In This Universe

Adonai Castle, Everfree Forest, Present Day

        The moon shone brightly down on Equestria, glancing it's light in the corners and windows of the castle. No wind stirred the wild trees of the everfree forest, as if it waited with baited breath for the moon to set. The cold stone rose into a majestic castle, turrets and Gothic architecture rising into the night sky.

     The insects and animals cooed softly in their dens, silently awaiting the dawn. Inside the castle, the lush carpets stretched from hall to hall and the dim torches burned slowly, crackling softly through the empty rooms. In the main hall, two regal thrones presided over it all. One decorated with the gentle colors of night and the other with the brilliant hues of day. They were the thrones of this worlds protectors, to be passed down to their small daughters.

     An elegant alicorn mare stepped into the room, her sunset mane flowing in a cloud of magic around her. She barely touched the ground as she walked, and made no sound and she stood beside the daylight throne. Her cream colored coat shed a soft light on the floor around her, her russet and violet mane and tail shining brilliantly with sunlight.

     "What is it you want from me, Geonosia?" Her voice was filled with quiet power and authority, masking any fear she may have felt. Another alicorn of similar regality unmasked herself from behind a marble pillar, her mane of the same coloration floating quietly as her fiery golden eyes sparked angrily.

      "What a very odd thing to ask, my lovely Galaxia. I wanted to see my dearest sister and her newborn fillies of course." Her voice was soft and silky, but not like Galaxias' own voice. It had an underlying sinister tone, as if ice was pricking at your ears. She slowly trotted up the stairs to stand beside the midnight throne, the light of her own mane and Galaxias casting highlights and shadows on her black coat. "You cannot see them. Go back to whence you came. You've disgraced and fallen from our house, return there now, shadow."

        Geonosia bowed her head, her mane falling across her eyes, blocking most of her face. A slow, crazed grin slowly spread across it, silent and eerie. "Oh sister, I did think you would be smarter than that. You still fight for the foolishness of the Raito. How disappointing." Galaxia blinked and the dark Alicorn was gone. There was no noise as the all the torches were extinguished. Before she could turn, knowing the trick that would be played, a icy, firm sheet of metal pressed against her throat, a soft husky voice in her ear, one filled with madness and malice. "Your world will be mine, I swear it, my dear." The voice grew in a laugh, the laugh into a cackle, and she vanished.

        Staggering back, Galaxia looked feverishly at the walls around her. They glittered in the low light, reflecting back the moonlight streaming in through the windows, as Geonosias voice echoed venomously, "Justice will be dealt, my vendetta fulfilled. You waited too long."

        As the creator of light in this chaotic world, she hadn't felt fear in it yet. It darkened whatever joyous thoughts she had about it. She again felt the presence of darkness pressing in, the very same one she and Nocturn had felt when they came here. Reaching a hoof up to her throat, she found a small trail of blood, the crimson staining her pale coat. Not deep, but enough to remind Galaxia of what she had done. Pride was once her tool, a thing that she controlled and adored, without thought. But with that vain sense of being, she had neglected one whom she should have loved.

        For like in the terrifying vision she had seen whilst learning her the magic to raise the light in this Equestria, the two monstrous mares, one whose heart was black as night and eyes radiated nightmares, the other whose tongue spun tales like a snake, she'd made a fatal mistake. Shaking her head, she stepped back into the side hall, her usually pleasant mind clouded by speculation and mist. In her vision, she knew it boiled down to abandoning one's family for duty, that much was clear. She could not yet recognize the ponies in the vision, but it still gripped her mind like eagles claws.

        How long would her thoughts be haunted by a thing that may not ever come t pass? She asked herself but denied the true answer. She too had deserted her family for her grace, her duty. Perhaps the mares in that horrible dream were her and her sister, both gone mad. Her mind whirled around and around, reflecting on her life. What she had done, and what was about to happen, was something she wished she could shy away from and forget forever.

        She'd forgotten her sister all those years ago, and the vengeance the forgotten brought was terrible. The ghost of her dead sister still plagued her, and Galaxia knew it wouldn't be so very long until that apparition would take back the reigns of the living.