//------------------------------// // Chapter 2: Memories // Story: My Little Pony: Darksiders // by colorbrush94 //------------------------------// “colorbrush94” presents: -------------------------------- My Little Pony: Darksiders --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter 2: Memories It was finally over, Discord had been defeated, and Equestria was at peace once again. Millions of ponies, from Fillydelphia all the way to Canterlot were celebrating the victory of Twilight Sparkle and her friends. No party was more magnificent than the celebration, not even the previous Grand Galloping Gala. Soon though, the hour became late, and the grand celebration died down as well, until only Princess Celestia, the great ruler of Equestria herself, was all alone at her throne. She felt exhausted from all the celebrating, and finally decided to retire to her room, and let her sister Luna control the night, as she did so long ago. Celestia felt so tired, her eyes felt heavy on her, and her body felt so weak, all she wanted to do was now sleep under the beautiful stars. She blew out the candles on the mantle piece, leaving the room a peaceful dark, and soon drifted off to her dreams, dreams of happiness and hope. Celestia smiled warmly as she rested on her bed, feeling comfort that she felt had been lost for so long, now that evil was put back in its place at last; she could rule her kingdom without anymore worry. But that did not last very long, something woke Celestia up with surprised eyes. Entering her room, was a scroll of paper, with a strange dark aura around it, something she had never seen, or remember ever seeing. The scroll landed gently next to her side and just sat there, the aura had vanished from the scroll. Celestia grabbed the nearest candle, lit it, and unraveled the scroll, curious as to who would send a letter at this time of night. However, just as she started reading it, she was in an absolute state of disbelief. Her eyes continued to stay wide as she read it, over and over again, trying to grasp the reality that letter had given her. "I.... I don't believe it, it's been so long....," She was really unsure of what to make of it, she pondered and ponder for what seemed like a fortnight. Finally, she felt she could not do anything at the moment, and besides that, she could not do it alone, she needed help, " I'll inform this to Twilight first thing in the morning, I will need her help for something as important as this." And with that, she closed the note, but found it difficult to get back to sleep. "To think, after all these years....," She thought to herself, but soon her eyes became weary again, and she drifted back to sleep. The countryside of Shadowedge was absolutely beautiful, with tall grass of lush green and trees flowing in the gentle wind. It was so peaceful out there, not a single sound but the wind could be heard, and the stars in the sky glowed so perfectly in the sky. It couldn't have been a more perfect place for a lone Darksider who resided in the fields This Darksider was different from all the others, but not much different. He was tall, well built, slim, and muscular. He had an old trench coat as his only clothes, which was torn and ragged, and looked much older than he did, but he didn't mind, he loved that trench coat, and never bothered to throw it away. What was different about him was that he was all alone, out there in complete solitude, but he didn't mind, he wanted to be alone, he didn't need anybody but himself and his own life. He was a arrogant Darksider, never wanting to listening to what anyone says or does, he only wanted what he wanted, and that was no one's judgment. He never had any friends either, he felt he never needed friends, and he never did. He was outside during this time, just lazying on his cushioned chair under the stars in the sky, his figure so still and silent you would think he was a statue. However, his rest did not last forever, as the Darksider's keen ears heard the distant footsteps of another, someone who happened to be coming closer, and who also happened to be looking for him. "Blackmoore?!" The distant figure called out to the Darksider. It was Dark Heart, still following his orders to summon Blackmoore to the council, thankfully for Dark Heart he still remembered where Blackmoore live, after all, he knew no one else who lived out in the grass lands. Blackmoore groggily opened his eyes to see Dark Heart arriving at his doorstep, his eyes quickly changed from sleepy to annoyed, he knew right then and there that something bad (to him at least) was going to happen. "Blackmoore," He lifted himself off of his seat, and spoke in a deep and dark voice. "Yes?" He asked, not surprised by his presence. "Its been a while my...." "Don't even think about saying it," Blackmoore was clearly not in the mood for kindness. "Oh.... well, it has been a while." "Yes, it has," "But I am not here for idol chit chat, I am here on very important business, concerning you." "Oh really? " he said in a sarcastic tone "And what sort of business is that?" "The council...." "The council, it's always the council isn't it!" Dark Heart was not amused "Yes.... the council.... needs your help Blackmoore." "HA, need my.... wait, did you say need my help?" "Yes." At that moment Blackmoore changed from annoyed to curious in an instant, the council asking for his help? This had never happened to him before, he was always pushed out of any subject involving the high expectations and demands of the city, that especially meant any social contact with other countries. "Why would they need my help, they know I want no business with them, and I certainly will not help that old fool Overture!" Dark Heart paused for a moment, he understood why Blackmoore hated the council, everybody knew it, because according to him, it was being run by some "peace loving, spiky headed suck up", or Overture in this case. "Blackmoore, I understand why you have tensions against him, but he was just doing what was best for us in the war." "He betrayed us and SOLD US ALL OUT!!!" Blackmoore was very angry now "What was best for us, what a ridiculous statement." "We would have lost everything he he had not switched sides!" "WE WOULD HAVE WON, if Overture hadn't switched sides, instead we lost everything and gained nothing!" "And even if we did win, what would we have achieved?" Blackmoore paused at that sentence. "We would have gained nothing from our victory, we lost so much in that war, the outcome would not have changed that, and you know it." Blackmoore was getting impatient, he was not in the mood for more conversing, and he certainly was not in the mood to retaliate an answer, so he decided to quickly change the subject and get to the main point. "hmph.... Why is the council asking for my help?" "Ah.... yes, well....," Dark Heart stuttered, "The council...." "Yes?" ".... The council.... wants to reform with Equestria." At that moment, Blackmoore was in a state of utter shock, he had a hard time grasping the reality of the situation. "What...... when did they...." "Just today, only a few hours ago." Dark Heart could see the anger swelling up in Blackmoore, he had to calm him down somehow. "Listen to me, I know you hate Equestria, and I don't blame you, they did ruin nearly half of our nation, but this isn't about them it's about us." "Our economy is dwindling, nobody trusts us because of what we brought about, and we need to help save our country, and the only way to do that is to become friends with Equestria once again. We can't let our people wither away into history so cruelly, you don't want that do you?" Blackmoore despised Equestria, he despised it the most in the whole world, he also despised the but as much as he despised it, he despised even more the thought of his race disappearing into the dust, without anything or anyone to rely on, there was no way he would let that happen. In only a short time to think he realized he had no choice, he had to help Shadowedge reform with Equestria, it was the only way. "Sigh.... alright, I.... I will help you guys reform with Equestria," Blackmoore reluctantly answered "As much as I hate it I don't the the consequences if I don't. I will do.... what the council asks of me." "That's good to hear Blackmoore," "So what exactly are we doing?" "Well....," Dark Heart was silent for a moment, "Listen closely, we are going to send one of our own into Equestria for a few days, while he is there he will observe the citizens of their behavior and life style, and when he comes back we will see if the results are exceptional." "What, really!" "Yes, we find that it would be better if we observed them up close." "Okay." "While he is their the ponies will also be observe our Darksider, to see if we have changed our ways, and if the results from them are exceptional, then we will be able to reach an agreement. "So that's all that's going to happen?" "Yes, but it won't be as simple as you think." "I don't think it would be that hard, what with the considerable amount of softies we have in this country, but who exactly is the poor sap we are sending, I bet it's Hazy, he's always been the scape goat for missions." "No it's not Hazy." "Then who is it?" "That's what I mean by "it's not simple"." "What do you...." "It's.... it's you." "What?" Blackmoore was completely confused. "We are.... sending you.... to Equestria.