Chronicles of Midnight

As his mind wandered, Midnight Storm remembered the last time he had loved a mare in Ponyville, and it wasn't too long after he arrived. It had been two years ago.

"Thank you!" Midnight called to Roseluck. He broke into a sprint, not wanting to keep his marefriend waiting. After a few minutes of sprinting, he slowed down to catch his breath. As he stopped, gasping, he began to cough so hard, he couldn't breathe.

As his mind faded, the last thing he saw was the beautiful flowers he had bought for Octavia wilt.

[Location: Underworld, Time, Unknown]

Midnight awoke with a start. As he stood up, he surveyed the area only to lay eyes on a semi-familiar script.

"υπόκοσμος." he read aloud, wondering why it looked so familiar to him. Than he understood. "Underworld? What am I-" he cut off as he heard voices.

"Uh-huh. And as she screamed, I killed her!" the voice sounded male to Midnight, but he couldn't be sure.

"Yes...How wonderfully fun." another voice rang through his ears, soft yet vicious. Minight gasped as the owners of the voices rounded the corner.

Two Nightmare's stood in front of him, and he gasped again, recognizing one of them. The one he recognized, a mare of deepest black, with red eyes, looked bemused.The other, a stallion with deep violet eyes and a coat that was black as night, spoke excitedly.

"May I kill him Commander Shadow Wing? May I?" The mare, an odd case, being an Alicorn Demon, closely looking in appearance to Nightmare Moon, had eyes of silver, her pupils slits like the mare she resembled.

"Sh-Shadow Wing!?" he stuttered in surprise. The black mare answered, a sinister look in her eyes.

"Wake up, Prince!" She exclaimed, as she slugged him hard in the chest, followed by an uppercut that 'knocked him out'. "Get back to whatever you were doing," She said, "And remember that Nightmare Moon shall never be truly beaten. Eh, old friend?" As she spoke, she began walking back to what is safely assumed to be the central hub for Nightmares/Demons in the Underworld, a snide look on her face.

1030 Years Ago

"Ha HA! I'm Queen of the Pillow Fort!" A filly bearing resemblance to Nightmare Moon scrambled onto the pile of pillows. A snow white colt cried out.

"Not fair, Shadow Wing! I didn't push you!" The filly replied, smiling mischievously.

"So what, Stormy? All is fair in Love and War!" It was the last time they spoke to one another over the course of the next 1327 years.

Three Nights Later

"Midnight? Art thou up brother?" Princess Luna nudged her younger brother. Midnight woke up, baffled as to why his sister would wake him so late at night.

"Uh... I am now sister. Why must you wake me so late during the night?" He asked sleepily. Luna replied, rather embarrassed.

"I... had a bad dream." The white colt's silver mane shook gently in the breeze, and his golden tired eyes grew wide in disbelief.

"Alright... Just try not to roll around to-" Suddenly, a loud crash was heard. Midnight, slightly worried, climbed out of bed, who, much to his sister's shock, was already in combat uniform. Luna began to question her brother's sanity from then on. As Midnight rushed to the source of the crash, he pinpointed it in the Throne Room. As Midnight shoulder-rolled into the room, unsheathing his broadsword, and as he came upright, he gasped as he saw the culprit.

"Sh-Shadow Wing!?" She looked away in what Midnight thought was pain, and spoke very simply.

"Don't... Just make sure you tell them who your REAL father is...Before it is too late. Maybe we will see each other again, one day." She trailed off, and vanished in a cloud of black smoke.

The next morning, Midnight walked into Celestia's bedroom, and shook her awake. She jolted awake, and sat up. "Huh? It's too early...Midnight?"

Midnight told his sisters after shaking Luna awake, who his father was. Celestia and Luna stared at Midnight, their mouths agape...

Present Day...

As Midnight came back to reality, he realized he was already at the Boutique. He refocused his gaze, and bumped into the door. He was stunned by the sudden impact, but regained his composure as Rarity opened the door. She gasped as she saw an injury that surprised Midnight. "What the..." Midnight was shocked, and promptly fainted. When he woke up, he immediately turned crimson at his moment of weakness. He noticed he was bandaged, the cloth covering his entire torso. He instinctively reached for his back, where he kept his Claymore, but remembered what he had planned. "Oh, right..." he said, walking out the door. "See you two at the wedding?" He said, not looking back, as if he knew what was to come....