After a tragedy, a young zebra only thinks about getting revenge.
Celestia is slowly taking away her sister's duties. It seems to be for a good reason, but sometimes even the best intentions end poorly.
After failing to protect his lover again, Stripe works to better himself so that he can deal with those that wronged him. After all, vengeance and war used to be a way of life for him. And with nothing left to lose, why not follow his instincts?
Taking a deep breath, Stripe looks out over the desert sands. His dark blue night guard armor is in tatters as the broken pieces of metal fall to his sides and into the soft sand. The two changeling amulets are clearly seen wrapped around his neck as he stairs off into the night sky. Twice he had failed to protect what was important to him. Shifting his weight, he throws the shield he had on his back aside before cursing Princess Celestia and the Elements of Harmony.
A week earlier, Stripe is patrolling Canterlot and going about his normal civic duties. He had been happily living in Equestria for nearly seven years now and he had nothing but good things to say about where he lived. Stripe is a zebra. He has a very complicated and sordid past. He was married prior to his arrival in Equestria and he had hoped that his reason for traveling here had been under better circumstances. However, fate had had a different agenda. He had lost his previous wife because of a misjudgment made by those he had thought were his allies. He had been betrayed by his own kind. Now, here he was in Equestria and living amongst beings that seemed to be very friendly and overly eager to help whenever possible. Well, most seemed to fit that whereas the nobles here were slightly less so.
Standing taller than most zebras, Stripe is about the size of Big Mac, perhaps a little smaller. Over the past few years with help from Luna and Celestia, he has managed to learn and make use of some of the changeling magic he had been given courtesy of his amulets. His traditional dress now is the form fitting night guard armor. The dark blue and lightweight armor looks sinister, but it is all about form and function. It is nowhere near as bulky as the armor of the royal guards of the day. His striped mane is kept neatly organized even when under his helmet.
Walking towards his room, he heard his stomach rumble. It may have been midnight, but this was his lunchtime. Opening the nearby pantry, he pulled out some bread and then selected some roses from the counter. Making himself a sandwich, he ate through it quickly before levitating an apple over as his eyes glowed green. Levitation was one of the few magic skills he'd learned quickly, the others being teleportation and the use of changeling wings/walking on clouds.
Exiting the room, he closed the door behind him. “Stripe, could you please come here for a minute.” The sound of Luna's voice was unmistakable, especially to Stripe. Heading for a nearby balcony of sorts, he stepped out onto it and saw the fairly heavyset form of Luna. Like his previous wife, Luna had decided to put on some weight for Stripe. The pair had only been married for seven months, but their love was strong.
“You want something?”
Luna's sullen look and the amount of silence suggested the topic was one she really did not wish to discuss despite the fact she knew she had to. She was no doubt going over the scenarios in her mind and choosing the best way to word it. The crunch of the apple snapped her out of her thoughts for a moment as she turned her head to see Stripe chewing on the apple.
“I'm waiting,” he stated.
“I know, dear husband. What I have to say is neither easy for me to say nor pleasant to talk about.”
“When I finally spoke about my lost wife, it was very hard for me.”
“The one I intend to talk about is still living.”
Stripe looked at the balcony floor. Was it about him? She had never seemed unhappy and had put on the weight willingly. However, her glance was almost steadfast in a singular direction. The direction was not back towards him, but rather across the kingdom at something else. Stepping tentatively out, he looked out across the kingdom to try and get some idea of who she was thinking about.
“I am starting to have thoughts about my sister.”
Stripe looked towards his right where Luna stood. Near as he could tell, she and Celestia were very good to this country. They helped anypony that they could without worry. They had even helped him out quite a bit. They gave him a place to work, gave him purpose and Luna gave him a family. Sure, his mother Zecora was still in Ponyville, but that wasn't quite the family he had in mind. He wanted a wife and children. So far, he had only ever succeeded in getting a wife. First with Artemisia, and now with Luna. So, with that in mind, he was wondering just why Luna was having thoughts about her sister. Judging from her tone, he had half a mind she had some sort of distrust for the white alicorn. Of course, his only question was why.
As she sighed again, it seemed he was about to get his answer. “I have noticed my sister's days getting longer. It is not summer, it is fall and fast approaching winter.” Stripe really didn't know what to say, but he was fairly certain she was mistaken.
“Luna. The nights are longer now. My patrol last night never seemed to come to an end. It is nights like these that I learn to hate because they are so long. I love looking up at the beautiful night sky to see how your artistic touch is put to work, but the time spent away from you is almost unbearable. It isn't as bad as it was when I was in the Zebrafrican desert, but it is still not pleasant to be away from your loved ones for any amount of time.”
“Are you overprotective of me?”
“Luna, I am overprotective of all of my family. I failed to protect Mia, I will not fail you.”
“Stripe, you could never fail me.”
The dark blue alicorn returned her gaze to where her sister was currently sleeping.
“Is there anything else you wish to discuss?”
“I feel that my sister has been........overstepping some in how she rules. I also fear that she may not be helping when her help is actually warranted. Oftentimes, such disasters happen in the middle of the day when I am asleep. Yet my sister does nothing. She doesn't even wake me so that I may help.”
“I am sure she has her reasons.”
“Yes.”
Sensing that perhaps Luna needed some time alone, Stripe excused himself to return to his patrol. As he walked along his predetermined mental path, he was looking every which way. Typically, he looked for whatever he could find that was illegal. In general, it was usually somepony ripping somepony else off. A lot of times he would simply step in and listen to both sides before making a decision on what to do. Typically, his role was more of a police officer than a soldier or guard. In truth he didn't really mind it, but it did seem a bit boring at times.
The rest of the night went off without a hitch as he began to make his way back to his room as the sun began to rise into the sky while the moon set. Looking up, he spotted Celestia and waved to her. She waved back, but she seemed to be miffed about something. “Okay, what did I do to make her mad?” Shrugging his shoulders, he walked by one of the day guards.
“The nighttime is a place for nothing but criminals.”
Turning his head, Stripe cleared his throat, “Could you repeat that please!”
“You heard me. And you cannot do anything. Night guards have no authority during the day.”
The orange furred stallion gasped as he saw a sword blade inches from the tip of his nose. “I do not know what happened to make you act this way, but I will not tolerate it. I am Captain of the Guard regardless of what shift I have. My position was given to me by both princesses. If you do not like it, you can simply quit.”
“I won't. Somepony has to stay here and keep you from corrupting Celestia too.”
“I didn't corrupt anypony. You are gravely mistaken. Fortunately for you, ponies are not in the same vengeance mindset as zebras are, so I will spare your life.”
As Stripe headed for his room, the guard simply snorted and growled before heading out onto his own patrol. As Stripe entered the tower and started to climb the stairs, he couldn't help but glance behind him. Why was that guard so hostile? Luna wasn't corrupted. Maybe Luna and Celestia had another argument that went overboard......again.
Luna was seen laying on a nearby couch. Her large belly stretched out between her legs as it's softness did indeed look inviting. However, her look was solemn and full of irritation. “What was the argument about this time?”
“My weight. Celestia thinks I am unfit to rule the night because I have gained weight.” Stripe was forced to look down before he cocked his head to the side.
“I thought the ponies had gotten over such..........trivial prejudices.”
“Hardly.”
“I may have to have a word with her.”
“She is already upset at you and will likely just get even more upset.”
Sighing, Stripe resolved to try and find some way to settle or deal with it the following evening. He was currently too tired and needed some rest. So, he slid into bed after leaving himself a reminder to work on dealing with the prejudices that evening.
Stripe did not have the most restful sleep as he was plagued by nightmares. Nightmares of losing Luna. Finally, he awoke with a start and looked about the room. It was late evening as evident by the sun's location. Luna was resting on the couch in much the same position she was that morning. Getting up, Stripe made himself a quick daisy sandwich before heading out. Most of the other night guards were out and many were at the bottom of the tower.
The female pegasus that he had first been introduced to in the night guard, Star Light, approached. “Is it true? Is it true that Celestia thinks her sister unfit to rule the night? Celestia raised the moon herself.”
“WHAT!?” Stripe glanced back up towards the tower before he looked towards Celestia's room. “Wake Luna.” The female pegasus mare nodded as she headed up the stairs. “I want the rest of you to listen up! I don't know what is going on, but I do not like it! I do not tolerate prejudice of any kind! We will stand up for Luna and show Celestia that one does not need to fit the modern standards to be a ruler! FOR LUNA!!!”
Raising his mace and sword into the air, he saw all of the night guard follow suit before shouting, “FOR LUNA!!!”
“What do we do?”
Stripe turned towards the black furred male guard who asked, “We head to Luna's tower and fortify it. If Celestia wants to rule the night and put her sister in the dirt, then she can guard the night too.”
Star Light and Luna exited the tower a moment later as Luna looked around at her guards. Stripe was standing nearby and looking more than a little irked. “Star Light told me what happened. I told you.”
“Come, we'll go and take control of the night and maybe you can hold the sun hostage to show you still have the power and that your weight hasn't made you weak.”
“No. I will simply ignore my sister. Come, let us leave the city.” Motioning the night guards, Stripe lead the way out. The ones along the walls all followed, leaving the city unguarded. Stripe was fiercely loyal to Luna and was showing it by being behind her the whole way. He had half a mind that Celestia should be taught a lesson, but believed it was Luna's choice.
As a new day begun, Celestia found that there were no night guards returning to their bunks. In fact, the city seems to have been deserted by the very night guards that had sworn to protect it. Snorting, Celestia was more than upset at this. “That zebra has corrupted my sister and forced her to abandon her duties. First he turns her into a blimp and then this!! I never should have trusted him. He was tainted by changelings.”
At Luna's own tower, Stripe sees the sun rise and scratches his chin. As the day carried on, nothing interesting happened. Still, he was wary all the same and kept a close watch. He was anticipating Celestia to do something. He only hoped she would stop being such a blind hypocrite. She had seemed so sweet and kind, at least till he discovered this nasty side. Maybe she got power hungry after that thousand years of being in charge all by herself.
As the week progressed on, Stripe saw the occasional guard scouting the tower and he wondered if they were amassing forces. He did notice a gradual decline in the night guards as they began to leave. Some to go to their families, others believing that Celestia was right whereas others felt that such current actions were stupid.
Eventually, all that remained was himself, Luna, and Star Light. The dark blue furred pegasus flapped her wings as her long white mane and tail moved about in the breeze. A lone royal guard was seen approaching at about midday. He was unarmed and bore a message. “Celestia wishes to converse with her sister. She wants Luna to stop this foolishness.”
“Tell my sister I will see her if she finally decides to treat me with respect. It was my choice to gain weight. In fact, she encouraged me to eat more while saying zebras preferred heavier females and then she turns on me when I get big.”
“She is sorry about that and wishes to make amends.”
Luna looked down as Stripe stood nearby. Star Light looked to her former cadet turned commander. “Come on Stripe, let us see if my sister has decided to overlook some things.” Stripe followed his wife cautiously the whole way. Star Light followed them the whole way back to Canterlot. Upon arriving, Stripe stopped for a moment because Luna did.
“Luna, you wanted to see your sister to make amends.”
The dark blue alicorn nodded and continued on. As the trio approached the palace, Star Light stopped just outside. Princess Twilight and her friends were seen nearby. They looked hopeful and Stripe smiled, hoping that they hadn't given in to prejudice. “Luna, you're........big.” Twilight's comment wasn't nasty, but it was certainly one of surprise. To be honest, Stripe thought she had known. All the others seemed neutral except for Pinkie who was just bouncing like she normally did.
“Luna, in here please. Twilight, whatever happens, Stripe does not enter this room. I want you and your friends to keep him out!” Twilight looked like she wanted to question her mentor, but just nodded. Stripe watched those doors close before casting a glare at the six mares.
“Hey!! Don't look at us like that!”
“Rainbow darling, he is just overprotective of his wife. It is a bit......nasty, but I understand it....I think.”
Stripe said nothing as he stood and watched the door. Star Light was soon joined by several other members of the guard as she looked towards her commander. Inside the room, there was silence. However, arguing could soon be heard as it got loud.
Applejack looked towards the door before looking towards her friends. “Maybe we should....”
“No! The princess told us to keep him out. It must have been for a reason.”
Stripe paid no attention to them as the shouting got louder followed by louder sounds. Charging towards the door, he found himself teleported away and outside the palace. Growling, he charged back in to find the doors open. He saw Luna's lifeless form on the floor in the room. Charging forth, he was caught in an aura of magic. It was Celestia. “You have corrupted my sister. I was forced to do what was necessary. Apparently, because of your previous affair with changelings, you were tainted and cannot be trusted. I therefore banish you to the desert land from whence you came. If you ever step hoof inside Equestria again, you will be thrown in the dungeon for the rest of your natural life.”
A flash of light surrounded him as he was blinded and sent a great distance. He felt pain and agony due to the spell before crashing into the desert sand.
As he looks around, he looks at the armor that laid on the ground. Celestia would pay for this. Twilight would pay, her friends would pay. They would all pay with their lives. Looking towards the sky, he saw the moon rise up and simply growled.
Walking through the desert, he soon found a cave. Setting up a fire so he could last the night, he began putting into effect a plan to get back at those that had wronged him. Looking towards the deep end of the cave, he saw that it stretched on. Getting curious, he headed through to see what he could find. Levitating a torch, he walked through the cavern and found it to be the entrance to a changeling hive. Levitating up his mace, he looked about as he took on a defensive stance.
Marching further in, he finds that the main chamber appears to be empty. A further scan of the entire hive soon reveals that it too is empty. Scratching the back of his neck, he puts his mace away as he looks around to see if he could find anything of use. Finding a pool deep within the hive, he sees it is glowing green. His amulets glow brightly as he looks towards it before glancing in the approximate location of his former home.
Looking back towards the glowing liquid, he removes what is left of his armor before removing his under clothing. Sliding in, he finds it is deeper than it looks as he completely submerges himself.
From the outside, the glowing pool glows ever brighter as bubbles began to rise up. They keep coming and then they eventually stop. Something then starts to rise out of it. A horn is seen as a pair of feathered wings stretch out. An equine form starts to take shape as the stripes become evident as the glowing green liquid flows off of him. As he opens his eyes, they show reptilian pupils as his teeth look jagged. His legs have holes in them much like a changeling would. The intricate designs of the amulets now adorn his flanks as the amulets appear to have disappeared.
A single outpost stands as a beacon of hope in the seemingly endless desert. A couple of zebras stand watch when one on a tower calls out that he sees something. The two zebra unicorns present charge up to the edge of the wall to take sniping positions. It was unlikely that this being was unfriendly, but they were not expecting any zebras.
The approaching figure is enshrouded in a cloak. Most of their features are covered, but they obviously have something bulky on their back and a horn can clearly be seen on their head. “Who goes there!?” The figure does not respond and continues walking undeterred. “I am Captain Hornet,” one of the unicorn zebras on the wall stated. The figure stopped.
“Captain Hornet!? The very survivor of those that first betrayed me!!”
Flinging the cloak and robe aside, Stripe revealed himself as he flapped his wings and hovered in the air. Most of the zebras backed away and darted off into the desert. None had seen a zebra turned alicorn, let alone one with the holey legs of a changeling.
Landing on the wall, Stripe glared at the captain. “Stripe.....you're....”
“Stripe is dead! Call me Captain Lunar Moon. Now, whose outpost is this!?” Hornet backed away as the zebra before him seemed to grow a little taller. A quick sound of metal was followed by a splash of blood as his head fell from it's place and rolled off the ledge. What remaining zebras there were fled the scene at the death of their captain.
As soon as he was alone, he glanced around at the now empty outpost. He tossed out most of the weapons and armor. He would make his own weapons and armor, as vengeance was on his mind.
Getting the smith shop working, he began making his armor. He wanted it to be strong and yet lightweight. It had to make the armor worn by any royal guard seem like nothing in comparison. Levitating a large bow over, he looked it over as he pondered the options.
Day in and day out, he works on the outpost to made it sturdier and stronger in case of an attack. Taking some time, he uses his magic to paint images of Princess Twilight Sparkle, Applejack, Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, and of course, Princess Celestia.
As he works, he focuses on training himself in magic and crafting the armor and weapons he will eventually use on those that betrayed him. Every single time he trusted anyone, he was turned on. From now on, he will trust no one. Letting loose a blast of magic, he takes out the western wall of the outpost and then uses his magic to rebuild it.
Hammering a piece of metal, he works on the armor. As it takes shape, he fits each piece to his body. The piece over his chest and barrel. The parts for his flanks. Custom sheaths for his sword and mace are set up as the time comes. Crafting a helmet, he puts it on and reveals the crescent moon he had carved into both sides.
Looking at the painted pictures, he uses his changeling magic to add fuel to the fire as he works to modify a bow. Putting it into the forge, he protects the wood from the fire with his magic as he pours metal over it. Keeping the string intact, he makes a multitude of adjustments to strengthen it and give it a lot of power. When he finally pulls the bow out, it looks like a hard metal club that can work as a blade if need be. Notching an arrow, he fires it and it bounces off the wall. The second one shatters. Shaking his head, he began to modify the arrows so that they would work better.
As another day dawns, he pulls the arrows from the forge and notches one. Letting loose, he watches as it pierces the wall with ease. Pulling it from the stone, he sees it is still virtually intact. Smiling, he nods and sets it aside. Turning, he forms spikes out of the desert sand and points them out from the walls of the outpost. “The war never bothered me anyway,” he notes.
As the days continue on, the outpost begins to shape itself into an actual base. Despite the fact only one being calls it home, it looks like it could house a thousand zebras with ease. Pounding out another piece of metal, he makes sure it has a full moon as an emblem in the center. As he works, it begins to take shape and looks more like a shield than anything else. Big, sturdy and able to be used as a weapon due to the sharpened edges. Sliding it over his back when finished, he straps several other sheaths to his side as he fills them with swords from the armory.
Pouring more metal, he begins to form the last piece as he keeps an eye on his quiver of metal arrows and his metal bow. Forming a pole, he works to form the blade. Pounding and working, he only thinks of revenge and getting back at those that betrayed him.
Sliding the bow over his neck, he sets the quiver up on his right side as he charges up his horn. Putting the finishing touches on his final project, he twirls it around and reveals a crescent moon scythe. “I will cut Celestia's heart from her body and crush it under my hooves.” Swinging it, he used his magic to bring the cloak over and cover himself. Turning completely invisible, he heads out into the desert.
Ten years pass after his disappearance. The zebras had been monitoring him, yet never ventured towards the base for fear of him. Such information never left Zebrafrica due to a fear of the strange alicorn zebra. In fact, the zebras never told their superiors what he was doing, just that the base was bigger each time they saw it. And then, there was no life.
A flash of light surrounded him as he was blinded and sent a great distance. He felt pain and agony due to the spell before crashing into the desert sand.
As he looks around, he looks at the armor that laid on the ground. Celestia would pay for this. Twilight would pay, her friends would pay. They would all pay with their lives. Looking towards the sky, he saw the moon rise up and simply growled.
Walking through the desert, he soon found a cave. Setting up a fire so he could last the night, he began putting into effect a plan to get back at those that had wronged him. Looking towards the deep end of the cave, he saw that it stretched on. Getting curious, he headed through to see what he could find. Levitating a torch, he walked through the cavern and found it to be the entrance to a changeling hive. Levitating up his mace, he looked about as he took on a defensive stance.
Marching further in, he finds that the main chamber appears to be empty. A further scan of the entire hive soon reveals that it too is empty. Scratching the back of his neck, he puts his mace away as he looks around to see if he could find anything of use. Finding a pool deep within the hive, he sees it is glowing green. His amulets glow brightly as he looks towards it before glancing in the approximate location of his former home.
Looking back towards the glowing liquid, he removes what is left of his armor before removing his under clothing. Sliding in, he finds it is deeper than it looks as he completely submerges himself.
From the outside, the glowing pool glows ever brighter as bubbles began to rise up. They keep coming and then they eventually stop. Something then starts to rise out of it. A horn is seen as a pair of feathered wings stretch out. An equine form starts to take shape as the stripes become evident as the glowing green liquid flows off of him. As he opens his eyes, they show reptilian pupils as his teeth look jagged. His legs have holes in them much like a changeling would. The intricate designs of the amulets now adorn his flanks as the amulets appear to have disappeared.
A single outpost stands as a beacon of hope in the seemingly endless desert. A couple of zebras stand watch when one on a tower calls out that he sees something. The two zebra unicorns present charge up to the edge of the wall to take sniping positions. It was unlikely that this being was unfriendly, but they were not expecting any zebras.
The approaching figure is enshrouded in a cloak. Most of their features are covered, but they obviously have something bulky on their back and a horn can clearly be seen on their head. “Who goes there!?” The figure does not respond and continues walking undeterred. “I am Captain Hornet,” one of the unicorn zebras on the wall stated. The figure stopped.
“Captain Hornet!? The very survivor of those that first betrayed me!!”
Flinging the cloak and robe aside, Stripe revealed himself as he flapped his wings and hovered in the air. Most of the zebras backed away and darted off into the desert. None had seen a zebra turned alicorn, let alone one with the holey legs of a changeling.
Landing on the wall, Stripe glared at the captain. “Stripe.....you're....”
“Stripe is dead! Call me Captain Lunar Moon. Now, whose outpost is this!?” Hornet backed away as the zebra before him seemed to grow a little taller. A quick sound of metal was followed by a splash of blood as his head fell from it's place and rolled off the ledge. What remaining zebras there were fled the scene at the death of their captain.
As soon as he was alone, he glanced around at the now empty outpost. He tossed out most of the weapons and armor. He would make his own weapons and armor, as vengeance was on his mind.
Getting the smith shop working, he began making his armor. He wanted it to be strong and yet lightweight. It had to make the armor worn by any royal guard seem like nothing in comparison. Levitating a large bow over, he looked it over as he pondered the options.
Day in and day out, he works on the outpost to made it sturdier and stronger in case of an attack. Taking some time, he uses his magic to paint images of Princess Twilight Sparkle, Applejack, Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, and of course, Princess Celestia.
As he works, he focuses on training himself in magic and crafting the armor and weapons he will eventually use on those that betrayed him. Every single time he trusted anyone, he was turned on. From now on, he will trust no one. Letting loose a blast of magic, he takes out the western wall of the outpost and then uses his magic to rebuild it.
Hammering a piece of metal, he works on the armor. As it takes shape, he fits each piece to his body. The piece over his chest and barrel. The parts for his flanks. Custom sheaths for his sword and mace are set up as the time comes. Crafting a helmet, he puts it on and reveals the crescent moon he had carved into both sides.
Looking at the painted pictures, he uses his changeling magic to add fuel to the fire as he works to modify a bow. Putting it into the forge, he protects the wood from the fire with his magic as he pours metal over it. Keeping the string intact, he makes a multitude of adjustments to strengthen it and give it a lot of power. When he finally pulls the bow out, it looks like a hard metal club that can work as a blade if need be. Notching an arrow, he fires it and it bounces off the wall. The second one shatters. Shaking his head, he began to modify the arrows so that they would work better.
As another day dawns, he pulls the arrows from the forge and notches one. Letting loose, he watches as it pierces the wall with ease. Pulling it from the stone, he sees it is still virtually intact. Smiling, he nods and sets it aside. Turning, he forms spikes out of the desert sand and points them out from the walls of the outpost. “The war never bothered me anyway,” he notes.
As the days continue on, the outpost begins to shape itself into an actual base. Despite the fact only one being calls it home, it looks like it could house a thousand zebras with ease. Pounding out another piece of metal, he makes sure it has a full moon as an emblem in the center. As he works, it begins to take shape and looks more like a shield than anything else. Big, sturdy and able to be used as a weapon due to the sharpened edges. Sliding it over his back when finished, he straps several other sheaths to his side as he fills them with swords from the armory.
Pouring more metal, he begins to form the last piece as he keeps an eye on his quiver of metal arrows and his metal bow. Forming a pole, he works to form the blade. Pounding and working, he only thinks of revenge and getting back at those that betrayed him.
Sliding the bow over his neck, he sets the quiver up on his right side as he charges up his horn. Putting the finishing touches on his final project, he twirls it around and reveals a crescent moon scythe. “I will cut Celestia's heart from her body and crush it under my hooves.” Swinging it, he used his magic to bring the cloak over and cover himself. Turning completely invisible, he heads out into the desert.
Ten years pass after his disappearance. The zebras had been monitoring him, yet never ventured towards the base for fear of him. Such information never left Zebrafrica due to a fear of the strange alicorn zebra. In fact, the zebras never told their superiors what he was doing, just that the base was bigger each time they saw it. And then, there was no life.
Sitting up straight, Celestia looks out her window. She looks up at the tower where Luna and Stripe were no doubt. Lately, she had noticed her sister putting on weight. In truth, she could care less, but she felt that Luna was going a little overboard. She wanted to talk with Luna without Stripe, but wondered if that would be a good idea. Her sister could take it the wrong way. The last time she had had a nasty argument with her sister, bad things had followed.
Standing up, she walks over to the window. She knew Stripe had the potential for a lot of power himself. Zebra magic and changeling magic could make him quite the formidable force. He was just getting into understanding friendship and not holding onto grudges like his kind typically did. He was very emotionally fragile and very overprotective of both his mother and his wife. If she went overboard with her reactions to her sister's weight gain, it could be misconstrued as something else and cause problems. Of all the beings in Equestria, Celestia feared Twilight because of the sheer power she potentially had while she feared Stripe for what he could become. His potential to absorb changeling magic and possibly evolve into something more was there. His military training could enable him to learn himself what spells he might find useful in an attack.
What had her thinking these thoughts was the nightmare of a dream she had just had. If she removed everything Stripe cared about and banished him, it was highly likely he would seek retribution. He would not fear death at that point.
Up in the tower, Luna rested peacefully when she heard a knock. “Come in.” Seeing her sister, she blinked and smiled.
“Where is Stripe? I wish to speak with you and him about your weight.”
“What about it?”
“Well, don't you think you are getting a bit too big?”
“Perhaps, but Stripe seems to enjoy. Besides, this was your idea after all. I was against it initially.”
“Well, try and cut back a bit. If something should happen, then we really need to be fighting fit.”
Luna nodded. “I will speak with Stripe about it. Maybe I can get him to let me lose a little.”
“Well, maybe not that far. Just, try not to get too much bigger. After all, I'm supposed to be the big sister here.”
Luna merely smirked at that. “You used to be, but no longer.”
As Celestia turned to leave, Luna stopped her. “Sister, why did you come to me like this?”
“I had a nightmare. It was serious. Stripe was a monster that called himself Lunar Moon. And it was my fault......at least in part.”
“Because of his past?”
“Partially. But also because I overreacted to your....gain. I felt you couldn't do your part and took measures to force you to lose weight. It just drove you away and then we had a fight. You were killed and I banished him. He came back and he killed everypony I held dear before taking me out. It was easy for him too. With all my knowledge and years, it was so easy for him to kill me. At that point, his heart was no longer there.”
“I am dreadfully sorry dear sister. I do find it hard to believe he could take you down with such ease. But, how he changed and what he became......do you think it is possible?”
Celestia seemed to think for a moment as she sat down. “Yes,” she finally answered.
“Well, as long as he has a family, I think he'll be fine.”
“I agree. Though, why am I always nasty in my dreams? Aren't you supposed to be.....” Celestia asked as her larger sister looked away. “Oh, very funny Luna. You are a real laugh out loud riot.”
“Hey, you prank me all the time. So, I have to get revenge somewhere.”
“Hmm....so do I. I wonder if Stripe likes secrets. I may have something to tell him.”
Luna visibly paled at this as her sister quickly headed down the stairs. “CELESTIA!!!” Luna charged out the door after her sister in an attempt to stop her only to find her sister at the bottom of the stairs with a pie she had grabbed from a nearby vendor. The blue alicorn had charged into it before she realized what had happened.
“Now, where is that zebra.”
“Oh, you want a prank war Tia, you got it.”
Author's note: This was originally based off of a random part from a role play with an alternate I called Star. I decided to make it a full background and go into more detail with it. It was a lot of fun, but I realized I didn't want it to end with him an evil cold person living in a country he destroyed. So, I added the last bit to make it seem like a dream instead and then playful banter between Celestia and Luna. Though, you have to ask yourself. Is this prank war what starts the end of Equestria? Or is it a playful alternative to complete and total destruction? I'll let you guys decide.