The innocent Evil

Daw, that was sweet of Discord, wasn’t it? Wait- I’m on Luna’s chapter, right? Ok, let’s catch up with her after her grandmother died…

Luna sat on her navy-blue bed, and sobbed quietly into herself. She was so disheartened that she just wanted to turn her back on everything… and leave it all alone. Fly away into the black night.

Knocking on the door brought Luna out of her thoughts. She brought up her tear-stained face. She heard her mother speak, but not what she said. She also heard someone walk up the stairs, then knocking on her door.

“*sniffle* C-come in?” Luna spoke through her sobs.

The door opened gently, to revile Sombra standing at the doorway. He carefully stepped forward.

“I’m sorry for what happened…” murmured Sombra.

“I-it’s not your f-fault…” choked Luna.

Sombra sat next to her and wrapped his hooves round her in a caring way. Luna tucked her head into his chest, and Sombra laid his chin on her shoulders, comforting her.

“Sshh…” Sombra murmured gently, “It’s ok...”

When Sombra’s belly was stained a deeper grey to his normal shade, Luna stopped crying.  Luna looked up at Sombra with teary eyes, hoping for some more comfort. Sombra used his newly-found magic to close the door. He looked back down at Luna. Luna couldn’t help but drop a few more tears.

Sombra leaned forth and gave Luna a gentle kiss. Luna’s eyes widened in surprise, and then she returned the kiss. They sat there for a few moments, lips locked, and then Luna pulled away.

“Y-you surprised me…” Luna confessed, her cheeks blushing a pale red.

“Sorry…” Sombra too, blushed violently, and rubbed his neck, “I didn’t mean to-”

Luna put her hoof on Sombra’s mouth, “Our secret…”

Sombra nodded, “Our secret.”

They sat in silence for a few minutes, none dare shattering the beautiful silence. Sombra coughed awkwardly and glanced at Luna, and gasped. Luna’s normal, light-blue mane had turned into a beautiful, flowing mane. Her mane twinkled with untold power, just like the evil mascara I had.

“You’re… Mane…” I spoke breathlessly.

Luna quickly turned to her hair, and gasped. She went to the small mirror in her room, and screed with excitement.

“It’s beautiful!” Luna cried happily, and turned to Sombra, “What did you do!”

Sombra tilted his head, “I have no idea…”

“Your mascara-stuff is twinkling a lot less now.” Luna remarked softly.

“I must have touched it against your mane… and somehow transferred power?” Sombra guessed hesitantly.

Luna leapt at him, and clasped her arms around him. Sombra stood there for a moment, unsure of what to do next. He decided just to return the favour, and he curved his arms around her.

“My tenth birthday is coming up…” Luna said quietly, “I’ll be sure to invite you my party…”

Sombra sat open-mouthed, but before he could reply, Celestia opened the door.

“Can I speak with you, dear sister?” Celestia spoke, slightly mockingly, and Luna walked through with her. Sombra was about to join them when Celestia growled, “Privately…”

Sombra sneaked up to the door and opened it slight and peered in.

“Luna- listen!” barked Celestia, “I’m here to speak with you!”

“Keep on talking…” Luna growled back.

“I thought I made it perfectly clear that I didn’t want you to invite him!” Celestia ordered.

“You can’t command my party!” snapped Luna, “It is MY party after all!”

“Luna! - We are trying to do what we think is best for you!” Celestia growled dangerously, “We are not letting him into the party! Have you seen that pony’s manners?”

“Stop trying to control my life, Celestia!” yelled Luna, losing her temper, “He IS coming! YOU can’t do anything about it, as it is MY party! I get to decide who does and doesn’t come to MY party!”

Celestia lost her temper too, “I have a VERY strict list of who IS coming and who is NOT! SOMBRA is not on it! DEAL WITH IT!!!”

“I WISH YOU WEREN’T MY SISTER!!!” boomed Luna, in what can only be described, as a double-tone.

Celestia was star-struck for a moment, and gave enough time to let Luna run.

“GO!! RUN!!!” cried Luna in the same double-toned voice.

Sombra ran. He leapt out of the door and ran as fast as he could down the lane to his house.

As soon as he was inside, he slammed the door shut behind him, and he breathed heavily. As soon as he recovered, he ran upstairs and into his room. He sat on his bed, and thought.

I remember that double-voice Luna used from somewhere… Sombra sat and thought. But where…

Sombra looked outside in the gathering dusk, and then he looked down at his barren flank. All the other kids in school – Heck, even Luna – have gotten their cutiemarks. Some had odd ones, like an anvil, but at least they had cutiemarks. Sombra is the only kid to not have a cutiemark, and everypony was teasing him about it.

“Blank-flank! Blank-flank! Blank-flank!” the fillies mocking chants filled Sombra’s head, “Blank-flank! Blank-flank! Blank-flank! Blank-flank! Blank-flank! Blank-flank!”

Sombra put his hooves on the side of his head, and cried out, “No! Stop making fun of me!”

Suddenly, something opened in his soul. Some kind of… daemon. His eyes flashed green for a moment, as his mind was momentarily corrupted.

“What's going on?” Sombra cried out, “Who’s there?”

“Ha ha ha ha ha…” a mocking laugh surrounded Sombra, “Poor, poor Sombra… Crying for his mummy ‘cos he doesn’t have is cutiemark!”

“Stop making fun of me!” Sombra cried desperately, looking around him, but nothing was there.

“Give up, blank-flank. You’ll never get you’re cutiemark. Not now, NOT EVER!” the voice mocked, then maniacally laughed again.

Tears ran down Sombra’s face, before the voice went away, and he came back down to earth.

“Stop it... stop it… stop it…” murmured Sombra.

Sombra curled up on the bed uselessly, but then he felt warm legs stretch round him.

“It’s ok…” murmured Luna, “I’ll always be here for you… And if I could… I would give you my cutiemark…”

They sat there, in each other’s arms for a few moments, before embracing another kiss again…