The Most Powerful In Equestria

A tremendous crash roused Trixie from her sleep early in the twilight before the sun rose to its place in the clouds. Grumbling something in that only her unconscious mind would ever understand she rolled over to go back to sleep. All hope of sleeping until decent hours were dashed when a second crash tossed the blue mare from the bed.

“What are they playing with dynamite down there?” Trixie said as she pulled herself from the floor and made herself presentable. “Wouldn’t surprise me strange plants and decapitated immortal ponies in the fridge.” She shook her mane to get it to sit properly. “If the Great and Powerful Trixie stay’s here to long she might go mad.”

Having finished her daily grooming routine she made her way to the source of the disturbance. Not surprisingly it was the coming from the kitchen, and just outside the door was Logan.  Trixie was about to open the door and head in when a black hoof shot in front of her face.

“If you value your life and limbs you will not go in there.” Logan said as he retracted his hoof.

“Why? What’s in there?” Trixie said as she examined the door expecting a manticore or the like to burst through it.

“Well Evertrot went and did the stupidest thing.” the black stallion replied in a calm tone.

“What?” Trixie experienced a mild panic attack. After all if she couldn’t learn from Evertrot she could never show everypony how magnificent she is.

“He drank all the coffee.”  Trixie was stupefied her face at that moment was the perfect image befuddlement.

“That’s all? He drank the coffee so what?”

Logan gave her a smirking look typically reserved for foals who said things like ‘it’s just a wolf.’ “The missus becomes quite testy when denied her caffeine.” Before Trixie could question the Earth pony about that and with timing that could only be called cosmic the door to the kitchen exploded into fragments. Followed briefly by a white unicorn going flying through the air were there was once a door. He was immediately followed by a blur of rainbow light.  Before Evertrot could hit the ground he was hoisted in to the air by the rainbow colored blur and hurled against the wall.

“Fifty years. Fifty years I’ve told you if you empty the pot you have to fill it up.” The rainbow haired mare screamed. “Maybe now it’ll go through that magical barrier and your thick skull.” Her rage apparently subsiding she turned around. “Hello there dear sorry you had to see that. My names Chromia.” The Pegasus said as she proffered her hoof.

“Trixie Wonder.” Trixie examined as she shook hoofs with the Pegasus. Her coat was a soft white and her eyes were crimson red. She had an unnervingly wide smile and her mane and tail seemed to be held aloft by a non-existent breeze.  Coupled with the violent scene from only a moment ago Trixie found herself backing away rather quickly.

“Wonder? As in Star Wonder The Self Absorbed?” Chromia asked her smile replaced by an intense stare.

“His title was The Beautiful, and I’m fine thanks for asking.” Evertrot said as he got back on his hooves.

“Well yes he is my…” Trixie’s sentence trailed off as she considered how many greats went into that. “…ancestor but he lost the title well before his death.”

“Well with that glorious start to the morning how about we all get breakfast.” Logan said as he gestured into the kitchen were a door steadfastly refused to be. Upon the table -which was miraculously untouched- stood four salad bowls filled to the brim with lettuce tomato and some fruit Trixie could not identify.

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“Alright Trixie. You have an advantage over me being as you can just copy my spells so here are some of the basics of fire magic.” Evertrot said as they reached the grounds the weather today was much colder and so the dew had not yet left the grass.

“Umm I didn’t quite understand what the spirit said.”Trixie said as she became suddenly interested in a blade of grass that was about twenty percent greener.

“Well which part?” Evertrot said hopefully.

“All of it.” Trixie smiled sheepishly.

“Oh mighty nature give me strength.”  The immortal unicorn called to the sky. “The power of fire comes in two varieties. Flames of affirmation or rebirth, and flames of destruction. The flames are created by your emotions and grow stronger with the emotions.  Flames of affirmation draw their power from love and desire. Flames of destruction from anger.”

“So what I can only use it when I’m angry or out with my coltfriend? What good does that do me?”

“Use a memory. The memory of an emotion is just as powerful as a new one.” The white stallion paused. “Allow me to demonstrate the flames of affirmation.”  His horn lit and within an instant a pyre of pinkish flames stood in front of him. “Now you try. Just focus on a memory of time when you could feel love for another pony and cast the spell.”

Trixie closed her eyes and she thought and finally a memory came to her. It was from when she was very young. She’d had a nightmare and her mother and father had come into the room and held her until she’d fallen asleep again. Trixie opened her eye’s she lit her horn and was surprised by the towering pillar that she called forth. The flame warmed her face and body in the most pleasant way.

“Very good Trixie this pyre will exist until you dispel it. This fire consumes nothing you can even use it as clothing if you want.” And at these words Evertrot stepped into the center of the inferno the flames flickered for a second as lit his horn and wrapped the flames about his whole body until every inch of his body was wreathed in burning armor. “I’m sure you can think of few uses for this spell.” He said as he dispelled the flames.

“Oh definitely.” While Evertrot hadn’t been looking she’d styled the flames into a bright dragon that now danced (rather poorly) to a tune that existed only in Trixie’s head.

“Alright I shouldn’t have to tell you the flames of destruction are dangerous but I’m doing it anyway.” The immortal turned his head towards the wall and launched a ball of flame into it. “This is combat magic it exists only to injure maim and well destroy.”

“Oh my turn.” Trixie found a memory of anger just fine. It too was from her foal hood. A group of particularly mean colts had laughed at her when she had said that her mother was the best magician ever. The spell that exploded from her body struck the wall with such force that the whole structure shook.

Evertrot seemed to be taken back by that. “That was a painful memory. The other spells of either type are a variation on these same techniques.” Evertrot turned his head skyward to determine the time of day which he decided was probably ten or so. “So from now until evening I’m going to show you every fire spell I know.”

“Well get on with it this is what I came for.” Trixie scoffed as she waved a hoof in front of her face.

“Okay first put out the dragon.” The immortal unicorn said with a small chuckle as Trixie turned to find the dragon of flames still dancing where she had left it.