One week before current events

Starlight

I sat on the roof of a local store, running a whetstone along my glowing sword. The shhk sound of the stone running along my sword the only sound to be heard in the usually bustling city. The ridder-monster had been summoned again. I was so close to getting there. But was yet, so far. I cursed lightly as I had let the opportunity slip through my fingers so easily. I was a warrior of the light dammit! I should protect innocents! Summoning the creatures in Tartarus was unavoidable, sadly as nothing could stop the souls from being ripped from the creatures body to do the bidding of its summoner. That was where ponies like me came in. Demon hunters. The job was... Gruelling sometimes and extremely difficult. But this summoner, knew what they were doing. Putting the sword back into the sheath on my back I ran and jumped from the roof, letting my wings catch the air and blowing the hood of my cloak from where it covered my face. I had all white fur and an all white mane with shining red eyes. I had made the excuse that I was albino to sneak into the population of Canterlot. Hence the cloak. I lighted onto the ground and began to trek across to where the ridder was desummoned. There was something I had to see.

I knelt next to a pile of a nasty colour of green goop on the ground surrounded by multiple scorch marks. Accounts from those that could speak in Tartarus said that the desummoning process was quite... Painful, hence the green goop. It was blood of the ridder. Producing a vial from my cloak I scooped up some of the goop and stood back up. Sighing the I flipped my hood back up and walked out of the alley. The murders were getting out of hand. I knew it, the Council of Light new it. But bystanders should not be getting pulled into this war. It all started four thousand years ago. When some ponies fell from the light, and chose to follow the path of darkness. They made their own type of magic that was soon forbidden by law. Most of the fallen ponies were killed or captured. But they infected the minds of many. The war started. Now, four thousand years later it's still waging. But in secret. But everything points that it may be back to full scale. Equestria may never be the same place again.

Present Day

The rain pattered against my cloak, running down from my hood and onto my face. Grabbing a newspaper from an abandoned stand I held it over my head in order to negate some of the rains effect on my soaked cloak. I walked past another pony crazy enough to be out in the rain. The pony had a long black trenchcoat and a wide brimmed had that covered the mares face. Looking back at the pony disappearing into the darkness the I couldn't help but be suspicious. 'Hmm, trenchcoat, hat that covers their eyes. And out in something like this? Could be the sumoner. Ditching the newspaper I spread my wings and followed the mysterious pony. Using the rooftops for cover. The pony led me to a Royal Guard barracks, peculiar place for a pony so shady... The pony appeared in windows leading upstairs and entered a room, throwing some paper on a desk and sitting in a chair behind said desk.

After watching the pony for a few minutes, and realizing that the mare was just a mere detective. I turned around when a loud clap of thunder sounded. Making me jump slightly. Then came the unmistaken sound of a Tartarus portal being opened. How did I miss the marks? Jumping off the rooftop before the ridder crawled through the portal and saw me as it's next victim I unsheathed the sword from my back. There was a crash as the horrible creature jumped from the rooftop and sprinted towards the barracks. It must have seen the detective! Sprinting over to the barracks I was about to crash in when the ridder-monster crashed through the window, doing a quick roll and went off into the darkness, against my better judgement. I was going to give chase.

The ridder moved through the town at an astonishing speed. I could barely keep up with its dark form as it wove through the streets towards some unseen objective. Then it stopped, sniffing the air. It looked back in my direction and snarled, it's wolf like lips baring blood-stained teeth. It ran it long claws along the cobblestone. Creating deep gouges. I had been spotted. Stepping out into the open street I faced the monster, sword held out at my right side. "Ready to die?" I intoned, running the tip of my sword against the cobblestone. The creature growled before, surprisingly answering. "You. Will. Die. Warrior of the Light." It spoke in a gravelly voice, eyes shining in the moonlight as the rain again increased in intensity creating nothing but a silhouette. I smirked before dashing quickly at the monster, who swung it's right paw at me. Swinging my sword I cleaved off its paw and it let out a screech. Sliding under it I swung at one of its mangled legs and was rewarded with a spray of its hot blood along with a second screech. The sword given to demon killers was designed specifically to kill spawn of Tartarus. Doing a flip I whirled back around to face my wounded foe. "Impudent runt!" It roared at me before it abruptly set on fire, it's wolf like eyes filled with malice. Lunging at me with its one good arm it rammed a fist into my chest, sending me flying into a stand and setting my cloak on fire. I ripped her cloak off before too much damage could be done and turned to face my foe before getting sharp claws raked across my chest and sending me flying to the right. I let out a whimper while clutching at my now profusely bleeding chest. "Let me show you the power of Darkness!" The creature let out a loud roar, shaking the windows of the street and new limbs grew out of the previously cut off ones. Now standing up to its full height it leaned over me. Baring its teeth it prepared for the killing blow to my neck. That was when a glowing arrow was sent through its head and suck into the ground next to my head. It let out an agonizing screech while clutching at its eye. "How the fuck are you not dead?" I screamed at it before through my pain i grabbed my sword and decapitated the beast. Then all I saw was black.

Aurora

Celestia arrived quickly pushing her way though guards to get to me and Storm. "You called, Aurora? You found the murderer killing my ponies? Who are they?"

"Not they, but it." I replied as I showed her the screen capture of the ridder retreating through the window. Celestia mumbled something under her breath before running a hand through her mane. "I never thought I would see them again."

"Excuse me, Princess?"

"I locked those things in Tartarus years ago, how did they get through Cerberus?"

"They didn't get through anything, Princess, they were summoned through means of magic."

"But summoners have been gone for centuries! How could one turn up now?"

"I don't know, but scorch marks at the scene of the crime point to it being summoned, nothing else could have done that. Storm sighed as he walked outside. I didn't say anything. Sometimes he needed some air.

What I didn't know about Storm needing 'air' was that he was going to bring a mauled mare back to the barracks with green goop splattered all over her and on the verge of death. Way to got Storm! Medical ponies rushed to the albino mares body and did checks on her pulse and various other organs before announcing she could be saved. I walked over to Storm. "What the fuck dude? Did you just find a mare mauled in the street and think of bringing her here?"

"No, come with me." Storm out a hand on my back and led me to an area with no ponies around it. "She killed the ridder-monster, Aurora."

"You're not kidding, are you?" I asked as Storm shook his head. I sighed and kicked some rubble on the ground. It was definitely hard to believe. But Storm was not known to lie either... Storm shifted slightly and re-positioned the bow that he had over his coat to so it fit under. "I'm going to go see her."

Several hours later the albino mare was considered stable and was finally far from dying. That's good, I guess. I walked into our small medical ward where she was hooked up to our various machines making sure she stayed living. Upon hearing me enter the mare turned her head to the door, her piercing red eyes bore a hole through me. "Glad your okay, you gave some ponies quite a good scare." The pony just continued to look at me. Not speaking. I sighed audibly and pulled a chair up beside her hospital bed, sitting down and leaning back slightly. "Who are you?" I asked, it was a simple question. A three year old could answer it. But this mare just didn't budge. "You know, its common courtesy to at least tell the name of yourself to those who save you."

"I need to get out of here" I was almost taken aback at the finality in her voice.

"You just got here, stay and heal up. The ridder gave you quite a thrashing"

"You know about that monster?"

"Yea, me and my partner Storm were assigned to the case to try and find out who the murderer was. Turns out we found it was a spawn from Tartarus. Not the best thing. Good job on killing it, by the way."

"It is not dead. Creatures summoned from the pits of Tartarus are merely shells of what they really are. If anything it would only take a few extra days to summon. If that." I leaned forward slightly at the mares apparent knowledge on the subject. "How do you know so much?"

"I don't, really. Just a lucky guess."

"Look, I am a detective. I know when somepony is lying their face off to me. You are no exception. I need to know everything."

"No." With that the pony shot out of the medical bed and took off across the room to the window. Unsheathing her sword she swung it at the glass and it shattered into millions of pieces. She was gone before I could even bat an eye.

Author's Note

Not so sure about this chapter... Definitely going to be redoing it along the road here as I get better :/.