Trixie yelled. “Unhand Trixie! Where are you taking her?”
The figure let go. “We’re here.” Trixie was in awe. It was some kind of factory from the looks of it. It even looked brand new.
Trixie then scoffed. “Why did you bring Trixie here?” she looked at the sky, only to notice that it was night. “It’s late! Trixie should be getting home now. She has school tomorrow.”
The figure chuckled. “You seriously want to go back after you were humiliated like that?” He then drank in the dejected look on her face, and grinned. “No worries. I’ve got something interesting for you.” He then stepped towards the factory, and beckoned her. “C’mon, don’t be shy. What I’ve got for you will make your suffering worth it, I promise.” Trixie was a bit hesitant, so the figure spoke again, outstretching his dark teal hand. “You do want to beat Twilight, don’t you? You want to pay her back for humiliating you twice, right? Then take my hand.” Trixie then took the figure’s hand, and he grinned. She followed him to a back room of the factory, and they then stopped. He then went to the box in the corner. It was somewhat small, but it looked like it contained a valuable artifact. He then spoke again. “In this box is an incredibly powerful artifact that fell from the sky. It is the same artifact that hastened my change into an anthro. I believe, that because of this, it must have magical powers.” He feigns at lifting the lid, and Trixie reaches for it, a desperate look in her eyes. He then stops before opening it, and continues to speak. “However! You must understand that this artifact may have… side effects… such as warping your mind, perhaps. Are you willing to risk that just to obtain power? After you make this choice, there is no going back.”
Trixie was desperate. She knew that this figure could probably see it on her face. However, she didn’t care. She then spoke. “Open the box. Trixie wants power! She wants power now!”
The figure grinned underneath the hood, and opened the box. He then presented her the black amulet inside. “Then the Alicorn Amulet is yours.”
Trixie reached out, and took it without hesitation. As she put it on, however, she started to feel strange. “Wh-what’s going on? The Great and Powerful Trixie demands to know!”
She then saw the dark teal of his hand melt away like an illusion in a red-orange flash, and be replaced with aqua. The figure then lifted his hood, and revealed an aqua face with red-orange eyes. His hair was orange and red, and his smile was sinister. His horn spiraled in a way that almost seemed hypnotic. Around his neck could be seen a platinum locket. Upon it could be seen an etched-in chess king. He then scoffed. “Heh. Pretending to be my half-bro and lure you in was a brilliant plan! After all, your previous self, Darrel, was always a bit dim.” He saw Trixie’s eyes seethe with rage, and he smirked. “Oh don’t be so furious dear, you got what you wanted! Albeit with quite a hefty cost.”
Trixie then felt her body slowly go numb. “What are you doing to Trixie!?”
The figure then laughed. “Oh, not much. Just… altering you slightly. Making sure that you don’t question me. You see, I’d put an extra enchantment upon that amulet before you came here: one that allows me, the caster, to control your every thought and move. I did so because the one who transformed you was getting slightly impatient, and asked me to intervene.” He then shrugged. “I just took a bit of liberty with her request, is all.”
Trixie then managed to spit out one last question before the spell fully set in. “Just who do you think you are?”
The figure then grinned. “I’m Chessmaster Star. You might once have known me as Renaldus Star. I’m your new master.” He then let out a hearty laugh, and, if one looked closely enough, one could see a single tear drop from Trixie’s face. Chessmaster then barked out an order, to test his new servant. “Swear allegiance to me!”
Trixie stood at attention, and spoke. “Trixie swears to obey Chessmaster’s command as long as she is of use to him.”
Chessmaster cackled. “Oh, when they see this…” He then became more serious. “However, I still need to fine tune a few things just a smidge before I send her off to steal Twilight’s magic for the mistress.” He then took Trixie further into the factory to work on those “adjustments.”
Elsewhere, an anthro with dark teal fur got a chill down his spine. He frowned. That's not good. I feel the unwelcome power of dark magic... He adjusted his blue glasses in a turquoise aura. He knew that it had to be somebody powerful- after all, mind manipulation was very serious dark magic. His frown deepened. He didn't like the options of who could possibly pull it off aside from himself- even though he'd never dare even think of using dark magic. There was one candidate in particular that concerned him: His half-brother, Chessmaster. Such a thought disturbed him greatly. His blue green eyes stared at the stars, questioningly. Why would Chessmaster do such a thing? To get some reward from some employer? He shook his head, not wanting to think about it. He then brushed away some of the reddish brown hair that had fallen in front of his face, pushing it near the center after noticing a strand of turquoise. His rainbow tail swayed in the breeze. He then sighed. If it really is Chessmaster doing it, then... He walked off to the distance, not wanting to think on it further. After all, he didn't want anything distracting him on his way home.