Animal I Have Become

Continuing with my songfics, here is Animal I Have Become by Three days Grace. This was requested by a visitor by the penname Flashwing. I do not own My Little Pony and I don't own this song.

The darkness of the night seemed more still now than ever. The stars in the sky appeared more dim than before, and the midnight shaded aether was more suffocating. Anyone who looked to the sky that night would have felt that its darkness was closing in on them. Alas, no one was outside to behold the night. Neither were they watching through their windows; instead they were watching the darkness that lay behind their eyelids. The town was caught in the gently rocking hold of sleep, completely oblivious to nocturnal atmosphere above them.

The cause of this could only belong to one such being; the ruler of the night herself: Princess Luna. Not many knew of the existence of the moon goddess for two large reasons. The main focus of the hero goddesses was the ever sparkling Princess Celestia. The eldest sister was the ruler of the sun, its rays seeming to have blessed her countenance. Her fur was the purest of white, outshining even the freshest of fallen snow. Her locks shown in softest of pink, mimicking the sun rise and flowing in its own summer breeze.

When she smiled she brought forht warmth and exuded kindness like no other. Celestia was everything that the townsponies needed after the horrendous reign of Discord. The draconaquues had turned the world upside down and inside out, mant having gone mad from the amount of ataxia. If not for their wonderful sun goddess, the remaing ponies might not have made it. However, there was someone else there that the ponies seemed to have forgotten over time. The larger alicorn had not been alone in her fight with the god of chaos, and was in fact joined by another.

Her younger sister Luna had been by her side, using her nocturnal arcane magic beside her sister's solar energy. When it had happened, and the worst was over, the ponies praised them both, shouting their names in the streets, holding dinners in their honor, anything to please the new rulers. Soon the seasons began to change and, with each passing winter, the memories of Luna began to fade. She had been shy, and had taken to hiding herself within the confines of the castle. By the time she had felt the urge to step outside and grace the subjects with her prescence, it was too late. The generation that had praised her had passed, and the one that took its place looked upon her with fear.

The loneliness seeped through the young ones mind and had shaken her to her core. It had become too much for her, especially when her own sister had refused to see her. Celestia was constantly surrounded by her duties; reforming the country was no easy feet after all. Through everything, however, could she not take even a few minutes to spend talking to her only sister? Was Luna so easily forgotten that even the one being who could live along side her could dismiss her existence with a wave of her hoof? These questions and many more like them are what the younger one asked herself.

Now as the dark blue mare stood upon her balcony, gazing down at the sleeping city below, she felt that it was time. She was finally fed up with this hell that seemed so inescapable. She had tried to gain her sister's attention in hopes that it could lead her out of it, but each time she was denied. Why couldn't Celestia see that she needed help, that she couldn't do this on her own. Luna felt caged inside her own mind and no matter how long she clawed and screamed, she couldn't find a way out. Was there anyone out ther who could free the lunar maiden from her own nightmare, to help reign her in so that she had some chance of remaining sane?

As she sat and thought, wondering what she could do, a voice from within began to speak to her. It told her not to care that they could see her darkside, that she didn't have to change. That she shouldn't change. If they had wanted salvation then they should have at least basked in her night for one time in their miserable lives. Luna shook her head, trying to will such thoughts away. They were busy, they were tired, they had every right to rest through the night didn't they? She desperately needed help now, this... this, animal was trying to take her mind.

It was moral, it wasnt right, this beast couldn't be her, it couldn't be real. Could it? Oh, for the love of all that is good and holy, wasn't there anyone who save her from this monster? She couldn't do it on her own, it was simply too much for one pony to take. The voice that spoke inside of her was her only companion, and recently it was saying this to her that she knew were wrong, but would feel so right. She had tried to lie to herself, trying to say that she was alright whenever one of the day servents would ask her. the day servents; they only saw her when she went to lower the moon to make way for Celestia's sun.

They had never sought her out for any real conversation, almost working mechanically and talking to her as if it was part of their job requirments. For all Luna knew, it probably was. She told them the quickest answer that she could come up with seeing as they probaly wouldn't listen anyway. she was lying to them, and to herself, and it filled her with nothing but anger. An anger that grew to a burning rage that threatened to consume her very being with each passing day. It pushed her to study up on the darkest of magicks, pushed her to train in the arts of combat.

The voice piped up again, saying the same thing it had the last couple of years. She shouldn't care what they thought of her now; let the darkness consume her and guide her to the praise she deserved. No one could change her now, none could tame the animal inside no matter how much love they gave. All Luna would have to do is give in, give in and let her inner demon free to do as it pleased. She still tried to fight it, trying to convince herself that this wasn't her and she shouldn't let this thing take control. Someone... anyone... save her from this nightmare before-

A dark laughter had started to emanate from the young alicorn, a throaty chuckle that steadily grew in volume. Her deep blue coat had begun to take on a rich black tone, and her mane had started to grow more wild. It lashed out as if it were composed of writhing snakes, each one snaping its invisible jaws at the air. Sharp pearly fangs were seen as she unleashed a smile; it spoke of nothing but cruelty and the joys of war. The last straw as when she had raised her head, her dark eyes opening and revealing slitted irises. The laugh was now at its highest peak, it bounced off of the walls and poured from the windows.

Some of the townsfolk had awoken to it, wondering what could make such a demented sound. If only they knew what would be coming, they would have wished to remain asleep. The animal had been set free, its chains being broken and its cage practically exploding open. Taming it had now become impossible and it would usher in a dark hell upon the earth. For the townsponies, and the solar sister, the nightmare would soon become real.

Well, here we go, this was inspired by the song Animal I Have Become by Three Days Grace. I wanted to make a different spin on the fall of Princess Luna and the arrival of Nightmare moon so, here it is. This was also partially inspired by Nero Darkard's Maledictum Insania series which is really awesome so go check that out. Well, until the next one, bye babies, mwah!