The Light of Darkness

The front metallic door opened up, revealing a tall white pony, "Welcome back, got everything finished. Come on in then." The inside of the house was not lighted of lights, but rather many scented vanilla and pumpkin candles, creating the sweet and odd aroma.

 

Blade smiled as she walked in, shutting the door and locking it. The candles were specially for times when electricity was not really needed, in fact they were used almost every night.
"So, your here, I already have the wine ready if you want some, I also have some dinner in the oven as we speak."

 

"Alright then, well that will be on standby if needed," he said, going from from the spot he was standing and to the table in front of the couch, pouring two glasses of wine. He was not too sure about this, but he was certain that a glass of wine or two would be alright.

 

"1697, the time of my forefathers," BladeRunner said, not really caring for Celestia and that ruckus. He preferred correct history and not the bull*hit that involves kingdoms and the such. He knew those were fact, but the creation of all ponies were a great mystery to him anyway... why was he thinking about religion again?
(You should be careful, she could find out still find out...) BladeRunner thought to himself, taking a swig from his own glass, "Grey Goose has been around for heavens age, its really unknown when the company came out, oh well. So, how has your day been?"

 

((Ah, I see, if the topic of religion comes up at all, you'll see his reason for why he believes what it is.))

"Then thats good!" Blade said, noticing she was not looking at him, "There something I did wrong didn't I?" He asked, wandering what could be the problem.

 

BladeRunner had a slight blush running across his face as he set the wine down, getting up and moving to the other side of the table, "I have...not told you the whole truth, of who I really am..."
(I cannot believe your doing this you idiot! You just met her!)

 

"My age, I'm not 24. I am far older then that, my body is young, but my soul, my mind, it is much older. Truthfully, I am nearly a thousand years old." BladeRunner said, he did not know how the mare would react, whether she'd take it as a joke or want to escape from this place at once.

 

"Have you ever heard of the story of the Big Five? Celestia, Luna, and three other companions who embarked on the journey, the same one that took five years before Luna went rogue?" Blade questioned back, looking directly at the mare this time, his eyes fixed on here as if he were serious.

 

"I was one of them," Blade said, admitting to the mare, "Memories a bit rusty, but I was about the age of 17 during the trials. Luna trained me in the dark battle arts, I was the one who held the Abyss upon his shoulders, nopony else."

 

"Yeah, its difficult to keep up. Think of a darker version of Tartarus, pitch black, holding only the Wraiths within itself, nasty place to be, I hated it there," BladeRunner said to himself a little loudly, "I am the Abyssal Ravager, there was Luna the Night Blade, Celestia the Sun Valkyrie, Erika the Dark Assassin, and Ragna the Dead Flame. We were the big five, now I was not born after Luna's imprisonment, not I was there to see it all go down, I was born the same day war broke out between the ponies and the Hive."