This is written from King Whirlwind's point of view. Be prepared to meet a brand new character...

I beat my wings as hard as I could, trying to get to the border, soaring through the night. Flare swooped along behind me, trying her best to keep up.
“Whirlwind… I’m… getting…. Puffed…” she panted, flapping her violet wings.
“I know, but we need to get out of the Empire,” I said. “And I can’t slow down. You can do it!” She strained and flapped.
I steadily maintained the force-field around us, which was protecting us from the storm. But it wouldn’t last if the Hiems noticed it was the King flying through…
All of a sudden there was a huge flash of lightning. I gasped, slowing to a stop. I looked overhead and saw we were in a very dangerous spot. The clouds were terrifyingly large and black, and I could hear the screeching. Flare squeaked in fear.
As I watched the storm carefully, just about to move along, I saw some leap out of the clouds. A white, ghostly face, with yellow, slit eyes and swirling aqua mane. It screeched, baring its fangs.
A Hiem has spotted us.
Flare screamed as it leapt towards us, lightning bolts shooting down either side. I gasped and yelled to Flare, blasting a jet of magic behind me.

“Flare! Fly downwards, now!” I yelled, shoving her. I continued shooting at the Hiem. It was trying to come towards me, screeching. All of a sudden my huge jet of glowing magic hit the horrid creature square in the chest. It screamed and fell, wings bent and withered. I watched in shock as it plummeted towards the earth, when all of a sudden it vanished. Into thin air. It’s body disintegrated, turning into snowflakes. My mouth fell open. It was getting creepier and creepier.
“Whirlwind! Hurry! More will see you!” cried Flare, halfway towards the forest beneath. I nodded and swooped down to her, catching up. Together we shot to the ground, flying into the forest.
We went through the canopy and soon landed. The woods were dark, and wind blew onto us. The trees cast long shadows from the moonlight, and I shivered. Flare stepped backwards and bumped into me.
“Sorry.” She muttered, head down.
“It’s OK. Come on, let’s find a place to rest. We’ll try to go by hoof until we reach the edge of the Empire.” I said reassuringly, and she nodded nervously.
We began to walk through the dark. The forest was thick and black, with creeping vines and sparkling leaves. It was so scary by night. And the fact it was probably swarming with manticores, dragons, and other strange creatures didn’t help.
Soon we were going up a slope. So far there was no noise in the dead-still place except our hoof-steps over the soil and leaves.
We reached the top of the hill and I looked around. Just more forest. I sighed and kept walking down.
A few minutes later we were on flat ground. We must’ve been in a bowl. A dip in the woods. I heard a small flutter in the tree-tops and Flare whimpered, jumping near me. I put my wing over her. I’d known her so long, she was almost a daughter to me. And yet I barely knew anything about her past…
All of a sudden we reached the edge of the trees. A clearing? That was abrupt. I stepped ahead when suddenly I spotted a silhouette against the undisturbed night sky of the forest.
A stone castle.
Crumbled, tall, scary. Bricks lay scattered through the bushes and grass, near the ancient castle. Where did this come from? In no history books I’d read so far it mentioned anything about a palace, other that the one I lived in, Laheb City Palace.
“Wow.” Muttered Flare. “Do you think its safe to go in?”
“Well, there can’t be anypony living here. Nopony can even survive in this forest. Come on, it’s the only practical thing we can sleep in for the night.” I replied, walking forward. I beat my wings and flew up, shooting to the top of a crumbling wall. I alighted upon it and Flare landed too.
I walked along the wall to a tower, entering it. There was a flight of stairs leading down. I lit up my horn for some light and descended.
As I went down, a few bricks broke and fell beneath my hooves. Flare treaded lightly, watching where I walked so she knew where to step.
We soon reached the bottom. We were standing in a large hallway, a disintegrated rug stretching down to the end. I stepped onto it and it dissolved beneath me.
“Well, it’s pretty old.” Muttered Flare, walking slowly before me.
Our hooves echoed around the place. I looked around, seeing many large holes in the ceiling. I saw the stars from inside a hall.
We came to the end of the corridor, and saw a wide flight of stairs. Oh good, another floor. I trotted up, trying to find a nice place for the two of us to rest.
We arrived at the top, in a shadowy hall surrounded by rooms. The doors were missing, and you could see into some rooms through holes.
I walked along, and soon found a nice room. It had no holes except for the window, which amazingly, still had it’s glass intact.
“Flare! Over here, I found a room.” I called. She galloped over to me and peered in.
“Cool,” she started, when all of a sudden there was a noise.
“Who goes there?” called a nervous male voice. I gasped, stepping back. A shiver ran up my spine for some reason. “Get out! Get out of my home!”
“It’s OK! We don’t mean to harm you!” I replied. Flare whimpered and ducked behind me. She was being very scared at the moment. “Please, step into our sight! We honestly mean you no harm!”
“How can I trust you?” whimpered the voice.
I sighed. “Because I’m the King. Please, come out.”
“The King?? Oh my! Oh please… don’t hurt me! I’m coming out now.” Replied the voice. I watched as a dark figure came out of the shadows.
Yes, it was a pony. A unicorn, tall as Flare. He was dark grey, with black, swirling mane and tail. His eyes were shining blue, hooves dark navy, and cutie mark two waves of black and blue sparkling light. He timidly stepped towards us, then collapsed in a bow.
“Your highness, King… um…” Wait, how didn’t he know my name?
“Er, Whirlwind.” I said, beckoning for him to stand. “How come you don’t know me?”
“Sorry, your majesty, I never learned the names of royalty… I’ve barely even come into contact with other ponies…” he muttered. He was rather thin for his age, and appeared to be in his teen years. And although his body seemed dull and worn, his eyes were bright and lively.
“Who are you?” asked Flare.
“First, come into my room. You clearly are in need of accommodation.” Said the colt, leading us into his room. The moonlight lit most of his dark, spacious area. In the corner was a roughly-made bed.
He sat down in a shadow, and we sat in front of him. “Do you live here?” I asked, looking around. “Please, tell us about yourself.”
“Um… OK.” He said quietly. “Well, I lived here all my life. I’ve only met a few other ponies before. I never knew my parents.”
“Who taught you everything? Who fed you?” asked Flare.
“Well, when I was born my parents died. I’m not sure what from, but my ‘mother’ said they may have died in the forest. It’s so dangerous after all.” He replied. “When I was a newborn I was picked up by a dragon. She raised me in her cave, and taught me everything. Speech, magic, food… you know.”

“Wow! More please.” Said Flare, resting her chin on her hooves as she stared at him. She was very interested in this story.
“OK. Well, when I was about 6, my mother, her name was Venia, was killed by merciless dragon hunter ponies. I was terrified, now completely scared of other ponies. I found this place, and lived here. But before she died, Venia told me my history. She managed to determine it by looking at me, studying me, asking me random things, and looking closely at my talent.” Continued the colt.
“Oh! Oh!” cried Flare. “I have some questions. One; what’s your talent? And two; you still haven’t told us your name, silly!”
The colt blushed from embarrassment. “Right, well, my talent is darkness. I don’t really know if it’s very different from other’s talents, because I’ve never seen other magic before. And my name is Tenebris.”
“Tenebris? Whoa, that’s a cool name! And darkness? How in the name of Celestia do you do that?” asked Flare.
Tenebris shrugged, lighting up his horn. It was black and blue magic. Out of the tip of his horn came a dark, silhouette-like swirl. It danced around, then branched out. It coated the place in dark, sparkling shadows, blocking my vision.
That was special magic. Never in my very long life had I witnessed such a unique type of magic. Darkness was an element! A natural thing of no light! And this young, abandoned colt could do it as easily as levitating a spoon.
“Oh my stars!” I exclaimed, watching as he sucked the shadows back into his horn. “You have an extraordinary talent! Tenebris, when we come back from our mission I’d like to have you be taught at the palace by,”
“No! I can’t! Not royalty! I can’t go to the palace! I don’t even know where it is… and there are ponies there! Oh, and your wife would be there too… Sorry your highness I can’t.” said Tenebris, turning his head away.
“What? What’s wrong? Why can’t you meet royalty?” asked Flare in disappointment. “Is there something missing in you story? Wait! Your history! You haven’t old us what Venia told you!” Tenebris’s pupils dilated.
“Well… um…” he muttered. “OK. Well, please, please, don’t kill me for it. But, Venia told me I’m very likely to be the very last living descendant of the Shadows. Apparently they tried to take the Empire hundreds of year ago…”
“The Shadows? Really? I thought they were all gone!” I exclaimed, surprised. I felt like I should be wary of the colt, but something made me ignore it. He was so shy, so innocent… so lonely. “And the Shadows are supposed to be, through births and marriages and a long line of ponies, related to the wicked unicorn who tried to take over the Crystal Empire a few years ago. Something like… King Sombra. Wow.”
“I’m so sorry… please don’t be mad.” Whispered Tenebris.
“Oh no! We’re not!” said Flare. “That’s amazing! Hey, you’re really lonely here by yourself. Do you want to come with us?”
Tenebris gave a questioning look.
“We’re going on a quest to save my three daughters. You may not have noticed, but the Empire’s under attack by these creatures, and the ruler said they took the princesses…” I sighed. “Please, we need all the help we can get.”
“Please?” said Flare.
Tenebris looked at the floor, searching for an answer. “How about we talk in the morning. I’m tired.” He said, and with that final word, he put his head down and shut his eyes. That was quick.
* * *
“Come on, Flare. Get up.” I whispered, nudging the filly with my nose. Early morning light spilled in the window; the first I’d seen in many days. Flare’s eyes slowly opened.
“Morning.” She groaned, rolling over. As she stood and stretched her wings, I saw Tenebris was sound asleep in the corner.
I made my way to the door, ready to leave. “Whirlwind! Can’t we let Tenebris know where we’re going?” whined Flare, staying in the room. I sighed.
“No, come on. He clearly doesn’t enjoy other ponies’ company, so leave him be.” I replied. She sighed.
“Fine.” She muttered, following me. We began walking down the hall to a broken wall at the end where we’d fly out of.
We soon reached it and I spread my wings. I was just about to jump when suddenly there were galloping hooves behind me.
“Wait! No!” cried Tenebris, charging up behind us. He was woken pretty quick. “Um… I want to do something more with my life than be a hermit here… can I come with you?”
At his words Flare’s face lit up. “Yes! Whirlwind, can he come?” she beamed. I folded my wings.
“Well… OK. But you can’t fly. How will you come when we start flying again?” I said.
“Well, I can either use a flying spell, I’m not sure if you’ve seen it before, or teleportation.” He replied.
“That’s good enough! Come on, Whirlwind!” said Flare in satisfaction.
I chuckled and shook my head. “OK. We’re just flying down to the ground, then walking. Just teleport down there, OK?” I said. Tenebris nodded. Suddenly his horn lit up and he vanished in a puff of shadowy flames. I spread my wings and leapt from the castle, swooping out. I went over a couple of walls and towers, before soaring down onto the grass below.
Tenebris galloped over and Flare alighted beside me.
“Alright? Let’s go! We’ll head straight for the Empire’s border. From there… well… it’ll just be a pile of wild guessing.” I said. Flare smirked. I then began walking towards the edge of the forest, prepared for my dangerous journey ahead.