shined down and warmed a grassy area that lazily rolled with the
soft breeze. A colorful figure came into view, it was a rainbow
unicorn. The rainbow pattern on its skin was radiating from the
sun, becoming a wonder of beauty to other life forms.
All other life turned to the light spectacle for reinsurance and
safety. The unicorn made its job to protect the lesser forms from
evil and famine. But one day, a normal day with the sun out and
the unicorn out basking in its rays, a call was heard. Not a
shout or a yelp but a high pitched howl. The unicorn jumped to
his feet, trying to regain himself to focus on what was
happening. Slowly and surely, the land began to darken as black
misty clouds cover the sky. The unicorn, bewildered at what was
happening right before him, stood with absolute purpose at top of
his hill to find and stop whatever is causing the dark
desperately gazed down at the hill, scanning to see what the
cause of trouble may be. From the corner of his eye, he saw
darkened shapes on the bottom of the hill. They appeared to be
hooded, and a strange dark light glowed around them, giving them
an ominous appearance. They stood and raised their arms towards
the sky, and the clouds blackened. Rain started to pelt down on
the unicorn, and the grass started to wither away. Yowls of
terror was heard around him, and with rage, he galloped down
towards the hooded shapes.
As he drew closer and closer, the surrounding was getting darker
and darker. A black fog rolled in, and the rain that pelted down
was staining his pelt. The astonishing colors of red, blue, and
purple all faded to a dark grey. He trotted forward, gritting his
teeth, breathing heavily with rage. Who were these people or
things, he did not care anymore. They came to his world, his
land, his world of color, and turned it black. He hears footsteps
behind him and he dashes around, ready for the hooded figures to
appear, his head down and eyes narrowed. A small bunny, covered
in black goo, slowly wobbled his way over. He lifted his hand and
tried to speak, his mouth open but no words came out. Then death.
He fell at the unicorn's feet. The black goo around his figure
melted and then soaked into the ground, there was no bunny left.
The green grass turned black. The unicorn gazed down. What is
happening to my world. . .
shriveled and melted away, and thunder boomed the sky. The
unicorn saw the hooded shapes, not paying attention to him as
they continue their cruel work. Exploding with anger, the unicorn
sprinted towards one of them, and stabbed at it with his horn. A
bloodcurdling shriek came from the dark threat, and a new color
of red splashed onto the already colorless world, staining and
spreading around. The unicorn twisted mercilessly and shook the
corpse off his horn, glaring at the other figures. A set of white
fangs grinned back at him, as if they accepted the challenge.
With rage, the unicorn dashed towards them, and the figures
merely dodged him. A deep chuckle came out from them, as if it
was just a game to them. They looked at one another, nodded, and
started to float above the ground. Astounded, the unicorn jumped
and tried to catch one of them, but fell. He fell onto the
corpse, and the glow from the original owner suddenly became his.
As the unicorn saw the dark light around him, he focused on the
flying figures, and began to float.
He was floating. The dark figures around him started an evil
hissing laugh. The blood from his first victim ran down his face.
Up up and away, up through the black fog. He could see his land
and more figures. The life being drained, the color being washed
away like a hand over salt. Up up and through the black clouds
that rained the goo down. Now it was just him and the figures,
their laugh turned to a low hum, the glow around him vanished and
black ropes came round and tied his legs up. Now floating, tied
up, God knows how far up. The unicorn screamed in anger. Words
couldn't be formed only shouts and yells in his blood thirsty
rage. The ropes tightened and the figures came closer, the hum
getting louder, their smiles and fanged teeth getting bigger. The
unicorn shook and tossed around, trying to break free, trying to
escape. Then the figures were right next to him, they stick their
skinny arms out. He thrashed one last time, and a rope
boost of hope filled the unicorn and he struggled at the ropes.
Snap, snap. The ropes were broken off and the unicorn was free.
Bewildered, the figures only had a moment to realize what just
happened until the unicorn once again stabbed at one of them. The
spine chilling scream began, and was cut off short when the
unicorn performed the finishing twist with his horn. The dark
glow became his once again, and the figure fell, falling through
space and into nothing, eternally falling. Blood trickled down
the unicorn's flank, and a soft gasp was heard from one of the
figures. They started to fly, and it was like a game of tag. The
unicorn narrowed his eyes, his mane angrily whipping at his face,
and the dark glow he obtained gave him a newfound speed. The
light brightened a little, for the glow from the first victim
began to reappear. With the combined glows, the unicorn caught up
to another one of the figures, and thrusted his horn into it.
Another shriek, another twist, a final gasp, and another figure
to fall to its eternal damnation. The glow brightened around the
unicorn. Now there was only one figure left, and they stayed
there, dark and light glows floating, staring with hatred at each
The figure relaxed its stance and stood. Grinning at the blood
covered unicorn, he lowered his head and pointed the red spike at
"Ahhtatata, I wouldn't do that," words were said, light and clear
from the dark figure.
The unicorn raised his head. His face still enthralled with
anger, but he was puzzled.
"What is it you think you gain from killing us?" spoke the figure
again in a whisper.
"The safety of my people from you black abominations. I don't
know who you are or what, but I've already killed four of you and
I won't stop with you!" The unicorn tensed as he spoke.
"Save your people? Of that world? The one. . . Over there?"
The unicorn turned around to see a dark, smokey, and gloomy
planet. He saw the blackness slowly envelope the world. He
trembled in fear and pain.
"Now tell me, how do you plan to save that which is already
He looked back, the figure moved closer. The hood removed. But
still shadowed, the blackness of space still shrouded her
"Give up fair unicorn," the voice was of a woman. "Give up now
and spare us the effort of tearing your limbs off one by one. .
." her eyes were wide and pulsed red.
Her grin stretched to her ears and she hummed the low dark hum
once before. She was close now, almost touching him. He yelled
and kicked her back, then in a flash he was turned around and
raced at her.
Silence, not even a shriek or a cry, the figure laid fitted
nicely with the horn in her stomach.
"I don't know how I'll do it but my world will be back. I'll
start by killing. Every. Last. One. Of. You."
The blood poured down the unicorns face. He lashed and threw the
figure off. On her face was the same grin and pulsing eyes. Her
glow faded and shot over to the unicorn.
unicorn watched her fall, the last of her glow combined with the
other figures' glows within the unicorn. The light brightened and
only grew brighter. Puzzled, the unicorn watched as the light
radiated at him. Suddenly, a faint spot of color was appearing on
his grayed flank. The dark colors slithered away, and the spot
became bigger and bigger. The familiar colors of the rainbow
flowed down the unicorn's body, thus completing him back to his
original being. Amazed, the unicorn looked at his blackened
world. A ray of light shot out from him, piercing through the
dark clouds. The light was swallowed from the darkness. A moment
passed, and the unicorn worriedly waited. An explosion of light
came, bursting through the dark clouds. A dark light seemed to
gather up, forming a menacing shadow as if to fight off the
brightness. The brightened light formed its own shadow, larger
than the darkened one, and clawed at it. The darkness grew
smaller and smaller until it was gone, and the light turned back
to the colorless world. It circled around it like a cloud,
shooting rays of light onto the ground. The unicorn saw colors
appearing once again, and realized that the light within him is
recreating his world again. Ray after ray, colors rose up and
brightened the world with its greens and blues. After the light
has done its job, it gathered and shot back at the unicorn,
absorbing into him. He fell back a little from the impact. A new
feeling within him came, and curiously, he floated down to his
world. It was bright, warm, and colorful. The grass stood up, the
trees grew back to its place, and flowers sprung from the ground.
A colorful blob of goo was forming a puddle, then a shape, and
the bunny that died before him was alive again. Gaping with
astonishment, the unicorn watched as life began to build itself
up and flourish. All of the life forms came back, stumbling from
the impact, but smiling at one another. They all saw the unicorn,
and gathered around him, cheering and grinning. The unicorn's
heart warmed. I did it. . . I saved them. . . he smiled.
lights combined created a brighter light within your soul," a
whisper was heard. "You're the true protector."
the unicorn wondered where the whisper came from, but shrugged.
He saved his world, that's all that mattered.