The Tragedy of Noctem

Chapter One: Preps

You know sometimes I wonder who really I am.

I wonder, if I'm meant for anything great at all?

If I'm really worth a soul and body on this earth.

I try telling myself I'll do great and amazing things, that nobody else has even dreamed of.

But no matter how many times I try to escape my hellish reality, I always wake up. In an endless loop of the very gift God, Allah, the Sun God or whatever deity, blessed me with endless imagination. What once was the child's vast world of nonstop creativity now is the adults imprisonment, for no matter what great things I can think, non are powerful enough to release me from my bonds.

Soothing sorrowful woe... These are the life and times of Nyx of the moon's light. May my memories live long in the hearts of those who hold them.

A ring of light appeared suddenly from the overcast, scattering the birds nestling in the grass. An explosion of fire lit up the darkness. And all went quiet and dark as it once was. But all was not as it seemed...

A silhouette, tall and menacing as dark of the moon, rose without a whisper in the air. Blue eyes of shadow pierced the gloomy murk of night. They glanced around furtively, then looked down upon the claw-like hands. Four claws, not five as told. No matter, a spell written five thousand years ago and in a different universe, it was better than nothing. Surely better than that horrible troll-like creature which sprouted seven fingers each but only three toes total.

The eyes shifted until they located the creatures back. Though it was dark, it mattered not. The shadow could see clearly as day. Clearer in fact.

Two wings, quiet small and hard to notice, but folded in. When the monster opened them however, they held a solid twelve feet diameter. And amongst the thin grey membranes: lines of crystal heart hues of neon blues and purples. Beautiful. The enemies might catch a glimpse of the blue angel before death was brought upon them.

The eyes looked down again, past the hands, and instead at the limbs, torso, and legs. There was no long neck as promised, but one that supported similarity the creatures once humanoid form. The arms and legs were slightly shorter in proportion, possibly to impose walking on all four limbs. Nonetheless the were thick to the bone in muscles, a stomach flatter than paper (or so the monster thought smugly), and three toes as well, with retractable claws as well.

"Such a truly nightmarish creature of darkness should not be permitted in a universe like this. But I've waited long enough for this moment. It's time for my colors to shine, and my scream to be heard. FOR I AM NYX! THE GREAT AND DEADLY! HEAR MY NAME AND WAIL, for I am death to all, and to all a good night...

"Spike! Wake up!"

"Ugh...."

Spikes eyes opens the tiniest fraction of an inch.

"Five more minutes please...?"

"No! You already had 'five more minutes' ten minutes ago! We need to get going or we're going to miss Princess Luna's royal visit!"

Spike looked at the clock.

"5:30? Really Twilight, I know your the top student and all, not to mention a princess yourself, but why do we need to get up this early? What's there to do?"

The question was a mistake.

"WHAT'S THERE TO DO?-" began Twilight.

After thirty minutes of lecturing, and a coffee with donuts (extra sprinkles) Spike felt a little bit more awake. It was still dark out.