Equestria turns, time moves on, and The Day comes around again.
Ponyville had changed a lot since Big Mac’s last visit. Half of the original Avengers were from here, after all, and many of the newer members that came after were from here as well. Ponyville had one of the highest mutation rates in all Equestria, with nearly two-thirds of the population mutated merely a month after Loki’s Fall. With so many celebrities calling one town home, it was hardly a surprise that the once backwater town of Ponyville had now topped Canterlot as Equestria’s number one vacation and tourist spot.
Fans of the Avengers. Hopefuls, looking to be recruited by them. Mutie-chasers, hoping proximity to the legendary town would grant them spectacular abilities. Tourists, vacationers, families; hundreds of ponies came to Ponyville daily.
Big Mac took comfort in the fact that not a single one recognized him as he and Applejack walked through the marketplace.
“Take it easy, Mac!” Applejack advised. “Ya’ll look like yer about to head for th’ hills.”
“Sorry, sis,” Big Mac said sheepishly. “Ah’m not used to bein’ in a crowd that ain’t swarmin’ me fer mah autograph.”
“Ya’ll’re spendin’ too much time as Thor,” Applejack admonished. “Ah think it’s a good thing ya’ll came home fer yer birthday. Ya’ll need the break.”
“Yeah, yer probably right,” Big Mac sighed. “But enough ‘bout me. How’ve you been, AJ? How’s Applebloom, and Granny? And the farm, ya’ll been able t’take care’a it?”
Applejack smiled at her brother reassuringly. “Well, it ain’t been easy since ya’ll stole all mah friends away fer that crazy team’a yours. But Fluttershy still comes by to helps with the animals, and Ah’ve hired more’n enough help for the farm. We made enough this year to by Granny’s hip replacement. And Applebloom and her friends are still tryin’ to be Cutie Mark Crusader Avengers.”
Big Mac chuckled, shaking his head. “Some things never change, Ah guess.”
“And some things do.” Applejack responded, suddenly solemn. “Ponyville’s a lot different now. Ah mean, it’s not Manehatten, but it’s not the quiet little town it used t’be. And... everypony’s left.” She sighed. “How is everypony? Gettin’ along all right?”
Big Mac tapped a hoof to his chin in thought. “Well....”
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“We made Pinkie Pie head of Public Relations; she was thrilled once she found out what it meant.”
“Hiya, everypony! I’m Pinkie Pie, and I’ll be your tour guide for this super-spectacular-amazing-wonderful tour of... pause for dramatic effect... THE AVENGERS’ MANSION! Everypony stay together now! Don’t wander off, don’t touch any of Blue’s science-y stuff (he hates that), and whatever you do, don’t try to implode causality. It’s a big mess and there’s no fezzes for anypony, trust me. Now, everypony ready? Good! Stick close, follow me, and we’ll all have a great big party after! LEEEEET’S GO!”
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“Rainbow Dash is havin’ the time of her life; she’s a field leader now, you know. Got her own team and everything.”
“Run for it!” The bank robbers scattered in all directions. Manehatten was a big city, with lots of back alleys to hide in.
Saintspirit, codenamed Angel, looked to her team leader. “Aren’t you going to stop them?” she asked, confused.
The large metal pony known as Colossus gave a rumbling laugh. “Nein, little one. You just wait. Quicksilver, she likes giving them a head start. Don’t worry, they won’t escape.”
Angel turned back to the blue-furred pegasus. Quicksilver wore a silver flight suit that hid her mane, but everypony knew who she really was. “She’s really that fast?”
“Nopony faster.” Quicksilver replied with a smirk. “Three... two... one...”
There was a bright, rainbow-colored flash, and the deafening crack of a sonic rainboom.
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“Rarity and Blue are off on a, heh, ‘business trip’. Considerin’ what Ah just helped Blue pick out, though, Ah’m guessing it’s a bit more’n that...”
Prance. One of the fanciest, most beautiful cities in Equestria. The center of high fashion. Rarity was in heaven. She and Prince Blueblood stood atop the grand Eiffel Tower, looking down at the magnificent city below.
“Oh, Blue,” Rarity sighed, leaning against her coltfriend’s side. “This has been the most fabulous day ever!”
“I’m glad you liked it, my dear. But it’s not quite over yet.” The Prince stepped back, turning to face Rarity.
Rarity looked puzzled. “Whatever do you mean, darling?”
Blueblood took a deep breath, then got down on his front knees. His horn lit up, magically levitating a small box out of his vest pocket. “Rarity...” He opened the box, revealing the magnificent diamond ring Macintosh had kindly helped him pick out. “Will you marry me?”
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“Twilight... well, we haven’t heard from her in a few weeks, but Ah’m sure she’s fine. Ya’ll don’t get to be Sorcerer Supreme without knowin’ how to take care’a yerself.”
“CURSE YOU, TWILIGHT SPARKLE!” screamed the unholy abomination as the Chains of Mag’ne dragged it back into the Darkness Realm. “I’LL BE BACK! I WILL DESTROY YOU IF IT’S THE LAST THING I EVER DO! I WILL FEAST ON YOUR SOUL AND-” The creature’s rant was cut off as the portal slammed shut, cutting him off from Equestria.
Twilight’s brow furrowed as she poured the last bit of magic she had in her into sealing the portal. Massive chains of magic and cold steel wrapped around the enormous stone box which contained the Rainbow of Darkness, sealing it shut.
“There!” she exclaimed, wiping sweat off her forehead. She was exhausted, but triumphant. “That should keep Tirek sealed for another ten million years or so. Now, let’s go get Spike and go home.”
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“And as fer the rest’a mah old team, well, they mostly train the new recruits these days, though they still go off on missions when we need ‘em.”
The small group of new recruits waited in the Danger Field, whispering among themselves nervously. They had all heard who their trainers would be, and the mood was somewhere between hero worship and terror.
“They say it was really Captain Equestria who beat Discord; he was standing right behind the Elements of Harmony and his glare turned Discord to stone,” joked one recruit, trying to lighten the mood with the old game of ‘Captain Equestria facts’.
Another recruit, inspired, countered. “Well, I heard that the only reason Princess Celestia raises the sun is that Firebird has better things to do.”
“Oooh, good one!”
The chattering stopped almost immediately as the Danger Field’s door opened wide, and two of the most famous, well-known faces in all Equestria stepped inside.
“Welcome, recruits, to Avenger’s Mansion.” Captain Equestria said with a smile, Firebird hovering faithfully at his side. “Let’s get started, shall we?”
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“Sounds like everypony’s doin’ fine.” Applejack said, trying to force a smile.
Big Mac came up beside her and gave her a hug. “Ah know ya’ll feel a bit lonely here all by yerself.” He said quietly. “Ah’m mighty sorry about that. But the Avengers are important.”
“Ah know.” Applejack said, with a real smile this time. “And Ah’m mighty proud’a you. Just... don’t ferget yer little sister, alright?”
“Never.”
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Deep below Equestria was a enormous network of tunnels, dug out ages ago by greedy Diamond Dog miners. The network went on for miles in all directions, crisscrossing randomly, zig-zagging wildly and coming to many an abrupt dead end. Without a powerful pathfinding spell, a pony trapped down here would be lost forever.
Luckily for her, Trixie was more than capable of such a spell.
Deep within the tunnel network was a cave protected from magical detection by wards that were strong enough to hold off the Sorcerer Supreme’s magic, and from technological sensors by miles and miles of solid rock. Within this cave, illuminated only by a pair of torches, sat a pony who once called herself the Great and Powerful Trixie.
In front of Trixie sat a lump of metal, glowing brightly as Trixie focused her mental might on it. Beside her, the spear Gungnir pulsed in time with her horn, amplifying her magic to rival that of an Alicorn. The loss of Loki’s magic had weakened her, but she refused to mourn her lost power. She was still the mightiest unicorn in Equestria, and soon she would prove it.
Under Trixie’s mighty magic, the metal began to glow cherry-red, melting down to molten slag. Trixie carefully manipulated the liquid metal, magically sculpting it to the desired shape. As she worked, she quietly muttered to herself, still performing for the crowd even when alone.
“Trixie was foolish, she can admit that. She misjudged Loki; she acted rashly.” She glanced aside to Gungnir, and smiled. “But it was worth it, in the end. Trixie is now more powerful than any pony in Equestria, all thanks to those foolish gods. Even if...” Trixie raised a hoof to feel her face. “Even if Trixie did pay a most terrible price.”
Trixie wrenched her thoughts away from the burnt flesh that had once been the most gorgeous face in all the world, and refocused on the metal object that was slowly taking form. “It doesn’t matter, now. Trixie will have her revenge, soon enough. Loki is gone, but the others... those who laughed at Trixie... belittled her... all those gods and magicians and ‘superheroes’ who thought themselves above Trixie... they will all pay dearly.” She grinned evilly, or rather tried to. Her... new face was very stiff, and couldn’t do more then a slight smirk.
“Ah, it is ready,” Trixie said, lifting the glorious new shape up to the torchlight. “It is time, then. Time to reclaim Trixie’s rightful place as ruler.”
She raised a hoof to her face again, feeling the ruining skin. “But it will not be the Great and Powerful Trixie who claims the throne. No, that pony is dead. She died, along with all her impatience and foolishness and vanity, when Loki stupidly turned against her. No, it is a new pony that rises from her ashes today, a pony who is free from such petty concerns. A pony who desires only power, and will use any means to obtain it.”
“Let me no longer be known as Trixie, the Great and Powerful!” she cried to the ceiling. “Let me take on a new name! One that will strike fear into the heart of everypony who hears it! Let me take the name of the fate that shall befall all who defy me!”
Trixie levitated the metal mask she’d sculpted to her and pressed it, still burning-hot, against her face. The metal sizzled and burned, fusing to her face, replacing her face. Trixie ignored the pain.
“From this day forth, let me be known only as...”
“TRIXIE!”
“VON!”
“DOOM!”
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End of My Little Avengers Vol #1
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A/N: Aaaaand that’s all folks! The end of My Little Avengers! Or rather, the beginning. I do intend to write a sequel (when I’ll find the time, I have no clue), so this isn’t the last we’ll see of Thor, the Avengers, and Marevel Equestria. Better yet, if any of you want to write up your own stories in Marevel Equestria - following any number of super-groups or solo heroes - feel free! Just send them in to me at Koolerkid2006@yahoo.com, and I’ll take a look at ‘em for you! I just ask that you don’t touch the mane six or the Avengers without my express permission, and that you have anything you send in to me proofread first.
Anyway, shout-out time!
Shoutout to my best friend, Josh, who didn’t think I’d complete this. In your face!
Shoutout to my other friends, Justin, Anna, Ryan, and Jessie, whose support helped me finish this fic. Thanks guys!
Shoutout to RK_Striker, my ‘grammar’ proofreader who not only caught every one of my billions of typos and errors, but took the time to painstakingly type out each and every mistake for me to correct. Without him, this would look like it was written by an dyslexic toddler, so thanks! He also writes a most excellent story called She Returns. See if you can spot the reference in this epilogue!
Shoutout to Chojomeka, my ‘story’ proofreader and most enthusiastic supporter. Thanks for all your praise, man.
Shoutout to David R. who was only a proofreader briefly, but in that time gave advice that made this fic 20% cooler. Thanks, man!
Shoutout to all the folks at the MLP Brainstorming board on Spacebattles, whose advice and assistance is what birthed this fic. They are awesome bronies.
And finally, shoutout to all the folks who read, commented, and reviewed this fic on both EQD and Spacebattles. If not for the encouragement, praise, comments, and general ego-stroking you guys gave, I’d have never worked up the motivation to finish this fic. Thanks a ton, everybrony!
Alright, folks, time to go! Leave a comment telling me how awesome I am, what you liked best about this fic, favorite character, favorite part, or anything else you feel like letting me know. And keep an eye out for my next fic: My Choices: Twisted Tales Through Time!