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The Nightmare That Came From Above - Vinyl-ScratchDJ17



She may hate me now, but I think she'll come around after a while

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First Night

Author's Note:

Behold! The over use of the letter w!!!! Also, I've had people asking why isn't discord the strongest? Well, di Discord make one battle last a thousand years? And Sombra? Beaten by fucking SPIKE! Chrysalis is pretty bad ass, but her army of lings did nothing to slow the mane 6 down really. So in my opinion, Nightmare Moon is the strongest!

"NNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO," screamed Nightmare moon. Her once confident and evil manner, changed to that of pure terror while the illuminating beam of rainbow colored energy slammed down upon her, enveloping her within its magic.

Pain was all the villianous mare felt as she felt herself being torn away from the body of her host; Princess Luna. Her screams of pain faded out like an echo throughout the room as her body dissipated into nothing. With whatever little fight she had left, she clung to Luna, knowing it was futile, and soon she was gone. It was finally over. After a thousand years, Luna had finally been freed from the evils that had consumed her, as she now lay on the cold tiled floor.

What about Nightmare Moon?

The blast of the most powerful magic to exist, exiled the broken mare back to space from whence she came. She was left a mere glimmer of life, unconscious, barely breathing.

*****

"Darn it, Goldie! Give me back my hat! I can't go out there without my hat!" I yelled as I chased my golden retriever throught the hose, trying desperately to get my hat back.

The pup was unrelenting in returning it to me, thus leaving me helpless in chasing her through the house. Everytime I thought I had her ,she'd just slip through my defenses. My defenses being my legs in which she'd run between to get around me. It wasn't until after ten minutes or so of running through the entire house, and the loss of breath she returned it to me. I sit panting much like a dog, ignoring the irony of it, as I tried to fill my burning lungs with oxygen.

The back of my throat was sore, dry and raspy, which felt rather uncomfortable in my opinion. Goldie lay on her back with her front paws close to her chest, expecting a belly rub after she nearly killed me. With a rll of my eyes I knelt down, running my hand up and down her abdomen. She panted heavily with her tongue sticking out of her mouth, drips of her slobber dripping onto the white carpet.

I couldn't help but smile since she was still young, close to reaching her full hieght. In a sudden instant, Goldie jumped to all fours and onto the couch where she began barking out the window.

"Silly girl. What are you barking at besides the trees?" I asked, curious to see what could be out there. High in the sky was what looked like a comet, moving fast and descending rapidly in the distance. It's illuminating light filled the room, blinding me slightly as it appeared to be coming closer, and closer. I had to wince my eyes, shielding them with an arm to see, while Goldie kept barking. I watched as it came to crash withen the trees with a bright flash, blinding me inits white light. I heard Goldie barking still as she darted down the hall.

"Goldie, get back here!" I called out to her. I sighed as I would have to bring the chasing outside of the house, late at night, and blinded. The sound of her doggie door opening and closing is what told me she had ran outisde. I blinked several times as an attempt to regain my ability to see, which was a slow, but profitable process. "Goldie!" I called out again. Her barking became more faint as she ran off for the trees, obviously in the direction which the comet crashed.

Finally I could see again, and once again I gave chase after my dog.

Through the trees and underbrush I went, hardly being able to keep up with Goldie, who's barking became finter and fainter. At least the full moon gave enough light to make out genreral shapes of trees, rocks and logs along the way. The tall and leaveless trees, and snow on the ground (or what little of it) made me feel as if I were in Undertale, but sadly, the punny Sans won't be showing his face. Even if he was here, there still wouldn't be a face to be shown! Me and my puns, I'm such a bonehead.

I rolled my eyes at my unusual humerous antics, as I continued to run.

Not too long later, I finally arrived at the crash site of the comet. Trees were blown down, and sizzling smoke as well as the whimpering of Goldie were what I hear as I approached. In the center of it all there was a large area where the snow had been melted, thirty feet in length I'm guessing, exposing the dirt beneath it. Goldie lay curled up round something, whimpering as she licked the object.

"Goldie! Get away from there!" I scolded. Being the loyal dog she was, she sauntered over to me with her head low.

I moved forward towards the object. In hat little light there was, I couldn't make it out. I knelt down by it, and ulled my phone from my pocket. I turned the camera and began to examine the object. My findings left me dizzy and light headed, giving the possibility oh suddenly losing my sanity. Before me lay a bruised and slightly breathing Nightmare Moon. Only...she's a filly.

I blinked several times, rubbing them, pinching myself, and slapping myself, thinking this has to be a dream, but her body remained. She was unconscious, breathing slowly, and I was left with a choice. Leave her, or take her.

Being a brony, I knew pretty much all there needed to be known about the show. Even little things like the fact the voice actor for Derpy does Luna as well, and whenerv there were a crowd of ponies, I would pause the film, and count all the Lyra's. I knew how Discord was beaten sitting in a chair, Sombra by Spike, Chrysalis ran, and Nightmare Moon by the mane six. There were other rivals and antgonists like Starlight Glimmer, Trixie Lulamoon, Lightning Dust, Sunset Shimmer, other Twilight, and the Dazzlings. But none of them were as powerful as Nightmare Moon, and now she lay right here, living and breathing.

Being a pony made me want to scoop her u and give her loving cuddles, but it so happens to be that thi spony was a ruthless villian, which made me think otherwise. I had clenched my fists, hoping to release some stress from the premise of the current situation I here find myself being involved in.

Slowly and shakidly I reached a hand out to touch the filly, heat radiating from her body due to the crash. Even for an almost unstopable being, a crash like that should have left her dead on impact, let alone sliding a good thirty feet, and now on a very temperature. My hand made contact with her warm body, of which still adorned her metal armour, that somehow formed itself to fit her much smaller body.

My breathing accelerated as I contemplated bringing her home. I wasn't the kind of guy to let somebody die, whether it was a person, an animal, or in some cases, even instects. Nightmare Moon was a whole different ball game. What if he were to try and take over Earth!? Tears welled up in my eyes as many thoughts raced through my head at speeds I couldn't imagine possible.

I slowed my breathing to try and put my mind at ease, so I could think more clearly. The filly before me would be a surprise to survive the night if I leave her here, but what would that make me? I'd be just as bad as her. She tormented and frightened, but she never killed a single life. Maybe there's a way I could show her another way besides taking over?

I let out a sigh as I made my deciion. Slowly an carefully, i lifted Moon into my arms and began walking home, but at a rather fast pace. The black filly lay unconscious still, unmoving and hardly breathing. As of now, her life depends on me to help her survive. Cal me crazy, but I will not let myself be accountable o somebody's death. Even Nightmare Moon's.

Back at the house I had just finished dressing Moon with bandages, and an icepack over her head. She was still asleep, and now lay on my bed, with Goldie watching after her. I sat out on the couch, asking myself what the hell I just did. I took in Nightmare Moon of all ponies, the true god of power and destruction since even Celestia in Solar Flare form I think it was stood no chance. The miasma swallowed Luna up, and thus, the filly in my bed was born.

Right now, I only fear when she might wake up. I sure hope she doesn't kill me.

I let out a heavy sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose in my fingers. I couldn't help but think of the "My Little Dashie" movie, how cute and lovey dovey it was up until the end. I don't think this is goung to go anything like that. I bet the first thing she's gonna do when she wakes is blast a hole in a wall or something.

I ought to go check on her.

With a small heave, I lifted myself from the couch and made my way up the stairs, stopping only to frown at the picture of my parents. My mom I never knew, since she died giving birth to me due to bloodloss from having a c-section. My dad has been an emotional reck all his life since then, which meant he couldn't take care of me, and I had been put in foster care.

It was a hard first ten or so years of my life, but I managed.

I took in a deep breath as I opened the door and entered my room where Moon Lay on her back, sleeping peacefully. I had taken her armour off when I bandaged her, and even cleaned it for her. Her armour now sat on the nightstand next to my bed. I have to say, for a villian, Moon is rather adorable as a filly, which enticed a small smile to form upon my lips. Goldie lay next to Moon, licking her cheek now and again, showing she really cared. She doesn't know about Moon's origins. the only thing she knows is that she's hurt and has devoted herself to care for the filly.

I sat down on the bed, wondering how I should go about taking care of Moon. All I know of her is that she's evil and wanted to rule Equestria in a never night. But how she is as a person, what she likes, doesn't like are mostly unknown. What does she prefer to eat? How can I possibly get along with her enough to not want to kill me?

Guess I shall have to find out later.

Slowly I reached for the icepack upon her head since it was probably warm as of now. I kept my breathing slow and silent as I inched closer, and closer to the pack, beads of sweat rolling down my face. I made contact.

Her eyes shot open. She studdied my arm as I suddenly found myself frozen in place. Her eyes followed my arm, up to my face.

"Who awre yo-" Moon began, but stopped short for some reason. She then gazed upon her body with wide eyes. Immediately I drew my arm back, stilling a giggle as the icepack fell from her head. "I'M A FIWWY!?!?" she shouted, scaring Goldie who retreated to my side.

In an instant, she jumped to all fours glaring at me.

"You did this, didn't you!?" She hisses, her slitted eyes slightly glowing.

My lip quivered as I tried to form words but got only as much as a stutter.

"Who are you, where am I and why did you do this to me!?" Moon roared, using the royal Canterlot voice, which resulted in me stumbling back and falling to my bum against the wall. I watched as the tip of her horn began to glow a light teal color, filling the dark room with a dim light.

"I...I-I I am Jacob Hemmings, a-and you're currently in m-my home...My dog found you like that in the woods!" I choked out. "I...i took you in...and patched up your cuts...f-from what I could tell, you wouldn't have survived the night out there..."

"Lies! Do you know who I am, peasant!? I am Nightmawe moon, wuler of Equestira and queen of the night!" She declared, flaring her wings, cackling viciously. She smirked at me. "Die!"

She gave a sly smile as she shot a blue beam of energy at me, hitting me in the chest before I could react. I only had time to close my eyes in preperation for the impact. It gave a small shock, coursing through my body. I've felt what it's like to be shot by a tazer, since I volunteered one time to let the police force test a new tazer on me for fifty bucks. Moon's beam I assume was meant to kill me was only a fraction of the power of said tazer.

I was confused by this, feeling unharmed except for a small shock that was over rather quickly. I looked up angrily at Moon, who had begun to stumble. The second she fell forward,I leapt forward to catch her in my arms before she fell from the bed. I let out a sigh as she landed on her back in my arms. She looked up at me, confused just as much as I was.

"Th-that was supposed to bwow you into a miwwion pieces...how did you stop it?" Moon asked tiredly with half lidded eyes.

I let out a soft sigh. "You're weak, okay? What i told you was the truth. If it wasn't for me, you'd be dead, so instead of trying to kill me, you should be thanking me." I replied bluntly.

Nightmare Moon scoffed in response. "Save me your pitiful whimpewing, for I am in no mood for it."

"Well, Mrs. Fails a Lot," I began hysterically, for a dramatic impule in a funny way. "I'm not in th emood to be saving somepony's life, only for said pony to be homicidal to me."

I smirked as I stood, still holding Moon in my arms who growled at me.

"I'd hit you squawe in the face right now...but I'm too weak. The least you could do is put me down," she whined, looking away.

I chuckled slightly. "Don't worry, I'll put you down." I said in a sly tone as I approached the back door, opening it. "Right out here, where you can scamper off, and try to find some sort of other shelter."

"Wait! You can't do this to me!"

I smiled at her as I closed the door. I turned around to see Goldie standing there wagging her tail.

"Let me in or I'll bwow your houwse up!" Moon yelled through the door, knocking on it.

"Funny, how you could barely shock me!"

Silence.

"You still there?" I asked, and I could swear to go, I heard a small sniffle.

"C-can I come back in? I...I'm sorry! It's cold out here, and I can hawdly stand...I can't make it ouwt here on my own! Pwease let me in!"

I smiled, opening the door. "That's all I wanted to hear."

She glared up at me. "You're mean!"

"I try," I chuckled as I lifted her up again. "Now, may I try to change your icepack without being shot at?"

"Fine, but once I get my powers back, I'm bwasting you." She crossed her forelegs as i grabbed another icepack from the freezer part of the refrigerator in the kitchen.

I simply rolled my eyes. "Unless you want me to leave you out there again, I suggest you quit the life threats.

Moon stayed quiet as I wrapped the icepack in a towel and placed it on her head.

"Now, its late and I need to go to bed for work tomorrow." I yawned as I once again went up the stairs, and into the guest bedroom witn only a bed in it, since I live alone, and is there for anybody who stays the night.

"I can tell this isn't going to be fun or easy." Moon deadpanned, giving off a soft yawn as well as I laid her down and covered her with the blankets.

"At least that's once thign we can agree on." i smirkd as I placed the icepack on her head. I turned about to leave until,

"Can you weave the wight on for me? Like a nightwight?" Moon asked with pleading eyes.

I let out a long sigh. "You, the queen of the night doesn't like the dark?"

She shook her head blushing beet red. "I just don't like it when it's pitch black..."

I facepalmed. "Alright. I'll leave the hall light on since i don't have a nightlight, and I'll leave your door a bit open." I replied as I began to leave the room.

"And thanks for saving my life. I won't try to kill you as much..."

I gave a roll of my eyes. "Whatever works for you, your majesty," I laughed a bit hysterically, shutting off the light as I left the room.

With sleep quickly creeping up on me, I sank down into my bed once in my room, Goldie right net to me like usual.

I couldn't help but have a little laugh at my first experience around the infamous Nightmare Moon. Maybe this won't be so bad after all, since she can't do me any harm. I smiled and closed my eyes, eager to see what the following morning holds in store for me.