The Sun, Stars, and the Moon

...A silence had filled the air. Starswirl had smelled the forest's herbal scent, and awakened groggily. It took a moment for Starswirl to regain his senses, but woke up quickly. He looked around, for he realized that the controller of the stars was actually sitting in an ancient ruins. Starswirl looked up into the calm, strange sky. My god, help us all, he thought to himself while he made a grim face. The sun was gone. Darkness had engulfed the land. Though, it was not as Starswirl predicted, he thought of pitch black darkness, and nothingness. No, he said to himself, the world was darker than before (somewhat foggier as well), but light had still emitted from the sky. His power, and Starswirl's magic was gone. What was this strange world...?

This is not logical,

not astrological,

but, in some way...

This is magically possible.

Starswirl lowered his head down in shame.

If there was something I could do...

I wouldn't be in such a blue...

Stay positive, we were taught.

The words that were ingrained in Starswirl's mind had echoed through him. He was elated, but troubled. Who said those words? Wondering, Starswirl trotted into the Northwestern part of the forest unconsciously. Time had passed, and the magician had dazed into profound thoughts. Many questions that Starswirl thought we left unanswered. Until, he heard a proud and mighty avian voice. Starswirl stopped, and looked around.

Starswirl, the Bearded,

why are you troubled?

Who, I ask, are you?

I am troubled, I admit,

but I only know the name of me.

The conflict is,

my memories are a pop quiz...

The proud avian flew down in front of the melancholy wizard, and faced him. Starswirl was shocked, for the avian was a Phoenix. The race was endangered, because they were hunted for their beautiful, blazing feathers. Starswirl frowned upon the mistakes the pony race had made, but quickly changed his face as he sensed a feeling of trust towards him. He smiled.

Follow me,

for we are in the Everfree.

Mm.

The phoenix and the bearded wizard had traveled far into the north. He did not question him. The trip was silent and peaceful, but somewhat unsettling too. The darkness, Starswirl thought. He shivered with a chill up his spine, even though he was warm (from both the phoenix and his hat and cape). Starswirl opened his mouth to say something, but he was interrupted by the majestic bird.

We are almost there,

please prepare.

The duo enters a town. Such a happy looking place, Starswirl thought. But, it's a shame that the town had been engulfed in darkness, the wizard said. They traveled far into the middle of the town, for they had reached the town hall. The phoenix stopped there,  and Starswirl had done the same as well. A pony had emerged from the foggy world that the two sat in, hooded, their face indecipherable. It had dropped its hood, making his face visible. The pony's figure was muscular and mysterious. The upper part of his body, armored in iron. He wore a king's cape under it. The "king" had black hair, and red eyes... It was King Sombra, only he did not have an evil aura and the horn... He was completely normal and sane. But, Starswirl did not know, for his memory was lost.

Hello, wizard.

You are confused,

that I see,

for the answers you seek

are merely within thee.

I see.

The memories

are flowing within me...

Arrrghhhhh! Starswirl had groaned. His eyes glowed white, and the stallion had fell into a deep gaze. He had entered a vivid, and dreamy world. Starswirl saw a celestial and elegant alicorn, white, with a sun cutie-mark. Her hair was majestic and colorful, flowing beautifully. He could not speak, nor touch anything. He was a ghost. Starswirl saw himself go up to the alicorn, and formally introduce himself. The alicorn greeted back.

I have heard about your stories,

for I am intrigued upon your magic and glories.

A wizard you are,

but an astrologer and the controller of time...

Yes. I am glad to meet you,

Princess of the Sun.

Oh, no, please call me...

Celestia.

Time completely stopped in the vivid world. Starswirl came back into consciousness. His face remained in silent shock as King Sombra and the phoenix watched in interest. Pieces were coming together. Starswirl's knowledge of magic and himself came back to him. He closed his eyes, and summoned his staff back. Starswirl had looked at his acquaintances, and nodded. King Sombra turned to the phoenix.

Where is my sword, pride one?

Why,

I have it here.

The sword is quite mighty and heavy for a stallion like you.

The phoenix danced in a circle above Sombra, a sword mighty and king-like materializing from the fiery shape. Sombra looked up and caught it with his teeth, looking at the bird with thanks (though, he was a bit insulted at the avian's sarcasm). Together, the trio was armed and ancient-looking.

You've seen the darkness that engulfed this beautiful world.

I want to stop it from being even more twirled.

My empire and kingdom has fallen.

I simply fell to the darkness' calling.

The world I live in,

it had become dark.

Let us work together,

to rid of the dark weather,

and release the world of this horrible time.

For the darkness has committed a

unforgivable crime.

And so, the trio joined in arms, promised loyalty to one another to demolish the darkness that swallowed up this world. They started to travel north of Ponyville. They met creatures along the way that were frozen in time. Dew did not drop from the world, but still grass swayed, and the weather changed. Days past, the sun and moon gone, but the stars accompanying the trio. Starswirl had prosperity in him, the phoenix proud and happy as well. The two were troubled, however, for they could not usually tell when Sombra was happy. He only showed little expressions, but was kind and friendly.

Close to the waterfalls of Canterlot, the team had rested on a bridge that gave a view of the fancy city (as well as their waterfalls) and also the sight of Ponyville and the Everfree Forest's huge lake. They all dropped their equipment down onto the bridge, and decided to camp there for the rest of the day. As they slept, the peaceful waters grew wild. King Sombra, the lightest sleeper out of all the team (mainly because of Starswirl's horrendous snoring), awoke in suspicion. He got out of his tent, and poured water over the fire. So, he waited, and waited...

.....

A great and robust splash had made Sombra turn to the big lake. The wave of horror that washed upon his face was astonishing, even for him, the brave king of the Crystal Empire. The image that reflected in his crimson eyes, was the almighty hydra. Sombra had sheathed his sword, and dived into the water to slay the watery, scaly beast. The hydra did not fear him. He was immense. His blue scales and his yellow, intimidating eyes pierced even the bravest of beasts. There was a disadvantage for Sombra, for the hydra has three minds of its own (three heads).

And so, the two powerhouses' eyes met underwater with intensity and fierceness. Sombra's heavy sword shined. The king was agile for his size, for he swam and cut the hydra's stomach with a slash so great, it made the the sea beast stagger and roar in pain. But, just as the stallion prepared to strike again, a lightning bolt struck the hydra, electrifying only him, strangely. Sombra did not see the bolt of lightning, because of the light that emitted from it blinded him. The confused king looked around, his vision blurry...