My name is Golden Sparx, but everypony just calls me Sparx. Very recently, yesterday in fact, I met the mare of my dreams: Celestial Bell. I have one brother named Pyro and one sister named Dawn, and we're triplets. Today is Heats-and-Hooves Day. It is also our birthday. I was excited to get home. Sadly, though, Pinkie hasn't been herself. Supposedly she hasn't thrown a party ever since her pet, Gummy, passed (which was before we were born). It was actually sort of depressing. Okay, that was the introduction I am required to tell you. On to today.
Come on. I thought to myself, staring impatiently at the clock. Come on! Today is the day I am finally accepted as a stallion! I don't want to spend all of it in school. After a long while of waiting, the bell rang. I ran out of the school and met up with Pyro and Dawn. Dawn's eyes were shining as bright as light bulbs. Pyro had his "excited look" (composed of a straight face and an angered look on his face) plastered on his face. He has never been good at showing the correct emotions, has he I thought to my self as he walked off towards the house.
"We better catch up with him," Dawn said, staring off in the wrong direction. She always seems to be doing that. It's almost as if she can't see. I thought with a shrug.
As we walked through the center of town, I felt an extremely cold feeling in my chest. Something isn't right. I thought to myself, and hurried to catch up with Dawn. When we got home, I saw Pyro (with his "excited look" still on his face) and Dawn running into the house. I tried to yell for them to stop, but I was too late. I heard a blood-curtailing scream echo from the open door. Oddly enough, that was not Pyro (yes, he does scream sort of like the one I just heard). And it wasn't even close to being Dawn's scream.
I ran as fast as I could into the house to see a very, um... vexing sight (I have been trying to use more complex words). What I saw was Bell crying over Pyro and Dawn, who were out cold. I looked at her with wide eyes, "What are you doing here, Bell? Why aren't you at the castle?"
"Sparx? Oh my god!" she said as she embraced me, "I'm so sorry. I thought that they had come to take me away!"
"Hang on Bell," I said to calm her down, "slow down a little. Take a deep breath. and tell me exactly what happened."
She pointed a hoof toward a corner that was darker than usual. It was an unnatural pitch-black, "Your mom, she... She was the one who attacked him. Your dad. They both disappeared as soon as they touched that corner."
"Hmmm," I hummed thoughtfully, "this is befuddling. We should wait untill they wake up."
"shouldn't we let somepony know what happened?" she asked me.
"No, there would be too much of a panic. And plus, we don't know what is on the other side. Except maybe death. But we should go get my uncle, Morning. He had today off. It is Hearts-and-Hooves day, after all," we began to lean towards each other, "No, no. We have to get help first. Then make out time."
"What about them?" she said pointing towards Pyro and Dawn.
"I'm sure they'll be fine. I'll leave a note, just in case," I grabbed some paper and realized, "Um... I don't really know how to write, eligibly," I said blushing, making my golden cheeks look more like cherries.
"I'll write it," she said with a smirk.
The note said:
Dear Pyro and Dawn,
I'm sorry about Celestial Bell (the pony who hit you, and my fillyfriend) She was scared because she saw Mom attack dad and pulled him into that corner (she made an arrow pointing to the corner) Do NOT go into that corner until we get back. We are getting Uncle Morning and will be right back.
Sparx
We left the house and made our way to Uncle Morning and Aunty Scootaloo's house. When we made it there, I knocked on the door. We heard soft weeping and a soothing shhh.
"Come on in," said a voice I haven't heard in a while. It was Thunder, who was home early. Bell and I walked in to see Thunder trying to comfort his sister, Twinkle, who had been home sick from school.
"What happened?" Bell asked, kneeling down next to them.
"She keeps saying something about our mom attacking our dad. Then she points over there," We looked over to where he was now pointing and Twinkle was staring at. What I saw was a very dark corner, similar to the one back at my house. The funny thing is that we are in a tree, the only place for them to go is down. But I didn't see anything when we came to the house. Odd... I thought to myself.
Thunder looked up, right as Bell used some sort of magic that put Twinkle to sleep, and realized who he was talking to. I walked up to Bell and our tails intertwined. Thunder looked between the two of us and stammered endlessly, "Sparx... You... Her... What... When... How?!"
We chuckled and Bell lifted Twinkle onto Thunder's back, "I'll explain on the way back to my house, Cuz."
I explained everything that had happened yesterday. Up until The part at the castle, "We didn't do anything. Well, except for some furious making out and her falling asleep on me."
"Lucky," he said, "all the mares I meet at the academy are all into other mares. And here you are, my younger cousin no less, making out with royalty."
Bell began to blush a deep red, as if roses were sprouting on her cheeks. I smiled at her and kissed her. We laughed until we got back to the library, also my home, remembering the task at hoof. We walked in to see Pyro yelling at Dawn, as he usually does when he feels like yelling. Dawn was just sitting there, taking it as she usually does, with an angered look on her face. Bell saw this and used the same magic on Pyro. Instead of falling asleep, her just shut up right away. He stared off into the distance with a content look on his face, like he was watching a house burn or a really big bon fire (which, ironically, is the name of his fillyfriend. The only one, other than me, who can touch him and not burn to a crisp). Dawn looked at the three of us, not including Twinkle, and asked, "where's Uncle?"
"Same place as Mom and Dad," I responded simply.
"Well, then what are we waiting for?" Pyro asked, back to his old arrogant self, as he tried to jump into the black corner. He became cloaked in a mystical forest green aura, and stopped in mid-air.
"We shouldn't just jump into places we are unprepared for. We need supplies, food and the sort," Bell said, taking charge, "we don't know what's down there, or how long we will be down there, or if we will even come back. But I do know this much: we have to save them, or die trying."
By now, Twinkle had woken up from her peaceful sleep. She heard Bell's speech and immediately after it ended she began bowing. Thunder followed suite, then Pyro, then Dawn. Finally I, too, bowed. She seemed confused about why we were bowing. I knew right then what and I know it now, we were bowing to the future ruler of Equestria.
We went about gathering supplies for a challenge that, no matter how much we prepared for, we would never be ready for. When we finished we met back by the corner. We all (except Pyro) had water and food. Bell had found a 500 foot long rope from Sweet Apple Acres, and a ten foot chain for Pyro. She tied the rope to the chain and had me put the chain on Pyro. She then tied the rope onto a very sturdy pillar that helped keep the library upright. Then she tied it to each of us.
"You never know what could happen," she said when Thunder questioned why she was doing this.
"Everypony ready?" I asked. I looked at the others, who nodded. I looked at Bell, who was tied right behind me, and kissed her, "Three.. Two... One... Go!"
We all jumped into the corner and were instantly consumed by darkness. I felt the rope loosen, then tighten, then loosen again. Finally, we fell to the ground with a painful THUD! When I got up, I couldn't see a thing. But I did feel an overwhelming sense of de-ja-vu.
I ran off into the darker darkness and came into a room that I knew I had been in before. The room was filled with tiny red lights. Every now and then two would go out and instantly flash back on. Thing is, They weren't lights.
Whenever you find yourself surrounded by despair, never give up. Especially when all hope is lost. Never give up hope, never back down. For you may be the last shred of light in this hopeless world of utter darkness.