• Published 9th Jun 2012
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Vilotyne - Lemuractionnews



Princess Celestia struggles to return to her throne after the attack on Canterlot.

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Chapter 5

The minister of defense was in his office straightening his tie. His heart beat louder than the roar of the cloud making machines he had heard when he was on business in cloudsdale about a month ago. The palace unicorns who gave him that cloud-walking spell had joked about how nervous he had looked then. It's nothing compared to now He thought with a groan. A young cadet came to his open door, he stood straight and saluted.

"They're ready for you sir." His voice was tough and staccato. Ferdinand picked up his mug and gulped down the rest of his coffee, making doubly sure not to get any on his clothes. He gave a satisfied sigh and stood up from his chair.

"Well, let's not keep them waiting." he said, trotting to the door. Outside of his office his escort formed up around him and they began marching through the palace hallways on their way to the auditorium.


Luna greeted everyone in the lobby of the high court's chamber. She had called in everyone that had something to do with the government. The janitor of the statespony's washroom was utterly confused on why he was being ushered into the giant circular room. The room was not meant to house more than the court that ruled on Celestia's behalf, no more than 600 ponies in total. The room was being packed to the brim and those that couldn't be fit inside would try to listen from the lobby or the hallway.

The very center of the room was blocked off by Luna's guards who were desperately trying not to get crushed by the tidal wave of bodies. The princess glanced at the clock and saw she was out of time to pack all these ponies in. She muttered a teleportation spell and in an instant she was in front of an audience that threatened to burst the walls of the chamber.


Vilotyne lurked through the central ring of security at Canterlot palace silently. He had guessed the patrols' routes and was able to get past them rather easily. Now when he was at the front door of where he needed to go there was two stationary guards right in front of the door. So this is the great nexus of magic I've read so much about he thought. A patrolman marched up to the two guardsponies.

"Hey, I have to go to the little civil-servant's room. Can one of you go watch my patrol?" He asked nonchalantly. The other two giggled a bit and one trotted off to go cover his position. The patrolpony made for the hallway that Vilotyne was eavesdropping from, he dashed silently to a giant ornamental vase and got behind it. When the guard closed the door to the bathroom Vilotyne moved the vase in front of it.

"Stop right there." Vilotyne's muscles seized up.


The minister walked out in front of his audience of generals, tacticians, and strategists and took a deep breath.

"Fillies and gentlecolts, we are on the precipice of a new age, an age that I have foreseen. The new era that will open the eyes of the regular mare and stallion to the secrets of their beloved government." He scanned the audience, they were intrigued. "Soldiers, generals, and all who bear the crest... let me open your eyes." his eyes looked to the screen behind him as it was illuminated with the light of four stage-lamps.


Luna slammed her hoof down upon the podium and spoke with malice.

"Friends and coworkers! The blight of ignorance must be lifted from our country's fair politicians, and indeed our whole populace! This disease of horrendous foresight and mindless brainwashing that my own sister has placed upon us all must stop immediately! I come before you not to beg for power, I am here to educate you on the heresy my own family has committed against the government as well as it's citizens, in hopes that you may forgive me for standing idly by." The politicians were speechless, they whispered among themselves.


Vilotyne was light on his hooves as he spun around and delivered a swift punch to the guard's head. His hoof ricocheted off his metal helmet and the brown-maned stallion cried out in pain. The guard charged vilotyne into the wall and his hat flew to the floor. The guard withdrew and his victim slid to the floor, a scarlet streak ran down his muzzle.

"Alright buddy, let's get you to a nice cozy cell eh?" he moved to pick up the injured stallion but he was forced back by buck to the head. The guard's helmet rolled down the hallway, it's simple rumbling sound was almost enough to drown out the cries and knocking on the door of the bathroom. Vilotyne limped up to the crumbled heap of a pony whilst wiping the blood from his mouth. His eyes were absent.

He trotted lazily to the nexus door where he spotted the guard's supply of some sort of wine laying on a windowsill. Must be boring to be a guard the battered pony thought with a laugh as he filled a glass.


"This is the mare who currently leads us." The minister shot a hoof at the picture of Celestia "This also is the mare who had no official policy for an invasion of the homeland. When the changelings were marching up our streets we had no plan of attack. We lost thousands of bits in property damage, not to mention our lives all for her!" He extended his hoof to the picture again, he heard some enraged yells of agreement throughout the crowd. The minister was on a roll.

"My statistics show we could have held them if we were organized. I tried to propose it to our mighty princess of the sun but she wouldn't see me! Her ignorance will drive this kingdom to ruin if we don't act now soldiers! Need more proof? Everyone remembers the nightmare moon incident, she had mysteriously 'disappeared' without a trace!" His voice bellowed malevolence "Our leader is not only incompetent, but she is also a treacherous coward." the crowd exploded and cheered for blood.


"Discord, the changelings, and even me as nightmare moon. Did my sister step in and get down and dirty when any of these catastrophic events occurred? She either helped in small ways or not at all! Celestia has never been there for us my friends. She sent her own flesh and blood to another planet for a thousand years when there were obvious alternatives! She wanted power and she wanted me out of the way, the only reason I'm back is because she thinks me to be too off-tune with the public to ever have sway over her. Well, at least now she knows I have integrity..." her voice trailed off. A mare stood up from her seat and declared.

"No Luna, you have more than that. You have me, I stand by your side."

"As do I." A bearded stallion said as he too stood from his seat.

"And I!" After a mere five minutes everyone in the court chamber was standing.


Vilotyne walked down the stairs and into the giant cylindrical room that held the nexus. The walls were covered in stone tiles each one had a unique glowing sigil in the middle. In the middle of the room was a giant cyan beam of pure magical essence.

"So this is how old Tia keeps Equestria free from unspeakable dangers." He said examining the sigils with his drink still in hand.

At the bottom he saw a large circular seal which seemed to attract the essence from all of the sigils and amplify them to the top of the room through the beam, as well as some rock that had fallen long ago from the ceiling. He set his drink on the rock and walked to what seemed to be the control panel of the beam. There were twelve small runes set up in some sort of sliding mechanism.

"This one represents harmony... there's mysticism... ah here we are, chaos." the rune had dark red blots all over it in a confusing pattern, Vilotyne slid it in the middle of the mechanism and then pushed it down. The beam shuttered violently, he paid no attention to it. He studied the rest of the runes and pulled the ones that meant far-reaching and mortality out of the mechanism.

"That'll keep it from getting any bright ideas." He said talking to no one. He waited for three minutes while the field went down across Equestria and retreated into Canterlot's walls. And now we have a high enough concentration he thought with a grin. A cage of plasma extended from the beam and the runes started to shuffle on their own. One that when translated meant "reveal" was locked in the middle of the machine.

Every unicorn within Canterlot saw with dismay as their eyes and their horns were saturated with magical energy against their will. Their horns casted cyan energy clouds above their heads and inside was a smiling stallion. He sat on a rock and sipped his wine before he began to speak.

"Good afternoon, Canterlot."