The Whispers
That night of the whispers was one of the worse nights of my life in Equestria. Not for what happened, though it was indeed tragic, but from what may be coming. I still can only speculate on what is coming for me, but I do know that what is coming wants vengeance. That can wait however as this is the tale of how I learned this land has its darker sides as well.
The night air was cool as I awoke to the sounds of someone whispering. This was worrisome to me because of how I sleep since being cured of my Ember Blight. Nothing wakes me up short of freezing water. The fact that a whisper woke me was a little frighting.
The whispering was so quite that all I could tell is that someone was talking but nothing else. I couldn't hear what was being said or if the voice was that from a male or female. The voice also seemed to be coming from the front door.
I wanted to just ignore the voice but something inside me told me to seek it out. Why I started felling this way is anyone guess, normally I would have ignored the voice and gone back to sleep thinking it was a prank ether Pinkie or Rainbow was trying to pull.
As I left my house out the front door, I noticed that the whispering was getting louder. Well loud enough to tell that it was a male voice and what it was saying. The whisper was still extremely quite though.
“You will need this.” The whispering voice said.
Then in front of me materialized the gauntlet I used with the Black Armor. It floated in the air waiting for my reaction. At that moment I was had a mixture of emotions, mainly that of fear and anger. This voice not only told me wear a part of that abomination I made but had an understanding of what it was. I thrashed my hand out and knocked the Gauntlet to the ground.
The gauntlet immediately dissolve in a fashion similar to how it appeared. After the black piece of armor was gone I heard the whispering voice again.
“Interesting. Very interesting. Maybe, just maybe....” the rest of the whisper was cut out by the voice getting quite as if moving away from me. Whether it was moving or not I did not know. I never did find the source of the voice.
I wanted answers now, plain and simple. This thing that was whispering to me knew about my past, a past that no one if Equestria true new about. I wanted to know what it knew, how it knew it, and why it learned it. What did it want with me? Not even Luna knew all the details of when I was “Evil”.
I traveled for a good forty minutes out of town, following the whispers. Still unable to make them out. Then all of a sudden the whispers stopped. Then I heard a new voice coming from behind me. One that still sends chills down my spine just thinking about.
“Why, Helloooooo.” the voice said in a creepy fashion.
I turned around to face the owner of the voice. My eyes went wide in horror at what I saw. In front of me was a black unicorn with a broken horn, his mane and tail were a lighter shade then his coat but was black as well. His cutie-mark was that of a broken mirror. His eyes, even though they were emerald green, were evil.
In front of the unicorn laid two bodies, both ponies I knew, and both with there heads severed. Carrot Top and Bon-Bon where both dead. The Unicorn noticed my reaction to the bodies and let out an evil snicker. Something inside of me snapped.
I went to unleash a barrage of Ember Bolts to find that I never grabbed my gauntlet before leaving the house. Between my anger and shock I forgot about the whispering voice trying to give me one of my gauntlets before leaving. So I did the worst thing someone like me could do. I charged in a blind rage.
Yeah someone like me charging in a blind rage. I don't know why I did it. I was no stranger to death, nor was I that close of friends with ether Carrot Top or Bon-Bon. The only thing I can think of is that magics where at work. What happened in those moment of rage I don't remember but the battle fought was not over by the time I came out of my rage.
When I came back to my senses, both the black unicorn and myself where panting heavily and covered with bruises. I had somehow got a thick gnarled stick in my hands. The stick was just a little shorter then the staffs I use. The unicorn let out a snicker as it began to charge me.
I took on a defensive pose, dodging or deflecting the unicorns attempts to tackle me. I did so with surprising ease. This didn't sit right with me after the third deflection. It was then that I noticed that the unicorn was not trying.
Then he unleashed a surprise for a unicorn with a broken horn. He unleashed magic.
I still don't understand unicorn magic all that well but from what I've been told this shouldn't have been possible. Yet it was happening before my very eyes. The unicorn started throwing spell after spell at me. Most in the form of a fireball or lightning.
It took every bit of effort left in me to dodge the spells in time. It was now a losing battle for me. I had no way to defend against the spells, and without Ember and a device to expel the energies in Ember I was a sitting duck.
I should have died that night. The unicorn firing spells off like crazy, laughing maniacally the whole time. Me, just barely dodging them. I was saved by the whispering as it came back.
“That is enough Murphy. I have seen what I wanted.”
“But” the unicorn replied but didn't get another word out as it disappear.
“Now for you” the whispers now turned into a full voice. “These two that died tonight are but the first of many. A warning to what may come. A power seeking vengeance is looking for you, and it will find you, destroying all in its path.”
“Your telling me this why” I spat.
“Because I do not want to see this world burn. The power is seeking you, and the power can only be stopped by you. As cliche as it is you must become stronger. Do what ever it takes to gain strength. You beat this power once before and you will need to it again for Equestria to survive.”
“Why should I listen to you.”
“If not me then Princesses. Just tell them this” the voice went back to a whisper “Pater dicit salve” after that the voice disappeared and I haven’t heard from it again.
I have no idea what that meant but the Princesses do, but what it means they still won't tell me. They showed up in the field shortly after the whispering voice left, why I can only assume the voice had a hand in it. Upon seeing the two dead ponies they had the look of righteous fury in their eyes. The fact that Luna accompanied her sister was the only reason Celestia didn't smite me there and then. Giving me a chance to tell my tale.
I retold my tale of what happened that night to them. At the time I believed it all to be just some sick game the voice was playing. Celestia and Luna did not look like they believed me till I got to the end and recited what the voice wanted me to tell them. Pater dicit salve
Those three words got there attention. Any anger towards me melted away. What did it mean? Why would the Princesses reacted in such a way? All I know is that they started to take my tale seriously, even more so then me.
Then I looked down upon the corpses that laid there. Two casualties to a dark fate.
I was out of it for the next few days after that night. Unsure of what to make out of what happened that night. A darkness had shown itself in a land of peace, yet all it did was deliver a message of a greater darkness. A message that had costed the lives of two ponies. Celestia and Luna somehow where tied to it and only I could stop it. It was all very confusing to me.
In the end I decided to heed the whispering voice's words, and prepare myself for the coming conflict. When ever it my show.
The whispering voice. Their was something about it, something familiar. It was almost as if I knew who it was. Weather that is true I still don't know as the voice never made its self known again. I wish I could have said the same about that black unicorn the voice called Murphy.