Indeed. Blueblood had been rushing towards Derpy’s home and, through use of his magic, had pulled the girl out of her bed without her parents knowing via teleportation. She was still fast asleep in her muffin-pattern pajamas…until she realized she was feeling the chill of the open, nighttime air.
“H-huh? Wha?” Her crossed eyes slowly opened up and she realized that she was being held aloft in midair. “Hey…what the--?!”
“Quiet, you,” Blueblood commanded while holding her close to his chest with an arm around her neck. “Shout and I’ll spill your blood on the pavement.”
“Blueblood…you meanie,” she muttered coldly, “Celestia’s gonna beat your butt for whatever you’re doing this time.”
“Assuming she finds out. Which she won’t,” he replied with a devious grin.
BLAM!
“AGH!”
From behind, one of his wings was hit with a spike made entirely of darkness and was promptly clipped and disintegrated into the air. The pain from the attack had caused him to stumble and drop Derpy.
“Ah! Help me!!”
And just before she could fall to the ground…
“I’ve got you,” Aidon said as he caught her and set her on her feet, “Now hurry. Get back inside. It’s not at all safe out here.”
“Professor--?!” she squealed, unable to process the fact that she had been saved, and quickly listened to his orders. “Y-yes sir!” And she quickly fled the scene, running back to her porch.
With one of his wings gone, Blueblood had a hard time flying and was forced to take a knee on the road. “Ghah…dammit. You…I can’t understand you for the life of me. You know these humans will turn your back on you at their earliest convenience. Why even bother helping them?!”
“Because,” Aidon readied himself to fight once more, “Unlike you, I actually hold value in the beings I’m surrounded by. You seem all too ready to toss away those who outlive their usefulness to you. Just like those rat bastards in Equestria that put me here. Those kinds live everywhere it seems…and I won’t let you do as you please here.”
“You fool…” Blueblood muttered as he stood upright, “You won’t get it until they actually betray you. But it’s fine. I’m going to make sure you don’t ever have the chance of corrupting anyone here with your darkness.”
“Tch…I almost pity you,” Aidon replied as his dark magic started to flare up, “Almost. You want to see corruption?” His entire body turned to its black shadow form, billowing from smoky darkness as his eyes turned solid white. “I’ll show you real corruption.”
Meanwhile, someone from one of the nearby homes had heard all of the commotion down below and went to her window…
And as soon as she took a look outside, she grabbed her phone and made a text. “Aria? You there? I see some crazy crap happening outside of my house. It’s Blueblood.”
At the Siren’s home…
As usual, Aria was up the latest out of her three sisters and couldn’t get to sleep as easily. And she’d be even more awake when she took a look at the notification on her phone.
“...Huh. If he’s there, I’m gonna…”
She thought about waking up her older and younger sisters, but decided against it. “I’m gonna go get revenge on that asshole. Adagio needs to rest and I don’t want Sonata in harm’s way. I should be back before they wake up…”
With her mind made up, Aria got out of bed, put on some jeans and a jacket, and took off down the street on her bike. “I’m gonna beat that ass so good…just you wait, Blueballs.”
Back near Derpy’s home…
While Aidon was more skilled and experienced, Blueblood outweighed him in terms of sheer power thanks to the extreme amount of mana he had gained from his fusion. The two were more or less evenly matched with a constant trading of blows. Punches and kicks were thrown only for them to be blocked and avoided by both parties--it seemed like neither could outmatch the other…
Meanwhile, Derpy got the bright idea to start live-streaming the fight from her phone while commentating… “Everyone. Don’t be fooled. This is Blueblood trying to hurt our dear professor from school!”
Funnily enough, across the street, someone else was having the same thought process. “This is totally lame and unjustified. Blueblood is just attacking this man for no reason. He’s--what we seniors call--a bastard.”
“Yo!” someone called out as they rounded a corner. Turns out it was Aria who had found the home of the girl that had sent her the message. “Sugarcoat, what’s the deal?”
That’s right--Sugarcoat, the coldly abrasive student from Crystal Prep was standing there on her front lawn watching the ensuing combat in her pajamas--a simple white tank top and blue sweats with bunny slippers. “Take a look for yourself. Celestia’s idiotic bozo of a nephew is trying to cause grievous harm to a teacher from your school.”
CRASH!
Aidon was suddenly flung into a nearby car that was parked on the street, hitting the ground moments later. “Ngh…dammit.”
“Know your place!” Blueblood shouted as he shot arrows of light from his palm. “Resisting will get you nowhere!”
“!” Aidon reacted quickly, performing a windmill-esque maneuver and spinning until he was able to spring upwards and off the ground via his palm, narrowly avoiding the blasts. He then cracked his knuckles and made a finger-gun gesture with his left hand…which created a swirling blackhole that threatened to absorb and consume Blueblood’s other wing.
“Too slow!” he called out as he leapt away from it, evading Aidon’s attack yet again. “Face it. You’re nothing!”
From the sidelines…
“I have to get in there,” Aria commented as she prepared herself.
Sugarcoat told it like she saw it, “You’d get your ass kicked. Blueblood’s power greatly outclasses yours. We’re talking on the same level of Midnight Sparkle and Gaea Everfree. You’re not ready for that.”
“...I can’t just stand here, goddammit!” Aria huffed, “The hell did you call me out here for then?”
Sugarcoat adjusted her glasses and said, “I never suggested you fight alone. Wait for the right moment, then jump in. Got it?”
“...I see…”