply through her own thoughts as she half-heartedly looked over the pile. I must have a hoard of gems and other shiny baubles that would-be suitors have sent to me. Wasn’t this what I wanted over a thousand years ago?

Ignoring the pile of scattered letters, the Princess turned her back to her desk and glanced out her window at the dark of the night sky, picking out each thread of her woven tapestry. After staring blankly out the window for several long moments without a thought crossing her mind, the alicorn gave another long-winded sigh before shuffling her hooves over to the wash room attached to her chambers, removing her breastplate, shoes, and crown before entering.

As her hooves clinked upon the tiled floor, Luna took notice of her sorry state in the wall-sized mirror across from her, sticking stuck her tongue out in disgust. Not only was her entire body covered in a thick layer of dust, but her eyes seemed to have dark bags under them, her mane and tail were heavily frazzled, and she looked like she had actually lost some weight, which in and of itself wasn’t a bad thing, but it had been hard to find time to eat as of late.

Maybe a midnight snack wouldn’t hurt after all. It would be nice. I wonder if there’s cheesecake. I certainly hope so, I’ve been trying to stay away from it lately so that my rump wouldn’t rival my sister’s in size. I had enough trouble with that when I first got back... so many new things to eat and taste!

Giggling softly, the Goddess of the Night... or “of the Dust” at the moment, set about filling her immense bathtub with water, the steam rising from the water making her shiver in anticipation. Now this I deserve, a time for me to finally relax. My night court has been canceled for the next week to give us time to search the archives, and oh how I do not miss it!

The depression in the floor housing her bath, which was large enough for not only an alicorn, but also a ruler, filled quickly while Luna was in thought. It was the sound of the water draining down the hole in the side of the bath that prevented the whole thing from overflowing that brought the Princess back to reality.

Oh! Whoops!

With a flick of her horn, she shut the water off and stepped slowly down into it, her whole body shuddering at the luxurious feel of the heat soaking into her tired limbs. Lowering herself into the water, Luna submerged herself fully once before pulling her head out of the water and settling it upon the tiled floor.

Sighing in relief as she relaxed, the Bringer of Night retreated back into her thoughts as she used her magic to keep the water around her piping hot.

I know Celly trusts me. At least, I think I do... so much has changed since before. She spends so much more time with me, and even stays up late to watch my night. But... What was within those old scraps that she couldn’t just tell me outright? Was... Was it really that bad? Was Celly trying to protect me?

Nothing answered her question, which in a way, Luna found to be a relief. The alicorn had once heard that ponies talk to themselves all the time; it was only when you answered back that you had to worry. Of course, if she had gotten an answer back, it would have meant that her old friend and enemy wasn’t really gone. But... she hadn’t heard a single peep from Nightmare Moon in weeks. Luna hadn’t even felt a shadow of her presence, so perhaps she was really and truly gone.

Giving yet another sigh, Luna levitated a scrub brush over and went about vigorously getting all of the dust that hadn’t washed out of her coat during the soak. It took several long minutes, but as she added a strawberry-scented shampoo she preferred to the mix, she began to feel much better overall.

Amazing what a simple bath can do.

Rinsing herself off, Luna begrudgingly lifted herself out of the water, using her magic to squeeze most of the water out of her coat, mane, and tail. I learned never take all the water out. An unruly coat and mane is hard to brush when it’s dry...

Stepping out of the large puddle, Luna walked past the various other installations of the washroom to stand in front of the mirror once more, levitating a fancy brush over to herself so that she could begin taming the water-crazed remains of her coat and mane. After several long moments, the Princess set the brush down in satisfaction before walking out of the washroom back into her quarters.

Noticing the time on her old grandfather clock, Luna stepped out onto the balcony to stare down upon the city of Canterlot. There were lights on all over, but they were mostly there for the occasional pony to be able to see the streets upon which they walked. Of course, too, she knew all of the lights that she saw were for that, but still... An entire nightlife lay below her that she couldn’t entirely see, but definitely knew was there. Her sister had shown it to her once the diminutive alicorn had finally shown a bit of reason, and left the library after trying to learn everything that had changed in the time that she had been imprisoned within the Moon.

Luna smiled in remembrance of the first time she had entered a nightclub. It had been chock full of ponies of all ages who used her night as a refuge from the labors of the day. They played, sang, danced, and just partied in her glorious dark.

And she had cried.

Cried because this was exactly what she had wanted. For ponies to love her night. There was even an entire branch of the Canterlot University for astronomy now, and she was highly revered, respected, and sought after there.

Shaking her head of the memories, Luna cast her gaze back out across Canterlot and began to touch upon the dreams of those ponies that slept. Dreams of grandeur and glory; of loves wanted, gained, or lost; of fantastic adventures; of....

Oh my... Luna extricated herself from the images of that dream right quickly, a blush upon her face. The perils of dream delving. Eventually, Luna always found ones that were rather... improper...

Maybe I’ll just look at wishes for now...

Stretching out her awareness, the Bringer of Night opened her thoughts to those around her and listened, turning her gaze to different portions of Canterlot to hear their wishes. Of course, she heard few, it was the middle of the night after all, but the occasional one did come to her.

I wish I could have a muffin...

I hope that my package will come soon.

Please help my mother get better, Princess Celestia, she’s very sick...

… Luna’s heart went out to the owner of that wish.

I hope I did well on my test yesterday...

...I wish the night would last forever.

The Goddess’ heart stopped within her chest and she took in a sharp breath. It took her a few seconds to realize it wasn’t her alter-ego having returned, and just some pony out in the night. Forcing herself to calm her now pounding heart, she thought, Maybe it’s time I slept...

Coming in off the balcony, she pulled all the drapes shut with her magic. Then sitting on the edge of her bed, she floated two pairs of midnight blue socks out of a nearby dresser and studied them for a moment. She didn’t understand what the big deal over socks was. Luna didn’t mind them, but she didn’t greatly like them, either. They seemed to be rather impractical, to be honest. However, Celestia thought they were adorable, so she wore them for her sister.

Pulling them on over each of her hooves, Luna was about to snuff all the magical torches when a streak of electricity leapt across her temples, causing her to freeze mid-thought.

Oh no... Oh no no no... Not now...

Ignoring it best as she could, she was rocked as a second stronger one hit her, then a third. No no no no no NO NO...

“No no no no NO NO NO...” Her mental mantra started coming out of her mouth instead as she continued to be shaken by the hot zaps searing the inside of her head. A pull, something clawing at her mind from somewhere in the deepest depths of the castle. She was screaming at the top of her lungs by the time they ceased, and a moment later her chamber doors burst wide open as the pair of guards stationed outside came to save her from whatever was assailing her.

Recovering quickly, Luna leered over at them and yelled out in an authoritative voice that was quite unlike her, “Get my sister... now!”

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Princess Celestia galloped out of her room and burst through the doors into her sister’s, noticing the guards ringing her sister’s bed and Luna herself shuddering beneath her covers. She was not at all prepared to see what was in the room. Which was nothing at all. However, Celestia knew her sister, and she knew this wasn’t a false alarm.

Mustering as much authority as she could, she barked a single command to the guards.

“Out!”

The guards saluted with their wings and marched out of Luna’s chambers, shutting the door behind them. Staring at the door for a moment, Celestia then turned and crept over to her sister’s bed, nudging the lump beneath the blanket with her nose. “My dearest sister, what happened?”

A barely discernible voice greeted Celestia. “What was that, sister?” she asked as she leaned in to hear better. This time, Luna’s voice was even lower, and the Goddess of the Day nudged against the lump under the blanket.

Finally Luna replied loud enough for Celestia to hear, making her blood run cold. “It’s starting, Celly. I felt its pull. We only have a few days... I’m terrified enough to wet myself...”

Taking a moment to compose herself, Celestia lifted a segment of the blanket and slipped her head beneath it to nuzzle at her little sister, then said to attempt to lighten the mood while her mind worked, “Well don’t do that, silly sister. We’d need to have your entire bed cleaned and then you’d have to sleep with me!”

Celestia was instead greeted with such the pitiful whimper from her sister that her heart immediately broke. Shoving the worries of what was coming to the rear of her mind, the Princess nuzzled lovingly at Luna, then said, “How about you sleep by my side tonight, and in the morning, I’ll have the chefs bring you one of the cheesecakes for breakfast? I know how much you love those. Then we’ll go over what I found out.”

The Goddess of the Day was suddenly surprised to find Luna wrapping her legs around her neck and hugging her tight. The wetness upon her shoulder told Celestia everything she needed to know. She’s terrified, more terrified than I’ve ever seen her... I don’t blame Luna, I’d like more than anything to fly away from here, but I can’t, I mustn’t. I have a duty to not only my sister but all of my little ponies to keep them safe. Tomorrow, we will find a way to deal with Erebus.

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The Goddess of the Sun took a deep breath as she looked over the various scraps of parchment before her before turning to her sister. Did mother and father have to deal with this? Figuring out what was going on?

“Last night, I had discovered several references in the bits and pieces you brought to me,” she said, behind her sitting the Princess’ writing desk, and strewn over it the decayed remains of the parchments. Celestia, while not happy that Luna had used magic near them, causing them to crumble further, was happy her little sister had discovered the texts.

The two were currently in Celestia’s chamber, sitting before the desk. “I... am not entirely sure why we are unable to discover anything after these shards,” she admitted, looking back down among them. “From what I could gather and piece together, this isn’t the first time... Erebus has shown his face, and from a more recent reference, it seems to happen once every pair of rulers’ reigns. It’s our turn, dear sister...” Celestia dropped her usually happy facade to show nothing but worry.

Luna glanced to the side, then back at her elder sister and said, “Our turn for what, Celly?”

Luna’s sister drooped her head over the younger alicorn’s shoulder, nuzzling against Luna’s neck, “I don’t exactly know what is causing whatever is in the Deep Dark to behave this way. All I know is that we’re supposed to be balanced with each other, and yet, we’re not. Something disrupted the balance, and the scraps you found don’t say what caused it.” Celestia sighed and walked away from the writing table and her sister to instead go out upon her balcony to look up into the morning sun.

All of Equestria rests upon our shoulders, the heaviest weight to bear, and it just became all the heavier now that we must protect it from something we know not how to fight, nor why we are fighting it, the Sun Goddess thought to herself, her brilliant orb’s harsh light bringing only warmth and power to her body, instead of hurting her eyes. Silently, Luna crept up beside her and leaned against her sister.

Luna’s presence caused Celestia to smile. And yet, together, she and I can repel this threat, and we will see to it that our children, our later heirs will know of this threat and be able to repel it just as we did. If only the previous heir to my throne could be by my side now, but the past is the past, and some things were never meant to be...

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This is something I have to do. I would never put my sister through it, she is way too young. She does not have my experience.

Celestia marched with steadfast determination down the corridors within the bowels of Canterlot Castle, purpose in each of her steps. The sound of her hooves echoed through the corridors around her, past dusty storage chambers and other assorted rooms that rarely, if ever, got to see light. These were not her destination, however.

Continuing down the stairs, level after level, Celestia finally reached the base level that was forbidden to most of the Castle’s inhabitants. Turning the corner, the Princess stopped and blinked at the empty hallway. Where are my guards? The hallway before her was abandoned, the two guards who were supposed to be at their posts nonexistent.

Cautious now, Celestia walked down the corridor, taking special interest in the doors to either side of her, her hoofsteps sounding eerily loud in the silence of the bowels of the castle. She shortly stopped in front of a portion of the wall she remembered all too well sealing up herself. Time to confront this Erebus myself, and to get my questions answered. I fell to him, powerless, in that vision, I will not do so now. He will face the full might of the Sun.

Celestia’s horn began to shine, while the wall before her flowed, then opened up as if there had been nothing there to stop her from entering. Stale air, a thousand years old, flowed over the Princess, but did not perturb her. Instead, the scuffed and damaged interior of the chamber did, as there was no presence other than that of a simple, onyx statuette of a pony.

Stepping into the chamber and staring down at the dais, Celestia glared at the offending object before speaking. “If I could without destroying the nation I rule over, or any number of things, I would have cast you into my sun years ago. And yet, this simple design of yours harbors secrets that could easily destroy Equestria if they are not known. I’ve come to... talk. And you will answer... Erebus.”

For a time, only silence answered back, trying Celestia’s patience, though she refused to show it. It will show itself sooner or later, it must. Last night was the night that it showed itself to Nightmare Moon. And a couple days from now is when it let the Deep Dark into Equestria. I need my questions answered, or to confront this menace and end it.

Speaking her questions into the dark of the chamber, the Goddess narrowed her eyes as she spoke, “What exactly are you, Erebus, other than the Harbinger of the Deep Dark? Why are you and whatever is in the Deep Dark doing this? How long has this been going on for? Why did you attack my sister so long ago and create Nightmare Moon?” Once again, only silence greeted her, and the statue did nothing. And yet, she still had patience, it did take a thousand years of being patient to get her sister back, after all. “Well? Answer me, less I decide your statue would make a better decoration in a region of the world you can’t escape from.”

Suddenly, the air around her seemed to take on a chill, and the light dimmed by quite a bit. Without turning, Celestia continued to stare down at the onyx pony and asked, “I presume you are behind me, Erebus? And have blocked off any escape?”

A voice greeted her that she could not prepare herself for, her visions not telling her of just how horrifying it was firsthand. It carried with it eons of death, a grave spanning countless generations, a pit of emptiness growing ever wider. “I am. And I have. Who are you to ask such questions of the Harbinger, one who has existed for far longer than your feeble mind can comprehend?”

Shifting power to her horn, an orb of light formed at its tip, glowing brighter by the second until everything was of two shades, the white of her light, and the black of shadows. Turning slowly around, Celestia noticed plenty more of the darkness. To either side of the hallway lay a wall of pitch darkness, pushed back by the power of her horn, while the monstrosity, made even more so by the personal visit, stood before her.

Standing straight and tall with her head held high, Celestia’s voice boomed around her in all the extravagance her power could muster. “I am Princess Celestia, Herald of the Light, Bringer of the Day, and Goddess of the Sun. This is my realm and my kingdom you invade, monster. It would be in your best interest to answer my questions.”

If the monstrosity before her was in the least impressed by her showing, it did not reveal such, instead giving a low rumble reminiscent of chuckling. “I see. Titles mean nothing to me, but I will... amuse myself, and you, for a short time. You will know soon who I am. I am a dear friend of many, and the mortal enemy of so many more. My name is very well known under another title given to me by so many. You would do wisely to abide by me, Celestia of Equestria. I am simply a messenger and doorway for the Deep Dark, and an aide, to take back what was stolen so long ago.”

Another low rumble came forth, and the tendrils that made up Erebus’ mane spread outward, as if seeking to latch themselves to Celestia before calming and settling back into place, the eyeless sockets fixed upon Celestia’s own.

“This battle has been going on for lives eternal. Many of your kind have come and gone, and numerous others beyond count of the smaller kind. No victor has stood, no side has fallen. The Champions defend, the Champions fight, and yet, the Champions have no rest. Never shall the eternal rest, nor the eternal reward, touch the Champions for their misdeeds. For their theft.” Erebus took a step forward, then a second, making its way from the far wall toward Celestia.

Noticing its actions, Celestia lowered her horn and pointed the light beholden tip at the nightmare, forcing it back a step. It fell back, thank Sol, the light works. ….But why did it seem that it had hesitated for a mere moment in doing so...?

“That does not answer my question of what you did with my sister, monster! And who are these... Champions? What were their misdeeds?”

“I tire of our talk, Celestia of Equestria. Yield to me, and abide me well, or suffer what awaits you in my shadows.”

Raising an eyebrow, Celestia knew exactly what awaited her if those shadows managed to grab her, and yet, she was never going to yield to this monster and leave Equestria to ruin. “Try it, monster, try and see what will happen to you. I am not like my sister, too young to know the full extent of her powers. You will fight me, and you will face not only me, but the power of Sol along with it. You will be burned out of existence, your shadows banished and annihilated.” Celestia began to step forward, her horn lowered while she funneled her powers into the light upon the tip.

Step by step, she pushed Erebus back, his tendrils waving around in distress while his bony frame backed up until it was pressed against the wall. Why does it seem he keeps hesitating? Something’s wrong here, this is too easy. Nightmare Moon was a much more powerful opponent, and he took her out easily enough. What am I missing here? A low rumbling took Celestia out of her thoughts and made her narrow her eyes at Erebus. “What do you find so amusing at the current situation?”

He had stopped backing up, and instead began to take steps forward once again, ignoring the glare of Celestia’s brilliance. “You. You are such an amusing pony, to think you can stand against me in this form. For countless years, I have had many forms, but never as an alicorn, such power it opens me up to. You can thank your sister Luna for me, I simply turned her into what she should have been. Do you seriously think a little brightness will stop me, Celestia of Equestria? Even Luna of Trelaria could not stand against me. Abide me, Celestia of Equestria, or fall to me,” Erebus boomed, his steps taking him closer to the Goddess, who was the one now on the retreat.

Eyes darting in every direction, the Herald of the Light forced herself to live to the title and forced as much of her power into her horn as she could, creating a miniature sun upon the tip, its heat washing over the alicorn and Erebus alike forcing them into another stalemate. “Luna of Trelaria? What are you talking about, monster!? There is no country by that name anywhere within this world! There never has been! My sister is of Equestria.”

“A ruler who does not know their history. This is always to be expected. You, however, forget one thing, Celestia of Equestria... The light does not effect me as much as you may think...”

Suddenly, the shadows darted in, pressing themselves around Celestia, suffocating her with their closeness as the light faded from her horn, absorbed by the darkness around herself. The slow, low rumbling of Erebus greeted Celestia as she fell into shadow.

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Chapter 3: Discoveries

DEEP DARK

Chapter 3: Discoveries

Written by Dragryphon

(Please read the Author’s Note when you have the chance.)

“No. No no no!” Princess Luna yelled, slamming her hoof down upon the tabletop and startling the Legislature members nearby, the gathering sitting around the large Solar and Lunar table during one of the many meetings that called for such an arrangement. Her sister was not in attendance for this one, and it was left to Luna to take care of the morning’s business.

“These plans would not work in the slightest, nor would they stay within the budget allocated to the project,” Luna snorted, glaring down at the diagrams spread before her. They looked more like a school filly’s artwork than anything done by a real architect. “The materials are more fanciful than practical; they can’t handle the stress that would be required, and I swear the building would look more like a dollhouse than an actual museum. Please, take these back to an actual architect and get a quote, as well as some real plans. Would you?”

Luna sighed and ignored the urge to rub at her temples. At least I don’t have to deal with every little issue that Equestria has. Only the really important ones get this far. By Altair, at times I just wish these problems weren’t so big,and the Legislature so stubborn. Brushing aside the plans to allow an awaiting servant to carry them off, she lifted the report that listed the day’s agenda.

Various tax changes, done that. Theproposition of an expedition into the Everfree Forest by a group of unicorns and pegasus scouts to see if it was possible to re-tame the forest and create a mining town near the base of one of the mountains; that took most of the morning. A proposal for a new museum on the outskirts of Canterlot; that’s finished.

Looking about the room at the Legislature members, Luna swayed as a sudden bout of dizziness struck her. Holding a hoof to her head, she blinked several times, wondering to herself, What was that?

“Princess? Are you alright?” a unicorn asked, drawing the attention of the rest of the room.

Waving her hoof as the episode passed, the Goddess of the Night nodded before going back to the list once more, scanning her eyes down it. Alright, a few more things, then I get to go see the Captain of the Guard about increasing recruitment and training so as to replace those guards that have been reported missing. It’s no coincidence that they’ve all been ones who were guarding the chamber Celly showed me and...

Another wave of dizziness hit, this time strong enough to nearly topple the alicorn. Luna managed not to show anything more than a slight waver, but just as she was coming out of it, a third wave hit her and she toppled over, blacking out like a room that had just had the torch doused.

The Princess wasn’t out for more than a minute before she came to again.

The first thing Luna noticed was that she was lying upon her back, having fallen off her cushion. The second was that the ceiling was horribly drab. Maybe a nice night sky painting would do it wonders... The third, all the ministers were currently gathered around her with worried looks upon their faces, but not too close, of course. Nopony ever laid a hoof upon the Princesses without permission unless it was an utmost emergency. The final thing Luna noticed, or rather heard, was the echo of a cry reverberating within her head. A cry for help from her sister.

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Oh please oh please oh please oh please don’t be what I think it is! Oh Altair, please don’t let it be Erebus!

Luna’s thoughts were frantic as she dashed down the halls of Canterlot Castle, causing no few ponies walking down them to jump out of the way of the Princess. Shortly after she had woken up, Luna had given the ministers only a brief explanation that there was trouble brewing before she had run out of the chambers.

I’m not ready for this! I’m not ready for this! But I must be there for Celly, no matter what happens. She can handle Erebus, and I can help! she thought, eyes frantically darting in every direction. Lighting her horn, the Goddess reached out with her magic and searched for her sister, finding only traces of her as if she were in many places, yet had already left those same places. What’s going on...?

Unable to lock onto her sister’s location, Luna released her magic and galloped in the direction of the lower levels of the castle, not bothering to even take the steps slowly, barreling down them with reckless abandon. All possible speed was required here, and she had no time to dilly dally watching her step.

Somehow managing to not break her neck, the alicorn turned the corner to find the corridor leading to the various locked chambers and the Core empty, unchanged except that now the hidden chamber was open. Carefully making her way forth, Luna peeked around the corner only to find the chamber empty, without even the statue being present. This is very bad... Where are th-

An ominous voice stopped the alicorn mid-thought and sent a chill down her spine. “Hello, Luna of Trelaria.”

Jumping what felt like the height of Cloudsdale into the air, Luna turned swiftly around and gasped at the sight before her. She had never originally seen what her sister had, only having knowledge of what Celestia had written of and told her directly. Truth be told, the monstrosity before her wasn’t as frightening as some of the things she had seen in Nightmare Moon’s Slumber, yet having Erebus present, right there in front of her, made it seem all the more terrifying.

Putting on her bravest face, even though she was shaking, Luna glared up at the black abomination of undeath. “And to what do I owe the pleasure of your visit, Erebus? Where is my sister!?” she demanded, the alicorn’s shaky voice betraying her unease.

Erebus stared... Or rather, Luna guessed he was staring with those eyeless sockets of his... down at her, the telltale rumble of his laugh drifting from his body. “Celestia is quite strong. She is currently fighting my power. However, she will fall, just as you soon shall. Abide by me, Luna, or suffer your sister’s fate. The warmth of day has done much to destroy your line. Such a pity, but it can be easily be rectified once more. Abide by me, Luna of Trelaria, and take your rightful throne once again.”

“My sister will defeat you, monster!” Luna yelled back at Erebus, taking a step back from his presence. However, she was taken aback by what she heard, “M-My rightfu- No! What are you talking about?! I am on my rightful throne! I am of Equestria, not whatever made up nation you’re speaking of!”

Erebus spread out his wings, releasing a choking cloud of dust around his body, “Pity. Nopony ever listens to the Harbinger. And thus they die. You too shall die, Luna of Trelaria, unless you abide by me. What is your decision?” He stepped forward, walking slowly around Luna while keeping his eyeless gaze upon her. His tendrils writhed behind him, at times seeming almost autonomous in their motions.

Luna retreated until she found herself trapped in that small chamber, terrified not just for herself, but also for her sister. Her eyes darted from side to side before she thought of anything that might stall the monstrosity.

“C-Can I have time to t-think about it?” Her eyes were as wide as saucers by this point.

Her question, however, seemed to stop Erebus short. His tendrils even stopped moving for a moment before slowly creeping back to life again, reserved, as if they were being cautious. He had obviously never been asked such before. “...I will allow it, Luna of Trelaria. However, I will not wait for long. Do not disappoint me.” Then, suddenly, he was gone, leaving naught but chilled air behind.

Stepping out of the chamber apprehensively, Luna looked down to either end of the hallway before sprinting down its length. I cannot believe that worked! This is bad. Very bad. But... I know who can help us...

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Meanwhile, in Ponyville, Twilight Sparkle was having a different kind of problem... Locating all her friends. At times, it was easy; at others, it was downright impossible. This time was proving to be one of the latter sort. Twilight knew Rainbow Dash was presumably sleeping upon a cloud somewhere, and it would have been easy to find her if there had been only a lone cloud in the sky. However, the pegasi had scheduled the day to be partly cloudy, so instead there were quite a few.

Applejack was most likely off tending the apple orchards. The very large apple orchards that a pony could search in for days and not find another soul. Twilight sighed as she made her way out of Sugarcube Corner, which Pinkie Pie had most conspicuously not been in, and gave another searching gaze at the skies before heading back to her library. Rarity hadn’t been home either, which was strange. Or rather, it was unusual. However there usually wasn’t much that was ordinary when it involved her friends.

Fluttershy wasn’t around, either. Wherever could they be? Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash, Rarity, Applejack, and Pinkie Pie? What could you all be doing now that prevents me from finding you? This question plagued the unicorn the entire walk back to her library until she reached the door. Pushing it open, darkness greeted her within as Twilight softly spoke to herself, “I was so looking forward to reading that tome with the girls. It even looks like Spike is asleep, if it’s this dar-”

Twilight was immediately interrupted as the lights flickered on and Pinkie Pie dropped in from above yelling, “Surprise! I knew you wanted all of us to be here for when you started that book of yours so I thought that you’d be grateful if I gathered everypony for you and then I realized what better time to have a party, too!”

The unicorn was, of course, startled in no small way, having leapt high into the air before coming down upon the wooden floor with her legs splaying out in every direction. Heart pounding in her chest, Twilight gave Pinkie a brief glare, then noticed her friends off to the side gathered around a large table. On the center of the table sat the book they were meant to read together.

Standing back on all four hooves as Pinkie Pie bounced her way back to the group. Twilight raised her eyebrow at the decorations and streamers everywhere, then glanced questioningly at her friends.

“Don’ look at us, Sugarcube, this is Pinkie Pie we’re dealin’ with. Not much we cain do ‘bout ’er,” Applejack said, shaking her head before smiling over at Twilight.

Rarity laughed softly, then tentatively tapped the book with a single hoof, as if she were afraid to discover what lay within, “It’s a good thing though, Twilight. If everything you’ve told us about what the Princess explained is correct, then we will definitely need some lightheartedness around us.”

With a shake of her head, Twilight settled her mane back into place before she took her place at the table. “Well, I can say I am happy about the party, Pinkie, but I don’t think we’ll need it quite yet. Maybe later once we’re done!” Twilight nodded and forced herself to smile. I almost always look forward to Pinkie’s parties, but now is just not the right time for it.

Grabbing the book before her, Twilight flipped the cover open as she began to speak. “What I was thinking was that I could read it out loud. It’s not the most effective way, but it’s the best one for us to all know what’s going-” Twilight paused for a second and blinked once she actually read what lay beyond the cover. A sheet of parchment had been glued to the inside of the cover.

Twilight Sparkle took a closer look at the parchment and read over the writing, then her face lit up and she smiled broadly at her friends. "Ooor, better yet! Apparently the Princesses saw reason to give me a special spell for this.” Lifting the book and turning it around so the girls could see it, Twilight poked at the parchment with her hoof saying, “This is apparently a complex spell that allows me to turn the words from books into a visual representation of what goes on within. I’d love if it worked on any book, but Princess Celestia wrote here that it only works on a few, this being one of them.”

I guess it has something to do with how magical the text is. Either way, this is so much better than just reading it aloud! I’m a bit trepidatious about it all, though. The Princess didsay that this would not sit well with any of us.

The unicorn swallowed, then started gathering power in her horn to cast the spell, weaving and stitching it together not unlike Rarity doing the same with a dress. It’s not as hard as I think, just...tedious. Come on, Twilight, you can do this, I can’t let my friends down, they’re expecting me to complete this spell.

It took several long moments, all the while Twilight’s friends looked on, at first in expectation, then worry. Finally, Twilight released the spell and slouched over in magical exhaustion. The book before her glowed briefly, then reverted back to normal, which caused Rainbow Dash to raise an eyebrow.

“Did it work?” she asked. “I would love to be able to see what other ways we’ve used to kick Nightmare Moon’s flanks!” Standing on her rear hooves, Rainbow shadowboxed the air, then settled back down with a large grin plastered across her face. “Nightmare Moon was never a threat to us! Even Fluttershy could have taken her on with both hooves tied behind her back!”

“I-I’m not so sure about that, Rainbow... Twilight did say this was about how Nightmare Moon had won, not how we beat her again. I’m not sure if I want to see what happens to us...” Fluttershy replied demurely, turning her head aside to stare instead at the floor.

“I’m not sure I wish to either, Fluttershy. The Princesses said before I parted ways with them that it was imperative that I read this. Something about a new threat to Equestria. Why they couldn’t simply tell me about it, I have no idea, but the Princesses do work in mysterious ways,” Twilight gave a half-hearted shrug, then pulled the book closer and opened the cover. As she flipped the first page, she said, “On the other hoof, I can’t wait to see what happens. To know other realms of reali-EEP!”

Everypony let out a loud gasp when, just as Twilight flipped the page, the spell she had cast took effect. A cloud of magic rose from the tome, expanding until a spheroid bubble took up nearly the entire table, forcing the group of ponies to scoot back a short distance. Within, power swirled and formed currents within the sphere before coalescing into an image. Another gasp came from the throats of the ponies, as well as a collective shout, “Princess Celestia!?”

Indeed, suspended within the bubble was an image of their beloved Princess. She stood still for a moment before beginning to speak. “My little ponies, and my beloved and most faithful student, Twilight. If you are watching this now, then I must presume that my student has completed the spell I gave her in an admirable fashion. Few can pull it off, my student, even fewer without having hours of study. Twilight Sparkle, you are everything I could have asked for, everything I wanted, you are like a daughter to me...”

Once again, Twilight got the feeling that the Princess, even though she was just a recorded image, was hiding something, but that feeling was pushed aside upon being told she was like a daughter to the Princess. Shaking her head at the thought, Twilight continued to watch.

The image of the Princess sighed, and bowed her head, then raised it back up with a stern expression upon her face and a determined look about her. “I do not know when you are watching this; whether it is weeks, days, or even hours before the timewhen you must take action, but know, my student, my beloved, that what lies within these pages is a bitter pill to take. What happens in the end, more bitter still. There is a threat to Equestria far greater than Nightmare Moon ever was, and which may in fact have been the reason my sister’s Nightmare came to be.” The image of Celestia stamped a hoof, and her expression changed to one of sorrow. “Twilight Sparkle, my student, what I found will hit you hard, but it hit me far harder for the knowledge I have. We do not have much time, and circumstances may cause you to lose me, or me to lose you, but I believe in you and your friends to be able to help when the time comes, to help repel this new threat. May Erebus understand the full implications of his attack.”

The image of Celestia winked out, and Twilight and her friends stared wide-eyed at each other, chattering amongst themselves.

“Who’s Erebus?”

“Twilight, what did she mean about you and her?”

"...Pinkie... Whar did ya get that popcorn?”

“I made it while we were watching the Princess!”

“...I’m scared of what we’re about to see...”

“Fluttershy, you need to pony up and take life by the... Ummm... Applejack, does life have horns?”

“How the hay would ah know? Ah just lasso and ride it like every other pony!”

Twilight herself was deep in thought, ignoring her friends around her. Erebus... The name means Darkness, Shadow, the area between the Light and the Dark, the balance between the two... What did the Princess mean about her and me? She actually seemed worried about me, very worried... What if...

Yet again Twilight’s thoughts were interrupted, this time by the images coming together to show the beginning scenes of what the Princess had written of the alternate timeline. Nothing could have prepared any of the ponies for what they realized. It was through Nightmare Moon’s eyes.

Pinkie Pie commented quite swiftly on the situation, “Oooo, it’s getting good already! A movie through Black Snooty’s eyes!”

However, as they watched, excitement turned to sadness. The banishment of the Elements of Harmony; the subversion and enslavement of Twilight; even the total conversion of Canterlot’s populace. Only Twilight Sparkle amongst them all had read what Nightmare Moon could do; the rest of her friends only knew what Nightmare Moon had done on her return.

Looking around at her friends, Twilight could see that they each were blanched and lighter in color, even Pinkie Pie’s poofy mane and tail looked a bit deflated. Turning her attention back to the images, the lavender unicorn swallowed, her mind blank, unsure of what to think. It wasn’t as bad as the War of the Night, but this personally involved her.

As time wore on, the group of friends’ eyes grew wider, their complexions more pale, and even Pinkie Pie stopped her running commentary halfway through. There was nothing to laugh about, and the fact that they had all managed to dodge that crossbow bolt left a sour taste in their mouths. Twilight could not believe just how much could have gone wrong if Nightmare Moon had reached the Elements first.

They had just gotten to the part where Nightmare Moon was reminiscing, months after her takeover when the sound of hooves pounding frantically upon the library doors disrupted the ponies’ spellbound attentions. Twilight slammed the book shut, thus terminating the spell, and got up and shook herself from nose to tail. Just as she reached the door, however, it burst open to reveal a pale and panting Princess Luna.

“Princess!” Twilight gasped, bowing low before the alicorn and drawing the attention of the rest of her friends, who all proceeded to bow as well. “Oh dear, oh dear! If I knew you were coming, I’d ha-”

For a third time in the past few hours, Twilight was interrupted. Luna managed to gasp out, “No time for that, Erebus has struck, it’s got my sister! It took Celestia!”

Twilight could tell that Luna was on the verge of tears, and wouldn’t doubt that the Princess was holding them in to look stronger in front of her subjects. Suddenly terrified, not only for the Princesses, but also for her friends, the unicorn shakily turned around and yelled to them, “Girls! We must all get our Elements to help the Princesses to the greatest possible extent of our capa-”

“There’s no time!” Luna interrupted Twilight for the fourth time tonight, which seemed to have become a common occurrence throughout the evening. Everypony turned to stare at the Princess as she dashed into their midst. “That is time we don’t have, we must get to the Castle and try to find something there that can help! I have no doubt that my sister hid something in her chambers that should help us against Erebus.”

“But it’ll take hours for us to reach Cant-” Twilight started, just as Luna’s horn glowed brightly. All at once, there was a flash of light, a powerful tugging sensation, and then a discombobulation that the unicorn knew to be teleportation magic. The alicorn had teleported them all straight from Twilight’s library to Princess Celestia’s bedchambers.

Flattening her ears at being interrupted again, Twilight thought, Oh, why do I bother...

<<<Chapter 2 Chapter 4>>>

(A/N) I must thank my two new editors, Fifth Alicorn and Rhiiazami for their contributions to editing my fics. They have both apparently been long time fans of mine since Warmth for the Night and Solar Flare. I am glad to have them on the team. Now, in other news, while talking with them, I had discovered some parallels with Empty Room coming up. I want to make a disclaimer now, any and all parallels to that story are coincidences. I’m not the first to come up with some things, and neither is the author of that story. I’ll explain further when they pop up, but for now, I’ll say that while I was writing Solar Flare, I’ve had a want to further it with more background, it was always meant to be a story that had so much more to it than just what I wrote, and I’ve even dropped hints throughout my stories of what is to come. Once again, you’ll soon see what I mean, and I’ll explain my reasonings and wants behind why I wrote them. Can’t tell you now, of course. Spooooileeeers~ And yes, I AM taking my time, revealing the story bit by bit, so expect chapters that aren’t as long as Solar Flare, but will add up pretty quickly.

Chapter 4: Deceit

DEEP DARK

Chapter 4: Deceit

Written by Dragryphon

(Please read the Author’s Note when you have the chance.)

The disorientation of teleportation passed swiftly, leaving Luna, Twilight, and the rest of the gang recovering within the center of Princess Celestia’s bedchambers. Looking around, the Moon Princess could see nothing of note in plain view. The bed was made, and Philomena sat on her perch in the corner, curiously watching the group. The bookcase was in order, and the fire in the fireplace was kept perpetually going, giving the room a toasty feel.

“My sister will probably have words with me over this later, and probably all of you, too, but we need to find something that can help us against Erebus!” Luna spoke loudly to the group of ponies she had teleported with her. “My guess is that while the Elements have great power, they may not be enough to stop him. Twilight, check the bookcase, you know that like the back of your hoof... Rarity, check the bathing chambers... Erm...”

The Princess thought for a moment, I don’t really know the others well enough to tell them where to search... “The rest of you, spread out, but please do not mess up my sister’s bedchambers!” Looking around as the ponies scattered throughout the room and started to turn everything upside down, Luna groaned quietly to herself and slapped a hoof against her face. Celly’s going to kill me... This is for the greater good of Equestria, though, and to save my sister...

Taking another glance around the room, an idea struck the alicorn. Alright, whatever would be out of place or hidden would have to be immensely powerful, or at least magical in nature. What if I... Lowering her horn, Luna ignored the various commotions around her and instead focused upon a simple spell. The spell would display magical sources nearby and allow them to be easily found. The alicorn’s horn shimmered subtly before the spell was released, numerous objects around the chamber lighting up to her eyes.

I can ignore most of these objects, and... Oh dear... Is that...? Luna crept closer to her sister’s dresser and peered closely at its surface. Sitting there was something she had not seen in over a millennium. Resting on the dresser was a tiny figurine, obviously well worn and ancient. Luna hadn’t known her sister still had it. That tiny figurine of me she made when we were fillies... Her eyes teared up as she daintily picked it up in her hooves. It was glowing bright to her eyes, surrounded by numerous spells. Studying the spells, Luna could see it was magic to prevent the toy from degrading over the years.

A flush of happiness surged through the Princess, one of the few memories she still had of that time resurfacing...

“Do you like it, Luna?” Celestia asked, holding up the product of her efforts; a tiny toy alicorn, formed with wood, fabric, and actual hair from Luna’s mane. The two fillies were currently enjoying a day off from their training and schooling, using it to instead savor each other’s company as well as have a bit of fun with arts and crafts.

Luna, who had been working on a painting the entire time, glanced around her canvas and gasped in astonishment at the unfinished toy Celestia was holding up. Looking over the wooden doll, she noticed something peculiar, “Is... Is that me, Celly?”

Celestia nodded her head enthusiastically, then replied, “Of course it is, silly! I wanted to make something of my bestest sister! …You’re my only sister, but still, I love you just as much!”

The midnight blue alicorn blushed somewhat and looked out shyly from behind her mane, “Th-Thank you, Celly, this means a lot! …May I paint it for you? I would love to see it finished.”

Celestia looked thoughtful for a moment, then a large smile split her face, “Okay, but only if I get to see what you’ve been working so diligently on for the past few hours, Luna!”

“Well, ummm...” Luna looked away, then smiled and grasped her canvas and easel, turning them in place to reveal to her elder sister the art she’d been working on. “It’s not done, yet, but it soon will be, okay!” There, shown to both alicorn sisters was an idyllic portrait of their family. Celestia and Luna were hugging in the foreground, while Altair and Sol framed them lovingly to either side in the back. The portrait spoke volumes of their love for each other...

“Luna...” Celestia started, but paused, tears springing to her eyes. “It’s wonderful... I’m so proud of my little sister. Luna...”

“Princess Luna...”

“Princess Luna?” a voice interrupted, breaking the Moon Goddess out of her reverie. Luna swiftly slipped the toy into her mane and turned to the voice, noticing Twilight Sparkle at the bookcase, nearly all the books now scattered around herself in various organized piles. Around the rest of the room, however, everything was not so neatly torn apart. Ignoring that for now, the Princess rushed over to the bookcase and stared where Twilight was looking.

“I believe I’ve found something, Princess! It may be exactly what we’re looking for. I studied the compartment without opening it and discovered that it must go into the wall behind the bookshelf, specifically placed here to hide something of importance!” Twilight announced to the Princess, proud of her findings.

Indeed, to Luna’s eyes, the entire compartment glowed profusely with magic, as well as several inner glows, indicating several items hidden within. I would not doubt it, my sister probably has numerous items which we can use to stop Erebus, or for any number of other situations. She’s taken to thinking ahead and planning in advance for many things.

Using her magic, Luna easily disabled the magical lock keeping the compartment secure, then set the compartment cover aside, holding her breath in anticipation at what she may find within. They could be anything, really! Maybe something powerful like the Elements of Harmony, or a special weapon that shoots a spray of magical pellets that will pepper Erebus with hot lead! Or, or, maybe it could even be... She hovered a couple of the items out and looked over them. The shapes were familiar, however, and it took her a moment to realize what they were. Her face blushed fantastically, she glanced over at Twilight, who looked just as red in the face.

“Ummm, Princess?” Twilight said as she flushed a dark red. “I don’t think Princess Celestia would like us... messing with her...” Twilight coughed nervously... “...personal effects, especially those of, erm, that nature...”

“...I agree...” Luna replied quickly, shoving the items unceremoniously back into the compartment and ignoring the PlayColt magazines, and other assorted... reading materials, hidden beside them. “Let us never speak of this again, Twilight.”

“Agreed, Prin-” Twilight started, and then both ponies nearly had heart attacks as Pinkie Pie popped up behind them, glancing over at the open compartment. “Ooooh, did the Princess leave us a surprise? I love surprises! Can I see? Can I Can I Can I?” Pinkie Pie tossed her head to either side with each “Can I”, her bright eyes very nearly catching what lay within.

“NO!” Luna and Twilight yelled in unison, drawing the attention of the other Elements of Harmony before Twilight could hastily recover with, “It’s, erm, a surprise the Princess left that isn’t for us, and we weren’t supposed to see it! And as we weren’t supposed to see it, you’re not permitted to, either!” Immediately afterward, Twilight slammed the compartment closed and began levitating books over, stuffing them back into the bookcase, definitely not in the same order they were removed.

“Okie dokie lokie!” Pinkie replied with a grin, bouncing away, leaving Twilight to walk off, still blushing, to look elsewhere. Luna herself continued using her magesight to study the objects she could see, but they all looked like everyday objects, if enhanced with a bit of magic to be easier to use.

...There’s nothing here, at all... Everything here are things I already know of, everyday things, nothing spectacular! My dear sister, were we really caught so off guard that you had nothing planned? Luna wondered to herself, lowering her head while the room around her continued in its chaos. Determination sprung upon her face and, raising her head high, Luna announced into the room, “Enough of this madness, my little ponies, we must hurry to the throne room. I can feel my sister there right now.”

Ignoring Pinkie Pie’s “Madness? This is Sparta!” comment (Luna really had trouble keeping track of all these new provinces sometimes...), she marched herself out of her elder sister’s bedchambers, vowing to clean them up later once she had taken care of certain events. No matter how scared she may be of said events. I am glad I do not need to empty my bladder right now... Celly was always the brave one...

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“What do we do now?” Rainbow Dash asked to nopony in particular. The poorly prepared pack of particularly persistent ponies had found to their dismay that both sets of doors leading into the throne room and audience chambers were bolted shut and locked. Of course, this inconvenience would not stop them, as there were still the main palace doors as well as the stained glass windows and skylights of the throne room.

They were currently standing in front of the grand doors of the throne room, after having passed through hallways eerily quiet and empty. Not even the usual guards or maids were seen, which was peculiar in and of itself. My guess is the guards were killed or fled before Erebus, I would not blame them, and the maids have a fortunate habit of being able to hide until things blow over. Luna thought as she listened to the conversation behind her as well as tried to figure a way into the throne room. Something, or things, in there were radiating an immense amount of magic, and one of them was definitely her sister.

“Panic?” Fluttershy asked in reply, glancing up at the large double doors in trepidation from beneath her pink mane.

“That’s your answer for-” Rainbow stopped, then slapped her forehead with a hoof, realizing that they’d had that conversation before. “Ugh, Princess, is there any way we can get inside?”

“Patience, Rainbow. The Princess knows what she is doing... I hope.” Twilight ventured, batting the marble path with her hoof. “You do know what you’re doing, right?”

Luna was peering at Twilight when she suddenly heard the double doors swing open. Whipping her head around so fast she swore she got whiplash, Luna blinked and her mouth dropped open as a particular pink party pony passed out through the doors. “H-How... How...” Luna stammered.

Bouncing on past the Moon Princess to join her friends, Pinkie Pie’s bubbly reply came, “It was just a hop, skip, and a jump! Anypony could do it, Princess!”

The group of ponies progressed past the Princess, mostly ignoring her flabbergasted look. One in particular, Applejack, Luna recalled, placed a hoof upon her shoulder and shook her head, “Best not ta try to understand ‘er, Princess. She’s Pinkie Pie.” She left the hoof there for a moment before herself proceeding into the open doorway.

The gasp of Twilight and her friends, as well as the collective “Princess Celestia!” broke Luna from her astonishment, breaking into a gallop to enter the audience chambers. Just as she entered, however, the doors slammed shut behind her and, startling her, she let out a loud ‘Eeep!’, a magical barrier sprung into place to prevent escape.

The doors were not what had the mixed group of ponies frozen in place. Oh, no, it was the sight of Princess Celestia which stopped them dead in their tracks. Luna‘s heart wrenched as she stopped to take in the details of the sight before her. Celestia was suspended in midair above the raised throne, held by countless obsidian strands reminiscent of a spider’s web. The stygian, tar-like substance nearly covered her entire body in a tenebrous carapace, leaving only her head exposed. Her exposed visage radiated brilliant sunlight as the immense magical energies of the sun coursed through her, and her horn shone several magnitudes brighter than Luna had ever seen it before, an effulgent beacon of light in the oppressive darkness. The celestial alicorn’s eyes were open wide, unseeing and coated by a film of the magics flowing through her body.

No... sister... “Celly!” Luna cried out, as she sprinted down the length of the red carpet while the others followed her. She stopped halfway when she noticed Celestia’s head move ever so slightly.

“Luna...? Sister? What are you doing here? I am unable to see you... I am doing all I can to hold Erebus back!” Celestia announced weakly into the room, her eyes roaming uselessly behind the film of magic, attempting to see through her blindness.

The chambers immediately grew cold, and Luna swore the light coming through the windows and skylights dimmed, yet somehow Celestia’s horn kept the area near her brightly lit. “It is good that you have returned, Luna of Trelaria. And I notice you have brought guests.” One moment, the throne was empty, the next, Erebus was sitting upon it.

The midnight blue alicorn was about to answer when a rainbow blur streaked by her, then suddenly stopped in midair, her tail comically stretched out like cotton candy. “Hey! You! Get off our Princess’ throne and let her free!” Rainbow Dash shouted at the monstrosity.

Behind her, Applejack had the tip of Rainbow’s tail in her teeth with a long suffering look upon her face, mumbling, “ ‘o ‘h ha’e pu mu ‘his ere’y ‘ime, ‘ain’ow?” This sounded suspiciously like, “Do I have to do this every time, Rainbow?”

“I see. I would recognize their power anywhere. You brought the Elements with you.” Raising a rancid hoof, Erebus pointed it at the group of ponies. Upon their necks, their Element necklaces sprung into being, while Twilight’s crown settled upon her head. “They would never work against their creator. They were created to bring balance, and I am balance incarnate.”

“N-No! They followed me, worried for their monarch!” Luna endeavored to bluff. “I still have no clue what I am making a decision for! I have never seen Trelaria in all my life, nor what I am allegedly meant to hold a throne over!” I certainly hope this works. I can’t keep putting things off, I have to find some way to stop Erebus before I run out of time!

Twilight and the rest of the girls were now staring at her in confusion, but Luna waved them off with a hoof despite this. “Indeed. Then I shall give you a device that will allow you to see what you rule over. I warn you, it is not meant for the living outside of your race, I do not advise bringing your... friends.” The abomination’s horn darkened, as a dark aura emanated from it. At Luna’s hooves, a pitch black sphere appeared, then floated up into the air and slipped into her mane for safe keeping.

“I... shall remember that,” the alicorn stammered, looking aside so as to avoid Erebus’ gaze.

Lowering its hoof, Erebus’ head moved slightly to scan its gaze across the gathered ponies. “I digress. It seems your beloved ruler has been keeping things from her subjects. Including her own dear sister, I should say.”

“No...” Celestia managed to get out, “I will not reveal State Secrets to anypony who is not sanctioned to know of them!” Her head began thrashing to and fro, showing she was trying to escape her bindings.

“Have you never wondered why your technology is a conglomerate? Why it seems to have holes where things should be? What about the fact that few non-pony species live in Equestria? Maybe a gryphon here or there, visiting, a dragon sleeping within its borders, but never any actual settlements? Or, that your dear Princess has a...”

Celestia’s movements became frantic, as well as her cries for Erebus to cease, yet it was not to be, as he continued to speak. “...a daughter?”

“What!?” Luna cried as the girls around her gasped and mumbled to each other, Twilight herself only looking confused and hurt.

Celestia ceased her struggles, hanging her head and shutting her eyes, muttering, “Please, I do what I must, Equestria comes first, and even what I did for my daughter was for the best... Please do not tell them who it is...”

“You have hidden secrets away for far too long, Celestia of Equestria. Your daughter will know who she is, either by my mouth, or yours. Is that not right, Twilight, Daughter of Celestia? She who was Celestia of Equestria’s heir, and yet is no longer such? A mother will go to extreme lengths to ensure her daughter‘s survival, will she not?” Erebus pointedly asked, his head swiveling up to stare at Celestia with empty sockets. The humor in his voice was unmistakable. He was now ignoring Luna and the others’ reactions, focusing entirely upon Celestia. The Princess of the Sun had her head bowed as low as it could go while tears streamed down her face.

Luna, meanwhile, was stunned, her mouth hanging open at the implications of Erebus’ accusations. I... I have a niece...? When...? How...? Why... is she a unicorn? This cannot be possible... The Princess forgot about her fear, instead lost entirely in thought about how Twilight could be her sister’s daughter. It would explain the immense magical prowess, though... but she is nowhere near the strength of an alicorn... I can figure this out, I can do this, I may be the artist, but I also like science, too! Come on, Luna...

Behind Luna, all of Twilight’s friends were staring at the stunned unicorn with open mouths. Twilight’s pupils were tiny and had a faraway look to them while she could be heard babbling to herself, “I... I'm ...daughter? Princess Celestia... mother? I’m a unicorn! This... can’t be... I have parents... I’m her faithful student, yes, yes, this is all a dream, or nightmare... Ohhh... I don’t know what to think! I’d love to be Celestia’s daughter, but... Everything changes!”

Her friends, however, were thrilled and worried in equal shares.

“Oh! I know! We need a party for the new Princess!”

“Sugarcube, are you alright? Ah mean, you’re our friend an’ all, but ah didn’t know you were royalty, Twi-, er... Princess.”

“Oh, Darling! This changes everything! A Princess, our friend and in our own town! Oh dear, I’ll have to make all sorts of preparations! So many ideas to create! Oh, we’ll even have to modify dresses for when you get wings, of course!”

“Wings? You mean she’ll get wings!? Yes! I’ll teach you how to fly, Twilight! And then you can help me get into the Wonderbolts! This is so awesome!”

“Twi-Twilight? A P-Princess? Oh dear, oh dear... I-I’m sorry, Twilight, for not being the best friend I could be... Oh, Fluttershy, you’re such a bad friend...”

A soft, yet stern voice broke through everypony’s conversation, drawing all eyes to the throne, and the alicorn suspended above it. “....Twilight is not a Princess. I was forced to take that title, and the title of Heir from her many years ago. She may be my daughter, but that is it. I had to make the hardest of decisions a mother and a ruler could ever make...” Celestia’s head was still hung low, her eyes tightly shut, and yet, despite seeming helpless in such a position, she still held a commanding presence, enough to keep even her own sister silent while she listened.

“I kept this from everypony for centuries, because I could not face the decisions I had to make, but, I will tell you what happened, now that a certain monstrosity has given you the truth...” Celestia sighed, then continued. “A few centuries ago, I wanted a foal of my own to care for. There were no stallions that I wished to spend my life with, but there was one unicorn, my Captain of the Guard, who I felt would not only give me a pleasurable night, but would allow me to bear a strong foal. I propositioned him, explaining my thoughts and desires, as well as the fact that he would have no responsibility to the foal, nor to me, other than being my Captain. He accepted. With magic as powerful as mine, I easily made sure I would bear...”

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“Please, let me see my foal.” Princess Celestia pleaded to the nurses tending to her after the lengthy and intense labor the alicorn had just gone through. The Princess’ normally billowing and voluptuous mane currently lay disheveled and still over the sides of the hospital bed while her coat shone with a thick sheen of sweat. Celestia’s breathing was hard, for, after all, she had just gone through a few days of labor, and before that, several years of pregnancy. It wasn’t the first time that she cursed an alicorn’s tendency to stretch everything out like a rubber band.

The length of the pregnancy was necessary, however, to allow time for the magical energies an alicorn sustained to accumulate within her unborn foal. While alicorns were also supposed to be resistant to pain, the days-long labor did little to reinforce this notion for the Sun Goddess.

Regardless, Celestia glanced pleadingly over at the nurses, who had immediately taken her foal away to get it cleaned. I never even got to see my foal, I was in the wrong position to do so. I don’t even know if it is a colt or filly... Please, Sol and Altair, let my foal be healthy... Celestia currently lay upon her stomach as a nurse dismantled the device that kept Celestia’s tail raised out of the way, while also spreading her rear legs. It was incredibly uncomfortable to be in the birthing position, however, she had done it at the doctors’ behest.

Hissing in still remembered pain as Celestia’s legs were permitted to go back beneath her and a second nurse cleaned her up, the doctor she had asked peered back in the direction they had taken her foal and shook his head. “I am sorry, your Majesty, but your daughter is currently being cleaned and checked for any issues. I am sure they will return her shortly.”

In fact, just as he finished speaking, a pair of nurses came back into the room, one levitating her daughter while the other held a clipboard. A daughter, I have a daughter! Oh, Sol and Altair, you’re grandparents! If only you could be here right now... And Luna... Turning onto her side and suppressing a wince of pain, as there was only so much that magic, immortality, and drugs could do for foalbirth, Celestia reached out with her forelegs as the nurses gently placed her foal within them.

With a wide smile, the nurse nodded to her Princess and giggled, “We congratulate you on your perfectly healthy foal, Princess! Usually, we require the mother to recuperate for a time before we take details down, but I guess you’re not a normal pony, so we can do them now while you’re with your daughter, if you wish.”

Pulling her infant to her chest, Celestia tentatively made use of her magic to pull aside the blanket covering her daughter. Magic had been touch and go for most of the several years of her pregnancy, especially near the time of her labor, and she’d needed varying numbers of attendants to get anything done at times.

The second nurse drew near and began to fill out a form upon the clipboard, then raised her head to stare at the alicorn. “Daughter’s name, please, your Majesty?”

My daughter’s name... Celestia thought, beaming down at her foal with nothing but love. The filly’s lavender coat shone brightly in the austere white confines of the infirmary room, and a patch of pink and violet mane peeked out from under the cowl near the filly’s tiny nub of a horn. More night than day. The sun has set on my previous life, and now, I have a foal, who brings the dawn to a new day. I shall name her...

“Twilight. Her name is Twilight.” Twilight, my beloved daughter...

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A few more days had gone by before the nurses and doctors had given their Princess a clean bill of health and had released her from the infirmary with strict orders to take it easy. For now, Celestia had plenty of time to bond with Twilight while her ministers and Council took care of everything. At the moment, the Sun Princess lay in her plush bed, looking over Twilight’s birth certificate and thinking back to the questions that were asked. Some of course had been necessary, while others were more... personal.

I nearly burst out laughing when I told them there was no father. I told Iron Horn he would not be responsible for any of this, and I will uphold my promise. I swear, by now most of the city thinks I gave immaculate birth. As if! I’m anything but! Even I have my needs. Celestia chuckled inwardly at that thought, then set the certificate aside to instead smile down at the foal curled up against her side. Why they needed to know if I was going to breast or formula feed her, only a doctor could know. I guess they need to know every detail of how I will care for my foal. I swear half the palace staff has been on hand for me the past day, or trying to give me advice on how to care for her.

Celestia shook her head, leaning her head down to nuzzle along Twilight’s back, the filly shifting in her sleep and making what Celestia thought sounded like a content sound. I’ve heard foals were noisy, messy creatures, and yet, not once has my daughter cried, or really been messy. Maybe alicorn foals are different, because I haven’t needed to put Twilight in a nappysince we returned. She lets me know when she needs to go...

Peering curiously down at her daughter, Celestia’s gaze exuded nothing but love. She had been gifted with a new life, and all the trouble of the past few years, and the past several days, with the pregnancy and labor melted away as she watched over her slumbering infant.

She will be my Heir, the light of my day, my Sol. She won’t fully grow until after I pass the crown to her, of course, like my parents did with us, but she will have plenty of time to enjoy life, to grow to love everypony as I do. I will get to see her grow, to learn and cherish. I will teach her everything I know of magic, of how to fly and the experience of flying.

She will be my everything...

And yet, many things are not meant to be. Life is never fair. Even for the benevolent ruler of a land.

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The days, then months passed, and Twilight grew. No longer a newborn, she was still just as much of a hoofful as she had been at birth. However, just like any mother, especially a ruler, Celestia’s life had to continue moving on. While she had competent ministers, they were unable to govern in her stead for lengthy periods of time, forcing Celestia to leave her filly in the care of the castle nursery, a place castle workers could bring their colts and fillies to have designated nannies watch over them.

Celestia did not wish to return to her duties, instead wanting to spend her time with her daughter, but also did not wish to have her in the day care. While Twilight was not a filly prone to crying, except the time or two she managed to get a scrape, she would definitely make her demands known, as any foal does. This left Celestia with little time to sleep, and very tired most days.

In some ways, the return to duty was relaxing, but also stressful in others. The amount of paperwork she needed to go through, the decisions she had to put off as they were not important enough to disturb the new mother, and of course changes that needed to be made, proclamations, meetings with diplomats and various appointments were almost overwhelming. At times, the Princess felt like she would rather deal with several newborns than the day-to-day events of the country.

It was during one of these appointments that she was meeting with her main Adviser regarding the course of the next several events, as well as various things she had asked for. One of which being an examination of Twilight by the leading professors and minds of her School for Gifted Unicorns.

“...quite healthy and normal for a filly of her age. We cannot say as yet what her special talent will be, of course, unless she takes over for you when you step down,” he explained while seated upon a large cushion in front of her desk. They were currently ensconced within the Princess’ personal study, bookcases lining both of the side walls, while her desk lay in the back near the floor-to-ceiling windows, a nice late-Spring breeze blew in from one of the open windows. The desk in front of her, while ornate and built with care, certainly could not be seen as such, not with the tall stacks of parchment spread to either side of her to be looked over. It was going to be a long week.

“Continuing on, her Magical Aptitude Grade, from the tests that we performed to determine how much power she can be expected to have, is quite astonishing. I believe she may surpass even you, Princess. We can expect many good things out of her when she matures,” the adviser droned, reading straight from the paper he was hovering in front of himself. As boring as Celestia found his report, listening to him drone on about current events, things that needed to be done, and his stern disapproval of taking time off to raise her foal, the Sun Princess had to at least act like she was paying attention, until she actually did so upon hearing the news of Twilight.

“That’s quite good news amongst all the bad and mediocre, Quill Pen, thank you for your terse explanations. You may leave now.” Celestia said, taking several glances over the work she had yet to do and giving a heartfelt sigh. She missed her daughter. The past several days of her return to being the ruler of Equestria were dull without her around. Maybe I should bring her with me, as long as she isn’t too much trouble. A foal is quite endearing to many ponies and often brightens the mood, as well as relaxes them. Could be worth a try when I meet some of my next appointments. In fact, at that moment the Princess imagined the dragon diplomat going ‘Whooshe a kewt widdle pony? You are! YOU are!’

The hours passed and Celestia managed to make a noticeable dent in the piles of paperwork upon her desk. She did not have to worry about daily court, at least not for another week, while a diplomat had canceled his appointment later in the day due to extenuating circumstances involving a pie. I should at least make an appearance later. To show all my little ponies that I still exist and am quite well, Celestia thought as she stamped her seal upon a document that had required her reading and approval.

Turning her head, something in the distance caught her eye. The Bringer of Day could see a group of Pegasus Guards drilling in the sky near one of the towers. Daydreaming somewhat, Celestia imagined tutoring Twilight in the ways of flight, at first building up her endurance, then lengthy training flights, and finally, during their free time, entire adventures, showing her daughter the beauty of the world and skies, just like Sol had done with her and Luna.

The desperate pounding and quick opening of her study’s doors drew the Princess out of her daydreaming. Gracefully turning her head, she noticed one of the nannies from the nursery gasping for breath and in an obvious state of panic.

Her eyes widened in shock, as it could only mean one thing; Celestia opened her mouth to ask what was wrong when the nanny gasped out, “Princess, your Majesty, I’m terribly sorry to bother you, but your daughter has collapsed in the nursery! She’s been taken to the infirmary and I was sent to g-”

By that point, Celestia had jumped up and galloped out of her study, the nanny yeeping in fright and jumping back lest she be bowled over. What she was saying forgotten, the nanny followed the sprinting alicorn as best as she could, but eventually lost too much ground.

Nononononononononono... was the only thought Celestia could hold in her mind, fear for her daughter overriding her other senses as she weaved through shocked ponies walking the castle’s halls. Even at her full speed, it took her several minutes to get to the infirmary, bursting into the chambers and immediately heading for the room in which she could sense her daughter‘s presence.

Various doctors and nurses were moving in and out of the room steadily, some shaking their heads, while others looked confused about the situation. Celestia pushed past a doctor currently exiting, eliciting a glare from him until he realized at whom it was directed; the worried mother dashed straight to her daughter’s bedside. Within the bed, Twilight looked like such a tiny speck of color in the sea of white cloth. The poor alicorn foal was shivering beneath the blanket, yet when Celestia laid a hoof upon Twilight’s forehead, she could feel the filly’s body heat burning her up. That wasn’t the most worrying thing, though. Twilight’s nub of a horn was also sparking. Not glowing, but crackling with unreleased power. What’s wrong with her... Celestia wondered worriedly.

“What’s wrong with her? What’s wrong with my filly!?” the mother asked, and then demanded, looking frantically around the room as the several doctors and nurses turned their heads away from her gaze, or stared sheepishly at other portions of the most interesting white infirmary room. Celestia was about to raise her voice, something she rarely ever did when a meek cough came from behind her. Turning, with tears streaming down her eyes, she noticed one of the nurses standing behind her with a sheaf of papers under her wing.

“P-Princess, I... We don’t know what’s wrong with Princess Twilight.” The pegasus nurse was visibly shivering in the presence of the distressed alicorn, terrified of what Celestia might do when she heard the news. “W-We have ponies looking through the infirmary archives right now for anything that might match the symptoms. I’m s-sorry, we just don’t know much about alicorns, Highness!”

With a sigh and a forlorn glance at Twilight, the Princess began to speak. Celestia’s reply was so soft that the nurse had to lean in to hear what was being said, “Send a message to the Ministers and Council. I declare I am having an emergency and must temporarily defer power to them for the time being while this is sorted out...”

“Yes, Princess.”

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It was a few days before any sort of answer came to Celestia. The entire time had been spent at Twilight’s bedside, with no improvement in her condition. It was also the only time she had seen her daughter cry for an extended period of time, even going so far as to scream from the pain. Everypony in the infirmary was on edge, and doctors from around Equestria had been brought in to see what could be done for her. Sadly, nothing worked, and even pain blocking magics could barely suppress the filly’s agony, sleep seeming to be her only refuge from it, and even then, just barely.

The Sun Goddess, not so much so anymore, (she felt more like a powerless pony than the ruler of an entire land and an immortal no less), refused to allow anypony else care for her filly. The Princess herself, no matter how much anypony argued or seemed shocked at her doing such things, fed Twilight, changed her bed-linens, and bathed her. She only allowed the doctors near her daughter when they needed to try a treatment or study her symptoms.

After a few days, however, Celestia’s hope was waning, and she was half-draped over Twilight’s bed, deep in thought. This is my punishment for fighting and banishing my own sister... My punishment for the things I’ve done in my life for Equestria... A ruler must either keep their morals and ruin their country, or encourage their country to prosper while throwing their morals out the window. I try the best I can to be the best pony I can, but even so, I must make decisions for the greater good of Equestria... The life of an immortal, to feel nothing but loss, even with the ones closest to me... My friends... My sister... My daughter... Luna will return to me soon, but... Will I lose my daughter to gain Luna?

The door creaked open behind the Princess, though she ignored it, being too immersed in her thoughts and depression to notice. A doctor came into the room, then gently shut the door behind him, hovering several sheets of preserved parchment before him. Noticing the alicorn’s position before him, he offered a polite cough, startling Celestia from her thoughts and causing her to turn her head to stare at him.

He bowed low before holding the parchments up into the air in front of her, “We may have found something, Princess, pertaining to the current situation.” Celestia took the parchments with her own magic, her tear-stained eyes skimming down the records. “We believe this may be what’s called Sorceptobia, an illness that strikes only alicorns.”

Celestia stayed silent, keeping her ears open as she read through the medical records, which seemed to involve several dates. “The records indicate that the last recorded case was when your lost sister was a young filly. Sorceptobia is a buildup of the immense magical energies within an alicorn’s body. It can be cured within a week simply by constant magical use through the horn. However, from the records, it seems to strike young alicorns only, and it seems that with your Twilight is the youngest that has been struck. Symptoms include an intense fever, chills, overwhelming fatigue, and intense agony. To say the least, the magic’s burning her up from the inside out.”

The doctor looked saddened, then stepped over to the filly’s bed, peering down at her with concern. “She is too young to have use of her still-growing horn, and while I would suggest numerous alternatives to that treatment, such as siphoning off the energies, I am afraid to say that they would either irrevocably damage her still-growing mind and body, or outright kill her... I am sorry, your Majesty, there is nothing we can do for her... We are going to lose her...”

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I must be strong, I have to be strong! For Equestria, for me... for Twilight... Celestia demanded of herself as she closed the chamber and settled the decorative tapestry over the entrance. To anypony else, that is all it would be, a tapestry and white wall. To her, it would be her daughter’s prison, or even her tomb with a special spell set into the wall that would only let the Sun Goddess pass through. Within the chamber, Twilight, her daughter and Heir, floated in midair in a time-stopping stasis field, numerous spells having become the filly’s only friends.

Staring defiantly at the chamber wall and tapestry, thought still roiled within the Princess’ head. I will find a way to cure you, my beloved, my only daughter. No matter how long it takes,be it days, months, or even years, I will do it, even if it means I have to sacrifice a part of myself to do so.

And so Celestia set out to find a cure for her ailing and time-locked filly, devoting all her personal time and many sleepless nights to finding a cure for Twilight. In between ruling her lands and spending time talking and reading to Twilight within the chamber, even though she knew the filly couldn’t hear her, the alicorn used everything at her disposal.

First, it was days; then weeks passed; months flew by; and finally the time turned into years, decades... centuries. At first, Celestia’s hopes were high. She had numerous spells she could potentially use to cure her daughter, but the doctor had been right. Anything she used on such a young foal could or would ultimately disable or even kill her.

After the first decade, Celestia did something she had only done a couple other times. She went to the Core of Canterlot Castle. Not to save her filly, but to make others forget. The constant reminders society gave her were not helping her mental state, and she felt it best, as a grieving mother, to allow everypony to forget. She may not have been in the right state of mind at the time, but what mother would be at the prospect of losing her foal and being reminded everyday of her failures? Using the Core, Celestia concocted the spell. The spell to force Equestria and all lands on this side of the Deep Dark to forget. Ponies and other creatures’ minds were wiped of the existence of Twilight, and documentation became illegible, changed, or vanished altogether. A grieving mother’s unreasonable decision...

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The thousandth Summer Sun Celebration was quickly approaching, as was Luna and her Nightmare’s return. Not but a hoofful of years remained, and still Twilight’s affliction had not been cured. In fact, Celestia’s failure to help her filly was forcing her to consider drastic spells. One in particular seemed the most promising in theory, but was irreversible and would rob the Princess of her heir, of her daughter. Yet, Twilight would live, free and unsickened.

For months after considering the spell, Celestia could only think about two things. Luna’s return, and that single spell. All other spells had failed, either failures in and of themselves, or because they would have severely damaged, or even killed her filly. This was unacceptable, and yet, the only spell that could theoretically work would force her to give up her filly.

Several months later, Celestia finally made her decision. With a heavy heart, the alicorn stepped through the tapestry and wall to stare up at her daughter, floating peacefully in eternal slumber until she could be released from her affliction. Be strong, my heart, one of us has to be strong... Dropping the spells that had imprisoned her filly for centuries, Celestia choked back a sob. While the chamber was hidden, a curious pony may still come to investigate, and she did not wish that to happen. Grasping Twilight gently with her magic, the Princess deposited her into a pile of linens, and wrapped them around the sickly and sleeping foal.

Then, pushing ahead lest she never be able to let her foal go, Celestia carefully laid the framework of the spell, checking her work several times over. The slightest mistake could instead kill her filly, and she had never performed the spell before. Satisfied with the work, Celestia laid the spell over Twilight, flinching as the alicorn filly stirred in her sleep and made a grimace of pain. Don’t worry, my beloved, you will be well soon... Once the spell was ready, the Sun Goddess poured her magic into it, silent tears sliding down her cheeks as she felt the filly before her physically changing within the linens. Twilight’s wings vanished, along with her Earth Pony and Pegasus characteristics, then followed her magic. The Princess, with a heavy heart, drained the magic from her daughter, allowing her to keep enough to be an exceptional unicorn, as that was all her daughter now was.

A unicorn.

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One night. One last night. That is how long Celestia gave herself to be with her filly before she would have to give Twilight up. Any longer and I risk never letting her go... I wish the same happy, graceful facade I show the world could be applied right now... Twilight will of course need a new set of parents who will love her just as much as I do. The alicorn stared lovingly, and yet heartbreakingly, down at the sleeping foal curled up against her alabaster coat, sleeping off the worst effects of not only her illness, but also the spell.

I can’t just leave her with anypony, she needs a family I can trust, who won’t neglect her. I’d raise her myself if it weren’t for the political repercussions. There are plenty of things that can and will go wrong if I raise a unicorn filly... Sometimes I despise politics. The Princess sighed and stretched, then curled up tightly around her foal. The night was quiet, even more so within the Princess’ bedchambers. Celestia stared into the corner of her room, where a perch sat with a sleeping phoenix upon it. Philomena was a bird she had met a couple centuries ago, helping her keep her grief in check.

No, I know who can adopt you, my dawn, my Twilight. A couple old friends of mine...

The next day, before the noon Court, a unicorn couple was ushered into a private audience chamber to meet their Princess, unsure of what would be taking place. The summons had come out of the blue in the early morning, leaving them little time to get themselves ready for a personal audience. No, whatever it had to be was quite serious for it to be this sudden.

The Princess had her well-practiced facade upon her face, showing a brave and happy demeanor to the two unicorns as they entered the chamber. Smiling to the two unicorns, one of which was Star Sparkle, a mare who had gone to her school and had become, while not a close friend of the Princess, still at least a very well acquainted friend. She was also sterile, or so her records seemed to indicate.

After some general chatting and greetings, while Star Sparkle’s husband looked on in confusion, the question and reason for the audience finally came to light. “Now, I am to understand that you have been looking to adopt, my little ponies?”

The shocked expressions upon the unicorns’ faces not only told Celestia everything, but also managed to amuse her in her grim mood, followed by their slow nodding in confirmation. “I have been looking for a home for a certain filly for a while now. However, I wanted the parents to be ponies I could trust.” Turning her head, Celestia raised a basket from behind her and brought it to the front, showing a bundled and sleeping lavender unicorn infant within.

“Her name is Twilight, and she won’t remember me when she wakes. I care greatly for her, and I want to see her go to a good home,” the Princess explained, barely managing to keep her eyes from tearing up as she spoke.

Star Sparkle looked down at the sleeping filly with astonishment, then confusion. “Is... Is this your daughter, your majesty?” she bewilderingly asked.

Celestia chuckled, even though her heart had stopped, “No, Star Sparkle, alicorns have alicorn foals. Twilight is a unicorn, her parents have her out for adoption, as they are unable to care for her.” Not a complete lie...

Lowering her head to their level, Celestia continued her explanation, “I am offering her to the both of you first of all. If you wish to raise her, I will take care of the paperwork and get you a birth certificate. Just one thing, my little ponies. Do not let her know that her parents had to give her up. You conceived and birthed her. You raised her. You are her parents. That is all she needs to know, Mister and Missus Sparkle.”

Star Sparkle stared thoughtfully down at the foal, then turned to her husband, whispering to him in hushed conversation. For several minutes they faintly discussed before turning back to the Princess. Star took the basket in her magic and raised it to her chest, then bent her head down to kiss Twilight upon the forehead. “She will be our Twilight Sparkle.”

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Years later, late in a summer afternoon, Celestia was going over her School for Gifted Unicorns’ newest report. Graduations, supply requisitions, the usual accident and damage reports. Those were always amusing to read. Most ‘accidents’ were more pranks than anything. Turning your teacher into a flowerpot, trying a ‘love’ spell to get the colt or filly your eyes are on. Sometimes even the normal pranks a student will get up to, something she enjoyed hearing about. Anything meant to be vindictive or painful, however, was quickly punished. Another thing she enjoyed reading was the report on all up and coming Entrance Exams, as well as the results of previous exams. The list was short this time, but there were still several names upon it, as well as their written entrance exam results and family history.

Let’s see. Noble pony shoving his colt into the school. Horrendous written test scores, plus his attitude seems to show he does not wish to be there. That one will get denied pretty quickly on the final decision. Two more Noble families putting their fillies into the school, promising results. Oh... Oh my... Twi-

“Twilight Sparkle...?” Celestia repeated incredulously. The name on the list was of course one she had expected to eventually see, but which surprised her nonetheless. At first, Star Sparkle had sent her reports of her progress, but those had eventually tapered off and died. Checking the Filly’s background, it was in front of her eyes in black and white. Daughter of Star Sparkle. Her written test results were extraordinary, far higher than most fillies and colts her age. Her personality is one of an avid reader with a studious nature, anti-social, spending all her time in a book. Shows a great aptitude for magic. It’s her... It’s really her... My daughter has grown up to be a scholar... I think it is time I sat in on another potential student’s test. Let’s see, the time for Twilight’s scheduled test is...In ten minutes!? Alright, I have time, I can get there in time.

Ten minutes later, however, Princess Celestia wasn’t even halfway there, not only had a couple of her ministers stopped her, but she couldn’t exactly rush to the School. A Princess must be serene and take her time in the eyes of her ponies. She was already late when she came within sight of the school up ahead. Suddenly, a rainbow arc spread across the sky, accompanied by a sonic boom, startling Celestia. At that moment, a large burst of magical energies shot out of one of the School’s tower chambers, and the head of a dragon burst through the roof. Oh dear... I think it may just be time I did rush!

Several thoughts coursed through her head as she ran into the school, past numerous startled ponies who gaped at their Princess in such a rush. Ignoring them, she ran up the stairs, wondering if it was another practical joke, a spell gone wrong, or a very angry pony. The moment she entered the room, however, she saw several things. One, the teachers were running one of their magical aptitude tests. Two, the dragon was still a hatchling, albeit a massive one. Three, there were two curious potted plants. And four, amidst it all hovered a lavender unicorn releasing uncontrolled bursts of raw magic.

Celestia’s breath caught in her throat and her heart nearly stopped. Twilight looked the same as she had as a foal, though grown into a small filly. Daintily walking over to the floating and distressed unicorn filly, Celestia gently placed a hoof upon her shoulder.

Twilight turned and noticed who was looking down at her, then realized what she was doing. The magic faded from her body and released the filly from its grasp, lowering her back to the floor. Around Celestia, the four previously hovering teachers were set back down upon the floor, the hatchling returned to his normal, and adorable size. And the two potted plants changed back into unicorns the Princess knew so well.

“Twilight Sparkle...” Celestia started.

“Oh, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean...” Twilight interrupted, yet Celestia plowed on ahead with her words.

“You have a very special gift, I don’t think I’ve ever come across a unicorn with your raw abilities,” Celestia announced, amazed at how much of her magic Twilight had retained from being an alicorn.

“Huh?” the filly replied, bewildered.

“But you need to learn to tame these abilities through focused study.”

“Huh!?”

“Twilight Sparkle, I’d like to make you my own personal protegé here at the school,” the Princess offered. I can have my daughter back, maybe not as such, but I can still teach her magic... I can have my Twilight back...

“Huh!?”

“Well?” Celestia asked the confused filly, wanting to laugh at the expression upon Twilight’s face.

Twilight turned to look at her parents, who nodded until Celestia swore their necks would break.

“Yeeeees!”

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The entire throne room was silent except for the breathing of the astonished group of ponies on the receiving end of the story. Luna was at a loss for words. Even my own sister never told me any of this, that she had a daughter, of what happened to that daughter, of... her daughter saving me, not once, but twice...

At times throughout the story, one or another of the group of ponies had tried to interrupt Celestia, but had been ignored as she continued her explanation. Somehow, once again, Pinkie Pie had managed to produce a tub of popcorn from somewhere, leading Luna to believe that she must secretly be a unicorn to do all the things the Moon Goddess had seen so far. Random teleporting? Conjuration of items? And from Twilight’s letters to Celestia, numerous other things.

“I’m so sorry, my daughter... I did what I had to do...” came the voice of the figure suspended above the throne.

There were so many questions Luna wished to ask of her sister, and she bet Twilight and her friends had just as many. However Erebus seemed to have a different idea. “I do believe it is time for you to leave, Luna of Trelaria. You and your... friends.” He stepped down from Celestia’s throne, slowly making his way toward the group of ponies. “You have so much to pack for, to prepare for. You are, after all, going to Trelaria to see that which you rule over. You will be leaving now.”

“W-What!?” Luna gasped, snapping out of her thoughts. “No! There is still so much I have to discuss with my sister!”

Around her, other protests came from Twilight’s friends, but the lavender unicorn herself remained silent. “What in tarnation? Heck no, we came here ta save th’ Princess!”

“Oh yeah? I’d like to see you try and send us away!”

“Pffft! You can’t do anything to us, big meany mean pants!”

“Twilight...? Darling? Are you alright? I know it’s a lot to take in, but we need you right now...”

“...Now means now. I will see you again when you have your answer, Luna of Trelaria.” Erebus’ horn began to emit a dark aura, and the same aura surrounded the group of ponies, collecting around them before vanishing, taking them along with it.

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Even with her head hung as low as it could go, Celestia could just barely see her younger sister, her daughter, and the rest of the Elements of Harmony wink out. Just as she was about to demand to know where they had gone, Erebus spoke to her. “Luna of Trelaria is bluffing for time, Celestia of Equestria. She will soon understand that time ran out ages ago.”

Celestia ground her teeth and raised her head, glaring unseeing daggers at the abomination standing within her throne room. “She will find a way to defeat you, Erebus! The Champions will come, as they always do. When I am freed from this prison, you will feel the full force of the power of the Sun!”

“Or so you think. Time has run out for you, Celestia. I have enjoyed our little power struggle, but now, I shall make you mine, in place of your sister. You have proven to be a more valuable asset alive than dead.” For a moment, Celestia could have sworn she saw Erebus’ bony face turn upward in a twisted sort of smile. That couldn’t have happened, his face is only a skull!

What happened next shocked the alabaster alicorn into a state of paralyzing fear. All at once, the darkness rushed in against her power, overwhelming her and revealing that Erebus had only been toying with her. The miniature sun upon her horn snuffed out, allowing the shadow to envelop the chamber. The carapace holding her in place flowed over her body, covering her neck, and then her entire head. Celestia managed to take one last breath before she was fully encased by the tar-like substance.

All at once, her body erupted in pain as the ooze began to force itself into every orifice. Nothing was spared, not her ears or eyes, not even her rump or her pores. The pain was excruciating, and Celestia could feel the substance seeping deep into her being. It clawed viciously at the back of her mind, trying to get in. The alicorn fought against it as best as she could, the darkness moving in to surround her last sanctuary, which became ever smaller by the second. Finally, even her mind was consumed.

“Rise, Solar Flare. You will replace Nightmare Moon.”

END CHAPTER 4

<<<Chapter 3 Chapter 5>>>

(A/N) Phew, okay, that was a long one to write, but I didn’t want to split it, either. It completely killed my schedule, too, to say the least! Now, like I promised here are some explanations. Back when I was writing Solar Flare, I had numerous ideas of what I wanted to do, one being that I wanted to make Twilight Celestia’s daughter, have an entire story behind why she’s a unicorn and not an alicorn, and tell why she had different parents. This came of it, right here, that entire origin of Twilight story.

What made my jaw drop, however, was that just a day before I began writing Twilight’s sickness, a new Midnight story released, one with my exact idea. Magic overload, using magic to release some of the load. What I was glad about was that it wasn’t about Twilight, and that the story took a different direction.

The third thing I wanted to do was turn Celestia into a Nightmare Moon-like character. The entire name of my Solar Flare story was for that. Yes, it was a story name, but what else was it? It did not seem to pertain much to the story itself, and I always had a habit of dropping little hints and such into my stories. Chekov’s Guns, plot points, whatever you may have, I love them. I love it even more when people figure things out. So, no, I did not take any of this from Empty Room , nor from the Midnight stories. I had everything I wanted to do figured out long ago, and if I weren’t so freaking lazy at times, I’d have it all written by now. XD

The fourth thing? Nightmare Moon will be returning, oh yes. I absolutely love writing her. Can’t give any spoilers other than that, though!

To say the least, the coincidences are exactly that. I’m not the first to write these things, neither will I be the last.

Ah, well, either way, shit happens, I’m just happy to write all this and continue my story. Yes, this Author’s note is poorly written. Give me a break, I just wrote twenty something pages in several days, sometimes going at it for hours at a time.
~Dragryphon

E/N Hiya everypony! Fifth Alicorn at your service. So you remember how we promised you that this story would contain shorter chapters so you don’t have to ignore your loved ones anymore? Yeah, well this. Basically, I’ve been a big fan of “Solar Flare” since the first chapter, and I was extremely excited when Dragryphon made that advertisement for a new editor. I’m grateful to be part of this writing crew, and I look forward to improving the story any way I can. I’m the stallion that’s responsible for making sure Dragryphon doesn’t lose her sanity with my snarky comments (one or two of such may or have have not been implemented in the chapter), plus I’m the fellow that implemented the chapter quick-jumps at the beginning and end of each chapter. You know what they say, it takes a village.

In all honesty, I just want to give a round of hoof-plause for Dragryphon again. She’s been working quite tirelessly on this new chapter, and I can promise you that the following chapters will be worth the read as well. I’m pretty sure I lost my train of thought several sentences ago, so I’ll just start signing off. I’m still new at this. Thanks again for reading everypony, and make sure to stay tuned!
Best,
~Fifth Alicorn
P.S. Ask for more Applejack in the comments. Dragryphon loooves writing Applejack dialogue...
P.P.S. Fluttershy is best pony <= Myths and Defamations! <= No she really is! <= Myths and Defamations of the highest caliber, Nightmare Moon is best pony!<= Conniving scoundrels. They thought I wouldn’t revisit the story before it was submitted <= More myths, I was awaiting your return!

E/N - Um... Hi... my name is rhiiazami... Well, this has been quite a chapter, hasn’t it? So much sh-... stuff hitting such a large fan... I hope you’ve enjoyed reading it as much as I have enjoyed editing it. As far as edity stuff goes, this is probably the most organized editing project I’ve been involved with yet, and I am very much impressed by the quality of the work of everypony involved, they’re dedicated ponies. Solar Flare was the first grimdark fic I read, and remains a favourite. Parfois, quand mes yeux sont ouvert, je vois quelque chose. I’m sorry I’m rambling, I’ll stop now... if... if that’s alright with you...
~rhiiazami
P.S. Fluttershy is best pony, but Twilight Sparkle is good too.

Chapter 6: Trelaria

DEEP DARK

Chapter 6: Trelaria

Written by Dragryphon

Edited by Fifth Alicorn, Rhiiazami, and Wanderer D

Rest in peace, Anne McCaffrey. (1 April 1926 - 21 November 2011) One of my top three favorite authors, Anne was one of two authors that strongly influenced my writing. I first found out about her in school, while looking through my new English book, I found a story in it that interested me: Dragonsong. I hadn’t really seen a book about dragons before, and read through it. I was instantly hooked and read everything I could by her. Dragonriders of Pern, Acorna, The Ship Who Sang, The Freedom series. So many wonderful stories and worlds to explore. I can barely see what I’m writing right now through tear-filled eyes. There is so much I wish I could just write here, but, if I did it’d be longer than this entire story. I can say that I have met her, and she was a very powerful woman.

Thank you, Anne McCaffrey. For everything.

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anne_McCaffrey

The power of the sun, and more, at my hooftips; more power than I’d ever have been able to safely use before. This must be like the power my weakling sister had at her disposal! Celestia thought... no. Solar Flare, she was called now. A worthy name. My sun shall be seen across all the land, as Luna once tried to do with her moon. Oh, yes, I will take care of that shortly, among many other things. Solar Flare stood, glanced about her empty throne chamber. Erebus was long gone, it seemed, as well as her sister and subjects. Silence permeated the castle around her, its inhabitants and workers having fled hours ago. This will not do, another item on my list to take care of. But first, I must see my new appearance.

Her horn shone brightly as a tall mirror materialized before the alicorn. This is what my subjects will gaze fearfully and adoringly to... the image of... Empress Solar Flare. Standing before it, the transformed Goddess of the Day’s face broke into a wide smile. While Celestia’s coat had been a pristine white, Solar Flare’s was whiter still, even emanating a soft light. Her mane and tail were no longer the auroras flowing in the solar wind, instead now the wild undulations of flames. Around the alicorn, the air shimmered with the intense heat rising off her body, her hooves leaving permanent scorch marks upon the red carpet before her throne. Amber eyes stared back from the mirror with an intense gaze. Now this, this is a body fit for a Goddess and Queen of all she sees. Now, a demonstration.

Focusing her power, Solar Flare threw a blast of solar plasma at the mirror in front of her. The aged wood promptly burst into flame before disintegrating into ashes, while the silvered glass flowed downward into an oozing white-hot puddle. Barely any effort. The Ponies of Equestria will tremble beneath their Righteous Queen.

Stepping over the remains of the ruined mirror, Solar Flare began her tour of the castle grounds, searching for any signs of life. While she could detect the body heat from numerous sources, they all seemed to be hiding, and it was taking her quite a bit of concentration to acclimate to her new sense. It wasn’t until she’d been exploring for half an hour that she finally discovered two of her royal guards near her chambers. From afar, the new visage of their Princess took the guards by surprise, and even struck fear into their hearts at her new frightening appearance. Even from several feet away, Solar Flare could tell that the pegasi could feel the blistering heat radiating from her body.

Glaring down at the guards before her, Solar Flare commanded, “My castle is understaffed. You will find the rest of the guards and servants with all due haste. When I leave my quarters, I had better see this castle bustling with workers. Am I understood?”

Snapping quick salutes with their hooves, the two guards galloped off as if their tails were on fire. That will be the least of their worries if they fail me. Snorting, the Empress magicked open the doors to her chambers, walked inside, and closed them behind her before surveying the mess in the room. Noticing her hooves weren’t helping any by leaving scorch marks upon the delicate carpets and rugs, Solar Flare effortlessly toned down the heat she was generating to a level more tolerable for anything nearby.

Gazing about the room, her eyes fell upon Philomena, preening innocently upon her perch in the corner. Stepping cautiously around the objects strewn across the floor, noticing that her bookshelf was the only thing not destroyed (yet in the wrong order), Solar Flare confronted her wayward pet.

“Philomena!” the alicorn hissed. “What is the meaning of this? Are you the one responsible for destroying my chambers!?” Philomena started and brought her head up from beneath her wing, giving Solar Flare a simple squawk before going back about her business. “No? Then who is, bird?” The avian turned her head, giving her owner a searching glance, then twittered and clacked her beak. Solar had long ago learned how to interpret Philomena’s speech and mannerisms.

“My sister and her friends! And you did not have the decency to stop them? What use are you to me?!” Solar Flare demanded, nearly yelling at the bird now cowering before her. With that last sentence, Philomena let out a shrill screech and took off into the air, flying out into the evening air from the open balcony. Useless avian. I think my sister’s Nightmare had the right idea in making my daughter her pet, she thought before turning to her room to begin the cleanup. Upon cleaning several parts of the room Solar Flare noticed a few things of interest. One, her body care products had been tampered with; two, her little figurine of Luna was missing. Not like I care for that weakling anymore. And three, most importantly, her stash behind the bookcase had been disturbed! The mess her room had endured, plus the disturbance of several of her items of a more intimate nature, set the Goddess in a foul mood.

Foul enough that, once she left the confines of her chambers, Solar Flare radiated enough heat to make the air around her shimmer, and the ponies who had returned, still too few for her liking, had to cringe back against the walls to escape both the intense heat and her obvious anger. None dared question her new appearance. As it should be. Now, first thing’s first... to make sure the extravagance of Sol is always felt. One of the few things I can thank Luna’s Nightmare for, that idea. However, I think I’ll keep it in the sky for eternity, rather than allowing it to go down every so often.

Stepping out onto one of Canterlot Castle’s many open air balconies, Solar Flare focused her gaze upon the fiery orb within the sky, and then, using her full will upon it, wrested it from its normal place and drifted it across the heavens until the sun sat at high noon.

Basking in the beginning of her new rule, Solar Flare stood at attention, her eyes piercing into the heavens. What felt like several long minutes passed, though it could have easily been half an hour or more, when a polite cough erupted from a pony’s throat behind her. Celestia, of course, could feel the stallion’s heat signature, and knew who it was without even needing to turn around. Blueblood.

“Yes, Blueblood?” Solar Flare tested, keeping her back to the stallion.

“Prince Blueblood, Aunt, and as your nephew I-” the unicorn started before being interrupted.

Solar Flare whirled about, her hooves stamping upon the white marble beneath them and creating sparks that danced before going out. “-am neither!” the Goddess of the Day finished for him as she menacingly made her way over to tower above the ‘Prince’, her blistering heat pouring over the surprised stallion. “Loopholes and familial titles neither make you my nephew nor a ‘Prince’ of anything!”

Blueblood had, until this point, been cowering from the heat roiling off the Empress and her obviously livid demeanor. Once his titles were called into question, however, he stood straight and tall, looked Solar Flare in the eye and retorted, “And what can you do about it, Princess? I have already utilized my power to claim these titles, no new law you make can fix that!”

Solar Flare smiled. Yet what lay behind that smile was anything but congenial. The alicorn slowly walked around the ‘noble Prince’, her smile growing wider and more full of malice with each passing second. “Is that what you think, ‘Nephew’? You would dare defy your Empress? Oh, my dear little pony, I do not think that you...” An intense wave of fire came and went, followed by screams of agony and a unicorn tumbling to the marble floor. Solar Flare gave pause, then finished her sentence, “...have a leg to stand on.”

Blueblood’s right foreleg was gone, only a cauterized stump remained at his chest. “Oh dear me,” Solar Flare continued. “It certainly seems my moral compass is askew, maybe I should take yours, hmmm?” She kicked out with a hoof, the normally pristine and well-pedicured hoof scoring along Blueblood’s flank, digging deep into his coat and scraping off half of his cutie mark, eliciting another shriek from his throat. “Oh my, Blueblood. It seems you actually have red blood and not blue, just like any commoner!”

Ignoring the sobs of pain from the bleeding mess of a stallion beside her, Solar Flare summoned a wall of flame in the corridor behind them, to prevent any sort of escape for the egotistical unicorn. “Now, let me teach you the finer aspects of magic, nephew!” Solar’s hoof stomped down, shattering the unicorn’s horn. Then, as if to insult further, her magic lifted the broken tip of Blueblood’s horn and drove it into his chest, crimson spilling down over his body. “I think you get the point!”

This time a wave of plasma erupted from thin air and Blueblood shrieked yet again, a rear leg gone this time. The Goddess stood over her maimed prey, glaring daggers at the pitiful excuse for a pony before her. “I am the rightful ruler of Equestria, and under no circumstances do I delegate my power to anypony else. Celestia’s weak reign has ended; thus begins Empress Solar Flare’s eternal reign of Daylight!”

Of course, Blueblood was not wont to sit still and accept his fate at the hooves of a clearly demented mare. Solar Flare watched his agonized form as he dragged himself over to the railing with his two remaining legs, leaving a trail of blood in his wake. He was nearly there when, with a flick of her horn, Solar Flare sent a shower of embers down upon his body, causing the stallion to erupt into tall flames. The immense pain as his hide turned from a pristine white to a charcoal black harried the false Prince’s movements. The scene of Blueblood pulling himself up over the railing and tumbling off the side of the balcony reminded Solar Flare of one of her favorite fantasy books, The Lady of the Bracelets. Stepping up to the railing, the alicorn glanced over the edge at the burning form as it tumbled down before crashing into the courtyard below.

“Long live the Prince...”

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Luna awoke with a start, her eyes going wide at what she had felt. No, it can’t be! After settling the unconscious Twilight into the tent’s lavish interior, which Luna still could not believe had fit into that tiny block, she had settled down for a nap. What woke her was the feeling of her moon being pushed across the sky. In the entirely wrong direction! Luna scrambled upright and dashed out of the tent into the cool night air. Night, it shouldn’t still be night! It should nearly be dawn by now! What has Erebus done!? Reaching out with her magic, Luna allowed her consciousness to slip into the night sky, filling the heavens with her being.

No... no! This... this can’t be! The power the alicorn felt at work was definitely not that of Erebus, and the signature felt all too familiar. The reason her moon was not setting was her sister. Her sister had forced the sun back into the sky on the other side of the world. That’s not possible! Unless... A flashback to some of her Nightmare’s own words flew through her head. The night will last forever, her... my own words. Is Celly doing the same?

Luna grasped hold of her moon and pushed. Nothing happened, it was like Applejack trying to push Canterlot Castle off the side of Pandora Mountain. Throwing all her power into it, the alicorn tried again, yet her moon refused to budge, her strength unable to overcome her sister’s. Receding back into her body, Luna slumped down upon the loamy earth, unable to understand what could have happened to her elder sister.

I’m not strong enough to move my moon, not against her power. How can I be strong enough, magically and mentally to face my sister if she has fallen prey to the same corruption as I once did? Nightmare Moon was much stronger than me, so if Erebus has overcome Celly, I can only guess at how powerful she’s become. Will I have to... no, I don’t want to do that. Luna thought, standing up and walking back to the tent. Her hooves tripped over the pitch black orb, returning her muzzle to the soil. But that was the least of her worries.

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Something wasn’t right. One moment, Luna had been in the forest, the next, she was within an orchard of orange trees. The next thing she noticed was that she was floating in the air. Not flying, but floating, and that below her was a pitch black alicorn. The alicorn looked nothing like Altair, and she could definitely tell that it was a stallion. His mane billowed out behind him as a cloud of darkness, not unlike a starless night. The last thing she noticed was the sky above. It was most certainly full daylight, but nothing like the skies she was used to. High above, the heavens were filled with orbs of light, a lot like her stars but much larger in appearance.

I’ll add this to the list of ‘things that can’t be possible but seem to be so’, Luna thought as she discerned something else. The alicorn below wasn’t alone. Coming up behind him was a second alicorn, this one a sky blue color with an ethereal, morning mist-like mane and tail billowing out behind her. And a her it was indeed, the bodily structure said as much. Something isn’t right. I should be terrified and fretting over Celly’s behavior, yet I can’t seem to muster up the feelings. I am waytoo calm right now. It was almost as if the presence of the two alicorns was mellowing out the Goddess’ mood.

Opening her mouth to speak to the alicorns below, Luna became shocked when nothing came out. I... I can’t speak! What’s going on here!? Tendrils of panic crept across Luna’s mind, but were swept away by the same aura of calm, which she now believed the two alicorns below her carried. It was then that the sky blue female began to speak.

Laying a blue feathered wing over the pitch alicorn’s body, she said, “Night, I can feel it, too. It is nearly time for his return...” There was something strange about her voice. It sounded like a typical alicorn’s voice, as if she were a flock of birds singing in a chorus, but the way she said Night, there was something off about it.

Night, as she had called him, turned and gave his... mate, Luna would guess, a sad smile. “Yes, we must prepare for him, and make sure the current rulers know what to expect, warmth of my heart. However, I tire of this eternal struggle against Erebus, to always be confronted by the atrocities we committed in the past. To always know that our friends, whom we defiled, can never rest, can never go to Haven because of our hubris. Day, I tire of this battle, and yet I cannot stop fighting him, for if we let him win, then all of Equestria falls. The sins of the parents...”

“...are all to bear witness to and suffer.” Day finished for her mate, planting a kiss upon his cheek. Luna realized what the strange tone was when they said each other’s names. It was something lost and forgotten, a shield protecting, or preventing what was once known from being remembered.

They don’t know their own names, Luna discovered, finally putting two and two together. What could they have done that they are still suffering for? The scene shifted around Luna, swirling about before coalescing into a new image. What’s going on!?

The scene before her now was one she still had bits of memories from. The throne room and audience chambers of Everfree Castle. Before her were once again the two alicorns, Day and Night as they called themselves. Around her, the chambers were decorated differently from what she remembered. Many banners hung from the pillars rising to the stained glass ceiling, while the stained glass windows on the sides of the chambers showed scenes that were unfamiliar to Luna.

Ahead of her, the two alicorns stood in position with their wings spread and stern looks upon their faces, apparently ready for whatever may come at them. Behind Luna, the ceiling-height double doors to the chambers were shut and locked, while above her, through the few clear panes of glass within the stained-glass, Luna could see the night sky. What she could see of the scene was breathtaking. Above her, as much as she could see, the pitch black sky was awash in color. The patterns of color were reminiscent of the Auroras, but instead of ribbons of light in limited patches, they filled the entire sky.

For Luna, it was a great distraction, more so even than the events at hand. Ideas streaked across her mind on ways she could use this to improve her night. Voices buzzed on the edge of her perception from the two alicorns, and it was not until she saw a noticeable decline in the levels of light emanating from the magical lanterns that she began to once again pay attention. Behind her, a mist began to fill the chambers, swiftly dropping the temperature from a warm early fall night to the deepest depths of winter. Even the light from the magical torches dimmed, leaving the throne room eerily in shadow.

The mists came together, merging into what Luna could only describe as... well, a particularly intimidating unicorn, nothing more. What she had been expecting was a monstrosity as terrifying as the form Erebus had taken back in Canterlot. Whenever this was, it was certainly a much different time. Erebus appeared almost normal, other than his unusually large stature and his pitch-black coat. In addition, his horn was longer, and his eyes were a pale white with no pupil or iris to speak of.

The glare he leveled at the two alicorns, however, was all too familiar. “--- and ---, I see you still stand against me for the transgressions you both committed. When will you give up your foolish fight and truly pay for the atrocities you have wrought? When will you allow me to restore the balance?” Erebus asked, plain and simple. His fleshed face betraying nothing of his mood. It was as if he were carved from stone.

Luna realized, too, that her hypothesis of Day and Night’s names may just have been correct. She could see Erebus’ mouth moving to form the words, but she neither heard what came out, nor could read his lips to divine any meaning. The circumstances were absolutely of the strangest quality, and thus far still not the most bizarre of sights she’d witnessed.

“And you know we will continue to fight you to the end of days, Erebus. Buck the balance, it was my choice to welcome the warmth of the sun into my heart, and it was our choice to commit our sins. We will not permit you to take the Son of the Night to that forsaken land!” Night yelled out to the unicorn before him, stomping his forehoof to add effect.

Day looked at Night in admiration before turning her gaze back to Erebus, her mouth opening to speak while her horn began to shimmer a bright white, “Allies we may have been long ago, Erebus, but now enemies forevermore. You rob of us our names, our titles, our power, our future, and you expect us to lie low? We think not! We will continue to fight you, no matter the cost to ourselves, so that none shall go back to that land of death.”

Tendrils of shadow began to extrude from Erebus’ coat, wriggling through the air around him as his eyes narrowed to mere slits. “So be it. I will hold no mercy for your souls.” The tendrils lashed out to all corners of the room, and nearly entrapped the two alicorns, who ducked beneath their reach.

Day lashed out with her horn, burning the tendrils away with the pure light of her horn, rebutting with, “We have none, not after you placed your judgement upon us! We will forever walk this world, unable to ever fully rest, monster!”

“A balanced price for the atrocities you committed. Several souls will never again see Trelaria. Several souls will never break past the barrier and live out their existence before Ascending. And thus, I deemed the same for you.” Erebus gave no indication that he was in pain from having his tendrils so forcefully destroyed. Luna could only watch the coming battle from her vantage point.

Day and Night both destroyed the tendrils nearest them, making sure no part of their bodies was touched by the thickened shadows. While they were distracted with this, a spear of ebon light lanced through Day’s foreleg, eliciting a shriek of pain from her and causing Night to turn to his mate. Hissing in agony, Day flicked her eyes at the tendrils, bringing Night to nod and return to battle while she lowered her horn and burned away the spear. Her pain was not yet abated though as blood dribbled down her leg, a contrast against her blue coat, and the wound blackened and began to spread.

Grimacing at the pain, Day could see Night guarding her out of the corner of her eye while she took care of her wound. Her teeth clenched, the alicorn lowered her horn to the wound and directed a blast of sunlight into her leg, immediately cauterizing the wound and burning away the corruption. The scent of burnt flesh wafted through the air around her, and Luna could tell that the unknown alicorn would definitely bear a severe limp until her leg healed.

While Day taking care of herself, Erebus was pressing his attack upon Night as Luna watched on in awe. If Erebus is this powerful as a mere unicorn, how powerful is he as an alicorn? she wondered, her eyes scanning the battlefield. Everywhere, tendrils of shadow struck at Day and Night from all sides. At the same time, the unicorn faded from sight, while the attacks continued. The pair of alicorns did not seem to notice their foe had vanished amidst the slew of tendrils.

Within a few moments, a great darkness spread across the chambers, surrounding the two alicorns and almost completely hiding the fight from Luna. The Night Goddess had discovered she could maneuver herself around this memory, or image of the past, whatever it may be. She slipped herself into the only lit space, the sphere of light surrounding Day and Night emanating brightly from Day’s horn.

Luna nearly had a heart attack when numerous spears of shadow skewered through the orb of light, immediately being vaporized by Day’s intense light without doing any damage to the two alicorns within. The Night Goddess swore she had also seen two or three spikes skewer through her own body, with no effect. It is very disconcerting to find a spear protruding from my chest, and yet nothing is wrong, she thought.

“Shall we, love?” Night asked his mate, turning his head toward the mare.

Day smiled through the intense luminosity of her horn and replied, “I would follow you to Trelaria and back, Night. Not even Erebus can stop that.”

Together, the two alicorns leapt into the shadow and were consumed. That can’t be the end of them. If they’re the Guardians, then they’d have had to live until current times! Luna thought, pushing herself into the shadows to follow. Nothing happened, except for being unable to see or hear a thing. For the longest time, Luna drifted, unable to find her way back to that spot of light.

What felt like half an hour later, the shadow slowly receded, leaving Luna bewildered as to what occurred. This time, she found herself nearly at the glass ceiling of the chambers. Drifting down through the arches and columns, the alicorn laid eyes upon Day and Night, who appeared to be heavily battered from whatever they had encountered within Erebus’ domain. Not only that, but the rapidly disintegrating body of Erebus lay broken and defeated before them.

“And yet, I return. I always return,” a voice said from nowhere, and ultimately everywhere around Luna. The mare threw her head around, looking for the source, while beneath her Day and Night spoke quietly to each other.

Around Luna, the scene shifted. Yet again, the night and day skies were different from what she was used to, and it started again with Erebus’ return. A battle he lost.

Shift.

Another battle, another loss.

More shifts, and ever more battles. Luna eventually lost count of the battles the Guardians and Erebus had. As a unicorn, Erebus still was many times more powerful than even Twilight could hope to be, but was still not a match for two full grown alicorns. Two alicorns, or even four could never hope to stand against him now that he had gained an alicorn’s body. And with each battle, Erebus’ new body became more grotesque and twisted.

It was the last scene that told Luna she was at the end of her journey. The scene of Erebus, as she knew him to be, facing her sister. The goddess cringed inwardly at what unfolded, and Celestia’s capture.

“And now, it is your turn. Choose wisely. A war millenia in the making now comes to a head, and the alicorns of Equestria and Trelaria shall bow to the balance, or be wiped off the face of the world.”

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Luna drew in a gasp of breath when she felt herself return to reality, scrambling upright off the soft loam beneath her body while attempting to keep from touching the orb of darkness again. That must be what caused this vision! I... I touched it, and it showed me that! All at once, the feelings that had been repressed by the visions hit her, and she stumbled in shock, nearly falling against the tent beside her. Oh Altair, I need to do something! I can’t just stand out here watching visions of the past while my sister is in trouble and Equestria is endangered! Oh, I wish I were strong enough to do something!

Ignoring the orb, Luna stumbled back into the tent, her mane and tail disheveled. What had started as a slow day had abruptly become very fast-paced. Within the tent, Luna would still be amazed at everything that lay within the magical structure if it weren’t for the fact that she was already deep in thought. The plain exterior did not at all hint at the luxurious interior. The tent, while large, had enough room to comfortably house several ponies. Not only were there piles of cushions strewn around for ponies to sit upon, but also a fanciful table in the middle of it all, while along the outer edges of the tent wall, alcoves lay where equines could sleep. There even stood a bookshelf against one wall. It was amazing what magic could do!

So many things that worry me, Luna thought as she paced, walking past the sleeping Twilight in one of the alcoves. If Celly is now like my Nightmare, then she is definitely more powerful than she was before,in addition to whatever power Erebus allocated to her. The Elements are scattered, and possibly dead, leaving only me who is powerful enough to face my sister and Erebus! And I’m nowhere near strong enough to do so! Luna collapsed onto one of the piles of cushions, staring off into space with a dejected look upon her face. What have I done? I should have heeded Erebus’ warning, and now I get to tell my new niece I may have killed her friends and our possible saviors.

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“Ugh... my head. What happened?” Rainbow Dash asked, rubbing her head and finding herself stuck within the branches of a tree. She blinked and looked up through the canopy at the star speckled sky above. Night? How long was I out!? And where am I? The rainbow-maned pegasus peered around, noticing only trees around her, not a pony to be seen.

In fact, the forest seemed eerily quiet. Even in the middle of the night, there should have been the sound of insects and night creatures. Instead, the only thing Rainbow heard was silence, aside from the sounds she herself made.

Oookay, getting creeped out now, Rainbow thought, pulling herself entirely onto the branch to perch while her eyes roved warily through the trees. Her ears alert to catch any sound, the pegasus swiveled her head in all directions. At first, she heard nothing, but after a few moments she heard a soft sound coming from a short distance away. Listening closely, it almost sounded as if somepony was whimpering.

Silently launching herself into the air, Rainbow Dash flew toward where she thought she heard the sounds, but could find nothing other than trees, underbrush, and thick bushes. It wasn’t until one of the bushes shook that she stopped to investigate, dropping down to the ground and creeping forward to part the brush.

The shriek from Fluttershy that followed evoked a yell of surprise from Rainbow in return, who jumped a few feet into the air with her heart pounding. It took several seconds for the sky blue pegasus to realize what happened, then to hang her head in exasperation. Finally, Rainbow once again parted the brush and peered inside at a huddled Fluttershy. “Jeez, you scaredy pony, it’s only me!” she softly said, still wary about the silence in their region.

“Rainbow Dash?” a demure and terrified voice came from the bush as Fluttershy’s head popped up and stared wide-eyed at Rainbow. Suddenly, Dash found herself in a choking hug that was surprisingly strong for Fluttershy. “Oh! I was so worried! I couldn’t find Princess Luna or anypony else, and I found your goggles and saddlebags but I couldn’t find you!”

Pushing herself out of Fluttershy’s hug, Rainbow raised an eyebrow, then placed a hoof to her forehead. Nothing. Peering back at her flanks, her saddlebags were also absent. “They must have fallen off after whatever happened to us! I’ve never experienced pain like that before. Strained wings, a broken leg, concussions, but nothing like that,” Rainbow pointed out, on the brink of complaining.

Fluttershy nosed back into the bushes, then emerged a moment later dragging both of their saddlebags, as well as Rainbow’s flight goggles. After resettling the packs upon her hips, and the goggles around her neck, Rainbow sat down and crossed her forelegs in a huff. “I bet this was all Luna’s fault! I knew we couldn’t trust her! She was Nightmare Moon twice, what makes us think she’d ever be more than that?”

“But...” Fluttershy started, then paused before continuing, “...Princess Celestia and Twilight both trust her, why can’t we? I don’t think Princess Luna would ever do such a thing, what if it was Erebus?”

“Yeah? And what if the Princess is working for that overgrown cloud of dust? How do you know that she didn’t just do this to get the Elements separated?” Rainbow Dash stood up and glared at Fluttershy, ready to fly off and face Erebus herself, if she had to.

“I... I don’t know, but I do know that our friends are missing, and we can’t just leave them here! I mean, what if a bear got them? Or a hydra? Or a bear got them and the hydra got the bear!” Fluttershy asked.

Tossing her mane, Rainbow Dash rose onto her rear hooves and shadowboxed the air, “We’re not going to find them sitting here, but if a bear or hydra is attacking them, I’ll take ‘em out and save them!” Pulling her flight goggles over her eyes, Rainbow leapt into the air and was about to dash off when Fluttershy spoke up.

“Wait! We... we don’t even know where they are.” Fluttershy looked to the side, then up at the hovering Rainbow Dash. “What... what if we’re in the middle of nowhere and we’re lost forever?” The yellow pegasus held her hooves to her cheeks in distress, “What if all the others are lost forever, too!?”

Rainbow rolled her eyes. It wasn’t the first time she’d seen one of Fluttershy’s freakouts, but it was certainly one of the rare times she’d talked as much. Settling back down to the ground, the future Wonderbolt wiggled her wings at her partner, “That’s why we have these babies! All we have to do is fly high enough and we’re bound to see a town!” Before Fluttershy could respond, Rainbow launched herself into the air and spiraled up high, her wings flapping furiously to gain height. Around the pegasus, the forest stretched out in all directions, broken by the occasional clearing. Stopping and then hovering, Rainbow put a hoof to her forehead and glanced in all directions.

Trees. Trees. More trees. Clearing. Trees. Clouds. Mountains. Road. Trees. Aha! A road! The road should lead us right to civilization! Marking the direction of the path in her mind, Rainbow dove down, picking up speed before she reached the treeline. Weaving herself through the branches, the pegasus braked and skidded to a halt just as she touched down upon the ground in front of Fluttershy, startling the pegasus and forcing a soft ‘eep’ out of her.

“I saw a path to the northwest, a short flight away. If we get to it and follow it, we should be able to fly to wherever it leads in no time at all! It’ll be nice to get back amongst other ponies, so let’s get going!” As Rainbow was about to take off for a second time,she heard a whimper from behind her and sighed. “What now?” she asked, turning around to see Fluttershy looking to the side and holding out a bandaged wing. Rainbow Dash hadn’t noticed the bandages until now.

“I can’t fly. I hurt my wing when I fell out of the tree I woke up in. It’s not broken, just strained, but...” Fluttershy tightly shut her eyes and daintily folded her wing against her side, shivering from the pain of it.

In a huff, Rainbow kicked a nearby root and exclaimed, “Great, you mean we’re going to have to walk the entire way? Or, well, you’ll have to walk. I certainly will be flying the entire way!”

“I, ummm, well... yes.”

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Rarity screamed several times, nearly making her voice hoarse. It was the worst possible thing to have happened! Worse than running out of a certain fabric, much worse than Sweetie Belle’s cooking! No, what was worse than those was waking up in a pond covered in mud, muck, and things best not described. Screaming again, Rarity jumped out of the pond and shook herself free of as much of the muck as she could, shivering with abhorrence.

My coiffure! My coat! My... It was at that moment that Rarity noticed two separate but related things. One, her saddlebags were missing, meaning not only would she have to painstakingly groom herself without any of her usual beauty supplies, but fashion was entirely out of the window, too! And two, her friends were missi-

That thought was completely interrupted when Applejack came galloping out of the trees to skid to a halt in front of Rarity, raising an eyebrow at her condition. “Ah was gonna ask what was attackin’ ya, but ah think ah can see what it may be,” she said, giving the unicorn’s pond scum-covered body a quick glance over. “Ah found our bags in a clearing nearby, and ah know how prissy you are about getting clean.”

“Thank you kindly, Applejack. I... think I’ll manage as long as I don’t think too hard on it.” Rarity replied, taking a disgusted look down at her scum-covered body, then walking into the nearby trees in the direction the farmer had come from. At least we’ve all arrived in one piece, I just can’t imagine what caused that intense pain. As far as I knew, teleporting was only supposed to be disorienting.

Pushing her soaked mane out of the way, Rarity peered back to see Applejack following her. “Did the others experience that dreadful pain, Applejack?” she asked in concern.

“Well, erm, ah haven’t found the others yet. Ah only found ya when ya screamed bloody murder. Don’t worry,” Applejack replied, smiling at the unicorn. “We’ll find ‘em. They couldn’t ‘ve gone far at all. Ah mean, you weren’t far from the field ah found myself in!”

“Darling,” Rarity responded, “Of course we’ll find them. I’m more worried right now about getting dried, groomed, and settling in for the night.” Rarity stepped around a large root sticking up, sticking her tongue out in disgust at the clumps of dirt sticking to her drenched hooves.

“Sorry ta disappoint, Sugarcube, but the Princess has the tent and the other camping materials, so until we find them, we’re stuck high and dry. Pardon, I will be stuck dry, you’ll still be wet.” Applejack poked fun at Rarity, earning a glare in return. In retaliation, Rarity shook her entire body, sending clumps of mud, plenty of water, as well as pieces of scum over at Applejack, coating her in just as much grime as the unicorn.

“There, now we both shall be left high and drenched!” Rarity taunted, throwing her head up into the air as she stepped into the clearing Applejack must have come from. The clear, full-mooned sky shone down upon the tall grass and the insurmountable number of night-blooming violet colored flowers that glimmered and glistened in the soft light. Rarity’s eyes lit up at the beauty of it all while she scanned her gaze across the field. Of all places to appear, this has to be the best of them all!

Applejack came up beside her, her eyes full of amusement. “Very mature of ya, Rarity,” Applejack added, then noticed her gaze. “Very pretty, of course, and they make good eatin’!

“Applejack, how could you!?” Rarity demanded, wheeling on the other mare with a glare.

Instead of a reply, Applejack reached over and plucked one of the flowers, and then before Rarity could react, stuffed it into the alabaster unicorn’s mouth.

At first, Rarity was revolted and shocked at the uncouth behaviour of the farmer, but after giving an experimental chew, not only did she forget about the rudeness Applejack showed, but also that she was still dripping wet. The flowers were simply delectable, as if they had come from some noble’s private garden. No, not just some noble, but the Princesses themselves!

Having not eaten all day, and with the amount of time that must have passed, the two ponies proceeded to have an epic meal time. Well, perhaps not epic, but a sizable patch of the flowers did vanish down the gullets of only two ponies. Unfortunately for both ponies, the flowers had some interesting effects. First came about a round of drunken giggling over every little thing, followed by some quite lucid hallucinations, many of which both ponies would later on agree never to speak of again. Except in private, of course.

Intense hunger occurred afterward, causing the two obviously drugged ponies to go about feasting on more flowers, intensifying the effects, until finally, they both simply fell into a sleep-like state of unconsciousness. Nopony would ever be envious of what the two ponies will feel when they wake up.

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“A new land!” Pinkie Pie exclaimed, bouncing about within a forest, oblivious to the fact that her friends were all missing. Of course she wasn’t worried, it’s all a game of hide and seek, and she was always best at that game, so she’ll easily find them all in no time! Pinkie gasped excitedly, “And that means new ponies to meet, too! Eeee! So many parties I’ll have to plan. A ‘Welcome us to Trelaria’ party, a ‘Welcome us to Trelaria party’ afterparty, and even a ‘Hello to everypony in Trelaria’ party!”

Pinkie was absolutely giddy with the prospects of all the celebrations she could plan, until a random thought... well, perhaps less random than her usual thoughts popped into her head and made her skid to a halt mid-leap, then sink to the ground. “What if they don’t have party decorations? ….Such a silly filly, every town has decorations somewhere!”

Resuming her bouncing, her saddlebags in tow on her flanks, the pink party pony pranced pretty passionately past plenty of plants while pondering the perils of participating in parties with pitiful proportions of presents and decorations. Once again, Pinkie Pie skidded to a halt, realizing she didn’t have a word that started with P for decorations. Shrugging her shoulders, she merrily went back to her important planning duties, barely noticing the quietness of the forest around her.

To any other pony, the silence would be eerie. To her, it wasn’t noticable at all, Pinkie Pie was so caught up in her thoughts she began to sing a simple tune. A familiar one, in fact, and a favorite of hers. Giggle at the Ghostie, one her Granny Pie taught to her all those years ago. Pinkie didn’t mind that her Granny was long gone, the mare’s grandmother having passed on peacefully to that big party place in the sky.

In fact, if Pinkie Pie concentrated, she could almost hear her Granny Pie singing one of her many lullabies to her right now. She used to sing to the young filly to help her sleep on those nights she was afraid of the dust monsters beneath her bed and in her closet. And a night like this would be a perfect one to remember her Granny Pie.

Swiveling her ears, Pinkie paused in her bouncing for a moment and turned her head to the north. “Granny Pie?” she asked into the night air, swearing that she could most certainly hear her long gone family member in that direction. Of course, any direction was as good as any other, and Pinkie Pie could always find her friends after she found whatever may be calling to her.

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Twilight shifted as she woke, noticing something strange about her surroundings. She was not in her own bed, which caused her to stiffen in surprise. Peeking at her surroundings, the lavender unicorn was met with the glorious trappings of what appeared to be a large tent, or maybe a small living space reminiscent of some of the tents in Ponyville. Her aunt was also pacing through the interior, mumbling something under her breath with a distant look in her eyes, and a frazzled bodily appearance.

“Princess Luna? Are you alright?” Twilight asked, lifting herself into a sitting position. She probably did not look as well groomed as she usually was, generally getting a bad case of bed-mane, but Twilight guessed that whatever had Luna fatigued had to do with whatever that thing in the castle had been. Erebus, I think it was.

Luna froze, her head whipping around to look in Twilight’s direction. The unicorn could see that the Princess’ pupils were mere dots. The next thing she knew, Luna had dashed over and grabbed her up in a hug, whispering, “Thank Altair you’re okay! When everypony started screaming, I knew something had gone wrong with the teleportation! When you started as well, I couldn’t ignore your screaming I was so worried for you! And with everything that went on recently...” It seemed that Luna had barely stopped for a breath, which was more than could be said for Twilight, who couldn’t breathe at all with how tightly she was being hugged.

It wasn’t until Twilight started frantically tapping at Luna’s back with her hooves did Luna realize what was going on and release her. Gasping for breath, the unicorn turned to Luna and managed to get out, “Wha... what are you... talking about? All... I remember is us using... that orb and then waking up here.”

Luna drew away and looked to the side. The guilt on her face could not have been more evident. Twilight rubbed her throat, which she had to admit felt dry and parched, as she stared over at the alicorn. “Luna. What happened to the others?”

The Goddess of the Night started and appeared to try to speak several times, her mouth opening and yet only silence coming forth. The uncomfortable silence persisted for a couple long minutes before Luna found her voice. “Something went horribly wrong during the teleportation. Erebus had warned us it wasn’t for mortal ponies, and... I can still hear the screams of your friends. They’re all gone. Dead, or...” Luna trailed off, unable to look Twilight in the eyes.

The unicorn scholar’s mouth hung open, nothing escaping from it but silence. M-my friends? May be dead? No no no nonono! We always get through everything together! We’re all strong together! Through Nightmare Moon, the dragon, the parasprites, too many things to count, we got through it all! Twilight’s gaze hardened as she became resolute in her thoughts. No, they are out there somewhere, and we will get through this together.

“No, they are alive, I’d know otherwise. We’ll find them, Pri- ...Luna. Or they’ll find us. Either way, we will all get through this together! No matter what happens, my friends are always there.” The goddess did not seem soothed. “There’s more, isn’t there?” Twilight had been about to end her short speech, but she noticed that Luna only drew more inward, so she added that last part.

Luna could only nod, still unable to meet Twilight’s gaze, then, with a spill of words, she said it. “Celly’s become a Nightmare like I did, probably because of Erebus. The sun is high over Equestria right now, even though my internal clock says it should be the middle of the night. I can’t fight her, Twilight, I just can’t! I am physically, mentally, and magically unable to face my sister!”

Even though her mind was screaming at her not to do it, Twilight climbed down out of the sleeping alcove and walked over to Luna, following what her heart said instead, and wrapped her hooves around the larger alicorn. Luna stiffened and turned her head towards Twilight, her eyes wide in fear. “We will get through this Princess! You’ll have all of us to turn your sister back, and then we can take out Erebus!”

Luna stubbornly shook her head and replied, “It is not that easy! Celly has always been the strongest of us two, and now with a thousand years of experience over me, she’s many times stronger than I could wish to be at present. When I became Nightmare Moon, my strength intensified to the point that Celly had no way she could ever defeat me. If what I believe happened to her indeed has, then she would outmatch anything we threw against her, and the only two beings that would be able to stand against her would be Erebus and...” Luna paused, then finished her sentence, hanging her head while Twilight released her. “...Nightmare Moon. I am not her anymore.”

Twilight settled back onto a nest of pillows and looked thoughtful for a moment. The second time the Elements of Harmony were used against her, Nightmare Moon had her power stripped and was thrust into the rear of Luna’s mind. It drove the Mare of Darkness mad. The third time, when she returned, Luna said she had accepted that Nightmare Moon was a part of her, and it allowed the Elements to finally join them together. Looking up at the Goddess of the night, Twilight flattened her ears back at the thoughts that came next. If we could somehow get Luna to tap into that power without fully becoming Nightmare Moon, she would be able to face her sister and stall her long enough for us to cleanse her with the Elements. Ohhh, this could either go spectacularly or horrendously.

“Luna?” Twilight tentatively asked, laying a hoof upon the alicorn’s shoulder. “Is there any way for you to tap into the power that was once Nightmare Moon’s?”

A shudder rippled through the Goddess’ body and she shook her head. It was the most vulnerable Twilight had ever seen Luna, and it worried her. “No, not without accepting all that is Nightmare Moon and becoming her once again.”

Twilight’s thoughts raced as ideas came and went, but one stuck out in her mind. “Wait, we merged the both of you with the Elements, so if you did become her, wouldn’t it be a mix of you two? You would of course have her power, but you’d be in control, wouldn’t you?”

Scratching a hoof against the pillows below, Luna appeared lost in thought while muttering under her breath. Twilight shifted in position, just barely able to catch what the Princess was saying. “I could open the door, and release what I shoved inside, but what about the… I would still have to deal with that. Plus, the added strain on keeping her in control… I… could possibly do this, yes. But at what cost to myself?” Luna’s eyes flicked upward to peer out through the clear ceiling of the tent , up past the boughs of the trees and into her night sky.

Several long moments passed in silence, and Twilight became uncomfortable. Standing, she walked about the large tent, taking notice of the various things within. The several sleeping alcoves, the piles of cushions strewn about, even a little alcove meant to be a kitchen! Those didn’t interest her as much as the bookcase, or the numerous spells encompassing the living quarters. It seemed half the night went by for Twilight while studying the spells and books, when when in reality it was perhaps not more than half an hour until she finally heard from Luna, “...I’ll do it.”

The suddenness of it all surprised Twilight into clunking her head upon the shelf of the bookcase above her where she had been investigating the titles of the books. Rubbing her head, Twilight turned and beamed, if not happily, then at least in victory. “Really? Then let’s hurry so we can go find the oth-”

Luna rounded on Twilight and held up a hoof, signalling for her to stay quiet. Her expression was dire and stern, and she walked as with great purpose “Twilight Sparkle, this may save us, or be the death of us both,” Luna said matter-of-factly, moving to stand before her niece. “You only read how terrible my Nightmare really was. I experienced it first hoof. I may be unable to control her, but right now, this is the only thing we... I am able to do.” The alicorn took a deep breath and shut her eyes, then slowly released it before opening them once again. “This is our best and only option. Stand back, my niece.”

Twilight was speechless, but did as she was told and backpedaled away from the bookshelf. I certainly hope this works, Twilight thought as she got a safe distance away, and for good measure, set up a pillow wall in front of herself with magic. If not, I would hate to see what Nightmare Moon would have planned for me. I was the cause of her downfall, after all. Twice. The lavender unicorn swallowed and ducked down low behind the wall, so that only her mane, eyes, and horn peeked out over the top.

For several long moments, nothing happened, with only Luna’s muttering breaking the silence that not only was within the tent, but also outside of its walls in the eternal night. Even the animals knew something was wrong. No bird sang its song, no animal crept through the trees and underbrush, and not a single insect chirped in the unnatural night.

“I only have to open the door,” Twilight heard Luna say several times, before she went silent. Finally, Twilight tired of waiting and edged herself back over to the bookcase, interested in the numerous books she hadn’t had time to look at, much less read. I think I have time to peruse through a couple. Maybe I should try the Mystic’s Guide to Meaning? Or maybe I should finish that book the Princess... mother gave me. Oh dear, I am never going to get used to thinking of Princess Celestia as my mother. Oh! This book looks good! Using her magic, Twilight Sparkle slipped a book off the shelf, then settled down upon the floor and opened it over her hooves. Within the illumination cast from magical orbs of light hung about the tent, Twilight could clearly see that the book she chose pertained to some of her best interests. Magic.

Time passed, with Twilight firmly engrossed in her book, so much so that farther in the room, the lavender unicorn did not at all notice Luna’s transformation. At first, the alicorn only glowed a brilliant white, yet cast little light. Then, her form began to change, becoming more lithe and tall with every passing second. The luminance faded, revealing an alicorn as black as night. Giving her elegant wings a flap, narrowed, turquoise eyes turned to stare at the unicorn reading the book with her back turned.

“Well, well, well. It seems I have you to thank for my return, Twilight Sparkle,” the alicorn’s regal and intimidating voice came forth as she moved forward to tower over Twilight, lowering her head to glare at the unicorn who had twice defeated her.

The suddenness of the voice caused Twilight to jump, sending the book flying. Trying to calm her pounding heart, the unicorn turned her head to find her eyes staring into the alicorn’s own, face to face. Nightmare Moon had returned.

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Far away, within a great citadel as dark as the night, a cloaked and hooded unicorn raised his head and stared out a skylight into the eternal night above. For several long moments, that is all he did. Then, he turned his head in another direction to stare at an empty throne nearby, just as black as the night and as fearsome as a nightmare, its entire structure designed to instill fear.

The throne, while kept dust free and clean, radiated an air of having lain dormant and unused for centuries, millenia or even eons, while the rest of the audience chamber saw daily use in the form of petitioners and visitors. Of course, the old stallion knew this would soon shift. The Winds of Change were on the breeze, and they would soon become a hurricane of proportions unseen for millenia. He knew this world sat on the razor’s blade over oblivion, and that coming choices could teeter it off the edge.

Looking at the chess board next to him, the stallion silently grinned to himself. The pieces were in place. The board and setup looked nothing like a normal chess board. Multiple sides, multiple players. Pieces playing multiple sides, some playing no side at all. And others just trying to maintain the balance. Oh yes, everything was coming to a head, and it was only a matter of time before the major players became known.

But one thing he knew, and knew well, as the Winds had brought to him the news.

His Queen had returned.

It was time for the armies of darkness to march forth and wage war upon the light.

END CHAPTER 6

<<< Chapter 5 Chapter 7>>>

(A/N) Yay! Finally completed this chapter! I blame Skyrim, The Old Republic beta, Modern Warfare 3, as well as the usual writer’s block and grey areas of the story. Things are really cooking up nicely now, I just have to be careful not to let them get burned or undercooked. To say the least, stay tuned, there’s a lot more here that hasn’t yet been said. We must go deeper in the rabbit hole.

BEHIND THE SCENES:
Finally! The chapter is finished. Sorry it took so long, everypony. Skyrim is a cruel mistress. Also a very sadistic one that is handy with a riding crop. Dragryphon could take lessons. Hey now! I’m better with a crop than Skyrim ever could be! I was just busy... with Skyrim. Yeah. Taking lessons Tis a lie! Shut up and suck on my FUS RO DAH!!! -Stealths, pulls out her Legendary Draedric Bow named The Nightmare, and then instakills Fifth with a 3.0x Sneak Attack.- 103 damage, +69 fire, +69 Shock, all tripled. Screw your Fus ro dah, you can’t use it if you have no idea where I am. >:D Neeerrrrrrd *blinks* *Goes play Ocarina of Time.* *epic brohoof* MM was better. Highly debatable. OoT was amazing, even though I actually did play MM as my first LoZ game. Twilight Princess is fantastic as well Well I’m certainly no authority on LoZ games, so... yea.

“Aaah!” *SPLAT!*
“CUT! CUT! HE MISSED THE MARK AGAIN! BRING THE HEALERS! Blueblood, how many times must I tell you to land on your mark? Somepony might get hurt! Now, go back up there and explain to Solar Flare why she has to burn you up again!”
^^ From the directors of Cupcakes comes Deep Dark, the second creepiest freaking movie you’ve ever seen. Just ask Blueblood! “Umm, guys? I can’t feel my hooves...”

ATTENTION READERS: All of you, yes, including you, should definitely read “It Takes A Village”. I literally have no other reason to plug this story other than the fact that it’s awesome. Note, I am officially plugging this on 10/31, when I read chapter 2 for the first time, so it’ll likely be even more badass by the time this story actually gets posted. (tsk tsk, plugging a random fic from another author in the notes :P)(Rhiia, you spelled “awesome” wrong. Defy my pink ink, I dare you)(Stardate: 11/14/2011. I am honestly astonished that NMM hasn’t fragged my plug.)(Why frag it? It’s simply a plug to another good fic. It’s not a competition, and even I plug other good fics where ever I go.)

Chapter 7: For the Night

DEEP DARK

Chapter 7: For the Night

Written by Dragryphon

Edited by Fifth Alicorn, Rhiiazami, and Wanderer D

A cascade of thoughts poured through Twilight’s mind, like a roaring river flowing over a waterfall only to be dashed and scattered upon the many rocks below, only to be followed by yet more from above. In the time it took the lavender unicorn to take two breaths and blink once, she had formulated, considered, and discarded numerous plans. Every single one was quite useless without the other Elements to back her up. Not only that, but Twilight Sparkle was blocked from her big crown thingy by the Nightmare in front of her.

And not just the Nightmare she had defeated twice before, a Nightmare with diminished power, but one at full strength. No small amount of fear coursed through her body, making the unicorn wish to relieve herself of certain liquids best not mentioned. She was completely alone in facing Nightmare Moon.

“I-I’m not afraid of you, Nightmare Moon!” Twilight exclaimed, turning to take a wide-legged stance, snorting through her nostrils while pawing at the floor of the tent. Not necessarily a full-blooded lie. While Twilight was indeed terrified, she was attempting not to show it, and knew she had to stop the Nightmare at whatever cost.

Nightmare Moon simply raised an eyebrow, then pulled back with her insulting laugh. Luckily, she did not seem to partake in her usual mane clouds and lightning routine. “Afraid? Oh, my dear foal, I can smell your fear. You reek of it.” The alicorn stepped slowly around the unicorn, drawing Twilight’s gaze like a lighthouse beacon. “I am more interested, however, in what you think you’ll ever be able to do to me alone. In fact...” Nightmare Moon’s mane darted out, the tip wrapping itself around Twilight’s snout, shutting it around her muffled protests, “I could very easily do such things to you as what my sister wrote in that book of hers.”

The look of dawning recognition on Twilight’s face was all the confirmation Nightmare Moon needed to know that Twilight knew what she was talking about, bringing about another of her raucous laughs. Twilight could just imagine the thunder and lightning blasting around the two of them. This was the worst idea I’ve had in ages. How could I ever imagine that Luna would have been able to control Nightmare Moon and prevent her from surfacing!?

Nightmare Moon released Twilight’s jaw from her mane; the unicorn raised a hoof to rub over it while staring daggers at the alicorn. “What did you do with Luna? What did you do with my aunt!?” the mage demanded, hoping to stall the Nightmare long enough to formulate a plan of action, as well as distract the Goddess from thinking of what things to do to her. Twilight couldn’t imagine the torture it would be to be a... pet beneath Nightmare Moon’s hoof, much less her... lover. Twilight nearly gagged at the thought. Her, a lover to anypony? Much less an evil mare of darkness who happened to be her aunt.

Nightmare Moon slowly marched away from Twilight, her back to the unicorn and her gaze pointed upwards toward the clear tent ceiling; admiring her night, it seemed. While the stars above were crystal clear and glimmered like diamonds, Twilight had more pressing matters to attend to than the inherent beauty of a night sky. Like figuring out a brilliant plan to remove the Nightmare’s corruption from Princess Luna.

After several long moments of silence, with Twilight fidgeting in place and not daring to move, Nightmare Moon finally spoke up. “I do believe I am your aunt, my little pony. Do not worry, she is me. Mostly. Or rather, I am her; I am not entirely sure right now. She has yet to figure out how to deal with me, it seems.” Nightmare Moon turned and let her eyes drift over Twilight, the slitted pupils shrinking into a glare. “Or maybe she prefers for me to be in charge. Either way, it is nice to have physical form once again.”

"I-I don't get it,” Twilight stammered, captivated by the glare, her violet eyes locked with Nightmare Moon’s turquoise. “What are you talking about?”

Nightmare Moon rolled her eyes and returned her gaze upon the tent canopy, ignoring Twilight for the moment and leaving the unicorn to her own thoughts. Alright, this is creepy. She’s just sitting there and not doing anything about me, either like she isn’t interested, or maybe doesn’t care. Am I really not that big of a threat? This truly worried Twilight, for if the Nightmare really did not believe her to be a threat, being only one of the Elements, then, considering their past experiences together, it was quite possibly true. Twilight sat on her haunches and turned her head down to stare at the book she had been reading, confused and more than a bit worried over the events occurring within the tent. They were most certainly not something she had prepared for.

So much for being neat and orderly. This is all my fault! I asked Luna to do this and she trusted me, and now I’ve put her back in Nightmare Moon’s control. Why didn’t I prepare something in case this happened!? Damn it, I should have done something to prevent this, she berated herself, even going so far as to swear in the meantime! I could escape now, while she is distracted, and then... Twilight nearly facehoofed at the stupidity of that thought. And then wander around lost in unknown territory on the other side of the world, abandon my friends, and leave Spike an orphan.

Twilight clenched her eyes tightly shut, holding back tears. I should have brought him with me. If what Princess Luna said is right, then he’s in danger from whatever Princess Celestia has become. He’s probably terrified for his life right now... like I am. No, I will vanquish the Nightmare once again and...

“To answer your question, Twilight Sparkle, Luna and I,” Nightmare Moon interrupted, eliciting a groan from Twilight as she added another tick mark to the tally of interruptions so far. Ignoring the rudeness of the unicorn, Nightmare Moon continued, “She and I, while the same pony, have always deferred to each other in various ways. I have always been the... leader, I guess you would call it in our little relationship, and she the follower. It has not changed in the many centuries we have known each other, and so, when she opened the door she had stuffed me into, she gave me the power over everything.” The Nightmare grinned, then stood as her mane and tail flowed nebulously around her body, hiding it mostly from view.

“And now, foal, we have more important things to do, so you shall put aside thoughts of what to do with me and instead focus on thoughts of what to do with your beloved mother,” Nightmare Moon taunted, turning around swiftly to level her intense gaze upon Twilight. “Right now, my land is in danger from the force that created me, I have little idea of everything that is going on, and my rage burns hot in my veins. The call to war sings within my ears, and I feel the strings of destiny attempting to force me to dance to their whims.” She stood tall, taller than Twilight had ever seen her mother stand. “I will do this with your help, whether it is voluntary or not. Luna may hold familial ties to you, but I do not. I may be Luna, but you are merely a tool for me to use, and I will use you until I decide what to do with you after this ordeal is over.”

Twilight was about to argue, but then realized that, not only was Nightmare Moon staring down at her with ill intent blazing in her eyes, but if she refused, she may end up just as she had in the alternate timeline. Naught but a plaything to the Nightmare. I may regret this, but she’s right.We have more important things to do than focus on our own petty, or not so petty, squabbles. Equestria is in danger, and so is everypony I know and love! I must do this for everypony!

“Fine,” Twilight Sparkle stated matter-of-factly, begrudgingly giving her acceptance to the Nightmare’s terms. “But only until this storm blows over. Then I will personally deal with you and bring Luna back!”

A smirk crossed the Nightmare’s face as she turned away, throwing her gaze across the tent’s innards. “I would not have it any other way, but do understand, you are very much outclassed, foal. Knowing your origins, do you truly have the strength to fight not just me, but my corrupted sister as well?” She stepped over the piles of cushions and took a brief glance around the tiny extension that was somehow a kitchen, turning her nose up at the paltry samples she found there. “Or,” the Nightmare started before she turned her head in Twilight’s direction, turquoise eyes piercing into Twilight’s own. “Will you buckle and fall under the stress of what you may have to do?”

Standing adamantly, Twilight refused to take her glare away from Nightmare Moon, meeting her eye to eye. She’s testing me. I can feel it. “If I have to, yes, for the safety of Equestria I will fight the both of you, Princesses AND family. But I would much rather not have to fight.”

“Indeed,” Nightmare Moon said simply, walking out of the ‘kitchen’ and past the numerous cushions dotting the floor of the tent. “I imagine you are wondering what I shall be doing first, are you not?” The Nightmare peered at Twilight out of the corner of her eye as she walked past, her horn shimmering a dark violet to open and throw aside the tent entrance.

Twilight recovered quickly from the sudden change of subject and felt like Nightmare Moon may not know her as well as the unicorn thought she did. “Well, of course. If anything, I am a scholar and a coordinated planner who prefers to have everything neat and in order. A place for everything and everything in its place.” Curious, the lavender unicorn cautiously followed the Nightmare, uneasy about their temporary truce. All it will take is a slip-up and I may possibly see the rest of my days tied to a leash. Ugh, what kind of pony would be into that sort of thing?Considering who would do it, though, it’s not like I should be surprised.

As Nightmare Moon walked out of the tent, Twilight could only follow in a mixture of worry and curiosity. Could this be some kind of trap? The mare would not put it past Nightmare Moon to be waiting for her to become relaxed, as if that could happen, before springing a trap upon her. And yet... she is a goddess, why would she need to? If I had the power to move the heavens, would I really need to use trickery? The memories of when she had twice defeated the Nightmare rose to the forefront of her mind. And yet, weren’t both those times when she had been horribly weakened to the point of uselessness?

Beneath the unmoving night sky, the lavender unicorn could spy the alicorn holding the ebon orb with her magic, her nose mere inches from it in study. The Nightmare’s armor seemed more daunting than ever, now that Twilight understood what she was capable of. Atrocities and war the likes of which Equestria cannot, will not remember or see again. Not if we can stop them. And if I must pair with my old enemy to do so, then so be it. What is she up to? Twilight walked as close as she dared to Nightmare Moon, her inquisitive nature eating her up.

It was at that moment, without looking, that Nightmare Moon began to speak. “Earlier, while I was... my other self, I had tripped over this orb, unintentionally touching it with my hoof. Until that point, the only thing it had touched was my magic and my mane. It took me somewhere, the past, if everything I saw was to be believed.” The orb seemed to suck the starlight in, Nightmare’s eyes traveling over the surface, seeing what, Twilight could only imagine. “I saw the Guardians, I presume, fighting Erebus time and time again, each body being destroyed utterly, and each new one more grotesque than the last. They kept mentioning something about their sins.” By this point, the Nightmare was talking more to herself than to Twilight. “That they were still paying for whatever crimes they committed. I can only imagine what atrocities one would have to commit to make an enemy of whatever Erebus may be, to lose their souls, their future, and even their names.”

Twilight remained silent as she took this in, her eyes focused upon the orb in front of her. If this thing allows us to see the past, then... It dawned upon Twilight what the Nightmare meant to do, and she brightened up, even becoming excited. A chance to see the past, to see previous generations of ponies and even alicorns! A chance I may never get again! Ohhh, why does Nightmare Moon have to make working with her so tempting? And yet... something did not seem right. The first Nightmare had been condescending, raucous, felt power in her victory. The second was insane, and yet, still the same Nightmare. This one was cold and calculating. Her normal voice was toned down. Still regal and intimidating, but more laid back. “Nightmare Moon, while I understand what you mean, and what you mean to do, why are you so...?”

The Goddess’ eyebrow raised, and her head turned to bring her gaze upon the unicorn. Those frigid eyes held little mirth as they scanned over Twilight just as they had the orb. Several awkward and, Twilight wasn’t afraid to admit, terrifying seconds passed in silence before Nightmare Moon replied. “If you mean my attitude and behavior, foal, it is because you forget what you did to me with the Elements. You merged that... worthless sack of flour and I. Her and I are both talking right now, a combination of the two. However, my side overpowers her own, so you see me, not Luna,” Nightmare explained. Her attention went back to the orb, which allowed Twilight to mull over the explanation.

So she is still Luna, then? That must be why I’m not her prisoner, the Nightmare before me is a mix of the two, meaning that Luna is still in there! “So...” Twilight began, pawing the ground with a forehoof. “What next?”

“This.” Nightmare Moon replied simply, her horn glowing brighter as the Goddess’ magic grasped Twilight, raising the unicorn into the air despite her protests. All at once, the Nightmare dropped the armor from her hoof, then laid the bare limb upon the orb just as Twilight’s own touched it.

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Just the right amount of terror. It was all too perfect. Everypony in her service, from the Captain of the Guard down to the lowliest commoner, was terrified of her, yet not so much that they would rebel. Of course not, she was still their beloved ‘Celestia, Benevolent Ruler of Ponykind.’ That would soon change. In a very short while, Solar Flare would be holding an announcement to all of Canterlot, to all of Equestria. To all the world. Her glorious sun will reach every home and mountain, and she will shine over all of Equestria. Even the dragon, gryphon, centaur, and zebra empires will fall to their knees before her.

This will be just the beginning.

Trelaria, of course, will also have to be dealt with. Raise the taxes to fund an army, begin a draft, form armed forces reminiscent of her sister’s old forces. The Empress had to admit that many of her ideas were from when her sister had been changed. How an artistic pony such as Luna could ever have had such ambitions and ideas, Solar Flare would probably never know. She was the thinker, not that pathetic excuse for an alicorn. Times change, however, and it was on Nightmare Moon‘s ideas that Solar Flare would build her new empire, then change it to suit herself.

The Empress had finished not just cleaning and rearranging her room, but destroying and rebuilding it. Anything that wasn’t a ‘warm’ color was long gone. All that remained now were whites, reds, oranges, and yellows, the many colors of Sol, her Light. To imagine what her mother would think of her now... While Altair may have been Luna’s mentor, Sol was hers, wholly and completely. It did not at all occur to the alicorn that their mother probably would have tried her best to cure Solar Flare.

Much to Solar’s annoyance, Philomena had yet to return. Ungrateful bird, she thought as she dragged her gaze across the now clean room. The books had been rearranged, everything in the bathroom had been thrown out and replaced with fresh, untampered products, and even her little hiding hole had been moved to a different place. How those ponies had found it in the first place still eluded the Empress.

While Solar Flare wished to be able to just sit back, relax, curl up with a good book, and imagine new, creative ways of subjugating the other races of Equestria into falling rank and file into her new regime, there were more important things to do. Flicking her tail, the alicorn walked over to her dresser, looking into the massive mirror attached and admiring her new form. It still irked her how many ideas she’d taken from Nightmare Moon so far. She had to begrudgingly admit that the mare of darkness had known what she was doing.

To the mare’s right, the large double doors to her room opened slightly, admitting the head of one of her guards. His expression was the stern one of her Royal Guard. Beneath it she could detect the usual worship, along with a new emotion. Fear. “Princess,” he said, “it is ti-”

“Empress!” Solar Flare barked, staring daggers at the offending guard. It annoyed her immensely how the guards still used her old title and name. “Empress Solar Flare is my new name and title, and you would do well to remember this. There are many who wish to be Royal Guards, and I could always replace you with somepony better equipped to realize this!”

The guard quavered in his armor and bowed immediately to the floor, nodding his helmeted head as he stammered out, “Yes, Empress! Forgive me, I was not thinking right. I will see myself out!” The pegasus swiftly made himself scarce, leaving Solar Flare to chuckle quietly to herself.

Throwing open the double doors to her room, the Empress stepped out and slammed them behind her, taking a brief glance to either side of her. The corridor was empty, with many castle residents still missing or too terrified to stay in the open for long. This did not faze the alicorn in the least as she majestically made her way down the hallways, her thermal energies at a low to prevent further damage to her castle.

The trip was short, and Solar Flare soon found herself upon a high balcony. In fact, it was the same balcony where she had murdered Blueblood. I will find out what that ‘prim and proper’ colt was up to. The balcony had been expertly cleaned already, as had the crumpled mess upon the flagstones below. However, the courtyard was not empty of ponies this time around, instead being filled to the brim with a rainbow-hued crowd of her subjects, cheering, talking, and merry-making as they awaited her announcement.

The sounds of trumpets blared through the air, welcoming the Empress to the ledge. Stepping out onto the balcony, the mare stood tall, letting the eternal sun caress her extreme features and illuminate Solar Flare to her subjects below. The reaction that greeted her was one she expected.

Gasps of surprise and shock filled the courtyard at the sight of their familiar ruler so changed. The unicorn guards around the perimeter kept the hastily gathered crowd under control. While the eternal day had thrown off sleep schedules everywhere, it was considered late morning by this point, the entire ‘night’ having been used not only to rearrange her quarters, but also to make sure the bulletins and announcements had gone out to gather her subjects. And now, many ponies from Canterlot, as well as other towns, stood before her.

Solar Flare, of course, knew her coming speech by heart. And, of course, it would bring about drastic changes. There would be new laws, changes to society, and possibly, in the future, a new order to how Equestria would be run. The list of changes would be sweeping, and, of course, the drafting of a military outside of her Royal Guards would need to happen, to keep the outlying kingdoms in check, or even fold them into Equestrian Society.

Time to put the Royal ‘Canterlot’ Voice back into action. I do not believe it’s seen much use since my parents’ time but for once or twice. Clearing her throat, Solar Flare nodded her head to the guards on either side of her, who blew her anthem upon large trumpets, causing the ponies gathered below to become silent in anticipation.

Shortly after the trumpets ceased their call, Solar Flare raised her head into the air and spoke, the light from her sun framing her body to illuminate her in brilliance to the crowds below. “Our beloved subjects and citizens of Equestria, as thou hast all seen the changes to Our wonderful day, We believe that it is time to explain the new changes to Our nation!” Solar Flare’s voice boomed out over the masses gathered below. The Royal Canterlot Voice, as it was called now, was only ever used during immensely important circumstances. Far below, the crowd of ponies were frozen not just from the power imbued within the Voice, but also from the visage of their Empress. If Celestia had been a shining beacon of love, then Solar Flare was a beacon of Supreme Holiness.

“Our sister, the Traitor Luna, hath been judged! She hath broken into the Royal Chambers, stolen objects belonging to thy Empress, and hath plotted with the Elements of Harmony to attack and subdue Us! The Traitor Princess’ Title and throne art hereby revoked; all Our subjects must keepeth watch for her, and to sound the alarms if she appears,” Solar Flare continued, her gaze sweeping across the pony audience as they took in the news. It was time for the next act of her plan.

“With the change in rule between Our traitorous sister and Us, Equestria will from hence forth be known as the Solar Empire! Never again shalt the darkness hide the glory of Our light; never again shall Our subjects be terrified of those creatures that stalk the darkness; the tyranny of the Night will no longer affect Our glorious nation! We were once she who was named Celestia, a Princess. Now, We art thy Empress! Empress Solar Flare!”

Time passed with the sun high overhead while the Empress continued her lengthy speech, issuing new laws, remarking about current workings of the high government, and answering the occasional question she personally chose from the crowd. The entire time, her brilliance shone across the plaza, dazzling most of the ponies into silence, while the immense fear of change, not just to their lives, but also to their ruler, could be sliced with a sword and could nearly be tasted in the air.

Later, the Empress of ponykind would have to talk to her Captains about forming a standing army for her nation. She had the strangest feeling she would soon need it.

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“Ugh... my head. Why I ever thought to dally in such uncouth eating, Applejack, I will never understand!” Rarity complained in abject humiliation while lying on her back with her hooves pressed against her bloodshot eyes. The pain behind her eyes reminded the white unicorn of the time she had first found the utter delights of alcohol. Those were days she despised remembering, not from nonexistent embarrassing acts of drunkenness, but rather the mornings of hell within her mind after said nights of imbibing numerous types of wines. Sometimes, acting like a high-class unicorn was more trouble than it was worth.

“Well, sooorry, Princess! How was ah supposed to know that these flowers were harder than even mah hardest ciders?” Applejack retorted, in a similar position to Rarity with her hat over her face. The two ponies had awoken not even half an hour ago, and until this point, their bellyaching had been thoroughly unable to accomplish much, as they lazily lay in place and announced their miseries to each other in voices that barely rose above a whisper. Any higher and the both of them would suffer quite the large throb of pain.

This coming from the work horse who could always drink me under the table the few times we tried, Rarity thought, having absolutely no pity for the one who had brought this hangover down upon herself. Sooner or later she would plot her revenge upon Applejack, but right now her head hurt way too much to think of even the most basic of plans. In fact, Rarity felt it best if she were to just lay here for now in the soft stems of the flowerless plants that had already been consumed the night before.

The two friends refused to budge for what felt like a couple hours, though the motionless night and the lack of any physical clock disallowed them the ability to keep track of time. For all they knew, it had been but several short hours from the time they had arrived to when they had woken up. Or days. No, Rarity imagined. We both should know the approximate timeeven with this unnatural night. I work with constraints, and Applejack’s a farmer. I wonder if the others are alright. Could Nightmare Moon have returned?

Either way, after much groaning and complaining on both sides, and as much as Rarity insisted that a lady would never groan or complain without great reason, the two ponies gathered up their belongings and left the field of delicious, and entirely not worth it, flowers behind. Though, not before Rarity had groomed herself as near as possible to perfection as she could with the highly lacking materials she had brought with her in her saddlebags. Applejack had done much eye-rolling and complaints of her own about how important it was that they leave as soon as possible to find the others, which Rarity summarily ignored.

When the two had started their journey once again and had begun their walk through the underbrush and trees of the strangely silent forest, Applejack was the first of the two to bring up what had been plaguing Rarity for the past few painful hours. “This night just ain’t natural, Rarity. Nor is this forest! Ah mean, it’s been night ever since we got here, and Ah haven’t heard even a cricket singin’? Maybe? What do ya suppose happened?”

Rarity glanced around, noting that not a single insect buzzed around them, no birds in the trees, not even a peep from any sort of wildlife echoed through the ancient and twisted boughs. In more than one way, it was highly unsettling to the unicorn just how different this place was compared to Ponyville. It wasn’t quite the Everfree Forest, but undergrowth predominated heavily amongst the trees, and the trees themselves were older than any she’d seen before.

“I would say, darling, that I am at a loss for words on what may be occurring. We just won’t know until we find the others. That dreadful Nightmare Moon may have returned, or...” Rarity gasped and stared over at Applejack with wide, blue eyes, the earth pony’s own staring back with fear of what may be happening. “Erebus has the Princess! What if he did something with her! What if Equestria’s in trouble and we’re not there to help!?”

“Whoa there, sugarcube. Let’s find the others and figure out where we are before we get in a big huff over what could be nothin’. Ah mean, Princess Celestia can handle herself,” the farmer claimed matter of factly, throwing a large and confident smile Rarity’s way before it faltered and she added with worry, “Can’t she?”

Rarity laughed nervously and bobbed her head, stepping daintily over a root that seemed determined to trip her, “Well, of course she can! She’s our Princess, and who better to deal with all this crazy drama than her!”

The two ponies shared a laugh, lightening the dreary mood of the forest around them by quite a bit. Applejack shifted the saddlebags over her flanks to get more comfortable on what could be a long walk, then asked, “Hey, Rarity? Can ya use that fancy horn of yours to find our friends or somethin’? Even just a farm?”

Rarity humphed and looked away, lengthening her stride to stroll past Applejack, “I’m not Twilight, dear. There isn’t much I can do with it in the way you want, even if I co-WAHAHA!”

Directly in front of the two a heavily armored unicorn appeared out of thin air. The black-as-night armor seemed to be crafted in segments that lent a high dexterity and mobility, even with the obviously heavy metal armor plating every square inch of the unicorn. The pony’s horn and face were covered by a helmet that refused to show anything, even through the eye-slits. All at once, entire segments of the unicorn’s ridged armor came away to hover in the air, revealed to be long shards of razor-sharp steel that could probably shred the two ponies within seconds if they took even the smallest wrong step.

Even with the numerous shards pointed at the two, Applejack showed her stubborn nature by holding her ground and snorting at the unicorn that dared to confront her. “Ah don’t think so, if you want a fight, ah’ll-”

Rarity swiftly darted over and plugged Applejack’s mouth with her hoof, ceasing the apple-bucker’s challenge. “Erm, um, goodday, sir... or madam. I have to say, while I adore the style of your armor, very fashionable, I must ask as to why you’d threaten us, wherever we are.”

Pushing away Rarity’s hoof, Applejack glared at the silent figure before them when suddenly, several more unicorns appeared around them in the same exact armor, and with countless snickts, detached their own blades to hover threateningly in the air, pointed at the two ponies. “Whoa, nelly. This ain’t good...”

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“Look, Fluttershy, you can’t always be a scaredy pony all the time, especially not now! We have to find Twilight and the others. I really want to find out from Princess Luna what this whole night thing is about! The sun should have been up by now,” Rainbow Dash lectured Fluttershy as she flew slowly over to the pink-maned pegasus, who insisted on keeping her injured wing tight to her side and her head pointed down at the ground so as not to meet Rainbow’s eyes.

“Well, I know, but...” Fluttershy squeaked, trying to find the words for what she wanted to say, but unable to. The two pegasi, after walking a distance, felt it best to camp for the night, with Rainbow bringing down a low flying cloud for their slumber. It was after hours of restless sleep that Rainbow Dash was the first to notice that the night had not given way to day, much less moved at all.

“No! No buts! You were afraid of the silence, which I admit is kinda freaky, afraid to climb atop the cloud, afraid that you’d fall off the cloud, afraid to step off the cloud when you woke, and now you start every time you step on a twig!” Rainbow crossed her forelegs in a huff and glared out into the tangled branches of the forest. Her eyes rolled in their sockets for what had to be the seventeenth time today. Tonight. ...Whatever! “Ugh, why did I have to be stuck with you! I don’t want to foal sit you, I’m bad with foals!”

“I’m sorry,” Fluttershy apologized without looking up, then blinked to herself. “Rainbow, I’m older than you. This forest just isn’t natural. There are no insects, no birds in the trees, no critters, and this night...”

The rainbow-maned pegasus sighed and stared down at Fluttershy a moment before finally speaking, “Look, we’re probably near that road I saw yesterday. If we’re lucky, we can probably get to whatever town is nearby and have a hot meal and nice beds to sleep in. If I know the others, that’s what they’re thinking, too.”

“That sounds... nice.”

“Nice? That’s more than nice, it’s... Wait, what’s that sound?” Rainbow Dash twisted her head in all directions, cocking her ears to catch what she was hearing. It almost sounded like... Singing? “Do you hear that, Fluttershy?”

Fluttershy glanced up and cocked her head, listening carefully, “I do. It sounds like a lot of ponies are singing.”

“Aw yeah!” Rainbow crowed, thrusting a hoof into the air in celebration. “If ponies are here, that means there’s a town nearby! Hellooo home cooked food!” The pegasus dashed forth despite Fluttershy’s cry of “Wait!”

Despite Rainbow rushing forth to get to the source of the singing, Fluttershy attempted her best to keep up with the pegasus, “Oh dear, oh dear...” Just as Rainbow Dash approached the underbrush border that led to the forest path, Fluttershy caught up enough to grab hold of Rainbow’s tail in her mouth and, while not pulling her back, at least stopping the pegasus.

“Fluttershy!” the sky blue pegasus yelled, “What was that for!? All we have to do is go out and meet them!”

“What if they’re all bad ponies? We don’t know where we could be, and this isn’t Equestria, either.” Fluttershy explained with a worried look.

“Ugh, fine. We can just spy on them when they come by and... oh! Here they come!”

The two pegasi hid themselves deep within a thick bush, peering out from between the large, green leaves. What was coming up from the far end of the road forced both pegasi to silence. A heavily armed and armored army of ponies marched in rank and file, with every single one of them singing in chorus. Pegasi, unicorns, and earth ponies, every one of them. Rainbow couldn’t understand half the words, especially at this range, but she noticed that the song was repeated every time it ended. She listened quite intently as the song started once again while the army drew closer, then started passing them by, almost close enough to touch.

Est male! Nos omnes vocati sunt ad bellum.

Aliquid male! Cornu clamore auditus!

Nunc egredieris ad bellum a nobis exigitur,

et proiciam super omnes hostium vires!

Something is wrong! We have all been called to battle.

Something is amiss! The horn’s cry has been heard!

We now march forth to war as is required of us,

and to throw all our might against our foes!

We have so heard that our Queen has returned

to bring about her rule once again.

In the name of our Queen now do we march

to take control of lands we have not seen.

We now leave our homes to fight a foe

that we have never fought in all our lives.

While many battles we have fought in the past,

our true mettle shall now be tested.

Aliquid est errare! Et excitatus est PRODROMUS!

Aliquid est illius! Qui ducit!

Ad nostra iam patet acies

et sic ad antiquum belli iter.

Something is astray! The Harbinger is awakened!

Something is awry! He opens the way!

Our way is now clear to the battlefields,

and thus we march on to an ancient war.

What is Equestria, this nation that we fight?

A land of ponies so very unlike us.

The land of the living, so we have been told,

now wages war with the land of the pure.

Mortal ponies, every one of them

shall fall swiftly to our enchanted blades.

The Army of Midnight now marches to victory

against mortal ponies who have met their match!

Sit nox regnum aeternum, Regina nostra reddidit.

Sit nox regnum in aeternum futuri sumus hoc desideratur.

Sit nox regnum aeternum, excisum Equestria terris ero.

In nomine Domini nostri in aeternum regina Nightmare Moon!

Let the night reign for eternity, our Queen has returned.

Let the night reign for eternity, this future we have yearned.

Let the night reign for eternity, Equestria’s lands will be hewn.

All in the eternal name of our Queen, Nightmare Moon!

“Nightmare Moon?” Fluttershy squeaked, backing out of the bush deeper into the forest, and most certainly out of sight of the army, their singing and marching drowning out the chance that she or Rainbow could be heard.

“I knew that traitor Luna couldn’t be trusted!” Rainbow growled as she followed Fluttershy out of the bushes. "She's back! And is sending an army to attack Equestria! We should-”

Rainbow Dash suddenly stopped speaking as she was interrupted by Fluttershy’s terrified shriek. “Ugh, what now, Fluttershy? Did a leaf create a scary sha-” The sound of several metallic snikts caused her to stop again and dart her head to look behind her. Just behind her stood one of the soldiers, hovering lengthy shards of metal in the air around her. Outside of that, the pegasus quickly noticed that the pony wasn’t a unicorn, but a pegasus! Kicking out with her hind legs and striking the pony upside their helm, which seemed to do little to her opponent, but hurt like a rough landing, Rainbow flew forward out of reach of the pegasus over a surprised and cowering Fluttershy, just barely dodging several swipes from the dagger-like shards.

“Hah! You couldn’t hit the broadside of Applejack’s barn with that aim!” taunted Rainbow as she flew circles around the pegasus, keeping watch on the trees around them, as well as the branches; but most certainly not making sure that none of the other soldiers heard or saw her.

Once again, the daggers flashed past her, thrown by the silent pegasus who kept an eye on every one of one of Rainbow’s movements. The sky blue pegasus vanished into the foliage of the trees, blowing raspberries as she flashed overhead. Just through the leaves Rainbow could see the pegasus watching the trees for her, while Fluttershy cowered low to the ground. What a scaredy pony, she thought before a lance of pain struck her left wing. Still flapping, Rainbow watched as, behind her, a second pony, this one an earth pony, withdrew her daggers. Half of a single one of Rainbow’s primaries fluttered down before greying and turning to dust; and the entire time, Rainbow could feel the feather die and fall apart. But... it’s only a feather... what happened? A spell of weakness flew through her body, and she dropped down through the foliage, hitting what felt like every single branch on the way down before flumping on the ground.

The last thing she saw before the sweet embrace of unconsciousness took her were the two ponies standing over her body, and a wondering thought on how they could use magic.

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“Faust. How are the calculations working out? The other members of the team all agree we need to figure this out or the project will never fly.”

The ivory alicorn with the deep red mane and tail turned her head to study the member of her team, Solstice, who had inquired about the required calculations. Around them lay not quite a laboratory, but more of an arcane study. Shelves were nearly built into the entire wall of the circular chamber, filled with books of every size and color, many bound with physical, magic, or even both kinds of locks. This was not just the personal arcane work room of a powerful alicorn, but the room of the High Lady, herself! In the center, many tables sat full of various types of magical apparati, while in front of the High Lady sat a desk covered in many books of varying ages and a sheaf of notes and calculations only a highly trained mage would understand.

Faust sighed and rubbed her eyes with a hoof, then stared down at the pages strewn before her with just a bit of annoyance. At first, this project they were undertaking had been brilliant. However, it quickly broke down as capabilities and logistics came very much into being. This project was the height of their race, the chance to create new life, and furthermore, to prove such things can be done, and Faust was having the largest logistics nightmares possible. Not only did the magic for such a project lay only in experimental, and sometimes only theoretical magics, but the power needed was undreamt of! Funding for this power was a time-consuming matter, as each drop needed to be carefully collected and stored, and to get some alicorns to give even that much was a job of its own.

Behind her, Solstice patiently awaited, knowing that his project leader and High Lady was stressed to the breaking point with keeping this project both on the rails and on time. He wasn’t much to look at, being more built for magic use than anything physical, and possessed the usual pastel color of many of her race.

Faust sighed in the way only an overworked, underslept, and completely stretched thin alicorn could manage. “Frustratingly slow. We’ve nearly reached the amount of power needed to ignite the project. However, the calculations to do so still need much work. There are just too many angles to be worked out, and I believe we may have to push the date for ignition back another couple months.”

She turned her gaze to a large orb hovering over the worktables in the center of the room. An orb divided in half; one side a brilliant white, the other a light-devouring black.

Faust ignored the strange orb for one second to walk over to a window which looked out into the city around her, the alicorn’s hooves tinking against the alabaster stone floor of the workroom. Outside the room’s walls stretched the magnificent city of Sanctum, the twisting spires gleaming in the light of the Eternal Star. All around, buildings of magnificent architecture and decoration stretched in every direction, while numerous alicorns went about their daily business. There, just ahead of her, the Library of Eternity rose high; columns, sculptures, and mosaics adorned every surface, only giving a hint to what lay within.

Next to the Library arched the offices and meeting rooms of the Council of Elders. Within, the entire ruling body of the Alicorn nation strove to embody the will of every alicorn from young to old. The Great Chamber had seen millenia of use by numerous Council members, yet they were growing weary, wishing to pass the mantle on to alicorns who could handle the task. Haven was not as new and wondrous as it used to be. And so, a new project was brought into being to upset this discovery. A project to bring about new races, new alicorns, and a whole, entire new world for the Council to shift their attentions to.

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“What was that!?” Twilight Sparkle demanded, shaking the images from her head as Nightmare Moon slipped the orb into her Mane of Galaxies.

The Nightmare remained silent for a moment, contemplative of the scene she had witnessed through the power of the orb. Was that...? Haven? What is truly going on here? Something was entirely not right about what the Midnight alicorn had witnessed. A new world?

“Nightmare Moon, why did you show me this... this.. I don’t know what to call it! What does it have to do with any of what’s going on!” Twilight demanded to know, shaken by her experience with the ebon orb. The Nightmare vowed to not allow any of Twilight’s other friends to be permitted contact with the orb, if a former alicorn was this affected by it.

The Bringer of Night turned and calmly glanced down at Twilight, curious of what the lavender unicorn may be feeling about this entire dilemma. “Simple, my little foal. I have already witnessed numerous battles between Erebus and these so called ‘Guardians’ via the orb’s influence. My belief is that it is showing us the beginnings of this so-called ‘war’.”

“Oh.” Twilight replied sheepishly, embarrassed she had not already thought of that. “Still, none of that made any sense. What was that place?”

Nightmare Moon turned away and glanced upwards through the foliage to stare into her night, unhappy that she was forced to be saddled with such an inquisitive unicorn, ‘family’ or not. “You will find out sooner or later. Best hope it is later.”

Twilight ground her teeth at the dodge to her question and stamped her hoof into the loamy earth, “I’d at least like for you to treat me like a pony and not some speck of dust not worth your attention, Luna!” Almost immediately, Twilight regretted opening her mouth.

The mare of the night rounded upon the inquisitive foal who dared to question the Nightmare, fury breaking through her usual calm exterior to blaze upon the surprised unicorn. “What do you wish for me to do, foal!?” she demanded, rage dripping from every word, her voice and attitude becoming so much more like the mare of darkness Twilight had faced what felt like years ago.

Lightning crackled over every inch of Nightmare Moon’s mane, dread seeping into every iota of air around the two ponies, “Do you wish for me to treat you like my ‘oh so important’ niece, who, at every turn, has done nothing but fight me!? Should I treat you like family and with respect?” The Nightmare snorted and stamped her hoof upon the ground, the impact strong enough to shatter pebbles nearby. “My family betrayed me centuries ago. The one pony I respected, my counterpart, turned her back to me and fought me just as much as you have, foal! Do you understand what it is like to be completely alone in a world that turned its back on you for simply being on the wrong side of the day?” Nightmare Moon violently shook her head, a bolt of lighting striking the ground near Twilight and forcing her to shy away. “My sister, who claimed she would always be at my side, abandoned me to the night. Abandoned me when I called her to my side after my rise. Betrayed me after her surrender, and then imprisoned me in what I called my own for a millennia! My own flesh and blood who claimed to love me with all her heart!”

By this point, Twilight was speechless, and more than a little terrified. This was not the Nightmare Moon she had twice fought. The first time, the Mare in the Moon had simply underestimated them, then refused to flee when she had the chance. It had proved to be her downfall. The second, she had been prepared, but woefully underpowered, leading to a second defeat by the hooves of the Elements of Harmony. This time, not only had Twilight called down the full wrath of a Goddess, but she was also alone and woefully out of reach of her Element. How do I find myself in these messes? she thought, eyes frantically darting back and forth while she ran through a checklist of the things she could say or do. Any sort of combat was out of hoof, but not struck off, of course. Diplomacy could work, but it could also fail rather spectacularly. No, Twilight would have to find a way out of this, having fully awoken the Nightmare.

Then, just as Nightmare Moon began to advance upon the lavender unicorn, a thought sprung to Twilight’s mind that made her nearly facehoof at the simplicity of it all. And what kind of scholar would I be if I did not try? Taking a deep breath, Twilight Sparkle’s face became one of determination, and she stood on all four hooves, ready to bear the brunt of whatever the rampant alicorn may throw at her. This has to work, knowing Nightmare Moon, but I may be wrong, too! Ohhh, how I wish for the simpler days when we simply had to fix problems between ourselves! That day I ran from the hydra pales in comparison to this. “What was it like, if I may ask?” Twilight finally answered the Nightmare, a picture of a gravestone appearing in the unicorn’s head.

The plan, however, seemed to work, as Nightmare Moon stopped in her tracks, looking bewildered and quite taken aback. It obviously was not what she was expecting. The crackling lightning dissipated from the alicorn’s wings, and she stood stock still for several long seconds before responding in a cautious tone, but with anger still dripping from every syllable. “Imagine, foal. Attempt to imagine things your feeble mind could never encompass. You have your friends, but a ruler truly has no one but family. Imagine that you’ve just come into power and the only family outside of your sister just left you, and you never see her for more than a couple hours each day.” Nightmare Moon gnashed her teeth, her turquoise draconic eyes narrowing to glare at Twilight.

“Now, just imagine here, my little foal, that no matter what you try, your sister, the one pony you could always count on, knew would always be there for you, claimed she loved you with all her heart and more, no longer took the time, or even tried, to be with you for more than those couple hours.” For a moment, Twilight could almost swear she saw Nightmare Moon’s eyes glisten over with tears forming at the corners; an entirely different emotion than she was prepared for knocked the unicorn mentally off balance. “Imagine as well, that your greatest accomplishments go unnoticed, unloved, and are placed at the hooves of said sister. Imagine nopony loves you, pays attention to you, or even notices you’re there. Or those that do only come for their own self-serving ideals.”

Shaking her head, the glare returned, the alicorn’s eyes once again dry, causing Twilight to think she may have been seeing things. She remained quiet as she listened, however.

“That... accursed tome. I know you’ve read it, I can see Luna’s memories in front of me like a book,” the Nightmare said, folding her wings to her back and sitting down upon the earth, ignoring the silent orb near them. “It only tells you the basics, the written history. It does not give the feelings, the heartbreak, sorrow, and devastating loneliness that I felt so many years ago.” The Nightmare’s head rose to stare into the eternal night above, her eyes searching amongst them, as if seeking an answer. “No matter what Celestia, your mother, my sister says, I was abandoned to the night, to the loneliness. Countless times, I asked her for company. If it was not State business, it was something else, if not the outright lethargy, that would hit us. She never had time for me. When I first came forth, Luna was terrified of me. Her only friend, the one voice she could constantly talk to during the long, lonely nights...” The Queen of the Night drooped her head to stare back at Twilight, who sat, enraptured to her tale. “...I had hurt her to come forth, and she was afraid of what I could do to her. She came to be, once again, in that short time, my only friend. Our sister had abandoned us once again. We offered her a place at our side, and she refused. In our rage, we destroyed Everfree Forest and raised an army, and we waged war. In our rage, we destroyed Celestia, grinding her to dust, but just when we were about to decide to either take or kill our own sister, the foal, my only friend, rebelled.”

Something’s not right, Twilight thought, not moving from her spot as she mulled over everything Nightmare Moon told her. I mean, it matches with what I read in the book of myths, and from the tome I found; Nightmare Moon came into being through Luna’s jealousy. But... what is her part in all this?

“Her part?” Nightmare Moon answered, bringing Twilight to realize she had said that last segment out loud. “Half the atrocities we committed were her ideas, Twilight. Or did your aunt never tell you that, hmm?” Nightmare Moon snorted and rolled her draconic eyes, her regal voice once again coming forth. “Not everything that happened between her and I are in that tome of yours. It wasn’t until after she turned on me that I started creating the ideas fully for myself. The loneliness was hard, very much so, to deal with. I had been abandoned by the only pony in the world who had cared for me; it was like a dagger of ice in my heart.” Nightmare Moon shut her eyes as tight as they would go, and to Twilight’s eyes, the alicorn seemed to shrink in on herself, becoming as vulnerable as Luna had looked after being freed by the Elements.

She’s a pony just like any of us, Twilight realized, her heart going out, unbelievably, to the mare of darkness before her. She has her own loves and desires, and a desire to be loved. What was said in that tome? That Nightmare Moon was just a... a copy of Luna... Twilight’s thoughts slowed to a crawl, and then stopped when it dinged on her. She’s Princess Luna... my aunt... my teacher and mother’s sister. But a Luna who strayed from her path, who had her emotions toyed with and changed by whoever, or whatever, Erebus is. She’s as much a victim in this as any of us.

The Nightmare, however, continued to speak while Twilight thought, reliving her past, her feelings, and her nightmares all over again. Twilight did not fully realize just how vulnerable the Goddess was at this point. “The final twist of the dagger in my heart was shortly after Celestia surrendered to me. I had thought myself the victor, that I would once again have her by my side, that all ponies would finally fear and love me. I was mistaken.” A growl entered the Nightmare’s throat, and she clenched her teeth to the point of breaking. “Those accursed Elements, she discovered them; she lied to me, and she used them upon me. My own sister banished and imprisoned me in what was mine. It was an eternal torment. Luna was protected from the effects. But me?”

A shiver ran across the alicorn’s body as the memories flooded her mind. She stayed silent for several long seconds, bringing Twilight to ask, “What was it like? Was it so bad that you can’t say?”

The Nightmare twitched, then her eyes flashed open and locked upon the unicorn, her draconic eyes a mere slit while her body was so tense as to be as a rock. “A thousand years is an eternity alone. Time crawls past as frozen molasses. Slumber did not stay with us the entire journey. No, I was never awake when Luna was, and the cold... the everlasting cold.” Nightmare Moon began to shiver uncontrollably while speaking, “I had no physical body, for I was the moon, and yet the cold was worse than even the poles of this world. I was frozen to the bone, freezing to death, yet could not die. The hunger, the thirst, I was both starving and horribly dehydrated, and I would not die. And when I woke, slumber would not retake me. I would sometimes be awake for years, decades! The silence of everything but my own thoughts, it was maddening, and yet, I was not permitted the sweet embrace of madness!”

By this point, Twilight was surprised at the Nightmare, for she was quaking and screeching, most unlike the mare of darkness the unicorn knew. Nopony should ever have to go through that, even her. No matter what Nightmare Moon did before she was banished, not even she deserved all this. What do I do now!?

Nightmare Moon’s eyes fixed upon Twilight, her mood changing once again, this time to rage, her voice betraying every ounce of venomous spite, “And you! When I returned, my sister was given her rightful punishment, yet six foals, for foals you are, decided to remove me from my own throne!” Stamping her hoof, the loamy earth erupted from around the Nightmare’s leg, leaving a small pit beneath it. “The Elements struck out at me once again. I was stripped of my little power, shoved back into the recesses of Luna’s mind and driven mad! Vengeance, the need to drive fear, and to kill those who slighted me became all I knew. And when my chance came again, there you were! This time I was prepared from without, and yet, from within, my own twin rebelled, and the Elements, curse their power, struck me down a third and final time, and I was merged with her. And now, I am free once more, and this time, I will make sure to keep my power, and such like you, foal, will never take it from me alone!”

Realizing that she was letting her emotions get the better of her, Nightmare Moon immediately calmed down, locking everything behind a mask of midnight icyness. Instead of continuing with her rant, she lifted the ebon orb with her magic and slipped it back into her Mane of Galaxies, then turned back to the tent. “Break it down and store it, I expect you to carry both your bags and my own, foal. We have a long distance to travel.” Then, turning away, Nightmare Moon strolled off a short distance to stare up into the sky, supposedly waiting for the stunned-into-silence Twilight to get to work. It was going to be a long eternal night...

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That foal! How dare she ask those questions! How did she manage to break my mask!? Nightmare Moon thought furiously as she stepped through the old trees and underbrush of whatever forest the two ponies were currently lost within. Behind her, Twilight trudged along in silence, most likely deep in her own thoughts. The Nightmare ignored the fact that the lavender unicorn was having trouble carrying two sets of saddlebags, one larger than the other, but still seemed to manage the bundles.

Why did I reveal all that to her? Niece or not, I hold no relation to the foal, no matter if she is my sister’s daughter. Yet... The Goddess was constantly bothered by this question, the lack of an answer eating her up inside. ...How did she break past my mask like that? I’ve never shed a tear in the thousand years I’ve inhabited this body, so why did I do so now?

A sudden realization nearly forced the alicorn to stop in her tracks. Instead, she imperceptibly stumbled. Of course. It wasn’t Twilight. It was my other half. Her emotions are infecting me. The Mare of Midnight growled under her breath, bringing a surprised look from Twilight that quickly turned into one looking away the moment the being of Night glared at the unicorn. The Nightmare wished to bite something. Destroy, tear, rend, anything to get rid of her foul mood. And within a short number of steps, she had it.

The two equines had walked into a small clearing where years ago, it seemed a large tree had fallen and taken out its neighbors. “Follow me from the ground, foal. I have a desire to spread my wings.” Before Twilight could respond, the alicorn shot up into the air, beating her powerful wings to get as high as she could as soon as she could. The last time she had managed to fly was... Over a thousand years ago...

It had been far too long since she had felt the wind in her face, the adrenaline course through her veins at the thrill of flight, to feel... free. Flying was freedom. The freedom to be your own pony, to follow no rules but those of nature, and even those just barely. It had been ever so long since Nightmare Moon had felt, well, free. This whole... mess with Erebus has prevented me from being free. We all dance to Fate’s strings, even us gods. These thoughts intensified the alicorn’s anger as sparks of lightning ran across her mane.

Why should she have to see into whatever Trelaria is, a kingdom she imagined, while Celestia, or whatever her sister is now, quite possibly destroys the land she once ruled over? And trailed by the foal that had defeated her not once, but twice! No, when this was all over, Erebus would have much to answer for. For now, I have this Trelaria to subdue, whatever it may be. Once I have this land under my grasp, I will take back what is rightfully mine. Equestria will have their Queen once more.

Ahead of her, even in the dim light of her moon and stars, the Nightmare noticed a large dirt path that snaked its way through into the distance. While the moon and stars gave ample light to see by, the path vanished fairly quickly into the darkness of the night, refusing to show where it led. About time we found some semblance of society. Where there’s a road, there’s a town or city nearby. Maybe even a hamlet or bunch of houses. Something that would get me to where I need to go.

The alicorn banked within the air, slightly saddened by the fact her flight was coming to an abrupt end. The descent through the air and amongst the trees happened much too quickly for the Nightmare’s tastes. Plumage parted before the alicorn as she glided down through the forest, landing next to Twilight Sparkle, who had seen her coming.

“What did you see, Nightmare Moon?” she asked, visibly straining to lift both sets of saddlebags, one of which much larger than the other, made for an alicorn’s body.

Luna’s Nightmare quickly picked up Twilight’s distress, and, for some reason, felt the need to help her. After all, the saddlebags were her own, why should the unicorn be saddled with the responsibility to bear them? Her horn lit with a brief flash, and with a flick, her own saddlebags lifted effortlessly off Twilight’s back and flowed through the air to settle themselves upon the alicorn’s own haunches, bringing a a smile from the unicorn and a profuse, “Thank you.”

A stiff wind blew through the trees, the lack of noise within the forest punctuated by the lonely whistling. While the Nightmare herself was not unsettled by the absence of noise, she could not say the same for the unicorn before her. “There is a well traveled road not more than a few hundred ponylengths from us. We follow that, and we’ll quickly find ourselves wherever we need to go,” the mare explained to the unicorn before her, then turned away with a flick of her Mane of Galaxies. Before she started to walk again, Nightmare Moon twisted her head to stare at Twilight with a single turquoise eye, then whispered in a low tone of voice, “You do not know what true freedom is, Twilight Sparkle. And you never know what you had until you’ve lost it for a millennium.”

The lavender unicorn seemed a bit at a loss of what to say in reply to Nightmare’s sudden change of topic as the alicorn walked away in the direction she had seen the road. Already the Nightmare wished to stretch her wings once again, but it would not do for her to take to the air until she truly had the time to enjoy it, and that time was not now. Too many things depended on not just her, but her subjects as well. Six foals will once again have to wield the Elements of Harmony against not just her sister, but also Erebus. And once they were out of her way, Nightmare Moon would have nothing to stop her from ruling over both Equestria and Trelaria, as well as dealing with the Elements once and for all.

So, why then, did the Bringer of the Night have a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach that this would only be the end of her?

“Nightmare Moon?”

Twilight’s mention of her name drew the alicorn out of her thoughts and she looked back at the unicorn, who seemed to be doing much better now that she did not have to tote both sets of saddlebags. “Yes, my subject?” Nightmare replied, keeping a neutral tone to her voice so as to not betray her feelings. Something felt wrong, not just with the situation as a whole, but also with herself. The Nightmare was usually not one to second-guess, so why was she doing so now?

Twilight glanced briefly to the side, showing nothing that would betray she noticed that the Goddess had said subject instead of foal. Casting her gaze out amongst the trees and silence of the forest, it unnerved the unicorn more than a little. This silence could only be unnatural, for even the Everfree Forest, the most dangerous area of Equestria, teemed with life everywhere, down to the very insects that flew through the air. What happened here to reveal nothing of the local fauna?

“Look,” Twilight started, giving a sigh. “This place creeps me out, I’ll be honest about that, and I’d rather not walk in silence the entire time. I mean, I just have so many questions to ask you. I never thought I’d ever have to work with you, so I’ve been thinking and feel it’s best if I learned more about you!” She flashed a genuine smile up at Nightmare Moon and quickened her pace to end up beside the alicorn. “I mean, I feel as if I should be fighting you right now, and yet...”

Twilight shook her head, grimacing to herself while Nightmare Moon raised an eyebrow, interested in this change of events. Twilight would be worth more to her as a willing companion than one forced to work as her tool. “And yet...?” she asked, curious to see where the unicorn was going with this. The alicorn turned her head to stare down at Twilight, her segmented armor clinking as she did so.

“I... don’t know,” Twilight answered, a sour taste in her mouth at having to use that phrase. She despised not knowing something. “Maybe it’s just that you’re still Luna, or your perspective on things. I just feel that I should be helping you with this quest instead of fighting, as if I’m dancing to the strings of Fate.”

Nightmare Moon started internally and hissed under her breath. There it was again. The strings of Fate. Is there somepony holding those strings? Or something? I would not doubt if Erebus were playing some sort of game and positioning us across the board. She herself was a master at chess, and knew that the only pony who could ever defeat her was her father. It was one of her exceedingly rare memories of the times before she became the Nightmare, but it was one the Goddess knew well. I will defeat the other players of this game. “You are not the only one. Something is playing with us, I felt it too, but it will be no use to dwell on it until we find a way to cut the strings. Until then, your questions, my foalish subject?”

Twilight looked away into the trees once more, to get her gaze away from the alicorn’s intense stare. “I, well... ohhh, this is hard to do! What were your parents like, for starters?” The lavender unicorn turned her head to look expectantly at Nightmare Moon, who swiftly twisted her head away.

For several long seconds of their walk through the forest, Nightmare Moon remained silent as Twilight’s wide smile became more forced with each passing second. Eventually, she sighed and replied in as quiet a tone as possible. “I do not remember. You stole my memories when you first used the Elements.”

“What? I didn’t quite get th-”

Nightmare Moon stopped in her tracked, whirled about, and shoved her face right into Twilight’s, her eyes a blazing cauldron of anger, “You. Stole. My. Memories. When you used the Elements upon me, you wiped away an insurmountable number of my memories! All I have left are twisted remnants and everything after I came into power!”

Twilight backed up a couple steps in startlement, her eyes growing wide at the sudden change in Nightmare Moon’s emotions. “I... I... I di-”

The sound of something, many somethings, moving up the nearby road distracted Nightmare Moon long enough for her to twist about and stare in that direction, leaving Twilight to breath a sigh of relief and wipe the sweat from her brow. Following the alicorn at a safe distance, Twilight swerved around a large tree and nearly tripped over the sudden root that was on one side.

Pushing through some of the undergrowth, Nightmare slipped through a thick bush to find herself upon the greatly beaten path of the road, which was much larger than the first appearances she had received from the sky and pounded flat by the hooves of countless ponies. Walking out to the middle, the Goddess of the Night stood at attention in the middle while Twilight, a short moment later, joined and stood behind her.

The creatures approaching from down the wide path could only be described as heavily armed and armored ponies of all types, in rank and file stretching from one side of the path to the other. And they were singing. The Nightmare could catch bits of pieces of what they were saying, a lot of which sounded like Ancient Equestrian, a language she had not heard in centuries.

“What-” Twilight started before a glare from the alicorn silenced her immediately. The snort of annoyance that came from her afterward was ignored by the Bringer of Night, whose gaze was focused upon the army marching toward them.

Nightmare Moon simply stood there, unmoving, for the several long moments it took for the army to come close, whereupon it stopped several ponylengths away. Twilight glanced up at the alicorn behind her, worry evident in the unicorn’s eyes when the ranks parted to reveal three ponies in extravagant armor step forth, their faces and coat hidden under their armor. With a brief glace to the army behind them, the soldiers all began kneeling, while the three ponies who were obviously commanding officers walked up to, and then too bowed before, the Nightmare.

The lead officer was the first to speak, raising his head from the bow, the depths of his helm hiding all his facial features, other than that the soldier was a unicorn stallion, while another officer was a pegasus, and the third an earth pony. Their weapons were strange as well, showing to hold powerful magics to the Nightmare’s gaze. “My Queen, it is the greatest honor that could befall me for you to appear before us, and it will be a greater honor if you are here to join us in our war.” His voice was oddly hollow, though the alicorn took it as an effect of his helm.

Nightmare Moon truly had no clue what was going on; however, she quickly went along with it and replied, “As much as I wish to join you in battle, my subjects, I must decline. I have other appointments that require my attention, one of which is to regain my throne.”

“Indeed.” For a moment, Nightmare Moon could swear that the trio’s gaze turned to Twilight, and did not enjoy her presence, which seemed to be confirmed upon what the lead officer said next. “My Queen, we would gladly take over the caretaking and interrogation of your prisoner if you would deign to allow us such a privilege, perhaps?.”

Momentarily, the alicorn was taken off guard and risked a glance back at Twilight; wide were the unicorn’s eyes, full of fear that became more evident with each passing second. For a moment there, she felt sorry for the unicorn until she realized what she was doing. Giving a hiss of distaste, the Nightmare barked, “She is mine and not to be touched. She will be dealt with when her usefulness has come to an end.”

This shook Twilight out of her silence and she glared angrily up at Nightmare Moon, “You lied to me! To all of us! You never were redeemed, were you!? You’ve been working against us this entire time, haven’t you!?” Twilight showed nothing but anger and betrayal upon her face, and fell backwards upon her tail the moment Nightmare Moon whirled upon the unicorn with rage in her eyes.

“I do believe I’ve heard quite enough from you today, Twilight Sparkle! The only reason you stand here alive is that I believe you are more useful as such rather than than dead! If you wish to question me once more, a collar around your neck will be the least of your worries, stupid foal! Am I understood!?” The heat in the Nightmare’s voice would have scorched anypony near enough to hear it, even more so the pony it was directed at.

Twilight felt as if she had been dragged tailfirst through an inferno and back, barely able to give a quiet nod while the image of having escaped such a close shave echoed within her head. This was most certainly not the time to poke the alicorn for reactions, especially not with an army right on their doorstep.

Nightmare Moon pivoted back to the officer of the army, her eyes carrying her gaze to the rank and files beyond the three ponies. “You intrigue me. Tell me, do you have other prisoners?”

Instead of directly addressing his queen, the unnamed and unmarked officer barked an order without moving from his position, “Bring forth the prisoners, all of them! Our Queen requires their presence.”

A shuffling occurred within the ranks of the soldiers, while the muffled cries of ponies could be heard, but not yet seen. It wasn’t until the group of prisoners broke out into the open that the alicorn raised a single eyebrow and Twilight gasped out, “Girls!”

Rainbow Dash, Applejack, Rarity, and Fluttershy all were bound by light chains, preventing much movement, while the pegasi’ wings were tied to their sides and Rarity sported what could only be an ebon band around her horn. An inhibitor. While Rarity and Applejack appeared unhurt, Fluttershy was cradling her bandaged wing and Rainbow Dash seemed to be quite roughed up, showing she had put in a good fight and got the brunt of the force. Harnesses holding their mouths tightly shut kept all of them from speaking, or even biting, though Rarity would probably call such an action uncouth.

All at once, the four ponies noticed Twilight and brightened up, only to spy the Nightmare holding their friend back with a hoof. What could only be the sounds of growling and Rainbow trying to yell “Traitor” came from the ponies, while Twilight glanced desperately up at the Nightmare to go to her friends.

“What is to become of them, my soldiers?” the self-entitled Queen asked nonchalantly, throwing a bored eye across the battered forms of Twilight’s friends. While she would have need of the Elements, right now the five ponies would just become a hazard to the alicorn if they were brought altogether. In due time she would have a use for them, but for now, the Nightmare felt she could let them stew.

The lead unicorn, flanked by his two pegasus underofficers, gave a very audible chuckle that reverberated through his helm, “They will be interrogated as to their purpose in Trelaria, and then summarily executed. The living hold no ground here in Trelaria, and only the Pure may rule. Minus current company, of course, my Queen.”

Fluttershy fell over in a dead faint, as did Rarity in a melodramatic way. Both Applejack and Rainbow Dash stared on in horror, their eyes wide in horror with the rainbow pegasus even tearing up.

“I see.” Nightmare Moon said with a flat tone, taking note that Twilight had ceased to struggle and looked on with a blank stare, her mouth hanging open in shock. “I have a better plan,” she offered, a smirk coming to her lips. “Release them, but only after we are long gone. I’ll have need of them at... a later time. I do not wish for them to become a thorn in my side until then.”

“It shall be done, my liege.” The officer stood up and bowed his head, showing no disappointment with the new orders.

The alicorn nodded briefly, then, with her magic she grabbed hold of and lifted Twilight into the air, carrying the non-responding unicorn off to the side of the road. Just before she started down the path, she turned her head back to the officers and asked, “Lastly, I must be off to retake my throne. Whereupon is the way that I must take to reach civilization?”

The three officers had been on their way back into the ranks of their army, though the only one that had spoken stopped and saluted Nightmare Moon with a hoof to his chest, “Follow the road back the way we came, you will eventually reach Stormhaven, the shining beacon of Trelaria. Until we march back from victory, my Queen.” He slipped back into the ranks and file, which started marching and singing again.

Twilight finally snapped out of her self-induced mind-breakage, then breathed a sigh of relief as the army began to pass them by. “Thank you, Nightmare, for saving my friends,” she said as she smiled up at the alicorn with gratitude. “Is it just me or did those ponies give of a feeling of being... wrong?”

“I did not do it for you, foal, I truly do need them at a later time. And of course it felt wrong,” Nightmare Moon replied matter-of-factly, not even taking a glance at the unicorn.

“They weren’t alive.”

END CHAPTER 7

BEHIND THE SCENES:

Oh sweet Celestia. Did anypony watch DRESS.MOV? Yea... it was, um... something. We like something! I really liked its... mane? My Mexican blood was boiling.

It’s been a week or two since this chapter started, and yet all we have is the DRESS.MOV comment in the “Behind the Scenes”. I’m actually a little ashamed of our lack of screwing around

I wonder if the masses will be offended by the lack of scumbaggery going on in this chapter’s “Behind the Scenes”. At this point, The Cantina will overtake us is villainry

me: Go look at the post on EqD
Also, I still need a word
For comatose but not quite
I keep thinking reverie, but that's not the right one, either
wandererd: Brain-lapse. Self-induced brain lapse
me: Hmmm
rhiiazami: torpid
me: Twilight finally snapped out of her self-induced
wandererd: torpor is more like actual sleep
Twilight finally snapped out of her self-induced climax
rhiiazami: XD
me: Oh my
wandererd: Well, she just saw the whole gang tied up and gagged. What did you expect? A mare has needs!
me: XD
That's in the Behind the Scenes

“They weren’t alive.” (“I pity the foal that encounters them!”)

I’d actually love to see a song done for the Army of the Night’s singing. Artist liberties are permitted, as long as it still contains a few things. One, it has to be the Army of the Night singing. Two, they need to praise Nightmare Moon and talk of how Erebus/The Harbinger opens the way. Three, Equestria has to be named as their target. If you do it, she won’t kill you right away when she finally claims world domination. Incentive!

The original ‘song’.

Est male! Nos omnes vocati sunt ad bellum.

Aliquid male! Quisque et nunc eget EVAGINO nostrum.

Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, nunc, moveat nos omnes ad pugnam

Contra illos inimicos nostros, ut tota nostra ostendet?

Something is wrong! We have all been called to battle.

Something is amiss! We all now unsheathe our metal.

Our services are now required, we all move to fight,

Against those our enemies, we will show our entire might!

The Lunar Empire strikes forth, our Queen has returned!

In our ruler’s absence our Chancellor has long governed!

He has sent us out in the name of our Queen,

To lands that until now have remained unseen.

Trelaria has always been our home, everlasting.

We have fought many battles, unflinching.

Now a new battle arises fast before us,

to lands that have now gained our notice.

Aliquid est errare! Aliquam erat acutus herbas.

Aliquid est illius! Et PRODROMUS commonetur.

PRODROMUS semitis saeculum per clara

et sic de aliis nostris damus agmine magno animo!

Something is astray! Our blades have been sharpened.

Something is awry! The Harbinger is summoned.

Through the Harbinger our path is forever clear,

and thus with our marching we give forth a mighty cheer!

What is this Equestria we fight? This land we have yet to subjugate!

A land of ponies so unlike us, soon to be ours by mandate!

The armies of Trelaria march forth by command,

to wage a war that for ages has been planned.

Mortal ponies, they shall now all fall to our blades.

Every town, city, and village will be eclipsed by our raids.

No force, living or dead can match the armies of Trelaria!

Not even those mortal ponies of our enemy, Equestria!

Sit nox regnum aeternum, Regina nostra reddidit.

Sit nox regnum in aeternum futuri sumus hoc desideratur.

Sit nox regnum aeternum, excisum Equestria terris ero.

In nomine Domini nostri in aeternum regina Nightmare Moon!

Let the night reign for eternity, our Queen has returned.

Let the night reign for eternity, this future we have yearned.

Let the night reign for eternity, Equestria’s lands will be hewn.

All in the eternal name of our Queen, Nightmare Moon!

Nixxing this, more like a poem than a battle tune.

Chapter 8 Part 1: Cordiara

DEEP DARK

Chapter 8: Cordiara

Written by Dragryphon

Edited by Fifth Alicorn and Rhiiazami

“WHAT!?” Twilight shrieked in shock. A few things Twilight knew to be true: magic followed specific laws and the will of a unicorn’s mind; four types of ponies existed; when a pony dies, they’re buried in the earth; and none of this allowed a pony to simply rise from the dead! “That’s not scientifically possible!” the unicorn twitched, trying her best to grasp even the idea, much less the actual physical proof directly in front of her, of an undead army. “They’re not scientifically possible!”

Nightmare Moon turned from watching the last of the Army of Midnight pass and raised an eyebrow at Twilight. “Oh, you poor mare, you have absolutely no clue what’s going on right now, do you?” she taunted with a haughty laugh. “You think that everything in this world should fit into your personal grasp of reality? That is simply laughable!”

Twilight snorted with indignation while turning the possibilities of what she’d just seen over in her mind, “I’ll have you know that I’ve read every book in my library at least thrice, and the books not in the Restricted Archives section of Canterlot’s Royal Library multiple times! I’m quite well read.” She posed with her head held high, proud as she could be of her literary accomplishments.

Instead of her expected praises, a bout of snorting laughter brought a gasp from Twilight’s lips. “What’s so funny!?” she demanded, forcing a glare at the cackling Nightmare.

“Oh, you silly, deluded little foal,” the alicorn mocked with a derisive sneer. “Do you honestly believe everything you read?”

“Well, no...” Twilight started.

Nightmare Moon thrust her head forward to glare menacingly into Twilight’s eyes. “Then what makes you think every piece of ‘science’ and ‘history’ is true? That everything you know to be truth is such?”

The mage took an unsure step back and darted her eyes around, trying her best to avoid the Nightmare’s arctic gaze. “But... that can’t be! Why should I ever doubt Starswirl the Bearded, Sotrotes, or even Pri- Er, Celestia!?”

The Bringer of Night snorted and turned away, ignoring the rapidly receding army to walk out into the middle of the road. “If you are truly my sister’s daughter, and my niece, as little as that title means to me, then you will understand soon enough.”

“Understand what?” Twilight demanded as she galloped after the alicorn. What does she mean? What does she know that I don’t? Or shouldn’t?

A knowing smirk adorned Nightmare Moon’s face. “That is the question, is it not?” She shifted her mane to hide her features from Twilight. “And you expect me to simply tell you what lay hidden within the Archives, and of my own memories just like that? You must be delusional!”

Stopping in place, Twilight flattened her ears, dumbfounded. She thought quickly, darting her gaze across the dirt road. What I know may not be true?On the one hoof, I can ignore that and have it gnaw at me for however long, or... Ugh! Just one more string she gets to attach to me! “Wait!” Twilight exclaimed, reaching out a hoof towards Nightmare Moon as she walked away. Why must she taunt me so!? This will probably doom me to the pits of Tartarus.

The Nightmare continued her brisk stride, forcing Twilight to trot after her to keep pace. “What do you want, Twilight Sparkle?” she muttered with a long-suffering sigh, her hooves raising puffs of dust with each step.

Twilight bit her lip and she ran up beside the Midnight Queen, attempting to peer around her starry mane. Alright, here goes. With a deep breath she said, “Nightmare, my entire desire is the pursuit of knowledge. I would do anything to-”

“NO!” Nightmare hissed, stomping her forehoof in agitation. “Never say such a thing to me unless you are prepared for the consequences. You know the price you’d have to pay for my knowledge.” With a dismissive flick of her tail, the Midnight Queen shifted into her night-sky cloud form and drifted a distance ahead before reforming, leaving Twilight behind.

What does she me- Twilight thought, then flinched as the realization hit her. Oh, yeah, that. Wait... Why can’t she do that cloud thingy to get to wherever we are going? It certainly would be quicker that way if she... stored me in her mane and did that. Twilight shook the thought from her head and swiftly galloped ahead to close the distance. When she finally slowed down beside Nightmare, the unicorn noticed her staring off into the forest with an intense glare, focused on something deep within it.

Then, suddenly, Nightmare Moon shifted into her night-sky form and darted into the forest, bringing a gasp from Twilight’s lips.

“Hey! Wait!” she yelled, galloping into the forest after the alicorn, keeping her eyes on the direction Nightmare went while weaving between trees and through underbrush. Where is she going!?

However, the thin wisp of night sky easily vanished amongst the trees. No no nononono! If I can’t find her, I’ll be lost here! Twilight continued dashing through the forest, throwing her gaze in all directions in an attempt to find where the alicorn had fled to.

Where are you!? she thought in panic, then burst through a particularly thick patch of underbrush, only to slip down the steep hill it hid with a shriek. Narrowly missing saplings and larger trunks and earning herself several scratches from thorny bushes in her path, Twilight finally managed to grasp onto a low branch with her teeth.

Slowly getting to her hooves while keeping the branch in her teeth, Twilight steadied herself before releasing it and taking a look around. Not far from her, the decline leveled off before becoming a sharp drop that terminated in a small river with a well-worn bank. Peeking over the edge, she teleported down to the shore, then sighed and glanced about again.

Alright, that was way too close. Serves me right for barreling off without watching where I was going. She could see only the thick forest, the cliff face, and an immense cave set into the cliffside. I’m lost... Alright, think Twilight. Nightmare Moon had to have gone somewhere nearby! She definitely flew in this direction!

As if in an answer to her unsaid prayers, a familiar cackle echoed from within the cavern. There! she thought excitedly, trotting to the cave entrance. Within, a deep shadow overtook everything, made deeper still by the unrelenting night. Even the gentle light of the moon barely cut into it. Deep in the system, however, Twilight could barely make out a small glimmer, as if from torch light.

Lighting her horn, the unicorn trotted into the mouth of the cave and down the tunnel, avoiding boulders and the occasional stalagmite in the consuming darkness. Nearly... there. She heard the sounds of conversation coming from ahead, though the mage couldn’t make them out.

As the light became brighter, Twilight could make out more details of the cave tunnel she ran through. Scratches on the walls. Evidence of thrown aside boulders, shattered stalagmites and stalactites, and great gouges in the floor I have to avoid. This sounds like the home of …

A dragon! Twilight Sparkle finished her thought, bursting out into the light and nearly slamming into a crystalline magic shield that had been erected around the immense cavern she found herself in. Ahead of her, in the distance, Twilight sighted Nightmare Moon, without her saddlebags, pacing warily near an ancient black dragon who was lying on an immense pile of gold and jewels.

Dear Celestia, he’s massive! He has to be the oldest dragon I’ve ever seen! she thought in shock, her eyes going wide before she overheard the conversation going on.

“...thought I wouldn’t remember you, Demon Spawn?” the dragon growled, his gaze fixed on the pacing Nightmare Moon.

The alicorn smiled wickedly. “Oh, no no no. I imagine you remember just fine, just as I remember you. Stalliongrad, was it? A foolhardy drake looking to stand up for my sister. I remember that as ending quite well for you!”

The dragon snarled, baring his lengthy fangs and flexing his claws through the gold. “Yes, I recall that. And I recall leaving several marks on your divine persona. Come to finish the job then, Mare of Dreams?”

Wait, he’s that dragon!? But... but... Nightmare Moon killed him over a thousand years ago! This doesn’t make any sense! Twilight pondered in confusion, unable to wrap her mind around the present events.

Nightmare Moon barked a sharp laugh and stamped her hoof, “Oh, you poor little hatchling. Of course not! I came to find out why this little spot felt oh so familiar to me!” She cackled again, her mirth echoing within the cavern. “It even looks like we have a little audience, don’t you agree, Curthan?”

The massive dragon Curthan hissed in annoyance and turned his gaze to Twilight, “A fine snack once I deal with you, Truth Hider.”

Twilight eeped and fell back on her haunches, the saddlebags tumbling free. A snack? A snack!? Oh boy, as if things couldn’t get any worse, now a dragon wants to eat me. Alright, calm down, Twilight. Nightmare Moon constructed a shield that should keep him inside. She swallowed nervously, I hope.

With her ears flattened, Nightmare Moon narrowed her eyes and glared at Curthan. “One, you will have to go through me first. And two, she’s mine, you little hatchling. I will see you dead for good before you ever touch a single strand of her mane.”

“Oh? I’ll take that as a challenge, Demonspawn. You see, I was stupid in attempting to fight you the first time we clashed. But now I have the upper hand.” Curthan stood, lifting his gigantic bulk from the pile of treasure, gold tinkling as it fell from his body. “Your death for what you have done comes now!”

“Perfect,” the mare muttered, parting her grin. Instead of the normal teeth a pony should have, Nightmare Moon’s were revealed to instead be rows of dagger-like fangs.

That can’t be right, Twilight surmised, squinting to see if it was simply a trick of the light. I’ve seen her teeth before and they were never that way!

Curthan’s massive claws rose up and slashed at the alicorn, meeting nothing but smoke instead of the flesh he expected. Nightmare Moon’s body seemed to flow around his claws, writhing about before reforming. Except now her mane and tail were no longer billowy clouds of night. Instead, they writhed about as numerous thick tendrils.

“Losing your touch, Curthan? I could swear I remember you laying at least one mark on me during our first battle. Have you grown soft?” Nightmare Moon mocked the confused dragon, her mane snaking in all directions. Her smile grew wider, defying all biological standards that a face should have. Instead, it continued to expand until Twilight swore the Mare of the Night’s head became hinged. The teeth enlarged further still while her eyes became wide with glee.

Curthan immediately noticed the changes and blasted a roar of challenge at the Nightmare, leaping from his gold pile to strike at her again. This time, however, his blow landed, leaving a deep gash in Nightmare Moon’s flank.

Jumping away with great flap of her wings, Nightmare never lost her wicked smile as she turned to glance at the wound. As blood seeped down her leg, she cackled loud and deep while the slash shifted and closed for one second, then re-opened, revealing a giant mouth with more fangs. It gnashed while she smirked up at Curthan. “You see, I’ve learned quite a bit since we last fought.”

Recoiling slightly from the sight, Curthan snapped his jaws, “You truly are a monster of nightmares! I shall cleanse you from this world!” Inhaling, he breathed out a torrent of flame that washed over the alicorn, hiding her from view until he finished.

As Twilight watched the flames slowly dissipate from where she stood, she suddenly found herself rooted in place by an indescribable feeling of fear. Wh-what’s happening!?

The little smoke resulting from the fire rose away, revealing a grotesque sight. Instead of Nightmare Moon standing unharmed, or as a burned body, something else entirely took her place.

The creature standing before Curthan had the basic shape of an alicorn, yet shadowy tendrils and tentacles sprouted from almost every square inch of its body. Where they didn’t sprout, gaping maws lined with dagger-like fangs lashed out at anything nearby. And the head... or what was meant to be the head instead seemed more-like a carnivorous flower, its petals spread wide and coated with more teeth than Twilight could count.

“Do you like my new look, Curthan? I made it just for you!” the monstrosity uttered in a voice that sounded like bones grinding down to dust.

With the sight of what Nightmare Moon became, the fear impulse struck Twilight harder than ever before, locking up her entire body and clouding her thoughts. I-it m-must be a f-f-fear aur-aura!

The creature Nightmare Moon had become turned and gazed without eyes at Twilight Sparkle. With the added pressure from the aura, she lost all control, her mind locking down tight and a warm wetness spreading down her rear legs.

“Perfect,” Nightmare Moon muttered, turning her head back to Curthan at the sound of a clinking noise. He had backed up to the piles of treasure, his eyes wide not in fear, but from being startled. “Not so perfect. What’s the matter, Curthan? Don’t you like my new look?”

He finally stood his ground and raised his head high with a noble arch to his neck, “You think I can be swayed that easily, Fiend of Night!? Your magic won’t affect me as it does my future snack! Your candle will be snuffed out, just as I should have done so long ago!”

With her tentacles thrashing in readiness, Nightmare Moon changed her stance to prepare for the coming battle. “Then come and get me! Show me that you can take down a goddess!”

Growling, Curthan leapt forward. Ready for him, she lashed out with the tendrils, but missed when he darted to the side with surprising agility. Curthan bit down on the clump of tentacles and chomped clean through them, bringing a shriek of pain from Nightmare’s lips. Black ichor dripped from the tips of the wounded appendages. A triumphant chuckle broke from Curthan’s maw before the mass of writhing tentacles in his mouth melted and began eating into his tongue, teeth, and scales.

His laugh quickly turning into a roar of pain, the dragon flailed his head, sending disintegrating bits of black tissue flying in all directions. With Curthan distracted, Nightmare Moon quickly closed the distance between them and whipped several more of the thick tendrils forward to slap against his chest, creating great rifts in the protective scales. However, instead of any kind of bodily fluid leaking from the wounds, a bright light emitted outward.

Managing to ignore his pain for a moment, Curthan jumped back with a flap of his leathery wings. “How!? How are you able to do such a thing!?” he yelled out, brushing away the last bits of tentacle to reveal more of the brilliant gashes around his mouth.

Laughing not from her petal-mouth, but instead the many mouths strewn across her body Nightmare Moon haughtily replied in chorus, “It didn’t take me long to figure out! And now I know what to do with your kind. The Pure will know that standing against me will not be beneficial to them!”

Finally, Curthan showed fear on his face, knowing that no matter what he did to Nightmare Moon, she was ready for him, and he would only end up injured or worse from the ordeal. “I... I... surrender! Leave me be and let me continue living! I beg of you! Mercy!”

Nightmare Moon advanced to the gold pile, her head-petals closing somewhat to speak, instead of the many mouths on her body. “No, I think not. You attacked me, you threatened my subject, and you threaten my kingdom! No, your life... or rather unlife is mine, hatchling!”

For a moment, Curthan forgot his wounds and seemed to be taken aback. Then he barked a mighty laugh and spread coins across the stone floor as he took a defensive stance. “Oh, that is rich! You think the nearby city is part of your kingdom!? You delude yourself! And I will defend myself to my very last breath for your failure to accept my surrender!”

“Oh?” Nightmare Moon questioned, thoughts roiling within her head. “Then you seem to misunderstand your history quite a bit.” Around her, a dark miasma exuded from her being, casting the air around her into shadow. Her tentacles extruded themselves all around her, sliding across the floor in an ever-widening circle.

Curthan, with a quick swipe of his claws, flung a large mound of his hoard at Nightmare Moon, the gold pelting heavily against her body and bruising the tendrils. Withdrawing the appendages, she used her wings to shield herself against the onslaught, allowing Curthan his opening.

A quick intake of breath and swift exhale bathed the mutated alicorn in white-hot flames, melting the gold strewn about as well as burning away the tentacles coating her body. Shrieking in agony, Nightmare stumbled out of the fire, many of the tentacles having been burned to mere stumps or even lumps of scorched flesh.

From Twilight’s point of view, even within her fear-induced state, she quickly surmised, She’s using immense amounts of magic to do this! Then, watching as Nightmare stumbled for a second, the unicorn battered at the aura’s effects, attempting to regain control of herself. She can’t keep this up for much longer!

Even with the severe damage done to her, the smoking Nightmare Moon turned and stared defiantly at Curthan, “Is that the best an ancient can dole out?”

Curthan circled the mare with triumph in his eyes. “Now who’s on the defensive, monster! You refused my surrender, and so I refuse you victory!” Reaching out, he swatted the exhausted alicorn and sent her flying across the chamber to crash into the side of the shield. Collapsing to the stone floor, Nightmare Moon unsteadily climbed to her hooves and glared at Curthan.

“If you want me, then come and get me. Your main course can start with me, if you can stomach this pony!” Lifting her forehoof, it elongated into a lengthy ebon blade. The effort proved too much for her and she stumbled to her knees, burned tentacles crumbling to dust from the impact.

Curthan took his time stomping across the chamber, his face no longer showing the pain of his wounds. Instead, a boastful grin lay plastered over it. “Oh, how long have I waited for this moment, Mare of Lies!” Reaching her, he stood above her as he basked in the glory of his deed. “Your terror ends now!”

He bent his head down to snap her up in his jaws, only to be surprised when she jumped up with astonishing strength despite her injuries and jammed the blade into his throat, snapping it off at the hoof. “Next time...” Her breath came in deep pants as she spoke, “You will remember why you call me the Mare of Lies.”

Curthan’s body convulsed as the blade branched in all directions through the dragon’s body, many times breaking through the scales to birth more light-emitting wounds. A roar of extreme torment tore from his throat as he fell backwards, and then onto his side as he clawed at the wounds. Finally, with one last shudder, his body fell still while the blade evaporated into smoke.

Nightmare Moon watched as, little by little, Curthan’s body dissolved, then she collapsed, taking in ragged gasps.

For Twilight, the aura lessened enough for her to regain control of most of her thoughts. It-it’s over? Oh dear Celestia! I... I... I don't even know what to think of what I just saw, it's too horrible to describe! How could she do such a thing!? She turned her eyes to the dragon’s corpse, disgusted and yet oddly fascinated by it. Twilight noticed not that Nightmare had caught her breath and stood up, walking toward her location.

With great effort, Twilight pulled her eyes away from Curthan’s disintegrating remains to instead lock her gaze on Nightmare Moon. Before her, the shield vanished, leaving the changed alicorn to approach Twilight. D-dear Celestia! She’s coming for me next! Twilight trembled in thought, shutting her eyes tight.

Instead, Twilight felt her body relax as the fear aura vanished. Relief spread through her body, nearly causing her to collapse in place, despite how bad of an idea that would have been. Opening one eye at a time, she gasped as Nightmare Moon’s normal form stood before her, no longer the monstrosity that had killed Curthan. Or, at least, the changed monstrosity. I don’t think I’ll ever see her the same way again, or want to fight her if she can do those things!

Wrinkling her muzzle in disdain, Nightmare Moon walked a wide berth around Twilight and dismissively snorted, “Get yourself cleaned up, foal! And next time, learn to control your body!”

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Point to myself, Nightmare Moon contemplated. Next time I do battle with a dragon, I should do it with a strategy that doesn’t leave me completely exhausted afterward. She felt like a beaten rag, her joints and muscles aching. Nothing a little rest wouldn’t fix, but apparently a side effect from her changes, as well as the intense beating she received.

She lay against a tree, watching Twilight bathe in the stream ahead, their saddlebags set off to the side out of the way. I will have to use that aura more often, but more subtly. A little fear can heavily influence decisions, but too much, or the wrong amount, can lead to the opposite effect. Or, in that mare’s case, locking up and wetting herself. I do not think I should let her live it down. Nightmare smirked to herself, anticipating the slight torment that she would bring Twilight by letting her constantly remember the embarrasing situation.

She will make a fine addition to my retinue. Not as far as in that little universe my sister imagined, but certainly my second-in-command if it comes to that. I shall have to see. For now... The Moon Goddess let out a yawn and stretched her forehooves. When she finishes, I will have her set up the tent. I feel a nap is in order to restore my power. And after that, finding out whatever it is I feel nearby. Is it the town Curthan mentioned?

Unfurling her wings tiredly to the sides, Nightmare Moon observed Twilight walk out of the stream and shake herself dry. “Twilight Sparkle, set up the tent, I require rest.”

The unicorn started and stared wide-eyed at her for a moment, before swallowing and giving a nod, lifting the tent block out of the bag. Well, well. It seems that aura, coupled with what I did to Curthan, had a beneficial effect on her. I wonder how long it’ll last. She chuckled softly to herself, imagining the applications of the aura, especially to the six ponies who’d defeated her. Though, her will is strong, so I do not believe she’ll be this way for long. Once she comes out of shock, she’ll probably be herself again.

Before her, the tent unfolded from the block and inflated to its full size. Standing, she hobbled over the the tent and slipped into the doorway, nearly stumbling twice over the strewn cushions as she made her way over to her sleeping alcove. Out of the corner of her eye, Nightmare noted Twilight entering with the saddlebags hovering before her and setting them into a corner, then tiptoeing her way to the bookcase.

Slipping into the alcove and sliding the curtains closed, Nightmare Moon flumped down and phased her armor off, setting it aside. A few hours of rest should do me well.

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The sudden awareness shook the drowsiness from Nightmare Moon as she awoke. Immediately, the near lack of sensory input brought her full attention to the fore. Wh- Where am I!? she thought panickedly as intense cold penetrated her form, freezing her to the marrow and causing her bones to feel as if they would shatter at the slightest touch.

What’s going on? I... I can’t see! I can’t hear! Where am I!? What’s going on!? Her thoughts became frantic and jumbled as she attempted to recall past events. I... I... calm down, calm down! There’s an explanation for everything! Deep breaths, deep... I can’t breathe. I can’t breathe!

An overwhelming wave of panic struck the alicorn. Her present circumstances only put her into more of a panic. She felt paralyzed, frozen in place and yet every nerve, limb, and cell of her body felt inflamed with the agony of the bone-splitting cold. Nightmare Moon wished she could clench her teeth, her muscles, something to aid against the pain. The last thing I knew, I was fighting my rebellious upstart of a sister when she found the Elements, and then... No. NO!

The sudden realization of her fate simultaneously enraged and terrified the alicorn. The thought that her sister may have defeated her, in some inconceivable way, sent chills through Nightmare Moon’s frozen form. That foal! When I discover the spell she used to do whatever it was to me, I will do more than just force her to Slumber! She will rue the day she betrayed me! Digging deep into her mind and ignoring the dormant ball of thoughts that was her other half, the Nightmare gathered what little strength she had left, then stretched out with her thoughts. All around her body, or whatever she existed within, lay an empty and lonely expanse.

Stretching her reserves to their limits, she expanded until she met not only the boundaries of her prison, but also the magical barrier preventing her from leaving. She skidded along its mirror-like surface, attempting to find cracks in the barrier or the folds of a formed spell, or some sort of foothold, and found nothing. Saving her energy, Nightmare Moon retreated back into her body and set about discovering the location of her prison.

With a feeling of gritted teeth, the Nightmare swam through the intense, cold-driven pain to gather her thoughts. I can’t see, hear, or feel anything more than this blasted cold. Oh, my sister, you will pay dearly! I don’t know what happened in those final moments, but she must have found a way to imprison me in the Northern Reaches. No. My prison is too familiar. She ran through a mental list of all the places she knew of in which she could possibly be imprisoned. At last it dawned on her. My moon. That bucking foal banished and imprisoned me within my moon! Her rage ignited and she blasted at the walls of her prison, squandering the little power remaining to try weakening the barrier, to little effect.

Eventually, the mare exhausted her fury and fell back into a deep slumber, waking again an unknown amount of time later.

Minutes passed, then days and weeks. Years followed. Over time, intense hunger gnawed at Nightmare Moon’s frozen stomach, while the sense of dehydration clouded her mind. She knew this to be a punishment set by her Haven-damned sister, to have no body, yet to feel everything from one. Her rage cooled to be replaced by endless remorse and sorrow.

I... I don’t wish to be imprisoned any longer. Please, Celestia, Altair, anypony who can hear me... I want to be free.

I’m sorry.

Nightmare Moon started awake and frantically glanced about. It all seemed so real. Even though she recalled dreaming this before as Luna, it also came from her perspective. Reaching up with a hoof, the Nightmare surprisingly discovered her cheeks to be damp and her eyes puffy. I- I’ve never cried. Curse you, Luna, for passing your weak emotions onto me!

Reminiscing on the whys of her transformation, Nightmare Moon stared at her stored armor in quiet thought. I never deserved that punishment! A thousand years of torture and everlasting loneliness! She ground her teeth in anger, then shivered as the memory of intense cold permeated her body. She shoved the curtains of the sleeping alcove aside, shuddering again as the cooler air from within the tent brushed against her.

Stepping out of the nook and leaving her armor behind, the Queen of the Night stumbled once before managing to right herself. Her mind lay nearly in chaos as she walked around the strewn pillows and past Twilight Sparkle, who lay oblivious to all else while buried in her book.

Nightmare slipped out the front flaps of the tent and drew in on herself from the wind blowing through the trees. Glancing up, she could just barely spot her moon through the trees, half covered by a thin, drifting cloud. That foalish sister of mine. She’ll destroy both Equestria and Trelaria with her foolishness. The temperature is already dropping. I want to get warm again. I HAVE to get warm!

She collapsed atop the forest loam, her coat trembling as the remembered chill penetrated through her form. Focusing her magic, Nightmare ignited the air before her with a fwoosh, the intense flames throwing immense shadows through the trees. Pulling herself closer to the flames and ignoring the heat they radiated, Nightmare Moon curled herself up near them as she peered off into the distance.

I know there are those out there who love me and care for my night, but my own sister only cares for the other side of me, even though she grew up with me, too! A rustling behind her drew the alicorn from her thoughts, and without looking she muttered enough to be heard, “So. Twilight Sparkle, you have had several chances to be rid of me, to return me to Luna. Even now, while I am vulnerable. Why have you not?”

She slowly turned her head and fixed sorrow-filled eyes on the lavender unicorn. Twilight’s head poked out of the tent flaps, curiosity and just a touch of fear on her face. “Why? There is no need to fear me right now, you are not my enemy. Yet.” she asked again. Why does this nightmare of mine have my emotions in such a riotous mess?

“The thought has crossed my mind,” Twilight admitted, taking a several steps out, yet keeping her distance from Nightmare. “Especially after I witnessed what you did with that dragon. But right now we need your power to help make things right.”

Nightmare sighed in exasperation and rolled her eyes, lowering her head in annoyance. “Yes, yes, and then you and your friends will simply gather the Elements and get rid of me. Again.”

Twilight remained silent for a moment, then flicked her tail and attempted to slink back to the tent. “Ahahaha, yes, well, I think I hear my book calling me. So I’ll just be on my way and-”

“Wait,” Nightmare Moon asserted. “I have a question for you.” She twisted her head away to instead peer into the heart of the fire driving away the memories of bitter cold. “What are things like with your brother?”

Taken aback by the sudden interest in her familial relations, Twilight took a step forward and raised an eyebrow in confusion. “Why... do you ask? I did not believe you would be one to inquire about me in such a way.”

Lowering her head, the alicorn gritted her teeth before replying, “My own sister despises me with all her heart. Her own sibling!” Lashing her tail, she shouted just as Twilight opened her mouth to speak. “Stop! I know what you mean to say. You’ve read that damnable book, you know exactly who I am! I am Luna, and she is me. Imagine that some creature who appeared just like you held your brother’s entire love, but he cared not an iota for you.”

Twilight froze, uncertain of what to say. Silence reigned for a good minute before her voice returned. “I would not know what that is like, Nightmare. I love my brother with all my heart, and he loves me. I rarely ever get to see him anymore, but I know we’re in each others’ thoughts.”

Nightmare Moon refused to speak, rolling her thoughts about in her head. Finally, she sighed, “Twilight, our pasts may be badly entwined, but I am lonely. Go, grab your book and keep me company for this night until I feel ready for us to continue our journey.”

Retreating a step, Twilight glanced about with uncertainty, “I don’t find the idea of doing such to be-”

The Queen of Night settled her head down on her forehooves and with barely restrained annoyance hissed, “Please.”

Without a word, Twilight twirled and re-entered the tent. A moment later, she re-emerged with her horn lit, carrying her book to settle down a pony-length from the Nightmare.

The mare in return breathed a deep sigh, casting her eyes past the flames into the forest. With her senses she drifted out beyond their miniscule clearing and probed a distance away, attempting to confirm her earlier suspicions. I knowI sensed something out there. And if it’s what I believe it is, I should easily be able to take Twilight under my wing with her near me.

Her magical senses told her that something lay out there amidst the forest, yet that something either existed as an anomaly screwing with her magic, or was hidden. Maybe... Stretching out with other senses and staring in the direction of the anomaly, she opened her mind to detect the dreams of any creatures living there.

Immediately Nightmare’s thoughts became touched by the minds of a small batch of ponies. She blinked out of a daze and wondered, That can’t be right. This is currently what would be night. Where are all the dreams? They’re definitely equine, but I will have to look into this. “Twilight.”

Twilight’s head darted up from her book and she placed a hoof on the page to mark her page. With her ears flat, she tilted her head in annoyance and replied, “Yes, Nightmare Moon? I am quite busy studying an array of spells I’ve never seen before.”

Nightmare smirked and replied, “Stretch out with your magical senses to the northeast, in the direction the road heads. Tell me what you find.” She awaited Twilight’s response as the unicorn shut her eyes and pulsed magic into her horn, lighting it with a gentle glow.

For several long minutes Nightmare Moon watched on as Twilight’s eyes shifted under her eyelids and her horn’s shimmering changed in intensity. Finally, the mare opened her eyes and stared at the alicorn in confusion, “Nothing. There’s nothing out there. It feels like there should be, but I can’t seem to find out why.”

“That’s what I thought. Imagine something, Twilight,” Nightmare Moon started, then grinned to herself. “We come across a very well equipped army of all kinds of ponies claiming to march under my name. Except I just arrived the day before. Meaning...”

“...That wherever they disembarked from must be nearby!” Twilight finished excitedly.

Nightmare snorted in annoyance at being interrupted, “Yes, that. So whatever is out there, possibly the capital city of Trelaria, is hidden from normal and magical sight. Else I would have seen it long ago.” Still, a nice deduction on her part, but I will have to teach her that interrupting her Queen will be frowned on.

Twilight hopped to her hooves and slammed the book shut, giddiness driving her sudden change in mood. “What are we waiting for, then!? Let’s get moving! The sooner we get there, the sooner we’ll have warm meals, warm beds, and the ability to find out what’s going on!”

Nightmare Moon climbed to her hooves and twisted, brushing bits of loam from her coat with her tail. “Not so fast. There is one thing that needs to happen beforehand. Your safety. The... my subjects, I should call them, see you as part of the ‘Land of the Living.” The Nightmare barked forth a short laugh, startling Twilight. “I must change that.”

Dropping the book in shock, Twilight took a few steps back, her eyes wide in terror, “Y-you mean to kill me, then!?”

“What!?” the Queen drew back in alarm, then chuckled in annoyed amusement. “Oh, no no no,” she whispered, slowly advancing toward Twilight. “I mean to give you my protection. None of my other subjects would ever think to harm you, for what I may do to them if they attempt.”

Twilight anxiously laughed as if she knew that all along. “Yes, well, I still don’t see what you mean,” she admitted, retreating from Nightmare Moon one step at a time. “I mean, is there some sort of magic or armor that can do such?”

“You could say that,” Nightmare smugly returned, her eyes menacing in the firelight. “It involves a great deal of magic, but I do believe it will be quite... beneficial for the both of us.”

Twilight darted her eyes about, slipping to the other side of the fire, placing it between Nightmare Moon and herself. “Then why do you act like you’re stalking me?”

Hissing in frustration, Nightmare Moon shouted, infusing her words with power and fear, “Twilight Sparkle, you will stand still right this instant, or else I will throw you to the soldiers myself!”

Twilight froze in place, her eyes bulging as Nightmare’s magics struck and dazed her. This permitted Nightmare Moon enough time to dart around the fire and wrap Twilight’s body and horn in her mane, leaving just the unicorn’s eyes free of the billowing cloud. “These will protect you, and keep you nicely bound to me, I do believe.”

The enchantment over Twilight swiftly wore off and she stared up at Nightmare Moon in fear.

After a moment of intense concentration, Nightmare Moon disentwined her mane from around Twilight Sparkle’s body, leaving her free once again. Or mostly. Around Twilight’s neck lay a snug and glimmering breastplate reminiscent of the one Luna wore, and around her horn a ring of the darkest night.

“Now sleep,” She whispered, touching her mane to the tip of Twilight’s horn, with the unicorn collapsing where she stood in immediate slumber.

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Twilight groggily awoke, blinking sleep from her eyes as she discovered herself surrounded by a plethora of cushions. Around her, the tent’s magical lights glowed dimly, set for the occupants’ benefit during sleep. Through the dim illumination, Twilight’s eyes scanned the room, coming to rest on Nightmare Moon sitting on her haunches as she read through the tome Celestia gave her.

In that instant, everything rushed back to Twilight. Their last conversation, the spell Nightmare worked on her, and her new permanent accessories. What!? No! Nonono! This is bad! This can’t be happening! She immediately reached up and grasped the collar with her forehooves, attempting to pull it off her neck. Crackling appeared over the collar’s entire surface while it reacted as if Twilight were pulling apart two magnets. It has to come off, it MUST come off!

The more she tugged, however, the more the collar fought and the less ground she gained against it. Tears formed at the corner of her eyes while the collar showed her efforts to be futile. A sudden intense pain in her horn forced a cry of pain from her mouth and she released the accessory, instead to cradle the horn, and the now-felt inhibitor on it.

Glancing up through a haze of tears, Twilight barely made out the form of Nightmare Moon standing above her while withdrawing the hoof she had smacked the unicorn’s horn with. “Why!?” she gasped out in pain and fear, uncertain of what may happen to her.

“Why?” Nightmare returned, standing menacingly before the unicorn. “Do you think I mean to make you my pet that easily? Over a simple life and death situation?” Nightmare Moon barked forth a raucous laugh before her expression turned to one of unamusement. “No, it is simply that, protection. If you haven’t noticed, your inhibitor isn’t doing anything of the sort. Oh no, my dear unicorn. I intend to make you mine through your complete agreement.”

Standing unsteadily to her hooves, Twilight wiped her eyes and stared down at the snug collar around her neck, “Then what about the ‘bound’ to you, part? You can’t simply tell me that’s for my safety too?”

Another laugh and this time, the Nightmare smiled in genuine amusement. “Oh, no, that’s definitely what it does. I never said the inhibitor and collar weren’t functional. I can still control them, meaning I know exactly where you are at all times, and if you displease me, well...” A low rumble emanated from Nightmare Moon, reminiscent of a chuckle. “I don’t think you’ll want to displease me at all.”

“But... but...” Twilight stuttered, her eyes wide in disbelief.

“Enough!” Nightmare Moon barked, slipping over to her sleeping alcove to float pieces of her armor over to her body, latching them about her form before sliding her helmet onto her head and shifting it into place. Her mane wavered for a brief moment before resuming its billowous nature. “Get the tent packed up and take care of anything you may need to do. I don’t wish for you to have any... accidents like before.” She glared with a single eye at Twilight as she settled the inter-linking plates of her neck armor.

Twilight blushed and glanced away, instead walking away to grumble and peer at herself in a tiny wall-mounted mirror. Great, so not only can she keep track of me, but I’m also apparently her personal servant now. Grumbling in annoyance, she studied the collar decorating her neck, then glimpsed at her inhibitor. I bet anypony else would have wet themselves in fear. Hard to avoid a magic-based aura meant to strike an intense feeling of fear in the area.

A cloud of violet mist appeared behind Twilight and materialized into a very grim-faced Nightmare Moon. “Now, foal!”

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“Twilight, how far have you viewed that book my... sister,” Nightmare Moon said with a touch of deplore. “...gave you, hm? I do believe you should read the entire thing just to understand our predicament.”

“Well...” Twilight started, puffing under the weight of both saddlebags. She swore Nightmare Moon’s bags grew heavier each time the unicorn carried them.

The two ponies traveled the roads again, after a short time in which Twilight dismantled and stored the tent while Nightmare Moon made herself presentable for her coming entrance into the city.

“I think we got to the portion after the Everlasting War finally ended and the months of reconstruction that followed. Why? Does it get...” Twilight swallowed with trepidation and turned to glance back at the saddlebag containing the tome. “Worse?”

Nightmare Moon flicked her head and took a cursory glance about the forest on either side of the dirt road. Dirt or not, something feels strange about all this. It’s currently the middle of the night, and I sensed few sleeping creatures beyond that barrier. Something is certainly going on. “Much worse, my inquisitive unicorn. Much much worse. You truly have no idea as of yet what Erebus can do.”

Twilight bit her lip and hovered the filigreed tome from her saddlebags, having to move Nightmare Moon’s own to reach it. She eyed over its surface before peering down at the collar fit snugly around her neck, “And when will these things be removed?”

The alicorn rolled her eyes and smirked, “Oh, whenever the danger has passed or I no longer require your services.” Or never, depending on how things go. My sister will have to pry her ‘faithful student’ from my grasp.

“‘No longer require my services?’ What the hay does that mean!?” Twilight demanded, pointing the book at Nightmare Moon with a snort.

Nightmare Moon leaned her head in close and whispered, “You will soon find out if we survive all this.” She then pulled away and shifted her mane to block Twilight from her view. “And I will answer no more on this matter! Now read, before I decide to have you do something more productive!”

“But-! ...Fine,” Twilight Sparkle growled, throwing open the book and staring into the pages with a determined glare.

Pulling her mane away and peering at Twilight out of the corner of her eye, Nightmare Moon nodded in satisfaction. So she can take commands. This is good. The way to train any new acquisition is to start with small commands and work my way up to- What is this? A noticeable change in the road drew her from her thoughts.

Lowering her head and examining the road’s surface while in transit, Nightmare Moon narrowed her eyes. Something’s not...Aha! She probed the surface with her magic, barely making out the outlines of an intricate and extremely hard to find illusion spell. Parting the veil of deception, the mare of darkness wished to bark a laugh. Beneath their feet past the illusion lay well-worn cobblestones. We’re close.

Taking a brief glance at Twilight, Nightmare Moon calculated the distance to whatever lay hidden nearby. By the feeling of my magic earlier compared to now, and the speed we’re going... It should take us no longer than half an hour to reach the barrier, and no less than twenty minutes at the least. And by the looks of little Twilight over there, she’s reaching the end of those accounts. This will be fun to behold.

Scanning the skies above, Nightmare Moon sighted stars, their names automatically coming to her mind. Then, she locked her eyes on her moon, and a flash of anger coursed through her. Damn that sister of mine! My moon has been corrupted by memories of my imprisonment. I can’t ever look upon its visage the same again, she thought with a bitter stomp of her hoof.

The mare remained silent while they continued their journey, her thoughts jumping from one topic to another in abject boredom. She started out of her thoughts when she heard Twilight gasp. Raising an eyebrow and glancing to the side, Nightmare smiled to herself the moment she noticed that the unicorn had finished the story with puffy eyes.

Time to set a little lesson into motion. One that shall be QUITE fun to behold.

“Nightmare Moon, I...” Twilight started, then swiveled her head in every direction searching for the alicorn. The road and surrounding forest remained clear of any other life.

“Did I really become so engrossed in that tome that I lost her?” she wondered aloud, wiping her eyes with her knee as she stopped in place. Slipping the book into her bag and shifting to settle the two saddlebags into a more comfortable position, she spun in position to watch out for Nightmare Moon. “Come on, this isn’t funny in the least!”

Nearby, an inky pool of shadow formed and began spreading across the surface of the road, drawing Twilight’s attention. “This can’t be good,” she muttered, scrabbling back from the rippling puddle.

Faster than she could react, the pool darted across the road’s surface and circled around Twilight to entrap her. Her eyes wide with fear, she bit her lip and frantically scanned for an escape route, with none to be found. “Ohhh, bad day! Wait, calm down Twilight, Nightmare said this Celestia-damned collar would protect me,” she whispered, her heart pounding frantically in her chest.

“There is little that could ever protect you from me, little pony,” a voice boomed, freezing Twilight’s breath and thoughts. All at once, immense walls sprung from the shadowy pool and converged overhead, trapping her within the darkness.

Roaming her eyes over the enclosure, Twilight glanced down and suddenly yelped in a mix of surprise and fear. All around her, the shadows moved in, concealing the road beneath her hooves.

“Ahaha, alright Nightmare, you can stop joking around now, you’ve scared me, please come out,” she begged, backing up until her flanks pressed up against the featureless wall.

“Joke? Scared? You know nothing of fear, Twilight Sparkle, Daughter of Celestia. There are many things in this world, including me, which no amount of fear could ever save you from.”

Before Twilight, the shadows roiled until a creature born of nightmares rose from its rippling surface. “Erebus!” she hissed.

The nightmarish abomination chuckled dryly, his rotting limbs shaking in amusement. “Indeed. So, Daughter of Celestia. Have you learned anything from that book of yours?”

“Yes!” Twilight screamed at him, shaking in fear at the powerful being walking closer to her. An intense stench of decay and death wafted from around his body, clogging Twilight’s nostrils with the clinging miasma. “I’ve learned that...” Twilight gagged, then took a short breath before continuing. “...learned that you’re a despicable and heartless creature only playing with us!”

“Oh?” Erebus taunted, standing mere feet from the unicorn, his frightening empty-eyed visage boring holes into Twilight’s soul. “And what do you mean to do about it?”

“I...” Twilight Sparkle shut her eyes and cowered back. “I don’t know...” she whispered.

“And that is exactly what we’re dealing with, Twilight Sparkle. An immensely powerful being, more powerful than even my sister and myself. One that is able to aid in the destruction of half the world, and is likely playing with us.”

“Wha-?” Twilight replied flabbergasted. She opened her eyes and let out a surprised yelp to find Nightmare Moon towering above her, everything back to the way it was. “But... That was... What happened... Whaaaaa!?”

“Yes, yes, it was all an elaborate daydream concocted by me,” Nightmare Moon explained in annoyance. “Now, if you please, I’ve journeyed quite a distance with a whining unicorn by my side. We’re at the end of our journey.”

“Wait!” Twilight exclaimed, hopping to her hooves and nearly dislodging the saddlebags from her haunches. “I have so many questions about what was in that book, and what you meant about Erebus!”

“And those will have to wait. I want to rest my hooves, fill my belly with a warm meal, and snooze in front of a fireplace, but we all can’t have what we want, now can we?” Nightmare Moon replied in exasperation, then turned and stepped forward several feet. Let’s see where this leads... She pushed past the barrier into the unknown.

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“What do you mean that ponies are complaining of the sun always being up!? That plants are starting to wilt!? That the temperatures are rising!? Of course this is happening! It is meant to!” Solar Flare shrieked at her Ministers, stamping her hoof and cracking the white granite beside her administrative cushion. “I mean to bring Equestria and its neighbors to their knees, to bow before their true Empress!”

Gasps came from around the table and many of the Ministers shared worried glances. Nothing of this sort had ever been proposed by Celestia.

“Is there something wrong, Split Banner!?” Solar Flare demanded, focusing her intense gaze on one of her Ministers.

Selected out, he shook his head and flashed his Empress a nervous smile, “Erm, no, my Queen. We’re just unsure of your decisions. Part of our job is to question everything you do, after all.” The others nodded in agreement before turning to gaze fearfully at the alicorn.

Solar Flare settled back, thinking, “That is indeed true. But understand, question me too much and I may take that as a sign that things need to change. If that is all on today’s agenda, I have another appointment I must get to.”

The Ministers shook their heads and gathered up their documents and other personal effects, many giving a sigh of relief that Solar Flare noted.

“Dismissed!” she exclaimed, standing and walking out of the chambers, ignoring the Ministers as they retreated through their own exit. Tiresome foals. If I didn’t need them to aid me with the bureaucratic day-to-day workings, I’d have them all executed for incompetence. Maybe I will have to find a new set of Ministers ready to take charge under my new regime.

Walking at a brisk pace through the halls, Solar Flare’s thinking brought her to ignore any of the other ponies making sure to stay out of her way and their fearful bows. She also did not notice the sweat on their brows from the intensity of the sun shining through the open window panes.

A few moments later, Solar Flare stepped through the door of one of her meeting rooms and closed it behind her. She turned to stare at the stallion within, dressed in his ceremonial armor. “Captain Shining Armor.”

Shining armor stepped forth and kneeled before Solar Flare, “Pr-Er, Empress. You wished to see me? Is it news concerning my sister?” He glanced up, worry etched along his face.

“The news is the same, Captain, I still have no word on where my renegade sister has taken my student. No, I have different news for you.” She gestures to the cushions and settled on the largest. “Sit, we have much to discuss.”

Shining Armor rose from his bow and took his place across from the alicorn, his curiosity evident. “How may I serve, Empress Solar Flare?” It was obvious he still wasn’t used to calling Celestia by a different name and title.

“First thing’s first, I am attempting to track Twilight’s location and having little success. Secondly, before the meeting planned in a couple days time as a formality, I must bring something to your attention.” Conjuring a map of Equestria and a current duty roster of the Royal Guard, Solar Flare stretched them out across the floor and pinned them down. “Equestria needs to expand its borders, so you will be in charge of finding and recruiting new soldiers for the Guard and training them.”

Shining Armor, after staring at the map for a moment, blinked and stood up in shock. “Wait, are you implying that we are going to war? Pri- Empress, we’ve had relative peace for-”

Solar Flare hissed and rose to her full height, “That is enough, Captain! We must prepare ourselves! Outside of Canterlot’s walls, my sister runs rampant as a renegade. A thousand years ago, she caused a war!” Stamping her hoof, the cushion burst open beneath the force of the blow and spread everywhere. “And now, not only is she free, but we have other enemies to worry about. The Guards must be increased to preserve the safety of Canterlot and all of Equestria!”

Noticing his Empress’ mood at the moment, Shining Armor wisely bowed to her. “I understand. I will make it my duty to increase the Guard. Will the other Captains know of this?”

Calming down and settling back onto an undamaged cushion, Solar briskly nodded, “The other Captains will be informed at the Formal meeting. Your job is to recruit. Theirs will be to formulate plans of defense and to follow my other orders.”

Keeping his face passive, Shining threw his gaze over the proffered map and reports, then returned it to his ruler. He studied her with an outwardly calm appearance, as if weighing his options, then responded, “I will do my best to serve you, Empress Solar Flare.”

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Continued in Part 2

Chapter 8 Part 2: Cordiara

Shining Armor seethed as he stalked across the Guard training grounds to the barracks. Something was completely wrong with his meeting with Celestia. Or as she called herself now, Solar Flare. Something is extremely amiss. The Princess has never ordered me to increase the Guard, at least not for these reasons. Then there’s the fact that she was hiding something about Twiley. What did Twilight do to bring her own teacher to hide her whereabouts?

“Captain!” a voice cried out, drawing his attention. In the distance, a squad of Guards trained across the grounds, while two of Shining’s Lieutenants galloped over to him.

“Yes, Crimson Shield?” Shining asked in a weary state. “Please make it quick, my meeting with the Empress has tried my nerves.”

Crimson Shield and Staggered Force slowed as they reached their Captain, their armor still pristine even in the elevated heat of the stationary sun. “That’s exactly what we wish to discuss with you,” Staggered explained, barely containing his curiosity. “What was so important that she had to shoehorn an informal meeting into your busy schedule?”

Rubbing his temples, Shining Armor grimaced. Ever since his wedding and the Changelings, he’d grown susceptible to migraines from the amount of time he’d held the shield around Canterlot. Enough stress would surely bring them on. “We need to raise the recruitment for the Guard and prepare them for training. Apparently we’re going to secure the outer provinces. If I didn’t know better, I’d say something replaced the Princess. Except...”

Crimson gasped and held up a hoof, “Wait. Wait wait wait. We’re supposed to do what? The last time we ever needed to actively recruit for the guard was over thirty years ago.” She glanced sidelong at Staggered, worried over the news. “Which means there’s more to this than she’s letting on.”

Staring past the two pegasi, Shining watched the squad practice marching in formation. “Exactly. And then I have no real proof of anything that’s happened. A couple days ago, she was the Princess. And now suddenly Princess Luna and the Elements, including my sister, are missing and she’s proclaimed herself as Empress and Luna as a rebel?”

Staggered Force shielded his eyes with a forehoof and stared into the sky. “I don’t doubt something’s happened. Except I know for sure the Empress is Celestia. Nopony else can control the sun, and our defense spells for finding if anypony in the castle has been replaced haven’t gone off.” He lowered the hoof and stared at his Captain in thought. “So what do we do?”

Shining Armor sighed, feeling the beginnings of a migraine, “What I’ve been ordered to do. We will open active recruitment. I have to stay and train the new recruits. You both, however, will go to Ponyville and find out what, if anything, they may know. Be discreet, no uniforms. We don’t need Solar Flare needing any excuses to do with us as she did Prince Blueblood. To think he’d want us to deal with a ‘disturbance caused by the same mares who destroyed the Gala.’”

Staggered and Crimson both saluted, hooves pressed against their breastplates. “Yes, Captain!” they cried in unison.

“Dismissed,” Shining barked, then turned away to walk slowly towards the barracks, a thought worming its way through his mind. Staggered Force is correct, of course. We’ve detected nothing out of the ordinary. And yet... Solar Flare obviously hid several details about Twiley. She knows something she’s not telling me.

Slipping into the barracks’ entrance, he made his way through the empty halls to his spartan quarters. Even though his rise in stature to Prince after his marriage to Princess Cadence granted him quarters within the castle, Shining prefered to bivouac with the troops under his command.

Sitting at his desk and staring at the amounts of reports, as well as imagining the work he’d have to get his new orders out, he groaned. We’re possibly looking at an invasion of the outer principalities. Or possibly some information the Empress hasn’t shared with me about one of the other nations, possibly the Griffins. Relations have always been tense with them.

Lifting the top report, Shining Armor skimmed over the latest quartermaster reports, his thoughts still going over the details from the meeting. I’ll eat my crest if Staggered and Crimson do not find something out in Ponyville. Spike keeps good track on what Twiley does, he should be able to easily give us the information.

The next scroll, and the dozen after that included the latest Guard movements as well as stations, and he barely had to read it, already knowing the plans by heart. So many things going on. Princess Luna missing, Princess Celestia’s change of name and appearance. The eternal sun hanging in the sky, and Empress Solar Flare’s claim to be the single ruler of Equestria. It’s almost like the account Twilight sent me of... Wait...

He dropped the scrolls in shock, ignoring the mess to instead race to the chest in front of his bed and throw it open. After much rustling through his belongings, Shining Armor withdrew a scroll containing Twilight’s seal. Unrolling it, he read through his sister’s writing. It’s all here. How Princess Luna became Nightmare Moon and attempted to bring eternal night. It all matches up! But then this begs the question.

If what’s happened to Princess Celestia is the same as what happened to Princess Luna, what could have caused it? Or whom?

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“Ugh...” Twilight groaned as she wobbled on her hooves. “Can we never do that again, please?” Passing through the barrier knocked the unicorn for a loop, confuzzling her senses and balance.

“Be glad that’s all it did,” Nightmare Moon replied grimly, staring straight ahead. “Without my touch on you, you never would have walked through the barrier. Or maybe would have been killed by it. I’m not quite sure, yet.”

Twilight clenched her teeth and rode the wave of confusing senses, sitting down to prevent herself from falling over and ignoring the fact that her saddlebags nearly slipped off. “Great, something I have to thank you about.”

“I’m not too worried right now about that, Twilight Sparkle. I do believe there is something you should be paying attention to right now,” Nightmare responded.

“And just what exa-” the unicorn started, cracking an eye open to glance in Nightmare Moon’s direction. The scene left her speechless.

Half a hoofball field away from the mages, an immense ivy-covered wall of dark granite rose above the surrounding fields. The walls all appeared to be crafted of one pieces, as she could find no seams or any other evidence of mortar having been used. From the invisible barrier to the wall, all trees and underbrush were gone, instead leaving short-cut grass to yield line of sight on anything passing through. Sentries marched atop the walls, mere shadows in the night. Nightmare Moon took a special interest in them, narrowing her eyes in quiet contemplation.

Regaining her senses, Twilight examined the wall, noticing how it stretched in each direction. It’s a massive city! This is amazing! Standing back to her hooves, the unicorn found the ground beneath them to be cobblestone and not dirt. When did this happen!? Nightmare Moon has a lot of questions she must answer when I get the chance. I-WHA!?

Nightmare Moon interrupted Twilight’s train of thought by grasping the unicorn in the violet glow of her magic. With a powerful flap of her wings, the mare launched herself high into the air, Twilight drifting along side her with her hooves scrabbling. This is not how ponies are meant to fly! ESPECIALLY unicorns! Then, she found herself shoved atop the alicorn’s back, a precarious position if she weren’t held down by magic.

“I want a good view of what I’m supposedly meant to rule over. Stay there, don’t make a sound. I would rather not have to deal with pissed off guards.” Nightmare Moon yelled over the sound of rushing wind as her wings took them up and over the wall, bringing the continued attention of the guards, who all raised a massive cheer.

Cheering? But... why? thought Twilight as she stared downwards over Nightmare Moon’s side, uncomfortable in her position but glad she wouldn’t fall off. Turning her attention elsewhere, her eyes widened in wonder at the panorama that stretched out from beneath the flying pair.

The city below stretched out in all directions, eventually ending at the shores of an immense sea lit by the moon. The cool-colored buildings stood no more than two and three stories high and possessed few corners, accentuating their inherent beauty. Nature presided all around the houses and other buildings. Roofs were capped in ivy that flowed down the walls, while flowers of a variant unknown to Twilight glowed in the moonlight and offered a soft illumination to everything around them. Balconies held personal gardens, while at the same time, larger flower gardens grew and prospered in small yards.

Twilight’s gaze drifted over the scene beneath her as Nightmare Moon’s wings flapped, bringing them to soar above the city. “It’s beautiful,” Twilight Sparkle remarked, awestruck.

“Indeed it is,” Nightmare Moon replied over the wind whistling past. “More than I imagined. And it’s mine. Something that is wholly mine...”

Far below, ponies filled the illuminated red cobblestone streets. Many rose their heads up to glance at the flying pair, cheers rising up in their wake. All around, the scent of water lay prevalent as evidenced by the numerous fountains dotting the city landscape. I don’t think even Cloudsdale gets to see this much water!

“Where are we headed?” Twilight loudly asked.

Stabilizing her flight, Nightmare Moon leveled out and glided past crowds of ponies and their abodes. “The castle up ahead, of course. You really should be more observant Twilight Sparkle, if you’re going to be of service to me.”

Twilight blinked, realizing that she had only checked to either side of the alicorn. Peering around the side of Nightmare Moon’s head not taken up by her billowing mane, Twilight gasped in awe. The two ponies were swiftly approaching an immense castle. The buildings below became more elaborate, showing that social hierarchy stood strong even in Trelaria. Up ahead, tall walls separated the castle courtyard and various outbuildings from the rest of the city; while the castle itself, appearing to be made of the same black granite as the city’s outer walls, took up a good portion of the grounds, it was bare of the same plant growth as the city. Instead, the plants seemed to be relegated to immense gardens strewn about the grounds.

The courtyard seemed to be split into several sections. By the shapes of what Twilight assumed to be guards and soldiers drilling below, she understood a large area to be for training and deployment. Alright, what about the rest? What is with these ponies? I can barely make out a thing. Where are all the street lamps and such?

Turning her gaze to other portions of the courtyard, Twilight gasped as Nightmare Moon banked and spiraled, dropping altitude to go for a landing. Ponies flocked to the courtyard, socializing and even leaving the immense portal for the throne room and main hall. Her eyes roaming past that, she took in the details of the rest of the massive construction. Everywhere, immense towers spanned and touched the sky with lights on in many of the windows that Twilight could see.

“Stop fidgeting back there! You’re throwing off my balance! It’s hard enough to fly while having to carry you around!” Nightmare angrily hissed.

Twilight started and hunched down on herself in embarrassment, “Sorry...”

Nightmare Moon snorted, continuing their descent in silence until finally she landed on the flagstones before the main entrance to the throne room. With her teeth sufficiently jarred, Twilight curiously lifted her head to peer around before she found herself unceremoniously thrown from the alicorn’s back.

“Ow! Hey!” Twilight complained, rubbing her flank before glancing up to notice Nightmare Moon studying one of the two guards stationed in front of the large doors. What...? She stood and rejoined the alicorn, studying the pony before her. The guard appeared as a pony, but... instead of regular feathers he possessed two leathery bat-like wings. Not just that, but his ears were tufted and he had dragon-like eyes. Almost like... Nightmare Moon’s!

His armor, while not as elaborate as the soldiers from the army, seemed almost fluid in its construction. While the main body of the protection extended across the stallion in segments, the breastplate itself flowed across his chest with a giant draconic eye in the center.

“Interesting” the alicorn muttered before turning away and marching through the open double doors.

Noticing Nightmare Moon’s advance, Twilight turned and bounded after her into the awaiting entrance of the castle. What awaited her within took her breath away for the second time in the hour.

Before her stretched the immense, albeit empty, throne chamber of the building. To either side of the room, large pillars of intricate design spiraled upwards into the night cloaked ceiling, while images of stars floated high overhead. Behind the pillars, vast stained-glass windows depicted what Twilight presumed to be ancient battles and deeds, and between the windows, tapestries adorned the walls showing off the same.

The floor consisted of the same black marble as the rest of the palace, except near the raised throne, where a midnight colored carpet covered the stairs leading to a mighty throne that lay empty. The throne itself was crafted of a material close in composition to polished obsidian.

It’s almost like an exact opposite of Celestia’s throne room, Twilight thought in amazement, her eyes darting about to gather all the details. Where her castle emits warmth and love, and the merit of accomplishment, this place is almost alien, cold and calculating.

“Twilight, you little foal, get up here this instant and stop lagging behind. My patience with you wears thin,” Nightmare Moon barked, startling Twilight from her musing.

That comment, in addition with the anger she already felt towards her treatment, finally pushed her over the edge and she stood fast, glaring at the Moon Goddess. “Nightmare Moon, stop this treatment right now! I have had it with being treated like a filly with no clue of the world around me! You do not own me! We’re partners in this and I am not your subordinate!”

Silence reigned for a couple moments before Nightmare Moon finally replied, her words coated in ice and dagger sharp. “I see. Well, it seems that some certain unicorn has gotten it into her head to fight me.” Nightmare turned and faced Twilight across the expanse of the throne room, her eyes blazing with cold malice. “It seems I was quite wrong in believing that you have learned your place. What a delightful turn of events this will be!” As Nightmare broke out in her raucous laughter, Twilight began to doubt her position.

I think I’ve made a bad calculation on my part, she thought just as the Nightmare’s magic grabbed ahold of her and drifted her through the air to bring her face to face with the alicorn. A HUGE miscalculation!

For a short moment, the alicorn said nothing, then finally hissed, “I shall enjoy breaking you and making you mine, Twilight Sparkle. Celestia will never regain you.”

Twilight narrowed her eyes and replied, “I’d like to see you try!”

A brief chuckle escaped from the Bringer of Night’s lips and she sneered, “Exactly the response I was hoping for.”

Before Twilight could reply, the inhibitor suddenly activated, immediately shutting down her magic. At the same time, two tendrils snaked down from it and wrapped themselves around her muzzle, shutting it tight and preventing her from speaking.

“Now, I-” Nightmare Moon started before she was interrupted.

From behind one of the pillars, a cloaked stallion walked toward the throne and silently unstealthed a table next to it that bore a remarkable resemblance to an intricate chess-board. In one swift movement, a grey glow enveloped a piece that strangely looked like Twilight and moved her to another place on the board.

“We’ll discuss this, later,” she hissed.

Twilight felt jarred when Nightmare suddenly released her magic and dropped the unicorn to the floor, knocking the breath from her.

“May I help you?” the midnight alicorn demanded, whirling on the intruder.

“Actually,” the pony calmly said, “I believe it’s the other way around. I am the Luminary. How may I help you, my Queen?” His voice sounded noble, with the wisdom of generations behind it.

Nightmare Moon left Twilight to recover behind her and marched straight up the stairs to instead lay her eyes on the sudden appearance of the chessboard. For several long seconds, she studied the layout of the pieces, many of them quite familiar, as they were crafted in the image of the creatures they portrayed.

Grumbling quietly to herself, Twilight joined the alicorn, dark thoughts on how to change her back to Luna going through her mind as she shed the saddlebags. What’s this chessboard about? I see... Myself, my friends... Luna and Celestia set off to the side? Well, I see Nightmare Moon taking Luna’s place, so that must mean. Her eyes scanned the board and came to rest on an alicorn with a mane of flame. No... mother... Luna was right!

“Interesting setup,” the Nightmare remarked, her eyes roaming the pieces spread out below. “I must say, quite accurate. Several sides, some pieces that seem to play multiple factions. And numerous games in progress at the same time. From the looks of it, I seem to be joining this side, I presume Trelaria, while in the act of capturing Twilight here, though in doing so, she’ll fight me. Very interesting.”

Though the Luminary’s face lay cloaked in shadow, his muzzle lay bare, a smile having never left it. “Astute observation, my Queen. I simply play the game with what information I have at my disposal.”

“Indeed. I am quite the chess player myself. Only one pony has ever defeated me. Now, I must ask,” Nightmare Moon remarked, raising an eyebrow. “This is my throne, correct, and my nation to rule? Where are we now?”

The Luminary simply bowed his head and responded, “Quite correct, my liege. The throne is yours after your re-coronation ceremony. Welcome to Cordiara, the City of Twilight.”

“Cordiara...” Nightmare Moon tested, rolling the word around. “A great name for a great city. Now, about this re-coronation of mine?”

This time, the Luminary bowed even deeper than before and his smile grew wider. “Everything is prepared, Eminence. The moment we felt your coming, the servants and Ministers prepared for your return. Your throne is prepared, as is your armor and bedchambers. We have prepared separate quarters for your...” he paused for a moment, then gave a brief chuckle. “Pet, I would believe. Do not worry, we have an assortment of garments waiting for her.”

Twilight choked and muffledly exclaimed, “MED!?” She shook her head furiously, bringing another bout of laughter from both Nightmare Moon and the Luminary.

Eyeing Twilight in consideration, the alicorn said aside to the Luminary. “I do believe I like you already. Though...” she started, turning a calculating eye toward him. “I must know. What is your real name, and what is this about armor? Is my current set not enough?”

The stallion’s smile faltered for one brief second, though Twilight believed she may have imagined it. “I meant no disrespect, my Queen. Luminary is both my name and title.” He set a studious gaze on Nightmare Moon, his motions following the lines of her armor. “I must say, though, that your... protection is quite lacking. Very little is protected, and it looks more like parade gear, or that of our guards! I must say that all our past rulers have worn this armor. After all, it amplifies their magic and strengths.”

Twilight turned away from the chessboard and ignored the conversation, her thoughts drawn inward. Stepping down the throne dais, she took one last look at the chess board. If Celestia’s a Nightmare now, what does that mean for Equestria? For ME!? I left Spike and everypony else behind in her hooves. What will happen to them?

She turned her gaze to the starred ceiling. Will Shining Armor be alright? What about my parents? What’s the constant sun doing to the environment? Oh pony feathers, what about Applejack’s farm? She barely makes ends meet as it is, what happens if her entire crop is destroyed?

The unicorn fought back tears and grit her teeth, wishing she could just finish this ordeal. And then there’s me. I’m caught between a rock and a hard place. The residents of Trelaria obviously don’t like the ‘Living’, whatever the hoof that means! And it doesn’t help that Nightmare Moon is slowly drawing me into her clutches. I keep expecting her to give me one of those choices of hers.

Turning her gaze back to the alicorn, Twilight Sparkle noticed a small army of servants, having come from two doors behind the dais, standing at attention. She dreaded when she would be given the choice. To either become the Nightmare’s in one way or another, or some other unthinkable choice.

Ugh, whatever am I going to do? If this... Cordiara is really hers, then she has an entire nation, with an army currently marching to Equestria! I have to escape to warn Celestia... or whoever she is now. Twilight paced, worry plainly etched on her face while her jaws hurt from clenching her teeth.

And even if I do escape, how will I manage to remove the inhibitor and collar? She tried calling on her magic, grunting as she placed all her effort into it. Instead, she only managed to give herself a headache with nothing to show for her effort. The inhibitor effectively blocked everything.

What if... Twilight’s heart leapt to her throat and stopped. What if she does to me what she did with that dragon? Just the thought of being in a battle against a full-strength Nightmare without not just her Element, but also her friends, made her wish to run.

Shaking such thoughts from her head, Twilight stomped the floor and glared at her slight reflection in the polish. I have to keep it together! No matter what happens, there are worse things going on right now! Erebus is still on the loose, there’s an army heading to Equestria, and we still have to find out what’s going on!

With firm resolve to see this through, Twilight Sparkle turned around and grim-facedly marched back up the dais and stood beside Nightmare Moon, her eyes wavering between her, the Luminary, and the chess board.

“Ah, just in time. I must be leaving, Twilight Sparkle. I must become ready for my re-coronation, and I wish for you to stay here and keep the Luminary company,” Nightmare Moon said down to her, noticing the mage’s presence. “He has strict orders to not allow you to leave. And believe me, you do not wish to disobey those orders.” A wide grin plastered the Nightmare’s face, proving that this may be good advice to follow.

Hmphing, Twilight watched as a large detachment of the servants lead the alicorn deeper into the castle through a rear door. Great, so now I’m left alone with some strange unicorn who has been told not to allow me to leave.

“So.”

The single word drew Twilight’s attention to him and she rose an eyebrow.

“You must be Twilight Sparkle. Nice to finally meet you. And from what I know of you, I do believe you’ll make an excellent pet for my Queen. That is, if Erebus does not simply rid this world of you first.” That same insufferable and knowing smile stayed on his face the entire time, unnerving Twilight.

“EWEUS!?” Twilight tried to yell through the inhibitor. He’s working for that monster!?

A hearty chuckle rang through the throne room and Luminary set his shadowed gaze on Twilight. “Oh, yes, he and I have worked together for years. I have agreed to allow Nightmare Moon any and all knowledge that I hold regarding what’s going on.” He seemed to pause for a moment, then added, “After her re-coronation, of course. If she stays, she will bring a new age of triumph to Cordiara and all of Trelaria!”

Twilight growled and glared at him, wishing she could speak her mind at that very instant.

“Don’t think I haven’t forgotten my orders, Ms. Sparkle. Do you know what protects you from me? From all of Cordiara?”

Even beneath the hood of his cloak, Twilight could feel the heat of his gaze as she shook her head fearfully.

He jerked his head at her decorations and bared his teeth in a hostile grin. “The signs of ownership of our Queen. Believe me. Without them, and without Nightmare Moon’s protection, you would be executed as an enemy of the state.”

Her face paled, and for once, Twilight felt relief at being under Nightmare Moon’s wing.

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“The captain has requested for me to inform the lot of you that you will be released into my care and escorted to Cordiara,” the Lieutenant explained, having taken Rainbow Dash and the others aside. She turned her gaze to the passing army, envious of their continuation to glory.

“Understand something; as of right now, you are prisoners of war, but you will be treated kindly because our Queen has demanded it. However, any attempts to escape or attack me will be dealt with harshly, so...” she lit her horn and dropped the chains and binds from the five mares.

“Well thank ye kindly for releasing us from tho-” Applejack started before Rainbow Dash butted in.

“Where’s Twilight!?” she demanded, flying into the air and hovering just before the Lieutenant, shoving her face into the unicorn’s. Applejack suddenly bit the pegasus’ tail and yanked her back, giving her a glare.

Even through the helmet, her face remained serene, hiding any emotion. “I presume she is with our Queen as we speak.”

“Must you be so brutish, Rainbow? Nightmare Moon said she would all need us later, presumably to fight...” Rarity glanced aside at their captor. “You-Know-Who.” She then took a few steps forward and smiled warmly at the soldier, “I must thank you for finally releasing us from those dreadful bindings, Ms...?”

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Rainbow Dash whispered to Applejack, staring at the army out of the corner of her eye. “We have no idea if she’s telling the truth!”

“No, we don’t sugarcube. But ah think we oughta at least follow her. It’s better than what they planned ta do with us.” She then stared behind her at Fluttershy quaking under her tail. “Besides, none of us know what’s going on, ah’d rather get someplace safer, and this Cordiara place sounds like where we wanta’ be.”

Ignoring the two mares talking, the Lieutenant replied, “I am Lieutenant Arcane Barrage of her Majesty’s Midnight Legion. And...” Arcane stopped for a moment to think, “Rarity, if that’s the name I remember you giving. Cordiara is far from safe for your kind. That is why you’ll be properly marked once inside.”

“Marked? My dear, whatever could you possibly mean by that? I most certainly hope it involves nothing permanent!” Rarity protested with a quirked eyebrow.

“Permanent? Ah’d like to...” Applejack began.

“I’d like to see them try! They owe me a primary! Those aren’t easy to grow back, you know!” Rainbow Dash finished in a huff.

Staring between the ponies at the passing army, Arcane Barrage simply stated, “You fought us, we fought back. Be glad a simple feather is all we took.”

“Why you-” Rainbow started before finding her mouth covered by Applejack’s hoof and one of Arcane’s blades hovering against her throat.

“Look, she meant nothing bah it. Ah think we should get going before hotter tempers break,” Applejack sweated, glaring at Rainbow out of the corner of her eye. “Besides, Ah want to get out of this forest and find someplace ta rest. And hopefully ta find Pinkie.”

“Yes... please. Can we go now?” Fluttershy whimpered, peering out from behind Applejack. “Something’s not right, all the animals are gone, and I hear no insects. It’s so... quiet.”

For a moment, nopony dared to breathe, their eyes shifting about nervously until Arcane finally removed the blade and socketed it within her armor. “We have a distance to go before we reach Cordiara. You will remain in front of me the entire way in clear view. You will speak to me only when spoken to. If I detect any amount of rebellion, I will be forced to take drastic actions.” She then crooked her head for the others to take their place ahead of her.

The four ponies shuffled warily ahead of Arcane, slowly making their way down the road while the Lieutenant took up position behind them. For all it seemed, it appeared they were marching toward the headsmare. The group made their way alongside the army, until finally all that remained were the supply carts. They stopped to pick up their saddlebags in silence, then continued onward, leaving the supply train behind.

After the army receded into the distance, and vanished, Applejack eyed their captor and leaned in to whisper to Rainbow, “Ah think we’re in a heapin’ pile of horseapples.”

“Ya think?” Rainbow Dash sarcastically replied.

“Applejack! Such language! I cannot believe that you would think things were so bad.” Rarity forcibly laughed, showing her unease. “We’re being taken to the same place Twilight is. And we’ll probably find Pinkie along the way, too!”

“Ah thi-”

“Did somepony say my name?”

Everypony started and leapt around in surprise. While Arcane drew her blades and hovered them about her in a defensive stance, the others all shouted, “Pinkie Pie!”

Staying her position and ready to attack the pink pony at any second, Arcane Barrage refused to take her eye off both her four prisoners and the new possible threat. “Is she one of yours?” she gruffly asked, ready to slay Pinkie Pie on the spot.

“Pinkie Pie, get over here now before somepony gets hurt!” Rarity demanded, sweat on her brow.

“Okie dokie lokie!” Pinkie Pie cheerfully exclaimed, trotting over to the others and allowing Arcane to slip her blades back onto her armor.

“Any more surprises I should be made aware of?” Arcane asked.

“Surprises? Ooo, I like surprises!” Pinkie piped up, bouncing around the mainly silent group. “Like how I know my Granny Pie is in the city ahead!”

Arcane jerked her head in the direction of the path, forcing the group of pastel equines to continue their travel, even while they all tried to get their comments in edgewise to Pinkie.

“Pinkie, where in Celestia’s name have ya been!?”

“Well, about time you showed up, Pinkie! I was thinking you’d miss the party!”

“Now Rainbow, you know we all got scattered around. Maybe Pinkie just evaded the ar- wait, did you say Granny Pie?”

“I think it’s nice that Pinkie Pie appeared. Now we just have to... gulp.. get Twilight away from Nightmare Moon... Oh dear.”

“Of course I said Granny Pie, silly!” Pinkie bounced alongside them, either ignoring their circumstances or blissfully unaware of them. “Ooo, a party? Are we throwing one for Miss Grouchypants behind us? Or, ooooo, is it for Queen Meanie? Cause I know the perfect party she needs to turn that frown upside down and then she can have punch and cake and presents and confetti in her mane and...” Pinkie continued to gabber on to the amusement of all but Arcane.

Dear Queen, does this pony ever stop talking? the soldier grumbled to herself. Not only do I miss out on the glory of battle, I must foalsit the prisoners until my Queen is ready for them. Arcane rolled her eyes and gagged at the thought of the pink pony talking on for the entire journey, but then blinked at the sudden realization, On the other hoof, I finally have a chance to learn about Equestria! And... Oooo, Captain, you sly fox, this was your intention all along. You knew of my fascination for the Living.

For a moment, Arcane possessed a hop in her step, until Rarity pointed out, “Well, darling! It seems that our company isn’t so bad, afterall. What has you so happy?”

Stupid! Arcane reprimanded herself, noticing that each of the ponies now stared at her. “What makes me happy is the thought of eventually getting to Cordiara and passing you off to an underling,” she lied.

“And yer sure it’s not that we may know things that interest ya?” Applejack asked, raising an eyebrow in consideration.

“Wha, how did you kn-” Arcane started, then spotted the grins upon their muzzles. Letting loose a potent Trelarian oath, she grumbled, “Yes, fine. I’m interested in your lands.”

Rainbow Dash laughed and tapped Applejack in the shoulder with her wing, “Nice one, AJ!”

“Indeed, that was nicely planned and-”

Arcane interrupted Rarity with a snort and barked order, “That’s it, we’re double-timing it to Cordiara! I want to see you all keeping pace ahead of me and sweating by the time we’re at the gates! Move it!” She even detached two of her blades to make a point that she was serious.

With the threat of the blades behind them evident, the five ponies broke into a canter with Arcane easily keeping stride. For a lengthy amount of time, the group of ponies strode on in silence, every so often throwing a concerned look back at Arcane.

Half an hour passed before Arcane finally yelled, “Halt!” This brought everypony skidding to a halt, with Pinkie Pie hopping over Applejack to avoid crashing into her. “We’re here, you will go no further until I have passed through.”

“Passed through? Passed through what!?” Rainbow Dash leapt into the air and crossed her hooves, evidently tiring of Arcane Barrage.

“Passed through this,” she replied, walking forward past her prisoners and through the barrier hiding Cordiara. She grinned to herself at the gasps she heard behind her. Then, while eyeing the parapets, she barked, “Come through! Stay ahead of me, make no threatening movements. You will not speak until we reach our destination.”

“Or what?” Rainbow provoked, flying through first before tumbling to the ground as the headache struck her. The others followed suit, quickly recovering from the pain.

“Or the guards will kill you where you stand. Your choice,” Arcane pointed out flatly, motioning toward the city walls and the guards stationed atop.

Peering at the wall through one eye, Rainbow’s ears flattened and she quickly glanced at the others, “Okay, I think we should probably behave and do as she says.”

“Mhm,” Applejack replied, flattening her hat to her head. “Ah agree completely.”

Pinkie Pie and Rarity nodded their heads in agreement, while Fluttershy just stared at Arcane with eyes the size of saucers. Arcane walked the distance to the gatehouse and to the guard stationed there. “I want a squad deployed to take these prisoners to a good tavern. I want them to be well protected for when our Queen will see need of them.” She glanced back at the group of huddled ponies. “Make sure they’re given the largest room, I want them all together and treated well. If anything happens to them, the Queen may see fit to dispose of us.”

“Yes, Lieutenant!” The guard saluted and turned into the gatehouse.

I do not think this will be the last time I see all of you, Arcane Barrage concluded, scrutinizing the Equestrian ponies.

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Nightmare Moon sighed in content as every inch of her being was groomed to shining perfection. Every bit of dust and weariness from her journey was drained from her body at the exquisite care of her army of hoofmaidens. First, she had been lead through a series of hallways to a large chamber that appeared to be for the cleaning of dignitaries, ambassadors, and the highest classes of Cordiara.

After the delicate removal of her armor, a thorough and quite relaxing bath, and currently a finishing job of several maids brushing her coat into a luminescent sheen, Nightmare Moon did not think the day could get any better.

There is much to think about: Twilight Sparkle and her place in this matter; the Luminary and what he knows; my sister and what she turned into; those other five foals who stopped me twice before. The soon-to-be Queen of Cordiara breathed a sigh of contentment, having enjoyed the hours of grooming while her thoughts calmed and became soothed.

That canall wait for later when I have the time in my own quarters. I will deal with Twilight first. Once she is firmly beneath my hoof, then I will deal with my Luminary and his part in this, she thought, cracking an eye open to peer at the servants scurrying about. At one side of the room, a creak alerted her to the doors opening, allowing a very heavily-built unicorn entry. His magic pulled along a large mannequin coated in an elaborate armor obviously made for an alicorn.

She turned her head in interest to study the armor, only to have it forced back into position as a servant said, “Majesty, you must not move. We are not yet done with your grooming.”

Hissing with displeasure, she stared at the armor out of the corner of her eye, attempting to discern details. It was not until the stallion brought it into full view did she draw in her breath at its construction. Ebon interlocking plates with flowing edges took up the entire set, meant to draw the eyes along its entire length. All along the plates, designs reminiscent of rushing water streamed over each plate.

It helps the flow of magic! Of course! Nightmare Moon mentally deduced, already approving of the design that would in essence cover an entire alicorn’s form. The helm existed as the crowning piece of the armor set, its curves and faceplate extenuating not just the entire set, but also the mare beneath, bringing an odd malevolent beauty to both the alicorn and armor. A suit meant to show power and force, to bring fear to those who look upon it. I approve wholeheartedly!

Nightmare’s eyes widened in awe at not only the extravagant craftsmanship of the armor, but also the intricate detailing. This must have taken decades to craft! she thought in amazement.

As two of the servants brushing her chest moved to the side, the unicorn stepped forward and bowed deep before her.

“My Queen, it is the greatest honor I have ever had to present you with your vestments. I am Armored Security, craftsman of the Magismiths. I am in charge of keeping the Royal plate in top condition over the ages, as well as aiding in the creation of our armed forces’ protection,” he long-windedly explained, never taking his eyes off her hooves.

Raising an eyebrow and peering to either side, Nightmare Moon gestured for her attendants to back off. As they retreated in response and set about cleaning the area, she turned an appraising eye to the ancient suit of armor. “Is it time?” she asked the Magismith.

“Yes, my Lady,” he replied, remaining bowed, then standing and turning to stare intently at the armor. His horn lit, and for a moment, the plate shuddered, then burst apart. The numerous segments drifted through the air and hovered around the Nightmare.

Standing to all fours, the alicorn stared straight ahead, prepared to be encased within the armor. Alright, time to see just how powerful this armor really is. All at once, segments darted in and stuck themselves to her coat with tiny jolts, then melded themselves to their neighboring pieces.

Her eyes wide in surprise, the goddess felt each piece link themselves to her, their power and sensory adding to her own. Interesting, if only small parts of the armor do this, I can’t imagine what the full thing will do!

As each section connected to the rest, the Moon Goddess’ awareness increased, until finally, the armor fully encased her body, from her head to her hooves. Taking a glance to a mirror across the room, she grinned at the imposing figure that stared back. Even the open areas of the helm revealed nothing, cloaked in shadow. Except for two violet glowing orbs she presumed to be her eyes.

“You will have to be trained in the full use of your armor at a later time, of course, Your Maj-”

Nightmare twisted her head to glare at Armored Security, then spoke, “You doubt my ability to use this armor!?”

He swiftly bowed again and vigorously shook his head. “No, my Queen! I meant to say that it requires training to be able to fully use all of the armor’s features! Without knowing how to, you’d have to fumble your way to possibly devastating results!”

With a snort, Nightmare Moon finally conceded a nod. “Fine. Than what next?”

“Now,” he replied, “we await your coronation.”

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Throughout the immense throne room, and even spilling out into the courtyard beyond, gathered numerous ponies of all kinds whispering to each other in a hushed silence. Today, a momentous and Trelaria-wide event transpired. Not only would Trelaria be going to war against their age-old enemies, but their Queen would return to them, too!

The Night Guards stationed at every pillar, the entrance, and even the throne betrayed no emotion, yet they were as excited as any of the hushed participants. The Luminary and Twilight Sparkle, however, displayed their emotions outright.

He with his ever present grin, and she showing her nervousness while sitting on the elegant amethyst pillow set beside the throne for her use. The unicorn constantly darting her eyes to the guards present.

Well, this shall certainly cause a ripple through Board, the Luminary thought from under his shadowed cowl. I do believe Erebus will be pleased at the change of events, thanks to Nightmare Moon’s unicorn companion. Without her, our Queen may never have returned.

He scanned the crowd, taking notice of the self-entitled “elite” of Cordiara taking up the front sections nearest the throne. Some things never change, he snorted to himself. No matter whether it’s a thousand years ago, or ten, it has always been the same. Let’s see how my Queen deals with them. It should be time.

Turning his gaze to the throne, he suffered no disappointment when, atop the dais, a great cloud of night sky formed and writhed in all directions before coalescing. In its place stood an armored alicorn with her wings extended. All across the chambers, gasps came from the lips of ponies, while Twilight’s jaw dropped open in shock.

Immediately, all across the throne room ponies bowed, some more quickly than others with the elite bowing last. Even Twilight Sparkle forced herself to bow after receiving a glare from the Luminary.

Not a bad choice for a subordinate, even if she is of the Living. She needs plenty of training, of course, but I can see her providing my Queen with plenty of amusement, he thought, his smile growing broader.

Stepping forth, he rose his hoof to the audience, bringing the gasps and hurried whispers to a halt. “My fellow Trelarians! Long have I kept our ruler’s seat ready for when one would return to claim it, and long have I sat beside it awaiting that day!” he yelled out into the crowd beyond the dais.

Raising to his rear hooves, he threw both forelegs into the air in jubilation. “For millenia have we awaited the Return, and it shall be an occasion none of us will ever forget! May I have the greatest honor possible to announce to you your Queen and ruler...” He paused, then turned to the alicorn standing in front of the throne.

Under his cowl, Luminary’s horn lit and, out of thin air, an obsidian crown took form and floated down to rest itself atop her helmet. “...Nightmare Moon,” he finished.

Nightmare Moon rose her head and pointed her horn to the night-shrouded ceiling. A great burst of violet magic burst up and struck the ceiling. In the place that struck, a full moon appeared to shine its light down onto the throne.

Her armor gleaming and the detailed lines glowing in the gentle light, the Nightmare stood straight and announced in a majestic voice, “Hear your Queen, my subjects! Never again will the night abandon you for any reason! Never again will you walk alone through the fields of twilight! And never again...”

Nightmare Moon paused for one moment and narrowed her eyes, “...will the day ever hold us back. Let the Night stretch out across the land with its loving embrace!”

“Trelaria, I am home to stay!”

Amidst the intense cheers of the masses, a loud cackling laughter broke over the gathered ponies while lightning and thunder arced across the night-shrouded ceiling.

And while everypony celebrated, the Luminary could see Twilight out of the corner of his eye hunkering down on herself in worry.

Oh, yes. Erebus will be so very pleased...

END CHAPTER 8

(A/N) I’m so sorry for this taking this long to get released! I’ve had real life going on, the release of various games, lack of want to write, and then just plain forgetfulness all working against me! Either way, this is my longest chapter yet, with the next chapter another interlude that should explain more. (Without all the comedy of Interlude 1, I should say.) (Not if I can help it) Either way, I should be releasing chapters more often now, so be prepared!

Behind the Scenes (in Pink!)

Right, so sorry for a lack of shenanigans in the behind the scenes, folks. Real life sucks acorns, and I haven’t been in this doc for any more than editing. So I’m just going to leave this clip and be on my way.

Armored Security, huh? Would have sucked if he had failed as a smithy and had to, I dunno, wash dishes at a pub or something. Awkward...

Chapter 1: Discovery

DEEP DARK

Chapter 1: Discovery

Sequel to SOLAR FLARE and WHAT COULD HAVE BEEN

Written by Dragryphon

Hidden deep within Canterlot Castle, home of the ruling body of Equestria and the two Royal Sisters, lay a long stone corridor lined on both sides with heavy steel doors. Beyond each of these doors lay some of the most dangerous artifacts known to ponykind: terrible items, many of them impossible to dispose of safely or destroy. Only the Princesses Celestia and Luna have access to these chambers, the rooms themselves heavily shielded against the powerful items within.

However, even among these, there was one chamber that was decidedly unique. It had no door to speak of, no way in or out, and within lay the most dangerous amongst all the artifacts stored beneath the castle, even if the Royal Sisters did not know it. It was but a simple onyx statuette of an earth pony, harmless in its relative appearance.

Appearances are deceiving, however, and it was a millennium ago, when Celestia and Luna were new to their rule, that that its magics had worked to create the dark queen, Nightmare Moon. This had been the most recent incident. It had not been the first, of course, nor would it be the last, but for right now it was dormant, slowly gathering the necessary power to complete something.

Something sinister.

Something terrible.

A darkness that has waited and planned while the Nightmare has been imprisoned within the moon.

Outside of the chamber, two guards stood at attention, lacking any knowledge of what lay stirring within... or of what would shortly happen to them.

For them, the duty was just one of many, routine and regular. In fact, it was nearly time for the change of guard, and both were relieved at the chance to head home to their families for the day. However, the corridor remained silent.

Speaking on the job was generally frowned upon, and could easily result in a mark upon one’s record unless it was to a citizen who had asked a question. That did not stop these two, who had been chatting with each other for the past couple hours to stave off the boredom, to woefully little effect, and their conversation had trickled back down to nothing.

Behind them, in the silence of the corridor, the cobblestone wall seemed to groan, causing them to twitch their ears in that direction, but when no other sounds came about, their ears swiveled back into an alert position without a second thought. Still, even if both guards had been staring right at the wall, it would not have saved them from what happened next.

What had disturbed the wall vanished, only to be replaced by a nest of writhing, black tendrils that burst forth from the stone wall to latch themselves on to the two unfortunate guards, who yelped loudly in surprise.

They tried to scream. They tried to shout for help or warn somepony, but nothing further came from their mouths, as if they had been stripped of their voices. There was nothing they could do, the pain in their eyes quite evident as the tendrils seemed to dive right through their hides into their bodies before drawing the two guards up to the wall to dangle helplessly.

For them, the pain of the ordeal seemed to last for hours, days, even weeks... Yet, if anypony were to have been watching, they would have seen that the entire scene had actually played out in mere minutes as the tendrils drained the guards dry of life and substance. Their bodies became desiccated and skeletal, so thin and frail that their armor slid off and struck the stone floor with a reverberating clang that echoed through the hall, but fell upon deaf ears.

Finally, when there was nothing left for the bodies to give, the tendrils released their hold on them and vanished back into the wall, leaving the now deceased guards to collapse upon the floor and crumble into dust.

An hour later, the change of guards came to relieve the previous shift, arriving to nothing but an empty corridor. There were no signs of their predecessors. Not a mote of dust or a piece of armor remained from the previous two guards. It was queer... but there was nothing to be done about it.

Later, a report was filed that listed the two guards as having abandoned their posts.

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Luna started upright within her bed, breathing heavily as she awoke suddenly from the nightmare she was having. Rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, she peered over at the grandfather clock sitting opposite in the dark of the room. Barely mid-afternoon... Third night this week I’ve had that nightmare. Vacation had gone so well, too, and I get to come back to this...

Pushing the covers off of herself, Luna slipped out of her comfortable bed on to the carpeted floor of her chamber. Well, I know I’m not going to get back to sleep after that, if the past couple days are anything to go by...

Sighing at the unfairness of it, the alicorn’s horn shimmered, causing the heavy velvet and felt curtains to dash open, flooding her room with the afternoon sunlight.

Shutting her eyes at the sudden glare, Luna went about the arduous task of taming her unruly mane and tail, as well as attempting to make herself look a bit more stately in appearance. It wasn’t too bad, though, and even by the time she had finished that and settled her breastplate and shoes into place, the sun had barely crept a fraction across the sky.

Shutting her eyes and pushing away the lingering images of her nightmares from the past few days, Luna took a deep breath and slowly let it go it as she opened the doors leading from her chambers and strolled out into the hallways of the castle. She smiled as she remembered the vacation. It had been quite pleasant, and she could have sworn her coat was now a few shades lighter due to the amount of sun she’d gotten. Even Twilight Sparkle’s little unannounced visit had been nice, though she didn’t particularly like reliving the few memories she had left of the time before her banishment. At least, not the ones that had involved Nightmare Moon. It was enjoyable to read what I had been like before then. Though, I still can’t remember much... My memories are all clouded...

Servants and government officials bowed to the princess in the hallways as she passed. Luna let out a soft sigh; things were so different from what they used to be. There was so much to learn, so much to catch up on, and so many new technologies and studies to explore, including one she greatly enjoyed: Astronomy.

To think! A study of her sky! Of her stars! There was an entire field of science entirely dedicated to her and the masterpiece that she cherished so!

Recalling the surprise and delight she felt at discovering this greatly improved the Goddess of the Night’s current mood, and she trotted into the throne room whistling under her breath, remembering her own studies of her sky. While it was one thing to be one with the sky, it was another entirely to be able to see everything from a distance through a complicated device of mirrors and lenses. The sheer ingenuity of it had impressed Luna greatly.

A bemused smile sat upon Celestia’s face as she watched her sister take the throne next to her while the goings on of the court happened before them. Noticing an upbeat air around her sister, the Day Goddess chuckled to herself and said, “I see you’re in a good mood, dearest sister. Has the nightmare you’ve been having run its course and left you alone?”

At the mention of the nightmare, Luna’s ears flattened and her good mood vanished again in a puff of smoke. “Cellyyy!” the midnight blue alicorn complained. “No, it woke me up early... again! I’m never going to get a good day’s rest if this keeps up!”

Embarrassed, Celestia bowed her head to her sister, “Oh! I’m so sorry, Luna! But, I can most definitely say that while I know you like bananas, you aren’t a female dog, and nor would I ever stuff you into a cannon and launch you to the moon. Though...” Celestia glanced out of the corner of her eye towards a certain unicorn who claimed to be her nephew, “I can say for sure that there’d be one pony I certainly would do it to...”

Blueblood. Currently, he was out amidst the other ‘highbloods’ throwing his snooty nose into the air and acting like a royal pain in the rump... While Prince Blueblood’s title was such, it was inherited from a family of ponies the Princess had given said titles to for their extravagant assistance to the crown. The relationship to Celestia was a technicality, at best.

Though he was noticeably larger than other stallions his age, it was more to his draft pony breeding than anything relating to the Princesses. Of course, when confronted by this fact, he had thrown the biggest hissy-fit ever and claimed that in no such way was he related to any sort of country draft pony.

Rolling her eyes and giggling, Luna turned her head away from the court to whisper, “Well, no... It wasn’t just that one, Celly...”

Celestia raised an eyebrow in worry and leaned in close, “There are others, Luna? If they’re bothering you, then you know that you can tell me about them, my sister.”

“Yes. I know... But I’m worried that you’ll just scoff at it and not believe me!” Luna replied, her eyes trying their best not to meet her sister’s.

“Oh, Luna... I’m not the pony I was a millennium ago, surely you know that by now!” Celestia assured her, slipping a wing over the smaller alicorn. “I learned a long time ago to always listen to you or any problems you may have. Now, my dearest sister, what other nightmares have you been having? Is... She back?”

Luna didn’t need the name to know who her sister was talking about... but she shook her head.

“No, not in that way. It’s just, sometimes I still dream about her, but it isn’t actually her, just a dream. I know the difference between the two. No, Celly, it’s... different. In this dream, I’m Nightmare Moon, and yet... Not. I’m still myself, but I have her body and powers, and something keeps calling to me. And then, every once in a while, I get to sort of see it...”

Luna swallowed visibly and a shudder passed through her diminutive form. “It calls itself the Harbinger, and while I never get to actually look at it, I can see it out of the corner of my eye. It’s... I just can’t describe it. It’s like some sort of zombie pony... an undead monstrosity straight out of one of those stories I read. Like a forest wraith, or one of the cursed townsfolk out of The Story of the Blanks!”

Celestia’s heart stopped for a moment, and she recalled her look into what could have happened if her sister’s Nightmare had won over her faithful student.

“Are you sure it’s a dream, Luna...?” the alabaster alicorn asked in trepidation.

“As near as I can tell, Celly, yes... It hasn’t started yet, has it?” Luna looked up into her sister’s face, fear hiding within her eyes.

“No, it couldn’t have... Else we would have known by now...”

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“Spiiike!” Twilight Sparkle called, scanning her gaze around the study for her diminutive dragon assistant.

“Spiiike! Where are you!?”

A moment later, the baby dragon came running down the stairs from her bedroom, rubbing at his eyes, appearing as if he had just awoken. “Arrgh... I was having such a great dream, too! There I was, having dinner with Rarity. There were candles and music and a whole spaghetti dinner, and... anyway! What is it, Twilight?” Spike asked, a little put off but dutiful nonetheless.

Twilight giggled and responded with an exaggerated roll of her eyes, “You can dream about her later, Romeo. Right now, I need you to locate a few books for me. First, I need to find the Seer’s Standard for Sight, Sound, and Sensations, and the Clairvoyant's Chapter for Characterizing Conjurations.”

“Wait... aren’t those books about fortune telling? I thought you told me that all of that was just a bunch of old school hocus-pocus gobblity gook,” Spike retorted, already making his way up one of the small step ladders scattered about the library to peruse a suspect row of tomes.

“Well, not exactly. While there is plenty of that sort of subject in them, there are other things that I found quite useful. But if what Princess Celestia has told me is true, then she has the ability to see events that might have taken place, had certain situations turned out differently. If that’s possible, and my experience with the histories is anything to go by... What I’m going to do is see if I can figure out what spells Princess Celestia used to do it, and maybe look up some other related items in the process. With that knowledge, I might even be able to find out how to see into the past! Or even the future!” The unicorn’s eyes lit up at the thought of getting to see historical events unfold first hand, or even explore the various possibilities that the future held!

Spike’s voice, however, cut through her thoughts, instead. “Umm, Twi? I don’t mean to interrupt your little daydream, but isn’t it almost time to meet with the others at the Canter Café? I mean, it’ll be the first time in a week you’ve gotten to see them!” He crossed his arms over his scaled chest and sent her a glare that pretty much told her to “get out and socialize.”

“Oh! I almost forgot! Thank you, Spike! Ohhh, where did I put my bags?” the mare asked as she darted her gaze around the room, then quickly ran past Spike up into the bedroom. As she began to frantically dig through her things for her saddlebags, Twilight heard a cough from behind her and turned to see Spike holding them up. Blushing in embarrassment, she hovered them over to her flanks and tied them into place.

“Thanks, Spike,” she said with some slight embarrassment. The little dragon just rolled his eyes in return.

Opening the flaps, Twilight made sure she had everything she needed: a bag of bits and various reading materials, including the tome the Princesses had sent her. Closing the bags, she announced, “Alright, ready! Are you coming, Spi-” The mare cut off when she noticed Spike back in his bed with his blanket pulled up tightly around him.

Shaking her head in amusement, Twilight Sparkle made her way down the stairs and took a final look at her surroundings. While it was good to be back home, she missed being with the Princesses during their vacation. As unexpected as it was, it was rather enjoyable to be around Princess Celestiafor such an extended amount of time. And Princess Luna, too! I’d barely gotten to talk to her before then! She seemed honestly amazed at how much I knew about her sky, and jumped at the chance to regale me with all the various tales and myths about it. At least, the ones she said she remembered, and the ones she knew from Princess Celestia. The fact that I knew a few that she didn’t surprised me by itself!

Stepping out the door, Twilight shielded her eyes from the sun for a moment as they adjusted to the glare, before she stepped out into the warm, summer air. Looking up into the deep blue sky, she started walking down the long path towards the cafe. I hope the girls don’t mind that I was gone for so long, I’ve just had so much to think about since I got back. That... history of theirs was very informative, but I could tell that not everything that happened was told. Princess Celestia even said it herself! And I know the Princesses arestill hiding things. I mean, they are the rulers of Equestria, but... if they can’t trust me, then who can they trust?

Twilight shook her head as she looked around, smiling at the various ponies she knew. Lyra and Bon-Bon sat upon a park bench conversing, Carrot Top was watering her garden, and even Ditzy Doo was flying around, delivering mail in that strange fashion of hers. It truly was a great day to be out and about, and just up ahead, Twilight could see the Canter Cafe and her friends, seated at a couple of the tables, awaiting her arrival.

Grinning broadly, Twilight broke into a gallop to join her friends at the cafe. They were all parked around a pair of tables that had been pushed together so that they all had a place to sit. As she approached, she noticed that Pinkie Pie seemed to be enjoying a cheese and hayfry platter that was considerably more cheese than fry and was making an absolute mess of herself while eating it, with Rarity looking on in horror. Meanwhile, Rainbow Dash and Applejack were having another contest, seeing which one of them could chow down a row of apples the quickest. Fluttershy, on the other hoof, appeared to be studying the migratory habits of a few grains of sand on the ground near her cushion.

“Hey girls! Sorry I’m late!” Twilight exclaimed as she settled between Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy, slipping her saddlebags off and setting them aside.

“Oh, hey Twilight!” Rainbow Dash replied, her response muffled by a mouth full of apple. “Where have you been? You’re like a half an hour late!”

“Well, to be honest, I had completely forgetten that we were meeting up today! Thank Celestia that Spike reminded me!”

“Well dear, you have been gone all week, and without the slightest announcement!” Rarity commented, shaking her mane out of her eyes as she finally drew herself away from the trainwreck that was a certain pink pony’s table manners.

“We were starting to get worried...” Fluttershy said, looking up to Twilight with a little smile, glad to see her friend was indeed alright.

“All that Spike was able to tell us is that you had gone off to see the Princesses! We were all quite curious as to exactly what you had gotten yourself wrapped up in,” Rarity added. “And I believe I speak for all of us when I say that we are just dying to hear what sort of strange adventures that you have been ha-”

“Oh! Oh oh oh!” Pinkie Pie interrupted, the cotton candy pony giggling, as she bounced in her seat. “I bet she was off fighting pirate monkeys, or robot pirates, or even robot pirate monkeys! Or maybe she was off exploring the snowy tundra when she was attacked by gryphons that fired exploding beachballs! Ohohoh! What if she was climbing up a mountain in search of an ancient artifact when suddenly a-”

Fortunately, Applejack had decided at that moment to plug Pinkie’s mouth with her hoof, giving a little chuckle as she turned to look back to Twilight.

“Don’t mind her, sugah’cube, though it’s true; we’ve all been mighty curious as to why you’ve been gone fer so long.”

“Well, um...” Twilight chuckled nervously, “It was pretty interesting, though it definitely wasn’t as... exciting, as Pinkie thought.”

Getting rid of the hoof in her mouth, Pinkie’s ears flatten, “Awww, it’s never as exciting as I think. Oh! Maybe I’ll have to go on an adventure sometime to make it that exciting!”

Twilight gave a little giggle in spite of herself, “I wouldn’t doubt you’d be able to manage it, Pinkie.”

“Well... that’s okay if it isn’t... I’d still like to hear about it,” muttered Fluttershy, who peeked out from beneath her mane shyly, “I mean, if that’s alright with you...”

“Well, the short and long of it is that I was doing some important research for the Princesses. It was very interesting, and I learned a ton about them that I didn’t know about before. Though, most of it I’m not really allowed to talk about. Sorry girls...”

“Pfft... figures,” Rainbow Dash said, rolling her eyes before tossing another apple into her mouth.

“I know, I know... Oh, but... while I was studying, the Princesses gave me this.” Twilight turned and hovered the tome out of her saddlebags, setting it upon the table in front of her. ”Princess Celestia said she used her magic to ‘see’ what could have happened if Nightmare Moon had beaten us.”

“Nightmare Moon? Win against us!? Oh pfffthahaha!” Rainbow Dash burst out laughing and tumbled to the ground, causing no few of the other Cafe patrons to look at her curiously. “As if! We totally kicked her flank and everything she sent us! There’s no way that could have ever happened.”

“Yeah... I know,” Twilight gave a slight nod in agreement. “Still... it does make a pony wonder.”

“Well, if ya don’t mind me asking, what happens in that there book, Twi?” Applejack asked, poking at its binding with a hoof.

Twilight looked to the side and then at each of her friends. “Well, I haven’t read it, yet. Call me cautious or trepidatious...”

“Trepidawhatnow?” Applejack asked, raising an eyebrow.

“...Buuuut I’ve been trying to look up what spells Princess Celestia used first, and frankly, I’m still a little flabbergasted at everything I learned while with the Princesses.”

“Flabbergasted, you mean like in shock?” Rainbow inquired, planting a hoof upon the tabletop and pulling herself upright. “What did you learn about them that put you so on edge?” She leaned nearly over the entire table to stare straight at Twilight, the pegasus’ eyes narrowing to mere slits. “Are they-”

Pinkie Pie decided to jump up at that moment and interrupt, “Aliens? Vampires? Oh! I know! They’re humans in disguise! Or maybe-”

Pinkie once again found herself with Applejack’s hoof in her mouth, the orange farmmare rolling her eyes at the mention of ‘humans’. “Pinkie, y’all know that there’s no such thing as humans... Now, Twilight’s already said that she can’t tell us nothing about what she did with the Princesses, so let’s stop prying into her business and just have grand ol’ time, alright?” Applejack snorted, glaring a moment at Rainbow before turning and smiling to Twilight.

“Thank you, Applejack,” Twilight replied, hovering the tome back into her saddlebags. “So, what have all of you been up to while I was gone...?”

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“Celly! We’ve had no luck in this section! Are you sure that we’ll find anything in here?” Luna complained, staring down at the nearly indecipherable writing upon the page. The ledger before her was even older than she was, and it was hard to read at times because of the shifts in language that had happened since then. Not only that, but the spells meant to keep it from falling apart were only barely doing so. “Why don’t we start with the oldest things and move up from there? That would be a far more sensible approach.”

Celestia rubbed her eyes with a hoof and stared blankly at the pile of tomes and notes strewn upon the table in front of her before giving a sigh, “I wish we could, Luna, but if we did that, then we’d have even more to get through than if we started where we are now. Some of those things are from our grandparents, and their parents, and even their parents. I think we have around twenty thousand years of history to go through if we’re going to find anything,if we’re lucky. The oldest records that we have are naught but bits and pieces anymore.”

The War of the Night had destroyed the Everfree Records and History Room, and much of their family’s past had been lost to the destruction, though Celestia had managed to, with help, unearth the rooms and salvage as many of the tomes as possible.

“You know as well as I do that we’re going to have many long nights before us if we’re to find anything about the Deep Dark, Erebus, or even remotely related to what’s going on,” the Sun Princess shook her head quietly, rubbing her temples once more. “You’d think Sol or Altair would have told us about it.”

Luna sighed at the mention of their parents. She didn’t remember much; the gaps in her memory had given her mere glimpses of them, but from what Celestia had told her, she had loved her father the most. Standing, the Goddess of the Night stretched her legs before heading back into the labyrinth of corridors that composed the resting place of much of their history. “I’m going to look deeper, Celly, maybe we’ll have more of a chance of finding something there.”

A noncommittal chirp came from her sister in return, as Luna descended through the maze to a dusty level containing records from her parents’ time and beyond. Looking up and down the rows and upon rows of shelves, Luna let herself fall deep into thought. I just wish I could remember... While that book our parents gave us tells me of what I was like after we came into power, I don’t know of much before that except for what Celly has told me. She says I was playful, artistic, and devoted to our father, Altair, but... What if that is just what she says to make me happy...? The one thing I can truly remember is turning into Nightmare Moon. I was so jealous and alone... I let her take over...

She had wandered into the section devoted to her grandparents now, many of the tomes faded, cracked, torn or in some way damaged from the passing of the ages. Magic could only slow time down so much before it finally caught up. There are so many other things I can’t remember. So many things I simply don’t know the reasons behind, anyway. I mean, Celestia said I was always the artist and she the thinker, but at times, I’ve came up with things she didn’t, if just because of my unique perspective. At least, that’s what she said... Just how many of my memories are real, I wonder?

Luna could look in no few of these books and not understand a thing that was going on, it had taken her so long just to be re-educated on what had happened during their lifetime and while she was banished, but then there’s also what happened during the rules of their ancestors. Oh Nightmare Moon, how I curse you for taking so much of my life away from me, in more ways than one...

Tears sprang to her eyes a moment before she reached a hoof up and brushed them away. The dust from the floor that came up with it got into the alicorn’s nose, making her sneeze, the noise sounding like an explosion within the lonely corridor. There were few sets of hoofprints within the dust here, and those seemed quite old. This was a restricted section after all, and there were few in the kingdom who were allowed in this deep.

Taking a glance to either side, Luna paused for a moment. Alright this is... The rule of Event Horizon and Ceres, my great-grandparents... I wish I could just use magic down here, but Celly said that using magic to find a certain thing in a library was highly erratic and unreliable, and may even damage the spells holding many of these books together. Luna brightened up for a moment before smiling, “Of course, our situation is dire enough to require the aide of it, too!” The alicorn’s words echoed around her before she took a deep breath, coughing violently for a moment due to the sheer amount of dust in the air, and then began working upon a spell.

As her horn began to kindle with power, Luna shut her eyes tight and started to work on the specifics of the spell. Alright, let’s see... what if I tried something different? Not a simple search and find spell, but a spell backed by intent, maybe? What if I linked it to my thoughts too, of what I wanted? As the spell became more and more complex, some of the loose dust on the floor began to levitate into the air and swirl around her from the amount of static charging it. Then, all at once, the spell fizzled and died, leaving the air around Luna choked with dust.

Coughing once again, Luna waved a hoof in front of her face to try to clear the air, frowning. Too complex... What if I...? Once again gathering magic into her horn, she began to construct another spell. Simpler, more utilitarian. Alas, upon its completion, this spell too fizzled into nothing, much to Luna’s irritation.

Ugh... This isn’t going to work... Luna, without giving it a second thought, flopped down upon the dusty floor, throwing up a massive white cloud, and sending her into another coughing fit. What am I even doing down here? she asked herself once she managed to blow away the cloud with her wings. I’m not going to manage to find anything. I barely even know what I’m looking for. Wait... The spells fizzled when I tried to cast them. What if I held it within my horn and simply followed where it took me, rather than actually casting it? This was certainly worth a try. Standing, Luna grimaced at the amount of dust covering herself. She would have to deal with that later. Concentrating once again, she laid down the framework of the spell, and then, once that was complete, finally used it to pinpoint where she should go.

The hunt, however, quickly proved Celestia to be right.

An Exploration of the Deep and Dark Regions of Equestria.

Deep and Dark Secrets of Equestrian Nobility.

Viewings of the King and Queen of Equestria by Dark Depths. All manner of findings, and yet, not one that seemed to be what she was looking for.

Then, just as Luna was about to give up hope, she detected more leads further down in the archives. Ignoring the ones that she was sure didn’t pertain to the subject at hand, the alicorn eventually made her way to the oldest records in all of Equestria, bare remnants and scraps of what once used to be grand tomes of knowledge. Some of them even dated back to the first recorded histories of alicorns in Equestria.

Perusing the remnants, Luna found it hard to differentiate some of the notes and ledgers from other, more relevant pieces, some were in such bad shape. Frustrated, she just took everything that her horn had pointed her to and floated it up in front of her, the collection of scraps, papers, and barely held together books making but a tiny pile. Once she felt that she had cobbled together a sufficient amount of material, most of which probably wasn’t even what she was looking for, Luna began the long walk back to the study.

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Celestia rubbed her eyes once again and glared down at the writings before her, wishing they would burst into flame. However, after a moment, she just sighed and turned the page to continue reading. My Chroniclers would be quite unhappy with me if I damaged these ledgers. The Princess looked up and around, then raised an eyebrow, thinking, And where is my sister, anyway? She said she was going deeper into the Archives, but it’s been a few hours now. I certainly hope she hasn’t gotten lost within them... again...

Standing up and groaning as her muscles protested from sitting in one spot for so long, Celestia prepared to slip down into the Archive’s corridors in search of her little sister, only to see a glow come into sight. Shortly afterward, Luna appeared out of the dark carrying before her a stack of very sorry looking paper scraps. Settling herself back down, Celestia wearily glanced at the pile of books, notes, and papers that still needed to be gone through. Yet, her body screamed at her to get to bed; it was already the middle of the night.

Luna walked over, and planting the pile gently down upon their table, said, “I found these in the oldest sections of the Archives, also, I really think we should dust that place...”

It was at that moment Celestia noticed that Luna was indeed covered from head to hoof in a fine layer of grey dust. The Goddess had to suppress a snicker at the sight. “I think somepony needs a bit of a dusting herself.”

Blinking, Luna looked down at herself and grimaced, “Yes... Well, that can wait until later, when I can have a nice bath. I swear I must have inhaled in most of the dust down there...”

“Regardless, sister, it is nice to have you back... it was getting lonely up here all by myself. Now, let’s see what you found,” Celestia said, starting with the topmost parchment. Skimming the words, she set it down and started with the next as Luna began upon the pile as well. It wasn’t until they were about halfway through the pile before Celestia caught something interesting. While it was immensely hard to read, she managed to translate it with a simple spell.

‘Just as the sky has light and darkness, does Equestria also have its darkness to its light. The Deep Dark contains Equestria’s other half. No alicorn nor pony knows of what it contains, much less what lives there except for the Champions.’ ...Champions? Who are the Champions?

Setting it aside on a part of the table kept clear for anything that had good leads, which had remained empty until that moment, the Princess continued on until a few ledgers later she came upon a second reference. Upon reading this one, however, one thought came to Celestia’s mind.

Oh, dear Sol...

END CHAPTER 1

Chapter 2>>>

Chapter 5 (Interlude 1): Worst Possible Things

DEEP DARK

Chapter 5 (Interlude 1): Worst Possible Things

Written by Dragryphon

Edited by Fifth Alicorn, Rhiiazami, and WandererD

The resounding crack of ponies arriving by teleportation, followed by several thuds, bounced around within the Ponyville Library’s main chamber. This startled a certain baby dragon nearby who happened to be busy rearranging the library shelves. Turning, Spike saw an accumulation of dazed ponies sprawled upon the center of the floor, with a Princess lying atop the pile.

“There you guys are!” Spike complained, holding a few books in his claws as he glanced past them, noticing Luna, but not fully registering her presence. “I woke up and Twi was nowhere to be found, and when I looked for the rest of you, I couldn’t find any of you, either! I- Oh! Hello Princess Luna! ...is everything alright, guys?” Spike asked, finally noticing their stunned expressions and the haphazard way in which they were arranged.

Pinkie Pie was the first of the group to recover, hopping out of the pile in her usual bubbly mood. “Whee! Let’s do that again! I think Erebus just needs a good party. Or maybe even the best party!” She gasped excitedly. “I should start making plans and invitations and setting up decorations and-”

“Ah don’ think that varmint needs a party, Pinkie, ah think he needs a good kick in th’ rump!” Applejack interrupted Pinkie, standing and shaking herself before setting her hat back upon her head. She then went about helping each of the others to their hooves, continuing, “Ah don’ know what in tarnation is goin’ on, but ah think it has sumthin’ ta do with that book of Twilight’s.”

“I wouldn’t disagree, Applejack. First that... disgusting monstrosity. Then all that stuff about the Princesses, and then we find out Princess Twilight is Princess Celestia’s daughter! It’s all so much to take in! And then Princess Celestia! Trapped by that... that fiend! Of all the worst things that could happen, this is the. Worst. Possible. THING!” Her horn shimmered and a red half-heart fainting couch slid from out of nowhere and slammed into Fluttershy, who let out a squeak. “Oh! I’m so sorry, Darling! I wasn’t thinking when I did that.”

“It’s alright, Rarity, I was in the way. But I don’t think it’s me we should be worrying about right now.” Fluttershy spoke in a demure tone, peeking out from under her mane at Twilight as she picked herself up off the floor.

Luna was currently helping the lavender unicorn to her hooves, careful of the Element tiara still resting upon her head. Twilight did not seem to notice, though, having a far away look in her eyes and a blank expression on her face. Princess Luna scarcely looked any better, her mane disheveled. Turning to the others, she was about to speak when Spike interrupted and stared up into Twilight’s face.

“What happened to Twilight!? What do you mean she’s Princess Celestia’s daughter!?” asked Spike frantically, his voice becoming high-pitched in worry.

Luna knew she had to do something and turned to him, “Spike, I need you to go to the kitchen and make some tea for us, please. We need to snap her out of this.” Keeping an eye on her... niece (it still felt weird thinking of Twilight Sparkle as her niece), Luna announced to the other ponies, who were talking amongst themselves, “Twilight’s friends, I require you to hurry to your homes and gather your saddlebags. We will be heading to Trelaria soon to get to the bottom of this, and hopefully find the Champions!”

“Yes ma’am!” Spike saluted, then dashed off into the kitchen, leaving the others to nod in assent and file out of the library with worried expressions upon their faces.

“Take care of ‘er, Princess, we’ll be back soon,” Applejack said as she slipped out the door, followed by Rainbow Dash.

“Yeah! And then we’ll be ready to bring the fight to Erebus!”

As soon as the door closed behind them, Luna focused her entire attention on Twilight, and slipped a midnight blue wing over the sitting mare’s back. It’s a lot to take in all at once, to know that your teacher was also your mother, and not only that, but that she had to give you up because fate demanded it. I have to snap her out of this, there’s too much at stake right now. Lowering her head, she sifted just enough power into her horn and then allowed a spark to jump from hers to Twilight’s.

The lavender unicorn gasped for breath as if having just been tossed into a lake, then stared up at the alicorn with wide eyes, towards the wing covering her body, then back up at Luna, her mouth working but with no sounds coming out until she seemed to finally find her voice. “P-Princess! Oh... oh dear! I didn’t mean to touch you! I-”

A shoed hoof delicately pressed against Twilight’s mouth and hushed her as Luna began to speak, “I... I’ve never had another family member other than my parents and Celly.” The alicorn ignored Twilight’s muffled “Parents?” and continued, “But, even if you’re not an alicorn anymore, you’re still my niece, if everything is to be believed. I am... unsure of how to deal with this. I think winghugging you is a nice start, though.” Luna truly did not know where to take this, as she’d only ever had Altair and Sol, as well as Celestia. But, if she is truly my niece, I should at least welcome her to my family and treat her as such.

Twilight froze for a moment, then began to relax against Luna’s side, weariness taking its toll on her body. “Thank you, Princ-”

“Call me Aunt Luna, or just Luna; I don’t mind either. Besides, you needed this hug. It’s a lot for the both of us to hear.” And to bear. Right now, so many things are happening, and yet... the pieces fit more than they did before. I have a niece, a pony who enjoys my night as much as I do. More night than day, as Celly has said in the past, Luna thought, bowing her head briefly while a smile crossed her face. It quickly vanished when the realities of current circumstances came back to the fore of her mind. Looking around, Luna noticed the odd fainting couch that Rarity had somehow summoned, folded her wing back to her side, then walked over to settle upon it, noting that there was just enough room left for Twilight to take a spot. “Come, we have plenty to talk about, and I think after Spike gets us the tea, he can pack your things... I believe we may be gone a while.”

Twilight nodded, then rubbed at her eyes and followed her aunt, settling down beside the alicorn uncomfortably, still tense from the day’s events. “I see. Princ- Er, I mean, Luna? There is more I wasn’t told, isn’t there? I kept getting a feeling from Prin- Celestia... mother! Ohhh, it still feels strange to think of her that way! I keep feeling like she was hiding more things from me that aren’t in either of those books! And I still haven’t finished the second!” Twilight lowered herself down onto the crimson cushion and placed her hooves over her eyes as if she feared a headache. “Everything’s so confusing and messed up right now, I don’t even know where to start.”

She noticed. She really is more observant than we both thought. I will have to be careful, Celly even more so. Luna grimaced, not sure of how to approach the subject. Ever since being freed from Nightmare Moon’s control, she had been shy and introverted, but the past few weeks had been nothing but action for her, and this day was much the same. The Moon Goddess had to take control of the situation, which she wasn’t used to doing. “I... er... well... You’re not necessarily wrong, Twilight.” Luna explained guiltily.

“Huh!?” Twilight said, twisting her head around fast enough to nearly get whiplash, her eyes wide.

Spike, fortunately or not, returned at that moment carrying two saucers with cups of steaming tea upon them. “Princess, Twi, I made your favorite, chamomile with a touch of mint and lilac. I thought you could use it.” Each of the mares magically grasped their teacups, then took a sip to enjoy the taste.

Luna glanced at Twilight, nudging her with a hoof, causing the lavender unicorn to perk up and reply, "Oh... oh thank you! Spike, could you do me a favor and go pack my saddlebags? The Pri- Gah, Luna needs to take me on a trip and I may be gone a while.”

“Again? You just got back from a trip! Plus, I have a ton of questions for you, like oh, I don’t know, how are you the Princess’ daughter!?” Spike demanded, narrowing his eyes at Twilight and causing Luna to turn her head away to stare abashedly at one of the library shelves.

“Please, my Number One Assistant? This is very important! I’ll need you to watch the Library and keep it running with Owlowiscious’ help. This involves matters of life and death for all of Equestria! I think.” Twilight turned to stare at Luna, raising an eyebrow , “Right?”

Luna nodded, and took another sip of her tea before speaking, “Very much so. Make sure you pack enough food, as well as camping supplies. I also think you should bring that book Celly gave you.” I hope she sees me as calm and collected. I can barely stomach this tea, my stomach is roiling so much!

“Number One Assistant, away! I’ll have your saddlebags packed before you know it, Twi!” Spike announced in a most serious and masculine voice before dashing off up the stairs.

Luna watched his progress from behind the teacup, pretending to sip at the hot beverage before finally speaking. “There is a lot that the rulers of Equestria have to keep from the populace, Twilight. I can’t remember much myself, as my, erm, vacation from Equestria sort of gave me a very bad case of amnesia. I can remember bits and pieces, but that is it. Is the pony I am now who I was a millennium ago? What about everything Celly tells me?” Floating the teacup and saucer over to the table, she set them down, unable to stomach the drink. “Is everything she tells me of how I used to be true? Can I believe her? I only tell you this because, well, from what she and Erebus say, you’re family. And although one is my sister, and the other is our enemy, I have reason to doubt them both.”

Luna turned aside, unable to meet her niece’s eyes, “The forgetfulness spell we have is one that has been handed down for generations. And I know it hasn’t been used on me, because my amnesia is too random. I can remember bits and pieces of everything, and the spell is more precise.” The midnight blue alicorn sighed and hung her head, “I’m terrified, Twilight, of everything right now. I’m a thousand years out of my time. It took me most of the year I’ve been back just to catch up on everything new within the kingdom, and that doesn’t count language shifts, new mannerisms, literature, music, and everything else. I’m an anachronism, and now all this is happening. Celly was always the strong one. I mean, I could barely face some of the things Celly told me my Nightmare had done in that book she gave you.”

Twilight was surprised to see the Princess in such a vulnerable state, her amazement plainly etched upon her face, then hesitantly, she ventured a question. “What did Nightmare Moon do that wasn’t in that book, Prin- Luna? Why didn’t Princess Celesti- mother write everything?”

Luna turned her head to finally stare into Twilight’s eyes, then shuddered, “I will tell you now, Twilight, that the only reason you were allowed to read our history is because of your connection with Celly, as her student, and more, now that I know what you are. She also knew you’d be given this one, so she made sure not to record everything.” Alright, here goes, I hope I don’t snap her mind too much. “My Nightmare had you as more than just her Royal Pet, you were also her, erm, consort and lover. She trusted nopony else. It was... forced upon you. She never fully went into a relationship with you, but...” Luna cringed back in disgust, then blinked at Twilight’s reaction.

The poor lavender unicorn’s maw was hanging open, her eyes mere pinpoints. Waving a hoof in front of Twilight’s face, Luna shivered, “Oh dear, I think I did damage her. Ohhh, Celly’s not going to be happy!” Luna could just imagine it now, her sister towering over her with an enraged expression, yelling “You brokemy daughter! How could you, little sister? And you told her that she had an incestuous relationship with you!? Now she’ll never trust me when I say I want to keep secrets ‘within the family’!”

Outside, mere seconds later, the treehouse library could be seen violently shaking as a deafening voice screeched, “I was WHAT to WHO!?”

Holding her hooves to her ears, Luna peeked out from squinted eyes at the unicorn who had just explo-

“Why does everypony think I am that sort of mare!?”

-exploded twice. “Twilight?” Luna asked. “Calm down, I don’t want to have to restrain you,” she said to the seething unicorn, who looked as if she were about to burst into flames at any second.

As Twilight realized her outburst and seemed about to apologize, Spike ran down the stairs and panted, “Is everything alright!? I heard Twilight shouting! I had to dig myself out from beneath a fallen pile of books that collapsed with her screams, but I got here as fast as I could!”

Flushing, Twilight coughed and looked away from Luna, glaring at a speck of dust as if it were a personal affront, “Just some news from the Princess, Spike. I still think I’m not that kind of mare, I wouldn’t know what to do if such a situation ever came up!”

Before Luna could respond, Spike laughed, “Oh! You mean like that time I found your back massager and you said that same thing?”

The blush upon Twilight’s face couldn’t get any deeper, and Luna felt it best to defuse the situation as quickly as she could. “Spike, are Twilight’s saddlebags all packed?” Topic change, works every time

“OH! Yes, ma’am! I’ll go get them!” answered Spike, vanishing back up the stairs, presumably to fetch them.

Luna watched him go, and then slid her head next to Twilight’s still blushing face and whispered, “We’ll talk privately again later. For now, I think we should focus more upon current matters.” Luna’s horn began to glow, and the Element of Magic tiara floated off Twilight’s head, nearly spilling Twilight’s still hovering teacup. “You should probably pack this with the rest of your things. We may need it later.”

Twilight set her tea next to Luna’s as she noticed Spike coming down the stairs carrying not just her saddlebags, which were filled to the brim, but also a large camping backpack that she swore was twice his size. The midnight alicorn’s eyes widened at the size of the backpack. “You’ve never camped before, have you?” she asked.

“Ummm, no, but I have read books on the subject so I always keep a list describing everything I would need!” the lavender unicorn replied. “Everything You’ve Always Wanted to Know About Camping Trips, but Were Afraid to Ask. It’s the sequel!”

“Then I think I’ll pack our camping supplies...” Luna said, levitating the camping gear from Spike’s grasp and placing it in an out of the way corner.

“Thank you, Princess,” Spike said, panting as he set the saddlebags down beside Twilight. “That was really heavy. What do you need all that for, Twi? Spelunking?”

Twilight’s face began to turn beet red once again, and she had just started to reply when the door to the library burst wide open and her friends marched in with saddlebags and assorted accessories. She could guess that Pinkie had packed nothing but junk food and party supplies in her own, while Applejack’s bags were filled with apples and apple accessories, the same kind she sells. Rainbow Dash? Twilight didn’t really know what kinds of things she’d pack, but she knew Fluttershy would bring medicinal and first aid-related items, and Rarity was, well, Rarity. Fashion was foremost of her priorities.

Twilight hopped off the couch and approached her group of friends, relief evident in her face, “Oh, am I glad to see you guys, I’d like to get going as soon as we can and avoid more... embarrassing mishaps.”

Rarity raised an inquiring eyebrow from beneath the very stylish hat she was currently wearing, then asked, “Let me guess, Princess Luna talked to you about wanting grandfillies to spoil rotten?”

“What!?” both Luna and Twilight cried out at the same time.

“I think a foal of your own would be so adorable, Twilight!” Fluttershy said with a smile, peering out from beneath her mane.

“All you ponies are crazy!” Twilight hissed through her teeth.

Rainbow Dash stood proud, her flight goggles hanging about her neck, “I’d like to get going too, I want to see some action, and Twilight? You’re just as crazy as the rest of us.”

“Erm, Twilight? Ah don’ mean to be a spoil sport, but we have tah wait on Princess Luna to pack before we can leave.” Applejack pointed out, staring over at Luna, who was still lounging upon the couch.

Luna flinched slightly, suddenly realizing just what she had not had the chance to do. “I forgot to pack! Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear, I have to go back to the castle!”

“Of all the worst possible things that could happen, this is the. Worst. Possible. THING!” Rarity rose onto her rear hooves and slapped a forehoof to her forehead, her horn shining to bring the couch, yes, the same couch Luna currently lay upon, over to her, causing a series of mishaps in quick succession. The first ended with Luna being twirled straight off the swiftly moving furniture. The second involved that same couch colliding with Twilight’s rear to launch her forth into Fluttershy, who couldn’t seem to catch a break from furniture-related incidents.

All eyes turned to glare at Rarity, who was posing on the couch dramatically, while Spike laughed gleefully in the background. A moment of silence passed before Rarity bashfully looked aside, "Okay, maybe I should tone it down, a little.”

A certain alicorn wavered slightly as she rose up from behind the offending piece of furniture, “I’m okay, I think I should go get my things, though.” Luna held a hoof up to her head and managed to steady herself before teleporting away in a flash of soft moonlight, leaving the ponies to themselves for a short while.

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Luna’s return to the library was met with silence, the entire place appearing deserted. Luna had her own special pair of saddlebags, along with a camping set enchanted to be easily portable. It was packed as a block of material, but would pop up to be an immense tent, something her sister had called a VARDIS. Volume and Relative Dimensions In Space. Still not sure where my sister got that name from, just something about some doctor she met a few centuries ago. She didn’t even tell me what he was a doctor of! Either way... Luna glanced around, noticing the eerily quiet surroundings, thinking, Where is everypony...?

Thinking she had just heard something from upstairs, she turned and started up them when a very pronounced and perilous pink party pony pounced from her perch onto a perturbed and panicked Princess, yelling “Surprise!”

This time, it was the alicorn’s turn to vanish, sowing confusion amongst the ponies who descended the stairs to be greeted by an empty room. Or a mostly empty room, at least. A certain Moon Goddess had managed to ensconce herself beneath Twilight’s table, holding a hoof to her chest and breathing heavily with a very frazzled mane.

“Princess, are you okay?” Pinkie Pie asked Luna, abruptly popping into view and causing the surprised alicorn to slam her head into the underside of the table.

“Y-Yes, I should be after I manage to piece together the remnants of my exploded heart...” Luna panted, giving the pony a strained smile while her heart pounded within her chest. Confound these ponies, they will be the death of me!

Rarity came into view, rolling her eyes at Pinkie’s antics, “I am truly sorry, Princess, not just about the couch but also about Pinkie Pie. We all went upstairs to discuss what we may find in this Trelaria place, wherever it may be, until she heard you return and bade us all to stay quiet.”

“It was fun!” Pinkie added, bouncing away to join the rest of the group while Luna extricated herself from beneath the table.

Once she was free, Rainbow Dash noticed something poking out from her saddlebags, “Princess, what is that?” she asked, pointing it out with a hoof.

“Oh! This?” she said, lifting the saddlebag’s flap to reveal a piece of history. “This is Abacus, he’s been my best friend since I got back.”

“Twi? I think your aunt may be more than just a little nuts,” Rainbow said aside to the lavender unicorn, earning a glare for her efforts.

Luna waved a hoof dismissively, choosing to ignore the comment she could easily hear, instead lighting her horn and levitating the black as night orb from her mane, staring at it with a high level of trepidation. I just hope Erebus was lying when he said mortal ponies were not to use this orb. Luna’s mind came up with a reply to that, Since when has Erebus ever lied to us?

“Alright, is everypony ready? I need everyone to gather around me!” Luna said aloud as she squelched that thought, her eyes flitting from pony to pony, finally settling on Twilight.

“Yupperroo!”

“Of course! Ready to kick flank and take names!”

“Ah hope so, this Erebus fellow is just all sortsa bad news.”

“Yes, if that is alright with you...”

“Darling, this mare’s been ready for quite a while.”

The assents rolled in as the ponies gathered around their Princess; Luna’s eyes didn’t leave Twilight’s as she awaited her niece’s confirmation.

“Yes, Luna. Let’s do this.”

“Hold on to your flanks,” Luna breathed, clenching her teeth as she linked her magic to the dark orb. All at once, the space around them shifted and warped, then they all stretched thin, as if being drawn to another location. Finally, they hit a barrier that felt like the sudden dip into the first spring’s swim. Suddenly, things went wrong. Pinkie Pie vanished. Then Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy with a scream. Applejack and Rarity disappeared shortly afterward, their cries reverberating within Luna’s mind. Beside her, Twilight’s shrieks drove a dagger into Luna’s heart and seemed to go on for eternity. The monsoon of motion ended with the two of them sprawled out upon the loamy ground in the midst of a forest, the moon high overhead.

The orb fell dead before Luna, rolling to a stop bare inches from her nose. Further than that, Twilight lay unmoving and silent upon the ground, her back to the alicorn. No... I did this. I brought them along and now they’re gone... what have I done? the Moon Princess thought hysterically as she scrambled to her hooves and stumbled over to Twilight, nearly touching the ink black orb numerous times.

Still breathing, Luna sighed in relief, then turned to open her saddlebags, levitating the folded-up tent block from one side, then activating the spell that would form the tent. Tossing the block on the ground nearby, an immense tent sprung into being, definitely bigger than what the block would have been able to contain. Gently lifting Twilight with her magic, Luna slipped inside to get the unconscious unicorn settled. We can’t go anywhere with her like this, not that I would risk it, anyway. We’re going to have to mount a search in the... morning? OhAltair, we really are on the other side of the world now, aren’t we?

Outside, left alone, the orb of darkness shimmered briefly, and if anypony were near, they would probably have heard demented, triumphant laughter.

END CHAPTER 5

<<<Chapter 4 Chapter 6>>>

(A/N) So, Wanderer D and I compared our notes. I swear he’s my good twin. Why good? I’m evil. Seems our notes have even more in common than I thought in the first place, after telling him what all I have planned, we realized that we have a lot of the same ideas, and most of them weren’t known to each other. So, this ought to be interesting! And either way, now we edit for each other, too. /insert Everything Turned Out Better Than Expected face here. I would say great minds think alike, but I am too amused about all this. We are also quite amused by making Rhiia spasm and fall over by continuously using the ‘Great minds think alike’ phrase. Also, short chapter this round, more of an interlude for what’s coming next. Chapter 6 will be much longer.

(E/N) Hey everypony! It's Wanderer D. Yes. That Wanderer D. Now, before you throw the stones in your hoofs, bear in mind I'm here only in the editor capacity, so I will not kill Lyra again. Or Bon-Bon. Or Twilight. Or any of the Wonderbolts. Or Trixie.
Anyway, Dragryphon and I did indeed compare notes... and we had a hissy fit over which villain was more powerful. Myths! Erebus would win over the Guardian, and you know it. XD We shall see! You can’t truly kill that which has no real physical body. And makes Nightmare Moon look like a schoolfilly learning magic. That is not dead which can eternal lie. And with strange aeons even death may die. (Also, now I have the mental image of NMM in Schoolfilly uniform and Pigtails... XD)(Dear Altair...)(Lovecraft quote wins you ALL the points)(These points can only, once again, be used to play with Rhiia)(I... um... *sigh* -.-)(Cool!)(You secretly love it, Rhiia! I’ve seen your journal entries!)(Oh- oh my... *blushes*)
So, I would say “Great Minds think alike” but it's kinda clichéd.*twitches* If true. *pokes Rhiia with a stick* So true.
This story is brewing up to be an incredible piece of literature of which I am honored to be part of, and although some concepts seem to be a bit similar for both our stories, it is interesting to see how the Solar Flare Saga deals with those in contrast to mine. (Which if you haven't read, do so. Now.)
I did what little I could to help so far, and its certainly an interesting group of editors we have working in this story. (You only hate me because I’m beautiful)(That’s not the only reason, and you know it.)
I can’t wait to read/edit more!
~WD

BLOOPER REEL:

Dear Princess Celestia, today I watched one of my friends brutally murder a bear with her bare hooves. I thought she loved animals... This one must have been unbearable...

I just realized that all my witty and completely original SHIPPING jokes are now null and void regarding Twilight and “Aunt” Luna. Now they’re incestuous. Gah! Serves you right. Doesn’t mean I can’t/won’t for the others, though.

So I actually counted (Well, I used control+f) Past Sins features the word “offered” as a dialogue modifier over a hundred times. Something that totally got on my nerves at the end, made me think of this.

Many millions of milling militant marmots momentarily murmured murderously Monday morning many muffled machinations meaningfully manufactured to momentously maim or martyr multitudes of mutated meerkats.

Captain Equestria and the Equestrians, make it happen. Speedfic contest. GO

Sheesh, I dominate this thing...