............"Wake up son," DarkHeart's eyes flung open as he heard his mother's voice speaking to him," there's still one more thing you have to do to be officially be called the new guardian." DarkHeart was back on his feet by this point, looking around trying to decipher where he was.

" Mom, dad where are you guys; and what is this place." DarkHeart asked while he was looking around and taking note of his surroundings noting that where ever he was, it looked as though it was some kind of arena.

" We are still in the house where we held the ceremony, but that's not important right now what's important is that you know that right now you are within the the Heart of Light at this very moment," Star Dust explained, DarkHeart tried to locate where his mother from where ever her voice was coming from, but found it impossible because it sounded as though her voice was coming from everywhere.

" What do you mean I'm in the Heart of Light, and why exactly am I here for anyway?" He was trying to make sense of his situation, but couldn't considering the fact that he had blacked out momentarily after the pledge was completed.

" I mean you are in a reality that the amulet has crafted so as to test you and your ability to actually protect it." This just help to confuse DarkHeart even further about what was going on. He thought that once he took the that was that, he doesn't remember hearing his mom saying anything about a test.

" Test me, but I thought all had to do was take the pledge of the guardian and I would be the new protector, you never mentioned that I would have to take a test!"

" It's the initiation DarkHeart and of course I didn't mention it that's against the ceremony, this is the initiation and as a part of the ceremony it's suppose to remain a secret to those who hope to become the new Guardian of the Heart until after the pledge has been spoken," Star Dust said trying to help DarkHeart understand what exactly it is he will be doing. " The initiation was given to everyone in our family that has wanted to be guardian so as to prove that they are capable enough to protect the amulet. But I wouldn't worry if I were you, DarkHeart everyone that has taken it has passed which means you should get through with no problems what so ever considering you're the only one in our family that has actually dedicated all their time in the hopes of being the able to inherit the responsibility of protect the heart." Star Dust definitely sounded confident in what she had just said.

"Well, okay then mom if you really think I'll be able to power through this then I'm ready to start this thing."

Just as DarkHeart had finished saying that the earth started to tremble beneath his feet and, what sounded like tremendous foot steps, going towards him. In a matter of moments he saw what it was that was causing the ground to quake as a giant stone changeling golem came stomping into the arena, immediately taking notice to DarkHeart, peering down at him with its glowing gold eyes and appeared to be sizing up its opponent, and judging by what was probably a smirk across its face, it wasn't all that impressed with DarkHeart's form.

Star Dust and Lucky Streak had been watching from a magical window that resonated over the amulet; they were both watching intently as their son was getting into a fighting stance, preparing to begin his battle with the very kind of creature that would benefit the most from the power of the heart and so therefore the most likely foe he would have to learn how to fight more than any other creature that he is liking to run into. The two of them had confidence that their son would pass his test and succeed in making one of his dreams a reality, but even so they don't want to miss the action that was about to ensue right in front of their eyes. Though thoughts from earlier were starting to surface to the forefront of their minds, they both felt that they should know who the mysterious stallion should be, but it would have seemed as though his identity has slipped from their minds and the fact that neither of knew who he was but they had the feeling that they did was going to drive them crazy if they didn't figure it out soon. But even so, right now they had more important matters at hand, and that was watching their son finally get something that he's wished for for so long now and maybe even possibly finding out what his true destiny was.

DarkHeart was standing there in his signature fighting stance ready to take on the behemoth in front of him, waiting for it to make the first strike, hoping that this creature can put up fight more than those bullies that were picking on him for not having a cutiemark. As the memories of that day had played through his head the golem was suddenly enveloped in a green flame that soon dissipated and left behind an ursa major that looked like it wanted something to squish something, something that soft, fleshy, and would splat the moment it make contact with a hard surface.

As DarkHeart stood there, staring at the creature that had just appeared before him, the Ursa lunged at him with its claws ready to tear into him. Brought out of his stupor from seeing the massive beast launching itself into the air and towards him, DarkHeart quickly went to move out of its path, just centimeters from getting a gigantic claw getting embedded into his chest. After he was safely out of the way DarkHeart called upon his magic, enveloping his horn and arms with a crimson aura, channeling it for a massively powerful uppercut into the Ursa's jaw, sending in spiraling onto its back. DarkHeart quickly start to plant a barrage of attacks upon the creature, attacking its arms, firing magical bolts of lighting at the legs as a way to keep it from jumping into the air again, and finally using magically fueled punches and kicks into the creature head and abdomen to further injure the creature. Dodging any counterattacks from the Ursa, DarkHeart kept at his attacks for the next ten minutes until he felt as though the poor creature had deserved enough of a beating from him, he stopped his assaults on it and looked at the damage he had done, seeing the cuts and bruises that laid upon the surface of the creatures translucent, starry night skin, smirking to himself at a job well done and then started to walk away from the battered creature.

Watching the events that were taking in place in front of them, Star Dust and Lucky Streak watched as their son turned his back towards his opponent and begin to walk away seeing the look of victory upon his face, but then they looked back to the changeling golem that was still in its Ursa Major form seeing the injuries that had been caused by their son and knew that this battle was far from over.

"Man that was way too easy guess mom was right when she said that I would pass the initiation with no problems whatsoever, and I must add, and I do understand that that was a golem, but mom really over exaggerated the power that a changeling has compared to this damn thing well unless I'm really that stroo RRRRRRROOOOOOAAAAARRRRRRR ...ooong." DarkHeart stopped and whipped around, after hearing a powerful roar, to see the shapeshifter get up, its injuries all fully healed, standing tall without a single sign of limp, and its eyes glowing a deep blood red making it clear to all those who looked upon it that it was indeed pissed off and wanted blood, but just the blood of any, but that it wanted DarkHeart's blood.

DarkHeart was starting to call upon his magic again to prepare a barrier spell for the imminent attack from the raging giant, but it was too late for the Ursa was already behind him and swiped its claws towards him; swatting DarkHeart like an insect and sending him flying through the stands of the arena, crashing into the ground just outside the arena. DarkHeart was trying to pick himself up and get out of the crater that he was used to create, but as he was just able to stand, a chunk of the wall of the upper walls and columns came crashing down upon him: jagged pieces having found themselves into his right calf, leaving several deep cuts down his back, across his chest, and on his arms, and a rather large piece broke his left leg. Crushed under the rubble of the walls of the arena, DarkHeart was removing the debris from off the top of himself so that he could try and find a place to hide momentarily and use his magic to heal some of use wounds. "How could I have been so stupid and underestimate by opponent like and just turn my back towards him," DarkHeart said as he was finishing removing the rest of the debris off of him and, yet again, began the painful process of getting himself off the ground and getting somewhere safe.

His parents were watching in horror as they saw their son get sent through the arena's wall and get crushed by the debris from the weaken structure. Lucky Streak was clenching his fists, not being able to stand seeing his son getting hurt like this, he wanted to help him but he knew that he let his son figure out a way out of this himself and that his wife would have to be the one to allow him to do so if they saw that DarkHeart was in real danger. But Star Dust on the other hand wasn't even trying to act calm, as she was kept saying, "Come on DarkHeart admit defeat, you're far too injured to continue on any further, you'll die if don't give up." She was desperately hoping that her son would say that he's has enough and ask for help, because thanks to another one of the other parts of the initiation is that no pony is allowed to interfere in anyway, not even to save the life of the initiate, or else they will never be able allowed to become the Guardian of the Heart, that is unless the initiate has decided that they are unable to defeat their opponent and give up so as to try to complete The Initiation another day. But considering her son's life is at stake, Star Dust is having a hard time deciding whether to interfere and possibly crush her son's dreams, or just stand by and watch on the sidelines hoping that he is either able come up with a plan or gives up.

RRRRRRRROOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The Changeling golem, now changed back to it original form, was now trying to track down DarkHeart seeing as how he managed to escape from the arena's area and find a place to hide, but unknown to the changeling, he was closer that it suspected at the moment; because DarkHeart had decided to take shelter in a nearby den that had been created from the interlocking roots of a group of trees that had been near where he had create the crater with his own body. DarkHeart was hard at work trying to heal the injuries he had, first concentrating on the wounds on his legs for he figured that he had to least be able to move quickly should he be discovered by the creature before he was unable to heal himself completely, " AHHH, damn it that fucking hurts, but I guess it's my own damn fault considering I didn't check to see if that changeling was defeated and deliver the finishing blow if it hadn't; I swear I'm an idiot sometimes, but I have to hold back as long as I know mom and dad are watching, I can't let them know about that yet at least not until I can control it a little better." DarkHeart was determined to finish this and finally get the amulet; but it would've seem that fate had other plans for him, the changeling had finally located where he was hiding and DarkHeart's injuries on his legs were still too severe for him to move fast enough to get away from it. The golem had transformed just had it had when they first started their fight, but this time when the flames vanished, a dragon was left in a crouching position. The dragon used its nimble claws to reach into to little den and pull him out, but DarkHeart had an advantage considering there wasn't any place for it to look through so it could see where it had to grab in order to reach him, and so he was able to move around it and avoid capture.

The dragon/changeling was growing impatiently aggregated from not having caught his prey and perhaps a nice little snack, but definitely not before dishing out a little back out on this unicorn stallion, so after doing this for the last fifty-two minutes the dragon decided to spew a bout of flames onto the trees that made up den and try to force out the pest before it. The winged reptile decided to sit in front of the entrance and wait for DarkHeart to make a break for it.

DarkHeart, trapped and injured, was trying to figure a way out of the mess he was in when he felt something cool under his hand, it was a patch of mud, there was a little puddle of it that was quickly drying up from the flames around it. An ember landed on his hand making him realize that he still needed to get out when he looked back outside to see the dragon sitting in front it watching, waiting for him to run right into his claws with " its.... eyes..... looking down......into the......hole," DarkHeart's muzzle was slowly forming into smile as an idea popped into his head. He turned back towards the mud puddle and scooped up a glob of it into his hands and hid behind himself so as not to arouse suspicion from the carnivorous creature watching him. He then turned back to the entrance of his flaming prison, ready to charge straight into the face of his possible demise." All right on the count of three I go for it and hope for the best," DarkHeart was preparing his body for the plan he had came up with. He was getting rather nervous about what he was about to attempt, Okay here I go, One......, he saw the sixteen years he had been alive, flash right in front of his eyes, finding something to give him the motivation, the strength he needed to keep on going and finish this, Two......., an image of him and his parents, at the park, in the spring, when he was five; they had all looked so happy, especially himself, remembering how happy he was when it was just him and his parents and he didn't have to deal with all the constant taunting, name calling, and bullying from all those ignorant fools who barely even know what kind of pony he really is, he remembered the joy and happiness he felt back then, back then all those feelings that made any pony feel good were genuine and pure. And with that thought coming to the forefronts of his mind and it filled him with the determination that he needed to charge forth, "THREE!!!!", DarkHeart charged forth, towards the dragon pulling out the mud he had from behind his back and flung it right into the creature's eyes and blinding him for a few moments.

With the dragon's temporary blindness giving him the chance he's needed this whole time in order to escape; DarkHeart ran out of the flaming deathtrap, glad that he was able to escape the dragon's grasp, when suddenly he felt scaly claws wrap themselves around his torso and lift him a several feet of the ground. " Oh shit, this definitely isn't going to end well for me." DarkHeart was trying to break free from the grips of his capture as he was brought to be directly into of its face.

The anger in the beast's eyes was more than enough for DarkHeart to understand that this creature was going to make the next moments of his life excruciatingly painful.

" Well it would as though i'm trapped within your grasp, so what are you gonna do now," DarkHeart asked, as a way to kind of mock the creature even though he knows that it probably wasn't one of the best options to go with at that moments, cause right after he finished his sentence , a wicked grin appeared on its it started to repeatedly slammed him a few yards into the ground and creating an imprint of DarkHeart into the earth below.

This went on for a few minutes before the dragon had stopped and decided to switch, to throwing DarkHeart at the coliseum and back into arena and then flying back to the arena to pick him up again and throw right out the coliseum walls again and into the forest, repeating this process until the coliseum itself was turned to ruble.

DarkHeart's parents watched in horror as their son was just thrown around like a rag-doll and being beaten by this creature who had been fuming with rage the entire time, but at the time having the time of its life with its new punching bag for the time being. Their internal struggle they had with deciding whether or not they should help out their son was quickly subsided as they both came to an agreement; they care more about their son than some family legacy, Star Dust quickly opened up a portal to the reality within the Heart of Light and both her and Lucky Streak went through it to go save their son's life.

"You know, we should have told him that we would've helped out if he needed any help, or at the very least told him about the whole giving up thing so that way he would be able to have another chance at completing the initiation again." Lucky said to his wife, his voice giving off the hint that he felt bad for interfering in the initiation and destroying DarkHeart's dreams of being the guardian.

"Yeah I know, but you know just as well as I do that even if I had told him before, we would still be in the same situation we're in now. After all our little Darky doesn't exactly like to admit when he's beaten and is going to need help, and for some reason he likes to think as himself as the lone wolf type, seeing as though he does spend a lot of time alone nowadays." Thinking about recent years, Lucky Streak couldn't really argue with her on that point.

Thanks to all the bullying, teasing, and name-calling from his classmates, DarkHeart has become rather isolated from everypony that wasn't his parents, but even around them he still seem a little distant at home whenever they spend time together as a family. Though despite all of that, they both know that their will always love them and will always love spending time with them and that he doesn't mean to seem so distant when all of them are together.

As Star Dust and Lucky Streak were traveling through the portal that led inside the amulet, DarkHeart was still somewhat holding his own as he was still taking on the relentless beating from the changeling golem, that still laid within its dragon form, that showed no sign of stopping soon. "AAARRRGGG you bastard you are so going get it AAAAAAHHH." the dragon punched DarkHeart with enough force to send him through the mountain that was nearby. DarkHeart skyrocketed out of the mountain side through a group of trees and plowing into the ground, again creating a crater using his own body. He laid there for a moment, or so, groaning in pain as he allowed himself a second to catch his breath before getting back up despite the extreme pain he was in.

Just as he got up the dragon had landed right in front of him, shaking the ground and knocking DarkHeart back onto his ass.It took all the strength he had left just to stand himself up once but now that he's been knocked back onto the ground with no more energy left he laid there.

The dragon loomed over him, readying its claws for strike that looked like it was going use its claws as a sword and pierce it straight through his body.

No longer willing to drag this out any further, the beast went to strike him down, thrusting down its claw sword down towards its target with a smug grin on its face, while DarkHeart tried yet again to get up and dodge the attack towards him. DarkHeart saw that he no chance of possibly dodging it and so decided his best chance of surviving was to summon what magic he had left in an attempt to dodge, but he would have to do quick seeing as the object of his death was only a few feet away and closing in quick.

Trying to use what magic he could muster, that is if he has anything left to use, DarkHeart was trying to put up a shielding spell as an attempt to protect himself, but it would seem as though he's got nothing left to use and so resided to just taking the hit head on and see if he could come out of it alive, or at least within a few inches from death.

The claws were just mere inches away from DarkHeart, as he opened his mouth to say his last words, "Mom, dad, I'm sorry I let you down it would seem as though I wasn't ready to take on such a great responsibility after all. Goodbye and I love the both you with all my heart."

As DarkHeart finished he saw how close his imminent demise was, and close his eyes ready for what to come as he felt the heat that was emanating off the hands of the beast from the anger and thirst for revenge surged through the creature's form, when suddenly a strong gust of wind blew around him and the heat just vanished like it was never there.

DarkHeart opened his eyes to figure why the golem that had wanted to kill him had stopped its attack when he saw something he wasn't really sure he actually saw. Both of his parents were there, right in front of him and the golem was on its backs, and looking like he just got all the air knocked out its lungs.

His father with a medieval looking battleaxe in his grasps, clenching onto it tightly, wearing some kind of weird looking armor on. While his mother was adorning the ancient battle suit, that has been passed down from guardian to guardian, and clasping her twin sabers, ready to strike should the creature be foolish enough to get back up and attack them.

Unbeknownst to many, the unicorns of DarkHeart's family are truly gifted in combat related magic. Their spells, just like everything else, has been passed down the generations keeping their craft alive. No other creature that is able to harness magic knows their techniques, but the spell that has given them the upper hand in many of the battles they've fought over the years has been their Weaponization Spell. The weaponization spell is how they create their own unique weapons that compliment their individual fighting styles, almost like the weapon itself is a part of the soul of whoever uses it, but only DarkHeart, his mother-Star Dust, and any other unicorn in his family that is alive today.

Well actually scratch that because DarkHeart is still unable to call upon the spell to summon his own unique weapon, but again just one of the things he'd hope would solve itself once he had became a guardian.

But back the point at hand, though there were others who knew the spell, Star Dust was the only one who knew how to make the spell more effective in battle. She developed a method in which she is able to use the spell to call and recall her anytime she wants. Everypony else only uses the spell once to summon their weapon and then store it somewhere themselves, which is rather inconvenient whenever you're ambushed and there's no way for you to get it to defend yourself.

But, of course, Lucky wasn't able to use the spell; he just figured since he knew that she protected an amulet filled with immense power, and he wasn't exactly fond with the idea of being on the sidelines during any of the times his wife was protecting it, and so he decided to get himself an axe, find out how to use it, as well as actually how to fight.

Both of his parents were great fighters and DarkHeart was on equal terms with them in terms of fighting abilities as well as strength, but it seems as though the fact that he could only rely on his barefist and magic to his aid and so was outmatched in that aspect and so was, in all technicality weaker than them, but its not like it stopped him from becoming the best he could be and even then try to become even better than that.

DarkHeart got back up to his feet and looked upon the creature that was about to end his life just a few moments ago, which was back to its original form, and then back to his parents, I can't believe they had to bail me out, this is unacceptable hopefully I can take the initation again and redeem myself, though I guess I wouldn't have to take it again if I wasn't so fucking weak, DarkHeart had thought allowing himself to become entranced by his thoughts not noticing that his parents were running up to him.

"Oooohhh, Darky we were so worried about you, we thought we were going to lose you," Star Dust said tears running down her face, relieved that her was safe and sound within her arms.

"You really had us worried there son, you do know that right. I mean how reckless can you be, allowing yourself to take that kind of beating and not call for help, especially when you were moments away from death!!!" Lucky Streak was expressing his own worries to his son about this ordeal he had found himself in, tears threatening to break free from his eyes.DarkHeart could plainly hear the pain in his father's voice and could tell that he was more hurt that what his tone would've led on.

Hearing this, DarkHeart tried to answer, only to open and close his mouth several times, not able to find a response that would be able to explain his actions without sounding like was he ungrateful to them for saving his life. Not finding such a response, DarkHeart just put his head down in shame, while his mother started her own ranting.

"Your father is right Darky, what exactly were you thinking. I know you wanted to get the amulet today but for Celestia's sake you could've called for help the moment you saw that you weren't going to be able to defeat the golem, and another thing Darky I,"

"Please stop calling Darky mom, I'm not eight years old anymore!" DarkHeart blurted out, interrupting his mother, starting to feel enraged about how his initiation had gone and the fact that his parents had to be the ones to get him out of the mess he had gotten himself into knowing full well that it all could have been prevented if he hadn't been so cocking.

"You want to why I did what did, well fine! I didn't want your help okay, I wanted to be able to something on my own without having the two of you bail me out again." His parents stood there like statues staring at their enraged son.

"But why allow yourself to be killed by that creature when you saw you had no chance of winning." his father had asked him.

"Because all my life, I've never been able to solve my own problems its always been you two that have done it for me and because of that I felt that if I couldn't solve this problem alone I'd rather die than be bailed out again."

That last part had really struck DarkHeart's parents. He would've rather died instead of let them help him, after he had said that, the two of them were now very reluctant on telling him about the fact that he wouldn't be able to redo the initiation and get a second chance at becoming a guardian.

" Look I know that sounds rather harsh, but it's how i really feel, but it doesn't mean I love you any less for coming to my rescue and I'm extremely grateful for, even if I don't sound like it right now, it's just I rather have found a way out of this myself. Though I do suppose I'll still have that chance now considering that I'll know what to expect when I go to retake this initiation again and be ready for another battle with that golem." Star and Lucky's expression's changed to ones of worry as they glanced between themselves and their son.

"What is it, is there something that you haven't told me yet," DarkHeart asked, seeing the expressions on his parents' faces that made him think that there was another hidden clause in the ritual.

" Well DarkHeart you won't," Star Dust was going to start explaining what their actions have done for his chances of becoming a guardian.

"What? I won't what mom?" DarkHeart was starting to fear that his worst case scenario was going to come true.

"You won't be able to redo the initiation again." Star Dust was having a hard time finishing her sentence for fear of seeing her son's face when she told him, so Lucky Streak decided to finish her sentence for her.

"Wh, wh, what do you mean I won't be able to redo the initiation?" DarkHeart's fears were indeed coming true, he just hopes that what he thinks prevents him from obtaining his isn't what he thinks it is.

"Well because of your father and I coming in here to save your life. Your initiation ended and you lost the privilege to complete it again at any time you wanted." His mother explained to him all the while watching as her son's expression slowly started to go from a worried to sadden to heartbroken as he had just heard that his dream was now gone.

"This is the reason we were getting onto you about not calling us for help. As long as you had asked for it we would've done what we had just done to the golem, you would've been saved, and could retake the initiation's test, but because you didn't we had to come here without your permission and ruin all that." Lucky Streak told DarkHeart as a way to help him understand why they were riding on him so hard about the subject.

"So instead speaking up and telling me all that when I was starting to have a hard time beating the golem, you decided to stay quiet and let me get a beating and then come to save my life and destroy my dream." DarkHeart's voice was filled with venom as he said that. Finding out that both of his knew this information and kept it to themselves angered DarkHeart to the point that it appeared that there was steam coming off of his body.

My chance of finding out what my destiny could have been and they destroyed it, now what am I suppose to do I got nothing else that help me. I've tried everything I could to find out what my special talent is and get my cutiemark and so now I got nothing to go on.

DarkHeart's mind yet again pulls him into own world as his thoughts started to swirl within his head, all of them with messages of anger, of uncrushed dreams, and...... of darkness. They were speaking to him in voices that definitely were not his own, but did sound familiar, telling him that this was his parent's fault, that they to blame for the pain that now surged through his heart and the darkness, which was growing at a steady rate, that was nestling in his very soul.

While DarkHeart was still within the confines of his mind, Star and Lucky were talking to one another trying to figure out a way to bypass the clause that prevents their from accomplishing his own goals.

"Star, sweetie, I don't think we're going to be the same family we once ever again," Lucky said getting his wife's attention.

"What are you talking about Lucky dear we gonna be fine. We'll find a loophole in the rules of the initiation, tell Darky about it, he'll pass whatever tasks he needs to do, become the new Guardian of the Heart, and he'll find out what makes him special."

StarDust was in denial about the fact that they more than likely lost they knew and he would drive them away, but it didn't escape from Lucky as he put a hand on his wife's shoulder as she continued looking through the ancient scrolls that withheld everything about the process of becoming a guardian.

"Honey you got face facts, our DarkHeart is gone from us. I mean look at him, he's never gone into this state around us before. I've only seen him get like this is whenever he comes home from a day of endless teasing from the other fillies and colts at school, and usually he's really angry when he is." Star Dust stopped looking through the scrolls as Lucky Streak finished.

"I know, but I don't want to lose our son to the darkness of the world just because he's meant for great things, but it seems that no matter what we do he is still rejected and shunned, not knowing what it feels like to have ponies, besides your family, stand by you and support you through your problems." Star Dust's gazed was down casted as she remembered the childhood she had, all of her friends, and all the adventures they had had together, wishing that her son could have had the same thing instead of the some of the things that fate was so unkind as to dish out to him.

As the two of them continued their conversation, a forgotten threat was starting to get awaken from his unconscious state and it was extremely angry and thirsty for blood.

The changeling golem got up from his position on the ground, and looked around to be greeted by the sight of the very two ponies who it had wanted to go after and by the looks of it they were distracted which meant now would be the perfect chance to ambush them. It quietly started towards them still in its original form, not wanting to get caught before it was in position because of the flames, it crept up behind them taking note that DarkHeart was staring right at it but yet not making a move to warn the others that just came to save him.

The golem was right on top of the two ponies who were still in the midst of their conversation, and not noticing the creature that loomed before them and its previous target still standing ten feet away from them, still not moving a muscle. With it being in prime striking position the golem was engulfed in green flames, yet again in its draconian form. The two ponies jumped the very moment they saw the green glow of the flames and appeared to try to go after their weapons, but were too late as the golem already had them within its grasp.

Star Dust didn't understand what was going on as she and her husband were captured by the golem. The golem should have vanished after they attacked it, whether it be from them interfering or from the force of their combined attack, and the initiation over and done with, so why was this thing still here? But that question could be saved for after they were freed from the two of them were out of its grip and had defeated it.

The golem watched as the two ponies in its claws were squirming and struggling to obtain their freedom and then it looked back to the third pony, the one who was its initial target, still standing in the spot like a statue when an idea suddenly form in the beast's head. Using its changeling magic, the creature's eyes started glowing a sickly green as an aura the same color formed around DarkHeart's parents.

Star Dust and Lucky Streak started to feel strange as the magic started to warp their minds, they were starting to believe that the dragon-changeling golem-in front them was not their enemy but instead their friend and that they needed to protect it from its enemies and unfortunately for DarkHeart he was in that classification. So now under the golem's control, DarkHeart's parents set their sights upon him and were moving in for the attack.

Meanwhile the voices within his head were still filling it with dark thoughts and making him even angrier than he already was. They ruined your one chance at finding out your destiny, their not on your side, they want you to fail, they want you to feel like a useless piece of trash that can accomplish nothing, do you want that? The voices were getting louder and louder as they continued to try and turn DarkHeart against his parents. Just because he was angry at them for not telling him about the clause that would prevent him from retaking the initiation, it doesn't mean he was going to drive himself away from them and be alone but the voices still persisted in spite of this. Let the darkness go, it will feel better to allow your anger to guide you down the right path and make your dreams come true. Darkness is the only friend you can rely on, so why not just let it help and help you accomplish your goals.
"No I won't allow you to be free, you've already caused me enough problems, I won't let you screw up my life anymore than you already have." DarkHeart now knew who the voice belonged to. It was the voice of the dark side if himself that had first spoken to him a little over six years ago, it had made its presence known to him one day while he was being picked on by his classmates at school.

DarkHeart, at the time, was a sensitive colt and whenever he was made fun of for not having his cutiemark he would curl up into a ball and start to cry until a teacher or somepony older than any of them would make them disperse, but on this particular day he didn't curl up his body into a ball, he instead curled up his hands into fist. The other kids that had been making fun of him saw this and took as a challenge,but for DarkHeart the fact that he couldn't control his body was a terrifying one. Never would he fight unless he felt that his life was in danger and right now he definitely didn't feel any danger whatsoever from the colts and fillies in front of him. But he did feel like something bad was about to happen, he felt as though he was watching through his own eyes almost like they're cameras.

A voice seemingly from nowhere started to speak to him, "Don't worry DarkHeart when I'm done you will never have to with these kinds of ponies ever again I'll make them remember why they fear the darkness," The mysterious voice had told him in a tone that was filled with joy.

"Who are you? What are you? And why have you taken over my body?" DarkHeart was confused as to what this creature was and why was it doing this to him.

"You have no need to worry DarkHeart. I'm your friend and am here to help and as for my name, well you can just call me Shadow. I am a spirit who is here to he....he , teach ponies why they shouldn't mock you," 'Shadow', sounded too happy when he said that last part, and that little chuckle didn't sound like a normal pony would use for this situation, and DarkHeart had a guess as to why that was.

Suddenly he felt his body start to move, he may not have had control over what he was doing but he could still feel everything, he saw that he was heading towards to group in front of him with a few of the bigger colts making their way to the front of the group. When he was right in the face of one of them, his body stopped, just standing there staring the bully in the eyes when he suddenly felt himself jump backwards and seeing the colt's fist swing in front of his face seeing now that the spirit controlling his body was going to allow his body to be harmed. Shortly after Shadow had moved out of the way of another punch aimed towards him from a different colt from his right, the spirit went on the offensive, beginning with a clean uppercut to the jaw of the first colt that swung at him, then a gut shot towards a colt to the left while at the same time grabbing a hold of the left leg of the colt on his right.

DarkHeart was amazed and scared at the fighting skills of the spirit, seeing as it managed to land a few powerful blows to their opponents, keeping the colts from landing a blow, and making them fight against each other to help humiliate them even further. The colts didn't stand a chance against the spirit but Shadows tactics were just cruel, though DarkHeart did want to cause these guys the same pain they've caused him, he wasn't the type of pony who like to watch others suffer especially, when he was able to stop, and now would be no different.

"Shadow stop this now, can't you see they're giving up," DarkHeart wanted to stop this crazy spirit from doing any more harm to these colts no matter the cost.

But why would I stop, they still haven't learned to properly fear the darkness that is right in front of them, and besides you know you like seeing them suffer just as much as I do." Shadow was enjoying himself immensely and he didn't want to give that up, not yet at least, he was having too much fun after all he might chose to stop when the fun dies down.

DarkHeart wasn't going to let this thing control him any longer, and there is the fact that Shadow was using 'his' body, he would be the one to blame for this and he's pretty sure no pony will believe him when he tells them that he was being controlled by some dark spirit." I said this, NOW!!"

"Oh ho ho it looks like somepony has grown a pair of balls now doesn't it," Shadow had a big cocking smirk plastered on his face as he watched DarkHeart's temper start to rise.

" And it would also have seemed that you're letting the darkness start to consume you as well." DarkHeart had taken note of the black energy flow around his form, enveloping his form in darkness and he could feel that he was regaining control of his body.

"It would seem so, but I think should be more worried about the fact that I'm getting back control of my body" DarkHeart was, just as Shadow said, gaining some courage; he wasn't afraid if the spirit anymore and he was determined to show him that.

"When then what see what you're capable of then, shall we." DarkHeart felt a strange sensation overtake him as Shadow transported the two of them to a new domain.

"Like what you see, this is my world, it's a place where I'm king and all who enter here are subject to my control. It also means I'm able to control everything you do, but the only difference between controlling you here and controlling you in your world is that in here you can't escape my control, at least not without the aid of dark magic which next to no unicorns know, except for the one that was known as King Sombra, but his existence as been extinguished long ago." To emphasize his point to DarkHeart, Shadow created a huge castle with an overly sized throne and made DarkHeart start doing some ridiculous dance against his will.

"You see you are now my puppet and there isn't a damn thing you can do about it." DarkHeart was starting to get frustrated from the ridiculous action that the spirit was making him preform. In fact he was getting even angrier than he was just a few moments ago and the same dark energy field started to envelope him again.

As the spirit kept on making do ridiculous tasks, DarkHeart's anger was growing and along with it the dark energy around him. He had just about had enough of being controlled when he decided to take matters into his hands. "EEE-NOUGH!!!! With that the dark energy around him sent out a powerful that knocked Shadow right onto his ass and seized whatever control he had on DarkHeart. "I'm sick of ponies making a fool out of me, and not about to let some spirit come out of nowhere and take over my life. I may not be that good of a fighter but when the going gets tough I can always deliver."

Shadow was shocked at what just happened; another unicorn who control dark magic how can that be, especially since this one still had good within his heart, so how can he can he use at all. "You think you can beat me and get out of this place kid, well then go ahead and try, but I must warn you it won't be easy whatsoever." He didn't know what this young colt was capable of but by the looks of it neither does he, so he may not know how to use it properly.

"I will, but I don't need to beat you, the way I see it, if I could escape this little world of yours, I'll be free from your grasp and you would be stuck here seeing as though you were able escape because of the fact I've been in constant fear whenever I go to school. I mean after all, you are my dark spirit aren't you Shadow."

This earned DarkHeart a shocked look from the spirit, seeing he didn't even know how this young one could have figured that out especially without any hints from him to the kid standing in front of him. "I gotta to give it to you DarkHeart, you are definitely one smart kid. Shit if we were to combine your brains with my power and skill we could become unstoppable."

"Sorry but I think I'll pass no becoming the accomplice to a homicidal spirit of darkness." DarkHeart just wanted to get out of this place and get away from this freak and hopefully go back to being himself.

"Very well then suit yourself then," Suddenly a bright light appeared behind DarkHeart. He looked behind himself to see what looked like a doorway, wondering what Shadow was planning but saw that the spirit was just lounging about on a newly created hammock.

"What are you doing I thought you were going to try and kill me and take over my body to do whatever it is you were planning on doing," DarkHeart asked, confused as to why Shadow was suddenly acting like he didn't care.

It's just as you said earlier, I'm 'YOUR' dark spirit if you don't exist then neither do I, and I can't take over your body after you broke through my control twice already so would be no point in doing so. Not to mention that there's no way for me to trap you here, after all this is nothing more than your subconscious, I just kinda moved in here and called it mine since there was nothing here in the first place, so yeah I can't really do anything so might as well as just let you go."

DarkHeart tried to see if there was any deception in his words but couldn't detect any so he decided to just head towards the door that would lead him back to the conscious world again, but not before he looked back to Shadow to ask him one last thing before the he left the spirit alone. " Aren't you worried that you'll be stuck here forever?"

"No, but then again I won't be stuck here forever, another day will come when you'll lose yourself again and call upon the darkness in your heart to get whatever it is you'll want when the time comes, but until then yeah I'll be stuck here, see you then DarkHeart."

"I told you you would call upon the darkness and I would be free yet again." Shadow smiling within his own world, happy that he had another chance to turn DarkHeart.

"What the hell are you laughing about you jackass? Last I was still in control of what I do, and besides I learned how to control the dark power a while ago." DarkHeart definitely non in the mood to deal with this bastard of spirit right now.

Because in a few seconds here you'll be given the final push you need to allow the darkness to consume your being, both physically and metaphorically."

"What the hell are you talking aboooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!" DarkHeart felt a hard impact hit him and send him spiraling through the forest yet again.

"Anypony get the number of the cart that hit me," DarkHeart was disoriented from both the blow he took and the impact of the landing.

"Hey DarkHeart buddy you might want to look straight up ahead if you want to find the 'cart' that hit you." The dark spirit enjoying himself as he watched DarkHeart stumble around a bit trying to regain his bearings.

DarkHeart had finally gotten his senses alignment back to normal as he looked straight ahead of him to find out what it was that had hit him thinking that it may have been the golem having gotten back up and snuck up on him, but what he saw instead made his eyes widen to the size of saucers. What, or rather who,stood where he had been standing and talking with Shadow, was his parents, and for reason the looked pissed.

"Mom, Dad what are you doing, and why did you attack me?" DarkHeart asked, examining his parents to see if he could figure out what was wrong with them but couldn't find anything that might have led to the cause of their attack.

Star Dust and Lucky Streak didn't answer their son's question but started to rush towards him instead, the golem was hanging back so as to allow the three of them to duke out amongst themselves to tire each other out before it moves in for the final blow, or maybe it'll get lucky and they'll take each other and save it the trouble o doing it itself.

"So what are you going to do DarkHeart? First, your parents took away your chances of finally finding out your destiny, and now they've turned against you, how much more disappointment are you gonna take before you accept the fact that the only way for you to get what you want is to let the darkness consume you and set me free."

"NO, I not gonna let the darkness take control again, and I'm most certainly not fighting my parents. I already know that they aren't doing this of their own accord, that bloody golem must have brain-washed them or something but I don't know for sure." DarkHeart did feel uncertain that they're being controlled by the golem but believing that his own parents, that have loved him with all their heart, would be preposterous. Plus that thing has proven itself to be a sneaky, brutal little shit throughout the time all of them have been here.

With that thought in mind DarkHeart was set upon finding the golem, defeating it, and releasing its control of his parents. Before he could set out though he needed to find a way to outrun and out-maneuver his parents without harming them. But judging on their current speed right now he probably could, but there is also the fact that his parents have a tendency to hold back, so there's the possibility that they might not be going using 100 percent of their full strength at the moment.

Okay DarkHeart you can do this, if all goes well, you can get your parents to knock out the golem again and disable its mind controlling spell, if it's using a spell. DarkHeart was waiting for his parents to get closer so that he had a chance to get a good head start from them and find the golem.

As his parents were in prime strike position, DarkHeart ran in between them, causing them to miss their target and their weapons to get wedged into the ground. As those two were trying to pull their weapons free from their earthy prison, DarkHeart was making back to where he had been before he was sent spiraling into the air, in hopes of finding a trace of the creature, or better yet, find the damn creature standing nearby, now that would be great. Getting revenge and saving his parents all in the same hour that would make up for this entire mess for a while.

Running as fast as he could, DarkHeart quickly was back to his original spot and looking around for any signs of his target, when he spotted what appeared to be a pair of gold glowing eyes. He went into action as the glowing orbs darted away, So the beast is running away maybe it knows what my plan is, hmph no matter I'll still proceed as planned, hostile and cautious, I won't allow it to get the jump on me or allow it to get away from me either. He gave chase to the beast as it ran from him hidden within the covering of trees.

DarkHeart was only chasing the creature for a few minutes before he had finally caught up with it. "Where do you think you're going you son of bitch," He pinned the creature down with a few magical lighting bolts aimed at some of the trees around it sparking up a blaze in the forest. "I go you now, and now the two of us will end this with one of us buried six-feet under." Takes to the little break he had gotten earlier during his rant with the dark spirit he was back to full strength, and equipped with the knowledge of the golem's fighting style, he was ready to have another go at it.

Wasting no time, the creature transformed into, would you've guess it, a dragon. It didn't wait for the flames to dissipate as it lashed out its claws towards DarkHeart in hopes of throwing off the angry colt. It was in vain as DarkHeart had managed to move around the attack with ease and going to deliver a counterattack heading for the creature's face, delivering a magically enhanced uppercut that sent the beast flying into the inferno that was once the forest.

Though the fire was unable to burn the golem with it being in its dragon form but it did offer little to no visibility for the beast so it was unable to see where it was going or see where its attacker may be. It knew that ponies weren't fireproof but with the rage and darkness shining DarkHeart's eyes it knew better than to believe that it wouldn't be pursued by the angry pony.

DarkHeart had proven the creature right as he came crashing through some of the burning trees that were still standing, rushing to the golem's position and going in to land another blow into its chest but was cut off as his parents came in before he could land the punch and he was knocked away.

At this point DarkHeart was gritting his teeth. He felt so helpless, so weak, so. . . so . . . . . . . " Useless."

Star Dust charged a her son, her sabers poised to deal a lethal blow to him, and Lucky Streak was going above him to keep him from avoiding either one of their attacks. DarkHeart was left with only a few choices:
(One, he could just move into the flames, but without a path through them he would most surely be burned.

(Two he could try to block the attacks and take them head on, but again he wouldn't be able to come out of that unsciathed.

(Three, he could charge at one of them knock them off their feet and have straight shot back to the golem, but he wasn't even going to consider that option so he disregarded it, so he guessed it was option one or two then.

With not much time to think DarkHeart decided to turn around and head into the forest, channeling his magic to his feet to make move faster than his legs would normally allow them to carry him to get out of the forest as fast as he could.

DarkHeart managed to get out of the forest, but not without some bad burns all over his form, but at least he was safe for now and he just had to wait for them to find him. Unfortunately though for DarkHeart, he didn't get long to rest as his parents and the golem came through the veil of flames that now was the forest.

"I seriously regret setting the forest on fire now. It definitely not one of the better of ideas I've came up with in the past." DarkHeart deeply regretted setting the forest ablaze, all it did for him was entrap him within in its walls of flame, and give him some serious burns.

DarkHeart suddenly felt a great pain over take his body as he was watching the golem, his father, and, his mother!? He noticed that what appeared to be his mother was nothing more than an illusion as a burning branch fell right through it. He tried to look around for her but whenever he moved the pain got worse, he looked down to find out where the source of his displeasure, but what he found shocked him. Coming out of his stomach and chest were his mom's sabers, DarkHeart turned his head back to see Star Dust behind him holding her swords in place.

A surge of magic could be felt going through the blades that had pierced his body, and DarkHeart started to worry knowing exactly what was happening. The surge kept growing in power before a moment later he felt that same magic begin to put incredible force into his back as his mother activated her attack the "HOLY MISSILE!!!!!!"

DarkHeart was engulfed in an all-consuming light as his body was propelled forward from the power pushing its way into him. When the light had finally vanished, with a trail of destruction left in its wake, and at the end of that trail was DarkHeart; he was on the tipping point between life and death, he felt so weak that breathing was an immense struggle for him.

He watched as the three figures approached him and looked now upon his beaten form. The golem was looking down on him with the look of victory written all over its face, and as DarkHeart's vision started to slowly fade into blackness, it was the last face he had seen asa he slipped into death's hands.

I guess I wasn't meant for anything in this world. I really am just a worthless waste of space, I guess the biggest joke ever played on me was the one I played on myself, actually believing I was somepony worth while.

DarkHeart was slipping agonizingly slow into the dark abyss of death and was forced to remember all of the failures of his life until he stopped at the fact that he had failed his parents, the most important ponies in his life.

My biggest failure ever is the one that I die on. I've failed the two of you, mom and dad, I just hope you can forgive me. I just wished that I could have freed you two from the golem before I died.

The memories from earlier, when his parents had rescued him, started to play right in front of his eyes, and as he watched he started to remember everything they had told him about what they had done when they interfered. He started to remember how it was his parents that had crushed his dreams, that it was his parent's fault as to why he was in this situation at all, and now thanks to their neglectance on telling him the rules of the initiation, he laid on his deathbed with the image of the fucking creature that had been the one to further cement the fact the fact that he had lost everything in only a matter of hours.

NO! This is their fault, they should've told me everything I needed to know about this damn initiation the moment it started. I'm not going to pay for their mistake, I'm done paying for the mistakes of others.

DarkHeart 's anger was rising to extreme levels, and he felt a familiar presence starting to make an appearance after so many years of containment. The dark energy that had helped him fend off Shadow all those years ago was now coming back only this time it was visible to the ones that had tried to end him. It was healing his wounds at an incredible pace, making it look like DarkHeart hadn't suffered even a scratch on him.

"You see what happens when you listen to me DarkHeart. The dark power will make sure you prevail over your foes and embed the image of you as the harbinger of death when you're finished. Well, that is, if they're still alive to even remember."

"SHUT YOUR MOTHERFUCKING MOUTH SHADOW, YOU WILL SPEAK WHEN I ALLOW YOU TO SPEAK, GOT IT!!" Dark had yelled at the dark spirit, as he started to regain his strength, stood back up with the dark energy flowing around him and his scarlett eyes fading to pure black, showing nothing but the darkness that laid within him.

"But I thought we were in this together now. I told ya. . . . ."

"YOU EITHER SHUT IT NOW OR I'LL MAKE SURE YOU REGRET EVER BEING BROUGHT INTO EXISTENCE. DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR, WELL!!!" The darkness around him started to completely engulf him and changing his body.

"Ye. . . . .ye. . . . . .yes si. . . sir". Shadow stuttered out in a tiny voice.

An evil smirk appeared on DarkHeart's face within the shroud of darkness. "Good, now it's time I take care of this pest once and for all and teach my parents not to interfere where they're not wanted." His voice sounded as if two different ponies were talking at same time.

The darkness that had enveloped DarkHeart's body was changing his appearance, even his clothing. The three that had been trying to kill him couldn't see what it was doing to him but they had the feeling that whatever it was doing to him wasn't good. But they would soon get their answer as the darkness energy swirling around him was starting to dissipate.

What they had all seen wasn't what they had expected to see, his appearance definitely changed bu they had been expecting a little more out of it.

DarkHeart's black, messy looking mane and tail had turned white with streaks of scarlett red, midnight blue, and jet black; his right eye stayed it's usual scarlett color, but his right eye was now an emerald green draconic one, his fingers and teeth had turned into claws and fangs, and scales appeared to be forming around his neck and arms, and that was only what you could see from who knows what other changes had happened under his new wardrobe.

His usual attire of jeans, black shirt, gray hoodie, was replaced by black pants that gave off a shine, which the others figured was suppose to be armor; a black, long-sleeved shirt that looked to be made of the same material, a cloak similar to the one DarkHeart had seen that mysterious stallion from his vision was wearing was now in his possession. His shoes managed to turn into steel-plated boots, gauntlets covered his hands and the lower arms, steel shoulder guards were equipped onto him, and strange device rested itself upon the right side of his chest secured by four straps, two going over his shoulders and two wrapping themselves around his waist, and upon it was a symbol on it, it was of a black heart that looked to be metallic in appearance with wings adorned on the top of it and a hole right in the center of it.

DarkHeart was examining his new form with nothing but utter fascination, this new form just radiated with power and he liked it-A LOT. But, even though he was fascinated with his new look, DarkHeart cut the self-admiration short as the golem decided to make sure he still remembered that it was still there by sending out a 'small' magical blast at him. Although DarkHeart saw the blast but didn't even bother trying to block it, he just stood there as it connected with him, an explosive followed after impact and a cloud of dust and smoke rose into the sky. As the cloud started to clear away the three beings watching saw that DarkHeart was completely unharmed with not a scratch on him and he stood there, looking at them with a glare so intense that, if looks could kill, they would've been wiped from existence.

"Alrighty then I think I given you enough time to write your wills, now it's time for all of you to feel my wrath." DarkHeart started to channel his new dark magic into the palms of his hands as he watched them get ready for his next strike.

He the magic in his hands redirected itself towards the tips of his claws. Once he felt that he had what he wanted he sprinted towards them, and although they had all been watching him intently, he was upon them in mere seconds. It would seem that in this new form of his DarkHeart's strength and speed have increased rather dramatically which means things should go along rather smoothly for him then.

DarkHeart, being in a prime striking position, swung his dark magic lined claws down which caused a cluster of dark energy waves to go towards his parents. They made an attempt to dodge the attack but their son was far too fast for them to keep now and so took the full brunt of the attack. After that, DarkHeart felt as if he had done enough damage to them and had turned away from them and realigned his sights on the golem.

"D-D-D-D-DarkHeart?" Before he could advance on the golem, DarkHeart had heard his mother's voice behind him, calling out to him and sounding terrified to even be uttering his name after she had seen what her was now.

"DarkHeart what has happened to you." Star Dust looked upon her son's new form and was felt scared at the visage he had taken on, but the one thing that had caught her eye more than anything about his new appearance was his eyes , or rather what they had displayed, they had the look of anger, rage, hatred, and something else, something she's only seen on the faces of the truly wicked,she saw the void of darkness embedded within her son's eyes and knew that something had been broken within her son, something of grave importance to his being.

"Well mother if you must know, I've finally accepted the darkness within myself and have allowed it the honor of being the tool to help me obtain my revenge on both of you and this pathetic creature over there." DarkHeart responded with a dark-toned glee.

Star Dust now knew that her prediction was right , the thing that broke was his heart the only thing that is able to drive the darkness away, she had always feared that a day like this would arrive and so her and Lucky Streak had been preparing a way to drive the darkness out and put the shattered pieces of his heart together, but they had never prepared for a situation like this, so she had no idea on what she needed to do.

'Well if that's all you wanted, I got a golem to smash out of existence." The malice in his voice could almost be seen by his mother as he spoke.

DarkHeart went after the golem with nothing more than the full intent to kill it off once and for all, wanting nothing more to do with this creature. He wanted to make this thing suffer just as much as it had made him, even though he had an even stronger urge to just get it over with now and just kill it, so he didn't bother charging up his magic and just started pounding on the golem with his bare fist and open claws.

DarkHeart was relentless with his attacks, applying deep gashes into the golem's forelegs, breaking the bones of its hind legs, causing severe internal bleeding, and just tearing this thing to shreds. All the while Star Dust just sat there watching in horrified fascination at what her son had become, but her eyes were pulled away from the scene before her as she felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Honey what happened, where's DarkHeart, and who is that fighting the golem?" Lucky Streak asked his wife looking upon the two clashing figures.

"Well in to answer your questions in order, I believe the golem had brainwashed us into fighting our own son and as for where he is, he's right over there fighting the golem." Star Dust responded looking back to the battle taking place in front of their eyes.

"Where is he cause all I see is that strange pony over there fighting the golem, but I don't see our. . . . . .SON!?" Lucky Streak said, shocked at what his son now looked like.

"Yeah that's our son, he has succumbbed to the darkness within his heart and it in return has changed him." Star Dust's voice choked and eyes began the water as she watch their son fight, thinking that the son she had loved her so much and that loved her right back was gone and replaced with this blood thirsty animal.

DarkHeart was his best to down the creature by this point , feeling as though he had allowed this creature to live long enough, but it refused to just die and fighting with all the might he had left.

"Damn it why don't you just die?" DarkHeart asked, getting aggravated with the struggle this beast was still putting up.

His response was giant hoof coming down to stomp him into the ground though in vain thanks to his new found speed. The golem summoned upon its magic to aid him in his endeavor and creating an army of miniature (they were still about half the height of the original) versions of itself. This only helped to get DarkHeart even more riled up and wanting to beat the crap out of the golem.

As he went through defeating the clones by various methods of: using his magic to crush in their skulls, ripping them in two with his claws, or just tearing out multiple chunks out of their bodies, he started to noticed no matter how many he's defeated, that there actually seemed to be more than when he had first started and he himself was actually getting more of beating than they were. He knew his speed was useless in a fight against a group such as this but now he was being overwhelmed by these things and was starting to be pushed to the losing side pretty damn quick.

Damn it, I'm getting pretty tired of this real fucking quick It's about time I ended this, but how, whenever I take out one of these things more just pop-up to take its place. I don't have a spell that could take them all out at once, and they'll stop me from getting anywhere close to the main bastard, unless . . . . . . . . . . . . no, no it won't work even with dark magic, but then again I won't know unless I try.

DarkHeart had a chance to end this, but only if it works, he was going to use the weaponization spell again and see if the weapon it gave him would be able help find a way to stopping these clones and ending this fight. But he was still skeptical on it actually working seeing as the spell worked along with his special talent, and without knowing what his special talent was that, even with dark magic, the spell would fail but better safe than sorry . . . . . right?

"Well here goes nothing," DarkHeart called upon his dark magic, channeling it into a sphere in front him. " Okay so far so good."

As more magic was channeled into the sphere it started to pulsate, emanating a strange energy, things seem to be going on smoothly but DarkHeart knew better than to assume he was going to be successful, things last on well for him last time as well at least until it came to the final part of the spell which had it connect to his mind, his magic, and his special talent to create to perfect weapon just for him, that is where it had failed last time.

The final part was under way first the spell strung through his mind, successively forming a bond with it, next it went after his horn and seeped into his magic flowing through it with ease as it too had accepted the intruder, now all that was left was for it to find out his special talent was and form the perfect weapon. DarkHeart felt the spell's ancient magic make it's way to his heart, searching through it for the final piece needed to finish, but as it kept searching and finding nothing the connection began to weaken and the spell was starting to rip itself apart, and the sphere in front of him was beginning to rupture.

No, not again! Why am I the only one who can't get what I want. I've worked so hard to get where I am now and what to have to show for it, nothing, absolutely nothing. Well no more I'm done trying to be good, all it's ever gotten me is pain and heartache, I am DarkHeart, the harbinger of darkness and death is my art.

As DarkHeart came to finally accept his darkness the sphere began to repair itself and the spell's connection with his heart started to strengthen.

I am not like any other pony. I am the embodiment of fear and terror. I am don't make friends, I don't like to be around others, and I most certainly not meant to be alive now, but yet I am because of the bond I have to the darkness and so therefore I embrace the darkness now, allow to consume and become a part of my being so that I may live and defy the plans that fate has for me.

Finally at last the spell connected with his heart as a bright flash came out of nowhere around his flank that shined through the dark cloak that he wore and DarkHeart finally gained his cutiemark and special talent. The ruptures in the sphere of magic started to repair themselves and take the shape of DarkHeart's new weapon; it appeared to be taking on the form of a katana, but something was off about it. The blade had an almost J-shaped curve to it, the guard expanded out into four segments that formed into petals, something looked to be coming out of the bottom of the handle, but the most incredible thing was that the energy seem to be splitting into two which meant only one thing, I have two blades instead of one, well this should definitely be interesting considering I've never fought with two weapons before but who am I to question the spell that has choose everypony's weapons so perfectly.