PonyALT: Black Spectrum

She was assaulted. Her paranoia at an all time high. No one can be trusted. They are all blasphemers. No, she thought, I just need to be more careful. Twilight sat upon a pillow in the middle of the floor of the library, studying the City-04 residential address book. She was constantly looking behind and over her flank making sure that nopony stood there, like she did. She... The locals found her corpse in the streets today, a third of her blood spilled across the ground. Apparently her heart was still beating for about an hour after the knife impaled her brain. She was still alive..., Twilight thought to herself. "Dammit, Twi", she continued aloud, "if I'm going to kill someone I need to do it right!" Trixie listened to her mistress's half insane rambling as she sorted and dusted various books. Twilight was always like this when she was scared of something... or somepony, and Trixie didn't like to see her in a state of distress like this, but she was only a slave, she had no say over her mistress. Trixie continued to sort through the various books until her eyes set sight upon one specific book entitled 'The History of the Darkening Hour'. Her eyes widened, for the darkening hour is tonight. Everypony is required... wait... that event is only held within the The Eye... Trixie felt that she must be getting just as paranoid as her mistress. She slipped the book into the shelf, making sure that it fell into alphabetical order along with the rest of them.

Twilight yawned a bit before closing her book and getting up off of her pillow. She stretch her body, feeling a lot calmer than she was earlier. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Twilight was extremely hesitant to answer it, due to the events of last night, but even with the permission of the queen to carry out these 'death sentences', she didn't want anypony to get suspicious. From a distance, she used her magic to open the door, but nopony was there. She crept toward the blackness of night, an offensive spell at the ready, only to find... what was this? On the door step lay a small object. A thin green tube with little barbs and a large red bulb at the top. *clop*. Twilight turned quickly to see a figure run off into the blackness of the Darkening Hour, the night in which no light shines above. Twilight didn't think twice, she galloped after the strange figure.

Trixie watched her mistress sprint off into the black abyss that was the night outside. She sighed. "By the moon, please don't let death befall her tonight. She closed the door and continued to sort the books

"Stop!", Twilight called out as she continued to pursue the figure. They turned a corner leading out of town toward the forest. They both ran in, Twilight following close until the figure made a turn losing the purple unicorn. Twilight tried not to panic she looked around in every direction carefully for a way out since she could no longer chase... whatever that was. She kept making slow, but fearful one eighty turns until she set sight upon a light source far of in the distance. "Light?", she asked aloud, "is there a house out here?" She thought only once and that was to go for it. She galloped toward the light, moving closer an closer until she realized just how bright it was that it was able to blind her as she entered. She opened her eyes up only to behold the sight of hundreds of these... colored bulbs, illuminated by golden glowing fungi. "Hi.." Twilight turned to the left to find a yellow mare with a pink mane. Her coat and mane were messy as could be and littered with twigs. "What is this?", Twilight asked. "who are you?" The yellow mare sat silent for a bit before finally responding, "This is my garden... and I have forgotten my name." Obviously she was some kind of crazy recluse. "What is this?", Twilight asked as she held up the object she had found earlier. "That's a rose", she said with a smile. Her smile grew and she stood up in an almost proud fashion. "The angel took them away along time ago", Twilight froze up. What did she just say? The yellow mare continued, "but then she came to me gave me the light and told me to grow as many roses and and other flowers as I could, and spread then to others!" Twilight was completely stunned. She must be one of them, but she was so innocent... oh, well. Twilight's horn heated up as a stream of black shot from it, hitting the mare in the side of the head, obliterating that side completely. Twilight then used the same spell to destroy the flowers and light around her. *thump*. Twilight's ears perked up. *thump*thump*thump*thump*. It's raining again.