Chapter 8
A Meeting with Royalty
Princess Celestia sat, patiently, waiting for her audience to arrive. As soon as she had read in Twilight’s latest letter that this new friend of hers had discovered a method by which the draconequi might be defeated, she had requested that the doctor travel to the palace at once.
She heard the soft steps of his approach, and one of the guards said, “Halt! What business have you in the royal throne room?”
“I do believe I have an appointment with the Princess? I’m Dr. Drake.”
The two guards muttered amongst themselves, and agreed to open the throne room to him. As he walked in, Celestia recoiled mentally. As far as she knew, the long-dead human race was older even than the draconequi, having been displaced and exterminated centuries before the alicorn race walked the planet.
Dr. Drake walked about halfway down the throne room and knelt. “Your royal highness, Princess Celestia, I thank you for granting my humble request.”
“Rise, Doctor,” Celestia commanded. After the human rose to his feet, she continued. “Alicorns live to infinite natural ages. I have been on this planet since the Fall of the Draconequi, eons ago. And yet, in all my years, both past and yet to come, I never expected to encounter one of the human race.”
“Oh?” Dr. Drake queried, intrigued. “So humans once walked this planet?”
“Yes. They originated at least two millennia before the dawn of the draconequi, and were exterminated long before the first of my kind set hoof on this world. Or at least, so I thought. I must have been mistaken.”
“With all due respect, Princess, I highly doubt that. You see, I am not of Equestria, or even this entire planet. In fact, I am from the world that gave birth to this one: Earth.”
“Please explain, Doctor.”
The physicist grinned. “With pleasure, Princess. On my world, you, Luna, Twilight, Equestria, the draconequi, and the Elements of Harmony are all pure fiction. I discovered that all humans are capable of the power of creation, and thus, when the creator of this particular piece of fiction dreamed it up, it was actually created in another universe. I have since discovered an algorithm, allowing me to travel to this fictional universe. And so, here I stand.”
“This is all very fascinating, Doctor. Unfortunately, however, you are not here to discuss the origins of the world, are you?”
“Of course; I am here to present my findings, as well as a request. As you know, the Sons of Chaos have escaped whatever dimension in which they were imprisoned. They confronted myself, Twilight, and Pinkie Pie. Twilight and I were able to fight our way out, but Pinkie was captured.”
He pulled a cloth-wrapped object out of his pocket and continued. “As you also know, Twilight and I were ambushed by a flock of perytons. As you also know, I managed to kill one and take another captive. As you do not know, I used electricity to do it.”
He had finished unwrapping the metal weapon with which he destroyed a peryton. It consisted of a thick copper coil, ending at a large copper ball at the end. A handle was attached to the base of the coil, with a trigger and finger guard.
“This is a prototype of a weapon I intended to design before I left Earth. It basically sends high-voltage and –amperage electricity everywhere within a given range. Now, what electricity does to the air is polarize it, pull order from the chaos. Do you see what I’m trying to say here, Princess?”
“I do, and this is astounding! Now, you said you had a request?”
“Well, two, actually; the earth around this region of Equestria shows obvious signs of a high concentration of iron. I need iron, nickel, cobalt, aluminum, and copper to replicate these blasters, and smiths to smelt the raw ore.”
“Granted. And your second request?”
“These blasters will have to run on solar energy, and take weeks to fully charge. If we are to take on the Sons of Chaos without all of the Elements of Harmony, I will need as much power as possible, as soon as possible. I understand that you personify the Sun?”
“Yes, I can easily fill up your blasters.”
“Thank you, Princess. It’s been a pleasure doing business with you.” Dr. Drake smiled at Celestia. “Am I dismissed?”
Celestia smiled back. “You are. Do what you must to save our lost Element.”