Andrew's health bar was blinking red, he looked to both sides to see his friends covered in blood, defeated. He looked up to Carmine, and all she did was kick him in the stomach, he coughed up more blood in the process. He looked up to her with the eyes of resentment, although his body could not take much more, he had the will of an Ox.

"You were right all along, Andrew. I'm not Carmine. Hehehe, I am Darkness itself, the very being that causes so much destruction and chaos. Now, after all of these years, we can be together again. My love." She raised up her foot, and brought it down, aiming for Andrew's head. Andrew braced himself with the last of his strength, he welcomed death with open arms, waiting for that moment to finally die.

"Well guys, we should start climbing." Andrew said raising his ice picks. He started the first climb, testing the ice cracks as he went.

"The ice is good, meet me up top." He dug his boots into the side of the mountain, firmly picking at the ice as he went. One ridge after another, they climbed and climbed.

Nick was in the lead, he kept on going at it, plunging his ice pick into he ice as hard as he could. He made a wrong move. He stuck the ice pick in so hard that the wall started to break apart, and the next thing you know Nick was falling off of the face of the icy cliff. Andrew luckily grabbed a hold onto his forearm, but Nick was still yelling.

"AAAAAAAHHHHHH *You can stop yelling now." AAAAAAAHHHHHH! *NICK!*" He stopped, Andrew having a deadpan expression as he talked.

"What?"

"I said you can stop yelling..." He would've facepalmed if he had a free hand, but he was too busy holding himself up and keeping Nick from falling to his death.

"Oh, thanks." He then climbed over Drew to keep on going, he was in the very back now thanks to Nick.

"Hey guys, I think... we're here..." Helena was in awe, these so called, "Ruins," were huge, not only that, but they were ancient.

There was a small rest station over by the entrance, but it looked like it's been abandoned for some time now. Andrew went on over to use the bathroom, Helena went on over and saw a sign on the window.

"Condemned due to Darkness. Hmm, it doesn't seem that old either." She said, looking around the place. Andrew came out of the bathroom, a flush was heard in the distance, and had a satisfied look as he walked out.

"Alright guys, whatever we're up against. We're gonna take it down, together." He put his hand in, and it was joined by three other hands.

"Break! Alright, let's move out." Andrew got in a more serious tone, he looked like he was in pain, but he was acting just fine.

Andrew and Helena opened up the large granite walls, Jhon and Nick walked on in with their guns drawn.

"Room clear."

When I heard the O.K. to go inside, I didn't know what to expect in all honesty. I expected some sort of boss fight, but instead, nothing was there. There was no light shining inside of the room, the only light there was is the one coming from outside the doors, in which I heard a creaking sound. The next thing I know is that the giant huge ass doors slammed shut right behind us, my involuntary instincts directed my sights towards the door, and my obvious assumption was right, they were bolted shut.

"Captain, something tell me that this place isn't abandoned." Nick said, a bit shaken up from the eerie encounter.

"Yeah, I know. Something isn't right here." I said, pacing myself back and forth across the room.

"Well well, you made it. Good! Now we can get down to business." What the fuck? It's her again, how many times have I told her to stay out of my head? Ten? Fifteen? A thousand times by now?

"Get out of my head." I said, in a cold, unforgiving voice. All the entity did was laugh in my face.

"Oh, but I'm already out of your head. I've been waiting for you, snookums." Eugh, did she really just call me that? Now I feel like I'm going to throw up, nevermind, I did throw up a little in my mouth.

"Who are you? What do you want with me?" I said out loud, the others looked at each other, thinking that I'm having another "episode."

"I've been waiting so long to find a host, now there are four of you to choose from!" It laughed menacingly, making me cringe a little bit.

"Wait a minute, a host?" Helena said, gun in hand, ready to shoot whatever.

"Yes, you people aren't the first humans in Equestria, you know. You see, the ones who built this place were once humans, back all the way to the Roman Empire. Now that they're all but wiped out, I've been stuck here for millenniums. Now, you're here, and now I have something to feed off of for the next century." I was very angry, this thing has been using my dead family to make fun of me, trying to make me succumb to insanity.

"Why me of all people? Why us?" I asked, and it let out an evil chuckle.

"Because, dear boy. You four possess the true souls of a Spartan Warrior, after all that's why you don't seem to die easily. I'm serious, you four are reincarnations of the Ancient Ones from long long ago." I start to remember why this building looked so familiar, I saw a vision of a small child, running through the throne room of this once glorious place. Two Alicorn fillies played with the small human child, I remember everything now.

"So, whatever you are. Why have you caused the citizens of Equestria so much hardship? Why Luna?"

"Andrew, Andrew, Andrew. Hehehe, it's always with you and your worthless questions. Very well then, if you want to know so badly, then I'll tell you. I'm pure Darkness, it's what I've been made to do, I make lives harder, because it's my job. Plus, I find pleasure in doing all this."

"Now that explanations are out of the way... Time to die." The Darkness, now on the form of Carmine, came straight for Helena. She grabbed her by the neck and lifted her into the air. Helena tried to break free of her grip, but nothing worked. The Darkness literally sucked the life out of her, and Helena cried as she was dying. Nick, Jhon, and I looked in horror to see our friend being used like a youth fountain. She fell limp to the floor, now deceased.

"HELENA! NO!" Nick cried out, he ran after her but was restrained by Jhon, I couldn't do anything but watch as one by one, by friends' lives are being sucked out of them.

The Darkness came for both of them, as they were the ones closest to it at the time. They tried to put up a fight, but to no avail. Nick put up a good fight, but he wasn't strong enough. Jhon held some resistance, but wasn't fast enough, and it all came down to me, all broken down and crying by now. I couldn't comprehend what was going on, and my body couldn't move a muscle as if I was paralyzed.

"Now, it's just you and me, Andrew. By the looks of your friends I doubt you will stand a chance." She mocked, I punched the floor, tears flooding through my eyes.

"No, you're not getting my soul, bitch." She grabbed onto my neck, about to vacuum out my life, but I flung my hand towards her face, and stuck my thumb straight into her eye. She screeched and let go of me, but I knew this fight wouldn't last for long.

"You think you can just waltz in, haunt me with my dead fiance, suck the souls out of my squad, and get away with it? Aw hell naw, you've got another thing comin' to ya, stank ho." I shot the Darkness with my Desert Eagle, and as expected, it had no effect towards it at all.

"That's the Andrew I know, now we're talking!" The Darkness got all pumped up.

"You're wasting your own precious time to live. Every word you say will be closer to your last." I threatened, but this intimidating wasn't working at all, it was just pissing it off at this point. It cracked its knuckles as it got closer to me, I stepped back until I ran into the wall.

The texture of the wall felt familiar, and it felt warm for some reason. I grabbed for the cloth and I tore it down, revealing a gracious ray of sunlight. The Darkness hissed at the light, I could see parts of its dress being burnt up from making contact.

"Stop it Andrew, you're hurting me." It said in almost a sexual manner, which made me feel uneasy.

I took out my flashlight to see if it did anything to the Darkness, nothing. It did absolutely nothing, it had to be sunlight from what I could tell. I took a torch off of the wall and lit the curtain on fire, revealing more light, and more features of the dark throne room lit up, showing more lucid memories.

"You're the last one we need to be reborn, join us Andrew. Please come home." She held out open arms, in which I resented and stayed inside of the safety of the sun.

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"God dammit! Leave me alone! Fuck you! And FUCK your Darkness!" I tore down another curtain, and Carmine burnt to a crisp, leaving a hollow shell on the floor, but it was far from over.

A gust of wind blew me into the wall, and a shroud covered the windows, blocking out the light. I could feel the health in my RIG dropping, I was probably in the low yellow by now, I can't believe I'm not dead yet. I got back up only to be kicked back down, and then kicked into the steps that lead up to the ancient thrown. The floor cracked underneath me as another figure added pressure to its foot, compressing my organs as well.

"You are nothing but a foolish fool, Andrew. This is why the Romans failed, they were too broad headed, and bull rushed everything." I coughed up blood as the figure scooted me across the floor, I could see my own blood trails.

My RIG was in the critical red, I could feel it blinking on and off, meaning that this could be it, I am going to die here and now. I was about to flat-line, but I had one trick up my sleeve before I go out. The dark entity itself raised its foot to bring it down on my head, caving it in and instantly killing me. In mid motion I moved out of the way. I then tripped it by pulling the other leg from under it, causing it to fall over.

"You're being such a pain, just give up." It said, I knew this fighting was worthless, but I had no other choice.

"I'm not giving up until I die!" I said, blood running down the side of my face.

"That can be arranged." A projectile got me straight in the lower abdomen, I slowly pulled it out, covering the wound to stop the bleeding.

It charged me, stabbing me in the gut, twisting the blade, I winced in pain as my lower body became drenched in my own blood. I dropped to the ground, defeated. I then tipped over, the life leaving my eyes as I slowly fell to the ground. I could hear a sinister laugh before I died, one that filled my heart with anger, and at the same time, fear.

'You can't give up, Andrew. Your friends are counting on you.'

'There's still hope Andrew, don't give in just yet!'

'It isn't your time to go, you need to keep on fighting!

"They're right, I'm only 25 and still going strong! I don't need no shitty Darkness to end it for me just yet! I still have the rest of my life to live!" He motivated himself, regaining consciousness for who knows how long until he passes out due to blood loss.

All the voices in Andrew's head called out to him, he slowly started to get back up, trying to get out of the pool of his own blood. Andrew crawled on over to the Darkness, and stabbed it with the blade he was supposedly "killed," with. The Darkness started choking as Andrew slid the dark blade back and forth, making gory pulp out of its neck. The blood was black, and had a dark purple tint to it, Andrew smirked as he knew that it was over, he's done it.

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"This isn't oveeeeerrrrr." It said in its last, gurgling breath, Andrew curb stomped it on the head, and then another time, and another, making sure it wouldn't be getting back up. How it was still able to talk after he slit its throat, was unknown to him, but at least he accomplished the mission.

"I've done it, Celestia. The Darkness is dead." He saluted before tipping over, barely conscious.

The last thing he saw before he passed out were his friends, getting back up, livelier than ever before. They all ran on over to him, trying to keep him alive, Andrew himself tried to stay conscious, but couldn't and eventually everything faded to black.

"Black Eagle 1, this is Echo 2, we are in need of medevac ASAP. We've got seriously wounded personnel on the premises."

"Copy that Echo 2, E.T.A. 5 minutes."

"C'mon Drew, you'll make it through this, stay with me." Helena got no response. She felt for a pulse, it was there but it was slowing down.