Fear Pitch Black: Melancholic

Emmeranne saw the first changeling that was completed in the laboratory.
“it's not complete yet Emmeranne,” Azriel said, with his eyes blind with pain all over his body. “The ritual to make it confirmed a species. A spell to turn it to life. The cost of the few ponies must be in the archives, and also must be royalty.”

Emmeranne walked out of the room. The night was at least nine o’clock. The moonshine was bright and beautiful. She then headed back to the bar. When she opened the door, the room changed. lots of dead ponies as it was like the dead bar. She then asks Bon Bon, “Hey, Bon Bon do you know if there is a book on creation?” she then orders another blood drink.

“Ah I do know something it’s called the secret library. In Canterlot there are two books it should have the sun and the moon. You must pull both books.”

“I must say, how did you get that information.” she then grabbed the cup with her left hoof and took a sip of the blood.

“I don’t know, however, she never told me her name. She was purple with a horn with wings. That's all I can say. She didn’t tell me her name. Which is odd because I think she was looking for you.”

She then raised her right eyebrow, “Really.” She spoke.

Bon Bon nodded her head yes, “Of course she was.” she said, as she then used her left hoof and wiped down the bar table with a rag.

Emmeranne takes another sip of the blood wine and finished it fast. She then stood up and walked out of the room. The door opened; dawn was coming as the sun started to rise. Emmeranne then got teleported back to her lair. She then poofs into the kitchen, walked downstairs, open her coffin, and laid there. She thought to herself about what she did in the future generation. She then turned on to her left side and started to sleep.

“Emmeranne.” As it whispered in her sleep. Then it repeats that same thing. “Emmeranne.” As it got a little bit louder.

Emmeranne was in a garden of green where the tree blossomed and scattered everywhere. She saw something in the distance but, it was very far away. Then the blossom turned to black the shadow creep beneath her shadow. She started to run toward the object in the distance. Once she got there her brother grave. It was old and dusty and few spider webs were on it. The stone was hard to read besides the name. She then used her left hoof and wiped out the dust. The name said Azriel.

Emmeranne was grabbed by an undead. Azriel then growled, “Why did you take my skin? Why did you bite my horn off? Do I deserve peace... dear sister?”

Emmeranne looked at him with those fierce eyes. Azriel took her underground to hell, “Is revenge all you care about?” then a swarm of hooves of the past devil ponies of Tartarus grabbed Emmeranne’s body very quickly and aggressively.

Emmeranne looked up and saw an image of Coral Grim. As she then trembles down to Tartarus. She had been falling down for nine hours.

Emmeranne suddenly opened her eyes in a dark place, the stench in the place she was in had so much of dead ponies. She then stood up slowly, shook her head, and rubbed her left hoof on her forehead. Her eyesight wasn't good and it blurred and fix seven times. She then used both of her hooves to rub her eyes.

“What the hell are you doing here young one.”

Emmeranne saw a dark laboratory of creation, “Where am I… I can’t move.”

“Well, the reason why you can’t because do you even have a body?” He spoke.

“What?” Then she started to feel pain. “AHHHHHHHH.” Then she started to cough up blood.

He then grabbed a knife with the left hoof, he then used it to cut her belly wide open. The body squirted blood in his face. “Hmm… interesting,” he said, looking down at his knife, and then he licked it.

The body heals up and then she pants heavily.

Emmeranne suddenly wakes up at a bar. She put her right hoof to her face.

“Well, you're drinking too much wine again Emmeranne,” said Bon Bon.

“Yea.” As she then opened her eyes. Emmeranne thinks in her mind, “Where are you... Azriel.” she said to her head.

Bon Bon then saw a new customer that walked in, “How can I help you?” she asked, as she looked at him.

“Emmeranne,” she shouted. Emmeranne turned her head to the left and looked at him.

“Hey.” As he walked slowly forward to Emmeranne.

Emmeranne saw her brother Azriel.

Azriel made the room pitch black and into Emmeranne mind.

“There is a catch I just know that your sister is somewhere in the next generation.”

“And where Azriel is that?”

They both looked at each other and smiled big.

Azriel turned the room back to normal as if it was left like it was before. The shadow of the Azriel smiled with big sharp teeth like Emmeranne had seen it before.

Emmeranne opened her eyes wide.

Princess Celestia then walked out of the room where Coral Grim was resting with Sugarberry. The night started to rise and the moon started to shine in the room. Coral Grim heard multiple footsteps in the hallways. She then hugged Sugarberry tightly. Sugarberry's face turned slightly red, the face was hot, and then Coral kissed Sugarberry.

In the generation of Pony Tales.

Emmeranne walked out of the bar and looked at the sky. Knowing one day she will find her sister for revenge. She then started to pick the time she regretted that day.

The piano was playing in the music room of the house. Azriel was playing a slight tone, “Yes sister?” he said playing the high notes of the piano.

“I’m excited to see what color the baby will be.” She said, jumping up and down with a big smile.

“I’m sure we will find out,” he said, playing the low notes of the piano. He then turned his head to the left and smiled. Then he turned his head to the right and focus playing.

Emmeranne put her left hoof over her mouth and giggled.

Emmeranne shook her head back to reality, “Azriel hurry up in there.” she said, looking down at the dirt.

Azriel came out with the new creation of a changeling.

The changeling hisses at both of them.