I lost part of the chapter, so about a thousand words, and got really pissed off, too pissed off to re-write it, here's an overview of what I had wrote to that point.
Omega found a way to get internet access through a satellite he made and launched successfully, and used some time to watch all of season 3 on fullscreen and contemplate how he would deal with the events of the future.
Omega finishes the season and falls asleep the second Magical Mystery Cure cuts off.
It cuts in at Twilight needing Omega's help for dealing with the about 2 dozen Pinkie Pies.
Omega points to the Ring Leader, Twilight gets the idea to use the EoH to determine the real one by using the spirit bonding shit.
Omega was actually suggesting just blasting them all.
Twilight goes to get the EoH from Luna, who is awarding the leader of the entire nation's delivery service with a medal, not only doing that but serving for 20 years in the navy, aboard the legendary 'Kamarhamarha' submarine.
Twi gets the EoH and notes about using a teleport charm spell to have easier access to them.
Luna checks off another item on the list for the ascension spell.
Twilight leaves before noticing the previous item.
Now.
Twilight reappeared in town hall, either by luck or by miracle the Pinkie Pies haven't destroyed anything, having Omega shoot each one until visible damage occured, Twilight activated the EoH, set them to 'Heal Bearers' mode, and launched out the magic.
One Pinkie Pie was healed, Twi sent the others back to the mirror pool, leaving only the real Pinkie Pie.
"Is, is it over?" the real Pinkie asked, confused.
"Yes, it's over Pinkie Pie, we outsmarted the mirrior pool, we're safe." Twilight assured her pink friend, patting her on the head.
"I, I was so worried, I wasn't sure if you would be able to figure out which one was real and I would accidently get sent into the mirror pool." Pinkie gushed.
"Pinkie, that fear is stupid anyways, you aren't a mirror clone, so the pool wouldn't accept you like a clone, you would fall into it like it was water, not a portal." Omega analyzed, his knowledge of magics helping him.
"That's right, come to think of it, we could have just done that, but, the most effective option isn't always the best option." Twilight added.
Crisis averted. City saved, it was a good day.
<<not much time transition>>
It hadn't even been two days.
Scootaloo walked in the door, Omega was painting something, he turned to give an acknowledging glance to his younger sibling, she had her hood up, she gave him a brief look, then quickly trotted past him, he would worry, but Scoots was a growing filly, probably just feminine trouble.
He finished his painting, he had decided to add a hat to his usual clothing, a black fedora and a black army beret, he was wearing the latter, to accentuate his painting skills.
He had made a copy of the Mona Lisa, and with it not existing on the planet prior to just now, he could make a lot of money from it.
Walking upstairs into Scootaloo's room, he had distinguished this room as hers, and given her some money for furniture, something was wrong, something was very wrong, something must have happened to her, something tragic, if she was really doing what it looked like she was doing right now.
She was doing her homework.
Omega broke down laughing on the inside, but took a step forwards, silent, Scootaloo suddenly got up from her desk, fortunately the positioning of the desk made it to where she was looking away from him, she jumped up onto her bed, laid with her face down on her pillow, and... cried.
He felt a mixture of sadness and rage, whoever did this would pay.
Approaching silently and sitting on the filly's purple sheeted bed, he laid a comforting hand on her back, and merely sat there.
"What's wrong, sis?" he asked, readying his weapons in case there was killing required.
Scootaloo stopped her crying, she sniffled a few times, regaining her voice, she spoke.
"Well, there's a new filly in town, staying for a week, Babs Seed, Applebloom's manehattenite cousin, she, well, she joined the school bullies, and her manehatten attitude made the bullying worse, she has, in less than an hour, ruined our lives for the next week, taken over the CMC clubhouse, and has generally been terrible." Scootaloo gushed in sadness.
"I see, why didn't you come to me sooner?" Omega asked, curious as to why his little sister would endure easily solved suffering.
"Well, you're always so wierd with emotiones all the time, I though that you would either be not serious and think my situation with Babs was silly, or take it too seriously and go for the violence option." Scootaloo revealed.
"Sis, listen, I deal with problems the best way that they should be dealt with, not too much, not too little, if you ever have a problem that you don't know if you can solve, just talk to me about it, I'll help you no matter what." Omega assured his little sister.
"You mean it?" Scootaloo skepticised.
"Sis, I don't say anything that I don't mean, unless I'm saying it with a joking tone, and right now, I'm not speaking with a joking tone." Omega put her doubts to rest.
"Thanks, bro, it means a lot that you take me seriously." Scoots said, letting her emotions come forth.
"Right, now then, let's deal with this bully situation." Omega got to the point, standing up.
"Okay, come on, they should be at one of the usual spots me and the crusaders hang out at, let's go." Scootaloo said with a can-do attitude, Omega laughed a little bit at her enthusiasm.
Making their way through the streets of Ponyville, the pair found Babs Seed with Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon.
"Hey, bullies!" Omega greeted harshly.
"Huh? Whadda you? Some hairless monkey wit no limbs er somethin'?" Babs was confused at Omega's sudden presence.
Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, on the other hoof, were scared, Omega was a soldier, a Class 4 General, they had heard, his threats of completely destroying their lives made them shiver with fear.
"Babs, right? Whatever, listen, you will not be bullying my little sister Scootaloo again, or so help me I will ruin you." Omega threatened.
"Whaddya gonna do? Choke me or somethin'?" Babs said, laughing, though she was getting visibly nervous.
Omega simply summoned the Ballistic Nightmares.
"I'll do much worse, stop being a bully, nobody likes a bully, you're only dooming your future by saying and doing these things." Omega warned.
"Right, like how?" Babs skepticised, Omega got really close to her ear and whispered so nopony else present could hear.
"I happen to have heard of a story that the pegasi grind ponies up to make rainbows, and earth ponies work well with their methods, I would bet that Scootaloo could hate you so much that she would get a position in the job of making rainbows, and take you up there to be killed, ground up into mush, and made into coloring for the sky, do you want that Babs? Do you want to die?" Omega questioned the quickly-getting-more-scared filly.
"N-n-n-n-no..." she could hardly speak.
"Exactly, so stay nice, and don't hang out with the wrong ponies, or you'll end up getting fucked over in the future, sometimes literally." Omega accented his point, and flew off, his little sister following close behind.
When they were high in the sky, Scoots spoke up.
"Bro, you are a BADASS!" the orange pegasus praised.
"You bet I am, now come on, let's get some practice in for the competition." Omega accepted his little sister's praises.
They flew off, happy.
>>inside out transition<<
It had been a week.
The Magic Duel was skipped for some reason, but Omega wasn't complaining about that, Twi would kick Trixie's ass anyways.
Scootaloo would be going with the other crusaders and Rarity, Applejack, and Rainbow Dash for a camping trip this weekend.
Twilight was away with Luna for some studying intelligence shit, Omega paid attention, he just did not really care.
Fluttershy was busy with animal stats.
Pinkie Pie was off doing something not-even-God-or-Luna-knows-what.
Omega was alone.
He had some sorting to do anyways.
Starting with his equipment.
The Power armor was able to block most magical attacks of almost any type, almost any except the rarely used healing blast. It would take at least a 1.00 calibur bullet to pierce it, and it could take 120,000 pounds of pressure before breaking. It weighed exactly 2000 pounds, 1 ton. It gave him major boosts in dexterity, strength, and perception, and minor boosts in speed, agility, and acrobatics. He could catch a rocket-propelled-grenade out of the air and throw it back at his enemies.
The Speed suit was able to block medium strength magical attacks of most types. It would take up to .40 cal rounds. and it could take 10,000 pounds of pressure before breaking, as it allowed Mach 3 speed. It weighed exactly 20 kilograms, light-weight hard alloy and cloth being the main materials for it, other than machinery. It gave him major boosts in agility, speed, dexterity, acrobatics, and perception, and a minor boost in strength. He could fly and catch bullets, not much else to say.
The Joy Love, a combination of the renamed Joy Mare, as the Joy Filly had been his .65 calibur magnum pistol, the Joy Mare was his 1.00 cal OMG (omega machine gun) 600rpm machine pistol, and the renamed Joy Stallion, as the Joy Colt had been his .50 calibur double barrel revolver, the Joy Stallion was his .50 calibur 6000rpm gatling revolver. the name Joy Love came from love being when a Mare and a Stallion were together, so the auto-handguns were dual-wielded.
The Ballistic Nightmares, a combination of a 7.62 NATO white heat plasma round glove gun, triple barreled and semi-auto or full-auto firing with a 300 round clip, it had blades on the ends of the fingers, 6 inches longs and able to pierce through FeNiC steel with ease, FeNiC steel was commonly known as carbon-steel, a high strength alloy. The barrels were colored like caution tape and the blades were silver.
The Shockwave, a 40mm grenade launcher based on the XM25 grenade launcher, the magazine held 10 rounds. The grenades were like EMPs, but on a tazer frequency, shocking the enemies with a field of energy, the grenades could be detonated pre-maturely in case Omega missed, which could be often if the target was flying, allowing him to salvage a damaging attack at the cost of power. Anti-gravitational technology allowed the grenades to travel at less than 10 m/s but still stay in the air, allowing Omega to more easily activate the secondary fire.
The Powder, an assault rifle based on the AK-47 but with light gray metal and red wood. It fired 600 rpm custom 5mm diameter 1 inch long energy propelled rounds, heated on launch to a certain temperature for the projectile's effect to take place. The bullets were made of a special crystal that instantaneously disintegrated any other solid or liquid matter of equal mass, leaving a hole of nothing after its impact.
The T-12, based on the SPAS-15, it fired 15 kilogram shells containing 12 slugs (in one shell) in a 4x4 point grid without corners. The slugs were .5 inches thick and 6 inches long, the entire shell was 2.5 inches thick and 7.5 long, with the casing and launching stuff giving it extra thickness and length, the slugs had spike ends for penetration or ball ends for impact, the magazine held 80 rounds using sub-space technology, ten times more than a typical single-loaded shotgun and 16 times more than a standard shotgun magazine.
The Arspace (pronounced are-space), renamed from the Sollun, it was a special gun, with a white frame, stock, and barrel, it looked like the halo focus rifle, the lights were either light blue or neon orange, depending on it's mode, it had fire and ice energy launching capabilities, gathering these energies from magic, the sun, or the moon, sun gave fire, moon gave ice, simple, the energy could be fired like a beam, an automatic firearm, a shotgun, a flamethrower, and a new function, like a missile, exploding on impact. It held great power if one used it wisely.
The Shadow Void, based on the halo plasma grenade, though not emitting light, it was black with a purple vortex symbol. It's function was to open a 6 inch wide black hole for 1.337 seconds, powerful enough to take out approximately 4.56 metric shit-tonnes of enemies. Not much else can be said other than IT OPENS A FUCKING BLACK HOLE.
The Zeus's Spear, it was like a flame-thrower, except it shot bolts of lightning, not much else to it.
The Retractor, a double-blade, both blades were 30 inces long, double-sided, made of diamond, and covered in 'Void Acid' a powerful dissolving agent that affected living and dead tissue, but not abiotic material like metal or plastic. The blades could easily cut through bones, so great care must be taken with this weapon.
The Red Death, a 4 foot long double-sided sword, it's capabilities were in the energy department, with the skull crossbar, the 2 eyes and 1 nose being buttons, they could activate the energy powers by simply pressing them, lighting them up, to deactivate them, simply press them again. 1 button turned on the energy, not much to it other than super-heated strikes and an energy arc that could be launched if heswung it quickly, 2 buttons turned the energy to overdrive, allowing it to cut through almost anything and launch energy arcs at half of the speed requirement, and energy shockwaves by hitting the ground really hard, 3 buttons turned the energy so high that it was an orange lightsaber, with very easily performable energy arc attacks, and easily performable shockwaves, on 3, it could cut through anything, so again, handle with care.
The Archangel's Smite, a huge sniper rifle, the stock was 1 foot, frame was 2 feet, and barrel was 3 feet, the entire thing had a 'too fucking shiny' silver finish, if he felt like it, he could blind his enemies. The stock was from a Dragunov. It was semi automatic. The rounds were custom 5 inch thick 15 inch long spike-end rifle rocket rounds, it didn't NEED a second fire, really, the massive bullets themselves were lead-jacketed red alloy, a special material made from combining iron, carbon, titanium, helium, copper and bromine, producing a darkish-red metal that had significant improvements in all parameters, harder, more tensile, more malleable, more ductile, higher melting point, and lower weight than the indivudual elements, much better than steel for AP rounds. The secondary fire involver the eyes of its skull-shaped muzzle brake, the eyes would fire 'seeing' lasers to lock onto the target using his satellite, and the bullets would home in on the enemy The special projection system coined the term 'rocket round', as they, just like their explosive cousins, launched their entire form out of the gun, as there would be no other possible way to cycle the rounds. The bullets came out of the skull shaped muzzle's mouth, the barrel was engraved and filled with dark red ink, the engraving was the phrase:
"... and there was a war in heaven, where demond fought against angel, and angel fought against demon, and man came in with their technology and kicked both sides asses." - Epics 13:37.
The Archangel's Smite bleeding-edge tech scope would let him see 50 miles away, the giant bullets traveled at 10 miles per second, so he could shoot someone in Canterlot, which was 10 miles away, in one second with extreme accuracy. Not only that, but if things got too close, the giant rifle had a magically-reinforced-diamond scythe-blade stabalizer, which, being a scythe blade, was capable of cutting people open and making them die with little effort. This was a weapon to be feared.
The Ring Leader, renamed from the Element of Leadership, was a necklace shaped like an EoH necklace, made of smoke-gray metal with a red gemstone omega-symbol for the cutie mark charm, it fired a double helix laser of red and gray beams, which possesed great destrucion capabilities, able to turn flesh into ashes and metal into metal dust.
The Rider, it was a dark red car with black roof and hood, the rims were neon orange, same with the omega-symbols on the hood and the front grill, the tires were a special material that acted like rubber but would not wear away, keeping a very stable grip even when going hundreds of miles per hour. With a max speed of 777mph, acceleration of reaching top speed in 10 seconds flat, with auto-self-fixing glass for windows tinted an amber color that enhanced brightness and contrast with no penalty to color perception. It was durable enough to drive through a moving bullet train with no damage to itself, but a hell-of-a-lot of damage to its target. It was powered by a Fi-Fu reactor, which practically produced infinite energy.
The Judgement Blades, the most powerful sword-type weapon to ever exist, 10 feet long 1 foot wide blade, back-curved end, black flat with glowing red edge, serrating on some portions, it is a monster of a weapon, even if it were made of normal materials. Its hardness is comparable to dark matter, fitting for the color of the flat, it's alien technology, possessed by XV, a sentient creature that Omega was infected by, giving him the weapon via DNA, though binding it to stay safe from the cleansing his DNA went through when he entered Equestria, leaving him alien free, but still in possession of the sword, it has explosive capabilities, shattering diamonds with a normal swing, shattering large multi-story building with an explosive swing, a quick spear motion would launch a bolt of explosion energy, detonating on significant impact, and hitting the ground would cause an explosion shockwave. It was a frightening object. The only thing more frightening than Omega having this thing, is the fact that he has TWO OF THEM, acquiring the second from a failure of a clone, he has TWO OF THEM, YOU ARE FUCKED YOU STUPID MOTHERFUCKER WHY DID YOU MAKE OMEGA MAD?
Omega returned to ocular view, seeing with his own eyes, he had gone over everything, making sure it all worked, it was night time at this point, he locked up the door and fell asleep on his HQ bed.
<<patient transition>>
It was the time that Omega and Scootaloo had been waiting for, the Best Young Flyer's Competition.
To be frank, Scootaloo had been training so hard that she could beat most adult pegasi, taking her to the Everfree Forest to train with clouds, Omega had silently guarded over her improvements, she had slept almost 16 hours to energize herself for today.
Approaching the Cloudiseum to sign up, Scootaloo recieved a number for her spot on the list, as well as more than a few confused stares, the other pegasi wondered;
A; who is this little filly and what makes her think she can win?
B; is that Equestria's only human?
C; What is he doing accompanying this young filly?
D; he acts like he's her big brother, maybe something is going on...
E; get back into the game.
Omega made his way to the stands, he hadn't even gone 20 feet through the medium-lit tunnel before something happened.
"Hey, hoof over ya' money iffin' ya' don't wanna be hurt." a gruff voice threatened, Omega turned to his would-be-mugger.
He was an average pegasus, holding a knife, he looked like he needed medical attention, with his disease-ridden face, his wings looked healthy enough to fly.
Omega simply summoned the Ballistic Nightmare and punched the foolish stallion in his muzzle, he was knocked out on the spot, using the cleaning system he had installed, he rid his glove of whatever the stallion's blood contained.
Walking to his seat, Omega was stopped by a guard, a Lunar Guard.
"Ah, General Omega, please, come with me." the dark gray pegasus instructed, cheerful.
"Why should I?" Omega skepticised, not sure if this was a trick.
"Her highness Princess Luna of the Night and Day has become aware of your arrival and has requested you to accompany her in the royal viewer booth." the Lunar guard explained, starting off.
"Okay then, lead the way." Omega directed, following the dark gray pegasus.
The man and the pony came upon the royal viewer booth, Luna was there with her multi-hued-blue mane with colorful stars as opposed to one shade of blue and white stars. Twilight was there watching the first performer, Omega greeted her by running a hand through her mane.
Twilight squeaked in shock before realizing it was her lover, she turned to him, he continued to run his hand through her mane, she could tell he was smiling despite his invisible facial features, she scooted closer to him.
They watched in relative un-excitement, each flyer came up big, but ended lame, they lacked the fortitude to keep up with their performance to the end, they had been training hard, but maybe not enough staying strong enough to actually do their performance, or maybe they didn't train at all, focusing on making sure that they did their routine right that they never put it all together and made sure they could actually do it.
Scootaloo was, as the plan dictated, the last one to go, not like RD with nervously swapping the numbers, but sneakily doing so to make sure that the viewers got the best experience possible.
She flew out, did a few gestures and made a few motions, and then started.
Starting with a tornado with the clouds, she spun them around and around, keeping them together inside the tornado, then, she broke them, causing the move to launch rain high up into the air in a fine mist that lit up the entire air-space as the light danced amongst the water. The audience was immediately enraptured.
Her next move involved her amazing control, flying between pillars at break-everything-in-your-body speeds, the audience watched as she became a blur, weaving to and fro, ending off with a sub-sonic strike to a cloud, causing it to spew lightning everywhere, she remained unhurt as she had treated her body with shock-proof chemicals, the viewers were very impressed.
The last move, the ultimate test of speed, she flew up, up, up, high into the sky until she was almost invisible from the sheer distance, then she flew downwards, almost straight downwards.
She poured on the speed, crossing the bottom of the Cloudiseum, she looped around and made an infinity sign from her bright-violet fire contrail, she ended off by flying almost to the ground, then taking a 180 degree turn straight up, she flew faster and faster.
A sonic-speed air-barrier was forming.
It got brighter and more visible, she flew faster and faster, straight upwards.
It turned into a cone, getting more and more narrow.
She crossed the top of the Cloudiseum, then it happened.
She broke the sound barrier.
The bright light, a fluctuating circle of white fire, it was a legendary type of boom.
Legendary types of booms were few in number and negligible in occurance, only 3 types were Legendary, the Sonic Rainboom, a circular rainbow blast of light, the only known wielder was RD, the Sonic Crownboom, a spiky ring of golden light, it was the boom of the Royal Family, the alicorns and pegasi, at least.
The Sonic Starboom, a fluctuating circle, like a solar-flare, but a ring, the whiteness, the hottest type of star in the universe, the fire, what stars were made of.
Scootaloo was a wielder of the Sonic Starboom.
She got her cutie mark too.
A pair of orange wings with black outlines, a five pointed star between them with a black comet-trail going down her legs, with a black outline, it changed color, fading from red to orange to yellow to green to blue to purple to black to white to red again, it was glorious, she glided until she slowed down and landed gracefully.
Needless to say, every single being watching, whether they be pony, human, or woodland creature, they were cheering as loud as they could, the applause was almost deafening.
Almost, almost, fortunately not REALLY deafening, because that would be FUCKING BAD. No, she won first prize.
Scootaloo hovered calmly as the crown was placed upon her head, the last piece was made at the last second, a symbol consisting of the main part of the winner's cutie mark, Luna congratulated Scoots by making it the same 5 pointed star as her amazing cutie mark.
Scootaloo was picked up by her big brother, he held her high above his head and she stood on his hands and waved to the cheering crowd.
This was the happiest day of her life, and it was only noon.
<<victorious transition>>
Walking through town with his little sister sitting on his head, Omega looked ridiculous, add his little sister's color-changing star with wings cutie mark, it looked recoculous, add the crown and his wearing the speed suit, and the whole thing looked like the ultimate in absurdity.
Repensulous.
Scootaloo happily directed her big brother to various locations, this was her day to celebrate.
Omega drank deeply of his personal flask, a simple mechanism to keep its contents deliciously cold.
It was a mixture he called 'Vis' as it was a combination, 'V' for 'vodka' and 'is' for 'whiskey', the word was latin for 'power' so he added 'Wired 3000X' because;
1: he's a cyborg, and it's called 'Wired 3000X'
2: it contains 3000mg of taurine, which is 3 times more powerful that caffiene, and 188mg of caffeine.
3: it was so strong, doctors recommend only 1 dosage in 24 hours, 1 can of the stuff was 16oz.
4: the flask held 20oz, 10oz vodka/whiskey, 9oz other one (it alternated between whiskey dominant and vodka dominant) and 1oz Wired 3000X
So he was getting really drunk and very energized, he loved the feeling of it.
The siblings just went around and did stuff.
Then, Applebloom and Sweetie Belle found them.
Omega looked at the small pair, they were watching the siblings, confused, he had drank at least 100 beers worth of alcohol by this point.
He carefully reached up onto his head, plucked Scootaloo from her hairy perch, and placed her on the ground, he walked off, saying something before he left.
"I'm gonna get some meds, BRB sis." he revealed as he walked away.
The other 2 crusaders watched Scootaloo's color-changing cutie mark for a few minutes, amazed by the magic that made it fade from color to color.
Finally, Scootaloo, after moving the trio to the CMC clubhouse, finally spoke up.
"So what? You're just gonna stare at my flank all day?" the orange filly teased, Applebloom and Sweetie Belle were shocked out of their trance.
"Scootaloo! Ya got yer cutie mark!" Applebloom stated the obvious.
"Really? I would have NEVER noticed!" Scootaloo responded, if sarcasm was a liquid, her voice would have drowned the trio.
"How? And When? And for what?" Sweetie Belle was still astounded.
"I broke the sound barrier, today after winning the Best Young Flyers Competition, and it's for being a star flyer, I went into space after I broke the sound barrier with my Sonic Starboom." Scootaloo answered, her violet hoodie and Best Young Flyer tiara thingy clinging to her tightly.
"Wow, you, ya' were tha first to get yer cutie mark, congratulations." Applebloom congratulated.
"Yeah, I'm pretty awesome." Scootaloo said, allowing some pride to show.
"Yeah, but, now, what about us?" Sweetie Belle asked the question that none of the 3 wanted to bring up.
"I guess, I guess I'm not going to be doing any crusading from now on." Scootaloo got to the point.
"But what about our friendship? The crusaders as a whole?" Applebloom said, the yellow filly sounded sad.
"Don't worry about that, I'm not going to stop entirely, I'm not going to be crusading, but I can still help you 2 earn your cutie marks." Scootaloo assured, she was willing to help her friends until they got their own cutie marks.
"It's a really nice mark, by the way." Sweetie said, trying to lighten the mood.
"Yeah, ah like how it goes all tha way down to yer legs, it's really neat." Applebloom added.
"Right, it's great, now come on crusaders, we have cutie marks to get for you 2." Scootaloo got the conversation back on track.
"Okay! Let's get goin', ah still have a long list ah made." Applebloom said as the group left the clubhouse.
"Alright, but please don't let it be anything too hard." Sweetie Belle pleaded.
"Doesn't matter, ONWARDS, HEAVEN OR HELL!" Scootaloo gave her brother's battle cry.
"Uh, right, let's rock." Applebloom unknowingly took Xero's line.
<<skipping bullshit that I don't want to try to write transition>>
Applebloom had earned her cutie mark, it was for being an expert builder, a hammer and paintbrush crossed, the head of the brush pointing to her tail, an image of a bucket spilled green paint all the way down her legs, an apple was in the torrent, green on the painted part, red on the unpainted part.
Sweetie Belle had earned her cutie mark, it was for being really good at singing, it had 2 bells, one purple, one pink, and black lines of notes stretching down her legs.
The Apple Family Reunion had passed, Granny Smith said it had been 100 moons since the last because an old expression for 1 year, was 'A hundred moons'.
Spike had saved and been saved by Applejack, a huge timberwolf attacked, Spike burnt that motherfucker to death with his AWESOME-ASS DRAGON FIRE BREATH, BITCH.
But now, ooohhhoooohhhhoooooo.... now.
Now it was time to deal with Discord.
Again...