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Shadowy Steps Family~! 

Reason hadn't worked. Why hadn't it worked? All he asked was for his son back. He even promised to give up his life's passion to get him back. Shadowy paced his room on quick feet. His eyes hardly registered anything as his mind spiralled into a concoction of confusion and anger. The sides of his head began to ache, the muscles being pulled so tightly by his worried expression that he could barely take it.

"What shall I do?" His horn lit up, shuffling the objects around from the chest in his room, "Should I show him the baby pictures? Would that show him how much I care for my son? Should I bring my son's favorite toy? Show I'm considerate? -" A jar floated by Shadowy's face, "Should-" his eyes locked onto the jar; it was filled to the brim with his latest discovery - a small cloud of sentient shadow curled like a snake against the glass.

Shadowy blinked. The thing coiled in spirals in on itself, the "head" of the creature rising up from the mess. His eyes locked on its every movement; each wave of the tar like beast moving like a lace that could be tied in a thousand knots over. The jar began floating closer to his muzzle, eyes never faltering. "Well, maybe-" He shook his head, pushing the jar away with his hoof, "No, no, no! If I were to do that ... I could destroy..."

A spark went off in the back of his mind, "I could destroy the magic field he's keeping my son in!!!" Shadowy, with the jar at magic's grip, ran into his study. The pages of his note book flew open as his eyes began to race over the words. He tapped down on the page of interest reading it over; twice. Shadowy then closed his eyes, breathing in; the lid of the jar slowly twisted off, and the shadow inside slowly crept along the edge of the glass. The front end reared up like a dagger.

It flew from the jar, forcing its way down Shadowy's throat; burning the whole way down. Overrun with the horrid pain, the colt coughed and began shrieking as the memories of his son being pulled from his yard flooded back into full view. Black tar began oozing from his back and horn, surrounding him in a blanket of shadow. He could feel bits of himself being changed; the shadow forcing wings upon his back.

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