Blueblood instantly fires a beam of magic at the group, packing quite a considerable force into it.
Silver jumps forward, summoning his magic shield. He holds it up, and absorbs the beam. The shield shatters from the force, but absorbs all of the spell before it does.
Turner rushes past Blueblood, towards the collapsed house. This, however, draws Blueblood’s attention to him. Blueblood charges up his own magic, only to have a lance of fire impact him in the side.
Blueblood looks down, and grimaces as he sees his rotting flesh now burning, cutting right through his cloak, “You fool! My beautiful coat is burned! My beautiful, white fur! You’ll pay for that!”
He looks back at the others, only to have his vision be filled with a fist. He is sent to the ground and Probus completes his charged up punch.
Blueblood rolls back onto his hooves, and glares at Probus, “You would dare lay your filthy paw on me?!”
Silver rushes forward, stabbing at Blueblood before he can launch anymore magic. Blueblood leans back, and growls.
Blueblood spreads his wings, and takes off into the air. He looks down upon the group, “You filth deserve nothing more than to die of a similarly filthy weapon!”
Blueblood holds out his arm, and taps on a bulky machine he has strapped to it. His cloak shifts forms, now having a harness on the back of it. The harness has two levers, both of which lead to gigantic metal cylinders. Then, popping out of the air, he catches a grey, boxy thing in his hooves.
His ears twitch, and the lid on the cylindrical metal opens. Silver looks up, and can just barely see into them. He takes a step back, “Duck and cover!”
Blueblood’s ears twitch once more, activating the mechanism. Both of the cylinders fill with fire, and two missiles rush out of them. They rush down to the ground, and impact next to Silver as he tries to dive away.
They explode in a giant blast, sending Silver flying over the ruins of Turner’s house. He rolls when he lands, and begins to cough roughly.
The crater left by the missiles is as big as Probus if he was laying down. It’s almost a foot deep as well.
Probus jumps away from the loud explosion, and begins wildly squirming around in order to get the dirt and debris out of his eyes.
Blueblood smiles, and summons a crystal from his arm machine. He grabs the crystal, and shoves it into the boxy weapon in his hoof. It glows bright red, and he takes aim down at Probus.
He fires, a red laser instantly impacting the ground right next to Probus. Blueblood smiles, and aims for the center of mass.
But, before he can fire, a bolt of magic hits him in the side.
He is flung aside, his shot going wide, but is not injured badly. He manages to gain control of his body again, and wheels around to see Dinky pointing her horn at him. He aims up the CLR again, and attempts to fire off a shot.
Derpy tackles Dinky out of the way, making the laser barely miss both of them. Blueblood simply adjusts his aim, and aims for Derpy instead.
But, as he lines up his shot, he hears a loud crash from behind him. Then, after the crash, he hears a whooshing. Not a whoosh, per sey, but that’s the closest one could describe the sound in with such a limited language.
He is about to turn around, and only to feel something crash into him at high speed.
He is sent flying down into the ground, and he looks up to see what just did that to him.
A blue box floats through the air, with big white lettering saying ‘police box’. The door is open, showing a brown stallion inside it, rushing around a console, wearing a fez, and a overly long scarf.
The box circles around, and begins to rush towards the ground.
Blueblood panics, and rolls out of the way. A second after he moves, the box crashes down where he just was, creating a square crater in it’s place.
Blueblood quickly takes back to the air, twirling around and firing his laser rifle at the box.
The laser crashes into a shield, stopping before it can impact the box or pony inside. Blueblood grimaces, and flies right through the open door of the box.
Turner looks at Blueblood as he points a laser rifle at him. Turner reacts quickly, grabbing a second fez from the central console, and throwing it over the barrel of the laser rifle.
Blueblood fires, only to hit nothing but the fez, disintegrating it. Blueblood looks to see what the issue is, and Turner takes advantage of his distraction.
Turner pushes Blueblood, forcing him to let go of his rifle, sending it far away outside. Turner then moves the scarf off his head in one expert maneuver, and gets closer to Blueblood.
Blueblood swings back, and Turner moves closer whist also dodging his hoof. When close, he gathers the scarf in his hooves, and wraps it around Blueblood’s neck. He then drags Blueblood out of the TARDIS by his neck, the doors to it closing automatically as they leave.
Turner wraps the thing tighter, and pulls Blueblood to the ground. Blueblood lies on him, back down, leverage making for better choking. Turner smiles as he hears Blueblood gasp, feeling a very old part of him coming back.
Blueblood kicks the best he can, until he finally lands a single kick on Turner’s groin. Turner instantly yells in pain, and lets go of Blueblood.
Blueblood gets up, and prepares to blast Turner to ash. But, as his horn charges up, he feels a sharp bit of pain on his chest.
He looks down, and sees a burn mark. He then looks up.
Derpy stands there, holding his rifle in her hooves. She holds it unsteadily, but still seems to know how to fire it. Then Dinky comes from behind her, charging up her own horn. Probus gets up from the ground, and stands next to the other two. Turner rolls to his hooves, face still showing great pain, but still ready to fight. Silver limps over to them, favoring his left leg, and takes his stand next to Probus.
Blueblood looks at them, and breathes rapidly, “You are better than I thought. It seems I underestimated you. No matter, in the end.” Blueblood glares, taps his leg machine, and smiles. His cloak begins to shift form, expanding out to cover his entire form. Then, the cloak turns metal.
Blueblood stands now, wearing golden power armor. It covers every part of his body, and glows in the sun.
Blueblood laughs, a microphone inside the armor making it sound hollow and tinny, “I haven’t had to use my power armor in a century, so feel lucky. Then, despair, as I shall crush your heads underneath my hooves!”
Silver raises his mace, “Come on, then.”
Blueblood looks at them, preparing to say something. But he never gets the chance to.
Dark blue magic hits him from behind, right on his helmet. The power of the magic sends him flying forward, and tears away parts of the armor.
Silver takes advantage of the situation, and swings his mace as Blueblood flies closer. It hits him right in the head, flinging him aside toward Probus, and completely destroying his helmet.
Blueblood looks up, a dazed look on his face, “I will kill you?”
Probus looks at Blueblood by his feet, and growls. He grapples with Blueblood, and grabs both hands onto his horn.
Blueblood instantly realizes what is going on, “No, you wouldn’t! Don’t! You can’t!”
Probus laughs, “Probus strong, destroy Blueblood!”
Probus then squeezes with his hands, with all his strength. It takes a few seconds, as everyone can slowly see cracks appear in Blueblood’s horn. Then, in an instant, his horn breaks like porcelain. Little shards of it begin to fall, and Blueblood begins to scream in pain.
Probus smiles triumphantly, and looks at the others, “Probus won!”
Blueblood screams in rage, and summons as much magic as he can into his broken horn. The magic collects itself, and rushes straight into Probus.
Probus is instantly sent flying back, body letting out sparks of blue lightning. It seems like his entire body has been burnt from the inside out.
Blueblood begins to crawl away, “You savage animals! You broke my horn! My horn is gone!” He stumbles up to his feet, eyes filled with a fire-like rage, “I will come back, and I shall slaughter you and this entire world like the savages you are! You are all dead!” A dark portal appears behind him, almost like a hole in reality, and he stumbles into it. The portal then snaps shut, and Blueblood is gone from their world.
Instantly, they all rush over to Probus. Turner kneels down next to him, and shakes his head, “He’s not going to make it!”
They are all surprised when a new voice joins in, “We may have a solution, Doctor!”
All of them turn around, and see a regal alicorn standing there. Her mane like that of the starry sky, her fur a nice blue, with a crescent moon as her cutie mark. Turner raises an eyebrow, “Princess Luna?”
She nods, “Yes, my fair Doctor, it is us. We arrived exactly on time, as you requested. We also came prepared for the injury of your friend, Probus.”
Another voice enters the conversation, as a bipedal creature steps around Luna. His purple robes flow in the nonexistent wind.
Silver looks at him, “Edis?”
Edis looks down at him, “Hello, Silver. Your contract is up, and you have preformed it perfectly. The fact I didn’t need to replace you with Grey is odd, unexpected, and very good for the universe. The bad path was Kendrick taking over, the good path was Grey taking over. Merging was not even a path available, yet here it is. You defy all logic, Silver, and it is unequivocally the best path for the universe. I would say you have proved yourself more than worthy, have preformed my job better than perfectly, and deserve the offer I’m about to make you. Silver, I need you to sign another contract. Preform one more job for me, and I shall heal your friend before you get to it. It will not take a minute in this world, but may take up to two years in your own personal time stream.”
Silver looks back at Probus, “You would save him if I did this?”
Edis nods, “Yes. He will be as healthy as he was before he even got into this fight.”
Silver looks at the others, “Can I bring them with me?”
Edis shakes his head, “No, you cannot. This is a job for you, and you alone. I am sorry, truly, sorry as I can be with my heart of stone. But, this is what the Book demands.”
Silver picks up his mace and sword, holding them in each hand. He stands up, dirt blemishing his armor. He looks at Edis, and nods, “I’ll do it.” He looks back at the others around Probus, and smiles. His mind fills up, replacing everyone there with his brother, changing the world to the house. He clears his mind, and nods, “I will be back.”
Edis opens up a purple portal in front of Silver, and healed Probus at the same time.
Silver hears Probus gasping back to life, and smiles toward Edis.
Edis nods back, “Good luck, Silver. I think that should sum up the thoughts of everyone here.”
Silver looks back to the portal. He sees a grassy field in the middle of nowhere. The sky is dark, and grey ships seem to be traveling through the air.
He takes a final breath, and steps through.