The Most Powerful In Equestria

The morning was never Trixie’s favorite time of the day. She preferred the late evening to the early morning. Today however she woke to the gentle caress of the morning sun warming her face as she rested against the softest bed she had ever slept in. she dragged herself out of the warm embrace of the silken sheets. She walked down the stairs and into the main kitchen in search of food.

“Morning Trixie. Yggdrisil root?” Evertrot said as he offered a rather heinous looking root to her.

“Ugh what a foul smelling plant. You don’t honestly expect me to eat that do you?” Trixie backpedaled in disgust.

“To be honest I can’t stand to eat it either but if you do it can increase the amount of magic you have to use.”  He shrugged before tossing the offensive plant into a small cylinder with metal razors at the bottom.  He opened the door to the fridge and pulled out a number of fruits and vegetables and tossed them into the cylinder. As he removed a carton of milk however Trixie caught site of a pony's head setting behind the carton. The door closed and Evertrot continued to pour liquids and powders from the cabinet into the cylinder before placing a cap on it. “So this is my favorite gift from my master I can never lose it and makes eating things like Yggdrisil root tolerable.” He pressed down on a small button and a mechanical whirring filled the air as the contents of the cylinder where whipped into a homogenous slush. “Tastes great healthy for you and mildly improves magical performance.” he said as he opened the lid and poured the contents into two glasses.

“There was a ponies head in your refrigerator.” Trixie said as she took one of the glasses.

“Wha? Really?” Evertrot pulled open the door and there was a solid black earth pony head resting on the shelf.

“Kill me.” Trixie jumped as the head spoke.

“Later.” Evertrot replied as he pulled the head from the fridge n lifted it off the plate it had been resting on. “Trixie meet Logan the Undying.” Trixie watched horrified as first bones then muscle and organs sprouted from the ponies neck stump. Before long she was looking at a rather large black earth pony stallion. Immediately a question sprang to mind.

“Why where you in the fridge?!” Trixie blurted out.

“Well you see me and my little mare got into a fight so she lopped my block off set me on a plate and stuffed me in the fridge to keep me from just growing my bod back.”  Logan explained sounding as if this was more normal than the sun being lifted by a royal Alicorn. “Good to see ya again Evertrot. Who’s the little lady finally find a flank you want to tap?"

Both Evertrot and Trixie wore identical expressions of disgust and shock.

“Oh gross he’s like a thousand years old.” Trixie said

“I’m old enough to be her great great grandfather’s great grandfather.” Evertrot said as he smacked Logan over the head. “And unlike you I’m not interested in reproducing with ponies.”

“Well than what is Miss Trixie doing here?” Logan said as he rubbed the spot where he’d been hit.

“As it so happens I am teaching her magic.” Evertrot before picking up his glass and draining it in a single gulp.

“Speaking of magic, when does my training begin?” Trixie interrupted.

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“Okay first things first we get a good grip on where you stand on magic. To that end we going to be using some of the tools my master left to me.” Evertrot said as he looked through the piles of books and other odds and ends that cluttered his study. “Ah here we are!” he said pulling out about four or so different blank sheets of papers from the stack. “These are powerful magical artifacts that allow me to put numeric values to your physical well being current magic limit and list all known spells.” He said as he handed her the sheet words and numbers appeared on them. The list included her height, weight, date of birth, and star-sign. It also included a brief history of her life under the heading back-story.

“That must be one large enchantment.” She said as she switched to the next page. “What is this non-sense?” the page was labeled with what were obviously abbreviations but they stood for was mystery to her.

“Okay listen carefully.  Lv stands for level according to the chart you are a level eighteen mage. Hp stands for health points a measure of how much you can be hurt without dying. If the number on the left reaches zero you pass out. If you’re by yourself that could be the end of you. You are currently at six hundred of six hundred. Mp is short for magical power it measures how much energy you use in your spells and how much energy you have available to use. If it reaches zero you won’t be able to cast spells. You current energy is maximum energy is ten thousand just enough to really hurt a dragon or an Ursa Minor. DUR measures how hard it is too hurt you. You have a durability of forty pretty good for a unicorn. STR measures your physical strength again forty is pretty good for a unicorn. SPD is a measure of how fast you are thirty is not bad but you can do better. INT is a measure of your education it helps with the accuracy and power of your spells. Nineteen thousand is impressive considering how young you are. RFX is a how well you move the higher the score the harder is to hit you. We’re going to have to work on this one because twenty is not acceptable.” Having finished in a single breath Evertrot made a giant gasp and let out a sigh.

“Got it.” Trixie said stunned by deluge of information. She flipped to the next page this one was clearly labeled as equipment at the top. “Most of the slots are marked empty. And why is there a small stat box on this page?”

“You’re not wearing anything. The reason for the stat box is because some enchanted items can alter your base stats.”

Trixie flipped to next page which was just a list of the spells and abilities she posses.

“Ah well I see that school you went to has a very good grasp on the arts of magic.” Evertrot said as he read over her shoulder. “Before we begin your training in earnest why do you want to learn from me? I mean surely a mare as talented as you can make a decent living.”

Trixie paused to consider how she should answer that. “Some time ago I was putting on a show doing my magic act. I was telling tall tales and couple of young colts believed me a little too well. They brought an Ursa Minor into town.” Evertrot flinched he had seen first hoof the kind of carnage an Ursa could cause in a pony town. “They thought I could stop it I tried my best but all I managed to do was annoy it. Then this other mare shows up and dispatches it, I’d never felt so foalish in all my life. My wagon and everything in it was destroyed. Then I went home my mother doesn’t approve of the way I live she thinks I’ve wasted my talent doing what I love. I used to be so sure she was wrong but right now I’m not so sure she is. That’s why I want to train with you to become somepony who can actually do everything they claim they can.”

“An Admirable goal. Come now we begin with the powers of nature.” Evertrot said as he turned to leave the study.

As they headed towards the Cathedral grounds a thought that had been hiding in the back of Trixie’s head like a certain pink-maned Pegasus at a rave party leapt to the fore front. “You don’t live here alone do you?”

“Heavens no child.” Evertrot called over his shoulder. “There are a few of us immortal ponies and none of us relish the idea of eternity alone.”