Angel of Darkness

by MLPGal

Rating: teen
Tags: Death, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Sad, Original Character, Horror, Violence
Length: 1268

Everyone has a darker side... But what sparks it, can be even more horrifying.

Partially inspired by Angel of Darkness. My first horror story attempt... this will be quite darker than my usual stuff...

Script Singer had just gone through a very traumatic experience in her life, but little did she know that there was a darker side to her now because of it.

Special thanks to Tomohiro for helping me with editing this, you're awesome man!

Published 2021-10-31 01:40:00 UTC
Last updated 2021-10-31 01:40:00 UTC

(1) Angel of Death

...I only want to protect my friends...they can never see this side of me... I think to myself. I walk over to my mirror and stare at my reflection.

I watch it take the form of my demon, Angel of Darkness grinning at me. I hang my head as my ears fold back. I could never let my friends see this side of me, they’d just call me crazy…

I felt tears stream down my face as she began to speak to me.

"You're such a bucking screw up..."

"You're never good enough..."

"You don't deserve to live..."

I shook my head when I heard a knock on my door, bringing me back to reality.

"Script, are you alright?" I hear my friend Ellie call out from behind the door. "You’ve been in there for a while now.”

I shook my head again as I spoke up to answer. "Yeah, I'm alright, just...have an upset stomach," I mumble in reply. "I'll be out in a second..."

"Alright, if you say so."

Once I heard her walk away, I stared at my reflection once more, finding my normal self staring back at me. I let out a sigh as I grabbed my mask from my table and walked out of my bathroom.

I walk along with my friends down the street, putting on a fake smile as we talk and joke around about our day out for dinner. I stare at the ground slightly, making sure not to cause too much attention to myself as I walk along.

I tuned out most of the conversation after a while, the image of Angel popped back into my head again... I couldn't get her face out of my head...it's...like when you have a really bad dream, and you see your worst fear come true...and you can't get it out of your head...it's always there, and you can never get rid of-

"Script?"

I shook my head, finding Ellie tapping me on the shoulder causing me to jump slightly. "Did you hear what I said?" she asked.

"Sorry, I spaced out for a sec I guess, what was it?"

"I was asking if you still wanted to hang out tomorrow?"

I stared back at the ground walking up to my door. "No, I'm not feeling too well, I just want to be alone right now..." I say quickly shutting my door behind me.

I hate doing that to my friends, but I just wanted to get inside before something happened...that monster reminds me of...

I felt my heartbeat suddenly speed up as I felt my breath grow faster. I stumbled a bit for balance as I put a hoof to my wall. ...oh, no...not another panic attack...not now, not again, please... I'm so tired of the flashing images from before, I just want them all to stop... I think panicked to myself.

I fell to the floor curling up into a ball as my body shook uncontrollably and everything just felt heavier. My ears started to ring loudly as memories from a few months ago came to my mind. I felt like I couldn't breathe as the ringing grew louder, causing me to grow light-headed as I blacked out for a moment.

I must have passed out for a few minutes, because the next thing I knew, I was laying on something cold, and it was quiet.

I slowly open my eyes, finding myself surrounded by nothing but darkness. I look around, finding somepony tied up to a pole with a gag in her mouth. Tears fill my eyes and my heart drops when I realize who it is.

I ran up to Bella Singer as I tried to help her before all Tartarus broke loose, but I was already too late.

I tried to untie her from the pole despite her struggling and trying to push me away.

“Bella, just let me help!” I cried.

Then I heard it. The most terrifying scream anyone could ever hear. I looked up slowly, finding Angel of Darkness staring down at me, her neck backward grinning down at me. I let out a petrified scream as I tried to run away as she dropped down toward me, but I found my hooves stuck in the ground, unable to move.

I struggled, trying to get out until I felt a warm breath down my neck. I gulped as I turned around slowly finding myself face to face with the monster, staring into me with her demon eyes. I feel myself suddenly sink into the ground as I watch her walk over to Bella,

I stare at Bella, helpless, her eyes filled with tears as she lets out muffled screams of terror. She stares at me, silently crying out for help, but what could I do? I was stuck... I stared back at her as tears filled my eyes, knowing what her fate had come to...

Bella stared into the eyes of the creature before her, refusing to believe it was a part of Script in some way. There was no way this thing was created by the same pony. She let out a whimper as tears filled her eyes, watching the monster walk closer toward her.

Bella's scream echoed through my ears as I watched in horror, all of my joy and happiness die in an instant. It almost felt as if a part of me vanished...

Angel of Darkness turned back at me, blood dripping from her face as she just stared into my soul. I suddenly felt something sharp stab through my chest as I gasped for air. I looked down, finding a blade made of shadows coming out of me as if I had a knife inside of me...

I struggled for air as I began coughing up blood and everything went fuzzy. Angel let out a loud screech of triumph as I felt myself slipping away into darkness...

Introduction

The streets of Ponyville were always empty this time of night, or, well, they're supposed to be. No pony knows when exactly he came and even fewer know when he'll leave, she calls him Shadow Mane, if only so the guards working to catch him know who they're talking about. Perhaps it would have been better if I never knew it, innocence is bliss after all.

I will never forget that night, even if I fail to clearly remember it. The way his mouth explored mine, the rough cobblestone pressed into my back, the fear. I lost something that night in that dark alley and gained something too. I'll never get it back, I'll never be rid of it either.

"Such a delicate flower. Weep, flower. Weep for your Angel."

I'll never be whole again.

"Weep for your Death."

Back at my house, I went into my bathroom and threw my sweater into the trash, wishing to forget the memory of last night. I turned on the shower, but before I got in, I stared at myself in the mirror. I saw my reflection take the form of a shadow pony with blood-red eyes and sharp teeth. I let out a scream and jumped back in fear.

I ended up hitting my head against the wall causing me to cry out in pain. I rubbed my head as I let out a groan. I opened my eyes as I looked at the mirror once more, finding my normal reflection. I shook my head as I just climbed into the shower, but at the corner of my eye, I could still see the haunting creature.