The Lover of Nightmares

Her Life, Destroyed (Nightmare's P.O.V)

     Pain. That's all she felt, physically. Pitch black. That's all she could see. Silence. All she could hear. Loneliness. All she could feel, emotionally. She was gone. Her physical form was gone, ripped from Luna, her original being. She was cast put of existence, left adrift in a place many know only as death. Many know of it, many have experienced it, few have told what they have experienced, yet none have lived in death. They know not of what it really feels like. She does. The midnight black pelted mare with large wings and a long horn, grey eyes with slit pupils, and a billowing mane and tail that looked as if they were made of twilight.
     Nightmare Moon was her name. She was floating in the darkness because of her sister and those six fillies. And before that, she was banished to the moon for a thousand years because of a fight with her sister. All she wanted was for the night to be appreciated. Loved. Gazed upon in awe. Her sister rose the sun, and her the night. Everypony loved Celestia, loved her sun. Everypony praised it, played in the day, but shunned Luna, shunned the night. She just wanted to be loved.
     All of a sudden, a small light broke through the dark. Nightmare flinched at the sudden brightness, but went towards the light. And with that, Archaic Argent was born. New memories flooded into her head as the sudden years passed by. Her body was human, no longer pony. She had no horn or wings. Her skin was still as black as midnight (meaning she's African-American, dark chocolate version) . Her eyes were grey, without the slit pupils. Her teeth were sharper than most, but nothing too noticeable. Her hair, however, still looked like twilight itself and flowed as if a breeze was in it. She remembered everything from her past life. Maybe this was a new start for her. She hoped so. And, as the memories slowed to a halt, her new life began. She felt tired. As soon as her head hit the pillow, she slept. However, the first real day would be a nightmare, as it was her first day in high school.