//------------------------------// // Chp 14: The Unkown Battle part 2 // Story: Frie-n-emy // by Guy Balkur //------------------------------// //Apple family house// //7.20 hours after slipspace rupture// "Where are those...those MONSTERS!?!" Yelled Rarity. The raged filled mistress made her way down the steps of the apple family home. Each time her hoof met the ground, the whole planet shuttered with fear. "They're at the town jail, Rarity please!" Sweetiebell chased after her, along with Spike, but having Big MAc beat them too it. He stood in in the doorway, preventing Rarity's wraith from leaving the house. "OUT OF MY WAY!" She demanded. "EYNOPE!" Big Mac responded. The fire from the fashionad's eyes, gave Big Mac some second thoughts. She pushed her body into his but the stallion stood his ground against the tidal wave of fury. Big mac felt his insides knock back into each other as she pressed against him with all her might. "Now hold on there dearie." Granny spoke up from her rocking chair. "No amount of damage you can deal will compare to what that feller Bathoumus did." This calmed Rarity down as she turned towards the old mare, who wobbled back and forth on her creaked induced rocking chair. "That...that well mannerd.....Beast? HE SAVED SWEETIEBELL?!" Rairty felt Applejack's hoof on her shoulder, moving her away from Big mac. The Red Stallion sucked in as much air as he could muster after having his lungs crushed from the force Rarity put in. "Darn tooten he did, he saved ma whole family, and Spike!" Applejack said. "Eyope." Big Mac weakly comfirmed. "You see Rarity? We're all fine." Sweetiebell said as she aproached her older sibling. Rarity looked down and saw the light bruise on her eye. Then it hit her, if it wasn't for Bathou'mus's intervention, it would've probably been much worse for the young filly. That thought alone made the white pony burst into sobs as she pulled Sweetiebell into her chest. "I'M JUST SO HAPPY THAT YOU'RE ALRIGHT!!!" She cried. Applebloom walked into the living room to find out what all the comotion was about but was instantly snatched up by Applejack who shoved her muzzle into her cheek. "I'm so thankfull yer a'rite sugercube." She said softly. Tears lightly coated her siblings face as she hugged her. "I'm fine Applejack." She replied, only to have Applejack pull away and look at her with a scowl on her face. "No, you wouldn't have been if Bathou'mus hadn't saved yer hide. You tried to attack a pony much bigger than you!!" "BUT HE TOOK MA'S NECKLACE FROM ME!!" Applebloom shouted back as she stomped the ground with her front hooves. Grabbing everpony's attention. Angry tears stroled down the young filly's face as she looked up at Applejack. "I don't care what he stole, that varmet would've taken YER LIFE." Applejack put her face closer to Appleblooms as to show how serious the situation was. Applebloom froze in place, letting the events transpire in her young mind. She hung her head down, having her tears make small pools of salty water on the floor. "I.....I couldn't let them.....mommy......All I have....." She sniffed. Everypony gatherde around the heartbreaking Applebloom. Applejack,Big mac, and Granny, wrapped their hooves around her. "I know Sugercube.....I know." Applejack comferted. "You still got us ta look after ya." Big Mac chimed in. "And more Zap applejam to make too!!" Granny chuckled. "And Don't forget the Cutiemark Crusaders!!" Yelled Sweetiebell and Scootaloo. "Yeah, you're all right. Thanks." Sniffed Applebloom. Twilight, Pinkie, Rainbow, and Rarity all nodded at each other. "Ok, is everypony ready?" Twilight asked. "We need to evacute Ponyville before that thing gets within sight." "Don't worry Twilight! I've got this." Pinkie proclaimed, right before vanishing in a pink trail of light towards ponyville. "WAIT PINKIE!" Twilight called after her. "Don't worry Twillight. Pinkie knows what she's doing." Rainbow said as she patted Scootaloo on the head. "Hey, you alright?" She asked. Scootaloo nodded before noticing Rainbow's bandage. "Are you?" She responded, pionting her hoof at the red embeded cloth. "Uh, yeah. I'm fine, hurts to fly though." Rainbow glanced around the room before palcing a hoof around the small filly, quickly hugging her tightly. "I was worried about you kid." "I....I...Uh...." Scootaloo replied. The inner mind of the young filly, expanded to bursting limits as her idol held her tight. 'Ok Scootaloo, paly it cool.' "Those ponies didn't scare me." She proudly claimed Rainbow chuckled a bit after realeaseing her. "Sure kid. I know you can handle yourself, but Applejack's right. You shouldn't attack ponies bigger than you, if you ever get into a situation like that again. I wat you to run, Ok? Come find me or any other pony." Rainbow looked into Scootaloo's eyes, waiting a comfermational response. "Sure Rainbow Dash, I will." She smiled and hugged her one more time. "You're one smart kid." She added after ruffleing her purple shagged mane. Twilight was getting impatient as all her friends began to say their goodbyes to their family. Spike walked up to her and tapped her on her shoulder. "Heya Twi? You alright?" Twilight looked down at him and smiled. "I am now, my number one assistant." she said, nuzzleing him. "You were pretty brave trying to save Sweetiebell from what I heard." "Eh, it was nothing." Spike shrugged. "I really wanted to teach them a lesson, but you know, cold and what not." He let out a couple fake coughs. Twilight's eyes softened, her little brother was becoming more of an adult by the day. "Well Sweetie is a very special pony." She winked. This caught Spike off guard as he blushed a bit. Twilight giggled at his red face."Looks like the fever's still lingering." She smiled. "Twilight! Please...." Spike begged. "I'm only teasing. Besides, I have a important task for you." As Twilight finished her sentance, Zecorra walked up to the two. She patted Spike on the head before speaking in her rythmic tune. "I see the effects of my remedy have proven positivity. Now we must hurry to fluttershy to save her animals from hostility." "Wait, what? You want me to help Zecorra?" Spike began to feel a sort of rush from the excietment towards being around the newcomers. "You can count on me Twilight." Spike saluted before rushing towards the doors. "Spike." Twilight said, her face gaining a serious demeniour. Spike stopepd mid-step out the door to hear what she had to say. "You be carefull, stay next to Zeccora the entire way." "Yes ma'am." Spike nodded before leaving the house. "As long as you're carefull too." "Of course Spike, we have the elements for that." Twilight said as she adjusted her crown which held the element of magic. "He won't get away with whatever he's planning." " A master of chaos such as he, does not repete history. Remember that Twilight, and our new friends will see the light." "What do you mean Zeccora?" The young unicorn asked. The mythical Zebra brought her voice in closer to Twilight's left ear. "I know what he seeks, to rule over the land and peaks. Only can these newcomers help him succed, so he will do all in his power to make it a reality." After she gave her two cents on the matter, the zebra walked out the door, hastly followed by the purple little dragon. "Wait! Spike." Spike reached the bottom of the small steps on the outseide house before he looked behind him to see Sweetiebell running up to him with a concerned look on her face. "Where are you going?" Before the young dragon could tell her, Fluttershy had appeared right behind her. "Oh, he's going to get my animals and bring them to the library." She said softly. "He's being such a dear by helping me, thank you so much Spike." Fluttershy lifted him up and gave him a pasionate hug. " Uh don't mention it." Spike replied, feeling his lungs crushed. Seeing Spike's discomfert, Sweetie cleared her throat. "Uh Rainbow dash has a hurt wing." She mentioned. The second the word 'hurt' reached Fluttershy's ears, the butterscoched pegasis vanished in a trail of dust back into the house. "Thanks, I.." Spike tried to suck in his lost air, but couldn't due to Sweetiebell planting a quick kiss on his left cheek. Spike stood in uter disabelife; he couldn't tell if his rapid breathing was from Fluttershy's bone crushing love hug, or from Sweetie being upfront about her feelings. Either way Spike couldn't get an answere as the little unicorn trotted back into the house with a smile on her face. Applejack hugged her granny and siblings before standing next to twilight. The purple unicorn was busy thinking of how to handle Discord, she didn't even notice that Applejack was standing a bit too close to her. "Uh Twi?" Her honey like voice brought back the deep thinking student from her contemplative hypnozation. "Oh, Applejack. I....uh.." "We're a ready to go." She proclaimed, having Rainbow, Rarity, and Fluttershy standing behind her. "Oh that's great. But what about.." "Here!!" Pinkie proclaimed hopping through the doorway. "Ponyville is now Ghostie Town!!" "But how?" Rarity asked, intreged by how fast she evacuated the inhabietents. "Oh I had help." She answered. "From a friend." //Ponyville// "Everypony run!!! There's a robot monster right there!!" All the ponies in the circle of town screamed in horror as A bipedal creature with a cardboard helmet and crom painted plates walked around town in a robotic fashion. "Beep boop I am a robot. Give me your flesh for robot things." It chanted. All the ponies in the town either locked themselves in their homes or ran as far as their hooves would carrier them. When the cost was clear, Pinkie hopped over to the strange creature and lifted it's helmet to reveal Tri-burner. "Thanks mister royal gaurd pony." She smiled. "I am happy to serve one of the princess's royal subjects. Now if you'll excues me." He said hopping out of the pourly constructed costume of the now infamous Spartan. "I'd like to go spend some time with my son." Tri-burner trotted with a spring in his step, as he laughed internally at the chance to get some sort of payback at the human who he had qurraled with earlier that day. //Outside the barn // //7.22 hours after slip space rupture// "Alright. That's the plan." Celestia said, the rather unlikely group of commrades began walking to their destination. "Seeming how my assumption of your teleportation powers were accurate, this should give us the advantage." Bathou'mus noted as he recalled her demostration from earlier. "Wow, Covie tech aint got nothing on this." Daniel happily said as he fist bumped Sam in the shoulder. Alan looked over at the two marines as they playfully knocked into each other. "Sergeant, liutentet." Alan commanded. Both marines stopped their shenanigans and looked back at their commanding officer. Bathou'mus and Konthou began having their own chat while the three humans got ready to get to their positions. "Yes sir?" They both responded. "I've been meaning to ask about what happened to private Noah." Alan said, wanting details on his former squad member."Right before the core created that slipspace rupture, his status went off line." Sam and Daniel's expresions saddned at the receant event that took another one of their best friends lives. "He managed to stall a wave of covies from reaching me and Daniel." Sam responded. "We wouldn't have made it if he hadn't.....Fought them off." Sam felt the same guilt from before, rise into his throat. "I think that's how any one of us would've gone mate." Daniel comferted as he patted Sam on the shoulder. "I like to say that we'll always remeber that robotic son bitch." "I guess the tin man had a heart after all." Sam and Daniel both had their arms around each others shoulder, Sam's helmet bumped into Daniel's as they walked with thier commander. "Why do you refer to him as a Robot?" Alan asked curiously. "Well, he kinda acted like it when we all first met each other." Sam started, rubbing the back of his helmet. "His blank expressions when we were always in combat, his monotoned voice and lack of emotions everytime we met made us feel like he wasnt human. So when he got into the ODSTs, seemed fittign that we'd call mister roboto." "I remember when we first met. It all started over a cup of coffee." Daniel sighed happily The three humans contiued to reminse their fallen commrade as they made their way to fluttershy's cottage. Spike and Zecorra both seemed to fade out from the group of aliens, and instead walked with their princess. The little dragon and zebra were carefully walking behind Clestia, not wanting to distract her from what she was about to do. It wasn't until Bathou'mus and Konthou turned around to speak with her that Spike and Zeccora had stood side be side with her. "What is the matter?" She asked. Seeing the worried expression from the minor. "Your magisty. We both have been discussing the next step after we put an end to Scarab. Fate has granted us a chance to end it without any living thing to witness it." Bathou'mus stopped walking to alow the humans to leave some distance from him and Konthou. "I fear the humans will try to contain me and my brother. If you can teleport us away from them, without them knowning, you'd be doing me a favor." "I agree." said Konthou. "Teleport you where exactly?" Celestai asked. "Some place that they'll never find." Bathou'mus looked at Alan for a moment as the young commander shook his head at Daniel who had his hands up to show the length of something inappropriate. "The Demon I feel, is unstable. His mind, I've noticed, is being fracured, piece by pieace. Only time will tell if he will finnaly finish what we started." Bathou'mus never felt so certain about a person's character before. He understood why Alan hated him, why all humans, should hate him. He killed dozens of them, as they did the same to his kind, it was a massive genocide on both parts. A worthless genocide. One being played by the pupettiers known as the prophets. Even though it was so, Alan had his mind fixated on making sure him and Konthou would not leave this planet alive. The demon as Bathou'mus knew, could not be trusted. It will be only a matter of time, time in he which he felt they had very little of. He knew not what details of his what was going on in his mind, he could only imagine and his imagination wasn't far off from the truth. If only he hadn't been so blind before that acursed day came, the one that started the rolling rock of quistions, and inquires that later were confermed by the oracle. He would never forget that day. //High charity// //council room// "Mahak'bathou'musee?" a voice boomed inside a dark room. "Yes?" He responded. A large beam lightened up the room as the Prophet of Truth's hologram presented itself amoung the crowd of silent San 'Shyuum. The councel said nothing as the Elite before them had his wrists bound together. Bathou'mus could feel the tension from his wrists and the jury as Truth began to speak. "You have proven to be a worthy adversary of the Covenant Special Task Force. I've seen great things in your reports about you. Dozens of filthy humans have met with the fate of your blade." Bathou'mus nodded, his face still showed the confusion and fear he was going through. "Release those cuffs." The beam of light from the energy wrists flashed before vanishing from the young elite's wrists. HE grabbed at them and rubbed each one soothingly until the pressure was equalized. "My lord, I am confused. What has happened?" "Maybe he can tell you." Truth's face had large amounts of shame and supposed hurt in his eyes as another Elite was dragged across the floor. Naked and five marks of shame were present on his entire body. One being on his old face. Bathou'mus was speachless, he felt his full body weaken, unable to hold up the armor that surrounded him. He looked at the shamefull elite, his eyes visable showing his heart burtsing. "Father?" he whispered. The Elite looked up at him with his one good eye, the other being burned by the mark of shame that they put on his face. He tried to speak but the honor guard that dragged him threw his aging body near the center of the circliar ground. He coughed up purple spats of blood before he agnonizingly brought himself to his knees. His head lowered in front of his own son. The light beamed brightly on him as the cirlcular room was filled with disgusted remarks and audible gruffing. "It is intresting, that Mathiass'umee here would go through such struggle to raise his only son." Truth begain. "Not custom to do such a thing, but since he was a favorite of the orignal Sangehilie covenant forces, we allowed it." Truth looked down at the once proud general. "Also being one of many to be a sugested canidate for the arbiter, his proud caimpaign has come to an end. For you see, we found this hericy piece of information." Truth pushed a few buttons on his floating chair. Before long, Mathiass's voice could be heard throught the room. "I have no desire to start a unessisary genocide on this new race." "But Mathiass." Another softer voice could be heard. "No, The prophets have gone mad with power. They don't realize that the humans would only add to the covenant. Making us the most powerfull army in exsistance, and what do they do? They decide to glass thier homeworlds!!" The frustration in his voice could be heard. Bathou'mus stood motionless as his father's words backstabed his begining life's work. A single tear fell from his left eye as the recording continued. "I offered to let the humans a spot on the covenant, and was laughed out of the room if not threatened with my life. I will do all in my power to aid the humans from this abomination of power." There was a pause before Mathiass sighed and contiued in a softer tone. "My love, we must try something. Have we no honor amoung ourselves? Have we lost it to the prophet's will and guidence? The Sangehilie have lost thier ways of true honor. I only pray that they find it again." "What about Bathou'mus?" The female Sangeile asked. "What about our son?" Bathou'mus said nothing as the recording took its time to replay what MAthiass said next. His hands squeezed into stone like fists, and his upper left mandible began to twitch uncontrollably. Every one in the room awaited for what the former general had to say. "He has no part in this. This task is mine and mine alone to uphold. Our son is innocent." After Truth pushed the stop button, he looked down at the pitiful general. Disgusted with his actions, Truth shook his head. "If I was physicaly there, I would spit on your deifilence. You witless slug." Truth turned back to Bathou'mus who had his eyes shut. Trying to force himself to awaken from this nightmare. "At peace, Mahak'bathou'mussee. You have but one trial to overcome." Bathou'mus looked up and notice the elite honor guard standing in front of him. He held out an enrgy blade to the spec ops elite and made his way back to the bare sangehile. The honor guard kicked him forward towards Bathou'mus, using the fresh pulsing blood to slide over the clean floor and at the foot of bathou'mus. Bathou'mus looked down at him, no emotion could be seen other than grief and sorrow. For he understood what was to happen next. "He says you're innocent in all this. So did your birth mother. But ultimately, your fate is left up to me." Truth folded his fingers as he sat back into his chair. "It is practice in Sangehile culture to kill your leader if he shows any signs of hericy or dishonor. Wither it be done themselves or by their commrads. But for this, you must prove yourself to us that you are innocent. Strike his hearicy down with the lighting blade of truth and honor." The entire room of the councel began to chant and cheer with enthusiasm for the young eltite to prove his honor. Bathou'mus looked around the room, his heart pounding, and his body tembling as he glanced at his sword and back at his father who crawled to his knees. Bathou'mus could feel his father weeping inside. Not for his life, but for his son's. Bathou'mus activated the blade, his motive clear and just. He had to do this, there was no alternative. Bathou'mus painfully made his way to his father, each step made him more angry that his father would betray him like this. It was this anger that made him slowly raise his blade into the air, inch by inch. Mathiass lifted his head up to face his son who now had his arm high in the air, holding his upcoming fate. Bathou'mus paused as he saw the pain from father in his one good eye. The chants and cheers from the council were slowly becoming distant and muted as he held his blade high into the air. Mathiass mumbled under his breath, his last words for his deluded son. "Don't let them take your honor." With that final sentatnce, Bathou'mus brought his blade down on the old warrior. //Inside the Scarab// //7.45 hours after slip space rupture// The brute fell to pieces as Bathou'mus swooped down with his sword. Both the human and elite were dancing around the sqaud of brutes, stabbing and ripping apart them like they were paper. Even Bathou'mus had never seen a demon let alone a human wield his weapon like it was no problem. The company of brutes left in the docking bay of the scarab, begain to dwindle down in numbers. They stood no chance against the duet of blade dancers as their speed riviled the cross fire they threw at them. The room was one third the size of the core room in the Redemption, with a railing on top which had brutes postioning themselves with beam rifles and focus rifles. Alan and the elite dispatched the larger groups on the ground floor but Alan's sixth sense picked up and he narrowly dogded a beam rifle round. He deactivated his sword and drew his magnium. "Snipers on the railing!!" He shouted to Bathou'mus. The Elite drew his carbine and gave the spartan some covering fire. Brutes began to swarm the upper level of the interior core. The railing had brutes with long range weapons firing upon the the two warriors. Bathou'mus used his evade to hurl himself behind a weapon's holder crate. He felt the heat of beam rifles and focus rifles recoiling off his cover. Alan had used Bathou'mus's distraction to activate his invisiblity. One Brute began to get an angle on the elite. Carefully circuling around the railing until Bathou'mus's head peaked over the crate. He smiled and pulled the trigger. Before the round made it out of the barrel, The gun was knocked upward and the round bounced a few degrees over the Elites's head. The Brute looked at his gun which he notice it had a human hand clutching his gun and another one curled into a fist which socked him in the eye. The brute fell over as Alan jumped from grav lift and onto the railing. Using his pistol, he made quick work of the brutes furthest from him. He used up more rounds knocking their thick helmets off in order to use one to finally split their skull into two. The snipers on the railing stopped what they were doing and began to fire at the Spartan. This gave Bathou'mus a chance to pick them off with his carbine. The brutes closest to Alan charged blindly at him on the small railing. The first brute threw power punches to knock Alan off the railing. Alan quickly used the brutes own wieght to doge his throws and with a final stab in the back with his combat knif, tossed his dying body off the railling. Two more brutes began to use their plasma pistols to dwindle his shields which they did to some extent. Alan's shield shot down to fifty percent, the brutes were too far for him to use close combat and his ammo was already depleted. Thinking on his feet, he grabbed the edge of the railing and threw himself underneath. Grabbing both sides of the railing floor by extendeing his arms, which ripped his already shreded shoulder. He began to swing across from under the railing. The three brutes looked over the side to look for their target, instead they were greeted ny Bathou'mus's carbine. The first brute took one in the arm, enraging it. They all diverted their attention on the Elite who moved from his cover to blast them with his carbine. He skillfully moved away from their plasam pistol range and inaccurate shots, untill he got right under the core itself. While the brutes tried to move on the elite, Alan cut them off by swinging from the bar edge and back onto the railing. He gave a salute before running far from the group of brutes. There was a flash of bright blue and red as the plasma grenades went off from underneath the unsuspecting brutes. The metal circular bridge swayed like mad before collasping in on itself. Alan ran full speed at the core, he could feel the ground whipping up and down, only seconds before it would give out from under him. He timed his jump right when the lash was its strongest and hurled himself onto the core. He latched himself on a pipe that fed the fleshy like stuff into the live scarab. Bathou'mus evaded out of the railing's crushing campagin and next to the piles of freshly sliced brutes in the center. Alan hung on with all his might, his shoulder screaming in agony. Too much for any human to withstand. Still he used his combat knife to stab at the cores heart. Trying to open the circutry in order to set it to blow. His knife met with resistence, against a small condenced energy shield. "Damn it. Not this shit again." He sighed. He began to activate his Emp blast, which would drain his shields but at least give him access to cross the circuits. Bathou'mus kept his eye on the radar, watching for any signs of recoverign resistance. "BATHOU'MUS!!" Konthou yelled on the mic. "Yes?" "The brutes are pressing against the pony's cottage. The scarab is moving forward to the village. Only a matter of---Hiyah!!!!-Time before it dominates the village." Konthou put his foot on the brutes chest, prying his gravity hammer's blade from it's thick skull. "We're working on it." As Bathou'mus finished his sentance, there was a electric blast from the top of the docking bay. He looked up and saw Alan stabbing the core to find the wires and cables that feed the energy into the scarab. The Sparatan could feel his dead arm giving way, this provoked him to go faster. Finding the cables that were necessary, he hastily pulled them apart and stuck them in the incorrect holes to feed the wrong currents and energy to the scarab. Unfortunatley, the core had an immediate reaction to this tampering. Alan felt proud at his accomplishment but relasied too soon that the core began to short circuit rather viontly. Alan let go of the pipe but felt the energy of the core expand, throwing him across the room. Bathou'mus sheilded his head with his arm from the bright light that enveloped the room. When it was all over, he looked around the room, observing that he stood solitude at the momment. He looked at his radar and found a faint yellow blip glowing behind him. He rushed to where Alan was lying. Completly knocked out and bleeding from his shoulder armor. Alan was partially buired in a pile of plasma coils and weapon crates. One pinning his leg and another on his chest armor. Bathou'mus holstered his weapons and was about to move the clutter from the Spartan but then had an idea pop into his head. 'Leave him.' He thought. 'He will kill you and your brother. Leave him and the others won't dare qustion you." Bathou'mus stopped to look at the young human. Thoughts of letting him live, just so he would stab him in the back began to play out in his mind. He curled his fists and began to walk slowly towards the control pannel. The Scarab's sirens and earthquake like movements, made it hard for the Elite to move. He grabbed at the side of the wall to hold himself steady and slammed the button to release the bay doors. The mechanical sound of the door being laid down, was drowned out by the purple and red sounds inside the bay. The Elite was about to leave until he glanced at somthing which caught his eye. His reflection on the reflective shield inside one part of the Scarabs core. He saw his armor color give way to a darker shade. His helmet was removed and he saw him grinning at himself. Next to him was the Prophet of Truth smilling approvingly at him with his snake like arm resting on his shoulder.Truth also had a crazed look in his eyes as well as uneven white eyebrows. His voice sounded more playfull and cocky than before. "You did good my son." He taunted. Bathou'mus looked away. He could feel the scarab about to loose control, and his heart as well. He glanced back at Alan, who was still asleep and slightly buired. He stared at him, thinking intesively. Celestia and Luna had the scarab chasing its own tail at this piont. The two goddesses easily out maneuvered it. Even it's two anti ait turrets staioned on its back legs couldn't get a single shot on them. As Celestia used a spell to knock out its left turret, The Scarab began to shake vioently from within. Purplish hell like fire spouted from its center and loading bay. "HUZZAH!" Shouted Luna. "It is finished!" The Scarab's eyesocket turned to face the two alicorns, but found a new target right behind them. Celstia notice it charging up for a final attack. "Not yet my sister." Celstia prepared herself as it's eye was at its breaking point. Celestia relaized its aim was off and wasn't on Luna either. She turned around to find ponyville in the distance. Her eyes widened and she quickly dove in it's line of fire. It's green energy oozed from its face at the small town. Celstia used her teleport powers to get ahead of it while Luna herself teleported behind her big sister. Both princesses summend their largest spell ever and casted it against the scarab's final flash. The scarab used all the energy it had left to blast the pathetic ponies from existence. It's fall was do to its underestimate of the power these princeses. The beam slowly made its way to the scarab and with one final push from the two royal sisters, the the light and dark energies pierced right through the metal behemoth. It began to crumble and fall on its face, until a low energy sound began to grow and grow. Sam, Daniel, and Konthou all knew what was to happen next. They quickly rushed behind Fluttershy's cottage. There they found Spike and the rest of the animals keeping their heads low. "What's going on? Is it safe to leave?" He asked Konthou, who pulled the litte Dragon from leaving the backside of the house. "NO." He simply said to the young dragon. Spike nodded in agremeant. "Uh, y-y-yeah sure, whatever you say." He could feel his sweat beat off his face from Konthou's iron grip. Konthou turned to Zecorra. "You might want to..." "GET DOWN!!" yelled Sam and Daniel who dolphine dived behind the house.