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// BBTS Adventure the Finale: Beyond the Stars (Part 2) 
// Story: The Bronies Beyond The Star Adventure Series 
// by Supleted 
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BBTS Adventure, the Grand Finale:


Beyond the Stars (Part 2)

Two enormous spacecraft, intertwined together by the sheer force of the battle that took place only moments ago, are cruising together, hand in hand, toward a common destination. The Syndicate and the BBTS, once bitter enemies, now march together with a single, common goal. Somewhere, in the depth of the universe, an enormous creature that feeds on unity awaits its next meal, and the twin mass battleship/cruiser, with its crews united against a single cause, serves as a rib eye-steak to monster. Thanks to prior misunderstood efforts of the Syndicate, the galaxy is in disarray and lacks unity, which spared the entire system from the hungry maws of the beast, although it had never been hungrier. Driven by its base desires, the beast advanced toward the all-you-can-eat buffet without any forethought what-so-ever, completely unaware of the trap that had been set for it.

“All preparations are complete,” the oriental grizzly bear that serves the leader of the syndicate announced to the green, magical Pegasus, Moshi Moshi, that is the leader of the BBTS. “We have gathered every piece of explosives from both our ships, and packed them neatly into one, enormous bomb.”

“Hey, not to be a Betty Downer, here, but are you sure we have enough firepower to blow that dreaded creature to kingdom come?” Steven Flex, the commander of the BBTS cruiser curiously inquired the grizzled bear. “I mean, we did hurl most of our explosives at each other, but even if we didn’t use it up, surely a creature of that magnitude won’t be completely eviscerated by our toys, however dangerous they may be.”

“Your words have a hint of truth to them.” The grizzled bear replied. “We have not a modicum of information about the exact size and density of the enemy we’re about to face off against; for all we’ve know, this much explosives won’t even do a dent to the creature. “Having said that, the grizzled leader looked toward his subordinates, who, despite being completely pre-occupied with the preparation works, looked completely terrified.

“But we have to try, or there will be no future for any of us anymore.”

The bear signaled for the crew on the hangar of the two flagships to vacate the premises. His minions scattered toward the upper decks, as an enormous cargo frigate, filled to the brim with explosives, is hauled onto the hangar bay.

“The loathsome beast feasts on our sense of unity and comradery, which would render anyone getting to close to it to become distraught, and forcibly disobey the orders given to them; therefore, we must attack it from a safe distance, with a frigate filled with the last of our weapons. We shall launch the cargo frigate toward the general location of the beast, and remotely control the frigate to ram into the horrible thing, and explode with our remote trigger. Hopefully, this will do enough damage to kill the beast, or at the very least, buy us enough time to think of another strategy against it.”

“Well, let’s hope to Celestia that our little package makes it to the proper recipient then.” The green Pegasus replied, as he watched the loaded cargo frigate launched out of the mangled flagship structure, and into the deep dark unknown… which seemed to be creeping toward the two flagships at an alarming pace!

“By the fires of Tartarus!” Moshi replied, as he realizes that the darkness in the distance is actually the shadow of a colossal creature that is advancing toward their location. “We’re getting to close to that accursed thing! We must fall back before succumbing to its influences!”

“I could not agree with you more!” The grizzly bear shouted, as he gave orders for the ship to propel itself away from the panic-inducing menace.

“Sir!” One of the cadets sitting at the ship’s control panel cried out. “Something is wrong! Something is going terribly, terribly wrong! The flagship… it’s being remotely controlled to fly toward the beast!”

The two commanders stood with their mouth agape at this sudden development.

“The ship, our flagship, is somehow being hacked into by the unmanned cargo frigate that we just sent out! Our control panel is being hacked into! We can’t do anything!”

“No….” The grizzled bear muttered. “An unmanned suicide bomber ship is incapable of hacking into the main servo. But that would mean….”

“There’s someone inside of the cargo frigate.” Moshi deducted. “And that someone has all of our weapons, and wanted to leave us as a distraction for the beast, so that they alone shall escape from this slaughter fest unscathed.”

The grizzly bear’s once somber face is wrought with rage. “To think that we, the greatest clan in the galaxy, and a special task force sent by the galactic council, are at the mercy of one greedy cur is enough to make my grizzly blood even more boiled!”

“There’s nothing that we can do.” The calm Pegasus remained collected. “We have no controls over our ships, and we have no weapons left on board. The only thing we can do right now….”

“Is to wait for a miracle.”

Crates of weapons and explosives rattled against one another as the explosive cargo frigate roared through the darkness of space. The owl-faced butler, Kant, once the loyal servant of the Syndicate, planted himself firmly on the seat of the Cargo frigate, the seat of power, diverting the frigate away from the black monstrosity, and sending Moshi and his friends to their doom. From the very moment he was initiated into the force, the crafty owl had always plotted to undermine his peers, and to steal away into the night, with valuables in tow. When the syndicate decided to face-off against the beast, Kant knew that he must flee the scene before he is caught up in the battle of the millennia.

“That idiotic teddy bear!” The owl swaggered. “He made his last mistake when he assigned me to set up the remote-control system!” Unbeknownst to his co-workers, for all the years that he had worked with the syndicate, the crafty butler had been covertly altering the control schemes of the Syndicate’s flagship to his own design; the syndicate flagship, whilst seemed normal from the outset, shall obey only Kant in a time of crisis. The remote-control system for the cargo frigate served as the last piece of puzzle that he needed to wrest control of the entire flagship from the grizzly bear, and plunge his former co-workers into the maws of death.

“With all of the weapons stored aboard this ship, I can easily make a very pretty penny in the black market, and retire into a mountain-side mansion! And now that I have manipulated the flagship to ram straight into that horrible monster, none shall be alive to spoil my fun! I’m in the clear now!”

The wily owl’s premature celebration was cut short when the sound of slow, dragging footsteps rang out from deep inside the cargo bay of the frigate. The owl initially dismissed it as the rattling of the crates, but the slow, dragging footsteps only became louder, as a meek figure inched toward the cockpit of the cargo frigate.

“Well that just can’t be.” The owl muttered to himself. “Everyone else thought that this ship is going to blow up! No one is crazy enough to have actually hopped aboard this ship… could they?” Through the rear-view LCD screens, the concerned owl peered into the back of the cockpit. Through the crystal clear mirror, Kant spotted a familiar face in this very unlikely scenario. A tiny grey, hornless alicorn stood weakly against the doorway, her meek body barely able to support her head, yet she looked at the owl man with the sternest of gaze. Kant has seen this alicorn before, back when he and his colleagues were laying waste to the BBTS’s space station.

Behind Kant stood Zailiner, the co-leader of the BBTS.

“I knew you were up to no good, so I followed you here.” The alicorn commanded with a firm gaze. “Give back control of the flagship, or things might get messy for one of us here.”

“Well, I cannot say I have seen this coming.” The owl man calmly retorted. “I mean, who would have ever thought that the once-mighty Zailiner, now a sickly, magic-less wing pony, would be the only thing that stands between me and my dues!” the owl man retorted. “But no matter; you’ve given away your horn to save your pitiful co-leader! You’re now weak, weak and powerless, and you cannot stop anyone, especially not a fully-trained government martial artist like me!”

The crafty owl placed the cargo frigate on autopilot, and rose from his seat to greet the unexpected interloper.

“I suppose your right.” The owl jested. “Things will get messy for one of us.”

Zailiner knew that Kant is correct. Having given away her horn, the magical tool for her immortality, the alicorn is no longer immortal, and no longer the spiffy, young mare that she used to be. She could feel the agents of time acting on her already-feeble body even as the sly owl advanced towards her; with each passing second, she could feel herself slipping away into the deep sleep. But deep down, the once-alicorn knew, it is yet her time; she needs to defeat the foe in front of her, else her friends would not live to see another day.

“I can’t fight like I used to anymore.” The once-alicorn dragged her dying body toward the fugitive. “I can’t jump, I can’t kick, and I don’t think I can fly that well any longer.”

“And your magic is almost all gone as well.” The owl pulled out a length of rope from within the ship’s glove compartment. “You truly are a pitiable pony, who once had it all, and lost it all; but don’t worry; you won’t lose your life just yet. A hornless alicorn is still an alicorn, and they still have some value in the black market we’re headed.”

“I don’t think so.” The gray alicorn meekly held up her hooves toward the despicable turncoat. The owl man tried to smack the alicorn’s hooves aside, but found his movements to be getting a bit stiff.

“I… what?” The owl seemed confused at his disposition, before seeing tiny specks of light flowing out of his body, and drained into the hooves of her feeble opponent. His found it difficult to lift his arms, and his feet felt like lead. “No! What have you done to me, you silly little pony!?”

“Everything in the world has magic.” The gray alicorn was calm as can be. “And it is by that magic that life is able to thrive.” With her hoof pointed straight toward the miserable owl man, Zailiner began drawing every last big of magic form his opponent. Being slowly drained of his magic, the owl man felt his limbs becoming stiff and cold; without the magic inside of him, he began to turn to stone.

“No, no! You miserable wench!” The owl made one last desperate  curse as he slowly turns to stone, unable to change his fate. “You can’t draw magic out form people! It’s forbidden magic! You’ll… you’ll kill me!”

Zailiner lowered her head. “Kant. That ship that you are trying to crash into the beast… contained everyone that I have ever cared about. Even now, when everything is going wrong, those people are still trying to fix what you have wrought, and to undo the future that is the demise of our race. Kant. You have done too many wrongdoings, too many terrible deeds to be excused. If I cannot take you down now, everyone on that ship will die; had I have my powers, I would have tried my best to keep you alive, to bring you into justice myself. But now that I have nothing….”

“You’ll have to take my condolences to the afterlife with you.”

The owl man tried his best to scream, but his voice had long left him. The warm flesh that he once had left him; he is now but an empty shell of stone, frozen in the center of the cockpit for the times to come.

With the surge of new-found power, Zailiner had barely enough energy to carry herself over to the control panel. She limply lifted her hooves over the control panel, and, with the last of her waning strength, released the hold on the flagships.

“Captain Polar, Sir! We’ve got control back on our ships again!” The eager cadet’s booming voice alerted the two captains, as they scrambled to action. With rapid taps, the enormous flagship structure roared to life, and began turning away from the dreadful beast!

“Alright! We’re turning around!” The Grizzly bear rejoiced. “But who was hacking us I the first place? And just who got us un-hacked?”

Just before Moshi could wonder about this precarious situation further, the radio on the control panel jumped to life, and a voice, garbled beyond recognition, began speaking through the radio.

“moShi….”

Moshi leapt toward the control panel, and pinned the “Speak” button down as hard as he could.

“Who is this!? Are you the one who hacked our controls?!”

“ThERe iS no tIMe left. You’re tOo cloSe tO it… you hAve to detoNate the cArgo shIp… to buUy you some TIme….”
A puzzled expression surfaced on Moshi’s face.

“Who are you? Are you the one who hacked into us? Why did you do this!”

The voice on the radio didn’t respond to the question.

Moshi screamed. “…are you on board the cargo freighter? I can’t just… outright kill you like this!”

The voice on the radio trembled as it spoke.

“BY tHe tIMe i gEt baCk to tHe shIp, the mONster woULd hAVe kILled aLl Of Us.”

“….” 

“I’vE kILled a mAn. HE, iNN thE cockpit, I dID it. He WAs in my wAy, so I MUrDERed him. I uSEd forbiDden mAGic to kILl him. I aM a kILLer and I dESErve notHIng less thAn to pERIsh in this cOFFin that I MaDe.”

“No… no one deserves to die like this.” Sweat began forming on the forehead of the green Pegasus as he tried his best to keep his composure. “We’ll think of some way to get you back here, somehow!”

“… THANk yOu. I coULd haVe actiVATed the detONation mecHaniSm frOm insIDe the sHIp; I juSt waNTed to tALk to You… to ALl of yOu, oNe fINAl tiMe.”

“Just who the heck are you!” Moshi demanded. “Why would you put our lives before yours?! What have we done that you go through such lengths to save us?”

Nearly a decade ago, there was a rambunctious little princess. She was royalty, but she wanted nothing that his family offered her. So she set out, with nothing but the furs on her back, into the wide, open world to seek thrill and adventure. On her journey, she met a feeble pink colt, who didn’t have the courage, or strength to face the bullies that he had in life. The princess was equally as meek, but she took a liking to the colt, and together, they braved the dangerous world. And then came along the age of change. Alien species visited the princess’ world, and gave ponies wings that would allow them to soar beyond the blue, blue sky. The princess and the colt traveled across the galaxy, taking on the greatest of adventures, never before seen by the adventurers that came before them. In one of their most exciting adventures, the two ponies received a large sum of pixels, and a dragon egg as a reward. The princess was about the use the money to hit the town, when the feeble pink colt interjected, and suggested that they put the money toward a more permanent home base. Despite her objections, the princess agreed to the colt’s plan, and bought a huge space station in a quiet corner of the galaxy, and hatched the dragon egg into a tiny little squire, to help them keep track of requests for adventures. As the list piled up, the duo decided to make their empty little space station into a clan, and recruited more teammates to their cause, and gave birth to the most unlikely clan in the entire system. The princess loved each and every one of her clan-mates; she was happier in the clan than she would have ever been, had she lived as a royalty. The entire clan was her most valued treasure, and she would gladly do anything to save her friends… even with her life. Sure, her pink colt friend is now green, and has wings, but she still liked him nonetheless. Now, the princess has killed. She felt the endless sadness and regret that all killers face, her words unable to justify the means to this end. She felt sad. She wanted it to stop. She lived too long. She could no longer talk to herself anymore. It’s time to stop. The princess is weak now. She knew, for the longest of time, that she is dying. Her limbs are becoming weak. Her age is catching up to her. The coffin that she sat in will become her final resting place.

The princess is getting sleepy. It’s her bedtime, after all.

The princess is filled with happiness of life, sorrow for her family and regret for what she had just done. She is a mess of emotions, and yet… she felt content.

“mOSshi…”

“I wIlL REmeMber yOu.”

For but a brief moment, the darkness of space lit up. The flagship was enveloped in a blanket of light. Moshi is utterly blinded by the impact before him. He shielded his eyes from the intense rays, until the shockwave of the blast rocked the entire flagship, and sent the green Pegasus on his flanks. Getting back on his hooves, the Pegasus raced toward the observation deck, and peered out into deep space. For a brief moment, the green mare thought he was dreaming; the black void that is the beast began to crack! Rays of brilliant light began pouring out of the pitch-black creature as the cracks expanded in all directions. There is no doubt; the explosion cracked the beast’s seemingly impenetrable exoskeleton.

The grizzly bear’s gaze affixed itself firmly on the expanding cracks on the beast. “I don’t know who it was that stole themselves away on our suicide ship, and I don’t know why they decided to plunge us to our death, and yet save us at the last possible moment. Whoever they are, they have accomplished what we had set out to do.”
The team’s victory is short lived, however, when the bear notices that the brilliant cracks on the beast’s shell is no longer expanding, but rather, it’s slowly closing in on itself.

“Captain!” a cadet shouted. “The beast is repairing itself!”

“Curses!” The bear roared. “That shrinking crack isn’t big enough for our ship to fit through!”

“If that crack closes in on itself, we would have lost our only opportunity to kill that terrible thing!” Moshi cried out as he galloped toward the hangar bay. I’ll take my ship! I need to finish this thing once and for all!”

With a cushy squeak of the leather, the green Pegasus leapt into the tiny little fighter plane he and Zailiner bought when they first began exploring the vast space. Moshi momentarily passed to look at the empty co-pilot seat, before starting the ship’s engine, and sped off toward the beast. With the flagship already in such close proximity of the beast, Moshi had plenty of time to dive into the crack before it closes… or rather, he would have had plenty of time, had the beast not spawned something foul.

A massive crap-like creature, nearly the size of one of the flagships, spewed forth from the shrinking crack. It wiggled across the crack, and broke free from the pitch-black beast it once resided. Moshi’s tiny ship was not of any interest to the enormous leviathan, but the mangled tin flagships caught its interest. Having narrowly regained its freedom, the enormous carp set a collision course with the vulnerable and weaponless flagship, and swam towards it faster than flagship could escape. Before Moshi can turn his ship around, even more gigantic fish popped out form inside the black beast’s shell. Over half a dozen of these enormous creatures emerged from the crack before the crack had become too small for them to fit through.

“No… we used up all the weapons that we had on our last attack!” Moshi muttered to himself. “Our flagship is defenseless against these freaks! This is a shame, but I need to turn around and save-“

The green Pegasus’ thought process was interrupted when he spots a streak of lighting shooting out from the flagship, striking fish closest to it. Before he could have blinked, a bolt of fire shot out from the mangled spacecraft, striking another fish right in the eye. Bolts of magical fire and thunder shot out from the starship, striking the enormous fishes over and over again. The group of space-carp was thrown into a panic and squirms as they darted in all directions.

The Pegasus was confused. “I thought we used up all of our weapons… but how could we fight back against those monstrosities… unless….”

Far off in the distance, on the upper deck of the mangled flagship, two tiny figures stood staunchly against the solar wind, firing endless streams of thunder and oxygenated fireballs into the ranks of the school of fish-monsters. Shinx, the tiny blue energized kitten, spewed bolts of thunder at oncoming leviathans, whilst Igeloi the fire mage fired off a flurry of fiery shots that kept the creatures at bay. With their combined efforts, the flagship was able to pull away from the school of colossal fish.

“Alright! I knew I could count on your guys!” Moshi breathed a breath of relief, as he resumed his sprint towards the shrinking crack. The scouting ship barely grazed against the pitch-black walls, before being enveloped by the blinding light. Soon after, the crack closed itself, sealing the green Pegasus inside of its inner world.

It took Moshi a brief moment to adjust to the intense light; he is now inside the interior of the mega beast. The bright-white inside poses as a stark contrast to the pitch-black exterior; with the hole sealed, the Pegasus could no longer find any extinguishing blemishes on the inside; the bright-white seemed to go on ad infinitum. However, the interior of the hollow shell of the beast is anything but barren; flocks of colossal fish monsters, in all different shapes and sizes, swam through the chamber like fish in the endless ocean. Cichlids, Angelfish, Guppies, Goldfish… these enormous schools fish, swimming freely in a sea of light, forms a strange and surprisingly beautiful scene. Moshi became temporarily entranced by the strange and surprising scene, he failed to sense the enormous tetras bumping into his tiny spacecraft. The poor fighter plane could not take the destructive impact of the fish; it spun out of control, and flew towards the supposed center of the hollow shell world. Try as he might, Moshi could no longer control his trusty spacecraft; the fighter plane is taking a nose dive into the core of this world. Moshi could barely see the whitish core of the world as he sped toward it: the core is nearly indistinguishably white from the rest of the chamber, with the exception of the white fluid surrounding the sphere, rotating about on the surface. With no time to think, the feeble ship crashed right into the sphere, and lodged itself inside the semi-solid white fluid. The sudden stop caused Moshi to be fung into the interior of the sphere; with a green streak, the green colt smacked himself onto what seemed to be a white floor.

It took him a while to adjust to the sudden face-plant, but the green Pegasus managed to peel himself from what used to be a flawlessly white floor, now stained with green furs and feathers. Moshi scanned his surroundings; the only thing he could see amidst the white was a white, swivel egg chair, lined with a red, leathery interior paddings. Inside the egg-chair sat an ordinary-looking gray unicorn. His cutie-mark was that of a magic wand, his manes a twilight purple, and his light ember eyes reflected all.

“Ah. Yes Moshi. I’ve been waiting for you. You’ve really had me waiting, you know. It’s been a long time coming, hasn’t it?”

The green Pegasus is visibly confused. After venturing all the way into his worst adversary, the last thing he expected was to be pleasantly greeted by the colt of his age.

The unicorn interrupted Moshi before he could speak further. “I’m bored. Let’s play a game!”

A mixed feeling of shock and disgust filled Moshi to the brim, but he held back his urges, and spoke with a trembled voice.
“Who… just who exactly are you?”

The unicorn spoke without missing a beat. “I’m Midnight Cloud!” He said with a cheery voice. “I’ve been living here forever, and you’re the first visitor in, like… EVER!”

Moshi remained silent, sensing that the unicorn had more to speak.

“Living here is quite boring, you know. The world is very peaceful, so peaceful in fact, I have nothing good to keep me entertained. So, I made these friends of mine, to have some fun! You see, my friends have a special ability: they can suck the living sense of friendship from other folks just like you, and, with a flip of a hat, they’d fight each other! I’m so impressed with them, I led some of them out for walks from time to time, and caused all sorts of fun under the solar stars! People fought each other like mad, and best of all, these helpful syndicate fellas just came out of nowhere, and caused all sorts of havocs for me. Now the universe is in shambles, and I love every bit of it!”

Moshi was just about had it. “No… the syndicate tried to stop you, to make sure the atrocities that you’ve made won’t hurt anyone else. You alone are responsible for this mess, and you alone-“

“Yep! It’s all thanks to me!” The unicorn cheered proudly. “But you know what, now that you’re here, I got a little proposition for ya!”

The unicorn’s horn glowed white, and a white-birch chess table appeared in from of Moshi. The chess pieces are not arranged in a normal fashion; the black chess pieces closes to Moshi was missing its queen, and the white chess pieces possessed only one white king, and an army of pawns, filling the far edge of the board.

“I take the white pieces!” The unicorn smiled as he leapt out of his egg-chair, and stood in front of his favored pieces. “I’m the white king, pure as snow! And you can be the other one. My friends, against your friends! Let’s duke it out! But make sure I win, ok? I don’t like losing, and you won’t like me when I lose!”

The cheerful nature of the unicorn belies his intentions. Moshi could no longer endure the unicorn’s games. “No. I refuse to play with your little games any longer. I will end this. Right here, right now, with the only way that I know how.”

The pegasus’ words piqued the unicorn’s interest. “Ohhhhhhh! This is interesting! Please, pray tell, how would a mighty colt such as yourself bring an end to this? Are ya going to stab every one of my fishies in the eye perhaps?”

“I’ll do one better.”

The alicorn horn embedded in the pegasus’ heart began to glow as Moshi levitated into the air. Streams of magic leaked out form his body, and flew out into the hollow sphere.

“I’m an alicorn now. “ Moshi replied. “With my magic, I can change the diet of all your monsters, and make sure that they never hurt anyone every again!”

The unicorn does not seemed to be fazed by the Pegasus’ actions. He looked on with a smug look on his face as Moshi struggled to work his magic. Moshi could understand why Midnight Cloud could be so content; even with the power of an alicorn inside of him, the feeble colt still does not have enough power to magically transform diets of thousands of leviathan fish at once. In fact, he doesn’t have the magic to tickle even one of the mighty beasts. Moshi’s magic wafted past the beasts, without so much as changing the colors of their scales. But the most concerting thing occurred to him as Moshi realizes that the limited reserve of magic in him is running out; his joints are getting stiff, and his body is beginning to turn to stone.

“Everything has a little bit of magic in this world.” The unicorn stated nonchalantly. “It’s the magic in ya that makes ya move, and when all that magic runs out… poof, you’re not going to be you anymore. Tis a shame, really, it is; I was so hoping to engage in a round of chess with ya, but ya just have to choose the easy way out. Well, I don’t run your life, I suppose. So I’ll just stay here… call me if you need a snack or something!”

Moshi could feel it. The bottom of his limbs are becoming stone-like, inching upward toward his upper torso. But he could not stop the magic; no, he cannot, for the lives of his teammates are at stake.

“You know what? I think I’m bored again. I’m bored of this place, I’m bored of my fishie friends, and I’m bored of you. You had so much potential, but you chose the least fun way to play. So, as your punishment, when you die, I’m going to let my fishies go. Yep, they’re free to go wherever he pleases! Just imagine the fun they will have, tearing this tiny, pathetic galaxy to shreds! I think that’ll be at least more remotely fun than whatever you’re trying to do!”

Moshi wanted to speak, but his voice had left him. His body had become encased in stone, and, as the last of his magic wanes from his body, the stone statue of a colt slammed to the ground with a “thud”. No more magic flew out of him.

Moshi is no more.

“Hmph. How boring.” The unicorn’s horn flashed a brilliant white, and, just as he wanted, the pitch-black walls entrapping the monstrous schools of fish began to disintegrate. Holes began forming on the once-impenetrable walls, as the monstrous fish began swimming out from every orifice they could find.

“And now comes the best part of the game… the end.”

The unicorn walked over to the chess table, and swiftly knocked over the black king.

“Hey. Moshi. Wake up.”

The green Pegasus lifted his head up from the table. It’s his birthday. He was in the party room in the B.B.T.S. home base. The room is decorated with all kinds of party favors, a result of all his clan mates, who wanted to wish him happiness on the day of his birth. The cake was already half-eaten, the party poppers all used up, and all of his friends have retired to their rooms for the evening, save for one. He looked up. Zailiner, the gray alicorn, stood beside the weary commander, looking after him in his nap.

“Oh. Hey Zail. Boy, that was some party we’ve had, huh?”

“Yes. Yes it is.”

“… I cannot believe you are still up Zail. You might want to get some sleep; we got work early in the morning, don’t you know that?”

The gray alicorn shook her head.

“The magic in the horn is running out.”

Moshi was visibly confused. “Oh come now Zail! I’m an earth pony! You know I don’t possess any magic!”

“Moshi. Tell me, what is the most important that you and I both want in this world?”

Moshi answered without missing a beat. “Well, duh! The clan is my most important treasure of them all! Everyone that I love is here! I would do everything I can to protect them from harm!”

The alicorn was brought to tears. “Then I think you know what to do.”

“Zail… no… please stop. Let’s just both go to bed, alright?”

The gray alicorn simply stood in the empty room.

“I don’t think the Moshi I know would sleep at a time like this. I think you and I both know that.”

“But… I can’t do it. There’s no way I have enough magic to save everyone; and I think you know that too. The party is fun, but it’s over; there is no point to any of us to continue on, not anymore.”

“But you are not alone.”

“You have your family with you.”

“They are still alive.”

“And they cannot do this without you.”

“Hey. Do you remember the story? The one about the spoiled princess, and the weak little pink pony?”

“Yes. I remember.”

“The pink pony thought he was the weaker of two, but he still tried his very best to help out all that he could. The princess remembered that, but as time went on, she realized that the pink pony was improving. Even though he still complained about the missions once in a while, by the time the princess took another look at him, the pink pony was no longer helpless. With every mission he went on, with every friend he has made, the pony grew, prospered. He may still think that he is weak at times, but the princess knew, deep down, the pony grew strong, because of his friends.”

“Zail… please… stop….”

“One day, the pink pony donned a coat of green, and grew wings on his back. And so, the pink pony, now a green Pegasus, flew, up, into the sky, and, in his arrogance, he had thought to protect the lives of his friends all by himself. He flapped his wings too hard, and lost the strength to fly. And so, he fell.”

“No, please. I’m happy here.”

“The green Pegasus fell, and fell, and he thought he was going to perish on this day. But unbeknownst to him, his friends saw his fall, and huddled underneath him, in order to catch him.”

“No… please… I’m done. I don’t want to fight anymore….”

“The Pegasus’ friends saved him from the fall. He may not know this, but the Pegasus’ friends have been with him, even when he least expects them.”

“….”

The space station began to tremble as it fell out of orbit, and into the scorching star. The gravity exerted too great of a pull, as the party room began to fall apart. The confectionaries flew out of the gaping hole that was once the exterior of the ship, and fizzled in the red, hot star.

“My alicorn horn is running out of power. In the event of your death, I have programmed my horn to exert the last of my energy to revive you. After that, my horn would have lost all function, and fizzle away into nothingness. This is… our goodbye.”

“I don’t want this. I want to be with you. I want to….”

Zailiner embraced Moshi in one, final hug. Tears streamed down her face as the room began to disintegrate.

“I’ll miss you.” Moshi began to tear up as well.

“Go kick his flank for me.”

With a heavy gasp, the green Pegasus bolted up from the floor, his body is flesh once more. Moshi’s heart now felt a lot lighter, the presence of the alicorn horn that was once inside of him is now gone for good. On the other side of the sphere, the unicorn was visibly impressed at this turn of events.

“Well well well… this was certainly unexpected!” He leapt onto his swivel egg-chair, and gleefully spun it around.

“I’ve gotta tell ya; I’m pretty smart for my age, but I never expected this trick! That was pretty rad!” With the egg chair still spinning, the unicorn leapt out onto the ground, knocking it over in a childish fashion. “So, ya got anymore tricks up that sleeps of yours?”

The freshly-revived Pegasus remained unfazed.

“It isn’t over yet. I still intend to change the fish’s diet, even if I just lost all of my magic.”

The unicorn’s brow dug deep into his face as he lost interest in what the Pegasus was about to do. “Well that’s BORING!” The unicorn objected. “I was looking forward to an epic battle! I want to see you fight! Not pacify!” A ball of light materialized on the unicorn’s horn as he directed his magic toward the vulnerable Pegasus.

“No no no no no NO! This won’t do at all! If you won’t play by my rules, I’ll just have to make you behave!”

A jolt of lightning suddenly struck the unsuspecting colt. Moshi looked stunned; he wasn’t the one being struck with lighting, but the unicorn was blasted to his knees by the blast.

The unicorn lifted himself up from the ground, and looked visibly shocked. “Who… who’s there?! You coward! Show yourself!”

The roar of massive engines filled the entire chamber as a massive object crashed into the outer fluid layer of the core. A massive, mangled flagship peaked its head into the chamber, as a small army of crew members leapt from the front deck of the ship, and lands themselves into the chamber. They were Moshi’s BBTS clan mates, as well as all of the syndicate members that joined their cause. Although they are all without weapons, the members raised their fists up high ,ready to fight for the fate of the galaxy with their head held up high.

“Interlopers!” The unicorn screamed. “How did you get in here?!”

Moshi grinned smugly. “It was you who removed the outer layer of your ‘impenetrable fortress’ to let your fishes out into space, remember?”

“Well… that means nothing!” The unicorn pouted. “You’ll be fish food to my beautiful fishes! Attack, my pretties!”

Not a single soul responded to his command. Having abandoned his fishes to the whims of space, the unicorn’s precious schools have scattered across the universe. In that one moment, the spoiled unicorn truly felt alone, for the first time in a long time. The white pawns on the chess board is all but gone, and the white king was the lone piece left on the board, against the army of black pieces.

“Well… no matter! I am super-powerful! I can take on all of you dweebs with my pinkie! You’re all going down!”

The unicorn floated up into the air, and a huge ball of pure white energy appeared above him, and white balls of explosive light spewed out, and flew toward the crowd of clan members. The group of ponies and non-poines scattered as they ran toward Midnight Cloud.

“Rush him!” The blue cat yelled at the top of his tiny lungs. “Let’s pile drive this fool!”

The unicorn began chanting a spell, and a living white vine shot out from underneath a crowd of members. The wine began sweeping the floor, knocking droves of members up into the air. It’s rampage was stopped by the masked pony that had tentacles writhing form his back, Artist-1-million. The colt’s massive tentacles gripped the vine tight, it’s coils wound tight against the thick vine, until the vine is snapped into several pieces. As the living vine tried to piece itself together, a group of changeling drones, commanded by the mighty changeling Conrad, flew down form the ship, and, with their sharp fangs, gnawed the vine to pieces. Having lost its summoned minion, the unicorn conjured up yet another spell, as the fluid walls began to become less viscous, and poured down into the room. The entire room began to flood with a white fluid, and the troops that are unable to fly up into the sky began to lose their balance, and fall into the torrential water.

However, just as some of the troops where beginning to lose themselves to the current, a duo of pegasii swooped down into the raging waters, and fished them onto dry land. Taylen and Atrixy flew at a breakneck pace, flinging the helpless land-lubbers back onto their flagship. However, the amount of drowning troops were staggering, and just when the duo were frantically saving the multitude of drowning men, the troops that were submerged in water began to float up into the air all by themselves. Gravity on the entire ship was, for a brief moment, reversed, when a certain anti-gravity snail passed through the area. The land-bound troops were able to retreat to the safety of their flagship before the snail moved away from the battlefield, and the crew fell down into deck with a thud.

However, the white fluid still rages down below the flagship, and no flying units were able to get close to the naughty unicorn, due to the massive orb hovering over his head, spitting orbs of explosive energy at them. The orb was short-lived, however, when a sound wave matching its frequency of vibration struck the orb. Having his experience as a radio and TV broadcaster, as well as being an excellent student in his physics class, Steven Flex, the TV anchor, was able to find the correct frequency of sound of completely disintegrate the orb. As the sound waves bombarded the explosive orb, the orb trembled, becoming more and more unstable, until it blew up right in the unicorn’s face, knocking him into the rushing current. The unicorn’s recovery was quick, however, as he rose up from the rushing waters, and collecting every drop of the white fluid with him, and with his magic, made the white fluid turn hard and rigid. The once-fluid began to solidify and took shape, forming a gigantic robot, with the unicorn at the helm. The robot swung its arms wildly as it charged at the flagship, with the intent of crushing the flagship into pieces. It’s advances where halted, however, when a 9-ft metallic knight leapt from the fray, and, with one swift jab of his massive javelin, struck the robot right in its kneecaps. The robot roared in agony as it fell, knee first onto the floor, writhing in agony.

“You sir, have not one care about your creations!” A black earth pony named Inky spoke aloud. “If you really want me to show you how to command your creations, please allow me to be your guide!”

Whipping out a paintbrush, Inky swiftly scribbled a painting of a yellow bee on the deck of the flagship. The drawing glowed a golden hue, as an enormous bee popped out from the deck. It flew into the air, and, as it pointed its abdomen at the crippled giant, the explosive stinger on its stomach launched out with a blinding speed, and struck the robot right between the eyes. The robot winced for a moment, before having its head completely eviscerated, its explosion flinging the spoiled unicorn right onto the ground.

The pampered unicorn, now scraped and bruised far beyond his liking, is now in tears.

“You’re all jerks!” He shouted to the crowd. “I didn’t even know you freaks, and you just came in here, and beat me up like a ragdoll! You ought to be ashamed of yourselves!”

The wounded unicorn was beyond furious. He began limping toward the army of men, with his horn ablaze.

“I’m going to beat you all up, and then you’ll all be sorry!”

The crew did not move. Standing in front of the battered unicorn stood a green Pegasus.

“You! You’re the biggest meaning of them all!” The unicorn shouted as he focused all of his magic onto his right hoof.

“I’m going to beat you up! I’m going to beat you all up!”

The green Pegasus did not move. As the unicorn lunged at the Pegasus, with his hoof raised up high, a white mare descended down between the two. The white, slender mare had black, sleek curly hair, and a stylish sniper rifle with a sleek slope. Her name is Rose Thorn; she is Moshi’s right hand mare, who would replace the co-leader in the event of her demise. With a flick of the butt of her rifle, she knocked the completely flustered unicorn onto his flanks.

Moshi was content. Even though his most beloved parent was gone, he can rest easy, knowing that his friends are still alive. He is not alone; his treasure, rather, both he and Zailiner’s treasure are still alive and well. This is what Zail would have wanted him to have. Despite all that had happened, Moshi will be ok from now on.

“It’s over.” Moshi muttered. “There’s no need for anyone to fight anymore.”

The flustered unicorn is fuming. “It’s still not over! My precious fishes aren’t going to let you off! Your galaxy is still done!”
Moshi didn’t mutter a single word. He lifted his hoof up, into the air.

The unicorn jested in rage. “Ha! What are you trying to do? Conjure up some magic again? You want to REALLY turn to stone this time?”

Light began to converge onto his raised hoof. Only this time, the magic was not flowing from his heart; his alicorn horn is gone. Tiny specks of light streamed out from the multitude of his friends, and converged onto his hoof. Moshi’s hoof glowed bright, as massive amounts of magic are gathered in a single, relatively tiny spot. There was more magic in his hoof than an alicorn could ever manage to muster. The chamber trembled at the ultimate power being collected inside of him; for this singular, brief moment, Moshi had become more powerful being in the galaxy.

Everything has a tiny bit of magic in them. If abused, the magic could be completely stripped, and it would be gone for good. But when left in the right hands, magic could have an endless source of power that could give rise to a miracle….

A miracle that we were all waiting for.

The green Pegasus struggled to turn off the digital alarm ringing beside his bed. His eyes winced as the raw solar beams shone through his radiation-protection window. He is on board BBTS/Syndicate union ship, a reconstituted space station, formed from two flagships with different origins, that shelters hundreds of mercenaries and bounty hunters, most of them ponies and pony related. As the captain of this fine space station, as well as the leader of the BBTS mercenary corp, it is his job to tend to the mountains of paper works to be signed, and massive amounts of on-board complaints to be addressed. However, the green Pegasus can rest easy for today, knowing that his own adopted baby dragon Spike, along with all of the other elite members of the syndicate, shall tend to those paper works with their flawless forged Moshi signatures, and his newly-appointed co-captain Rose Thorn shall tend to the complaints... in her own, snipey, shooty, and cool kind of way. Indeed, his loving team mates have spared no expense to allow their own dear leader to have today off, for today is their Clan Leader Moshi's Very birthday; the first birthday that he’s going to have, after he just saved the world.

BBTS Fanfic Epilogue: A New Day

The amusement park in Argon-9 is filled with colorful ponies and other creatures coming from their own different part of life. The kid-friendly theme park entertained no children, no teens nor noisy infants today; the B.B.T.S. and Syndicate Conglomerate had rented out the entire park in honor of their leader’s special day. Despite saving the entire universe from a threat most foul, things seemed to have not changed drastically since the last time they held a birthday party in this very place. The world may be saved, but life seemed to go on. Rather, perhaps this normality is a prize that was worth fighting for. Party balloons filled the sky as Moshi’s loyal companions sang of their leader’s deeds, all the while consuming copious amounts of overly-sweet snacks. Shinx, the bluish fluff cat grumbled as he was forced to pay for refills on his salads, while Steven Flex interviewed the clan members, as both the reporter and the owner of the Galactic News, the #1 most popular news network in the galaxy. On the other end of the park, members of the B.B.T.S. faced off against the (now seven) dreaded leaders of the syndicate, who boasts as the masters of the bumper carts. Back near the poolside, a black and spoiled unicorn, now a proud member of the BBTS subdivision, managed the task of dishing out prizes for his bottle stand; for each stack of bottle that a pony knocks down, they get a neat little plastic bag, containing a tiny fish, the size of a hoof, that devours discord and chaos, and promote peace and harmony across the land. All the mercenaries in this brony-friendly clan were having a grand time celebrating their beloved captain’s birthday, blissfully unaware of the dangers creeping up toward the Ferris wheel.

“GREETINGS! IT HAD CERTAINLY BEEN A LONG TIME, HASN’T IT?!”

Moshi shifted his gaze toward the top of the Ferris wheel. A lone hooded humanoid figure stood atop the highest of the Ferris wheels. His voice aged, as he issued his commands in a more imposing tone.

“For those of you who has had no idea about who I am, as I could see that there are some fresh new faces since our encounter last time, MY NAME IS OBELISK! THE DESTORYER OF WORLDS! AFTER MY BITTER DEFEAT AT THIS VERY PARK LAST TIME, I HAVE RETURNED TO THIS pathetically nostalgic PLANET IN ORDER TO, ONCE AGAIN, REVIVE THE FALLEN PRINCE OF THE MAD, THE CHIMERA KING HIMSELF! THIS WORLD SHALL TREMBLE IN FEAR… for a second time, AS I SUMMON THE LORD OF THE NEATHER BACK INTO THE LIVING-“

The hooded man paused as he spotted a slender white sniper pony standing beside him. “ Pardon the intrusion, good sir, but I’m afraid that I have to ask you to leave. The B.B.T.S. and Syndicate Conglomerate had rented out the amusement park for the day in honor of our great leader’s day of birth. I’m terribly sorry about this inconvenience; here is a voucher that would allow you free entry into the park at a different date-”

Obelisk gleefully accepted the certificate, happy that he could return to the amusement park as a different date. His tone changed quickly however, as he resumed his rant.

“Even though you have experienced the pain of the prince of chaos before, I just have to say that YOU HAVE NO IDEA THE PAIN AND CHAOS THAT IS ABOUT TO BE INFLICTED UPON YOU AND YOUR KIND FOR A SECOND TIME!” He raised a special incense into the air, and surrounded himself with a fine mist.

“RATHER THAN WASTING EVERYONE’S TIME ON MY SILLY RITUALS as I could see that everyone is eager to enjoy the rest of their day without my prudent interruptions, I SHALL EXPEDITE THE PROCESS! COME FORTH! THE PRINCE OF CHAOS!”

The planets very foundation began to shake; a red ritualistic symbol formed to the ground, and a crack began opening in the center. A gigantic bear paw rose from beneath the expanding crack, and pushed itself against the firm ground, lifting up a humongous horned draconiques goliath with it. The horned gigalith returned to this planet with a hefty leap, causing a minor quake as he landed his hooves to the ground.

“Well, this is interesting.” Rose thorn commented, as she loaded her sniper rifle with the holy bullets of order. “I suppose I’ll try the new shooting range for a bit.”

The rest of the clan members rose to action. Ponies, Pegasus, unicorns, syndicates, dragons, humans, humanoids, lizards, bees, artists, cats… every able hand rose to action, to face off against the prince of chaos, some for a second time. Moshi flew out in front of the army of his loyal friends, charging toward the beast head first. He was not afraid, because he knew, deep down….
They’re going to make a miracle.

~End~

Dear Clan Leader Moshi:

Holy muffle balls. It is done. It’s complete. It’s over. I have never believed that I could have finish this, what with my pharmacy program just starting, and work is beginning to pile up. But here we are today, with things nicely wrapped up. Thanks for your support people; I owe each and every one of you for your support. Well, this is it. I can rest easy knowing that one of my biggest project is done and over with, and I can now focus more on my school work. Thank you all for your patience with me, and have a very, very BBTS night!

Sincerely,

Spike BBTS