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// Chapter 6: Angles 
// Story: The Lives of Doctor Whooves 
// by GrandSpellcaster 
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	Starlight was laying in an open field just looking at the endless horizon of the alien planet that they had landed on. Her grandfather was working on some part of the TARDIS and Lecture and Tender Touch were off exploring. Lecture had insisted since he could use his leg again, however there wasn't too much to see in an open field on an alien planet that had no sentient life.
There was a loud clanking noise from the TARDIS as the Doctor stepped out looking more the a little mad, "Starlight, do you know where the other two went? I'm done messing with the Capsule for today."
Starlight sighed and sat up, turning to face her grandfather she pointed passed the TARDIS towards another part of the field, "they went that way" she said getting up completely, "shall I go get them?" She asked as she neared her grandfather.
"Yes that would be nice." He said walking back into the TARDIS.
She walked past the TARDIS towards where she believed the two of them were at. The two of them were laying on their backs looking at clouds and pointing at them. Starlight called out to them, "Tender! Lecture! Grandfather says it's time to go." 
The two of them got up and walked over to Starlight, "What did you say sweetie?" Tender asked.
"Grandfather's ready to go" Starlight repeated.
The Trio began their walk back to the TARDIS, but as they neared they heard an odd whistling sound. They looked up towards where the sound was coming from and saw a small red dot shoot across the sky right towards the TARDIS. Tender instinctively used her magic to create a barrier around the three unicorns as the red hot thing smacked into the TARDIS at an odd angle. The resulting explosion from the impact sent the TARDIS flying off through the air.
Starlight immediately broke out of the shield and went chasing after the TARDIS and watched it land on its side, roll a few times, then end up with resting on its side with the doors facing her. The doors opened and the Doctor was standing sideways, he looked at the grass covered ground of the planet and sighed at the fact that it was to his left. He climbed out of the Capsule and just looked back at it. "One of these days I'll fix that." he said turning towards Starlight as she ran up to him. 
"Grandfather! Are you okay?" she asked. 
"Yes. Yes child. I'm fine." He assured her as he began to walk towards the object that had hit his Capsule. As he walked along Tender and Lecture ran up to him, they tried to talk but he was on a mission to find out what had struck his Capsule. 
As he neared the crater that now occupied the spot that his Capsule was in he began to feel a sense of dread and despair. He looked into the crater and saw a pony, not just any pony, a pegasus with wings at least three times as large as a normal pegasus's. Its coat was golden and glowing slightly, its short mane was the exact same color. Its eyes flickered open and were a stark contrast of its coat, blacker then the deepest part of space. It staggered to its feet and looked up at the Grey stallion that was looking down at him. 
"You are not of this world?" The glowing pony said to the Doctor. It's voice was both high and low in pitch simultaneously.
"I could say the same of you" The Doctor replied to the glowing pony. 
Starlight poked her head over the edge of the crater to see who her grandfather had addressed. She gasped at the sight of the glowing pony, "it’s beautiful" she said her mouth hanging open.
"Thank you" The pony said folding it wings so compactly that it appeared it didn't even have any. 
Long Lecture and Tender had seen the pony shortly after Starlight and were simply speechless at it's golden majesty.
The Doctor looked grimly at the pony in the crater, "Are you named?" He asked.
"We're all named, you simply can't hear them." The pony replied.
"But are you named?" The Doctor insisted.
"I guess technically, though it's more of a title." 
"What are you two talking about?" Tender asked. 
When it was clear that the Doctor and the other pony weren't listening to her Starlight told her, "Grandfather's asked how important our visitor is. If it has a name we can comprehend then we won't have to help it" 
"I am the Angle of Death" The pony said simply, and yet there was a sense of dread that fell over the ponies as he finished saying 'Death'.
"Are you here to drag us to Tartarus?" The Doctor asked cautiously.
The sound of children's laughter came from the Angle, "I see my reputation precedes me. However I stopped say that a long time ago." He said with a grin that filled the ponies with a feeling of content.
"Were you attacked?" The Doctor asked.
"Yes." the Angle of Death answered.
"Who would attack a Neutral?" Starlight asked completely baffled that somepony would consider that a good idea.
"What's a Neutral?" Tender asked Starlight.
Starlight whispered back, "It's his species official name, they serve neither Chaos nor Harmony, and instead seek to make a balance. They also tend not to pick sides in any conflict, except special circumstances." 
"Welens" The Angle of Death answered the earlier question and the Doctor and Starlight both stood still, not sure how to respond.
After a few moments of silence the Doctor said "Well then, we better get going." 
"Grandfather we have to help it." Starlight said.
"No I don't! It's the Angle of Death! It's plenty strong enough to take care of them" The Doctor said, then he ordered the ponies to the Capsule.
Just as Tender and Lecture were about head for the TARDIS a ship decloaked above them, and several smaller ships began to fly out of an opening in its side. As soon  they landed in a semicircle around them a group of partially cybernetic ponies stepped out. 
The metal on their body was somewhere between grey and blue. Their coats were various shades of blue and they were maneless. Each one of them were missing their left eye and they had a saddle looking piece of equipment imbedded into their back. None of them had hooves, instead where they should have been there was more of the blue metal. They had metal over their flanks and they didn't appear to have tails.
"You are the Angle of Death?" One of them with a shoulder pads on is asked.
The Angle of Death looked up at the Welen commander looking down in the crater at him, "No...I'm Sutekh"
"Sarcasm is unbecoming to one of you race" One of the other Welens said.
"Good thing I'm barley a Neutral anymore." The Angle of Death said.
"We intend to fix that" The commander with the shoulder pads said as several other Welens carried out a small box and a large cylinder from the ship and set it down upright.
A pair of them descended into the crater and as the Angle of Death began to open his wings to fight back but one of them activated the box and his wings folded back down. Their metal hooves apparently had claws and they used them to grab the Angle and drag him up by the cylinder.
One of the Welens that had helped carry out the cylinder interacted with the touchscreen and a small hole opened in the side of it. The Welens that were holding the Angle grabbed his left forehoof and shoved it into the hole. There was a scream of agony from the Angle of Death as he tried to wrench his hoof out of the machine all the while he spat warnings, "You don't know what you’re doing! You'll only destroy yourselves!"
Starlight, Tender, and Lecture  tried to run to help him but every time any one of the ponies tried to get any closer than the crater the Welens would point their back and hoof mounted weapons at them. 
The Doctor on the other hoof had no intention of getting involved with the affairs of the Welens and the Angle of Death and continuously suggested that they all get to the Capsule. But his words of wisdom fell on deaf ears. 
Eventually they pulled the Angle's hoof out of the machine and the commander said, "You are no longer needed." At that the Angle limped over to where the ponies had been watching from. 
"Are you alright!?" Tender asked as soon as he passed the Welen guards that had been keeping them back.
"No! None of us are alright! And it's not just because of the magic blocker" He said clutching his hoof, which was covered with tiny scars that let his golden blood flow out slowly.
"That's the block, but what's the cylinder?" The Doctor asked his curiosity getting the better of him.
"A Welen Time Line Snatcher. The Welen's use it to bring back Generals and great worriers from their past to help them win wars."
"I didn't even know that this cycle of Welens had any this time around" The Doctor said.
"They shouldn't!" The Angle said the loathing clear in his voice. "The Dilus tried to destroy them all the last time the Welen race was stamped out of existence."
Before anypony could talk the Time Line Snatcher began to sputter and shake, the machine produced an antenna and electricity began to spark from it. More and more electricity sparked and eventually it made a swirling, multicolored, vortex. From the vortex a being wrapped in rags and tattered clothing that looked like it could have once been a uniform. Its golden wings were far to long for its body. Its black eyes were darker them the blackest black hole. 
As it exited the vortex it looked around at the Welens. Before the Welens magic jammer could take effect, the being from the vortex shouted, "I am the Angle of Death! And I'm here to drag you to Tartarus!" Then with a single flap of its enormous wings a storm of feathers shot out and hit every Welen in the chest. The feathers went straight through them without a mark and stopped every one of their hearts.
A few of the feathers were going to hit the ponies but the much older Angle managed to block them by forcing its own wings out. The young rag covered Angle whistled and narrowed his eyes, "You dare stop me!?!"
The older Angle turned towards the others, "He broke the magic jammer with one of his feathers! I'll distract him why you reverse the process and send him home."
The Doctor had heard the storied of the Angle and he wasn't about to let this monster rampage through the universe, again. So he agreed to help.
The older Angle opened his wings and began to walk towards his younger self, and with a smile and a polite tone "Hello, I'm a bit older and wiser now. Forgive my manners, I'm the Angle of Death." his voice grew serious for the last bit, "And My Wings Are Clipped!" as soon as he said that he lunged at his younger self, tackling him. 
"Why would you attack yourself?!" The younger angle asked as he hit back fiercely with his wings.
"Because, I know what you'll do this nice planet otherwise!" The older one yelled back delivering a blow that would wind any normal pony.
The younger one finally noticed the Welen ship that had been hovering overhead and shoved the older one away from him. "I see now! You forgave the Welens and now you're protecting them!" The younger one accused. 
"I moved on! And I can't allow you to destroy them" The older one said figuring what his younger counterpart would do. Though it wasn't a sure thing to him, he couldn't remember doing any of this, and it scared him. 
"I will never forgive them!" The younger one yelled and shot up towards the ship. 
The older one's plan had worked, he had gotten his younger self away from the machine and now all he had to do was halfheartedly protect the Welen's.



On the ground, as soon as the Angles had shot up towards the ship the ponies had rushed to the machine. The Doctor and Starlight looked at the interface and saw that it was designed for the metal hooves of the Welens not the normal ones of the ponies. "What do we do?" Starlight asked her grandfather.
"I don't know. Wait I got an idea!" He turned towards Lecture and Tender, "use your magic to pry open the panel just below the interface. But be careful, if you pry too hard you might break something necessary to send the Angel back." They began to do as he ordered.



The two angles were tearing their way through like the metal was paper, even though it was built to resist some of the stronger warheads of the time. The younger Angle would try to destroy some Welens and the older one would always get in the way to protect them. 
As the younger one cut into the mess hall the older one flew into his younger self and they went through the wall out of the hall. The younger one finally got mad at this and grabbed its older counterpart with its wings and began to throw him around. "You shouldn't have clipped your wings! Knocking you out will be a cinch." The younger one spat and smacked his older self through a few walls.



Down on the ground
The two unicorns had just finished removing what had first appeared as a panel but turned out to be another part of the interface. "What if we remove one of the Welens hooves and just use that?" Starlight suggested.
The Doctor wasn't so sure about that idea, "The prosthetic is wired into their nervous system, it might be hard to get off." But Lecture had already torn one off.
"Here" he said giving the hoof to the Doctor. The Doctor shook it a few times to get the Welen's green ooze off.
The Doctor gently put the hoof onto part of the interface and it lit up in compliance. He used the hoof as a stylist on a touchscreen and began to work through the process of sending the younger Angle of death back to his one time zone. 



Up in the ship
The older Angle of Death was taking a beating from its younger self. He had done pretty well but his younger self kept getting 'lucky' shots in and it was starting to feel pain again. Then the younger angle hit it in the face with a smack from its wing and sent the older one flying.
The younger angle smirked, "Your weak, I'm never becoming like you old one!" 
"Oh I think you will" the older one said getting to its hooves facing away from its younger self. The older one grinned and its teeth were like daggers, "You will become exactly like me!" it turned to face its younger counterpart and smiled. "Because I'm starting to remember this fight and if I remember correctly" He paused for les then a second and when the older Angle of Death spoke again it spoke from behind it's younger self, "I remember my leg being broken" With that the older Angle gently poked its younger self in the leg, and the younger one's femur snapped in two.



Back on the ground
The Doctor had navigated his way around the touch pad and found out exactly where and when to send the younger Angle of Death. He set the time and place into the settings and began the process to make the vortex to send him home.



Up in the ship
The older Angle of Death looked down on its younger, stupider, and injured self. The Older one was no longer golden but completely black, "You'll forget most of this." It said as it loomed over itself. "But that's okay, this will be your inspiration to become stronger than you are, and you'll win the war because you lost this fight with an opponent that was holding back. It won't be worth it though and you'll regret what you'll do to get this power. But you'll need it." 
Then they both felt it, the tear in time and space, technically though they felt the chaos that the tear was causing. "Looks like it's time for you to return." The Black one said grinning with his sharp teeth. The older Angle of Death grabbed its younger self by a wing and tore his way through the ship to the portal. The older one turned back to normal and dove for the portal and through its younger self into it at an incredible speed. He landed gracefully as the Doctor turned the portal off. The Angle of Death began, "Thank you for helping me to stop the Welens plot to weaponize my much more violent self. Do you still need the Snatcher?" 
The Doctor said, "No. Actu..." He was interrupted by the Angle flapping his wings and a hail of feathers tore the machine to scraps. Almost immediately the grass around it withered and died. 
"I needed to remove your blood from the Snatcher!" The Doctor scolded.
"My blood will stop when it stops hitting life" The grass slowly began to die in a larger and larger circle around the Snatcher, "I don't recommend you eat the grass."
The Doctor glared at him, "For all you know this could be the cradle for sentient life one this planet!" 
"Oh well" The Angle said, "it's what I do."
The Doctor just glared at him.
The Angle turned to Starlight and asked "Why couldn't I remember what just happened when I was younger?" 
"Your time line was out of sync. Basically you created some paradoxes, you touched your past self too much, or you changed or were an important aspect of your life." 
"I think I did the last two" The Angle said, "Thank you again." he said and the Doctor motioned for the ponies to get into the sideways Capsule. 
The Doctor muttered something about "private chat" and closed the doors once everypony was in the Capsule, then turned to the Angle of Death. "I got your psychic signals what did you want to say?" 
"Doctor I need to tell you that every time I near your home world I feel a strong sense of duty." 
"And that means?" 
"That there are going to be a lot of deaths there" The Angle said.
"I'm afraid I'm going to need more than that."
"That's all I have." The Angle replied.
"So at some point in the possibly near future a lot of death is going to happen on my homeworld." 
"Yes. Also if you need help and I am near I will be there when you call me." He said plucking a feather from his wing, "Simply call my name and cast this to the wind" He gave the Doctor the feather.
"And should you not come, then I've lost the feather." 
"It will always be return to your pocket, no madder what your wearing." Then he opened his wings for a flap and as he brought them down he vanished into the upper atmosphere of the planet.
The Doctor placed the feather inside his coat and climbed into the knocked over Time Capsule, he walked over to the consul and began to put in coordinates. "Time to learn about love" He said as he placed the Capsule in flight.