//------------------------------// // Chapter 8 // Story: The Shipmare of Great Harmony // by Dwindle //------------------------------// Yamato was bored…she was so completely, overwhelmingly, and unequivocally bored. It had been fine when she had been asleep in the repair bath, as the time passed without her even noticing. But after finishing meeting with the rulers of Equestria, giving her promise of aid and securing theirs in turn, and returning to the Wavecutter in order to finish her repairs she had found herself being unable to fall back asleep. And so, with nothing else to do, she was forced to simply lounge in her tub…a tub barely big enough for her…for nearly four. full. hours… Which was why when she received the various “Squees” Confirming that she was back up to combat readiness and could leave drydock at her discretion, she wanted nothing more than to leap joyously from the tub and burst from the medical wing of the ship to discover what the E.R.N had in store for her. That’s what she wanted to do anyway. But she was a Yamato, a queen of the sea, and she would never be caught preforming actions that would be unbecoming of one of her station. So instead, she rose gracefully from the water and walked calmly to the door, the shipmare knocking twice before slowly opening it to reveal six ponies standing guard beyond the threshold. She was not surprised to see them, as before she had recalled her marines- whom had somehow managed to sneak through a foreign military base and back onto a guarded ship with nopony the wiser-, they had reported an increase in the protection situated around her room. With four Earth ponies and two Unicorns remaining within the Wavecutter just outside her door and what appeared an entire platoon of Pegasi patrolling the airspace outside. Which was honestly quite a shock to the Shipmare; she had expected to see a full battalion to be guarding her at this point. After all, she had told them that they were doomed without her aid, which made it all the stranger that they hadn't committed more to her defense. Perhaps it was an attempt to respect her privacy? The lead Earth pony, the one likely to be the highest ranked members of the Equestrian military considering how fancy his armor looked, was the first to salute her after she left the infirmary. “Lady Yamato! Have you finished your healing?” The pony asked, Yamato swallowing her desire to correct him on how she was repairing not healing, and instead just smiled and nodded. “I have, thank you for asking. And now that I have finished said healing, I would like to speak to the commander of this military port in order to begin formulating patrol routes and ideas for defense of the coast. Would you be willing to escort me to such a pony?” “Ah, I apologize, Ma’am. But we were ordered to bring you to Princess Luna at your earliest convenience, if that is alright with you, Lady Yamato.” The pony replied before nodding at one of the guards standing slightly farther away, said pony saluting in reply before turning and galloping off. Although Yamato was hardly paying attention to his actions, as she was simply too shocked that one of the two rulers of Equestria had remained behind to lead her troops from the frontline, a risk that only a handful of human leaders would have taken back on her world. A fact that only increased Yamato’s respect for the astral pony. “If that is what one of the Princesses of the realm requests of me, then I will be happy to comply. If you would please lead me to her, I would be most grateful.” Yamato replied with a bow, the lead guard nodding before turning to the other ponies and ordering them to form up around the Shipmare before they all started to make their way off the ship. However, before they could reach the gangplank, a voice called out for Yamato to wait, the Shipmare turning around and smiling as Whitecap galloped up to them, pausing for a moment to catch her breath. “…Ha…ha…thank you for waiting, Lady Yamato, but I just wanted to once more voice our gratefulness for your help, and your words.” The mare eventually said with a smile after getting her breathing under control. “I also wanted to reaffirm that neither I nor my crew will fail to live up to your expectations. We will fight against the Abyssals for so long as they threaten our shores. We swear it.” Whitecap swore, the crew of the Wavecutter cheering and stomping their hooves in agreement. "I never doubted that anypony present would do anything less, but I appreciate your oath nonetheless.” Yamato replied as she rose to her full height and snapped off a salute, the shipmare nearly toppling over due to not being used to balancing on three legs but managed to right herself before anypony could notice “Fight smart, fight hard, and and above all, stay safe, ponies of the Wavecutter. Your nation will need every single one of you in the coming months and you will not be able to help anypony if you answer the siren song of the depths too soon! It has been an honor sailing with each and every one of you and I am certain that I will see you upon the waves soon enough.” Yamato declared; the ponies gathered before her standing just a little straighter at her praise. “…Ponies!...Attention! Salute!” Whitecap ordered almost breathlessly, the entire crew of the Wavecutter following her commands without a moment’s hesitation. Even Wavecutter herself, the teenage spirit standing just behind her captain, snapping off a salute that would make any D.I. proud . Their conviction, their resolve, and their respect for Yamato evident in each and every one of their faces. Their display almost enough to cause Yamato's regal expression to slip. Yamato held the salute for a moment more before she lowered her leg and turned back in the direction of the gangplank with her guards keeping pace around her, the Shipmare not bothering to say goodbye to those she had sailed with for nearly the entirety of this life. As just as she said, with war coming, there was no chance that such brave and noble souls would not be out there fighting to the last alongside her. The group of ponies were silent for a time as they moved through the base, the Royal Guards too preoccupied with ensuring their charge's protection and having been trained against speaking unless spoken too to attempt a conversation, while Yamato was too busy preparing herself for her second meeting with royalty to strike up a conversation with her protectors. After a few minutes passed in relative peace, Yamato’s spotters reported that they were not in fact headed to the center of the base where their CIC was likely to be located, but instead appeared to be headed further inland towards the edge of the base. This was somewhat confusing to the Shipmare, as she would think that Princess Luna would be too preoccupied organizing Equestria's forces to be anywhere but the CIC, but she quickly dismissed such worries. She knew nothing about how the ponies of Equestria ran their military, and for all she knew they could have discovered a much more efficient means of building their military bases that kept their important facilities further away from the coast. So she would simply allow her guards to lead her onward and see what would happen. But when they reached the far end of the base and arrived at an almost empty field, Yamato’s confusion returned in full force when she saw Princess Luna discussing something quietly with a group of ponies along with two chariots reminiscent of their Roman counterparts being tended to by a literal horde of Pegasi. Thankfully, she didn't have to guess at the situation for too long, as Princess Luna noticed their approach and turned to greet her. “Ah, tis good to- I mean, it is good to see you up and free from your wounds Lady Yamato.” The Diarch greeted, Yamato nodding her head both in greeting and in agreement to her words. “Thank you. As while I may have been constructed with the strength to take a good deal of punishment, I have never been quite masochistic enough to enjoy such wounds lingering for long. At least not yet I am not, but ask me again once the Abyssals have been dealt with and perhaps my answer will have changed.” The Shipmare returned, Yamato grinning within her own head as one of her guards sputtered at her words. And for a brief moment, Yamato could have sworn she saw a ghost of a grin on Princess Luna’s muzzle but it may have just been a trick of the light. “Regardless, now that I am fully repaired, I wanted to discuss with you and your navy just how I will be deployed. I believe it would be best if I am stationed at a port with-.” “A moment, Lady Yamato.” Princess Luna interrupted with a raised hoof. “While I commend your forethought at already considering how best you may fight for Equestria, my sister and I have already considered how exactly we wish to make use of your strength. And to that end, I would like to ask you to accompany me back to Canterlot where we can continue to plan for these Abyssals.” The Alicorn finished as she gestured with one of her wings to the waiting chariots, the Pegasi beside them stopping what Yamato had just realized were preparations for takeoff to salute the two large ponies. Oh no. Was all Yamato could think as she eyed the flying death traps with trepidation. The Shipmare already feeling like someone had filled her boilers with ice water. She had to find some way to avoid stepping on to the chariots without causing an incident, at any cost. “…With all due respect Princess Luna; but do you believe it is wise to remove the only pony who can fight against the Abyssals from the frontline? Canterlot is quite a distance away from any coast from what I was told, and if the Abyssals attack while I am there, it is unlikely I will be able to intercept them before they can inflict serious casualties upon wherever they strike.” “A fair concern. But do not fret, my sister and I have considered the issue at length after you returned to the healing bath and we believe that we have determined the most effective course of action. Rest assured that we will be more than prepared for the Abyssals next appearance.” Princess Luna reassured, although her words did nothing to actually calm Yamato's nerves. Well shoot, that didn’t work. Yamato couldn’t help but complain as she sighed and forged ahead, the Shipmare hoping that by explaining her issue, she might be spared from the coming horror. “I see, that is good to hear…but there is another reason why I am hesitant to leave…mainly the means by which we will be leaving.” The Shipmare explained, Princess Luna staring at her in confusion as glanced between Yamato and the waiting chariots, a look of cautious realization eventually making its way onto her muzzle. “…You have a fear of flying, Lady Yamato?” Luna clarified, Yamato nodding her head grimly in response. “I see. I admit, I did not consider a mare of your bearing to have such a common phobia amongst Earth Ponies, but you do not need to worry. I can personally assure you that the Pegasi of the Royal Guard are some of the greatest fliers our nation has. They will not allow you to fall, nay, you will not even feel a hint of turbulence.” The Princess assured, the Pegasi standing behind her nodding in agreement. But Yamato simply shook her head in denial at their attempt to calm her nerves. “I have no doubt that they are as skilled as you say…but my fear of flying is not something so simple as a phobia. Rather it is an aspect of my very being that makes me shy away from flight.” “…Because you are a Shipmare?” Princess Luna guessed, Yamato nodding in confirmation. “Indeed. Being part ship, the very thought about being flown through the air is nearly enough to send my Fairies to General Quarters and I myself cannot help but feel fearful despite having flown as a mortal before I was brought to this world. It is not something I can be talked through, or rationalize to myself in order to overcome…it is simply part of who I am now.” Yamato finished, Princess Luna staring at her for a moment before frowning and staring off into the distance. “Very well then, we will have to organize an alternative means of transportation…Captain, do you know if there happens to be a military train on base that we could commandeer?” The lunar Diarch asked, the stallion who was apparently the captain of the base shaking his head. “A shame, then we will have to requisition a civilian train for our own uses. Sergeant Blackburn, I require you to fly to Canterlot and inform my sister of our delay and that she must alter our plans accordingly. We will also need to procure the supplies necessary for the length of our tra-.” “Princess Luna, please wait for a moment.” Yamato had to interrupt before sighing heavily. Her Fairies mirroring her despair and her newfound determination. “There is no need to change the plan…we shall fly to Canterlot.” Yamato announced with the same gravitas as a judge condemning a prisoner to death, Princess Luna staring at her in surprise. “Are you certain? By your own admission, such an act shall cause you no small amount of distress.” She questioned, Yamato nodding grimly in reply. “I am. The Abyssals will not simply wait patiently for us to be ready for them. We cannot afford to delay for any reason…least of all one as pathetic as me simply being afraid of flying. We will fly…Although if I may make a request. Can we get underway soon? The longer we delay, the more likely I am to lose my nerve.” “Then let us depart!” Luna declared in a booming voice, the Pegasi who had been watching their conversation jumping to attention before beginning to scurry about in order to finish preparing the chariots for the two powerful ponies. And quickly prepare them they did. Yamato barely had time to blink before she found herself standing gallantly upon one of the two chariots…although for the life of her she couldn't figure out just how exactly she found herself standing there without having taken a single step. But before she could even begin to start feeling confused about that fact, Princess Luna gave the command for takeoff. And as the four Pegasi attached to her carriage began to carry her forward, Yamato and every single Fairy in her crew crying out in fear like the scared little fillies they felt like. Princess Luna couldn’t help but frown as she fought to keep her frustration in check as they flew through the heavens. Back before her…her nightmare, if there had been a threat to Equestria, Luna and her sister would simply fly out and deal with it themselves. Regardless of whether or not the situation required diplomacy or might, there had never been an incident that the sisters could not solve through their combined wit and or might. But now? Now they had to inform the bureaucrats of their nation of what was to come, prepare the military, inform their allies of the issue, ensure that they had the supplies necessary to keep their troops fed and stocked or ensure the Elements were informed of the incident and sent on their, they had to reassure their little ponies that their fears were unfounded both in reality and in their dreams…it was maddening. She was the princess of the night! The guardian of dreams! She and her sister had faced down horrors that very few ponies could comprehend and without so much as a single stallion learning of their existences before these threats were sealed away in Tartarus. And yet here she was; traveling back to Canterlot in order to discuss the problem on their seas instead of just flying out there and bringing down the wrath of the stars upon these so called Abyssals…although, considering the intelligence that Lady Yamato had brought to their attention, perhaps it was for the best that Celestia had held her back from rushing off to battle the moment they had received the letter from the good Capitan. It was then, almost as she knew that Luna was thinking of her, that the princess heard a startled whimper from the other carriage as their group passed through a particularly rough updraft. The lunar Diarch casting a concerned glance at her companion, only to see the world-traveling mare having been reduced to a quivering mess. Just as the foreign mare had predicted, the moment that they had taken off the proud warrior had begun to tremble in fear, her head tucked against her barrel with her eyes screwed shut. And besides for the occasional cry of fear or whimper of unease, the Mare hadn’t moved even a centimeter with the exception of the tremors that wracked her body. Yamato was a pony Luna couldn’t help but be curious about, a mystery that only grew more intriguing as she learned more about the world-traveler. When the Princess had first met the mare within the dream realm, she had thought her a kindred spirit. While she hadn’t lied to her sister about how often she met other Alicorns within the dream realm, from the moment she had banished the poor mare’s nightmare could tell that there was something different, something powerful, about Yamato compared to the usual wistful filly with princess envy. The closest comparison the lunar ruler could come up with was the same feeling one had the moment before a weather Pegasus smacked a thundercloud to release the pent-up energy held within. The electrifying feeling of violence and chaotic energies just waiting to be unleashed. And while it was this feeling that gave Luna the impression there was more to Yamato’s appearance than a foalish wish to be a princess, it was her words in that all too short first meeting that had stirred the Alicorn’s heart. Her admission to being exiled long ago, the pain that said banishment left on her psyche, and her recent return to Equestria, clearly paralleled Luna’s own return to the world and subsequent purification at the hooves of the Elements. Yamato was perhaps the only pony in all of Equestria who could understand just what Luna was going through, to a degree that not even her sister- try as she might- could achieve. It was why she had tried to broach the subject with the mare that night, and thus why she had been so furious when Yamato had been pulled quite unceremoniously from the dream by the sound of a trumpet, so angry in fact that she had actually cried out in frustration when she herself returned to the waking world, which of course startled the Thestrals who had been guarding the throne room at the time. After her anger subsided, Luna immediately ordered the Capitan of her guard to begin looking into any obscure Equestrian legends about a pony named Yamato, any rumors of ponies of unusual size being sighted recently, or any information on the golden symbol Yamato was wearing around her barrel during the dream. As these were her only clues as to the true identity of the dreaming mare that could be used to track her down. And then, barely a day later, her sister receives news of a dire new threat from the seas, and that a foreign dignitary named Yamato had been critically injured in an attack on an Equestrian vessel. The Lunar Diarch would have considered it a boon of fate if it weren’t for the fact that Yamato was apparently on her deathbed due to the battle. And so, she and Celestia had flown forth to determine just what had happened and who intended to attack their ponies…and find out they did when Yamato herself explained just what was coming. It was then that Luna’s reminiscing was cut short, when Yamato once again whined like a terrified little filly. A noise that brought yet another frown to the Diarch’s face. According to the words of the captain of the ship that had rescued her, even when wounded to a degree that would have the greatest of Royal Guard weeping like little foals, Yamato had born such injuries without even a single tear or even a tremor in her voice. To see such a strong mare suffering so…this would not stand. Luna stood then, the four Pegasi carrying her chariot looking back over their shoulders in confusion at the shifting weight. “Guards, continue on our current heading! I shall see to Lady Yamato!” she commanded as she spread her wings and, with a mighty push, launched herself in the direction of the other carriage. She would have preferred to simply teleport the short distance, but with Lady Yamato so fearful it was likely a pony appearing by her side could startle her enough to send her over the edge of the carriage. And while Luna had nothing but confidence in her magic, she wasn’t certain she could catch a mare who was part ship with ease. Not that Luna landing on the chariot didn’t startle the poor mare, as Yamato flinched away the moment Luna’s hooves touched down on the wood. “E-Eep! P-princess Luna?” “Calm thyself, Lady Yamato, for I have come to help.” Princess Luna declared, her horn glowing blue in preparation of a spell. A spell that was normally used to draw ponies into the realm of dreams. But for a pony of Luna’s skill, it could help a pony achieve a meditative, trance-like, state. Although…the lunar Diarch had to admit, she had never tried to use such a spell on a pony of such unique stature, so she had no idea if it would actually work on Yamato. But her fears were for naught, as after an unexpected delay her spell began to take hold of the terrified mare, the shivers racking Yamato’s body up until that point growing weaker with each passing second. And once her eyelids began to droop, the Alicorn knew her spell had successfully brought some measure of peace to the mare. A fact that was reinforced when Yamato next spoke “…Thank…you…Luna.” The Shipmare muttered as she leaned against Luna’s side and sighed heavily as she likely slipped even deeper in to her magical trance. Luna couldn’t help but sputter as her normally dark coat was turning red around her face, as this was the first time in…in a long while that any pony besides her sister had gotten so close to her. But soon enough her blush faded and she was left with simply a sad smile upon her lips. Yamato was indeed a curious mare, one who had suffered, and would continue to suffer, for the sake of Equestria. And it was because of this fate of hers, of how cheated by the world she had been, that Luna would do whatever she could to help Yamato find some form of acceptance over what had happened to her. And to find some measure of peace and happiness with what fate had given her in return. And who knows? Perhaps if I can help one lost, lonely mare ripped from her time…then perhaps I too, shall find some measure of acceptance of my fate. Luna thought as she returned her attention to the skies before her, the lunar mare schooling her muzzle into one of regal boredom in order to keep the sorrow she was feeling from showing. Yamato wasn’t sure how long her death-defying flight lasted for after Luna used her magic to knock the Shipmare out, a far better alternative to the shear and utter terror she that had gripped her heart before. But before she knew it, she felt the telltale bump of wheels touching down on solid ground, a feeling that caused her heart to soar even higher than her body had been only moments ago. With an almost agonizing slowness, Yamato cracked her eyes open still half expecting to see nothing but sky around her. Instead, she found herself surrounded by the spires of one of the most beautiful cities she had ever laid eyes on. Towers of white stone practically dotted the landscape around her, their purple and gold tops giving them a far more artistic and regal flare than any city Yamato had seen back on Earth. The stones beneath the carriage, which were just as white as the buildings themselves, were laid so precisely that they would put any modern road to shame. And all that wasn’t even taking into consideration the precisely trimmed trees, bushes, and flowers that filled in every place that didn’t have a building or a road, their beauty only adding to her awe at her surroundings. All in all, Yamato had no doubt in her mind that she was now standing in Canterlot, likely within the very heart of said capitol if she had to guess. And considering the reports that her spotters hoofed her a second later that stated that they could see walls in every direction and that guards were stationed along the outside of the courtyard she was currently standing in, it was likely a pretty good guess on her part. One that was confirmed by Luna a second later, after the mare cleared her throat to get Yamato’s attention. “Welcome to Canterlot Castle, Lady Yamato. The center of government for all ponykind!” The Alicorn declared before once again clearing her throat. “And if it is not too much to ask, would you mind fixing your posture?” The mare asked, Yamato blinking slowly in confusion for a moment before looking down to see that she was practically draped across the Alicorn. Yamato’s turbines instantly red-lined as she coughed and returned to an upright position, the Shipmare flinching slightly at the now furious shouts from her engineering fairies as she turned her attention to Luna. “I apologize for that Princess, I did not mean to cause offence. I was just…” Yamato started to explain before Luna simply waved her off. “Nay, do not concern yourself with it. The spell I used is known to impair the mind for a time even after it fades. I was not offended by thy breach of decorum.” Luna explained as she nodded at the Pegasi that had brought them here, said ponies saluting before trotting off. “I see, then thank your consideration.” Yamato replied with a smile. “You’re welcome…now then, while I’m certain you would appreciate some time to gain some understanding of your surroundings, it shouldn’t be long before-. Ah, speak of the Grogar, here comes the captain now.” Luna said as she gestured with a wing in the direction of the castle, Yamato staring in the direction she had indicated to see one of the ponies she had seen in the meeting- Captain Shining Armor of the Royal Guard, one of her Intelligence Officers supplied almost immediately- and four ponies wearing armor approaching at a quick trot. “Princess Luna, Lady Yamato.” Captain Armor greeted after bowing to the former and saluting the later. “Princess Celestia is currently meeting with the Equestrian Council and has asked that you both join her at your earliest convenience. And we would be honored to escort you if there… so long as you do not need to visit the kitchen, Lady Yamato?” The Unicorn finished, Yamato smiling slightly at his almost fearful tone at the mere mention of food. “No, that will not be necessary. Since I haven’t used my powers since our meeting I do not have to resupply my stocks…Although, I will admit, I can already feel myself growing a bit peckish for an evening meal. So, it might be for the best if you wish to give the chefs time to prepare for my arrival.” Yamato admitted, Shining Armor nodding gravely before turning and ordering one of the guards to the kitchen with all due haste, said guard saluting before galloping off. It was then that the rest of the guards took up position around Princess Luna and Yamato while Shining Armor fell into step just to the side and slightly behind Luna as their group began to make their way into the castle proper. “So, tell me Captain Armor, what actions has my sister taken in order to prepare Equestria for war? Has she started calling up the militias? Or perhaps has she begun to organize our supply lines in preparation for the conflict?” Princess Luna questioned as their group made their way into the halls of the Castle, Yamato having to actually force herself to not stop and gape at the sights surrounding her. If the outside of Canterlot Castle had been beautiful, then the inside with all its stained-glass windows and stunning pieces of art lining the hall was absolutely breathtaking. “Ah…well, while we of the Royal Guard have begun our own preparations. The Council has been dragging their hooves on agreeing to authorize any military action involving the other branches of the military.” Shinning Armor replied, Princess Luna staring at him in disbelief for a moment before releasing a pent-up sigh. “Of course, of course they would be the problem halting our plans. Why did I assume that those fools would see reason anytime soon?” The lunar pony muttered, Yamato inserting herself into the conversation before Luna could get too worked up. “I apologize for interrupting, but would you mind explaining this council to me? If it is these ponies who have the power to declare war, then it is likely that I will interact with them quite a bit in the future and therefore would like to know just who I will be dealing with.” “Of course, Ma’am. The Council, or the Equestrian Council as it is formally known, is the collection of representatives of Equestria’s noble houses in addition to elected officials from our largest cities and territories who are charged with writing up potential laws to bring to the Diarchy’s attention and relay the Princesses' decisions to the ponies they represent.” Shining Armor explained, Luna scoffing at his explanation. “That is what they are meant to do, yes. But most of the time they are more concerned with how our tax laws will affect their holdings than proper governance.” She complained. “Now, now, Princess Luna. You should not demean those who perform one of the most noble callings in existence.” Yamato chided, drawing a disbelieving gaze from every pony around her, their looks forcing her to break character and grin slyly. “After all, if it weren’t for the tireless efforts of such politicians, the world would be a much happier, kinder, and all-around better place to live.” She finished, Shining and the Royal Guard staring at her in shock at her words, likely in disbelief at the bite hidden in her joke. Luna on the other hoof held no such reservations, and therefore barked out a single, surprised laugh before getting herself under control. Although Yamato’s spotters reported that they could make out tremors traveling across the Alicorn’s barrel likely due to her suppressing her laughter. “Ha…Indeed…one must wonder why we do not have a holiday devoted to all who follow such a self-sacrificing path. Truly, my sister has been lax in her rule to allow such an oversight.” Princess Luna returned with a grin of her own before both ponies grew serious once again. “But in all seriousness, without the Council’s aid, my sister and I would be unaware of much that occurred within our domain and our subjects would remain ignorant of many of our royal decrees. So, if the Council hesitates to spread the news of the coming conflict to all corners of Equestria, then it will take much more time to ready our forces…” “Time which none of us have.” Yamato concluded before smiling once again. “Then it is quite fortunate that you have a living embodiment of the power the Abyssals will bring to bear against Equestria here with you today to show them the danger that approaches.” “Indeed, it is.” Luna agreed before stomping a hoof with a regal expression upon her muzzle. “Come then, let us proceed to the Council chambers and put an end to this foolishness.” She declared, the guards and Shinning saluting before they continued on their way. It didn’t take long for their group to arrive at their apparent destination, a pair of ornate doors guarded by four guards and a pony in an objectively cute butler uniform standing just off to the side, the sound of a great many voices arguing echoing from within. The guards, with the exception of Shining, took position outside the door while the butler bowed to Luna and, much to her surprise, Yamato before turning and knocking on the doors twice before stepping through. Yamato was about to follow, but hesitated when she saw that Luna made no move to enter, the shipmare assuming there was likely some form of procedure they had to follow before entering the chamber. Sure enough, the voices within died down immediately after the butler entered the room. And not a second later a booming voice spoke out. “Announcing her Highness, Princesses Luna of Equestria! Her Highness, Lady Yamato! And Captain of the Royal Guard, Sir Shining Armor!” The butler announced, Princess Luna taking her cue to walk in to the chamber, Yamato following a moment later. The chamber beyond the door resembled the pictures of the United Sates congress Yamato had seen in her previous life, at least a scaled down version of it, with two rows of wooden tables arranged in a U shape in the center of the room, with two large ornate thrones placed in the center of the U that were clearly meant for royalty .The ponies sitting at the first table appeared to be comprised entirely of Unicorns, and based off of their manner of dress and the self-absorbed looks-looks on their faces that faded when they saw just who had entered the camber- were likely the nobles that Shining Armor had mentioned. While the second row was comprised of a much more nervous looking crowd of ponies of all species, although Yamato was quick to note that they too were comprised mainly of Unicorns. No pony spoke as the three ponies slowly but surely made their way to the center of the camber, Yamato noting that she felt not a hint of nervousness despite just how many pairs of eyes were upon her and how much of a nightmare this would have been to her back when she was a human. Although considering she had just fought against Cthulhu wannabes and nearly perished as a result maybe it wasn’t so shocking that she wasn’t intimidated by ponies that could only try and stare down their muzzles at her despite the fact that she towered over each and every one of them. Once they were close enough to the center of the chamber to have a normal conversation, Princess Celestia finally broke the silence by greeting the two oversized mares. “Welcome back, dear sister, I trust your flight was uneventful?” she asked, a regal smile upon her face despite the formality and unease that surrounded her. “Not entirely, but this is hardly the time to be discussing such things considering that our enemies amass upon our seas and nothing has been done to meet this threat.” Luna replied as she eyed the gathered ponies, most of whom flinched and turned away from her accusing gaze. Although one brave, or perhaps simply foolish, pony stood and glared back at her. “Of course we haven't taken any action yet, your Highness. One could hardly expect us to rush forward like excitable foals to declare war for the first time in a thousand years based solely on hearsay.” The pony declared before smiling at the Lunar Princess, a smile that did not contain an ounce of friendliness. “While I cannot claim to be an expert on history, surely such decisions were not made so readily in the past? Because if so, I can only feel sorrow for my ancestors and what they had to endure during such barbaric times.” The Shipmare couldn’t help but raise a curious eyebrow at the pony’s confusing decision to speak about a period for time so long ago, but her curiosity faded only to be replaced by concern as she felt what could only be described as a wave of pressure emanating from Princess Luna, the Shipmare belatedly realizing that this was likely the feeling of some other pony using or just releasing raw magic. A realization that was only further cemented when she looked to her side to see a dark blue outline surround the Princess, a sorrowful yet vengeful look upon her face as she glared frostily at the pony who had spoken up. Said pony now looking a lot less sure of himself than he had when he had first spoken up in the face of Luna’s wrath. Fortunately, or unfortunately depending at how one wished to view the situation, whatever Luna’s retort would have been was lost when Princess Celestia cleared her throat and stared in disappointment at the pony who had spoken up. “Consider your next words with care, Gilded Vault, as while I would never advise any of my ponies to rush into a conflict, your words come very close to contempt of the crown.” “A-ah, yes…I apologize your Highness, I misspoke.” The now named Gilded Vault replied as he bowed to Celestia and Luna both, although Yamato could tell he had no interest in doing so to the later. “But could anypony blame me for loosing my calm considering the outlandishness of the situation? Surely you do not expect for us to accept that Equestria must not only begin preparing for war, but for a war with a vastly more powerful force that is bent on our destruction that not one pony has heard of before today? I mean these beings are supposed to be called “Abyssals”? Their name sounds like a name for a creature an uncreative foals book writer would use for the evil monsters that hide in closets.” Gilded complained, Yamato having to suppress a smirk at how close to the mark the pony was while the others all murmured some form of agreement. And yet, despite how confrontational Gilded's words were, they had no effect on Celestia. Who continued to stare at the gathered Council members with a look of otherworldly patience. Or rather, the accumulated patience of one who had been dealing with the same old story for years on end. “Whether or not we accept the absurdity of the situation or not will not change the fact that these Abyssals exist, and are quite possibly on their way here at this very moment. And do you mean to imply that those photos that were distributed, from myself I might add, were falsified?” “…I do your Highness. For all we know, these images could have been falsified through magic.” Gilded accused before finally turning his glare on Yamato herself, the Shipmare’s expression not changing in the slightest at his accusation. “After all, what do we really know about the pony who supplied these photos and this information?” He finished, nearly every pony turning their gaze on the Shipmare. But just as she was unaffected by Gilded’s glare, so too did she have no issue with everypony in the room looking to her with a combination of accusatory and curious stares. After all, her intelligence officers had prepared a number of responses for any question she would have to answer, and facing down a crowd of miniature ponies was far less terrifying than battling Abyssals. “A fair point, Mr. Gilded, but I was not the only pony to witness the Abyssal attack. You may call upon any member of the Wavecutter’s crew, or even the civilians who had been rescued from the recent pirate attack and were present for the battle, and they can collaborate the existence of the Abyssals.” Yamato calmly explained, the noble merely scoffing at her words. “Oh please, if you are capable of creating false imagines it would hardly be challenging for you to have manipulated their memories just as you created these false images.” The so called “noble” continued. “And even if you did not resort to magic to manipulate the situation, these so called witnesses of yours are mere commoners, the lot of them, they could be easily misled by a pony pretending to be royalty!” Gilded accused as he pointed a hoof at Yamato and grinned slyly, the murmurs of discontent growing even louder at his accusation. Yamato couldn’t help but feel a number of confusion emotions as the pony finished speaking. Amusement at the antics of the arrogant pony before her, confusion as to why he would refer to her as royal pretender despite her having never made a claim to any throne, concern for where this line of questioning was going as her spotters reported both Princess Celestia and Princess Luna and even Shinning Armor staring at the stallion with varying levels of anger and neither she nor her intelligence officers could predict what repercussions would emerge from what amounted to divine wrath from the two Demigods. But her most prominent emotion was by far a pure, righteous anger. Anger at his insinuation that she, the living embodiment of the Yamato and the unnamed human girl, was such a despicable creature that she would make up such a tall tale for her own benefit. Anger over his words that called into question the competency of the crew of the Wavecutter, a group of honorable ponies that served their nation with pride and did nothing to deserve such vitriol. And lastly, anger over the fact that for every second this arrogant fool wasted, the Abyssals were drawing ever closer to attacking a shoreline that was in no way prepared for such an attack which would cost hundreds if not thousands of lives. “That you would not trust I, Yamato, is understandable. Utterly foolish and a slight upon my honor like no other, but understandable. That you would dare to insult the intelligence of your own soldiers is another thing altogether and one I will not stand for.” Yamato replied, her tone calm but carrying an undercurrent of fury that everypony present could pick up on. Which was likely why another pony from the stands of nobles stood and cleared his throat to draw the attention of the chamber before the previous speaker could dig an even deeper grave for himself. “Her Highness speaks the truth. Come now, Lord Vault, while we can all empathize with your passion in defense of our great nation, perhaps it would be best for you to take a step back and calm yourself? You would not want to bring shame to your house by losing your calm before our most esteemed rulers, would you?” the noble finished, Gilded seemingly realizing his error as he glanced at the two Princesses to see the disappointment on Celestia’s face and the anger on Luna’s. “...Y-yes, I suppose that is true…very well then, I yield the floor to Lord Fancy.” Gilded finally relented as he returned to his seat. Yamato glaring at the stallion for a second more before turning her attention to the new pony, said stallion bowing low in response. “I believe I speak for all of us when I say it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance Lady Yamato. I am lord Fancy Pants, fifth heir to the Fancy Pants line and a proud member of the Equestrian Council.” “Well met Lord Fancy, and I too am pleased to make your acquaintance.” Yamato replied after reigning in her anger, placing her two front hooves together, and dipping her head in greeting. “I am Yamato, first to carry the name, and it is a pleasure to meet those who help rule Equestria.” She greeted in turn. “And while I am perfectly happy to exchange greetings with each of you, neither of your rulers were wrong in their assessment of the threat that faces your nation. You must act soon, else innocents will soon meet their end.” “A fair point, and one that nopony here would wish on the citizens of Equestria…but before we declare such a state of emergency, I would humbly request that you try to see the situation from our point of view.” Fancy Pants requested before continuing on at Yamato's raising of a single inquisitive eyebrow. “As my compatriot was so kind to point out; it has been over a thousand years since our fair nation was dragged into the horrors of war and we are only preforming our due diligence in ensuring that we do not rush to cause a panic over a situation that we no little of. How can we be certain of this threat you have warned us of? How can we prepare for a threat that we have so little direct contact with? We simply wish to perform a proper investigation in order to properly advise the crown on a situation that, despite your testimony, we simply know very little about.” Yamato opened her mouth to refute his words, but paused before she could form any words. The pony had a point, if Equestria hadn’t seen major conflict in such a long time- which was a horrifying thought considering how unprepared they would be for the tribulations of open warfare if this was true- then it only made sense that they would be hesitant to declare war…in which case, she had to display just what they were up against. “You make a valid argument, lord Fancy.” Yamato acquiesced with a nod of her head, choosing to use the ponies first name as she wasn’t about to refer to any creature as “Lord Pants.” “So then, if I understand you correctly, you and the rest of the Council will be more than willing to move ahead with your Princesses’ plans once you have a full measure of the power of the Abyssals and the threat they represent?” She questioned, a murmur of confusion going through the crowd as Fancy Pants nodded in confirmation. At which point Yamato smiled innocently as she turned to Celestia, who had been watching the proceedings with an almost amused expression on her face. “In that case, is there a nearby body of water I can make use of for a simple demonstration? While I could theoretically use any body of water, I do not want to risk damaging any part of the castle by displaying the powers of a Shipmare from within one of your beautiful fountains.” Celestia watched with a serene mask upon her muzzle as the members of the Council took their places around the side of Lake Canterlot for Yamato’s demonstration. A mask that was at odds with the excitement she was feeling. An anticipation almost comparable to the feelings she had been experiencing the day before the thousandth Summer Sun Celebration. A nervous sort of fervor that made her want to prance in place like an excited filly despite the seriousness of the situation. A feeling of anticipation over what was to come but also a hint of dread as well. And it was this feeling that added to her annoyance over the Council’s antics- specifically the noble portion- a feeling that almost always plagued her interactions with the group. Many of her little ponies had balked at the thought of getting anywhere near the shore of the lake, their fear of getting their manicured hooves even slightly muddy more horrifying than the thought of an oncoming war. With one noble even suggesting that the Guard magically construct some stadium seats for the Council to observe the demonstration properly. A consideration that Luna was quick to shoot down with nopony willing to go against her and risk even more of the Ruler of the Night's ire. Although, to be fair to her little ponies, even if the Council hadn’t been dragging their hooves in getting situated, they would still not be able to start at this exact moment. As Yamato had requested that Celestia send runners through the city to warn the citizens of the loud, calamitous, noises that would soon be emanating from the lake so that they wouldn’t panic in addition to making sure that no star-crossed lovers were currently enjoying a day at the lake who would be within range of her magics. Celestia’s already positive impression of the Shipmare only growing at her clear concern for the safety of Equestrian citizens. Speaking of Yamato… Celestia began as her gaze turned slightly to the side to regard the regal pony standing a few feet to her left, Yamato having said she needed to prepare herself and, after closing her eyes, not moving for nearly the last half hour. And it was getting to the point that Celestia was beginning to grow concerned at her stillness, a stillness so complete that the solar Diarch could barely see her barrel rise and fall with her breaths. But before she could question the world traveler on if she was alright, her sister spoke up. “…Her meditation is due to her use of magic. Specifically, a form of dream magic.” Luna commented, Celestia raising a single eyebrow in response to show just how surprised she was by her sisters’ observation. “Truly? I did not notice any changes in her aura that would indicate such use of magic.” Celestia admitted, Luna smiling slightly at her words. “I am not surprised; you always were the more brutish between the two of us when it came to spellcraft and were never able to sense the more subtle uses of magic back...back during our foalhood.” Luna continued, the Lunar Diarch flinching slightly at her mention of the past. “But perhaps it is simply because she is wielding magic from my domain that I can detect it. As it is a form of meditative magic designed to shape one’s subconscious mind into a place that one’s conscious mind can comprehend and explore.” Luna explained as her smile turned rueful. “Although considering that I was plucked from such a barbaric time when no pony thought things through it’s surprising that I can detect it myself.” All thoughts about their curious guest and her even more curious magic vanished from Celestia’s mind as she turned to stare at her sister, the Diarch not bothering to wear any false face as she stared at Luna with concern. “Luna, is this about what Gilded Vault said? You do not need to concern yourself with such words. Yes, things have changed somewhat since those days, but you have made great strides in adapting to modern Equestria, and our little ponies have begun to treat you with the love and respect that you always deserved. Did you not learn as such during Nightmare Night?” “I know sister, our subjects within Ponyville were quite pleasant once my misunderstanding was cleared away. I understand that many of our ponies have begun to appreciate my night compared to the past…And yet, it is clear that even if ponies have learned to love the dark during my banishment, it does not mean they have come to accept having a new Alicorn taking power from their all-important princess.” “That is far from true Luna, Gilded is simply one unicorn, and his arrogance is not indicative of our nation.” Celestia comforted her sister while also beginning to make plans on just where a pony of Gilded Vault’s talents would be most appreciated besides for Canterlot. Perhaps one of the frontier towns bordering the Badlands? Surely such fierce, independent ponies could use somepony of his talents…whatever those happened to be. “And yet, how may ponies refuted his barbs? What was the number of Council members who were willing to meet mine eyes after he said his piece? How many were willing to risk their reputation in defense of their Princess?” Luna questioned, both Princesses knowing the answer without either needing to speak. “I suppose it doesn’t matter how much they care for me, I will still do my duty and defend our ponies from the threat of these Abyssals and from the terrors of the night…and perhaps in doing so, they will come to love me as much as they care for you.” Luna finished forlornly; her gaze resolute as she returned to watching Yamato. Although Celestia wasn’t fooled in the slightest, as she easily saw through her sister’s mask to see the sorrow underneath. Drawing on all the psychiatric skills she had developed over the last thousand years, Celestia quickly prepared a number of arguments to change her sister’s mind, to convince her that their ponies just needed time to adapt to the changing world, but before she could utter a single syllable Shinning Armor approached and saluted drawing the attention of both Alicorns. “Princesses, all squads sent to warn the Canterlot citizens and those sent to ensure no civilians are present on the lake have reported in. No issues reported. We are ready to start whenever you are ready.” The captain of the guard announced as he glanced at the still silent Yamato. For a single fleeting moment, Celestia was tempted to ignore her duties and teleport Luna back to the castle to make sure she knew just how much she was loved and that her elder sister would always be there for her…but she suppressed her anger and sorrow behind her regal mask once more as she turned to stare at the newfound ascendant pony. “Good work…Lady Yamato? Are you ready?” Celestia asked, Yamato opening her eyes a moment later and returning Celestia’s gaze with a resolute look of her own. “I am. I, Yamato, am hereby deploying.” The mare announced as she walked slowly, gracefully, to the water’s edge. The nearby ponies stepping back from her intended path. Celestia, despite the concern she was feeling for her sister, couldn’t help the sense of anticipation for the magic they were about to witness…and thankfully, Yamato did not disappoint. The moment her front hoof touched the water’s surface her entire body in addition to her immediate surroundings were engulfed in a brilliant white light of an unknown magic. Celestia could feel her fur standing on end as a gasp of shock inadvertently escaped from her lips at the magic that washed across her senses. It was cold, but not unbearably so. Like the feeling of marble chilled by the night air against her fur. Yet, at the same time, Celestia could feel a sense of impending danger. A feeling that reminded her of the feeling she got meeting with an elder dragon. The feeling of standing on the very precipice of violence if one took but a single misstep. And yet, it was neither of these impressions that caused her to briefly lose her composure. For underneath Yamato’s potent magical energy was something else. A potential that Celestia had only felt a hoof-full of times across her long life. And judging by the single, startled cough Luna released her sister had noticed as well. But before Celestia could get a proper handle on this strange yet familiar energy the light of Yamato's magic faded, and with it the wave of magic condensed back down to shroud the Shipmare…and for the first time, Celestia could see just what kind of being a Shipmare truly was. The saddlebags-nay, rigging is what Yamato had referred to it as- was far more imposing in-pony than Whitecap’s report had implied. The massive metal constructs that clearly weighed more than the entirety of the gathered ponies present. Each one bristling with the strange cylinder protrusions that were the source of her destructive power. And yet, the mare who now wore these imposing magical creations seemed unbothered by either their weight or the danger they represented. If anything, she seemed more at ease with her weapons on hoof than she had since the first time Celestia had laid eyes upon the pony. Her calm demeanor at odds with the wave of tension and unease that passed through the gathered ponies and even nature itself at the appearance of her armaments. Indeed, even the waves of the lake had seemingly stilled as her power manifested, almost as if the very water waited in anticipation of what was to come. The regalia she wore on her hooves and barrel, the strange horizontal crown that adorned her head, and the magic that suffused her form to the point of animating her hair in a similar manner to Celestia’s and Luna’s own mane's gave a clear impression of a pony of royal lineage. An impression that was only reinforced by the essence of Yamato's magic that Celestia had noticed. Yamato turned slowly to face the gathered ponies, her hooves gliding across the surface with barely a ripple while the barrels of her rigging turned skyward. “…What you see hanging off my sides is an example of a Shipmare’s rigging, or to put into simpler terms, this is an example of the weaponry my kind have access to. And while Abyssals have something similar attached to their sides, they appear far more twisted in their appearance. And yet, they are no less dangerous than the ones at my sides.” She explained as she turned her neck to stare at the far side of Canterlot Lake. “Now then, from what my rangefinders can see, the far shore of this lake is 6.37 miles away. Is there anypony present who would refute this assessment?” How curious, is it her ship side that is able to determine distances so accurately? Or perhaps her special talent before being fused with the warship was somehow related to measuring distances? Celestia couldn’t help but consider as Raven Inkwell, her ever present shadow- although the mare preferred the term assistant- nodded her head in confirmation. “Very well then. Will everypony present please turn their attention to the far shore…and you might want to cover your ears.” Yamato warned ominously as she turned her back on the gathered ponies while at the same time the barrels of her rigging began to turn to point in the direction of the opposite shore. And then, with the only warning of the oncoming violence being the slight tensing of Yamato’s legs, the air before the shipmare exploded in fire and smoke. Even with Yamato’s warning, Celestia couldn’t help but flinch away from the loud calamitous noise, a few of the more easily startled members of the council actually whinnying in fear it was so loud. A sound similar to a lightning strike in close proximity but far more clamorous. For a brief second, Celestia could see a number of orange points of light streaking off into the distance, almost as if somepony had launched burning embers at a speed that only the Wonderbolts could achieve, but the points quickly vanished into the distance. And before anypony could even consider complaining about the noise or calling into question the lack of any effect from her magic…the far shore of Canterlot Lake was consumed in fire. Despite her many years of ruling Equestria, and the many sights she had seen in that time, Celestia couldn’t help but let her mouth fall open in shock. The solar Alicorn noted almost clinacly as all manner of sand, dirt, trees, and shards of stone were sent flying up into the sky with such force that they themselves had become deadly projectiles. All while fire and consumed the impact site. No pony said anything as the echo of the devastating attack continued to reverberate through their surroundings. Each pony present turning slowly upwards as they watched the smoke cloud from the attack slowly rise into the sky. Celestia however was more concerned with examining just how much destruction had been left behind by Yamato’s attack. While the explosive noise before hoof might give us some forewarning, her attack moved so fast that I cannot imagine anypony getting out of the way fast enough to escape from such a wide blast radius unscathed…possibly by making use of a Rainboom, or a quick-witted Unicorn teleporting out of harms way, but otherwise…Celestia thought grimly as she nodded to a flight of Pegasi that had been on standby to put out the fires Yamato had warned them would be caused by her attack. Nor can I imagine any standard structure managing to hold off such an attack for long, let alone our most fortified stone structures. Even if the stone is enchanted to survive such power, nothing but our most heavily defended bases would survive such an attack. If the Abyssals can match Lady Yamato’s power then…Celestia’s thoughts trailed off, the Diarch not wishing to complete such a terrifying thought. But Yamato had apparently decided to forgo mercy in this particular instance in favor of continuing her campaign of shock and awe, as the Shipmare turned slowly with a grim expression upon her face. “What you have just witnessed is a strike originating from both my main and secondary armaments which amounts to fifteen individual attacks. Each attack being one that I can repeat at a rate of two strikes per minute at a range of up to twenty-six miles.” Yamato explained, the ice that had formed in Celestia’s chest only growing at her words. “Preposterous! Y-you think that we will be fooled by such words?! Only the Princesses would be capable of such magic at such range and you are-.” Another noble pony shouted out before being silenced by Yamato’s stare, a gaze that carried no anger, no malice, just a combination of pity and authority. “As I said within the Council chambers, while your skepticism was pointless but understandable before witnessing my abilities, you would keep your heads in the sand even when faced with irrefutable evidence?” Yamato questioned, most ponies, including the one who had spoken up who turned away from her accusing gaze. “In that case, you may send a Pegasi 26 miles in any direction and I shall attack again to prove mine, and by extension the Abyssals, power once more.” “…That will not be necessary Lady Yamato. You have done more than enough to prove your claims true.” Celestia declared, essentially ending the argument then and there. “Thank you Princess Celestia. Then let us move on to the next part of the demonstration; the danger that any Pegasi will face if they come to close to an Abyssal. Or what the air-based Abyssals shall have to deal with if they dare approach me from the skies.” Yamato announced as she nodded to a pair of Unicorn Royal Guards who had been awaiting her signal. The two guards then began to levitate an old suit of Royal Guard Armor up into the air over the lake. While the armor may have been too old to be assigned to even a trainee, it was still a suit that had been crafted with all of the greatest techniques and the strongest of materials that Equestria had access to. Not to mention the various enchantments that further increased the durability of said armor and helped protect its wearer. Once again the only warning to the coming violence was the slight tensing of the Shipmare before she lashed out at the inert armor, the smaller protrusions emerging from various places on her rigging quickly swiveled around to unleash a seemingly continuous torrent of attacks. Instead of sounding like the beginning of the greatest storm ever conceived by Cloudsdale, this attack instead sounded like a thousand trains all rushing by at once, the clacking noise of their wheels grinning against the rails but sped up to a ridiculous degree. just as it had been with the previous attack, Celestia could just barely make out streaks of light emanating from the mare aimed at the armor, albeit much smaller than the ones she had released earlier. But despite being no larger that a pebble, theses attacks were no less devastating than their larger cousins. For a few seconds the armor held up better than Celestia would have thought from the viciousness of the attack, the enchantments doing their job and keeping the suit, and therefore the pony who would have been wearing it, relatively intact. But it didn’t take long for the minuscule amount of magic that had been inlaid into the metal to fade which nullified what little magical protection the armor had. Which of course left it at the mercy, or lack thereof- of Yamato’s attacks. Some of her bolts simply ripped through the armor like it wasn’t there, tearing through the armor with the same ferocity as a foal ripping through the wrapping paper of their presents on Hearth's Warming morning. While other attacks detonated in close proximity to the armor into clouds of black smoke, such attacks blowing large chunks out of the armor and nearly twisting said metal out of the telekinetic grips of the Unicorn’s. And then, just as fast as the rain of strikes began, they ended. The gathered ponies, many of whom had turned away due to the suddenness and loudness of the attack finally turned to stare at what remained of the armor…Which was not much, only a few blackened, twisted scraps of metal remained of the once proud, golden armor. “This is an example of my kind's anti-air capabilities. And while my cannons are far from the worst to ever be mounted to a vessel, there are many other Shipmare’s or Abyssal’s that have far more accurate and more destructive ways of attacking those who fly through the sky.” Yamato explained, every single Pegasi in the crowd going pale and pulling their wings closer to their barrel at her words, and even Celestia herself couldn’t help but do as well at the through of such attacks flying directly at her. “…By Celestia, they could tear Cloudsdale apart in a matter of minutes.” A mare by the name of Berry Whistle muttered, Celestia almost flinching at the reminder that her little ponies had once again started to use her name as an expletive, a bad habit that cropped up every other century or so. “We should start evacuating any pony within reach of the coast, and confirm the location of our cloud cities. If these Abyssals can unleash such magic, then no pony near the sea is safe.” The mare continued, the number of ponies agreeing with the mare or brining their own ideas to bear brining a smile to the Diarch’s muzzle. Finally, her little ponies understood the danger facing their nation, and were already beginning to make plans in defense of the citizens. Of course, their plan to evacuate all ponies along the cost wasn’t an entirely feasible one, but it was a start, and hopefully one that they wouldn’t need to consider for a while to come. But to her surprise, Yamato wasn’t quite done terrorizing the gathered ponies. The Shipmare clearing her throat and drawing everypony’s gaze. “I’m afraid that simply fleeing the coastline will not work for long, nor will such a plan protect you from the greatest threats the Abyssals can bring to bear.” “…And what threat would that be?” Luna questioned, Yamato’s gaze becoming clouded for a moment before she answered. “The bane of all battleships; the aircraft carrier.” Yamato solemnly declared, although if the pony was expected shocked gasps or startled exclamations from her audience, she was likely sorely disappointed by the confused looks sent her way. “There is one final demonstration of my powers that I must make, and once I am done you all will understand the sheer magnitude of the threat you face.” The Shipmare continued as what looked almost like a horizontal crane extended from the side of her rigging…a crane that was pointed directly at the gathered ponies! Celestia opened her mouth to try and shout out a warning to Yamato while also preparing a shield spell in order to defend the gathered ponies. The Solar Diarch noting that a number of the Council had either flattened themselves against the sand, or thrown up protective barriers of their own. But before anypony could even so much as demand an explanation of Yamato's intentions, a miniature, metallic colored Pegasus was launched from the crane only for it to being flying in circles around the heads of the Council. The Solar Diarch stared at the tiny Pegasus with confusion at first, before she remembered seeing a pony of similar stature appear from Yamato during their meeting and as such, it was likely a member of her crew brought forth into the world. Although for the life of her, Celestia couldn’t see how such a remarkably cute little pony could contain even greater destructive potential than Yamato’s two previous examples. The tiny Pegasus waved to the Council, a few of which actually waved back, preformed a salute in the direction of Celestia Luna and Shining Armor, before finally banking away and beginning to climb into the sky. And then, with the same suddenness as all other examples of Yamato’s magic, the Pegasus was engulfed in white light, a white light that brought to mind an up till now overlooked portion of Captain Whitecap’s report. And sure enough, emerging from the light was a flying machine like no other. It’s strange fixed wings, propeller in the front of the carriage, and lack of any balloon to achieve lift bringing out the inquisitive little filly that hid in the back of Celestia’s mind, the Diarch wanting nothing more in that moment to learn about the strange device and what it could do. A curiosity that Yamato was quick to satisfy. “What you see flying overhead is what is known as an Airplane. A flying machine that is quite common in my homeland.” Yamato explaining, Celestia noting that she did not mention that she came from another world. An understandable decision, as it was quite the tall tale for anypony to believe outside of those she had already admitted it to. “While they are commonly used for transporting civilians across long distances, the one you see overhead is a military model designed for reconnaissance …and if necessary, combat.” She continued, a number of ponies tensing up at her words. “This one specifically is armed with a bomb, a weapon comparable to my first attack, and two smaller versions of my anti air weaponry…Observe.” She said as she turned her attention skyward, the gathered ponies following her lead to see that the “airplane” had finished its ascent and was now screaming towards the ground. While some ponies amongst their group would likely have trouble seeing the approaching flying machine, Celestia’s magic allowed her to see the airplane as it raced towards the ground so fast that the Solar Diarch couldn’t help but worry that it was about to slam into the ground in some sort of sacrificial attack. But then, at what must have been close to the last second, the airplane pulled out of its dive while at the same time a small cylinder-shaped object fell from its bottom. And just like all other foreign objects associated with Yamato, the tube-like item also exploded once it struck the ground. And while it was still an impressive detonation, it was far smaller than Yamato’s first demonstration. A level of damage that, by no means easily achieved, could be accomplished by magic. Which begged the question; why was this airplane something she considered the greatest threat to Equestria? “What you have just witnessed is the detonation of a two-hundred-and-fifty-pound bomb. A weapon with far less explosive yield than the three-thousand-pound shells that my main armaments can fire. However, as I said, my airplanes are primarily meant for reconnaissance or spotting targets for my primary weapons. An airplane meant for battle could carry up to two thousand pounds of bombs or other kinds of weaponry that would make it equally as destructive as my first attack.” “…Forgive me for saying so, Yamato, but while I can certainly see why such a flying machine would be a threat. I fail to see why such machines are a greater danger than one such as yourself.” Luna questioned. Yamato then gestured at her airplane; the flying device having begun circling the lake in a holding pattern. “For two reasons; because each Aircraft Carrier can carry at least fifty such airplanes, with the largest ones capable of carrying upwards of one hundred, and because of the range that such airplanes can travel to their target…a range of about six hundred miles. Twice that, if the Abyssals do not care to recover their aircraft after a strike, which is highly likely considering the very nature of our foe.” The shipmare declared, a series of shocked murmurs passing through the crowd, Celestia joining in as she sucked in a startled breath. If that was true…then there was almost no part of Equestria that would be safe from an attack. And of those few places that would, not one of them could house all the refugees that would be created by evacuating the coastlines. “And even if your nation could hold off the Abyssal airplanes from crossing your borders, there is an aspect that I feel all present have overlooked; the fact that any body of water that is ankle deep is enough for an Abyssal to manifest their powers.” Yamato explained as she gestured down at the water beneath her hooves, the Shipmare having moved nearly onto the shore during her explanation yet still manifesting her magic. “I am currently standing in four inches of water, which is more than enough for me to manifest my rigging. And if I can call forth my magic in such shallow water, then it is a safe bet that the Abyssals can as well.” “This, by extension, means that any body of water that connects to your oceans is a breach in your defenses that is certain to be exploited.” Yamato explained, her words only brining more despair to the members of the Council, a feeling that Celestia felt creeping into her heart as well. “…I will not stand here and proclaim to you that your fear and anxiety over what is to come is unfounded, as the conflict will be of a greater scale than any that Equestria has likely faced before…but just as I have sworn to your Princesses, so too do I swear to each and every one of you. I shall not rest so long as the Abyssals threaten the seas of this world. I am prepared to lay down my life to protect as many lives as I can. All I ask is that Equestria supports me in any way you can. And together, we will survive, nay, we shall succeed in the coming conflict.” An hour later Celestia found herself working through the various papers requiring her royal seal that had accumulated over the last two days which, while not nearly as important as the portents that Yamato had brought to their attention, still needed to be processed to keep the nation from descending into anarchy for at least one day more. Of course, with Luna back from her banishment, Celestia could afford to leave some of the self-replicating paperwork for her younger sister, but for now Luna had retired to her chambers for a quick rest before the Night Court began. After Yamato’s merciless display the council had been quick to agree with Celestia’s and Luna’s declaration of war and begin the process of preparing the nation, with many members of said Council having returned to their territories in order to begin calling upon their militias and prepare their civilians for the possibility of attacks from the air. While the war preparations were taking up a good portion of her thoughts, they were not the only concern she had eating away at her in these late evening hours. That honor belonged to their esteemed guest, who was likely still down in the dining hall making Celestia’s chiefs earn their pay checks more than they ever had before. The Shipmare’s demonstration, along with the information Luna provided about their flight to the capital and her actions in the Council chamber, had thrown most of Celestia's initial plans to the wind. And as such they were going to have to come up with new strategies for how they would find the Abyssals and how they would get Yamato into the battle, among other things. Yamato’s demonstration had done much to display just how costly the coming battles could be if Equestria was caught unprepared. It had also given Celestia a good many things to consider about the mare. She had showed just how powerful she was, a mare with strength far greater than even the Pillars of old, her strength only second to that of a true Alicorn. she displayed her nobility in how she dealt with her neighsayers without demeaning herself or lowering herself to their level. And she displayed her conviction by publicly swearing an oath to defend Equestria until the war was done. All aspects that marked her as a Mare of true integrity and power. But more than anything, by unleashing her magic in front of Celestia and her sister she brought to bear the potential hiding within her, a potential that could bring great change to the world if it was properly cultivated. A potential that Celestia had only seen in two other ponies over the course of her life. Celestia had already had to stop herself three times this night alone from trying to plan out Yamato’s future to ensure her potential was realized. As not only would such acts deny Yamato’s home world such a being, it went against the wishes of the pony in question. Yamato was willing to suffer any wound inflicted upon her to protect Equestria, to stay as long as was necessary to safeguard Celestia’s little ponies. And what was Celestia planning as thanks for her sacrifice? She was planning to manipulate her -even if it was for Yamato’s benefit and for the benefit of all- for the good of Equestria’s future. No, she would keep their promise, she would ensure that Equestria did everything they could to help Yamato find her way back home and recover part of her identity. And, should the worst be realized and they couldn’t find such a way to traverse between worlds, then Yamato would always have a place of honor within their lands, Celestia would make certain of that. And considering what is to come and the shear impossibility of attempting to worldwalk, I can think of one pony in particular who would be perfect for the job. Celestia thought with a smile as she put aside her paperwork for a moment to pull a blank piece of parchment from one of her drawers with the intention of contacting not only the one pony who had the intelligence to work out the issue of sending a pony across dimensions, but also had an intimate relationship with the magic that Celestia considered the primary suspect for how Yamato ended up in their world.