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// Chapter 1: Rising 
// 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 1: Rising




The stars shone brightly, sparkling conspicuously in the sky and twinkling in rhythm over the dark lands of Shadowedge. Shadowedge was a distant country near the beloved country of Equestria, the thriving land of earth ponies, unicorns, and pegasi. Unlike Equestria however; Shadowedge is not exactly sun shine and rainbows; it is a dark place, full of forgotten creatures, full of Darksiders. 

The lands of Shadowedge are always dark as night, covered by endless streams of clouds, never to see the light of the sun, however, Shadowedge is not necessarily a gloomy place. On this particular night, Shadowedge was as pretty as it ever was, with lights shining in the dark sky, and auroras swimming overhead, endless rivers of awe and wonder. The clouds flowed gracefully across the starry night, and phoenixes danced about through the air. But the wonder of all wonders lay below all that was above, the great city of Nightingale.

The city was a giant circle of buildings, surrounded by a wall of concrete; it stood magnificently over the grassy plains surrounding it. The great city was quite busy this evening, its citizens traveling to all the different shops and markets, buying assortments of trinkets and essentials. The Library was packed full of readers, and the sauna was filled with relaxing Darksiders. However, the business outside was nothing compared to the inside of the nearby meeting hall; the biggest building in the city, which was a massive storm of argument. Inside were the many members that maintained order and peace in Shadowedge, who were at this moment in a heated argument about the decrease in trade supplies from the neighboring countries.

“This cannot go on,” said Overture; the leader of the high council, who was also the oldest, “We have had a gradual loss in our trading routes with the world, and our old ways of life are just not good enough to keep our lands alive.
“Already our trade supplies are low coming from Mild West, ever since that heated fight with the buffalo,” Umbra continued, Overture’s right hand man, “And they are dropping even further at a gradual rate, we must think of something to stop these conflicts!”
Instantly all of the members started arguing at the same time, some shouting as loud as they could. “Quiet everyone quiet!” Umbra tried to say, “One at a time, ONE AT A TIME!” however; no one was listening to him. It was no use; the whole place was a disaster.

Then suddenly, the halls went quiet, not by Overture, but by the footsteps of another Darksider, on who happened to be late at the moment. His footsteps were loud and echoing, and all eyes were on him as he took his seat. “Dark Heart,” Umbra said, “Your late today, did something happen?” 
Dark Heart was a very ominous looking Darksider among the others, he was a very dark purple with a long cape on, sinister looking you could say, but that’s not to say he’s evil, absolutely not.  In fact, he is one of the most respected Darksiders in all of Shadowedge.
He then began to speak, “Actually,” He said with a smile, “Something did happen, I believe I have finally found a solution that will help the entire country.”
“Oh,” Overture pondered, “And what is this, idea of yours?”
“I’m glad you asked.”

Dark Heart moves to the center of the hall, all eyes continued to follow him, awaiting his speech.
“Ahem, gentlemen, as you already know for the past few years, our trading system has begun to fail us, and no country really trusts us now days.”
There we several voices quietly talking and debating. 
“And even now, the goods we have already are diminishing at a gradual rate, sooner or later we will have nothing left and our lands will perish.”
“But fret not, for I believe I have finally found the solution to all our problems”
“And,” Umbra asked, “What is that answer?”
“That we…. Reform our lost relationship with Equestria,”
At that moment, the hall went into a state of utter hysteria; every Darksider in the room was arguing and shouting, babbling things about danger and fear.

“Quiet, QUIET!” Umbra shouted, the hall then became silent again. “Dark Heart, How could you even think to reform our bonds with them? You know how Equestria feels about us; and we haven’t made contact with them in 2000 years!”
“I know that as well as you do,” Dark Heart continued, “but I believe it is time we finally put the past behind us and become friends with Equestria once again.”
“We need their help, and you must realize that.”
There was a small pause, no one speaking for that one moment, then finally, smiling; Overture spoke “He’s right.”
“What!” Umbra was skeptical, and so were many of the others.
“Let us not forget that 3000 years ago we had a strong bond with Equestria, and that we were at the height of our economy during that time. We just let our selfish pride get in the way of the truth I guess, and that, if we are to prosper again, we must restore the chains we broke so long ago.
“I second the motion,” he said, continuing to smile.
“So do I.” another one said
“Me too,”
Many others then starting to agree with Dark Heart as well and soon the whole entire hall was in cheer for him and his proposal.

“Wait, hold on a second,” Umbra interrupted the cheers, “So everyone agrees with your plan, but how exactly do we pull it off, we can’t just send then a simple message saying that were friends again, it doesn’t work like that!”
“Ah, I’m glad you asked,” Dark Heart was feeling very confident in his message, “If we are to reform with Equestria, we must know if they have changed their ways, and that there is no reason for them to fear us anymore.”
“How would we do that?”
“It’s simple; I propose that we send one of our very own Darksiders into Equestria!”
“What!” Umbra shouted.
“Yes, we will send one of our own to record observations in Equestria, and then he or she will come back and show us if the results are good at all.”
Several members gasped, and the halls became really loud again.
“Send one of our own?” One shouted
“How could we possibly do that?” another asked.
“What would we do?!”
“Who should we send?!”

“ENOUGH!!” Umbra shouted as loud as he could. The whole room became silent once again. “What you are proposing is a very risky move Dark Heart, sending one of our own into Equestria is dangerous and could cause even more harm to our already failing economy, and even if we do agree with this, who could be brave enough to step foot in Equestria?”
“I thought you’d never ask,” Dark Heart continued to smile, “There is only one Darksider who we all know is the perfect one for this task, the one who will indefinitely save our country,”
“Who?!” they all shouted anxiously.
“Why, our one and only Blackmoore.”

The hall was in an absolute rage, there was complaining and worries through the many speeches echoing through the room. It took nearly forever for Overture and Umbra to calm everyone down. The room was silent once again, and Umbra soon broke the silence.
“Dark Heart, I used to think you were a wise Darksider, but know I am beginning to even question your common sense, we cannot, I repeat, cannot send Blackmoore to do this task. How could you even think of such a foolish idea?!”
Dark Heart paused for a moment “Listen well my friends, if we are to ever make peace with Equestria, we must have the cooperation of everyone in Shadowedge, and that includes Blackmoore.”
The others groaned and mumbled amongst themselves.
“And you allow him to do the job, and everything works out, then there could be a change in him as well.”
The members were puzzled at his sentence.
“What do you mean by that?” One asked, impatient for an answer.
“I’m saying that if Equestria really has changed, then the ponies might be able to change the personal views of Blackmoore, he could just become the friendliest Darksider in Shadowedge if possible.”
The halls became filled with small talk once again.
“Overture, what do you say?” Umbra asked him, curious for his answer.
Overture though long and hard, puzzled on what the best decision should be, and then finally after what seemed like eternity, he spoke.

“I…. know that Blackmoore has been very difficult with us, I should know, he does not trust me all the time, and always speaks out against Equestria after what happened to him during the war. However, if we are to ever get back our friendship with Equestria, we need Blackmoore to get back his faith in love and kindness, instead of the bitterness currently in his shriveled heart.”
“We live in very difficult times right now, and I see no other way to help my city or the rest of Shadowedge, so I suppose we will have to do what is truly best for us.”
“So be it, Blackmoore shall take on this task of learning the nature of Equestria today, all those in favor, raise your hands now,”
Not one single Darksider kept their hand down; they were all raised high in the air, moved by Overtures confidence. They all had faith in their leader, and were not ready to let him down yet.
“Dark Heart, I want you to go fetch Blackmoore, tell him of the news and make sure you do it in the best way possible, we don’t want him to be anymore disturbed than he currently is.”
“If he refuses, tell there will be consequences if he does not comply, and…. That he would be doing this for his people.
Dark Heart bowed to his leader, “I shall go at once Overture,” And with that he was out faster than anyone could even blink.
“Umbra, bring out some paper and a pen, I shall write a letter to her royal highness; Princess Celestia at once, letting her know of our plan,” Umbra nodded and left behind the stands. Overture adjourned the meeting, and soon all the council members were gone as well.

All alone in his seat, Overture silently thought to himself “I haven’t written her a letter in so long,” He felt a little concerned by thinking about it, “I hope, that she still remembers who I am.”