Twinkle on the Moon

Chapter One

Night Glider was back home.

The small apartemnt had thousands of photos on the wall. Night Glider liked photography,even when she was in the isolated town. Her favorite photograph was of a pony,that had long star like hair. She was a model,or so she thought,because why would she have stars in her hair. But that very pony had offered her ice cream at a young age,but then when Night Glider tried to get it,she was dragged away.

That's all she remembered.

Night Glider was too tired to make some burrito on the microwave,she just flopped in her bed at the back of the room.

One the lights were out she rested her head on the pillow. She closed her eyes and began to breather heavily and enjoy the silence. The only noises at night were the night birds singing and the occasional sound of trots outside. It was quite a pleasant settlement.

Then a new noise joined the group. One far different from the others,it was the sound of someone whispering:Skylar! Skylar! Come home!

It repeated itself over and over. Eventually it felt like someone was looming over Skylar and whispering it in her ear. Then,Night Glider felt something,a hood stroked her hair!

Night Glider turned around expecting one of her friends trying to prank her,but was dissapointed to witness no one standing beside her bed.

She could've sworn someone was touching her. And talking about someone named Skylar who must've been missing.

She tried to go to sleep but all the birds lost there song and all the star cross lovers seemed to lose there trotting noises. The night was dead silent and quiet.

The only sound now was,"Skylar! Skylar! That is your name."

Night Glider was now sitting upright in her bed,looking around the room to see who was saying it.

"I'm not Skylar!"Night Glider protested.

"But you are,Night Glider."The voice responded creepily.

Night Glider tried to gasp for air and stop panting in fear.

"Leave!"Night Glider commanded.

"I shall not leave my child again."The voice snickered.

"Show yourself."Night Glider called.

"You've seen me."That was the last she heard of the voice for that night.

Night Glider decided to sleep at her friend,Sugar Belle's,apartment for the night. Sugar Belle warmly excepted her in and asked about the voice. Unlike most ponies,Sugar Belle loved stories. The more fascinating,the more real it was. Sugar Belle dreamed of being an author by combining all the stories she heard. But she didn't believe in her own story. But she should.

"Thanks."Night Glider said as she hugged her friend

"No problem."Sugar Belle said as she got into her own bed.

Night Glider curled up on the floor on top of a pillow with a thick blanket. It wasn't glamorous but it was better than the creepy voice following her around and whispering gibberish in her ear.

Night Glider could now sleep,but without the comfort of her bedroom sounds. Instead Sugar Belle played her radio. It was hard to hear from where Night Glider was,but she didn't care one bit.

Night Glider looked at the ceiling,on it she thought she saw the lady with stars in her mane. She was rocking a child. The child was navy blue with a white mane. It kind of looked like Night Glider. The woman was now breast feeding it and the foal was suckling.

They dissapeared but this time they reappeared. They came back older. The foal could now walk and the mother was giving her some ice cream. The child gleefully accepted it but then was dragged away by none other than,Stralight Glimmer.

The woman cried and cried and tried to get it back. But Starlight teleported away.

Night glider got a good look at the mare before she could pace herself back to sleep. Her eyes were the same cat like moons that Night Glider had once possessed.

The same all blue ones with the purple tints on the oustide. The sa,e ones that looked into your soul and pierced your heart.

Night Glider knestled her head in the pillow and curled up in an even tighter ball. Warmth surrounded her as she tried to drift off to sleep. But she could faintly hear someone calling Skylar! Skylar! Come home!

The voice wasn't as up and close as it used to be,it sounded like a voice several miles away trying to reach her. But it wouldn't because Night Glider put the noise aside as her imagination. She pretended that the creepy voice calling for its "oh so loved Skylar" wasn't there and it was simply a gentle breezes wind.

Night Glider covered her ears and prayed that the sound ringing would dissapear.

Eventually it did and the sound of Sugar Belle murmuring in her sleep was the only noise heard in the night. At least one thing normal on the daily agenda was happening.

Secretly beneath the mind of Night Glider was a villain plotting. Well two. They both planned to regain a lost creature of their kind:Umbreons.

The most famous Umbreon was King Sombra. They were basically shadow or night spirits. Th night spirits possessed the bodies of others but could live without them. The only problem was that the body they possessed had to become there desire. That made it very hard to carry out mischievous plans. They were good at tempting and tricks though.

Much like Night Glider herself.

Night Glider too possessed the traits of mischief,her being the first to wonder outside the isolate old home,she also was quite fond of the night,for in her times of living in an awful town she enjoyed night flying in the town.

But she had only heard of Night Spirits in old mare's tales and she never cared for the spirits much.