The Child of the Night

All she felt was pain. But not just the physical pain, her heart was in pieces. The voice in her head was guiding her, it told her things, things she would never have ever even thought of doing. yet, she did them. The voice was very persuasive. It helped her to see the dark secrets. To know the truth of what all the ponies in equeatria thought about her. The voice promised it'd help protect her, to make her noticed, to help her achieve her goals. Well guess what. The voice lied.

It had been silent for a while now. The pain still rippling through her. Tears streamed down her cheeks. Her mane sat lifeless and grey against her head. Deep inside she could hear the voice laughing, taunting her. She knew she had done the wrong thing. She shouldn't have listened to the voice. Yet, she had. And she had to face her punishment. Her coat was growing darker, she realized. Soon she would look different. She would look like the voice chose. She had a feeling that her sister would be sad, to know that she had been lying to her. Oh well, you cant change time. At least, not easily. An idea suddenly popped into her mind. A weak smile pinched her lips, and her eyes began to look a tiny bit more hopeful. Her horn began to glow, dimly at first. Soon, it was glowing as bright as the sun. A small mound began to form out of the light from her horn.

She Squeezed her eyes and exerted more magical energy into the small bundle. It began to form a small filly. Little light particles floated over near the fillies back an formed little wings. Her coat was becoming a light minty color. Her mane, which was now folding over her eye, was sky blue with turquoise stripes in it. Eventually, the light blinked out from her horn, and the small filly stood standing in front of her. She smiled and murmured to the child. "I give you wisdom, so you can know what is right, and choose the right path." The filly seemed to glow with new smarts. "I give you love, to care for your subjects in their time of need." The filly seemed to have a sting of pain, then felt relief of gentle kindness. "I give you the moons strength. Use it to remember me, and to know your destiny. It will be hard, but I know you will finish your tasks." The filly appeared to shine like moonlight. "And finally, I give you my spirit. Use it to fufill your duties, when the time comes."

A moment of silence passes before a new, shakey voice called out. "I will." Suddenly, the older mare yowled in pain. Her coat became a dark color, and her mane glowed blue. Her eyes reflected the pain and regret, that swirled around in her like a storm. yet, somehow her horn shone a bright blue and she was able to whisper a quick goodybye, as the filly vanished from in front of her. She gave a shriek of pain as her pelt grew darker. "Goodbye my sister, forgive me for what I have done Celestia."