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// Re-Chapter Six 
// Story: Beautiful Rainbows, Unicorns, and Rainbow Unicorns 
// by GamingWolf 
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	A buzz slowly erupted in the streets of Cloudsdale. Citizens watched in awe and wonder and awed wonder as the guards pulled a massive rock on an equally massive platform. Many saw this as a chance to take pictures of something new. Without warning   the rock exploded violently. 
The boiling hot steam it emitted burned the twelve guards connected to the platform. Chunks of rock ripped through many defenseless pegasi and embedded into a few cloud buildings. The guards writhed on the ground in agony, only to stare up at a creature in horror. A giant, six-winged creature hovered above them, wielding a menacing scythe, and as black as the darkest shadow; two glowing crimson orbs observed the chaos it just created. 
Bulwark Defense thought his short twenty-three-year life was over when the phantom reached out its five-clawed arm towards him. When he closed his eyes, he suddenly felt the burning sensation and pain lift from him. He finally got the courage to open his eyes and saw the phantom touch his comrade, healing them in a black aura. 
The screaming pegasi saw what the creature was doing, and their fear left them. Instead, they were bringing their wounded friends and family to it, begging for its assistance. It held out its hand and everypony went silent. Slowly raising its arms, all the wounded pegasi were enveloped in a shadowy aura and their injuries instantly healed. It gently placed them on the ground when it finished.
"My. . . deepest. . . apologies," it spoke slowly with a raspy voice. "I mean. . . you all. . . no harm." It snapped its fingers and the scythe disappeared. Shouting grabbed its attention as a grey pegasus landed in the street with a terrible crash. It set foot on the clouds and walked up to the grey colored, amber eyed pegasus. "Excuse me. . . where am I?"
The wall-eyed pegasus looked up at the imposing figure before her, "You are in Cloudsdale!" she informed him cheerfully. "If you don't mind me saying, you are the strangest looking pegasus pony I have ever seen." She circled around the dark figure. "Six wings, that's neat!" 
"I am not. . . a pegasus. . . nor a pony," the phantom figure stated. "I am a Reaver. . . reaper of souls. . . and agent of Death. My name. . . is Darqlon. . . God of Shadow. . . Lord of the Night."
"Oh. . . you must be like Princess Luna then!" she said with glee. 
"Princess Luna? Is she your ruler?" he questioned. 
The pegasi now circled around the shadowy figure and grey pegasus.
"Yes! Well, she co-rules with her sister, Princess Celestia."
"Excuse me.... sir?" Bulwark Defense finally spoke up, gaining the eyes and attention of everypony. "We were just on our way to take you to see them before all of this happened."
The specter suddenly hovered into the air, without so much as flapping his wings, or disturbing the clouds, "Then. . . we should get going."

"You insolent wyrm!" Queen Chrysalis shouted, "Do you know who I am?!"
The ground trembled as an enormous obsidian dragon landed before her. Shrouding it in sand momentarily. 
"I warned you to leave me be, yet you and your army persisted!" the dragon boomed. 
"Trespassing on my land means instant death!" she hissed. 
"As does attacking me," it growled, narrowing its sapphire eyes at the changeling queen. 
"Attack!" Queen Chrysalis commanded.
The dragon reared its hulking body, crashed back down, and spat blue flame from his toothy maw; instantly incinerating his attackers and the big, pony-bug thing that challenged him.   
From a nearby plateau, a group of guards watches the battle. 
"Lieutenant, should we inform Princess Celestia about this?" a white pegasus guard asked the decorated pegasus.
"Absolutely," the Lieutenant said grimly, after a moment of silence, lowering her binoculars from her face. 


Help! Monster!

That was all the letter from King Gallus read; blood smeared the bottom half of the parchment.
The princess sisters exchanged a terrified expression. 
Two more letters popped up between the princesses. 
After reading the first message, Princess Luna sighed, "A dragon? A dragon! As if we could not get any worse news!"
Princess Celestia shared her sister's sorrow and opened the second letter. Thankfully, it was good news: the team to Manehattan had no troubles nor complications. They had retrieved a fairly large obelisk-like relic and were on their way back.
Princess Celestia summoned a parchment and quill from her desk and began responding to Twilight's letter. She heard a faint pop and rolled her eyes when Luna had disappeared. Hopefully, her next talk with Luna will not be interrupted by missives so she could finally tell Luna what was on her mind about the alien Luna had become smitten with. 

Adam tossed the book down on the ground. He could not comprehend the scribbles the pages held. With his fingers laced behind his head, he laid his head back on the pillow and stared at the domed, grey ceiling above. He really needed to use the restroom. When his search of the room came up empty of a container to do his business in, the thought of using the silver lid became more enticing.
Suddenly, Princess Luna poofed into the room, making him nearly soiling himself. She posed in front of him with one hoof raised, her head held high, with her astral mane and tail, flowing on an invisible wind.
"Did thou miss us?" she asked with a wink.
"Yes!" he whimpered. "I reallyreallyreallyreallyreallyreallyreallyreallyreallyreally," he gasped for air, "Really need to use the restroom!" 
"We suppose we should have thought of that earlier," she turned to exit the room and giggled, "Follow me."
Adam immediately went to her side, holding his legs together, which along with the face and dance he did, made Luna giggle.
"I am glad my suffering brings you such happiness, Princess," he hissed between his teeth. 
The guards were surprised to see Princess Luna open the door to the room. 
"We will be escorting our new guest to a new room. Come," she addressed her guards, who obediently followed.
Both guards stared up at the alien in awe, who was easily a head taller than Celestia. 
"How's it going?" the alien waved to them, "The name's Adam."