Under the Eye of Darkness

Chapter 1:

1,000,000 years later...

In the dark depths of Tartarus, where not even the bravest of ponies go, there is a blood red door. Covered in chains and skulls, this door was said to house the most dangerous of all creatures the world had ever known. Yveltal.

For years, Yveltal had been trapped. For years he had suffered the loss of losing to his cursed sister. If it weren't for the fabled Elements of Harmony, he would've succeeded in destroying all of Equestria. Still, as the humans he once lived with (to his disgust) used to say, "the future is not set in stone" rang in his head.

Yveltal released a long sigh of frustration. If only...if only the tides would change in his favor. For as long as he could remember, the powers of chaos had been thwarted again and again by Xerneas' greatest creations: the alicorn ponies. This time by the two most utterly repulsive ones he had ever laid eyes upon! The so called great Celestia and Luna.

However, having used the Elements of Harmony against a being that was known as Discord, Yveltal discovered that his bonds were slowly weakening. It appears that not all was in vain after all. Because of a special poison created from his very own bloodstream was attached in order to create the Elements of Harmony (you cannot have one without the other after all), the more chaos they cleansed, the more he was able to feed upon. Soon he would be free and the ponies would all be choking on their own blood! Still, the powers of friendship were strong in these pathetic ponies. It would take a many more years before he would fully be free of his shackles.

Yveltal gave a low growl of anger and frustration. He then looked at a mirror that was the only other thing that occupied his room. At first glance, it looked like any other old mirror. Rusty and cracked with age, the rim was adorned by gold that now looked more like copper, as for the reflective surface, half of it had a long jagged crack in it. Perhaps it was time to use this old thing again once more. After all, this mirror was special. It had the ability to let him see into the outside world of Equestria. Xerneas had given it to him as a "gift" so that perhaps he'd one day understand Harmony through looking at the mirror. He'd despised it ever since.

Yveltal gritted the teeth in his beak in concentration and said, "Mirror of Damnation, show me Xerneas' Creation."

The mirror's surface rippled and for the umpteenth time, he saw...happiness, friendship, magic. HE HATED IT ALL!! With a mighty shrill cry, the very foundations of Tartarus quaked at his power.

"SKKKRRRREEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKK!!!!! Enough of this!! For millennia I have waited! Waited to be free of these shackles and be free to shape my destiny! But no more. It's time to take matters into my own talons! Mirror of Damnation, show me ARCEUS' Creation!"

Instead of using the name Xerneas, he used the name of his creator/father Arceus. His plan was to hopefully see Earth instead of Equestria and see how his influence was effecting the planet. The surface rippled once more, showing a huge war of epic proportions. At the sight of the gruesome deaths and bloodshed, Yveltal felt something within him stir. This...was his power! This is what he loved to see every moment of his life. Strife, chaos, and destruction!

Seeing that his plan worked, he immediately zoomed on the most powerful piece of strife he could possibly find in a soul and dive into. His eyes landed on a small village. The people there lived in utter poverty with little to eat and little to drink. But that was not what caught his attention. No, it was something else entirely. It was a Pokémon and Dark Type at that. He watched as the poor thing tried to take food from unsuspecting people, only to be caught and hit with rocks and whips. At the sight of this...fox, people shunned and denied it's very existence. Seeing how this took place 5 years ago, he fast forwarded the images to the current time. The Pokémon, now identified as a Zoroark, was breathing shallowly. It seemed on the very verge of death. He then peeked into the creature's memories and emotions to see a soul filled with anger and hate. Destruction ran through it's veins. It. Was. PERFECT! This would be the one to grant him his freedom.

Using every ounce of strength left in him, Yveltal unleashed a small glowing red orb that held his essence. He then sent it through the mirror toward the Zoroark.

The Zoroark who's name was Xehanort, was teetering on the edge of Death's Door. Until he saw a bright red orb that blinded his vision. In that moment, he blacked out and entered his subconscious.

~In Zoroark's subconscious~

Down, down, down he fell...until he landed on a platform made of nothingness. Xehanort was confused. Moments ago, he was close to death because of him stealing from a rich noble. This caused problems and he nearly got stabbed through the heart by a spear! He then checked himself for any injuries. Surprisingly, where a bleeding chest should have been, it was completely healed!

"Wha-what is this? Is this some type of sorcery? Who did this?!" Xehanort said to himself in shock and worry.

A figure descended from the skies and landed before Xehanort. "You can thank me for that mortal. If it weren't for my interference, you would've died a horrible death. And I could not bear to watch that happen."

Xehanort looked up at the dark avian Pokémon in amazement and fear. He then asked the question that he desperately wanted answered. "Just what...or who are you? How could you possibly prevent my death from occurring? And why?"

"Ah...where are my manners? I am Yveltal. Surely you've heard of me? As for saving you, I didn't. I merely sent your body into a dormant state and brought your spirit into this dimensional limbo. You are at the crossroads between life and death itself. I am, however, willing to give you your life back, but for a price. So choose: death or my...proposition." Yveltal said in his demonic voice.

Xehanort gasped at the name Yveltal. He immediately could not believe that one of the most powerful Legendary Dark Types still lived. Especially after what occurred between him and Xerneas... He immediately bowed before Yveltal in respect, lest he anger Yveltal somehow. He then said, "Before I choose, might I hear this proposition of yours Almighty One?"

Yveltal chuckled at this and replied, "Why of course! If you were to choose my proposition, you would live for as long as I deem fit. You'd be immortal in a sense. However, there is a catch. In return for this power, you'd have to hold a piece of my essence in your heart and serve as one of my agents. And in return for your service, I will let you see all you hate and despise burn! You will be accepted into society. Those who speak your name will tremble in fear and you'll finally have the respect you so rightfully deserve. What say you little Zoroark?"

Xehanort pondered for a few moments before replying, "I accept my master."

Yveltal hid his dark grin and held in his laughter. At long last! The first of many agents that would spread his influence throughout the masses. And when the time comes, Equestria will be first to fall! Yveltal then embraced Xehanort in his dark wings. Xehanort began to glow with dark energy as a sphere of darkness surrounded his entire being! The power. Oh yes the power was good! So good!

After the power transfer was complete, Xehanort had gone through a drastic change. His body was no longer gray in color. Instead it was an eerie red with black patterns that glowed with Yveltal's power. He had blue fur over his chest instead of the original black. His mane was purple with black energy crackling like miniature lightning and his eyes were the most darkest of gold.

"Behold. My apprentice of destruction. Behold...XEHANORT THE LORD OF CHAOS!!!" Yveltal shouted in evil glee.

"What is thy bidding my liege?" Xehanort said in a dull and monotonous voice that held no emotion.

Yveltal merely grinned and began his plans for a new order of chaos...

TO BE CONTINUED