What in Tartarus happened!?

I gaze at the world in the sky as something wrong was brewing on the surface of said world that I so protect.

I could only hope that my bonds would be released soon so I could see just what was happening as my home world burns with bright green flames.

My mirror inside my castle pulses with a message from the two young alicorns on the planet. The two that were the only ones still free to rule.

I teleport to my mirror before tapping it with my horn to hear what was sent to me. My heart thumping in my chest.

“Artemis, something terrible is occurring.” The voice of my youngest niece cries in the message, “Mega spells are detonating all around Equestria. We need you here, but my sister and I are no longer connected to the elements to break your binding to the moon, so I beg of you to come when you have the magic to do so on your own.” I heard coughing from the crystal in front of me. She is dying! I heard groaning in the background that could only come from Celestia. My heart froze at the thought of loosing them.

“Once you are able to return to Equestria, and if Celestia and I survive we will be in a shelter under Canterlot called Stable One.” I hear Luna drop to the ground with heavy breathing.

“If we don’t see you again…” She is crying even more now, “please know that we both love you so much!”

The message was cut short with what sounds like an enormous explosion of magic most evil.

“NO!” I shout at the mirror.

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I jolt awake from that Tartarus of a dream. Tears stream down my face from the two century old nightmare. Before I moved I looked up from my bed, and gaze at the grey cloud covered world that was killed by mega spells created by zebras of the worst mindset, the extremists that believed that the stars were evil.

I dragged my depressed form out of my bed. My dark midnight blue coat is matted from my tears, and my ethereal mane has knots in it from my thrashing about.

I cast a minor restoration spell over myself, cleaning my coat, and unknotting my mane, before silently levitating my armor to my form.

After my silent dressing, I move to my crystal mirror, and light my horn with now ancient and forgotten magic.

A small stream trickles into the mirror, and it starts to glow. Scenes from the surface are shown in the picture. The area I was scrying on was currently experiencing a storm, so I adjusted my magic, and the scene changes.

I am happy to find a group that I had been watching for a while now. A small grey coated unicorn mare was trotting through Canterlot with three others. One of them was a brown coated Pegasus that wore some kind of battle saddle that held two really narrow long barrel cannons. Another was a nearly black grey unicorn mare with a silver mane and tale that had yellow and pink stripes in it. The third pony seemed to be made of metal, and was very well armed with two small cannons, and one long box that must have held the ammunition for its guns.

The four ponies were running away from false alicorns, and the sight of these artificial ponies made me simmer with anger at whoever made them.

I had seen this group many times before though, and I knew some of their names.

Little Pip was the name of the young unicorn mare that seemed to lead the group of heroes across the remains of Equestria.

Velvet Remedy was the slightly older charcoal coated unicorn, and she was also the field medical pony.

Calamity, this was the brown Pegasus pony that bore the tiny long barreled cannons on his battle saddle.

The last of the group was known as Steel Hooves. I knew very little about this stallion, other than the fact that he seems to be a golem of some kind, and a he had a core of flesh at that.

They were all retreating into a sky chariot that was augmented with arcane technology that still managed to confuse me. I watched as the group piled into the Pegasus pulled vehicle before something terrible happened.

One of the false alicorn shot a bolt of lightning at the vehicle.

My body shook in rage as I see the pain the heroes were in. I light my horn with blazing magic as I ready to break magic law. I aim my horn at the crystal mirror, and slowly push my head through.

“NOT THIS TIME!!!” I shout in a magically amplified voice before letting lose the magic that I had readied.

My spell hurled straight at a small group of false alicorns with deadly intent.

I pull my head back from my mirror, and watch as my spell detonates in the mass of mutated ponies. My spell also washes over the small band of heroes, healing them of their wounds that the alicorns had caused.

Before I could see anything else I am hit with a massive amount of pain as magic law punishes me.

I feel my magic being restrained deep inside of my being. I cry out as my magic is forced into a seal, causing my mane to stop flowing in its ghostly wave.

After what seems like millennia, the pain slowly leaves me. I look up to the crystal to see that my punishment was worth it though, as the four ponies leaved the poisoned capital city.

I watch as the image fades away, as I now didn’t have the strength to feed the mirror’s scrying spell.

Now that my magic was weakened I felt like I tried to pull the sun around the stars for a year.

I manually removed my armor, and climbed back into my bed before falling asleep again until my magic was released from its prison inside of me.

“Night protect the heroes of Equestria.” I say before my mind slips away again.