DarkSoulPony

DarkSoul often dreamed.....or perhaps nightmared is a better descriptions. His dreams haunted by two ever

questioning embers. Always Staring at him, always asking dark questions that he couldn't answer,

always asking if he was worthy of protecting little Screwball....that one question in his dreams

was the only one that ever sent him soaring into the darkest sky, burning it into cinders the

glorious feeling of wind and fire under his wings.....he knew he MUST fly to REALLY protect

his little sister. Yet each night the wind haunted him in his dreams teasing his broken wing

and laughing at how pitiful he was.

Some nights.....SOME nights he heard Discord wondering loud upon the winds....."What does she see

in you?"

"Such a broken pony, whose body is twisted and does not know which way to go...."

DarkSoul would awake awash in sweat in his broken down bed, glance upon his sister and cry....

He was waste, the magic school knew it, the Pegasai knew it, and her father knew it.....

why was such a kind creature so blind.....had Discord cursed her so much.......was she so crazy

as to delude herself as to his worth?.....he quietly approached her bed and pulled her blanket down

to her feet from her head....

."silly filly" he thought, you always do things backwards....

his thoughts roamed for a bit, then he thought of it....she always does things backwards........

maybe.....just maybe he had some worth after all.....

He grinned having new inspiration.

The next day as they began breakfast, he asked Screwball,

"Sis, why do you think I could ever fly?" Grinning at her own ingenuity she replied,

"You have magic right?" DarkSoul thought about this trying to see it her way as he reluctantly replied

"Yes, Sooooo?" Screwball laughed

"Magic can do anything!" Darksoul agreed nodding his head though he still didn't

get what she saw so easily.....

"You have wings even if not complete, and you have incomplete magic"

she exclaimed......

"MY GOD" HE THOUGHT, getting her line of thought at last.....

"Brother, I don't know much, I've never been to school you see." Screwball explained, going extra slow because her own

thoughts raced so fast and were usually lost on most except her daddy.

"but if you take half of something and half of something else, you still get a whole!" He got it, DARKSOUL ACTULLY GOT IT,

her disconnected thoughts made absolute sense......

"Screwy.....help me tonight" he said excitement barley contained in his voice....

"WHAT, WHAT do you want me to do?" she asked.....

"I think i got an idea!" he nearly shouted and kissed her forehead.

That night DarkSoul felt excitement and fear, a mix of butterfly's in his stomach. Screwball

felt only concern it was as if her brother had become someone else, he was obsessed, consumed, and

she feared it was her own fault. The wind was strong that night, it seemed to swirl around both of them.

DarkSoul calmed her in the chilling breeze,

"it's an omen." He told her.

"You always shy away from telling me of my rebirth little sister, but I REMEBER the strong wind" he told her. It was if it was speaking to

him but it's whisper couldn't be heard. But he KNEW Screwball was on to something and this night was

perfect.

"brother?"

she asked the fear written even upon her crazy face.

"Yes?" he calmly asked.

"Promise me, PROMISE me you won't leave me alone...." she said unable to look upon him.

"Little Sister, I promise you this....I will NEVER hurt you...please trust me, If I go to far

say so and I will relent. I have no desire to make you cry!" he exclaimed. She weakly nodded.

Her acceptance given he began to use magic he barley understood, but it was a part of him and came

naturally.

First he concentrated on his one *good* wing, a bright fire red aura of chaotic magic

consuming it. The pain was near unbearable, but he could not let his little sister see it.

Red energy almost like fire burst forth from the broken wing, he held back a whimper, looking at

screwball and drawing what strength he could, small starbursts of energy coursing along where

feathers should be bursting into small filaments of magical light forming feathers replacing what was

missing and natural to any pegasai.

*Now the hard part* he thought to himself, he had always had the

base muscles, the ones that controlled wings, just not the right wing itself.....the fiery magic

burst forth from his right flank, and he couldn't hold back a scream as the red energy burst forth from

where a wing should be, it was as if the chaos storm emanating from the wound was reconstituting bone,

a slow drawing...."BROTHER STOP" Screwball Cried out! The magic dissipated instantly as promised....

"WHY" Darksoul wheezed a small amount of coagulated blood dripping from his mouth, he asked.

"Your bleeding brother" she squealed, her fear for her brother stopping any snarky reply he could think of.

she touched his flank and presented the black blood for him to see.....

"I'm sorry little screwy" he replied......

"lets go home and rest." she told him. He weakly agreed and allowed her to help him hobble

back to their home where upon he fell into a deep dream......

"So close weren't you......" HE chided. DarkSoul exclaimed

"Then why don't you help me?"

"And ruin such a great story? Come now You know me better then that! Chaos exists to improve life

now many ponies can't see it but you do, don't you? Life exists to create chaos and chaos perpetuates

life, it's a simple cycle, of pain, sorrow and strife......we all grow and have fun, just follow

the flow."

The dark dream of discord ended as most do.........DarkSoul sweating and never telling his

dear sister a word of it. How could he worry her mind when she idolized Discord.

"Brother I don't think you should try that again" Screwball told Darksoul in full seriousness.

"Well then he asked, how do YOU fly with no wings?" he asked Screwball.....Her Eyes swirled, she had

never been asked such a question.....

"I suppose it's part of my nature, what I am" she replied a

little confused.....

"Well BUCK IT ALL!" DarkSoul exclaimed,  Kissing his sister upon her forehead.

I GET it! tonight I will have my wings! Screwballs swirly eyes rolled,

"Sure brother just don't kill yourself!" she exclaimed.

Together they went to the clearing near tag hill.

"Brother are you sure?" Screwball asked worriedly.

"Yes lil one, I am sure, just be here for me if I need you." to which Screwball weakly nodded

He began again,

His Breathing was so slow, and controlled he knew the order now in which to proceed,

First his right flank, the wing that never grew, slowly the magic seeped from a wound he did not feel,

Screwball hide her eyes, for she knew her brother would not back down at this point, the black blood

begin to seep, the chaotic whirlwind issued forth, but much more slowly and controlled,

blood seeped down his flank but it was as if it flowed like thick syrup,

slowly the red fiery magic drew the the outlines of knobby boned joints converging upon sharp tipped

edges and then the painful part began, Darksoul held back the tears at first as new swept magic sewed

magical tissue betwixt existing real bone and magical alike, like needles of yarn darting and weaving,

betwixt and between itself adding layer upon layer for new born feathers to implant them selves.

the pain reached it's climax as the weaving ended, and a twinkling began, but the spots of light exploded

into threads of extended pointed light, creating magical feathers.

Darksoul gasped as the process finished....leaving him with blazing red wings of near perfect

magic.

"BROTHER!" Screwball exclaimed unshileding her eyes from her legs. "You have WINGS!"

Darksoul shuddered in delight before falling unconscious his new found wings dissipating into thin air.

He awoke in a pool of black blood, poor little Screwball crying in concern for her brother. "Don't  Die, don't

leave me alone!" she cried.... With what little strength the magic he had used left him with,

he took her into his hooves, proclaiming "Never....never my dear sister would I leave you alone...."

and fell into a deep slumber.