Cutie Mark Crusaders Wish-Masters Yay!!
Be careful what you wish for...
The world of Lorein, a beautiful enchanted land of adventure and adversely where many of the wonderful stories ever to spread throughout the multiverse are born. This realm has seen the rise and fall of many heroes, villains, monsters, and legends. One such tale will involve a powerful being and and three little creatures.
Deep within the deserts of the Sand Ocean, the massive desert of Lorein is the hidden kingdom of the Djinn. The Djinns are powerful spirits who are famous as wish granters and benders of the world who add-by to strict rules as to not cause chaos to mortals. Inside the main chamber at the heart of this kingdom a final trial is being concluded with most of the Djinn present for this momentous moment. In the chamber the djinn’s talked and gossiped until one djinn rose…
“Attention! Please be seated! The Efreet is now present!” with that proclamation the room was dead silent as the King of the Djinn entered the room.
The Efreet was quite larger the most Djinns and was covered in a cosmic golden flame with glowing gold eyes. He was the judge, jury and in some cases the executioner of the Djinn kingdom and no one dared to question his rule…all except one.
“Bring the accused in!” The Efreet was known for his temper but this case made him on edge.
In a flash of light a large golden ball appeared in the center of the chamber, to the disgust and shame of the Djinns and the Efreet the accused was inside this magical prison.
It was a djinn or what was left of one. Lord Tibis, this being was once a respected Djinn of the kingdom who many admired. However in his pursuit to understand the workings of the universe he meddled with dark magic. It changed him into a power hungry monster, however the kingdom found out of his treachery causing the Efreet to cast him out of the Djinn kingdom into Lorein, trapped in a ring. Tibis secretly waiting for the right moment for the ring to be destroyed so that he can be free to return to the Djinn kingdom to conquer that and then come back to conquer Lorein itself. Thankfully a mortal with a pure heart defeated Tibis and the lord found himself imprisoned again.
“Lord Tibis, you are called here to answer for your crimes against the kingdom and the mortal world…what do you say in your defense?” the Efreet knew what Tibis would say but it was an unavoidable formality.
The lord was quiet for a minute, then he said…
“You may have stopped my plans, but I’ll be free eventually and you will all bow to me!”
“I am sorry for you Tibis, I know it is not your fault that you are like this for the dark magic in your veins is affecting your mind, twisting your thoughts to mayhem and doom…but I cannot let you threaten the world again.”
“So what will you do then Efreet? Throw me into the void, torment me until I change my ways? You are weak, this kingdom is weak, but soon I will come and fix that.”
“No, there is another way.” That got the lord’s attraction as the Efreet moved closer to the golden sphere.
“I shall banish you to another realm where you will be place inside an indestructible ring and forced to serve your sentence…one thousand years as a wish granter, or until you are freed of the dark magic in your veins!”
Every djinn in the chamber was shocked as normally the sentence is years of servitude in the mortal world, not another reality. The Efreet raised his golden hand and in an instant the golden sphere glowed like a star the dimmed until only a purple gem ring remained in the Efreet’s hand.
“No! You can’t leave me like this, not again!” scream the lord in vain.
“I pray that next we meet you are your old self again, goodbye my friend.” And so the Efreet focused his cosmic powers and in a great flash of light the ring was gone from his hand.
. . . .
On the outskirts of Ponyville….
It was a warm sunny day as a group of fillies know as the Cutie Mark Crusaders were out of town, going to the spot where Rarity gathers her gems. Today the crusaders are on an adventure to get the archaeologist cutie marks as they misheard Spike the dragon talk about how anything could be buried in that dirt.
“So Sweetie Belle, is this the spot Spike was talking about?” ask Scootaloo who was dragging the digging shovels in a little wagon.
“I’m pretty sure this is it.” Sweetie Belle explained.
“Well I hope you’re right Sweetie Belle, my sis is going to be wondering where the shovels when to.” Said Apple Bloom for fearing her sisters ‘stair of disappointment’.
“Yep, this is definitely the spot.” Sweetie Belle was confident she was right.
“Ok girl’s let get digging.” Scootaloo remarked.
“Cutie Mark Crusader Archaeologist Yay!” said the three fillies with pure excitement.
At first digging around in the dirt and rocks was going great for the crusaders. However two hours passed by and they found nothing at all.
“This is harder than it looked in Twilight’s books” Scootaloo tiredly breathed as the sun was now at noon.
“I really hope we hit something soon.” Sweetie belle heaved the dirt like and old mine worker.
*Glank*
“Girls, I think I found something!” Applebloom yelled with excitement as the two other fillies ran to her digging spot.
With one heave Applebloom’s shovel lifted out of the ground a purple gem ring. The crusaders looked at it with awe as even covered in dirt and grim it shined brilliantly. The crusaders quickly looked at their flanks to see I there was a cutie mark…not this time. However they found themselves drawn to the ring’s beauty.
“Wow, now that’s a find.” Scootaloo grinned.
“Ya that sure is a pretty ring, I wonder whose it is…” Applebloom was quite curious as she stared at the ring.
“Maybe Rarity lost it while looking for gems?” Scootaloo said to Sweetie Belle.
“I’ve never seen my sister with it, but maybe she can tell us.”
The crusaders put the shovels in the wagon and put the ring in a bag. They took a short cut thru the Everfree forest dirt path so they could get to town before dark. As they were trotting home they heard an odd rumbling sound, but ignored it for a time, however as the sun lowered over the horizon the sound grew louder and closer to the trio.
Just then as the trio were about to exit the forest a small pack of timber wolves jumped from the bushes and caused the crusaders to run in fright. The chase lasted only a few minutes as the crusaders got lost and ended up cornered by the wolves. The girls huddled together and hoped that somehow they get out of this.
“I wish we were back at the club house!” Applebloom yelled.
Without a moment noticed the bag floated in the air, out of the old bag and shined a bright purple light. From out of thin air a voice yelled…
“Your wish is my command!”
The purple light enveloped the crusaders and in a flash they disappeared, confusing the startled timber wolves.
. . . .
Scootaloo was the first to noticed that she and her friends where not only safe, but indeed back at the club house.
“What, how did we get back here?” Scootaloo explained.
Sweetie belle and Applebloom opened there eyes and where just as surprised as Scootaloo. There they were at the clubhouse and not a timber wolf in sight, which they were glad for, however they were very confused as how they managed to escape. Then Applebloom remembered….
“The last thing I said when we got cornered was wanted to be back at the clubhouse, then there was a weird purple light…”Applebloom, Scootaloo, and Sweetie belle looked around and found the wagon, quickly they looked inside to find the ring.
Suddenly out of nowhere a light burst from ring sending the trio flying. The crusader looked at the light and from it a figure appeared. They had no clue what it was, this floating purple ghost thing.
Tibis stretched his arms out and seemed to enjoy being out of the ring, he had no idea how long he was in there as time in the ring is nonexistent. He did however knew that some poor fool found the ring and made a wish, so the Djinn lord looked around to see this worm of a master…all he found was three little horse creatures.
“What strange looking creatures I see before me, tell me if you can, who made the wish?” To his annoyance the crusaders were stuck in between being confused and afraid.
“Tell me now!!” screeched the lord.
“I did mister, I wish to be back here at our tree house.” Appleboom was afraid but she didn’t know what this thing would do so she spoke.
Tibis had seen his share of masters over the eons…cowards, power hungry deposit, psychopaths…but ponies. Tibis rolled his dark purple eyes and started to explain how this was going to work to these ponies.
“My apologies little ponies for my yelling.” He said half heartedly
The crusader worked up the never to stand before this creature but it was hard as Tibis was very…unsettling.
“Who and what are you?” said Scootaloo
“I am Lord Tibis…Djinn of the Ring!”
“What’s a djinn? Said Sweetie belle
Tibis was surprised that they never heard of a djinn…but if this was what he had to work with then he better explain it.
“A Djinn is a powerful spirit that is famous as wish granters…we are also called genies”
“You can grant wishes…you saved us.” Applebloom said softly
“It is not that simple…you three were the first to touch the ring and by Djinn law you are the masters of me so as long as you hold the ring.”
“So we are your master?”
“Yes.” Tibis explained.
“Wait…so we gets a genie?!” said Scootaloo.
“Yes, but before you all bombarded me with wishes you must know I must rest for the day, so come get me tomorrow and I'll grant your wishes.” He was lying about the ‘rest’ part, he just needed a break from these little pest.
The crusaders huddled to discuss this…they had a genie that can grant wishes. The possibilities were endless…but as the sun set they realized that they needed to go home and discus this later. So Tibis vanished back into the ring which the crusaders place in an old box in the clubhouse and off they went to their homes…but the thoughts of wishes and adventures filled their heads with every step.
Tibis, the djinn lord was thinking of his new masters inside his tiny prison…
“Well at least this can’t get any more embarrassing…I hope.”
. . . .
Within a few minutes of the crack of dawn, the crusaders all quickly awoke, ate their breakfast, brush their teeth, and galloped to the treehouse with joyful looks on their faces. The three fillies met simultaneously at the treehouse, they grab the Djinn’s Ring to which Tibis appeared again thou not as dramatic as the first. The Djinn Lord looked at his little masters as he waited for their command.
The crusaders played a little game to see who would go first, to which Sweetie Belle won. She walked up to Tibis and made her wish.
“I save all thinking the same thing when I say…I wish me and my friends had are Cutie Marks!” Applebloom and Scootaloo smile as they looked upon the Djinn.
“Your wish is granted!” Tibis’s ghostly body glowed a bright purple color then dimmed back to normal.
The crusaders looked at their flanks to see a cutie mark on each of them. Applebloom had a hammer and wooden bored for building skills, Sweetie Belle had a microphone for singing, and Scootaloo a pair of large white wings for speed flying. The crusaders immediately tried out their talents, however they soon regretted it.
Applebloom tried to build something out of a few two by fours and some tape, which ended up breaking and burst into flames.
Scootaloo climbed treehouse and launched herself out of the open window, to immediately fall on her face in an embarrassing display.
Sweetie Belle began seeing as loud as she could, which caused windows in nearby buildings immediately break into a thousand pieces.
The crusaders immediately ran back to the Djinn with looks of annoyance on the faces. To which the Djinn explained that even though they have their marks they don't have the talent to go with them. Tibis made a small laugh at their expense as they gave him stern looks.
“Oh, I forgot to mention…be careful what you wish for.”
