The princesses were beyond scared. The eldest was pacing the starry hall, as the dark blue alicorn seemed deep in thought. I wasn’t sure what to do, so I just stood and looked at the moving memories. After several minutes, Celestia spoke. “Emma, I don’t know much about this. If any pony will know, it’s Luna.”
The lunar alicorn looked up with fear and began to shudder. I tried to comfort her but she pushed me away. “It all makes sense”, Luna cried. “Why she had no parents, why a mysterious supposed aunt came by to care for her, and was taken away, and why Abby is here.” Still confused, I nodded anyway.
“And what does that mean?”
“Well, so Raven as you may know was a necromancer. He got away with it for many years, and was eventually caught.” I was aware, but was still puzzled about what he had to do with this since he’s been dead for a long time. “He was executed, but before he died, he spoke of his daughter. When he was killed, a dark aura surrounded him, then left his body and diffused into the air. His daughter’s name was Abby, and she was killed by the Dark Era for not wanting to join. In order to be in the Dark Era, you must murder, commit necromancy on evil spirits to raise hell upon our planet, and learn dark magic spells. Abby wanted to live a normal life and dreamed of going to Canterlot and owning her own bakery.”
“But what does this have to do with me?!” I pleaded. “I don’t deserve this!”
“I know you don’t”, Luna nodded, “But… there’s more.” I shivered with fear of what she’d say next. “Before she died, she had a son and sent him far away because she knew she would die, and her son would be next.” I listened intently, yearning for an answer. “We protected him for a while, then let him go, thinking this mess would be over. But, unfortunately, I was wrong. I am guessing he did a spell to release evil, and became the spirit we now call Abby.”
Questions whirled around my head, flying at hundreds of miles per hour. Was his soul so powerful it took on a mind of its own and named itself after his dead daughter? What does her son have to do with this? What is going on?! “Continue Luna!” I shouted. “I need answers!” Startled, she turns around to look at me.
“I believe you may be related to Raven the Vengeful, necromancer and leader of the Dark Era.”