Prince of Equestria - Blood Moon Summer, Part 10

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>Your teeth gnash as you cross your blades, parrying Anonym’s attack as the two of you meet.
>The sheer power against your weapons forces you to one knee almost immediately, causing you to yelp in surprise as you brace yourself.
>Anonym leers down at you from behind cold blue eyes.
>Your body aches and cries as you push back, slowly forcing your way back to your feet.
>You can feel it, it’s like a wave radiating from his entire body.
>The others radiated fear. Shining Armor, unbridled anger.
>Anonym does not feel these things.
>As you break away and Anonym sets himself for another strike, you put your finger on it.
>Nothing.
>No fear, no anger, no joy.
>All Anonym feels as he fights you is a tempered, restrained killer instinct.
>And something else…
“Is that the best you got, you old fossil?”
>”What’s the matter? Can’t beat a dead man?”
>Wh…what?!
>You grit your teeth and try to catch Anonym by surprise, leaping at him with both swords raised, turning you into a human lance.
“I’LL TURN YOU INTO MINCED MEAERUURGK!”
>Anonym raises the shield Indora, blocking your all-out attack. As your blades strike the shield, it glows a bright white.
>You are given no time to defend yourself as a bright force radiates from the point of impact, sending you flying across the campground as your blades dissipate.
>After a few tumbles, you scramble to your feet as Anonym walks towards you, sword raised.
“You…what was that?”
>No answer.
>You roar in frustration as you snap your arms out to your sides, your blades reforming on your hands.
>They seem a little…smaller.
>Whatever, this bitch needs to die!
“ANSWER ME!”
>He does not.
>Instead, he mutters something you cannot hear, pointing his sword at the sky.
“DON’T YOU PLAY GAMES WITH ME! I WILL TEAR YOU LIMB FROM LI-“
>A distant rumble above catches your attention.
>You jump a little as a bolt of lightning strikes the sword in Anonym’s hand. He points it at you.
>Oh shit.
>You barely have time to switch spells, your blades disappearing as you raise your arms across your face, raising a shield around you.
>Chaos fills your ears as the electrical energy leaps from the tip of the sword Syphos, splashing across the shield with a crackling fury.
>Huh…that was better than you expected.
>You lower your arms as you drop the shield, preparing to retake the offen…
>Oh.
>You deduce that the lightning attack was just a distraction, a conclusion you reach as Anonym’s boot meets your face.
>And once again, you are sent spiraling to the dirt.
>Shining Armor can not believe what the hell he’s watching.
>SHINING: “Who is this guy? Why is he just wasting time, playing around with Anon?”
>Anonym pauses and glances at Armor as you pull yourself back to your feet, wiping the blood from your nose.
>ANONYM: “Not wasting time, Equestrian. Buying it.”

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>You are Anonymous.
>You lean forward on your knees as Luna hangs her head, her pale blue bangs falling over her face.
“A prisoner? What do you mean?”
>She shakes her head, keeping her gaze locked downwards.
>”Nightmare Moon was born of me as the nightmare that now holds sway over your body was born. She was born of my anger, my sorrow and my desperation to fix what I thought was a horrible mistake of my sister’s.”
>She looks up at the ceiling.
>”My hatred for my sister was…absolute. I thought…what kind of sister would take something so dear to me away…then cast it aside so callously?”
>You look at the door you came in.
“Luna…why would you hate your own sister?”
>”Anon, you really must flee here, before Nightmare discovers you’re here…”
>You turn and lock eyes directly with the shackled alicorn, an act that causes her to recoil in surprise with discomfort.
“Please…Luna, your memories and these voices in my head have haunted me most of my life…I just want to know why.”
>Her expression softens as you make your plea, her wings fluttering as her chains clink with her adjustments.
>”Very well…”
>She takes a deep breath as you settle back.
>”Anonym…he was the son of a human king, Rindr, The Lion of the North. When my father and Rindr signed the pact that allied Equestria with the kingdoms of man, there was a clause.”
“A clause?”
>”Yes…that a son of man would be given to Equestria, to be trained to be her champion, her general, the leader of her armies. Me and my sister were born in a time of war, but the Equestrians, even back then, were not suited to the horrors of war.”
“With the Minotaurs?”
>”Yes…the humans were well renowned as warriors, with no connection to the magics that pervade our world…but they adapted and grew regardless. They could do what we could not…and my father sensed something.”
>You cock your head.
>”Something…noble. I believe the words he used was a ‘heroic sense of justice.’”
“Really?”
>Luna nods. “Anonym was the son of man given to Equestria, who would learn the ways of magic and who we as a species were, so he could wield the Sword that protects Equestria.”
“Wait…the sword under the city? The…Harmony Blade?”
>Luna makes a disgusted face. “That’s what my sister calls it?”
“Anyway…”
>”Yes…My sister was like my mother, devoted to peace with no stomach for battle, while I was like my father…I reveled in it.”
>You find that hard to picture. You have yet to meet a p0ny who enjoys fighting.
>”So I trained with Anonym. I spent almost every waking moment with him. Combat stances, tactics, historical training…”
>Luna looks off to the wall wistfully.
>”I grew…attached to him. We discovered the secrets surrounding humanity and their connection to magic together…”
>She smiles a little.
>”I thought…when it came time…”
“Time for what?”
>Luna’s smile fades as she looks at you, suddenly serious.
>”There was a second clause…when the children of Equestria and Mankind came of age, the alliance would be sealed forever by the bonds of matrimony, and together the pair would rule over all mankind and p0nykind, standing strong against all that would threaten them.”
“Wait, you mean marriage?”
>A little venom seeps into Luna’s voice. “It is when I learned Anonym saw me differently than I saw him…as a…sister…while he saw my sister as something…more…”
“Wait…Anonym MARRIED my mother?”
>Luna looks like she wants to spit the words out. “Yes…he loved me as a friend and companion…but he loved Celestia as a mare…as a ‘woman,’ he would say…she gave him her hoof, the gift of her magical power…”
>Wow…but…
“Wait…then, what happened? Why hasn’t mom mentioned anything about him to me? Why would she lie? She said I was the first human to wield magic...”
>Luna shakes her head. “I do not know Anon, but I have rambled to long. Flee now…”
“But I have so many more questions…”
>She pushes you as you stand. “Then I will not be the one to answer them. For some reason, Nightmare is distracted. Flee, you fool!”
>You pause, looking at the alicorn growing more concerned the longer you stay.
>…
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>She blinks in surprise as you grab hold of the chain binding her to the wall, pulling with all your might.
>”W…What are you doing?”
>You grunt through gritted teeth, straining as you pull.
“I’m not leaving here without you!”
>Luna is caught off guard, standing as you pull.
>”Are you mad?!”
“Look, you’re a prisoner too, right? I’m gonna bust you out!”
>”Why would you do that? Why do you care?”
>You pause a moment, thinking before turning back to face her.
“Because…an annoying old fossil told me once that it was the duty of a man to protect others. To use his strength for those who cannot save themselves.”
>Luna turns a light shade of pink around her cheeks as she settles down, watching you return to your effort.
“Besides…I want to, alright?”
>Luna grows quiet, her mouth agape.
>”A..Alright…”
>You turn back and flash her a grin, one that sets the mare’s memories ablaze.
>You groan in agony as you throw your back into it.
>”Anon…saving me now is futile anyway.”
>You blink and drop the chain.
“What do you mean?”
>”Even if I were able to escape, break Nightmare’s influence…I would still be on the moon, and Nightmare Moon would still exist. You need to confront and defeat her, in the real world…”
>She looks dejected, averting her eyes, as if she allowed herself to think for the briefest moment that you could succeed.
“Oh…well then.”
>You kneel down and cup her cheek, doing your best to smile reassuringly.
“Guess that means I’ll just have to come back for you.”
>Luna catches her breath in her chest at your touch, teal eyes searching yours.
>”Yes…I will hold you to that promise.”
>You give her a thumbs up and move to stand.
>”Anon, wait.”
>You blink and turn back to face her.
“Yes? What is it Lun-”
>Your words are muffled as the alicorn connects velvety, night blue lips with yours, if only for a moment.
>She pulls back, blushing brightly with a smile.
>“For luck. Now, get out of here!”
>You just gulp and nod as you turn and run for the door.
>The hell was that abou-”
>NMM: “WHAT IN TARTARUS IS GOING ON HERE!?”
>…
>You look back at Luna, and her expression tells you that she’s thinking the same thing you are.
>Oh…shit…

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>You are Shining Armor.
>Anon screams are full of futility as he strikes at the other human that the Princess turned in to, the one called Anonym.
>Anonym blocks every blow with a shield he seemingly managed to summon out of nowhere, not of energy like yours or Anon’s, but of metal and wood.
>As well as that sword he refuses to use, also made of metal.
>All with a kind of magic you have never seen before.
>It may be all this new information, or it may be the blood loss, but you are having a hard time wrapping your head around all of this.
>With each blow to the shield, Anon’s magical power fades, little by little, as if the shield was leeching him dry.
>ANON: “You…I don’t know what you’re doing…but it won’t work…I’m going to rip your throat out…then I’m gonna kill Shining Armor and Celestia…and then I’m gonna…”
>BITCHSLAP!
>Anonym backhands the weakening Anon with his sword hand, sending him spiraling to the ground.
>He stands over the body of your possessed friend as Anon struggles to get up.
>ANONYM: “First rule of combat, lad. You fight with your fists, not your tongue.”
>ANON: “Fuck youUAAAAAAGH!”
>You jump a little bit as Anonym finally puts the soul to use, pinning Anon to the ground as the blade pierces his shoulder.
>Anon seems to be frozen in place as you trot over cautiously.
>ANON: “WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?!”
“Is…is it over?”
>Anonym looks at you and shakes his head. “No. The sword Syphos is also called the Sword of Souls. It will not pierce flesh, but any warrior to taste it’s bite will remain immobilized as long as the sword remains in his flesh.”
“So…what now?”
>ANONYM: “Now, we wait…by using the shield Indora to drain his magic ability, the grip of Nightmare upon his soul is weakened…however he will regain that strength, eventually he will be able to overcome Syphos’ power.”
>You gulp, inspecting the sword wound.
>ANON: “WHAT IN TARTARUS IS GOING ON HERE!?”
“Who’s he talking to?”
>ANONYM: “With luck, Anon. The real one, trapped in the Nightmare. If Anon wishes to escape and retake what is his, he must do it now…I do not believe Celestia can maintain the spell keeping me here for much longer…”
“Wait, keeping you here? What do you mean?”
>ANONYM: “I am dead, have been for a long time. I can take this form of flesh only by the power of Celestia and the five Elements of Harmony…but they are not limitless. Soon, Celestia will exhaust herself and the Elements’ power, and I will return to the spirit world.”
“Hold on…what if Anon isn’t back by then? Or what if he can’t come back?”
>Anonym turns and faces you, and you feel your veins run cold like they were flooded with ice water.
>ANONYM: “Then there is nothing in Equestria that will be able to stop the coming nightmare.”
>You nod solemnly. All through training, you were told to expect to face threats to the nation.
>But you never imagined something like this.
“Come on, Anon…”