Chapter 0

Once upon a time, in the magical land of Equestria, Before the ruling of Princess Celestia, and King Pariah...
Was a great war.

The tribe of the spirits and the ponies fought many years for territory of the Ponyverse. The verse had been ripped open in the land of ponies, which handed them great power.

The spirits were not pleased with this, as they tried to take back what they believed was theirs. After many deaths and hardships, the war ended, with the ponies victorious, and the Polyverse barrier was hidden from the spirits.

Celestia rose to throne, who had little pity on the spirits, that begged of her mercy. She sent them off into the closed-world, and locked them away into their own infinite universe.

Forever.

Pariah was displeased, and with great anger, threatened to kill not only the ponies, and Celestia herself, but his kind as well.

It was said that the dead spirits of his people were fused into Darkness, who was also unhappy about his kind suffering in the green abyss, known as the Ghost Zone. He returned to Equestria to wipe out the pony race, but was once again, defeated by Celestia.

Before he was banished, he promised vengeance, and for centuries, he was never heard of again. Although the pony tribe, now named Equestria, Feared of his return, prophecy was told of the two saviors, one of the ghost kind, and one of ponykind.
This brought somewhat, hope, to both sides.

Hundreds of years passed, and Twilight Sparkle was crowned princess, and later given land to rule. Ponyville. Magic built up over time, and Darkness sent Shadow to warn the ponies of his return. But Shadow never returned. Darkness, assuming his brother's death, burst through the closedworld in pure anger and sorrow. And the closedworld and open world had combined. Creatures locked away were freed, and returned to Equestria to get long wanted revenge.

The world was soon in chaos, and suffered it's fallout, as their world quickly fell apart. War, murder, injuries, sadness... times became unbearably tough. Yet Celestia stayed faithful to her people, and while fending off danger, Darkness searched for the source of power, to end it all immediately.

His revenge.

After months, while Equestria had fallen, otherworldly creatures roamed freely, wreaking havoc, Darkness struck. The Canterlot castle was flooded in shadows, as guards fled in fear. Soon to be princess Flurry Heart was killed. And Darkness was pleased with half of his work done.

Celestia, Luna, Cadance, and many of the highest royal guards were thrown deep into the close world, as Darkness sealed the opening with his own power. But he soon learned that the second youngest princess was untouchable, surrounded by an unknown force, and it sent a shivver up his spine.

He also learned this force weakened as time continued on.

Darkness returned home, to the Ghost Zone, where he found the 'Savior'. He'd witnessed the Savior take down Pariah, and he came to the realisation that the he was not the Savior of the Ghosts, but of the humans. Infuriated and yet confused and distraught, Darkness gathered magic and ghost zone substances, which he'd created one powerful creation. And he began his second take on revenge.

It was hurled into the pony world, from the black abyss, as he waited for his plan to take off. But he was awestruck when the Savior killed it..
He killed his creation.
He Killed his creation!

Things only seemed to get better in the Saviors world, but Darkness still seeked revenge. He wanted to kill what was special to this 'Savior' in return for killing his. And this little nuisance, that resembled himself, Darkness laughed at this. He laughed with utter joy.

He murdered her.

And Darkness was quite pleased, when Savior ran off, shutting the world out, while he took a plunge head-first into failure in protecting the ones he loved..

But he feared Savior, in all his power. And the untouchable Princess. Darkness fled far off, waiting to gather more energy, but he knew that now, his job was done.

But that was the story they all were told. And he knew it was quite sugarcoated, quite... a stupid, little lie.... was that what really happened?

CHAPTER 0:

Dark, frazzled locks smudged against the rusted walls. Pale blue eyes, glazed, lazily and somewhat lifelessly, danced left and right. Hands throbbed in pain, sticky bandages damp. Breathing raspy and shallow. A burning spark lit up as he regained consciousness. Though it was there all along, he still felt… dead inside. He didn't need help. He was not weak, and refused to believe so. A breath was taken in, but she shook her head.

"No, shush."

And hesitantly, he did so.

Time spun in fast but slow rounds over and over, it seemed. And then it stopped.
She sighed, "There, all better now." It sounded like a tease. His eyes flashed a deathly bright green.

"Stop… helping me…" She stifled a laugh. "I'm not a kid…." The alicorn's ears perked up, amused. "What?" She laughed quietly.
"Must I remind you if your age? Again?" Silence instantly followed, as the equine rose onto her hooves. A side glance at the window. Rain sprinkled down the window, the moon full and bright. The alicorn shut her eyes, as if to shut out unwanted thoughts that formed in her head.

"You… should get some rest. Its the High Moon, and…" she returned her glance to the halfa. "I'm not taking no for an answer."
Her glare seemed strong enough to melt a hole through a metal wall, for sure. He rolled his eyes, and sank back against the window.
"Daniel! Get in the bed!" Slightly startled by her outburst, he swiftly held up his bandaged hands in surrender.

"Okay, okay! Geez!"

The alicorn's eyes widened. She raised a hoof to point confusedly. "Wait-- d-don't those hurt?" Her eyes followed a drip of green that started a puddle on the floor.
"No, I just…. Heal fast--" She threw her arms up in hysterics.
"You're BLEEDING!" He groaned in annoyance. "Yeah…" He monotoned, as the alicorn dug under the bed. "I think I noticed that."

She fetched another roll of bandages, and a few other things the halfa forgot he'd stashed under the bed. A Thermos, old comic books, even her own spell books, Glue…. She poked her head out from under the bed and groaned. "Tape!" He stared back in confusion. "There's everything down here, except for tape!"

"I don't think you need to-" as her dangerous, violet eyes stared back, he instantly shut himself up. It was almost 3AM, and all he wanted was to be sound asleep. Because if trouble literally ran their way, then sleep would be completely out of the picture. All he could do was silently hope that-

"There. All done! Now…. We can-" A wisp of light, blue mist escaped his mouth. She looked about ready to snap. But instead, hoof met face.
"What is it this time…" It sounded more of a statement, as the very ground shook. The pair glanced out the window, which would have been, for anyone else, an instant regret. The halfa, eyes unmoving, gripped the window sill.

"Well….?"

The Alicorn shook herself out of suprise. "An Armourous. Average of 30 feet in hight, Carnivore…." The creature outside roared, louder than thunder. "Possibly hostile…." She tapped her chin, as a tree was violently torn out from the sidewalk. He gasped.
"Anything that could be somewhat helpful?!"

The Alicorn gritted her teeth, then, as if a lightbulb flickered to life, she looked towards the window, the Armourous having trapped a runaway werewolf with a single claw. The canine howled in pain as the sharp edge pierced his chest. In a flash of blue light, it was replaced with a humanoid form, and scrambled off.

The monster snarled, it's muzzle sniffing the ground like a cat playing with a puny mouse. "Weakness, direct core contact, methylamphetamine substances…." Danny turned in confusion. "What?" She raised an eyebrow. "Ice."

His face brightened, just slightly. "Look," his voice was hushed, the Alicorn unsure of why. "…the sooner we get this taken care of, the sooner we can get to sleep. That sound fair enough?" A rare, tired flash of a smile appeared on his face. Surprisingly, for once, the Alicorn- Twilight Sparkle, had agreed.

She held out her hoof, and to him, and to anyone, it felt like a start of trust. Then he took it. After one wary glance back at the room, Danny Fenton phased the pair out. It was a start.

And somehow, he feared this.

Author's Note

Ayo, my butter nuts!
Having to redo this story for over a year now, I've decided to put up the fanfiction before the comic is, on DeviantArt.

Remember, later themes include angst, death, gore, and lots of edgyness