I'm in the dark. Nowhere to go. Wherever I turn, there is only more darkness. If I close my eyes, I can feel it growing. It's coming closer I can feel it. It's twisted, sick vines of fear and hate edged ever so close. Banishing any light.

Light.

I scream for it's golden glow. It's warm, gentle touch upon my blue fur.

Yet, I feel cold. The nightmares are drawing closer to me. I can hear them. Shrieking my name. I yell at them. Telling them to go away. But it get's drowned out by those awful shrieks.

I am running. Running away from this dreadful place.

I scream and shout.
"There is! There is always a way out!!"

I'm denying the truth. I'm just so desperate. I stand completely still as I hear a familiar voice. Echoing around the darkness.

"...unaaa!!"

I heard it!! I heard her!! I knew it!! I knew she'll come for me!!"

"Lunnaa!!"

I open my mouth to reply to her. To call out to her. However, no words come out. I decide to run. Not away, but towards her voice. Her magnificent, silky voice.

Luunnnaaa!!"

Yes, Yes!! I'm right here! Help me!! Get me out of this place!! Please help me!! Tears are brimming my eyes as I began to smile. I'm finally getting out of here. She's going to take me back into the light.

Suddenly...it stops. It's quiet again. I can no longer hear her smooth as honey voice. I slow down. Panting as my lungs grasp for air. I flutter my wings and jump as I try to find her. My light blue shoes clinking against the dark floor. I no longer feel happy. I no longer feel anything. My body feels nothing. No warmth. No pain. No nothing. Just an ice cold tingle from the depth of wherever this is.

I shouldn't have got my hopes so high. I knew it was too good to be true. She left me. She ignored me. I wasn't important enough for her. She turned her musk rose eyes away from me. From me! Her own sister! We should be ruling the kingdom together. In perfect harmony. But everyone praises her. As if I don't exist. They all cheer and play through her beautiful day, but sleep and shun through my night. My night is as magnificent as her day. Maybe even more magical. With my countless jewels sparkling on a blanket of indigo, black and midnight blue. And the centrepiece of it all, the moon. My glorious moon. Shining down a soft yet bright glow onto our delightful subjects.

But they all ignore it. They all ignore me.

I slump to the floor. Sitting alone in the darkness. My navy blue wings twitching and fluttering. They're coming again. I felt their eerie presence as I cried for her.

I am so alone.

They all betrayed me. My 'friends'. My loved ones. My sister. I was ever so loyal to them all. But they don't give any in return.

My long horn lights with a dim glow from my aura. And my tiny black tiara hovers in front of my aquamarine eyes. I stare at the small object. Hoping that I'll see her face shine in the reflection. Yet, I see nothing. Nothing but a small glowing symbol. I place my hoof upon the crescent moon. I feel a cold, wet liquid streaming down my fear riddened face. I can feel something happening inside. Something growing rapidly.

The ponies of the land. The ones who abandoned me. The ones who ignored me. They'll pay. They'll all pay. They will love my night. They will love the dear moon that I raise at every sunset and lower at every sunrise. But now, there will no longer be a sunrise or sunset. For the land shall be plunged into eternal night. Into eternal darkness. To feel the same cold, emptiness I feel.

I toss my petite tiara, my princess-hood, behind me. To be enveloped into the darkness. I suddenly feel something powerful. Something strong. Like a giant burst of magic. I was the goddess of the night. Ignored for all my life as my 'loyal subjects' slumbered through my work of art. Pish-posh to the sun goddess. It's my time to shine.

I rise to my hooves. But as I stand, a mist surrounds me. It feels nice. It spins around me before dispersing. Leaving a set of deep silver, yet feminine armour on me. Tall hoof shoes, and large necklace replaced my original jewellery. And instead of my pathetic tiara, adorned a beautiful and elegant helmet. Engraved with swirls, stars and moons. Power erupts throughout me. The darkness begins to cheer. Begins to beg for me to rule. The nightmares are good. So good to me. I don't know why I didn't turn to the darkness before. I can finally make her proud of me. I can show her that I'm not some weakling. I can show her that I am important. I can feel magic coating me. I can feel myself grow and change. My usually blue coat is now deep and deadly black. My sparkling blue plasma hair grows and grows.

The darkness follows in my hoof-steps. Chanting my name. Wait!! My new name. A name that is powerful and shrieks terror upon others. I will have power. And everyone will love me.

I will no longer be alone.

I'll be praised by thousands for controlling moon and overpowering my sister. And they'll all be singing my name in delight. All thanks to the nightmares and darkness.

I am no longer Ruler of the night. Younger sister of Princess Celestia. I am no longer the weak pony princess I was. I am Queen of nightmares. Ruler of eternal darkness. I am no longer Princess Luna. For now I am,

Author's Notes:

Just a quick short story. It was an English essay. For we were to write a short story based on the themes of anger, loneliness, frustration, fear and something else. So why not ponies? And why not Luna? She fits the character perfectly.