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"Ohhhhh... mine head......"
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She sat up, looking groggily at her surroundings, trying to find something, anything that looked familiar. Her blue armour, usually shining and radiant, was tarnished and dull. Her ethereal mane was everywhere, strands billowing all over the place without the restrictions of her helm to keep them in place. Her black fur was dirty and slightly steaming, which was worrying. Even more worrying when a small fire erupted on her flank.
"Ahhhahahahahahahaha! There shall be no made day! Eternal night shall rein! None can stop us! WE ARE INVINCIBLE! AHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
"Ow! Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow!" She tried blowing on it, but that made it worse. She then lay down on her side. Hard. It smothered the fire, but left an unsightly hole in her fur and a big, black bruise. Her alicorn magic should have repaired it, but it didn't. She frowned. Her magic was gone. Great. Just great.
ARGH! NO MATTER WHAT I DO, THEY STILL STAND. GAH! THEY CANNOT BE ALLOWED TO LIVE! THEY SHALL NOT GET PAST THE SERPENT! OR HE WILL *DIE!***
Somewhere up above her, a bird screeched. "Oh, good. We are not yet dead. But thy magic is gone, and we be in this unknownst land, with thine foulest smell." She noticed some light, streaming from a crack in the ceiling of rock. With a powerful flap of her wings she shot up - only to tumble down again, clutching her skull in agony. She had flown into an outcrop of rock, unnoticed in the darkness. She glared at it, then she felt her magic return and she blew the rock to pieces, causing the roof to fall down in places. Flying once again, she was more careful, lest she bang her head again.. She got out, then saw she was in a jungle. Testing her magic, she sensed several magical beings in a fifty-mile radius of her. They were all congregated in one place. Powering up, she teleported.
"You see, Nightmare Moon, when those elements are ignited by the... the SPARK that resides in us all, it creates the sixth element, the element of... MAGIC!"
Her eyes turned white.
"NOOOOOOOOOO...!"
Arriving in a flash of blue fire, she immediately flew for cover from the sun, her fur burning with heat. She could not stand exposure to the sun during the day. It would kill her. She scowled at herself for forgetting. Then she winced as the memories came...
"Ahahahahahahaha! Thou canst defeat thee! We shalt not go back to that accursed moon!" Her horn powering up, she readied a teleportation spell and cast. Then the elements hit. Her body stayed behind, but her spirit escaped. As it flew, it swore: 'I will be back! And you shalt feel mine wrath, Twilight Sparkle!" The spirit of nightmare moon flew, til it reached a chasm, the bottom of which received almost no light. There was enough shadow for her to regain her body, but her magic was taking longer. It was quiet, out of the way and secluded. Perfect. She blacked out.
pain.love.give.take.real.fake.dead.alive.hot.cold.pain.love.
She awoke again. It was twilight. The moon had a faint blue glow around it, as the princess of the night performed her first moonrise in a thousand years. The shadow creature hated her for it. She loathed her for it. She would be repaid for that misdeed. Oh yes. She would pay for that. And her sister, that oh-I'm-soooo-righteous sunbutt sister of hers. They would both pay. THEY WOULD ALL PAY!!! she envisioned scenes of terrible torture for both alicorns, them asking her for mercy, but her merciless. Them begging, pleading, for death, for some sort of release. But she wouldn't give it. She would make sure they didn't grow accustomed either. Oh yes. It would be perfect. And Sparkle? Well, she would be tortured until she was almost dead, then healed, then tortured to almost death again. Brilliant. She would die in front of Celestia and Luna. And they would just watch. Then Celestia would die in front of Luna, and Luna would just watch. Perfect. Just perfect. Then, oh yes, she would destroy the sun and torture the ponies the traitor loved so much. That would be the cherry on top. She would torture Luna for eternity for betraying her. After all, there are always worse punishments than death...
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"Why doest she get to raiseth the moon? I be the rightful ruler! They be nothing but mockery!" She fumed, pouting, only to have someone laugh at her from behind. Snapped out of her reviere, she whirled around. Then a voice said,
"Well, my dear, that is because they are stronger than you are...."
