The Grand Galoping Gala is crashed when Princess Luna transforms herself into Nightmare Moon and declares herself Queen of Equestia.
A Galaxy Ranger story. Season 1 Finale.
It was a nightmare. Trixie couldn’t believe her eyes. Her beloved mentor had transformed into a monster! Luna had declared herself, Nightmare Moon, Eternal Queen of Equestria. Worse, in her madness, she had decided to banish her sister’s sun, bringing upon an Eternal Night that would never end! Now, Trixie and her fellow Galaxy Rangers find themselves in a dying world, battling against a queen whose power seems unbeatable.
Everything is not lost, however. Trixie finds herself new and unexpected allies, but a terrible new foe as well. A familiar face from the past still holds a grudge and won't even die until she's settled the score.
“What do you mean you’re dismantling the Night Court?!” Trixie said, outraged. She’d worked her flank off for years to rise to her position as Ponyville’s representative. It, admittedly, wasn’t a great position, but it was hers, darn it. Luna had transformed Equestria into a democratic monarchy, renaming their country to the Lunar Republic. The princess was literally rewriting Equestria into her image!
Nightmare Moon? And Lunar Republic? What kind of names were those?
“Calm down, Trixie,” Cheerilee said, trying to placate the incensed mare. “I’m sure she has a good reason for this. Right, princess?” She sent a nervous glance towards the Ranger Killers, which stood nearby, tall, dark, and imposing. Luna had created these creatures from her own blood to act as her personal attack squad. By all accounts, they were tough. It had taken three of her friends to defeat even one. The fact there were at least fifty of them made even Trixie nervous.
“And why am I a knight now?” Carrot Top said, fuming. “Turn me back, now!”
The Gala broke into angry protests, with everypony speaking over each other. Some were furious about losing their position. Others were vying to butter up to their new Queen. A few nobles were eager to learn more about this democratic system, hoping to improve their low political status. It was utter pandemonium.
“Silence!” This single world from the Queen made glass break, spilling Champagne everywhere, dousing some poor ponies with it.
“Silence.” Nightmare Moon said. “I will have order.” The Ranger Killers moved towards the nobles, who backed away in terror. The room became deathly still.
“Listen, my subjects. Changes are coming to this country, and many won’t be popular. But understand this; your queen will always have your best interests in mind. I will not tolerate dissent. From anypony.”
The sharp look Nightmare Moon gave Trixie made a chill travel down her spine. Something was wrong with Luna. The alicorn’s eyes contained a mania Trixie didn’t like.
“I see you have big plans, my sister,” Celestia said, forcing a smile. “These are exciting changes. I will always be here if you need me, uh, my Queen.”
“And you.” Nightmare Moon stalked her sister like a hawk circling over a helpless mouse. “What shall I do with my traitorous sister?”
“Lulu, please,” Celestia replied, “I only want to put our differences behind us. It’s a new Equestria like you said. So why can’t we both have a fresh start?”
“Lies!” Ponies cried out in alarm as the entire building shook and dust fell from the ceiling. That single word almost collapsed the entire building on top of them.
“Your honeyed words don’t fool me!” An ugly smile formed on the Queen’s face. “While you’ve been smiling and seducing my ponies, I’ve been working hard to uncover your schemes. Bring her in!”
Cries of horror echoed through the halls as two guards brought in a beaten and battered pony. The mare could barely walk on her hooves, so the guards carried her. A gasp escaped Trixie’s lips, recognizing the pony. It was Flitter!
“Sorry, Princess.” Flitter cried out in pain as the guards threw her to the ground. Bloodstains darkened the polished marble floor. The nobles watched in fascinated horror.
Luna almighty! Trixie stood stock still, shocked beyond words. Even Celestia was speechless.
“This one confessed everything to me.” Nightmare Moon had an evil glint in her eyes. “She was your spy. Another traitor. She told me how she foalnapped Twilight Sparkle for you. Spied on my Galaxy Rangers. Stole ancient artifacts for you, even after you reformed.” She uttered the last word with disdain.
“She told me of your future plans to take over my county once you discredited me! Most damning, she admitted to stealing the Neptune and Uranus stones from Fisher so you could use them on me!” A shocked expression passed over Celestia’s face.
Nightmare howled out a laugh that contained no humor. “You thought I couldn’t defeat the geas you put over me? Hear this, citizens of my Luna Republic! Your Princess Celestia implanted the Neptune and Uranus Planetary Stones inside me to corrupt me, but it failed!”
“Impossible!” Celestia’s eyes widened as two familiar stones dropped to the floor.
“There are more Planetary Stones?” Cheerilee asked in shock.
“I removed them weeks ago, only pretending to be under their power.” Nightmare Moon wore a smug smile.
“I see.” Celestia forced a smile. “I take full responsibility for my actions. Please don’t hurt Flitter anymore. Her actions are my fault. I will take the full brunt of her punishment too.”
“No.”
“What?” Celestia took a step back.
“I won’t accept any traitors in my Republic.” Nightmare Moon replied. “I haven’t found Spike yet on your moon castle, but rest assured he’ll receive his just punishment!”
“Leave Spike alone!” It shocked Trixie to see Celestia frightened for Spike’s safety. Nightmare Moon showed no pity or remorse.
Nightmare Moon levitated the Planetary Stones and placed them into two empty slots in a silver necklace attached to her neck. They sparkled with an eerie light. Trixie wondered what powers they granted to their user. “I must thank you, however. Thanks to your Planetary Stone, I have become unstoppable. A true immortal, implacable Queen of the Lunar Republic.”
With a gesture of her head, she motioned for her guards to surround the solar princess. “Take her and the traitor away for their pending execution. I will show the world what happens to those who defy me.”
“Execution? You can’t do that!” While the last few events stunned her into silence, Trixie couldn’t remain quiet any longer. While Corona was an evil snake, the Ranger couldn’t stand by and let her die.
“You can’t do that, Princess. She’s your sister!” Ditzy said.
“Yes, it’s just wrong!” Cheerilee added.
“Horrible.” Raindrops shook her head.
“Silence!” The building shook again, causing cracks to form in the support pillars. Ponies duck their heads under their hooves, expecting the worst.
“You are my guard, my watchdogs, and I will not have my judgment questioned.” Nightmare Moon’s voice lowered to a threatening whisper. “She is an enemy. Be glad I am finally getting rid of her.”
Watchdog?! Trixie had sworn an oath to protect her princess and Equestria, but she found being called somepony’s attack dog distasteful. Her friends weren’t much happier and wore angry frowns on their faces.
“Queen, I realize she’s done some terrible things, but I’ve always believed nopony is beyond redemption,” Ditzy said, trying to remain diplomatic. “Give her time. I’m certain Celestia will learn from the error of her ways.” Celestia gave her best disarming smile to back this statement up.
“I’m not happy about her turning me into Corvus, but because of that, I gained many new friends,” Twilight added. “Please show her mercy.”
Good thinking, guys! “Yes, no more fighting. Putting her in jail is enough punishment.”
A nasty smile formed on Nightmare Moon’s face. ”I understand you, my student. I realize how much Pokey’s tragic death hurt you. You don’t want anypony else to die. Very well."
Thank goodness! Both Trixie and Celestia sighed in relief. The sun princess gave her sister a hopeful smile.
“Don’t be so smug, sister.” Nightmare Moon said. “You aren’t escaping punishment. I have a better idea. One that will make you pray for death!” Her horn sparked with magical energy and a beam shot from it before anypony could do anything.
Everypony watched in terror as the sun princess screamed in terror as her body petrified. An expression of horror remained frozen on her face as it completely became stone. Another beam struck Flitter, doing the same. Trixie knew Flitter’s and Corona’s screams would haunt her nightmares.
“Don’t worry, I made sure their minds are completely aware of their surroundings.” Nightmare howled out a wicked laugh. After seeing her student’s shocked expression, she smiled. “Fear not. It won’t be forever. Another thousand years seems fair enough. I wonder if my sister will curse your name once she’s freed. It is your fault you saved her from death.”
Princess, what has happened to you? Trixie wanted Corona punished, but she never wished for such a horrible fate. The nobles backed away, terrified they’d suffer the same fate if they opposed their new queen.
“Enough of that unpleasantness.” Nightmare Moon made her best charming smile. “We shall resume the Gala.” She clapped her hooves together. “Dance everypony and be merry! Corona, the Republic’s greatest enemy, is defeated!” Everypony sighed in relief, glad the horror show was over. Though everypony still maintained a healthy distance away from their new queen.
The queen’s face twisted into a scowl when her words didn’t have the desired effect she wanted. “Lyra, play some music now. It’s too quiet. Play your wonderful Symphony for Moon and Sun. It seems appropriate.”
Lyra gave her friends a nervous glance, wondering if she should do as Nightmare Moon instructed. Trixie gave a reluctant nod. Placating the mad alicorn seemed wise. While reluctant, Lyra pulled out her lyre and began playing. It impressed Trixie how well her friend played, considering the circumstances. Nightmare Moon closed her eyes and enjoyed the lovely melody. Ponies reluctantly danced and mingled, but Trixie could tell they were still frightened. Even Pinkie and Rarity wore glum expressions.
Is this how ponies felt when Celestia went crazy a millennium ago? Trixie knew everypony was trotting on thin ice, so she pretended to be friendly with her crazed mentor.
“You’ve done good work, my queen,” Trixie said. “All these changes are sudden, but I’m glad you’re putting down a firm hoof and showing leadership.”
“I’m glad you agree, my student.” Nightmare Moon replied. “I realize I’ve been too soft. I haven’t held the reins of the Night Court tight enough. Never again. My ponies deserve better.”
“Totally! Totally!”
Nightmare Moon gazed into the night sky right towards her moon, a distant expression on her face. “You taught me that change is necessary. Without that, ponies can’t grow.”
Right, but I didn’t mean you should burn the whole system down!
“And you’ve just given me a wonderful idea!” Nightmare brightened and Trixie feared what the mad queen might propose next.
“We need more than a change of government!” Nightmare Moon said. “The world can also become something greater and more beautiful!” She levitated a wine glass from a nearby waiter, tapping it with a spoon.
“Everypony, your queen has an announcement.” Like Trixie, everypony watched the mad alicorn with trepidation.
“From today forth, the sun will never rise again!” Nightmare Moon declared. Everypony gave each other a worried and fearful expression.
“Uh, my Queen,” Cheerilee said, trying to be the voice of reason. “Everypony needs the sun to live. I realize the sun has fallen out of favor in the last thousand years, but I doubt anypony wants to live without it.”
“Nonsense!” Nightmare Moon huffed in annoyance. “Ponies will evolve beyond the need for sunlight. They deserve to gaze upon my night’s glory all day, every day!”
Cheerilee’s face scrunched up, a painful expression on her muzzle. “But plants need sunlight to live!”
“Yes, they use the light for photosynthesis, to power chlorophyll to convert water and carbon dioxide into oxygen and glucose!” Twilight said, nodding.
“Then my Lunar Republic will grow plants that don’t.” Nightmare Moon replied coolly. “My moon will provide the light they need.”
“How the heck will that work?” A baffled Twilight whispered to Trixie, who only shrugged in response.
“I see.” Cheerilee backed away in fear when the queen got into her face.
“Is that all?” Nightmare Moon said, snarling. “Do you have any more inane questions? Do you believe me a foal?”
“No! Of course not, my queen!” Cheerilee replied with haste.
“Good.” Nightmare Moon turned away, much to the teacher’s relief. “I only tolerate your questions because you’re my knight. Don’t disappoint me. Now you must excuse me, I must speak to my scientists. Enjoy the party, my subjects. Your queen shall return shortly.” Her horn lit up and vanished.
“Dear goodness, what is happening?!” Trixie put her hooves into her face. The nobles gave her expectant looks, no doubt wanting her to fix this mess.
Trixie gave them her best-winning smile. “Don’t worry, I’ll think of something!” The ex-nobles gave the statues of Flitter and Corona a worried glance before returning to their dancing and mingling.
“What are we going to do, Trixie?” Cheerilee whispered.
Trixie forced a smile. “Learn what happened to the princess’s mind. The Planetary stones must have done something to it.” She recalled how they made Twilight’s dad, Night Light, go crackers when he used one to transform into the Jupiter Ranger. But Trixie worried about how they were messing with Luna’s mind. Did Corona implanting them corrupt her mind, or by just holding them? They needed more research.
“That makes sense.” Twilight stroked her chin as they talked over the situation. “I’ll see what I can do.” In a flash, she vanished out of sight.
Trixie sighed. Disappearing from the Gala might not be the best plan. It might royally tick off Nightmare Moon. Oh well. An idea struck her. Though Corona was a statue, she knew somepony else with knowledge about the Planetary Stones. He’s been the Earth Ranger once. Sure enough, she spotted Greengrass observing the chaos from behind a pillar. Trixie stomped towards him.
“We need to talk, now,” Trixie said without preamble. It surprised her that the stallion had gotten away from the guards after she trapped him in Luna’s room, but that hardly mattered right now.
“I believe we do,” Greengrass replied. Unlike the other noble, he was cool and collected, giving her a shrewd smile. “What a mess we’ve found ourselves in.”
“Talk. What have the Planetary stones done to the princess?!”
Greengrass remained silent for several moments, considering her question. “I’m afraid I have limited knowledge about them. An evil cult created them to bring a monster from another reality into ours. Little is known beyond that.”
A chill went down Trixie’s spine. That didn’t sound good.
“They apparently contain the power of the gods, but it’s never been clear how that worked.” Greengrass continued. “But I’m the wrong person to ask. Fisher is the pony you need.” Fisher had become the Mars Ranger if Trixie recalled correctly.
Trixie sighed. “Where did he disappear to?” She searched among the ex-nobles and discovered no sign of the former archduke. He’d vanished from the spotlight after the Night Court Ranger incident, and nopony had seen him since.
“I know where our ex-archduke kept his research if that’s any help. I might have knowledge my people missed.”
Trixie gave him a suspicious look. “And what do you want in exchange?” Greengrass did nothing without a selfish reason. It irked her she required his help again. Somehow, that snake always knew how to make himself useful. Still, she supposed she should be grateful he told her about the Ranger Killers. What she’d do about them, she still wasn’t sure. But she’d beat them, eventually. Hopefully.
“So suspicious. It’s almost like you don’t trust me.”
“Not in a million years.” And beyond that. But Trixie needed him still. Whatever he wanted was a problem to solve at a later date. Luna came first.
“Fine, show me where the data is,” Trixie said, “but I’m watching you. We’ll leave once the Gala is over.”
“Sounds good to me,” Greengrass replied. “Besides, I owe a lovely mare another dance.”
“Fine, whatever. Just be there.” Trixie only hoped she wasn’t making a gargantuan mistake asking for Greengrass’s help.
“Um.”
Trixie turned to find Snowflake standing behind her. “Uh, is everything okay?” He kept his voice to a whisper or tried to. It won’t take much for a pony to overhear him, but he was trying his best. The stallion gave the Ranger Killers covert looks, obviously worried about his date’s safety.
“I’m fine.” Trixie gave him an encouraging smile. “It’s nothing I can’t handle. I’m a Ranger. It’ll work itself out.”
“Okay.” Snowflake’s massive form wilted. He still worried about her.
I can’t allow my date to fret about me. Trixie extended a hoof. “Come on, let’s have another dance. I’m ready to tear up the dance floor if you are.”
“YEAH!” Trixie smirked when Snowflake forgot to regulate the volume of his voice again, making nearby ex-nobles wince. He grabbed her hoof like a true gentlecolt, guiding her towards the dance floor. Dangerous days were ahead, and it’d be foalish to waste this opportunity.
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Somehow the gala room’s roof hadn’t collapsed, and everypony gave their awkward goodbyes. The ex-nobles entered their carts, heading home. Nightmare Moon had refused any audience with anypony today, leaving the uncertain ex-noble nervous about their futures. Despite everything, Trixie sympathized with them. Nopony deserved to fear for their future.
“So, uh, what now?” Ditzy whispered. Her friends had gathered around Trixie, trying to devise a plan under the watchful gaze of Nightmare Moon and the Ranger Killers. The mad queen watched them with obvious suspicion.
“Just go home to your daughter,” Trixie replied a little too loudly. “It’s nothing to worry about. I’m sure Queen Nightmare Moon has everypony’s best interests in mind.
Ditzy sighed. “If you’re sure.”
“I’m glad my student understands the situation.” Nightmare Moon teleported behind them. “I won’t tolerate any sudation, even from my royal knights.”
“Yeah, my queen. You made that very clear.” Trixie replied in a deadpan voice.
“Home seems just fine!” Ditzy forced a smile. The rest of Trixie’s friends forced their own smiles and gave their awkward goodbyes. Twilight still hadn’t returned, but Shining made an excuse for her, which the queen accepted.
“Okie dokie!” Pinkie replied. “Not a bad party, queeny! I give it a 3.5!” With that, she bounced away leaving Nightmare Moon unsure how to respond to this criticism. The queen only nodded like she understood what the party pony was saying.
“Wait for me, darling!” Rarity chased after the unusual party pony. “Good luck with everything, Trixie.” The rest of Trixie’s friends gave their goodbyes and left. Snowflake gave her a massive bear hug before he departed.
“Here, my student.” Nightmare Moon walked away, expecting Trixie to follow like a trained dog. While annoyed, she did as instructed. They walked in silence for several moments. Trixie broke the silence.
“So, these black-armored guards, had them long?” Trixie asked. “They’re an interesting invention.”
“My Ranger Killers, yes.” Nightmare Moon replied. “There are trying times. If the nobles enter rebellion, I want a weapon that will crush them, fast.” Trixie tensed as two followed without Nightmare Moon saying anything. Could the mad alicorn control these things with her mind? Hopefully, Greengrass would help her learn more about these creatures, too.
“Seems like overkill, but okay!” Trixie said. “You have us, but sure!”
“Do I?” Nightmare’s Moon mouth twisted into a snarl. Her sharp fangs became visible.
“Of course!” Trixie replied. She hated these fake smiles, but she had to appeal to the mad alicorn somehow.
“I’m asking you to trust me, Trixie!” Nightmare Moon turned away, looking towards her full moon. “I fear you will turn against me.”
Trixie’s face became serious. “I would never betray you, Luna.” She meant this with her every being.
“Don’t betray that trust.” Nightmare Moon replied. “You’ve always been a daughter to me. I want nothing to come between us.”
“Never.” Luna’s words left a painful mix of emotions within Trixie.
“Good night, my student. Get plenty of rest. We have much to deal with tomorrow.” Nightmare Moon left, taking her two Ranger Killers with her.
Trixie turned away, tears in her eyes. I promise I won’t betray you, but this is for your own good, princess. She used her magic to create a fake Trixie who walked back towards her old room while the real Trixie vanished into the shadows to meet her randevu with Greengrass. She hoped Luna would forgive her for this.
“He can’t have gone far. Keep searching!” A lunar guard pointed towards two different alleyways.
“Yes, sir!” The other guards flew in separate directions, their black armor blending into the surrounding night sky, making them almost invisible.
Spike panted as a guard flew over the trash can he was hiding inside. It smelled rancid, covering him with Celestia knew what, but his terror of getting caught made him forget it. He forced his teeth to stop chattering. After seeing what they’d done to poor Flitter, he feared what they’d do to an innocent dragon like himself. He thanked his lucky stars that Celestia had a secret portal to Ponyville for dire emergencies like this one. Out of nowhere, Luna’s guards had raided Celestia’s castle, and he’d been running for his life ever since.
“The rat couldn’t have gotten far.” The lunar guard checked each trash can, giving each one a careful search.
Rat?! I’m a proud dragon! Spike fought back his indignation. If the jerk investigated his can, he’d get a face full of dragon fire! His heart raced as the jerk got closer and opened the one next to Spike’s can.
Any minute now. Spike only hoped the other guards wouldn’t swarm him when he ran into the open.
The guard moved towards the dragon’s hiding place and froze when a sound caught his attention. He pulled out his nightstick, ready to pummel the criminal he’d been chasing. A trash can toppled over and a cat meowed, disturbed by the guard’s racket. It cried out in pain when the guard whacked it across the head.
“Scat, you pest!” The guard said, sneering. “I’m trying to work here.” The cat hissed at the monstrous jerk but fled when he approached with his nightstick.
That’s it, I’ll enjoy frying this guy’s face! Come closer, I’m waiting for you! Before Spike could spring on the guy, another guard approached.
“What are you doing, Misty Moon?” The second guard said, outraged. “That was horrible. What’s wrong with you?”
Misty Moon sniffed. “Doing my job, Night Terrors. It got in my way.”
“Luna wouldn’t approve of this.” Night Terrors shook his head. Thank goodness not all of Luna’s guards were horrible monsters.
“Queen Nightmare Moon wants strong ponies that follow orders.” Misty Moon snapped. “Focus on finding the dragon. Nopony cares about some stupid cat. Get lost!”
“Whatever.” Night Terrors replied. “But I’m still telling the princess!”
“Queen, you idiot!” Misty Moon gave a guttural cry of annoyance, watching as Night Terror flew away from the alley. “Doesn’t deserve his uniform if you ask me.” He mumbled. “Times are changing. Our queen demands absolute loyalty.”
The evil guard turned his back, cursing when somepony coughed. “What is it?”
“You ponies seemed lost and full of doubt.” Spike’s heart raced at the familiar voice. “Perhaps I may aid you if you tell me what’s this about?” Dear Celestia, it was Zecora! The same Zecora who betrayed his princess.
“Who are you?” Misty Moon asked, giving the intruder a suspicious look.
“A zebra from a faraway land,” Zecora said. “Ready for your command.”
“I don’t need your help.” Misty Moon smirked. “What can you possibly do?”
“I have potions of many a category.” Zecora ignored the guard’s rude tone and continued. “One of which will certainly guide you to your quarry.”
Oh crap. If Zecora gives this jerk a magic potion, I’m screwed! The traitor!
“Give me a break. That can’t be true!”
“Really!” Night Terrors flew in wearing a wide grin, interested in whatever the zebra was offering. “That’s super helpful, thank you!”
Misty Moon gave his compatriot a blank look. “What?! Don’t tell me you believe this garbage.” The last word contained obvious disdain, but gave Zecora him an encouraging smile.
“Every bit helps.” Night Terrors pulled out several bits and presented them to the zebra. “We’ll take them!”
Zecora took the bits and presented two vials containing an inky purple color to the guards. Spike realized he needed to do something. Once they drank the potions, he couldn’t hide anywhere. He couldn’t fight them alone, but with an unexpected ambush, he might stand a chance. Spike readied himself to spring into action but stopped when the zebra looked right at him, giving him a slight shake of her head.
Wait, she’s not helping them after all? Hope blossomed in Spike’s tiny dragon heart.
“Come on, drink!” Night Terrors pushed the potion into the other guard’s hooves. “How can it hurt? Besides, it smells of peppermint!”
“This is so stupid.” Misty Moon rolled his eyes. “We don’t even know if they’re even magical!”
“Your princess has demanded you complete this task with much haste,” Zecora replied. “Giving you little time to waste.”
“Fine, whatever!” Misty Moon downed the potion in one gulp.
“Bottoms up!” Night Terrors drank his next.
The sound of snoring echoed through the alley. The guards had fallen asleep in seconds. Whatever draft the zebra had given them, it had been powerful.
“Is it safe now?” Spike peeked his head out of the trash can.
“It is, my friend,” Zecora said, wearing a satisfied smile. “But hiding here for much longer is not something I can recommend.”
“Thanks for helping me.” Spike winced when his foot accidentally knocked over the trash can. Thankfully, no guards came to investigate. He wiped the sludge off his scales.
“Why are you helping me?” His mind flashed back to when she’d betrayed Princess Celestia after promising her loyalty. The false potion she’d given the princess had poisoned the alicorn’s power. Months later and Celestia still hadn’t regained her full strength.
“Helping someone in need,” Zecora replied. “Something smells wrong in the air, and we must work together if we are to succeed.”
“Something wrong?” Spike asked.
“Dawn has already come along.” Zecora motioned her head towards the night sky. “Tet we continue to live in darkness’s throng.” Spike realized she was right. A nearby clock in a window indicated it was already past six. And apparently, Luna was calling herself Queen? What was that about?
“True. But we can discuss that later. We need to hide!” While still reluctant to trust his old friend, he didn’t have much choice.
“Follow me. I will lead you away from your pursuers.” Zecora left the alley and opened her cloak. “Hide here and I will shield you from unwanted viewers.”
Spike reluctantly entered under her cloak. It was awkward walking under the zebra’s legs, but nopony even glanced at them, much to his relief. Whatever was happening, he’d stop Luna or Nightmare Moon or whatever, and save his princess. She never returned from the Gala, and Spike feared what the crazed queen might have done to her.
Don’t worry, Celestia. I’m coming to save you!
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“Still no sunlight, huh?” Trixie let out a curse. She’d hoped Luna had been joking when she’d said she’d never raise the sun again. Was she really planning on making the Earth a world of eternal darkness?
While confused the sun still hadn’t risen, the citizens of Canterlot weren’t overly concerned. The princess must have not given a general announcement about her big plans yet. Trixie feared the panic which would occur once the news spread around.
“Another coffee, please,” Trixie told the server. She was sitting in Black Aroma, her favorite little café in Canterlot. It was off the beaten path, but it served the best coffee in Equestria and divine croissants.
“Right away, sir.” The waiter bowed and left her. A slight smile formed on her face. As usual, her disguise was perfect. She was a cherry red stallion with a bright green mane. Her fake cutie mark was a green apple next to two cinnamon sticks.
“May I sit next to you, sir?” Greengrass asked, approaching her.
“Do what you want.” Trixie waved a dismissive hoof.
Greengrass gave her disguise a careful look before nodding in approval. “You didn’t even need magic to hide. I doubt even Princess Luna would recognize you. Sorry, Queen Nightmare Moon.”
The name Nightmare Moon dowered her mood, making her jalapeño laced coffee with three sugars taste sour. Even speaking Luna’s new name made her wince.
“I always come prepared,” Trixie replied. “What have you found? I know verbal sparring sates your ego, but I’m not in the mood.”
“I found a few interesting things. When the Queen had everything about the Planetary stones seized, she placed it in a secure facility on the outskirts of Canterlot. You won’t guess who owns it.”
“Puissance, of course,” Trixie replied. Greengrass’s nod confirmed her suspicions. “It makes no sense to me. Why is she helping Nightmare Moon after destroying the nobility? Fear?”
“That mare could stare down a chimera and make it flee in terror.” Greengrass gave a chuckle. “I imagine she has some other motive that goes beyond political power and money. What, I’m not sure yet.”
I suppose that the old crone’s motives don’t matter. “Whatever the case, if we’re lucky, this facility will also have more information on the Ranger Killers. Is it too much to ask that they have a big weak point we can hit which instantly defeats them?”
Greengrass chuckled in amusement, but a scream interrupted his next words. Trixie stood to attention, searching for the source of the scream.
“It’s fine, miss, they’re only here to help!” Shining Armor said, showing his best reassuring smile. Next to him stood a Ranger Killer in all its black creepy glory.
“Sure, they just surprised me.” The mare replied. She nervously trotted over to the Ranger Killer. “My name is Twinkleshine. Who are you?” Wasn’t she Twilight’s old roommate?
An awkward silence stood in the air. Twinkleshine gave her best friendly smile, but the monster didn’t even twitch in response.
“They’re very shy.” Shining Armor said. “But don’t worry, they’re here to protect the citizens. They’ll soon be a common sight all throughout the Republic! You’ll come to love and appreciate them just like the royal guards!”
“Republic?” Twinkleshine replied, confused.
“What is Nightmare Moon thinking?” Trixie returned to her conversation with Greengrass. “Are they meant to put ponies at ease? This can’t possibly end well.”
“It’s a power move,” Greengrass replied, “it’s showing her strength to the ex-nobility and to her loyal knights.” He said the word loyal with some irony.
“We’ll stop those things somehow.” Trixie downed her coffee, realizing it was getting cold. “Discover what you can about Puissance’s facility. We’re striking it tonight!” She slammed a hoof against the table for emphasis.
Greengrass chuckled. “Bold as usual. Very well. We’ll see you at midnight. We won’t have to worry about waiting for the cover of night, for obvious reasons.”
“Waiter, could I have a cappuccino, please.” Greengrass signaled to the nearest waiter. “I haven’t eaten here before. It’s a delightful little place.”
Let’s just hope you don’t start coming here often. This is my getaway from ponies like you. Still, she supposed she should be grateful. Selfish or not, Greengrass was risking his neck. She only hoped his help would be enough.
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Lemon Hearts hummed to herself as she watered her flower beds. She whispered to them, encouraging them to grow big and strong. From her window, she saw ponies going about their day. Rusty Spoon, a neighbor, was rushing to his shift at a nearby restaurant, almost late as usual. Yet, somehow always making his shift with several minutes to spare. Everypony was doing their darndest to make do despite the sun still being set.
Did Princess Luna oversleep? Lemon checked the clock. It said the time was twenty-five minutes past nine. While the princess was sometimes a few minutes late raising the sun, she’d never forgotten to raise the sun completely, even when sick.
“I hope you guys will do okay without a day of sunlight,” Lemon told her flowers. Shame on the princess for making her flower friends starve. Would a sunlamp help?
Her mood brightened when her roommate and best friend, Twinkleshine, walked up towards their townhouse. Lemons waved in greeting.
“Hey, Lemon.” Twinkleshine greeted after Lemon went back downstairs. The mare wore a pensive expression.
“Is something the matter?” Lemon asked, concerned.
“Nothing really,” Twinkleshine replied. “Canterlot’s been odd lately.”
“Right, Luna’s being lazy.”
“Not just the sun.” Terror filled Twinkleshine’s eyes, alarming Lemon Hearts. “I’ve heard all these crazy rumors. Nopony really knows what’s going on anymore.”
“Like?”
“Well, for starters, there are these weird armored ponies called Ranger Killers patrolling everywhere. The royal guards say they’re for our protection, but they give me the creeps!”
“Ranger Killers?!” A chill went down her spine. What could this mean? Was it time for the Pluto Ranger first appearance? Fisher had ordered her to keep a low profile, but a crisis might be happening! Lemon returned to the conversation, realizing she’d let herself get distracted.
“Really! It’s crazy if that’s true!”
“Sorry, what?” Lemon said, a little embarrassed.
“Lemon! I said I heard a rumor from Starfire that the princess has deposed the Night Court.”
Lemons’ jaw dropped. “No way!”
“It’s total confusion out there.” Twinkleshine shook her head. “Yet the princess wants us to stand around and accept it!”
A knock at the door startled them and when they opened it, they discovered a creepy black armored pony standing at their doorstep.
“A Ranger Killer!” Twinkleshine cried out in alarm.
Is it time for battle at last? Thanks to Fisher’s personal trainers, she’d gained some fighting experience. But she wasn’t even close to Trixie and Twilight’s level yet. Surreptitiously, she reached for the morpher attached to her purse.
“What’s this?” Twinkleshine grabbed the letter the Ranger Killer had presented her. Before they could thank the creature, it left without another word.
“Okay, that was weird,” Lemon said. “What does it say?”
Her roommate scanned the paper. “It says our Queen is giving a speech at Canterlot Stadium at noon today. She’s planning to announce some exciting new changes to this great country of ours.”
“Queen?”
Twinkleshine sighed in relief. “It seems Luna has everything sorted out, so there’s nothing to worry about. Oh! And it says there will be snacks and games there too! I should wake Minuette. Do you think we should dress up for it? There might be some handsome stallions there. So much to do!” She left to go upstairs, waking their other roommate, Minuette, who usually slept in every morning.
Despite Twinkleshine’s assurances everything was fine, her roommate forced a smile, pretending to ignore the eerie atmosphere that permeated Canterlot. Another knock at the door caught Lemons’ attention. It didn’t surprise her to find Fisher standing there.
“Come, time is short,” He said, moving away from her townhouse. Despite his advanced age because of the Planetary Gem’s dark magic, he strode confidently like a stallion half his age.
“I’m going out!” Lemon Hearts yelled to her roommates before following.
“What’s that, Lemon?” But Lemon Hearts had already disappeared, her friend’s words almost indistinct.
“What do you know of these Ranger Killers?” Lemon asked.
“Not as much as I wish.” A scowl formed on Fisher’s face. “I’m ashamed to say I paid more attention to Celestia than Luna. I knew the princess had been acting strangely, but it never occurred to me she’d be capable of this.”
Lemon forced a smile. “What now? Combine forces with Trixie and fight whatever’s happening?”
“Not yet,” Fisher replied. “Luna doesn’t know you exist, and that’s our advantage. My info tells me she’d been working closely with Puissance. The old crone has a facility containing secret and forbidden knowledge the princess has been researching. I fear the Ranger Killers won’t be the only nasty surprise Luna will throw our way.”
Lemon nodded. “Okay, we can worry about Corona later.”
Fisher let out a breath. “Corona, won’t be an issue. Luna has taken care of that.” He briefly explained the events at the Grand Galloping Gala last night. Lemon’s eyes widened fearfully at the sun princess’s fate.
“Yes, my source in the castle says she’s getting worse. Without warning, she’s decided to never raise the sun again. If Nightmare Moon isn’t stopped, we’re all in serious trouble.”
“What a mess.” Her thoughts flashed to her poor flowers. Without sunlight, they wouldn’t last long.
“Do you still wish to continue?” Fisher asked, his tone becoming deathly serious. “I won’t ask you to risk your life if you don’t want to. This is your choice.”
“No,” Lemon replied without hesitation. “I’m a Ranger now. If Twilight and Trixie risk their lives to save the world, so will I.” Despite being afraid, Lemon Hearts was ready despite the risks. She’d trained hard for this very moment, refusing to let Equestria down.
Fisher’s face broke into a proud smile. “Let’s start our plan of attack, then. We’ll discover a way to defeat these Ranger Killers.”
“Uh, should we be here?” Spike asked, hiding behind his sort of ally Zecora.
“If we are to stop Luna’s madness,” Zecora replied, “we must understand the extent of her malice.”
“I suppose that makes sense.” It didn’t make Spike any happier. He feared Luna’s guards would discover them at any moment.
Once the zebra heard about this speech in Canterlot Square, she’d insisted they’d take the first train to Equestria’s capital. Ponies, donkeys, griffons, weird black bug ponies, and various other beings packed the crowd. They tried mingling with each other, but Spike sensed the heightened tension in the crowd. The fact the sun still hadn’t risen had rankled everypony.
Trixie and her lackeys stood on the stage for everypony to see. Luna still hadn’t made her appearance, but her Ranger Killers made their presence known. Ponies kept their distance from the creepy things. The crowd remained quiet, waiting for noon to approach. A flash of lightning startled everypony, and thunder boomed overhead. Because of the black sky, nopony hadn’t noticed the ominous clouds gathering above them. When the clock tower chimed noon, the dark cloud coalesced into the shape of a pony on the stage.
“Greetings, my little ponies.” Luna’s voice boomed throughout Canterlot. “Your Queen, Nightmare Moon, has arrived!” Lighting struck behind her, and she kicked in the air, wearing a triumphant smile.
Trixie snorted, rolling her eyes. “Overkill much.”
Nightmare Moon gave her student a pointed look before continuing. “A glorious day has arrived that you will tell your grandfoals about. Today will forever live in memoriam as Equestria is reborn into something mightier and greater!” Once again, dramatic lightning stuck behind her.
“Bring out the prisoner!”
Spike watched in confusion as Luna’s guard dragged a statue of Celestia onto the stage. A scowl formed on Trixie’s muzzle.
No, it can’t be. A nasty pit formed in his stomach.
“Behold, your greatest, most vile foe vanquished!” Nightmare Moon said.
No! Tears formed in Spike’s eyes, devastated by his princess’s fate.
“Never again shall Corona’s evil terrorize my little ponies!” Nightmare Moon expected cheers and whinnies of excitement. Instead, most beings appeared either horrified or confused. Annoyed and disappointed, the queen continued.
“That isn’t today’s only glorious news! I’ve disbanded the Night Court. I’ve passed a law stripping all titles from the previous nobility and forbidden its return!” Instead of the cheers the queen expected, this only earned outrage from the crowd instead.
“What! My family worked its flank off getting to their position. You can’t do this!”
“What now? Who will govern things?”
“Sweet! We’re finally free! Death to the nobility!” This proclamation earned some claps of approval from a tiny but passionate group in the crowd.
“How dare you!” A noble exclaimed.
The crowd broke into chaos. Tempers were igniting and Spike feared they might become an angry mob.
“Silence!” Nightmare Moon’s voice cut through the crowd, blowing several ponies over.
“No need to fear. Our glorious new Lunar Republic shall hold democratic elections to decide its leadership. Better yet, anypony can become a governor regardless of social status! The position’s only requirement is the love, respect, and votes of the Republic’s citizens.”
This earned some excited murmuring from some ponies in the crowd. The Night Court caste system had been quite restrictive, and many were eager to free themselves from its shackles. Several ponies openly announced their interest in becoming governor of their region. Luna nodded in approval, allowing each pony to stand on stage and plead their case. The previous nobility grumbled that lowly commoners couldn’t possibly understand or survive the field of politics. Nightmare Moon returned calm to the crowd, continuing her announcements.
“The elections will begin in one month’s time. It should give each candidate enough time to prepare and debate with their rivals.”
Spike scoffed. “What nonsense. Celestia would have done a better job. This is so haphazard.” Zecora elbowed Spike so she could hear Nightmare Moon’s next words.
“I’ve saved the most exciting news for last!” This caught everypony’s attention.
“You must have noticed the sun hasn’t risen in many hours. This isn’t my chance or neglect. From today forth, the sun will never rise again!”
The entire crowd gasped in astonishment, confusion, and fear. Someponies openly called their new queen insane. Zecora, in particular, had gone rigid, eyes widened like a frightened, cornered animal.
No sun?! What insanity is this?
“Silence!” Ponies screamed as the shockwave from Nightmare Moon’s voice blew them off their hooves. Spike yelped in pain as Zecora landed on him, crushing his torso. “Do not fear. My moon will provide all the light the planet will need. My scientists have already created plants suited to living in this new world. Many old, unnecessary plants will die out, but thanks to my CRISPR technology, newer, better species will take their place.”
Nopony looked too convinced, and the foreign diplomats looked angry.
“What of my country, Luna?” The Pferdreichen diplomat said. “How am I meant to feed my people? We don’t have Equestria’s resources or CRISPR!” The Griffin, Zaldian, and Hippogriffian emissaries offered similar complaints.
Nightmare Moon gave each diplomat a triumphant smile. “Become part of my republic, and our resources will be at your disposal.”
“This is blackmail!” The griffin diplomat said, outraged. Was the mad alicorn gunning for world domination?
Nightmare Moon’s expression twisted into a sneer. “You don’t have to join my republic. But don’t expect any help from me.”
“Besides, it’s too late to change my Eternal Night system.” A nasty smile formed on the queen’s face. “I’ve thrown my sister’s nasty sun deep into space. I doubt even Corona could retrieve it now.” Horrified screams erupted from the crowd. Spike’s heart broke, knowing how much his princess loved her sun. She’d told many stories about raising it, comparing it more to art than a celestial movement.
The crowd broke into utter pandemonium, convinced of their planet’s doom. Trixie and her friends wore pensive, worried expressions.
“Silence!” Nightmare Moon’s booming voice shattered nearby windows. Cracks formed on nearby walls and several ponies were blown off their hooves. Spike feared the alicorn’s assault had deafened him. Nightmare Moon waited patiently for everypony’s hearing to return before continuing.
“Silence. I understand this is a huge, unexpected change. But it isn’t one to fear. My eternal night will make our world more beautiful and glorious!”
“Yeah, sure. Let’s go with that.” Trixie said, wearing a deadpan expression. “We probably aren’t all doomed.”
“Yes, we aren’t, my student.” Nightmare Moon’s voice tightened in annoyance. “My Lunar Republic will become the greatest nation in the world!”
The foreign ambassador grumbled but didn’t reply. Unlike Trixie, they considered it unwise to antagonize the mad alicorn queen. Nightmare Moon continued the praise of her night and glorious new republic.
“Hear me, citizens of the Lunar Republic and the world. These new changes might seem scary and daunting, but together there’s nothing we can’t accomplish. But understand this; I will not tolerate dissent or betrayal! Defy me, and you will become like my dear sister. I am your Queen, now and forever!” Nightmare Moon cackled in delight, gloating over her supreme power.
Daunted and chastised, the crowd departed without fanfare. Spike watched heartbroken as they took his princess away. She’d been the best friend he’d ever had. Ever since he’d hatched in the wilderness, Spike had been alone. Zecora had sort of been her friend, but Celestia had shown him genuine kindness and friendship. The sun princess had first terrified him, but beyond her mental troubles, he’d seen a wonderful, loving mare that only needed help and friendship.
“Is she gone for good?” He’d told Celestia attending the Gala was a terrible idea. Celestia had laughed, telling him it was only a boring old party. Nothing could harm her there.
“Petrifaction is a tricky mystery,” Zecora said, mulling the problem over. “Ingredients from faraway lands fraught with dangers are required to give the sun princess her liberty.”
“D-dangers!” Spike still had nightmares from his brief time in the Everfree Forest, and these ingredients might be from somewhere worse?
What am I doing?! I am a dragon, one of the fiercest creatures in the world! If anyone can do it, it’s me! “Where do we have to go?”
“Lands requiring months to travel from one to another,” Zecora replied, “But I know somepony who can make the trips less of a bother.”
“Oh no!” Spike put his face into his claws. “Not Trixie!” He recalled how the annoying unicorn had used her Zord to travel to the moon. Anypony but her, please!
“If Trixie is not of your liking.” Zecora shook her head, which relieved Spike. “Perhaps you would find a certain teacher more inviting?” She pointed towards Cheerilee, who was walking down the stage’s stairs, wearing a thoughtful expression. Spike recalled the purple pony being friendly and responsible. The foals seemed to like her.
“That might work!” It was possible his princess could retrieve the sun from wherever her mad sister had thrown it. Spike could dream, at least. Somepony had to save them from Luna’s madness.
---
“So, this is the place?” Greengrass’s ward, Vinyl Scratch, asked. “Seems like an abandoned dump.”
They were standing in the warehouse district, hiding behind some old barrels, watching an abandoned building. The elements hadn’t been kind to it. It seemed like it could barely stand under its own weight.
“Puissance wishes to avoid drawing attention to her new hideaway.” Greengrass said, “My sources inform me there’s an elevator inside that travels deep underground. It contains several countermeasures specially targeted against you, Trixie.”
“Why am I not surprised? What kind?” It hurt Trixie that Luna would design something specifically against her, madness or not. But she refused to show her pain to Greengrass, keeping her expression neutral.
“Anti-illusion, anti-teleportation, hourly changing passcodes, and Mythril lined walls. I’m told even worse creatures than the Ranger Killers lurk inside,” Greengrass replied.
“Typical Friday night then. I’m game.”
Greengrass snorted in amusement. “The anti-teleportation field means you can’t teleport away to your Zord if trouble happens.”
Trixie only shrugged. “Fine. I’m not backing down Greengrass. Somepony has to stop Puissance and Nightmare Moon.”
Greengrass gave her a nod of approval. It almost didn’t make Trixie lose her supper. “I’m counting on you.”
“Shame I don’t have my Ranger power.” Vinyl shook her head. “I’d smash these Ranger Killer into pieces, no prob.”
“About that,” Trixie said, interrupting. “How are you guys young again? You still haven’t explained that minor miracle.”
“And it shall remain that way.” Greengrass gave her a sly grin. “That would be telling.”
“Whatever.”
Was it Trixie’s imagination, or were these two younger than before? She only asked because of Night Light’s recent hospitalization after a nasty fall in jail, adding to the stallion’s declining health. Worse, Twilight still refused to visit him. Trixie didn’t exactly want the ex-viceroy to regain his youth but also didn’t want Twilight to lose a parent so young, knowing from experience how painful that was. She’d never met her own biological father.
“Isn’t that Fisher?” Trixie pointed towards the illusive stallion approaching the warehouse. Fisher wore his usual confident stride despite his wizened appearance.
Out of nowhere, three burly ponies appeared to block his entry. “Private property, get lost, grandpa.” The leader said.
The ponies hadn’t sneered or tried bullying Fisher away. Instead, they wore a neutral professional expression, indicating these weren’t your usual hired thug. Trixie guessed they must be professional guards. Puissance wasn’t bit-pinching when hiring these guys, confirming the scale of the ex-vicereine’s operation.
“Your mistress will wish to see me,” Fisher replied. The security people studied the stranger with a hawk-like intensity. Seconds later, they tapped a grey stone and whispered into it. They nodded and moved aside, allowing the elderly stallion to pass.
Trixie blinked. Something about Fisher’s shadow bugged her. Was it too big, given how much light was available? It didn’t matter. From her observations, this place only had one entrance guarded by these rather tough-looking ponies. She remained unsure of how to sneak inside without causing a giant commotion. Her companions watched her with interest, no doubt expecting the Great and Powerful Trixie to solve this problem.
“How far do these anti-illusion fields extend?” Trixie asked in a whisper.
“Only inside the complex itself,” Greengrass said, “A few hooves below ground. You’ll only hit them once you travel down the elevator.”
Makes sense. Make it not obvious that something’s there and catch me off guard after I’ve grown overconfident.
“I’m sneaking inside for a peek,” Trixie said before turning invisible and creeping towards the warehouse’s door, not waiting for a reply.
She peeked inside, finding your typical abandoned warehouse with dust and grime everywhere. The guards guided Fisher further into the building, arriving at a small janitor’s closet. Much to Trixie’s surprise, Puissance was standing inside it. Her sparkling, expensive jewels clashed with the mop bucket and broom. It must be the secret elevator.
“Puissance.” Fisher nodded his head in respect.
“Fisher, why am I not surprised you’re here? Done with your little exile?” Puissance studied the stallion’s wizened form. “I was fortunate when the Pluto gem rejected me. It would have aged me to dust.”
“Your luck never ceases to amaze me,” Fisher said, “You always find yourself exactly where you need to be.”
Puissance snorted. “Luck has nothing to do with it. It’s all about finding the right possibilities.”
“Yet, now you’ve allied yourself with Nightmare Moon.” Fisher said, giving the older mare a shrew, calculating look. “Considering she’d disbanded the nobility and robbed you of your hard-fought titles, I’m surprised you’re so readily working alongside her.”
“The Night Court was already dying. It was only a matter of time before Luna grew tired of it. She’s been researching other forms of government for years. The others were too stupid to notice and capitalize on it. And my titles? At my age, they don’t have the glamour they once held.”
“Why help her then? It can’t be for money.” Fisher asked, and Trixie moved in closer, eager for her answer.
“She’s going to give me my heart’s desire!” A feverous light flared in the old mare. In her many dealings with Puissance, Trixie had never seen her so passionate. “I take it, you also wish for this? Nightmare Moon has uncovered many secrets that might be useful for you.” A pained expression filled her face, and she coughed violently. Her guards rushed to aid her, but she sent them back with a scathing glare. She neither needed nor wanted their aid. The sudden burst of pain passed, regaining her composure.
“I said I’m fine!” Puissance snarled, and her guards backed away, fearful of the mare’s wrath.
“The rumors are true,” Fisher said. “Your health has been declining.”
“Considering my age, is it that surprising?” Puissance said, sending Fisher a scathing glare. “But it doesn’t matter.” Trixie’s sharp hearing noticed the older mare had more trouble breathing than the last time she’d seen her.
“Has Nightmare Moon offered a way to restore your youth?” Fisher asked.
Puissance’s eyes glittered. “Far more than that. And she can extend that generosity to you. That’s what you want, isn’t it? To regain what you’ve once been?”
“That suits me just fine,” Fisher said. “Despite my reduced situation, I still have many resources at my disposal. Our pooled efforts might produce greater results.”
Great, the last thing I need. These two bozos teaming up.
“Sweet words mean nothing to me. Prove it to me, and we might have a deal. Come, I have some research that might interest you.”
“After you.” Fisher allowed Puissance to enter the closet, and Trixie almost gasped in alarm before she stopped herself. Fisher’s shadow had moved of its own accord. Some creature was piggybacking on him, and her gut told her it wasn’t unintentional. The ex-archduke had just let some horrible monster into Puissance’s facility.
Puissance accessed a hidden panel and entered a code, allowing them to descend into the facility. After learning everything she could, Trixie returned to her allies.
“Dang it.” Vinyl sighed and hoofed over five bits to Greengrass. “I was so sure she’d get herself caught.”
“She can be stealthy when she wants to be,” Greengrass said, “Though even I’m surprised she exited without a scuffle.”
“Hilarious. We have a situation.” Trixie rolled her eyes, describing the encounter between Fisher and Puissance.
“Can Nighty give the old bat her youth back?” Vinyl asked.
“With Puissance involved, anything is possible.” Greengrass shook his head. “She’d move an entire mountain to achieve her ends.”
“And if you’ve had your youth restored, why not her too?” Trixie said. “Remind me how you accomplished that again?”
Much to Trixie’s annoyance, Greengrass avoided the question with one of his own. “Have you found a path inside?”
“Sure, I already have a plan.” Trixie’s eyes glittered with excitement. “I only need a little help.”
Greengrass sighed, not liking Trixie’s tone of voice. “I know I will regret this. Fine, what’s the plan?”
“Vinyl only needs to provide me with a quick distraction. Puissance and Nightmare Moon are about to discover nothing is Trixieproof!”
“What the heck!” Two heavies exited the warehouse, finding the massive party that Vinyl had orchestrated in about ten minutes. Ponies piled into the little warehouse district eager for a good time, heads banging to the pulsing music. Vinyl, somehow, had DJ equipment ready, using the main storage area for her center stage. Ponies flocked inside, filling it quickly.
“She formed one this quickly?” Trixie asked, dumbfounded. She’d wanted a loud distraction, but this blew her expectations out of the water.
Greengrass only shrugged. “She has a muzzle for a party.”
“Excuse me!” A heavy said, pushing his way through the thick crowd of party-goers. “You can’t be here!”
“What?” Vinyl yelled back at her station. Bright multicolored light shone behind her, changing color every few seconds while circling around in random directions.
“This is private property!” The guard raised his voice, trying to be heard over the music. “If you don’t leave now, there will be serious consequences!”
“Get off!” Vinyl said. “Leave this sweet abandoned warehouse? Nothing here but rats. Calm down and enjoy the party!”
“This is private property!” The guard lost his temper, and a vein formed on his forehead. He tried pushing ponies away to no avail. His chum helped, but with little success. Vinyl and the party-goers just ignored them.
The second guard threw up his hooves. “What now?”
Before guard one would reply, Trixie tapped him on the shoulder. “Easy, help me infiltrate your secret facility!”
“What? You!” Guard one exclaimed in shock before Trixie delivered a punch to the face, knocking him out cold. Greengrass took care of the second one with surprising efficiency. This earned the crowd’s approval, glad to have the uptight squares gone.
“Keep it up. We’ll call you if there’s any trouble!” Greengrass said, and Vinyl waved with understanding.
“Hold still.” Trixie applied the last of the makeup to Greengrass’s face, coating him with a turquoise color. After completing the final touches, he looked almost exactly like the second guard. “It won’t fool his mother, but it will do.” Trixie’s pocket mirror revealed her own appearance, looking like the first guard. Foam padding increased her bulk, and a fake mustache adorned her face.
After glancing over himself in the mirror, Greengrass nodded in approval. “Yes, this should work nicely. Do you remember the elevator’s code?”
“Like you need to ask,” Trixie remembered the code perfectly, tapping it into the panel after entering the janitor’s closet. The elevator whirled to life, carrying them deep underground. A high-tech facility greeted them as the doors opened, not unlike the one Puissance used when Trixie got kidnapped about a month ago. The place looked huge, with corridors spreading out in several directions.
Here goes nothing. Already Puissance and several other guards moved to challenge them. Thankfully, no sign of Ranger Killers yet. Fisher lagged behind, wearing an amused expression. The old bat wasn’t pleased.
“What is that racket?!” Puissance shouted. Dubtrot music seeped through the ceiling, making dust fall from the ceiling.
“Some DJ has squatted in our warehouse and refuses to leave. Whole party and everything.” As Trixie expected, Puissance didn’t even glance at her, breaking into an irate rant.
“Get rid of them. What do I pay you ponies for?!”
“There’s too many of them,” Trixie said, keeping her manner calm and professional.
“Forcing them out might draw too much attention,” Greengrass said, improvising. “They’ll leave soon enough.”
“Whatever. Keep the rabble out of the facility. We can’t afford any interruptions.” Puissance stomped off without another word. Fisher lingered for a moment. Trixie shifted uncomfortably under his gaze, getting the distinct impression that the ex-archduke saw right through her disguise. Instead of raising the alarm, he only smiled, trotting after the old hag. What game was he playing?
“They’ve seemed to have forgotten about us,” Greengrass said.
“Let’s take advantage of it while we can,” Trixie said, traveling further into the facility.
After a quick costume change, they appeared like the multitude of random scientists that roamed the facility. By acting like they belonged there, nopony even glanced at them. It impressed Trixie how well Greengrass could keep up with her multitude of disguises, playing each part perfectly. She grudgingly admitted the slimeball had some talent for impersonations.
“I love this part!” One scientist with a yellow coat and bright pink mane banged his head to the booming music above. “We should join them! That’s DJ-PON3!”
His compatriots rolled their eyes. A scientist with a blond, close-cropped main rubbed her temple. “We’re on a mission to save Equestria, HO! Our glorious queen is counting on us to save the world. We don’t have time for parties!”
HO looked down, ashamed by the admonishment. “It’s a good party, though.”
Blond pony sighed, giving in. “We’ll finish this report first. If they’re still there then, we’ll join them. A break sounds good, actually. With the sun gone, my internal clock is all messed up.”
“Thanks, Codon!” HO’s mood had brightened and scratched rapidly at whatever he’d been working on. He tapped his hoof at the music while he worked.
“May I help you?” Another scientist said as Trixie tried getting a glimpse of whatever HO was writing.
“Sorry, I’m new here and kind of lost,” Trixie shrugged her shoulders. “Everything is so hush-hush they’ve told me nothing!”
“Isn’t it late for new arrivals?” The scientist asked. She had a teal coat with a green mane pulled back into a bun.
“I know right! But Puissance’s ponies dragged me here into the middle of the night. Says nothing can stop the work.” Trixie grunted in annoyance, yawning for good measure.
“Typical. Simulation Simulacrum. Let me get you some coffee. The boss wants results regardless of how much they burn us out.” She trotted over to a coffee machine and began brewing.
“Null hypothesis! But my friends call me HO.”
“Codon, nice to meet you.”
“Test Tube,” Trixie said.
“Rad Rave,” Greengrass gave a slight nod of his head. “I see you’ve already done some fine work. Our benefactor has put some serious bits into this operation.”
“Yeah, what is she trying to accomplish?” Trixie tried reading HO’s report, but it contained nothing but sciency gobbledygook. If only Twilight hadn’t disappeared. As usual, the mare had gotten so distracted by her research she lost track of the real world. Too bad she hadn’t thought to bring Cheerilee. Her teaching knowledge might have been useful.
“It’s better if I show you.” Simulation walked over to a panel next to some strange scientific device. “Thanks to CRISPR technology, we’ve made exciting leaps in genetic engineering. With the plants we’re developing, world hunger will be ancient history! The ecological issues have proven quite the challenge. I wish the queen would have given us more warning. Creating a new stable ecosystem isn’t a simple matter. The balance between pony, animal, plant, and insect is a tricky business.”
“But this is our pride and joy!” HO tapped a button on a panel. Trixie froze still, eyes widening to the size of dinner plates, unable to believe her eyes. In the tube was an identical copy of Trixie! The only difference was that this Trixie missed her cutie mark.
“What the heck?!” Trixie exclaimed, unable to help herself.
“Impressive, right?” HO beamed with pride. “This cloning technology will allow us to grow new organs and even limbs with ease! It will simplify the transplant process significantly reducing the chances of transplant rejection! Truly, Queen Nightmare Moon is bringing us into an exciting new age of scientific discovery and progress!”
“Who cares?! Why is there a clone of m... I mean of Trixie Lulamoon?!”
To their credit, the scientists looked embarrassed. “It was the queen’s idea.” Simulation said. “She wasn’t happy with the Ranger Killers and wanted us to experiment with Ranger powers. We plan to combine the DNA of the Ursa Ranger and Queen Nightmare Moon. Sure to create a powerful combination.”
Luna, how could you?! Trixie was beyond furious, wanting to smash something. This was a violation Trixie didn’t even imagine was possible!
“Why no cutie mark?” Greengrass said, intrigued.
“Unknown.” Codon shook his head. “But we imagine it’s like identical twins. Sharing the same DNA doesn’t mean you share the same cutie mark. Personality rather than genetics determine a pony’s cutie mark. A fascinating discovery.”
“As for Ranger powers, it’s too early to tell. While the copy has some strange magic, we’re unable to determine if it will manifest into Ranger powers or abilities.” Simulation said.
“Does it have cognizance?” Trixie feared fighting an evil clone army of herself.
Simulation laughed. “No, it’s quite brain dead. We aren’t confident about bringing consciousness to a clone until we’ve perfected the process.” Trixie sighed in relief and froze when she heard Puissance’s voice. The other scientists panicked and pretended to be working on something important, knowing the consequences of earning their boss’s disfavor. Trixie and Fisher joined them. Trixie took a nearby pen, pretending to be writing a report.
“And this is the most promising research,” Puissance said as she entered, Fisher following her. Much to Trixie’s relief, the ex-noble eye passed right past her, focusing on the Trixie clone instead.
“Is that a clone of Trixie?” Fisher’s eyes widened in surprise.
Puissance’s eyes glittered when she gazed upon the clone, putting a hoof on the glass. “Indeed, it will ruffle the feathers of some self-righteous fools, but Queen Nightmare Moon has approved of the research. This is our most successful clone. A true work of art.” Pain erupted in her chest, doubling over into a coughing fit.
“Yes, valuable research indeed,” Puissance said once her episode ended. “What do you think?”
“Impressive.” Fisher studied the Trixie clone. “It puts my old facility in the Department of War to shame.” He picked up some notes and began reading them. Unlike Trixie, he appeared to understand every word. Trixie studied the ex-archduke, noticing his shadow had returned to normal. Whatever monster he’d brought with him wasn’t piggybacking on him anymore, which worried Trixie.
“I noticed it also,” Greengrass replied after Trixie whispered her observation. “Fisher isn’t without his resources. No doubt he wants Puissance’s research for himself.”
Great. Another pet genetic super monster. Those are getting too common of late. Before Trixie could suggest sneaking off to investigate Fisher’s shadow monster, an alarm sounded.
Not unexpectedly, Puissance suspected Fisher. “Is there something you wish to tell me, Fisher? Have you teamed up with Trixie?”
“You wound me, Puissance.” Fisher put a hoof over his heart. “You believe I’m here for espionage?”
“I’m not letting you steal my precious research, Fisher.” Puissance grunted in annoyance, pressing another button on a console. A new alarm sounded, distressing the other scientists.
“No, my lady! It isn’t ready yet!” HO said.
Puissance only cackled. “It doesn’t matter. Trixie’s twin should be an interesting test subject for its combat capabilities.” She broke into another coughing fit, but her amused expression remained on her lips.
Trixie jumped as a loud roar echoed through the facility. Whatever the creature was, it sounded hungry. “What the heck is that thing?!” She ignored her cover, more focused on stopping whatever rampaging monster Puissance had just unleashed.
“Oh, that?” HO said. “It’s a chimera of sorts we created using Trixie’s DNA and most dangerous predators in the world. We call it CT-004, or Bunny for short.”
Another roar echoed through the facility, sounding hungry and getting closer to their location. Trixie tensed, sensing its malevolence.
“Why Bunny?” Greengrass raised an eyebrow.
“We thought it would be funny.” Codon replied.
“And, uh, what’s stopping it from going on a rampage?” Sweat formed on Trixie’s brow as the roaring got closer.
“Don’t worry. It’s specially designed to only attack sources of great magic. We tried creating a creature that could hunt down Ranger power with mixed success. This was a suitable compromise. Even unmorphed, a Ranger’s natural magic is crazy. As long as the princess, I mean, Queen Nightmare Moon, doesn’t visit, everything should be peachy! We hope.”
“You hope?! What if this thing escaped outside into the public!” Trixie stumbled backward when Puissance got into her face.
“Welcome, our little rat. I thought you sounded familiar, Trixie.” Puissance gave a nasty grin. “Then who’s our other intruder? Another one of your friends, no doubt. No matter. We’ll find out soon enough.”
“Great.” Me and my big mouth. So much for stealth.
“Well, go on, Ursa Red.” Puissance waved a hoof towards the door. “Go play the hero and stop the horrible monster.”
They could hear something fighting Bunny, and Trixie supposed she had no choice. She couldn’t dismiss the possibility Fisher might have recruited one of her friends. After giving the old hag a glare, she pulled out her morpher.
“It’s morphing time, Ursa!” The scientists fell over in astonishment at the sudden appearance of Trixie’s Ranger armor, rushing toward the monster.
---
As usual, Trixie was throwing herself into danger, leaving Greengrass’s next action uncertain. At least Trixie wasn’t at fault for once. Bunny roared with hate and anger, sending a chill down Greengrass’s spine, glad he didn’t have to face down that monster.
“You’re taking this rather well,” Fisher said. Like Greengrass, Fisher noted how unperturbed the old mare was about Trixie’s sudden appearance. Greengrass expected her to be at least a little vexed. “Somepony has intruded into your secret facility, twice.”
Puissance snorted. “When Trixie’s involved, I always assume everything will fail. Come, I have a platform suitable for observing the fight. Are you coming too, Greengrass?”
Greengrass shrugged, putting down the papers he’d been rifling through. While ruthless, Puissance always remained a hospitable host. One could always count on fine drink if captured by her. “I see my disguise wasn’t as good as I hoped. Lead the way.”
Whatever it is, I hope you can handle it, Trixie. It would upset dear Cheerilee if anything happened to you.
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“Another day, another horrible monster.” Trixie headed towards the roaring, but the facility was more of a maze than she expected. The sound of screaming caught her ears, watching as ponies ran for their lives. The roar echoed through the halls coming from a few hooves away.
“Excuse me.” Trixie’s questions fell on deaf ears as ponies fled for their lives. She only shrugged, rushing forward to greet the monster. As usual, she was fighting blind. The very wall shook from the force of the creature’s roar. After zipping through several more corridors, Trixie found the nightmarish creature she’d been seeking. The sight of the monster was worse than she’d expected.
Bunny’s scales were the color of dried blood, standing bipedal almost 7 hooves tall. Faces resembling a crocodile’s head sprouted from its body in random directions, each containing powerful jaws with sharp teeth. Each of the monster’s arms ended with razor-sharp claws. Its feet tore the pavement as it walked over. Once Trixie entered its sight, every of its multitude of eyes swiveled towards her hunger, thirsting for blood. Without warning, Bunny swung a claw towards Trixie’s head.
The creature’s claws reduced a nearby wall to rubble as Trixie ducked under the attack. A new alligator head grew from its body, and sparks flew where its fangs dug into her armor. The monster grinned down towards the captured Trixie, ready to drive its other fangs into her flesh. More of its heads sprouted from the Bunny’s body, grinning evilly. Their mouths snapped, eager for Trixie flesh.
Trixie howled in pain as the head holding her dug its fangs in deeper, making it easier for its friends to tear into the Ursa Ranger. The creature’s fangs immobilized Trixie, who tried in vain to reach towards her morpher to summon her sword.
“Don’t worry, I’ll help you!” A green figure formed from the creature’s shadow. Somehow the shadow-like being combined, revealing a pony in green armor. In their hooves were twin blades, the color of night. Trixie’s eyes widened in astonishment, recognizing their armor.
“Isn’t he a lively one?”
A crocodile head reached out to grab them, but the armored pony’s body melted, becoming indistinct, fusing with Bunny’s shadow. The shadow surfed around the creature’s body towards Trixie and the head holding her. Bunny howled in pain and released Trixie as the armored pony slashed the head with a sword. Trixie wasted no time leaping away, dodging moments before a head snapped at her. Bunny roared in anger, denied its Trixie treat, each head snapped violently.
“Thanks, that was close.” Trixie jumped towards the other armored pony. While wary of Fisher’s new ally, she’d take any help against this vicious beast.
“Those fangs are nasty. They almost got me too.” The new Ranger said, voice sounding familiar.
“Trixie, the Red Ursa Ranger!” Trixie stomped a hoof and took a battle stance.
“You can’t believe how long I’ve been waiting to fight with the legendary Trixie Lulamoon!” The other Ranger giggled with excitement and giddiness before taking her own battle stance. “Lemon Hearts, the Green Pluto Ranger!”
“Another Planetary Ranger?” Trixie stared in shock, yet it didn’t surprise either. Of the gems, only Pluto had yet to reveal itself. She should have known Fisher possessed it.
The new Ranger’s armor had a regal appearance with thick scales like a lizard, appearing like old centurion armor. The symbol etched in its chest plate was a circle with a half-circle inside it, its tail upside-down cross. Its helmet had two hornlike prongs that rose high into the air.
“Wait, aren’t you Twilight’s old roommate?” Trixie asked, vaguely recalling meeting this unicorn once or twice. The monster shot a claw towards Trixie, who jumped back to safety.
“Yep, and I must say you’re my personal hero!” Lemon Hearts said. “I have all your action figures!”
Action figures made without my permission. I haven’t gotten a single royalty check from one of those things. I should sue somepony! If the law wasn’t in total disarray, that is.
“Thanks, but focus on the fight first.” Trixie summoned her sword, aiming at Bunny. The beast snarled with an insatiable hunger.
The monster sent a claw in Trixie’s direction, and she blocked it with her sword. Its power was incredible, almost knocking her blade aside, but her hoof held firm. This gave Lemon Hearts an opening to attack, and sparks flew from the impact of her butterfly swords. The Green Ranger screamed in pain as a crocodile head sprouted from the monster, grabbing her and ground its teeth against her armor. She quickly lost form, becoming a shadow, but clearly Bunny had inflicted some serious damage.
Lemon Hearts grunted in pain but held her weapons with a firm hoof. “Don’t worry about me. Only a scratch.”
She’s green. Well, both in the color and experience. She’ll require some guidance. Trixie remained uncertain if she could trust the newbie Ranger. Fisher was of questionable character, good intentions or not. She still hadn’t forgiven him for all the crap he’d put her and her friends through. She supposed it didn’t matter for the time being. Despite Lemon Hearts’ dubious ally, Trixie would extend a hoof of friendship towards the mare.
“Watch my back.” A grin formed on Trixie’s face, ready to get serious.
“Huh? Wait!” Lemon Hearts’ eyes widened in alarm as Trixie dashed towards their foe.
The monster threw a claw towards Trixie, but she disappeared behind the beast. It looked around in confusion before realizing where Trixie was. As she suspected, Bunny could use the multitude of eyes across its body, but it had limits. A face on its back snapped towards her, but Trixie was ready, pressing a button on her morpher.
“Searing Blade!” Trixie’s sword caught the head right in the mouth. The monster howled in pain as it swallowed the burst of heat and fire, stumbling around in pain. Lemon Hearts joined in, pressing a button on her morpher too.
Blackness surrounded duo blades, darker than even the night. “Reaper’s Touch!”
A torrent of ebony light struck Bunny, causing it to roll away, howling in pain. It returned to its feet roaring furious, eyes glowed red. It opened every one of its mouths, each firing a beam of energy, throwing Trixie and Lemon Hearts like rag dolls as the massive explosion blew them off their hooves.
—-
Greengrass swirled his drink of bourbon, watching the fight with amusement. While the creature was powerful, it was also slow and clumsy. It didn’t surprise him when Trixie flashed behind the monster and used her special attack, causing the creature a considerable amount of pain.
They watched a transparent window whose magic showed them any section of the facility. It wasn’t cheap or easy magic to create, but nothing to somepony with the finances of Puissance. The sitting room contained the finest camel imported furniture from the south, with carpet and rugs costing even more than the room’s furnishing. The old mare enjoyed her comforts.
Fisher crossed his legs and chuckled. “Not bad, but it’s merely a beast fighting on instinct. What do you hope to accomplish?”
“Only to see what’s possible.” She cackled in delight. The entire facility shook from the explosions the monster created, much to Greengrass’s alarm. Pain filled Puissance’s features as she broke into a coughing fit, downing her whiskey after the fit stopped to ease her pain.
Fisher only snorted, giving a toothy grin as his protégé and Trixie struggled back to their hooves, refusing to surrender. The monster fired more lasers, but Trixie weaved through them while the Pluto Ranger shifted into shadow. The creature howled in pain as Lemon Hearts attacked it from behind after reforming.
“We’ll make it smarter next time.” Puissance downed another glass of whiskey, and Greengrass wondered what kept this old crone alive. She barely clung on by a thread but refused to surrender to death’s embrace. She’d go to any lengths to keep herself alive, no doubt the reason for her twisted experiments.
“Another!” The old mare growled towards her steward, who darted off to comply with his master’s demands.
“Greeny, I didn’t realize you were here too.” A voice Greengrass recognized said. He turned to find a familiar plump unicorn staring down at him.
“Mind Mender, have you entered Puissance’s service?” Greengrass had hired the mare many times for certain unique tasks. The unicorn’s specialty was mind magic, a rare and illegal skill. She once used her tremendous talent to mess with Trixie’s mind in a failed scheme in what seemed like a lifetime ago. It didn’t surprise him to find her working for Puissance.
“I go where I’m needed.” Mind Mender laughed, giving Greengrass a fierce hug. It was like getting crushed by a pillow. Greengrass only shook his head in amusement. Typical Mind Mender.
“As for you Puissance, didn’t your doctor tell you to stay away from drink?” Mind Mender said, her tone chiding. “It isn’t helping your condition.”
“I do what I want.” Puissance snorted and downed another drink. Mind Mender only sighed.
“Why are you in Puissance’s employ, if you don’t mind me asking?” Greengrass asked.
After giving the old crone the stink eye, Mind Mender replied. “To help with her condition. My magic can help ease the pain. And I suppose help with the genetic experimentation.” The mare waved a dismissive hoof. “Something about giving mind powers. All nonsense if you ask me.”
“Too right.” Fisher shook his head in amusement. “True power comes from a pony’s heart. This fiddling with nature will only cause disaster.” Puissance snorted, ignoring the statement.
“I’ve been wondering, how did you find this protégée of yours?” Greengrass asked. He watched in amazement as two swipes from her blades staggered the monstrous beast. “When the Pluto morpher disappeared, I believed we had lost it forever.”
Oh, Pokey, why did you have to run away with it? So much grief over that little device. It was his fault Trixie’s assistant lost his life. It haunted his dreams some nights, tormenting him for his failures. He hated beating himself over the past, but this time, he rightfully deserved it.
“Destiny.” Fisher wore a wide grin. “It’s what brought us together. Unless the rest of us, though, Lemon Hearts will be worth a damn.”
Greengrass laughed at this, remembering his pitiful performance as a Ranger. Back then, he didn’t understand the true meaning of power or its cost.
“Luna has Neptune and Uranus.” A frown formed on Greengrass’s muzzle. “I fear it might have driven her to madness. She might be too powerful to stop.”
“Damn Corona, what were you thinking, stealing them?” Fisher shook his head. “The outer planets were the most powerful ones. I didn’t even dream of using them until I fully understood their power.”
“Isn’t there a risk your little protégée will lose her mind also?” Greengrass leaned forward, eager for the answer.
“Yes, I heard what happened to Night Light.” Puissance’s tone contained a great deal of contempt for the ex-viceroy. “The foal could barely handle his power.”
Fisher’s eyes lit up. “Before we underestimated their power. This time I’ve avoided making the same mistake. I’ve helped train her mind to resist their dark power. Not that she really needs it.” Fisher said, pride evident in his voice. “My Lemon Hearts has a remarkable resistance to their influence. Not unlike your ward, Vinyl Scratch. She doesn’t have enough darkness in her heart to corrupt.”
“So, that’s how they work.” Greengrass looked long and hard into his drink, thinking of his old assistant, Notary. He kept his face neutral, hiding the surge of pain that struck him like a ton of bricks. Notary was serving a long sentence for her crime. Worse, she truly believed she deserved to spend the rest of her days in a jail cell.
“Lucky!” Puissance cackled in delight. “Who knows what would have happened if I’d become the Pluto Ranger?”
A nightmare, no doubt. The old crone broke into another coughing fit.
“Excuse me. I must leave you for a moment.” Puissance’s words were a little slurred, and stumbled to her hooves, having trouble walking. “I don’t need your help. I’m fine!” She waved away any help from her staff, leaving the room.
“Vile mare. How do ponies stand working for her?” Fisher asked, and Greengrass snorted in amusement.
Mind Mender shrugged. “She pays the bills, darling.”
Greengrass turned his attention back to the screen. It impressed him how quickly Trixie adjusted to working with the newbie Ranger. Cheerilee’s teamwork training had been paying off. They fought together, making Bunny’s day difficult, and watched each other’s backs. He grudgingly admitted Trixie had some qualities of a leader.
“Can I have a refill, please?” Greengrass extended his empty glass towards a pony in the wait staff.
Before the pony could grab his glass, a frantic pony rushed into the room. “Mind Mender!”
“What is it, dear?” Mind Mender asked, standing to immediate attention.
“It’s Puissance!” The pony replied. “She’s collapsed! It’s a stroke!”
---
A hiss escaped Trixie’s lips as the monster’s jaw clamped around her, refusing to release. Bunny’s other head battered and snapped at her with relentless vigor. Lemon Hearts tore into the creature with her twin swords, but it only staggered. The Pluto Ranger cried out in pain as Bunny’s claws slashed her midsection.
“Stupid thing.” Trixie howled in pain. This monster was more troublesome than expected. It refused to die even after taking several Searing Blades. Worse, Lemon Hearts was losing her cool and panicking. Her inexperience was doing her no favors.
“That’s it.” Trixie used the pain to fuel her anger and determination, using it to push her legs outward. The monster resisted and clamped tighter, but it only increased Trixie’s determination. A gap formed, lessening the pressure against her armor. The fight became a struggle of pony versus beast. Trixie almost lost her grip as a whipping head struck her, but she persisted.
The sound of panicked, desperate ponies caught Trixie’s attention, almost losing her grip again. Ponies in white coats ran past, ignoring the fight and the slathering monster. Had something happened? This caught Lemon Heart’s attention also, howling in pain as Bunny’s claws blindsided her.
“Focus,” Trixie said through her teeth. “Ignore any outside distractions. It might cost you dearly.”
Lemon Hearts looked down. “Sorry.”
“Sorry? How about freeing me first?” Trixie had almost her entire body clear now and ducked her head around one of Bunny’s head butts. It had ceased most of its relentless acts. Instead, focusing on clamping their mouth around Trixie. Sweat formed on its blow. Time froze still. Whose body would fail first?
“Right!” Lemon Hearts kicked her left blade into the monster’s head, who howled from the impact. She darted forward, slashing with her right.
Trixie screamed a howl of determination and ripped herself free, landing safely on the ground. Bunny staggered back, and Trixie delivered a punishing right hook towards the stunned creature’s face. She summoned her blade back to her hooves, and the green Ranger joined her side.
“Let’s finish this!” Trixie pushed a button on her morpher.
“Right!” Lemon Hearts followed suit.
“Searing Blade!”
“Reaper’s Touch!”
Trixie and Lemon Heart turned their backs to Bunny, who gave a final howl of pain before falling over and exploding in a massive fireball. They both unmorphed, and Lemon Hearts collapsed to her knees, breathing hard.
“That thing was tough. I have much to learn.” She looked down, ashamed.
“Don’t worry about it. You did alright for your first fight.” Trixie extended a hoof. Lemon Hearts gave a weak smile before giving it a hoof bump.
I’m more worried about you going utterly bonkers like Luna and Night Light. She seemed fine so far. Still, I should keep a watch on her, anyway.
“Let’s investigate,” Trixie said. “Somepony might be hurt.”
“Okay.” Lemon Hearts followed Trixie out of the room.
After searching through several corridors, they discovered the commotion’s source. Some medical types fused over Puissance, placing her on a stretcher. The older mare looked in terrible shape. Puissance looked fragile, ready to break at any moment. It was a terrifying contrast compared to the tougher than iron mare Trixie was used to. Fisher and Greengrass stood on the sidelines watching the scene.
“Boss!” Lemon Hearts waved a hoof. “What’s happening?”
“She’s had a stroke.” Fisher shook his head.
“A stroke.” Trixie could hardly believe it. The old coot always seemed indestructible, and she’d outlive them all. Despite their enmity, Trixie didn’t want this. It was hard to tell if Puissance was even breathing.
“They’re taking her to Canterlot Hospital,” Greengrass said. “It doesn’t look good.”
While uncertain about the specifics, Trixie had heard what happened to ponies who suffered strokes. Some recovered fully, but it often left disabilities. It would be doubtful a pony of Puissance’s age would survive very long.
Terrible. Hard to believe it’s ending this way. Life could be harsh like this. No climactic confrontation. Puissance just faded away.
“We should leave,” Fisher said. “We’ll debrief at my manor.”
“Hold on, why are we buddy-buddy now?” Trixie said, eyes narrowing with suspicion.
“It’s fine.” Greengrass waved a dismissive hoof. “I suspect we have similar goals.”
“Come on, Trix!” Lemon Hearts grabbed Trixie’s hoof. “Fisher’s nicer than he seems. We can all be friends, you’ll see.”
“He almost ruined me and my friend’s lives, but sure, what do I know?” Trixie didn’t bother hiding her anger and bitterness. Lemon Hearts shifted uncomfortably, giving an awkward smile in reply. Fisher, darn him to Tartarus, showed no shame for his actions, remaining stone-faced.
“Glad that’s settled then.” Greengrass’s tone was chipper. Trixie grumbled as they entered the elevator, returning to the surface. Some tough-looking ponies growled at them but moved aside, knowing they were helpless against Trixie’s powers. Trixie usually would have given them a toothy grin and a smug smile to rile them, but Puissance’s stroke upset her and remained quiet instead.
Let’s hope whatever Fisher uncovered will be helpful. She’d noticed how he’d slipped some papers into his coat pocket when nopony was looking.
I’m sure Nightmare Moon will learn about this incident soon. And only Luna knows how she’ll react. Trixie flinched at the thought. Please let it not be apocalyptic again.
—-
“Deeplake! The deepest lake in the world! Its formation has been quite the mystery! Some theorized a massive meteor formed it millions of years ago, but geographic evidence contradicts that theory. Scientists are still working hard to uncover the secrets of this mysterious lake.”
“Cheerilee, I’m not your student,” Spike said. “Why are you giving me a history lesson?”
“Well, I thought you might find it interesting,” Cheerilee said, miffed. “Every day should be a learning experience, expanding your mind to its limit!”
“Sure, fine.” Spike rubbed at his temple with a claw. He realized how the teacher had earned her smiling flowers cutie mark. The pony smiled more than what Spike considered healthy, and the sun probably had less energy than her. “Where’s this algae we’re looking for?”
They’d agreed to split up. Zecora was prowling the Everfree for the necessary ingredients for her world-saving potion, while Cheerilee and Spike were globetrotting for the rest. The first ingredient was close to Ponyville, only fifty miles east from the settlement of Cobton.
Cheerilee pulled out a book and scanned the page. “According to this. It’s at the bottom of the lake. It’s called rainbow grass, known for its rainbow-colored luminance. Sounds pretty. I’m eager to see it in person.”
“Isn’t this lake almost endless?” Spike asked in growing dread, chewing at his claws. “Are there monsters down there?” He’d known from long experience the horrible monsters that live in places like this. Knowing his luck, it would be a nasty one too.
“There are no monsters in Deeplake.” Cheerilee rolled her eyes. “Don’t be silly!”
“Oh yeah, then what’s that?!” Spike pointed a trembling claw towards the giant sucker-filled tentacle expanding from the water. Dear Celestia, it was almost the size of a bus.
The tentacle waved around violently, almost smacking Spike in the face. Water splashed high into the air as the appendage hit the water’s surface.
Spike’s heart raced from the near-death experience, realizing he had to do something. For some unknown reason, the brave superhero watched the monster, doing nothing. Why had he brought her along again? If Cheerilee was too frightened, they required a courageous and sexy dragon to save the day! He gulped, fighting his trembling legs.
I’m a terrifying dragon. It can beat this living sushi monster no prob! Spike spat fire at the tentacle, which recoiled in pain. It rained water as the appendage retreated into the water, splashing water everywhere.
“That was a terrible idea.” Cheerilee’s tone was disapproving.
Spike puffed out his chest. “Nonsense, now it will hide away while we get the rainbow grass.”
There was an ear-splitting roar as a massive figure emerged from the water. Its size was beyond anything Spike had ever seen, and he recognized the terrifying beast. Who couldn’t? It was a Kraken!
“It’s a kraken!” Spike ran around in circles, terrified as the monstrous sea creature roared. The creature’s bulbous head with sickly grey skin rose from the water. Its appendages whipped about, raining water everywhere. The little dragon jerked as Cheerilee pulled him towards her.
“Stay behind me.” Cheerilee pulled out a small metal device.
What? Where did that come from? Spike searched around the mare but found nowhere the teacher could have hidden the device, much to Spike’s confusion.
“It’s morphing time, Libra!” In a flash, green armor appeared around the teacher.
The monster roared again, clearly out for blood. Spike bravely ran to safety behind a tree with a brave, stalliony yelp of fear. The teacher stood her ground, unbothered by the furious monster towering over her. Dear Celestia, the kraken eclipsed the pony at least a hundred times!
A tentacle whipped towards the ground, and Spike covered his eyes, unable to bear the terrible sight. The ground rumbled, dirt splattering everywhere. The creature roared in triumph but quickly stopped, the sound changing to a grunt of confusion. Spike peeked through his claws and saw the teacher Ranger nowhere in sight. The creature gasped as Cheerilee emerged from its back, wielding a whip in her hooves. It roared in defiance at the weapon cracked towards its face.
“Wait, wait, wait!” A voice screamed, and Cheerilee’s whip stopped inches before its target.
Everypony turned to find a young yellow pegasus with pink hair flying towards them. “No fighting, please!”
Much to Spike’s surprise, Cheerilee jumped off the monster, returning to Deeplake’s beach. In a flash, she unmorphed, leaving herself exposed. However, instead of attacking its vulnerable opponent, the monster bent its head down in shame. What was going on here?
“Oh hi, Fluttershy.” Cheerilee rubbed the back of her neck, embarrassed. “It was a little misunderstanding. Sorry, I didn’t realize the kraken was a friend of yours.”
Spike blinked. “Friend?”
“Oh Rupert, are you okay?” The insane pegasus stroked one of the sea monster’s tentacles. Instead of attacking her with its deadly tentacles, the kraken responded to her, cooing with a content sigh. “You must have been terrified, poor thing.”
“Yeah, again, sorry. A friend of mine overreacted when he saw Rupert.” Cheerilee said. “I wasn’t planning on hurting him.”
“Friend?” Fluttershy tilted her head.
“Uh, hi!” Spike took a tentative step towards the lake, watching the kraken with a wary eye.
Fluttershy tilted her head, eyes lighting in excitement and curiosity. “Oh my, what kind of creature are you?”
Spike puffed out his chest. “I’m a dragon!”
“A dragon?!” The yelp of fear and surprise escaped Fluttershy’s lips, hiding under the kraken’s tentacles, shivering in terror. Spike watched the scene in stunned bafflement. Rupert straightened, entering a protective stance.
“Um, I don’t mean any harm.” Spike took a tentative step backward, not liking how the sea monster was glaring at him with its enormous bugging eyes.
Why am I the bad guy now?
“Hold on, everypony!” Cheerilee raised a hoof, her voice firm and commanding. “We’re all friends here. No need to fight.”
“He attacked Rupert, the meanie!” Fluttershy hugged the kraken’s tentacle tighter.
“Yes, and I think somepony owes Rupert an apology! Spike.” Cheerilee gave him the stink eyes, who gulped under her piercing gaze.
“Uh, sorry Mr. Rupert, sir.” Something about the teacher’s glare made him feel horrible and want to apologize.
Fluttershy exposed her head from kraken’s tentacle. “Rupert accepts the apology.”
“That’s better!” Cheerilee nodded her head, glad the crisis had resolved itself.
“Still, a dragon.” Fluttershy shivered.
“I’m a baby dragon, okay,” Spike replied, annoyed.
“A baby dragon!” Fluttershy grinned down at him, uncomfortably close. “He’s so cute!”
Wasn’t she scared a moment ago? Never mind. Whatever.
“Yep, baby dragon. Pretty cool, right?” Despite himself, he enjoyed the attention the mare was giving him. “So, uh, what’s with him?” Spike pointed a claw towards the sea monster.
“I planned on asking that,” Cheerilee said. “Aren’t kraken sea creatures? Is this some kind of work for the Rare Animal Protection Society?”
“Krakens can survive in fresh water for a while. He’s here to receive some surgery.” Fluttershy stroked the kraken’s fishy skin. “Poor Rupert has a tumor which requires some serious surgery. He’s here for the initial operation and future recovery.”
Krakens can get tumors?
Cheerilee nodded in understanding. “I’ve heard of this. Cobton boasts some of the world’s best veterinarians.”
“I hope my poor baby will be feeling better soon. He’s in a great deal of pain,” Fluttershy said.
It must have taken considerable ponypower to transfer a creature that huge from the sea. “Uh, I was wondering if you might do us a favor?”
“Sure, cutie!” Fluttershy replied. “What do you need? I might have some treats somewhere.”
Spike fought the urge to rub his temple. What was with the baby treatment? “We need something called rainbow grass. Could your kraken friend retrieve it for us?”
“We need it for a special potion, it’s a long story,” Cheerilee added.
“No problem! Anything for a cutie like you, Spike!” Fluttershy turned towards Rupert and whispered something. The sea monster nodded and submerged deep into the lake.
“Have to say, you look fantastic!” Cheerilee said while they waited. “One might think you’ve become a teenager again, Flutters!”
Fluttershy gave a nervous laugh. “It’s my diet. I’m, uh, staying away from glutton!”
“Glutton, huh?” Cheerilee stroked her chin. “I might have to try that.”
Moments later, the sea monster returned carrying the rainbow-colored algae. Much like its name described, it glowed a bright rainbow color in the daynight sky. After jarring it, he placed it in his backpack. After a brief chat and several rounds of tea and biscuits, they waved their goodbyes to the strange pair.
“I hope Rupert gets better,” Cheerilee said as they returned to her Zord. “He’s a real sweetie!” Spike couldn’t keep the sight of a giant sea monster dainty sipping tea out of his mind.
“Where to next?” Spike asked.
That was easy. This globetrotting wasn’t as dangerous or scary as I thought.
Cheerilee opened the book and scanned the pages. Her eyes brightened when she found the next entry. “Naqah in the Desert of Death! We need the venom of a Hell Scorpion.”
“H-hell scorpions!? Desert of Death!?”
Cheerilee paused for thought. “Aren’t those things four hooves tall?”
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Puissance weakly opened her eyes. From the surrounding noises, and the sharp familiar smell of antiseptic, she instantly put together where she was. Dear Luna, she hated hospitals. They gave her bad memories. Memories returned to her unbidden of when she was in a filly and the terrible flying accident. Puissance’s friends had goaded her into flying through a dangerous windstorm, and she’d paid the price. She’d spent an entire summer recovering in a hospital after life-saving surgery. She still bore the scars under her fur. After the accident, Puissance had never fully recovered her wing strength. It’s why she hated flying under her own power.
Her body felt stiff and unnatural. Age had reduced her mobility, increasing by the year. An irrational fear struck her, terrified of being restrained to this bed for the rest of her life. A nurse brightened as Puissance weakly opened her eyes.
“Vicereine Puissance, good morning. I’m glad you’re awake.” The nurse said.
“What happened?” Puissance asked. Her voice was weak, almost a whisper. Despite waking from a deep sleep, she felt drained and exhausted.
A serious expression formed on the nurse’s face. “Bad news, I’m afraid. You’ve had a stroke.”
Puissance didn’t allow her voice to tremble in response. “Am I stuck here forever?”
The nurse gave her a friendly false smile, but Puissance already guessed the news. “It wasn’t as serious as it could have been, but you’ve suffered some brain damage. You won’t be completely paralyzed, but you’ve lost much of the movement in your body. But we’re hopeful with physical therapy, you’ll be able to walk again!”
“I might as well be a vegetable!” Puissance didn’t hide the bitterness.
The nurse patted her hoof in a condescending show of affection. “I know things look bad, but they’ll improve. I’ll have Dr. Well Wish speak with you later today so we can begin a treatment plan.” After making sure Puissance was comfortable, the nurse left, giving her freedom to stew in her misery.
I’m a vegetable for the rest of my life. Stuck in this damnable bed. Puissance didn’t cry. That’s what lesser ponies did. Not even when her third son, Magnific, had died or her two husbands. She refused to show weakness and give ponies the satisfaction of seeing her defeated. Deep in her thoughts, she failed to notice somepony entering the room.
“Puissance.” A familiar voice said, and Puissance’s eyes turned to find Queen Nightmare Moon standing over her. “I heard about your attack. It gladdens my heart to see you still alive.”
“Well, it doesn’t mine.” Puissance had no patience for false sympathy, seeing no kindness or worry in the alicorn's eyes. This was a clinical visit to a former ally. Not that she expected any better.
“I’ve heard conflicting reports, and I want to hear it from the pony’s mouth. Did my student attack your secret facility?” Nightmare Moon asked.
Figures. Luna wouldn’t care if she died tomorrow, and most other ponies as well. She hadn’t endeared herself to others, and she was paying the price in full. Only her foals and grandfoals would suffer from her parting. Maybe only Solar Flare, her loyal secretary, would shed actual tears. Even then, they’d forget her eventually. Everypony would. She’d pass away in a hospital bed, helpless and alone, forgotten by everypony. Why hadn’t the stroke killed her outright? It would have been more merciful.
“Of course it was her!” Puissance replied. “She fought Bunny and kicked its flank. If that’s all you want, leave me be. “
A hiss escaped Nightmare Moon’s lips, and her eyes blazed in anger and hurt. “She didn’t trust me! Nopony trusts me! Misty Moon!”
A bat pony appeared behind the alicorn. “Yes, my queen!”
“Put an APB out on Trixie Lulamoon. She has betrayed me and the crown!” Nightmare Moon’s lips twisted into a snarl. “Call the other Rangers. We need to have a long discussion!”
A cruel smile formed on Misty Moon’s muzzle. “Understood.”
“Wait. Get me Dinky Doo, Ditzy Doo’s daughter first.” An equally ugly smile formed on the alicorn’s muzzle. “I have an idea. I’ll get the other Rangers to cooperate.” After that, the alicorn spread her wings and flew out a nearby window followed by her nightguard, leaving Puissance forgotten, like she expected any differently.
Puissance seethed in anger and hatred, rejecting any notions she’d lost. Never before had Luna’s immortality gulled her as it did at this moment. Alicorns never feared strokes or that tomorrow might be their last. That unfairness emblazoned Puissance, refusing to stand for this indignity. But what options remained for her? CRISPR couldn’t save her old bones, no matter how much they modified her. A clone body was a feasible solution. But even with a perfect copy, was it even possible to transfer her consciousness to it? This required thought and experimentation.
“Nurse!” Despite her frailness, Puissance’s voice remained firm and resolute.
“Yes, Puissance?” The nurse said, poking her head through Puissance’s door.
“I need you to contact a pony named Mind Mender for me.” A devilish smile formed on her face.
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“Hey, mom!” Dinky said as her mom walked into the sitting room, which caught Ditzy off guard. The filly sipped at a glass filled with apple juice.
“Dinky?” A puzzled Ditzy replied. The princess, no, the queen, had invited her for tea, saying they had something important to discuss, but it confused her why her daughter would also attend the meeting. Seeing two Ranger Killers standing next to her muffin didn’t ease her concerns.
“Hello, Miss Ditzy!” Scapula, Dinky’s changeling bodyguard, said. He’d sworn an oath to protect her daughter with his life after Dinky saved his life, something about a changeling life debt. Dinky had tried dissuading this notion, but he refused to listen, much to her daughter’s annoyance. While it was a little irritating, Ditzy appreciated the gesture.
“Come, sit, Dame Ditzy Doo.” Nightmare Moon said. The queen relaxed on a couch, and Dinky and Scapula sat across from her.
“Okay.” Something about the situation bothered her, but she sat on a nearby couch, allowing a servant to pour her some wine. “My queen, why is my daughter here?” Ditzy had taken the first train to Canterlot after receiving her summons. Did Nightmare Moon fly her daughter to the capital?
“Ah, welcome Dame Raindrops, Dame Carrot Top!” Nightmare Moon brightened as the two entered, ignoring Ditzy’s question. She levitated a glass of champagne to her lips and sipped it.
“Hey.” Raindrop waved an awkward hoof towards Nightmare Moon. As usual, the mare was awkward around nobility. Carrot Top said nothing, only sitting next to Dinky without another word, and Raindrops soon joined her. The lack of civility rankled the alicorn, but she didn’t protest the issue.
Oh dear, she’s still mad about the knighting. Carrot Top sure loved holding a grudge when she wanted to. While amusing, Ditzy wasn’t sure it was wise considering Luna’s mental condition.
“I’m glad you caught us, my queen.” Raindrops said awkwardly. “We were about to leave Canterlot. Carrot Top had some business in Canterlot. I joined her for some bar hopping.”
“I’m glad you could make it.” Nightmare Moon continued to sip her champagne. “It isn’t easy getting hold of all of you. Still, the three of you should suffice.”
Ditzy nodded in understanding. “Lyra’s in Manehatten with Bons apartment shopping. Twilight is, you know, being Twilight. Who knows where she’s disappeared to. Cheerilee had some business trip out of the country. No idea where Trixie is though, she wasn’t in her house.”
Everypony jumped when Nightmare Moon’s glass shattered and then backed away as the alicorn’s eyes blazed. The queen took a moment to compose herself before continuing.
“Trixie is what I wish to discuss with you.” Nightmare Moon’s voice was cold and full of resentment. Ditzy noted that the alicorn hadn’t used Trixie’s hard-earned title.
“Oh dear, did something happen?” What did you do this time, Trixie?
“Is she okay?” Dinky asked, not understanding the situation.
“Trixie has betrayed the crown.” Nightmare Moon said.
“Never!” Dinky stood to her hooves. “Trixie’s a good guy!” The little filly’s heart almost stopped from the scathing glare the queen gave her.
“Yes, my queen.” Ditzy forced a smile. “There must be a misunderstanding. I realize Trixie does questionable things, but she’d never betray anypony.” Raindrops, Carrot Top, and Scapula offered similar protests.
“Bring him in.” Nightmare Moon told a servant, and a stallion with a yellow coat and bright pink mane wearing a lab coat entered the sitting room.
“Uh, hi!” The scientist waved a nervous hoof.
“Doctor HO, tell them about what you saw.” Nightmare Moon said.
The stallion nodded, watching the queen like she was a dangerous animal ready to pounce. “Well, we were working in the lab, when two scientists we hadn’t seen before walked inside.”
Trixie, why must you act on your own? Ditzy already suspected what happened.
“Oh dear, and Trixie was one of these scientists? Sneaking in where she wasn’t wanted?” Ditzy asked, and the stallion nodded in response.
“No, she wasn’t.” Nightmare Moon’s words froze several degrees lower.
“Uh, Luna, I’m sure she had a good reason!” Bless Dinky for always jumping to Trixie’s defense.
“Well, the other scientist was Duke Greengrass!” HO said, and everypony’s eyes boggled in shock.
Carrot Top growled. “That jerk?”
“Yes, a known villain of the old Night Court regime.” Nightmare Moon’s voice was beyond furious. “A traitor!”
“That seems a bit harsh, my queen.” Ditzy knew she was walking on eggshells. “Besides, breaking and entering is part of the course when Trixie is involved. She was probably just making sure HO here wasn’t doing anything dangerous. You know how much she worries about stuff.”
She must have been searching for the Ranger Killers’ weak point. The situation must be dire if Trixie’s willing to team up with Greengrass.
“It doesn’t matter!” Glass broke as the alicorn raised her voice and everypony recoiled in pain. Priceless paintings fell to the ground and shattered. The entire sitting area looked like a disaster area.
“It shows she didn’t trust me! Me! The pony who raised her like a daughter! Unforgivable!” Nightmare Moon’s tone was almost a whisper, which made it worse.
“Please, princess,” Dinky kept her tone low and soothing. She walked up to the alicorn, gazing directly into the larger pony’s eyes. “Trixie is a good pony. She would never hurt you. Talk to her, and I’m sure she can explain everything!”
Nightmare Moon levitated the smaller pony next to her, wrapping her gigantic wings around her. “You have much faith in the Ursa Ranger, my little pony.” She gave Dinky a warm smile.
“She saves the day!” Dinky replied. “Trixie’s a hero, so why not?”
“I don’t know why Greengrass, but I’m certain Trixie had a good reason.” Carrot Top used Greengrass’s name like a curse, but her voice was sincere. “We’ve fought together too many times for me not to trust her.” It warmed Ditzy’s heart to see everypony so supportive of Trixie. The mare had gone far from the day they’d first met her. Ditzy might have strangled her to death back then.
“You show your leader much trust.” Nightmare Moon’s happy, loving expression dropped, and Ditzy’s stomach twisted from the alicorn’s expression. “But treason is treason. You are my knights, and I task you with hunting down the traitor and capturing her.”
“What! No, Princess Luna, don’t!” Dinky struggled under Nightmare Moon’s wings, but the alicorn refused to budge.
Ditzy rose to her hooves in alarm for both her daughter and her friend. Scapula growled, looking ready to pounce but held back, worried for his charge’s safety. “What is the meaning of this? You can’t be asking that!” Her friends offered similar protests.
“A refusal?” Nightmare Moon didn’t raise her voice, instead speaking in a purr, increasing Ditzy’s worry. “I see you require more coxing, my knights.” Dinky disappeared under the alicorn’s wings. Ditzy screamed when Nightmare Moon’s horn lit up and cast a spell, a horrifying familiar spell she’d seen cast twice before.
An ugly smile grew on the alicorn’s features, opening her wings to reveal a Dinky frozen in stone. The filly wore an expression filled with terror and pain.
“Dinky!” Ditzy collapsed on her hooves, too stunned to move. She tasted bile on her tongue, tears flowed freely.
“Dinky!” Scapula launched himself with abandon towards the alicorn. A nearby Ranger Killer, however, slapped him aside. He flew into a bookshelf, cracking it in two from the impact. Thankfully, the changeling was still breathing, though it came out ragged and pained. Before Raindrops and Carrot Top could pull out their morphers, the Ranger Killers pointed their weapons towards the Rangers’ throats.
“Understand this.” Nightmare Moon said. “Capture Trixie or your daughter will remain a statue for the rest of eternity. Don’t fear, she isn’t aware like my poor dear sister, but that’s little comfort, I’m afraid. Run now, and don’t disappoint me, my dear knights.” She broke into a laugh that echoed through the stunned sitting room.
“Welcome to my humble abode!” Fisher said as they entered his little hidey-hole, disguised as an old dry cleaners. The two ponies running the shop recognized their boss right away. A wall opened, revealing a hidden staircase leading into the safe house. It was a technological marvel with high-tech machines used for analyzing data. The ex-duke beamed as his guests gapped at the drastic change between this and the rundown dry cleaners above.
“I only wish I hadn’t installed so many stairs,” He grumbled. Lemon Hearts had to help him down the flight of stairs. “I’d been a younger, more foalish stallion back then.” He laughed at his private joke.
Trixie noticed the lack of dust and clutter that plagued her safe house. She needed to convince Twilight to clean and organize the junk stored in it. A servant sat them down around an oblong table and poured her some hot cocoa.
“I see you haven’t been idle.” Greengrass sipped at his cocoa. “Let’s start at the top. What have you uncovered so far?”
“From the start? Very well. Several months ago, after my defeat, I converted this old safe house into a listening post to spy on Celestia.” A faint smile formed on Fisher’s lips. “There’s a donut shop the princess enjoys visiting almost every day, close to the castle.”
“Do princesses get fat?” Lemon Hearts asked. “Her sugar and calorie intake are crazy!”
“Considering how much Luna enjoys exercising and careful dieting, I believe so.” She’d seen her mentor try hundreds of diets to stay thin. Luna remained adamant about keeping a slim figure. Was Celestia one of those ponies capable of eating anything and remain untroubled by it? She remembered when Luna had proposed a National Jazzersizing Day to help with public fitness. It’d been unpopular with Trixie and the Night Court.
“Anyway, I knew Celestia had stolen the stones, but not where she’d hidden them.” Fisher said. “I had her townhouse carefully searched. She used it when not residing in her Moon Castle. I’d been organizing a plan to infiltrate her stronghold but then the Gala happened.”
The indirect mention of Luna’s fall dampened everypony’s mood. It still caused a lump in Trixie’s throat.
“Did Celestia have something on the stones you didn’t?” Trixie asked. “I’m still unclear how you found them.”
“Celestia had ancient knowledge and texts unseen for millennia,” Fisher said. “Even after recovering the stones, the most I uncovered were references and hints to their powers. Nopony wrote anything concrete about them. They were uncovered at a dig site in Appleloosa.”
“Where?” Trixie searched her memories but was certain she’d never heard the name before.
“Not surprising you’d never heard of it. It was a frontier town out west in buffalo country funded by the Apple Trust. The dig’s original purpose was to find dinosaur bones. A month ago, they uncovered the head of a brontosaurus by total accident. You know how enthusiastic paleontologists can be. During the dig, they found more bones, but something else as well. Even the buffalo knew nothing about it. A place they continue to avoid.”
Everypony was on the edge of their seats. Fisher’s expression had changed, becoming an intense frown hinted with worry.
“We’re still not sure who the temple belonged to. The cultists, or whoever they’d been, had lived over 4000 years ago in an age long since past. We aren’t even sure it belonged to ponies. Somehow, the temple remained submerged underground for millennia, miraculously surviving with little structural damage. Once I heard about the rare find, I funded an expedition team.”
“That first visit.” Fisher let out an involuntary shudder. “The cultists had worshiped something beyond our universe, performing dark magic in service of their god. I still remember the bloodstains on the altar. We found the bones of sacrificed ponies in a nearby pit.”
Trixie’s breath caught. Pony sacrifice. Hard to believe such things happened.
“We found the stones in a plinth attached to some ancient device. My scholars hypothesized the cultists designed it to tear a hole in the fabric of reality. But for whatever reason, nopony had ever activated it. I suspect the princess had gotten involved. The ancient inscriptions say the cultist stole the gods’ powers, harnessing them into those gems. How remains unknown.”
“About this ancient doomsday weapon,” Trixie said, but Fisher cut her off.
“Destroyed.” Fisher smiled. “I would never allow such a device to exist. Modern technology might activate it, even without a god’s power. I destroyed it before anypony could study it.”
“Really?” Trixie stared, surprised at this confession. She’d always believed the ex-archduke was a power-hungry opportunist, eager for anything that might provide him an edge over a rival.
Fisher quirked an eyebrow. “You really believe I’d endanger my world? Besides, the fact they’d sacrificed so many ponies in its creation sickened me.” He trailed off for a moment, seeming to stare into nothingness, then he shuddered, continuing. “Anyway, the stones fascinated me. Their magical power was beyond anything I’d ever experienced. You know the rest.”
“Do you have pictures?” Greengrass asked. Fisher produced a manila envelope, throwing the pictures on the table. The sight of the bloodstains made Trixie’s blood turn cold. She shook her head, overwhelmed by unheeded emotions.
“Yes, they are disturbing,” Fisher said, noting their reactions. “Many of my ponies had nightmares for months. Even the ones who hadn’t seen the carvings or the bloodstains. A pony could taste the taint in the air.”
“What’s this?” Greengrass pointed to some scribbles on a stone wall. Trixie squinted, about to make any sense of the paintings. The colors were odd, like a foal’s drawing that used a random crayon for each line. The multi-colored scribbles appeared pony-like, but their proportions were wrong.
“We suspect it’s their dark god, but we can’t be sure.”
“Is it the creature Lyra fought?” Trixie asked.
A few months ago, Lyra fought some evil worshiper of some outer being, and this pony had used some of their god’s power. It allowed the pony to control other ponies, turning them into tentacle zombies. Trixie included. She’d brushed her teeth four times a day for months afterward. She didn’t dare attempt pronouncing the creature’s confusing name, which contained many random nonsensical letters. Didn’t it attempt to eat their universe or something? According to Lyra, a small portion of this creature had entered their universe. Until Lyra made it explode, of course. Fisher shook his head, unsurprisingly understanding the reference.
“Did you ask the Princess about this?” Greengrass asked.
Fisher shrugged. “Like she’d talk to me. She was closed-mouthed in my inquiries regardless, though I’m certain she knows something.”
An idea struck Trixie. “Celestia might. We should check her castle library.”
Fisher nodded. “I agree. Shame it swarming with Lunar guards and Ranger Killers. Our queen doesn’t like ponies poking about.”
“It’s a bit of a long shot, but it’s worth a try,” Trixie replied. Not like she could make Nightmare Moon any angrier at her. No doubt, her cronies had already told her about Trixie’s escapade.
“I agree.” Greengrass nodded. “Celestia is our best lead. We can’t ask her, unfortunately, but this is our best second option.”
“So we’re going to the moon?” Lemon Hearts asked, excited by the prospect. Their previous conversation hadn’t sparked the Pluto Ranger’s interest, but this certainly did.
Trixie stood up, beaming. “To the moon, ponies! I’ve always wanted to say that!”
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“Now Puissance, remember what the doctor said about not straining yourself.” Mind Mender said, her tone chiding. “You should remain in bed!”
Puissance snorted. “If this works, I’ll never return to that damnable bed again.” Mind Mender shook her head, worried about her employer’s safety.
“If this works, you’ll have made history, Mistress Puissance!” Solar Flare’s eyes burned with excited energy. Her secretary was prancing around on her hind legs, her wings extended. From outside appearance, it would be acceptable if you confused her for an alicorn. Solar Flare was a rare pony known as a pegacorn, blessed with both wings and a horn. Unlike the princesses, the mare didn’t have immortality but was majestic, nevertheless.
“If it works. I have my doubts, but it should prove an informative experiment, regardless.” Puissance smiled at Solar Flare’s enthusiasm. Her secretary had flown almost an entire day straight from Hoofington after hearing about her mistress’s stroke.
Puissance watched from her bed as the scientists fiddled with the machinery. The Trixie clone wore a high-tech helmet. Her scientists attached the other to a badger. It was highly unethical experimentation, but Puissance didn’t care. She was dying, so laws hardly mattered anymore. Besides, the badger would thank her if they succeeded. No doubt the new Trixie would be significantly smarter than the original.
She looked over the chamber where her new clone body was being birthed. If they proved mind transference was possible, it wouldn’t be difficult to transfer Puissance into the clone’s body. She’d read about previous mind transference experiments, but they’d all ended in failure. The subject expelled the intruder, even while comatose. A clone, however, was a meat puppet, containing neither a mind nor cutie mark. If this didn’t succeed, nothing would.
“Water, mistress?” Solar Flare asked.
“Thank you.” Her secretary produced a water bottle, putting the tube to Puissance’s lips. It was degrading, unable to do anything by herself anymore, but soon that wouldn’t matter. Luna would regret ignoring her.
“We’re beginning the process now.” Sweat formed on Doctor HO’s brow. Unlike Puissance, the doctor feared the illegality of the experiment. But Puissance was paying his salary, and he knew the consequences of refusing to cooperate.
“Still, this is quite the undertaking. Every attempt I’ve read about has failed. Even in magic-made golem bodies. More water, mistress?” Solar Flare said.
“Yes, please.” Puissance sipped at the water bottle before continuing. “But this machine should boost Mind Minder’s magic and provide a clean transfer.”
“Okay.” Solar Flare worried about her boss’s safety. It was unknown if her boss’s entire mind would transfer to the new body, becoming only a shell of a pony. Puissance shared these worries, working with her scientists to reduce the risks as much as possible.
The badger squirmed in its restraints. It didn’t know what they were attempting, instinctively realizing its dangerous nature. It writhed when the scientists placed the helmet on its head.
“Don’t worry, dear. This won’t hurt.” Mind Mender said, her tone soothing, and the badger complied. The unicorn always had such a wonderful bedside manner. Electricity sparked as the machine started, and chemicals flowed through tubes connecting the helmets.
“Beginning transfer now.” Mind Mender placed a hoof on the badger’s head and closed her eyes. Her horn sparked with teal magical energy, which flowed into the badger’s helmet.
Perfect. Once Puissance regained her younger body, Queen Nightmare Moon would look like a complete foal for discarding her. It would also allow her to test Project K for herself. She eagerly anticipated settling the score with Trixie and her friends herself. Already, she imagined Luna’s reaction coming face to face with the younger Puissance.
The chemicals started glowing a bright teal color, which stung Puissance’s eyes. The pain intensified as the chemicals became brighter. Puissance’s eyes widened as they boiled in their tubes. Sweat formed on Mind Mender’s brow and collapsed on her haunches. A gasp escaped her lips, releasing the spell, unable to take the intense strain.
“Did the spell work?” Puissance asked. The intense heat had distorted the tubes almost beyond recognition. Everypony watched the Trixie clone intensely for any sign of life. Instead, the badger groaned and chattered, sporting a massive migraine.
“Sorry, it’s more difficult than I expected.” Mind Mender said. “I stopped before the whole thing exploded.”
Puissance considered the situation, then sighed. “No matter. In science, failure only provides building blocks for future successes. Doctor HO, what happened?” She glared at her chief scientist, who gulped and nodded.
“Let’s study those readings,” HO said. “And replace this equipment. We’ll restart the experiment in two hours.”
Good. They aren’t wasting time. I might keel over any minute. It brought immense satisfaction that she’d struck fear in their hearts despite her decrepit appearance.
“Mistress.” Solar Flare gave her a nervous look after a pony whispered to her something. “Your son, Champion, has arrived in Canterlot and is demanding to see you. He tells me North Star won’t be far behind.
Puissance closed her eyes, considering the news. It warmed her heart that Champion had flown from Fillydelphia to check on her dear mother. Champion had always been a loyal son. North Star was always more prickly, but he still loved his mother regardless. The others would arrive soon upon hearing news about her stroke. Yet, Puissance couldn’t see them. She refused to allow anypony to see her so decrepit and weak, not even her family. Just a little longer, and she’d be young again.
“No, you have thirty minutes.” Puissance sent a warning glare towards her chief scientist.
“But!”
“No, buts.” Puissance’s voice became low and dangerous. “Thirty minutes.”
HO gulped and shouted orders, and ponies rushed to obey her every command. Puissance allowed herself a slight smile. While she waited, Solar Flare offered her more water.
“Take two!” HO gave Puissance a nervous glance before working the controls. No doubt worried how many failures his employers would allow before she sacked him.
“I’m ready!” Mind Mender gave a slight wave. “I have a theory where I’d gone wrong.”
“Begin.”
The chemicals glowed again but with a more measured luminance. Puissance watched with fascination as the chemicals flowed between the two subjects. The chemical had properties, making it highly conductible with magic. It didn’t bubble this time and flowed smoothly through the tubes. Yet, despite this, the clone Trixie stayed motionless, and Mind Mender grunted in frustration.
“Something’s missing.” Mind Mender tapped her chin.
“Explain.” While the experiment’s failure annoyed her, at least it hadn’t created another needlessly expensive mess.
“A spark that creates a great deal of energy.” Mind Mender replied.
“Look into it.” If transferring a simple animal’s mind is this difficult, what about a pony’s more complex one?
Mind Mender released the grateful badger from its restraints, placing it back into its cage. Puissance accepted the failure, realizing pushing the science wouldn’t help. A pony couldn’t bully science into working. She allowed Solar Flare to wheel her into a sitting room, and her assistant played a favorite old record of hers. Puissance hummed the song, taking pleasure in its simple but catchy melody. She remembered dancing to it with her late husband, Flashing Posey, many decades ago. Dear Luna, that had been lifetimes ago. Puissance started as her assistant shook her awake. Somehow, she nodded off.
“Supper will be starting soon.” Solar Flare said. “We’re having your favorite, garden soup.”
“Sounds good, thank you, Solar.” Puissance watched as cooks rolled on a tray of steaming soup. Solar Flare was gentle as she blew onto the soup before pouring the spoon’s contents into Puissance’s mouth. While beyond humiliating, Puissance allowed her assistant to feed her this way.
“I think you should see your sons.” Solar Flare said while feeding her mistress. “They’re worried about you.”
Nopony else dared speak to Puissance like that, but she accepted the challenge to her judgment. “Should I?”
“If this doesn’t succeed…” Solar Flare said, but Puissance interrupted her.
“It will succeed. It must.” Puissance knew she was lying to herself, but what choice did she have? “Look at me! I’m hideous. I only want my boys to remember her mother as the beautiful, unstoppable, strong mare who always cared for them. Not this thing that’s barely alive.”
Solar Flare wanted to argue but nodded instead. “If you change your mind, I’ll contact them right away.”
“Thank you.” Puissance realized her obstinate stupidity. In reality, she longed to see Champion and North Star. But she feared she’d break down upon seeing them. Tears were unbecoming for a mare of her stature. Solar Flare left Puissance alone with her music and self-pity.
“I think I’ve got it!” Mind Mender charged in, carrying an ancient tome.
“You’ve got something?” Puissance’s eyes turned towards the unicorn.
Mind Mender nodded, beaming with triumph. “All we need is an enormous power source to jump-start the spell.”
“Like the Planetary Gems?” Puissance asked, considering.
“Yes, but something similar should also work.” Mind Mender. “I believe you’ve made something similar in the K project?”
“Yes, I believe so.” Her scientists designed Project K to mimic the Galaxy Ranger powers. It would provide a pony power similar to the Rangers, only more powerful. It was still in the testing phase, but they’d almost mastered the power source.
“Doctor HO, you heard her. Get Project K ready. One final experiment for the day.” The lack of sunlight made it difficult to track time, but the clock indicated the hour was late.
“Yes, sir!” HO stood to attention, rushing from the room. Finally, they were getting somewhere.
They connected thousands of wires to the proto-energy source, codenamed Comet. Beneath the jumble of wires and circuits was a rare mineral, Taranium. Its properties as an energy source were astounding, capable of producing more energy than coal by over a million fold. Unfortunately, her scientists had uncovered that only 0.52ppm of the mineral existed in the earth’s crust, making it impractical.
“With this dampener, it should provide the required energy for the experiment.” Doctor Colon made the final adjustments on the Comet drive. Doctor HO nodded his agreement.
“Excellent, I expect success, doctor. My sons are waiting.” Puissance gave both doctors a pointed look, and they swallowed.
“Alright, everypony!” Mind Mender clapped her hooves together. “Third time's a charm. Everypony do their golly good best!”
The machine blazed with a shining light. The entire apparatus shook from the tremendous amount of energy gathering in the device. Solar Flare whipped sweat off Puissance’s brow as they watched the experiment. The badger squirmed in its seat, the dumb animal realizing for the first time the momentous occasion in ponykind it was partaking in.
Puissance stared at the Trixie clone, searching for any sign of movement, not daring to even blink. Despite the ruckus caused by machinery, the room was deathly silent, their breaths held in anticipation. Had Puissance seen clone Trixie’s hoof twitch? The smell of burning caught her attention, eyes returning to the Comet drive.
“Smoke!” Puissance caught a whiff of smoke coming from the dampener device attached to the Comet drive.
Ponies cried out in alarm, rushing towards the device. Somehow, the dampener had been faulty, and smoke coming from it intensified until it broke into flames. Mind Mender stopped her spell, but it was too late. There was an explosion, and Puissance screamed as her helpless body struck the wall and darkness consumed her.
---
Solar Flare coughed as she rose to her hooves, wincing after putting some weight on her back leg. She’d sprained it badly. Compared to the state of the lab, however, Solar Flare had gotten off lightly. The machine they’d used for the mind transferring experiment had burst into flames. Debris and rubble were everywhere. The force of the explosion had collapsed a large portion of the ceiling. She looked away after catching sight of a pony’s legs, blood pooling under it. Many ponies had received serious wounds. Some were unconscious, or worse.
“Mistress!” Puissance’s fate flashed to her mind, frantically searching for her employer.
“No!” Solar Flare screamed as her eyes caught the bloody form of Puissance. She’d suffered a grievous head wound after striking the wall. Worse, a piece of metal protruded from her side, oozing copious amounts of life fluid.
“Hang on!” Solar Flare grabbed Puissance’s hoof.
Puissance groaned and opened an eye. “Stupid stroke. If I had my wings, I could have flown to safety.”
‘
“Don’t talk. Save your strength.” Solar Flare gripped the older mare’s hoof tighter. “Help is coming soon!” Puissance didn’t reply and fell into unconsciousness.
Dear Luna, her mistress would bleed out before any help could arrive and Solar Flare didn’t bother holding back her tears. Only Puissance had seen her as more than a freak of nature. Her horn and wings and a passing resemblance to Corona had earned her scorn from other ponies. All except Mistress Puissance, and she was about to die!
“Uh, what happened?” Doctor HO said, groaning. Unlike most ponies, he seemed miraculously unharmed.
“This is all your fault!” Solar Flare whirled on the doctor, hate blurring her vision.
“I said there were risks.” HO backed away, hooves raised in a placating gesture.
“I’ll enjoy ripping out your heart!” Solar Flare wasn’t sure if the threat was empty or not. Her grief might drive her into doing something she regretted later, but somehow it didn’t bother her.
“Not now, children.” Mind Mender lifted her enormous bulk from the rubble and dusted herself off. “This is an emergency. Fighting helps nopony.”
“He’s killed Puissance!” Solar Flare snarled, and HO whimpered in response.
“No.” Mind Mender said, her voice thoughtful. “I don’t believe he has.”
“What?” Solar Flare snapped.
“The machine is remarkably intact.” Mind Mender muttered to herself, working something out in her head. “We just might…”
“What are you talking about?” Solar Flare snapped.
“Quick, put the headgear on Puissance.” Mind Mender pointed to the unconscious badger.
“The machine’s a flaming wreck! It will never work!”
“It’s an insane long shot,” HO said with a sniff.
“So you want her to die?!” Mind Minder snapped. “Snap to it!”
Despite the desperateness of the situation, Solar Flare complied and strapped her mistress’s head into the strange contraption. Blood coated her coat, but she didn’t care as long as Puissance lived. HO fiddled with the machine, crossing wires, tapping the controls.
“Comet seems intact, but we don’t have the dampener.” Sweat caused by the fires dripped down HO’s face. “If it goes critical, we’re in trouble.”
“It’s worth a shot if it means saving a life!” Mind Mender said with determination.
“Yeah, but a Trixie clone?” If this worked, her boss would go mental!
“Better than nothing.” Mind Mender replied. “Well, doctor?”
“It’s the best I can do.” HO shook his head, not believing they were attempting this.
Mind Mender smiled and nodded, then closed her eyes. Her horn blazed with magic energy.
Please work! Please don’t die, Puissance!
The room erupted in light, and immediately the chemicals bubbled, glowing with energy. The cowardly HO ran from the room, but Solar Flare stayed firm. If Puissance died, she’d join her. The light intensified, and the machine began smoking, but Mind Mender didn’t relent.
“Come back to us, Puissance!” Solar Flare gripped clone Trixie’s hoof hard. Sparks flew from Mind Minder’s hoof. Dear Celestia, was she over-channeling? With a final grunt, her horn burst with energy, and the chemicals in the tubes burst from their tubing. Solar Flare winced as the chemical splashed onto her, burning her fur, but she barely noticed. Mind Mender passed out a small crack in her horn.
Solar Flare hung her head. “We’ve failed, haven’t we?” A groan made her jump, and her eyes widened as the hoof she held twitched with life.
“What the heck?” Puissance groaned. Her head throbbed, and her voice sounded raspy. She shook her head, confused, and gazed about, finding herself in another hospital bed.
“Perfect.” She grunted in annoyance. Once again banished to a wretched bed. She threw the sheets over her head, blocking out the lights stinging her eyes from above.
“She’s up!” A nurse gave Puissance a nervous glance before rushing out of the room.
Puissance scratched her belly, trying to remember how she’d gotten here. Something terrible had happened, but her memories were fuzzy. She straightened after realizing she could move, twisting her body in utter amazement. Had the stroke been a bad dream?
“What the?” Her usual royal purple fur was now a cyan color. She blinked, confused and disturbed. Colors and images were brighter and clearer than they’d been in years. She felt like a stranger in her own body with every movement and breath odd and foreign to her. . Puissance grasped her head, wondering if she’d gone crazy. Much to her relief, Solar Flare walked into the room.
“You’re awake, perfect!” Her assistant beamed before awkwardly shuffling on her hooves. “Uh, much has happened, but you’re better, and that’s fantastic.
“What the hey has happened to me?!” Puissance gasped after touching the horn protruding from her head. She hadn’t been imagining the strange weight coming from her forehead. She jerked, realizing something was missing from her back. A tentative hoof around her back, confirming Puissance’s worst fears. Panic started kicking in.
Her assistant grimaced, forcing a smile. “It’s best you see for yourself.” Solar Flare produced a hoof mirror and Puissance screamed when Trixie’s face reflected back towards her. She pinched herself hard, hoping she’d entered a terrible nightmare. The pain told her it wasn’t, and the reality of what she’d become struck her hard.
“What’s going on, Solar Flare?” She glared at her guilty-looking assistant.
“There was a terrible accident.” Solar Flare replied.
“Ah, and transferring me to the Trixie clone was your only option to save my life.” Puissance’s foggy mind cleared, and memories of the accident replayed in her mind. Solar Flare gave a hesitant nod.
Panic filled her assistant’s face as she jumped from the bed and stood on shaky hooves. Her new muscles had difficulty holding her weight, yet Puissance stood strong and proud. She winced as she crashed to the ground, but held her assistant back, standing back up, pushing her body to walk along the hospital room floor.
“Mistress?” Solar Flare gave her an uneasy glace, worried Puissance might explode with anger. Instead, Puissance only laughed with glee.
“It isn’t ideal, but it is better than death.” Puissance glanced back at her new body in the hoof mirror, amazed. Unbelievable! She’d cheated death!
She had to admit that Trixie was an attractive mare. This body would serve Puissance nicely, taking in several deep breaths, enjoying the freedoms her new body offered. While stiff and awkward, moving was painless, free of any arthritis. It was night and day compared to her old body. Age had made her ignore the pains and inconveniences of her years. Had Puissance even been alive in her old body? Much to her relief, her new body had her cutie mark, a silver crown with a scepter, meaning nothing inside had changed.
Solar Flare hated interrupting her mistress’s reverie but spoke up. “Bad news, I fear. We lost your bio-print in the explosion. But the scientists are hopeful they conjure a new one soon. The new clone of your original body should only require a few days.”
“Forget it.”
Solar Flare blinked. “Sorry?”
“After the utter heck I suffered through to transfer to this body, I’d rather not risk it again.” Puissance studied herself in the mirror and smirked. “It suits me. I’ve always wondered what it’d be like being a unicorn.” A grayish magenta aura flowed around her horn, and she focused her attention on a pen on a table. Minutes passed, but the object refused to budge.
“Oh, well.” Puissance shrugged. “Not unexpected. Contact Spell Nexus, he should provide a suitable tutor.” The head of Luna’s school of magic owed her multiple favors.
While Trixie’s magical powers were middling, she had proven skill could overcome such a disadvantage. Shame they’d transferred her to this body before they could conduct any experimentation on Trixie’s DNA. They could have combined it with Twilight Sparkle’s and given her godlike magical potential, maybe even wings. Never mind, magic didn’t interest Puissance that much, anyway. The loss of her wings hurt, but she’d survive.
“Yes, Mistress.” Solar Flare bowed her head before her muzzle twisted into a grimace. “So, what about Champion and North Star? We need to inform them about this change.”
Puissance’s mood darkened when her assistant’s implications struck her like a ton of bricks. She’d meant for her children to see her as a younger pony, not somepony completely different. Should she hire somepony to create an illusion of her old body? No, Puissance hated hiding. She’d somehow confront her sons in her new form and the rest of her foals. It would be awkward, and some would refuse to accept the drastic change, but they’d survive somehow.
She glanced at a nearby clock and found the time five minutes past midnight. “Tell them we’ll have breakfast together in the morning.”
“Are you sure, mistress?”
“Positive.” A slight grin formed on her face. “This body requires a test run. What’s the club you’re always talking about? Ponyworks? Let’s go there tonight.”
“Is that such a wise idea, Mistress Puissance?” Solar Flare said. “The doctors wish to examine you first. We aren’t sure if the transfer completely succeeded.” Puissance saw several nervous doctors peeking through her room’s door, no doubt thinking of her as some abomination of science or whatever.
“In the morning,” Puissance stressed the last word. “After the utter heck I’ve suffered through, I deserve a drink!”
---
Lights and sound bombarded her as she entered the club. The loud, almost incoherent music pounded her ears. Ponies packed the place, making movement almost impossible. Yet, Puissance enjoyed every moment. She’d dreamed of relieving her youth, and it had become reality. Besides, it wasn’t dissimilar from the jazz clubs she visited in her youth. Ponies still drank, danced, and had fun. Still, she hadn’t remembered the jazz clubs being this crowded.
She pondered if any jazz clubs still existed in Canterlot. The music the young DJ was playing didn’t really interest her. It amused her that, despite her newfound youth, she still clung to the past. Can’t change a pony’s core, she supposed.
Solar Flare seemed to be enjoying the music, bopping her head to the beat. The pegicorn wore a vest hiding her lovely wings, ashamed of their presence. It was unfortunate. Nopony should hide who they are, but her assistant had her reasons. Puissance ignored the dancing ponies, heading towards the bar instead. Solar Flare spotted some friends, and Puissance waved her away. She didn’t need foalsitting. Her assistant reluctantly left her, promising to stay close if Puissance required anything.
“Mint julep, please,” Puissance said towards the bartender.
Puissance didn’t dare grab her drink with a hoof, finding them still too weak. She’d only mastered walking in the short time she’d taken possession of this body. Instead, she used a straw to sip her drink, moaning in delight. Amusingly, the bartender assumed Puissance’s unsteady movements meant she was drunk.
“Lady, this seat next to you, ain’t taken, is it?” A stallion with a rustic accent said.
“Go ahead.” Puissance turned to find the most handsome stallion she’d ever seen. Even her other husband, Midas, paled in comparison. Despite his brown vest, cowboy hat, and rustic accent showing him to be a country yokel, he had a chiseled jaw and eyes a mare could get lost in. He wore his orange mane long beneath his hat. For a moment, Puissance caught herself drooling.
Get it together, Puissance. You’ve met stallions before. Much to her relief, he hadn’t caught her staring.
“Mighty nice to meet you, the name’s Braeburn.” The stallion sipped his rum and smacked his lips. He turned back towards Puissance and examined her face before brightening. “Say, aren’t you that there Trixie Lulamoon? I never met a bonafide hero before!”
“No, I just look like her.” Dear Luna, already she regretted entering this body if it meant ponies would confuse her for Trixie for the rest of her life. “The name is Puissance.”
“Pleased to meet you!” Braeburn gave her an enthusiastic hoofshake. “Are you a native of Canterlot?”
“More or less. My job means I travel around a lot. You?”
“I come from good old Appleloosa!” The stallion exaggerated the pronunciation of the last word.
“Appleloosa? Wasn’t that a failed settlement out west?” Puissance remembered something about it failing because of fighting with the locals. It had been a tremendous and costly venture for the Apple Trust.
“Failed? Nah! We at Appleloosa are still going strong!” Braeburn said, before slumping. “Mostly. We have been having some trouble. Ponies and buffalo haven’t exactly been friendly and tensions are still high. Not that we’re giving up, mind! Despite the recent troubles with everything.” He gave a depressed sigh and gestured to the night sky.
“I’m here in Canterlot to secure a loan for more funding, only for Luna to nuts and dismantle everything! And how are our apples supposed to grow without light?”
“That’s a shame to hear.” Despite his rustic nature, Puissance enjoyed the stallion’s upbeat nature. It might be her new body’s youthful urges speaking, but being easy on the eyes didn’t hurt either. Besides, she always liked hopeless causes. They made the doubters appear foalish when she succeeded. “Tell me more. I have a considerable fortune, and your town sounds like an interesting investment.”
“Wait, you ain’t Vicereine Puissance, are you?” Braeburn stared at her in shock. “Shoot, I thought you’d be older.”
“Ex-vicereine, but yes.” Puissance put her hoof on Braeburn’s arm. “Continue, please. I want to learn more about you. The night is still young.” Yes, tonight would be a good one.
---
“Is everypony ready?” Trixie said from the cockpit of her Zord. Her voice rang out through the speakers.
“I was born ready!” Lemon Hearts almost bounced in her seat’s straps.
“I am.” Fisher’s gruff voice said.
Vinyl said nothing, only beaming and giving a wave. Despite not seeing this, Trixie somehow grunted an acknowledgment.
Greengrass took a deep breath. Never in his life had he ever imagined he’d be traveling to space. But since meeting Trixie, his life had taken many dizzying, unexpected turns. It was a shame Cheerilee wasn’t with him. He would have enjoyed holding her hoof while they blasted off.
“I’m ready,” Greengrass said.
“Blasting off!” Trixie howled with laughter as her hoof thudded down on a large red button on the controls. For a moment, nothing happened. Then Greengrass winced as his body pressed against his chair as they left Earth’s atmosphere. It wasn’t painful, but the G-forces still almost crushed him, seemingly lasting for almost an eternity. The window next to him glowed red from the intense heat. Moments passed, and the pressure released, and Greengrass could breathe easier again. Dear Luna, they were in space.
Despite himself, he gaped after looking outside the window. He’d always loved the stars. As a foal, he’d begged his parents to buy him a telescope. He’d spent many hours staring through the lens, gazing upon the star, dreaming of fantastical worlds he could never visit. Greengrass pressed a hoof against the glass without even realizing it. Soon, something more amazing caught his attention. The Earth stood beneath them in all its green and blue glory. A tear escaped down an eye. Greengrass had never seen anything so beautiful, and his earth pony heritage burned with passion and appreciation.
“It’s so cool!” Vinyl pressed her face against the glass, beaming from ear to ear.
“I never imagined,” Fisher said, uncharacteristically lost for words.
“Wow.” Lemon Hearts’ eyes widened.
“Yeah, it’s pretty cool,” Trixie said after exiting a lift. “I love space. Are you okay? I know the forces of leaving the earth is taxing.”
Fisher snorted. “Don’t worry about me. I’m a tough old bird. Besides, I wouldn’t have minded dying that way. How many ponies have the opportunity to leave the planet?” The talk of dying disturbed Trixie, but she stayed silent.
“Ugh, it’s so unfair you got this cool giant robot!” Vinyl whined. “Us Planetary Rangers got robbed!” Greengrass nodded his agreement.
“Uh, Fisher. Can I have a giant robot?” Lemon Hearts gave the older unicorn a pleading look.
Fisher sighed and shook his head. “No, I’m afraid. Luna’s repair teams barely fixed Lyra’s Zord when it got smashed. The Zord’s repair system conducted most of the repair work. The repair teams were basically useless, probably only getting in the way.” During their battle with the Night Court Rangers, Vinyl had damaged Lyra’s Zord during their fight. If the mare had any guilt about the action, she didn’t show it.
Greengrass nodded his assent. “I’ve read the reports. They could barely understand how its systems worked, much less repair them.” Lemon Hearts sighed in disappointment.
“To be fair, neither does Twilight.” Trixie considered this. “Which is kinda weird, actually. I was hoping she’d make her own Zord so we could create a super ultra Galaxy Megazord!”
“Any food around here?” Vinyl asked. “I could do with some grub!”
“Don’t worry about that.” Trixie waved a dismissive hoof. “I’ve packed enough food for several picnics. I raided Cheerilee’s refrigerator to do it, but I’m sure she won’t mind. My Zord also has these weird space bars.” She waved one of the foil-coated snacks on her hoof. “I’m not sure where they come from, but they’re tasty.”
“Excellent,” Greengrass said. “How long until we reach the moon?”
“A couple of hours,” Trixie replied. “I suspect Nightmare Moon’s expecting us, so we’ll approach from the moon’s dark side. I’m afraid it will be a bit of a long jaunt.”
“Wise.” Fisher crossed his front legs. “I look forward to the moonwalk.”
“Are you sure you wish to come?” Trixie gave the ex-archduke a nervous look. “It’ll be dangerous.”
“I’m not missing a moonwalk for anything,” Fisher said, refusing to budge. “Despite my age, I’m not helpless.”
“Okay.” While not pleased, Trixie wouldn’t argue.
“I’ll go make lunch.” Trixie disappeared down a corridor.
“I’m going to explore the ship! This place is awesome!” Vinyl seemed like a foal in a candy store.
“I think I’ll join you!” Lemon Hearts said. “Are you really DJ Pon3? I’ve heard your music, but I’ve never met the mare behind the deck.” They disappeared down another corridor.
Greengrass watched as Fisher entered a lift. “Where are you going?”
“To see the cockpit,” Fisher said. “This technology is amazing.” He pressed a button, and the lift disappeared.
Greengrass shrugged as everypony went off exploring. He, however, remained content to watch the Earth and never-ending star field for several more minutes longer.
---
“For the last time, stop stealing Trixie Lulamoon’s wanted posters.” A furious-looking batpony said. “They’re meant to inform the public of a dangerous traitorous threat!”
“But they’re so cool though!” An enthused Scootaloo pointed at the poster in her hooves. It showed an angry-looking Trixie with an eyepatch and scars over her face. The artist had made the Ranger appear sinister-looking, and they’d gone overboard. Her two co-conspirators nodded their agreement. Apple Bloom had a backpack full of rolled-up posters.
Ditzy snorted in amusement as the guard fumed. “Do it again, and I’ll throw you in jail!”
“Leave them alone, Misty Moon.” The other guard rolled her eyes. “They’re only fillies.”
“It isn’t just that, Nighthawk!” Misty Moon whirled on his companion. “This whole town has been completely uncooperative in apprehending the fugitive! We’ve asked for hours, and nopony has told us anything!”
A halo appeared over Sweetie Belle’s head. “Maybe we don’t know anything!”
It was true. Somehow the entire town of Ponyville had backed Trixie, which surprised Ditzy since usually, they were on the verge of wanting to strangle the Ursa Ranger. She supposed Luna’s recent mad actions hadn’t endured her to the citizens of Ponyville, and Trixie was a town hero. She had action figures and everything! How much was Trixie getting in royalties for those, anyway? It seemed unfair Ditzy wasn’t getting any of it. She had a daughter to feed!
This was a double-edged sword. With all the guards around, it made gathering clues about Trixie difficult. If their leader was hiding anywhere, it’d be here at their base of operation. Canterlot had been a bust, and Ponyville seemed the next best option. A filly’s scream interrupted her musings.
“You know something, you little brat!” Misty Moon had Sweetie Belle by the throat. “Spill, or else!”
“Misty Moon!” Nighthawk cried in alarm, but her compassion only pushed her aside.
“I’m doing my job.” Misty Moon increased his grip on the small filly. “Unlike someponies.”
“Why you!” Ditzy moved forward, ready to unleash some much-deserved punishment for such cruelty. But somepony else beat her to the punch.
“Release the filly.”
“If you’re smart, you run for your…” Misty Moon trailed off when he spotted the stallion towering over him.
“Release the filly now,” Snowflake repeated. His bulk outweighed the batpony by three times, wearing a furious expression on his face. Dear Luna, she’d never seen the gentle stallion angry before, which made even her reconsider her next move. Other ponies moved in to confront the batpony, each wearing their own angry scowl.
Misty Moon looked around and gulped, releasing Sweetie Belle, who breathed several grateful gulps of air. The Night Guard pony fled a long distance before offering his retort. “Don’t think you’ve gotten away with this!”
“Sorry about him.” Nighthawk bowed before flying after her partner. Snowflake snorted, glaring as they fled.
“That was fantastic, Snowflake!” Ditzy said as she walked up to the stallion.
“You were amazing!” Scootaloo and the other two fillies bombarded him with praise. The ponies watching the scene followed suit.
“It was nothing.” Snowflake blushed and shrunk under their praise. Ditzy saw why Trixie liked the stallion so much.
“Are you Trixie’s special somepony?” Sweetie Belle asked, bouncing on her hooves. The three fillies gave the larger stallion expectant looks, deepening Snowflake’s blush.
“Now girls, leave the poor stallion in peace.” Ditzy laughed, rushing to the stallion’s rescue. He gave her a grateful nod.
Snowflake looked down at one of Trixie’s wanted posters, a pained expression on his enormous face. “I hope she’s okay. I don’t know what I’d do if anything happened to her.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll keep her safe.” Ditzy put a guilty hoof on Snowflake’s back. She closed her eyes and remembered her mission.
“Sweetie Belle, do you know anything about Trixie’s whereabouts?” Ditzy whispered. “I’m searching for her.”
Scootaloo gave an enthusiastic nod. “I do!”
“Where?” Ditzy stood at attention.
“In space!” Scootaloo beamed.
Ditzy blinked. “What?”
“I saw her with my telescope,” Scootaloo replied. “Since it’s night all the time, I thought I’d get some stargazing in. I saw her Zord traveling through space. It’s hard to miss a giant robot bear.”
“Why?”
“She’s going to the moon!” Scootaloo’s grin widened. “No doubt it’s for some super special mission!”
“What’s on the moon, I wonder?” Apple Bloom asked.
“What if some evil moon aliens are taking over Princess Luna’s mind?!” Scootaloo said.
“Come on, Miss Cheerilee said the moon was lifeless!” Sweetie Belle rolled her eyes.
“As far as she knows.” Scootaloo shot back and the three fillies broke into a heated discussion about the possibility of evil, mind-controlling moon aliens.
The moon! Ditzy had a sudden realization. She’s going to Celestia’s moon castle! Painful memories flashed through her head as she remembered Nightmare Moon turning Celestia into stone. After that, worse memories came unbidden, her little muffin’s face frozen in pain and fear. She turned away, hiding her tears.
Sorry, Trixie. But for my muffin, I have to defeat you!
“We’re free! Thank Celestia!” Spike said upon exiting the cave.
In his claws, he held the elusive blacklight flower. The ivory plant only grew in the deepest darkness underground, home to the most horrible monsters imaginable. Even with Cheerilee’s Ranger powers, they barely escaped alive. Scrapes and bruises covered Spike’s scales after a myriad of close encounters. From the darkness, a tentacle slithered around his leg, eager to drag the dragon back into the cave. But Spike batted the creature away with a claw. His companion was in better shape, although still sporting a black eye after tripping over an unseen rock.
Cheerilee flipped over her guidebook, tapping her chin. “Hold still, Spike.”
Spike froze still, his heart racing in terror, not liking the teacher’s tone. “What is it?”
She moved with sudden speed, catching something that had been crawling up Spike’s scales without him noticing. The creature buzzed angrily at Cheerilee before flying off into the cave. It appeared to be some sort of hornet.
“What the heck was that thing?”
“It’s a murder hornet!” Cheerilee said. “They’re infamous around here. They bury themselves into their victim and take over their brains!”
Spike shook in terror. “What?”
“Since it found your scales too tough to sting through, it planned to enter via your ear canal instead! They’re fascinating creatures! Once they control somepony’s body, they use it as a hive to grow and feed their young! Most fascinating part? The victim stays alive for years! They stay infected without even realizing it.” Cheerilee said with her usual annoying cheerfulness, unbothered that her dragon companion almost became hornet food.
“Yeah, fascinating.” Spike didn’t bother hiding his sarcasm. “You take me to the nicest places. Please tell me we’re almost done.”
“Just one more ingredient!” Cheerilee reopened her book and scanned the pages. “Let’s see, oh perfect. This one wouldn’t be hard. It’s somewhere civilized! It’s found at Appleloosa!”
“Never heard of it.” Finally, something easy! From the name, he guessed ponies lived there.
“Me either. We only need buffalo fur, then we’re done!”
“Not more stupid caves!”
“No mention of monsters. This shouldn’t be too hard,” Cheerilee said, much to Spike’s relief. “Besides, I’ve never met a buffalo before. It should be fascinating!”
Just one last ingredient. Then we can save you, my princess. Hold on just a little longer.
---
“Ten minutes until we arrive on the moon’s surface,” Trixie said upon entering the main meeting area. Despite splitting off for their own adventures, her passengers had all assembled once they caught sight of the approaching moon.
“Very good,” Fisher said. “Hopefully, we can uncover some answers. If there’s anypony that knows about the Planetary Gems, it’s the sun princess.”
If only Twilight was here, her science expertise would be invaluable. The super nerd had left a note at her house saying she was off exploring some secret research material and that her friends didn’t need to worry about her. As usual, the Corvus Ranger had neglected to mention where she’d vanished.
Hey, if we’re lucky, we’ll find her on the moon with the same idea.
“Hopefully, Nightmare Moon cronies haven’t found her research yet,” Greengrass said. “Although, I doubt Celestia made it easy to find.”
“Eh, we’ll just kick their flanks if they do.” Vinyl shrugged. “I’m sure they’ll spill with some persuasion.”
Lemon Hearts squinted at the approaching moon, her brow furrowing in confusion. “Is the moon usually this bright? It’s glowing like a firefly.”
The moon was glowing an eerie pale color, appearing ten times brighter than Trixie’s last visit. It almost gave the impression of a miniature sun.
“My scans say that it’s emitting heat.” Trixie fiddled with a nearby control screen. Despite not knowing half of the contraption’s capabilities, she wasn’t helpless. Even for a techno-illiterate like herself, a simple scan was easy.
“Uh, does this mean we’ll get burned alive if we walk on the surface?” Lemon Hearts’ brow furrowed in worry.
“Fascinating,” Fisher came to Trixie’s aid, examining her Zord’s scans. “Nightmare Moon wasn’t kidding about using the Moon as an alternative light source.”
The ex-archduke expression turned to a frown. “But it still isn’t enough. It’s only emitting an eighth of what we normally receive from the sun.”
“So the Earth will become a popsicle anyway,” Trixie said, her mood falling.
Her mentor always tried her best, but sometimes she’d rather doom herself than admit she made a mistake. Once Luna set her mind on something, only a cataclysmic disaster would change her course. Now her insanity only intensified this flaw!
“Chilly nights for sure.” Fisher blew out a breath. “But our suit’s specifications should resist the heat.”
“I hope so,” Trixie recalled Cheerilee’s hesitance to walk on the dark side of the moon during their first visit. The suits could withstand a great deal, but they had their limits. Trixie parked closer to the castle than she’d planned to. It would avoid any unnecessary risk, minimizing the duration they’d stay on the surface.
“I don’t see a castle anywhere.” Lemon Hearts squinted at the view scene.
“I’m approaching from the other side of the moon,” Trixie said. “I can’t risk them seeing us, so we’re taking a long way around.”
Greengrass gave his usual infuriating smirk. “So you aren’t planning to park in the castle’s parking lot?”
Trixie rolled her eyes. “Give me some credit. But we won’t need to walk far. Two miles at most.”
“I’m looking forward to it,” Fisher said. “The moon. I never imagined this day would come. When I was a foal, I loved gazing upon its surface with a telescope my uncle gave me out my bedroom window. He’d always told me to never stop looking towards the sky. Beauty is everywhere.”
Trixie couldn't imagine Fisher as a young, wide-eyed colt. But the ex-archduke wore a boyish smile, excited for this newest adventure despite his advanced age. Trixie didn’t have the heart to insist that he shouldn’t come along. While more guarded, Greengrass couldn’t hide his eagerness.
“I’m getting so many moon rocks,” Vinyl said. “They will look so cool on my DJ platform!”
“I’d like some too.” Lemon Hearts added.
“Go ahead. According to Cheerilee, they’re normal rocks.” Though Trixie had to admit they were pretty cool despite this. Her desk used one as a paperweight. She’d worry about the decon junk later. The teacher had insisted that evil moon parasites didn’t exist.
Hold on, this is a secret mission, not a school field trick. Eh, whatever. Let them have their fun.
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“Wow.” Lemon Hearts gazed in pure astonishment as they exited the Zord’s airlock and walked upon the moon’s surface. It was just as breathtaking as Trixie remembered it. Except now the pale-colored rock glowed blindingly bright, forcing them to dim their visors. Much to Trixie’s relief, their suits protected them from the immense heat, though it didn’t prevent Trixie from sweating. She grimaced, considering how much they’d stink after removing the stupid thing. Already, her boots squelched as she walked.
Despite their discomfort, it didn’t stop their amazement at the moon’s splendor. The view left the usually unflappable Fisher speechless. Vinyl played around, leaping like a mighty frog high into the air. Even with her false leg, moving around was easy, like she weighed nothing. Greengrass searched for trouble but appeared awestruck under his helmet.
“Okay foals, we have a long trot ahead of us,” Trixie said once everypony calmed down. “It’s two moon miles until we reach the castle. No wandering off.”
“We aren’t foals, Trixie,” Greengrass said in admonishment.
“This rock looks so cool!” Lemon Hearts picked up a rock that looked like Luna’s head, placing it into a pile of other rocks. Vinyl joined her and they picked up any odd-looking rock in the immediate vicinity.
“If you’re finished, let’s get going,” Trixie said with strained patience. She pointed towards the airlock, ordering them to deposit their find there. “We’re on a mission, remember?” Vinyl and Lemon Hearts grumbled but complied.
Much to Trixie’s relief, they made excellent time and Fisher had no difficulty keeping up. Despite herself, she enjoyed the moonwalking, though she wished it wasn’t baked alive. Every step drained her energy, and the moon’s surface hurt her eyes despite the visor’s tint. Her companions weren’t much happier, and their exuberance had quickly drained after the first half-mile. They all looked miserable. It was a far cry from Trixie’s first visit with Cheerilee and her class. There, they’d been under an almost dreamlike joy instead of the drudgery they suffered now. Trixie felt sorry this had to be her companions’ first moon visit. Maybe she would take them on a second trip after Nightmare Moon’s defeat.
All except Greengrass, of course. She used the monotony of their walk to devise ways to trick Vinyl into a trip without her sponsor. Serves him right.
After another horrible, grueling mile, the castle came into view. Their group hid in a nearby crater, peeking over the edge to get a better view of their target. Unlike the moon, the castle hadn’t changed, undamaged by the moon’s alteration. The only exception was the banners posted displaying Luna’s cutie mark. It seems Nightmare Moon had taken pride in stealing the castle from her hated sister. Luna could never resist a small degree of pettiness towards her sister.
Lunar guards patrolled around the perimeter. Unlike Trixie and her fellows, didn’t seem bothered by the moon’s heat or glaring light. The barrier around the building must be protecting them from the elements.
Thank Luna, the sooner I remove this stupid suit, the better. “Stay close. I’ll cast an illusion around us, then we’ll sneak inside.
“Thank goodness!” Vinyl said. “I’m worried my leg might rust!”
Greengrass narrowed his eyes. “Guards are watching the entrances. I wonder why? Nightmare Moon turned Celestia to stone. I wonder what we’ll uncover inside. A reason why the moon has become a miniature sun?”
I hope so. Dang it, I wish I’d explored the castle more last time. Still, her rudimentary knowledge of the moon castle would be helpful. Her horn glowed magenta, and a barrier of illusion surrounded them.
It wasn’t a perfect barrier, unable to hold up to scrutiny. But the guards didn’t appear very interested in doing their duty. From their expressions, they found guarding a castle on the moon pointless and would rather be elsewhere. Hopefully, their lack of vigilance would hold once they got closer.
Trixie sighed in relief upon entering the bubble, the surrounding temperature decreasing by at least a million degrees. Trixie pulled off her helmet and exposed herself to the cool moon air. It was a good thing Nightmare Moon didn’t want her subjects frying to death. Her companions repeated the action, smelling just as rancid as she did. She wondered if it would be wise to borrow Celestia’s shower once they sneaked inside.
They kept their distance as they watched the guards patrol the castle. Unlike the royal castle, this patrol contained some embarrassing holes in security. After waiting for a Lunar Guard to fly out of sight, they stormed towards one of the back doors. Much to her amazement, she spotted a trash dumpster. Trixie supposed even moon castles had waste to dispose of. Did Celestia do trash duty and teleported it to an earth landfill for disposal, or did she just launch it into space? While fascinating questions, they needed to complete the mission.
She approached the door and flung it open, hurrying her companions inside. Trixie found herself somewhere familiar. The kitchen had changed little since her first visit. Everything was clean and polished to a shine. Celestia’s dragon servant did an excellent job, whatever his name was. Sam? Smolder? Sludge? Spike! That was it! She recalled Nightmare Moon mentioning the dragon still being on the run. Was Spike still here, hiding somewhere? Or had he fled to the surface? Whatever the case, she hoped the dragon was safe.
After checking the coast was clear, they entered the dining room. Unlike the kitchen, it was a ruined mess. Black scorch marks scared the walls and fine marble floor. The destroyed table and art pieces had been removed, leaving the room almost bare. Spike still hadn’t repaired the damage after Trixie’s fight with Celestia. In a corner, she saw construction equipment and supplies ready for use.
“What the heck happened here?” Lemon Hearts’ voice echoed through the empty chamber. “Did Corona have one of her fits?”
Trixie shrugged. “Something like that.”
Much to Trixie’s surprise, more than guards roamed the castle’s halls. Ponies in lab coats ran about, busy with some sort of project. One muttered to herself with a clipboard in her aura. Nightmare Moon was using the castle as a moon research facility.
At least Nightmare Moon hasn’t completely abandoned us. It gave Trixie hope her mentor wasn’t beyond redemption.
“Get back!” Greengrass pushed the distracted Trixie behind a nearby statue. Moments later, a Ranger Killer stomped around the corner. It paused, scanning its surroundings under its dark helmet. After spotting nothing, it moved down another corridor.
Trixie sighed. “Great, one of those things.”
“It’s even scarier up close!” Lemon Hearts said, her eyes wide.
“Let’s hope there aren’t more of them,” Fisher said. “I’ve read the reports. It took three Rangers to defeat even one of them.”
“Let’s hope so.” With my luck, this place will be crawling with them.
Vinyl rolled her eyes. “Let’s just stay out of sight then, duh.”
Trixie nodded, hoping their luck would hold, leading her allies up some stairs.
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“How to Win Friends and Influence Ponies?” Trixie picked up the book with a tentative hoof. They found other self-help books as well. For all her evilness, Corona wanted to improve her condition.
Celestia’s collection contained a wide variety of subjects, with science being a particular subject she enjoyed. From the creases, it was obvious the sun princess was an avid reader, reading each book at least once. While many books were ancient, most were more recent printings. She spotted some books Luna had banned for various reasons, but none seemed too evil. As usual, the princess kept everything in a neat order alphabetized by subject without a single book off-centered. It was like Corona was an evil version of Twilight or something.
Vinyl rolled her eyes. “So lame. Where are the cool creepy books? Where are the books with pages created from a pony’s skin?”
“Let’s not get morbid Vinyl.” Greengrass chided, rubbing at his chin. “Her desk might have something more useful.”
They found the desk locked, but Vinyl picked it with trivial ease and gestured for her boss to continue. The ex-duke rummaged through Celestia’s papers. He gave out a huff of disappointment, finding nothing but financial documents. They weren’t anything juicy and scandalous. Instead, they were about financing Celestia’s townhouse and other trivial matters.
“Figures,” Fisher said before smirking, “I doubt she wants to have any incriminating out in the open.”
Lemon Hearts brightened with interest. “There might be a secret passageway?”
Fisher turned towards Trixie. “Celestia experimented on Twilight Sparkle, correct? Did she ever mention a laboratory or some other facility?”
Corona had once fused Twi with several star beasts, creating a super monster called Corvus. The experiment had left her friend changed forever, despite Corvus’s defeat. Twilight wasn’t pure pony anymore. While a frightening prospect, it thankfully didn’t involve her friend mutating into some bizarre pony-crow hybrid or something. It did, however, grant the mare the ability to transform into her Corvus form at will. Twilight was still researching her new biology, writing several research papers on the subject. All nonsense to her, but the research project made her friend happy.
Trixie shook her head. “Twilight said she only remembered fragments. A magical circle and cold stone. Not much else.”
“Do you think Celestia has a hidden basement somewhere where she conducts her evil experiments?” Lemon Hearts asked.
“A million bits that’s where the scientist ponies are going,” Trixie said.
Fisher snorted. “We could snoop through Celestia’s bedroom, but I doubt we’ll find anything helpful.”
“Alright, let’s go then.” They couldn’t avoid conflict forever. Besides, Trixie burned with curiosity to learn what her mentor was plotting in her sister’s castle. Were there other experiments besides the moon sun project? She extended a hoof, ready to turn her companions invisible.
“Uh, could we get a bath first?” Lemon Hearts blushed. “I realize we’re on a secret mission, but it will be hard to sneak around when we reek so badly!”
“I suppose we should.” While taking a bath during a sneaking mission seemed silly, getting caught because they stunk would be embarrassing. While Trixie was a master of illusion, removing scent was almost impossible. “Or at least find something to cover our stench. The guest quarters are that way.”
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“Hey! What are you doing here?!” A batpony flew down towards them with a spear raised. She hadn’t expected visitors but came ready to defend the castle from strangers.
“Thank Luna!” Ditzy said, tearing off her helmet. “I thought I would die!”
The moon’s heat had been miserable, almost baking them alive. The cool shelter of the castle shield was a welcome sight. Carrot Top and Raindrops followed suit, gazing upon Celestia’s castle in wonder. When Cheerilee had mentioned its existence, Ditzy had imagined a dark castle with sharp, spiked towers and ominous glowing lights. Instead, the building was simple, yet elegant with expert craftsponyship. How in Equestria did the princess get this built without anypony noticing?
“No, thank Nightmare Moon.” The guard replied, annoyed that her queen wasn’t getting the proper respect. “And you haven’t answered my question!”
“I’m here…” Ditzy trailed off. She still couldn’t believe they were hunting down Trixie, her best friend. It was to save her daughter, but it still left an unpleasant taste in her mouth. While they still hadn’t found Trixie’s Zord, she trusted Scootaloo’s intel. The logic made sense.
“It’s none of your business. Get out of our way.” Carrot Top said, her voice holding an unspoken threat.
“What my friend means to say is that we’re on special business from the queen herself!” Ditzy said before her friend antagonized the guard any further. The farmer hadn’t taken Nightmare Moon’s orders or threats with grace.
“Do you have papers?” The guard asked, raising an eyebrow. Ditzy’s heart skipped a beat when two Ranger Killers exited the castle, drawn by the commotion. Their eerie black faces looked directly towards the intruders.
“Not really.” Ditzy cursed. She hadn’t told the mad alicorn about their arrival, wanting to handle the matter herself. She tensed, ready to summon her morpher to fight those monsters off.
“What the heck.” The bat pony waved the Ranger Killers away, and they obeyed, returning to their duties.
Ditzy blinked. “Huh?”
“Whatever.” The guard waved a dismissive hoof. “It’s fine. It must be for something important. You’re heroes, after all! The name’s Brugmansia.”
“Thanks.”
“But there’s sensitive equipment here, so I can’t leave you alone. I’ll have to accompany you.” Brugmansia said. “I doubt Equestria’s greatest heroes would involve themselves in any funny business, right?”
“Me? Never!” Ditzy was glad that the guard was being so amicable.
Trixie though, well…
“We’re doing serious work here,” Brugmansia’s expression turned serious. “It will save the world.”
“What do you mean?” Carrot Top asked, curious.
“The glowing moon?” Raindrops asked.
“Exactly!” The batpony replied, happy they were catching on. “We’re working hard to create enough energy so the moon can heat the entire planet. Can’t say I know the science of it myself, but the idea’s doable.”
“Enough light so carrots can grow again?” Carrot Top asked, fascinated, returning more to her usual self. Losing the sun had put the farmer on edge. Not only worried about her livelihood, but the life of everypony else.
“You’ll have to ask the science folk,” Brugmansia called another guard over, who eyed the newcomers with interest. They weren’t expecting company on the moon. The guard took over the post for Brugmansia, who led them inside.
The castle’s interior was grand, fitting for a princess. It matched her daughter’s description from her field trip here. Ditzy admired the various priceless works of art on display from a long-forgotten age. Though Ditzy caught sight of some more modern pieces as well. Stolen maybe?
“Radiosity,” Brugmansia called over an earth pony with a cherry mane and purple coat wearing a lab coat. From her disheveled mane, it was clear she’d just woken up. “We have some guests.”
“Oh, how surprising.” Radiosity adjusted her glasses and peered at the newcomers. “Are those spacesuits?”
“Yeah, we kinda flew here,” Ditzy replied.
“Remarkable.” Radiosity’s eyes blazed with excitement. “That’s far beyond anything Equestria’s space program can produce! You must show me!”
“Maybe later.” They needed to find Trixie before she caused any trouble. From past experience, Ditzy had learned her friend was adept at it.
“Do you think this project will work?” Raindrops blurted. “Keep the earth alive, I mean. So much counts on the sun’s existence. Without it, weather as we know it won’t work!”
Ditzy scowled. Those implications hadn’t even occurred to her. Without the sun, what would evaporate water? What would cause the currents that create wind? The ecological implications were staggering on those two elements alone. And she’d bowed to the mad mare who likely doomed the world.
That idiot Trixie! She just had to run off on her own and ruin everything! Ditzy usually hated violence, but she’d take pleasure in decking the Red Ranger, at least a little.
Radiosity forced a smile. “We’re working on it. The world’s most brilliant scientists are fighting to solve these very problems!”
“Or Luna could just bring the sun back and save everypony the trouble.” Carrot Top rolled her eyes. She froze as the Ranger Killer turned their heads towards the pony who’d spoken those traitorous words.
“Just kidding!” Radiosity put a hoof over Carrot Top’s mouth, giving a fake laugh. The Ranger Killers continued to stare before returning to their patrolling.
“Be careful what you say. They’re always listening!” Radiosity whispered. “They wouldn’t give another warning.”
“Sure sure.” Carrot Top replied, who remained calm despite the threat.
Speaking of another loose cannon. At least Raindrops won’t cause any problems. The other pegasus had agreed without a word to help capture Trixie. Convincing Carrot Top hadn’t been as easy. The farmer had argued that they couldn’t trust Nightmare Moon. Dinky would only be the mad alicorn’s first victim. It mattered little. She’d rescue her daughter no matter what the cost.
Yet, I feel like a complete traitor…
“May I ask why you’re here?” Radiosity asked after the Ranger Killers were out of sight. “Are we in danger of being attacked by a monster?”
“Sort of,” Ditzy replied. “Besides the sun moon project, any other secret stuff a pony might go after?”
Radiosity tapped her chin. “The former sun princess had many old tomes, but I don’t think so. We found her secret library if you’d like to check that out.”
“While we’re there, could you show us what you’re using to make the moon like the sun?” Carrot Top asked with genuine enthusiasm.
“It would be my honor, this way!” Radiosity led them towards a staircase that circled down deep into the castle.
The trek took them down many stairs and corridors, passing rooms containing old relics and other antiques. Celestia loved to collect old things. Ditzy guessed many of these items hadn’t seen the sun in millennia. Much to her surprise, they were pretty mundane, silverware, pottery, and other trinkets. Ditzy watched centuries pass as they trotted from door to door.
While exiting another corridor, a strange scent caught her attention. She searched around but saw nothing. The smell was familiar, but Ditzy couldn’t place it. Was it Herbal Essences? No, she definitely caught the scent of rose. It was faint, but Ditzy had the nose of a bloodhound.
Is that a shadow? She’d only caught a flicker, but Ditzy was certain she’d caught a shadow that shouldn’t exist.
“Trixie is here!” Ditzy pulled out her morpher. “It’s morphing time! Sagittarius!” She summoned her weapon.
After pinpointing Trixie’s location, Ditzy’s hoof shook, realizing she was about to attack a friend. She almost dropped her staff, conflict roiling inside her.
No! Muffin is depending on me! There’s no other choice! She pressed a button on her morpher, and wind whirled around the tip of her staff. “Gales of Destruction!”
In a violent gust of wind, the illusion around Trixie and her allies shattered. Trixie careened away from the Ditzy’s wind vortex before deftly landing on her hooves. Her allies weren’t so skilled, yelping in fright as it tore them from the ground and tossed them aside. Much to Ditzy’s shock, Trixie had joined forces with the worst of the Night Court.
Ditzy rushed forward, stopping her staff’s edge inches before Trixie’s throat. “Surrender now and come peacefully.”
“What is the meaning of this Ditzy?” Trixie narrowed her eyes. “Has Nightmare Moon brainwashed you?” Her eyes flickered to the rest of her team. “Is everypony okay back there?”
“Yes, I believe so.” Fisher struggled to his hooves. Ditzy hadn’t seen the ex-archduke since their battle with the Night Court Ranger. It shocked her to see him so aged. The Planetary Gem had destroyed his youth. Yet, somehow, the snake Greengrass and the pretty rad Vinyl appeared younger than ever.
“Ow, what was that for? We’re on the same side!” A unicorn mare with a bright yellow coat said. Who was she? Ditzy didn’t recognize her.
“Intruders?!” Brugmansia’s eyes widened in alarm. He shouted his warning again while climbing the stairs, calling for reinforcements. Radiosity’s eyes widened in terror, following behind with haste.
“Ugh, now you’ve done it!” Trixie rolled her eyes. “We had a brilliant plan and everything!”
“I’m not kidding, surrender!” Ditzy’s voice gave no room for compromise.
Much to Ditzy’s surprise, Trixie knocked her weapon aside with blinding speed and jumped back, wielding her sword in hoof.
“I don’t know what’s wrong with you, but that isn’t happening.” Trixie gritted her teeth and readied her sword.
“Idiot! Too much is at stake!” Ditzy thrust her weapon forward, but Trixie blocked her blows. The mare remained untransformed, content to fight Ditzy back for the moment.
As they exchanged blows, Carrot Top and Raindrops stood on the sidelines. They each wore an indecisive, pensive look, unsure if they should get involved.
Trixie jumped over a swing meant to sweep her hooves from under her and blocked another aimed towards her chest. Her skills were on display as she deflected every blow Ditzy sent her way, yet still hadn’t gone on any offensive. The Red Ranger cursed as two Ranger Killers lumbered down the stairs, coming into view. Trixie knocked Ditzy’s bow away and leaped back, retreating towards her allies.
“Sorry, but it seems like the fight’s about to get serious,” Trixie said towards the yellow-coated mare. They stood side by side, entering a fighting stance.
“So, we have to fight your friends now?” The unknown mare asked.
Trixie scowled. “I hope not.” She planted her sword into the ground and summoned her morpher.
“It’s morphing time, Ursa!”
Ditzy gaped as the yellow-coated mare summoned her own morpher. Worse, she recognized its design. It was a planetary morpher, and its green gem glinted in the lamplight.
“It’s morphing time, Pluto!” A brilliant light consumed the mare and green armor formed around her. “You may call me, Pluto Green!” She did a pose, standing on her back legs. A cry of surprise escaped her lips as she toppled over onto her face, unable to hold her awkward pose.
“We must work on that.” Trixie shook her head.
A new Ranger?! They’d long speculated during their many hangouts about if the dwarf planet had a gem. Except for Venus, they had destroyed the inner Planetary Gems. Luna had locked up Notary’s gem somewhere tight in the castle vault. Before the fallen princess had displayed the Neptune and Uranus Gem, the existence of the outer Planetary Gems had only been theoretical. The final gem had finally revealed itself as this unknown unicorn mare transformed into her armor.
Ditzy tensed as the Ranger Killers came closer. “Hurry and transform!” She yelled to friends, who remained hesitant to take up arms. They nodded, summoning their morphers.
“It’s morphing time, Hercules!”
“Scorpio!”
Trixie tensed as she noticed her friends weren’t joining her side. Instead, taking position behind Ditzy. “Not you guys too!”
“We have no choice. Dinky’s life is on the line!” Ditzy pointed her staff towards her leader. “Nightmare Moon’s turned her to stone!”
“What?” Trixie said, surprised. The unwelcome news was enough to break her concentration, wincing as Ditzy struck an unexpected blow into her sternum, flipping her onto her back.
“Trixie!” Pluto moved to intercept, but the two Ranger Killers blocked her path.
“Surrender, or Nightmare Moon won’t turn my muffin back to normal!” Ditzy placed a boot on the prone Trixie’s neck.
“But, she’s evil!” The news of her favorite fan’s fate startled Trixie, but she still wasn’t in a hurry to surrender.
“Better than Dinky getting hurt.”
Indecision wracked Trixie, but she came to a decision. “Sorry, but I can’t! Too much is at stake! I’ll save her too, I promise!”
“That’s not good enough, Trixie!” Ditzy snarled, and tears stained her face under her helmet. It didn’t matter what her friends thought, she’d protect Dinky, and she swung her bow down towards Trixie’s head. Metal clashed as somepony interrupted her attack. Ditzy’s eyes widened when an axe hovered in front of her face.
“No, this isn’t right.” Raindrops said. With a thrust of her leg, she knocked Ditzy off balance, sending her flying across the room. Brick shattered as she smacked into a wall.
“What are you doing?!” Ditzy returned to her hooves. “Don’t you realize that Nightmare Moon will go after Snails if you act against her?”
Raindrops didn’t reply, helping Trixie to her hooves instead. “It isn’t right.” She shook her head emphatically.
“Yes, there’s no need to fight. What about them?” Trixie pointed towards the two Ranger Killers Pluto was trying to fight off. The mare deflected their mace arms with her twin blades crossed, but each blow she blocked sent her backward, overwhelmed by their strength. “This won’t stop if we don’t defeat Nightmare Moon!”
“I don’t care!” Ditzy pressed a button on her morpher. “Gales of Destruction!” She summoned the most powerful windstorm she’d ever created, putting her entire being into this one attack. Raindrops and Trixie tried to retreat in different directions, but the winds were too powerful, sucking them inside. Sparks flew as the winds bombarded them, and they smacked hard through several walls before Ditzy directed the gale towards the ground. Her friends unmorphed as they collided with the floor.
Why couldn’t these idiots understand? Dinky was everything. Her muffin was the world. Nothing else mattered, right?
Pluto cried out in pain as the two Ranger Killers bombarded her with blows with their maces. She untransformed, rolling towards her traitorous comrades.
“Are you okay, Lemon Hearts?” Trixie asked the unknown mare.
The mare breathed painfully. “I unmorphed before my gem got destroyed, but I’m fine otherwise.”
“You’re really doing this, Pink Ranger?” Greengrass shook his head. Vinyl also gave Ditzy a look of disapproval. Fisher only crossed his front legs, interested in what might happen next.
“Get some rope,” Ditzy yelled towards Carrot Top. “The fight’s over with.”
She turned her attention towards Trixie’s Night Court allies. “Don’t cause any trouble.”
“Nova Crasher!” The blow tossed the two Ranger Killers aside as Carrot Top attacked them from nowhere. Ditzy grimaced as they collided with her.
“What are you doing?” Ditzy tossed a Ranger Killer away, furious at the newest betrayal.
“No, Raindrops is right.” Carrot Top jumped before the other Rangers. “Nightmare Moon needs to be stopped. You okay?” She tilted her head towards Trixie.
“With you by my side? Always.” Trixie eyed the two Ranger Killers circling her and the others. “It’s morphing time, Ursa!”
“Hercules!”
“Pluto!”
Whatever. It doesn’t matter. I’ll protect Dinky without their help! Ditzy joined the Ranger Killers against her fellow Rangers.
Carrot Top blocked a blow with her shield, protecting Trixie’s back as she engaged the Ranger Killer standing before her. The Red Ranger ducked under a mace, swinging towards her head, and slashed at the creature’s exposed belly. Sparks flew, but her sword inflicted little damage. Ditzy swung her staff at the distracted Trixie, but Raindrop’s axe blocked the Pink Ranger’s advance.
“Please don’t do this.” Raindrops said, her voice filled with pain and regret.
“Get out of my way!”
While Raindrops was powerful, Ditzy moved like the wind, darting around the Black Ranger’s languid attacks. Raindrops winced as the Pink Ranger smacked her across the head then redirected her attention towards Carrot Top attacking the earth pony’s legs under her shield. The Yellow Ranger jumped over the bow, but it distracted her long enough for a Ranger Killer to plant a mace into her back, throwing her aside. The Yellow Ranger rolled away before getting struck by another follow-up attack.
“That’s it!” Carrot Top ducked lower to the ground and pressed a button on her morpher. “Nova Crasher!”
With surprising speed, the Yellow Ranger careened into Ditzy at full speed, striking her dead on before she had any chance to avoid it. Her chest exploded in pain, almost losing consciousness from that single blow. Dear Luna, Carrot Top wasn’t messing around and Ditzy almost lost her transformation. Flipping in the air, the Pink Ranger hovered above the fight. She gripped her bow tight, refusing to surrender.
But, Ditzy realized too late, that’d only been a diversion. It gave room so Raindrops, Trixie, and Lemon Hearts could shift their attention towards the Ranger Killers. The Red and Black Rangers fought in unison against the monster, while Pluto kept the other one distracted. She darted around her foe with deft hooves. Much to Ditzy’s amazement, a blow from a Ranger Killer passed through Pluto harmlessly as she turned to shadow and repaid the compliment with several slashes across its back. While powerful, the Ranger Killers didn’t fight together in any strategic way. Her friends were taking advantage of that weakness.
The movements of Raindrops and Trixie were graceful, almost dance-like, as they hacked away at the single Ranger Killer. They weaved through its attacks while commencing their own assault. The Black Ranger focused on the legs, keeping it staggered, while Red struck its face, confusing it. While the damage remained minimal, they chipped away at its defenses. The other Ranger Killer noticed the state of its fellow, turning its focus away from Pluto. One of its arms extended, becoming a chained mace, power burning around them. It whipped them wildly towards the Rangers, but Raindrop and Trixie had a plan.
Simultaneously, they ducked under the ball, its sharp spikes just missing their armor. Then they kicked the other Ranger Killer into the path of the attack. Sparks flew and deep cracks formed in the injured Ranger Killer. It bled darkness, staggering in pain. Seeing their opportunity, Raindrops and Trixie thrust their weapons into the cracks, digging them deep inside.
“Searing Flame.”
“Wave Cleaver.”
Together they pulled out their weapons, flame, and water bursting from the Ranger Killer’s injuries. The monster exploded behind them, and the Rangers pointed their weapons towards the remaining Ranger Killer.
“Good work!” Raindrop said, her voice holding a smile.
Trixie returned her friend’s enthusiasm. “Our hard work is paying off.”
Ditzy cursed. When did her friends get so skilled at fighting? Her chances of success just plummeted. If only Raindrops and Carrot Top hadn’t betrayed her. She hesitated, wondering what her next action should be. The question soon became moot.
“Nova Crasher!” Carrot Top thrust her shield forward, knocking the remaining Ranger Killer into the air.
“Nice!” Pluto somersaulted in the air with her butterfly swords, slashing with blades constructed from blackness. “Reaper’s Touch!” The final Ranger Killer exploded above the Pluto Ranger, her back towards the explosion.
“Y-you foals!” Ditzy flew towards the stairs. She retreated outside, flying back towards her Zord. Her friends called after her, but she ignored them, too lost in her anger and grief. Anguish consumed her, lost at what her next action should be. Horrified, the Pink Ranger realized she’d ruined her friendship with the other Rangers forever. She’d betrayed them to save her daughter, her Muffin. She ran away from her friends, but couldn’t escape the all-consuming guilt which assaulted her.
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“Ditzy.” Trixie hung her head as she unmorphed. She hadn’t expected her friend to turn on them. Worse, Dinky was in danger, and they might have made the situation worse. It had been a terrible mistake to act on her own without speaking with her fellow Rangers first. But what could she have done? Let Nightmare Moon win? Allow her mother figure and mentor to stay insane, possibly dooming everyone?
Greengrass shook his head. “This complicates matters, but don’t fear. We’ll get Dinky back.”
“Really?” Carrot Top raised a skeptical eyebrow. Trixie, however, believed him. The ex-archduke may be scum, but he cared for foals. His charity to orphans and schools was legendary. Despite herself, Trixie sensed the sentiment was sincere. Vinyl Scratch was the proof. As a foal, she’d tragically lost both her parents and her back leg in a terrible cart accident. Greengrass had stepped up to act as her patron for the orphan, taking good care of her ever since. It explained the fanatic devotion the DJ had for the ex-archduke.
“Quite,” Fisher said. “Taking a foal hostage is low.”
“We better hurry before Nightmare Moon learns of this,” Greengrass said. “Rescuing Dinky will be our next course of action.”
“I like the sound of that. Let’s go!” Trixie said, nodding.
“Who the heck are you?!” One of the scientist ponies yelped in surprise as the intruders burst through the lab’s door. It contained an impressive amount of scientific equipment. Trixie noted drag marks on the ground, guessing they had recently added the equipment. The middle of the room held a strange tube with metal shutters covering what it held inside.
“Ponies who’ve had a bad day.” Trixie wasn’t in the mood for any nonsense. “Just tell us what you’ve been doing here, and make it quick.”
“And where Celestia’s secret library is located.” Lemon Hearts added.
“Yeah, that too.”
“We aren’t telling you anything!” A defiant scientist replied before shrinking back as Carrot Top glared at them. One pointed a shaky hoof towards a pile of papers.
“Alright, gentleponies. Let’s get to work!” Fisher rolled up his sleeves, shifting through the reports. Without Twilight, he was the only ponies capable of understanding this nonsense.
“Interesting,” Fisher said as he scanned the pages. “I never realized such feats were possible!”
“What is it?” Vinyl asked, peering over the ex-archduke’s shoulder.
Lemon Hearts sighed after doing her own cursory examination of the scientific research papers. “It’s all Prench to me.”
If only. I could easily understand it then! thought Trixie.
“It’s a complicated process, but this device channels magical solar energy and diverts it into the moon’s surface, heating it up,” Fisher said. “Its power source is whatever’s in that tube.”
“Fascinating. Let’s check it out.” Trixie searched the panel of buttons, hoping to uncover the one to open it. After finding none, she pressed random buttons. One had to work, right?
“Hey, that’s fragile equipment, don’t touch!” A scientist pony tried pushing Trixie away, but she dodged away.
After more button pressing, a hissing sound caught their attention, and steam burst from the tube. Everypony watched in anticipation as the metal panels opened, revealing what they hid inside. A gasp escaped Trixie’s lips.
“Celestia?!” There, submerged in a green viscous liquid, was the statue form of the sun princess.
“How else do you think we’re getting enough solar power to brighten the moon?” The scientist pony said, amongst his visitor’s shocked expression.
“Using your own sister as a science experiment is pretty cold.” Vinyl shook her head.
“So creepy!” Lemon Hearts shuttered in horror.
A sudden thought struck Trixie, and she whirled on the scientist. “Have you by chance seen a statue of a unicorn filly?”
“Nope.” But the scientist’s eyes dilated a small fraction.
“Come again?” Carrot Top stomped forward, anger blazing in her eyes.
“She’s in the royal gardens!” The scientist blurted, almost sobbing. “I noticed it when I gave Nightmare Moon my progress report earlier today! The queen keeps it close and under constant guard! Please don’t hurt me!”
Trixie blinked. Was her farmer friend that intimidating? Did those rumors about ponies keeping their distance from Carrot Top have some merit? True, her friend was having trouble controlling her temper lately, but was it getting that bad? It was something worth investigating later.
“Now where is the secret library?” The other scientist ponies cowered as Carrot Top approached. This extended a hoof towards a shelf in the corner. Celestia’s collection of dark knowledge was smaller than expected, sitting on a single five-row shelf. Most of its contents were a random assortment of old scrolls and parchment. Trixie feared touching several of them, worried they might collapse into dust from the slightest disturbance.
“Again, no books made from pony skin!” Vinyl whined. “What kind of villain is Corona, anyway?!”
Fisher stroked his chin before brightening, pulling a volume made from a collected binder of pages after a title caught his eye. “Perfect, there is information on the Planetary Stones. And multiple volumes.”
“Take whatever you can,” Trixie said. She winced as she heard the clanking sound of Ranger Killer boots, and her eyes widened upon seeing who’d been leading them.
“You aren’t going anywhere, my traitorous student!” Queen Nightmare Moon said, followed by six Ranger Killers. Her mane flew around her, blown by an invisible wind. “Shame for you. I can sense the death of each of my precious Ranger Killers. They each exist as an extension of myself! You aren’t leaving here in one piece!” She broke into a howling cackle of delight and victory.
“You displease me. I expected better.” Nightmare Moon said. Her Ranger Killers spread out to surround the Rangers and their allies. “Raindrops, Carrot Top, you pledged yourself to capture my traitorous student. I made you my personal knights. Yet here you are, helping her conspire against me.”
“Like I would ever join you!” Carrot Top said, glaring daggers. Raindrop said nothing and only gave a solemn nod.
“It looks like your employment benefits aren’t as great as you thought!” Trixie said, her tone mocking. Inwardly, her eyes darted around, searching for the best escape route.
“You will pay for your insolence, Trixie Lulamoon!” Nightmare Moon spread her wings wide, teeth bared. “You and the rest of your traitorous ilk.”
The mad alicorn’s anger soon subsided, and a cruel smile formed on her face. “But I understand my ex-student’s cunning and dangerous allure. I will offer you a single chance to join my side, and I will forgive all trespasses. Raindrops.”
Raindrops jerked when the queen mentioned her name. “What is it?”
“Join me, or your precious little brother will suffer the same fate as Dinky Doo. A lawn ornament for all eternity!” Nightmare Moon’s smile was merciless and unforgiving. “You care about him, don’t you? You’ve always been a good older sister, always protecting your special little brother. Why not join me and ensure he stays safe?” Her mane flared to life, fluttering in an invisible wind. “Or else suffer the consequences!”
“I…” Raindrops’ breath caught, and indecision wracked her face. Trixie saw the suffering tormenting her friend. It left Trixie lost on what she should do next. She wanted to defeat Nightmare Moon, but not the cost of her precious brother, Snails!
I have no choice. I can’t allow her to sacrifice her brother for me!
Yet Raindrops, the Black Hercules Ranger, already had her answer. She held her morpher in a hoof and stared down at it. Her expression turned hard, filled with determination.
“When I got this power, it was because I became the Element of Honesty.” Raindrops said. “It is my burden to always stay truthful. Not only to others but also myself. It’s morphing time! Hercules!” The Black Ranger summoned her axe, pointing its sharp tip towards Nightmare Moon.
“What is this?!” The alicorn stomped her hoof hard enough to break the tile beneath her.
“Though my heart is telling me to protect Snails, my soul tells me I can’t allow your evil to continue. Else other brothers will get hurt. Trixie’s my best friend, and there’s no way I’d ever turn against her. That’s my answer! I’m protecting both my brother and the world from you, Nightmare Moon!”
“Raindrops.” Trixie teared up, lost for words. She was glad, yet saddened her friend was willing to make such heavy sacrifices for her.
“I’ve always got your back, Trixie.” Trixie heard a smile behind Raindrop’s helmet. “That’s the honest truth!”
“Yeah, my answer’s the same.” Carrot Top pulled out her morpher. “I’ll sacrifice anything for my friends! It’s morphing time, Scorpio!”
A smirk grew on Trixie’s face. “Ha, see! You can’t break us apart, Nightmare Moon! It’s morphing time! Ursa!”
“Hey, I’m here too!” Lemon Hearts said. “I don’t have a speech, but prepare to get your flank kicked, Nightmare Moon! It’s morphing time, Pluto!”
“You will pay for this betrayal, Raindrops!” Nightmare Moon’s mouth twisted into a snarl. “Once I turn your brother to stone, I’ll shatter him to dust! Get them!”
Here goes nothing. I’d never thought I’d face off against Princess Luna. Trixie’s hoof shook momentarily but hardened her resolve. There’s no other course. I have to beat her, to save her. She readied her sword as the six Ranger Killers swarmed towards them.
Trixie jumped back as three maces flew towards her face in unison. Unlike the last Ranger Killers, these fought in unison, and Trixie hissed as a spike scraped her armor and rolled away. Her friends weren’t doing much better, finding themselves overwhelmed by their opponents. It was all they could do to dodge and parry the incoming attacks. With her mighty shield, Carrot Top blocked a strike meant for Lemon Hearts’ head. She yelped in pain as a Ranger Killer suddenly switched its target from Raindrops to the Yellow Ranger.
What gives? Now they can fight together? Trixie noticed the mischievous glint in her mentor’s eyes, realizing the alicorn must have the power to control her pawns with her mind. Besides that, Nightmare Moon stood before the doorway, making sure nopony could escape. She eyed Greengrass and his cohorts, watching for any trouble or heroics. Fisher crossed his legs and glared. Greengrass remained stoic, while Vinyl cheered the Rangers on, eager to see them kick flank.
Trixie blocked a blow with her sword, but sparks flew as another steel ball struck her chest. The Ranger Killers had them completely boxed in, leaving them no room to retreat or dodge. She rubbed her sore chest, knowing they couldn’t survive much longer if they didn’t do something.
“We’ll just break our way out!” Trixie swung her body under a blow, allowing the Black Ranger to smack a Ranger Killer in the face with her weapon.
“You have a plan?” Raindrops asked.
“You aren’t going anywhere.” Nightmare Moon’s monsters increased the ferocity of their attacks.
“Oh, ponyfeathers!” Pure panic filled Lemon Hearts’ voice as several spiked fists impacted her armor.
“Typical.” Trixie only rolled her eyes. “No matter. We’ll burst through this! Ready?”
“As ever!” Carrot Top rolled away from an attack and joined her fellow Rangers, standing back to back. The three Galaxy Rangers formed a defensive ring. Unfortunately, two Ranger Killer swarmed Lemon Hearts, pushing the Pluto Ranger back, distancing her from her allies. The remaining four focused their attention on the Galaxy Rangers.
Together, they batted away and deflected the four Ranger Killers’ attack as they surrounded them. They worked together to cover their friend’s weaknesses, leaving no vulnerable points to exploit. Together, no attack could pierce their defensive formation.
“Foals!” Cried the creature that had once been Princess Luna. “You really believe you can defeat me! Your teamwork is nothing compared to the might of Queen Nightmare Moon!” She extended a hoof, and a scythe appeared in it. It was Luna’s famous weapon, Nightbringer. It was an unassuming weapon, a single silver curved blade attached to a black shaft. But Trixie had seen her mentor train with the weapon and knew of its simple, but deadly effectiveness.
In a blink of an eye, Nightmare Moon was everywhere, yet nowhere. She moved so fast it was impossible to keep track of her. Trixie wasn’t sure if this was super-speed or an illusion. Carrot Top screamed in pain as a slash threw her aside. Raindrops was the next victim. They both unmorphed as Nightmare Moon bombarded them with slashes.
“What should we do?” A panicked Lemon Hearts asked before unmorphing after suffering a blow to the head. Trixie cursed and froze when the trip of Nightbringer pressed against her neck.
“I’ll show you what I do to traitors, Trixie.” Nightmare Moon’s voice said, purring in the Red Ranger’s ear. Trixie screamed in pain as the scythe slashed across her chest, causing her to unmorph and crash against a wall painfully.
“Pitiful, you are no match for me.” The Planetary Gems around Nightmare Moon’s neck glowed as she spoke.
Pain erupted through Trixie’s body as she struggled to her hooves. A weak chuckle escaped her lips. “Maybe, but I’m not finished yet!” She pulled several pellets from her cape, which filled the room with smoke.
Nightmare Moon snarled and, with a flap of her wings, blew the room clear of smoke. But Trixie and her friends had already fled the room, running up the stairs. Trixie limped along but made good time. Fisher was too weak to run fast, so Raindrops had thrown the ex-archduke onto her back and took to the air. The rest of her allies were somehow keeping up.
“You can’t escape!” Nightmare Moon flew after them, scythe ready to kill.
“Why are these stairs endless?” Trixie said in frustration, watching the mad alicorn quickly gaining on them. She’d be upon them in moments. Trixie pressed some buttons on her morpher, trying a feature she’d never needed before. It’d cause her some damage, but the situation was dire.
Nightmare Moon ignored the rest of the Rangers and focused her wrath on her traitorous student alone. Trixie yelped as the scythe flew towards her face. There was a loud clanging sound as Carrot Top summoned her shield and blocked the deadly weapon. Carrot Top screamed in pain as Nightmare Moon delivered a powerful kick to her sternum. Her friend collapsed to the ground, her breathing a pained wheeze as blood oozed from her mouth.
“Carrot Top!” Trixie’s eyes widened in alarm, terrified for her friend. Nightmare Moon pointed her blade’s edge towards the Red Ranger, indicating she was next on the chopping block.
I need more time. But what could she do? They couldn’t defeat Nightmare Moon by themselves. They needed some distraction. But what?
“Push forward!” Trixie told her friends while summoning her sword. “I’ll keep her attention.”
“But!” Raindrops said in alarm.
“We can’t leave you!” Lemon Hearts’ eyes widened to saucers.
“Don’t worry. It’s me she wants.” Trixie pointed her blade at her mentor. “Just get to the first floor.”
Trixie hissed as she blocked a blow from Nightmare Moon with her sword. It sent a painful bone-rattling tremor that surged through her entire body. From below, she heard the Ranger Killers clambering up the stairs after them.
“Go!” Trixie’s friends reluctantly nodded and ran up the stairs, leaving the Red Ranger alone with her mentor.
Nightmare Moon gave a slight nod of acknowledgment. “Brave, but foolish. More Ranger Killers are above to finish your friends.” She yelped as Trixie left a nip in her ear. Much to her relief, the slight illusion the Red Ranger had created had fooled even an alicorn. She’d made it appear like she’d been moving in one direction, but was really moving the other in reality.
Trixie smirked. “I’d worry more about yourself if I were you! It’s morphing time, Ursa!”
“Trixie!” Nightmare Moon darted towards the Ranger with her scythe.
The two fought up the staircase, their swords clashing. Trixie realized how much Luna outmatched her in both skill and power, so she focused on evasion instead. She used minor illusions to keep ahead of her opponent. Not that it protected her from the alicorn. Despite Trixie’s skill at evading, Nightmare Moon gave the Red Ranger a beating, breaking through her defenses time after time. Trixie wobbled on her hooves, but somehow reached the top of the stairs. Trixie screamed in pain when a sword slashed her black, and a kick sent her across the room.
“Trixie!” Carrot Top cried out in alarm as Trixie unmorphed upon hitting the floor. Her friends were busy fighting off guards and Ranger Killers. They weren’t performing much better, overwhelmed by their enemy’s superior numbers.
“One last chance, Rangers. Surrender, and I may be merciful.” Nightmare Moon said, emerging from the stairwell. Her mane fluttered behind her, sword raised to strike anypony who dared oppose her.
Trixie’s friends retreated towards her, checking if she was okay. The Red Ranger had suffered serious injuries, unable to even stand on her own power anymore.
Fisher cursed. “We have little choice. We can’t win this fight.”
“No, we can’t give up!” Lemon Hearts replied. “Or else we’ve fought this hard for nothing!”
A grimace formed on Greengrass’s face. “Life isn’t that simple. Some fights are just impossible.”
Raindrops and Carrot Top helped Trixie to her hooves. “Impossible? Ha! Do you realize who you’re talking to? I’m the Great and Powerful Trixie! No situation is impossible for me to escape!” Greengrass and Lemon Hearts stared at Trixie like she was crazy.
Fisher snorted in amusement. “Is that right?”
“Surrender!” Nightmare Moon said, offering no compromise. “Or these will be your last breaths!”
“Nah!” Trixie dropped smoke pellets from her cape, filling the entire room with smoke. The castle shook as a giant paw crashed through the ceiling. The impact threw aside ponies and Ranger Killers alike, totaling the room. Rubble destroyed priceless pieces of art, but Trixie had little choice. When the smoke and dust cleared, the Red Ranger and her friends had disappeared, spirited away by Trixie’s Zord.
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Ditzy sat at the edge of the barrier around Celestia’s castle, gazing towards the burning moon, and wondered how things had gone so wrong. Tears stained her eyes, and her misery went unchecked. Starting today, she doubted she’d be strong enough to face her friends again.
“Dinky.” Worse, she might lose her muffin forever. How could she ever face Dinky’s father, Castor Cut, again? And Amethyst Star too? The half-sisters had a rocky relationship, but deep down, they loved each other.
“What a pathetic mess I am!”
During her life, Ditzy only seemed to make the wrong decisions. First, she’d fallen for an older married stallion, foalishly pursuing a relationship with him. What a disaster that had been. Then, she’d abandoned any higher education to take care of her daughter. She actually had considerable talent in weather magic. Her flying skills back in the day weren’t anything to sneeze at either. Now, she worked a dead-end job, just barely making ends meet. Last, she’d failed as a mother, Ranger, and a friend.
“I’m a failure. I’ve ruined everything I’ve touched. Like always.”
Ditzy gasped in shock as Trixie’s Zord flew down from space and crashed through the top of Celestia’s castle. The building was crafted from sturdy stone but offered little resistance against the giant robot. The massive bear scooped something up with its claws and moments later, flew back towards space. This left Ditzy momentarily stunned before she ran down to the castle to help any injured ponies. Ditzy might be an utter failure, but she always helped ponies in need.
“Typical Trixie, like a bull in a china shop!” Moments later, she arrived at the castle entrance. Guards were running around like chickens with their heads cut off. Rubble was everywhere, and a large section of the ceiling had collapsed, and Ditzy pushed a wooden beam off a trapped guard. While bruised, their injuries were minor thanks to their armor, thank Luna. She ordered the guards to assist her with another beam. Thankfully, her command restored some calm to the guards, and they helped push it off a scientist pony. This pony had a broken leg but otherwise seemed fine.
“There’s one over here too!” Ditzy noticed movement under a pile of debris. But before they could help that pony, it exploded to reveal a familiar alicorn.
“That traitorous student of mine!” Nightmare Moon’s face turned into a snarl. After a moment, she regained some composure and looked directly at Ditzy.
“Nightmare Moon.” Sweat formed on Ditzy’s neck. What was she doing here? “Glad to see you’re safe!”
“No thanks to you.” The alicorn snorted.
“Trixie’s strong.” Ditzy looked down. Now she’d face Nightmare Moon’s wrath. She closed her eyes, hoping her end would be quick, but the retaliation never came. Instead, the queen studied her before a smirk appeared on her face.
“I’m glad at least somepony remained loyal to me.” Nightmare Moon said. “I reward loyalty. You have nothing to fear from me.”
“I see.” Hey, maybe there was still a chance to save Dinky!
“But! You are correct. My traitorous student is powerful and resourceful. The Ranger Killers aren’t enough.” Nightmare Moon paced in the ruined castle. A light of dawning realization hit her, and a cunning smile grew on her face.
“You are powerful. But not strong enough to fight Trixie and her cohorts. I can change that, however.”
“What do you mean?” Ditzy didn’t like the direction the conversation was turning.
The alicorn’s horn flared with magic, and a small box appeared before her. Ditzy gasped when she saw its contents. It was Notary’s Planetary gem! Why did the alicorn have it? Luna had locked it up for the safety of everypony!
“I have been considering how best to use its power, but I finally found a use for it.” Nightmare Moon said. “Combine your Pink Ranger powers with it, and you’ll be unstoppable.”
“But!”
Nightmare Moon slunk over to her like a serpent and whispered into Ditzy’s ear. “You’re a good mother, right? Take this, I promise to free your muffin once Trixie has been captured.” She floated the box before Ditzy’s face.
A million thoughts rushed through her mind. What was the right thing to do? Could she do this? She knew the cost of taking this power for herself. If it shattered, it would steal away her youth forever. She feared the possibility the stone might corrupt her like Notary and Night Light. But if it meant saving her muffin…
“I’m a traitor to the other Rangers already.” Ditzy took the stone, accepting her fate and the terrible cost this decision took on her. “I must protect Dinky, no matter what. Nothing else matters.”
“You’re looking well.” Solar Flare said as Puissance entered her mansion’s main sitting room. “Have an enjoyable night?”
Puissance sighed in contentment. “I haven’t enjoyed myself that much in years.” It still boggled her mind that not a single movement gave her a twinge of pain. Old age had been a prison she’d never realized existed.
“Better you than me.” Solar Flare cringed as she levitated a cup of coffee to her lips. “I drank a little too much again.”
“When drink is involved, diligence is necessary,” Puissance replied. “Else you become its slave.” She had no intention of spoiling her new body. Besides, it would have dulled last night’s pleasantries with Braeburn. What a gentlecolt he’d been! Later in the week, they’d promise to meet up at the same bar. A rendezvous Puissance was looking forward to.
“Yeah, yeah.” Solar Flare grumbled, annoyed by her employer’s responsibleness.
“Anyway, I received a message this morning that Champion and North Star have already arrived in Canterlot. Sadly, a breakdown in their train has waylaid Banner and Scepter. They won’t be here until later tonight.”
Shame, she’d been looking forward to seeing them. Her great-grandson had always brought a smile to her face. Her two sons would more than suffice. They didn’t visit her as much as she’d like.
Solar Flare’s expression turned pensive. “Is this such a wise idea? It’s a drastic change. They might not take it well.”
Puissance snorted and played with her mane with a hoof. “It won’t be difficult for them to accept. I’m still their mother. It isn’t quite what I wished for, but shouldn’t they be overjoyed that their dear mother has completely recovered from her stroke?” It has surprised her how quickly she’d adjusted to Trixie’s clone body like it had always belonged to her. Puissance barely noticed the drastic shift in coat color anymore or that she wasn’t a pegasus.
“Right.” Solar Flare didn’t seem happy, but she didn’t argue.
A grunt caught their attention. “Ugh, these long train rides are always torturous. I’m getting too old for all this running around.”
“Champion!” Solar Flare’s face brightened in surprised delight. “I didn’t expect you so quickly.”
Champion was a light blue coated stallion in an expensive with a silver mane. His cutie mark was a golden cup with a star in its center. He wore a winning smile on his face that made ponies instinctively want to trust him. It had served Puissance’s son well in the broker business, skilled at making everypony happy in whatever deal he’d been negotiating.
“After learning about mother’s stroke, I couldn’t wait around. I dropped several important meetings to be here.” Champion looked around the room. “Where is mother? How is she? I’ve heard she’s in a terrible state.” Much to Puissance’s disappointment, he looked past her like she didn’t exist. How could he not recognize his own mother?
“Well.” Solar Flare hesitated, unsure how to break the news.
“Campion! How have you been?” A new pony said as they entered. This pony was strikingly different from his brother. His appearance was scruffier, with a layer of stubble over his face. It only made him more devilishly handsome, and he had an easy air about him. He had a purple coat with a slicked-back, dark blue mane. His cutie mark was a large star surrounded by a collection of lesser, smaller stars. Unlike his brother, he’d gained his fortune through strategic gambling on dog races and the stock market. His luck was impeccable.
“Not bad.” Champion slapped his brother on the back. “How’s Violet? I heard she’s expecting another foal.” Puissance’s eyes widened in astonishment upon hearing that North Star’s daughter was expecting. Why hadn’t anypony informed her about this cheerful news?
North Star scratched the back of his mane. “Frantic. Three foals is a tough challenge for one mare. She’s finally given in and hired a living-in maid to help. It required a great deal of cajoling, though. Violet’s a stubborn mare.”
Champion laughed. “Sounds like her.”
“Ah, but that isn’t why we’re here. Where is mother anyway? Is it true she had a stroke?” North Star asked.
“Well?” Both sons turned their attention to their mother’s secretary, expecting a prompt answer.
Solar Flare forced a smile, her voice weak. “That requires some explaining.”
“Oh, for crying out loud!” Puissance couldn’t hold her tongue anymore. “You really can’t recognize me? I’m ashamed of both of you.”
“Um, sorry?” North Star blinked, giving Puissance a strange look. “Can we help you?”
Champion scrutinized the stranger. “Aren’t you Trixie Lulamoon, the princess’s student?”
Puissance grunted in annoyance. “No, it’s me, your mother.”
Both her sons gasped in utter astonishment. They blinked slowly, and Puissance could hear the gear turning in their heads as they absorbed this information. North Star’s expression turned sour, disbelief apparent on his face, but his brother opened his mouth before North Star could denounce her.
“It is you.” Champion said in amazement. “Look, that’s mother’s cutie mark!” He pointed towards the crown and specter adorned on her flank.
“Son of a gun.” North Star said. “But how? None of this makes sense!”
Puissance sighed. “It’s a long story. Short version. I was in an accident. It forced me to transfer my mind into this clone of Trixie’s body to save myself. It isn’t quite what I intended, but it’s better than dying.”
“What?” North Star shook his head, baffled.
“You know mother, always obsessed with regaining her youth.” Champion shook his head.
Puissance brightened. “The process is still rocky with several kinks, but I’ve proved it works! All a pony needs is an empty vessel. I’m sticking with this body for now. It isn’t as terrible as it looks.” Some of her children were getting along in years. It wouldn’t be difficult to create clone bodies for them to transfer into, too.
“Really.” North Star didn’t sound pleased, and Puissance didn’t like his tone.
“Is there a problem, North Star?” Disciplining her second youngest son hadn’t always been an easy task. While he’d eventually surrendered to this mother’s better judgment, the lad had remained willful.
“We aren’t foals, I might as well lay it out.” North Star shrugged. “You turn up in this new body, and you expect us to accept it. You’re nothing but a freak of nature.”
“North Star.” Puissance’s voice turned dangerous, but he continued, unheaded. Champion stared with wide-eyed shock.
“I don’t accept this and neither should you, Champion.” North Star’s tone was acidic. “You say you’re our mother, but are you really? Our mother died in that accident. You’re just an impostor who thinks she’s our mother. You aren’t her and only have her memories. A copy of a dead mare.”
“I am Puissance and no other.” She suspected one of her children might try this. In her late years, they’d grown less supportive. They dared to suggest that she should live in a nursing home. And she knew of another reason one might attempt to disavow her. “And I’m not going anywhere.” Puissance continued. “I’m disappointed in you, North Star. I told you countless times, a pony can only earn power and money by your own hooves. You’ll never get my money. Stop being a vulture. My heirs are better than that.”
“What?” North Star said, outraged.
Champion gave a weak, encouraging smile. “Enough fighting. It was terrifying when I learned about mother’s stroke. Now she’s back to full health! We should celebrate tonight! I know this five-hoof rating restaurant uptown recommended by Zesty Gourmand herself! She gave it a glowing review in the Canterlot Times!”
“You can go yourself.” North Star headed for the door. “I’m not interested.”
“North Star.” Her voice contained a warning, but her son ignored it, walking out the door.
Champion cringed. “Sorry, you know what he’s like. Forget it! He’ll come around!”
The ungrateful! Tumultuous emotions whirled inside her, equal parts pain and anger. Puissance had given her lifeblood for him, and that was how he treated her? She blinked unexpected tears and furiously wiped them away. Forget him. She had a more dutiful son to attend.
“Nevermind, Solar Flare, get breakfast prepared.” Puissance considered for a moment. “Pancakes and eggs will do nicely.”
“Right!” Solar Flare gave an awkward smile. She always hated getting involved in her master’s family squabbles and wore a mortified expression.
“Come, tell me how you’ve been,” Puissance said, pushing her fight with North Star out of her mind. “And I have a proposal for you. Have you heard of Appleloosa?”
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“Ponies, always going where it is unwise to tread!” Chief Thunderhooves gave an indignant snort. “It’s your pony’s fault the evil temple got uncovered in the first place!”
Cheerilee nodded in understanding. The buffalo chief’s words had been uncompromising and harsh, yet the teacher accepted the rebuke without complaint. The teacher’s resilience amazed Spike. He shrunk from the angry glares the buffalo tribe members were giving them.
Chief Thunderhooves continued his tirade. “And now you ponies have cloaked the world in utter darkness! And you expect a favor! It’s bad enough two of your kind are poking around the dark temple!”
“I don’t know about the last part, but I promise you we will restore the sun to its former glory! All we need is a piece of your fur, and we can save Princess Celestia!” Cheerilee said.
“Really?” Chief Thunderhooves said, unconvinced.
“This potion will restore Celestia back to normal! She’ll restore the sun and reverse the damage caused by Nightmare Moon!”
“Wait.” Little Strongheart, the chief’s daughter, said. “You want to restore one insane alicorn, to stop another insane alicorn?”
Cheerilee grimaced. “It does sound kinda silly, but the sun princess has reformed!” The buffalo didn’t seem convinced, giving them stony glares.
“Ouch!” Cheerilee rubbed her flank after the buffalo had tossed them from the chieftain’s tent. Spike winced as he landed face-first into the dirt.
“So distrustful, this will be harder than I first expected!” Cheerilee dusted herself off.
“You’re planning to try again?” Spike couldn’t believe his ears.
“Sure! This place has a real problem with distrust!” Cheerilee said, walking towards Appleloosa. “Somepony needs to step in and build some relationships!”
“Or we could just steal the fur and go home!” Spike replied with perfect reason, following his companion.
“Won’t that just make them more distrustful?” Cheerilee wondered out loud.
“Not if they never find out.” Spike gave a sly look.
Cheerilee considered before shaking her head. “No, we need to do this properly. Besides, as a Ranger, I can’t ignore the problems here.”
Spike faceclawed. “The world is at stake!” Not to mention his wonderful princess!
“And so is the community of Appleloosa!” Cheerilee said with absolute certainty. “Just give me a day or two.”
“You get 24 hours, else we’re doing it my way!” Spike realized arguing with the teacher was pointless, so he offered a compromise instead.
Cheerilee nodded, agreeing to his terms. “Sounds reasonable.”
Appleloosa was an unattractive town, containing only some shoddy, dusty buildings. Spike saw the skeleton of a frontier town but only halfway completed. Most building projects were incomplete or abandoned. The disagreements with the buffalo had dampened any attempts at expansion. They headed towards the cantina to regroup and plan. The cold desert night air was biting, and they rushed towards their destination.
“Cheerilee?” A voice said, and a purple unicorn with thick rimmed glasses ran towards them. Her face broke into a wide grin.
“Twilight?” Cheerilee blinked. “What are you doing here?” Apparently, the spectacled unicorn was a friend of the Ranger.
“Research!” Twilight beamed. “I’m investigating the temple here. It’s where the Planetary Gems originated from!”
“No!” Cheerilee’s eyes widened in astonishment.
Twilight nodded. “I thought it might contain some clue how we might defeat Nightmare Moon!”
Cheerilee brightened in comprehension. “We wondered where you disappeared to.”
Spike interrupted their conversation with a cough. “Who is this?”
“This is Twilight Sparkle, the White Corvus Ranger,” Cheerilee said.
There’s another Ranger? When did this happen?
“Nice to meet you!” Twilight gave a painfully enthusiastic shake of his arm. “Never met a baby dragon before. Can I interview you later? Information on dragons is sparse, and this is the perfect opportunity to gather data!”
“Yes,” Spike said after some hesitation. The unicorn’s grin was too eager for his liking. And he wasn’t sure what she’d learn from. He’d basically raised himself. His only parental figure had been Zecora. He wasn’t exactly a deep resource on dragons.
“So much has happened since you disappeared!” Cheerilee said. “I’ll fill you in over a glass of water!”
“Me too!” Twilight nodded. “You won’t guess who tagged along to help with my research!”
“Cheerilee, darling!” A white unicorn exclaimed upon seeing the teacher. “I didn’t know you were here in Appleloosa, also! How fabulous!” Spike gaped at the most beautiful pony he’d ever seen. She wore a jewel-encrusted white cowpony hat. On a lesser mare, it would have seemed tacky. Instead, it only made her look dazzling.
“Rarity?” Cheerilee said in confusion. “You sure pop up at the most interesting times.”
“Just doing my civic duty, darling! You Rangers can’t have all the fun!” Rarity winked.
“Right.” Something about this answer disconcerted the Green Ranger.
Rarity brightened when she noticed Cheerilee’s companion. “And who is this?”
“Spike.” He barely got the words out. His tongue refused to cooperate. Something about this unicorn froze up this entire body.
“It’s nice to meet you, Spike!” Unlike Twilight, Rarity gave him a delicate, lady-like hoofshake. “Now, let’s hear what you’re up to! It sounds fascinating!”
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“Wow! That might work!” Twilight said, nodding her head with enthusiasm. “And you only need buffalo fur? Well, bison fur, actually. It’s the proper name of their species.”
Rarity nodded in agreement. “Can’t say they're real fans of the mis-attributed name.”
“No wonder they were giving us dirty looks!” Cheerilee said, chagrined. Spike also felt foolish, blushing in embarrassment.
“Anyway, we need their fur if we wish to restore Celestia and your friend’s daughter from the stone.” Spike gazed into his cup of water. “And considering the world is doomed if we don’t get it…” His words trailed off, hoping the purple unicorn might get the hint.
“All the more reason to fix the pony, bison situation here!” Twilight clapped her hooves together, and Spike faceclawed.
“It seems to me, Appleloosa is suffering from a real friendship problem.” Unlike the others, Rarity was drinking alcohol and daintily sipped at her whiskey.
“Friendship problem!” Twilight nodded. “The perfect way to describe it!”
While Rarity’s determination to improve Appleloosa’s situation was noble, she missed the greater issue. Ponies! He sighed. Oh well, he prayed to Celestia that a day’s delay wouldn’t ruin everything.
“Why are the bison and ponies fighting?” Cheerilee asked.
Twilight opened a notebook and scanned the pages under her thick, wide-brim spectacles. “The bison believe ponies are encroaching on their land, hoping to steal it for themselves. The negotiations fell apart, and there’s been fighting on both sides. Neither trust the other.”
“And I suppose the evil temple’s discovery didn’t help either,” Spike said.
Twilight shook her head. “I’m afraid that’s all I know. But we can ask around later for more details.”
“Leave that to me, dear!” Rarity finished her drink and waved to a bartender to refill her glass. “I’m an expert at gossip. I’ll see what I can uncover.” From the way the other patrons were eying the mare, it won’t be hard to convince them to spill their secrets. Rarity gave ponies of both sexes a flirtatious wink.
“Good plan. Speaking of the temple, we should do something about it. It would at least make the bison happier.” Twilight said.
“What, like smashing it with our Zords?” Cheerilee said jokingly. Much to her surprise, the Corvus Ranger gave a serious nod of agreement.
“Good idea!” Twilight brightened.
“What? And smash a historic monument?” Cheerilee blinked as if she hadn’t heard her friend right.
“I don’t know. That place gives me the creeps.” Twilight shook her head in dismay. “Every time I enter it, I get this terrible sense that something is watching me.”
Spike trembled and bit his claws. “Watching?”
Rarity nodded. “Evil’s the word I would use, too. Ponies did terrible things there.”
Cheerilee tapped her chin. “Makes sense. It’s where the Planetary gems came from. Have you uncovered anything interesting?”
Twilight grunted in frustration. “Not much. Most of the knowledge comes from inscriptions from insane long-dead cultists! Not very reliable sources of information.”
“Not true, darling. We uncovered something new.” Rarity said.
“It’s just an ancient legend!” Twilight snorted.
“It’s better than nothing.” Rarity reminded the other mare. Twilight only rolled her eyes.
“What legend?” Spike asked.
Twilight searched through her notes again. “It’s an accident bison myth about a being called Q.”
“Q?”
“The translation is difficult, but that’s what its name sounded like. Bison called it an ancient demon who granted wishes. But every wish granted corrupted and twisted the wisher until they became a demon themselves. Ancient bison shamans fought against the creature. It was too powerful for them to defeat alone, so they allied with an ancient mythical beast. They couldn’t kill the monster, so they sealed it into a rock and hid it away so its evil would never influence someone again.”
“Sound familiar.” Rarity sounded smug.
“Maybe Q is behind everything!” Spike stood up excitedly. He had two superheroes with him. If they defeated this monster, maybe Luna’s mind would return to normal.
Twilight rolled her eyes. “That’s assuming Q is even real.”
Cheerilee tapped her chin. “It’s worth checking out. Can you show me the temple? I want to see it for myself. And learning more about this mythical beast might be useful.”
“If you’re sure.” Twilight hesitated. “It’s a grisly place. Besides, there’s no evidence anything about this legend is even real.”
Spike sighed, hating how much his life comprised constant danger now. “Okay, let’s go.”
“Spikey Wikey, you don’t need to go if you don’t wish to.” Rarity said, giving the dragon an encouraging smile.
“I’m coming too,” Spike replied. “The stakes are too high to leave a stone unturned.”
“That’s very brave of you.” Rarity’s words made Spike blush.
After making their goodbyes, they made their way towards a rocky quarry. Even looking at the cave opening was enough to send shivers down Spike’s spine, making him question the wisdom of this adventure. His companions didn’t seem eager to step inside either, but they pushed forward.
Cheerilee lit a chemical flare she’d found in a box near the cave’s entrance and led the expedition. The atmosphere in the cave was oppressive, almost stealing the air from Spike’s lungs, and his legs wobbled as he walked. The silence was deafening. It was devoid of any life besides them, not even a rat scurrying away. Dear Celestia, they hadn’t even entered the temple proper yet.
After walking a few minutes, they discovered the entrance. It wasn’t a proper door. Instead, it appeared the excavators had accidentally drilled a hole into one of the temple’s walls. It seemed to Spike like the maw of some terrible beast.
Get it together, Spike! You can do this! Celestia is counting on you! Though it didn’t stop him from biting his claws with his fangs in his nervousness.
The temperature dropped by several degrees as Spike stepped through the broken stone gateway. Somehow, the flare light’s glow seemed muted, barely illuminating anything. Spike’s nose rankled at the feted air. Impossibly, he detected another scent, the scene of blood, and burned flesh. Yet, the place appeared long abandoned. His brain told him his senses were wrong. Only crusty science types had visited in recent days. Spike shook his head. He couldn’t allow the temple’s evil to screw with his head.
“I see what you mean,” Cheerilee said among the disturbing silence. “This place isn’t right.”
“Yeah!” Spike said. “We should smash this place!”
“We’ll see.” Cheerilee’s swiveled around. “Are those bloodstains?”
“Dear Celestia! You’re right!” Spike stared, horrified at a stone covered in dark stains. The altar had thick chains attached to it, whose ghoulish purpose was obvious.
“According to my research, the cultist sacrificed several ponies to create the Planetary Gems.” Twilight’s voice barely rose above a whisper and Spike shuttered in horror.
“On second thought, smashing this place sounds like a fantastic plan!” Cheerilee played with her morpher. Although rash, nopony argued with this decision.
Twilight nodded in agreement. “While the temple has significant historical significance, it’s still too dangerous. Anyway, here are the wall paintings I told you about. You can see the mythical beast mentioned in the legend.”
She pointed towards some painting on a wall. Spike tilted his head, not sure he understood what he was seeing. An enormous white bird battled a bizarre gathering of colorful scribbles. The beast was majestic, adorned with stunning pale feathers that sparked with electricity, seeming one with the element.
“That’s the Thunderbird.” Twilight nodded towards the bird-like figure. “It’s the sacred guardian of the bison. It protects the world from the evil creatures of their myths.”
“And this weird scribble is Q?” Spike asked.
“That’s the theory.”
“Is there a way to contact the Thunderbird?” Cheerilee stroked her chin. “If Q is behind the Planetary Gem’s power, we’ll need its help!”
Twilight shrugged. “Beats me. You’d need to ask the chieftain.”
“After we destroy the temple, that’s our next action,” Cheerilee said. “I realize we aren’t popular, but they might reconsider if we ask for the Thunderbird’s aid.”
“Foolish.”
Everyone jerked in surprise, searching for the source of the unknown voice. It came from everywhere, yet nowhere. The voice sounded sophisticated, yet childish, and hearing it hurt Spike’s ears.
“I can’t allow you to destroy my temple. It’s too useful as a focal point to gather followers.” The voice said. “Ponies have already shown some interest in its depth. My influence has already seeped into their minds. Yet, touching your mind burns. What hateful energy protects you?”
Cheerilee pulled out her morpher and smirked. “Q, I presume. I won’t allow you to influence any more ponies.”
“Yeah, we’ll stop you!” Twilight nodded.
Q snorted. “Foolishness, I am the land, the rock, and the world! Even the Thunderbird can’t stop me! Thanks to your princess, I will plunge the world into eternal darkness! Doesn’t that sound fun?”
Its laugh reverberated through the temple and something clutched Spike’s head, debilitating him. His pony friends staggered in pain and dropped their morphers.
“You made me waste a great deal of power in my weakened state.” Q seethed. “No matter, your deaths will provide a great deal of substance for me.”
Spike’s eyes widened when ponies appeared from the shadows, illuminated by the weak chemical flare. He recognized them from town. They each held a weapon in their hooves. One held a ceremonial dagger, whose reason was obvious. The ponies eyed their helpless prey with hungry eyes, eager to spill their blood.
Spike closed his eyes as a pony thrust their dagger towards Cheerilee’s heart. He heard the sound of struggling, then silence. He peeked an eye open, dreading what he’d discover. Cheerilee had caught her assaulter’s hoof, resisting Q’s power. With a grunt of effort, she threw the dagger across the room. She panted, exhausted by this single burst of action.
The other villagers snarled in rage and herded around her, eager for revenge. Twilight kicked one assaulter between the legs from behind, and he collapsed, gasping in pain. The White Ranger’s attack had been sluggish, but effective. While earning the ire of attackers, it drew attention away from her friend. Twilight cried in pain as a lead pipe smacked across her head from behind. Blood oozed from the wound, and the Ranger collapsed, unmoving.
“Twilight!” Cheerilee’s breath left her as she received a punch to the gut.
I have to do something! Unlike his companions, the crazed villagers ignored him for bigger prey. It didn’t matter, however. Spike couldn’t move an inch, not having the insane determination his friends had. They were going to die, and he was useless, barely able to draw breath against Q’s power. His eyes widened in sudden realization.
“Hey, morons!” While a terrible insult, it drew their attacker’s attention. A villager screamed as Spike blew flame into their face. Their mane caught on fire, and they rolled across the ground in a desperate attempt to extinguish it.
Despite his paralysis, using his fire was easy. Shame it made everypony furious with him, and they glared daggers at him, making his heart race in panic. He breathed another gout of flame towards them, but they kept their distance. One lifted their steel pipe, ready to throw it towards Spike’s face. He closed his eyes, ready to embrace the pain, but it never came.
“Don’t worry, I’ve got you!” The feathers of the bison’s headdresses whipped behind her as she charged inside the room. The attack caught the villagers completely by surprise, and several got trampled by the bison’s surprise attack.
“Little Strongheart?” Cheerilee said, surprised.
“Hurry ponies and escape!” Strongheart held up a white feather attached to a collection of beads, and Spike gasped in surprise as the grip around his body vanished.
Q growled. “Servant of the Thunderbird!”
“Run!” The bison didn’t need to speak twice, and Spike fled towards the exit. In a single swift motion, Cheerilee scooped up Twilight and threw the unicorn onto her back. They charged outside, and Spike sighed in relief upon entering the brisk, moon-lit daynight air.
“She seemed okay, just unconscious,” Cheerilee said after examining her fellow Ranger’s injuries. Twilight moaned and stirred, but didn’t regain consciousness.
“What were you thinking charging into Q’s stronghold?!” Strongheart asked, her nostrils flared. “Ponies, you never think of the consequences of your actions!”
“Thank you.” Cheerilee looked down, chagrined and embarrassed. “We didn’t realize the danger until it was too late.
“We didn’t even know Q existed!” Spike said.
Strongheart sighed, but a small smile grew on her lips. “Still, you are stronger than I expected. Sacred magic protects you. It should have been impossible to fight against Q’s will.”
Cheerilee stroked her chin. “Q mentioned something about that. It couldn’t touch our minds, so it used brute force to restrain us. The magic of friendship protected me.”
Strongheart’s eyes widened. “You do have sacred magic!”
I guess I was unaffected because Q didn’t consider me worth bothering with? “Why didn’t its power work on you?”
Strongheart lifted the amulet she’d used earlier. “The feather of the Thunderbird protected me.”
Cheerilee brightened. “So the Thunderbird exists!”
“You must speak with father again,” Strongheart said. “Q’s power is growing. I’m not always pleased with how you ponies act, but we share a common enemy.”
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“Troubling news.” Chief Thunderhooves said after they explained their story. He snorted and turned towards his daughter. “And you say these ponies wield sacred power?”
Strongheart nodded and pointed her amulet towards the Rangers. It glowed with a faint light. “They use what they call the power of friendship.”
The chieftain stroked his chin. “My apologies, great warriors. I won’t have tossed you away if I had known you were emissaries of the Radiance.”
“The what?” The sudden change in the bison’s treatment of them gave Spike whiplash. They wore pensive expressions, fear of Q was prominent in their minds.
“It has many names,” Strongheart said. “It is the universal power that makes all life possible. It chooses warriors only once every several generations to protect the world’s balance.”
Twilight’s eyes shone with excitement. “I think you’re right! The Elements talked to me once!”
“Really? When?” Cheerilee asked, intrigued.
“Right before I gained my abilities. They told me I was worthy of its power.”
Cheerilee stroked her chin. “Fascinating. I thought it was strange that you suddenly gained Ranger powers, despite not having an Element.”
Twilight’s excitement only intensified. “This unlocks implications I didn’t even know were possible! They required more research!” She threw out a notebook and scribbled into it with such feverish intensity it worried the bison watching them.
“Now what, though?” Spike took a quick step away from the feverish unicorn and returned to the chief topic. “How do we stop Q? Smash the temple?”
Chief Thunderhooves shook his head. “No, that would solve nothing. Q has entrenched itself in the land. The ancient shamans underestimated its power. They buried the stone deep into the Earth, but that was a mistake. Q spread itself from its prison into the very ground around it. Little by little, it became part of the Earth itself.”
“And the temple stands on this cursed ground?” Cheerilee asked.
“Correct. While still bound, its prison has expanded.”
Spike threw up his arms. “So what, we need to destroy part of the Earth to destroy it?”
“I do not know.” Chief Thunderhooves’ tone was grim. “We can not do this alone. We need to speak with the Thunderbird. It currently sleeps, but it will be glad to assist once it learns of our plight.”
Great, more running around. A hundred bits the place has countless life-threatening dangers, too. Equestria was an alarmingly dangerous place. “It’s a plan.”
“Don’t worry, father, I will guide the ponies to the sacred land,” Strongheart said.
Concern grew on Cheerilee’s features. “Are you sure? We don’t want to impose. It’s sacred land. I’m not sure we belong there.”
“Do not worry about offending us, Cheerilee.” Chief Thunderhooves made a rumbling laugh. “Our petty squabbling is unimportant compared to the threat Q poses.”
“Oh, so we’re leaving?” Twilight looked up from her notebook. Apparently, her work had distracted her from their conversation. It seemed that all-powerful godlike monsters aren’t as interesting as her research.
“There’s no rush,” Strongheart said. “The trip will require several weeks to complete. Unfortunately, your train system doesn’t run in that direction. I’ll start making provisions for our trip.”
The young bison blinked at the expression her new friends were giving her. “What? Is there some joke I’m missing?”
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Just you watch, Trixie Lulamoon. I can become just as powerful as you. Puissance watched as her scientists tinkered with Project K. It had taken months of extensive research using the data stolen from Trixie’s morpher. But they’d created a weapon powerful enough to compete with the Rangers.
“What’s this about now?” Champion eyed the advanced machinery with trepidation.
“Punishing the Queen for discarding me.” The way Nightmare Moon had dismissed her after learning about Puissance’s stroke still made her blood boil. Nopony dismissed her, not even a queen.
Her scientists made adjustments to the belt’s internal systems and inserted the final components before welding the device shut. The team leader presented the belt to Puissance on one knee. She demanded absolute obedience from her servants.
“Shall we begin the test run?” Solar Flare hoofed over the activation disk. The thin, black plastic-covered rectangle was still warm after being nearly minted by the factory’s machinery. The floppy disk bore the image of a moth.
Puissance took her new power with glee. The white device marvelously combined sleek form with function. The future possibilities and profits of this revolutionary technology made her mouth water. It could change pony society forever.
“Not yet.” Puissance shook her head. “Have they found Lulamoon?”
Her assistant brightened. “Actually, yes! Our spies caught her lurking around the castle. She wore a disguise, but we saw through it.” After their last encounter, Puissance had hired a pony whose special talent allowed them to see through any disguise. It was useful when dealing with an annoyance like Lulamoon.
“Uh, what are you planning, mother?” Champion forced a smile, worry creeping into his voice. “Isn’t this system only a prototype? Sounds dangerous.”
“It’s all under control. I’ve eagerly awaited this battle.” Puissance didn’t want to replay her previous humiliation when the Planetary Gems rejected her as the Pluto Ranger. Sure, it was a blessing in retrospect, but Puissance tolerated no insults. She deserved that power. She’d show Trixie who was superior, and enjoyed the irony of defeating the Ranger with her own body.
“This way.” Solar Flare’s eyes shone with the same hunger. They left a fretting Champion behind as they headed towards Puissance’s destiny.
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A yawn escaped Trixie’s lips, and she poured herself a cup of coffee. She grimaced at the taste. Fisher couldn’t make a decent brew to save his life. It made her nostalgic for Pokey’s skills. He’d known exactly how she enjoyed her coffee and always had a steaming cup ready for her when she woke up. True, he always complained about needing to do it, but Trixie loved his attentiveness. Remembering Pokey created a pang in her heart. She’d recall odd facts about him at random times, and they never stopped hurting.
It’s been her fault, too. Trixie never let herself forget that fact. She’d been the idiot that suggested he travel to Canterlot to gain intel on the Night Court, and it had gotten him killed. That’s why she wanted a statue made of him. It would give her assistant’s death some meaning. She couldn’t stand the idea he’d died for nothing.
Now the same damn stones that got Pokey killed were twisting Luna’s mind. Worse, if she didn’t stop her mentor, it would cause the world’s ultimate destruction.
Trixie mentally slapped herself for allowing her to fall into such a morose state. It solved nothing. She couldn’t fix anything if she was too depressed to fight.
“Well? What have you uncovered?” Trixie’s tone was harsher than she’d intended, but she didn’t apologize. She joined her friends and sat on a couch in the meeting room of Fisher’s safe house.
While irritated, Fisher answered crisply. “A great deal. As I suspected, the Planetary Gem’s magic is poisonous. It feeds off a pony’s natural magic and life force to power itself. Celestia had long suspected that they contained a malicious influence.”
“Uh…” Lemon Hearts gave her boss a worried glance, realizing the implications of that statement.
Fisher smirked. “Don’t fear. My tinkering has negated much of your gem’s poisonous influence. It would be bad if your morpher got destroyed, but you shouldn’t worry about going insane. Though I still won’t drop my guard. Whatever this entity is, its power is insidious.”
“What is this influence?” Raindrops asked.
“Yeah, is it some kind of monster or something?” Snails asked. After they’d returned from the moon, they’d retrieved the Black Ranger’s brother before Nightmare Moon could threaten him.
“That point is unclear. The cultists who created the stones worshiped some outer being, but its name was gibberish. My researchers called it Q for simplicity.” Fisher replied. “There are many legends about the creature, but nothing conclusive. I don’t care about stories. What’s more important is breaking their influence.”
“Is it possible?” Trixie’s heart raced with hope and excitement.
“Actually, yes,” Fisher smirked. “If we can break the connection between the stone and the princess, it would render the Planetary Stones powerless.”
“That’s possible?” Greengrass straightened and watched the other ex-noble with keen interest, no doubt thinking about his ex-secretary, Notary.
While locked in prison, Notary’s connection to her Planetary Stone had remained. The stone had twisted her into doing terrible things, and she’d hurt Pokey. Trixie had heard reports about the mare being unstable and prone to random mood swings. They had placed Notary in an isolation cell several times for her own safety. If what Fisher said was true, Trixie felt pity towards the ex-Venus Ranger. It hadn’t been Notary’s fault after all, and now Trixie was keenly aware of her true enemy. She smirked, eager to deliver payback for all the pain the creature had caused.
“With pony technology, nothing is impossible,” Fisher replied.
“You have something?” Carrot Top asked.
Fisher coughed into his hoof. “Not yet, but soon.” Everypony slunk in disappointment. They shouldn’t have gotten their hopes up so early.
Trixie waved her hoof in a vague motion. “Just do your thing. Besides that, have you found anything interesting about the Ranger Killers?”
Fisher’s mustache bristled as he brightened. “The notes we’ve stolen have a vague blueprint of their design. Basically, Nightmare Moon took a small portion of her essence, and fusing it with the armor created deadly warriors.”
Carrot Top crossed her hooves. “Does it have any weak points?”
“Like any piece of armor, its joints are the most vulnerable. Its weakest point is the back of its neck. It holds the monster’s nervous system. So a powerful strike there is fatal. ”
While nothing they couldn’t figure out on their own, it was still comforting to learn these creatures had weaknesses.
“That’s useful information for when we begin Operation: Rescue Dinky.” Carrot Top said.
Trixie winced. “I’ve done some scouting around, and the place is crawling with Ranger Killers. It wouldn’t be easy getting inside the garden.”
Greengrass sighed. “No doubt the queen already knows about our intention to save Ditzy Doo’s daughter. It’s a trap, pure and simple.”
A wolfish grin appeared on Trixie’s face. “I like traps. The best way to disarm them is jumping right into them.”
Greengrass started at the Ursa Ranger for several moments before sighing. “Sure, if you have a death wish. You aren’t suggesting we rush into the castle, all cannons blazing?”
Trixie snorted. “Give me some credit. I know what I’m doing!”
Greengrass only shook his head, clearly not believing her. Lemon Hearts looked worried, while Trixie’s friends only looked amusing.
“It’s doable, but I think we need more firepower.” Trixie didn’t feel comfortable facing so many Ranger Killers with only three Rangers.
“I telegrammed Lyra, and she said she’ll arrive soon.” Carrot Top said. “But I can’t reach Twilight or Cheerilee. Who knows where they are.”
“I’m sure tgose two will show up, eventually.”
Lyra was in Manehatten searching for a new apartment with her marefriend. Her teacher, Octavia, had offered her a key position in an orchestra, and she’d accepted. Pangs of loneliness stuck Trixie when she considered the future. Soon, she’d only see the Cyrus Ranger occasionally. True, their Zords made travel quick and easy, but it didn’t make the loss much easier. Deep in her heart, Trixie feared this was a terrible portent and life would force the Galaxy Rangers apart. Yet, she was helpless to stop these radical changes. It was Lyra’s life, and Trixie had no right to interfere.
Stop mopping Trixie. Why are you whining about the future, when you have an insane alicorn on your trail? Yet, being torn from her friends almost paralyzed her with fear. The time she’d had with her Ranger friends was too short. Worse, her mentor was damaging her relationship with another friend. No, Trixie refused to allow that. Somehow, she’d patch up her relationship with Ditzy.
“Our imperative is rescuing Dinky.” Trixie’s voice offered no argument. “Nothing else matters.”
Raindrop didn’t reply, but she gave a firm nod of her head in agreement. She unconsciously held her brother closer. Carrot Top also nodded in the affirmative.
“I agree until Miss Heartstrings arrives. I say we do more recon on the castle’s defenses,” Greengrass replied after several moments of consideration. He turned towards Trixie and gave her a pointed look. “No heroics. We plan this strike carefully.”
Trixie waved a dismissive look. “Wasn’t planning to. Leave the inside recon to me. I know the place better than anypony.”
Greengrass wanted to argue but decided against it. He pulled out a simple blueprint of the royal castle. They spent the next twenty minutes hashing out information-gathering assignments. Trixie would explore the north part of the castle, while Greengrass himself would cover the south. He’d argued the building was too large for a single person, and she’d reluctantly agreed.
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In her clever disguise as a tourist, with a black mane and red coat. Trixie followed the tour guide as they led the castle’s guests through the building. Trixie pretended to be impressed at the various sights and got plenty of pictures with her camera. Nightmare Moon was quick to slow off her power and majesty to everypony. The alicorn had even greeted them at the entrance. Around them, Trixie saw how much Luna’s ego had spun out of control. She noticed new paintings of the alicorn everywhere. There was even a sculptor working on a statue for Equestria’s new queen.
Trixie captured the new defenses Nightmare Moon had concocted in recent days. There were plenty of magical traps, and Ranger Killers patrolled the halls.
And now I know they’re connected with Luna. We must be more careful around them. From the vigor the Ranger Killers patrolled, it wouldn’t be easy sneaking inside.
“Now we approach the famous Canterlot Castle Gardens.” The guide said, “Many of the world’s best sculptors worked on these pieces. The details are exquisite, don’t you agree?”
While impressing the tourists, the sculptures only made Trixie shutter in disgust. They seemed too lifelike for her taste. Dread crept up on her spine, wondering how many of them used to be ponies, too. It’d been quite the shock to learn about Luna’s ability to transform ponies into stone.
Trixie swallowed hard when she spotted their target. Standing near the hedge maze’s entrance was Dinky’s statue. It brought Trixie unexpected emotion and broke her heart. Not helping the matter was the changeling standing guard over the petrified filly. Scapula snarled at anypony that dared get close to his charge, and the tourists wisely didn’t even take pictures. Trixie was glad that Dinky’s protector continued his duty despite the situation.
While not as well protected as Trixie feared, the number of Ranger Killers present would cause problems. Could she snatch the statue without anypony noticing? This required further discussion with her teammates, and Greengrass, she supposed.
“Mistress Doo!” Scapula stood at attention as a familiar face approached. Dear Luna, it appeared the last few days had added years to the poor Ditzy’s. Her eyes were hollow and strained, and her expression was grim. It was clear Ditzy had received little sleep.
Instead of giving the changeling a happy smile, the Pink Ranger only nodded and sat next to her daughter’s statue form. She gave Dinky a hug and whispered comforting words. It was unclear if the filly could hear her mother, but Trixie supposed it didn’t matter. A wave of uneasiness washed over her and she quickly made her escape. She had no more desire to watch her best friend so broken and hurt. From Ditzy’s red eyes, it looked like the mother had drained away every tear left within her.
She had barely left the garden before Trixie’s own eyes tore at her friend’s situation. They caused her fur dye for her disguise to run, but she didn’t care. Dear Luna, why did this happen? Luna. The name brought unexpected anger and bitterness within her. How could anypony be so cruel? Queen Nightmare Moon had much to answer for.
Warning bells sounded as steps quickly approached her, and she dodged to the side as a hoof swung towards her. Trixie swung around with morpher in hoof to face her new opponent.
“Your makeup is running. How careless of you, Trixie Lulamoon. Still, your reflexes are impressive. No wonder Fisher lost to you.” Trixie’s unknown attacker lunged again, this time with a sabre they’d summoned from nowhere.
The weapon’s tip slipped past Trixie’s guard as she slipped through her opponent’s strikes. Blood trickled down her cheek from the blow, but she was otherwise unharmed. She backed away, creating some distance from her attacker. It allowed her to gain stock of her opponent.
“Who the heck are you?” Trixie’s brow furrowed, for her attacker sounded familiar somehow. Thankfully, the interloper had challenged Trixie while she walked along a mostly empty street with no Ranger Killers in view. It gave them perfect space for their fight.
“Your destruction.” Trixie’s attacker pointed her sabre towards her head.
This pony wore strange brown armor with wings that extended from the back. These wings were multicolored with white, gold, scarlet, and purple. Its back had two black spots, giving the appearance of two gleaming, intense eyes. The helmet was insect-like, with white patches across bright aqua eyes. Two golden antennae extended from the head, which curled back toward her wings. What caught Trixie was the belt across her waist, which seemed like some advanced technological device reminiscent of her own morpher.
They must have used my Morpher’s data to create it. Months ago, Puissance had foalnapped her and studied her morpher. Whoever this pony was, they had Puissance hoofprints all over it. The design matched the ex-vicereine’s tacky sensibilities.
“I’ve been looking forward to this. You’ve humiliated me long enough.” The masked pony continued. “I don’t tolerate insults, no matter how slight. Now transform so I can pound you into the ground.”
Again, the voice’s familiarity bothered Trixie, unable to place where she’d heard it before. It was nasally, loud, shrill, and annoying, making her wonder how anypony could stand listening to such a voice for any extended period. Whatever, it didn’t matter. “It’s morphing time, Ursa!”
“Perfect!” Trixie’s opponent’s voice came out in a purr, her eagerness evident. This pony clearly hated Trixie’s guts and was eager to deliver some retribution. “You can call me, Kamen Rider Magnific!”
Metal crashed, sparks flying as the two combatants’ blades collided. Wind whistled past Trixie’s ear as her opponent’s rapier zipped past her head. The Ranger retaliated with a thrust towards Magnific’s chest, but her attack met empty air as the Rider leaped aside. Trixie’s sword rang as it blocked Magnific’s returning stroke at the last moment.
The Kamen Rider's speed was blinding, and Trixie had trouble keeping up. Yet Trixie sensed her opponent was holding back, judging Trixie’s power before unleashing their true ability. A grunt of pain escaped her lips as Magnific got a lucky strike on her. A follow-up kick sent her flying across the street before the Ranger regained her hoofing.
“Is that all?” Magnific asked with a shrug. “I expected better.”
“I’m not finished yet,” Trixie replied, her voice smug, “One of Puissance’s brainless goons can’t defeat me so easily.”
From Magnific’s annoyed twitching, Trixie could tell she’d struck a nerve. But the Rider recovered, and her voice held triumph. “You understand nothing. Mouth off all you wish. It won’t alter the outcome of this battle.” The Rider pulled a yellow disk from a pouch attached to her side and slid it into her buckle.
Storm Mode.
Magnific’s body glowed, and her brown armor turned golden. Electricity sparked between her outstretched wings. She swung her blade forward. A wave of electricity crashed into Trixie, triggering an explosion of pain and causing her body to jerk. The Ranger continued to twitch as she struck the ground.
Trixie fought through her torment and struggled back to her hooves before rushing towards her opponent. She summoned an illusion showing her continued to gallop forward, while the real Trixie went in the opposite direction. Magnific watched with a lazy air, then swung her sword in a circular arc, summoning a wave of electricity. Unprepared, the Ranger took the full brunt of the attack.
“You don’t think I know all your tricks?” Magnific said in a mocking tone. She withdrew another disk and inserted it into her buckle.
Blaze Mode.
“What?” Trixie watched as the Rider turned red and flames circled around her. She cried out in pain as Magnific thrust her weapon into Trixie’s chest and a torrent of fire struck her like a tsunami.
“Unlike you, I’m not so limited. I’m not restrained by only one element,” Magnific withdrew another disk and inserted it into her buckle.
Wave Mode.
“Now you’re just showing off!” Trixie replied, miffed.
The Rider changed again, turning blue this time. “While I currently only have three forms, it offers me a versatility you Rangers can only dream of.”
“Do you want a medal or something? Big deal.” Again, Trixie’s comment set off her opponent, who seethed under her armor.
Good. Keep her mad. Don’t allow her to use her powers intelligently. It seemed to Trixie that Magnific cared more about humiliating the Ranger than winning. It gave her some opportunity to turn the tables. She only needed to wait for that chance to present itself.
Seething in rage, Magnific summoned a wave of water and directed it towards Trixie at blinding speed. The Ranger was prepared and pressed a button on her morpher.
“Searing Blade!”
Steam washed over the street as the two attacks collided, destroying both. Using the blanket of blinding white as cover, the Rider struck. Trixie blocked the first strike, but recoiled in pain, unable to block the second. She flew backward, crashing into a nearby street lamp.
So fast. It was obvious Magnific wasn’t a skilled fighter, but her speed and strength were tough to match. Still, Trixie refused to lie down and surrender. She charged forward, blade ready. Trixie’s reckless assault momentarily amused the Rider, but she floundered when the Ranger pushed her hard. Trixie used both her hooves and blade to fight, and caught her opponent off guard with a sweeping kick. Magnific recovered, but not quick enough to block Trixie’s next attack.
“Searing Blade!” Sparks flew as the blade of fire struck the Rider and smashed into a nearby building’s wall.
“You struck me! How dare you!” Magnific snarled with rage.
“What, you believed this was a game?” Trixie said, her tone mocking. “You’re strong, but you’ll need more than that to defeat me.”
Fury consumed the Rider for several more moments before Magnific restrained her emotions. Her voice was icy when she next spoke. “You’re right, Trixie Lulamoon. I’m taking my strength for granted. I’ve read the reports. That’s how you defeated Night Light. While strong, you used his stupidity to beat him.”
Much to Trixie’s shock, the Ranger pulled a white disk from her belt and untransformed. A familiar face greeted Trixie when Magnific’s armor disappeared. Trixie’s breath caught in her throat. It was her face!
“What?”
“No, I believe we should postpone this battle until I better understand my power’s capabilities.” The other Trixie made a cruel smile. It was unnatural on such a familiar face. “Then I can crush you with my full power!”
Trixie’s mouth opened and closed, too stunned for words. Her body jerked when she noticed the other mare’s cutie mark. It couldn’t be.
“So you finally understand, good. You’re right. I am Vicereine Puissance. How I got this body was due to an unfortunate accident. But I plan to use its capabilities to its fullest.” The Kamen Rider walked away, leaving Trixie gobsmacked and only able to stare in astonishment.
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Puissance headed towards the castle, ignoring the looks ponies were giving her. Trixie was always a controversial pony, even before becoming a Ranger, so it wasn’t unexpected. Nopony attempted to stop her as she entered the castle’s gate. A stunned, handsome, but gormless white unicorn with a vivid blue mane imposed himself blocking her path.
“Trixie, you’re under arrest!” The guard said. Two Ranger Killers moved to assist the attempt to apprehend her.
“Out of the way.” Puissance placed her buckle over her waist, which firmly attached itself to her. After her aggravating fight with Trixie, she needed to blow off some steam. Besides, they would prove useful test dummies for her abilities.
“Henshin.”
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With a kick, Magnific opened the audience hall doors, and nobles gaped as Puissance entered. Queen Nightmare Moon had been discussing policies with her nobility before the rude interruption. A dejected Ditzy Doo sat in a chair, dead to the world, but straightened when the unexpected intruder entered.
Nightmare Moon’s nostrils flared, wings extended wide. “And who are you? My spies told me Trixie was assaulting my castle, but you are not her, are you? Name yourself and your intentions.” The alicorn’s eyes widened when the Kamen Rider threw the remains of a Ranger Killer before her throne.
“You need stronger toys to protect yourself, my queen.” Puissance withdrew her activation disk, and everypony gasped as Trixie Lulamoon appeared before them, or so they believed.
“Trixie?” Nightmare Moon whinnied and recoiled in total shock. Everypony in the room gasped.
“No, she isn’t.” Ditzy’s voice was hard, unsurprisingly recognizing this wasn’t her fellow Ranger and friend. The mare held her morpher in her hooves, her dejection forgotten.
A slight smile formed on Puissance’s mouth. “Observant as usual, Ditzy Doo. While my face is different, I am the same pony. My name is Puissance, former Vicereine of Equestria.”
“What? But how?!” Nightmare Moon said in utter bafflement.
“It’s a long story.” Much to everypony’s surprise, Puissance kneeled before Equestria’s queen. “And I am here to renew my service to the crown.” While her face remained neutral, inwardly she took great delight in the alicorn’s expression. No doubt, this was the last thing Nightmare Moon expected to happen.
“Is that right?” Nightmare Moon forced a smile, wondering if somepony was playing a prank on her.
Puissance snorted. “You know me of old, my queen. My loyalty is to the crown, always.”
The alicorn’s head turned towards the half-destroyed Ranger Killer, giving it careful consideration. “And you defeated my Ranger Killers by yourself?”
“I’m excellent in all things, you know this, my queen,” Puissance replied.
A broad smile formed on Nightmare Moon’s face. “Your sudden revival is welcome, Puissance. I was wrong to underestimate you. Your services are necessary if we’re to bring peace to my new Lunar Republic.”
“You can’t be serious!” Ditzy Doo spluttered. She gave Puissance a nasty glare. “Who do you think you are stealing Trixie’s body?”
“It’s a clone,” Puissance replied, reasonably.
“I don’t care. It’s wrong!” Ditzy shot back. “Dear Luna, Trixie will be furious once she learns about this.”
Imagining Trixie’s inevitable temper tantrum amused Puissance, watching impassively as Ditzy continued to fume.
“My queen,” Puissance replied, ignoring the Pink Ranger. “My spies have learned that Lyra is taking the train from Manehatten to Ponyville and will arrive tomorrow morning.”
“Is she?” Nightmare Mare said, considering Puissance’s words. “I’ve heard nothing about this. You always had the best intelligence gatherers.”
“We should strike her before she becomes a problem,” Puissance replied. “Additional allies will make Trixie more difficult to deal with.” Truly, something about Trixie’s bond with her fellow Rangers seemed to invigorate her powers. It was the primary reason the Night Court Rangers had failed spectacularly. Their lack of unity was their downfall. Something Puissance would have corrected if she had become the Pluto Ranger.
“This is an excellent opportunity to draw my student into the open.” Nightmare Moon’s eyes glittered with excitement. “A well-timed ambush will finish them.”
“I was thinking along the same lines.” Puissance gave Ditzy a pointed look. “Can we count on you to aid us in this attack?”
“I’ll be there.” The Pink Ranger’s words were acid. “I don’t have a choice.”
“Fear not, Ditzy Doo.” Nightmare Moon replied. “You’re making the right choice. Your daughter will be safe if you stay with us.”
Yes, that is her leverage. Despite her indifference towards the mare, Ditzy Doo’s daughter’s fate twisted her insides. It sickened Puissance that anyone would do this to a mother. It cracked a hard wall Puissance usually liked to surround herself with. In her mind, people’s problems were their own. Yet, it stung her as a mother herself.
Something made her question the validity of joining Nightmare Moon’s side. It pained her to realize she’d joined her monarch without even really thinking about it. She’d cared more about making the alicorn appear foolish for discarding her than assessing her actions.
No, Luna is my sovereign. Who else will rule us? Cadance? What nonsense.Besides, Nightmare Moon is my ticket to power and splendor. Becoming one of the new governors appealed to Puissance. No doubt the common folk would swarm to elect her in.
Still, a nagging doubt tugged at her. Something in Nightmare Moon’s eyes she didn’t like. How had she not noticed it before?
No, it’s imperative I stay with the queen. Besides, somepony needs to stop her from doing something dangerous. It made sense in her mind, at least.
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“Incredible.” Little Strongheart put a hoof against Cheerilee’s Zord, eyes full of wonder. The giant scale robot sat between an outcropping of spiky rocks. “We traveled several scores of miles in only a few moments.”
“It can travel into space too!” Cheerilee said, voice full of pride. “I’ve used it to travel to the moon. You should come along next time.” The bison stared in utter amazement at this proclamation.
“Is this the place?” Spike shuttered against the cold and tightened his coat around him. The frigid mountain air beat against him. He supposed it shouldn’t surprise him that a mythical bird lived on a mountain. What did Strongheart call it? The Griffon Peak? Despite parking on the highest spot available, they still had a distance to trek. Thankfully, their bison friend assured them no monsters lived here.
The crackle of thunder made Spike jump and hide behind a rock. “What the hay was that?”
More thunder crackled and lightning shot in the distance. Little Strongheart furrowed her brow in concern. “It shouldn’t be like this. The Thunderbird controls the weather in this region, but it doesn’t use its mighty abilities without reason.”
Twilight took in a breath. “You can feel its power from here.”
Cheerilee’s face creased into a frown. “Something is wrong. Can you feel it? Something is polluting the air.”
“We must hurry! The Great Thunderbird might be in danger!” Little Strongheart wasted no time and ran forward, her legs scrambling to climb the nearly rock ledge. Everypony followed behind, and Cheerilee allowed Spike to ride her back to make the journey easier for him.
The foul weather worsened as they got closer, and Spike’s dread intensified. Even he sensed the wrongness in the air. A terrible, anguished cry echoed through the mountain peak.
When Little Strongheart mentioned the size of the legendary beast, he’d imagined a bird the size of a cart. The reality was beyond anything he’d ever expected. Spike had met several dragons in his day, and he’d always considered them huge. The Thunderbird made an adult dragon seem miniature in comparison. Its feathers were blindingly white, and its wingspan covered almost the entire peak. Its bird face was noble and proud, with eyes that shone with intelligence. Pain also radiated from those eyes. The reason soon became obvious. A bizarre black slime covered the Thunderbird which oozed and bubbled, trying to spread itself further.
Every beat of the Thunderbird’s wings caused a boom of thunder and lightning, and its breathing was heavy and painful. Spike froze in his tracks when the legendary creature craned its head to address the newcomers.
“Visitors?” The Thunderbird’s booming voice said. “Have you also come to cause me more pain?”
“Great Thunderbird.” Little Strongheart said, taking charge. She made the most sense to appeal to the bison’s protector. “We’ve come to aid you and fight a great evil which had spread itself across our land.”
Spike yelped in surprise as lightning struck inches from where they stood and hid behind Cheerilee. The massive bird rose on its talons and extended its impossible wingspan.
“Lies! Don’t think I’m unaware of the bison’s treachery. You poisoned me with your gifts!”
A traitor among the bison? Spike yelped when his feet left the ground as the flap of the Thunderbird’s wings sent him flying. He flailed in the air and closed his eyes upon realizing only empty air and a long drop stood under him. This is it. I’m done for!
His body jerked, striking a nearby rock wall, but something stopped his descent. When he crept open his eyes, he found Cheerilee holding him by the claw.
“Don’t worry, I’ve got you!” The Ranger cried out. Spike’s relief was short-lived when lightning destroyed the cliff Cheerilee had been standing on, plummeting them towards the sharp rocks below.
“Lies and more lies! You won’t leave here alive!” The Thunderbird took to the air and blasted the surrounding area with lightning. Spike’s heart raced as the blast shattered a nearby rock face to pieces. He wondered which would kill him first, the Thunderbird, or the ground?
“Spike!”
Spike’s body jerked painfully and ceased falling again. After regaining his courage, he glanced up to find Cheerilee gripping the rock wall with a hoof and her whip in her mouth. Her Ranger weapon’s tendril wrapped tight around his leg, preventing further falling. He pretended not to notice the dizzying height under him, instead focused on his rescuer.
“Can you get me up there?” Spike asked.
“No problem.” With a flick of her neck, the Ranger threw Spike upwards and onto a ledge. She used both hooves to pull herself to safety alongside him.
“Oh ponyfeathers, look out!” Spike pointed up at the barrage of large, sharp-looking rocks plummeting down towards them.
With a crack of her whip, Cheerilee shattered stone after stone into dust. Pebbles rained down upon them, but they were otherwise unharmed. More thunder and lightning crackled above them, signs of an intense battle.
“I better go up and help. We need to calm the Thunderbird down.” Cheerilee summoned her morpher. “It’s morphing time, Libra!”
Spike grimaced. “Uh, you won’t leave me here, right?” He wasn’t a superhero. One stray lightning bolt would create a smoked dragon.
The Libra Ranger shook her head and bent down so Spike could ride on her back. “No, the safest place is with me. Let’s go.”
“Okay.” Spike doubted they had time to return to Cheerilee’s Zord. Though entering a battle with a giant godlike bird didn’t thrill him.
With surprising ease, Cheerilee jumped from rock to rock and returned to the top of the mountain in moments. Despite his terror, the sensation gave him a thrill of excitement. His enjoyment was short-lived when they saw Twilight fighting for her life. She dodged a non-stop barrage of lighting and peppered the Thunderbird with bolts with her gun, but her attacks didn’t even make the great beast flinch.
Cheerilee spotted Little Strongheart hiding behind a rock and ran towards her. “What can we do? I don’t want to hurt it.”
“I don’t know!” Little Strongheart replied, her voice terrified and frantic. “I’ve seen nothing like that black goop!”
“Wait!” Little Strongheart’s eyes brightened with excitement and passed over her special charm. “This might do nothing, but it contains the Thunderbird’s power. It might be enough to free it!”
Cheerilee wrapped the talisman around a hoof. “It’s worth a try! Come on, Spike!”
“Wait? I’m coming too?!” Spike gripped with everything he had as the Libra Ranger charged full speed towards the Thunderbird and its rain of electrical bolts.
“I’m so glad you came along, Princess Cadenza!” Lyra said. “It was a lucky break we ran into you.” The princess had been visiting Manehattan when the sun vanished. Lyra had bumped into her while trying to catch a taxi.
“Please, don’t stand on ceremony. Call me, Cadance.” The ruler of the southern nation of Cavallia said. She slipped from a teacup levitated towards her mouth.
“Sure thing, Princess, er, Cadance!” Lyra blushed. You’d think after her duties as a Ranger and Knight of Equestria, she’d be more accustomed to being around royal types.
Her body jerked when the train suddenly bounced, steadying herself with her chair’s plush armrests. The princess had insisted they join her in first class. The cabin contained the best finery a pony could afford. They luxuriated on comfy reclining chairs. Unlike coach, these seats provided plenty of space to stretch out and relax. A small table sat before them, and the box’s occupants munched on the light meal the staff had provided. Lyra enjoyed her dandelion sandwich while her marefriend sipped a cup of vegetable soup. Somehow, the server had intuited her love of mustard, providing her a generous serving of it. Once she became a famous musician, she should ride first class more often.
Outside, it was pitch black, blocking the scenic view Lyra usually enjoyed. It still disturbed her that the sun had vanished, never to return. A week ago, the Ranger would never have imagined she’d miss the darn thing. Legends always made the giant ball of fire into something ominous and terrible. Ponies only tolerated it as a source of light and warmth. Now, she’d give anything to have it return. The days had gotten so cold. It was a wonder they hadn’t frozen to death yet.
“I just hope we aren’t too late!” Despite the calm the princess projected, worry crept into Cadance’s voice.
“You’re the princess’s daughter! If anypony can convince Luna to see sense, it’s you!” At least, Lyra hoped that was the case. Trixie always said the two shared a deep relationship.
“I hope so.” Bon-Bon’s ears drooped in worry. She patted a suitcase at her side for reassurance. “It’s a miracle Equestria hasn’t fallen into complete pandemonium.”
Lyra’s marefriend had been strangely insistent they retrieve the stupid thing. Why Bons refused to say. It’d been the primary reason they’d traveled to Manehatten. The apartment search was only a cover story. Though it didn’t stop them from purchasing a rather cute townhouse for a rather affordable price.
“I intend to fix this,” Cadance said, voice full of determination. The Cavallian princess had been instrumental in helping bring calm back to Manehattan after Nightmare Moon brought upon Eternal Night. When she spoke, ponies trusted her. “If the worst is required to restore Equestria’s freedom and peace, so be it.” Cadance showed an astonishing amount of calm in her declaration to kill her mother to save Equestria. Her voice only wavered a little. Lyra envied that conviction.
“It shouldn’t come to that,” Bon-Bon replied with equal determination.
“Yes, it should be fine!” Lyra said, trying to break the solemn mood that had shrouded their train car. “We’re Rangers. We can fix anything!” Though she wasn’t looking forward to fighting a thousand Ranger Killers at once. The castle swarmed with the stupid things.
“Don’t worry. We will do everything in our power to save her soul first! Drastic measures shouldn’t be necessary.” Cadance coughed into her hoof. “Enough of such gloomy matters. You still haven’t told me why you’re moving to Manehattan. I thought Ponyville was your home.”
“I got a part to perform in the orchestra for My Fair Filly. A friend of mine helped me get the part. It’s a great opportunity.”
Despite moving away from her home, a strange exuberance flowed through Lyra. The ponies working at the play were an agreeable sort. It was a nice change from the stage orchestras she usually performed. It was unlike anything she’d done before, invigorating the artist within her and sparked inspiration for new musical compositions. And hadn’t Jive Turkey mentioned he knew a theater pony who might be interested in her pieces? If only it didn’t mean moving away. It confused her why this opportunity brought her both joy and dread. Bon-Bon, while supportive, wasn’t entirely happy about the chance either. No doubt saddened about moving away from her childhood home.
What did Octavia always say? Ponies can’t grow unless they forgo the familiar? Though her teacher followed that principle far too much in her opinion, barely attaching herself to anypony, even friends. A queasiness formed in Lyra’s stomach when she considered her former teacher. She had a vital surgery coming up soon. If it succeeded, her mentor might still live, but the risks were very high.
I have too much to worry about. Lyra couldn’t help but fret about everything. She wasn’t like Trixie, who ignored her problems and pretended they didn’t exist. A small smile formed on her lips as Canterlot came into view. Its lights were a beacon in the darkness. At least she’d be able to deal with one of her multitude of problems soon.
Lyra stifled another yawn. Hopefully, Trixie would have a plan of action once they all united. United together, they were an almost unstoppable force. She wasn’t keen about becoming an outlaw to fight the former princess, though. Still, Bons seemed eager to fight against tyranny.
The sound of their car door opening interrupted her musings, and Lyra’s eyes widened in surprise when Ditzy Doo entered.
“Ditzy, what are you doing here?” Lyra looked out the window again. They had about twenty minutes until they reached Canterlot. There wasn’t any reason her fellow Ranger couldn’t wait that long.
The friend’s frayed appearance shocked Lyra. Ditzy’s coat appeared duller somehow, the color drained away. Profound misery was evident on her face, yet Lyra also detected determination. What had caused such a heavy weight on her friend?
“Ditzy Doo, isn’t it? It’s an honor to meet you.” The unexpected appearance of Cavallia’s princess didn’t even make Ditzy blink. Worse, her friend didn’t even seem to register Cadance’s presence. Most unlike her.
Bons stood upright and alert, detecting something was wrong. “What’s happening?”
“Lyra, you have only one warning.” The Pink Ranger’s voice was dull, void of any emotion. “Surrender now, and everything will be well.”
Lyra recoiled in sudden shock. What was her friend saying? “What?”
“We can’t fight against Queen Nightmare Moon. She’s willing to forgive any misconduct if you swear allegiance to her. Please, don’t cause a fuss.” The name of the Lunar Republic’s queen made everypony in the car jerk upright in shock.
“What are you saying? Have you joined Nightmare Moon?” It was impossible! Ditzy would never fight for evil! What the hey was going on?
“She has my daughter, my little muffin.” Ditzy’s calm facade cracked. “We can’t afford to go against the queen. Please don’t make this any harder.”
“Dinky?” Lyra said, shocked. No wonder her friend appeared so miserable.
“What? How dare she!” Instead of being cowed, this revelation enraged Lyra’s marefriend, nostrils flaring.
“No! How could she?” Cadance’s eyes widened in shock and pain. “Ditzy Doo, you can’t allow Luna to get away with this. Join our side, and we can rescue her.”
Ditzy ignored Bon-Bon and Cadance, focusing her complete attention on Lyra instead. Only her opinion seemed to matter, and the Pink Ranger’s eyes dared Lyra to disobey. A fire burned in her friend’s eyes. It terrified Lyra what her friend might do if she refused. Ditzy wouldn’t fight a fellow Ranger, would she?
“Yeah, Cadance is right.” Lyra picked her words carefully. “We can rescue Dinky. Joining evil isn’t the solution!”
“Don’t repeat Trixie’s mistake!” Ditzy’s words were harsh and venomous. “Don’t you dare put Equestria over my muffin too!”
“Ditzy, I…” Lyra’s words caught in her throat. She wanted to protect Dinky, but her friend was asking something she couldn’t do in good conscience. There had to be a better way else Nightmare Moon would threaten somepony else’s loved ones. The room seemed to freeze around her, waiting in bated breath for how Lyra would reply.
If the situation was reversed, would I fight against Trixie to save Bon-Bon? Lyra gave her marefriend a quick glance, and Bonnie’s hardened expression explained her position on the matter. Somehow, Bon-Bon would risk Dinky’s life to save Equestria. What was it called? Fighting for the greater good? But could Lyra do the same? It seemed like an impossible choice.
“Sorry, I can’t.” Lyra barely forced out the words. “Nightmare Moon needs to be stopped!”
A familiar snort caught Lyra’s attention, and she gapped when Trixie walked into view. Her friend and leader’s expression was cold and dismissive.
“I told you she wouldn’t agree.” Trixie shrugged. “No matter. We’ll do this the hard way.” The mare pulled out a strange device, which she attached to her waist.
“Trixie? What are you doing?!” Impossible. Trixie betrayed them for Nightmare Moon? Her mind raced with a million questions, but her thoughts jerked to a halt when she noticed Trixie’s cutie mark.
“What? You aren’t Trixie! Who are you?” Lyra pointed an accusatory hoof at the imposter.
Cadance’s face scrunched in consternation before realization struck. “Impossible, aren’t you, Puissance?”
Lyra blinked. “Puissance?” That jerk noble that foalnapped Dinky?
“Correct. And I’m here to settle a score. Come, Ditzy. Let’s finish her before reinforcements arrive. Henshin!” Puissance slid a white disk into her belt, and moth-like armor appeared around her.
“It’s morphing time!” Much to Lyra’s surprise, Ditzy pulled out two morphers. The Blue Ranger's heart twisted when she recognized the second one. I couldn’t be… “Dual Morph. Sagittarius! Venus!” The Ranger slammed the two morphers together, and they interlocked, being one.
Dark energy crackled from the morpher, and a profound sense of wrongness washed over Lyra. Ditzy’s Ranger armor had changed, becoming a strange mix-and-match. Its usual pink color had faded, almost becoming a light red. Over her chest was a vibrant yellow robe with a badge depicting the symbol of Venus. Her helmet grew a laurel wreath of flowers, which ended with a heart at either end. Unlike Notary, her suit had a cape that flapped under an invisible wind. It was golden and sparkled in the dim lamplight.
Lyra uttered the most colorful expletives in her memory. What the heck was going on? “It’s morphing time! Cygnus!”
Sweat fell down Lyra’s forehead as she considered her options. Fighting Ditzy was already a tricky proposition. She was one of the Galaxy Rangers’ most powerful members, made worse by her friend possessing the Venus Planetary Gem. To make matters worse, Puissance fought alongside her. Luna only knew what crazy powers she possessed.
Puissance gestured elaborately with a hoof. “You can call me Kamen Rider Magnific!”
Kamen Rider? Not another Ranger?
Ditzy jumped over her ally and struck towards Lyra with a terrible ferocity and determination. Air swept over the Blue Ranger's head as she ducked under Ditzy’s jab and threw herself under the cabin’s table to create some distance between the two of them. While the cable car was spacious, it provided little room to fight. Lyra climbed awkwardly around the seats as she fought off her friend. Cadance and Bonnie fled the cable car, trying to avoid getting caught in the battle.
She kept on the defensive, not sure she could fight a friend. She blocked, dodging every blow tossed her direction. Her hesitation allowed Ditzy to swipe her legs from under her. The table cracked in half as the Pink Ranger's hoof smacked into it. A hoof slammed down towards her head, but Lyra summoned her bow and deflected the punch with it. Sparks flew as Lyra slashed Ditzy across the chest. Few ponies knew her weapon had a blade.
Lyra smirked under her helmet. The cabin’s confined space provided little space for the Pink Ranger to use her bow staff. Lyra, however, could use her weapon with impunity. Her next blow caught Ditzy in the helmet.
Pain erupted in Lyra’s middle as Puissance came from nowhere and punched her in the chest. Lyra staggered backward but blocked the next punch. She ducked under the barrage of punches and kicks and deflected the Rider’s attack with her weapon the best she could. Her opponent’s speed was incredible, but Lyra met her attacks blow for blow. She hadn’t wasted her off-hours training for nothing. Puissance recoiled in pain as Lyra slashed her across the face with her bow.
“Not bad.” Puissance sounded impressed, though Lyra detected the fake Trixie was testing the waters before using her actual ability.
A loud boom caught Lyra’s attention. She glanced out the window and noticed a bright light shooting through the air. Was that a flare? What the heck was that about? Before she could dwell on this mystery, Ditzy resumed the battle. Lyra cried out in pain as Puissance kicked her through the open door into the car’s hallway, giving them a little more room to fight.
Lyra sensed Ditzy attacking her from behind, but a pink bolt interrupted the attack, throwing the Pink Ranger through the cable car’s walls. The impact left a giant hole leading out into the open air. Since Ditzy was a pegasus, she recovered in midair and flew back towards the train. Cadance flew out of the hole and met Ditzy in the air, a peeved expression on her face.
“Friends shouldn’t fight each other.” The Princess Cadance hovered in midair. “Don’t worry, Lyra. I’ve got your back.”
A conductor peaked his head through their car door and almost had an aneurysm when he noticed the big hole in his beloved train.
“What do you think you’re doing?” He said, beyond furious. His righteous indignation turned into a shriek when a kick drove Lyra through a wall, landing in the adjacent car. Curious ponies scattered, ducking back into their cabins.
As Lyra stood back up, she almost lost her hoofing as the train jerked. Her mouth went dry as an enormous cyclone appeared around Ditzy’s staff, summoned from nowhere. Its intense winds almost threw the train off its tracks.
How is she doing that? And is she trying to kill us all? She watched in amazement as Ditzy sent the cyclones after the Princess of Love. Cadance desperately beat her wings to avoid being pulled into them while dodging the Pink Ranger’s blows. They zipped around in the air, almost becoming a blur.
“Stop that. You might hurt somepony!” Lyra yelled out a window, but they ignored her, too focused on their battle.
“We're doomed!” The conductor sobbed, and the other passengers noticed the commotion and panic struck in, worried they would soon meet a sticky end in moments.
“Get back in your cars. I’ll protect you!” Lyra used her best commanding tone. Thankfully, everypony listened and hid in their cabins, praying to Luna the commotion would end soon.
A pang of worry struck Lyra, remembering Bons was on the train too. It terrified her that Bonnie might have gotten hurt. Her panic intensified when she noticed her marefriend wasn’t anywhere in sight. This was horrible. Nightmare Moon might have more bad guys on the train, and her marefriend was only a defenseless candy maker! Okay, that wasn’t quite true. Bons had shown a considerable talent for martial arts. Those Tae Bo classes had paid off. Still, Bon-Bon couldn’t fight the battles the Rangers fought. She’d be a stain against the wall in moments!
Sparks flew as Puissance belted Lyra across the head, taking advantage of her momentary distraction. She couldn’t afford to worry about her marefriend. Puissance stumbled backward as Lyra’s weapon slashed her across the chest. From her opponent’s body language, she’d injured the Rider more than expected.
“Get out of my way.” The train jerked again as Ditzy summoned even more intense winds to overwhelm her opponent. Cadance lured the enraged Ranger further from the train, flying into the open air. But even with teleporting, the princess could barely keep the Pink Ranger at bay. She bombarded Ditzy with pink energy bolts, but they didn’t appear to do much damage. It kept Ditzy busy, however, leaving Lyra alone to battle Magnific.
“I suppose I better get serious.”
With a flick of the Rider’s hoof, a sword appeared with it and whipped her weapon towards Lyra’s head. The Blue Ranger caught the blade in between her bow mere inches away from her face. They circled each other, weapons interlocked, both searching for weaknesses and opportunities to strike.
They exchanged blows, but each deflected strike made Lyra’s bones rattle. She couldn’t believe her opponent’s strength, but the Ranger pushed forward, slashing with her bow, and striking with punches and kicks. Puissance jerked back from an expected back kick as Lyra ran around her opponent, sending the Rider flying across the hallway. After using a nearby wall to support herself from the train’s bumping movements, Lyra rose to her back hooves and unleashed several arrows.
While one struck her opponent in the chest, casual slashes from Puissance’s blade destroyed the rest of her arrows. Lyra cursed, for she couldn’t use her special attack without derailing the entire train. The car jerked, and Lyra slipped and lost her hooving. I guess it won’t matter much if Ditzy does it first!
The storm outside intensified, and dark clouds gathered around the battle. Ponies whimpered as lightning bolts stuck wildly from the storm cloud. What was going on? Did Ditzy intend for this to happen, or was it a natural consequence of her new Venus powers? From her body language, Magnific had come to the same conclusion.
“Hey, knock it off!” Puissance poked her head out a window, but violent winds outside muffled her words. Lyra took advantage of her distraction with another arrow, but a casual swing of her opponent’s sword destroyed it.
“Cute. Shall we play a bit more?” Puissance charged forward but stopped when something landed between them.
Half of the train car crumbled and two high-class ponies fled from the thing that had shattered their table. Rain fell from the broken roof and patted against the expensive carpet. Lyra gasped in horror at the bloody figure of Cadance. Her breathing was weak but steady. Thank Luna. Ditzy dropped from the air and landed in between Lyra and Puissance. The lightning storm intensified above them, and water dripped from the Pink Ranger’s armor.
“You’re next, Lyra.” Ditzy’s voice contains no emotion, only complete certainty.
“Hey, this is my fight,” Puissance said in annoyance. She cried out in pain when Ditzy landed a hoof strike on her midsection. The Rider toppled over, stunned by the sudden attack.
“No, we’re ending this,” Ditzy said.
“Why you.” Puissance slammed her hoof against the floor in agitation. After letting out a breath, she stood and shrugged. “Fine. Have it your way. Have fun.”
While Lyra was glad she didn’t need to fight two on one, it didn’t seem like a real improvement. The pink of Ditzy’s suit had brightened, almost becoming a blood-red color. Her body thrummed with power, almost shaking the car. Before the battle could resume, the train screeched to a halt. A familiar voice echoed through the train from the intercom.
“Hurry, everypony needs to leave the train!” Bon-Bon said. “Canterlot isn’t far.”
Lyra sighed in relief. Her marefriend was safe! And she didn’t have to worry about accidentally detailing them anymore. Bon Bon was so smart. Ponies scrambled out from their cabins, trying to flee the train. Much to Lyra’s surprise, Ditzy didn’t hesitate to attack while ponies were still crowding around them.
Their weapons clashed as Lyra blocked Ditzy’s bow staff. The Pink Ranger charged forward, barreling ponies aside in her haste. Lyra winced as she accidentally stamped on a mare’s hoof and paid for her distraction, receiving a jab in the chest. Metal crumpled as Lyra impacted a wall, throwing clear into a nearby field. Her boots stomped into the mud as she rose back to her hooves. The storm above only became worse, the rain turning into a deluge.
With blinding speed, Ditzy charged from the train. Lyra almost didn’t block her next attack. Her opponent’s speed became almost impossible to follow as Ditzy pushed Lyra back. She winced when the end of Ditzy’s staff drove into her stomach, and her body exploded in pain as lightning struck from above. The Blue Ranger staggered backward, and Ditzy pounded on her with her staff. Each blow almost disrupted her transformation, but Lyra remained stubborn and caught a blow meant for her head with a hoof. A flash of color caught her eye, and she got an idea.
“I haven’t lost yet!” With a flick of her bow, she slashed across Ditzy’s chest. It inflicted minor damage, but that wasn’t her intention. Energy gathered around her bow and readied an arrow.
“Omega Arrow Crusher!”
Ditzy was midair when Lyra shot her special attack. But Ditzy straightened herself with her wings and counterattacked with power Lyra didn’t think was possible.
“Gales of Destruction.” A cyclone shot from her staff and dispersed Lyra’s attack like smoke in a hurricane. Sparks shot from Lyra’s armor as the windstorm struck her. She rolled across the grass and mud as she lost her transformation. Lyra looked up toward her lost friend, her body bloody and battered from the beating. Instead of being dismayed, Lyra smiled.
“Searing Blade!”
“Wave Cleaver!”
Out of nowhere, Trixie and Raindrop appeared and attacked Ditzy from behind as she unleashed her cyclone attack on Lyra. Ditzy screamed as the attack threw her clear across the field.
“Sorry, Ditzy, but I have to stop you,” Trixie said with equal parts pain and determination.
“Yeah.” Raindrops nodded. There was pain in her voice also, but Lyra heard genuine anger in her voice, enraged that Ditzy had injured her friend Lyra. They rushed to their fellow Ranger’s side and helped her up.
Of course, that flare was to draw Trixie and the other’s attention! Her marefriend realized that Lyra and Cadance needed backup, and took the initiative to call it. Bon-Bon was so smart. She saw the mare helping drive the survivors of the Friendship Express towards Canterlot.
Lyra stood on shaky hooves. “Where are the others?”
“Carrot Top and Lemon Hearts are dealing with some Ranger Killers sent to deal with us. They attacked when we tried running to your safety. Twilight and Cheerilee are off somewhere.” Trixie waved a vague hoof.
Lemon Hearts? Twilight’s old roommate?
“Glad you’re here,” Puissance said, voice eager and ready for battle. “We’d hoped to ambush you when the train arrived after we dealt with Lyra Heartstrings. Oh well. This works nearly as well.” She pulled out a red disk and inserted it into her belt.
Blaze Mode. “Let’s rumble.”
Multiple powers? How annoying.
Ditzy stood up and said nothing after joining Puissance. The Pink Ranger aimed her weapon towards her fellow Rangers, eager for a fight.
Trixie shook her head upon seeing the mix-matched Ranger. “What has Nightmare Moon done to you? Can you still fight Lyra?”
Lyra snorted, pulling out her morpher. Despite her sore and battered body, being with her friends had restored a degree of strength. Unsurprising for the Element of Loyalty, fighting for her friends always gave her power. “Like you need to ask?” “It’s morphing time, Cygnus!”
She only hoped they were powerful enough to stop whatever Ditzy had become.
“You’re not looking too good.” Trixie glanced over at her fellow Ranger. Despite putting on a brave face, Lyra could barely stand.
“I’m fine.” Lyra pointed at Magnific. “That’s actually Puissance. She stole your face!”
“I know. Annoying, right?” Trixie replied. Of everypony, why steal her face? She’d believed Puissance too vain to inhabit any other body but her own. Fisher had been just as baffled. It offended Trixie to see Puissance prancing about in her body, copy or not. The ex-noble didn’t even have the Trixie swagger. Ridiculous.
Lyra rubbed her brow. “Evil clones, Ditzy turning to the dark side. What the hay is going on today?”
“Something I intend to fix! Ditzy, I’ll save your daughter! That I promise you!” Trixie said, making a solemn vow in her heart. Nothing would sway her from accomplishing her goal.
“Shut it. Don’t make promises you can’t keep!” Ditzy snarled, then charged straight at Trixie. Her speed was astonishing. A single flap of her wings and the Pink Ranger was already upon her, bow staff raised to strike. Trixie blocked the strike with her sword, the blow almost throwing the Ranger off her hooves.
Such power. Somehow, Nightmare Moon had gifted Ditzy with Notary’s Planetary Gem. The mere sight of the gem returned awful memories. Somehow, the stupid thing had returned with a vengeance to haunt her. Well, Trixie refused to allow it to steal away another of her friends!
Several illusions of Trixie appeared and attacked Ditzy from every side. With a single swipe of her staff, a vicious wind tore the fake Trixies to shreds. Trixie darted forward, attacking Ditzy from behind.
“I’m not falling for that!” Ditzy redirected her staff to strike at the new arrival, then gasped in shock when that Trixie also dissipated. Sparks flew as Trixie slashed the Pink Ranger across the chest. The real Trixie had been standing in front of Ditzy the entire time, hiding behind invisibility. Ditzy grunted in annoyance, and Trixie howled in pain, receiving a crushing blow across the chest, throwing her several hooves away.
“This won’t be as easy as I thought.” Trixie rubbed her injured chest. Even the combined might of Raindrops and Trixie’s special attacks had done minimal damage. Beating her wouldn’t be easy.
And what would happen if they destroyed the Venus Gem? Would her Ranger powers protect Ditzy against its dark side effects, or would she age several decades? Sparks flew when Ditzy jabbed the Red Ranger in the chest. As much as Trixie hated it, they needed to throw their full might against their old friend. They couldn’t afford to hold back. They’d deal with the consequences as they arose.
“Don’t forget about me!” Puissance flew down towards her, and Trixie blocked a swing of her sword towards her head. The heat from Magnific’s blade created puffs of steam as the rain pelted it from above. Her opponent readied another strike, but arrows of energy struck her. It knocked the former pegasus off balance, and she wasn’t capable of deflecting Trixie’s next attack across the chest. Sparks flew from the wound.
“I’m paying you back for the grief you caused me earlier!” Lyra shot several more arrows at Puissance, who struggled to block them all.
Ditzy used the opportunity to throw a cyclone towards the Blue Ranger with her staff. But a chop from Raindrops’ axe dissipated it. With almost reckless abandon, Raindrops charged forward. The ferocity of the Black Ranger’s attacks surprised even Ditzy. It put the Pink Ranger on the defensive, giving Lyra and Trixie room to deal with Magnific.
Trixie summoned several illusions and used them to confuse Puissance, attacking the Rider from all sides as Lyra continued to bombard her with arrows. Puissance started as she deflected an illusionary arrow, and Trixie used the opening to strike.
“Searing Blade!”
Puissance screamed in pain. Her hooves dug into the mud as she attempted to regain her hooving.
“Not so weak now, am I!” Lyra unleashed more arrows into the Rider. While not inflicting as much damage as Trixie’s sword, Lyra’s attacks were causing Magnific pain to the Rider's growing irritation.
“You weren’t this strong before. Are you more powerful when you fight together? No matter.” Puissance pulled out a blue disk and inserted it into her buckle.
Wave Mode.
Copies of Trixie dissipated as torrents of water shot from Magnific’s sword, devastating everything in their path. One shot towards Trixie proper, who jumped out of its path. Magnific spotted the real Trixie, sending more and more streams in her direction, too many for the Red Ranger to dodge them all. Each impact sent a wave of pain through her body. Lyra used her bow to destroy the torrents aimed in her directions, but it drove her back. Realizing the futility of dodging Puissance’s attack, Trixie charged forward, either destroying her waves with her sword or bearing the pain of each blow. Her opponent hadn’t expected such a reckless action and almost didn’t block Trixie’s sword.
“You don’t know when to quit, do you?” Magnific staggered backwards as Trixie struck her across the chest.
Trixie pressed her advantage, pushing Puissance back with each frantic blow. Her opponent had dealt with some serious damage to her, and each swing sapped her reservoir of energy. But the Red Ranger only pushed her opponent harder. The difference in their swordsponyship gave Trixie the slight edge she needed.
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“Searing Blade!” The force of Trixie’s attack threw Puissance off her hooves, and she rolled across the mud. Yet Magnific still refused to surrender.
“I won’t lose. I can’t lose.” Puissance pulled herself out of the puddle and tossed her sword aside. She pulled out her white disk and returned to her default form.
“Bad move!” Lyra, thinking Magnific helpless, shot several arrows towards the Rider.
Instead of dodging, Puissance withdrew her white disk and reinserted it. Her belt emitted a warning klaxon and flashed a red light. White energy gathered around the Rider and destroyed Lyra’s arrows before they even touched her.
In a flash, Puissance appeared behind Lyra and delivered a swift kick into the bard’s sternum. The impact sent the Blue Ranger crashing into a surprised Trixie, and they collapsed together in a heap. In another flash, Puissance appeared next to them, kicking both Rangers into the air. Puissance bent down and took to the air, arms spread wide like a bird flying towards the helpless Trixie and Lyra. She extended her leg and kicked into both her opponents.
“Rider Kick Perfection!”
The two Rangers exploded, and Trixie screamed in pain as her face smacked directly into the ground. Lyra plopped next to her. Both Rangers had lost their transformation. Magnific landed gracefully on the other side of the field.
“This isn’t our day, is it?” Lyra said with a self-deprecating laugh.
“Okay, so maybe we aren’t ready for this fight.” While pained, Trixie returned the smile.
“Here’s another one.”
Trixie looked up and watched Ditzy throw down a still transformed Raindrops next to her friends, splashing mud everywhere. The storm above the pegasus dissipated somewhat, but Trixie couldn’t be certain without proper sunlight. Unwilling to surrender, the Black Ranger stood on shaky hooves.
I have to help her. But Trixie’s legs refused to cooperate, her entire body throbbing with pain. Lyra wasn’t in much better condition. Despite having the will, neither Ranger could continue the fight.
“Stand down, Raindrops. You’ve lost. This is your only warning.” Ditzy’s voice was icy.
“Never, we aren’t finished yet!” Cadance emerged from the train, supported by Bon-Bon. For some reason, Lyra’s marefriend also lunged around a suitcase. Cadance bled in several places, but the princess gritted her teeth, refusing to surrender.
“Princess!” Trixie’s mind raced, not wanting Cavallia’s princess to get any more hurt. While they were never close, she knew how much Luna adored her adopted daughter.
Fine then, I’m holding nothing back! She pressed several buttons on her morpher, using Cadance’s appearance as a useful distraction.
“Back off.” Ditzy said, her voice full of warning. “I’m doing this to protect my daughter. I’ll smash anypony who gets in my way.”
“Yes, I can feel the love radiating from you,” Cadance replied. She released herself from Bon-Bon, standing on her four hooves. “But Nightmare Moon is using it against you, twisting it into something monstrous.”
“Like it matters. You’re not a mother. None of you can understand what I’m suffering.” The princess sputtered in pain as the Pink Ranger leaped forwards and drove her weapon into her throat. “Losing isn’t an option. Stay down. I won’t ask again.”
Ditzy has completely lost it! Even Puissance seemed disturbed by the Pink Ranger’s demeanor. The fates of Notary and Night Light flashed through her mind. Dear Luna, she’d thought Ditzy would be strong enough to resist the Planetary Gem’s influence. It might drive her friend to become something even worse.
Unexpected tears gathered around Trixie’s eyes. I’m sorry, but I can’t afford to lose either. Forgive me Ditzy, Dinky. She frantically whipped away the tears and pressed several more buttons on her morpher.
“Get ready to grab Princess Cadance and Bon-Bon.” Trixie stage whispered to Raindrops. The Black Ranger didn’t react but gave a slight nod of acknowledgment.
“What are you planning, Trixie?” Lyra demanded.
Trixie smirked and kicked her front hooves in the air. “What I’m best at, being the Great and Powerful Trixie! Escape artist extraordinaire!”
“What are you talking about?” Before Ditzy could finish, she screamed in surprise as something dropped from the sky at extraordinary speed. The ground rumbled and everypony, but Trixie, lost their hooves as it landed. Two unexploded missiles had landed right where Ditzy and Puissance had been standing.
“You have got to be kidding me! Are you trying to kill us?” Lyra said in equal parts fear and astonishment. It would take some time for Trixie’s Zord to arrive, so she used its missile launcher instead.
“Hurry!” Trixie ran with her last remaining strength away from their current location, dragging Lyra along with her. Raindrops was already flying and scooped up Cadance and Bon-Bon in her powerful hooves.
“It’s morphing time, Ursa!” The distance between Trixie and her opponents increased as she ran at full speed.
“You’re kidding me.” Puissance whipped the mud from her nice white armor and returned to her hooves.
“You aren’t getting away!” Ditzy moved to follow, but Trixie pressed a button on her morpher and both missiles exploded. It left a vast crater and destroyed whatever remained of the Friendship Express. The force of the explosion threw Trixie off her hooves, but she landed in a roll, unharmed.
“Easy as pie,” Trixie waved a dismissive hoof. She blinked, realizing she wasn’t holding Lyra anymore. After a quick search, she discovered the Blue Ranger face first in the mud. “Oops. Must have accidentally let you go during the roll.”
“You’re insane, you know that!” Lyra growled after spitting out mud.
“Lyra!” Bon-Bon said from above.
Raindrops lowered down from the air, returning Cadance and Bons to the ground. Bon-Bon ran to her marefriend’s side and wiped Lyra’s dirty face with a handkerchief.
“Let’s get going before they follow!” Trixie said, ignoring the scathing glare Bon-Bon was giving her.
While that had been an impressive explosion, Trixie doubted it defeated either Magnific or Ditzy. Still, she’d shown neither was invincible. A small comfort, but it was something.
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“That Trixie!” Queen Nightmare Moon paced around her throne room so hard her hooves dug into the polished marble floor. “Why must she bring destruction wherever she goes!”
The explosion that had allowed Trixie and her allies to escape had engulfed the Friendship Express in flames and destroyed a good chunk of the rail line. In mere moments, the Red Ranger had wasted millions of bits.
“While irritating, they’ve also gained a new ally, Princess Mi Amore Cadenza.” Puissance sighed in agitation. “I fear they might use her to rally the people against you.”
The entire castle shook as Nightmare Moon slammed her hooves against the floor. “They wouldn’t dare! Not after everything I’ve done for them! I’ve sweated and bled for them for countless years!” Genuine emotion showed on the queen’s face, breaking through whatever madness had overtaken her. Luna almost broke down into tears. Moments later, her sorrow passed, turning into abject fury.
“They will come after Dinky! We can use that to trap them!” Nightmare Moon stomped her hooves, leaving deep cracks in the floor. Ditzy twitched but nodded. Whatever reservations she’d had vanished, and the vengeful glee on the Pink Ranger’s face disturbed Puissance.
Puissance rubbed her temple. What had she gotten into? Beyond the two mares’ madness, she sensed something, a malevolence coming from their Planetary Gems. Whatever evil laid within was becoming more powerful.
Look at me, talking about evil. Until now, I’d only believed it as a pony-created concept. Puissance couldn’t deny it, however. A sinister aura had surrounded the castle. Some servants had already lost their nerve, fleeing their duties. The problem was what she’d do about it.
“Mistress Puissance.” Solar Flare said, disrupting her reverie, proving a welcome distraction.
“Yes, Solar Flare?”
“Banner and Specter have arrived in Canterlot. They’re waiting for you at your manor.” Puissance’s assistant hesitated, not wanting to speak her next news.
“What is it? Spill it out.” While Solar Flare was unflinchingly loyal, she hated upsetting her mistress. A habit Puissance disliked. It sometimes took serious coaxing to make her assistant speak bad news.
“North Star has gotten to them first.” Solar Flare replied. “It hasn’t been charitable.”
“That North Star. Never mind, call a carriage. We’re leaving right away.” Anything to leave the oppressive atmosphere of the castle.
Much to her surprise, the air seemed lighter upon leaving the castle grounds, and Puissance released a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. The sights of Canterlot brightened her spirits somewhat. Puissance had always enjoyed the glamour and bustle of the city. It contained an undeniable energy that she loved. It was a shame most ponies had fled indoors to escape the cold, but many ponies were still trying to live their usual lives despite the circumstances.It soothed some of her anxiety about reuniting with her grandson and great-grandson. North Star’s distrust and attitude had rattled her more than she’d expected.
I’m me, but… No, I am Puissance. This body changes nothing. Thinking otherwise is self-destructive. At this crucial hour, she couldn’t afford to fall apart. She needed to make a strong first impression on her children. Puissance had to admit, the change was drastic and off-putting, but she was still their mother, regardless.
Puissance could hear voices as she approached the sitting room of her manor. Instead of charging inside, she waited by the door, reading the room’s atmosphere first.
“I’m just saying. It isn’t fair! You don’t know what mother is like!” North Star said.
“I’m her grandson, uncle. I think I know my own grandmother, thank you very much.” Banner’s voice was frosty.
“You didn’t have to live with her.” North Star’s tone matched his great-nephew. “She’s poisonous, always has been. She smothered us with her expectations. We were never good enough.”
“Why are you saying this now? Where did this come from?”
North Star sighed. “This isn’t a new development. I thought about it for years, and I’m at my wits’ end with her. I don’t want my new grandfoal living under her hoof, too. You know how she treats Flicker. He can’t even keep his own damn name.”
“Yeah.” Banner’s voice trailed off.
Mixed emotions washed over Puissance, both furious and mortified. It infuriated her that her own family didn’t understand the sacrifices she’d made for them. Yet it mortified her they considered her a burden. Her body sagged involuntarily against the wall.
“You’re not wrong. Flicker loves his great-grandmother, but he’s too young to understand how oppressive it is to be constantly under her expectations. Success, no matter what. I’d hoped he wouldn’t have to deal with that, too. But now she’s immortal.” Banner gave a bitter laugh.
“Mistress?” Solar Flare said in alarm.
“I’m fine,” Puissance replied, fighting back tears.
A burden, huh? Despite being a parent himself, why couldn’t North Star understand her? At moments like this, Puissance felt terribly lonely, abandoned.
Why can’t they understand me! I only want what’s best for them! Before Puissance could charge into the sitting room and spill her rage and disappointment at her children’s attitude, a fresh voice caught her attention.
“Solar Flare!” A small colt said, running up to Puissance’s assistant and giving her a hug.
“How are you, Scepter? It’s been too long.” Solar Flare returned the hug.
Scepter looked around before lowering his voice to a conspiratorial level. “You don’t have to call me that when Grandma Puissance isn’t around. It isn’t actually my name.”
“Flicker it is then!” Solar Flare gave Puissance a sidelong glance and a helpless shrug.
Scepter turned his attention to the pony he didn’t recognize next. “Hello! My name is Flicker. Are you a new servant of Grandma Puissance’s? I don’t think I’ve seen you around before.”
Puissance opened her mouth to respond. Something caught in her throat, making her hesitate. Which was ridiculous. She never hesitated. “My name is Pru.”
“You’ve got the same cutie mark as Grandma! Are you a relative? We have so many, it’s impossible to keep track! I have, like, eighty thousand cousins.”
“I’m a distant relative.” Why was she lying and not revealing her true identity? Something inside made her hesitate, fearful her great-grandfoal might lash out like North Star. A ridiculous notion, but Puissance couldn’t help herself.
“You look familiar,” Specter said, puzzled. “Have I seen you around at a family reunion? We had one like two years ago. It was pretty scary. I’m not sure I’ve seen so many ponies in my life.”
“Grandma Puissance likes to have her progeny.” And with any hope, she’d have more soon, eventually. It was a perk of having a youthful body back.
Still, they’ll technically be Trixie’s children. I’m not sure how I feel about that.
Scepter looked around. “Funny, I thought Grandmother Puissance would be here by now. I’m not sure what’s going on with her. First, I heard she was sick, but now she’s fine? The adults won’t tell me anything about it. Do you have any clue why?” The colt gave Solar Flare a pointed look.
“It’s complicated.” Solar Flare said after a moment’s hesitation.
Scepter groans. “That’s what my father said!”
“Whatever the case, we should do something fun. It’ll give Grandma Puissance time to return.” A strange idea popped into Puissance’s head. She was young again, darn it. Why shouldn’t she enjoy it? “Let’s go out for ice cream! Do you like ice cream?”
Much to Puissance’s mortification, she didn’t know. Business had occupied much of her time, greatly restricting her visitations with her great-grandchild. Well, she intended to change that. Besides, didn’t she deserve this? Nightmare Moon could deal with her Trixie problem herself.
Scepter bounced with excitement. “Yes! I love ice cream! Rocky Road is the bestest!”
Puissance coughed. “My favorite.”
“Right, oops.” The colt darted into the sitting room. “Is it okay if I go out with Solar Flare and cousin Pru for some ice cream?”
“That should be fine.” Banner replied, giving his son a genial smile. “Stay close to Solar Flare and don’t wander off. Be back by five, we’re dining with grandmother.”
“Yes, father!” Scepter darted back towards Puissance. “Let’s go!” Without prompting, the colt grabbed her hoof, giving her a warm, open smile. Sure, Scepter would learn her true identity eventually, but Puissance would enjoy this moment. She’d cherish her time with her great grandfoal unrestrained.
Puissance returned the smile and allowed Solar Flare to lead the way. Thankfully, her secretary knew the location of the nearest ice cream establishment.
“Wait, cousin Pru?” Banner asked, puzzled. “Who could that be?”
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“Now Strongheart!” Spike tossed the charm towards the bison, who caught it deftly in her teeth. Twilight, using her monster form, flipped out of the way of a lightning bolt. The gusts of the legendary bird’s wings almost blew them from the air, but Twilight beat her wings harder, flying to a safer location. They only hoped the bison could finish the Q’s corruption for good.
Little Strongheart struggled to hold on to the Thunderbird’s back. The beast flew high into the air, attempting to dislodge the unwelcome rider. She almost lost her grip as the mighty bird flew at almost supersonic speed and flung itself into a loop. Lightning crackled everywhere, reducing most of the remaining mountain to rubble. Cheerilee fought on top of a peek, deflecting lighting with her whip. As Strongheart held on for dear life, an eye opened amongst the inky black ooze. Its iris shifted colors, shifting into a dizzying array of colors that disorientated a pony if you looked into it too long. The bison shook with pain as the thing sent some type of psychic attack towards her. But brave Strongheart’s will was unbreakable.
“No more! You’re finished, Q!” Strongheart drove her pendant right into the corruption’s eye. Instead of a scream, reality wavered in ripples as the monster howled in pain. The slime that covered the Thunderbird oozed off, plummeting into the perilous distance below. Somehow, despite the great fall, it still lived and attempted to reform itself. The lightning that had almost killed them all ceased, and the Thunderbird’s manner became languid and peaceful.
“Let’s finish it.” Twilight flew towards the ooze as it attempted to flee. “It’s morphing time, Corvus!” She shifted back to her Ranger form. Though she’d lost her wings, she absorbed the fall without difficulty and darted towards their enemy.
“Let’s finish this jerk off!” Spike pumped a fist.
It had taken almost a day to defeat the creature. The Thunderbird’s power seemed almost boundless. It shrugged off pretty much every blow the Rangers had inflicted upon it. The Q corruption creature garbled something, but its fear was obvious. Twilight summoned her guns and pressed a button on her morpher.
“Unyielding Judgment!”
Out of nowhere, Cheerilee appeared behind the creature, cutting off any chance of escape. “Solar Sting!”
The Rangers landed on both sides of the Q corruption, backs towards the creature. It collapsed and exploded moments later, removing any trace of its existence.
Spike released his grip on Twilight’s back, falling to the rocky ground below. It sent a slight jolt of pain through his back, but their hard-earned victory had brightened his spirits.
The sound of mighty wings reached his ear from above him as the Thunderbird flew down towards them, Strongheart perched happily on its head.
“I thank you, great warriors. You have restored me back to my right mind.” The legendary beast’s eyes were calm and full of intelligence. Spike sensed a near-boundless kindness behind them.
“All in a day’s work,” Twilight replied, only for her ears to fall. “Sorry about your mountain.”
“It matters not. I fear I would have done greater damage if Q had corrupted me further. I owe you a great debt.” The Thunderbird’s head tilted in confusion. “Curious. It should be light by now. Has the lunar princess neglected her sacred duty?”
“Great Thunderbird, that’s why we seek your aid,” Strongheart said. “Q has also corrupted Princess Luna’s mind. In her madness, she has cast the world into eternal night.”
“It’s as I feared.” Thunderbird sounded mournful. “Q’s influence has spread further than even I could have ever imagined.”
“Will you help us?” Spike asked tentatively.
The Thunderbird nodded its head in assent. “I consider it my sacred duty to aid the chosen warriors of the Radiance. I shall provide you a boon which will aid you in battle.” Its feathers glowed a brilliant white, and a small bell fell into Twilight’s hooves.
“You are the only one without a guardian beast, correct? Use this bell, and it will summon an avatar that will fight in my stead.”
“Thank you,” Twilight said, voice cracking with unexpected emotion. She held the bell tight against her heart. “Now I am truly part of the team.”
“Congratulations! You finally have a Zord!” Cheerilee said, beaming with excitement. While Spike wasn’t clear what they were talking about, he was happy for his new friends.
“And you, little bison, also deserve a boon. It was your hoof that saved me.” The Thunderbird’s glowed again, and an unusual device appeared in her hoof, a square box molded from some strange white metal. On its surface was colorful artwork painted in the shape of a bird.
“What’s this?” Strongheart examined the device in her hoof, peering at it with curiosity.
“This will help you defend your lands against invaders. Use it wisely. It is an artifact of immense power.”
“I will. It is my sacred duty!” Strongheart’s voice contained conviction and determination.
“Farewell, my friends. Our fight has drained me. I will need to regain my strength before we confront Q. Goodbye and good luck!” The Thunderbird took off, flying at incredible speeds. Spike and his friends waved goodbye, saddened to see the mighty beast leave.
“That’s one problem solved. What about the traitor and evil temple?” Spike asked.
“Don’t worry about that. I can deal with them.” Strongheart withdrew a knife and sliced off a chunk of her fur. It drew some blood, but the bison hardly noticed it. “Here. You need bison fur, right?”
“Thanks, but are you sure you can handle things alone?” Cheerilee asked in concern.
“This is my people’s problem. Never fear. I have this.” Strongheart indicated the Thunderbird’s gift. “Go, the world needs you to defeat Nightmare Moon! Go Rangers, you have the bison’s blessing.”
“Thank you for everything. We’ll come back and see how you’re doing.” Cheerilee gave the bison a hug, who readily accepted it. Strongheart gave the rest of her new friends hugs, too.
“You ponies aren’t so bad. We’ve misjudged you, I think.” Strongheart replied. Spike was hopeful the ponies and bison could settle their differences.
“Call if you need us to kick those cultists’ butts!” Spike gave Strongheart a hoofbump. Finally, they had what they’d come to Appleloosa to obtain. It seemed hard to believe they’d only needed bison fur when they first arrived. They’d gain more than they’d ever expected in this little adventure. Spike had never thought he’d grow to like Celestia’s archenemies. He only hoped Zecora’s depetrification potion would be enough to change the tide.
“You’re saying that Nightmare Moon has decreased the guard on her castle?” Lyra asked, raising an eyebrow. She addressed Greengrass’ statement with much skepticism. Ever since she’d entered Fisher’s safe house, Lyra had been eyeing the ex-noble like a hawk, expecting betrayal at any moment. Trixie was also waiting for the horseshoe to drop, wondering what plot he had under his sleeve this time.
“It has to be a trap.” Bon-Bon said. “The queen is trying to lure us into a false sense of security.”
Trixie considered their options. Even with the reduced guard, they still faced an obscene amount of opponents. “Stealth won’t work. A smash and grab mission is a better idea.”
Nightmare Moon knew their goals. It seemed unlikely they could sneak Dinky out unnoticed. What they’d do after rescuing the filly, Trixie wasn’t certain. Twilight and Zecora had vanished, leaving them helpless to restore the filly back to normal. Trixie suspected only Dinky could restore Ditzy’s corrupted mind. Their familial love was just that powerful.
“I concur,” Greengrass said, nodding. “While Puissance and Ditzy are powerful, it’s the Ranger Killers I’m more concerned about. They are too numerous to face. I believe a distraction is in order.”
“Makes sense.” Carrot Top shook her head. “But it needs to be a pretty convincing distraction. Nightmare Moon will figure out our plan pretty quick.”
Yeah, I doubt a Ranger screaming her existence in some empty factory lot will suffice. Worse, pulling even one Ranger from their mission would significantly weaken their forces, and they’d face three powerful foes.
“Wouldn’t it be better to just rush in swords ready?” Lyra asked. “Just luring a few Ranger Killers away doesn’t seem worth it.”
We need a distraction that will make them forget all about Dinky. A devilish smile appeared on Trixie’s face as an idea struck her.
“What is it, Trixie?” Weariness crept into Lyra’s voice.
“Let me guess, I’m something audacious and ludicrous?” While resigned, Greengrass seemed intrigued. The rest of Trixie’s friends watched her with batted interest.
“Simple. We launch an attack on Nightmare Moon herself. If we’re lucky, we can destroy her planetary gems too!”
How’s that for a distraction? They’d be too busy protecting the Queen of the Lunar whatever to care about some statue.
“You can’t be serious.” Lyra put her face into her hooves. “Dear Luna, you are! Isn’t she super powerful? Didn’t she, like, kick your butts before or something?”
“But now we’re ready for her, and there’s more of us!” Trixie puffed out her chest, quite pleased with her plan. “Nightmare Moon wouldn’t see it coming.”
“Yes, because it’s stupid!” Lyra shot back.
“I like it.” Raindrops said. The pegasus had been silent for the entire meeting, but now spoke her support for their leader.
Greengrass sighed. “It’s a Trixie plan.”
“If she succeeds, then we can free Luna’s mind!” Cadance said, her eyes sparkling with hope.
“It’s okay, I guess.” Lemon Hearts sounded unsure but seemed to trust Trixie’s judgment.
“Alright, who will fight Nightmare Moon?” Carrot Top asked.
“Something occurred to me. This plan is too simple and boring.” Trixie said, after some more consideration. “What if we created two distractions?!”
Lyra blinked. “Sorry?”
“One team to distract Nightmare Moon and the other for Ditzy and Puissance.” Trixie tapped her chin. “Of course, we should attack when Puissance has left the castle. It gives us some breathing room before the Kamen Rider runs to her queen’s protection. Three Rangers will fight Ditzy, while the remaining two face Nightmare Moon.”
“Me too! I’ll assist you against Nightmare Moon!” Cadance said.
“Are you sure?” Trixie wasn’t keen on endangering Equestria’s last princess, but she won’t argue either. While not as powerful as a Ranger, they couldn’t refuse her help.
“Positive.” Cadance’s mouth creased into a determined frown. Trixie admired the Love Princess. Bandages covered her body and a medical eyepatch hid one of her eyes. Despite her injuries, she was ready to fight. It wasn’t surprising, ponies that ran entire kingdoms couldn’t be weaklings.
Shame Cheer and Twilight aren’t here, but beggars can’t be choosers.
“Wait, who will rescue Dinky?” Lyra asked, confused.
“Bon-Bon, obviously,” Trixie replied. This peeked the mare’s attention.
“No! You’re not getting my marefriend killed!” Lyra glared, gritting her teeth. “It’s too dangerous.”
Trixie snorted. “I doubt the Ranger Killers will even notice her.” Besides, the candymaker had strange skills, and Trixie wanted to test those abilities.
“No!” Lyra stomped her hoof in utter refusal.
“This might work,” Greengrass said, hiding his surprise. “With the amount of chaos Trixie usually causes, Bon-Bon can slip in unnoticed.”
“Yes, it suits the young lady’s talents.” Fisher stroked his chin, a pleased smile on his face. Did he know something?
“No! It’s too dangerous!” Lyra’s expression turned more venomous.
Trixie grunted in annoyance. Had the Blue Ranger forgotten the time her marefriend fought Corvus by her lonesome? Or the time Bons protected her from tentacle-possessed zombies created by a horror beyond their reality? Why was Lyra so ridiculous when it came to her marefriend?
“I’ll do it.” Bon-Bon’s voice was calm and full of confidence. “I’ll need to plan an escape route ahead of time, but it’s doable. The castle gardens aren’t exactly a highly protected vault.” While there would be normal guards around, Trixie doubted they’d give the candy maker much trouble.
“But!” Lyra’s eyes widened in panic.
“Trust me, I can do this. I already have some ideas.” Bon-Bon gave her marefriend a reassuring smile. Lyra didn’t appear pleased, but gave a hesitant nod.
“And I can help with the getaway cart!” Vinyl said, beaming with excitement.
Greengrass nodded in satisfaction. “We have the beginnings of a plan. Let’s hope you fare better this time. Your last battles with these foes didn’t end too well.”
Trixie gave a dismissive snort. “Don’t worry. We got this. This time Nightmare Moon won’t know what hit her.”
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“Cousin Pru! Look at me!” Scepter jumped onto a thin banister attached to a chest-high wall. He spread his front hooves wide and balanced himself while walking across it.
“Get down from there. You’ll hurt yourself!” Solar Flare bristled her feathers and rushed to the colt’s side, trying to remove him from the banister and place him back on the ground.
Unlike her assistant, Puissance didn’t fret over her great-grandfoal’s safety. After raising four boys, she was used to the antics a young colt might involve themselves in. Besides, she was ready to catch him if he slipped and fell.
“You worry too much, Solar Flare.” Scepter broke into a pout. “I can handle myself!”
“I don’t think your father would appreciate seeing you return with a broken leg!” The colt ignored the winged unicorn and ran around a tree, pretending to be a bird. Solar Flare sighed and rubbed her temple.
The walk through the park was enjoyable despite the brisk cold. During the endless night, most ponies preferred to stay indoors, leaving the park almost deserted. Not that the scenery was that spectacular. The trees didn’t seem happy about all the sunlight they’d missed and the grass had lost its luster, which ruined the scenic park’s usual beauty.
As they passed a play area, she allowed Scepter to run off and enjoy himself within it. The adults sat on a bench while they watched Puissance’s great-grandfoal go down a slide shaped like a giraffe.
Solar Flare groaned, her movements sluggish. “Such energy! Didn’t you have eight foals? How did you cope?!”
Puissance shrugged. “You make them wear themselves out. It’s good he’s burning off all that energy.” She had maids, of course, but Puissance made sure she had a strong hoof in raising her foals. If her assistant wished to become a mother one day, she had much to learn.
Thinking about it, she has never shown much interest in romance. Something I’ll need to change. Didn’t she sometimes catch Solar Flare giving a certain royal guard covert glances? She’d need to arrange a date between them later.
“I guess.” Solar Flare shuttered and grabbed herself to protect herself from the cold. “We should get home soon. It’s almost dinner time and night is approaching.” With the sun’s banishment, true nights had become almost arctic.
Puissance nodded and scowled. While she approved of the incompetent Night Court being dissolved, she hated the eternal night plan. Something seemed wrong without the sun brightening their skies, and she wasn’t confident Nightmare Moon’s alternative was that effective. The moon is not the sun, period.
Here I go again with my traitorous thoughts. But she couldn’t help it. Especially with Scepter around. She didn’t want him to inherit a dead world. A nagging thought screamed Nightmare Moon would doom them all. Thankfully, Banner arrived to interrupt her brooding.
“There you are!” Banner ran to his son and pulled him from a climbing tower shaped like a monkey.
“Hey dad, dinner already?” While Specter sounded disappointed, he accepted the change in the situation. “Can I play with cousin Pru later? We’ve been having such fun! She knows everything about Canterlot. She’s shown me all the coolest buildings!”
Banner gave his grandmother a weary look. “So, your cousin Pru, are you?”
“Is it a problem?” Ice crept into Puissance’s voice, not liking Banner’s tone.
Scepter blinked in confusion, not understanding the animosity between the two adults. Banner remained quiet, and they walked in silence as they returned to his great-grandmother’s manor. Puissance sighed, wondering if all her family reunions would be like this.
“That’s not an answer! Yes or no!” Specter said, annoyed by constantly getting vague answers.
Before Puissance could reply, Banner beat her to the punch, bending down to meet his son at eye level. “The truth is your great-grandmother is standing right there.” He pointed a hoof at Puissance.
“Dad, that cousin Pru.” Scepter replied with strained patience.
“No, he’s right. I’ve taken a new body.” Puissance flickered her hair back and made a pose.
“Your great-grandmother was dying, so she took this body.” Banner replied. Puissance didn’t like her grandson’s tone, making it sound like a tragedy more than a blessing.
“What?!” Scepter’s tone was both baffled and incredulous. “Okay, prove it. What did you get me for my eighth birthday?”
Puissance opened her mouth and closed it, realizing she couldn’t remember the answer. She’d given countless gifts over the years. “Can you ask an easier question?”
“You’re playing a prank on me. There’s no way this is true!” Scepter declared after his great-grandmother couldn’t provide a satisfactory answer. “It’s a strange one, cousin Pru. I’m not sure why anypony would fall for it.”
Puissance rubbed her temple. She had to admit the truth was a little beyond belief.
“Come on, let’s get to Grandma’s house! I’m starving.” Scepter said, taking his great-grandmother’s silence as an admission of agreement.
Something about Specter’s lack of recognition depressed Puissance. She hated how her mood had suddenly shifted again, ebbing and rising like a wave. She usually had better control of her emotions. Was her new body defective?
Or is everything I’ve done in my life returning to haunt me?
“Mistress?” Solar Flare asked in concern.
“Banner, go without me. The cook will have a lovely meal already prepared for you.” Puissance said.
“But!” Banner said, surprised.
“Cousin Pru, is everything alright?” Scepter’s expression turned to worry. He couldn’t understand the sudden turn in the adult’s mood.
Puissance gave her great-grandfoal a slight smile. “It’s fine. The ice cream filled me up, and I have matters I need attending to. I’ll see you later.”
“Okay! I’d like to play with you again, Cousin Pru!” He gave her a hug, which Puissance accepted with a bitter smile.
After saying her goodbyes, Puissance left her progeny and wandered the streets of Canterlot. Solar Flare moved to follow, but a slight hoof gesture told her assistant that Puissance wished to be alone. It took some coaxing, but Solar Flare finally left her.
Puissance didn’t have a designation as she wandered the streets. The cold drove ponies inside, leaving her alone. She stopped at an observation platform and watched Canterlot’s great waterfall break into two by a rock protruding from the mountainside. In her younger years, she’d always enjoyed coming here with her late husband Midas. Even without the sun, the scenic mountainside view was breathtaking. It was a romantic spot they’d both loved. Dear Luna, how many years had it been since she’d come here?
Unexpected tears fell down her face as memories returned unbidden. Moments like this made her heart ache for her both late husbands. With nopony around, she didn’t fight back the tears. It was like she was a dam filled to burst.
Moving to this body has messed with my emotions. Damn you, Trixie! Still, it brought some relief to release these pent-up emotions of decades.
I’m the strongest mare in the world! How am I such a mess? Where did she go from here? The temptation to drop everything and begin a new life elsewhere stuck her hard. Why not? It would free her from every obligation Puissance’s previous life had thrust upon her.
Of course, if I did that, I couldn’t kick Trixie’s face into a curb. That image brought a smile of pleasure. But after Trixie’s enviable defeat, then what? How would she live her new life? Much to her shock, Puissance realized she hadn’t really considered it before. Did she truly wish to return to her old life? Her mind returned to North Star and Banner’s reaction to her new body. Puissance made a deep sigh, torn on her next course of action.
She walked towards her manor, moon lowered in the sky, turning the eternal night even colder and less hospitable, and Puissance shivered. Before she could break into a full sprint to run back home, a flash of red caught her attention. Puissance gasped and hid behind a wall as Trixie Lulamoon crept out of a building and ducked into an alley. The rest of her friends soon followed, and from their direction, it seemed likely they were heading towards the castle.
So, they’re finally moving to rescue Ditzy Doo’s daughter. It seemed fate was forcing her to make a choice. A myriad of possible futures flew through her imagination. Her mind settled on Scepter and the dark, sunless future Nightmare Moon promised.
“I guess I’ll have to help her,” Puissance said, surprised by her snap decision. Yet, she didn’t regret her choice. She hated to admit it, but Nightmare Moon needed to be stopped. Still allying herself with Trixie Lulamoon? How distasteful.
A sly grin formed on her mouth. While she refused to fight alongside Trixie, Puissance had no intention of impeding the Ranger’s mission. The mad alicorn needed to be stopped. While it was unclear if anypony could restore Luna’s mind, removing the mad alicorn from the throne won’t hurt. She’d show Nightmare Moon and Trixie her true power. Nopony in the world could match her power.
“It’s about time I show you Trixie Lulamoon that I’m a better hero than you’ll ever be.”
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“My sources tell me that Puissance is out with her great-grandfoal Flicker and is otherwise engaged in family matters,” Greengrass said. “This is the perfect opportunity to strike.”
Everypony nodded, eager to begin the mission. They each knew the plan and the part they’d play in it. Trixie hoped this would be the turning point. Soon they would restore Equestria and the world to their proper order. Of course, there would be fallout from Nightmare Moon disbanding the Night Court, but those were future Luna’s problems.
After some more discussion, the group broke up and Trixie joined Lyra, Bon-Bon, Cadance as they headed towards the castle’s main throne room. The others headed towards the guest quarters of the castle where Ditzy was staying. The Pink Ranger refused to part with her petrified daughter. An eerie quiet hung over the streets as they crept through them. Everypony drove indoors from the cold. It’s a good thing her trademark red cape had a heat enchantment on it.
As they crept towards a side entrance, Trixie noticed Bon-Bon was still lugging around the suitcase she’d had back on the Friendship Express and raised a quizzical eyebrow.
“You’re still carrying that thing?”
“Oh, this?” Bon-Bon gestured towards the suitcase. “It’s something we’ll need later. It might be vital in finally defeating Nightmare Moon.”
“Wait, what?” They had something like that all along? Why didn’t Bon-Bon mention anything sooner?
“That’s Bons for you! Always prepared for anything!” Lyra puffed out her chest in pride.
“Really?” Cadance’s eyes widened in amazement.
Before Trixie could ask the million questions on her mind, Lyra’s marefriend stopped her. Much to the Red Ranger’s surprise, Bon-Bon looked down, grieved by something.
Bons’ voice broke a little as she spoke. “It’s a weapon only all the Rangers together can use.”
Trixie blinked. “Huh?”
“You’re strongest together,” Bon-Bon said. “Unstoppable. Once we free Ditzy, Nightmare Moon is finished. Just wait a little longer.”
“Bon-Bon.” Lyra’s voice trailed off, consumed with pent-up emotion.
Yeah, won’t it be nice to fight all together again? Trixie froze when a thought struck her. “Wait a minute, why do you have this superweapon, anyway?” Bon-Bon was a candy maker. She didn’t have the resources to make a superweapon.
Bon-Bon ignored the question and hid the suitcase in a bush outside the castle for later retrieval. It would only get in the way during their rescue mission. Trixie pressed the question, but only received an irritating silence in return. One day, she’d figure out Bon-Bon’s secret.
“Uh, guys. I think they’ve spotted us.” Lyra said in alarm. “There’s someone following us!”
“I noticed that five minutes ago,” Trixie said calmly.
“What? How they’d even notice us? We’re invisible!” Lyra sounded annoyed that Trixie wasn’t more concerned.
“Knowing the princess, she has illusion detectors,” Trixie replied. “It’s simple magic. There’s probably like a thousand Ranger Killers ready to swarm us right now.”
“What?!” Lyra said with a growing alarm. “You knew this was going to happen?!”
Trixie rolled her eyes. “Wasn’t our plan to draw their attention?” She gave Bon-Bon an almost imperceptible nod, who returned it. With remarkable stealth and speed, the candy maker disappeared into the shadows, vanishing from sight. Step one of their plan was complete. Trixie noticed a smug Nightmare Moon watching them from a window, certain she had her prey in her clutches.
“It’s morphing time, Ursa!” Trixie suddenly jumped into the air, leaping right towards the window Nightmare Moon watched them from. She pressed a button on her morpher and fire blazed from her sword. Equestria’s Queen whinnied in shock as she saw Trixie’s blade coming towards her.
“Searing Blade!” The entire corridor exploded in flame.
“How dare you!” Nightmare Moon’s voice howled with rage as she tore herself from a wall. Plaster and chips of stone rained upon her head. Much to Trixie’s dismay, her Searing Blade attack had inflicted little damage. Instead, she’d only ticked the alicorn off.
“You have got the be kidding me!” Lyra groaned before pulling out her morpher. “It’s morphing time, Cygnus!” In a single leap, she joined her leader in the half-destroyed hallway.
A slight smile appeared on Cadance’s mouth as she flew towards her allies. “Starting things with a bang, huh?” She extended her wings, and pink energy gathered around her horn, readying a spell.
“You’ve betrayed me as well, Cadance?” Equal parts fury and pain filled Nightmare Moon’s voice.
Despite her voice wavering a moment, the Cavallian princess gave her adopted mother a stern glare. “We don’t have a choice. Those jewels around your neck have corrupted your mind! They’ve transformed you into something you’re not!”
“Silence!” Nightmare Moon stomped her hooves, cracking the marble floor. “I am their master, just like I’m the master of the world! You speak of corruption, but I’ve only realized a truth which I’ve missed for years.”
The alicorn’s eyes blazed with a mad intensity before giving a devilish grin. “It matters not. You have foalishly brought my former student before me. Once she falls, her allies will soon follow!”
Nightmare Moon extended a hoof, and a scythe appeared behind her. Its blade planted itself deep into the ground. Much to Trixie’s shock, the marble where the scythe touched crumbled to pieces, and the blade glowed with dark energy. Where did she get this trick? Was this Nightbringer’s true power? Nightmare Moon spun the weapon around her body before aiming it towards her former student.
“I am Queen Nightmare Moon, and I am death! I will cast you all into endless oblivion!”
“And I am Trixie Lulamoon, Ursa Red! For the sake of everypony and yourself, I’m taking you down!”
In a flash, Nightmare Moon appeared behind Trixie. Their blades collided, metal scraping against metal. The two combatants glared as they faced each other. Inwardly, both sadness and fury raged within the Ursa Ranger’s heart. Despite loving the mare before her like her own mother, Trixie needed to defeat her, whatever it took. Like smoke, Nightmare Moon vanished before the Ranger’s eyes, transforming into inky blackness, before appearing above her, weapon falling with all the inevitability of night. Trixie jumped out of the scythe’s path and whipped her sword towards Nightmare Moon’s exposed chest, but her opponent blocked it at the last moment. Seeing this as a perfect opportunity, both Lyra and Cadance shot energy bolts towards Nightmare Moon. The alicorn once again transformed into darkness, and the attacks passed harmlessly through her. Moments later, Nightmare Moon reappeared several hooves away.
“You’ve gotten stronger. Your unlimited potential is a frightening ability.” Nightmare Moon mused, her scythe cutting through the marble floor as she played with her weapon. “I see why my sister was never a match for you.” With a stomp of her hoof, six Ranger Killers smashed through the windows.
“Yet, it still isn’t enough. I won’t go easy on you this time. Expect no mercy, Trixie Lulamoon.” Nightmare Moon cackled in delight as her living weapons moved to surround their queen’s enemies.
“Is this all you’ve got? A few Mooks?” Trixie replied, her voice smug. “Can’t say I’m terribly impressed. Scared to fight us alone, oh Mighty Queen Death?”
Nightmare Moon’s eyes lit with rage. It took a visible effort to regain her calm, but then she smiled. “I see what this is, a distraction to rescue Ditzy Doo’s daughter. Foalish. My Ranger and Puissance will take care of any rescue team you’ve concocted. I will show you what a mistake it was to confront me!”
The two gems around Nightmare Moon’s neck glowed with dark energy, which flowed into the alicorn. Trixie screamed as Nightmare Moon’s scythe tore into her armor. The wound burned, tearing apart her very life energy. Unperturbed, however, Trixie slashed her sword forward, but her opponent transformed into darkness. The Ranger screamed again as her former mentor slashed her across the neck.
Trixie’s attacks continue to hit empty air. She might as well be fighting smoke. She attempted to use illusions, but Nightmare Moon’s speed made them useless. Her friends rushed to her aid, but the Ranger Killers intercepted them. It left Trixie with Nightmare Moon, alone and helpless. Another slash sent Trixie flying across the room, destroying a pillar. Trixie stood on shaky hooves as Nightmare Moon approached, a smug expression on the alicorn’s face.
“The Uranus and Neptune gems give me unstoppable power. You never stood a chance.” Nightmare Moon said.
Trixie slashed her weapon across the air. “I’m not finished yet!”
Nightmare Moon frowned before shaking her head. “Very well. I see you still haven’t learned your lesson!”
A scythe blade flew towards Trixie’s head, but much to the alicorn’s amazement, the Ranger blocked with her sword. Trixie pressed her attack, but Nightmare Moon only returned to her shadow form. The queen’s next attack sent her through a wall, but Trixie intercepted the next one. Nightmare Moon screamed in pain as Trixie drove her forehead and horn into the alicorn’s face.
“You hit me!” Nightmare Moon staggered for a moment, before disappearing before Trixie could launch another attack.
“You’re not invincible, Nightmare Moon!” Trixie shouted to the heavens. “Come on! Don’t tell me you’re finished already!”
Trixie screamed as Nightmare Moon slashed her across the back, but in turn, she grimaced in pain as the Ranger’s back leg connected with her face. The alicorn vanished before Trixie could complete her sword’s swing arc.
You’re fast, Nightmare Moon. But you can’t transform into shadow instantaneously. It’s only a split moment, but it’s enough to defeat you!
Yet, despite her best efforts, her opponent was too powerful. Nightmare Moon began cheating by summoning illusions of her own, summoning countless Nightmare Moons to confuse Trixie. They circled around her, and their mocking laughter echoed through the castle hallway. From every side, her opponent bombarded Trixie with slashes. The Ranger got some lucky hits, but eventually, she collapsed from her injuries. While she hadn’t untransformed yet, Trixie wasn’t sure she could fight any longer.
“Where are your jibs now, my former student?” Nightmare Moon said. “Your efforts were in vain.”
Trixie opened her mouth for a cutting retort, but a slash from Nightbringer threw her into a wall, and she lost her transformation. She tasted iron in her mouth. Nightmare Moon had given her a real beating.
“Trixie!” An alarmed Lyra cried from another room, but more Ranger Killers appeared to stop her from interfering.
“Despite everything, I will be merciful. A thousand years as a stone statue will teach you a valuable lesson in respect and loyalty!” Nightmare Moon’s horn glowed with energy.
This is it. Trixie’s body refused to move. Instead, she closed her eyes and waited for her end to come. Could somepony survive as a statue for a thousand years? She was about to find out.
Sorry Ditzy, I failed you. Before Trixie’s former mentor could deliver the coup de grâce, a new pony entered the room, momentarily pausing Nightmare Moon’s hoof.
“Ah, Puissance, you’ve arrived at last.” Nightmare Moon said. “Perfect. I fear Trixie’s allies are up to mischief. Find Ditzy Doo and interrupt whatever they have planned.”
Great. I was hoping it would take longer for her to arrive. Trixie hated the idea of Puissance’s fake face being the last thing she’d see.
Instead of responding, Puissance attached her buckle and pulled out a disk. “Henshin.”
Nightmare Moon nodded and returned her attention to Trixie. She gave a devilish smile, and a bolt of energy shot towards her helpless opponent. Nightmare Moon screamed in surprise in pain as Magnific summoned her sword to destroy the petrification spell before slashing the alicorn across the chest.
“What the?” Trixie said, flabbergasted.
“What is the meaning of this, Puissance!” Nightmare Moon said, outraged.
“It means I’ve had enough of you, Nightmare Moon. For the world’s sake, I must defeat you.”
Behind the Rider’s helmet, Trixie heard a smug smile. “I’m not doing this to save you, Trixie Lulamoon. Let me show you how a real warrior fights!”
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“So, uh, we’re fighting your friend. Are you okay with this?” Lemon Hearts asked, her voice apprehensive.
“It’s fine. Once we save Dinky, everything will return to normal.” Carrot Top said. Lemon Hearts expected more, but the earth pony remained silent.
Of everypony to get stuck with. They seemed like nice ponies, but Raindrops barely spoke, and frankly, Carrot Top scared her. There was an intensity in the earth pony’s eyes that worried her. During their big meeting, the farmer had sent covert glances towards her boss, Fisher. When asked about it, Carrot Top replied that she didn’t buy his reformation for a moment. She was waiting for the ex-noble to screw up so she could break every bone in his body. The mare spoke these words with the utmost sincerity.
Don’t worry about that. You have a mission to complete!
They’d taken a back entrance and were sneaking through the back halls. Trixie’s hoof-drawn map had been helpful, but unnecessary. As a party planner, she’d visited the royal castle many times. At every hour of the day, it unusually bustled with activity. Now, however, it was dead quiet with nopony in sight. Had Nightmare Moon scared everypony away?
Lemon Hearts’ morpher pulsed in her hoof, which worried her. Unlike the Galaxy Rangers, she drew from dark powers. While she was certain it still hadn’t affected her mind, she considered this little comfort. Despite Fisher’s reassurances, she feared becoming corrupted just like Ditzy and Nightmare Moon.
No, you’re strong! You can do this! We can save Ditzy! She screamed and jumped as an explosion rocked the castle.
“What the hey is that?!”
“Sounds like Trixie’s standard M.O.. Let’s hurry before Ditzy and Puissance can join the fight.” Without another word, Carrot Top darted forward. Raindrop nodded and joined her.
Lemon Hearts blinked, momentarily confused and taken aback before following. Her fellow Rangers were so cool! They could take anything in stride and keep fighting! One day, she’d be as stalwart and gallant as they were.
Right on cue, four Ranger Killers appeared before them, blocking their path, weapons ready to strike. Undaunted Raindrops and Carrot Top pulled out their morphers, rushing towards their new enemy.
“It’s morphing time, Hercules!”
“It’s morphing time, Scorpio!”
Not to be outdone, Lemon Hearts joined them. “It’s morphing time, Pluto!”
The sharp edges of the upcoming Ranger Killer’s spikey fist scraped against her newly formed helmet as she darted forward, dodging the incoming punch at the last moment. Pluto’s twin swords appeared in her hooves and she spun around, slashing the monster’s armor. The creature staggered for a moment as sparks flew from its armor. She shifted into shadow, appearing behind the creature’s back, but its twin spiked fists drove Pluto back as it spun around before the Ranger could target its weak point at the back of its neck.
Her fellow Rangers’ situation wasn’t much better. Carrot Top was fending off two Ranger Killers with her shield. Raindrops was being driven back by the extended arms of her opponent, its reach driving the Black Ranger further back. Despite her best attempts, Raindrops wasn’t quick enough to evade its attacks. The pegasus cried out in pain as one of the chained spiked balls struck her in the neck. Instead of fleeing, Raindrops grabbed the ball with a hoof and gripped the chain with another. Using her tremendous strength, she tore the monster off its feet, dragging it from its feet and yanking it towards her. Screaming a battle cry, Raindrops charged forwards, meeting the monster in mid-air with her axe. Sparks flew as the blade struck the creature’s chest armor. Black shadow leaked from its wound, and it staggered, almost knocking into a nearby pillar.
“Wave Cleaver!”
Roaring with fury, Raindrops drove her weapon harder into the vulnerable point on her opponent’s chest. The sound of metal being hacked apart echoed through the hallway as the Black Ranger tore through the monster’s armor with brute force. Much to Lemon Hearts’ astonishment, the Ranger Killer exploded as Raindrops ripped the creature apart.
Why dodge when you can tear everything apart with your bare hooves, I guess.
The two Ranger Killers cornering Carrot Top drove the Yellow Ranger back. But the earth pony deflected each of their attacks. A spike ball swung at her from behind, but Carrot Top only flipped over the attack and struck the offending Ranger Killer with the tip of her shield. It staggered back, but its fellow took advantage of the distraction, swinging from behind. Carrot Top, however, caught the attack with a hoof. A strike from her shield drove the monster several hooves back. Giving her fellow Ranger a slight nod, she kicked the Ranger Killer with all her strength towards Raindrops.
“Wave Cleaver!” The Ranger Killer exploded as Raindrops drove her axe into the back of the monster’s neck.
Carrot Top’s kick knocked the other Ranger Killer off-balance as she struck it in the leg, causing it to topple forward. The Yellow Ranger swung around and drove her shield’s edge into the creature’s neck. The Ranger Killer flailed around on the ground for a moment even after Carrot’s blow severed its head from its neck. Lemon Hearts gapped. Even the remaining Ranger Killer seemed taken aback at how quickly and brutally the Galaxy Rangers had dispatched their fellows.
“Huh, they are pretty weak in the neck.” Carrot Top said, conversationally. “Their tactics are simple, too. They aren’t so dangerous without Nightmare Moon guiding their actions.”
Oh crap! I look so lame if I can’t finish this Ranger Killer by myself!, thought Lemon Heart.
Lemon Hearts charged forward, striking her blades against her opponent’s armor. It staggered somewhat, but she didn’t have the insane brute strength Raindrops had. She wasn’t trying to break through its armor, though. Instead, Lemon Hearts used her lightning-fast movements to confuse and daze her opponent, appearing in several places at once. The creature’s twin spiked maces were quick, but she noticed what her fellow Rangers had. Its attacks were predictable. It allowed her to stay a step ahead. Covertly, she struck at the back of its neck when its head was turning. While she wasn’t powerful enough to blow its head off, she still inflicted some serious damage.
From its movements, Lemon Hearts could tell she’d agitated her opponent with her continual strikes, and its spiked maces began glowing with her energy. It was preparing its most devastating special attack. Its fists extended, and its chained maces swung wide, shattering any stone it contacted, but Lemon Hearts had been ready for this. While dodging a swipe, the Pluto Ranger threw one of her swords towards the creature’s neck. With her other hoof, she punched the butterfly sword in mid-air, increasing its speed. Her aim was true, and the Ranger Killer froze mid-flail as it lost its head.
Yes! I didn’t even need to use my special attack! Lemon Hearts sighed in relief. She hadn’t been certain it would work. While she couldn’t see the other Rangers’ faces, she could tell they were giving her looks of approval, which brought warmth to her belly and a goofy grin to her face behind her mask.
They each went rigid as a figure approached, ruining their victory celebration. It was Ditzy Doo. She gave them an icy glare and pulled out her duo morphers.
“Trixie isn’t with you? Are you planning something?” Ditzy snorted. “No matter. Three on one won’t save you. I’m presenting your corpses to the queen.”
A shiver went down Lemon Hearts’ spine. Dear Luna, she wasn’t serious, right? The Pink Ranger’s eyes were void of any kindness or warmth, only coldness and wrath. Was that her imagination, or was snow gently dropping around the pegasus?
“It’s morphing time! Dual Morph. Sagittarius! Venus!” The Ranger slammed the two morphers together, and they interlocked, being one.
This was it. The real fight had begun at last.
---
“Would you like some scones?” Cheerilee asked, presenting the treat to Spike to have with tea.
Before he met Celestia, he’d never dreamed of drinking anything as wussy as tea. But the sun princess always insisted that he should join her for elevenses. The ritual soon became a habit. Some of his fondest memories involve quiet contemplation with his princess in the castle library.
A stab of worry struck Spike as he watched his zebra friend brew her miracle potion. The ingredients were good, but the concoction needed exact components. Turns out buffalo hair was a key component of the potion. Zecora wasn’t certain bison fur would be a suitable substitute. They were basically the same species, but magic was a tricky and sensitive beast. The slight alteration could alter the potion potency. Worse, it might drastically change its effect altogether. With the situation in Canterlot worsening, they couldn’t afford the time and effort required to retrieve the correct ingredients.
“I’d like some too.” Twilight levitated a biscuit to her plate and sipped at her tea. It calmed her nervousness somehow. She hadn’t taken the news that the crown wanted Trixie, dead or alive, very well. As usual, the Ursa Ranger was causing a heap of trouble again. Was it possible for Trixie to go a week without causing some incident? They’d only been gone two days!
Smoke filled Zeroca’s little shack as she dropped the bison hair into the concoction. To Spike’s nose, it smelled like peppermint and day-old yogurt. The liquid bubbled, changing from a green color to a milky white. The zebra nodded in satisfaction and poured the brew into several glass containers.
“Pour this on the statue and Nightmare Moon’s curse will dispel.” Zecora hoofed the potions over to Twilight. “With luck, Dinky Doo’s love will make the darkness gripping her mother’s heart quell.”
Twilight gave a grave nod and levitated the concoctions into a saddlebag. “This nightmare is almost over. We should see the sun in the morning, guys!”
“The sun princess will bring the sun to its proper place,” Zecora replied. “Despite Nightmare Moon efforts, the sun isn’t so easy to replace.”
Spike noted everypony was skirting around the fact the rejuvenation potion might completely fail. But they had no other choice. They had to work! Otherwise, the alternative would be unthinkable. He would restore his princess, whatever the cost. But where was Nightmare Moon keeping her petrified sister? The castle gardens, maybe? Would the insane alicorn be tasteless enough to put her sister on display? Spike opened his mouth to make some suggestions when he froze. White drops of snow were gentle, landing against the hut’s windows.
Huh? It wouldn’t be winter for another few months. Had the weather ponies grabbed the wrong cloud?
“It’s snowing out.” Spike pointed towards the window, interrupting his friends’ conversation.
Twilight only shrugged. “It’s the Everfree Forest. They have strange weather all the time. Ponies can’t control the weather here.”
Zecora shook her head. “Even the chaotic Everfree follows the season. Even here it doesn’t snow without reason.”
“Guys, you need to look at this!” Cheerilee pointed outside. Everypony ran outside and gaped when they saw what the teacher meant.
“Impossible.” Twilight’s voice was tight. “What could cause that?”
Above Canterlot was the biggest snowstorm he’d ever seen. Or was it a tornado? Spike couldn’t tell. It shot frigid air in every direction, coating everything in snow and ice. The entire Canterlot Mountain seemed frozen solid. Worse, the storm’s size was increasing.
“If I could hazard a guess, Trixie’s in the thick of it.” While alarmed, Cheerilee’s voice was more measured. Spike envied that calm. He feared this storm might be powerful enough to destroy Equestria.
“No doubt.” A grim smile grew on Twilight’s face. “Let’s go! We don’t have time to waste!” Despite his terror and misgivings, Spike chased after the Rangers, joining them in their Zord, waving their zebra friend goodbye. He swore he’d see this nasty incident to the end and hopefully not get frozen into a Spikesicle in the process.
“You swore loyalty to the crown, Puissance.” Nightmare Moon narrowed her eyes. “Why are you doing this? I offered you your heart’s desire and more.”
Puissance only shrugged in response. “It wasn’t enough. This entire situation has gotten out of control.”
“What? So now you develop a conscience?” Trixie said, skeptical.
Puissance ignored her. What the annoying mare said didn’t matter. Puissance lived her life however she wanted, always had. She didn’t bother caring about the ignorance of others. Despite burning her bridges with the crown forever, Puissance felt elated, and a strange warmth grew in her chest. Since Nightmare Moon revealed herself, Puissance felt she was trotting down the right path for the first time.
“Very well! You’ve dug your own grave, Puissance. I’ll make you pay for this,” Nightmare Moon readied her scythe, eyes eager for revenge.
“If you can,” Puissance summoned her own weapon, and the combatants squared off, circling each other.
Each waited for their opponent to act first. Despite her bravado, the Rider wasn’t certain she was powerful enough to defeat the mad alicorn. From the shadows, she’d watched Trixie’s failed fight against Nightmare Moon. The queen proved stronger than Puissance had expected. It didn’t matter. Magnific’s might was unbeatable.
“I’ll just wait here on the ground, I guess,” Trixie said, but everypony ignored her, focusing on more important matters.
In a flash, Nightmare Moon disappeared, and twenty copies of her appeared around Puissance. Despite being surrounded, Magnific kept her ground, waiting and watching. Try as she might, piece the illusions proved impossible. Instead, she prepared to act when her opponent struck. She didn’t need to wait long. Illusionary scythes passed through her as Puissance waited for the real Nightmare Moon. Her sharp hearing caught the sound of Nightmare Moon’s outtake of breath, and her sword blocked Nightbringer, catching the weapon from within its curved blade. Her triumph was short-lived as she soon howled in pain as Nightmare Moon kicked her across the room from behind.
“What?” Pain erupted in Puissance’s chest as another Nightmare Moon copy punched her in mid-air, and the stone floor cracked as a body struck it.
Nightmare Moon’s mocking laughter echoed through the chamber, and Puissance pushed herself back to her hooves. The Nightmare Moons were dancing around her, each wearing a smug smile.
“Clones too? Cheap trick.” Trixie said. “I never realized you were skilled enough to use both clones and illusions.”
I’ve underestimated her. Puissance recalled rumors that Luna could split herself into multiple copies. She hadn’t cared enough to investigate such stories. It was a mistake that would cost her.
“I’ve never needed to use my full ability for battle.” Nightmare Moon said. “Even against my sister in ancient days. It will be an entertaining learning experience for both of us.”
“Let’s even the playing field then.” Magnific withdrew a yellow disk and inserted it into her buckle.
Storm Mode.
Sharp winds surrounded Puissance’s blade, distorting the surrounding air. Illusionary Nightmare Moons wavered as the shift in the air struck them. Only four copies remained visible after Magnific’s attack. After studying Trixie’s annoying illusionary skills, the Rider knew exactly how to counter them.
“Impressive.” Nightmare Moon said. “This battle will prove most entertaining. As the alicorns moved to surround their opponent, Puissance noticed snow hitting against a far window. She didn’t have time to consider the strange phenomenon, readying her sword to confront Nightmare Moon.
Puissance watched with bated breath, waiting for her opponent to make the first move. She jerked in pain as a Nightmare Moon appeared from nowhere, slashing her across the chest. Magnific swung her sword wide but stumbled as another Nightmare Moon barreled into her. The other three alicorns took advantage of her weakness and ravaged the helpless Ranger with their scythes.
The pain burned Puissance’s entire being. It was like her soul was being ripped apart from the inside. A swing of her sword summoned a whirlwind and threw the three Nightmare Moon away from her. Puissance pulled out a red disk, inserting it into her buckle.
Blaze Mode.
“I haven’t lost yet!” Flames surrounded her sword, and she unleashed a trail of fire, swinging towards the three Nightmare Moon. Puissance winced in pain as another Nightmare Moon appeared from nowhere and slashed across her back. The attack sent her fire off course, melting a nearby wall instead.
A sheet of white blew in from the hole, filling the corridor with snow. Somehow a terrible storm had formed outside, but Puissance didn’t have time to consider such matters. The Nightmare Moons left trails in the snow as they approached, and Magnific held her sword tight, ready for whatever trick they had planned. Metal clashed against metal as Puissance blocked Nightbringer, only for her soul to scream in agony again as another Nightmare Moon slashed her before she could react. She winced as another alicorn kicked her, throwing her across the room. Snow covered her prone form as the storm outside worsened even further.
In the distance, Trixie watched the fight, tapping her chin in thought. Seeing Trixie only spurned Puissance on, not wanting to appear like a foal in front of the annoying mare. Magnific withdrew a blue disk and inserted it into her belt.
Wave Mode.
The four Nightmare Moon pounced on Puissance at once. Despite summoning tidal waves to blow her opponents back, she screamed in pain as they slashed her body. While as Magnific, the Rider could endure a considerable amount of damage, Nightmare Moon’s Nightbringer somehow negated that benefit, attacking her very soul.
“You fight valiantly, Puissance.” The Nightmare Moons said. “But your inexperience shows too greatly.” A kick sent her through a wall, and Magnific landed in a snowbank outside.
“I’m not finished yet!” Puissance snarled.
While she realized her opponent was winding her up, Puissance couldn’t help herself. It made her feel stupid and foalish. Snow collected on her armor as she considered her options, eager to turn the battle around. Much to her surprise, Trixie ran out through the hole Nightmare Moon created.
“There’s one real Nightmare Moon! The rest are still fakes!” Trixie screamed over the howling storm.
“What are you talking about?” Puissance snapped, not in any mood for the Ranger’s nonsense.
“No! Listen! Think about it! When Nightmare Moon attacks you with Nightbringer, only one does any real damage to you! That’s the real Nightmare Moon. The rest are using copies!”
Puissance readied a retort, but froze after absorbing Trixie’s words. The accursed annoying mare was right. Several scythes had slashed her, but only one had caused her searing pain. Why hadn’t she picked up on it sooner?
“Clever, my former student.” Nightmare Moon said, entering the storm. “You are correct, of course. Only one wields the real Nightbringer. The rest are only weaker copies constructed by magic. So, Puissance, how will you use this information? Will you at least make the fight more entertaining? So far, Trixie has proven herself as a more formidable opponent.”
The jib made Puissance’s blood blow, but she thought furiously as well. Why was Trixie so certain that the Nightmare Moon wielding the real Nightbringer was the original? Didn’t the clones have some autonomy of their own? She recalled hearing that the clone Lunas united their memories once they rejoined as one being. Was there a prime Luna that controlled the spell and kept it together? Did her scythe act as a focus for her magic? Puissance cursed, hating the need for baseless speculation. She knew almost nothing about magic. Still, it gave her something. If she could target the real Nightbringer, it might turn the fight around in her favor.
Puissance charged recklessly forward. A torrent of water slashed towards the nearest Nightmare Moon while her next attack targeted the one attacking her from the side. Her water attack missed, but her blade struck flesh. A flicker of pain passed over the Nightmare Moon’s face. While it lasted only a moment, the clone alicorn’s body rippled, losing its solidity. Agony filed Magnific as the other two Nightmare Moon wailed on her. As Trixie had described, one Nightbringer hurt her worse than the others. Puissance swung back in retaliation, but the real Nightmare Moon turned into smoke before her blade struck.
A kick sent Puissance flying, and the real Nightmare Moon solidified, attacking from above. Magnific’s armor disappeared in a flash as Nightmare Moon’s final slash struck, leaving Puissance bare and vulnerable to the world. Unbelievable! She, Puissance, had lost. She closed her eyes, preparing to endure the pain of hitting the cold, hard pavement. But warm, strong hooves grabbed her mid-air before she struck the ground. It was Trixie.
“Get off me!” Puissance pushed her rescuer away, mortified a mortal enemy had helped her.
“You realized we’re in a battle for our lives, right?” Trixie replied, raising an eyebrow. It only stoked Puissance’s temper.
“I don’t need anyone! Never have!”
The annoying mare only sighed and shook her head. “Really?”
Puissance snarled and stamped the ground. It caused a burning pain to pass through her hoof, but she didn’t care. How had she failed so badly? She was the world’s strongest pony! How could she fail? She never failed.
I failed. The pain of her loss hurt worse than any of the damage Nightmare Moon had inflicted on her.
Scepter, I’m sorry. Stange, failing to protect her great-grandfoal, weighed heavily on her mind. Why? She was fighting for herself, right? To protect what belonged to her?
Much to her surprise, Trixie patted her on the shoulder. “It isn’t over yet. We can still do this. Can you re-transform?”
“I don’t know.” The quavering in Puissance’s voice brought her pain and embarrassment. She hated looking weak. The Night Court had taught her long ago that weakness meant death.
“Still some fight left in you, my former student?” The Nightmare Moons asked in unison. “No matter. This fight is finished.”
Sparks flew, and the Nightmare Moons whinnied in surprise and backed up several steps, and several bolts of energy crashed into them.
”Seems I’ve arrived at the right time!” A familiar voice said. A white figure dropped from the sky, standing protective in front of them.
“Twilight!” Trixie exclaimed in utter delight.
“That’s right.” Night Light’s whelp, Twilight Sparkle spun her twin guns before entering a battle pose. “The White Corvus Ranger is here to save the day!”
The Nightmare Moons snorted. “Another interruption. How bothersome, but not unexpected I suppose.”
“Where the heck have you been, Twilight!” Annoyance crept into Trixie’s voice. “Did you fall asleep in a library or something?”
“It’s a long story. Cheerilee’s off dealing with whatever’s causing this horrible storm. Can you still fight? You look hurt.” Twilight Sparkle’s head gestured towards the blood dripping from her ally’s mouth.
Trixie smacked her hooves together and gave a cocky grin. “I was only taking a breather. Now I’m ready to go! It’s morphing time, Ursa!”
She’s still fighting? Trixie’s suicidal bravado baffled Puissance. She doubted one more fighter would change the course of this hopeless battle.
“Henshin.” But Puissance refused to be upstaged by anyone. Her movements were stiff and slightly painful, but she could still fight.
Trixie slapped Magnific across the back. “Good. Now stop trying to fight on your own. Together, we can beat this monster!” Despite herself, Puissance somehow believed Trixie’s words. The Ranger’s confidence infected her like a disease, making her believe the battle wasn’t hopeless.
“Fine, but only this once,” Puissance replied. “After this, we’re settling things.”
Despite her helmet, Puissance still sensed Trixie’s cocky grin. “Suits me just fine. Let’s beat this sucker!”
---
Cheerilee’s teeth chattered as she rushed through Canterlot’s frozen, barren streets. She used a hoof to guard her head, but the frigid wind and snow continued to whip against her face. The storm had worsened since she’d arrived in Equestria’s capital and the deep snow made getting around almost impossible.
“What is happening here? Despite not being a pegasus, Cheerilee sensed the pervasive wrongness of the storm. Above, the Canterlot Weather Patrol fought hard to contain the storm. But it was clearly beyond even their ability to stop.
Cheerilee fought forward, heading towards the epicenter of the storm. The frigid air became more intolerable, the winds almost impossible to fight against. The teacher feared she’d freeze to death before she reached her destination. Through the howling winds, the Ranger could hear clashing steel. Lightning flashed in the distance, and Cheerilee recognized it. Raindrops and the others were fighting something.
Who could it be, though? She’d left Twilight to fight against Nightmare Moon with Trixie while she investigated this bizarre storm. Was it some new enemy the Galaxy Rangers hadn’t encountered yet?
A familiar voice screamed out in pain. It landed in a crater several hooves away from Cheerilee’s position. The teacher hurried towards her friend’s side, and not even the storm could withstand her determined stride.
“Carrot Top, are you okay?” The impact of the Yellow Ranger’s landing had created a deep crater in the pavement. Water from broken pipes instantly froze as it touched the air.
“Cheerilee?” Carrot Top replied, her voice shaky. “Is that you?”
“I’m here. What’s happening?”
Instead of replying, the Yellow Ranger pointed up. Cheerilee followed her friend’s hoof, and her breath caught. Flying in the center of the terrible storm was a pink figure, familiar yet distorted. Questions died when she noticed Ditzy’s morpher and the familiar gem in its center.
“Q.” Cheerilee spat the name like a curse. She should have known. If that monster’s influence could twist the mighty Thunderbird’s mind, why not a Ranger also?
This must be Nightmare Moon’s doing. She has much to answer for.
“Sorry?” Carrot Top tilted her head in puzzlement, pushing herself back onto her hooves.
“It’s a long story. Short version, an extra-dimensional being called Q created the Planetary Gems. It’s behind much of the world’s suffering of late.”
Carrot Top nodded her head. “Makes sense. We’ve been trying to destroy her Venus Gem, but we can’t even get close. Raindrops is around here somewhere, but I’ve lost sight of her.”
“Don’t worry, I’m fine!” A green armored figure, pulling herself from a snow pile. “Think it knocked the wind out of me though.”
“Who are you?” Cheerilee asked in alarm. Her concern grew when she noticed her mare’s morpher. It was another of the Night Court Rangers.
“That’s Lemon Hearts. Fisher found her. She’s the Pluto Ranger.” Carrot Top said, catching Cheerilee’s reaction. “She’s fine. Her morpher stops the gems’ evil influence.”
“Hi!” The new Ranger gave Cheerilee a cheerful wave.
Cheerilee opened her mouth to reply, not entirely convinced by this statement. The teacher yelped in surprise when a sudden gust almost threw her clear off her hooves. Ditzy flew down towards them, bringing winds of a power Cheerilee had never seen before with her. Snow and frost clung to her mane and fur, and a chill that froze a pony to their bone washed over the Green Ranger.
“You’re here too, Cheerilee?” Ditzy said. “Another betrayal? Another pony trying to steal my Muffin from me?”
Ice formed around Cheerilee’s hooves as the shrill winds struck her. “No, I’m here to help! I don’t know if you can understand me, but a great evil lives in your Planetary Gem. It’s twisting you into something you’re not!”
“I don’t care! You wouldn’t get in the way of my Muffin!” Ditzy snarled.
While Cheerilee wasn’t sure what her friend was talking about, it confirmed her worst fears. Q’s influence had a complete stranglehold on poor Ditzy. Somehow, it was using her pegasus magic to create this world-destroying storm.
Cheerilee took a painful intake of breath, the cold burning her lungs. It was nothing compared to the agony of seeing her friend so twisted. Her pain turned to determination, and she pulled out her morpher. While she hated the idea of fighting a friend, the Green Ranger had little choice. If she wished to restore Ditzy Doo’s smile, they needed to win this. Bringing happiness was the reason she fought as a Ranger.
“It’s morphing time, Libra!” Cheerilee pressed a button on her morpher and summoned her whip. “I don’t know if you’re still in there, Ditzy, but I’m coming to save you! Ready Carrot?”
Carrot Top snorted and pulled out her shield. “As if you needed to ask.”
The two Rangers charged their opponent head-on. The winds surrounding Ditzy only blew them aside like a leaf in a hurricane. Despite her armor, the cold pierced her protection, making each movement stiff and awkward.
“Solar Sting!” But Cheerilee’s special attack barely pierced the storm barrier. Dear Luna, the fight had barely begun, and they were out of options. She kept fighting anyway, confident a solution would reveal itself.
The wind tore asunder buildings and pavement as Ditzy swung her staff, aiming towards her opponent’s. The cyclones were massive, but Cheerilee weaved around them, joining Carrot Top and Lemon Hearts in a tri attack. Unimpressed, the storm protecting Ditzy increased its intensity threefold, making approaching the Pink Ranger almost impossible.
“Keep fighting!” A voice said from above. “I’ve got a plan!”
Glad to see that Raindrops was well, Cheerilee rushed towards her opponent, screaming a battle cry. Her steps tore apart the pavement with each stride, but Cheerilee was gaining some ground. Her eye caught a black figure hovering above them. The Green Ranger was too busy fighting for her life to give the other Ranger much notice, but she trusted her friend.
With considerable effort, she joined Carrot Top and Lemon Hearts in facing her fallen friend. It was almost impossible to tell where Ditzy stood. The storm and winds hid her location.
“Use your special attack now!” Raindrops commanded, and a three Rangers did as instructed.
“Solar Sting!”
“Nova Crasher!”
“Reaper’s Touch!”
“It’s useless!” Ditzy raised her staff to blow her attackers away but froze in shock as Raindrops dive-bombed from the sky, axe in hoof. She was unprepared for what happened next.
“Wave Cleaver!”
With incredible power, Raindrop’s special attack sliced through the winds and storm. All three Rangers’ special attacks slipped through the barrier and Ditzy screamed in pain as they struck her, knocking her from the air.
“How did you do that?” Cheerilee asked.
“I’m a weather pony. It’s my job to understand storms.” Raindrops gave no further explanation, but Cheerilee caught her friend’s meaning. As a pegasus, Raindrops must have an instinctual understanding of how to disrupt storms. An impressive power.
“You’re so cool, Raindrops!” Lemon Hearts said.
“This isn’t over yet. That was just a lucky shot,” Ditzy said, extricating herself from a half-destroyed five-star rated restaurant. Much of its roof had collapsed. She pressed a button on her morpher, and impossibly powerful winds gathered around her staff. The winds whipping around at deadly speeds tore through anything they touched. Little remained of the once-grand restaurant.
“It’s time for my special attack. Gale of Destruction!”
Cheerilee’s heart raced, realizing the amount of havoc her friend was about to unleash. If they didn’t stop Ditzy’s attack, it would destroy not only Canterlot but the entire mountain range.
Spike screamed in terror as a sudden gust of wind threw him off balance. After waving his arms frantically, he somehow righted himself, getting his feet back on solid ground. What the heck was going on? The storm had looked terrible from Zecora’s hut, but appeared even more frightening in person.
“If I don’t find Celestia soon, all of Canterlot might freeze to death.” With the storm getting worse by the minutes, Spike figured only the sun princess could save them.
“This storm is not helping.” With surprising ease, Spike had infiltrated the palace garden. The gathering snow, however, cloaked everything in white. It was impossible to tell the endless statues apart. Their flat, grey color made them almost invisible against the blinding storm.
“This blizzard will bury me alive before I find anything!” The snow was already almost a hoof deep. His tiny legs had difficulty pushing through it.
From statue to statue, Spike ran. Yet none of them appeared to be his princess. His heart raced when he found one that matched the alicorn’s stature, but it was only a dumb statue of Princess Luna. In frustration, he kicked it. Spike cursed out loud as pain spiked through his leg. While superstition stated kicking a statue of the princess was bad luck, it made him feel marginally better. Spike froze as he heard hoof steps stomping in his direction.
“Hey, who’s there?” A familiar angry voice said, and a bat pony flew into the courtyard, scanning the surroundings.
Oh crap, it’s that Misty Moon jerk!
Spike searched for some place to hide. Seeing no better option, the dragon dove into a pile of snow, flattening himself against the ground. He fought back his shivering as the Lunar Guard walked around the garden, searching for any trespassers. His heart raced as a hoof landed inches away from his head. If Spike wasn’t careful, the batpony would trip over him. Trying to make as little noise as possible, he scooted around as Misty Moon walked over him, just avoiding getting stepped on.
“Darn it. I must be getting paranoid. It was probably just that bug pony. With any luck, it’s frozen to death.” Misty Moon said, after determining nopony was around. “Don’t lose heart, Misty Moon! All those other guards were cowards to abandon the queen. Not you. You’re faithful to the end!”
Yet, Misty Moon didn’t abandon the area, still unsatisfied. “I suppose a little more searching couldn’t hurt. I can’t afford to allow anypony near the statue. Queen Nightmare Moon is counting on me!”
The statue, that must be it! So, Celestia was here. What now, though? Spike peered through the snow at the retreating batpony. He’d bet his yearly salary the guard knew the statue’s location. Better yet, he was all alone, nopony around to protect him.
Should I? Spike was a big, tough dragon. Subduing a single guard shouldn’t be difficult, right? Besides, he figured the jerk deserved some payback for his casual cruelty. Yelling a battle cry, Spike pounced.
Misty Moon jerked in surprise at the unexpected noise and toppled over as the dragon crashed into him. After taking in a deep breath, Spike unleashed his fire breath, his opponent yelping in pain at his singed coat. He delivered a follow-up punch to the guard’s face. Much to Spike’s horror, however, it didn’t seem to inflict much damage. Instead, the Lunar guard only seemed annoyed.
“Well, well. What a treat! I didn’t expect to find you here, rat breath.” Misty Moon stood to his towering height, and Spike’s confidence faded. “The queen will be most pleased when I bring you to her.”
Spike wheezed in pain as he received a sudden kick to the sternum, knocking the breath from his lungs. He attempted to strike back, but the batpony’s armor protected him, making Spike’s blows useless. Pain exploded along his back as the guard kicked him from behind, then delivered several punishing blows to his head before finally stomping on his helpless opponent.
“Foal. Did you really think you could fight a royal guard?” Misty Moon took pleasure in beating his victim senseless.
Spike groaned as he laid helplessly on the ground, unable to even move. What a foal he’d been to think he stood any chance against Misty Moon. Tears of pain ran down his face as he received another punishing kick to the ribs.
“I suppose that’s enough.” Misty Moon said, satisfied with his work. “I have to make sure you’re somewhat presentable to the queen.”
Before he could lower his head to grab Spike with his teeth, an unfamiliar voice interrupted him. “That depends. Will you be presentable once I’m through with you?”
Much to both station’s surprise, a cream-colored earth pony mare appeared before them, blocking the path. Where the heck did she come from? With the snow so deep, why hadn’t he heard her approach?
“A hero, are you?” Misty Moon snorted in derision. “There’s a huge bounty on the rat’s head, and that’s easy money. Buzz off before you get hurt.”
Was this mare crazy? She didn’t even have a weapon, and she was facing a fully armored opponent. The Lunar Guard hadn’t even drawn his spear during his scuffle with Spike, seeing it as unnecessary. Yet, the mare seemed resolute in opposing Misty Moon’s way.
“Your funeral.” Misty Moon made a big show of approaching Spike’s rescuer with as much intimidation as possible. The mare, however, seemed unconcerned by his bravado. Instead, she seemed bored. This lack of reaction irritated the batpony, and he snarled as he swung a hoof at his target.
The growl quickly turned to a howl of pain as Misty Moon landed hard against the ground. Spike blinked. What the heck? He’d hardly seen the mare move.
“Lucky throw.” Misty Moon said through clenched teeth. He swung another blow towards the mare, but she dodged it with comical ease. Hooves moving like lightning, the mare grabbed the batpony and tossed him against a nearby statue.
“Wow.” Spike couldn’t believe his eyes. Who was this mare? A royal guard who defected, maybe? A kung fu master who loved statue gardens for some reason?
“No more playing around.” Spike gulped in fear as the guard pulled out his spear. The cream-colored pony, however, seemed unperturbed by this new threat. Was she crazy?
“Hiya!” The spear launched forward, ready to skew Spike’s rescuer. With swift grace, the mare slipped to one side. Misty Moon sputtered as he received a punch to the throat. The guard staggered back, releasing his weapon.
Spike’s rescuer grabbed the spear from the air and whipped the blunt end towards her attacker’s head. Eyes widening, Misty Moon tried scrabbling away, but he wasn’t quick enough. The batpony saw stars as the pole end of his spear struck against his temple, toppling him to the ground.
“Wow.” Spike had only blinked, and the fight was already over.
“Please, let me go!” Misty Moon whimpered as the mare grabbed him painfully.
“Are you okay?” Spike’s rescuer studied him for a moment. “You’re Spike, right? Trixie told me about you.”
“Yeah, I’m fine,” Spike said, trying to regain some of his dignity. “Who are you?” From Spike’s recollection, he was positive this mare wasn’t a Ranger. Was she some super ninja assassin Trixie employed? Her skills were unreal!
“My name is Bon-Bon.” The mare replied. “Why did you attack this guard? That wasn’t wise of you.”
Spike looked down, ashamed. “I was hoping he could tell me where Celestia’s statue was.”
“Ha! Jokes on you! It ain’t here!” Misty Moon said, wearing a smug smile. He yelped when Bon-Bon tightened her grip. “I’m a royal guard. You can’t do this to me!” The batpony whimpered pathetically, fighting back tears of pain.
“What?” Spike said, alarmed. “Where is she?”
Before Misty Moon could answer, Bon-Bon beat him to the punch. “She’s on the moon in your old castle. Trixie found it when she went there.”
“Oh, come on!” Spike threw up his claws in frustration. Had he gotten beaten almost to death for nothing?
“Don’t worry, we’ll get her,” Bon-Bon turned her attention to the whimpering Misty Moon. “Where is the filly’s statue?”
For a moment, the Lunar Guard looked like he wanted to protest, but Bon-Bon’s raised roof made him surrender the answer. “It’s over there.” He gave a strangled cry as Bon-Bon chopped him on the side of the neck, knocking him unconscious.
Bon-Bon squinted her eyes and brightened as she spotted her goal. “Perfect, it is here!”
“Filly statue?”
“Another one of Nightmare Moon’s victims. I’m sure Flitter is around here somewhere too.” Bon-Bon trotted over to a small statue, almost completely covered in snow.
Spike gasped when saw the filly’s face. He recognized her back during Trixie’s field trip to his princess’s castle. The filly had impressed him because she’d stood up to a furious sun princess without fear.
“How could Luna do this?!” Spike said, horrified and outraged.
Bon-Bon sighed with a pain that surprised him. “I wish I knew.”
“We need to revive her!” While it seemed reckless to reveal his secret weapon, Bon-Bon had saved his life. Besides, he couldn’t stand by and allow this outrage to pass.
“You aren’t getting any closer.” A voice said from everywhere, yet nowhere. Spike jerked in surprise, almost having the life spooked out of him. “The statue stays put.”
“Oh, you must be Scapula!” Bon-Bon said, breaking into a smile. “Amazing. Despite everything, you’re still protecting Dinky.”
“Yes, and you aren’t getting your hoofs on her!” Scapula growled. Spike backed away in fear as a tentacle monster erupted from the snow. It was beyond hideous, with stingers that dripped poison.
“What the heck is that thing?!” Spike turned on his heels to flee, but Bon-Bon didn’t seem concerned. The monster roared its horrible, monstrous, jagged teeth in Bon-Bon’s face, but the mare didn’t even blink.
“Scapula. We are only getting Dinky so we can reverse the curse. We have scientists working on the cure now.” Bon-Bon said, completely calm. “We’re trying to save her.”
“You lie.” Scapula spat.
“You’re trying to return her to normal?” A sudden realization struck Spike. “I have the antidote with me!”
Bon-Bon blinked. “What do you mean?”
While Spike wasn’t strong, he could at least do this. “I have a potion that de-petrifies ponies. Zecora made it.”
“Really!?” Bon-Bon lit up with excitement.
“You lie.” While the tentacle monster had difficulty believing his word, it hesitated. Was that hope of the hideous creature’s face?
“It’s right here!” Spike pulled a vial from his satchel, presenting it to the monster. He gapped in surprise as the monstrosity disappeared, transforming into a changeling. He snatched the potion from Spike’s claws and eagerly poured its contents onto the filly statue’s head.
“This must work. It has to work.” Scapula muttered to himself.
“You don’t need the whole thing!” Spike said, annoyed. Zecora’s instruction had said only a few drops of potion were required to free the frozen victim. The changeling didn’t even notice Spike’s words, focusing entirely on the statue.
Like a broken window, the cracks spread around the filly’s body, spreading further and further. A gentle blue glow emitted from the fractures. The light intensified until the statue exploded, stone fragments flying everywhere.
“Huh?” A soft voice said, blinking in confusion. “Where? What’s going on?” She shivered and wrapped her arms around her, trying to stay warm.
“Mistress Dinky, you’re okay!” Scapula leaped forward, scooping the tiny filly in his hooves, sobbing into her mane.
“Yeah, I’m fine, Scapula. Please stop it.” Dinky said, trying to push the much larger changeling away. Scapula only increased his wailing. Giant rivulets of snot dripped from his nose. The filly eventually caved in, hugging her friend back.
“I’m so glad you’re safe.” While Bon-Bon didn’t cry, she sniffed, overcome with emotion.
“What is going on? Why is it winter?” Dinky said, confused. She shivered. “Aren’t the weather ponies overdoing it a bit?”
“How much do you remember?” Bon-Bon asked.
“Um.” Dinky’s expression flattened, becoming more confused. Then a sudden realization struck her. “Right! Nightmare Moon! That jerk! I was just trying to be nice to her. Then, she turned me to stone!”
“So, that’s what happened?” Spike said. Was this to punish the Galaxy Rangers? If he recalled, Dinky was the Pink Ranger’s daughter.
“Spike, is that you? It’s been a while, hasn’t it?” Dinky’s eyes widened and her ears flattened. “How long have I been frozen? Where’s mom?”
“Oh, only a couple of days.” Bon-Bon waved a dismissive hoof before turning pensive. “About your mom. It’s complicated. She needs your help.”
Dinky blinked, having trouble comprehending this information. “What do you mean?” She yelped in surprise as a strong wind almost threw her off her hooves. Scapula grabbed her with ease, scooping her from the air. Spike wasn’t as lucky, landing face-first into the snow. The storm became even worse, reducing visibility to almost nothing. Spike almost couldn’t see the ponies standing a few hooves away from him.
“Is something wrong with Mistress Ditzy?” Scapula asked, allowing the filly to ride him.
Bon-Bon opened her mouth to reply, but the intense winds drowned her voice out. Spike’s heart almost stopped as enormous snow tornadoes formed in the sky. They appeared inches away from devastating Canterlot.
“There’s no time to explain,” Bon-Bon yelled over the intense winds. “Your mom is causing that. An evil has corrupted her. Nightmare Moon gave her the Venus Planetary Gem.”
“What?!” Dinky said, alarmed.
“Q?! This is that monster’s doing?” Spike replied. Q had twisted the mind of a Ranger also?
“Q who’s Q?” asked Bon-Bon, before shaking her head. “Anyway, Dinky, listen to me. Only you can break this evil controlling her mind! She won’t listen to anypony else. Only you can save her!”
“I.” Dinky’s voice cracked, more frightened than Spike had ever seen a pony. This entire situation was too much for the tiny filly. Yet, after taking a moment to compose herself, she gave a resolute nod. “Okay. Mom needs me. I can do this.”
Scapula gave an emphatic nod. “We’ll do whatever it takes! I’ll get her there!” Without another word, he ran towards the tornados of death, Dinky holding firmly to his back.
“I was hoping to form a more solid plan first.” Bon-Bon sighed. “But it’s for the best. Scapula is strong. Get on my back, Spike. We should follow them!”
Despite his terror at facing such an insane storm, Spike nodded. He’d sworn to face this situation to its end. Besides, with the Pink Ranger on their side, Nightmare Moon was toast! Hopefully. He held on tight as Bon-Bon’s powerful legs galloped against the intense winds. Despite their ferocity, they couldn’t sway the mare away from her task.
Yes, we can do this! Spike repeated this phrase to give him courage as they entered the worst of the storm, entering a solid coat of white.
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“Gale of Destruction!”
“We need to act, now!” Cheerilee yelled over the gathering winds. Much to Lemon Hearts’ horror, the storm kept increasing in power and size. It showed no sign of stopping. Anything not torn to pieces turned to solid ice, becoming dangerous projectiles in the intense winds. If they didn’t do something soon, untold devastation would hit her precious Canterlot.
“Raindrops!” Lemon Hearts gave the Black Ranger a desperate look, unsure what they could do.
“We can stop it.” Raindrops said with surprising confidence.
“Okay, just tell us what to do. You’re the expert here.” Cheerilee nodded, showing absolute confidence in her friend.
“Yeah.” Lemon Hearts’ voice wavered, but she remained resolute and ready to fight. Carrot Top nodded, ready for what her friend had planned.
Raindrops didn’t reply or even move. Instead, the Ranger spent the next few precious moments studying the deadly storm. After a few seconds, she nodded and ran towards the ever-growing storm, brandishing her axe. “Follow my lead.”
With no better alternative, Lemon Hearts followed with her butterfly swords levitating around her. Yet, the winds proved too powerful, pushing the Pluto Ranger back despite her great strength. In response, Carrot Top took charge, rushing forward with her shield extended outwards to block the winds, with Cheerilee following behind. Together they braved the storm, getting closer.
“It’s time to finish this!” Ditzy swung her bow forward, and the massive storm flew towards them at a frightening speed.
“At my mark, unleash everything you’ve got!” Raindrops yelled. Lemon Hearts had only caught snippets of the Black Ranger’s words but understood their meaning. Raindrops shouted more instructions, but they were completely inaudible. After shaking her head, Raindrops rushed forward and pointed a hoof at one spot in the white chaos.
“Now. Wave Cleaver!”
“Omega Crusher!”
“Reaper’s Touch!”
“Solar Sting!”
As Lemon Hearts unleashed her special attack, she realized they were attacking counter to the direction of the tornado’s rotation. Rainbow-colored energy tore apart the snowy winds, revealing black night beneath. For a split moment, it appeared their combined power would be strong enough to undo the gale. Despite their tremendous strength, however, it still wasn’t enough. The furious storm refused to die.
Searing pain coursed through her body as the tornado attempted to rip her apart. Her consciousness faded, everything turning dark, but Lemon Hearts refused to pass out. In her gut, she knew losing consciousness meant death and endured the endless agony. The pavement cracked as Lemon Hearts smashed into it. Moments later, her transformation failed. She made several pained breaths as she tried taking in air. Her body hurt everywhere, unsure she’d even have the strength to stand.
The other Rangers were just as injured. Raindrops wasn’t moving, unconscious and Lemon Hearts refused to think her condition was worse. Cheerilee was nowhere to be seen. Only Carrot Top had kept her transformation, shield extended, though her hooves wavered. The storm had somewhat subsided, and heavy snow blanketed the fallen Ranger’s bodies. Many of the surrounding buildings had suffered serious structural damage. A significant portion of the royal castle had collapsed, ruining a once-beloved landmark of the city.
We failed. Much to Lemon Hearts’ horror, a deep crack resided in her Planetary Gem. She could sense the power leaking from it. It wouldn’t be long before it shattered completely.
“Fake Ranger,” Ditzy said, voice scornful. She motioned to smash Lemon Heart’s morpher with a hoof, but a tiny voice stopped her.
“Mom, what are you doing?!” Lemon Hearts turned to find a small unicorn filly standing on a changeling’s back. Panic and concern filled the foal’s face.
The Pink Ranger momentary pause, studying the newcomer. Somehow, Dinky had been rescued from her stone prison! Much to everypony’s shock, Ditzy shook her head, and disdain filled her voice.
“Nice trick, Trixie.” The Pink Ranger said. “My Muffin is still frozen in stone. Your pitiful lies can’t fool me.”
Dinky’s eyes widened, and her mouth stood agape. Tears welled in her eyes. “Mom, no! It’s me Dinky! Your Muffin! Can’t you recognize me?”
“Lies!” Ditzy snarled, making her daughter flinch.
“Dinky, get back!” The changeling said in growing alarm as the filly’s mother raised her bow to strike.
No! Time slowed as Lemon Hearts made her decision. Without even conscious thought, she pushed herself to her hooves, morpher in her aura. Everypony else was too far away. Only she could save the poor filly from her deluded mother. Lemon Hearts understood what would happen to her if she lost her gem. But it didn’t matter. Despite not being a true Ranger, she’d sacrifice herself for the great good. Rangers protected the innocent no matter the cost.
“It’s morphing time, Pluto!”
“Die.”
Lemon Hearts’ body jerked as Ditzy’s staff struck her in the chest. Time seemed to slow as the Pluto Ranger fell to her knees, losing her last remaining strength. The agony coursing through her body muffled Dinky’s horrified screams. Her gem shattered into pieces, and she fell face-first into the snow. A strangled cry escaped her lips as her body went numb. The life sapped from her body, leaving her tired beyond belief. Her voice didn’t sound like hers, old and shaky. Like her boss Fisher, she’d aged several decades, losing much of her remaining life.
“Are you okay, Dinky?” Her voice was raspy, coughing as pain racked her chest.
“Miss!” Dinky ran over to her, and gentle tears fell onto Lemon Hearts’ face. Such a kind filly.
“No, Muffin?” Ditzy shook her head, horror clear in her voice. Sense had returned to the Pink Ranger, and the implications of actions became all too clear.
“Mom.” Dinky’s voice broke, unable to speak through her sobbing.
“No, I didn’t mean...” Ditzy shook her head so hard it looked painful.
“It’s okay. You weren’t in your right mind.” Bon-Bon said, putting a gentle hoof on her friend’s shoulder, trotting up to her, appearing from the storm. A baby dragon followed behind her.
“It wasn’t your fault.” The dragon said. “Your head was being messed with.”
“That Q! Making a pony go against her own daughter!” Cheerilee’s mouth twisted into a snarl before flattening her ears. “Poor Ditzy. I-I wish I knew what to say.”
“No!” Ditzy pushed Bon-Bon away and clutched at her head. “I didn’t mean. Muffin!”
“Ditzy.” Bon-Bon’s ears flattened, pained by her friend’s suffering.
“Wow, that’s…” The baby dragon said, lost for words, unable to comfort the mare.
“No!” Everypony jerked back as Ditzy screamed at the top of her lungs. For a moment, everypony feared she might attack again.
After gathering her courage, Dinky sprang forward, giving her mom a deep hug. “It’s okay, Momma. It’s okay.”
“Dinky!” Ditzy lost her transformation and hugged her daughter back. Her morpher clattered to the pavement, breaking into its two segments. As they shared the embrace, the surrounding storm dissipated, becoming a gentle snowfall. The mother sobbed, apologizing to her daughter repeatedly.
“It’s over.” Cheerilee closed her eyes, sharing her friend’s misery.
“Yeah.” Carrot Top said with complete misery.
Raindrops hesitated for a moment, then threw caution to the wind, throwing her large body over the smaller mares in an enormous group hug. Cheerilee was the next to join the group hug, whispering soothing words to her friend. Carrot Top soon joined the three, unable to hold back her tears. They shared this moment for a seeming eternity, and Lemon Hearts was happy for them. At least her sacrifice hadn’t been in vain.
“Guys, I’m sorry!” Ditzy continued her apologies, unable to say much else. “I never wanted to hurt you!”
“Poor girl.” The baby dragon’s fins sagged. “Another life hurt by Q. What now? Destroy it?” He stared down at the planetary morpher on the ground.
Cheerilee rubbed her temple. “I’m not sure we can. If we destroy it, we’ll only hurt Ditzy. It’s still connected to her somehow. But we can’t lock it away either. Eventually, somepony else will just find it and the whole mess will start again.”
“Q, was the thing speaking to my mind?” Ditzy had somewhat regained her composure, addressing the mare.
“Yes, it’s the evil that created the Planetary Gems,” Cheerilee replied.
So that was the evil she’d sensed within her gem? It had also tried to influence her mind. Fisher’s precautions hadn’t been enough. The Pluto Gem had fought against Lemon Hearts to prevent her from throwing herself in front of Dinky. This act of selflessness seemed to burn the evil dwelling within her gem.
Ditzy’s expression turned hard, and she pushed away from her friend and reached for her Planetary Gem. The Ranger gave Lemon Hearts a quick glance, studying the consequences of the Pluto Gem’s destruction.
“Ditzy, you can’t be thinking what I think you’re thinking,” Bon-Bon said, alarmed.
“Yeah, it’s a terrible idea!” The baby dragon added.
“Momma?!” Dinky jerked to attention, fear evident on her face.
“No, you can’t! What about your daughter!” Cheerilee said, alarmed.
“Yeah, this isn’t a good idea. You know the consequences.” Carrot Top turned pensive. Raindrops’ ears dropped. But unlike the others, she had no desire to argue.
“I have to do this.” Ditzy gave her daughter a gentle smile. “Unless I break our connection, I can’t be free of Q’s evil. It will only reach out and try to corrupt me again. None of us are safe until I destroy this cursed thing.
“No, don’t do it!” Dinky pleaded, with tears in her eyes.
“Sorry, Muffin, but momma needs to do this.” Her voice cracked. “It hurts knowing I’ll likely miss most of your life now, but this gem scares me more. I can’t stand the thought that I might hurt you again, Dinky.”
“Momma…”
“I’m proud of you, remember that.” Ditzy’s voice cracked, tears flowed unabated. “I love you.”
Rage filled Ditzy’s features as she stamped down towards the gem. There was a moment of hesitation, Q attempting to stop her. But the Pink Ranger’s determination was too powerful, and the Venus gem shattered.
Like Lemon Hearts, Ditzy’s youth drained away, leaving only an old crone. But the mare only smiled, not regretting her decision for a single moment.
“A little awkward fighting at this age, but I look forward to kicking Nightmare Moon’s flank.” Ditzy made a croaking laugh. “Are you guys ready? Trixie’s off fighting. She’ll need our help.”
“Yeah.” Carrot Top sniffed, but nodded.
“She will pay for this.” Raindrops’ expression hardened.
“I’ll look after Lemon Hearts. Please be careful,” Bon-Bon said.
Dinky sniffed, whipping her eyes of tears. “Yeah, we’ll watch over her. Kick some major butt, mom!”
“You can count on us!” The changeling gave a salute.
“Yeah, good luck!” The former Pluto Ranger gave a weak smile and watched the four Rangers head towards the sound of battle across the castle. Strangely, the dragon followed them.
“There they go.” Lemon Heart still didn’t have the energy to rise. Instead, she laid back, enjoying the cold cobblestone floor.
No regrets! Somehow, it didn’t sound like an excuse to make herself feel better. She’d done her duty as a Ranger and pride beamed in her heart.
Nightmare Moon grunted in pain as Twilight sprayed the alicorn and her copies with bolts. In response, the duplicates vanished into mist that circled around their opponents.
“Long, short. One’s real, and the rest are copies.” Trixie said, backing against her friend in a defensive position. Magnific joined them, sword ready to fight.
“That makes sense!” Twilight said with the utmost fascination and curiosity. “The spell needs a core to function properly. They work as a sort of miniature hive mind with a prime pony as its core. Yet, the copies are also capable of acting on their own initiative. Although, nopony’s quite certain if they have actual free will or not. It’s quite fascinating. In my research, I’ve never heard of anypony using it in battle. The spell is too difficult to maintain. I doubt even Luna could do it. The Planetary Gem must provide an extraordinary amount of power.”
“Yeah…” Trixie had only caught one of every five words of that hurried, excited explanation.
“Pst. What’s with the other Trixie? Is she some failed clone Nightmare Moon cooked up?” Twilight lowered her voice to a whisper. “I’ve heard she has been experimenting with CRISPR technology.”
“That’s Kamen Rider Magnific. She’s actually Puissance.” Trixie said. “It’s a long story. She’s tried to save herself from old age by transferring into a new body.” Only the heavens knew why it was her body. Although, if you had to choose a new body, hers was S class.
“Really?” Twilight said, amazing. “I’ve read that body transference is impossible. The soul just rejects the new body.”
Trixie only sighed. “Beats me. Pure bloody-mindedness?”
Twilight nodded like this explained everything. “Makes sense. Hey, Puissance. Can I interview you after we finish this battle? Your new body would make an excellent subject for a research paper!” The eggheaded mare almost danced with joy at the prospect.
“No! Focus on the battle, you foal!” Puissance replied in irritation.
“She could have just given a simple no,” Twilight said, muttering under her breath. The refusal dampened her spirits somewhat.
The smoke floating above them charged, and scythes appeared in a split second, just long enough to slash her opponents across the chest without giving the Rangers and Rider a chance to retaliate. The Nightmare Moons’ attacks were relentless, and her opponents were helpless to fight back. They were just too quick. Twilight summoned a protective shield, but it provided little protection against the onslaught.
Twilight screamed in pain, grabbing at her chest when one of the Nightmare Moon’s scythes slashed against it. Trixie assumed that must be the real Nightbringer. “This isn’t working. Hold on.” In a flash, the mare teleported away, leaving her allies at Nightmare Moon’s mercy.
“She’s right. Bunching together isn’t helping us. Separate!” Trixie winced as she received another slash across the chest, but a rolling leap sent her across the room, drawing three of the Nightmare Moons after her. It seemed she wasn’t the most popular pony among the alicorns. Thankfully, the Nightmare Moon Trixie assumed was the core Nightmare Moon was amongst their number.
Out in the open, Trixie found it easier to dodge Nightmare Moon’s attacks. Dogged as she was, however, provided little opportunity to strike back. During a roll to avoid a scythe to her neck, Trixie misjudged her step and slipped, leaving her helpless on the ground. The Nightmare Moons pounced, eager to rip their prey to pieces. They screamed as Twilight appeared above them and peppered them with bolts as they materialized.
Trixie used this opportunity to rush forward and slash towards a random Nightmare Moon. Her opponent blocked Trixie’s sword with her scythe and ripped the Ranger’s sword from her hooves with a powerful twist of her weapon. Pain coursed through Trixie’s body, but it was clear this wasn’t the core Nightmare Moon. Regardless, Trixie accepted the pain and thrusted her hoof forward. The blow drove the Nightmare Moon back, grimacing in pain.
The other two Nightmare Moons returned to smoke before Twilight’s onslaught could inflict any more damage. Together, they slashed down towards the Corvus Ranger, using their split-second reappearing trick again. Except this time, Trixie noted which Nightmare Moon inflicted more damage on her friend and tracked the path of the smoke form with her eyes. The Nightmare Moon she’d been fighting returned and slashed at Trixie’s head, but she ducked away in time. Trixie’s eyes never left the Real Nightmare Moon as she grabbed her sword from where it had fallen in a rolling leap.
The Nightmare Moon battling Puissance did a similar hit-and-run tactic against her. The four alicorns joined and swirled together, trying to confuse and befuddle their opponents, making it difficult to identify the core Nightmare Moon. It was in vain, however, for Trixie never lost track of her prey. She remained patient, waiting for her opportunity.
Magnific and Twilight attacked the fog forms, hoping to make reformation more difficult. Trixie, however, stood her ground, eyes open and ready.
The Four Nightmare Moons swirled around their opponents, and each reappeared randomly to strike at their foes. Trixie accepted the hits while her allies fought back in vain. The core Nightmare Moon still hadn’t reformed. More careful about picking her target.
Now! Trixie threw her body into the real Nightmare Moon as she reformed, using herself as a battering ram. In a single swift motion, grabbed the stunned Nightmare Moon from behind, holding her in place.
“Attack now!” Trixie hoped her allies would understand her meaning.
The eyes of the Nightmare Moon attacking Twilight widened in shock as the mare disappeared and teleported right before the alicorn Trixie had grappled, energy gathering around her guns.
“Unyielding Judgment!”
Magnific wasn’t slacking off either. After bending down, she pulled out her disk and reinserted it into her buckle. A Nightmare Moon screamed in pain as the pure force of the Rider’s jump kick threw her aside.
“Rider Kick Perfection!”
Nightmare Moon gasped in shock, trying to return to her smoke form before the two special attacks connected. But she wasn’t quick enough, and both attacks barreled into her. Trixie released her at the last moment, twisting around to unleash her own special attack.
“Searing Blade!”
The other three Nightmare Moon howled in pain and disappeared into nothingness as the core Nightmare Moon lost her spell. The alicorn gasped in shock as Nightbringer fell from her hooves and snapped in two. It couldn’t withstand the power the Rider and Rangers had thrown into it.
“Impossible.” Nightmare Moon stared at her broken weapon in shock. The attacks had left her body bruised and battered, and blood trickled from her mouth.
“Guys!” Trixie sighed in relief when Cheerilee, Raindrops, and Carrot Top burst into the courtyard. Her relief grew a thousandfold when Ditzy flew in to join them in her normal armor, free from the Venus Planetary Gem’s influence. Her celebration was short-lived, however. The sluggish way the Pink Ranger moved broke Trixie’s heart, and a horrible suspicion popped into her mind.
“So, the others have finally arrived.” The Nightmare Moon scowled. “Have you betrayed me too, Ditzy? You know what will happen to your daughter.”
Ditzy snorted, and Trixie heard a smile in her friend’s oddly scratchy voice. “I was never on your side. And Dinky? Thanks to your sister’s friend, she’s returned to normal. Means I can finally concentrate on kicking your flank. I’ve got a score to settle with you.”
“Oh.” Trixie’s heart sank, realizing she’d been correct. The age in the Pink Ranger’s voice confirmed her worst fears. The destruction of the Venus Gem had stolen Ditzy’s youth. Trixie wanted to scream and cry about the total unfairness of it all. While Ditzy wasn’t a perfect pony, she deserved so much better.
Somehow, Ditzy seemed to read her thoughts. “Yeah, I know. But it was necessary. Rangers make sacrifices, remember?”
Twilight shook her head, distraught. “It’s not right!”
“That sister of mine!” The Nightmare Moon snarled in rage, returning the Rangers to the battle at hoof. “Again, she ruins everything!”
Ditzy stepped forward. “I hate what you did to me and my daughter, Nightmare Moon. But you’re a victim too. Please, stop this fight and let us help you. You can’t beat us all!”
“You’ve lost Nightbringer. What more can you do?” Trixie asked.
“That’s right, you can’t!” Another wall burst to pieces, and Lyra jumped into the courtyard with Cadance standing behind her.
“Was that necessary?” Trixie pointed to the door next to the Cygnus Ranger.
“Maybe, but you’re always taught me that grand entrances are the best,” Lyra replied.
At this rate, nothing would remain of the royal castle! Still, her friend’s antics amused Trixie.
“More pests!” The Nightmare Moon shook with rage. “I refuse to lose. This won’t be over until I draw my final breath!”
“Ha! What can you do? We’ve got you surrounded!” Lyra said, puffing out her chest.
“Please, Luna. Stop this.” Cadance said. “Enough damage has been done.”
“Luna, have you seen the streets of Canterlot?” Trixie said. “They’re barren. So are the halls of the castle you love so dear. All the servants and guards have abandoned you. They’re scared of you, of what you’ve become. Is this what you want? You’ve always taught me that a princess without her ponies is nothing. Your sister forgot that and looked at what happened to her?!”
Trixie’s earns flattered against her head. “I still remember the day you told me about the day you battled Corona. Despite your best efforts, I could see the pain behind those eyes. It broke your heart to see your dear sister so twisted from what you loved about her. And now you’re the pony hurting the citizens of Equestria. Please, don’t make the same mistake as Celestia.”
Nightmare Moon swung her head back and forth, both dismayed and angered. Her student’s words had touched her former mentor dearly, leaving her conflicted. A battle raged within Luna’s heart for control of her soul. For a moment, Trixie thought her mentor had finally broken the curse corrupting her mind. A horrible pit formed in her stomach as Luna’s face twisted into a snarl.
“You don’t understand. Nopony does. If my ponies can’t love me by choice, I will force them instead. They’ll have no choice but to love me once they realize that I’m the only one protecting them from oblivion. They’ll learn soon enough.”
Nightmare Moon regained her composure, her mouth twisting into a parody of a smile. “I suppose that’s why I need to destroy all of you. You’re their champion. You give them hope. It is a duty only I, Nightmare Moon, can perform. If I’m to become Equestria’s hero, I must destroy you!”
Oh, Luna. Trixie wanted to weep. Every fiber of her being rebelled against fighting the pony that almost raised her. Why couldn’t Luna see reason?
“Well, we still have you outnumbered!” Lyra said. “How about that?! Your little gems will run out, eventually!”
Bless Lyra for still having some spunk in her. It brought a smile to Trixie’s mouth and lightened her spirits. She was grateful she wasn’t alone in this battle.
“You think me defeated?” Much to Trixie’s surprise, Nightmare Moon’s mouth twisted into a victorious smile. “And you’re wrong. The power within these gems is almost boundless. Shall I show you?”
The alicorn grabbed the two planetary gems from her neck and tore them off. She studied them in her hooves for a moment before breaking into a victorious grin. Everypony gasped in shock as Nightmare Moon opened her mouth wide and bit into the gems. With a loud crack, they shattered within her mouth, and the alicorn swallowed them.
“I heard my sister summoned a dragon when she first fought you.” Nightmare Moon transformed into inky blackness and expanded. Her hooves transformed into claws, and her tail became long and reptilian, with sharp barbs at the end. The alicorn’s neck expanded, and her face became snake-like with sharp jagged teeth. Her wings expanded, almost blocking out the starry sky. The dragon’s scales were like the night, and tiny stars sparkled within. Her eyes blazed with pale blue moonlight and stared down towards her prey coldly.
“I can do better. I can become one!” The dragon form of Nightmare Moon said. The creature roared, and the power of its howl almost sent everypony to their knees. “You shall learn that the power of Nightmare Moon is beyond any limit!”
“Luna! What have you done to yourself!” Trixie said, alarmed. Had Nightmare Moon absorbed the Planetary Gems into her being? How could they free her mentor from its evil influence now?
“No!” Cadance yelped, backing up a step. She understood the implications, just as Trixie had. It took a moment for the princess of Cavallia to compose herself, but she gritted her teeth in determination. “If we must fight you to the end, we will.”
“How did it come to this?” Lyra said, her body sagging.
“This isn’t over!” Trixie snarled. “Somehow, we’ll beat some sense into you and bring you back to normal!”
“Right!” Her fellow Rangers replied, getting behind their leader.
Puissance snorted. “It seems my doom is tied to these foals. No matter. I have no intention of losing!”
“Shall I show you my power?” Nightmare Moon unleashed a roar that shook the entire building. Trixie’s body jerked, finding herself paralyzed on the spot. It left them open for the dragon’s next attack.
The dragon’s mouth opened, and cobalt blue energy gathered within her fangs. In a mighty breath, she unleashed blue lightning on her helpless opponents. Their group screamed in pain as it devastated the surrounding area, turning the courtyard into rubble. Nopony was standing when her energy breath finished.
“Nice shot.” Pain wracked Trixie’s body, and she had difficulty pushing the stone debris off her body. Her previous fight with Nightmare Moon had left her drained, making her almost useless in this fight. Her other friends were not doing much better, also battle weary. Only Twilight and Lyra seemed fresh, returning to their hooves the quickest. Cadance seemed already out of the fight.
In a flash, Twilight teleported away while Lyra ran to the right, drawing the dragon’s attention. She unleashed volleys of arrows into Nightmare Moon as she ran, but they bounced harmlessly off her scale.
Nightmare Moon snorted. “Useless.”
She winced in pain in surprise as Twilight appeared on her snout, blasting her in the face with bolts. It provided Trixie’s team the time needed to return to their hooves and charge their opponent. Nightmare Moon moved her head back and snapped her mighty jaws, trying to catch Twilight with her fangs. But the Corvus Ranger teleported away, appearing above her and blasting the dragon several more times in the face.
Trixie charged forward, thrusting her sword into Nightmare Moon’s side, only for her scales to deflect the blow harmlessly. Her friends weren’t doing much better, unable to inflict any damage with their weapons. The dragon’s scales were crazy tough. With speed belying her size, Nightmare Moon swung her tail around. Trixie howled in pain as it struck her, driving her and her allies back.
“Aim for a single spot!” Trixie jumped towards a random spot in Nightmare Moon’s armor, pressing a button on her morpher. “Searing Blade!”
Much to the Ranger’s shock, her attack struck open air. The dragon had transformed into black mist before Trixie’s super attack had connected. She screamed in pain as the dragon’s claws raked against her armor as the monster reappeared. Puissance summoned her blue form and sent a torrent of water towards their foe to similar results, hitting nothing. Another tail whip sent her team flying. Despite their best efforts, they couldn’t seem to injure the creature.
“Any ideas?” A groaning Ditzy besides Trixie said.
She can still cast spells? That’s just cheating! “Keep fighting! Together, we’re unstoppable!”
Yet damaging the dragon proved difficult, and her mist form flew high into the air before solidifying. Energy gathered around her mouth, and she unleashed her breath weapon upon her gathered enemies.
“She’s too powerful!” A groaning Twilight said, writhing on the ground.
“This is bad!” Puissance tried and failed to rise back to her hooves.
“Was there any doubt? You never stood a chance against Equestria’s invincible queen!” Nightmare Moon said, landing next to her enemy’s prone bodies.
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Spike trembled behind a broken stone pillar as the battle raged between the Rangers and Nightmare Moon. Somehow, the alicorn princess had transformed herself into a monstrous dragon. Trixie and her friends couldn’t even touch the beast despite her size. He watched helplessly as the pony dragon brought devastation onto her enemies.
This is insane! While his memories of that incident were fragmented, Spike still remembered when Celestia transformed him into a full-sized dragon well. He recalled the feel of the sharpness of his claws and the power in his muscles. That dragon seemed puny compared to Nightmare Moon.
A scream of pain escaped his lips as the power of Nightmare Moon’s breath weapon blew him off his hooves. Spike landed gracelessly on his face. He yelped as he realized he stood wide out in the open, scampering behind some broken chunks of stone.
“So, it seems nothing can stop Aunty Luna.” A voice said, making Spike jump. Much to his surprise, another pony princess hid a few hooves beside him. Thank Celestia Nightmare Moon was too intent on the Rangers to care about them.
“You’re a curious creature. What are you doing here? You should flee to safety.” Cadance, the last princess of Equestria, said.
“I thought I could help Trixie fight Nightmare Moon. I’m trying to rescue Princess Celestia.” Spike’s spines fell, depressed by his uselessness.
“You’re very brave,” Cadance replied. “I can sense the love you have for my pseudo-aunt.”
“Some use that is.”
The pony princess brightened, energized by some force Spike couldn’t understand. “Love is never weak or useless!”
Cadance stomped a hoof, an idea popping into her head. “And you can help. I’d almost forgotten about it...”
“Sorry.”
“There’s a hidden weapon nearby that might change the tide!” Cadance said, eyes lighting with excitement. “It’s in a bush nearby. You can retrieve it and pass it to Trixie!”
“Okay?” Was this mare for real? That sounded too good to be true. “What about you?”
“I’ll buy some time! I’m not out of the fight yet!” Cadance gave a brief description of a suitcase’s location and flew off to join the battle. Pink beams of energy made the pony dragon howl in pain and outrage.
I can’t help but notice the princess hadn’t explained how this suitcase would actually help against the insane fake dragon pony. Still, his tiny legs jogged across the destroyed courtyard, hoping whatever this suitcase was, it would turn the tide of battle.
Behind him, the battle raged on, and its prospects weren’t looking good. Nightmare Moon always seemed a step ahead of them, ready to unleash untold devastation on her enemies with her breath weapon. Even looking upon Nightmare Moon’s fake dragon form brought fear to Spike’s heart. It made his legs tremble, and he wasn’t even facing the terrible beast. Only his love for his princess pushed him forward.
“Please be here!” Spike found the spot Princess Cadance mentioned. Despite the fighting, the bushes had stayed intact. For a moment, he feared he’d have to waste time searching the multitude of bushes that lined the castle’s entrance. Spike spotted something grey poking from some foliage to his left. With some effort, he pulled the suitcase from its hiding spot.
“Let’s see here.” Spike fiddled with the suitcase locking, trying to open the stupid thing. The case itself was too big and awkward to carry. He refused to drag the thing across the rubble.
“What is this?” The suitcase snapped open, revealing its contents. It appeared to be some sort of cannon. It was super high-tech and had gleaming black metal. Or was that blue? The top contained a spot for seven keys across the main control panel. Along its body, various constellations glowed with a faint light.
“Wow, so cool!” At least the secret weapon hadn’t disappointed him. Though it left Spike at a loss, unsure how he’d transport the stupid thing to the Rangers.
An enormous explosion knocked Spike from his revere, eyes widening in shock. The Rangers screamed in pain as Nightmare Moon thrashed them with her tail, and she followed up with a blast from her breath weapon. The Rangers lost their transformations as the energy wave blasted them across the courtyard. They landed in their civilian forms, beaten up and unconscious.
“Trixie, are you okay?” A voice above Trixie said. Through blurry eyes, she had difficulty discerning who was speaking to her.
“Yep. Just give me a few minutes,” Trixie said through a strained voice. Her entire body hurt everywhere, but such was the life of a Ranger. With a shaky hoof, she pushed herself up.
“Who are you?” Trixie asked the wizened mare hovering over her when her vision cleared. In a flash, The Ranger realized whom she was speaking to. Her heart broke when she saw her friend’s aged form. Seeing how much her friend had lost hurt. “It’s you Ditzy, isn’t it?”
“Yeah, a fine mess we’ve stumbled into, huh?” Ditzy replied.
Trixie searched around, trying to discern where they were. Closer examination revealed they were still on the castle grounds, devastated by Nightmare Moon’s attack. Both mares jumped as a massive figure loomed over them. The creature snorted, and rancid, hot breath striking them both.
“Yikes. She’s even more terrifying up close.” Trixie said, not knowing what else to say in her terror. A single bite would gobble up both defenseless Rangers. Luna wasn’t suddenly a cannibal now, right?
Or is it still considered cannibalism? Nightmare Moon is technically a dragon now. Damn it, Trixie focus! She shook her head sharply. You hang around Twilight too much.
Despite everything, Trixie put on a brave face. She sure as heck wouldn’t face her end, cowering in fear.
“Well, come on, gobble us up! Ditzy might be aged meat, but I bet she’s still good.” Trixie said, straightening in defiance.
“You’ve won, end us.” Ditzy let out a breath. “Just leave Dinky alone. She has no part in this.”
“What shall I do with you? Turn you stone? Rip you into pieces? You’re helpless against my might.” Nightmare Moon’s mouth extended to reveal countless jagged teeth. Despite her monstrous strength, Trixie detected something in the dragon’s massive eyes. Was that hesitation? Did part of her equinity still remain?
A snort from Nightmare Moon almost threw Trixie off her hooves. The dragon stood to her full height. “No, I must destroy you, Trixie Lulamoon. Even if I turned you to stone, you’d never learn your lesson, even after a thousand years. You would always continue to defy me. Forgive me, my former student, but I promise your end will be quick.” The massive maw of Nightmare Moon opened, and energy gathered around her mouth.
“Trixie, I’m sorry for the trouble I caused,” Ditzy said, grabbing hold of her friend’s hoof. “But I’m still proud to be your friend. You forgave me when you shouldn’t have. I was being stupid.”
Trixie’s face extended into a smile. “Hey, none of this self-pity crap. You were fighting to protect your daughter. Okay, in retrospect it was a bad idea, and you really shouldn’t accept evil gems from bad guys, but I understand. None of us are angry at you. We just wanted our friend back.”
The grip on Trixie’s hoof tightened. For somepony of such advanced years, Ditzy was surprisingly strong. “Thanks.”
“It’s not over yet!” Somepony said, tossing a strange metal cylinder towards Trixie, landing a couple of hooves away.
“Spike?” Trixie blinked. What was Corona’s butler doing here? She examined the strange device in her hooves. “What the heck is this thing?” Was it a weapon?
The dragon hesitated. “I’m not sure. Just friendship it or something!”
“What?!” What kind of advice was that? Not that it mattered, Nightmare Moon had finished charging her breath attack and shot energy beams towards her helpless foes.
Before the energy beam struck the Rangers, a figure appeared before them, protecting them with their body.
“It isn’t over yet!” Raindrops said. She screamed as her body took the full brunt of the attack. The pegasus gasped as she lost her transformation and dropped to the ground, her lungs heaving.
“Raindrop, you foal!” Trixie said, tears in her eyes.
“Can’t let anything happen to you.” Raindrops replied, and with considerable effort, pulled herself towards her friends.
Trixie turned her attention towards whatever Spike had thrown at her and shook it. “Stupid thing! How do you work?”
“Do? You’ll do nothing but die.” Nightmare Moon replied and opened her mouth for another breath attack. She recoiled as several energy bolts flew into her face.
“Leave our friends alone!” Twilight jumped in front of her friend and unleashed more bolts from her guns.
“Yeah, we aren’t giving up yet!” Lyra stood on two hooves and unleashed arrow after arrow into the alicorn dragon.
A deep growl escaped Nightmare Moon’s maw. “Stubborn.”
“Get away from them!” Cheerilee appeared from nowhere. Her whip drove Nightmare Moon back as it struck the dragon between the eyes.
“You haven’t won yet!” Carrot Top jumped from behind, smacking the back of Nightmare Moon’s head with her shield, causing her to stumble.
Trixie could only smirk in amusement. “We really are too stupid to give up, aren’t we?” She turned her attention to her former mentor turned monster. “That’s right, we are stubborn. If we’re going to die, it’s going to be together!”
“Can you still fight?” Trixie ran towards the fallen Raindrops, pulling her ally to her hooves. The Hercules Ranger didn’t have the strength to stand on her own.
“Always. It’s morphing time, Hercules!”
“Just come and get us! It’s morphing time, Ursa!”
“We’re going to win this! It’s morphing time, Sagittarius!”
Nightmare Moon snarled. While annoyed, the Ranger’s attack hadn’t seemed to do much damage. “Still, you fight! Still! Still! Die, all of you! Die! Die!” In a single bound, the alicorn dragon flew well beyond the Rangers’ reach. She opened her mouth, and energy gathered within it. Much to Trixie’s dread, the magical energy kept increasing beyond anything she’d used before. A pit in Trixie’s stomach formed when she realized what would happen. If Nightmare Moon unleashed this next breath attack, it would devastate the entirety of Canterlot and perhaps even further than that. Could her full strength destroy all of Equestria?
Trixie cursed. They could call their Zords, but there wouldn’t be time to stop Nightmare Moon’s attack. She looked at the weapon in her hooves and gave Spike a questioning look. “Well?”
The dragon threw up his claws. “I don’t know, Cadence gave it to me! Do something! Or we’re all going to die!”
Cadance? Something snapped in place in Trixie’s head. “Right, this must be the secret weapon Bon-Bon brought. She said we’re meant to use it together.”
Without pause, Lyra grabbed hold of the cannon and helped Trixie point it towards the dragon. “If it’s from Bonnie, then I trust her! Let’s kick Nightmare Moon’s flank!”
“Okay, but I don’t know how it works.”
Ditzy was the next to put her hoof on the weapon. “We’ll figure it out. Nightmare Moon doesn’t know who she’s messing with!”
“Right! We haven’t lost yet!” Raindrops placed her hoof on the cannon next. Trixie wasn’t sure why, but somehow her friend’s gathering together was giving the weapon power. It wasn’t anything visible, but something Trixie sensed deep in her heart.
“What a fascinating weapon,” Cheerilee said, joining her friends. “I look forward to seeing what it can do.”
“Kick flank, that’s what.” Carrot Top replied. “Nightmare Moon doesn’t stand a chance.”
Twilight peered over Trixie, studying the controls of the cannon. She was the last Ranger to place her hoof on the weapon. “Was there an instruction booklet for this? Shame we don’t have time to look through it.” She sounded genuinely disappointed by this.
“I’m not sure.” Trixie examined the panel with the keyslots. What did it mean? The answer seemed on the tip of the Ranger’s tongue.
“Guys!” Spike’s voice cracked in panic. Above, Nightmare Moon had gathered the destructive energy she needed, pointing her beam right towards her hated enemies.
Then everything clicked together. Trixie understood what they needed to do. She pulled the morpher from her belt and pressed a button that hadn’t worked before. The device opened and formed into a key. Without hesitation, the Ursa Ranger slipped it into the cannon’s top slot.
“Die!” Nightmare Moon breathed death down towards the Rangers and the helpless Canterlot. The Rangers didn’t panic, however. Instead, the determination to protect what they loved the most only grew stronger. As they inserted each key, the constellations’ glow on the cannon grew stronger. It emitted a powerful hum, and the Rangers sensed the power behind their ultimate weapon. They could win!
Each Ranger grabbed hold of each other and the cannon, keeping it steady. The power within the weapon grew by the moment, and Trixie’s mouth extended into a lopsided smile. Nightmare Moon’s breath weapon was only a couple hooves away from striking them, but they didn’t care.
“Galaxy Buster!”
A rainbow-colored light shot from the cannon’s tip, containing the Ranger’s hopes, dreams, and love. The two beams collided, energy splashing everywhere. Moments later, their beamed ripped Nightmare Moon power to pieces. It didn’t stand a chance against the Galaxy Ranger’s combined might and dissipated into nothingness. The beam continued forward, heading towards the source of all their grief.
“Impossible! What trickery is this?!” Nightmare Moon’s voice said, tinged with fear. She tried to change into smoke to avoid the attack, but her breath weapon had left her drained and too tired to perform the spell.
The alicorn dragon screamed as the beam smashed into her chest. She tried fighting against the current, but it was in vain. Moments later, an explosion boomed above Canterlot.
“Yeah!” The Rangers celebrated, pumping their hooves in excitement.
Trixie was more melancholy about having to defeat her mentor and mother figure, then she noticed a glint in the sky and a figure crashed down towards them. The ground shook as a massive body crashed into it. It seemed Nightmare Moon had survived. Thank goodness.
“Damn you, Rangers!” Nightmare Moon was still in her dragon form and struggled to lift her head.
“Never! It can’t be! I refuse to allow that to happen! I am the Queen of the Eternal Night! I can’t lose!” The dragon’s eyes glowed, and a small vial appeared, floating above her in a cobalt aura.
Wait a minute. Isn’t that similar to the potion Chrysalis used? Luna was behind the Changeling invasion?
Nightmare Moon opened her massive maw, swallowing the vial whole. Cobalt energy encompassed her body, casting a spell alongside her transformation. The dragon’s body expanded, towering well above even the castle. But her transformation didn’t stop there, growing even further. Her dragon body changed too, becoming more serpent-like. Soon, Nightmare Moon didn’t just tower over the castle. Her body grew to eclipse even the moon. Dear Luna, how large had Nightmare Moon become? She’d become a monstrous serpent capable of wrapping her entire body around the planet. Nightmare Moon’s body crushed miles upon miles of countryside as she landed on it, filling the sky with her black scales.
“Holy Luna, that’s huge!” Lyra said, astonished.
“Can we even hurt her?” Raindrops asked.
“We’re about to find out” Trixie pulled her morpher from their Galaxy Cannon. It didn’t matter how huge her body had become. The Rangers weren’t out of this fight either.
“Finally, it’s time for me to join the battle too!” Twilight pulled out a bell.
Trixie blinked. “Huh?”
Cheerilee bounced on her hooves in excitement. “I’ve been waiting for this!”
The Corvus Ranger’s hoof extended, and she played a jaunty piece on her instruments, dancing along with it. “Thunderbird, give me your power! Come, Guardian Beast ThunderRaven Zord!”
Dark clouds formed into the sky, shooting lightning in every direction. The air shook as thunder boomed from the sheer power of the thunderclaps. From the clouds emerged a figure flapping its mighty wings towards them. It was a great mechanical beast in the shape of a raven painted a stark white color. It cawed, and lightning shot from its mechanical beak.
“When did this happen?” Trixie said in astonishment.
“It’s so cool!” Lyra said, admiring their new ally. The other Ranger also offered their praise.
Behind the Corvus Ranger’s helmet, Trixie heard Twilight smirk behind it. “You haven’t seen anything yet!” With a single bound, she jumped towards her new Zord and teleported into it.
Not to be outdone, Trixie pressed a button on her morpher and teleported to her Zord’s cockpit in space. From their space-bound launching pad, she got a better look at Nightmare Moon’s new monstrous form. Dear Luna, she’d been more on the nose than she’d expected. Nightmare Moon was almost bigger than the entire planet. Worse, the serpent dragon spotted their launch platform, heading right towards it, fangs extended to swallow it whole.
“Oh crap!” Trixie hurried her Zord’s launch sequence. Over the comm, she heard her fellow Rangers doing the same.
“I don’t think we can make it!” Cheerilee said. “According to my instruments, we have about thirty seconds until she arrives!”
Trixie’s heart almost stopped as Nightmare Moon’s massive jaws easily eclipsed their entire launch platform. Her maw opened wider, eager to swallow her enemies whole. Had Luna entirely abandoned her equinity? In Luna’s massive eyes, Trixie saw the mind of an animal. The giant monster howled in pain as laser bolts collided with her head, knocking her off course.
“Don’t worry. I’ll hold her off.” Twilight said over the comm unit. Laser cannons on her Zord’s wings fired as she strafed past her opponent’s colossal head, drawing Nightmare Moon’s attention and ire.
Nightmare Moon opened her mouth and a beam shot out, devastating everything in its path. It collided with a section of the moon, leaving a long, terrible scar across its surface. With some fancy flying, Twilight avoided the beam, but only barely. She headed towards the massive monster, and her Zord transformed. Its beak opened up wide, then folded back, revealing a head. Its wings folded inward, becoming two arms while its torso rotated around, revealing two bottom hooves that extended outwards. Parts of its head opened up to create a helmet with two feathers extending from its sides. Its body shone with white energy, becoming almost like the sun.
“Guardian Beast ThunderRaven Zord: Battle Mode!” The Zord extended its front hoof, a blade appeared within it, formed from one of its feathers. The Battle Zord landed on Nightmare Moon’s massive body, and the great serpent howled in pain as Twilight slashed the surface of her scales with her blade.
Trixie pumped a hoof. “Very nice. Let’s join her.” With a few taps of her control council, she finished the launch sequence.
“Right!” The other Rangers replied.
Let’s Launch! The Zords separated from their platform and used boosters to fly towards Nightmare Moon.
“Combine!”
The six Zords flew into the air. Raindrop’s Zord folding in and turned into a right front leg. Its head becoming the bottom of the hoof. Cheerilee’s Zord became the left front hoof. The scales combined with the side of the hoof on both sides. Ditzy and Carrot Top’s Zords became the back legs. Their heads also appeared on the bottom of the hoof. Lyra’s Zord’s wings folded and the legs and head folded into the body. It floated in the middle of the front and back legs. Trixie’s Zord floated in front of Lyra’s. It spread its arms and legs and the newly created limbs flew over them combining into new limbs. Lyra’s Zord flew behind Trixie’s and joined with its back. The new Zord fell from the sky to the ground on all fours. The bear head finally opened up and split in half to reveal a pony head. It had silver horns that curled back behind its head. The Galaxy Megazord was complete. It used its rocket boosters to fly towards their foe.
“Yep, that’s a big one.” Lyra said. The monstrous serpent filled their entire viewscreen.
“How do we fight this thing?” Raindrop turned to address their leader. Twilight’s Zord continued to slash away at the monstrous beast, but only seemed to annoy the creature.
“We’ll hit it with everything we’ve got and go from there,” Trixie replied. Their Megazord’s right hoof opened, shooting a barrage of missiles into Nightmare Moon’s flank. Their explosions only seemed to bounce harmlessly off her scales.
With surprising speed, Nightmare Moon’s head whipped towards them. Her maw opened and energy gathered within. Their Megazord spun out of control, and damage alarms rang as they took a straight-on blast from the serpent’s breath weapon. The force of the blow threw Trixie from her seat. The alarm systems rang louder as Nightmare Moon whipped her tail at them, sending them careening across space.
“Is everyone okay?” Trixie asked, pulling herself back into her seat.
“This isn’t good,” Cheerilee said, tapping at her control panel. “We can’t afford another hit like that.”
“Ponyfeathers!” Carrot Top said. “Incoming!” Nightmare Moon’s massive maw appeared before them, eager to gobble up their Megazord whole.
“Hold on!” Trixie grabbed hold of her steering wheel, spinning it left. They boosted away, just avoiding Nightmare Moon’s razor-sharp teeth. Their Zord retaliated by summoning their two swords, slashing into the serpent’s snout. They ran across her body, peppering her scales with missiles. Despite this, they didn’t appear to do much damage. Nightmare Moon whipped her body violently around to throw them off, but the Megazord held on for dear life. Their grip couldn’t last, however, and they hurled into space. The dragon serpent opened her mouth for another breath attack. Her head jerked as a beam shot the Nightmare Moon’s head away.
“I’m coming!” Twilight had returned her Zord to its bird form and was blasting lasers into the great serpent’s side to keep her distracted.
“Twilight, we can’t seem to hurt her, any ideas?” Trixie asked through the comm.
“Give me a sec, I have an idea!” After flying away from a snap attack from Nightmare Moon, her Zord transformed again. Its body shifted again, forming a different, more angular head. Its right hoof opened up to reveal a massive cannon and used its other arm to support its weight.
“Blaster mode!” This form was pure black, blending against the backdrop of space and almost becoming invisible. Nightmare Moon looked around, confused, unsure where her prey had disappeared to.
The Galaxy Megazord used this distraction to fly blade first towards Nightmare Moon’s left eye. She howled in pain as the sword stabbed into her cornea. The great beast turned her ire towards the Rangers, and a snort from her enormous nostrils threw them several hundred hooves away, out of control. While the Galaxy Megazord tried to right itself, the dragon serpent opened its massive maw for another breath attack.
“Prepare yourself!” Trixie yelled, trying to keep hold of her chair. They couldn’t afford another hit from Nightmare Moon’s breath weapon. She tried and failed to push against the steering wheel to correct their course. Trixie’s heart almost beat out of her chest as the beam fired, heading right towards them.
No! There isn’t enough time! The screen filled with white as the beam approached.
Out of nowhere, a black figure appeared before them. It was Twilight. Her beam arm fired right into the breath weapon. Much to Trixie’s astonishment, it tore through the beam, tearing it in two and causing both halves to fly past the Galaxy Megazord harmlessly.
“That was too close,” Twilight said.
“That was pretty cool. Thanks, Twi.” Trixie replied.
“Darn it, I meant that for Nightmare Moon,” Twilight said. “I can’t do many of those. It eats up too much energy.”
Cheerilee tapped her chin. “I don’t think it’s enough, anyway. It will probably only sear her skin.”
Lyra threw up her hooves. “What now?”
“Guys, I have an idea,” Ditzy said, interrupting their conversion. “It’s a little crazy though.”
“I like crazy. Shoot,” Trixie replied.
“We go inside Nightmare Moon and destroy the Planetary Shards from within,” Ditzy said. “I know she absorbed their magic, but they still might be there.”
“It’s a long shot,” Trixie said after some hesitation.
Lyra made a face of disgust. “Great. We get to swim through her stomach and whatever gunk she’s eaten the last few days.”
Raindrops shook her head. “The life of a Ranger.”
“I say we try it,” Twilight said through their comm. “I’m detecting slight signals of something within her body.”
“If it means saving Luna, I’ll do anything!” Trixie said, already flying their Megazord towards Nightmare Moon. “Get ready, everypony.”
“Okay, I’ll distract her and give you a chance to sneak inside,” Twilight said.
I just hope we don’t get blasted to pieces by her breath weapon before entering her stomach.
In one seamless motion, Twilight’s Zord returned to its bird form. It zipped around Nightmare Moon’s head, firing a barrage of laser bolts. The great beast whipped her head around, trying to rip apart the annoying target. Her snaps were lightning-quick, leaving little room to dodge. She didn’t make it easy for Trixie’s team either, whipping her claws around randomly to destroy the Galaxy Megazord. Her fangs extended, trying to crush Twilight’s Zord to pieces. While not precise strikes, they were quick and difficult to avoid.
“Ugh, she isn’t making this easy,” Lyra said as their Zord barreled away from almost being crushed.
“I don’t think we can sneak inside.” Carrot smashed her hooves together. “Let’s knock her out instead!”
Cheerilee stroked a quizzical chin. “What, like stun her first? A strong enough concussion might work.”
Trixie nodded. “And we won’t have to worry about her breath weapon! You got that, Twi?”
“Loud and clear!” Twilight replied. “On my mark, we’ll launch a coordinated attack. Hold nothing back!”
“Got it!”
The Galaxy Megazord fused its two blades together, getting ready for their ultimate attack. The two Zords flew in opposite directions to confuse the great serpent. Nightmare Moon snarled and opened her mouth to unleash another devastating beam attack. Instead of flying away to avoid it, the Zords headed straight towards Nightmare Moon, weaving around the beam of energy. The Galaxy Megazord rocked as the beam gave it a glancing blow, but they stayed on course. Nightmare Moon panted, momentarily exhausted from using her breath weapon. The Rangers used this slight gap to strike, attacking as one.
“Big Bang Strike!” Power gathered around their combined swords, unleashing a furious shockwave of dark red energy, striking right into Nightmare Moon’s head.
Twilight’s Zord returned to its battle form, and it swung its blade around in a flourish. Dazzling white energy gathered between its twin forked sword, and a larger blade of electrical energy almost the size of the ThunderRaven Zord appeared within it.
“Thundering Clash!” Twilight yelled, slashing Nightmare Moon across the head.
The great serpent howled in pain, thrown backward from the impact of the two special attacks. For several moments, she remained silent, and Trixie worried they might have killed her former mentor.
Reading Trixie’s mind, Cheerilee spoke up. “Don’t worry, Trixie. We’re reading life signs. She’s only unconscious.”
“Tough old bird. I can’t believe she survived that.” Lyra said.
Trixie smirked. “Are you surprised? Luna is basically unkillable. Let’s find a way inside.”
The two Zord flew towards the great serpent’s massive maw, finding it slightly ajar, giving enough room for both Zords to sneak inside.
“Ready everypony?” Trixie said, spinning her steering wheel towards the black pit in Nightmare Moon’s mouth. “Prepare for anything. We don’t know what we’ll find inside.”
“Roger!”
The two Zords entered inside, ready to face whatever awaited them. Despite Nightmare Moon being defeated, Trixie couldn’t help but have a terrible sense of foreboding.
The Galaxy Megazord’s lights activated with a click as they explored further down Nightmare Moon’s gullet. The walls pulsed, covered with a slimy fluid that turned Trixie’s stomach. Sometimes she hated being a Ranger. The fact she was inside her old mentor made the experience even more surreal.
“How far is this unusual signature, Twi?” Trixie asked over comm.
“Not far, only a couple hundred miles away,” Twilight replied.
Cheerilee tapped her chin in thought. “My scans tell me that Nightmare Moon is unconscious. It’ll be awhile until she wakes up.”
“Good. I’d rather have this business completed before that,” Trixie replied.
“How’s your new Zord treating you, Twilight?” Ditzy asked. “It shocked me when you summoned it.”
“Pretty good. I’m getting the hang of the controls. Though there are still several features I don’t understand yet.”
Lyra bounced on her hooves in excitement. “This is so cool! It feels so right to have you fight alongside us.”
“Yeah, it’s like we’re complete now.” Raindrop said, nodding. “It always felt wrong going into battle without you.”
“We’ll have plenty more battles after this. If we survive, of course. We’re pretty beat up.” Twilight’s tone became more serious. “Those signatures I’m detecting are becoming stronger. This won’t be an easy battle.”
“It must be Q.,” Trixie said. “It’s in here somewhere.”
“And Q is behind the Planetary Gems’ evil?” Lyra asked.
Cheerilee gave a grim nod. “Yes, it’s been pulling the strings. Its influence has been seeping into our world.”
“Well, it’s not getting Luna!” Trixie refused to allow this monster to hurt her mentor any further. It sickened her that Q had used Luna to commit so many misdeeds. Once they freed her, Trixie knew Luna would blame herself forever for something that wasn’t her fault. Trixie looked forward to directing all the anger she’d held against Nightmare Moon against Q.
“How much further?” Trixie almost snarled.
“It’s… Look!” Cheerilee pointed at the viewscreen, and Trixie gasped as dozens of eyes opened themselves in Luna’s skin. The pigmentation of their eyes shifted in a dizzying array of colors. Evil seeped from them, directing their malevolence at the Zords invading their host.
“They’re in her flesh?” Lyra said in disgust.
“It’s worse than I feared,” Twilight said. “When Nightmare Moon absorbed the Planetary Gems, Q became part of her body.”
“What can we do?” Lyra said, resisting the urge to panic. Inky black tendrils grew from the eye’s surface, each contained countless serrated teeth. Were they black? The color reflecting off their skin gave off colors that didn’t make sense. Silva oozed from the tentacles, eager for flesh.
Much to Trixie’s surprise, Ditzy pushed the Red Ranger out of her seat, taking control of the Zord’s steering controls.
“Burn out the infection.” Ditzy’s voice became icy cold. “This thing almost made me hurt my Dinky. I don’t care if this creature lives in another dimension or whatever. We are going to hunt it down and rip it to pieces!” The Pink Ranger said this with absolute certainty. For almost hurting her Muffin, Ditzy wouldn’t show an ounce of mercy. A chill went down Trixie’s spine, glad she wasn’t the target of this fury.
“Fire.” Ditzy hit a switch, and missiles rocketed out from the Galaxy Megazord. A terrible howl escaped from the eye creature as the projectiles collided into its iris.
The monster retaliated with its tendrils, whipping them out to tear its attacker to pieces. Ditzy spun the wheel, weaving through its attacks. A tendril stuck its chest, jostling the Galaxy Megazord. Its teeth bit into the Zord’s armor, trying to rip a hole through it.
Sparks flew from the impact point, but Ditzy continued her attack. The monster howled as the Galaxy Megazord grabbed hold of the tendril and tore it free from its root. Another eye screamed in pain as their Megazord whipped the monster’s own tendril through its eye. More tendrils flew in from behind to catch the Ranger’s unaware, but missiles from its bays blew them to pieces. They hadn’t even come close to touching their target. Yep, Trixie was glad Ditzy wasn’t angry at her. Twilight watched their backs, slashing through any attackers that got close.
“Is that all you’ve got?” Ditzy said, her tone still fridged. “Cheerilee, where is the source of this strange energy reading?”
The Green Ranger tapped her chin. “Further down in the stomach, I think.”
“Ready guys?” Ditzy weaved through some tendrils, heading in the stomach’s direction.
Trixie sat in Ditzy’s usual spot, allowing her friend to drive for once. Best not get in her way. “Ready, always!”
The seemingly endless tunnel became tighter as they flew closer to the source. A sharp, bonelike substance shot from the surface. It created an impassable barrier with more appearing further along the tunnel.
“These seem tough,” Cheerilee said.
“Not tough enough! Ready, Twi!” Ditzy said, a smirk in her voice.
“Ready!”
After weaving through, more tendrils attempted to attack them from every angle. Both Zords struck the bone barrier together with their swords. The substance proved almost indestructible, only bending a little under the strain of the Galaxy Megazord dual swords. For a moment, Trixie feared it was unbreakable. The ThunderRaven Zord joined the attack, and the barrier shattered to pieces. Moments later, they began work on the next. Q continued to summon more obstacles, doing everything in its power to obstruct the Ranger’s progress.
“It’s like it doesn’t want us around,” Trixie said, watching as the tunnel shrunk further and more bone barriers obstructed their path. “And we’re their guests and everything!”
“That’s not very neighborly of them.” Carrot Top clicked her tongue. Tendril grabbed hold of the Galaxy Megazord’s limbs, holding it tight and slashing across its surface with its needle-like teeth.
“Let’s crank it up a notch!” Ditzy said.
A strange purple ooze shot from the torn tendrils’ bodies as their Megazord ripped itself free. Their twin blades cracked with dark energy as they combined.
“Blaster Mode!” In a swift transformation, Twilight’s ThunderRaven Zord switched forms. It extended its cannon arm, gathering energy around the three prongs which had opened up.
“Big Bang Strike!” The Galaxy Megazord unleashed a wave of cracking energy into Q’s array of barriers.
“Delta Shockwave Crash!” A powerful concussive wave of energy shot from Twilight’s Zord. The barriers didn’t stand a chance. The shockwave alone tore several of them apart.
Their combined attacks obliterated all of Q’s pitiful attempts to stop their progress. Nothing remained of the bone barriers, and ooze bled from countless tendrils, unfortunate to be caught up in the attack.
“Let’s finish this!” Trixie swiveled her head around, cracking her neck.
“Right!” The two Zords flew in further unimpeded.
The massive tunnel ended in a vast chamber that seemed to continue on forever. Gross pulsing vein-like protrusions covered the wall, dripping a slimy clear liquid. It gathered in a pool beneath them and countless unidentifiable things floated within it. The pool of stomach acid was just as revolting as Trixie feared.
“Where’s the source of the strange reading?” Trixie asked, not wanting to stay there longer than required.
“It’s definitely gotten stronger. It’s a little further along. Follow me.” Twilight’s Zord shifted into bird mode, flying thirty degrees downwards.
They approached the ocean of stomach acid, trying to discover the source of the reading. Cheerilee tried to detect what Twilight was tracking, but their sensors weren’t nearly as powerful. Twilight’s ThunderRaven Zord capabilities impressed Trixie. After flying hundreds of miles further, the Rangers located their target.
“What the heck is that thing?” Trixie’s stomach turned.
Attached to the skin of Luna’s stomach was a black figure bejeweled with pieces of colorful gem. Trixie wasn’t sure what sort of creature she was looking at. Its body pulsed sickeningly, and its tendrils dug their roots deep into Luna’s flesh. The monster’s bulbous body turned, and an enormous multicolored eye opened, covering almost its entire body.
“Why can’t I rid myself of you?” The creature snarled.
Trixie shrugged, her voice airy and dismissive. “It’s what we do.”
“What are you?” Was that panic Trixie detected in Q’s voice? “You burn me! How? That shouldn’t be possible! You are mere insects from a minor dimension. My scope is beyond anything you can comprehend. Yet, you burned me! You hurt the real me!”
Ditzy flicked several switches on Trixie’s control panel. “And it’s about to get hotter. I hope you enjoy the bonfire, you bastard!” Without warning, the Galaxy Megazord unleashed hundreds of missiles into Q’s body.
Yikes, Ditzy’s in full force today. Kindness doesn’t mean meekness. Too bad for Q. I almost feel sorry for it, almost! “Throw everything we’ve got into it!”
“Roger! Blaster Mode!” Twilight’s Zord fired a barrage of energy beams into the Q’s massive body, and it howled in pain.
The bulk of Q’s body quivered as they bombard it. Purple and black blood oozed from its wounds. With surprising quickness, it detached itself from Luna’s flesh. The creature launched itself forward to engulf the Galaxy Megazord with its massive bulk, spreading its body to make escape impossible. It was huge, at least twenty times larger than them. The ThunderRaven Zord switched to bird form, darting away in time. The other Zord, however, wasn’t so lucky.
“Oh, ponyfeathers!” Trixie cursed, watching as the oozing flesh of Q’s body engulfed the viewscreen. Its body had expanded so far that dodging around was impossible.
“We have no choice! Time to make an escape path!” Q’s body became a massive maw, growing to swallow them whole. Yet, the Rangers weren’t afraid.
“I’m not sure if our Big Bang Strike will be enough to blast a hole through its body!” Cheerilee said, examining her screen’s readout.
“I’m on it!” Twilight said over the comm. “We likely have one shot at this.” Trixie didn’t doubt that prediction. It seemed likely Q would crush their Megazord to pieces if it caught them.
“Right, we’ll attack first,” Trixie said, thinking fast. “Use your fancy scanners to find that point and attack from the other side!”
“10 seconds until it engulfs us!” Cheerilee said.
Then we better make it count! The Galaxy Megazord combined its swords together, entering a fighting position. Dark energy gathered around its blade, building to a critical mass. Around them, Q’s body constricted, eager to crush its hated enemies to pieces. The Zord’s alarm systems rang with a terrible klaxon, heightening the Rangers’ anxiety.
“5 seconds!”
“Just a few more seconds!” Twilight yelled over the comm.
“Hold it!” Trixie wouldn’t strike until the White Ranger was ready.
“3 seconds!”
Behind Trixie’s helmet, sweat trickled down her face, heart beating so hard it hurt. She gripped her control panel tight, holding for the all-clear. The control room was dead quiet, the Rangers waiting with bated breath. The klaxon became louder and more urgent.
“2 seconds!”
“1 second!”
“Ready!” Twilight yelled.
“Big Bang Strike!” The Galaxy Megazord swung forward, its blade shooting a wave of destructive energy towards Q’s throat, or whatever it was using to swallow them. The tip of their blade joined the energy wave, striking into the creature’s oozing flesh. Their rocket boosters flared to life, shooting their Zord forward, pushing hard into Q’s body. For several milliseconds, it met some resistance. The sheer power of their attack overwhelmed the creature’s defense, slicing through its flesh with ease. However, it wasn’t cutting quick enough. Q continued to constrict its body from behind. They would not make it.
“Delta Shockwave Crash!” An ear-bursting scream reverberated in Q’s body, and it stopped trying to crush them. A spot ahead of them glowed red hot, Twilight’s efforts to break them free. The Galaxy Megazord continued on the offensive, and moments later, it burst through the other side of Q’s body.
Lyra grabbed her heart. “That was too close!”
“Ick, I think some of its blood landed on us,” Trixie said, nose twitching in disgust. “That will take forever to clean off.”
“Enough chatter!” Cheerilee said, cutting off any further conversion. “It’s coming around.”
“You aren’t getting away.” Q’s body coalesced, becoming one enormous blob. Large leg-like tendrils attached themselves to Luna’s stomach wall, using them to move around. It opened its mouth again, trying to repeat the same tactic.
“What is this thing?” Trixie asked. Q didn’t appear to have a real body of sorts, just a collection of flesh. It was really gross.
“We aren’t going through that again!” Ditzy pressed a button and Q flew back, screaming in pain as missiles flew into its mouth, blasting it backward. Twilight assisted by shooting beams, helping to drive the monster back.
“We’re hurting it, but how can we destroy this thing?” Raindrops asked. “It doesn’t have a brain or heart.”
“Twi, does this thing have a core we can target?” Trixie asked. She lurched left when their Zord dodged around a tendril trying to whip at them, using its twin blades to sever it.
“I can’t tell,” Twilight replied. “This creature isn’t like anything I’ve seen before.”
“We’ll just have to blast it to heck then.” Ditzy unleashed another barrage of missiles into the monster’s side. Twilight helped, shooting several energy beams into Q’s back. Despite this, it only angered the creature further. While they were destroying large chunks of it, nothing indicated it was ready to die.
In response, the creature crawled up the wall of Luna’s stomach, slinging tendrils down with mouths lined with jagged, sharp teeth down at its enemy. An alarm rang as one struck the Galaxy Megazord in the shoulder. Only Twilight’s Zord intercession stopped them from falling into the stomach acid beneath them.
“This isn’t working,” Twilight said. “We need to hit it hard and fast.”
Cheerilee nodded. “Our missiles aren’t doing enough damage.” From Trixie’s best estimate, they were only burning off pieces of its skin.
“Ready to go all out?” Trixie asked. The Galaxy Megazord combined its twin blades again, gathering energy around them.
“Battle Mode! Ready when you are!”
Both Zords dodged around tendrils as they darted forward. The Galaxy Megazord shuttered as it received several blows to the chest, the mouths of the tendrils dug into its armor. It continued forward anyway, like a speeding train. Twilight avoided the blows, not having the level of armor the Megazord had. Any tendril that struck her inflicted greater damage. Sensing danger, Q fled, shimmering up the flesh wall, sending out more tendrils to slow its attacker.
One tendril attempted to grab hold of Twilight’s Zord, but her allies interceded, taking the damage instead. Sensing a vulnerable target, Q moved in for the kill, wrapping the Galaxy Megazord with more tendrils that bit into it.
“I’ve got an idea.” Cheerilee fiddled with some controls, making it appear like they’d lost power.
The Rangers allowed Q to whip their Megazord’s body with more biting tendrils. They took advantage of its predator’s instincts, tricking the monster into moving closer and making themselves seem completely helpless. Countless teeth made from bone appeared as the creature opened its mouth, eager to swallow its victim’s whole. Alarms rang as some acidic substance ate onto the armor, but it didn’t matter. Both Zords had entered the perfect attack range.
“Thundering Clash!” With a sudden burst of speed, the ThunderRaven Zord drove its blade into Q’s head.
“Big Bang Strike!” The Galaxy Megazord suddenly regained power and joined its comrade, using its double-bladed sword to disintegrate the tendrils trying to restrain it. Their blade continued further, driving deep into Q’s head. The combined might of both attacks blew Q away, throwing its body hard into the wall. It lost its grip and screamed as Luna’s stomach acid seeped into its open wounds.
“No, it can’t. This can’t be the end!” Q screamed, voice filled with agony.
Both Zords spun around, back facing their enemy as Q exploded behind them. Luna’s stomach acid consumed and burned anything remaining of the creature’s body away. The Rangers cheered and entered a group hug, reveling in their victory. The world shook as Luna stirred, likely regaining consciousness.
“Let’s check if Luna’s okay. The party can wait.” Trixie said.
“Go ahead.” Ditzy stepped aside, allowing her leader to take control of their Zord’s steering controls. The Red Ranger gave a grateful nod, and both Zord flew towards Luna’s throat. Leaving by another exit seemed like a terrible idea.
Thankfully, Luna’s mouth was wide open as they flew towards it. Trixie feared they’d need to fight their way out. After exiting the mouth, they turned towards Luna with eager anticipation. Much to Trixie’s relief, she saw kindness in the orbs of the humongous serpent.
“I thank you, Rangers.” Luna’s voice boomed as she spoke. “Once again, you’ve prevented a terrible catastrophe.” Despite her enormous snake form, she bowed her head in respect.
“You know us, Luna. It’s what we do.” Trixie replied. Despite her glib tone, she was beyond relieved to find her mentor in her right mind, fighting back tears. She hated getting all emotional.
“Let’s return to the caste. We have much to discuss.” Luna closed her eyes, and a cobalt blue aura surrounded her. In a flash, she vanished from sight.
“I really hope there isn’t a giant snake in Canterlot,” Trixie said.
“Let’s go,” Cheerilee added. “There’s much to clean up.”
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“Such damage,” Twilight said, levitating a brick with her magic. “It’s a good thing the guards and servants had already evacuated.”
The castle had suffered extensive damage. While the general foundation remained intact, pieces of the roof were just missing and large sections were just gone. Much to Trixie’s surprise, it broke her heart. Despite the drama, insults, and bullying she’d suffered there, it had been a home for her. The Red Ranger followed her friends, a subdued expression on her face, not bothering to add to her friends’ conversion. She wasn’t in the mood.
Carefully, ponies gathered around the castle, sensing the storm of conflict had finally passed. They found Luna sitting on her throne. They all gasped when they caught sight of her. Luna still looked like Nightmare Moon.
“Fear not, Rangers.” Nightmare Moon said. “My mind has been restored, regardless of my current form.”
“You’re still Luna?” Trixie asked with both hope and dread.
“I don’t understand. Why didn’t you become elderly like me?” Ditzy said. Too exhausted to make the journey herself, she rode on Raindrops’ back.
Luna sighed. “I am not sure. I am an ancient being, Ditzy Doo, and don’t age like normal ponies. Or fusing with the gems’ magic had a strange side effect. I can’t be sure yet. I will tell you this, however, Q’s influence has completely gone.”
Trixie released a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. “That’s a relief.”
“Actually, I have a theory why the Planetary Gems age drain ponies after their destruction,” Twilight said. “The Gems have a parasitic relationship with their host. Q is feeding off their life energy. When it realizes the Gem is about to be destroyed, Q consumes all the energy it can, gorging itself.”
“Horrible,” Ditzy said, shivering. “Maybe destroying Q from within prevented it.”
“Still.” Trixie’s voice trailed off, looking towards Nightmare Moon/Luna. This would complicate things.
“So, it is over.” A new voice said. They turned to find Puissance walking towards them. She walked with a limp, but the doppelganger seemed alright. Spike followed behind, giving the Rangers a cheerful wave.
“Oh yeah, I forgot about you!” Trixie said.
“Yes, quite,” Puissance replied, her voice tight. She ignored the angry looks the Ranger was throwing her. They weren’t friends, and Trixie had no reason to be nice to her.
“We’re very grateful for your help, Puissance!” Cheerilee said quickly. “We couldn’t have defeated Nightmare Moon without you!” Trixie snorted, but she was grateful the noble had helped defeat Nightmare Moon.
“You could be a little nicer, Trixie,” Cheerilee whispered, rebuking her friend.
Luna gave Puissance a grateful bow of her head. “Indeed. You have made yourself quite the hero today, Puissance. Equestria owes you much.”
“If you wish to thank me, fix that first!” Puissance pointed towards the night sky, the eternal night Nightmare Moon had created.
“I intend to.” Luna turned her attention towards a guard hiding behind a broken wall. “Night Terrors, assemble the other guards and any volunteers you can. Canterlot suffered a great deal of damage. Ponies might be injured or trapped.”
“Me?!” Night Terrors’ voice cracked in fear, unsure if he should trust his princess. After the damage Luna had caused, it wasn’t surprising. Most of the ponies observing the scene had a similar expression. It was heartbreaking to see how much her mentor had lost the public’s trust. Something Trixie would fix, by force if necessary.
Before Trixie could threaten anypony, a new pony appeared. Their voice commanded authority and respect. “You heard her. Not far away, I saw some ponies trapped under rubble. They need our help. Get to it!” Cadance commanded.
“Yes, princess!” The batpony jumped to attention, eager to perform the orders of the Cavallian princess.
“Go, Aunty Luna, and restore Celestia back to normal,” Cadance said. “She’s the only one who can rescue the Sun from where you’ve thrown it.”
Nightmare Moon bowed her head in acquiescence and teleported away, much to the civilian ponies’ relief.
“You heard her, girls,” Trixie said. “Ponies are in trouble, and they need our help!”
While the ire and fear directed towards her mentor disturbed her, it didn’t surprise Trixie. It would take centuries for Luna to regain their trust and forgive her for this Eternal Night business. That didn’t even consider the other foreign powers’ reactions. Those troubles were Future Trixie’s problems, however. Ponies still required their help.
“Hello?” Twilight whispered, creaking open the door. The nurse had warned her he might be sleeping. She’d go if he was. He’s probably asleep. It’d be best if she didn’t bother him.
“Twilight?” The voice was so quiet, Twilight almost missed it.
Her breath quickened for a moment before calming herself. Here goes nothing. “Hi, dad.”
“Twi, it’s you. Thanks for coming to visit me.” Night Light said. Twilight got closer, shocked at her father’s fragile state. Beyond his advanced years, he appeared worn out, clinging on by a thread. She took a seat beside him.
“Yeah, I heard about your accident and wanted to see you!” Twilight said with forced cheerfulness.
“The damage wasn’t too severe, but they needed to put a plate in my leg. The doctors say I should be discharged in a couple of days. I will begin physical therapy in a couple of weeks. Their prognosis of me walking again was optimistic. Your mother was here this morning. Despite it being technically against the rules, she brought some home-cooked apple crisp. Your mother’s cooking is always fantastic, one reason I fell in love with her.”
“Yeah...”
“She visits me every day.” Night Light gave a weak smile. “Makes sure I’m comfortable. Shining comes around after every shift, too. It’s on his way home.”
“Look, um.” Guilt tore at Twilight’s heart. The rest of her family had visited without fail. She, however, hadn’t seen him since the fateful day in Canterlot Central Park when his Jupiter Gem got smashed.
Night Light made a weak laugh, reading his daughter’s thoughts. “No, honey, I’m not angry at you for not visiting. I did a terrible thing. I don’t blame you for never wanting to see me again.”
Twilight looked down, ashamed, tears welling in her eyes. “You’re right. I was just so angry. I couldn’t stop hating you for hurting Trixie, for hurting the others. But I’ve learned it wasn’t completely your fault. An evil entity called Q was behind the Planetary Gems, using them to influence their user’s minds. I hated you for no reason. I’m a terrible daughter. You got hurt, and I still refused to see you.”
“Q? So, that was the presence I felt.” Her father went silent for a moment. “Makes sense, but I’m still not angry with you. And I don’t completely blame Q for what happened.”
“What?!” Twilight’s eyes widened in shock.
“Yes, it whispered evil into my ears, but I gave into those dark thoughts. I allowed Q to use my anger and hatred to twist me into something monstrous. I was just so angry at the princess for overlooking you.”
“You were a special girl, Twi. At six, you read books three grades higher than your age. I knew you were something special and deserved the best of everything. I begged and pleaded for Princess Luna to take you as her student. With her, your destiny would be remarkable. Instead, she chose Trixie.”
“No matter how hard I argued with her, Luna refused to change her mind. She’s remarkably stubborn. Trixie wasn’t what I wanted in the princess’s student. I thought of her as a failure, a screw-up. It was outrageous that she became the Element of Magic when you deserved it more.” While the speech was tiring him, Night Light continued anyway, wanting to spill his heart.
“When Corona turned you into a monster, instead of being grateful for saving you, I blamed Trixie for allowing it to happen. If you had become the Ursa Ranger instead, it would have never happened.” Her father gave a bitter laugh. “But in reality, I blamed myself. If I had argued harder with Luna, maybe you wouldn’t have become Corvus. I projected my self-loathing onto Trixie. And Q used that.”
“Dad, I know you think Trixie is a screw-up, but she’s the greatest friend a pony could ask for. She fights for her friends and protects people without hesitation. I don’t regret getting turned into Corvus. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t have the wonderful life I have now.”
Night Light smiled. “I know. Trixie has proven herself to be a true hero. I’m proud she’s your friend. Next time you see her, tell Trixie, I’m sorry for everything. She never deserved how badly I treated her.”
“Dad.” Tears flowed freely. “I’m sorry too. I should have tried harder to save you! Instead, I assumed you were a villain! I didn’t even consider that something might be twisting your mind.”
“Hey, it’s okay. It’s okay” Night Light put a comforting hoof over his daughter’s.
“Dad.” They hugged, and Twilight sobbed into her father’s shoulder. “I love you.”
“I love you too, Twi.” Night Light’s voice was labored as he spoke. “Sorry, I’m not as spry as I used to be.”
They talked some more, but the conversation wore him out, falling asleep as Twilight held his hoof. She stayed with him until visiting hours were over.
“I’ll be back tomorrow, okay,” Twilight said, still reluctant to leave. “I’ll come with mom and Shiny. We’ll be together again as a family!”
“I’d like that.” Night Light said.
“Dad, I’m not sure if we can restore your youth, but we’ll stop Q,” Twilight said, voice full of determination. “The Planetary Gems are gone, but that creature’s still out there. I’ll do whatever it takes to ensure it’s gone for good!”
“That’s my filly.” Night Light laughed. “Strong and smart. Q must be terrified.”
“I love you, dad.” Twilight gave her father another hug.
“Me too, Twi.” Despite his weak limbs, he returned it. “Me, too.”
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Ponies watched the sky with bated breath. Behind them, a clock ticked away the seconds, only adding to their anticipation. Trixie only yawned, bored, wishing Celestia hadn’t bothered with these pointless theatrics. The solar Princess wanted to raise the sun at the correct hour down to the second, hence the needless waiting. Like Luna, her sister loved her dramatics.
Pinkie, of course, had insisted on throwing a sun-raising party in Canterlot Park. Hundreds of ponies, including foreign dignitaries, had arrived to attend. Somehow, ponies had constructed a raised dais for Celestia to perform the deed in front of her captive audience.
“It is time.” The sun princess’s horn glowed a brilliant golden color. Ponies gasped as the small trickles of sunlight appeared over the horizon, blazing a fiery red.
Ponies yelled and cheered. Many openly wept, certain they’d never look upon the sun again. Celestia gave a gracious and humble bow as ponies and other beings broke into uproarious applause.
“I thank you, my little ponies,” Celestia said. “May this be the start of countless sunrises in the future, bringing hope and warmth to the entire planet.”
Oh, brother! You started this mess! While some ponies still remained wary of the sun princess, her warmth and good nature won many ponies over.
Trixie grunted and addressed her mentor sitting beside her. “Will this be a common occurrence? Have you released control of the sun to your sister?”
Luna didn’t speak for a moment, watching the sun as the bright light of the sunrise intensified. Despite herself, Trixie also found herself moved. It was nice to see daylight again after several days of endless darkness.
“I never really had full control of it, I just borrowed it from her a while.” Nightmare Moon replied. “It’s better this way. It was foalish to believe I was ever worthy of the task. The sun is Celestia, and Celestia is the sun. It brightens my heart to see my ponies overjoyed to gaze upon its light again. I’m afraid I didn’t treat it with the respect it deserves. Ponies should have never feared it.”
“I suppose you’re right.” Still, it irked her that Celestia remained unpunished. Sure, the courts had sentenced the sun princess to several years in prison, but it was low-security and serviced her every whim. It hardly seemed like a punishment.
I’m watching you, Corona. I just know you’ll break out and wreak havoc again. Then, I’ll punch you in the face! Trixie took a great deal of pleasure in this image.
Thankfully, ponies also gathered around Princess Cadance, praising her heroism during the Canterlot rescue effort. The Princess of Love had spent the entire night helping coordinate workgroups in both rescuing ponies and helping clear out trash and rubble. Thanks to her efforts, most of the Canterlot streets were clear, making room for the workponies to begin repairs.
The only princess that ponies weren’t heaping praise and love on was Nightmare Moon/Luna. Everypony still looked upon her with fear and suspicion, unsure if she’d lose control again. It was cruel, but they couldn’t control their fear. Mothers made sure their foals gave the moon princess a wide berth. Thankfully, the other Rangers had already forgiven her. Even Dinky had forgiven her, though Trixie still detected a hint of wariness. Getting turned to stone wasn’t something somepony just forgot about.
“It’s so pretty, mom!” Dinky said. “We should watch the sunset every morning!”
The aged mare pulled her daughter close. “I’d like that.”
Nightmare Moon watched the exchange, pain evident on her face. She entered another one of her brooding phases. The Pink Ranger’s lost youth weighed heavily on her mind. Trixie’s day worsened as Greengrass approached.
“Princess.” Greengrass gave a respectful bow. “I’m glad to see you restored. What happened to you gave us all quite a scare.”
Luna gave a nod of her head. “Thank you. I am grateful you aided my student in her time of need. You are many things, Greengrass. But beneath your exterior is an honorable pony.” Trixie couldn’t help but roll her eyes at such nonsense.
“Just the pony I wish to see. Fix that!” Trixie pointed to the Pink Ranger. “You got your youth back. Spill the beans already!”
“It’s not a simple matter,” Greengrass replied after a moment’s hesitation. “It might require a cost too great for Ms. Doo to pay.” Was the ex-duke nervous? He acted like something might jump him from the shadows.
“I don’t doubt it.” Nightmare Moon said. “I have my suspicions about how you accomplished it. It was a perilous thing to do. The cost might be truly terrible in the future.”
Trixie blinked. “Huh?”
“Don’t worry about Ditzy Doo’s aged form, my student,” Luna said. “I plan to solve this matter personally. It is my first act to gain some redemption.”
Greengrass nodded. “I wish you luck, princess. But there is some other matter I wish to discuss.”
Trixie made a show of rolling her eyes. “Your reward, right? What do you want, half the kingdom?”
“Give him a chance to talk, Trixie!” Cheerilee said. “He risked everything to help us!”
Why are you defending this snake, Cheer?
Greengrass snorted. “Nothing of the sort, I assure you. I also desire my own shot at redemption.”
“Told you!” Cheerilee said, her voice dripping with smugness.
“You still wish to dissolve the Night Court, correct? I have read over your proposals and I believe they show promise. What I want is a chance to become governor of the Northern Everfree Provence.”
“What?!” Trixie’s mouth gaped in shock. That covered Ponyville, several small towns, and a majority of the Everfree Forest. It wasn’t a position most ponies coveted.
“I don’t want you to make me governor. I only wish to precipitate in the general election when it happens. Ponies will decide if I am worthy of the position.”
“It’s a good thing nopony will vote for you,” Trixie said, her mind still reeling. He’d asked for less than she’d expected, but he was still playing the angles.
“That’s a great idea, Greens!” Cheerilee gave an eager nod of approval. “I’ll be happy to hoof out pamphlets for you.” Greengrass gave a grateful nod, giving the teacher a secret smile.
“It’s a humble position,” Greengrass replied. “But ripe with opportunities as well.”
“This is acceptable. But this new government wouldn’t be quite what you expect.” Luna coughed, grabbing everypony’s attention. “I have an important announcement.”
Ponies tensed, fearing Nightmare Moon’s next words, wondering if she’d lose control again and plunge the world into chaos.
“I am stepping down as Princess of Equestria,” Luna said with an eerie calm.
“What?!” Trixie sputtered, unable to believe her ears. Everypony else was just as shocked.
“But Auntie Luna.” Cadence gave Celestia a wary eye. “Who will rule in your stead?”
“You will, Cadance.”
“Me?!” The Love Princess gapped. “But!”
“I have seen the way you govern your kingdom, Cadance. It is with wisdom and love. You are beloved by your people. You will do well in this position.”
“I concur,” Celestia said. “You have picked an excellent candidate, sister.”
“What?! You don’t want the position for yourself?” The out-of-character response stunned Trixie.
The sun princess looked down, ashamed. “I have lost that privilege long ago. Besides, Cadance’s wisdom and leadership have impressed me. Her efforts to restore Canterlot are already proof enough.”
“But, but,” Trixie said, lost for words.
“Aunty, do you really think Equestria needs new leadership?” Cadance’s voice lowered to a whisper. “And, what of my own nation?”
Nightmare Moon nodded. “It was long overdue. Equestria needs a fresh start. As for Cavallia, I believe it’s long overdue for our nations to form a stronger bond. You can appoint a representative to serve as your hoof as you govern from here. I won’t completely disappear. I’ll still give you advice and aid from the shadows. The moonlight plants my CRISPR technology developed should help mitigate the crop damage caused by my actions.”
After taking in a deep breath and considering the matter with the utmost seriousness, Cadance nodded. “It would be my honor.”
After hearing this, ponies broke into cheers, shouting Cadance’s name. Celestia gave a benign smile, nodding in approval. Trixie’s friends, while surprised, also showed their support. It was a momentous change in Equestria’s future.
“Are you sure?” Trixie whispered as everypony heaped attention on their new princess. “What will you do now? Are you resigning because ponies aren’t nice to you now? Give it time. I’m sure they’ll love you again!”
“My reasons are more complicated than that, my student.” Nightmare Moon replied, somber. “I’m uncertain what I am anymore. Am I Luna, Nightmare Moon, Q? I need time alone to work it out.”
“Luna…”
“It won’t be like last time when I lost my sister. I’m not entering another drunken stupor, if that’s what you fear. No, I wish to travel the world. I’ve spent too long locked in my duties. I’ve feared for many years that it had become an inescapable prison. It won’t be forever, Trixie. Just a while.”
“Okay.” Trixie’s voice was quiet, thinking she understood her mentor’s logic. “Just buy me plenty of souvenirs on your sabbatical.”
“And, I promise you this, Trixie. I will discover a way to restore Ditzy’s youth. Lemon Hearts, also. She fought with great bravery.” Nightmare Moon said with absolute certainty. “I fear Equestria will still require the Galaxy Rangers in the days ahead.”
“Yeah, some dumb aliens from another universe will invade or something. The usual.”
“Watch over Cadance for me, okay. You are her knight now. I realize you refuse to bend the knee to anypony but me, but Equestria’s newest princess will need your services.”
“Yeah, I will.” Trixie choked up. Her whole life she wanted to be Dame Trixie, Knight of Princess Luna. Reality had spoiled that dream somewhat, but Trixie would do her duty. She’d allow Cadance to be her princess.
“Good luck on your trip, Luna.” Trixie looked away, not wanting her former mentor and princess to see her so emotional. “I’ll keep everypony safe.” She quickly left Luna’s side and joined Cadance, gasping in surprise when Trixie bowed to her.
“Uh, great! I’m glad I have your approval, Trixie!” Cadance said awkwardly. They’d never been friends or even close. So this sudden act of fidelity had surprised the Love Princess.
“Thank you, Princess Cadance,” Trixie respectfully said. “You have my service for the rest of my days.”
“Did Trixie bump her head or something?” Lyra said, bewildered.
“I think it’s a wonderful gesture,” Cheerilee joined her leader in her bow. The rest of the Galaxy Rangers followed, also showing their fidelity.
“I thank you, my knights.” Cadance took a sword from a guard and placed it on each Ranger’s shoulder. “I grant you each the title of Dame and Protector of Equestria. Equestria will duly reward your bravery and sacrifice.”
Ponies cheered. Pinkie launched fireworks and party poppers to celebrate the occasion. The parting intensified as DJ-PON3 appeared, much to Lyra’s annoyance, blasting music from her transforming speaker cart thing. Ponies danced, laughed, and enjoyed life, basking under the sun’s warm glow. Snowflake appeared and shyly asked if she wished to dance. An offer Dame Trixie accepted without hesitation. She ignored the giggles from her friends about her new coltfriend. While Trixie danced, her head turned to scan the crowd. As she feared, Luna/Nightmare had vanished, nowhere in sight.
Good luck, Luna. I hope you find what you’re searching for.
---
“You’re going?” Solar Flare asked, surprised.
“Yes, I deserve a vacation after everything,” Puissance replied. “I deserve it after my stroke.”
“I thought you’d stay and try to become a governor like Greengrass. Many analysts are projecting he has an excellent chance of winning. It is a fertile time to get into a strong political position.”
Puissance snorted. “Let the young jockey for position. I’m too old for that nonsense. Besides, there’s no rush. I’ll move when I’m ready. This is a brand new system with fresh and unknown players and politics. It will be both volatile and chaotic until the system stabilizes. Let everypony learn the rules first before doing anything.”
“And your children? They’d been asking about you. It’s not all bad! Purple Prose sounded genuinely concerned about you!” Solar said, hurrying to reassure her boss.
“Prose is such a sweet dear,” Puissance replied.
The days after her metamorphosis had been chaotic. Several of her children had questioned if she was really their mother at all. North Star was pursuing legal ways to disown her as Puissance since she technically had died, despite Princess Cadance’s assurances to the contrary. While most of her children’s reactions weren’t as volatile, they weren’t sure what to make of their younger, revitalized mother. It was a mess she needed time away from.
Besides, Braeburn had promised to show her around Appleloosa, and how could she refuse that? She was looking forward to some alone time with him. With the bison and pony relations improving, it’d be a peaceful place to relax.
“Tell Purple Prose where we’re going. Only Prose.” Puissance told her secretary. “She can keep a secret. She can join us if she wants. After her last book, she needs some time off.”
Try as she might, Puissance couldn’t cut herself away from her past. Despite everything, she still loved her children, even North Star. Her metamorphosis had given her a new chance. It had even changed her perspective somewhat. By Luna, she’d fix some of her past mistakes. How remained to be seen, but she’d do it. She could accomplish anything. But nevermind, she still needed to pack for her trip. She wondered if Braeburn would like the silk number she wore seventy years ago. Thanks to her new body, it’d still fit. Some things never went out of fashion.
---
“Have a safe trip,” Cheerilee said as they approached the train station. Lyra and Bon Bon had already packed several suitcases beside them.
“I hope you do well in Manehattan, Dame Lyra,” Trixie said, enjoying using her friend’s new title. It made her somewhat giddy inside.
“Yeah, this is a big step.” Ditzy sniffed, biting back tears. “You’re only a Zord trip away, but I’ll miss you.”
“Yeah.” Carrot’s voice trailed off, also tearing up. “It feels wrong leaving like this, but you still deserve this. You’ve earned this opportunity!”
“Guys, thank you.” Lyra rubbed her eyes, pretending not to cry. Saying nothing, they entered into a group hug.
Much to Trixie’s surprise, Bon-Bon seemed subdued and quiet. Something was bothering Lyra’s marefriend.
“What’s wrong?” Trixie gave the candy maker an expectant look.
“What? Nothing.” Bon-Bon waved a dismissive hoof. “I’m only tired from packing.”
Lyra quickly cuddled up next to her marefriend. “You poor thing! Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.”
“Thanks, you’re too nice to me.”
“Bon-Bon, are you having second thoughts about going to Manehatten?” Ditzy asked.
Lyra snorted. “Please, why would she? Our life is perfect! This is exactly what we both want!”
For some reason, Dinky and Bon-Bon gave each other meaningful glances. What the heck was that about? Did the filly know something about the candy maker’s secret life?
“In fact, what the heck!” Lyra bent down on one knee. “I originally planned to do this once we arrived at our new apartment. But now’s a great time!”
“Lyra?”
“Oh my goodness, is she planning to?” Cheerilee said, breathless.
“About time.” Carrot Top snorted.
“What’s going on?” Twilight asked, oblivious. Get it together, Twi!
“I realize this is coming from nowhere, and this isn’t a super romantic spot, but it’s fun being spontaneous!” Lyra coughed, working up the nerve for her next words.
“Bon-Bon, you are the light of my world, my star. When I left for magic school, I lost something precious I never realized I had. But when you reentered my life, it was like regaining my sight. You’re my everything, Bons. I want us to be together forever!” She pulled out a diamond ring, presenting it to her marefriend and the love of her life. “Bon-Bon, will you marry me?”
Time slowed to a crawl. Everypony held their breath in eager anticipation for Bon-Bon’s response. Yet Trixie detected something was wrong. Instead of joy, Bon-Bon’s expression blackened, filled with self-loathing. She extended a hoof and closed the box holding the engagement ring.
“I’m sorry Lyra. I can’t accept.” Tears welled in Bon-Bon’s eyes. “I love you, but I can’t.”
Lyra flinched as if Bons had just slapped her. “But, why? I thought you wanted to spend the rest of our lives together!”
“I’m a horrible marefriend. You deserve much better than a lying scoundrel like me.”
“Bon-Bon?!”
“I’ve kept so many secrets from you. Lied to you every single day.” Bon-Bon’s voice broke. “Love should be truthful, honest, and open. I’m none of these things. I can’t marry you with such secrets staining me.”
Lyra shook her head, refusing to believe such things. “You’re joking! You’re the most honest mare I know!”
“No, it’s true. Almost everything you know about me is a lie.” Bon-Bon sniffed, voice cracking again. “I’m not sure if the Bon-Bon you love even exists. Sorry, but it’s best if we break up.”
“Bon-Bon?!” Lyra said in utter disbelief.
“It’s for the best. I’m sorry, Lyra!” Bon-Bon ran off, leaving a heartbroken Lyra behind.
“Thanks for coming to visit me, Spike,” Celestia said behind her glass window. In other booths, ponies conversed with their loved ones and friends, taking comfort in their presence.
“Well, sure, princess.” Spike, her most faithful servant, said. “You’d get lonely otherwise.”
The dragon had visited her as often as possible, without fail. Celestia had always admired his loyalty towards her. While she adored Spike, Celestia often feared his attachment came from Stockholm Syndrome rather than genuine affection. During their first meeting, Celestia had treated him like a personal slave. After regaining her senses, she’d begun treating him better in a desperate hope to fix her misdeeds. It had patched up their relationship, but Celestia’s doubts and guilt remained. She hoped his feelings were real. Spike was her best friend.
“How’s your new job going? Being the princess’s royal scribe sounds tough.” It was her dragon friend’s job to transcribe the minutes during meetings. His claws made him a quick writer.
Spike sighed. “The usual. Countless meetings and countless squabbling politicians. The Equestrian Parliament hardly seems different from the Night Court.”
Celestia chuckled. “I’m not surprised. Ponies are still ponies. But it’s nice to leave the nobility hierarchy behind. It was a stable and useful system a thousand years ago, but it’s an antiquated system of government today. I am reading good things about Cadance’s abilities. She’s an excellent mediator.”
The love princess has a talent for getting ponies to speak to each other despite the sharp contrast to their political beliefs. Something that usually required Celestia to pull some teeth with a sledgehammer to accomplish. Her sister had denied grooming the Cavallian princess to replace her one day, but she didn’t fool Celestia. She’d proven popular with the dignitaries from other nations also. Though, her work was cut out for her. The minotaurs weren’t pleased about her sister mad grab for absolute power, and the zebras were offended that Nightmare Moon had almost destroyed the sun, an object that they’d considered sacred.
“Yeah, I’m impressed with her, too. Though she won’t stop trying to hook me up with one of the new governors. Says we’d be an excellent match. She’s such a shameless matchmaker. I swear, she’s trying to hook up one half of her new government with the other!” They shared a laugh at this.
“Maybe you should give it a shot. Cadance has excellent taste.”
“No way! You’re the only pony I need, Celestia!” Spike replied. Despite herself, red burned on Celestia’s cheeks. Oh dear, she never realized how much she meant to him. She shifted uncomfortably, unsure how to accept that revelation.
Celestia coughed, embarrassed. “How about Trixie? Is she adjusting well to her new princess?”
“Oh, that?” Spike’s lips twisted into a smirk. “It’s super awkward between the two of them. Cadance is trying to be patient, but the Red Ranger’s abrasive, blunt nature gets on her nerves. Trixie’s trying to be nice, but it isn’t exactly working.”
Celestia laughed. “Oh, dear.”
“One subject they’ve often clashed about is you, princess,” Spike said. “Trixie doesn’t trust you and thinks your prison isn’t secure enough. Says you're given too much freedom and that you’re up to something.”
“That’s Trixie for you.”
The Red Ranger’s paranoia was legendary. Of course, she was right, but Celestia would enact her schemes after Trixie’s lifetime. She contented herself with remaining in prison for a couple of decades. Clashing against the Galaxy Rangers had proven futile. Best to allow them to live their natural lives. Celestia had years to spare. Besides, after what happened to Luna, she deserved this punishment. Nightmare Moon was only meant to cause some mischief and discredit her sister, not threaten the entire world. Celestia was happy to endure her sentencing, for she truly deserved it. Despite everything, Luna deserved better.
“Cuffs, thank you for allowing me to speak with Spike longer than what regulation allows,” Celestia said to her guard after her visiting season had ended.
“It isn’t a problem, princess.” Cuffs replied, a grin on her face. “You deserve a reward for your good behavior. The warden had his fears, but you haven’t even spoken out of turn. You’re the most well-behaved prisoner I’ve ever had!.”
Celestia gave a gentle laugh. “I am a princess. I have standards to fulfill. The warden doesn’t need to worry. My villainous days are long behind me.”
Celestia allowed Cuff to lead her back to her cell. Of course, a cell wasn’t the term most ponies would use upon seeing it. It was spacious, with fine furniture sitting on a decorative rug. Several bookshelves lined the wall, filled to the brim with books. Despite her best efforts, catching up on a thousand years of literature wasn’t a simple task. Prison gave her plenty of free time to catch up on modern pop culture.
After waving Cuffs goodbye, she picked up a book containing the stories of Sherlock Hooves. Detective stories had gotten popular since her imprisonment in the sun, and Celestia was hooked. It was a shame the author, Sir Coltan Doyle, died before her freedom. She would have loved to speak at length with him about the character.
Stars shone in the sky when Celestia was ready to retire. She’d made it a habit of making each of her sunrises a spectacle and wanted to look her best, impressing the other prisoners with its artistry. Even the press had taken notice of the ritual, often taking pictures for the national papers. Celestia hid a secret smile. It wouldn’t be long until ponies entirely forgot her stint as Corona.
She gazed out the window towards the starry night sky. Her sister’s night was lovely, as usual, though the number of missing stars saddened her somewhat. In her bid to defeat the Galaxy Rangers, she’d used too many of the Star Beasts. They’d eventually repopulate, but that would take many millions of years.
“Yes, it also breaks my heart seeing the night sky so empty.” A voice said, making Celestia jump, turning to discover a white unicorn standing beside her, also gazing out the window.
“Greetings,” Celestia said, regathering her wits. “I didn’t see you there. Are you a new member of the prison staff?”
The newcomer appeared nothing like a prisoner or a guard. On her flank were three sparkling diamonds that shone in the dim light.
Instead of answering, the mare continued to gaze out the window. Much to Celestia’s surprise, the mare seemed genuinely heartbroken by the missing stars. Instead of pressing the newcomer, Celestia waited, curious why the mare had broken into her cell.
“No, darling. I came here to see you. My name is Rarity, and we have a grave matter to discuss.” The mare said, turning her attention towards the sun princess.
Something about the mare seemed familiar. Then Celestia had it. “Aren’t you a resident of Ponyville? I seem to recall seeing you around.”
Rarity beamed. “You honor me, princess. I am the proprietor of Carousel Boutique. I make my living as a dressmaker. Perhaps once you leave prison, you can sample my wares. I make some of the finest dresses in Equestria.”
“Is that so? What would a dressmaker want with me?”
Rarity returned her gaze back towards the night sky. “A warning.”
Celestia blinked. “A warning?”
“Oh, my brothers and sisters. You’ve fought so hard, but it’s too late now. The cracks have already begun forming.”
“Sorry?” Had a madmare broken into her room?
“The Star Beast, do you know what they are?” Rarity asked.
“They are beings of pure energy. Many provide light for planets so they can live.” Celestia replied. “Ponies know little about them beyond that.”
“By design.” Rarity said. “Else their great work might become threatened.”
“Great work?”
“You ponies. You always mess with things you don’t understand.” Rarity’s mood darkened. “Never understanding the consequences if they’re disturbed.”
“Who are you?” Celestia asked, becoming weary of her guest.
“My name is not something that you ponies would understand. The ancient prophecies speak of a calamity soon to come. While obtuse, they hint the Elements of Harmony will be necessary to stop it. The elders sent me to this planet as a foal to aid the champions when they finally appeared. That was almost three hundred years ago. I am a Star Beast.”
“What? But…”
“You thought Star Beasts weren’t sapient and only a collection of energy? No, we are very much thinking beings like ponies.” Rarity’s expression hardened. “You stole us from the sky and twisted us into monsters.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t know.” Celestia’s thoughts reeled at this sudden revelation. She’d suspected her sun had a degree of intelligence, but this was beyond anything she’d ever suspected. “If I had known!”
Rarity’s face softened. “That is ancient history. I am not here to condemn you. Besides, your actions created our sister Twilight. Even our wisest elders never predicted the emergence of a seventh champion.”
“You speak of a calamity? What is it? How can we prepare?” While many considered her a villain, Celestia refused to allow anything to harm her ponies.
“It started the moment you created your first Star Beast monster. We exist not only to bring light into the universe. We also maintain its structure. True, we die, but we prepare another to take our place to maintain the balance. Your massive upheaval has destabilized our universe. Not enough to cause its collapse, but you’ve made the cosmos vulnerable, allowing outsiders to creep inside.”
“Like Ithaut-daoth!” Celestia said in sudden realization. The monster had attempted to break into their universe to devour it until the Lyra, the Blue Galaxy Ranger, had stopped it.
Rarity nodded. “And made it easier for Q to break its prison. But we fear worse will arrive soon.”
What have I done?! Panic set in as Celestia realized the extent of the damage she’d inadvertently caused. She’d never meant for this to happen.
“The Rangers should know about this!”
“They will, in time.” Rarity replied. “I’ve done my best to prepare them for the trials ahead. But they still aren’t ready. They will need your assistance if they are to succeed. You know ancient secrets they will need.”
“Of course,” Celestia said, nodding. Already, her mind raced through many ancient magics she’d learned about over the millennia.
“They will need your help to restore the balance of the universe.” Much to Celestia’s shock, Rarity’s body began fading right before her eyes. “You wish to redeem yourself for your past sins? Prove it. The entire universe is on the line.” The mare completely disappeared, leaving Celestia all alone.
