Okay, I guess I have some explaining. Nightshade with the Demon Spirit inside her makes it near impossible for her to die. She doesn't age barely at all once it gained so much strength. I'd also like to give some credit to @xXDerpy_HoovesXx I used one of her projects for help on the whole shading business. (I literally /took it apart/ to understand it more (I dissected it X3)) And it's kind of her style with the words there. And yes. I did it in vector, not the best... I've tried. Still practicing! XD
Nightshade trotted slowly through the desolate field. Rubble and black stained walls were all that the eye could see. Nightshade walked past, not moving her head to view any of it. Lost in her own thoughts. Her longing, her loss, her wish to see her old friends long gone, etched strongly on her saddened face. She stopped abruptly, "Why me?" she whispered, touching her hoof to a collar carefully placed on her neck. "Why did I have to go through this?" She looked down, using her horn she ripped the collar off her neck, throwing it to the ground, slamming her hoof down on the ground she released a form of energy, and suddenly she changed; into Moonglare, a darkened pony without pupils and dragon like wings. She threw her head up and laughed hysterically. Sharpened teeth exposed at her gaping mouth letting out the terrifying laughter. Dropping her head down again she smirked and said aloud to herself in a darkened voice. "Why hello again!" Then her face changed slightly, less darkened and her wings became less 'real' her eyes changing slightly as if the original face was trying to break while the demonic face stayed. "Hello, Moonglare" The face changed again to the demon form, more solid. "Nightshade..." she paused then continued, "What do you want?" "What do you mean?" "It's been ages Nightshade. You've gained control yet here I am." "I can't get rid of you. So, your all I have left." "You miss them." "Of course I do. I miss all of them." "You want to ask me something..." "Two things in fact." "Ask me one, then the other." "Why me?" "You've been wondering /that/ for a long time haven't you? Hm... I suppose the real question is; why not?" "But /why/??" "Because you were weak, and pitiful... and I was... Lonely..." "Lonely?" "Yes." She stood taller as if to keep her from feeling pity anymore then needs be. "Second question?" "Yes. The second one.." she seemed to have to think for a bit. "Would you mind if I was to end it all?"
