War For The Deep: Despot

Thu-Thump. Thu-Thump. Thu-Thump. Constant and strong, her heartbeat, it was all she could hear, flashes of light and spikes of pain came with the beat but they were soon dulled to the point of being forgotten, all she knew was her heart.

Thu-Thump. Thu-Thump. Thu-Thu-. Something was watching her, distracted from her heart she tried to look around herself, finding little but flashes of purple light and darkness, it was the darkness that was watching her.

Thu-Thump. Purple, that was her, she had her heart and her purple. Purple was her Magic... The darkness was still watching, not that she minded that much, it's not like the darkness was doing anything bad, she just wished it would introduce itself.

Thu-Thump. Thu-Thump. Thu-Thump. Purple was her Magic and the Heart was her... Something important, she liked it even if she did not know what it was, not that she knew much if she was being honest with herself, not that she knew herself if she was honest at all.

Thu-Thump. Her Purple, Thu-Thump. Her Heart, Thu-Thump. Herself, Thu-Thump. That Darkness over there. Does the Darkness know what she is?

'Despot, Lord, Keeper.

Thu-Thump. She did not know exactly what that meant, it was not a single thing, more things that could describe her, the definitions of the words came easy but the meaning eluded her. But it was nice of the Darkness to give her an answer.

Thu-Thump. She sent some of her Purple to the Darkness mostly because she did not know if she was able to do anything other then think and Purple, the Darkness seemed to absorb her Purple but she could feel the Purple returning to her faster then the Darkness could take it, knowing her Purple would not run out was comforting.

'You are Twilight, Despot of Tartarus.'

Thu-Thump. A name, title and location, Tartarus was the world under... something else, a place where bad things where, she was the Ruler of Tartarus? Looking around Twilight did not see anything to rule over.

'Blind, I can help you see.'

Thu-Thump. Twilight would like to see things, that was an important sense, touch too was important, and smell but she was not sure how important that was compared to Sight, it might be a bit less important when you wanted to know where one was.

'Occulandius Evoros.'

Thu-Thump. It was an offering, something given to her that she could use, it was more then some words or the meaning, it was knowledge given form, a Spell, it just needed some Purple.

'Occulandius Evoros.'

Twilight could see. Dark and damp she was in some kind of dirty cave lit by dim purple light. Sudden excitement filled her, she began to look around the cave, right before her was some kind of brown bag on the ground its contents spilled out. A book, some rotten bread a glowing white stone. Looking closer she could see it was bone rather then stone, the grooves that ran around it in a spiral where glowing purple. No, wait, glowing Purple, her Magic.

Looking beyond the contents of the long discarded bag and into the cramped cave she could see dozens of minerals she could identify filled the walls, a lovely seam of gold ran from the ground into the solid rock overlooking the cavern, small blind fish swam in a thin placid stream that ran through the ground almost transparent, small cracks and gaps in the titanic rock where too dark to see into without the light from the bone but promised more interesting things to see.

Inspecting one such crevice that was still within the range of her meagre light she found a skeleton wrapped in tattered red rags. A single bony hoof reaching out for the dropped brown bag in desperation. Unicorn, a squat bony spire sticking out from its yellowed skull, much shorter than her own horn.

Horn, looking back at the bag she looked upon the glowing purple bone once more, it was her horn, she was a Unicorn. No, not now and not before, she was something else with a horn but Unicorn was less than what she was. She pondered for some time until the glow began to fade from her horn.

Thu-Thump. Suddenly darkness overtook her once more, she had returned to the place with only her Heart, her Purple and the Darkness, there was almost no Purple around her, but before she could panic it began to come back.

'Weak, you were once stronger.'

Thu-Thump. Honesty, the Truth of the statement struck her, she was once much stronger then she was now, she was also very sure she was once more then a small hoofull of glowing bone. She had to be if she was Despot of Tartarus.

'I can teach you how to be strong once again Despot.'

'I would like that.'

'In nomine asthma mortuus viscerum luce'

Thu-Thump. Another spell, this one was tricky and took some time before enough Purple had returned and she could use it. The spell was beyond the last one she learned, something greater, still if she was a Despot she was more than capable of any magic.

'In nomine asthma mortuus viscerum luce'

'AGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!'

Agony, unceasing pain and torment inflicted upon her the moment the spell was cast. Her pain was unceasing and without reason. Twilight could do nothing but scream into the Darkness, the passive, cruel unkind Darkness.

It almost seemed to grin at what little Twilight was wrathed about in agony.

'Let us begin Despt.'