> If You Want To Go, I Won't Stop You. (3)
>  by TwiPON3
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> Chapter 1
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Wednesday 17 January 2018, 07:44, CHS




Canterlot High, since Monday, had been extremely stagnant. Sure, this could happen from time-to-time, but after Monday, everyone was worried.
"It'll be a slow recovery," Celestia said, standing next to her sister, just as they had for the past two days, "But we'll get there."
Their appearances were better, but still showed a lot of stress. Whether they were hiding it or getting over it was highly debatable, though.
"Yes," Luna said, "We're beginning to make progress."
"Sleeping with only one handgun in the bed with us is a step forward."
"And we'll start with 'Good Morning'."
55, 56, 57, 58, 59...
BING!
Celestia turned on the mic, but didn't sound quite as enthusiastic as she hoped. Or at all.
She didn't sound like she was drinking all night, at least.
"Good morning, students. I know that we're still lacking severely, so the temporary schedules will still remain, given your teacher isn't here. We'll be following the same lunch schedule, and, again, please be ready to leave school early. Thank you."
It didn't come out quite right, but it was the best she'd done this week.
She put on a smile to attack the day as she switched off the mic.
"Going at the day head on?"
"Yes. Yes I am, Luna."
"Hands in the fucking air!"
Their pursuit of happiness was cut short by a handgun to the face.
This didn't go unnoticed by the students and other faculty, either.
"What's going on?"
June caught a glimpse out the window and found military personnel. Not just from the US, but from other countries, too. What's scarier is that with them were the Korean People's Army and the Red Army. Some of which were coming in the school. She wasn't sure about the others, but she suspected that they were from various parts of Europe and Canada.
"ON THE MOTHERFUCKING GROUND!! NOW ***DAMMIT!!"
No one budged, so the soldier shot the gun.
"I SAID FUCKING NOW!!!
"J... just don't hurt the students!" Luna said, dropping to the ground with everyone, hands on their heads.
In the few classrooms that had students, the doors were shut, locked, windows covered, and lights turned out. Ms Harshwhinny seemed to be the least affected, her being a veteran of the US army.
"I blame North Korea!" someone said quietly.
"I blame global warming!" someone else said, equally as quiet.
"Shut up!" Ms Harshwhinny said, keeping her voice low too, but a pounding at the door made her yelp.
"ERÖFFNEN SIE SICH JETZT!" a German voice yelled.
She knew it was German, but that's all she knew. She didn't understand, but when it was shot down, it was pretty clear what was said.
A machine gun had the students and veteran standing, hands in the air.
In the lunchroom, Macintosh, or as everyone knew him, Big Mac, was helping Granny Smith get everything ready for lunch when a barrage of soldiers ran in the lunchroom.
"HANDS UP!!" a Russian accent said, "NOW!!"
If they didn't, twenty firearms would seal their fate.
"Y'all hold on fer a minute!" Big Mac said, "Mah Granny didn't have a DAMN thang ta do with any o' this mess!"
If only they could get to Equestria.
Back in the front office, the faculty was beginning to get cuffed as police were now present. Celestia had turned down Luna's offer to become a vampire, one that she was highly regretting now. Luna, being a vampire, was able to manipulate reality, amongst other things, so she stood up with a firm stance.
"GET ON THE ******* GROUND, NOW!!!!!"
"Make me."
She took about twelve shots, her body healing each of them within a five-second period.
The more times she was hit, the more demonic she turned until she was eventually a seven-foot-tall, black, bloodsucking demonic vampire with glowing, crimson orbs for eyes. Even her wings weren't her regular bat-like wings. they were composed of glowing fire that was darker than vantablack. Her voice, was a demon's voice.
This was not the Luna Sonen that anyone knew.
To say that she gave physics a middle finger... was the understatement of how long the Earth has been around.
Shut up and leave.
Every step she took caught fire for a few seconds. Everything she touched was singed.
She went to Celestia's drawer, pulled the blank journal Twilight had given them and, in a show of hellfire, teleported it and Nagatha Harshwhinny to the only room in the school that didn't have any MPs in it: The old boiler room.
You know what to do.
Luna returned to her (at this point ANYTHING could be considered) normal vampire, sans a mouthful of fangs, only for two police and an MP to restrain and shoot her with 100cc of morphene.
"Are we done yet!?"
She should have been dead before she finished the sentence.
"What!?" the MP said.
She snapped his arm, ripped a chunk of meat out, and pulled one of his ribs out through his back.
LEAVE US ALONE, MOTHERFUCKERS!!!!!
> Chapter 2
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Wednesday 17 January 2018, 08:02, Twilight's Council Room




Celestia had come to be with Twilight for a time, because Twilight was her honorary daughter.
She was able to provide the condolence that she needed.
"Twili- uh Princess!" Human Sweetie Belle said, running down the hall with Celestia and Luna's journal, "Your book's going off!"
"Thanks, Sweetie Belle."
Twilight opened the book and found one line in an unfamiliar handwriting. It had to be done in haste.
Go to the UN. NOW!
"CELESTIA!!"
Within thirty seconds, the avatar of the Sun was in the council room.
"Yes?"
"Someone from the other world needs us at the un."
"Princess?" Sweetie said, "I don't want to say you're wrong, but it's the letters 'U' and 'N'. Not 'un'."
"Right," she said, teleporting two saddlebags full of the written Equestrian laws, "We may be at war."
At that, they both went through the portal, finding their human forms dressed in robes like Greek goddesses, but also retaining their horns and wings.
"EQUESTRIER!" someone said, "OFFENES FEUER!"
A quick spell to turn all of the firearms to duds, then another to seal the portal, and they were on their way.
"Princess!" Ms Harshwhinny said, running out of the school and wielding a pair of .375s at anyone who dared shoot, "Your counterpart, and every-damn-body else in that school is held hostage!"
"We got the message about the UN," Twilight said, "but-"
As if on cue, a 1987 Yugoslav Fiat 127-based car roared up the road, fishtailed a 180, and a blonde girl rolled down the driver's window.
"Need a lift?"
It was Seth's midnight-blue Yugo, the only difference was the tag now read MITZI instead of SETH. The two royal figures smiled at each other.
"Say no more!" she opened the passenger door from the inside as a Get-your-butts-in-and-lets-go sign.
Princess Celestia took the front seat, while Twilight took the back. To say that it was cramped... was an understatement.
"What's changed?" Twilight said to Mitzi as she revved the engine a few times to keep it from dying.
"Seth's gone," Mitzi shifted into gear, and drove like hell, "So I got his stuff," she went on a side as she looked at the speedometer, "80 ain't gonna cut it," she went back to the matter, "There's no commie living with us anymore, nothing's just blatantly shouted out anymore, and there aren't anymore power surges at the house. The place is jacked, I swear."
Celestia let her anti-firearm spell down, then...
Ka-POW!!
Now, they didn't have a windshield.
"Just how bad is this?" Celestia asked.
"Seth usually watches ВРЕМЯ (VREMYa), a Russian news program, to see if something is worldwide. I don't know Russian, and Google Translate hasn't exactly been kind with the TV Anchor, But according to Canterlot TIME News, our country and at least fifteen others are at war!"
Ka-POW!!
"AAGH!!"
The front-driver window was shot and the bullet grazed Mitzi's head.
"My face!"
That didn't stop Mitzi from going onto the on-ramp for Highway 473 North.
"What did it do?"
Mitzi took her hand off the top of her forehead to reveal a bloody gash
"Oh, dear me! Are you alright?"
"I'll get you there if it kills me."
Twilight noticed a missal in the distance, "How large-scale again?"
Impact about 70 miles north, causing enough damage to make the roads unstable.
"My answer," Mitzi replied, "That missal took out the northwest part of the state."
"So?"
"World War III."
> Chapter 3
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Wednesday 17 January 2018, 08:37, UN Meeting Room in California




The meeting room consisted of, today, the world leaders, rather than the diplomats. At least 20 countries were at each other's necks.
"You Americans constantly blame North Korea!" Kim Jong-un said, opposite of the American leader, Donald Trump.
"There's always that group of people, Kim! Not once in this meeting have I blamed anyone outside of the state of California!"
"The -"
"Kim, Kim! The people that blame you and your country are probably related to the same people that blame global warming! But that's not the matter at hand."
Tsai Ing-wen, Taiwanese president, was the next to speak. This blame game had pissed her off.
"Shut it!" she said, leaning on the table. She looked less like a politician than an over-stressed business woman, "The school is under Martial Law by every government here! Twelve of the students were Taiwanese exchanges! Kim, the roster shows nobody from either Korea was at the school then!"
"I never though I'd do this," Chinese president Xi Jenping said, "but Ms Tsai is right!"
"President Tsai and President Trump!" South Korean President Moon Jae-in said, "Five of South Korea's exchanges were reported missing after the supposed funeral of Ms Sunset Shimmer!"
"It is to my understanding that she caused her own passing due to a certain lunatic," Queen Elizabeth II of England said.
German President Frank-Walter Steinmeier was fed up. They had been there since 7:00 and had gotten nothing accomplished past putting CHS under military control from the countries currently present.
"We've been here for 90 minutes, und have achieved nothing! We are sending missiles to random locations of suspicion, effectively starting WWIII, und know absolutely NOTHING! We have no official documentation with the exception of a 420p smartphone video!"
At that moment, both princesses and Mitzi (their escort at this point) just went into the room, stopping the fight for... maybe two seconds?
They definitely looked like they took a beating from being in that Yugo.
"Ex- excuse me, but this is a meeting between world leaders!" Trump said to the trio.
"Then we're in the right place," Princess Celestia said.
"Then who, who the hell are you?"
"Leading Diarch, Princess Celestia."
"International and Interdimensional Friendship Ambassador, Princess Twilight Sparkle."
"Escort for the Kingdom of Equestria, Mitzi Groz."
"Get- get the hell outta here," Trump looked to a security guard, "Get 'em the hell outta here! Get out!"
"No," Princess Celestia said, pulling a small part of the Sun in the middle of the room long enough to scare everyone crapless, "We're here from the Kingdom of Equestria. I'm sure you'll want us to stay," nobody said anything, "Good," she continued as her and Twilight sat down in two adjacent seats, "I'm glad to see that we're on the same page."
Mitzi procured two desk signs, one reading Equestria: Celestia and the other Equestria: Twilight Sparkle.
"If you're staying," President Tsai said, "Let me fill you in-"
"You're having this meeting to figure out what to do when 375 students go missing after a funeral for the pony who was DESIGNATED, mind you, to success Celestia on the Throne of the Sun!"
"So YOU stole them!?" Kim said, "In an act of RAGE!?"
"No, Mr Jong-un," Celestia said as Twilight put four papers on the table, each with Equestrian legal procedure for ponies who have passed, "The five girls who were supposed to be helping her are the ones who drove my daughter to commit suicide in the first place! That alone is a life sentence, not yet accounting for the fact that she was also of Royal Status!"
"While, while that explains the first five missing persons, what about the people behind the account?"
"Equestrian last rights take dominance over supreme law. It was asked, since they tried so hard to fix their mistakes, that they receive lighter sentencing," Twilight said furiously.
"Oh! I get it," President Trump replied, "In your country, if someone steps out of line, it's automatically a life sentence! You- you're one step away from North Korea!" Trump turned to Kim, "I'm sorry, no offense."
"I've heard people's stories."
"Back to the topic," Trump continued, "In, in America, if someone commits suicide, I don't, we don't, we don't take the bully and just lock 'em up, no questions asked."
"And what about the other 367 students," President Tsai said, "20% of whom were exchange!"
"Ms Ing-wen," Celestia said, furious that something stated earlier would have to be repeated, "Defacement of the bodies of passed ponies is highly frowned upon. I passed the law a millennium ago immediately after my sister's banishment to the moon."
"I'm not even going to question that, but we do have a recording from someone who wasn't abducted," President Moon said.
"Please show us, Mr Jae-in."
This was going to be a LONG day.
> Chapter 4
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Wednesday 17 January 2018, 08:37, CHS




To say that the city of Canterlot was going straight to hell, was an understatement.
Specifically, the partially-destroyed CHS.
The portal was standing only because of Celestia's protection spell.
In the office, Celestia had begun to follow Luna in a defiance of authority.
"Luna...?" Celestia said, next to her sister and holding a dead MP's gun. It looked Russian because of the lettering, "Do I... know you?"
"No," she replied, shooting what she thought to be a Czech soldier in the stomach, then ripping his ribs through his back, forcing them into what looked vaguely like the shape of her natural wings, "If you knew me like you think you do," she slammed the heavy door to the front office and destroyed the lock with a single MA kick, "someone would be dead."
Now that they were confident that they had five minutes, Celestia had questions about her own sister.
"Why do you come home smelling like copper and iron some nights?"
"I go to nightclubs and drink from a few people."
Celestia became worried, "The MMA?"
"Bad anime and violent video games."
"The disregard for... some... rules?"
"Third grade, Bitch Maryanne pissed the hell outta me."
Celestia was truly worried about the next thing.
"Demon?"
"I didn't turn into a demon."
Celestia dropped the gun, ran backward into the corner opposite where they were standing, turned pale, and began to hyperventilate.
"Celestia," she said, walking to her sister, though she noticed her reflection.
It wasn't hers.
"First time for everything, I guess."
Celestia trembled in fear as her sister's once-easy face and smile was now a sinister, nerve-wracking one, despite being the exact same it had been since they were kids.
"We'll be fine," Luna said, helping her sister up.
"We need to get everyone to safety," Celestia said, going over to the PA system as the door was shot down by a People's Liberation Army soldier.
"You can do it, Tia!!"
Enough with the smile, she thought, taking a deep breath for the announcement, Luna ripping the attackers to shreds, My badass sister is saving our butts right now.
On went the mic via an emergency button. No doubt it picked up the gunfire.
Regardless, Celestia made the cryptic announcement everyone had been anticipating.
"Nightingale! Onomotopea! Wyoming!"
In the cafeteria, Granny Smith had pulled a handgun out from a holster under her dress, "Ah'm good fer five hundr'd feet!"
Soldiers from the Cuban Revolutionary Armed Forces had already fired about fifty shots, but missed.
"Mah turn," she said, hitting several of the Cuban military.
Despite the fact that her eyesight was to the point of needing moderately-strong glasses, she nailed everything she aimed at.
> Chapter 5
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Wednesday 17 January 2018, 08:39, UN Meeting Room in California




Seth's old YotaPhone 2 went off in Mitzi's pocket, but the fighting was so loud, nobody heard it. Plus, Russian President Vladimir Putin, Czech President Miloš Zeman, and Cuban President Miguel Díaz-Canel had came to the meeting, so God knows that didn't help it get quieter.
Video ot Front-ofisa CHS
Mitzi took out the phone and looked at the video. It was thirty seconds long, and showed Principal Celestia calling a Vantablack demon her sister while brutally killing several hostile police and soldiers.
Oh, God.
On cue, the room went quiet, so she took the opportunity to go up to the table and tell what she just saw.
"This," she said, putting the phone down hard on the table, "Is when you know we're going to hell."
"Mitzi, is it?" Trump asked, "We are trying to get 400 students repatriated."
"Watch this," Mitzi said, connecting the Russian smartphone to the wireless screen and playing the video, "Here it is."
The 30-second video really shook everyone up.
"Trump, those are YOUR schools, and you point accusations at ME for inhumane treatment to my citizens!?"
"Kim, what- what the hell does that even mean to anything?"
"Your students, proven in the girl's video, are in constant threat of hellish creatures!" President Putin said.
"You think that's mine!? It has to be the horse-women's thing in the school!"
Trump was one wrong glance away from being imprisoned in stone by the leading diarch.
"President Trump," President Tsai said, "You might wish to be quiet for a minute."
"Ms- Ms Tsai, our countries' children are being held captive, in what may be an aggressive country in a different reality."
President Tsai Ing-wen was picking up (probably the only leader in the room) that all hell could truly break loose if this didn't settle soon, at least die down for a few minutes.
"Help," she mouthed.
Mitzi caught onto this so she got on the table and began shouting.
"Everyone in here, shut the motherfucking HELL UP!!! Listen to President Tsai Ing-wen if you want to be able to do ANYTHING!!!"
Everyone was quiet.
"President," Mitzi prompted, getting down from the table.
"I- if we- if we could take a- a twenty-minute re- recession-"
Everyone voted yes and left the conference room. Princess Celestia, however, stopped Mitzi and Tsai. Twilight took this opportunity to deploy Equestria's Royal Guard into Canterlot City to protect the innocent people in the school.
"Ms Ing-wen, Mitzi," Princess Celestia said.
"Gah!"
"Yes, Princess?"
"I want to thank you both for making this stop. I almost began sending people to the moon."
"I... I was beginning to get anxiety after... earlier."
"My actions were... rash and regrettable."
The President of Taiwan was leaning on the table with one hand and had her other hand on her chest as if she was about to enter cardiac arrest. It never happened, thank God.
"I'm willing to just do things your way."
Princess Celestia had an idea, "Maybe we could work something out in accordance to common law."
"Thank you," President Tsai said, collapsing into a chair as the experience was almost too much for her body to handle.
> Chapter 6
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Wednesday 17 January 2018, 08:39, CHS




The cryptic command was code for "Everyone, get your butts into the gym and lock the damn doors!"
Ms Harshwhinny went back into the school and was guarding one of the entrances to the gym with Granny Smith; both were perfect shots to a decently long range. Granny Smith had been shooting since her grandpappy took her with him one day, so she had to help Nagatha get started with a handgun. The latter's army experience really helped.
"Nag'tha, yer gonna wanna lock yer elbow. Mah grandpappy told me 'at's how ta git a firm shot."
Pow! Pow!
"Thanks," the younger replied, "I never thought I'd have to do any fighting as a teacher."
"Mah ma told me 'at time ain't gone stop when I's just a wee baby."
"Sounds nice."
"You'd love 'em, both."
Coach Iron Will had the doors on the inside of said gymnasium barricaded, also having students to help by grabbing equipment.
Celestia and Luna were ushering students into the gym through the only way that was remaining: the south wall of the gym, the secondary interior access. It was being guarded by June Days.
Celestia was just getting used to having to resort to physical violence, but Luna, on the other hand, was no longer the firm and caring sister and High School Vice-Principal. She was now a demonic vampire killing machine. She had ripped out five hearts, ripped some or all of the limbs off of sixteen or seventeen people, destroyed four's spines, crushed twelve heads, and turned thirty people's rib cages into wing-like structures. Altogether, she had killed sixty eight people, eight of which tried to so much as think about hurting the only blood-relative she had left in the world.
Her outfit was destroyed. It was ripped and had scorched places from her transformation, her shoes were physically destroyed, ripped and charred, and, along with her body, was stained with blood and pieces of various organs.
She was a truly hellish force to be reckoned with now.
"Luna," Celestia said as the last of the students and June went into the gym, "Between you and this right now, I don't know which terrifies me more."
The hallways were clear because all of the people who were from millitaries around the world did not want to be tortured to death. This allowed for the two to share a warm moment.

"Celestia," Luna replied, hugging her sister, "I can read their thoughts and a shitload of things that I couldn't do before. Eight people only thought about doing something to you. I didn't want to lose you."

Celestia came to the realization that this demon, hugging her, was her sister, "You know, you're right. You're my sister. I shouldn't be worried. It'll just take some time."

"I can wait for you," she said as her eyes turned to pools of Vantablack for a second, "Be ready. Someone's coming!"
> Chapter 7
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UN Meeting Room, California




"Okay," Mitzi said, "We need a plan to get the frick outta here," she looked to the Taiwanese leader, "Do you drink?"

The princess and president were both lost by this.

"No, why?"

"Good," she replied, pulling a small cup and a suspicious, 22 oz soda bottle from (now) her bag that was labeled, in Dark-Midnight-Blue, «12» Стренгтх Водка - !ЦАУТИОН!, "Drink this," she said, filling the cup with the liquid.

"What is it?"

Mitzi deciphered the label as best she could with her limited knowledge of how Seth would write using the Russian/Cyrillic alphabet, "12 Soviet Vodka'," she read, "Soviet/Russian Vodka was really the only thing that could come close to knocking him out. This is 12 times stronger, so you should puke almost instantly, then be out for a little while."

"What!?"

"We say you went into cardiac arrest or something equally life threatening, rush you out to the car, drive like hell back to the school, and go into Equestria. You never heard-"

Twilight suddenly screamed bloody murder from outside the room.

"It's the best we've got," Tsai said, drinking the cup of Vodka in two swallows as Mitzi ran out of the room, "Woah."

"Was ist mit Princess Twilight passiert!?" Mitzi said, seeing the younger princess on the floor with two gunshot wounds in her abdomen, a ripped-off wing, and 95% of her horn blown off.

"Vy dolzhny byt' BLAGODARNY nami, gospozha Mitzi Groß."

Mitzi was fluent in German and English, but couldn't speak Russian at all without butchering every word she said in the language.

"Why in the hell should I be thanking YOU of all damn people right now!?" Mitzi replied, checking her vitals, "Fuck this," she pulled Twilight on her shoulder, "Call 911!"

Meanwhile, the super-strength alcohol did just what Mitzi said it would do; within 30 seconds, Tsai was out-cold, on the floor, and had projectile-vomited the equivalent of a decent-sized lunch. Princess Celestia had kept her from falling on the floor and hurting herself, but made it look like she had succumbed to all of the stress from the meeting.

She was proud of her work, until Mitzi came in with a bloodied Twilight on her shoulders and her horn in her teeth.

"What in tartarus happened!?"

Mitzi put Twilight and her torn appendages on the table, then sent a text to Ms Harshwhinny and the Co-Principals, "Motherfuckers," she said, "We have to go. Now!"

The Princess of the Sun teleported them out to the beat-up Zastava that served as their transportation.

"How are we going to do this?"

"I'll wrap Princess Twilight at her wounds and you sit in the back with her. Meanwhile, Tsai will be in the front-passenger seat leaned back. I'll drive fast-as-hell back to the school, while you make sure nobody gets hurt anymore than they already are."

Princess Celestia put Tsai in the car as gentle as she could while Mitzi began wrapping Twilight. When that was finished, they were off.

"Are you sure that this is a good idea!?" Princess Celestia said as Mitzi drove the roads like she owned the hell out of them.

"At this point," Mitzi replied, dodging near everything, "what the hell is!?"
> Chapter 8
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Twilight's Council Room




"What?" the Princess of the Night said upon hearing what Sweetie said.

"The princess was shot, Princess Twilight, and she's in critical condition!" Sweetie said, scared almost to death as Princess Luna transformed into Nightmare Moon.

The scare factor of this would put Seth's RED ARMY stare to shame on an ungodly level.

"STAY!" she said, going through the portal.

Nightmare Moon's transformation was what Vice-Principal Luna's had been earlier in her demonic form. Blood was required for Nightmare Moon, though she wasn't a vampire. The ONLY difference between the two at that point.

"Krasnyye soldaty, otkrytyye ogni dlya loshadi! Nemedlenno!"

"YOU HAVE NOT ONLY TAKEN THE LIVES OF TWO INNOCENT CHILDREN, BUT NOW YOU ATTEMPT TO KILL TWO FIGURES OF ROYALTY!?" Nightmare Moon said, as the Russian soldiers opened fire, "WE SHALL NOT STAND FOR THIS ACT OF HOSTILITY AND AGGRESSION TO OUR KINGDOM!!"

Meanwhile at the gym doors, Luna had begun to make the transition into her demonic form.

"Something is happening with the portal that Sunset described, Celestia."

"What are you going to do?"

"KILL."

Luna went out to the portal, but instead saw Nightmare Moon deflecting military attacks.

"Otstupleniye!"

The Russian military tried to avoid dying by what they thought was the demon from the school's office just earlier, but were equally scared when said demon was walking toward them.

"DON'T GO TO AN INNOCENT STUDENT'S HOME WHOM HAS PASSED AND BEGIN SHOOTING UP THEIR WORLD!!", she said as the army began to fire shots at her.

Did they forget earlier? Or even JUST NOW?

As she let out the most ungodly of noises, easily straight from hell, everyone fell into some kind of agonizing death.

At that, both former-Lunas looked each other in the eye and began to fight. Demonic-Black-Magic vs Corrupted-Equestrian-Magic, ending in a stalemate.

"Your power has matched our own."

"As with yours."

The two walked to each other in the middle of the wreckage.

"Luna?"

"Princess?"

"What has happened?"

"I should ask you the same thing."

"For the sake of my sister and the ongoing war, I have reverted to Nightmare Moon."

"I just found out I'm a hellish, black, fire-demon."

"I see."

In the school, the hellishly ungodly screech shattered every pane of glass, made the world go dark for a moment, and made everyone lose coherency for a second. The only one who was even remotely comfortable was Principal Celestia, who knew it was her sister.

Please be okay.

Meanwhile in the Yugo, while Twilight was bleeding out, Celestia didn't know what to do.

"Here's a pack of tampons," Mitzi said, handing a clearly marked box with Seth's name on it to the Sun Princess.

"What am I supposed to do with this?" she asked, hiding the disturbance in her voice.

"If one of us gets a hole put in us, he crammed one in it so we'd stop bleeding, at least until we get to the hospital."

"Oh," she said, putting them into the gunshot wounds on Twilight.

What works, works, right?

Just then, all of the glass in the car was shattered and there was no light for about five seconds, making her scream as she tried to remember where the road was.

"What happened to your Sun!?" Princess Celestia said.

Everything turned back on.

Can you wake up Tsai after you finish stuffing Princess Twilight's wounds?"

"I can," she replied putting a tampon in the last visible bullethole in her body.

Princess Celestia then proceeded to wake up Tsai, who was, only at this point, dazed.

"What- where are we?"

She noticed that they weren't at the California UN anymore, but instead in an old car that was probably going to give out soon.

"Almost to CHS. That vodka worked like a charm."

"What about the others?" Tsai looked to Mitzi as she pulled into CHS's parking lot.

"What about us!?"

Nobody could tell where one body stopped and another started, but while that was going on, then a Cuban soldier was suddenly thrown into the car with a blood-colored aura surrounding him.

"Is it always like this here!?"

"From my daughter's letters before she died, no."

"Oh, I'm-"

She was interrupted my Mitzi stabbing the already-dead soldier, both hands on the knife, screaming, and going a considerable speed.

"DU WIRST VERDAMMT STERBEN UND NICHT MICH TÖTEN, ***DAMMIT!!!! ICH WERDE IHREN KOPF AUS, WENN SIE SO VIEL WIE VERSUCHEN, ZU BEWEGEN!!! ICH HABE DEN HANDPUNSCH DAFÜR!!!"

"Mitzi!" Tsai called, holding the steering wheel.

"Die Tat ist erledigt," she replied wiping her hand (and consequentially the guy's blood) on her head, "Er ist tot."

"What do we need to do?"

"Prinzessin?"

"We need to go to Equestria, for the safety of everypony."

"The mirror?" Mitzi shifted into fifth, pushed the body out, and just went for it, "I'm on it."

Tsai was lost, but the princess was sure that it wouldn't work. Mitzi, though had another belief.

"Hold on!" she said, driving through the portal.

In the Council Room, Pinkie's "Pinkie Sense" had told her to get her friends to move everything out of the way because a high-speed train-thing would need to use the whole room to stop.

"Pinkie Pie," the Element of Loyalty said, "I don't think-"

"MOVE!!!!!" The Element of Laughter said, pushing the other five elements out of the way as a dark-blue thing made its way into the room, drifting around most of it to stop completely before dying, "Told you!"

All four ponies got out of the Yugo (the President had to have some help, though), and frantically asked the five elements to get Princess Twilight to a hospital.
> Chapter 9
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"Where are we?" the President of Taiwan asked.

Princess Celestia didn't quite hear her because she was racing Princess Twilight to somepony who could help her BEYOND shoving a bunch of tampons into bullet-holes.

"Good question. Beyond Equestria, I have no idea."

"You're at the Castle of Friendship!" Pinkie Pie said, quickly turning the former humans' vision into her pink face.

Tsai backed up, her heart going a mile a minute, "H... h..."

"Just accept it," Mitzi said, hobbling over to to the frightened woman, "You'll live longer..." Mitzi looked around, "I think."

"How... about we get you a wheelchair," Starlight said leaving the room, "It's... disturbing... to see you like that."

"She... seems nice," Tsai said before noticing her reflection, then freaking out again, "What is this!? A TUMOR!? CUT IT OFF!!!"

"It's a horn, Darling!" Rarity said, galloping over to her, "You have readily-available access to magic, Darling! It's not bad, and most certainly not a tumor, uh... you?"

"Tsai."

"I'm Rarity, Ms Tsai," she looked at the new unicorn's business suit and glasses, "You look like you mean business when you do something."

"Uh, thanks?"

"It's nice to meet you again, Ms Tsai."

"How... how do you stand?"

"Oh, don't worry about that right now. Starlight will be back-"

She burst through the door with a wheelchair, but also looking like she was in a war, "Princess Twilight!"

"We saw."

Levitating the chair to the new mare, she dropped to the floor.

"To say that physics has essentially just said 'Fuck this, and fuck everyone with it' would be a big understatement," Mitzi said as her and Rarity helped Tsai into the wheelchair.

"Hearing that-" Tsai said as the demonized Vice-Principal Luna was thrown through the portal, covered in needles, cuts, and bulletholes.

"***DAMMIT!!!!!"

"Like I said, physics... out."