History of Artemis Part 3: Am I Talking to Myself or Is It Something In My Head?

The year of being officially 20 years of age was one of the most important moments in my life. That whole span of 365 days were the foundations of how I became what I am today. Things between me and Brother at the time had grown rather poor. We did nothing but argue to one another on topics and discussions. There wasn't one moment during this time period that I could remember not having some full out head collision with my brother. The Kingdom would soon suffer along with us too as it ended up being on the receiving end of our spouts. I wanted that attention and recognition that I believed I rightly deserved. Even if I had my bats as support, the ponies needed to know that their lives were ruled by two Princes. Not just one. Brother, due to mainly stressing over my irrational responses, simple said that I was acting like a spoiled brat. That my actions have gained recognition, but due to my poor attitude, I didn't deserve to be welcomed so homely. Such words at the time were hurtful. Sometime I like to believe he regrets saying that. I do know one thing though....Going back to my chambers that night? Something got loose. 'He's just jealous of what you are capable of. All these ponies are jealous. They don't bow to you because you are too powerful. Our brother is weak and clings to their simple ways. We don't cling to their ways. We make our own ways. This whole world lives in Darkness. They just don't realize it.' What were these thoughts that I was thinking? It was strange at first. Was I that upset in my own anger to simply curse out my brother and the ponies we rule? Surely it was just my anger getting the best of me. That's not who I am normally. Yet these feelings of anger, rage, and jealousy seemed to cloud my mind. It was as if my heart was being gripped onto. Like my whole body was just letting out intense emotion. It felt like...I was somepony else... The following day, I had gone and apologized to my brother for our argument. Sleep was hard to achieve that night after I raised my moon. I felt tired, yet it seemed that something was just stirring in my mind. I figured it was just me feeling bad for lashing out at Brother. He seemed to accept my apology rather easily. It's good to know that he is still the same. Willing to forgive and forget. No matter the problem or betrayal. I watched as he went to greet his subjects. After all....they were his subjects. I so craved for them to be my subjects. But...I would possibly have to accept the fact that I couldn't win the kingdom over. I would have to act in a way to make them notice me. To make them finally acknowledge me. I'd find some way to do it. I always did. However the feelings of last night were still lingering on me. I had decided to go back up to my chambers for a nap. Because all I could think about as I tried to sleep last night....was a Nightmare...