Nightfall – Part 2
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During another meeting of the U.M.H.P.H.O the unicorns and local magi introduced a Magic image display before the gathered assembly. The image showed the groups stationed in each quadrant of the city. Each member of the group was equipped with a bow and some arrows along with a unicorn present for each spell to take place. Each squad had a communicator in order to receive new orders from command, which was set up in the main dining hall of the castle inside the city. There were the main leaders of each group except the missing leader of the Mincraftians, SilentAnth. He had been replaced with a spirited young lad who told us his name was Gamer. It was a shorted name, and he would spare no other details of it.
It was my idea to split the groups into named squads, as the people and ponies in it would be spending a vast amount of time together. The first group was named Sword, for most of the groups talents lay in the art of the sword or some other form of close quarters combat. The second group was called Shield, for their talents lay in defense of the shield type or magical barriers. The third group was named Spear, for their talents lay in long range weaponry. The last and final group was called Medico; their talents lay in the arts of brewing healing potions or casting healing spells. Each main group was given a main leader, I was given Sword, Shinning Armor was given Shield, Spear went to Gamer and Medico was given to the newest addition to our Captain group, Zecora.
Zecora had joined our Captains when she was found just outside the Hoard Camp. She had been wandering for days before the scouts that we had sent out found her. When I was on the roof after the others had left, she was released from the infirmary and ran into our quiet friend, FrozenFire_. He took her to the lab and the two had remained for some time, brewing up a storm of potions that would make even the best alchemist green with envy. Even I was surprised with what the two had cooked up.
I tapped the quill against the ink pot and sighed. “Alright that’s enough writing for now. Hmmm, just like Twilight said, it is good to keep a record of things.”
A tap at the door alerted me to someone else’s presence. I hummed. “Ah! It’s open!”
The door was caught in a purple glow, Twilight and Steve walked into the room. Looking over my shoulder I grinned at them.
“Oh hey guys! I was just finishing up my writing.”
Twilight raised an eyebrow and Steve folded his arms. “You have taken up writing Admin?”
I scoffed at the statement. “Nah, it’s more like a diary account of events leading up till now. Maybe later on I could get you guys to write your side of the story.” I chuckled to myself.
“What a story all of this will make when it’s all over.”
Steve smiled and nodded his head. “I mean it’s only been a few days since I got here, but for you guys it’s more like almost a year now isn’t it?”
Twilight placed a hoof to her chin in thought. “Actually I think it’s closer to four months now.”
I hummed. “Oh well. It’ll probably be a year by the time this war is over. Probably longer if we can’t find a way back to our respective homes.”
Steve rolled his eyes and I smiled. “Ahhh. Come on Steve, we know this is your home but what about us? Twilight’s got a Library to run in Ponyville and, well Celestia’s got a country to get back to. Speaking of princesses.... I wonder if Luna is here as well. That would be an interesting thought.”
Twilight shifted from side to side. “Actually Admin, I don’t know if it’s common knowledge yet but...”
I laughed and it stopped her from continuing her sentence. “If you’re about to say that you and Steve are an item, then it’s too late. I already know. Probably the entire castle knows to, with the amount of time you two spend together. To be honest Twi’ didn’t take you to like the strong silent type.”
Steve made an ‘are you fucking kidding me face’, which in turn, just caused me to laugh, really, really, loud. All the time Twilight was blushing at my observation skills. Oh well, time to get going.
“Anyway, our group is scheduled for a catch-up in a few minutes, this time with a few new additions. Namely Shining Armor and the princess but that’s about it.”
Twilight cocked her head to the side. “What about the attack tonight. Aren’t you worried?”
“Pssh. I ain’t worried about it. The captains can handle things in our absence, if anything dire comes up; they know where to find us.”
Together Twilight, Steve and myself walked towards the room specially put aside for the group that was originally my own. We walked through the quiet stone brick walls of the castle, occasionally passing a guard pony who would salute as I passed them. Might as well strike up a conversation as we walk, or else this will be too boring.
“So Twi’, do you mind if I ask a question?”
Said mare smiled. “Sure go ahead.”
“What’s life like in Ponyville?”
A small laugh was what I got in return. “Well, life is really quiet.”
I scoffed. “Hey you live in a Library; of course it’s going to be quiet.”
Steve smiled and Twilight continued. “Well.... yes, I do live in a quiet place in Ponyville. But the rest of it is fairly loud, for example Vinyl Scratch’s music in the early mornings usually wakes up half of Ponyville, and that’s just her alarm.”
I suppressed a laugh as we walked, keep it cool man. “Usually it’s quiet. And by quiet I mean nothing exciting really happens. But then again, Ponyville has been sort of a hotspot for weird activity.”
I held a finger up. “Like the return of Discord?”
Twilight blinked twice, and nodded. “Well, yes. Moments like that are when the usual quiet place turns into a really noisy place.”
“Ok then, please continue.” I said whilst nodding. Hmmm looks like Steve is really paying attention to this.
“Well there are normal days in Ponyville,” I gave her a flat look.
“O.K. Mostly normal days, but it’s normal in its own way. Like the day we spent during winter, having a massive snowball fight with all the participants in teams of six. That was the most fun during that winter; afterwards we all went inside for some hot coco.”
She looked up to me when she finished. “What about you, do you have any memories of Sam. Before the whole Herobrine affair, I mean.”
I couldn’t really say what happened then but my vision sort of blurred and a single memory came to mind.....
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“Addie! Addie! Look what I found!”
My brother tore into my room holding a white ball of fluff in his hands, jumping up and down constantly.
I placed the quill down and turned the chair around to face him, an eyebrow raised in question and a smile on my face.
“Oh? What have ya found little bro?”
He held the little fluff ball up to him so I could look at it. “Look Addie! A bunny rabbit, can we keep him? Can we, please?”
A hearty laugh escaped from my lungs, “Hahahahaha, you know what Sammy? Sure! Why not!?” I placed a hand on his shoulder a huge smile on my face.
“We can look after him together!”
My little brother smiled the hugest smile I had ever seen upon his little face. My heart was warm at that moment; a feeling of doing something good came upon my shoulders. He was about to tear off again but I wrapped my arms around him and I placed my little brother on the chair next to me.
“Now now, one moment before you go tearing off to play with your new friend.”
“Awww...”
I smiled and lifted his chin so he looked at me. “Hey no need to frown, he just needs a name!” His mouth opened up into that huge smile I loved to see on Sam’s face.
“OK! What should we name him Addie?!?”
I hummed in thought before thinking up a name. “How about a nice name that suits him, so Snow Flake?”
He giggled and hugged me. “That suits him Addie! Thanks for helping!”
I placed my hand on his head and ruffled his hair. “Ha-ha! No prob’ little man! Now go off and play!”
He ran out holding his newest friend, giggling and laughing all the while....
God I loved that smile.....
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“Ad- are- th?”
“Huh? Did you say something?”
“I said are you there? You kind of zoned out for a bit. Is something wrong?”
I shook my head and felt my checks, feeling the hot tears on them. “N-no Twi’ nothing’s wrong.” I sighed and rubbed my eyes.
“Just remembering some fond memories....”
Yea I still loved that smile....
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A figure sat on a black jeweled throne, a sword that was as black as night lent against the sinister black marble throne. Torches powered by dark magic illuminated the walls. In front of the figure, cupped in the palm of one hand sat a single orb. The orb showed a Castle at night time, surrounded by many a fell beast. It showed holes in the ground where spiders had once dug and busted through to the other side of the Tesla Coils. But the figure wasn’t interested in what was happening outside the castle, with but a thought the image of the castle magnified so that it showed what was happening inside its brightly colored walls.
Spiders of varying shapes and colors raced through the streets, only to be stopped by multicolored shields, then to be bombarded by arrows and killed. The figure did not like this; it did not tolerate failure of any sort, not even from its own subordinates. The figure blinked as each spider was brutally murdered before its eyes; it felt each of their life forces slowly dwindle out of existence. Each and every monster was connected to him and he felt their pain, but did not experience the pain itself.
The figure closed its eyes and sighed, its clawed gauntlet slowly crushing the orb in its hand. Fractures slowly began to appear on the surface of the orb, second by agonizing second passed and slowly, the orb fractured more. The pressure being produced by the figures gauntleted hand was enough to crush an iron bar. The orb could no longer take the pressure being dealt to it and exploded into millions of shards that fell to the black tiled floor below.
The figure raised its hand to its face and frowned, this was wrong it thought. This wasn’t supposed to happen; he was unbeatable, immortal, Godlike and unstoppable. And yet, it had happened. All it took him to realize this was a single shard, no bigger than a pine needle. He watched the shard, fury evident in his gaze. If gazes could burn, then the shard would have vaporized out of existence at that moment. But just like the ones the figure fought, it stayed there defiant, this defiance stood immortal to the tests of time, it stood against the injustice of the world around it.
The figure reached towards the shard with its other hand, and quickly plucked the defiant shard from its finger. The figure’s eyes widened as it saw the dark splotch leave its skin to trail down its hand. It watched with horror as the dark splotch fell from its hand to hit the black tiled floor below. Its hand shook as realization of the true horror of its situation now dawned upon it.
Gods don’t bleed.