Searching of the Soul

“Nebula!”

A dark blue mare with flowing three tone purple mane and tail growled at the sound, looking up toward the room where the voice had originated with a sigh, “What is it Rainbow?”

“Can you bring me some of hay fries, I’m bucking starving.”

Nebula grumbled, getting up from her seat and then using her magic to call and heat up a bag of hay fries for her mate, finally reaching their room and heading over to her bed. Atop the bed lay Rainbow Dash, laying upon her side, her belly showing that she was three months along in her pregnancy.

Nebula sat down beside her, handing her the bag of hay fries before sighing as she spoke. “You know Dash; you’re going to become fat with all this food you have been eating, not that the baby will complain.”

“Do I have any reason not to get fat,” asked Dash with a smirk, “I mean I do have this baby I have to take care of. Also I don’t really need to train anymore; the Wonderbolts won’t take me on account of this,” Rainbow finished, pointing to her long horn with a grin.

“Yeah,” said Nebula, “Sorry about that.”

“Hey none of that,” said Rainbow with a smile, “I would trade all the Wonderbolt tryouts in the world to stay with you; the magic is just a cool bonus.”

Nebula nodded, and then got up to leave, only to have Rainbow grab her wing with her magic. “Um…Neby, can you stay with me for a bit?”

“Dash you know I can’t, I have work to do…”

“Neby no, you need to take a break, even if I have to force you.”

Nebula was about to protest, till she suddenly felt something fall upon her horn and the unnerving sensation of her magic being cut off, narrowing her eyes as she began to speak. “Why you little…” she started, only to get picked up in Rainbows red magical field and deposited upon the bed next to her, wrapping her forelegs around her so that she could not escape.

“Told yah, even if I have to force you, you are taking a break.”

“Oh fine!” said Nebula in fake frustration, a smile spreading across her face as she laid down next to Dash, who was busy inhaling some hay fries. However after a moment she lifted her head, looking back down toward the door to their room and shouting, “Spike!”

After a few moments, Spike crawled up the stairs and entered the room, crawling toward the bed and then sitting down before speaking. “What is it Twi…”

“Spike,” said Nebula, “we talked about this, that’s not my name anymore.”

Spike scratched the back of his head sheepishly, “Sorry…I’m still getting used to that, anyway what did you need me for?”

“I need you to write a letter to Princess Faust, tell her I still have no leads on the soul mates for the other alicorns, but I will continue to work on it alone, and I do not require help.”

Spike nodded and left the room, the door not even fully closed before Rainbow opened her mouth to speak, “Man he grew up fast.”

Nebula nodded, though deep down she was feeling the same amazement Rainbow was feeling over Spikes recent change. Three months ago, Spike had still been the cute little dragon everypony had gotten to know since he and Nebula had moved to Ponyville, and he still had his crush on rarity, for he did not know of the existence of Yin and Yang.

However, all dreams must come to an end, and so too did Spikes infatuation. It had been a few days after the imprisonment of Twilight and the two sisters, Spike had decided to go ask Rarity out on a date, for it seemed her becoming an alicorn took away all the excuses he had been creating not to ask her. But when he had knocked on the door, he had not expected to be greeted by a male alicorn, and worse still, he had not expected to see Rarity kissing another male alicorn when he had been escorted into the living room.

Nebula, who had been sleeping after a massive surge of magic, was awoken by the sound of a massive roar, and had looked out the window to see a fully grown Spike tearing his way out of Carousal Boutique. Luckily for them, Sunset had been around to quell Spike, for while she had been a dragon slayer in her time, she also knew many ways to subdue a dragon without killing them.

It had taken ours to finally calm Spike down after that, but once he had finally recovered his senses, he had not reverted to his original state, instead reverting to about the size of an adult stallion. Nebula had been confused by this, and even more confused when Sunset had been the one to tell her why he had changed.

Apparently, Spikes subconscious had been keeping him in the form of a baby dragon to protect him, first due to his connection to Nebula to allow her to take care of him, and later due to his feelings for Rarity, his immature crush actually keeping him in an immature body.

But as Sunset had explained, the moment he had witnessed Rarity kissing Yin; it had caused a conflict between the emotions keeping him a baby dragon, and his more mature emotions wanting expansion and growth. This conflict had of coursed caused another rapid growth spurt, but after he had calmed, his more mature side had finally won out, resulting in his current state.

“I just hope we don’t get any more surprises like that,” said Nebula as she laid her head down to rest, “that was a doozy.”

In the city of Canterlot, in the newly built bedchambers of the new princesses of Equestria, Princess Faust groaned. The three months since her daughters imprisonment had not been kind to the old mare, and while she would never admit it to another soul as long as she lived, she really wished she had given the job of ruling the nation to somepony else.

When Faust had shown up in Canterlot and told the populace about what had transpired, the nobles had been the first to react to everything. The first thing they had had a problem with was with Faust taking over ruler-ship of the nation. With Celestia and Luna now imprisoned in stone, the laws stated that Ruler-ship was to be passed and divided amongst the nobles, insuring that the ruler-ship would remain just and fair. To counter the argument, Faust had summoned both the sun and moon into the sky, and said if the nobles wanted to rule, they had to move them back into their rightful places.

They had of course failed, but that didn’t stop them from complaining further. The next problem they had brought to her attention was the sudden appearance of thirty seven new alicorns, five of which were well known commoners who had no ties to the royal bloodline. This had been insulting enough to them, but when she had revealed that they had all become alicorns through use of an ancient spell, the nobles had become near mutinous, demanding that these new alicorns be returned to their original state and that the nobles be elevated to the mighty status of alicorn.

Faust had of course refused, saying that no noble save a fare few were near enough to earning the right to become alicorns. But the other reason was because the ones who were alicorns had already earned the right to be alicorn, despite their noble beginnings, and she refused to take away the right they had justly earned.

This however had not dissuaded them from lashing out with their final complaint, that of Faust’s wife Chrysalis, who they said was an enemy of the state. Faust had not however defended her mate, instead letting Chrysalis do the defending. It had been brutal, many of the nobles not wanting to see that she was sorry for what she had done, and especially not wanting to believe that she was a changed mare. It had finally come to a head when they had said she had no purpose anymore, that all she was good for was being Faust’s fuck toy.

While her anger was obvious, she didn’t immediately vocalize it, instead lighting up her horn and causing the entire world to shake, before rising above the balcony and unleashing her alicorn enhanced voice.

“WE ARE MOTHER EQUISE HERSELF,” Faust had remembered her roaring, “AND IT IS BECAUSE OF US THAT THE WORLD HOLDS ITSELF TOGETHER! BUT IF THOU TRULY THINKITH US USULESE, THEN BY ALL MEAN, GO AHEAD AND KILL US, AND WATCH THE WORLD BLEED FOR IT!”

This had been the thing that had finally stopped the noble’s complaints, well…at least it stopped their outward complaints, for Faust was pretty sure many of them still didn’t like what she was doing, but it had quieted them for a time.

She was brought out of her musings by the sound of a letter appearing out of the fireplace, grabbing it with her magic and then pulling it over to read, only to grumble once she was finished. “Oh Nebula, what am I ever going to do with you…?”

She summoned a piece of parchment and a quill, and then began to write, saying the words allowed to better help herself as she dictated her response to the young alicorn. “Dear Nebula, I know you think you need to do this alone because of the promise you made to your sister Twilight, but some things cannot be handled alone. Now I know for a fact both your great grandmother Andromeda and your step sister Cadance have expressed their desire to help you in this endeavor, and I cannot stress enough how valuable their aid would be.

Cadance as you know is the goddess of love and passion, and as such she would be able to detect such strong connections as the ones between soul mates. As for you great grandmother, she may not be Twilight, but she the only one besides you that can even equal to her knowledge in the soul arts, and to shun her help would be foolhardy on your part…”

“Faust…?”

Faust stopped her writing, looking up to see Chrysalis standing in the doorway to their bedroom, sweat running down her form as she stared at the regal white mare with want in her eyes.

“What’s the matter love,” asked Faust, though she knew in the back of her mind what was going on, especially behind the wanting in her mate’s eyes.

“We…we need thee, we need your touch…so badly.”

Faust immediately got up, walking over to Chrysalis and began to kiss and nibble her, but almost at once Chrysalis pushed her away with a snarl. “That is not what we mean,” said Chrysalis with exasperation, the sweat on her body even more apparent as she gazed pleadingly at Faust. “That is not the touch we want love, we need your special touch…your forbidden touch…”

“…I should have known,” thought Faust, before finally letting out a sigh and nodding back toward the bedroom door. “Alright my love, you just get back to bed now, I’ll join you soon…”

Chrysalis panted as she waited in the bed, still marveling at how…sudden…her need had crept up on her. In many ways, it was like the affliction estrus, for it caused her body to burn till she was graced with the touch she so craved. However unlike estrus, her body could not be sated by simply rutting till she was no longer burning like wildfire. No, instead it needed to be sated by something more…magical, something from the before times…before she and Faust had become alicorn.

Suddenly all the candles in the room were dowsed, causing Chrysalis to jerk up, but not out of fear. An unnatural darkness had permeated the room, engulfing everything but the bed she was lying on and her own self, which she knew was the shadows intention.

Every now and then, Chrysalis would pick up the occasional sound of a wing rustling, or the faint sound of hoofs walking across the floor. Each sound caused her to shiver in delight, for this was all part of the game, and while she wanted nothing more than to leap into the shadows and let the one controlling them have its way with her, she was enjoying the game too much to care.

Luckily she didn’t have to wait long, for out of the corner of her eye she caught movement near the dodge of the bed, and turned to see a black, oozing tendril slithering its way onto the sheets along with several others, each tendril leaving behind black stains. When the tendrils had reached the halfway point to Chrysalis, Faust had finally emerged from the shadows, the sheets turning completely black the moment her hooves touched them.

The black ooze that had been coming from the tendrils dripped from Faust’s body like miniature waterfalls, her mane and tail being held down by the stuff as it flowed from her body. She made her way slowly forward, watching as the tendrils began to slowly wrap themselves around her mates shivering form, drinking in her delight at being caressed by the familiar appendages.

“You have missed this greatly haven’t you,” said Faust with a grin, her voice not coming from her mouth, but instead from the shadows all around them.

“Yes,” moaned Chrysalis loudly, “we have missed it…we have felt so empty without it.”

“You shall not feel that emptiness for much longer my love,” said Faust with a grin, before leaning down and to claim her lover’s lips within her own.