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// Chapter 6: Arrival 
// Story: My Little Pony: Darksiders 
// by colorbrush94 
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“colorbrush94” presents:

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My Little Pony:
Darksiders

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Chapter 6: Arrival




The road was long, very long, longer than Blackmoore ever expected, which only made his anger rise even more beyond it's normal limit. The Darksider had been walking for nearly 30 minutes, which really upset him, he was expecting to do his job, not take a casual hike across the entire country. However, through sweat and sore legs, he finally saw a giant castle in the distance, the glorious city of Canterlot, he had arrived at his destination.
Blackmoore threw the sweat off of his forehead, "It's about time I got here, I can't believe I had to walk all the way over here, are they trying to make me suffer!" He said angrily to himself, "No matter, I just have to do the job right, and I'll be rid of these foul creatures for the rest of my life!". He began to race for the city, not wanting to waste any more of his precious time.

The guards at the front gate stood as conspicuous as ever, so still that no one could really disturb them, except these two could still recall one time where they had been tickled out of their unmovable states by Princess Celestia's phoenix, which they found rather embarrassing. Their day had been rather boring, nothing really excited happened at all, and no one passed by that looked suspicious.
Suddenly, before they even knew what was happening, Blackmoore came charging at lightning speed toward the gate. The guards put up their spears in shock, they no idea what that thing was, or who it was, but it looked dangerous and scary to them. They held firm to the ground as Blackmoore approached.
"Who are you?" One of them asked.
"What do you want?" The other asked.
Blackmoore really didn't want to talk to them, but he remembered he had to at least be respectable to have this mission succeed. He had to suck up his anger and be polite.
"I'm.... here because of a request from the princess." He said somewhat kindly.
The two guards looked at each other, completely bewildered by the fact that the princess would request the presence of something that, quite frankly, did not look the least bit friendly, especially considering the fact they have never seen such a thing before. The did not believe him.
"Ha, that's ridiculous," One of them said, still holding his spear high.
"Why don't you crawl back to your dark cave where you came from, whatever you are," The other said.
Blackmoore was starting to get angst, he had just arrived and already he was getting hate from the ponies, his rage was starting to boil inside of him.
"I mean you no harm," he continued.
"That's an argument I can handle," One of them said crudely.
"We don't even know what you are," The other said.
"I'm a Darksider," Blackmoore replied.
The guards both looked at each other, confuzzled.
"A what?" They both said.
"A Darksider, I'm a race of...."
"Look, we don't have time for you to explain yourself, we just have orders to keep any intruders out."
"But...."
"If you don't have any clearance to get in, then you can get lost!"
Now Blackmoore was getting even more angry, everything that had led up to this had already peeved him off, but this was even worse for him, the mere thought of strangling them was creeping into his mind, swirling through his mind like a maelstrom.

Then suddenly, a voice called out in a furious tone.
"What do you two think your doing?!"
The two guards turned around to find Lieutenant Steel Hoof angrily up to them, but they had no idea what was going on.
"Were just stopping this intruder from getting in to the city," they said confused.
"No you idiots, Princess Celestia was expecting an special guest at this time matching his description!"
"But...." They both stuttered.
"Didn't you get the memo, every other guard in the city did!"
"Ummmm.... no, but...."
"Ugh, I don't how it didn't get to you two, I'll talk to my messenger about this, but right now I want you two to let him in right now!"
"But...."
"DO IT!" He shouted.
"Okay, okay."
They both walked towards Blackmoore, with depressed looks on their faces
"We.... ugh.... we grant you permission into the castle," They said annoyingly.
"Thank you," Blackmoore replied, also annoyed.
Blackmoore walked past them and into the city, with Steel Hoof following close behind him.
There was a short bit of silence before the lieutenant spoke.
"I apologize that my men gave you so much trouble." He said 
"Whatever," Blackmoore replied, still very much annoyed.
"My uh.... my messenger has informed all the other guards in the city to make sure your not harassed in any way, so if you ever get in trouble, just go talk to one of...."
"Look!" Blackmoore interrupted, "I appreciate your offer, but I don't need help from a bunch of pony guards, I can handle things on my own!"
Steel Hoof was rather surprised by his reply, he didn't really expect him to be so rude, "Listen to me, this isn't an offer, we will be doing this with or without your consent," He retaliated, "Look, I don't know why the princess would want you around, but if she trusts you, then I trust you, alright, so just live with it!"
"Fine," he said.
"Good, now her highness's castle is just north up ahead, you'll be able to find it easily,"
Blackmoore was just about to walk away, when the lieutenant called out, "Wait, I didn't catch your name, what was it?"
"Blackmoore," he replied.
"We'll then Blackmoore, see around," And then headed off into the distance.
"Don't count on it," he quietly said annoyingly.

If there was one word to describe the situation right now, it would definitely be "awkward", everywhere Blackmoore walked, from the bakery to the sauna; ponies just stared at him, some even ran away when he crossed their paths, but he didn't care, he didn't care what anyone thought of him, truth be told, he rather have them fear him. However, he had a job to do, and had wasted time from the previous incident.
However, as he passed by the design store, somepony called out to him, but not a angry voice, but a friendly voice."
"I say, you over there."
Blackmoore surprisingly turned to see a white colt with a stylish blue main, a mustache, a tux and bow-tie, a monocle, and a mark on his rump that was three crowns. He was the first pony not to run away from him.
"Do you have a minute old chap," The gentlemanly colt asked.
Blackmoore was really not in the mood to talk to anyone at that moment, "Look, I'm not in the mood right now, so get lost fancy pants," he responded, insulting his fashion.
"Oh, you know who I am?" He asked with glee.
"No you dolt, I was.... wait, you name is, "Fancypants"?"
"That is correct, Fancypants at your service."
Blackmoore felt he had been hit with a brick to the head, but he was able to regain his composure and continue his lacking conversation.
"Well," He said, "What do you want?"
"Forgive me for noticing my friend, but...."
"Don't call me "friend"!" Blackmoore shouted, "I have a name, it's Blackmoore!"
"Uh, right then, Blackmoore," He continued, "I couldn't help but notice you seemed trouble."
"Ha, and why should that be your problem."
"To be honest," He said, "I really do hate to see a good chap look miserable."
"Stop calling me those thing!" Blackmoore shouted.
"Oh.........sorry."
"Sigh, do you know why I'm miserable?" He continued, calming himself, "I don't even want to be here, I was just fine the way I was, but then my superiors forced me into this mess. I don't want to be surrounded by ponies, but I have no choice but to do this, does that help answer your question."
"But why do you not want to be here?"
"That's my own personal business," Blackmoore said, turning away from him.
Of all the ponies and other creatures he's met over the years; Fancypants had never met someone like this, not talking about his race, but the fact that he was so stubborn and angry. Seeing this was the case, it was probably best not to bother him anymore.
But before he left he decided to give some last minute advice.
"Blackmoore," He began, "I understand that you don't want to talk to me, so I will let you carry on, but first; I have to give you some advise."
"Oh yeah, what's that?"
"Well, you and I both know it's rather important to just be yourself, but sometimes it's important to think more about how others feel, rather than only ourselves."
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm saying you shouldn't be so rude to others who are kind to you."
Those words hit Blackmoore hard, "Why should I care, no one has ever been nice to me!"
"That's probably because you've never given them a reason to, you never give anyone a chance."
Blackmoore was starting to get annoyed, "Are you done lecturing me, I have to be somewhere right now."
"Alright," He replied, "I'll go now, but you should always keep in mind that you should be friendly to those you haven't met yet."
Blackmoore said nothing.
"Well then, until we meet again Blackmoore," He gave a little bow, "I bid you, good day," And with that, he walked off into the distance.
"Hmph, whatever," Blackmoore grumbled to himself.
He continued to head towards the castle, still expecting this to be a terrible waste of his time, but in truth, it was something much bigger than he expected....







You could say, for the first time in her life, Twilight was actually bored. Since the chapter on Darksiders was only 5 pages long, she had finished and memorized it in no more than 10 minutes. After that she tried to read other books, but her mind was so much on Darksiders that she wasn't in the mood to read anything else, not even any "Daring Do" books. She tried to go to other places, like Pony Joe's Doughnut Shop, but every attempt just failed and still left Twilight feeling empty and longing, longing to meet this Darksider and learn more, not matter how much there was to know.
Twilight was sitting in the library, her eyes half open and a big frown on her face, still ever waiting for the Darksider to show up, Spike meanwhile had brought over some books, in hopes of cheering her up.
"Come on Twilight," he complained, "You can't just sit here all day waiting for the Darksider to show up."
"Ugh, I know, I know; but there's just so much more I need to know, that I want to know."
"You really don't think the book was that truthful?" Spike asked.
"Spike, it's the last book in Equestria on Darksiders, it could be inaccurate, we don't know what they're like now, they could have changed a few things, and...."
"Twilight, your overreacting again, you should just relax, you can learn all about them when our guest gets here."
"But Spike, what if...."
But before Twilight could finish her sentence, a royal guard entered the library at full speed.
"Ms. Sparkle, Mrs. Sparkle!"
Twilight though, had no Idea what was going on," What, what is it?"
"I have urgent news, our visitor, has arrived!"
Twilight's heart nearly burst with excitement.
She quickly grabbed her nap sack and rocketed out of the library, with Spike once again hanging on for dear life.....







Blackmoore looked up at the giant castle as he walked towards it, it wasn't nearly as tall as the white castle he knew, but it was still tall. As he approached the gates, the guards opened the door and let him inside, but he gave no thanks or any consent. He followed the guards directions to the throne room, up the stairs and to the left, passing by various artifacts and a large door with a bunch of symbols he didn't care one bit about.
It wasn't before long that Blackmoore found himself at the entrance of the throne room, the two guards at the door opened them up, and he entered the royal room. It was larger than he expected, with stained-glass windows everywhere, and beautiful decorated walls.
Celestia was on her throne as Blackmoore entered, and smiled with glee that her guest had finally arrived. She lifted herself off her throne and trotted towards him, eager to greet him and while she had a smile on her face, he had a unamused look.
"Welcome, my friend," She said happily.
Blackmoore tried his best not to get agitated, and replied somewhat pleasantly, "Greetings," and gave a little bow, which she did in return.
"I'm so glad your here, it certainly has been a long time since your kind has been here,"
"I.... could say the same thing for your kind," Blackmoore replied, still holding back his agitation.
"Yes, that is true, we haven't had much talk with each other for a long, long time, but you must see that I don't want that anymore, I really do want things to change, I want us to reunite in friendship again."
"There might be some difficulty in that." He said, trying not to sound so rude.
"I know, but that does not mean we can't try, we must strive to change ourselves, so that we can live in peace, you understand, don't you?"
Blackmoore was really having a hard time listening to this, but he remained true to his word, "I.... do understand."
Celestia gave a warm smile, "What is your name, my friend?"
"....Blackmoore."
"Well then, Blackmoore, I suppose you already know what your task is?"
"Yeah, yeah I do."
"Then there is much work to be done, but....," She paused and looked around.
"But what?" He asked.
"Where is she?"
"Where is who?"
Suddenly, the doors burst open, revealing a heavily panting Twilight, with Spike beside her.
"Oh, there you are Twilight." She said happily.
Twilight trudged forward, still gasping for air, "Gasp.... sorry.... I'm.... late," she panted, both breathing and sweating.
"That's alright Twilight," She said, "Besides, there's someone I would like you to meet."
"I.... know.... I....!" Twilight look and suddenly her heart skipped a beat, and she completely froze in place. Of all the creature she had encountered in her many days of research and books, and those she had even seen, none were as magnificent as the one right before her. The Darksider was even greater than she ever imagined.
"Twilight," Celestia began, "This is our Darksider visitor, Blackmoore."
Twilight couldn't find the right words to say at the moment, she could not believe how amazing a Darksider looked, how it stood, it's body figure, all of it could not describe how she was feeling at the moment.
"He........hello," Twilight stuttered
"Hi," Blackmoore said subtly.
"Um, my name is...."
"Twilight."
"Twilight Sparkle actually, Twilight is just shorter."
"I see."
"And, you are Blackmoore?"
"Yes,"
"Oh, and this is Spike," Twilight motioned Spike forward.
Blackmoore looked down and saw the small little dragon, looking up rather awkwardly.
"Uh, hey," Spike said sheepishly.
Blackmoore leaned down and inspected him closer.
"You have a pet dragon?" He asked.
Now Spike was not feeling so awkward, but insulted, "Hey, I'm not a pet, I'm her number one assistant!"
"Assistant," He asked confused, "Since when are dragons assistants, for ponies even?"
"Since I was raise by Twilight here!"
Twilight then interrupted, "Uh, Spike, why don't you go wait outside, okay."
"But Twilight...."
"Spike!"
"Ugh, fine," He said stubbornly, walking out of the throne room. Blackmoore was surprisingly amazed, the first dragon he's seen in a while was an assistant of the thing he hated the most, what irony he thought.
Twilight turned back to him, "I'm really sorry about him, he's not usually good with other creatures."
"....I see," He replied.
"Twilight," The princess decided it was time to discuss the arrangements, "Since you are now here, maybe you would like to explain to our guest the arrangement for his stay in Ponyville, if you would like to?"
"Huh.... oh, yes, yes I would love to princess!" Twilight said excitedly.

Twilight took a few steps back, cleared her throat, and began her speech.
"Now then, Blackmoore, you no doubt know that current mission here is to help repair the damage done to the relationship between you country and mine, is that correct."
Blackmoore felt a fierce sting to his brain, constantly asked that question over and over, "Yes.... yes I do, I've been told that one too many times." Trying to hide is unbearable urge to scream.
"Sorry," Twilight apologized, "I just wanted to make sure you knew."
"Of course you did."
"Now, anyway, since that is clear we are ready to head down to complete our tasks in Ponyville, there I will be your supervisor, and you will observer the other ponies that come and go."
Blackmoore eyes widened, "Wait what, supervisor, you mean I will be watched by you the whole time!?"
"Yes, I'm supposed to do that, my mission is not only to write down my notes on you behavior and manners, but to also watch over you, and, well; see that you are not causing trouble...."
Twilight paused for a moment, and Blackmoore looked at her strangely.
"Uh, that isn't a problem, is it?" she asked worryingly.
"N.... no, no it won't be a problem."
"That's great, I myself don't think that would be a problem, I'm sure that I can trust you with the utmost confidence."
Blackmoore was hesitant to make a noise, he wasn't really being honest with them, and here this pony believes he is a humble creature, it was so strange to him.
"Yeah, sure," He said subtly.
"Wonderful, this is going to be so great!" She said excitedly, "Alright then, before we go, do you have everything that you need with you?"
Blackmoore looked at the bag on his back, "I'm as ready as I'll ever be."
"Great, but hold on for one second, I have to quick do something."
Twilight then walked out the front door and closed it behind her, Blackmoore could barely make out what was going on, but it sounded like she was talking to that dragon of hers, it also sounded like she was mad at him too. The conversation lasted a few minutes, but soon Twilight reentered, with Spike trailing behind her, looking a bit gloomy.
"Alright Spike," Twilight said, nudging Spike, "Will you please apologize to our friend here."
Spike was hesitant to speak, but he eventually was able to say it, "I'm sorry Blackmoore, I yelled out of term," Looking down sadly.
Blackmoore looked at the little dragon, he was still trying to process the fact that he was surrounded by extremely nice people, he wasn't used to this kind of thing, it was something he would have to get used to though, otherwise things would end badly.
"It's fine," Blackmoore said, sounding convincing.
"Really?" Spike asked, "Were cool?"
"Uh....yeah, yeah were.... cool."
Spike's attitude quickly changed from sad to happy, and he gave a large smile, which made Blackmoore feel unsettling.
Twilight smiled as well, happy that Spike apologized, but they had already spent enough time at the castle, they had to begin their objective. "Uh, guys, I think it's time we departed."
Twilight turned to Celestia, "Princess, we better get going."
"Yes, there is a carriage waiting for you at the door, I hope that you will be successful in your mission."
"I will," She replied, "It was nice to see you," She gave a little bow to her mentor.
The Princess bowed as well, "It was nice to see you too my faithful student, now go, and do me proud."
And with that, the three (almost) friends exited the throne room as Celestia waved her hoof good bye, and climbed onto the carriage outside near the castle, which was beautifully decorated with gold and jewels, with two Pegasi guards tied at the front, ready for take off. Within a mere few seconds, they were in the air, on their way to Ponyville.

Celestia watched from the throne room as the carriage flew off into the distance.
"Good luck to you Twilight," she said softly, "And to you too, Blackmoore."