The Marvel-ous World of Ponies
Moving Out
Previous ChapterNext Chapter"Assemble the Elements," Twilight told an Agent, "We're going to need them. But don't call in Agent Belle. She's been compromised..."
"How?" Asked the Agent, "The Hawk has always been one of our most loyal agents."
"Magic," Twilight bluntly explained, "Dark magic."
The first one in the large room was the ever-prestigious Applejack, known as Captain Applemerica in the super-hero world. "Orders, Ma'am?" she asked, ready for action.
"There's a super-villian moving through Gerpony. We want you and Rarity to go after him." Twilight informed her friend.
"With Rarity, ma'am?" Applejack questioned, "She's a bit... problematic. I think it'd be best if I went alone."
"No. You're going with Rarity, that's final." Twilight said, a bit angry.
"Yes, ma'am." Applejack answered.
"Bow down to me. NOW!" Prince Mischief ordered, using his new-found dark magic to force the ponies before him onto the ground.
"No," said an elderly pony as he stood resilient, "not to ponies like you."
"You don't understand," the Prince answered, grinning, "there are no ponies like me."
"There are always ponies like you, who force others to bow before them..." the elder pony told the Prince.
"A true ruler in any world encourages others to stand beside them." Captain Applemerica finished, reminded of Twilight.
"A super-hero? Ha! Not even you can defeat me." Prince Mischief laughed at the pony who stood in front of him.
"What about two super-heroes?" Rarity asked through the microphone on her heli-jet.
"Make that three." Pinkie Pie came in through the now-hacked microphone on Rarity's heli-jet.
The instant Pinkie Pie said that, "Smile, Smile, Smile!" blared through the radio and speakers of Rarity's heli-jet and Pinkie landed next to Applejack. Once she landed, she raised her arm as mini-Gatling guns deployed from her wrist, her repulser glowed a ready-to-fire-white, and mini-missle launchers prepared to fire from her shoulder. "Your move." She told Mischief. Mischief raised his hands in surrender, prompting Pinkie to tell him, "Good move."
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