//------------------------------// // Stormbreaker's Strike // Story: Descendants Of The Isle 3: Rise of the Royal Villain // by Melody Song //------------------------------// “Help me Tempest!!” Discord’s voice rang out, and Tempest’s eyes widened, turning to see lightning crackling from the highest tower. “Yeah, come save your little friend, Tempest!” Yona’s voice shouted, cackling. Tempest growled and called on the storms, summoning Storm Breaker. She rose into the air, spreading the wings of electricity and flying up to the tower as fast as she could. Yona stood on the turret, Discord cowering behind her. Tempest shot a blast of electricity at Yona, but she countered it with the Staff, laughing. Yona fired her own blast, but Tempest swerved and dodged it. Yona continued blasting at Tempest. “Tempest, help!” Discord shouted, as Yona dragged him over and held him tight in one hoof. “Careful, wouldn’t want to shock your little VC buddy.” Yona laughed. Below them, Spitfire, Rainbow, and Fleetfoot flew back over, drawn by the noise. They looked up, seeing Tempest hovering in her Storm Breaker form as Yona laughed from the turret. Tempest pulled out the Bell, blasting it with her horn in a desperate attempt to recharge it. “She doethn’t thtand a chance without the Bell.” Fleetfoot said “Tempest, help me!” Discord cried, struggling. Unfortunately, his last shout was enough of a distraction for Yona to blast Tempest, hitting her square in the chest. She cried out, wings flapping desperately to regain control. Yona didn’t seem to care, laughing. Then, Discord managed to break free and tried to run for it. “Hold still you little brat!” Yona shouted, chasing him around the small area of the turret. “Come on!” Spitfire spread her wings and shot up to the struggling filly. Fleetfoot and Rainbow followed her, and together the three managed to catch Tempest, stopping her fall. “Sp-Spitfire?” Tempest asked, as Spitfire grabbed her by the shoulders, flapping her wings to steady her as Rainbow and Fleetfoot supported her sides. “We’re stronger together.” Spitfire said, her necklace glowing brightly. “We’re stronger together, Tempest. I’m right here.” Tempest breathed a sigh of relief, then lifted up the bell. Together, the girls shouted out. “Regain your former might and come back to life! Regain your former might and come back to life!” they cried, Tempest doing so with fresh tears in her eyes. After a tense pause, the Bell began to glow and crackle. It pulsed, shining with light, glowing even brighter than before. “Yes!” Rainbow cheered, and Spitfire and Tempest smiled at each other. “Alright, I can catch myself now, you guys have to get out of the way, I don’t know for sure what will happen!” Tempest called. “Alright, we’re going to drop you on three… one… two…” Spitfire loosened her grip. “Three!” On three, the three pegasi let go and flew off, getting out of the way. Tempest spread her electric wings wide and soared back up to the turret, seeing Yona intimidating Discord, aiming the Staff at him. “You want some of this? Do you?!” “N-No!” Discord shrieked, snapping his fingers desperately, but in his panicked state all he managed to do was make a cotton candy cloud appear. He yelped and shielded himself as best as possible. Tempest growled, lifting up the Bell in her magic as she hovered threateningly over Yona. Yona turned and laughed wickedly, raising the Staff as Tempest raised the Bell. Then, just as Yona fired a blast from the Staff, Tempest rang the bell. A blast of stormy looking, yellow energy shot out and met Yona’s blast. The two were then in a battle of wills, each trying to force their beam of magic to the other. Discord cheered, and Spitfire, Rainbow, and Fleetfoot shouted encouragement from below. Tempest unleashed a yell of rage, ringing the Bell again. “That’s for trying to hurt my friends!” she shouted. The second force of magic from the Bell pushed away Yona’s blast. It hit the Staff, and Yona collapsed, laying still on the turret. Spitfire whooped and Fleetfoot kissed her, as Rainbow cheered. Discord stood up, watching as Tempest flew down to him, landing on the turret. She stayed in her Storm Breaker form in case Yona got up, but relaxed her posture. “Tempest!” Discord ran to her and hugged her. “Discord, are you okay?” Tempest asked, and he nodded. Then, they saw Yona. She was back in the very same outfit she’d been in earlier that day, when Sandbar had proposed to Gallus. But she wasn’t moving, just lying there on her side, her eyes shut. The crown and the staff lay beside her. Tempest, eyes wide, moved over to her. “Yona…” Tempest felt her neck, eyes going even wider. “Oh no…” “You’re only half me, and that’s from your satyr father. It won’t do everything for you that it does for me.” “No no no…” Tempest murmured, as Spitfire, Fleetfoot, and Rainbow flew up to the turret. “Something wrong?” Spitfire asked, then gasped, seeing Tempest staring in shock at Yona’s body. “Oh no.” “There’s a way…” Tempest murmured. “There’s got to be. Spitfire, go get help, the others should be unspelled by now but just in case, go for Celestia and the others, they’re probably still free.” “On it.” Spitfire, Rainbow, and Fleetfoot shot off without another word. Tempest crouched over Yona as Discord moved closer. Her eyes watered as she stared at the young yak. -------------------------------------- Back in Luna’s little castle, the others were beginning to wake. Gabby and Gilda sat up, feathers ruffled, blinking in confusion. Smolder shifted slightly, yawning, and Ocellus opened her eyes, blushing when she found her muzzle inches from Smolder’s. Smolder giggled and pulled her in for a kiss. Garble, who was sitting up, rolled his eyes, but smiled all the same. “Anyone else hungry?” Gabby asked. “I bet that cake’s still good.” Smolder said, sitting up and holding Ocellus in her arms. “You guys could just pick out the gems and we’ll eat ‘em.” “Yay! Cake!” Gabby squealed, and the group ran to the kitchen. ------------------------------- Celestia and Luna had begun to stand up, sighing, when there was a sudden bright flash. In an instant, Nebula Star and Rising Dawn were back. “Mom!” “Mommy!” The two alicorn fillies rushed to their mothers and hugged them tightly. Their mothers hugged back. “Celestia, what happened?” “It’s okay mom. The spell must’ve broken… that means Tempest and the others fixed everything.” Celestia said “Hey!” Spitfire shot up to them, and Rising Dawn and Nebula Star immediately ignited their horns. “No! They’re on our side!” Luna called, looking at Spitfire. “What’s wrong?” “Tempest needs help! Yona’s hurt!” --------------------------------- The others, still frozen in place where Tempest left them, were back in a flash of light as well. They looked around in confusion, realizing Tempest was gone. “Temp!” Pharynx shouted, wings buzzing as he took off running. “Come on!” Sandbar called, and Gallus scooped up Monarch, the two of them and Thorax following Pharynx at a run. ---------------------------------- Tempest still crouched over Yona, head low in grief. She heard hoofsteps and flapping wings, knowing the others must have returned. “We’re going to fix this Yona, I promise.” she said, tears falling. “I’m not losing you. You deserve a second chance.” “Tempest!” Pharynx burst up onto the turret, then saw her lying beside Yona, crying. “Temp…” “Phar… she…” Tempest choked back a sob. “I didn’t mean to…” Pharynx rushed over and caught her in a hug, letting her bury her head in his shoulder. He held her gently as the others caught up. They were soon followed by Spitfire flying up to them, leading the others, Rising Dawn and Nebula Star included. Gasps came from all around her, but Tempest tuned it all out, pressing against her boyfriend. “It’s alright Tempest.” he murmured, holding her. “We’re going to fix this, it’ll be alright, I promise.”