The night was silent except for the sound of hooves hitting the ground, which echoed through the dark, dim lit streets.

"I won't do what they want me to, I can't. not anymore..." Moon thought to herself. The dark hooded cloak she wore flapped in the wind as she ran. The street lamps were going out one by one as a creeping shadow followed her in hot pursuit, devouring the light. She came to a stop to take a breath, when a thin beam of light appeared in front of her. She heard a faint whisper.

"Follow me."

She looked behind herself to noticed the shadow getting closer.

"Hurry!" The whispering urged.

She hastily resumed her escape, following where the light beam led. The light guided her through the maze of dark streets and alleyways. she was getting tired, breaking out of that forsaken place must of taken more out of her then she had originally planned. Her legs began to feel numb with pain.

"Almost there" The whisper said.

She began to slow down as she looked back and see how close the shadow was now. It was gaining quickly.

"Don't look. hurry!" The whisper said with a hint of annoyance.

"Yeah... Okay." Even her thoughts were beginning to break. She made a sharp left and the beam of light vanished. And then she hit something... no somepony. Staggering back a few steps before collapsing, unconscious.

Cross had been returning home from work. The night was crisp. The fog had rolled in from the falls nearby the capital of Equestria, Canterlot. His armour clinked quietly as he walked. The lights casting a faint glimmer on his dark armour. His wings ruffled as he adjusted them. Suddenly hoofbeats were heard and before he knew it he had been ran into. The pony hitting his armour hard before collapsing, knocking him back onto his rear. He blinked, not knowing what had happened before he noticed the mare that had crashed into him. He blinked again before standing up.

"Hey... You alright?"

No response.

"She must've hit her head on my armour harder than I thought." He said to himself after checking her pulse.
"I wonder where she was running to?"

He looked around.

"Well I can't just leave her..." He looked down at her.
"Might as well." He said after giving thought. He pushed his head under her and slid her to his back before heading home again.

Moon woke to find herself in a bed. A lit fireplace sent a glow from the adjacent wall. A dark grey stallion was standing next to it, stirring the logs with an iron poker.

"Wh... Where am I?! Who are you?! I have to go! I can't let them..." She said, panicking, her grip on reality a little shaken. Fumbling out of the bed she, stumbled and began to fall over.

He drops the poker from his mouth and rushed to help her up and calm her down.
"Whoa hey!!! Hey!!! Calm down! You're safe!" He held her in his hooves and got her to look at him and into his pale blue eyes.
"You're safe here..." He said calmly.

She stared into his eyes, her breathing became less intense and heart began to calm.

"Agh... Why does my head hurt?" She inquired, rubbing her forehead with her hoof, wincing a little as her hoof makes contact.
"Who are you?" She asked, wobbling a little as she stood up.

The pegasus chuckled.

"I'm lieutenant Cross of the Canterlot guard. And as for your head, I'm afraid you rammed it into the chestplate of my armour."

He turned back to the fire, over it a tea kettle, which he took and poured its contents into a cup before giving it to her. "I'm afraid it isn't as tasty as most tea’s, but it does the trick."

"thank you Lieutenant." She says, her cheeks red. She sips the tea and shivers a little.

"Its sour. Well... I suppose I should introduce myself." She pulled her hood down, revealing ears that were lit with a pale blue flame "I am Moon Weaver, a seer of the stars."

He blinked in astonishment when she revealed her ears before rushing to try and put them out with a blanket.

"I'm fine, I was born with like this. The flames don't have a temperature, so it doesn't hurt." She says as she puts her hoof in the flames of her ears after fending him off. She then takes off her cloak. Her blue violate coat and purple mane glowing in the light of the fireplace. She looks to the set of armor on the rack.

"Sorry for running in to you so suddenly, I didn't see where I was going." She apologised.

It took him a bit to comprehend her apology, still transfixed on her ears.
He blinked.
"Hm? Oh! Yeah... Don't worry about it. Canterlot can be a labyrinth when the fog starts setting in."

He chuckled as he poured her another cup of the tea, seeing her cup empty.

"Try and drink as much as you can. Else the headache will stick with you."

She giggles a little, seeing him stare at her ears with such a confused look.

"You know they say it's rude to stare." she says jokingly. She took a sip of the tea.
"Yep still sour." she said with a hint of laughter in her tone.

He blushed. "Sorry..."
He set the kettle down, the drink would be too strong to drink in an hour or so.

"You were running when you ran into me... Where were you running to?"

She frowns... "Its more of running from who." The window blew open suddenly and begins to bang against the wall.

"I must go, I can't get you involved in my problem." She says as panic began to set in again. She starts to quickly move to the door, putting her cloak back on.

He blinked. "What are you worried about? The weather ponies are just clearing fog as they always do."

He moved to close the window. "You're safe here... But... Before I suggest you staying over night... You'll have to explain your paranoia." He frowned.

"Alright..." She says calming down. Sitting next to Cross by the fire.

"We Star Seers are very few and most tend to be very secretive of their talents. Unlike other seers I was born with the destiny to speak with and control celestial beings. My father wanted to use me to command the celestial beings to seize control of all Equestria when I came of age.
But I found out of his plans and ran away on my 18th birthday. And I've ran ever since that day, at least a month ago. I was hiding in a little cottage on the outskirts when he found me I ran.
"He is a very powerful unicorn, contracted with shadows... He sacrificed my mother to gain his power… Though he never used to be so cruel..." She finishes and began to fall asleep, leaning into the stallion.

Cross frowned.

"The princesses must be warned..." He said quietly to himself as her breathing slowed down, indicating that she was asleep. He gently moved her to the bed that was in the guest bedroom of his house, a fairly large house. Being in the guard did have its perks. He sighed as he closed the door.

The room was next to his so if anything was to go amiss he would know right away. There was a door leading to his room, leaving a quick route to her. He left the door open, so to stop anyone was to try and block it. He laid down and fell to sleep. He would take her straight to Celestia in the morning.

As she slept, Moon slipped into a strange world. There was no sky, no life. Only a sea of fog. She couldn't move, nor could she speak, she couldn't even manage a squeak. A dark figure began to rise from the fog, its eyes glowing red. She began to float drawing closer, unable to resist. With every minute she drew closer fear crept further up her spine. Soon she came face to face with those red menacing eyes and it cackled like a mad pony. She turned around and saw a round pool of black water, green mist swirling at its center.

The swirl started expanding until the green mist blanketed the pool and something else arose. A dark silhouette of somepony she knew stood in front of her. Soon the silhouette began to become an image.

Moon was shocked to find she was staring at herself, but something was different about her doppelganger. It smiled, eyes glowing green and upon her ears were emerald flames instead of sapphire. Moon weaver then noticed that behind her evil twin was an army of corrupted celestial beings.

Soon the menacing laughter from the pony behind her became louder. Moon was forced to turn again to see her father sitting upon the throne in the Canterlot castle. Six gems lay shattered on the floor before his feet.

“You cannot escape your destiny my daughter, you can never escape.” Her father said.

She woke, panting, heart beating fast. his words still haunting her mind.

“You’re wrong father, that will never be my destiny. Not ever.” she said to herself, her voice shaken with fear.

Author's Note

Story by: DanniCmoon & Lunarartboy
We wanted to do this because we simply can. Both of us are excited to be working together on this project and to feature our OCs in a collaboration Story! We do hope you guys enjoy what we have in store for you!!!