//------------------------------// // chapter nine- revenge // Story: the Equestria dialouges // by Paradise Oasis //------------------------------// Chapter Nine- Revenge "Well, ladies.. I'd say you've gotten yourselves into a rather nasty little situation, don't you think?" Boy, is she ever right! Wind Whistler and I are frozen in place... trapped by the magic spell of Trixie Lulamoon. Neither of us are able to move... so for the moment, the 'great and powerful Trixie' has the upper hand. "Why did we not see through your disguise earlier?" I grimace, trying in vain to get my muscles to move. "You played us for fools, Lulamoon!" "Yes, like so many ponies before you." Trixie says. "You were so eager to find a living relic of the past, you fell for my 'Princess Luna' act like a gullible foal!" "But why kill your own kind?" Wind Whistler asks her. "Was it really worth the immortality?" "You need to ask me that?" Lulamoon snaps. "My whole life, all I ever did was try to show everypony how special I was! How I was the greatest magician in all of equestria! And everypony thought I was the best, too! Until that stupid harmony bearer humiliated me in Ponyville, twice!" "Twilight Sparkle." I gasp out, the paralysis spell making it hard to speak. "The Ursa Minor incident, and the Alicorn Amulet fiasco." "So, you were lying to Twilight Sparkle about being sorry." Wind Whistler snorted, recalling an old children's fable we had been told as fillies. "Why am I not surprised?" "Everypony thought I was a joke after that. I lived out the rest of my life alone, away from all other ponies, so they couldn't make fun of me anymore! But then my old teacher Midnight came to me... the one who taught me magic in the first place, oh yes!" At this, her eye twitches slightly, and she begins to pace as she rants. At this point, I realize that I'm dealing with a mare whose long life had left her a few oats short of a feed bag. "Midnight found me, and was disappointed in what I had become. He had changed, my master had, becoming a mighty centaur! Greater than any pony... even more powerful than the royal alicorn sisters themselves!" "Tirek!" Wind Whistler and I both gasp in unison. "Yes! My teacher had become the dark lord! He gave me a spell! A spell that let me drain the youth from other mares... restoring my own youth I had lost, hiding away from the ponies that mocked me!" "And you killed... century after century...." Wind Whistler exclaimed in horror. "After you and Tirek parted ways, you murdered hundreds of mares, to keep yourself young!" "I have not seen my master in nine hundred years." She bats her eyelashes. "But when Midnight finds me again... he will find a still young and vibrant mare... waiting for his powerful embrace!" A centaur and a mare.... It's a good thing our stomachs are magically paralyzed, or Wind Whistler and I would be losing our lunches right about now. "So, I take it you are going to do us in now, correct?" I finally ask. "Before you go to drain the chaos energy of the Frazits, and ascend to goddess-hood?" "It pains me to have to drain two of the smartest mares left in Dream Valley. I was actually hoping to glean a little more information from you." She replies sadistically. "But I can't have you warning the Gnomes that I'm coming for the chaos energy, now can I?" "Oh bother! What an absolute rotter!" I snort in anger. Rapidly aged to death... this is not the way I would have chosen to go out! "I'm just surprised the 'super-genius' pony Wind Whistler didn't see my little trap coming." Trixie replies smugly. "I expected more from the famous Pegasus scientist." "And you were a fool, my dear Trixie..." Wind Whistler then looks up at our captor with a dangerous smirk... a very un-Wind Whistler-like expression. "To think that I wouldn't have a meritorious way out of a meretricious situation!" It was at that moment, that Trixie's body suddenly freezes up solid. Caught by suprise, the 'great and powerful' one finds herself unable to move. "W-what's happening? WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?" And at just the same time, my companion and I find we can move again. "Blimey, Wind Whistler! Your plan worked!" I exclaim. It is then that Gusty and Fizzy, two of our unicorn friends from Dream Castle, step out from the shadows. Their horns are glowing a bright red. "Look at that, Gusty!" Fizzy giggles, looking at the paralyzed Trixie. "We got her good!" "You killed Fifi, you slimy old witch!" Gusty, a white unicorn with an Autumn leaves cutie mark, snorts in anger. "I'm gonna make you pay!" "That's why you kept me talking!" Trixie exclaims, realization of our plan dawning. "To keep keep me distracted, so that these two could get the drop on me!" "Allow me to explain what you are currently experiencing." Wind Whistler tells our new prisoner coldly. "Gusty's special talent is controlling volumes of air... especially oxygen... of which you have plenty in your bloodstream." She nods over towards Fizzy. "This unicorn can control the bubbling and flow of liquids. She normally uses it to make beverages carbonate. But right now it is being used on your body... which, I should remind you, is seventy percent liquid." "All right, so you've caught me." Trixie sneers. "You may now take me to justice in front of that tramp of a queen of yours." "And what makes you think, we're going to do any such thing?" I ask her. "W-what?" Trixie asks. "What do you..." "You've killed hundreds of ponies, without pity or remorse." Wind Whistler tells her. "And as powerful of a mage as you are, escape from the castle dungeons would be all too easy for you. Trixie Lulamoon. you're too dangerous to be kept alive." "Y-you're joking, right?" Her lower lip trembles. "You can't do this! Ponykind is about love and tolerance!" "Where's the love and tolerance for Baby Fifi, when ya killed her mom?" Gusty snorts. "If ya eascape, what's ta stop you from goin' after Baby Wind Whistler, or Baby North Star?" "You made one critical error, on looking for the mercy of Equestria from us." Wind Whistler whinnies. "We Dream Valley Ponies love our friends and allies... but to our enemies, we deal only death." “NO! NO! YOU CAN’T DO THIS!” She Wails. “NOOOOOO!” “Gusty…Fizzy… Do it.” I tell them. It’s kind of strange, actually…. watching a pony be disintegrated. Trixie lets out a howl, as her atoms scatter like dust particles on the wind. I am sickened not by the sight of her death, but by how little her death actually bothers me. There is a long silence that follows,… as the four of us stare at the burgundy stain on the cold stone floor. “We did what we had to do.” Wind Whistler says finally, trotting out of the chamber. “She certainly won’t be killing any more of our friends.” “At least there’s some justice for Fifi.” Gusty replies, following the blue Pegasus out. “C’mon Fizz.” “You gonna be all right, North Star?” Fizzy asks, her gemstone eyes staring at me nervously. “I’ll be fine, Fizzy.” I tell her with a fake smile. “You go back to the castle with the others… I need to have one final conversation with somepony…” As she trots out of the room, I wait for a dark-blue alicorn to emerge…..