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Stories in Stone, Luna's Royal Guard. - TDR



The Gardens of Canterlot contain more than their fair share of stories. And more creatures than just Discord.

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Heliotrope

Stories in Stone
Luna's Royal Guard
By TDR



Heliotrope

Twilight sighs, still more than a little miffed she did not so much as get a single card for Hearts and Hooves day. She had spent the last few days helping Rarity and Fluttershy clear away the mass of gifts they had gotten, just so they could get to their mailboxes. Twilight had seen the towns mail mare the day after the holiday and truly felt sorry for the lazy eyed pegasus. At least until she was escorted into the spa by a brown coated stallion that was practically carrying her tired form.

Spike had returned from Canterlot with a small pile of gifts as well that he had been given. And an even larger pile that he planned to give to Rarity. Twilight's annoyance that even her assistant had not so much as wished her a happy Hearts and Hooves day just added to the slowly building aura of rage and depression she was feeling. Spike attempted to apologize, but she was a bit past accepting that.

“Rarity already has a great deal of clean up to do thanks to her sister. Best you let her be for a while Spike, it is not as if every other pony in the entire town did not send her or Fluttershy something already. Besides I need some one to keep an eye on my while I study, thanks to an assistant of mines novel approach to negotiating, and unbreakable ground rules.”

Spike winces a bit not really expecting her to be this bitter about some holiday, of course the dragon did help her fill out a few hundred Hearts and Hooves day cards to send to any pony she even thought would know her.

Twilight sighs trying to calm down as she lets the spell take her. She should not be annoyed at Spike , but right now she was actually looking forward to some violence in the past.


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“...... PFC Red Velvet, PFC Saturn, Corporal Silver Streak, Lieutenant Ink Wash, Sergeant Rose Petal, PFC Jenkins, Lieutenant Big Deal,PFC Sandy Clover, Major Wind Sail, Corporal Kite,PFC Breezy Saffron, Sergeant Hay Burn, PFC Groovy Casanova, Sergeant Yellow Daisy, Sergeant Brick Oven, PFC Yellow Ribbon, Major Banana Cream Pie, …............”


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“DON'T LET UP PRESS FORWARD!!!!”

Another explosion showered the landscape with dirt, as a half dragon was knocked aside by his hoof, its blood joining the other splatters of gore caking his armor. The bone plate had gone from making the unicorn look like a skeletal pony, to a blood soaked monster from a nightmare. He roared out at the wall his unit was charging towards, the thunder of countless hooves surrounding him drowning out the terrified screams of the draconic defenders as they were trampled. The whole battalion was soaked in dirt, sweat, grim,and the blood of the enemy. Luna had graced this battle, the full moon shown down on the camp its brilliant light showing every hidden enemy, every trap, every pitfall in the charge across the field. Unicorn spells surged before them tracing though the night sky towards whatever targets their casters chose. The whole unit roared as one as they galloped across the kill zone, catapult shots and balista slamming into the wall ahead of them, whittling down little by little. At a explosion of mage fire punches a large hole in the stone defenses. Wasting no time they charged through, falling on the half dragons and orcs in the camp like a bloody tide of blade, hoof, and spell.

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“.............Colonel Green Lily, PFC Jacob Ladder, PFC Marey Ann, Sergeant Nathanila Hicks, Sergeant Star Fruit, Lieutenant Holly Bell ,Lieutenant Sandstorm, PFC Ginger Balance, Sergeant First Class Mirror Shine, Lieutenant Commander Rose Quartz, Corporal White Lyre, Wing Commander Sun Beam, PFC Teal Acorn, First Sergeant Star Light..........”

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“Hold, hold it..... wait, a bit more..... NOW FIRE, FIRE!!!”

Cannons roared from the wood line, the whistle of the magic laden shells filling the air echoing off the trees, before the explosions rock the draconic supply train. The road erupts in gout’s of fire and magic, sending bodies and bits of the cargo flying through the air. A second volley from the cannons flew across the expanse signaling the Guard to charge across the field, an armored unicorn with a double edged sword surging to the front of the line bearing down on the panic stricken caravan.

The unit had taken the camp the orcs once held quite easily. Using that as a forward position they swung north, far around the other base camps to strike the caravan road. A fair sized force had moved between the dragons forward camps and the castles of Discord that were being used as mobile bases. The task had become almost easy for the squads with the addition of the highly mobile spell cannons. Some pony had the idea to mount them on armored wagons for ease of travel ,and if properly set in the wagons they could be rolled into position and fired several times before easily being moved to another target, before what they were shooting at even had a chance to counter attack.

They had been hitting wagon trains up and down this road for days now, cutting off the dragons supply lines. While they could do nothing for the constantly moving Discordian Castles, the camps that had set up outside of those mobile structures would soon be starved, and weakened by this move, making them much easier targets.

Lieutenant Sherman, that was the pony who thought of putting the cannons in the wagons, he knew the name would come back to him soon, the troops were already naming the armored wagons after that pony.

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“......... Lieutenant Maple Leaf, PFC Sugar Star, PFC Houdinia, PFC Piebald, Sergeant Damp Mist, Sergeant Bumpy Chicken, PFC Lady Teal, Sergeant Tye Dye, PFC Rainbow Corporal Drunken Baby, Corporal Washer, PFC Warm Quality,PFC Caramel Mountain Lieutenant Spicy Perfume,Lieutenant Nyan Neko, PFC Pine Cone.......”

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“Are you satisfied with my decision to put him in charge of the 42nd for this operation now General Mustang?”

“Not in the slightest Princess Luna. He might be doing well now, but I still say Kaisur is too green for this.”

“Sir now I think you are just trying to make yourself not look useless, we are back here in logistics while General Kaisur is at the front leading our troops to victory after victory. Several of the Draconic forces have already given up their camps without a fight and are falling back. The winter wrap up was a success and is being implemented in every major city and farmland that we have. According to our the calculations this will bring about a second harvest season for many crops. Princess Celestia barely even needs to use her magic to bring about the season change anymore. For once everything is going our way in a war. Your skepticism is noted but at the same time uncalled for. “

“Don't you get it, Three Bear, this is too bucking easy, There's barely been any dragons in these battles yet, its all been half breeds and the remaining orcs and trolls, where are the Griffons? Where are the dragons? Initial reports had a swarm of the feather bags mercenaries and a shit load of dragons at these places. The cold is not holding them up from doing something, they are waiting, I know it.”

“I will agree that it has seemed easy General Mustang. That is why I am hedging our bets a little. “

“What, how Princess?”

“I will be waking Ruin.”

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“....... Lieutenant Carrot Glace, PFC Harmony Gold, Sergeant Bubbles, Sergeant First Class Blossom, Major Fox Fire, PFC Orange Grove,Sergeant Sassy Phantom, Lieutenant Amethyst Forelock, PFC Purple Cider, Lieutenant Butter Bar, Lieu tenet Grape Jelly, PFC Prism, Sergeant Apple Dapple, Lieutenant Spring Dale, Major Flyby, PFC Skipping Analogy, Commander Crystal Song,.........”

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“Hurry up with those gems we only have three days.”

“We are working as fast as we can director, we can only do so much. We are not a production team we are a research team.”

“Seriously, Yah little pain in the ass relax, we are doing more production than we should have to be doing. A rush on your part should not constitute an emergency on our part.”

“Stuff it Seamore, we need to have a few crates of these, and at least a bag of the stronger healing gems done soon, they need them at the front as soon as possible. I'm headed there in three days, so by then that quota needs to be filled. They are going to need every single gem we can get to them.”

“Stop slave driving us yah harpy, if you want to go get killed go right ahead. Stop trying to bring us down with you”

Bleu was in Seamore's face before the dragonling had spoken the last word, and both of them were growling at each other. The serpent suddenly grew in size, grinning like a fool as his form was a good bit larger than Bleu's pony sized form.

Bleu however did not even bother to comment on Seamore learning that spell, or growing up, or however that worked. She grew as well assuming her full dragon size, dwarfing the serpent and nearly filling the room with her new bulk, much to the annoyance and fear of the others present. Seamore, to his credit did not so much as flinch glaring up at the larger dragon, and not even looking like he would back down.

“Boss is out there fighting right now snake.......”

“I care why?”

“Picture your reaction and how you would be, if it was Lily out therein constant danger, and you were stuck here with a pain in the ass angry dragonling fighting everything you said?”

Seamore's eyes narrow meeting Bleu's currently crimson orbs with his own charcoal eyes. He finally sighs turning away from the dragoness shrinking again with a snort.

“Ease up regardless, we can only make them so fast. If we can concentrate on the higher end gems first we can get those ready for you to travel in three days then send the larger collection of the smaller later. That is the best you are going to get.”

Bleu shrinks back down regarding the other dragonling curiously, much to the collective sighs of the rest of the think tank.

“Alright, I can deal with that.”

“You're still a bitch though.”

“Up yours Seamore.”

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“...Sergeant Butterfly Dream, PFC Sugar Sigh, Corporal Bright Mocha, Lieutenant Torn Wish, PFC Savvy Cloud, Major forged Cup Cupcake, PFC Ocean Daydream, PFC Ever Lollipop, Colonel Translucent Giggle, Corporal Kit PFC Pickle, Corporal Bright Ardor, Commander Crazy Dancer, PFC Peach Mania, PFC Fluffy Outpost, PFC Sequoia Seed, Sergeant Celtic Sunlight......”

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“So how was your trip Velky?”

“Enough of that you silly brat, why do you insist on calling me that?”

“Eeeep, I will take it that the trip did not go well then?”

Velkorn shakes her head, her ears drooping a bit, as she exhales deeply.

“I am sorry Bleu for being mean, my nephew is a bigger pain then I could glean.”

“Well least he isn't taking after Rhede.”

Velkorn's wince at that comment is unnoticed by the dragonling, who had already moved on with that topic.

“I have yet to even see hide, nor hair of him since I’ve been back. Plus his new secretary keeps shooing me off saying he's got to much work to do. I think those two might be up to something, though I suppose you did not want to hear that. She is a pretty mare as are most of the others in that office he is holed up in.”

“Perhaps we should just go see him, to deny us both the chances are slim.”

“Good idea. I need to talk to everyone about what boss is up to this time. And I need to do it fast so we can do something about him. In three days there's going to be another shipment of stuff to the front and we need to be with it.”

“I do not think that is possible Bleu, Dragons are hated, and my people are too.”

“I will think of something.”

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“..... PFC Modest Spring, PFC Cheeky Crane, Sergeant Marigold Conspiracy, PFC Clover Wahoo, PFC Milky Kingdom, Corporal Arctic Hillside, PFC Copper Scribble, Sergeant Cinnamon Evening, Lieutenant Sliver of Fervor, PFC Bewildering Bluebell, PFC Starry Oregano, Captain Blushing Futon, PFC Blended Blue, Lieutenant Dances With Cake, PFC Sprinkled Wine, PFC Dabbling Tome.......”

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The flames lap at his shield, the snow around the edges of it melting, and turning to steam, scorching the ground around the out side of his spell. The Dragon pauses to draw in another breath, and he lets the shield drop. The ponies he was guarding rush the inhaling dragon weapons digging in, piercing scales, and cracking them. Jer'rahd charges as well, forming a ramp to run up to plow into the red dragons head, knocking the next gout of flame aside. He lands lightly glancing back as the rest of his unit rip the beast to bits. All over this camp, similar acts were happening, the air behind the camp was full of fleeing dragons and the dust from the half breeds that were turning tail, fleeing as well.

The offensive had pushed all of the invaders back to the far side of the wall,and then further into the Darklands itself. Every base camp made of the remains of The Great Wall was now under Equestria's control. This was the last forward camp the dragons had possessed. This next leg would be tricky, the Darkland's were not a pleasant place. The five Discordian castles steadily retreating in the distance were clear targets and the next thing they would be going for. If they cleared one of those castles, an investigation team could likely figure out how they worked and it could be used against the others. Jer'rahd wished he had payed more attention last time he was in one.

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“......PFC Wound Up Crystal,Sergeant Western Nicker, Corporal Toxic Aspiration, PFC Proud Jellybean, PFC Honey Myth, Sergeant Tangerine Honor, Lieutenant Peanut Butter Thundercloud, PFC Melodic Paper, Major Angular Socks, PFC Viral Pecan, PFC Sassy Exchange, First Sergeant Dakota Fate, PFC Mathematical Champagne, PFC Tawny Knickknack ,PFC Lilac Quest.........”

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Princess Luna stares at the statue in front of the Canterlot Guard Keep, expectantly waiting as if something was going to happen to it just by her being there. The massive carved form of stone before them seemed little more than a pony shaped suit of armor carved in the stone. The armored fully covered any sign that there was a pony under it, even the tail and mane were covered in spiked stone plate. The armor itself, was sculpted to resemble a Timberwolf right down to the fanged maw where the pony's mouth should be in the helm.

Three Bear and Meteor shower joined General Mustang not far behind the Princess, the pair of them looked at the statue then to Mustang, clearly confused.


“Princess are you sure we need to wake this lout? Last time he was free he didn't listen to any pony but you, and you just let him run buck wild on the Dragons.”

“Can you deny he was effective?”

“No, I cannot. Just morbid and dangerous.”

“He is a General as well, and having all five of you in this conflict will be a great boon to Equestria. General Kaisur is handling the war well enough for now, but we all know that he will not succeed in taking Cindervale by himself, no matter how hard he tries. That he has pushed the dragons back so far in such a short time is a testament to his skill. But it is not enough to win the war.”

“Fine, but I still do not like this.”

“Your apprehension is noted General.”

Luna's horn glows softly, the light of her magic surrounding the stone statue.

“Pardon me General Mustang Sir, but the two of us are not aware of who or what this Ruin is.”

General Shower nods as Mustang looks back at them.

“Yeah, I suppose not. You two weren’t around in the first Dragon war, you both came in around the time of the War of the North. That one was not bad enough for this pony to be woken up. To be honest I am not even sure what Ruin is. The Princess once said he has been around longer than she has and but only made a General back in the days of the Discordian War.”

Mustang narrows his eyes as the glow around the statue increases.

“ When I first met him, he was completely suicidal the thing was, he only wanted death in a conflict. He did not care about winning or losing, just fighting against something that would be strong enough to kill him finally. Somehow he convinced the royal family back from whenever he came from to freeze him in stone so he could have his wish to die in battle. He was the start of that stupid Rule of three rumor as in the First Dragon War, he spoke of that being the reason he was allowed to remain in stone between battles. A crap load have ponies have died trying to emulate that sort of thing to get a wish from the Princesses. Princess Luna has said she has only woken him three times since she found out about him. This will make the fourth time, and he has yet to get his wish. Every time he is woken up, the bodies cover the ground like fresh snow. He's not a pony so much as he is a weapon.”

“Rather poetic sir.”

“It would be, if it was not for the fact that it was pony bodies as well as dragons. He doesn't kill any ponies himself, but his presence on the field drives any around him into such a fervor that they stop thinking of their own safety and start thinking about nothing but killing the enemy. I saw that first hoof in the last dragon war. The Princesses might have been the ones that ended that conflict, but it was Ruin who forced Forgescale's claw into attacking Canterlot directly. He did exactly what that fool Kaisur is doing now, pressing against the dragons so hard they have no where to go but back through us.”

The clank of metal drew their attention to the statue, as the stone form slowly sagged before straightening back up as the rock left its limbs. Black and silver armor clanks heavily as the form shifts stepping down off the pedestal with a crash of steel and cracking stone from where he lands. The armor form shakes itself violently, sounding all the world like a entire kitchens worth of cooking posts being thrown off a building. The armored form lifts its head pink pricks of crimson light radiating from the shadowed recesses of the figures eyes. He finally tilts his head down regarding Princess Luna. The figures voice echos as if he was yelling though a long tunnel.

“Greetings again, Princess of the Night. Where is the battle that may finally grant me rest?”

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“ …...... PFC Cowboy Almond, Sergeant Roman Cheese, PFC Milky Scamper, Lieutenant Daring Winner, PFC Curly Mountain, Master Sergeant Saltwater Calamity, Wing Commander Ebony Mirror, Corporal Organic Radiance, Corporal Vanilla Lion, PFC Wayward Rose, Colonel Mesmerizing Volcano, PFC Bisque Wink, PFC Googled Peak, PFC Striped Confection.........”


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“You can't go in there, Mr. Pelt is very busy....”

“Talk to the claw lady, Velky if she tries any thing, feel free to chuck her out the window, we are here for Rhede.”

Bleu, in her pony sized form, and Velkorn had stormed into the offices, pushing aside a few of the Guard's that got in their way as well as the annoying secretary, to get to the door the mare had been blocking. Neither of them bothered to check to see if it was locked before kicking the door open . The Guard's and the secretary as well as the few other workers in the office were all young attractive mares,Rhede's usual type. Velkorn was practically frothing at the mouth after shoving her way into this place, several of the more insistent Guards were now taking naps thanks to the zebra.

The pair burst into the room just as a rather haggered, but triumphant looking Rhede places a sheet of paper on top of a stack in the out bin on the desk. The wind from the door knocks down the stack sending the papers flying everywhere over the desk. Rhede's eyes widen at the sudden pile of papers scattered all over and drops the sheet he held collapsing into a pile behind the desk.

“OOOkay so maybe he has been working...... MEDIC!”

“Why do you all keep yelling that, I am close enough for a simple chat?”

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“.........PFC Rain Shadow,Sergeant Ephemeral Patchwork, PFC Galloping Blender, Lieutenant May Slasher, Staff Sergeant Silent Bounty, Air Captain Cross End, PFC Whatever's Horror, PFC Brazen Aurora, Captain Chocolate Tie, Captain Vanilla Sunbeams, PFC Rainbow Pepper, PFC Huckleberry Skip, PFC Booming List, PFC Periwinkle Splendor......”

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“Make yourself ready Generals we are leaving for the front tomorrow. General Kaisur is poised to push forward towards one of the dragon's castles and we need to be there with our own forces to back him up. I want every pony we can spare pulled off the other fronts for this operation. “

“Already done Princess, we have a skeleton crews in every post not affiliated with this war. The remaining Guards posted there are ordered to report anything that even looks like a hostile action towards them. The first idiots that try to take advantage of that light Guard posting will get the crap stomped out of them with everything we have currently focused on the dragons.”

“My pegasus Dragoons are ready to go now, Princess.”

“My forces are poised to leave Manehatten, and Hastiin's family is growing hungry again.

“I am always ready for battle Princess.”

“Good then we leave tomorrow.”

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“........... Lieutenant Colonel Frothy Flowerpot, PFC Moroccan Spur, Sergeant Pineapple Dusk, Lieutenant Innocent Earthquake ,PFC Hoof Talon, Corporal Appalachian Bob, PFC Triumphant Engagement, Sergeant Serene Pounce, Corporal Sunshine Apple-pie, PFC Thundering Stamp, Sergeant Granola Savannah, Lieutenant Gummy Polygon, PFC Fine Wisp, PFC Marigold Strength, Lieutenant Legal Money.........”

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Things got strange fast. After waking Rhede just in time for the secretary to come into the office with another stack of papers, the pair of them were grabbed by the earth pony who galloped out of the room bowling over any thing that got in his way. The Guards seeing this started giving chase along with the other office mares. Bleu managed to climb onto Rhede's back in her smaller form and started humming something she called “Yakety Sax” as the pony and zebra fled from the others.

The ducked into one of the castles many private dining rooms and the mare and stallion slapped their hooves over the dragonlings mouth to shut up her humming. The dining hall looked ready for some sort of feast, and once the herd of ponies had charged past the room and the coast looked clear he fell on the food like it was the the first meal he had seen in weeks.

“OK, what was that all about Rhede?”

“mummmphhermphlgge murphm.”

“Swallow first, other wise your cheeks might burst.”

“Gah sorry, I have been locked in that office living on non essential report paper and water for the last week. Every time I try to leave that evil pony shoved more paperwork in my face. The Guards would not even let me out alone to use the bathroom. “

“What were they exes of yours, pffft.”

“Umm yeah, actually now that I am thinking about it....”

Bleu sighs and Velkorn face hoofs. After a moment or so the stallions eating slows and Bleu explains the situation with Jer'rahd.

“So he did it again huh? Figures. Jer, has been far to blood thirsty since we all came back from the tests.”

“He has been like that since I met him, he flies into a rage on a whim.”

“Yeah he is like that, but he never does it just cause he wants a fight. Boss tends to only seek out conflict if some other pony might get hurt from it. Any way that's not the point now. The point now, is how quickly we can get involved, and how we can go about it. None of us are really Guard personal.”

“You are members of my sisters personal Guard however, and she is leaving for the front tomorrow.”

“Hey, that's right we can just hitch a ride with Luna and........... “

The group slowly turns to see a smirking Princess Celestia, flanked by a pair of Guards, standing behind them. The Princess chuckles lightly, though her eyes quickly narrow at the empty plates piled before Rhede.

“I do understand I have kept you busy Pelt, but getting your revenge by eating my entire meal was likely not the best course of action.”

“Errr sorry Princess.... wait.... YOU WERE THE ONE WHO KEPT ME IN THAT ROOM?!”

“Well, I was asked to keep you out of trouble by General Kaisur, this seemed the simplest way.”

“THEY ESCORTED ME TO THE BATHROOM AND TIMED IT!!!!”

Velkorn shoves a loaf of bread into Rhede's mouth to shut him up so Bleu can talk.

“Alright Princess, that will work perfectly, all we need is to get Starfall and we are set to go.”

Rhede swallows the bread, rapidly drain a glass of water before interjecting.

“Starfall has two days left with her daughter on her leave, I say we let her have that time of peace and then when she comes back tell her where to go. She's fast enough to be at the front in a few hours at worst. Would you mind terribly doing that for us Princess.. I mean I did just finish a months worth of your work for nearly nothing....”

“Even taking into account what you have eaten, I think I can oblige that Pelt. You had best be ready, Luna plans to leave at dawn.”

“Right ,thank you Princess. Let's go!”

The trio tear out the door as Princess Celestia looks at the remains of her dinner and sighs.

“I had no plans to diet today.....”

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“................. PFC Carpe Diem Blanket, Sergeant Chief joy, Lieutenant Ribbon Target, PFC parallel Berry, Colonel Dazzled tickle, PFC Blooming Garnet, Corporal Snowy Moon-dust, Corporal Little Melody, Corporal Almond-eyed Guess, Corporal Misty Story, PFC Breath of Prodigy, PFC Scintillating Intention, Sergeant Tobiano Ambition, PFC Booming Spice, Corporal Poppy Willow.........”

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This battle was not going well. His forces had stalled out at the base of the towering castle, the line of dragons and half bloods was like a wall all their own, that the pony forces continuously plowed into, yet failed to breech. He had pulled the troops back,planning another charge, when news of Princess Luna's arrival at the forward base camp was brought to his attention, moments before she came into the tent, with General Shower in tow.

He offered a salute to the General and a light bow to the Princess before explaining the situation. While she seemed impressed at the accomplishments so far, she also seemed to have expected that he would hit something that stalled his charge sooner or later. She sends General Shower back to New Dullahan to tell the reinforcements to make ready to join the 42nd here at this forward post for another push at the castle.

“What is your next course of action General?”

“With you and the others here it seems my time running the show is at an end, we advanced this far with just my plans. So I suppose we should mix it up a little, and let some other ponies plans come into play so the dragons won't know what to expect.”

“A sound idea, though I will inform you that Bleu, Velkorn, and Rhede have arrived as well and are on their way here. Bleu landed just outside of the base camp and the lot of them are hauling the crates she brought with her into the camp now.”

“It will be nice to have nearly every one back together again....”

“DRAGONS INCOMING!!!”

“Blast it, fall back Princess this is about to get problematic again.”

“You do not give me orders General.”

His response was cut off as the tent was ripped free from its poles baring the clear sky above them. A swarm of black dragons soar over the camp flame bursting from their maws as the first wave of them turns back around for another pass. Jer'rahd had yet to see even one of this kind of dragon, and now there were close to three dozen of them strafing the forward camp with their fiery breath. Floating in the middle of this swarm of chaos was a massive dragon of shimmering black scales and obsidian hued armor. His massive head was capped in four enormous horns that swept back from his head, golden eyes sweep over the camp widening as they focus on the exposed Princess and General below him. His fanged maw parts in a grin, each of his teeth longer than the Waning Moon. The beast folds his wings suddenly ceasing his flight and simply falls crushing ponies and several other tents as he lands towering above the two ponies. A deep chuckle resounds in his throat as he stares down at the two.

Jer'rahd and Luna both move into action the second he touches down, the Waning Moon was drawn and his armor closed about his form in mid charge. The Princess takes to the air swinging about to attack the dragon from the left her horn glowing as bolts of energy leap from it lashing out at the dragon.

The creature simply laughs, his black armor seeming to suck Luna's magic into it without so much as touching him. Jer'rahd's eyes narrow reconizeing the same effect from what he saw on the Bone Hound so long ago. He lashes out with his blade the weapon striking along the unarmored scales of the beast doing little more than kicking up sparks as it bounces along them. The dragon chuckles again as if the attacks with a god slayer weapon did little more than tickle him. The amused grin having yet to leave his face. He reaches into a bag on his side drawing out what looks to be a claw full of massive chains, before simply flinging them into the air.

Jer'rahd glances up at them briefly, before slamming his body and the blade into the joint of the dragons leg, expecting perhaps, something along the lines of a Tank's level of armor, but even the joints seem impervious to the Waning Moon. The scream of another black dragon falling behind him reaches his ears and brings a grin to his face. It seems they could be killed, just how, at least now he knew his troops were fighting back. He dodges as the dragon turns, its tail lashing out at him in a rather dismissive strike. The great beasts sole attention seems to be focused on the alicorn princess, that was flying about his head lashing out with spells and kicks.

Another claw full of objects is thrown into the air as the chains finally descend having formed into a massive net that falls towards Luna. The Princess dodges the falling metal without any real effort continuing her attack on the dragon her hoofs finally striking with enough force to shatter some scales on the dragons muzzle.

The dragon grins at that, the chain net stopping before it hits the ground caught in a massive updraft of wind that nearly knocks Jer'rahd on his flank. The net shoots skyward again striking and wrapping about the Princess from below tossing her bound form into the air. The wrapped form of Luna bobs a few times in the air before hovering before the dragons face ,the creatures grin widening further.

“FINALLY, WE HAVE THE PRIZE WE HAVE LONG SOUGHT, YOU SHALL MAKE A WONDERFUL ADDITION TO OUR COLLECTION PRINCESS.”

Luna struggles as Jer'rahd forms his shield ramp charging up the incline intent on cutting Luna loose and perhaps ripping out one of the bastards eyes before he lands. A loud clang, a sharp stab of pain, and a heavy weight against his back slam him down into and through his own shield sending him crashing to the ground. He tries shoving himself up right finding his hooves are not touching the ground and he seems to be floating above the small crater his impact made. His head lifts glaring at the dragon his eye flaring brightly as he struggles.

“YOU HAVE BEEN A TROUBLESOME FLY TO US, THOUGH NO SIMPLE PONY IS A MATCH FOR ONYX WING, YOU SHOULD BE THANKFUL WE CHOOSE TO END YOUR LIFE PERSONALLY GNAT. THAT IN ITSELF IS A GREAT HONOR WE BESTOW ON FEW.”

Jer'rahd scrambles in the air, his magic flinging the Waning Moon at the dragon, only to have it be batted aside to crash into the remains of his command tent. Another impact is felt against his back and he his forced from the ground a little more. Glancing down under himself his eyes widen at the sight of a pair of spears jutting out from his belly stabbing deep into the ground and holding him aloft, his blood running down the hafts. Another series of strikes against his back and shoulders force a gout of blood from his muzzle as he once again lifts his head glaring up at the dragon, the rain of iron spikes hammering into his body, piercing armor and flesh, impaling him aloft a stallions height above the ground. His eyes glaze, the glow fading as the dragon takes off into the air with his prize soaring back towards the besieged castle, quickly being joined by the other attackers.

Jer'rahd shudders starting to feel cold, the blades of the spears below him start to blur as the puddle of his blood grows larger. Again he failed he needed to go after them save.........

“BOSS!!!”

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“........................................... PFC Marigold Showgirl, Sergeant California Plantation, Lieutenant Lavender Popcorn, PFC Snow Guess, PFC Jumping Chain, PFC Silvery Outlook, Corporal Dandy Superstition, Sergeant Eloquent Intention, Commander Oak Shadow, PFC Illuminated Energy, Lieutenant Adobe Jingle, General Jer'rahd Kaisur...............”

Princess Celestia's eyes narrow as she grits her teeth flinging the table and the memo with the death toll across the room. The wooden table shattering to splinters against the far wall , causing the messenger to cringe.

“AND WHERE IS OUR SISTER!?”

“Reports say Princess Luna was captured your Majesty.”

Celestia's mane and tail whip as if blown in a unseen hurricane force of wind. The messenger wishes he was any where else in the world at this moment.

“STARFALL!!”

A lightly armored pegasus trots up her expression grim and eyes moist from hearing the last name off the list.

“Yes, Princess Celestia?”

“GATHER ONE OF THE FLYING CHARIOTS, YOU WILL BE TAKING US TO THE FRONT NOW!”

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Twilight pulls back shocked at the rage though she suddenly finds something is quite different. She was still in the star filled expanse, but the windows of the blade shards, as well as the window that lead her out into her body again were both gone.

She spins in place still feeling that sense of ease that filled this place trying to quell her panic. The stars were different, her gaze swept everything trying to find anything here that was familiar to her her eyes lock on a pair of stars That seem familiar though the small sense of unease that they bring, only worries her further. Why were those two here but not any of her friends, she had gotten to the point where she could tell those five stars at a glance, and they were no where to be found. She spotted Celestia's brilliant white star and relaxes a little though it takes her a bit longer to find Princess Luna's star. Her eyes widen at a shadowy pony form between her and Luna's star. She hesitates, though the other pony seems to take no notice of her, his eyes locked on Princess Luna's star. He was a gray unicorn with a amber mane and tail , with a silver shield shaped cutie mark with a black chess knight in the middle of it.

“Oh Buck!”

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