The Adventures of Darkhorseby Jade MerChaptersThe Pink BlurGuidance and Unicorns in Ponyville Author's Note: Hiatus and RemakePrologue: Darkhorse ArrivesThe Pink BlurDarkhorse stood there in the middle of Ponyville Town Square, surrounded by pictureesque buildings and pastel colored equines, not even horses really, more like ponies. These particular... ponies had seeming just noticed him standing there after his... outburst. Now, Darkhorse wasn't exactly the most... friendly looking stallion. What with his completely black body, mane, and tail, coupled with his ice blue eyes and spiky-looking mane and tail most ponies wouldn't think twice about running away screaming. Thank whatever gods there were that the ponies around him didn't start to panic. That would have been... well, it wouldn't have been good. Anyways, back to the staring ponies... Darkhorse stood there looking... well, looking a bit nervous. Despite his appearance and usual aloof not-care-what-you-think-or-who-you-are/kind-happy-or-easily-excited demeanor he still did not like being stared at by more than three ponies... or even any number of ponies. Especially not pro-longed staring... and especially by mares. Mares especially. The main reason he normally spent little to no time with other horses inother dimensions was because mares usually wouldn't leave him alone. Gods help him he was befriended by mares here... oh who was he kidding, he didn't see a single stallion standing around staring at him here. It was like one of those horrible dreams where your surrounded by mares staring, laughing, or whatever at you after you did something completely stupid. While Darkhorse was thinking about this, he wasn't paying much attention to his surroundings other than the staring mares. Due to this, he was not ready when a pink blur ran straight into him... and out the other side. "How the..." Darkhorse started then stopped himself. How did she get through him? He knew he didn't turn off his wierd-as-heck Void powers, so no-one, well nopony could touch him with without being pulled straight into the void-stuff that he was created out of. But that pink... thing had just passed right through him. It should have been sucked into his body and transported to the Void from which Darkhorse had just came. Darkhorse decided to dwell on this a little later. Before he did anything he made the conscious descision to make his body solid. As he did so his features became more defined. What was once just darkness turned into a tangible mane, tail, pelt, and hooves. This all happened faster than a normal being could see, but amazingly, the pink thing saw it! Obviously something was wrong with this plane of existance. The pink thing... the pink pony, actually, gasped long and loud. "Oh my gosh! What was that?! That was such an awesome trick! Can you do it again? Of course you can! So, anyways, what's your name!? I'm Pinkamena Diane Pie, but all my friends call me Pinkie Pie, and everypony is my friend!" The pink pony, this Pinkie Pie, babbled without pause for breath. As Pinkie Pie rambled on about parties and smiling and friends and whatnot, Darkhorse began getting a little annoyed. He waited. She didn't stop. He waited longer. She stilld didn't stop. He waited so long that even the staring ponies had gotten bored staring and went about their business. After all, who cares about a stallion who actually listens to the mare known as Pinkie Pie. "Alright! Hold on for a moment!" Darkhorse exclaimed, finally getting fed up. Pinkie immediatly stopped talked and took another deep squealing breath. "Thank you." Darkhorse began, "Let me answer your questions, okay? Okay. In order; That was nothing important, yes I can do it again, no I will not, my name is Darkhorse, and it's very... nice to meet you." Once he finished, Darkhorse waited for a moment. Then he waited another. And another. He looked at Pinkie inquisitively as if to say 'Well? Are you going to say something?'. "Can I speak now?" Pinkie dared to whisper. "Uh... Yeah." Darkhorse said, as if it were obvious. "Oh good! It's nice to meet you too Darkhorse. That's a funny name, isn't it?" Darkhorse raised an eye at that, but let the pink pony continue. "Anyways, since your new in town I bet you want to go look around! Since you obviously do, I'll let you get to it! Come by Sugarcube Corner later for your welcome to town PARTY!" And with that, Pinkie was off at a gallop to the shop that looked like a faux gingerbread house with a sign reading 'Sugarcube Corner'. "That was... enlightening, I guess." Darkhorse said to himself. Inside his head he was trying to figure out why he was here. After a few moments of standing in the middle of what was obviously the town square, Darkhorse decided to take that mare Pinkie Pie's advice and look around the town. "Where to start... where to st-" "Howdy!" A specifically countrypony voice exclaimed, interupting Darkhorse's sentence. "Oh gods." Darkhorse muttered. 'Somepony from the country. Great.' "You seem to be new here. My name is Applejack. Would you like a guide?" Guidance and Unicorns in Ponyville Guidance and Unicorns in Ponyville "Well?" Applejack asked. Darkhorse hadn't answered for some minutes, making Applejack feel a bit uncomfortable. "Oh. Yes. Sorry. If you're offering then... I guess I can't refuse..." Darkhorse stuttered. What is wrong with me?! He thought to himself while mentally berating himself. He was better than this. He chalked it up to being nervous around mares. Gods I have to get this figured out when I have time... "Well then, let's get started." Applejack said in her southern drawl and began to walk to the closest building. Not being one to get left behind, Darkhorse trotted after her and caught up. Once he was next to her she began to talk about the town, but not before asking his name. He responded with a simple "Darkhorse." and they continued on. She began by showing him the best places to get a bite of food or get a drink, telling him which item she thought was best. She didn't downplay the apple desserts. Darkhorse had figured out easily that she must have been an apple farmer and had supplied most of these shops with the apple needed to make their delicious, or so she made it sound, desserts. After their bout at the restaurants she continued to show him the marketplace, telling him which stands, stalls, and kiosks sold which good. Darkhorse thought it would be pretty easy to figure it out himself, but he didn't say anything apart from the regular "Okay." or "Alright.". He didn't want to seem like a donkey, if you know what that means. While they were walking through the busy-ish marketplace, a few ponies looked their way, thought about them, then moved on with their day. Apart from that, the two really didn't interact with anyone else. Before they left though, Applejack brought Darkhorse over to meet a friend of hers. Suffice to say it had gone well... well as it could have gone, that is. This stallion, thank the gods it wasn't another mare, was named Doctor Whooves, the resident Doctor for... well everything. He was also an antiques dealer. Wierd how some professions can go together like that. After introductions, Applejack had told the Doctor that Darkhorse was new in town, after which the Doctor told him he could feel free to come by his shop anytime and talk. He was also the town psychiatrist, and Darkhorse didn't know what the whole thing was about, so he decided just to thank the brown stallion and move on. After that, Applejack decided to just show him the rest of the town, rather than sort out any other business with acquaintances. Applejack then proceeded to show him some places he might be able to get a room... then she realized that he couldn't possibly have any bits at all. Then, after that initial tour of the town, she got into specifics. Their first real stop was the library. "And this here is th' library. It's also home ta one of mah friends, Twilight Sparkle. She's th' librarian. D'ya want ta meet her?" She asked Darkhorse. Darkhorse didn't respond for a moment because he was busy thinking about how annoying her accent was becoming. He snapped out of it rather quickly, though, and began to answer. "Well I do-". He never was able to finish. The door swung open and slammed against the side of the tree. The tree that Darkhorse had just noticed that the library was made out of. Leave it to chance guides to not mention big details. She, being a mare, most likely thought he would have noticed himself. Quite obviously Darkhorse wasn't only nervous around mares, but also overly annoyed with some of them. Anyways, from the open door, a mare stepped out yelling something back into the library. From inside there could be heard a few crashes and bangs. After the initial yells the mare turned around and was face to face with Darkhorse. From Darkhorse's up-close-face-view he couldn't tell what the rest of her looked like, but the mare was obviously purple with a little... purple... appendage on top of her forehead like a h-- oh. She was a Uni... Unik... Unicorn! That was it. She was a unicorn. A purple unicorn. He though he saw a few of those in the initial staring fiasco of his arrival. In his original physical dimension there really weren't many of those... if any. Anyways, the mare was a purple unicorn, with purple eyes, and a purple-ish blue-ish mane with a pink stripe going through it almost exactly in the middle. The purple unicorn mare looked into Darkhorse's icy blue eyes for a moment before backing up quickly, apologizing as she went. "Sorry! Sorry!" She exclaimed as she moved away from him. "Really, it's hardly a problem. You just weren't expecting visitors." Darkhorse said. Wait... what am I doing? he thought. He must have subconsciously decided to take a nicer route with this introduction. "Oh well... I'm still very sorry. I was just going out to get something. If you need anything, you can talk to my assistant... he's, uh, inside... assisting stuff. I... I have to go." The unicorn stammered out and began to trot away. "Wait! Wait. I didn't catch your name!" Darkhorse yelled, catching her attention. "Oh, sorry again. My name is Twilight Sparkle." "I'm Darkhorse. Nice to meet you." this response made Twilight's eyes widen a fraction of an inch before turning around and leaving quite quickly. And with that, the unicorn was gone. "That was... interestin'." Applejack muttered. "Anyways, want to go in an' take a look see?" "Why not. It's not like it could get any worse." Darkhorse said and they entered in together, not knowing what was about to happen. Author's Note: Hiatus and RemakeHello, Fans and Followers! It is I, the ever elusive author! I come here today to give some news, of course. This story, The Adventures of Darkhorse is on Hiatus, which most of you know by now. However, as you may not know, this hiatus is indefinite for the time. But do not despair! It will be back. But... it'll be different. Looking at it now, not only do I not remember what I was doing with it, but it isn't how I wanted it in the first place. I completely messed up on writing this story. The plot of the story is not the plot in the summary. In other words; This story is going to be remade. I don't know when, I'm not sure how, but it will be remade. However, you can expect a new story in just a little while. But this story, until further notice... is "cancelled". The new, and correct, version will be coming out sometime in the next year, I hope. If not by then, then maybe never. Thank you for enjoying my story, and for reading this. And remember... READ MY OTHER STUFF. That is all. -Tech Prologue: Darkhorse ArrivesDarkhorse galloped at an exemplary speed, almost a blur... a dark blur in the midst of darkness. As he ran through the darkness, the whole of the Void stretched out before his eyes. He had lost track of time, because, of course, the Void is devoid of all time. Time just did not exist there. He had been running for hours, maybe days, months, or years in the physical plane. Where he was going, not even he knew. The only thing he did know was that he had to keep going. The Void was his home, the place where he really *existed, but even **he did not know how to navigate it correctly.* The gates to the different dimensions of the physical plane were few and far between, and even if they were found, they were almost impossible to pass through without some knowledge of the arcane arts... which Darkhorse had. Even then it was dangerous. Magic attracted many unwanted visitors in the Void. Not that many other life-forms existed there. But what forms did exist there were usually dangerous, Darkhorse could attest to that. He was one of them. In many of the Physical Demensions he was known as "The Master of the Void". As if. He had as hard as a time finding his way through the place, much less finding a way to *manipulate** it. Just because he was made of the same matter the Void was didn't mean he knew it any better than others.* Speaking of the Physical Demensions, Darkhorse began to feel a tugging at his very... soul. The same tug he felt *every time** some idiot tried to summon him to one of the physical planes. Why couldn't those pesky physical beings leave him alone?* The tug began to pull harder and harder and before long, Darkhorse gave up trying to resist and let himself be pulled into the physical plane. One moment he was galloping through the Void and the next he dissapeared there... ...And appeared in the middle of a dirt courtyard surrounded by pictureesque buildings of vibrant colors... and he was surrounded by the very thing his appearance was based off of... equines. But not regular run-of-the-mill equines. Pastel-colored Equines! Darkhorse stood there for a moment, looking around. And then out of nowhere he shouted out one halting phrase. "Oh. For. The. Love. Of. DARKNESS!"
The Pink BlurDarkhorse stood there in the middle of Ponyville Town Square, surrounded by pictureesque buildings and pastel colored equines, not even horses really, more like ponies. These particular... ponies had seeming just noticed him standing there after his... outburst. Now, Darkhorse wasn't exactly the most... friendly looking stallion. What with his completely black body, mane, and tail, coupled with his ice blue eyes and spiky-looking mane and tail most ponies wouldn't think twice about running away screaming. Thank whatever gods there were that the ponies around him didn't start to panic. That would have been... well, it wouldn't have been good. Anyways, back to the staring ponies... Darkhorse stood there looking... well, looking a bit nervous. Despite his appearance and usual aloof not-care-what-you-think-or-who-you-are/kind-happy-or-easily-excited demeanor he still did not like being stared at by more than three ponies... or even any number of ponies. Especially not pro-longed staring... and especially by mares. Mares especially. The main reason he normally spent little to no time with other horses inother dimensions was because mares usually wouldn't leave him alone. Gods help him he was befriended by mares here... oh who was he kidding, he didn't see a single stallion standing around staring at him here. It was like one of those horrible dreams where your surrounded by mares staring, laughing, or whatever at you after you did something completely stupid. While Darkhorse was thinking about this, he wasn't paying much attention to his surroundings other than the staring mares. Due to this, he was not ready when a pink blur ran straight into him... and out the other side. "How the..." Darkhorse started then stopped himself. How did she get through him? He knew he didn't turn off his wierd-as-heck Void powers, so no-one, well nopony could touch him with without being pulled straight into the void-stuff that he was created out of. But that pink... thing had just passed right through him. It should have been sucked into his body and transported to the Void from which Darkhorse had just came. Darkhorse decided to dwell on this a little later. Before he did anything he made the conscious descision to make his body solid. As he did so his features became more defined. What was once just darkness turned into a tangible mane, tail, pelt, and hooves. This all happened faster than a normal being could see, but amazingly, the pink thing saw it! Obviously something was wrong with this plane of existance. The pink thing... the pink pony, actually, gasped long and loud. "Oh my gosh! What was that?! That was such an awesome trick! Can you do it again? Of course you can! So, anyways, what's your name!? I'm Pinkamena Diane Pie, but all my friends call me Pinkie Pie, and everypony is my friend!" The pink pony, this Pinkie Pie, babbled without pause for breath. As Pinkie Pie rambled on about parties and smiling and friends and whatnot, Darkhorse began getting a little annoyed. He waited. She didn't stop. He waited longer. She stilld didn't stop. He waited so long that even the staring ponies had gotten bored staring and went about their business. After all, who cares about a stallion who actually listens to the mare known as Pinkie Pie. "Alright! Hold on for a moment!" Darkhorse exclaimed, finally getting fed up. Pinkie immediatly stopped talked and took another deep squealing breath. "Thank you." Darkhorse began, "Let me answer your questions, okay? Okay. In order; That was nothing important, yes I can do it again, no I will not, my name is Darkhorse, and it's very... nice to meet you." Once he finished, Darkhorse waited for a moment. Then he waited another. And another. He looked at Pinkie inquisitively as if to say 'Well? Are you going to say something?'. "Can I speak now?" Pinkie dared to whisper. "Uh... Yeah." Darkhorse said, as if it were obvious. "Oh good! It's nice to meet you too Darkhorse. That's a funny name, isn't it?" Darkhorse raised an eye at that, but let the pink pony continue. "Anyways, since your new in town I bet you want to go look around! Since you obviously do, I'll let you get to it! Come by Sugarcube Corner later for your welcome to town PARTY!" And with that, Pinkie was off at a gallop to the shop that looked like a faux gingerbread house with a sign reading 'Sugarcube Corner'. "That was... enlightening, I guess." Darkhorse said to himself. Inside his head he was trying to figure out why he was here. After a few moments of standing in the middle of what was obviously the town square, Darkhorse decided to take that mare Pinkie Pie's advice and look around the town. "Where to start... where to st-" "Howdy!" A specifically countrypony voice exclaimed, interupting Darkhorse's sentence. "Oh gods." Darkhorse muttered. 'Somepony from the country. Great.' "You seem to be new here. My name is Applejack. Would you like a guide?"
Guidance and Unicorns in Ponyville Guidance and Unicorns in Ponyville "Well?" Applejack asked. Darkhorse hadn't answered for some minutes, making Applejack feel a bit uncomfortable. "Oh. Yes. Sorry. If you're offering then... I guess I can't refuse..." Darkhorse stuttered. What is wrong with me?! He thought to himself while mentally berating himself. He was better than this. He chalked it up to being nervous around mares. Gods I have to get this figured out when I have time... "Well then, let's get started." Applejack said in her southern drawl and began to walk to the closest building. Not being one to get left behind, Darkhorse trotted after her and caught up. Once he was next to her she began to talk about the town, but not before asking his name. He responded with a simple "Darkhorse." and they continued on. She began by showing him the best places to get a bite of food or get a drink, telling him which item she thought was best. She didn't downplay the apple desserts. Darkhorse had figured out easily that she must have been an apple farmer and had supplied most of these shops with the apple needed to make their delicious, or so she made it sound, desserts. After their bout at the restaurants she continued to show him the marketplace, telling him which stands, stalls, and kiosks sold which good. Darkhorse thought it would be pretty easy to figure it out himself, but he didn't say anything apart from the regular "Okay." or "Alright.". He didn't want to seem like a donkey, if you know what that means. While they were walking through the busy-ish marketplace, a few ponies looked their way, thought about them, then moved on with their day. Apart from that, the two really didn't interact with anyone else. Before they left though, Applejack brought Darkhorse over to meet a friend of hers. Suffice to say it had gone well... well as it could have gone, that is. This stallion, thank the gods it wasn't another mare, was named Doctor Whooves, the resident Doctor for... well everything. He was also an antiques dealer. Wierd how some professions can go together like that. After introductions, Applejack had told the Doctor that Darkhorse was new in town, after which the Doctor told him he could feel free to come by his shop anytime and talk. He was also the town psychiatrist, and Darkhorse didn't know what the whole thing was about, so he decided just to thank the brown stallion and move on. After that, Applejack decided to just show him the rest of the town, rather than sort out any other business with acquaintances. Applejack then proceeded to show him some places he might be able to get a room... then she realized that he couldn't possibly have any bits at all. Then, after that initial tour of the town, she got into specifics. Their first real stop was the library. "And this here is th' library. It's also home ta one of mah friends, Twilight Sparkle. She's th' librarian. D'ya want ta meet her?" She asked Darkhorse. Darkhorse didn't respond for a moment because he was busy thinking about how annoying her accent was becoming. He snapped out of it rather quickly, though, and began to answer. "Well I do-". He never was able to finish. The door swung open and slammed against the side of the tree. The tree that Darkhorse had just noticed that the library was made out of. Leave it to chance guides to not mention big details. She, being a mare, most likely thought he would have noticed himself. Quite obviously Darkhorse wasn't only nervous around mares, but also overly annoyed with some of them. Anyways, from the open door, a mare stepped out yelling something back into the library. From inside there could be heard a few crashes and bangs. After the initial yells the mare turned around and was face to face with Darkhorse. From Darkhorse's up-close-face-view he couldn't tell what the rest of her looked like, but the mare was obviously purple with a little... purple... appendage on top of her forehead like a h-- oh. She was a Uni... Unik... Unicorn! That was it. She was a unicorn. A purple unicorn. He though he saw a few of those in the initial staring fiasco of his arrival. In his original physical dimension there really weren't many of those... if any. Anyways, the mare was a purple unicorn, with purple eyes, and a purple-ish blue-ish mane with a pink stripe going through it almost exactly in the middle. The purple unicorn mare looked into Darkhorse's icy blue eyes for a moment before backing up quickly, apologizing as she went. "Sorry! Sorry!" She exclaimed as she moved away from him. "Really, it's hardly a problem. You just weren't expecting visitors." Darkhorse said. Wait... what am I doing? he thought. He must have subconsciously decided to take a nicer route with this introduction. "Oh well... I'm still very sorry. I was just going out to get something. If you need anything, you can talk to my assistant... he's, uh, inside... assisting stuff. I... I have to go." The unicorn stammered out and began to trot away. "Wait! Wait. I didn't catch your name!" Darkhorse yelled, catching her attention. "Oh, sorry again. My name is Twilight Sparkle." "I'm Darkhorse. Nice to meet you." this response made Twilight's eyes widen a fraction of an inch before turning around and leaving quite quickly. And with that, the unicorn was gone. "That was... interestin'." Applejack muttered. "Anyways, want to go in an' take a look see?" "Why not. It's not like it could get any worse." Darkhorse said and they entered in together, not knowing what was about to happen.
Author's Note: Hiatus and RemakeHello, Fans and Followers! It is I, the ever elusive author! I come here today to give some news, of course. This story, The Adventures of Darkhorse is on Hiatus, which most of you know by now. However, as you may not know, this hiatus is indefinite for the time. But do not despair! It will be back. But... it'll be different. Looking at it now, not only do I not remember what I was doing with it, but it isn't how I wanted it in the first place. I completely messed up on writing this story. The plot of the story is not the plot in the summary. In other words; This story is going to be remade. I don't know when, I'm not sure how, but it will be remade. However, you can expect a new story in just a little while. But this story, until further notice... is "cancelled". The new, and correct, version will be coming out sometime in the next year, I hope. If not by then, then maybe never. Thank you for enjoying my story, and for reading this. And remember... READ MY OTHER STUFF. That is all. -Tech
Prologue: Darkhorse ArrivesDarkhorse galloped at an exemplary speed, almost a blur... a dark blur in the midst of darkness. As he ran through the darkness, the whole of the Void stretched out before his eyes. He had lost track of time, because, of course, the Void is devoid of all time. Time just did not exist there. He had been running for hours, maybe days, months, or years in the physical plane. Where he was going, not even he knew. The only thing he did know was that he had to keep going. The Void was his home, the place where he really *existed, but even **he did not know how to navigate it correctly.* The gates to the different dimensions of the physical plane were few and far between, and even if they were found, they were almost impossible to pass through without some knowledge of the arcane arts... which Darkhorse had. Even then it was dangerous. Magic attracted many unwanted visitors in the Void. Not that many other life-forms existed there. But what forms did exist there were usually dangerous, Darkhorse could attest to that. He was one of them. In many of the Physical Demensions he was known as "The Master of the Void". As if. He had as hard as a time finding his way through the place, much less finding a way to *manipulate** it. Just because he was made of the same matter the Void was didn't mean he knew it any better than others.* Speaking of the Physical Demensions, Darkhorse began to feel a tugging at his very... soul. The same tug he felt *every time** some idiot tried to summon him to one of the physical planes. Why couldn't those pesky physical beings leave him alone?* The tug began to pull harder and harder and before long, Darkhorse gave up trying to resist and let himself be pulled into the physical plane. One moment he was galloping through the Void and the next he dissapeared there... ...And appeared in the middle of a dirt courtyard surrounded by pictureesque buildings of vibrant colors... and he was surrounded by the very thing his appearance was based off of... equines. But not regular run-of-the-mill equines. Pastel-colored Equines! Darkhorse stood there for a moment, looking around. And then out of nowhere he shouted out one halting phrase. "Oh. For. The. Love. Of. DARKNESS!"
