'What is this?'
Emptyness... nothing alive... darkness... that's what Tyrael saw. 'How did I end up here?' As he kept hovering in the darkness, a small light, like a star, shined it's light on the pummeled angel.
It felt warm, welcoming, peaceful. Tyrael started to move towards it, but because of his injuries it hurt to just think. He had two large gashes in his torso, his arms were cold because of the loss of blood.
When he was close to the light, it dissapeared. Later he felt that something was pulling him, as if gravity was starting to take a hold on him...
3rd person POV, Canterlot gardens:
Celestia and Luna where on a walk under the younger sisters moon. "The night is beautiful tonight Lulu." The dark blue alicorn held an inamused face. "You know I hate that nickname." The walk was not very chatty, since there was nothing to talk about.
Their silence was interrupted when they heard a sound of a crash. "What was that?!" "I don't know... but nothing good I can tell." The royal sisters started flying, just to find out that there was smoke rising from the broken roof of the throne room.
Tyrael's POV:
I felt the pull become stronger, and I knew that I was going to hit something, HARD. I felt the pull get stronger. My body was starting to catch fire, which was not enough to harm me. Then I felt an impact on my back, which was strong. It felt like being tossed through a wall.
Then I felt another impact, it stopped me from falling, but it hurt very much. I tried to get up but my injuries were too severe. I tried to fly, but instead I floated. It was fine for me. "Creature! Show thouself to us!" This voice was female, I suspect that she's royal. Despite my injuries, I was able to move. When I got out of the smoke, I was met by something that i didn't expect. Two equines with a horn and wings.
Either I was having a very weird and real dream, or the damage made me hallucinate. "A-are you alright?" I saw that both of them were distressed, so I joked a little. "How would you feel if you would be tossed through a building with fatal wounds?" Then everything went dark...
3rd person POV:
Tyrael was about to fall "hood" first to the ground, but Celestia grabbed him just in time before he could do that. "We need to help it, it has fatal wounds AND it was just hurdled through a building." "But how do we help it? Our doctors have no experience on aiding creatures like this."
Then the being's wings started to wrap around the wounds, healing them in an explosive rate. The wounds were quickly gone in a blink of an eye. Tyrael started to shamble, as if he was waking up. The first thing that came out of his mouth was... "I almost forgot that I'm immortal..."
The princesses just stood there with open mouths, until Tyrael snapped his fingers, getting the princess' attention. Tyrael spoke first. "Perhaps introductions are in order: I am Tyrael, the archangel of justice. And who might you two be?"
Celestia went first. "I am princess Celestia, co-ruler of Equestria, and the goodess of the sun and day." Luna was next. "I am princess Luna, also a co-ruler of Equestria, and the goodess of the moon and the night." "Pleasure to make your aquaintance, Celestia and Luna."
Luna seemed troubled by something, and Tyrael noticed this.
Tyrael's POV:
I saw that the equine named Luna was troubled by something. "Something troubling you young one?" Luna woke up from her nightdream. "N-no, it's just that we've never seen anything like your kind. Also, young one?"
"I can sense your age, and i can tell that I'm fairly older than you. If you'd like me to be exact, I'm 10,000 years older than you." "T-that means you're 8000 years older than Celestia..." "By my sun..." By the way... they said that they were the goodesses of the sun and moon...
"What did you two mean that you were the goodesses of the sun and moon, what did you mean by that?" Celestia whispered to Luna, I couldn't make out anything from it. Luna looked at me and said. "Instead of explaining it, we could show you. Sister I think it's time to raise the sun." I looked at them both with confusion, 'raise the sun'?
