Prince Dark

It was a dark night in Ponyville, like almost every other night that we ever had. It was spring so it was fairly warm, and my room window was open to let in the small amount of breeze that was blowing into my room. The night sky was lit with stars and bugs, and I could see the full moon from my bed.

I couldn't sleep, I rarely ever did. Insomnia was always quite difficult to deal with, especially when my mind was overrun with darkness. When I slept on that I always saw a shadow, a mare on the moon. I knew who it was, but I didn't want her pity. Besides, she never did anything, and I couldn't help but feel that it was someone or something else.

Hopping off my well-made bed I walked over to my desk and pulled out my sketchbook. Flipping it open I scanned the dresses and suits that I had made -quickly sketching a few updates to a few of them- before landing on a blank page. Gently biting my lip, I started my sketch. It was a fairly simple design, my thoughts on how to improve the quality of the guard's armour. Not that it really mattered, I wouldn't be able to do anything with it. I delt with fabric and not with metal, even when I was rarely ever allowed to use any of my family's materials. I wasn't 'good enough' for them, I probably never would be.

Letting out a soft sigh I walked over to my window. From my room, I had a somewhat clear view of the library, which was one of my favourite places to visit during the day, and it was somewhere I could work in peice. It was nice and had some design books that I quite enjoyed. It was a very safe place for me. It was gone now, replaced with the crystal palace of Twilight Sparkle, Princess of friendship.

It wasn't the same, but sometimes she alowed people to visit and to read her personal collection. It was a break from the normal, and it sort of saved me. My home life was nothing to enjoy, and in fact, was normally quite horrible. Mom was rarely ever home, and when she was me and my siblings were never her priority. Dad was less than kind and was rather harsh. He favoured my siblings -Ruby with her jewelry, Track with his racing and medals- but I was lesser. I wasn't Rarity, and I couldn't do what was expected of me right off the bat. I wasn't a master of fashion, and I wasn't great with materials. Sometimes I wondered if there was more to my talent than just what was obvious.

With my enjoyment of design, I understood why some would think that I was meant to be like Rarity, but in my heart, I knew it wasn't right. I didn't make the cloaths, and as I got older I started to care less about that part. I just never truly knew what I was meant to do, and that was hard to figure out when my entire family was already certain of what I was meant to do.

And yet the Princess does nothing about the torment, I thought, chest tightening ever so slightly. My chest was warm and somewhat tight. Letting out a small snarl, I glared towards the large building. She probably doesn't even notice anything that's right under her nose.

I shuddered, a small chill running down my spine at the thought. Twilight was a kind pony, she cared about a lot of people. I never told anypony about the abuse or the high standads, why would they even suspect that he wasn't exactly the nicest or beings. However, on the other hoof, he was never exactly subtle about it. He was openly cold and cruel towards me, and my siblings are often not much better.

Not to mention the special adventures, I could feel my horn light up, could feel the magic pulsing in my blood. It felt different like I wasn't really the one casting the spell. As the beam of teal left my horn, I let out a small chuckle as large vines started growing up the side of the castle.

It felt good, watching the small number of vines crawling up the side of the building. It was strangely satisfying watching the vines grow and even block the door. She very easily could have noticed that something was wrong, and pulling the vines felt worth it.

Perhaps there is a way for me to become even stronger, to get the revenge I so deserve. Not only of the false idol of Friendship but on my father as well. I smirked, walking over to my bed. Perhaps a visit to Twilight to ask about magic enhancement in the morning is needed.

Collapsing into my bed I let out a small chuckle, smile spreading across my cheeks. My father was going to pay for everything he did to me, everything that he made me into.

As my eyes opened I was shocked to find myself staring up at a very full moon through the thick of a forest. The mare on the moon was glowing a brilliant green. It was beautiful, captivating my attention. There was something about it that I didn't understand, but at the same time, I couldn't look away.

"Hooded figure of the dark, reveal your self to me!" The voice was familiar, but strangely so. I couldn't place it as I turned, biting my lip as I saw Princess Luna. "Who are you and why do you seek the gem of the forest?"

"I seek only revenge on those who have wronged me, dear Princess." The voice was not mine, but it came from my mouth. It was colder and somewhat startled me. I would never talk to a Princess like that, no matter how mad I was at them.

"The gem of the forest, how do you expect that to help with your goal?" She asked, eyes glowing ever so slightly. "And further why do you think that I will let you go after it?"

"Princess Luna, this is merely a dream realm, you do not think that I know how to simply wake up?" I asked, quickly taking note of the pressure on my face. I was in a mask. "I suppose we will meet again however dear Luna. I need to look into this gem that you have mentioned."

Smirking I quickly jolted up in bed. There was a small amount of sun flooding into my window, and I had some idea of something that could help me. The gem of the forest, whatever it was Luna knew about it and knew exactly what it was.

I will definitely visit Twilight to ask about that. I thought, smirking as I started packing my bag. Gem of the forest, you will be mine.