The Darkness

“Bartender! Give me another round!” The mare called out from her small pedestal which elicited a small snort from the minotaur who was wiping another glass clean. He picked up another glass and filled it with the hardest apple cider he could find, since that seemed to be all the mare would drink, and then gave it to the mare. She picked up the glass and swigged it down before slamming the glass back on the table.

“Bartender another-”

“No. Look miss your tab is already through the roof so either pay or I’m calling the guards!” The bartender threatened as he snorted.

“Fiiiine. Place the tab on Prince Blueblood.” She groaned as she got off the stool she sat on. As she stumbled towards the bar door, the bartender murmured under his breath “Bucking drunk bitch.” As she headed finally reached the door she tripped and fell outside and into a small puddle which caused some of her black and red makeup to fall off revealing a slight blue coat and a silver mane.

“Stupid bucking water.” She grumbled as she picked herself up. This mare was, at one point, known as “Bloody Mary” and it wasn’t just for her looks but for how brutal she killed her targets and then seemed to make a drink out of the blood from them. The latter was false but she was an efficient, if brutal, assassin. Earlier that week she was assigned the biggest target in her whole career, Twilight Crepuscolo Sparkle, but somehow her target managed to kill nearly her whole team and a friend of hers. The horror didn’t end for her as she saw the mare actually seem to control two demon heads which were talking about killing her.

Those… things. What were they? They couldn’t have been a spell that she casted unless she… no. They banished it from ever happening. There’s something that the mare’s hiding. But that’s enough of that. Time to h-

Hey there pretty mare. A voice rang out, causing the mare to jump.

“WHO’S THERE?!” She screamed out as she pulled a glock out and aimed it in all directions.

Chill the buck out I’m just trying to get your attention Mary…. or would you prefer the name Trixie? The voice asked her. Mary, or Trixie, felt her heart drop to her hooves in shock.

“H-How do you know my name? My true name?” She asked.

I know everypony’s names. And their secrets. Like when you were seven you killed a little filly. Pushed her down the stairs. The voice replied.

“I-I didn’t mean too! I was mad and... I just acted!” Trixie said in a frightened voice.

Oh and it was just a coincidence that this filly also bullied you for two years running? That she also touched you in areas? The voice asked her in a tone that dripped with pure smart ass. Trixie growled and aimed down and alley and shot several times. That’s right keep shooting at nothing. Show it who’s boss. The voice said, causing Trixie to growl.

“Shut up! Shut up! SHUT UP!” She yelled angrily.

Too bad I’m not there. I’m everywhere. In the sky, on the ground, but right now I’m in your head. How do you think you can only hear me? The voice asked her. This caused Trixie to yell in frustration as the rest of her make-up slowly came dripping off of her and onto the pavement. Wow you are moody today aren’t you? Is it that time of the month already? It asked her which just lead to silence.

“W-What are you?” She simply asked.

I am what is known as the Witchblade. A spawn of the Darkness and the Angelus. It replied.

“W-What are-” She started, causing the voice to sigh.

I have to start at the beginning don’t I? Well… let’s go back eons ago when there was nothing. Nothing but darkness. It was a great time, until the gods turned on the lights. Then things changed. Add a few stars here, a planet there, it was good. But the darkness.. the darkness didn’t like it. My daddy was not one for lights at all. So he decides that ‘Hey! Maybe I can go buck up a few worlds and watch them die away! Then the gods will grow a brain and turn the lights off again!’ So far, from what I can tell about this world, dear old dad is now a chick…… I laughed my metaphorical ass off when I learned this little detail. Sadly mom is still a hyped up little bitch though so not much improvement on her end. My main goal is to make sure they don’t overpower each other too much…. which I can’t do unless someone, or somepony in this case, collects me. The Witchblade said

“S-So what’re you saying? You’re a god?” Trixie asked, causing the Witchblade to laugh.

No! I’m just half Darkness, half Angelus! Sure they’re both immortal but they can die in certain ways. Anyway, the Darkness, my dear old dad, has infected many beings with his wickedness. Many from different universes. His favorite was a human that was named Jackie Estacado. But I think he’s getting a new favorite here. You’ve already ran into her. Witchblade replied, causing Trixie’s eyes widened in shock. She stared at the darkness and understood it all. How she and her friends survived the onslaught, the living tentacles, everything. It had one name and she knew it good.

“Twilight… that bitch!” She growled. She kicked a trash can and let the contents to spill out onto the ground.

Whoa you really don’t like her do you? What did she do spare your life? Oh right she did! Witchblade joked a little. Trixie just huffed a little and blew a little bit of her mane out.

“Okay so…. where are you exactly?” She asked Witchblade.

Wait why should I tell you? Are you…. are you seriously thinking about coming to get me? It asked her to which Trixie nodded, hoping that it heard her.

Well then do I have a fun chore for you!

“A MUSEUM?! WHY ARE YOU IN A MUSEUM?!” Trixie yelled in the alleyway just outside of said building.

I’m….. you’ll see when you get here. Now hurry I can sense one of dad’s darklings coming to try and take me. Witchblade replied. Sighing, Trixie picked the lock on the door and headed in. She noticed that there were a lot of religious relics laying around.

Trixie, I’m in the box. Cut it open and you’ll find me. But hurry! The Witchblade warned. Trixie looked everywhere and only saw one box that held a small golden gauntlet.

“Where are you? What kind of box?”

The glass one! HE’S ALMOST HERE SO HURRY UP! Witchblade yelled in her head which cause the mare to flinch. She hurried over and saw the glass case over it. She sighed in relief as she pulled out and flipped open a butterfly knife. Before she could work on it, however, something pounced on her and knocked her to the floor. The being looked like it was pure shadow. It had a small, crooked body, long arms and legs like a monkey, and white, soulless eyes and a mouth filled with fangs.

“WHAT ARE YOU?!” She screamed before the beast pounced at her again. Luckily she was able to grab his head with her hands before it could bite down.

Trixie, that’s a darkling! They hate light sources! Witchblade said, causing Trixie to look before she saw a light on the ceiling, beaming down onto the floor.

“Sorry about this, but it looks like you could use a tan!” Trixie said with a smile as she pushed the creature back and kicked it into the light. She covered her ears as the monster screeched in pain. A few moments later it exploded and some of it’s guts landed on Trixie. “Um... ew.” She stated plainly as she flicked her wrists to get some of it off her.

Not bad for a rookie. Now get back over here. You’re gonna love this. Witchblade told her. Trixie hurried over and saw that the glass case was busted open and the gauntlet…. was floating a few inches from the case.

“What. The. Buck?” Trixie asked right as it flew onto her right hand.

Well Trixie, now that I’m here on you, you now have some new powers. But Darklings and Angelus soldiers will search for us. Specifically me. So we need to be ready. If you can, teleport us to an abandoned area so I can give you a power lesson. Deal? She asked.

“Trixie agrees with you. Let us go now… friend.” She said with a smile.

Belive me we’re not friends…. but thanks for helping me. Witchblade said before she and Trixie were engulfed in a flash of blue light.