Celestia has just dropped Twilight as her student. And now Twilight seeks her revenge.
Twilight Sparkle has done much in her life. She’s saved Equestria from Chaos and Nightmares, from Tyranny and Invasion. She has gone from being just Celestia’s student, learning about friendship, to the royal archmage of Canterlot, head of all magical theory. So when a letter comes, tearing apart everything she has held onto for years, how will she act? To what lengths will she go to solve what she see’s as the greatest injustice in the history of ponykind?
Cover art used without permission, created by Sajira on Deviant Art, who never responded to my request....... And who's Deviant Art account is no longer active...
It was a relatively peaceful day in Ponyville. Celestia’s sun was just breaking over the horizon, Luna’s moon having set not an hour before. Applejack was already hard at work, caring to her apple orchard. Pruning the dead branches, clearing dead leaves, Applejack made her way from tree to tree. Harvest season wasn’t for a few months, and the apple trees had just started to blossom.
In another part of town Rarity was just going to bed. She had spent the night working on a dress, and needed a few hours of sleep before she would have to wake Sweetie Belle for school. She yawned as she levitated her newest creation away, content with it for now. “I’ll need to work on it more later, just the finishing touches though. I can have it shipped out by the end of the week.” She told herself, slowly ascending the stairs.
And in yet another part, in a beautiful treehouse Library, a teen-aged dragon had just awoken. He made his way down the stairs, intent on making breakfast for Twilight and himself. He had started the pancakes when he felt a familiar burble in his stomach. Turning from the stove he let out a burp and trail of flame, catching the scroll as it appeared. A quick check of the seal confirmed it was from Celestia, and for Twilight. He brought it out to Twilight’s desk, knowing she would open it when she awoke. She’s been more picky about me opening the letters and reading them for her recently. He thought to himself. With a shrug he strode back into the kitchen, donned his chef’s hat, and continued working.
As he predicted, not five minutes later he heard Twilight’s hooves on the stairs. He smiled, having just finished the second batch of pancakes. With a content grin on his face he brought the pancakes out, calling out “Twilight! Pancakes are on the table. Fresh and hot. And a letter from Celestia came not too long ago. It’s on your desk.” Seating himself, Spike pulled a few pancakes to himself, and happily dug in.
“I’ll be a minute. I want to see what Celestia said.” Twilight called back. Spike heard a faint rustle as Twilight opened the letter, then nothing more as she read. A few minutes passed, and yet Twilight did not walk in. In fact, from what Spike could hear, she hadn’t moved since sitting at her desk to open the letter.
As more time passed, Spike began to worry. Slightly confused, Spike rose, making his way back into the living room. On the couch sat Twilight, curled up, twitching. “Twilight? Are you okay?” When Twilight failed to respond, Spike moved closer. “Twilight, what’s wrong?” The unicorn's reaction was only to turn, looking at the letter she had received. Spike picked it up and read.
Dear Twilight Sparkle,
I understand that this will likely find you in the morning, having just awoken. And for that, I am sorry. However, this message must be sent as soon as possible. As I’m sure you understand, I take on personal students to teach and train. I only ever take on the most magically gifted and exceptional ponies. I train my students, and have never had to let a student go before, as they always had something new to learn, no matter how long they lived. Sadly, you have learned everything I have to offer you as your teacher. And so, I must dismiss you as my student. I must open myself up to being able to accept another. So, goodbye my faithful student. Enjoy where life takes you.
-Celesita
Spike slowly read over the letter a second time, unable to believe his eyes. But they had not lied. Celestia had just dismissed Twilight as her student. He slowly looked up, understanding how Twilight was reacting. As he reached out to stroke his friends mane, Twilight erupted.
Applejack watched as a column of light erupted from Ponyville. She knew the only unicorn powerful enough for such a display was Twilight. Her pruners fell to the ground as she galloped off, racing to check on her friend. What the blazes has happened to Twilight? Is she okay?
Elsewhere in ponyville, Rarity felt the pulse of magic spread through her, shocking both her and Sweetie Belle awake. “Stay where you are Sweetie!” She yelled up the stairs, racing off to check on her friend. I can’t let Sweetie Belle near Twilight now. Not with that much magic pouring out of her. I don't know if I can risk it.
Spike watched in horror as Twilight rose into the air, pieces of their home floating around her. Her coat was pure white, her mane and tail living flames. “TWILIGHT!” he called out. “She had to have had good reason for this. Calm down! PLEASE!” Though the heat radiating off Twilight was immense, Spike was able to stand it. The same could not be said for the books Twilight had come to love. Everything around her was slowly being turned to dust in her rage.
“No Spike. Celestia just cast me aside like a rag doll. She will pay for this.” Twilight’s voice echoed across most of Ponyville, waking those who had slept through the explosion. And with that, Twilight blinked out, leaving Spike behind, in the ruins of their home. The dragon fell to the ground, his body shaking in fear. He looked down into his hand, surprised to find the letter had survived the destruction. Must be my fireproofness... He wearily thought.
“Spike! What in tarnation happened here?” Applejack yelled as she ran up. “And what did Twilight mean by all that? What did Celestia do?”
Spike slowly turned, shaking his head. As the rest of the Elements of Harmony gathered around, Spike pulled the letter away from his chest, and read it to the others. They stared on as Spike finished the letter. “I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what she’s going to do. But I’m scared.” Spike curled up, rocking slightly.
“There there Spike. I’m sure whatever Twilight has planned will work out in the end.” Rarity comforted, sitting next to Spike. Her head turned towards Canterlot, along with the other Elements, her face betraying her worry. “Be safe Twilight,” she whispered.
“Celestia? Please tell me you felt that pulse of magic?” Luna panted, having just run to the throne room. She knew what that pulse meant. Only a unicorn of exceptional power could create something like that. And there was only one pony alive with that kind of power.
“Yes I did. I do hope Twilight isn’t too angry with me. I’m sure once I get a chance to explain she’ll understand why I did that.” Celestia responded quietly. “Everypony! I regret to inform you that the Day Court must be canceled until further notice. My sister has brought me grave news which I must attend to at once.”
Luna followed Celestia out of the room, a few steps behind her. “What are you going to do Tia? She’s been your student for the better part of 30 years. And now you’ve just let her go. Why? You still haven’t told me why you released her.”
Celestia shook her head, opening her door slowly. “Luna, I have my rules. I may be able to have anything I want, but there are some rules I will not break. Not even for Twilight. This is the only way.”
Luna stared on, wondering what her sister meant. She hardly blinked at Celestia’s door slammed in front of her. There were only three rules Celestia held fast to. She would never kill unless there was no other option. She would never have a romantic relationship with any of her students. And she would stay loyal to her subjects till the end. The first and last didn’t make sense here, so it had to be the second. But surely Celestia didn’t....? Or did she?
Twilight teetered for a moment, her coat and mane reverting to normal, as she appeared outside Canterlot. The long distance teleport had shaken her magical reserves. Quickly righting herself, her rage flowed back, threatening to transform her again. She kept it under control though, knowing she wouldn’t be able to get into the city looking that way. Everypony for a hundred miles knows where I am when I’m like that. She paced back and forth, deciding on her next move. The original plan had been to appear in the throne room and confront Celestia. But then what? Twilight sighed, beginning to plot. Her rage had long since consumed her, leading her to seeing in absolutes.
Celestia doesn’t care about me. How could she, with they way she wrote that letter? She has to pay for this. But how? Twilight paced, pondering for a while before an idea struck her. I’ll overthrow her. There is nothing she loves more than the ponies of Equestria. I’ll turn them against her, and take everything she cares about from her. I’m sure Luna can handle the sun and moon. And she wouldn’t dare stand in my way. She still wants to be loved. With a grin she stopped, turning to Canterlot. I can’t let Celestia know I’ve arrived in the city though. I’ll have to bypass customs and security, she thought with a grimace. Her task wasn’t going to be easy. With another small flash she teleported away.
The other five elements of harmony had quickly packed, preparing for the trip to Canterlot. It was a long train ride, and they needed to calm down Twilight as soon as possible. There was no telling what she could do if left unchecked. Though they had all prepared in their own way, each was prepared for the worst. With a heavy aura surrounding them, they left, heading for the train station.
Small idle talk was had both as they waited for the train, and as they rode it. The journey was long, and uneventful, until the train began to slow. Rarity turned to look out the window, smiling. “Ahh, I can not wait to be back in Canterlot. Such a- Girls. I do believe that is the mountain next to us. Not the train station.”
The others joined Rarity in looking out the window as the train fully stopped. And indeed, they had stopped next to a sheer cliff face, rather than the Canterlot Train Station. “I’ll go check it out.” Rainbow Dash declared, speeding out the window. The others sat down, waiting patiently. She was back surprisingly quickly, having been gone for barely a minute. The girls gathered around her as she landed, eager for the news. “The whole place is under lockdown. Shining put his shield up, and nothing is going through.” Rainbow shook her head. “Guards are on the other side, all I could do was wave.”
The other four rushed back to the windows, sticking their heads out this time to confirm what Dash had said. And indeed, a giant purple bubble had surrounded Canterlot. The train lurched as it slowly reversed, making its way back to Ponyville. “This is Twilight’s doin’, Ah’ll bet mah hat on it.” Applejack declared. When the others turned to stare at her, she explained. “Look, Ah reckon Twilight’s mighty angry with Celestia right about now. And she has every right ta be, the way Celestia treated her an’ all. And she knows we’re the only ponies who can stop her, or even just calm her down enough ta see reason. So, she attacked the city after getting in. Her brother uses his fancy shield, and boom, we can’t get ta her.”
“But darling, why would Twilight need to keep us from calming her down? Just how mad is the poor dear?” Rarity asked, confused.
“Ah don’t rightly know. But, if Ah had to wager, Ah’d say she’s fixin to kill Celestia for this.” The farmer took her hat off and shook her head. Rarity and Fluttershy gasped. “Being Celestia’s student was everthang to her. Without that, well, Ah reckon she thinks she’s lost everything.” The others looked on in horror. They couldn’t believe their friend would ever be capable of murder. But the way Applejack explained it, everything was starting to make sense. Once again they all turned in the direction of Canterlot, looks of concern on every face.
Twilight stumbled again as she landed in her old room. Not the one she had in Canterlot Castle, but before that, in her parent’s home. Knowing she couldn’t stay long, she closed her eyes, listening for any sounds of her parents. A few minutes passed, and Twilight heard nothing. Must still be at work. Good, she thought, exiting her room. She didn’t want to disturb anything, or leave any evidence of her arrival at all, so she exited with as little contact as possible. With her plans, she couldn’t bear to bring her family into this. I love them all. How can I involve them in what I’ve got planned?
As memories of her family floated through her mind, she eventually landed on her brother. Oh horsefeathers, I forgot about him. And the royal guard. Twilight mentally berated herself for forgetting such a crucial piece of information. How can I keep my parents out of this, and get the riot past Shining? Twilight gently snuck out of the house, making sure nopony was around, and trotted off, heading up the street. Her mind ran through possibility after possibility. Eventually, just as she turned off her old street and into a more busy street, the answer came to her. I can’t keep Shining out of this. But I can force him to my side and help me. Twilight grinned. Even if he doesn’t realize he’s going to.
Twilight walked on, turning down into the less visited areas of Canterlot. Now, for stage one. The girls are likely on their way, thinking they can stop me. I don’t want them involved in this. I doubt I can win them over, and I don’t want to have to fight them. I love those girls as much as my family.
Twilight made her way into one of Canterlot’s few abandoned factories. It was leftover from when there was a huge craze to have fake Elements of Harmony jewelry. Twilight shook her head, glad that it was just pieces of plastic. But the factory did seem like the perfect place to start. She had never liked those fake Elements. She had never liked the idea of her life being used to sell toys to children, and had often refused to even recognize their existence.
Twilight let her rage consume her again as she lifted into the air, charging up a spell. Have to make it look like an outside attack, she thought. At least enough to fool the unicorns who will no doubt investigate this.Twilight unleashed her spell, bolts of magical energy raining down and striking the factory around her. As the smoke billowed around her, revealing the destroyed, burning factory, she teleported away, a final thought on her mind. That should get Shining to put his shield up. Keeps this whole mess from getting out of hand.
Celestia and Luna stood on Celestia’s balcony, watching as smoke slowly curled up, away from the destruction. Luna looked up, noting the fleets of pegasi flying in, rain clouds in tow. She smiled softly as the clouds were emptied onto the growing blaze.
“Princesses,” A guard started, pushing the door to Celestia’s room open.
“Yes Corporal?” Celestia asked calmly, not turning to face him. “What do you have to report on the attack?”
The guard stood at attention, giving his report. “It was purely magical in nature your highness. A troop of unicorns have swept the area, searching for any trace magical evidence. None has been found as of yet. We have also been unable to determine if this attack came from within, or without, the city walls.” The guard bowed as he finished.
“Instruct General Armor to place his shield around the city. We are going into full lockdown.” Luna commanded, not turning from the dying blaze either. The guard exited, closing the door behind her. “Only one unicorn could pull that size blast off, and get away unnoticed Tia.” Luna commented, not turning.
“I know Lulu.” Celestia answered, her eyes never leaving the ashes of the old factory. “Twilight Sparkle has long since been a brilliant strategist. Until she reveals her plan, there is nothing we can do to stop her.”
“So what shall we do?” Luna asked as a purple bubble formed around Canterlot. Both sisters looked up, smiling sadly at the dome. “And are we going to tell him? I believe he deserves to know this was his sister.”
“No.” Celestia replied firmly. “He would show mercy to her. His heart wouldn’t be in the chase to find her. He, above all, mustn’t know who this was. We will tell nopony.”
Luna nodded. “Alright. So what are we going to do? Surely we must take actions to calm her.”
“There is only one thing we can do sister, and that is to wait. Twilight Sparkle is in the city, laying low. Until she wants to be found, she won’t be. Until she reveals her plan, we won’t know what she’s doing.”
“Then guess sister. What do you think she’s going to do?”
“I would say she is here to try to take her revenge upon me. Likely through dissent amongst Canterlot. Though I have no idea how far her plan goes.”
“Are we going to try to stop that?” Luna inquired, turning to her sister.
“No. I..” Celestia looked down, shaking her head. “I can’t. Not this time.” A few tears slowly dropped off the alicorn’s muzzle.
“Then I will.” Luna calmly replied. A few moments of silence passed between the alicorns before they turned back to the dead blaze, watching as the smoke slowly drifted up. “Are you going to tell me why you dismissed her yet? I’d like to at least know why she was dismissed Tia.”
“You shall find out soon enough. Though I would have expected that you’d have figured it out by now.”
I was afraid you’d say that. It looks like she really does... Luna shook her head. I hope Twilight can forgive her.
Twilight spent the rest of the day hiding in the one room she knew nopony would ever look in, her old room in Canterlot Castle. Not that she expected anypony to be looking for her, but she still planned to stay hidden. She didn’t want to talk with Celestia just yet. Not until she was ready to enact her plan. Since she had left her room years ago not a thing had changed. Her books were still on the shelves, her desk was still covered in various drafts. She hadn’t bothered to clean anything when Celestia sent her to Ponyville almost 20 years ago. Twilight chuckled, smiling as she walked around. And there’s the book on Nightmare Moon I had. I’m actually surprised nopony cleaned up in here.
A shiver went down Twilight’s back, and immediately she knew something was wrong. She had been so wrapped up in the nostalgia that she hadn’t bothered to dismantle any of the intruder spells that she, and no doubt later Celestia, had placed. She hadn’t even bothered to de-activate them before they went off. Her horn flared as she reset her charms, readjusting them to ignore her. Celestia’s spells were harder, but Twilight was quickly able to change the intruder message. She knew it would have said that something about pony sized had appeared, not being the most specific of spells. It was just something to inform her of some kind of intruder. She rewrote it to say that the something was smaller, more the size of a cat than a pony.
She quickly teleported herself to the second floor, hiding in the rafters, her breath ragged, only seconds before a guard burst into the room. She felt her own spells trigger a few seconds later, identifying the guard quickly. With a small flash she teleported a small purple tabby cat into her room, sending it trotting down her stairs. She held her breath for several seconds hearing the guard walk around, clearly searching, until she heard the guard speak up. “Just a cat your highness. Though I must wonder how it got in.”
“Thank you good sir. Ah yes, Little Twilight, Twilight’s pet.” Luna’s voice drifted up the stairs.
Damn, she must not have actually entered the room. Twilight thought, annoyed she hadn’t thought to extend her charms out the door. I’ll have to look into that if I can.
“I’ll inform my sister. Please make sure L.T. is taken back to Twilight’s parents. I’m sure they’re wondering where she is.” Twilight felt her charms dissipate as the guard left the room.
Twilight stayed where she was for a few more minutes. I’ll need to set off diversions in other parts of the town. Start leaving a little purple cat in random places. Little Twilight is such a good little kitty. Twilight concluded, doing a slow gentle scan to ensure the room was empty. Having determined that it was empty, she dropped down, landed quietly, and sat. This will make a good hiding place. As long as I don’t give them reason to look in here, they won’t bother.
As the next day dawned, Twilight blearily blinked her eyes open, pushing her blankets off her. She had teleported her bedding from Ponyville into her room, collapsing onto them soon after. The sheer power required to move them so far, and through her brother’s shield, had drained her. Glad I got them in though. Can’t risk moving anything in Canterlot. Twilight sat up, stretching. And I don’t know how long I can go on sleeping in the rafters. Not a very comfortable place. I’ll use my bed tonight.
She slowly descended down to her floor, sighing. Now, if I’m going to start a revolution I’m going to need some very powerful ponies behind me. Twilight paced lightly, her mind flashing through ponies she could use. Blue Blood would definitely be an ally. He’s a big pompous ass, and I don’t exactly like him, but I know that if he thinks this will give him more power, he’ll take it. And he has the money I would need, along with the information on the other ponies. But he’s not influential. Who else? I could try Fancy Pants. He’s got enough influence to bend the people to my side, but I don’t know if I can get him. I’ll give it a shot though.
Twilight continued pacing, going down the list of who else she could turn. If I can get Hoity Toity, perhaps Pony Joe, anypony from Octavia’s ensemble, or her wife DJ PON-3, I’m sure I can have them spread the revolt. I just need to convince enough ponies that Celestia shouldn’t rule over us any longer. That would devastate that overgrown flying unicorn. And I don’t need them all, just a few. But again, how? Twilight sat down, sighing deeply. I bet I could use my friends. Twilight’s ears perked up, a maniacal grin spreading across her face. They can’t be here for obvious reasons, but if I bend the truth, perhaps I can convince those I talk with that my friends would be on my side. I’m sure Hoity Toity, and perhaps even Fancy Pants, would listen if I dropped Rarity's name. And Vinyl would listen if I tell her Pinkie’s on my side. That will work. Twilight’s grin grew as a plan started to formulate in her mind.
Twilight thought a bit longer, running over everything else she could use to her advantage. And of course I can use psychology on the ponies. Twilight smiled. Mob mentality, and polarization. Once the mob starts, all I have to do is keep them fed with anger and the like. Mobs stick together and grow, even when only a few ponies have any idea what’s going on. They’ll stay in the mob as long as I do.
Twilight grinned, watching her plan start to fall into place. This isn’t going to be done overnight. Which means I’m going to have to find a way to have Shining keep his shield up. I know he can. Twilight chuckled softly, standing. For now, I need to get a few things in motion, to better convince the ponies of Canterlot.
Twilight sat down, pulling a few pieces of paper from her stash. First, I’ll need to recreate the letter Celestia sent me. Her horn glowed, a quill slowly scratching out the letter, each word coming from Twilight’s memory. Though it pained her to remember the letter, she knew she had to write it out, be able to show the ponies what Celestia had done to her. ‘After all,’ I’ll tell them. ‘If she doesn’t care about me anymore, what does she care about you?’
Twilight sighed, knowing the answer was far from what she would be implying. She loves Equestria. No matter how much or how little she cares for me, she will never stop loving this country. She shook her head, dismissing the thoughts. But still. I’m going to make her pay for what she did to me. A few tears splashed down, dripping off the end of her muzzle, leaving small marks and smudges. Twilight blinked, staring at the tears. Where did those come from? She wondered. Oh well, makes it seem more real I guess. Twilight shook her head, drying the rest of her tears. Next, a failed letter. Need her to reject a letter of mine, make her seem more heartless.
Twilight quickly scratched out a letter on another piece of parchment, an evil grin spreading across her face.
Dear Princess Celestia,
I have received your letter, and I am distraught by it. I can not begin to understand why you have done this. Why couldn’t you have told me in person? What am I supposed to do now? How I can I perform my duties as Archmage of Canterlot if I can’t trust you to be open and honest with me?
-Twilight
Twilight forced a few tears out, letting them drop onto her letter as she wrote. Have to make it look right after all. She thought bitterly. And now for the finishing touches. Twilight cast a quick illusion spell on the parchment, one she had learned from Luna years before. There, now if anypony but her reads it, it will look like a plea for help from one of the outlying cities, not a letter from me. Can’t have it getting to her if this is to work after all. Twilight looked over the letter, allowing herself to see the enchantment. Something about a drought, and the failure of their crop. Nothing major enough to elicit a response though. And there’s no way they would bring this to Celestia. The guard will simply say they can’t help. It’s their job to filter through the hordes of mail she gets after all.
Twilight focused her magic, and with a bright flash, teleported the letter away. She knew it would appear buried amongst the hordes of letter Celestia always received. Deep enough to not be noticed as it comes in, but high enough to be responded to soon. And a little extra enchantment to make sure any response gets sent back to me. She thought with another flash of her horn.
She stood, stretching. I’ll get Blue Blood on my side first. Then he can help me with the others. She thought with a grin. But I’ll start with him tomorrow. For now, I’ll do some recon. Check on the mood of the castle.
Twilight sat back down, slowly weaving a complex spell around her, another she had learned from Luna. As the enchantment settled over her, she faded away, fading into the shadows. With a smile she looked at herself, noting how the parts of her draped in the shadows of the rafters faded away. Celestia likes her castle bright though. She thought angrily, staring at her clearly visible tail, resting just outside the shadows. This spell works wonders for Luna, as she only goes out at night. I’ll need another little spell.
Twilight closed her eyes again, this time focusing much more on the spell as the threads of it intertwined around her. The spell slowly finished, Twilight panting as her magical reserves were greatly drained. Never easy casting an S.E.P. spell. Even Celestia gets tired after it. She thought with chagrin. She stood, trotting over to her mirror, slightly wobbly. She looked into her mirror, glad to see that her eyes looked everywhere but at her. Good. That should be enough to hide me. Have to make sure I don’t go near any lone guards though. Never seems to work on somepony alone.
With an evil grin, Twilight slipped out of her room, quickly darting to the shadows on the wall across from her door. Both guards looked at her door as it opened, slightly confused. “What the?” one of them asked.
“Hey, it’s your turn to deal with this.” The other responded, relaxing back into his position. “You go tell the princess.”
“What are you talking about? It’s obviously your turn to tell the princess.” The other retorted, staring at his companion angrily.
Twilight smiled as she trotted down the hall, the bickering guard’s voices fading into the background. Looks like it works. She chuckled to herself. First, the barracks. Need to see how the guards are doing. Twilight slipped down the hall, sticking to the walls and shadows, darting across the openly lit places.
Using her knowledge of the layout of the castle, and its various hidden pathways, Twilight quickly made it down to the basement. She trotted around, winding through the torchlit corridors, trying to stay hidden. Forgot these halls are all torchlit. The slip into the shadows spell won’t do me much good down here. Luckily she passed no guards, and was able to make it to the barracks unnoticed.
The barracks were a sprawling place. More than just a place the guards could stay at when their shift lasted multiple days, it was a full place for them to live. The main door led to a giant room, full of couches and tables for the guards to relax at while off duty. Near the back were a few pool tables and such, all for allowing the guards to take a break. Through one of the doors was a large kitchen for them to cook in, though they usually just ordered from the main kitchens. On the other side of the room were more doors leading to smaller rooms, where a guard could relax alone.
Though it was the middle of the day, there were still a few guards in the room when Twilight walked in, likely on their break. They all turned, staring, slightly confused. To them, all they saw was the door opening itself. Twilight quickly caught on, leaving the door open as she slipped to the side. “Oh fine, I’ll get it.” one of the guards droned. “Bunch of lazy bums.” he called out, getting up to close the door. “And where did the draft come from?” The rest of the guards shrugged as he walked back.
I’ll need to watch for him. Twilight thought. The S.E.P. doesn’t seem to be affecting him enough. The unicorn stuck to the wall, sitting herself down in a corner. Now, let's see how the guards are feeling. She thought with a smile, settling in.
The guards relaxed a bit, resting in their spots. A minute of calm silence passed before one of them spoke up “So, Stalwart Defense, what were you saying about the collapse of the factory?”
Well that was fast... Twilight thought to herself, smiling.
One of the other guards looked up from his cup. “Oh, right. Well, I heard that the reason General Armor put his shield up was that the fire on the east side of town was actually caused by a terrorist attack. Not that the factory collapsed from disrepair.” The others stared at him, mouths agape. “I know we were told that it just collapsed from not being used in so long, but that didn’t sit with me. A factory of that size wouldn’t just suddenly fall apart. And I was part of the team that investigated it. There were magical traces everywhere. That was definitely no accident. It stands to reason that it was an attack.”
“So you mean somepony was trying to attack Canterlot?” A relatively new guard spoke up. “Who would be foalish enough to try that? I mean, we’ve got the princesses day and night guarding us, and Twilight can be here in a matter of minutes if needed. And that shield of the General’s will keep anypony out.”
“I know.” the guard named Stalwart replied. “But what if that was the plan? Seal off the city, and let them work in the city?” The room fell silent. “I mean, there is no way they can get in now, so they have to already be in. And, if their plan was to get that shield up...” the guard trailed off, not needing to continue.
“Well, obviously Celestia would know that.” A guard commented. “I mean, she must have figured this out, and that’s why she had Shining put his shield up. And she would know that it would’ve been the plan of the attacker to seal off the city. She must be planning to trap them in here, so we can find them.” The other guards slowly nodded, seeing the sense in their companion’s words. “The only weird part is that she would lie to us. I mean, why keep something like this from us?”
“She’s probably doing it to keep us from panicking, and spreading worry throughout the city. She wants everypony to stay calm.” Another added to the conversation. “I wouldn’t be surprised if she blows this all off as a drill and starts having patrols increased, again as part of a drill,” she sagely added.
The room was silent for a few minutes as the guards thought. Twilight stood, her horn gently glowing as she pulled the door open. She slipped out into the hall, letting one of the guards close the door behind her. Wow. Didn't think they’d figure that out. Maybe I can feed their fears though, start causing some panic amongst the guard. She thought, winding her way back to the main levels.
Twilight slipped out of the basement, making her way once more through the castle. So that’s how the guards are. A little bit of worry, with enough fuel for me to fan the flames. She thought calmly to herself, making her way to the east wing of the castle. Now to check on the staff. They should be taking their lunch break about now, relaxing in their lounge room.
Twilight again slipped in, this time surprised to find the room empty. She looked around, slightly confused, wondering where everypony had gone. Closing her eyes and listening, she soon heard muffled voices drifting from the staff kitchens. Twilight made her way to the doorway, leaning against the frame to listen in.
“What do you mean Princess Celestia and Princess Luna have been reclusive? Princess Luna is always a shut in, but Celestia hasn’t changed in the least.” A female voice drifted out.
“Exactly what I said. I know Princess Luna doesn’t go out much, but since that fire yesterday, and the shield going up, she’s been in her room, or with her court.” a male voice responded “I normally see her sitting on one of the balconies, working on her night. These past two nights though, nothing. She leaves her court, and goes straight to her room.”
“But what about Celestia? I haven’t seen any changes in her over the past two days.” a second male voice asked. “She’s been perfectly normal.”
“But she hasn’t.” Another female responded. “Not two hours ago she cancelled all courts except those that are strictly necessary. And I saw her leaving from General Armor’s office this morning. Something is bothering her. She’s just been putting on a facade, trying to keep us happy.”
“Then we should act like nothing is wrong shouldn’t we?” The second male voice responded. “If she doesn’t want us to worry, then we shouldn’t. And this is the princesses we’re talking about. They can handle anything.”
“I’d like to think so.” The first male replied. “But about twenty years ago they fell short. When the Changelings invaded way back when, Celestia wasn’t able to stop them, and Luna was nowhere to be seen.” A hushed silence fell over the room. “And the same when Discord tried to take over about a year before that. And, come to think of it, neither of them have stood up to the plate at all since the Elements of Harmony stood up.”
“Well, it’s not like they’ve had to. The Elements are stronger than them when combined after all.” a new female voice responded. “But you have a point. They haven’t been stepping up when we need them the most.”
A calm fell over the room, Twilight’s eyes wide. Looks like some of my work is done already. Didn’t think there were already some ponies not entirely happy with Celestia and Luna. A wicked grin spread across her face. Less work for me, just have to add some fuel to the embers, turn them into a roaring fire.
A grin plastered on her face, Twilight silently left. Well, looks like the castle is in exactly the state I want it, confused and worried. She slowly made her way back to her room, teleporting in quietly once she was close. This time she remembered to deactivate the spells, silencing each alarm before they could ring out. Well, time to relax, and wait for tomorrow. No need to work too fast.
“Sister, it was just her cat.” Luna called out, striding into Celestia’s room. “Nothing to be alarmed over.”
Celestia turned, sighing, a sceptical look on her face. “Really? L.T. caused that small disturbance?”
“Yes. You said yourself it was likely something small that had entered.” Luna retorted, taking the last few steps before sitting next to her sister. “Why don’t you seem to believe me?”
Celestia turned, a look of annoyance on her face. “That cat only ever goes where Twilight goes. It took incredible timing on my part to separate Twilight from it all those years ago. That cat had been living with Twilight’s parents. But if L.T. was in the castle, then so was Twilight.”
Luna’s eyes slowly opened, slightly stunned. “Then you mean she was-?”
“Yes. In her room when you searched.” Celestia let out a long sigh. “As I said, she is good.”
Luna stared. “She could still be in there! We need to go search and-!”
“No.” Celestia cut her sister off. “First, what do we tell the guards? To search a room you already declared empty? And do you expect to find her if she’s in there? She knows that room better than either of us. She can hide outside any charms you use, and move quietly enough that she wouldn’t be found. It’s futile.” The princess placed her head in her hooves, gently shaking it. “There’s no point.”
“So what do we do?” Luna asked, still trying to outthink Twilight. “If the cat was just a diversion, and she is hiding in her room, then we set spells-”
“And then what? She can counter any spell we set.” Celestia snapped. “I hate to admit it Luna, but she can out think us. There is every chance she teleported her cat in there to get us worried and looking in the wrong places.” The princess let out a long sigh. “I don’t know how we’re going to find her. I just want to talk to her before any of this gets out of hand.”
“But if it’s her plan to get us to start over thinking everything, then we counter by acting on our first instinct.” Luna retorted, starting to get annoyed.
“Except that if it was her plan to get us over thinking, which would have worked, she knows we would quickly see past that.” Celestia retorted in kind. “And her plans would be built around what she knows our plans would be.”
Luna simply stared, her jaw working as she tried to find a hole in any plan Twilight could be making. “So, we don’t have anything we can do?” She realized, her shoulders dropping. “Not to prevent her plans at least.”
“No. We have to wait for her to come to us. Now go get some sleep Lulu. It is the middle of the day after all. I will be cancelling both courts until this is all solved.” Celestia rose from her throne, stretching. “I shall see you at dusk.”
Luna nodded before leaving. Alright Tia. Whatever you think is best. I just hope I can find her before she finds you. I shudder to think what she plans to do with you. Luna slowly made her way through the halls, winding her way to her room. She loves you Twilight. You need to understand that. All of this is because of her love for you. Luna thought out, hoping against hope Twilight would hear her. She looked up at her ceiling, slightly surprised she had made it back to her room. But, I won’t stand in her way. I don’t want to get more involved in this than I have to. The princess of the night climbed back into her bed and drifted off to sleep. After all, I...
Twilight awoke the next day, a letter sitting next to her. She smiled, noting the seal of the royal guard. My little spell worked. Pulled the letter out of the sorting bins and brought it here. The unicorn sat up, floating the letter in front of her. Well, lets see what it says.
To whom this may concern,
We regret to inform you that the State of Equestria cannot take its time to answer every single plight. While we feel the deepest sympathy, we simply do not have the pony-power to send guards out to deal with every single situation that arises. I understand that your problems seem large to you, but at this time there are more pressing matters that must be dealt with first.
General of the Solar Guard
-Shining Armor
Twilight smiled. My brother answered it. Talk about adding insult to injury. Twilight thought. Having my own brother say that the nation of Equestria can do nothing to help. And so detached too. And speaking of my brother, I know just how to keep him off my tail, and dissuade any suspicions he has. Twilight sat down, preparing another letter, this one for her brother.
Dear Shiny,
I know you must be wondering what’s going on. I saw you put your shield up, and I want to thank you for that. I have some information that I think you need to hear. The attack on the factory, it was aimed at me. I had gone there, planning on visiting it. I know I’ve expressed my disdain at its existence many times, but, as it has been shut down, I wanted to take a moment to gloat to myself. Not the best of things I know, but I wanted that moment.
I had barely stepped inside when I felt the magical blast coming at me. I had just enough time to throw up a shield and protect myself before it hit. I can’t tell you where I am, because I don’t want those ponies after me to know. I’m trapped in Canterlot for now, your shield has done that. That may have been their goal, I don’t know. But please leave it up. I need to know they can’t get to my friends.
Please, help me however you can. I miss you so much, and I hope this all gets resolved soon. I’m scared.
-Twilight
Twilight grinned as she scribbled out the last word. She had written it hastily, hoping to make it seem like she was scared. While a smile she folded it and placed a stamp on, making sure it was ready for her to drop in a mailbox. Her horn lit up quickly, re-cluttering her room, making sure there was no trace of her ever being there. She was about to leave when a thought occurred to her. She opened her wardrobe, rummaging through it. She smiled as she pulled out a cloak, much like the one Zecora wore during her visits to Ponyville. With a small flash, she teleported away, intent on her next move.
Twilight appeared in one of Canterlot’s many back alleys. They were often home to all sorts of things, from entrances to nightclubs, to black market dealers. Nothing that would ever be open during the day though. Twilight slowly made her way out, pulling her hood up to cover her horn, and checking the corners before going past. She made her way to the nearest mailbox and dropped her letter in, knowing it would reach Shining by the end of the day. Her mail was always given high priority.
The unicorn looked up, feeling out for the position of the sun. After a few quick calculations she determined it was a little before nine in the morning. Much too early to make a personal call. She decided, her shoulders slumped. Well, I guess I can do a bit of recon on my own. Or perhaps some shopping. I wouldn’t mind a new cloak. This one is old. The unicorn smiled to herself as she took off, heading for the market.
Twilight strode around, taking note of everything. The town, to an outsider, looked perfectly normal. Ponies went about their tasks, some purchasing things from stalls worked by others. Some stood on corners, marketing stores, trying to bring in new customers. Everything seemed perfectly normal.
Twilight could see the hidden side though. She had grown up in the town, and most of her actual work was done in the capital city, and she knew exactly how to judge the state of the city. From the way the ponies walked, heads down, a slight hesitation in their gait, to the interactions, quiet, tired and hesitant, all told Twilight the true state of the city. Something was wrong. There was a general feeling of unease in the city. Nopony could place their hoof on it, but it was there. Like a cloud hanging over the city, casting a shadow on everything everypony did.
I’ll have to figure this one out. And then somehow blame it on Celestia. Twilight thought to herself. She strode about, doing her best to blend in. While she was a very important pony, she wasn’t easily recognized, especially with her hood up, and she was glad for it. Now, let’s see who’s in town. She added to herself, looking around.
Quickly spotting one of Canterlot’s many back alleys, she slipped into it. Let’s see if that DJ has any events coming up. Twilight slipped past dumpsters and crates, looking for a door. Not any specific door, any door in an alley would lead her where she needed to go. Soon enough she found one and, after a quick check for anypony watching, slipped in. This wasn’t a place she wanted to be seen entering, ever.
The door led to a flight of stairs, leading down. Twilight trotted down them, smiling as the scent of alcohol and sweat slowly filled her nostrils. Soon she reached the bottom of the stairs. Sprawled out before her was a small nightclub. Nothing fancy, and certainly not something that a certain DJ would be playing at any time soon. But just the kind of place she would find the information she needed.
The purple unicorn made her way to the bar, glad that it was early morning. It looked to her like the club was just shutting down, having had entertainment through the previous night. Good. Less ponies to deal with. She rapped on the bar with her hoof, hoping to get the attention of the bartender.
His back was turned to Twilight, his wings flapping as he flew about, replacing bottles on the shelves, taking others down to refill. “We’re closed for the day. Come back tonight.” He called over his shoulder in response to Twilight’s rap.
“Good. I’m not here to mingle.” Twilight responded, levitating the few glasses the bartender had left to their respective places, magically refilling the ones that needed it. The pegasus flapped gently, starring as the bottles floated around him, each covered in a distinctive purple hue.
He quickly landed, spinning around to face Twilight. She had lowered her hood, and stood there, an eyebrow raised. “Miss Sparkle!” He exclaimed, clearly shocked. “What brings you here?”
“I need information, and a quick drink.” Twilight calmly replied, sitting on one of the stools. Behind her the rest of the stage-hoofs had stopped, stunned as well that Twilight Sparkle was among them. “A glass of scotch please.”
The bartender quickly flew up and grabbed his finest bottle of scotch, pouring two small glasses. “Here you go Miss Sparkle.” he stammered, sliding a cup to his guest. “Now, what information can I provide you with?”
Twilight took a mouthful of the liquid offered to her, smiling at the burn in her throat. “I need to know when and where DJ PON-3 will be next playing.” Twilight looked down, swirling her drink around, staring at the second glass. “And why did you pour two glasses?”
The pegasus picked up the other glass, downing all of it in one go. “Calm the nerves ma’am.” he replied. When he noticed Twilight’s raised eyebrow, he continued. “I’m currently talking with one of the most powerful and influential ponies in all of Equestria. Please forgive me if I’m a little shaken by this.”
Twilight rolled her eyes, a smile playing on her lips. “Oh all right. I suppose...” She let out a short laugh, the pegasus quickly joining in. They shared their short laugh before Twilight set her drink back down, her face a hard line except for the small smile still playing at the corners of her lips. “So, about that information...”
“Ah, yes.” The bartender relaxed back, scratching his chin as he thought. “Well, I’m not entirely sure. She is in Canterlot at the moment, and should be playing the more well known clubs during the week.” Twilight smiled, mentally taking notes. “From what I know of her, she won’t play anyplace like this, nothing in the back streets, and nothing that can’t hold hundreds of ponies. If you want to find her, look in the bigger places. And not on a Tuesday. She has never played a show on a Tuesday. Some little rule of hers.”
Twilight nodded, understanding the feeling. “Alright. Thank you very much good sir.” Twilight stood, having gathered the information she could. She dropped a few bits on the counter, more than enough to cover the cost of their drinks. “Have a wonderful day, and a well paying night.” She called out as she left. The bartender watched as she disappeared up the steps, drinking down another glass of scotch.
She emerged back into the shade of the alley, glancing about before quickly trotting away. She lifted her hood back up, sighing as she felt it rip along the back. I liked this cloak. She thought to herself with a sigh. Well, gives me an excuse to visit some fashion shop to get it fixed. Twilight took off, weaving her way to the fashion districts, the one place she would be able to find somepony willing to treat her normally while her she shopped. And I can ask about Hoity Toity while I’m at it.
Twilight slowly made her way to the richer side of Canterlot. Though it was one of the richest places in Equestria, with one of the highest standards of living, it still had a rich and poor side to it. Not that the ponies on the poor side weren't well off, they just weren’t as famous, rich, or powerful as some of the higher ups.
The unicorn smiled as she reached her destination. She looked up, chuckling at the giant sign above her. There were no words, just a trio of blue gems, looking exactly like a certain unicorn’s cutie mark, albeit much larger. The door jingled as she walked in, announcing her presence to the shop.
“Twilight!” a blue earth pony exclaimed, a Prench accent gracing her lips as she ushered Twilight in. “So good to see you again. What can we do you for?” She trotted around the desk between them, smiling.
“I need this cloak repaired Miss Needle.” Twilight calmly replied, slipping out of her garment.
Golden Needle stared, slightly repulsed by the gray, tattered cloak Twilight had just pulled off. “Well... Certainly dear. But wouldn’t you rather have something more fetching?” She asked, gently draping the cloak over her back with obvious disdain.
Twilight turned, a hoof raised as if to protest, before an idea floated into her mind. “Oh, why not. I still want that cloak though. But feel free to spruce it up and all. In fact, dye the whole thing a midnight blue, and give a full repair job. I’ve got time.” She answered, smiling and watching as Golden Needle took the garment into the back.
“There. It should be ready in an hour or so.” Needle called out as she returned. “Anything else I can do for vous?”
“I’ll take a full treatment Miss Needle.” Twilight answered, looking at her hoof critically. “I have gone so very long without a proper hooficure.” Golden Needle smiled, motioning for Twilight to follow her.
“ Oui oui madame. Right this way. I’ll call some of the girls in to get started right away.” Twilight followed Golden through a few hallways to the giant spa room. Golden led Twilight to one of the chairs, which Twilight promptly sat in. “Now, I’m afraid that if I let you show up for a full treatment, without getting any news out of you, Madame Rarity will tan my hide.” Golden commented, climbing into the chair next to Twilight, letting out a short whistle.
Immediately two ponies, who had been sitting off to the side, chatting between themselves, looked up, and rushed over. They quickly set to work, taking a hoof to start the treatment. ”Well, yes, that is Rarity isn’t it.” Twilight responded with a light laugh. “I hope you don’t mind if I have a few questions of my own. It has been so long since I was last in Canterlot.”
“Not at all.” Golden replied, sighing as the ponies set to work on their hooves. “But, what brings you to Canterlot? It has been so very long since you’ve been here, and longer since you came without the rest of the gang. And all this chaos happening around town, what with that purple bubble and the collapse of the factory. What ever is going on?”
Twilight sighed, relaxing as she felt her hooves cleaned. “Well, I needed to speak with Princess Celestia. Some things recently came up.” Twilight shook her head, as if not happy with the turn events had taken. “However, for some reason, I haven’t been able to. She keeps denying me a chance to speak with her.”
Golden gasped. “But surely she would make time in her schedule for vous! You’re her most prized student after all!”
“Not anymore it seems. She dismissed me yesterday.” Golden gasped again, but remained silent. “I teleported up here, intent on talking with her. Before I could get to her though that factory collapsed, though it felt more like an explosion from where I was. The whole palace was put under lockdown after that, and nopony has been able to meet with her. And, as I’m no longer her student, I can’t pull any strings.”
“Wow... that’s incredible. I never thought anything like this would ever happen.” Golden shook her mane out, staring down at the floor. “I thought she cared about you above everypony else. Sometimes I even though she cared more for you than her sister.”
Twilight shook her head, letting her mane fall around her head as well. “I guess not. And when you put it that way, well, it makes me think.” Golden looked up, hungry for gossip. “If that’s how much she cares for me, willing to just dismiss me on a whim, well... I never doubted before how much she cares about her subjects or me. But now, I’m not so sure. How much does she care?”
Golden fell silent as well, her mouth hanging open. “That’s a good point.” She said after a moment. She looked off into space, trying to process what she had just heard. The two mares sat in silence for awhile. As their hooves were finished, and the two ponies moved to their manes, Golden spoke up. “So, you had some questions?” She asked, having given up on picking Twilight apart for gossip. She had gotten enough to fill a castle with that short conversation.
“What? Oh, yes.” Twilight snapped back to reality. Her thoughts had been on Celestia, and her plans to overthrow her. “Well, I’m trying to catch up on the going ons of Canterlot. It has been so long since I was last here. So, what’s the latest gossip around town? And, more importantly, who’s in town?”
“OH!” Golden exclaimed, a smile on her face. “Well, there’s plenty of good gossip going around. I’m not sure if you knew, but Hoity Toity and Photo Finish got married a few years ago.” Twilight nodded, feeling her head jerked back as the combs began running through her mane. “Well, apparently, Photo Finish is pregnant!” Twilight gasped, knowing it was the right place for it. “She’s been out of the scene recently, hasn’t been doing much of anything. And a few days ago one of the tabloids published that it’s because she’s with foal!”
“Wow. I had heard about their marriage, but I never knew they were so serious about it.” Twilight responded. So, it looks like I might not be able to get to Photo Finish. Though if it’s true, I can use it against Hoity Toity. She added mentally. “Well, I wish them the best of luck. A foal is a wonderful gift.”
Golden nodded, smiling. “Well, thats not the only news going around town.” She began. Though Twilight continued their conversation on the outside, her mind was far away, working on her plans.
So, Vinyl is in town, and has shows lined up. I should be able to get into one of them, and talk with her. She thought, her mind going through her plans. And though it doesn’t sound like I can get to Photo Finish, I should be able to get to Hoity Toity. I can work him to my side. Twilight continued planning, not getting very far, due to her lack of information.
Eventually Twilight’s mane, hooves, tail and coat were finished, sparkling and clean. “Well Golden, thank you so very much. I had a pleasant afternoon.”
“Oh no, thank you. It’s not very often we get somepony in who stays.” Golden replied, walking with Twilight to the front. “Most just show up to place or collect an order.” Golden walked behind her deck, the pegasus that had taken over for her smiling and returning into the back. “And I’m always glad to have you in darling.”
“Well, still thank you.” Twilight smiled, feeling refreshed and clean. “And thank you so much for fixing up my cloak. This one means so much to me.” she added, slipping her now dark blue cloak around her. She said her goodbyes as she dropped a sack of bits on the counter, making sure she left enough for a generous tip.
With a smile she left, walking back out into the streets of Canterlot. Her cloak fit snugly around her, keeping out the chill of the altitude. Her horn flashed briefly as she checked the time. According to the sun, it was now five in the afternoon. Good. Early enough that I should find Blue Blood in his home, but late enough for a personal call. He can’t exactly turn me away either. Twilight set off, heading for the richer districts of Canterlot, intent on her destination.
It was almost an hour later that she arrived at Blue Blood’s mansion. She sighed, knowing she would have to suck up her hate, at least until she was talking with him alone. With another heavy sigh, she reached up, pulled on the rope, and activated many magical enhancements she herself had placed, ringing a bell. And all so that Blue Blood could keep his visitors at the gate until he chose to admit them.
A moment later the gates opened, allowing her in. As I thought. He can’t exactly just turn me away. Twilight strode forward, chuckling to herself. As she neared the door it was pulled open by a silvery blue glow. “Ah! Twilight Sparkle! To what do I owe the, pleasure, of having you here?” Blue Blood visibly struggled to stay cordial with Twilight.
“Simple. We have business to discuss. May I come in?” Twilight retorted, herself trying to stay calm.
“Why of course. I would be, glad,” Blue Blood visibly twitched as he continued. “Glad, to discuss business with you.” He let Twilight in, closing the door behind her. “Would you like to hang up your cloak?”
“No thank you.” Twilight replied, a fake smile on her face as she entered. “I would prefer to keep it with me.”
“Very well then.” Blue Blood responded, a false smile gracing his face as well “Shall we adjourn to my study?”
“That would be delightful.” Twilight reciprocated, following Blue Blood. “And would you have the servants bring me some tea? Jasmine preferably, I have had a stressful day.”
“Certainly Ms. Sparkle.” The prince gave a quick nod to one of his butlers, sending them scurrying to the kitchen. Silence fell over the pair as they ascended through the stallion’s many floors, eventually arriving at a ornate wooden door. “After you ma’am.” Blue Blood said through gritted teeth, holding the door for Twilight.
“Thank you.” Twilight calmly walked in, sitting herself in one of the more comfortable chairs. As Blue Blood closed the door she cast a quick locking spell, sealing them off from the rest of the mansion. “Alright, there. Now we can talk freely. And yes, I still hate you Blue Blood.”
The prince sat across from Twilight, sighing as her relaxed. “As my distain for you has not faltered either. Now, what business do you have to speak with me about?”
Before Twilight could begin a small knock was heard at the door. The prince gave a small start, though Twilight simply opened the door. “Ah, my tea. Thank you.” Twilight took her cup, floating it over to her as Blue Blood did the same. As soon as the door closed again Twilight recast her spell. “Alright. Simply put, revolution.”
The prince raised an eyebrow, taking a small sip of his tea. “Against whom? Celestia or Luna?” He quickly understood what Twilight was getting at, his ears perking up. “I must admit I am not all that happy with how my aunts have been running things as of late.”
“Celestia. And I must agree, changes need to be made.” Twilight responded, taking a delicate sip of her tea. “For too long she has ruled over us, without giving anything back. Since my friends and I became the bearers of the Elements of Harmony, she has failed to step up to the plate. No matter what threat has come against Equestria, she has done nothing.” Twilight set her cup down, turning to stare at Blue Blood. “From Discord breaking free to the Changeling Invasion.”
“And who would take over for her? Surely you don’t intend to thrust everything upon Luna. I very much doubt she would be able to rule the country on her own. Nor do I think I would want her ruling over all of us.” Blue Blood retorted, looking for holes in Twilight’s plan. “Unless, you plan to.”
“I will. I know a few spells that will give me her power.” Twilight took a small sip, smiling at Blue Blood. “And I have reason to believe Celestia is no longer fit for the crown anyways. She no longer cares for any of us.”
Blue Blood set his own tea down, turning to stare at Twilight. “Oh, she doesn’t does she? And what evidence do you have for this?”
“I need to know I have you on my side Blue Blood.” Twilight responded, deflecting the question.
“Hmmm.” Blue Blood pondered for a while. As he sat, occasionally taking sips of his tea, Twilight reclined, waiting. “Alright, what’s in this for me? I can’t say I agree with everything you’ve ever done,” Twilight nodded, showing her understanding. “But, I am willing to listen. But I want to know what I will gain from this.”
Twilight looked up, taking her turn to think and sip at her tea. “Alright. Fair enough. During this time, we will need to round up those who will be able to help us. We will need the most influential ponies in Canterlot. During this, you will be my second in command. And after we have overthrown Celestia, that is what you will stay.”
Blue Blood raised an eyebrow, a gentle smile playing across his lips. He was quite obviously pleased with the idea. “But what about Luna? Surely she would be second to you.” He inquired, gazing at Twilight.
“I have known Luna for a long time Prince. Though it was 20 years ago that she returned, the thing she still cares about the most is the ponies love for her. If the ponies decide that you should rule alongside me, she will step down, and take third.” Dear Faust, there is no way I’m letting this pig rule. But, if it gets him to help me, fine. Blue Blood smiled. “And, I would not thrust her power over the night onto you. You would simply take over her other duties. Only some of the work, for all of the perks.”
Blue Blood’s smile widened. “Well, this all sounds very reasonable to me. Alright Twilight.” Blue Blood drained his cup, turning to the unicorn across from him. “You have me on your side. What is it you need from me?”
“Information.” Twilight responded, finishing her cup in kind. “I have not been to Canterlot for quite some time. While I am the archmage, I have spent most of my time at my home in Ponyville, doing research. I know a few big names, some of the influential ponies, but I need to know who to win over.” Twilight pulled out a sheet of parchment. “I was hoping you could help with this. I will win them over, but I need to know who, and how..”
“Certainly.” Blue Blood smiled, a certain evil twinkle in his eye. “Obviously Fancy Pants. He is still the most influential pony in Canterlot.” Twilight brought out a quill, quickly taking notes. “However, he is immensely loyal to the princesses. I do not know if we will be able to win him.”
“I had expected as much.” Twilight quickly reciprocated. “Though, if we go to him last, after we have numerous others on our side, and if I bring up Rarity, we may be able to.”
The prince nodded slowly. “Ah yes. I see what you mean. Show him it is the will of the ponies that he would be going against. And this Rarity, the white unicorn I, well, spent some time with, let’s leave it at that, at the gala so many years ago?” Twilight nodded, and Blue Blood began scratching his chin. “I remember her. She had quite the impression on Fancy Pants. And I must agree, we shall save him for last. Though he is somepony we need to try for.” Twilight nodded, adding a few notes. “Now, I believe Hoity Toity would be worth having on our side.”
“What for?” Twilight responded quickly, looking up. “His influence comes from his designs. Outside of that I did not think his word carried much weight.” Twilight gave Blue Blood a confused gaze, wondering what he was thinking.
“True. But he has money. I am certain we will be needing much of that.” The prince replied, relaxing. “And while his words will not carry far, they will spread wide. He is daily in contact with many ponies, all of whom take his opinion very seriously. He can also create ways for us to identify each other before the coup starts. If we have him on our side, we can have him spread the word much faster than either of us can.”
Twilight considered the words of the prince, nodding slowly as she agreed. “Alright. Fair enough. And a way to know who is on our side, and how far our words have spread, would be wonderful.” She responded slowly. “But what about his wife, Photo Finish?”
“If we can convince one, we will have the other.” Blue Blood chuckled. “They always act as a pair. I have never heard of the, having a disagreement. I believe they would sooner just agree with each other than worry about a fight.”
Twilight gained an evil grin. “Then we separately go to them, at the same time though. We tell each of them that the other is already on our side. That should be enough to convince them.” The purple unicorn’s grin grew as she chuckled at her plan.
“Yes!” Blue Blood exclaimed, seeing the brilliance in Twilight’s plan. “Two birds with one stone as they say.The only worry I have is that they would want to talk to each other about it, before joining us. Our ruse may be discovered.”
“That is something we will have to watch for.” Twilight replied, nodding. “But, we will cross that bridge when we reach it, as they say.”
Blue Blood chuckled at Twilight’s idiom before continuing. “Now, I believe a one Ms. Philharmonica would be a good addition to our forces. She is very well known, and very respected. It won’t be easy to convince her though. She is a very independent, free thinking mare.”
“Ah yes, the cello player.” Twilight’s brow knitted as she thought. “While simply saying she is on our side will give us a great boost, it is not something we could lie our way through. We can only do that if she is on our side. And as you said, she is a free thinker. Though perhaps we can use that to our advantage.”
“How so?” Blue Blood inquired, curious.
“I’m not sure yet.” Twilight responded slowly, trying to work things out in her mind. “Though I do know we can’t make it seem like we are pushing our views onto her, or that she would be following the crowd. She needs to feel separate from the rest, and decide to join us for herself.”
“Indeed, and that will be hard. However, I think we can do it. We must watch for her wife though. That DJ is nothing but a common ruffian. How such a respectable mare such as Ms. Philharmonica could ever marry such a slob is beyond me.” Blue Blood spit in disgust, the phlegm vaporizing before it hit the floor.
“Perhaps. But, she is as influential as her wife.” Blue Blood raised an eyebrow, urging Twilight to continue. “She is the most famous DJ in Canterlot. If she’s on our side, then when she plays for her, audiences,” Twilight faked having issues with calling them an audience, knowing Blue Blood would react well to it. “she can spread our message. And if one of us is there to give a speech after her, performance, we can quickly bolster our ranks. And there are many more commoners in Canterlot than noble ponies. With her we would gain an immense number of followers.”
“True. Though I would worry that she can not be trusted.” Blue Blood commented after mulling over Twilight’s words. “She would easily be able to spread our message, but just as easily spread a message against us. It is something we should take into consideration.”
“Agreed. We will have to keep a close eye on her. Though from what I know, if Octavia is on our side, Vinyl will be as well. That unicorn would never disagree with her wife.” The pair chuckled before continuing. “Now, prince, who else should we make contact with?”
Blue Blood pondered awhile. “Sapphire Shores. For much the same reasons as Octavia or Vinyl.”
Twilight nodded, finishing her notes. “Ah yes, of course. And I shall speak with Pony Joe as well. His coffee shop would make a perfect meeting place for the heads of the revolution.”
“Except that it is just outside the castle. Should the guard or the Princesses look out-” Blue Blood began, wondering what Twilight’s plan was.
“And that’s exactly why.” Twilight interrupted. “The guard would have no reason to suspect us, we are simply a group of rich and famous ponies gathering. And if they ask, we tell them we are simply discussing what we intend to do in the following year. Nothing sinister about that.”
“And the princesses?”
“Why would they care? Again, we are nothing more than a group of ponies meeting. Though I must admit I wish to avoid Celestia’s gaze as long as possible. She has seriously wronged me.”
“Yes, you did mention something like that. What was it you said? That she no longer cares for us, and does not deserve the crown?” Blue Blood questioned, stroking his chin.
“Correct.” Twilight’s eyes narrowed, her shoulders drooping. “She dismissed me as her student.” Blue Blood’s eyes shot open, staring, slightly horrified. “I have been her most faithful student for years. Almost thirty years in fact. And then she just drops me. And she doesn’t come to Ponyville to explain it to me. She doesn’t call me to Canterlot. She sends me a letter, first thing in the morning, and written as heartless as possible.” Twilight levitated the scroll out of her bag, floating it over to Blue Blood.
The unicorn took it, unrolled it, and quickly read. “Wow. I’ve done heartless things myself, but nothing this bad. Nothing so much as a sorry. Just a ‘Enjoy where life takes you.’” Blue Blood rolled the scroll back up and drifted it back to Twilight, who promptly put it in her bag. “So is that why you are in Canterlot?”
“Yes. I had been blind to her lack of love for her subjects for so long, as so much of her love was going to me.” Twilight bitterly replied. “This took one of my greatest achievements of all time and destroyed it. So I started thinking. ‘If she doesn’t care enough to tell me this in person, how can she care at all about me?’ And I must admit, I started to ramble on. But I eventually realized that she doesn’t care for any of us. She is simply using her position to toy with our lives.” Blue Blood simply stared, taking in every word. “I realized she has long since lost the right to her crown.”
Blue Blood nodded slowly, believing Twilight. “Well then. I must agree. While I hate to admit it, you have always been her favorite. If she doesn’t care enough about you to tell you that in pony, she can’t exactly care about any of us, can she?”
“Exactly.” Twilight rose, smiling at Blue Blood. “Now, before I leave, do you have anything else we need to discuss?”
“Yes.” Blue Blood sighed, lounging in his chair. “What are the plans for Discord and Princess Luna? They, even after we have the ponies of Canterlot on our side, will be our biggest obstacle. And also, why are we allowing Luna to keep her crown? Surely she is just as bad as Celestia.”
“Ah yes. I do have plans for them. And Luna has earned her crown.” Twilight retorted, receiving a confused look from Blue Blood. “Celestia has lost touch with her citizens. She does not know what it is we want from her. Luna however, well, she once, many years ago, spent over a year as a common unicorn. She knows what it is we require of our rulers, and has since been making great strides to give us that.”
Blue Blood nodded, shrugging slightly. “Alright. And Discord? He is incredibly powerful. How do you propose we get past him?”
“Simple.” Twilight let out a small laugh. “That draconequus loves nothing more than chaos. And there would be nothing more chaotic than a full scale revolution in the streets. He would simply sit back and laugh.”
Blue Blood nodded, smiling. “Well then. I do have one last question. Do you know why Canterlot has been placed under lockdown?” He asked, motioning to the shield around the city. “It is quite annoying I must say. I’m not going to be getting anything fresh for weeks.”
“It is sadly something that must be dealt with. An attack has been made on the city. Surely you’ve heard of the destroyed factory?” Blue Blood nodded once more. “I was there. I had gone to gloat over it’s shut down, I never liked the place. And while there, a magical blast came in, trying to kill me. I reacted just in time. I’m not sure who is after me, but I can’t have them knowing where I am. You can tell nopony I was here.”
“Ah, I suppose that makes sense. And you have my word. Well, a good day to you Ms. Sparkle.” Blue Blood rose from his chair, giving a bow of his head. “I dare say we will meet again soon. From now on though, to discuss this, simply come around the back of my manor, and pull the middle lantern down. It will alert me of your presence, and give me a chance to clear any unwanted guests.”
Twilight bowed her head in response. “Thank you. I shall keep that in mind.” She stood, turning to leave. As she made her way out the door she turned back, one last thought on her lips. “Thank you Blue Blood. And, for now, I must ask that you are our front-pony.” Blue Blood stared back questioningly, somewhat confused. “As I said, I do not want the Princesses, or my attackers, knowing where I am, or what I’m planning. So for now, you will have to take the mantle. This revolution falls to you.”
Blue Blood nodded, understanding. “Well then. A good day to you Ms. Sparkle.”
Celestia stood pacing in her throne room for the next few hours. Her mind poured over every place Twilight could be hiding, unable to come up with any reasons for one over the others. As she continued to pace, Shining Armor burst into the room, skidding to a halt in front of her. “Princess! Trouble!” he panted out, trying to catch his breath.
“What?” Celestia asked, turning to him, fear in her eyes. Shining levitated the letter he had received from his sister out of his armor, giving it to Celestia. The general still couldn’t believe that somepony would try to attack his sister. The princess read through quickly, her eyes narrowing with each line. “Are you sure this was written by her?”
“Yes, I checked it myself.” Shining panted. “It’s definitely her horn writing. And I checked at the site of the explosion. There were traces of her magic there. Enough to suggest she blocked some attack against her. It was chaotic and hard to figure out, but it was her. If I had to guess as to why the guards didn’t find it earlier, well they weren’t looking for Twilight’s magic. And with the amount of energy swirling around there, I was barely able to pick it up.”
Celestia took to pacing again, this time more urgently. Slowly having regained his breath, Shining stood at attention, awaiting further instructions. “Keep your shield up Captain. I can only hope that we can solve this quickly.”
The general nodded, rushing out of the room. Damn you’re good Twilight. There’s no way I can convince him to take the shield down now. Celestia stopped, staring out one of her many windows. What are you planning out there? And when am I going to get a chance to talk to you?
