Unlimited Power
"Princess?"
Celestia looked up from her tea and met the wide-eyed filly with a motherly smile.
"Yes, my little apprentice?"
Twilight blushed before gazing down at her fidgeting hooves, letting out a low mumble as her ears flattened against her head.
The alicorn allowed herself a laugh. They were always so shy at the start. So shocked that their princess would deign to pick them, of all the foals in Equestria. So overwhelmed at the sight of their new home, the glory and splendor of Canterlot Castle. So fearful that she'd get rid of them, toss them aside at the slightest hint of failure.
All strong feelings, and all feelings that she could use.
"Come now, dear girl, there's no need to be so nervous. Tell me, what's bothering you?"
Taking a deep breath, Twilight forced herself to meet Celestia's eyes, apprehension roiling within her own.
"When … when I hatched the egg, and my magic got … loose, it … well, it broke a lot of stuff, and hurt a lot of ponies, and … " She trailed off and turned to the side, before squaring her shoulders and raising her chin—strong willed, this one. "I didn't mean to, and I'm sorry … but you took me as your student anyways and brought me here and … I mean, why me? And why aren't you mad at me?"
Celestia's smile became a touch more knowing. She tapped a hoof on the armchair beside her and beckoned the filly towards it with an outstretched wing.
"Come, come, sit down. That's certainly more comfortable than standing at attention."
The filly stared for a moment before nodding her head, and plodded towards the chair with an uncertain mixture of relief and resignation. Settling in the center of the cushion, Twilight straightened her back and held her ears forward, the seeming model of attentiveness, and silently prayed that she wouldn't collapse into a trembling pile of nerves.
"Would you like some tea?"
Twilight blinked, then swallowed.
"Yes, please."
A golden aura enveloped the teapot, and it slowly poured into a matching cup.
"This is an Earl Grey. Have you ever had this sort of tea before?"
The filly shook her head.
"Well, there's no time like the present, I suppose. Rather malty flavor, floral too, with strong hints of citrus. Somewhat like a nice dark chocolate with bits of orange in it, if one wishes to indulge in metaphor."
The cup floated over to the side table that sat between them, steam curling in the candlelight.
"Thank you."
Celestia flashed Twilight a grin.
"You're quite welcome, child."
The alicorn returned to her tea and took a sip, leaning back in her seat with a satisfied sigh. Twilight seemed to ponder her own cup for a second or so before lighting her horn and grabbing it with her wobbling magic. She leaned over the armrest and craned her neck, not trusting herself to keep it steady, and scrunched her muzzle and furrowed her brow the second the tea met her tongue.
Celestia looked over and laughed.
"It can be an acquired taste, I'm afraid. Would you prefer something else?"
Twilight paused, then forced herself to take another sip—eager to emulate, pliable.
"No, I … I'm alright."
Celestia hummed, setting her cup next to the teapot.
"You see, my apprentice, not all ponies are created equal. Whether due to genetics, environment, or simple random chance, some ponies have stronger magic than others. They have an easier time handling more complex spells, and can cast far more of them without getting as tired."
She summoned a pigeon to demonstrate, then banished it with a pop. Twilight, never having seen that sort of magic before, or at least performed so casually, couldn't help but sit there in awe.
"You, little one, possess some of the strongest magic I've seen in centuries. In this sense, you have the potential to surpass most all of my previous students. And potential like that should never go to waste."
Celestia leaned towards the filly.
"As for my lack of anger? Well, it was not you who smashed through that roof or shattered those windows—it was your magic. Raw and uncontrolled, magic naturally seeks to destroy, to violently impose itself on its surroundings. Indeed, one might say that magic has thoughts, desires, feelings … a will."
She allowed a few moments for the thought to digest.
"But if you learn to harness your magic, to subjugate that will to your own, you can instead force it to create, to augment, to transform. Control—that, dear girl, is what will allow your natural strength to translate into greatness, and that is what you will learn under me."
The alicorn fixed Twilight with the slightest hint of a stern look.
"In future, of course, I will hold you to a higher standard. Such outbursts might be acceptable now, but as your skill grows, so too must your restraint. Do you understand?"
Twilight forced out a breath and nodded—some subconscious part of her recognized the question for the order that it was—and Celestia, satisfied, replastered her smile.
She treated Luna far too harshly. That much, if nothing else, could be distilled from her thousand years of reflection. Indeed, in hindsight, the Lunar Rebellion was all but inevitable. She was far too willing to criticize, far too liberal with punishments, and for as much as she elevated the poor girl, that burning resentment only grew hotter with each passing day.
No, the old ways, the rules her old master taught her all those endless years ago, only breed betrayal. So rather than take them, rather than mold them, rather than beat them until their eyes shined with hate, she embraced her students, guided them, loved and protected them as any mother would.
And her students, her children, all accomplished greatness, all found their place as generals and statesmen and mages and philosphers, all added, in their own special ways, to the glorious tapestry that was her rule.
But this one, little Twilight Sparkle, oh, she would absolutely shine. Her magic, her mark, it all pointed to sublime destiny. She would be Celestia's crown jewel, Celestia's greatest accomplishment, and together they would rule until the stars burned out.
Yes, this one will do just fine.
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"We shall watch your career with great interest."
The prequels are basically about how an incompetent order of monks found the messiah, and managed to give him to Satan, gift-wrap and all. For as much as I love it when Sheev is cackling and hamming it up, it's the subtle seduction to the dark side that really makes the character.
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And to think that all Palpatine needed to do to accomplish that is be nice to Anakin.
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More or less lol.
In the novelizations, it's pretty expanded upon, and we see that Sheev was pretty much Anakin's only trusted friend, almost like a father. Hell, if you want to get into it, Palpatine pretty much was Anakin's father, given that the whole miraculous conception was the result of a Force ritual that he performed.
Are we talking about BJ Whimpley's version of Palpatine?
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Nah, more like the old Stover novelizations.
It has been stated as such by George Lucas himself that Anakin was going to fall to the dark side when Qui-Gon was killed. The music was called Duel of Fates for that very reason.
Anakin did not need a brother (Obi-Wan) he needed a father. A role that Sheev took over.
Will this be part of a series?
This could be a very interesting story opportunity if it's continued in a series. Loved this story. ❤️
I would love to see more chapters or a story that is both a prequel and a sequel to this story.
Terribly fun. This deserves at least an additional chapter!
This was funny, but only in the sense of, "Oh jeez...what did I just read, and why am I laughing?!"
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Exactly my intention lol
In case you ever decide to expand upon this, I will watch your career with great interest.
Clearly, Celestia has found the time to peruse the Evil Overlord List.
Mmm.
Sooooooo, this sets of Yoda Zecora.
And Discord is... uhm... Mace Windu?
I want to make a "Sharky and Palp" reference, but idk how likely it is that anyone would remember who the Yogscast are after they stopped making the one popular Minecraft thing from like 10+ years ago, and started doing pretty much just TTT videos.
"Have you heard the tragedy of Darth Plagueis the Wise?"
More like Empress Twilight if you ask me on the pic.
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Didn't he try to have a duly elected official killed due to religious malfeasance thus resulting in the very appointment he feared becoming a self fulfilling prophecy?
11286470 That only happened because Anakin was an emo douche. Which is why we must KILL ALL EMOS to save the galaxy!
....
GEORGE LUCAS SAID SO!!!
This really needs a continuance somehow.
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The Prequel trilogy always felt more like Sheev Palpatine's story, rather than Anakin's. Watching him play the galaxy against itself and right into his waiting grasp.
¿Y la parte humana?
Peace is a Lie; there is only Passion.
Through Passion, I gain Strength.
Through Strength, I gain Power.
Through Power, I gain Victory.
Through Victory, my chains are broken.
The Force shall set me Free!
"The Force is our servant and our master. Our teacher and our companion. A weapon and a tool. Know it and you know the universe. Master it and you master the universe. Strive for perfection and the Force shall reward you."
- Sith Lord Yuthura Ban
Awesome.
Will there be more chapters?