Author's Note

Fellow Fimfiction writers, we are...

*BANG*

*Holsters shotgun*

Oi vey, twice now?! I'm not dead here folks, just buried under this WONDERFUL existence called Life. Got a job that's eating up more time then it should, have a major case of writer's block, and...I'm all out of Gum and asses to kick. So here's another loose end I'm tying up, History lesson. I'm PRETTY sure i got most of it all taken care of, but if you see any mistakes, let me know. Enjoy!

Origins

Twilight sighed as she set another book away. Another dead end. They had gone to check the Golden oaks library for the Overlord after the incident with Lyra. Sadly, they came up empty just as they had at the Canterlot Archives. They began to despair when Fluttershy brought up the library at the Old Castle of the Two Sisters in the Everfree Forest. The group rushed through the Everfree to see if there was any information on the Overlord there.

Sadly, after hours of searching, there was nothing about him here either. It was like he was a shade, always there but never seen. Even with her friends, she was having no luck finding anymore information. She looked up to see Rainbow chuck a book at the nearby crumbling wall.

“DAMN IT ALL! There's nothing in here about this 'Overlord' guy just like with the others!” Rainbow griped while the others looked at her, Twilight scowling at the way she had treated the poor book.

“Rainbow, please. Do not act so uncouthly. It's most unbecoming.” Rarity chastised making Rainbow huff.

“Yeah? I've seen the way you've looked Rarity, you're just as annoyed as I am! We haven't found...” Rainbow was starting to rant when Pinkie Pie popped out from the thrown book's covers startling the mare.

“FOUND IT~!” She proclaimed happily.

The other five looked at her in shock. They got their wits back as they reminded themselves that this was Pinkie Pie. Still, Twilight had to know.

“Where-” Twilight began before the pink mare giggled.

“It was under a pillow~!” She sang as she slipped out and began to hop around. This didn't answer the actual question Twilight was going to ask but she ignored it chalking that it was Pinkie being Pinkie. The book in question was covered in a lilac aura and pulled toward Twilight; however, Pinkie was pulled right along with it. Naturally, she made the best of the situation.

“WEEE!” Pinkie squealed before she let go and landed onto top of Rainbow.

The two got into a minor scuffle as Twilight eagerly opened the book to the first page.

“There's no title or author...oh well.” Twilight mumbled before coming across the first page. She cleared her throat and began to read aloud.

OVMLP

“Greetings to whomever has found thine journal. We have left this book to tell of the beginning, hoping that it can help you understand our history. To fully begin the tale, we must go back to the beginning...not to Equestria's beginning, no, but to the lands enshrouded in the mists of time. The time of Upheavel.”

A land of molten fire, volcano, acid rain, and lightning met the vivid imagination of the Lavender mare's mind. The fiery mountains belched out smoke, lava, and radioactive wastes from the fallout. The bodies of various animals littered the field, each one in a twisted form of their original being. They, the dead, all clutched to something; a pup, a mate, or in some rare cases, were completely alone. Soon the ashes covered the fields of the dead, preserving them and locking them away as steam erupted.
The steam pulled away to reveal a young mare in her teenage years with a pink mane, white fur, and wearing clothing similar to an archeologist with a small slit in the back for her wings, stood next a even younger mare with a dark blue pelt, a light blue mane with stars, and similar clothing to the first mare looked at the barren lands before them. The younger looked at the elder.

“Tia...why are we in this place? I don't like it here.” The younger whispered.

“Easy Lu...mum and dad wanted us to explore so that we may settle and have a kingdom. This place might be great for farms...its been said that this is where the epicenter of the Great Upheaval came to be.” The elder said with a warm, soothing voice.

The younger was calmed down somewhat, but still nervous. The lands before them held no life; no plants, no birds, not even the sun could shine through the clouds above. The Elder started forward making her younger sister squeak and chase after her.

“My sister and I traveled through the desolate land for weeks, taking soil samples to have them be evaluated by our top herbologists back home wherever we went. Our ninth week, we were in the north part of a sector We had dubbed Echelon when it happened.”

The Elder sister removed a shiny black stone from the ground. She had never seen such an odd rock formation before. The Geologists would be most interested in it. She just put the rock away when she heard a shrill cry.

“TIA~!”

Tia's eyes widened before taking off toward the source of the scream in jumps of teleportation. She soon came upon her younger sisters and gasped in horror. A being, tall, lanky, with scythes for hands and two smaller arms in what appeared to be the stomach, though its insides were hanging out and two massive leather wings on its back. The face was torn away and several...worms Tia called them...wriggled around the face and acted as a mouth of some sort. The eyes of the being were pitch black as it stumbled up to her sister.

“BEGONE FROM THINE SISTER FOUL DEMON!” Tia roared as a lance of magic shot out.

The lance pierced the being in the back, but all it did was make it turn around to Tia, the lance still in it. She gasped the being roared at her, started running, its arms waving wildly above its head. She backpedaled away from the grotesque being as it bared down on her, firing lance after lance of magical energy at it. The lances did not slow it down as it struck the body, in fact, it seemed to make it even madder. Tia soon tripped on a rock and fell onto the ground with a hard whumpf. She stared in terror as the being was upon her, its black eyes glowing with no sign of intelligence.

Tia squeezed her eyes shut as the arm holding the bone scythe came down her.

'Mother...father...Lu...I'm so sorry.' Tia thought as she waited for the inevitable.

There was the sound of something striking the ground followed by a cry of rage. Tia opened her eyes slightly and saw that she was six feet away from the...thing. She opened her eyes all the way, saw an armored face and noticed that she was off the ground and felt strong arms encircling her legs and back. The face and body that held her placed her back down and she looked over her savior.

He stood at a height of six foot four, wore golden armor in the shape of skulls, and carried an ax on the back of his body. The eyes were a blood red color and he stared intently at the being who roared at him, no doubt angered that it had been denied prey. Without taking his eyes off, he spoke, his voice smooth as silk, dipped in honey, ringing like a choir of brass bells, but held a demonic echoing.

“Get your sister and stay down.” He said watching the twisted being.

Tia could only nod before teleporting behind the twisted monster, grabbed her sister, and teleported back behind a low wall of rock. Both of them peeked over the wall.
They watched as the armored being slowly took its ax off its back, twirled it around expertly, and got into a ready position. The being roared in defiance, shot forward, and reached the armored one in a matter of seconds. It raised its bone-like blade high before bringing it down. Time seemed to slow to the two as the blade made its arc downward toward the other.

The ax stood limp at the being's side as he watched, seemingly disinterested. Tia was aware of someone shouting but couldn't hear it because it was muffled. It took her a few moments but then she realized that it was HER that was shouting. Time picked up as the warning left her mouth. There was a flash, a pained cry, and something landing down in front of the two. Tia looked down in shock as she saw it was the bone extension. She looked back up, seeing the ax now on the right of the armored boy...if one could call him a boy.

The being roared again and readied itself to charge. All the boy did was simply raise his left arm and a loud tone echoed in the lands. Tia and Lu watched in confusion. What was he doing? After the tone faded, the boy simply held his ax ready again as the being roared after getting over the echoing tone.
It charged forward...and fell flat on its face. Tia spied several small hands holding the legs of the monster, more hands joining the small mound, each one grasping the limbs of the thing. She turned back to the armor wearing being who calmly walked forward, its ax on his right shoulder. As he strolled up to the mutant, he dodged the other flailing limb, never breaking his gaze from the eyes of the mutant. They held their gaze for three full minutes before there was a flash of light, the sound of metal slicing through flesh, and the lad standing with the ax over his right shoulder. The mutant had stopped in it's flailing about as the eyes stared at the lad. The head slowly fell off and landed in the ashen sands, its gaze still locked on the figure. The lad sighed as he re-hooked the ax to his back.

“Finally. It's always the last one that gives you trouble.” The being said aloud making Tia and Lu's eyes widened.

“THERE'S MORE OF THOSE FOUL THINGS?!” Lu shouted making the being turn to them, his hand on the ax again.

Seeing that the noise came from only the younger...pegacorn...he relaxed.

“There was. But I have hunted them down to extinction.” The being said, his body turning and voice booming. “MINIONS! COME! WE HAVE GUESTS!”

The sands before the two began to stir as several groups of tiny beings with buggy eyes rose up from the sands, shaking it off like a dog would for water. Tia noticed that each group of the tiny begins was a different color; one group was brown, another blue, a third green, and finally red. They all looked at the two before turning to the armored one.

“Mastah, they new mistresses?” A brown one asked.

The being sighed and shook his head.

“No, Farty, they are not the new mistresses, they are just travelers who ran afoul with a Mutant. Come, back to the tower.”

The beings all seemed to groan before they started to to head for several glowing pits that had risen up. They jumped into the corresponding color as what could be best described as a massive onyx stones in the shape of a flower opened up. The Overlad waited, looking at the two pointedly. It was the younger who spoke up timidly after getting over the very scary glare.

“Ah...are thou waiting for we?” Lu asked.

The Overlad simply nodded and the two hurried to the flower, stepped in, and vanished to wherever the minions had gone to making the Overlad sigh as he rubbed his helmet.

“Tourists...” The Overlad mumbled before he too entered the flower.

“My sister and I arrived at a tower that was well below the earth. The Overlord had explained that they had come here in the past to avoid some of the larger foes...until they had the forces to deal with them some eons later. An elderly being similar to the smaller ones, whom we came to find out were Minions, came up and greeted us and the Overlad. The being, named Gnarl, asked us our reasons for coming to the ghastly place. Now, I was a bit of a brat back then. What teenager isn't? After I had gotten my wits back from the adrenaline rush, I demanded the Overlord to tell me his origins, the minions origins, how he lived and to turn himself over to my people's way of life and...I demanded him as a servant.”

“What was that?” The cold voice of the Overlord echoed in the tower.

Many of the Minions and Gnarl all stared at the...pretty lady being who had a smug grin on her face. The Dark Blue one was watching and she was terrified as she felt the subtle powers shifting in the air.

“You heard me, servant. Tell me your origins, the minions', how you lived and to turn yourself over to me!” Tia declared haughtily.

The result was instant; the minions surrounded the dark blue being as the Overlord swung his ax to the right with blinding speed. Tia too stunned to move, closed her eyes waiting for the blow. When she opened her eyes, she saw out of the corner of her eye, the axe resting just above her shoulder. Her eyes then met the Hell red ones of the Overlad in fear as he stepped forward. The sudden action made Tia fall to the ground and onto her butt, getting her dress dirty.

“I will not submit to some prissy being who thinks herself above reproach. I have spent countless moons and even inexplicable eons slaying monsters that would make you blood curdle, your spine take leave of your body and your mind to shatter. You are a temporary part my home, my world and my law now. If you want a fight, you've got one. Otherwise, sit down, shut up, and do not make demands you do not have the power to back up!” The Overlord roared before he left the room. “Show them to some rooms Gnarl. I must rest now.”

The aged minion nodded, shuffled over to the two, helped the older up to her feet and then took the two to another part of the tower where the living quarters were at.

“Now, you must understand...no one ever in my life, short though it was, has ever raised their voice at me or told me 'no' save for my parents. I was appalled by the action thinking that I was not in the wrong. It was only thanks to Lu that I realized how dire our situation was.”

Lu and Tia were in their own quarters in the tower. Tia was pacing back in forth in the room, anger stewing at the way she had been treated by the Overlad.

“How dare he! Does he not know who I am?! I am a Princess! I do not kneel to his demands!” Tia ranted while Lu quietly read the mission of her father and mother. “I'll have him brought up on charges with home, Mother and Father shall deal with him swiftly and decidedly! I will have the last laugh not he!”

Lu mumbled something as she read over several pieces of parchment but Tia did not hear her over her own ranting and raving.

“I will have the guards slowly dip him in tar...no, oil...NO, Lava! Yes, Lava, I will have them dip him in lava starting with the feet. Once he reaches his reproductive organs I'll have him live like that! Yes! Wait...does he even have reproductive organs?”

“Tia?” Lu said, her voice louder but still quavering.

“No...no, that's not good enough especially if he doesn't have those kind of organs...I know! I'll break his arms and Legs, one bone at a time! How many bones can he have? Oh it doesn't matter! They will all be broken!”

“Tia?”

Lu's voice got more insistent but Tia kept on ranting lost in her own make believe world of torture and fun.

“I'll use several pins and insert them into where his bones were broken and then tune them! Oh glorious!” Tia said with a crazed smile.

“TIA DEL SOLARUS!” Lu shouted making said person jump.

“What is it, sister? Can't you see I'm plotting here?!” Tia snarled out as she looked at her younger sibling.

Seeing the mission parchment thrust into her face was the last thing she expected with a short command 'read' from Lu. Tia huffed but read it over. However, she froze once she saw a highlighted portion.

Tia, Lu, if there is ANY lifeforms on the world you are exploring, then it is without a doubt that I ask you to be kind and courteous to the life form. Chances are it is a remnant of the race that once dwell on the planet or an newly born one. I don't need to stress what I'm saying; if there is a remnant or new life, then chances are they will not allow us to terraform the planet to make way for the new life we have planned. Why this is, I do not know, but regardless be on your best behavior. Tia, this means no making ANY demands of this so-called 'lesser being.'
Love, Mum

Tia gulped uneasily as she looked at Lu. What had she done?

“I had possibly screwed up the most important part of the mission; I had insulted a living being that had for all intents and purposes, owned the dead world we had walked on above. Needless to say, I had to play nice with the Overlord and that was difficult in and of itself.”

“Great one, I apologize for my outburst. I was not thinking after...” Tia was before the Overlad's throne, her head low and her tone submissive but one could see the clenching of her hands indicating that she did not like it. She was interrupted by the Overlad's booming voice.

“Your apology is NOT accepted, being. I do not take kindly to being insulted, have demands made in my face in my own home, and threatened with bodily harm.” The Overlad snarled.

Tia cringed but Lu stepped up cautiously and bowed before the armor wearing teen.

“My lord, perhaps if we explain our purpose here?”

The Overlad looked at her and gave a nod making Tia's jaw drop. The Overlad seeing the look of shock, answered the unasked question.

“Unlike you, your sister has not made demands of me, insulted me, or threaten to do bodily harm.”

Lu explained everything; their home, their race, and their mission. The Overlad listened intently to the details. He asked a question here and there to clear something, but otherwise remained silent throughout the entire explanation and detailed process of what was to be achieved. Once she was done, he looked at Tia.

“This is all true?”

Tia nodded stiffly confirming the story. The Overlad hummed in thought as he tapped his throne. After a few minutes of humming and tapping, he stood up from his throne and looked down at the two. The two got tense with fear that he was to dismiss them and deny them the planet.

“A garrison of minions will go with you to each site you wish to look at.”

Both sisters looked at him in shock.

“Then that means...?” Tia left off.

“You may continue the research...but as I have the final say, I will ultimately decide the fate of this world. So you better impress me in the coming months.”

“I, Celestia Del Solarus, agreed to the challenge.”

OVMLP

“WHAT?!” The other five shouted in shock.

“Celestia!? As in our princess?!” Fluttershy asked in shock.

“Ah dun't believe it!” Applejack said.

Pinkie Pie just grinned like the cat that had eaten the canary. She started to plan a royal 'get back together party' for the two as the others all settled down and returned to the logs.

“Darling keep reading!” Rarity insisted looking for juicy gossip.

Twilight nodded shaky and picked up from where she left off.

OVMLP

“Try and impress him I did. I tried everything; graphs, charts, diagrams, data. All to convince him that allowing us to terraform the planet. None of them swayed him. I was once tempted to use my body, but I disregarded that plan immediately. I was not THAT desperate...not yet anyways. Instead, I chose to fight him in combat.”

The Overlad looked at Celestia like she had grown another set of wings. He cocked his head to the side, eyes still locked on Celestia.

“What...was that? Again?”

Celestia sighed.

“I wish to fight you. Name your terms and weapon choice.” Celestia said with a straight face as she faced down the insufferable child.
The response this time was something that made Celestia's skin crawl. Laughter; dark, hollow, cruel mocking laughter. The minions all fell over, laughing themselves sick. Even the Overlad seemed to be chortling. There was a hum of energy and a golden blast shot out of the horn, striking the wall. The Overlad simply cocked his head before nodding.

“Very well. We shall fight...”

Celestia smirked in triumph. But the Dark king's next words made her wilt.

“...in a month's time. That way you can familiarize yourself with hand to hand combat. That's right. Hand to hand, not magical.”

“I took the challenge wholeheartedly. For a full month, I trained hard and long making my body go to its limits and then beyond. But...it wasn't enough. The Overlad was more skilled in weaponry then I ever was. The fight was long, hard, and difficult. Every time I thought I had gained the upper hand, the Overlad beat me back down. Five hours in the fighting, I finally landed a blow. I had knocked his helmet off which gave me pause as I caught the body underneath the armor.”

Celestia had never seen such a beautiful face. Silver-white hair (It was hard to tell in the dim lightning), fair skinned, and the bluest eyes she had ever met. And currently, those blue eyes were NOT happy. Celestia could do all she could do to keep from the angry Overlad at bay. She had to fly away from him at the opportunity while Gnarl and Luna watched from the sides.

“Oh that prissy princess has done it now...” Gnarl mumbled as he rubbed his chin. “Master hates his face being seen...by anything or anyone.”

Luna looked at the small being in confusion before returning to the battle.

“Why doth he hide thine face? ” Luna asked. “Tis gorgeous!”

Gnarl looked at the dark blue mare with a look of annoyance but then sighed. After all, she and her elder sister were strangers to their world so it was no brainer that they didn't know his master's reasons.

“Precisely, your majesty. He wants to reflect the world around him, not have him reflect the world.” Gnarl explained.

The minion overseer explained it even further stating that the race that he came from was ugly and monstrous. How his face does not tell the tale of them only a falsehood. Luna could only look at the Overlad, slow realization coming onto her features.

“He...despises his beauty as it doth not tell truth of his past?”

Gnarl only nodded as the two locked blades again. Tia was panting from the rage filled attacks and was quickly wearing down. She weakly parried a blow before spinning away before the Overlad's sword caught her. She gasped and panted for air, looking at the rage filled eyes.

'This being is more powerful then I gave him credit for! He is like one our Elite guards at home!' She thought as she struggled to hold her sword.

Her arms were like jello, not having fighting something that was stronger then her sister for the month. That proved to be her undoing. She was knocked onto the ground by a shoulder butt by the Overlad, her sword flying out of her grip and clattering onto the ground. She found herself staring down the pointed tip of the blade and the pale blue eyes of the Overlad.

“You lose.” The boy said in a quiet tone as he sheathed his blade and left the room, stopping only to pick up his helmet and put it back on.

“I was...mildly upset at the loss. But as I said, I was stubborn as Tarturus. So for several weeks, which turned to months and then to a year, I trained and challenged the Overlad to several fights. I lost every single one despite all the training that I did. But with each fight and loss, I got to know the Overlad a bit better. It was like...we were talking without really talking. I got to get a feel of him. He wasn't at all like he portrays himself as. He had conflict echoing in his soul and I could actually see the inner turmoil within his eyes every time blows were struck. He was afraid. But of what? Me? Luna? His minions? Or himself? Or of something else entirely? Not getting anything more from the fights, I sought such answers to the questions and directly from the source itself.”

Celestia looked at the armor figure who was looking over several papers, each one detailing various spells, runes, artifacts, and weapons. She cleared her throat making the Overlad look up in shock as he hastily put away the papers.

“Celestia...what brings you here?” The Overlad asked, honestly curious about the beings presence.

“I came to talk to you...or rather why you are so conflicted during our fights?”

The Overlad stiffened before his shoulders slumped.

“So you noticed. Damn...was hoping you hadn't,” The Overlad said quietly. “You...are correct. I am conflicted after hearing what you and your kind want to do with my home. I am...scared. I feel that I am simply letting go of my past...and that bothers me since the past is what made me...me.”

Celestia could understand that. The past always helped to shape and wrought a person into who they were suppose to be in the future. Denying it or erasing the last remnants of such a past could be a way of saying this is not what you are and thus reject it. But not only that, she could sense something else; something that had the Overlad terrified even more so then that...thing...Luna had run into their first year here.

“And the other thing?”

The Overlad laughed, not his usual, but it was more empty and touched with insanity.

“Perceptive one...I'm more worried about what your kind will do with my kind. Will you raise them up from the dead to live along side YOUR race?”

Celestia nodded eagerly, thinking it was what he wanted. All the nodding just made the Overlad scowl behind his helmet though Celestia knew of it from the narrowing of the red eyes.

“Then I hope and pray you can deal with the consequences.” The Overlad said before shooing Celestia out.

“It was after that ominous statement that I pushed for the truth. After another set of weeks and badgering, the Overlad broke down and told me about his race. A race called “Hoo-mans”. The race before had been the most chaotic race I have ever heard of. They fought over the smallest of thing such as currency, land, power, places in high class, not having enough of something or not giving enough to the people, they even fought over means to get one 'high' which I still can't understand even now. The race was warlike, everything about them was death and destruction. Yet despite the war like tendencies, the race had made beautiful works of art in architectural, paintings, songs, and others, all of which the Overlad showed me though they were simply pictures of times gone by. I was equally enthralled at the sight of the Tower Eiffel and how he explained that it was once a site for lovers and couples to go to. At the end of it all he told of the war that wiped them all out. It was a new kind of bomb using a new element called 'Mystierum'. It was the most curious substance in the entire elemental table. It was highly unstable but managed to stay stable while putting out a large amount of radiation. Despite its oddity, it helped make new materials that were stronger then the usual; metal that would not bend or break, new means of filtering air, new medicine, and new means of making life easier. It was only a matter of months that it was soon weaponized and threatened on smaller countries. This led to a massive arms race with the Mystierum leading the way. Sixteen years after the discovery, the war broke out over the simplest of reasons...resources, rather the lack thereof. Fossil fuels were low when Mystierum was made and the reserves were exhausted when the first commercial product of the element hit the market. Hence the weapon-making of the element. The higher ups in the hoo-man government wanted the means to combat others when it came time. The conflict spread across the world and consumed it in fire spreading panic and fear around the world. He got this look in his eye and started to laugh. Whether it was at the irony of the entire situation or if he was just laughing in sadness, I could not tell. He said it was because of the element he had become what he had become today. He told me in the middle of the war, they had tried to make a super human...and got him. The act gave him the means to use magic and it caused a backlash so powerful its was still felt to this day. Namely, his inability to die.
I was shocked and frightened by what I had heard and what the race had gone through. But at the same time despite the darker tone, I was impressed and adoring of the race how despite their flaws they had tried to be better...though it ended up failing them in the end. After he told me about his race, he asked about mine. I told him of my life above the stars and he was fascinated. I told him of our works of art, lifestyle, my own and others like me. During this time, we started to get closer together and soon after two years and six months, we started to 'court' though he insisted on calling it dating.”

OVMLP

The book dropped from Twilight's hands as she stared at it in shock. Spike snapped his fingers in front of the mare before groaning.

“She's gone, girls. Mind overload,” Spike explained to the others.

“Well, don't stand there scaly ass! Continue in her place!” Rainbow said eagerly.

Spike just picked the book up and picked up where Twilight had left off.

OVMLP

“That was how I defeated the Overlad not with blades or magic, but with talking, understanding and compassion. I was there for him as he wept for his people and his lost way of life. He had held in the pain for so many years and had no one living to vent it to, Gnarl and the others the exception. That led me to ask how the Minions came to be. The Overlad, after his breakdown, just shrugged his shoulders. He had no clue how they came to be only that after wandering around for years after the abrupt end of the war, he came across them attacking a mutant. That was a big thing according to him. The animals and what little people that had remained had mutated to beings of nightmares due to the fallout mixing.”

“After all, how do you think I got to be like this? I wasn't born this way, no sir. Ugly as sin I was.” The Overlad asked with his helmet off, pointing at his face and then showed a picture of his younger self with half his face gone from a birth defect.

Celestia looked at the picture and then back at the Overlad before asking about the Minions. The Overlad shurgged his shoulders and re-explained the Mutations across the globe.

“That's what I think the minions are...just another mutation that...well didn't go wrong, but didn't go right either. It just...went in every direction at once.” The Overlad said with a sheepish grin.

“This summed the minions up nicely. They were below average intelligence but they all having immense strength to pick up a totem weight a hundred kilos with each group having a defining ability. The blues were the only ones capable of swimming while the others just drowned, not to mention healing and reviving dead minions. The Reds could lob fireballs at a good distance and were fire immune, while the greens could sneak around. I still couldn't get over the fact that since they smelled like rotting fish and corpses, they could sneak around and be so stealthy. The Browns were just tougher then the other three making them the bulk of the army.
The fallout over the eons started to change and the Overlad said that he called it ' Chaotic magic' since science could not explain the damn thing nor explain how certain things were done with it, like infusing it with sand and getting a cow. Personally, I liked it as it was an unknown to both of us despite my sister and I using it daily. This magic was more...primal. Like it was unwilling to bow to anyone. Luna had tapped into it to try and master it. It made her act like she was hopped up on sixteen cases of espresso, monster, and red bull. The Overlad's words not mine. It was what brought about her bringing a large silver orb which the Overlad called the moon in previous explanations close to the planet. He was so surprised he fell on his ass. I too was shocked as never did she show such power before.”

“Wha-who-how-?” Celestia stammered out in shock.

“I don't have a clue! This...this is nothing like I ever tried! The moon was slowly leaving Earth's orbit over the eons so...how?! How did she do that?!” The Overlad said in shock.

“TiatiatiaTIA!” Luna said as she hopped in place, her eyes wide and manic. “Youneedtoconnectwiththismagic!It'ssoo~good!Itmakesmefeelalltingling!”

Celestia tried to grab her bouncing in place sister only to miss when Luna teleported in a flash of blue. The Overlad was shocked and threw his gauntlet out in reflex to prevent getting hit by the tiny blue missile. There was a flash of light and the sound of Luna hitting the ground, struggling against some chains that had appeared and kept her in place making the Overlad look at his gauntlet in shock.

“That's new...”

Celestia looked at the Overlad, at the chains, Luna's struggling form, and then back at the Overlad, her mouth agape.

“How'd you do that?”

The only answer was a shrug making her growl in frustration. That seemed to be the norm for the Overlad, shrugging and beating her to near death in fights.

“I did say I was new to this 'Magic' thing.”

“Thus began a series of tests on how to use this new branch of magic to our advantage. I too connected with the magic and suffered what happened to Luna, though I ended up charging a dim red dot in the sky to yellow gold. The Overlad was once again shocked, stating that I had just revitalized the sun back to its original state after it had started to decay several eons earlier. Naturally this gained me and my sister our mark, hers was a crescent moon against the night sky and mine was a sun with eight curved points on it. This clinched the deal with the Overlad. He allowed us to remake his home...provided his race was NEVER revived. As he quoted to me before I left for home with Luna, 'They had their chance to do so much good and they blew it. Their time is done. It's...whatever comes now's time.' We agreed to the terms. I was never so happy in my short amount of life nor was i so sad when I finally left for home, promising to come back to him.”

OVMLP

Spike looked up from the journal.

“All that's left is a summary of the terra-forming process and how the Overlad had helped the race create several items and races. But...it does explain somethings. Like why the princess is so afraid. She's worried what we would think of her with her relationship to him.”

Applejack crossed her arms.

“Yeah, it explains why...but not why the Overlord suddenly just turned on her. If he truly loved her, why he go to this dark side?”

Rainbow punched her fist into her open hand as her eyes lit with fire.

“Ain't it obvious!? He really didn't love her, he just used her to get a race to rule over!”

Pinkie was serious for once as she spoke making the group look at her.

“I don't know. Something about all this smells fishy.”

More was to be said, but Spike burped up a scroll and grabbed it. After slicing the seal, he opened it and read it. As he read, his eyes got big as dinner plates before he turned to the still comatose Twilight. He looked pained at what he had to do but sighed. It needed to be done.

“TWI! YOU'RE GOING TO BE LATE ON THE NEWEST FRIENDSHIP REPORT!”

That woke her up and she screamed.

“AH! NO! NO MAGIC KINDERGARTEN!”

Spike's snorting laugh made her look at the drake with a stunned look. She narrowed her eyes and grabbed on of his frills in her hands. Spike yelped as Twilight tugged.

“Spike..."

Spike gulped, wondering what the moon looked like this time of year as he turned to see his sister.

“Thanks.” Twilight said. “That was one of your more creative ways to get me awake.”

Spike grinned as he was given his frill back. He handed the letter to Twilight who looked it over quickly. Her eyesbrows shot up into her hairline and she looked at the others.
“Girls, we need to get to Canterlot pronto,” Twilight commanded, grabbing the jounral and tucking it into her backpack.

“Why? What's going on, Twi?” Rainbow asked.

Twilight looked serious as she spoke.

“Prance is in trouble.”