Descending Storm

Wind stung Celestia's face as she glided through the air, the view almost made her spill out her last meal, and she felt awful, not being able to use her wings or unicorn.

Celestia, Cadence, And Twilight were suspended on a flying train of some sort, whistling through the clouds a horrible speed, and under then was a large canyon yawning as if to swallow them up.

It felt very odd, have you been up in an engine-less train that is whipping through the air?

The Plasma Queen came to her prisoner car, where she had captured the three princesses. “About to choke up your food?” she asked in a mock tone, “Well, you must not be used be my Thunder Train!” She said the last part in a menacing tone,

No response.

“I see you don't have the stomach for jokes anymore.” said The Plasma Queen in a flat voice.

“Wheres—Luna?” Celestia managed to say,

“Luna? You mean that worthless, former—villain? Why would I want her?” The Plasma Queen sounded genuinely confused, a little.

“She's another princess,” said Cadence, “You got all of us.” she sounded like she was going to attempt to mess with the Queen of Thunder.

But The Plasma Queen was not easily challenged, “You all are the most famous, Twilight, Magical, and a history of numerously saving the kingdom. Cadence, the pony who shows true pure love, and ruled the crystal empire. Celestia! The Thousand year plus years old Princess who is of wisdom unimaginable and the queen of the sun. But Luna? Some organizations still despise her, from that whole Nightmare Moon thing or whatever.” She grinned coldly to herself at the 'nightmare' words. “and besides, were both of the same kin...”

She posed as Luna, “...she's a little immune to me and I am a little immune to her.”

Princess twilight tried to use her horn to do some magic or something, but only some purple sparks flew. The Plasma Queen had damaged their horns. They were bound to the seats of the train with transparent blue ribbons that looked thinner then paper, but they were impossible to snap. Plus Al the princesses were to weak to even try.

“What are we in anyway?” asked Celestia more to herself. But the Plasma Queen thought the question directed to her, so she responded, “Well its my thunder train, as I already mentioned before. Its a driver-less line of train cars that speeds through the clouds, high above the ground.” and Cadence looked like she was going to throw up for real, “—it runs on my power, if I was to die (Which that is very unlikely) then it would plummet down and smash to bits on your pathetic land. Or if I just wasn't in the mood for letting you live then I would let it crash anyway. But were going much faster than you ponies might want to ask.”

No one asked.

“Good. Now if you will excuse me, I will be attending to some business.” and with that, she walked into the next car behind that one.

Once the Queen of Plasma was out, Celestia looked at the other two, “She looks more then just Sombra.”

“I know right?” said Cadence. “i thought I saw that same kind of look in Queen Chrysalis's eyes.”

“And Nightmare Moon's” Twilight added, “What about discord?”

They all shook their heads.

“Maybe she sends evil spirits into ponies bodies and infests them with evil thoughts.” Celesta said, “like Luna's when she became that evil one.”

“But that was just because of her envy right?” asked Twilight,

“Maybe The Plasma Queen sent that to her.” said Cadence,

“But she said that they were a little immune to each-other.” Twilight remembered,

“A little.” said Princess Celestia, “That's why she was able to come back to the good side.”

They all were silent.

The Plasma Queen was powerful, powerful enough to take down three princesses, and capture them. But some how Princess Celestia didn't think that she was to powerful to be beaten. Luna had once made a home for four orphaned children, she had made a place for them to live, and a place for them to educate. But in later years, the princesses figured out that they were some prophesied, elemental ponies. They had ability to take control of their elements. But at this age, they could not be fully capable of all their powers.

Or could they be?

The four element ponies said that they would help Luna for anything, in return for her kindness. Now Celestia wondered if they could help them now.

Could they? Four, young, very powerful ponies, who could only use a little of their elemental powers save them? Celestia would have scoffed at the idea if she was free and wasn't in a magical victim train. But now they seemed like their only hope.

Twilight Sparkle's friends were always loyal, and she counted on them whenever they needed help. But now they were gone. Their stone statue memorials sat in Canterlot.

Suddenly, all of the princesses felt the train stop in midair. It suddenly dropped out of the sky, plummeting down to a rocky mountain below.

The princesses screamed with terror,

“She decided to drop us after all!” said Cadence,

Wind whipped into the windows and yanked at everything. Trying to fling anything not secure out the windows and down on the ground.

“Why didn't she get Shinning armor?” asked Twilight over the wind's growl. She seemed to forget that they were falling to their deaths, “Why didn't she capture shining armor?” she repeated herself.

“I don't know why!” shouted Celestia from her seat, “But I’m not in the mood to think about it over tea! We're falling for Star Swirl's sake!”

They all started screaming again.

The mountain top got closer and closer, faster and faster. The train would soon crash and splinter against the fatal rocks.

But when Celestia thought that they were going to die, the train cars halted, hovering right above a landing platform of some sort. The yank was enough so send a little filly flying through a piece of wood. But the straps kept the prisoners from flying through the roofs.

The Plasma Queen came in laughing, “You like my parking system? Always scares the whinnies out of ponies like you.”

The train came to a halt on the landing pad and the straps came off of the prisoners. Instead, large violet bubbled went around them, and they flew them outside the train and right in front of large, obsidian gates.

“Oh,” said the Plasma Queen, “By the way; welcome to my fortress.”