I will follow him... {Chaos}

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I smiled at my daughter, sleeping at my side. I nuzzled her neck to waken her up. Her eyes flickered and she yawned. She looked up inquisitivly and shook her little head. I nuzzled her to her feet and shushed her cries for sleep. Your father wants you to go and see him. Go and wait by his cliff. You need to do this, ok? And, please, do as your told. I said, lowering my head. I listened to her walk away muttering and sighed, slipping into sleep.

I watched my mother close her eyes and yawned again. I turned and walked away, muttering under my breath that I wanted to sleep. I went towards the sound of water and stood on the cliff, in the moonlight. The moon was hung low and I was amazed by it.

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c h a o s

The dark chestnut stallion waited down by the river, his favourite place. The crashing of the small waves, the wind whistleing through the tops of the trees, the constant muttering of the nearby wolves, whose den was across the bank. The dark stallion smirked as he heard the alpha male wolf curse him under his breathe. Fineally snapping, Chaos swung his bodice around and slammed his hooves close to the alpha. Look here Cracken, if you cannot accept me and my heard, leave now. And don't return..if you wish to stay..Shut up. He hissed tossing his banner and snorting. Harks perked forward as he heard snapping branches above him, and nares flared to reveal the scent of Chantelle. Down here, filly. His voice was deep, and silky as always. He sidestepped away from the wolves den, and turned to look back at tCracken, only to find him snarling in the den entrance. Chaos smirked, and turned to wait for Chantelle to come down the cliffs edge.

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I heard something speak and then my name being called, by a familiar voice. I walked down the cliff and saw my sire, stood speaking. I dipped my head to him and walked closer. My mother told me you wanted to see me? Why did you want to see at night? I asked, looked round the moonlit plaza. It was much more beautiful then the day. I looked back and snorted. Who were you talking to, father? I asked, politly. I was getting quite inquisitive and after seeing the slave mare leave, I was quite happy my mother was happy. I got to spend more time with her. I smiled and sighed. Everything was going great.

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The dark chestnut stallion perked his harks forwards when she spoke, her voice was growing so elegant, with just that small hint of silk, just like her father. He smiled, Yes, i thought it would be nice for us to spend a little time together, and at night, because it is when it is best, seen as you are a dark Chantelle. he extended his muscular neck and bumped her muzzle gently with his. It was cracken, the alpha wolf male. He thinks he can scare us all away, but you just have to put the darn critters in their place. As he spoke of the wolf pack, he turned his skull behind him and glanced at their den, now, more than one wolf was watching. Snorting loudly, the big stallion reared up on his hind legs, causing the wolves to flee, bringing his hooves down hard, he clipped a youngster, breaking both its back legs, and there he lay, squealing, unable to move. A smirk palyed across his maw, he turned back to Chantelle, Why don't you finish him off? I'm sure your hooves are strong enough now. His voice was deep, and filled the area around them, would Chantelle freak out at his actions? Or take it like the dark she was and kill the young wolf cub?

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I looked at the wolves, fleeing away and screaming with fear. I heard a cruch and as I looked, a young wolf, stuck under neath the weight of Chaos, was screaming, probably pleeding with him, not to take his life. I looekd up at him, hiding my disgust. I walked towards the wolf and closed my eyes. I turned my back on it, and kicked out, feeling the wolf cub fly off them. I opened my eyes and heard the crack of it's neck in the silence as it landed hard on the ground. I suddenly felt the disgust change into something...something good. It was like I had an impulse to do what my father did. I smiled and turned to my father. Was that ok, father? I asked, still innocently.

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c h a o s

You could spill a thousand words and none would mean a thing..

[I'm changing to first person, hope you don't mind]

My black orbs watched the filyl, a smirk plastered to my face, at first, i could see the confusion in her face, she wanted to obey my rules, but something was stopping her, i sensed panic taking over. I took a step towards her, my hoof being sucked in by all the mud and water that layed underfoot. I nooded my skull, and that seemed to change things, now, i could see determination in the youngsters face and she backed up to the cub and killed it. I snorted softly. Well Done Chantelle, this is what i expect of you, to be a dark, live like a dark, I am the darkest stallion in Midnight acres so far, we have a reputation to keep up I sidestepped to her side and locked my jaw around her mane gently, what else could we do tonight? I walked past her Come now, I stepped over dead leaves, branches, stattered by the wind, Hollow Woods was beginning to look more evil by the day, pushed by the equines living here.

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{OOC: i don't mind, do as you wish, oh powerful admin}

I smiled at his words and when his jaw meet my neck, I screwed my face up and moaned to get free. He was being gentle, but I wasn't comfy. I sighed as he let me go and I followed at his command. I was following two different paths, and both were as confusing as each other. I walked at his side, and sighed. How are the twins? I asked, deafened by the silence. I looked up at my sire and watched him with bouncing, joyous eyes. He seemed determined to get me to act darker, but why? I was the daughter of a high mare, who was raising me to be light, and now, my father was erasing all that. Why? Why is he choosing now to teach me the ways of the dark? Is he planning something? Big? I shook my head and yawned, watching the path ahead.

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Calling you home..

My harks listened to what was happening, twitching from the moaning of the young batch of wolves behind me, to the place i had only a few days ago. It wasn't far to travel, about ten minutes away from the outskirts of Hollow Woods, a large meadow, surrounded by sandy banks and bushes. This, was where young Chantelle would learn to fight like me.. Words were to be spoken of the way Eris was bringing her up, No matter how much I loved the mare, I wanted the herds reputation to stay up. This was the darkest herd in Midnight Acres, and I wished for it to stay that way.
Looking back at the filly who stayed by my side, i smiled as she spoke, she was much like Emira, a friendly heart, but if she showed it, Chantelle could be one to fear. If she showed her defensive attitude towards others, if she behaved a little more like Shadrik and Intrepid. I was pleased with the colts so far, they seemed to be becoming more dark and twisted every day.
I turned my skull towards the young mare when i heard her voice. They are doing well, although, i have not seen the pair for a while, nor have i seen many of the herd members, prehaps this disgustingly warm weather is hiding them. I hated the warmth, although i was a thin boned stallion, my muscle kept me warm in the cold nights, i liked feeling cold, it was much like my heart and my soul.
Turning the corner, out of hollow woods, my black orbs rested on some creatures, a few wolves, hiding in the brush, but my eyes glistened at the sight of a young deer, not much smaller than Chantelle. Now, a bit ore of a challenge for you dear..Do you think you can manage to hunt the fawn over there? Yes, was the answer i was looking for, never the less, she did have the right to refuse, some horses would just not let themselves become killers.

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Iwatched the fawn amzingly. She moved with grace and was cautious of her surroundings. I suddenly heard Chaos speak and I turned to look up at his face. the feelings had returned to my stomich, that feeling of excitement. I smirked and walked away, keeping my distance from the fawn. I watched where I stood and crouched lower to the ground. My steps got shorter and quieter, and I was sure enough, Chaos couldn't see me. I waited for the fawn to come my way, before jumping out at it and lashing out with my hooves. I watched the fawn slip under the weight and as she hit the ground, my pillars went up and landed on her's chest, raising again and this time landing on her neck. A snap or two was heard and sure enough, the creature was dead. I sighed with content and walked back towards father, my head held high and my eyes closed. How did I do, father?

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You could spill a thousand words and none would mean a thing..

I watched with amazment glistening in my eyes, although she was acting like my puppet, and any other equine that saw these acts, could see it as a form of bullying, i felt nothing but pride soaring in my heart, my little angel was becoming a dark, and it didn't take much. I was so happy for her, a trotted over to where she stood over the baby fawn, and lowered my skull to its lifeless, mangled body, wrapped my teeth around it, and tossed into a bush. Snorting with delight, i embraced Chantelle in a hug, Amazing my angel, i am proud to call you my daughter. I thought it would be slightly harder to get you to become more dark, however, its in your blood. You just need to let the demon control you.
But what would Eris say about all of this? I was pretty sure she wouldn't want her inocent angel acting like her father...

[could you bring eris in too?]

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I smiled with the praise and shone with the proudness. It was helping me...feel more dark. I snorted and shook my head. Well, father, I am learning my ways from the best of the dakrlands, aren't I? I asked, sucking up slightly. I'd never heard Chaos call Lakita's daughter, or even Neveah's daughter, angel. So, this was turning point for me. I felt darker than ever and I was going to impress my father anyway possible.

(bringing in Eris)

I opened my eyes to the moonlit field, the sweet smell of everyones scent still wafting through the air. I sat up and blinked the sleep out of my eyes. Where was my daughter? Still with Chaos, probably. I rolled onto my feet and walked across the field, sniffing the air. No trace of her nearby. Maybe if I wait, they'll wander this way.

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THe way you are..

My black orbs glistened as the light off the moon shone onto them, sighing softly, i reached forward to touch the filly. I am so proud of you chantelle. I stepped back, away from her, and glanced at the blood stasined grass underfoot, where the fawn had taken its lat breaths. An evil smirk spread across my faceade and my nares came across the scent of Eris in the change of the wind, tonight, it blew strong from the east, it knotted my long mane into a tangled mess, but because it was so silkly, it soon untangeld. A quiet nicker escaped my lips, and i turned back around to Chnetelle, urging her to follow.
Sure enough, when we came back into Hollow Woods my black orbs rested on no other than Eris herself, slowing to a walk, and extending my neck, i sought out to bumpmuzzles with the mare. Hello Eris, how are you this fine night? I turned my head to Chantelle and smiled Why don't you tell your mother what we've been up to Chan? I asked, nudging her neck gently, would Eris mind? Would she feel betrayed? Or would she be happy for our daughter...

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I looked up at my father as he spoke soft words towards my mother. She turned her face to look at me and smiled. Her eyes seemed soft but not for long. I stood forward and shyly spoke. I've been....learning how to be more darker, like father. I said, looking down. How would mother take it? Happily, or crossly?

I looked up at the appraoching doublet and whinnied to Chaos. As he reached forward, my muzzle met his and I sighed contently. At his words, I turned and looked at my daughter, who seemed happier then earlier. I smiled. I be fine, m'lord. And you? I asked, sweetly. I turned my head to listen to Chantelles words and as they came out, my heart sank a little. My expression changed happier and I smiled, even though I didn't want to. Very well, my dear. How did she do, Chaos?