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// A beautiful blaze 
// Story: Equestria's flame 
// by Lon35hadow 
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	A few hours have passed since I talked with Celestia, and I was currently in my own train car on its way to Ponyville. I didn't need any guards, as most ponies who tried to rob a train, Celestia told me, work on terror tactics, and the fact I was able to match Celestia in raw power-even if it wasn't as all around as her's- made it to where there was little that could intimidate me currently.

I had been in the train car for near thirty minutes, playing around with my flame abilities to keep myself entertained when it began to slow, and I lurched forward slightly as I deactivated my powers so as to avoid any unnecessary fires.

Once the train was at a full stop, the doors opened, and I got up and made my way outside, expecting to see a lavender unicorn, but was surprised when no one came forward, though I did hear a lot of "ohh"s and "awww"s, and made my way there, taking care to not damage my glass heels on the stone roads.

Upon reaching what I assumed to be the town square, I saw a large, multi-colored crowd, which was also the source of the noises. "Pardon me, excuse me," I said as I tried to make my way to the front of the crowd to see what the commotion was about.

After quite a bit of difficulty, with some of the ponies making me want to burn them alive for how rude they were-which included attempted gropes that led to me having to reign in my past-self and a few burnt hands as the result- I was reached the front of the crowd- next to Rarity and Twilight-with Rarity wearing a white designer dress and Twilight a pair of jeans and a blue shirt- while Rainbow was on a stage, one I remembered from watching this show with Lilly. Hello, Miss Braggart, I was hoping to not see you here.

So, yeah, Trixie was giving her story of how she defeated an Ursa "Major" She had just finished saying she had made it flee back to its cave, which is when I decided to speak up.

"Oh, and where's the proof of that?" I asked, crossing my arms. "Surely they gave you something as a token of their gratitude?

As the crowd looked at me, some with looks of confusion, though Trixie had one of anger. "Hmph," she said. "Of course a deformed pony would say something like that to make one like the Great and Powerful Trixie look false!"

"Then show us something as proof," I said with a small smirk. "That is, unless you're making it up."

"Yeah!" Spike-who looked pretty much the same as his show counter-part- said.

And then the cancer known as Snips and Snails came to Trixie's defense. Yay.

"Hey, stop it!" Snips yelled. "Why would somepony as Great and Powerful as Trixe lie!?"

And here we go. "Because," I said as I strode forward, "she seems to be the insecure type who's not happy with being a nobody, and would do anything to be someone, even lie. I should know, I've dealt with people like that before. Either she's telling the truth about her magical capabilities, or she's lying, and I'm willing to bet and prove the second one." As I finished the sentence, I stepped up onto the stage.

"Well, if you wish to be utterly embarrassed, at least you can say it was by the Great and Powerful Trixie!"

"Just shut up," I said. "Your voice itself is annoying, and let's not even touch on the third person speak. Now, then, I think I'll go first." With that, I brought both my hands up by my side and created trails of flame that didn't at all burn me, using my aura to change the coloring to to random but subdued colors so as to add a little flair to them before spinning, creating embers in the air that alternated colors as well. After the spin, I clapped my hands together, creating a large flash and a small boom. When the light faded, I was now wearing a black dress that seemed to be made of silk with gems of red strewn into it, along with a pair of black gloves. I put my right hand on my hips and said, "Try and top that." There was some applauding from the audience at that as well.

"Oh, that was simply fabulous," I heard Rarity in the audience say.

Trixie scoffed. "That dress is nothing but fire overlaid with a protective spell," she said before water poured on me. Though I was pissed she had ruined my hair, the dress, much to Trixie's anger, remained. Definitely need to experiment there. Maybe it's that black glass, given it does seem to reflect a little. Still, I was bale to use my Semblance to dry my hair at least to where it didn't stick to me.

"Im-impossible!" Trixie shouted. "The only way for the dress to be there-"

"Is if it was real. And I said to try and top it, not disprove it. So, Miss 'Great and Powerful'-top it. That is, unless you can't."

"Fine!" she yelled before doing what I had done, resulting in a dress matching her coat in terms of main with it matching her hair and tail in secondary, with elaborate designs. "Ha!" she yelled. "Trixie is not only Great and Powerful, but also-" her upcoming rant was cut short as a bucket of water was thrown on her from the audience, and the dress faded.

"A fraud," I smugly said. "So, you really want to stay here, or move on to the next batch of ponies?"

"I think that I'll go," Trixie said before I left the stage, only to be rushed by A: Rarity and B: Twilight, the latter recognizing me as Celestia's guest-I'm guessing she sent a picture- and the former complimenting my dress.

I held up my hand to stop them both. "One at a time, please," I said before looking at Twilight. "Twilight Sparkle, I presume?"

"Y-yes," the lavender unicorn said nervously. "Sorry i wasn't at the train station. I was on my way there when Snips and Snails, those two unicorn colts who were defending Trixie, pretty much rammed into Spike, and I chased after them, and I lost track of time."

"No apologies needed," I said with a small smile. "I never did like individuals like her." Even if you used to be one. Can somebody say hypocrite? It's not being hypocritical if I don't do it anymore.

I then looked at Rarity. "And you are?"

"Rarity Belle," Rarity said. "Twilight said a friend of the Princess was coming to have a few dresses designed by me, but I must say, Miss. . ."

"Cinder Fall."

"Miss Fall, that you're current dress is exquisite already."

"Thank you," I said, "but I had no idea I could do this, and I have no idea what happened to the outfit I had on when I got here, so I still need some outfits. Nothing too fancy, though."

"Of course," Rarity said. "And you don't need to worry about paying. Princess Celestia already sent payment, and even then, as a friend of the Princess, I'd be doing this as a favor for her and you."

"Then I guess we'd better get started, then, I suppose?"

"Oh, I suppose," Rarity said. "Please follow me, darling, and I'll be bale to get started." With that, the white unicorn turned around, and I followed, eager to get more than one outfit.




Manehattan

It was a rainy day in the city, a heavy downpour, really. As such, the only ones outside were those at work or those in their way there. As a result of this, nopony noticed a small flash in a random alleyway, with none near it to see it of hear three individuals-one wearing a white coat over a black shirt with a black hat and orange hair and a cane, the second being female with mint green hair and wearing an intricate white top and olive, shallow cut undershirt, along with white pants and brown chaps that end at her calves and an overlong, twice wrapped belt, along with a silver armband on her left arm, and a green beads on her forearm near her wrist. The third figure was a male wearing a slate gray and black two-tone partial-zip jacket, that covers his upper body, along with a black pants, a single notched belt, and a sash. On his arms were a set of rebraces and vambraces.

"Oh, my head," the female said as she and her compatriots stood up. "The hell happened?"

"No idea, but I have a feeling it's got something to do with that a-hole from earlier," the first male said as he stood up and put the cane across his right shoulder. "If so, can't wait to make him pay." He then looked at the female. "Hey, Liz, you look different."

"Yeah, you two, James," she said as the second male stood up. "Can't say the same the Jacob, though."

"Well, any idea where we are?"

"Nope," the orange haired man said. "And I think it'd be best if we got out of the rain so we don't get a cold, and maybe find someone to ask about that."

"Agreed," the other two said before the three made their way out of the alley, and towards a nearby hotel the was across the street.