//------------------------------// // Warriors // Story: Tales of the Battle Foals: Darken Skies // by Nothing2007 //------------------------------// The early morning sun rose over the equestrian hillside as it's bright light shone over Ponyville. The town would soon be a hive of activity, full of ponies from diverse backgrounds. But one soul was up early. Bullseye holds her bow steady, the arrow trained on it's target. Three red circles were painted on a wooden piece. It was a gift from the CMC, so she had something to practice on. And that piece of wood was getting an arrow stuck in it. She fixed her gaze on the target. Holding her bow steady, she let the arrow go. The arrow flew straight for its target. It seemed to move in slow motion. Then it flew fast, as if it had just stepped out of slow motion, and struck the target dead on, striking the center once more. "Sign," Bullseye grumbled. She was eager for a challenge, but she was already so proficient with the bow that she easily hit every target. She looked up at the sky. The sun was rising up. "I better get home before Film Noir gets mad again for being late for school," said Bullseye as she grabbed her quiver, still full of arrows, and threw them onto her back and started to walk away from her spot when she turned around. She swore she saw something move in the bushes. Meanwhile, in another house... The sunlight from Celestia's sun entered the room, where a colt and a filly slept. The sunlight shined most on a young alicorn. A red unicorn did not like the sound of his alarm clock blaring off. Smacking the clock so hard it fell off the stand, the unicorn rose from his slumber. "I really hate that clock," grumbled Fire Fight as he got out of bed. "But it's a necessity for me." Fire Flight climbed out of bed and walked to the opposite side of the room, where a sleeping filly lay. "Hey," Fire Fight murmured into her ear in a gentle yet lovely tone. "It's time for you to get up." The amethyst eyes of the filly opened. "Hi," she whispered softly but tiredly as she kissed Fire Fight on the cheek, making his cheeks flush. "I'm getting up," she yawned as she pushed herself out of bed. Her bluish gray coat glistened in the early light. After getting out of bed and dressed, the two went downstairs to the kitchen, where his mother, Mrs. Fight, was preparing breakfast. "Hello, you two," Mrs. Fight remarked. "I have some omelets ready for you two." "Thanks, mom," Fire Fight remarked as he and Shadow Shroud sat down to have their meal. There was then a knock on the front door. “I got it,” said Fire Fight’s father, Fist Fight, as he walked towards the door and opened it. It was Bullseye. "We have to go," said Bullseye to Shadow Shroud and Fire Fight. "Crap!" yelled Fire Fight as he looked at the clocks, and school would start in a few minutes. "Bye, mom and dad," said Fire Fight as he and Shadow Shroud ran out of the door with their saddlebags. "Bye, son," said Fire Fight's parents. A FEW MINUTES LATER: The three foals were walking to Cheerliee's schoolhouse, talking as they walked. "So how are things with you and Film Noir?" Fire Fight ask Bullseye. "Not much," said Bullseye. "I have just been practicing my archery," she replied with a sign. "Is something wrong?" Fire Fight ask. Bullseye just sign again. "I wish there was an actually challenge," said Bullseye. "But I'm already too good at hitting a target. Which speaking of which, I swear I saw something in the woods." 'Something?" ask Shadow Shroud, raising her eyebrow. "Are you sure you didn't see a timberwolf or something like that." "I don't think so," said Bullseye. "It seem smaller and a lot faster than a normal timberwolf." "I was probity a rabbit," said Fire Fight. "Don't try to think about it too much." "Alright," sign Bullseye as they approach the schoolhouse. She couldn't get it out of her mind. She felt like she was being watch. A strange filly was watching in the distance, hiding in the trees. She could see them through the sweat and the blood. She can see their thermal scents. Who are they? I need to know