Fallen Angel of Spectrum
Prologue
Castle of the Two Pony Sisters: Five years after the founding of Equestria.
Princess Platinum for the first time as one of the six big decision making ponies that lead Equestria, was utterly baffled as she stared at the little filly nuzzling against her foreleg. The fillies’ coat was the same shade of pristine white as hers, her mane and tail were both two-toned, and she too was a unicorn.
Princess Platinum, Chancellor Puddinghead, and Commander Hurricane all stared at the filly in confusion. Princesses Celestia and Luna did not; their attention, as well as Star Swirl the Bearded’s was focused solely on the only non-pony occupying the castle throne room. The creature, which claimed itself to be human stood on its hind legs, barrel vertical to the ground, forelegs ending in claw-esque appendages with no coat and blue eyes, short blonde mane and no true muzzle. The human wore clothing; shoes, black denim pants, a white shirt with an open black hooded jacket.
What was most unusual though was the halo floating above the humans’ head, it appeared to be made of every colour of the rainbow slowly fading from one colour to another as they ran the halos circumference. The creature had been dubbed ‘Spectrum’ by ponykind for both the odd halo and his abilities, and now after one and a half years of rampaging throughout Equestria the colour wizard stood before all six leaders of the land.
“Why?” muttered Platinum, moving her gaze from the filly to Spectrum. Brows creased and her expression questioning. “Why make me a sister of all things?” asked the unicorn princess.
“In turn let me ask you this, Miss Platinum.” Replied Spectrum his arm raised and holding out a single finger, a bored expression on his face. “What good is a villain that only spreads fear, chaos and wanton destruction?” questioned the human, ignoring the fact that Princesses Celestia and Luna had the Elements of Harmony at the ready in their saddlebags.
“The Princess asked you a question Spectrum, stop dodging it.” Growled Star Swirl, who snorted after. “My, my Star Swirl, whatever happened to the carefree stallion whose hat was the hattiest hat to ever hat?” quipped the human with a chuckle making Star Swirls’ scowl deepen. “I’ll be getting to that in a moment.” Finished Spectrum before turning back to the Unicorn kings’ daughter.
“It’s rather simple really.” Continued the human, raising his finger once more. “That is not a villain my dear, that is a madman running amok.” “You see Miss Platinum, I crave a challenge, an obstacle with which to test my mettle and you just happen to be what I’m looking for.” Answered the human with a smile.
“And what has that got to do with you giving her to me?” asked an even more confused Princess Platinum. “The generations to come Miss Platinum Belle, the generations to come.” Replied the colour wizard shocking almost everypony present. “Sweetie, revoke Administrative Rights to Admin Spectrum One and set the Belle Lineage as Administrator.” Ordered Spectrum. The filly snuggling Princess Platinum froze and turned to the human, her eyes now fully green with aperture pupils instead of natural like before. “Prompt accepted, input final command prompt” toned the filly emotionlessly.
“Set Directive to Sibling Unit with subroutines C.M.A.P. and E.H.P.” supplied Spectrum, the filly then went back to hugging the Unicorn Princesses’ foreleg as though nothing had just happened.
“What machination of darkness have you created?” muttered a pale Star Swirl as he stared at the filly. “It’s not of darkness bearded one.” Began Spectrum, “It is instead a weapon of justice.” Finished the colour wizard. “Rather quick to abuse magic and create whatever you will aren’t you creature?!” snapped the elder unicorn. “Creation Magic on this scale isn’t as easy as you seem to believe unicorn.” Spat back the human, now glaring at Star swirl.
“ENOUGH!” bellowed Celestia, shaking the castle windows and silencing the conversation with the human. “For your crimes against Equestria and all of ponykind, I Princess Celestia sentence you to stone.” Ordered the solar monarch whose patience had finally run dry, with her wings splayed and expression grim Celestia levitated the Elements of Harmony from her saddlebag and handed Luna her respective Elements.
Feeling the mana build up in the two Alicorn sisters Spectrum turned and stared down Princess Platinum Belle as the beam of harmony magic circled his body and turned bone, organ and flesh to stone, his work in this era complete.
Castle of the Two Pony Sisters: One month before the Summer Sun Celebration.
“Princess?” asked a voice, breaking Celestia out of her memories and turning her attention away from the statue of Spectrum. It had been more than a thousand years since she, her sister and their friends had confronted the colour wizard in this very room and Spectrums’ statue had not been moved from the hidden compartment behind the old thrones. Behind the Alicorn Princess knelt Magnum Belle, his daughter Rarity Belle and the Belle Lineages’ responsibility Sweetie Belle.
“You had something of the utmost importance to tell me?” Asked Celestia, her attention now focused on Magnum. “Yes your highness.” Replied the stallion while kneeling a little lower, “My daughter; Rarity here.” Began Magnum, lifting a hoof to point out his daughter kneeling next to him, “Has achieved something quite extraordinary.”
“And this would be?” asked the Princess, the brow of her only visible eye raised. “She has an eighty percent sync ratio with Sweetie, your majesty.” Finished the stallion with a little sweat to his forehead. “That is quite the accomplishment my little pony.” Said Celestia, turning her attention to Rarity. “Thank you, your highness.” Replied Rarity kneeling a little lower while Magnum let out a sigh of relief.
“Is there anything else?” asked the Princess whose attention was now on the dilapidated state of the old castle. “Yes, there is your highness.” Began Rarity, ignoring her fathers’ worried look. Seeing that Celestia had paused in her scanning the castle walls the unicorn mare continued, “With the advances in modern magic and technology, why hasn’t there been any research into making more than one Sweetie?” asked Rarity, curiosity shining in her blue eyes.
“Is that the only question you have?” chuckled Celestia whose attention was once again on the Belle family members. “No your majesty.” Replied Rarity gaining a bit more confidence. “Even if the original creator is no longer alive, Sweeties’ core seems simple enough to reproduce. It is only a simple valve made of glass, copper and crystal after all.” Added the mare.
Celestias’ expression hardened at what Rarity had said, the unicorn mare at seeing this dropped back into a low kneeling position in front of the Alicorn Princess. “There have been attempts in the past to make copies of the false pony Sweetie before, and while the core appears simple I can assure you that it is anything but.” Supplied the Princess with a touch of steel to her voice. “Your highness?” asked Rarity.
“In 982 the false pony known as Sweetie Belle, while under the supervision of the Belle family was moved to a research site in Stalliongrad. There the greatest minds in all of Equestria went to work taking it apart, mapping its body and pieces. The furthest these geniuses could take the false pony apart was the removal of a barrel plate and the core cover, deciding to research into the core powering Sweetie rather than wasting time with mapping the body. Eventually the scientists believed that they had enough of an understanding of Sweeties’ core to try recreate the technology.” Lectured Celestia, watching to see if any of the pieces were falling into place in the mares’ head.
“By 986 the researchers in Stalliongrad had built what they believed to be a replica of the false pony’s core. After strenuous checks and small systems tests the team of Equestrias’ finest scientists, mechanics, and researchers ran their first full powering up of the core replica. The research site based in Stalliongrads’ Cheernobyl power plant experienced eldritch meltdown and released untold amounts of hazardous mana into Equestrias’ atmosphere, as well as killing thousands of ponies. What is left of Cheernobyl is nothing more than irradiated wasteland and that is why we no longer try to make more than the already existing Sweetie Belle.” Finished the Princess, idly noting Rarity looking a bit green.
Turning away from the Belle Family Princess Celestia stared at the blank face of Spectrums’ statue, searching for a reason in the stone as to why the evil wizard would create Sweetie.