Author's Note: Thank you for reading this. Haha

I won't let you hurt her, even if i can't have her, i won't condemn her to a fate with you...

Ahh... a soft spot for the princess still, I'll make sure to kill her first...

"Get your pansy ass out of Bed Right now, DarkLight!" Fuck, flying camp. Hearing the roaring voice of Iron Wings is not comforting in the morning. As i rise out of my bed, I illuminate the room using magic. I see my surroundings, which consist of everything I have frown to love and hate. Same house, same room, same walls; All with images of my childhood. Bed set of the Flyers, same with the wallpaper. I feel the clouds beaneath my hooves. I'm so soick fo these fucking clouds. I was then rudely interrupted from my thoughts, i feel a sharp pain in my horn. "Turn that disgraceful magic off! If it wasn't for Celestia, I'd have that worthless thing off your forehead by now." He let go of my Horn with his hooves at this point, beginning to leave my room " Yeah, fuck you too, Dad." "Watch your mouth boy! If your mom wasn't such a pushover i'd..." "Do what, Father?" "Just finish getting ready you Abomination" After he was out of the doorway, I produced a spell book from underneath my bed, as I needed a way to get to school, and fast. " Ah... a teleportation spell" I read through the transcript as quickly as a could, pronouncing each word with perfection and grace. Along with that spell, I also used a spell to hide my horn. My horn once again illuminated the room, except this time, in a bright flash, then nothing. Before I knew it, I was at Cloudsdale Center.

The spell placed me on a rooftop, overlooking the training arena. "Damn, that thing must be atleast 5 Hooveball fields long." I descended down from the rooftop in one leap, landing in front of a Royal Guard. This guard was different though; he sport all black aromor and had fangs like a serrpent. His wings were also worth mentioning, gainging the appearence of batwings. "Move Peasant."Fuck this guy, I'm bigger than him.Standing my ground, I responded "Blow it out your as..." And before I knew it I was on my ass. The guard shoved me to the ground with great force, which resulted in a herd of 10 of them surronding me. "Stay out of our way, kid. A Royalty is being transported." I looked around, not spotting any pony that looked royal. "You mean the weird ass in the cloak?" I remarked, soon to regret the comment. Two guard ran over to me, trampeling me with great force. After the terror was over, I slowly got up, a crowd forming around us. "Good, you caused a crowd kid. LET THIS BE A WARNING FOR ANY PONY WANTING TO INSULT ROYALTY." The guard kicked me back to the ground scraping my wing. "Fuckings pig, get a real job not being someone's bitch who can never die." I remarked as the guards walked passed me. "Keep talking kid." As the unknown royalty passed me, we made eye contact, even though the cloak was covering her eyes. She was Nightsky blue, with a Moon cutiemark. She wore royal shoes and had flowing hair that sparkled. Her cloke was a matching representation of Star Swirl the Bearded's. I felt the hate I was feeling flow to my face. "That must be NightmareMoon..." I wispered to myself. She sure as hell looks nothing like any pony else described her. She discontinued her stare and walked forward. A few locals then rushed up to assist me up. " Hey kid are you okay?" "Yeah I'm fine thanks." I said, continuing to stare at the fading group.

Churchbells, shit it must be noon, I'm late again. I took flight, cutting off several ponies. "Watch out asshole!" One yelled, but I blocked the angry remarks out. I begain the mile fly to the training area, which took me 10 seconds flat. I saw a huge sign in the middle of the cloud field: FLYER CAMP. Thats me. I began my climb downward, going fast enough to avoid crashing. A few moments later I was appon the group of other ponies. "Next time, fly here 10 minutes before you need to, DarkLight." If there has been a more manchild of a voice, i have not heard it. The blue, arrogant looking mare with rainbow hair; I have never had a bane on any pony for a small reason, until now. She has the voice of an underage club attender, only getting in because of her snark "man" that hit and bailed. "Hey kid, are you alright, your wing is in bad condition." Jesus I hate her voice. Nevertheless, I will try to keep the composure I begain with: "Yes, I'm fine." I replyed back. "Are you sure, I mean..." "I'm fine..." "I mean, we can take you to the..." "CELESTIA, I'M FINE." (Celestia instead of jesus for those wondering). "Don't talk to me like that you little shit, I'll get your ass kicked out of here so fast that..." "Sorry." I quickly inturupted so I did'nt have to hear anymore of this unending bitchiness. "You better be. Anyway, welcome to flying camp, I am RainbowDash, here to teach you advanced flying. I am also here with the Wonderbolt's captin, SpitFire." Rainbow then asked everyone to introduce themselves to eachother, which was very uninteresting. When looking through the crowd, I spotted her again. "NightmareMoon..." I wispered to myself as I glared menecingly at her, which she didn't notice. "Alright, now that ever pony is accustom to each other, we shall measure our wingpower. The average is 8, so don't feel disapointed if you score low. Your here to improve, right? Follow me." RainbowDash said, leading the group of ponys to an open area of sky. A machine sat on one open cloud, about 50 yards away from our position. "Alright, so the jist of this is to start here, and with all your wing strenght only, fly as fast as you can for 50 yards. The machine will measure your speed when flying past, which will give me an idea of how strong you are. I will go first, then Spitfire to show you some higher numbers." RainbowDash lined up and took off. She was quick I admit. The machine's output read: 15, which I admit is pretty high. "Alright, Spitfire" RainbowDash begain. "Show them how its really done" "With pleasure." Spitfire took of at highspeeds, scoring at a 22. "Alright ponys, line up and begin flying." Most ponys scored 5s, 10s, 6s, and the occasional higher 12. "Alright DarkLight, your up." Lets show these ponys how to really do it.
Standing in place, I cleared my mind. I stood for seconds, minutes, hours it seemed. With a flash, I was at the ending in less than a second. Jaws dropped, even Spitfire's. " It reads...89 wing power." "Impossible..." RainbowDash said, glaring at me in awe. Before I knew it, I was on the ground, being pelted with hooves. "NO WAY YOU CAN BEAT ME!" RainbowDash errupted, still pinning me down, beating me. "Get this crazy cunt off of me!" I yelled but it was too late. She hit my invisible horn, which would of caused it to become visible, but instead was inside of my assailant's hoove. Rainbow, distracted from the pain, was pulled off magicly by NightmareMoon. "We command you to still this useless bickery and violence at once!" She ordered. RainbowDash was on the floor, tears and blood spilling onto the cloud. A huge hole where my horn entered was now in existance. I stood up, still dazed by the attacks. "I didn't know he was royalty..." "Oh my god, a horn and wings on a peasent..." Random realating comments also erupted from the group. Fuck, my cover is blown... "Guards, we finally found HIM, capture and detain at once! Don't run fool." Fuck me...

Author's Notes:Chapter 2 In the next 2-8 days. Messege and review at your leisure, any and all ideas accepted. Disclaimer :Don't own MLP:FIM , but enjoy it to great extent.