A New Hero In Equestria.

Canterlot castle
Celestia rested alone. It had been a long day dealing with nobels. They always came around every single day to annoy her. She sighed exhausted. Today’s batch was particularly rough. One in particular was demanding an audience with her student of all things. It would seem this noble wanted her to date his son and decided to go through celestia to do it.

She growled to herself. It made no damed sense to her why he would ask her of all ponies. Twilight wasn’t even her daughter! She was her own grown ass mare. Even if she was her kin her awnser would’ve been hell no. Although she probably could’ve handled it better.

“At least the day is over. While my sister watches the night I will rest.” She smiled to herself standing from her throne. At least she was smiling up untill a guard rushed in. The guard had frantically run into the room knocking over several Podiums.

To say this was unusual was an understatement. The guards were normally much better composed yet this guard was so panicked he couldn’t speek. Celestia waited several minutes before gently placing a hoof onto him. “Please speak slowly its allright.” Her voice gave out an feeling of calm.

The guard slowly calmed standing at attention. His frantic breath slowing to a normal rhythm. “Princess Celestia Its the sword. Its awakened. The eyes.....they are back.”

As he spoke his final words he started to tremble. It was because of the way Celestia started to contort. Her gentle smile replaced with an empty stare. Her eyes showing unreadable emotion. For a minute she did not move. She not speak. It didn’t seem like she was breathing.

The guard was about to say something when she finally came to. “Tell my sister and have her inform my student. As of now we are on constant alert! GO!” Her voiced echoed across the room. He did as he was told running clear out of her sight.

Celestia then took a deep breath before storming away. She found herself soon walking down a set of stairs. She continued walking further and further down. Past the dungeons. Past the wine cellars. Past the hidden library she used to hide an drink wine in.

Soon she found herself in a large chamber. It was large enough to fit not only herself but several large boats. Yet all this room held was a single object. One that had been there for over six thousand years. A single sword sticking halfway out of the ground.

The hilt of the blade had seen better days. Where once was a beautiful tan leather had long since rotted away. Now only a few scraps of the material was left. A single red jewel on the hilts tip layed cracked. Yet despite the damage the blade itself was perfect. Even from the little that could be seen the silver metal shined. The edge still fine.

Yet it wasn’t the blade itself that drew Celestias gaze. It was its shadow. The shadow of the blade was longer then it should be. Not only that but it twisted and warped. But most unsettling of all were the glowing red eyes that dotted the shadow. Unbleaking yet unmistakable.

Celestia gulped down a breathe of air as she approached. She knew what this met. Anguish has returned. An evil she had prayed stayed dead.

“I guess its time I only hope its enough.”
Her horn glowed brightly around the sword. Its once ruined hilt seemed to glow. Now the leather had reformed itself taking on a golden shine while the gem crack sealed shut. The blade started to rise as Celestias eyes glowed. The swords full length now exposed of 43 inches. It shined brightly in her magic.

“Go please bring us the hero we need.” She spoke softly in a whisper as the sword seemed to vibrate in response. Then the blade suddenly rocketed straight up. Smashing through layers of concrete, stone ,an metal. And through a porcelain bathtub. One in lunas private quarters. “Oops.”

Celestia sighed but quickly made her way up. The spell had been casted. Now they need to wait and watch. Hopefully the new hero in town teliported somewhere safe. And not in sight of the evil eyes.