DarkSoulPony

Darksoul diligently practiced his flying over the next few nights.

Being ever so cautious as to avoid being seen. He usually stuck below the tree line.

He could now create a pair of wings almost without thought. Still he found it difficult to take off,

and needed control the wind to give him enough lift. The wind was not a power of his own magic,

and every time he channeled it it,  he felt a wave of chaos. The tides of insanity seemed to swell around him, seeking

control, drowning what rational thought he held. But his practice yielded him power, and he only required a small controllable breeze In order to take flight.. It was still a dark rising, a wave of insanity that drowned his rational mind, but his practice made it easier,

each night he found the breeze and flew easier. His fortified mind fell easier into the winds of insanity,  and he flew  faster then any pegasai  with perfect wings.  Needing only a small gust to launch himself into the air.

One night after playing ( and purposely losing) both tag and many races with his beloved sister, Darksoul felt more ambitious.

He wished to see the Everfree forest from the sky. To feel  the clouds and their cool wind against his flanks. The air grew thin as he rose. But Darksoul was determined to fly. 'It'll be ok" he thought to himself 'With a little wind I will rise' he concentrated on his breathing and did his best to remain calm. He could almost make out the words seductively whispered within it's sweet undertone of erractic currents as he meditated on it. 'Speak up' he whispered back to it and the wind grew steady, flowing more consistently and with more a little power. Somewhere on the horizon of his thoughts he could hear a speck of irrational laughter beginning to build up. Calmly with controlled focus he pushed it back into his subconscious while thinking of deep calming breaths of the pure clean air.

His body suddenly felt cool and damp. Darksoul opened his eyes and was surprised. Although he was only gently flapping he had summoned so much wind that he had already ascended into the lower clouds. Grinning like a young foal, Darksoul marveled at how the light emanating from his spells lit up the cloud cover surrounding him. 'I wonder if Screwy is seeing this?' he thought. The cumuli-nimbi he flew in looked as if it were alight with brimstone and fire. Darksoul became so caught up in the beauty and wonder of the moment that he failed to even notice he was laughing.......

The pegasai knights had been on alert for the last three nights. Celestia had assigned alternating shifts to Silver manes unit. They were to patrol near pony Ville and watch for anything or anypony that seemed odd. Celestia  had felt something of late that she could not explain to them. It was like Discords chaos in the darkness, but Discord was still a statue in the garden. A pleasing memento to all ponies who valued order. Now Celestia knew that she had duties to raise the sun, and as her sister was banished her burden was doubled with raising the moon at night. So it fell to her most trusted Silver mane to be his princess's eyes in the night.

Flying high he performed  slow lazy circles around pony Ville to maintain his strength, ever vigilant. He scanned the horizon from every angle he perceived. His hawk like vision  watching all ponies that were not asleep. As his patrol brought him close to the ever free forest He saw something from the corner of his vision. He slowly angled towards it, watching closely. At first glance he failed to notice what had caught his eye. Scanning the sky he even thought he had imagined it.  But as he flew circling the parameter of pony Ville a cloud lit up. It burnt as if lit with fire and ashes. It appeared as if the sky there was on fire. A bolt of red burning light dived from cloud to cloud, burning up the sky. 'Is it a dragon' he thought to himself disbelieving his own sight.

Silver Mane flew towards it at full speed. It was certainly a bright display for dragons were very rare in Equestria. He decided to investigate (a folly for sure.). As he drew close he felt the air buffet his large body from each direction at random. So Certain he was of

finding Celestica's  forbearing that he negletedted  the thought of the  chaos he beheld.  Silver mane was only slightly unnerved as he beheld the creatures incessant laughter. It howled in delight of burning the sky. Clearly the thing he beheld was insane.

Rapidly it darted, from cloud to cloud, and in brief moments Silver Mane saw it clearly. His well honed scouting training aided him to fully see a pale pony, it was as if a moment was frozen, a shiver passed down his spine. Draw dropping for he saw but what could only be described as a god. It was an Alicorn, but yet it wasn't, for it was flawed. He saw a unicorn but horn broken, with wings made of magic. But such magic was not possible! It had a warped lone left wing, magic jutting forth. Pegasai red feathers edged like razors completed it's form. It was a sick looking thing with a black/grey mane and tail as if it had been from the grave. Scars littered it's flanks

and it's hooves were yellowed brown as if decayed but they glowed with a burning red aura.

Now Silver Mane was one of the fastest in his unit. He had always been proud of that fact. But as the 'Daemon Horse' (as Silver manes mind thought of it) darted so did the wind. Silver Mane barly had the time to notice this little change. The 'Daemon Horse' had stopped suddenly noticing his presence. Silver Mane felt a sudden surge of adrenalin aided by immense fear. The 'Daemon horse'  looked almost as surprised as him. His heart skipped a beat as he tried to think of what to do. Their gazes locked and he froze.

His body decided for him, and he ran upon the wind. He remembered two pupils that burned with the brightness of the sun.

That gaze burnt it's visage upon his psych as the 'daemon horse' laughed manically. It's deadly intent written upon it's evil grin.

Silver Mane ran, fleeing and certain he was no match for this monster.

Outdistancing thee maniacal pony behind him, a strange large gale pushed him back. He only heard howling wind and laughter.

"I can't let you get away" he herd the storm say. "No,no, none can know what you've seen this day!" He knew it was the 'daemon horse'

say.in a chilling sing-song way. Silver Mane knew that the wind slowing him was unnatural, and he knew that it was the pony who chased him that commanded it. His pursurer was rapidly gaining on him and he knew his fate was tied to this nights flight.

He flew faster then he ever had, even Rainbowdash would have been jealous. He dove hard and fast, trying to gain speed as well as distance. But the wind seemed to reverse itself, instead impeding his descent. It howled like a hurricane, and pushed him upwards and when he had surrendered to it, it reversed itself and pushed him back toward the earth. Spreading his wings as wide as he could he tried to slow his decent, but to no avail. Instead the great storm pushed him harder, "SNAP' A WINGTIP broke, CRACKLE and POP his wings folded in wounded agony as the ground approached quickly the air pressure around him sucking the air from his screams. A fist of pressure wrapped itself around him and burrowed into the awaiting ground below. A crater formed in the area of his decent so

great was the impact, armore crumpling as if it were only tin. A final gurgle escaped his lips as the crater he made filled beyond his ruptured body with blood. With it's vile magic receding Darksoul spat upon the grave " Pitiful Pegasus" . His Head leaned back towards to dark night, Darksoul looked upon the stars as lunatic laughter filled the sky!