It was a dark and gloomy night at the Vatican.
My fellow templar had all turned in for the night but some thing did not feel right… I heard whispering… at first I thought it was the pope but when I checked his chambers he was sound asleep. Worried that some one had broken in I readied my blade and patrolled the halls searching for the possible intruder. Around midnight I heard a piercing scream. I immediately rushed to its point of origin I was met with a horrifying sight… the room was covered in an even coat of blood but there was no body. Immediately I went to rouse my brothers but I heard the floor creak behind me I whipped around to face what ever had caused the floor to creak with my sword drawn and my shield up but nothing was there… shortly after sheathing my blade and stowing my shield the floor creaked behind me again and again I turned ready to fight and again nothing was there… sheathing my blade and stowing my shield for a second time I continued down the hall until I heard that same damned creak whipping about I drew my sword and there it stood its face… it had none… its body was constantly shifting until it was a reflection of my self… then it struck…a violent conflict ensued blow after blow the creature battered my defense until it shattered. I swung with my broad sword in an attempt to drive the beast off but that only seemed to anger it as it struck again this time with many black tendrils I managed to hack off one or two but as soon as the first hit the world went dark and I felt as if I where falling through the air.
A/N: ok this is my first mlp story attempt so please no flames or I will use them to burn parasprites.