The Rise of the Sunby Spice and BasseyChaptersChapter 1Chapter 2Chapter 3Chapter 4Chapter 11 - Spicer Wild Spike hiccupped. He coughed, green flame licking the inside of his nostrils. He sneezed, the fire bursting out of his mouth, a scroll along with it. The royal seal flashed, and Twilight Sparkle’s horn glittered, picking up the letter from where it had landed on the grass. “I wonder what it is, Spike,” she said as she unrolled it. Her friends gathered around, curious. They were out in Applejack’s orchard for an early summer picnic. She began to read the letter out loud. “My dearest Twilight, do not be alarmed. I require your presence and the presence of your friends in Canterlot Palace immediately. This is a matter of urgency and secrecy. Signed, Princess Celestia” Rainbow Dash jumped up. “Well! Come on,” she said, wings splayed, “if we’re fast we can make the train.” “Wait! We need to pack first,” cooed Rarity, already imagining herself back in the fancy upper crust of Equestria’s finest ponies. “I simply must bring my two newest hats.” She looked up at the red one on her head, tossing her mane. “There’s no time,” countered Twilight, trying to forget the new book she wanted to show her mentor, “The train leaves in 15 minutes!” “See you slow pokes at the station!” Rainbow Dash shouted as she zoomed off, signature rainbow trailing in a wisp behind her. “That’s what you think!” Applejack yelled, galloping off, running just below her friend. They laughed and didn’t look back as the others slowly fell farther and farther behind. Apart from Pinkie Pie, who wandered back to town and ate a cupcake. And yet, she popped up at the station, chocolate icing coating her face, before all the others, scaring the pony-feathers out of the poor conductor. The six ponies and single dragon entered the Canterlot Palace huffing. Princess Celestia stood to greet them, pleased that her most powerful subjects had come so quickly. “Girls,” she said, smiling, regel voice carrying through the spacious hall, “I’m sure you’re wondering what’s going on.” As she spoke, Celestia didn’t notice the frown creeping through her features. Applejack was the first to step forward. “What’s wrong, Princess?” “As of yet, nothing is threatening Equestria as a whole. However, there is something that could cause problems in the future,” she replied, stepping down the stairs to stand among the six ponies. Colorful light from the stained glass windows played across her white fur. “I am trusting you girls with this secret and I trust you to keep it until I say the time is right.” All of the smaller ponies bowed their heads and bent their knee. The Princess raised them back to their feet. “The Elements of Harmony have been stolen.” Suddenly all of them were talking over each other. All were saying things like “What?” “Who?” “Why?” and “We’ll get them back.” After a bit, they all quieted, Twilight stepping forward to speak for everyone. “But Princess? Why is that a secret? Surely somepony would know who took them.” Celestia shook her head, the ripples in her mane turning jagged for a moment. “I’m afraid it’s not that simple. I – “ Pinkie Pie cut her off. “Wait. Just. A. Minute. Does this mean Discord is back? With his eternal chaos and CHOCOLATE RAIN!!!” she said, or shouted. She was about to say more when Rainbow Dash stopped flapping her wings and landed on her face. “This isn’t the time,” the pegasus hissed to her frizzy-maned friend. Celestia’s eyes said thank you, but she continued as if it hadn’t happened. “No, Pinkie, it isn’t Discord back again. This time it’s a different foe. One equally as devious but fueled with jealousy instead of spite.” “Princess Celestia, who is it? Is that the secret?” asked Twilight “Yes, you see, in the beginning, Luna and I were not the only royals. We had a brother. Solo. He was meant to rule the sun while Luna received the moon. I was to govern the sky, day or night, in conjunction with one of them to maintain the balance of two.” She turned and looked out one of the windows, over Equestria’s rolling hills and dark forests. “But Solo refused to be ruled. He wished, as the only stallion among us, to rule the sky.” “His mind was clouded with jealousy and he sought to overthrow me by cruelly forcing the sun hotter than it should have been and not allowing any crops to grow. For a time, the ponies of Equestria only found refuge in the night. I know he was only a youth at the beginning, the younger twin of Luna and his hotheadedness was that of a child, but I could not allow it to go any farther.” Fluttershy was cowering behind Rarity, attempting to keep her flank from quivering. She was one step away from putting her hooves over her ears. The rest were riveted to the story. There was a third Royal Pony? Celestia continued. “Luna and I worked together using the Elements of Harmony to trap him in a spell that would release him when he was ready. We didn’t know how long, but he has escaped and taken the Elements and left me a message that indicated that he had hidden them in the lands beyond Equestria. In the old lands.” She trailed off, searching for more to say. To explain. Then Rainbow Dash piped up with a question. “How did he get out without being ready?” “Interesting you should ask, Rainbow Dash. I don’t know for sure, but I do remember cracks forming in the spell the first time you accomplished the Sonic Rainboom. And more appearing after the second. I am not blaming you,” she said, catching the subtle droop on the blue pony, “It would have been inevitable. However, Prince Solo is no longer in the palace. His powers are drained but he will be gaining it again. If you do not reach him before he does, Equestria will return to being sunburnt and desolate. I will not be able to keep him from his birth right a second time.” Nopony said anything, they looked at eachother. The lands beyond Equestria? The thought had never even crossed their minds before. There was nothing out there. At least, that’s what we thought. Twilight stepped forward again, speaking for the rest, swallowing the fear and replacing it with determination. “When do we leave, Princess?” “As soon as you’re ready,” she replied. “Good luck everypony, the fate of Equestria is in your hooves” Pinkie Pie singing was not the best traveling music, but no one could really stop her. “We’re travelin’ to the outlands, outlands, outlands. Travelin’ to the outlands to see what we can see. All Across the border like a hoarder and a box of mixed mortar. Rolling like a stooooone in chocolate raaaaaaaiiiiiiiinnnnnn!” Her boundless energy was bouncing her over the rocks and scarce brush as they crossed over the mountains. Rainbow Dash shot a look the other pony’s way. She had been singing the entire way up one and now down the other side of the mountain. They were making good time, but Dash bet that they could go faster. Fluttershy wasn’t even bringing up the rear like she had been the LAST time they had tried to climb a mountain. This time it was Rarity… and the luggage she had insisted on bringing. The 7 of them rounded a ridge and were able to catch their first real look at the lands beyond. It wasn’t exactly bare, there were streams and a large river, but it wasn’t anywhere near lush either. There were sparse trees, and no flowers that they could see. The only movement they could see was a hawk circling above. Fluttershy’s big eyes didn’t leave it for a second. “Well that’s depressin’” sighed Applejack as she turned with the rest to keep finding their way down the mountain. The bottom wasn’t that far away, but glimpsing the landscape had created an air of quiet among the 7. Suddenly, the ground began to shake. There was a flash of light and before them, details hidden by the blaze, appeared a large pony, wings spread wide and horn so sharp the point itself glistened. Everypony turned their eyes away from the dazzling light, blinking in pain. “So you have come!” blared a strong, deep voice. “None other than the bearers of the Elements of Harmony! We have expected your arrival.” The light was beginning to dull and the Equestrians turned back to face the newcomer, thoughts already in their head as to who it was. The stallion before them was bright, his coat fluctuating like a fire and his mane a sparkling gold cloud that copied Luna’s almost perfectly. His eyes blazed red. He stamped a copper-shod hoof, the stone beneath him crumbling. “It is I, Prince Solo, the true ruler of the Equestrian Skies that stands before you. There is no hope for that usurper Celestia who stole my throne and stole my youth.” He looked down at the girls again, gaze seeming to pass through each and every one. His eyes stopped on Spike and a sly smile curled his muzzle. “I know it is your quest to retrieve the Elements, so you will have to play my little game. Each one is hidden separate from the others. You must find them in order and only one pony can enter each challenge, but, the pony the element belongs too cannot complete the task.” He paused, the smile growing wider, everypony still sitting dazed and afraid. “But look, there are seven of you. That’s cheating, my dear Equestrians.” His horn shimmered and Spike was lifted off the ground and was held floating alongside the golden prince. Rarity and Twilight cried out his name at the same time, but before they could work any magic, the little dragon was gone in a puff of shining smoke. “What did you do with him?!” demanded Twilight Sparkle. “Oh, don’t worry, little magic-mare. You’ll get him back once you complete my tasks. He must be quite special though, to earn the affection of two unicorns.” He winked and turned away, began pacing through the sky as if he was leaving. But then his ears perked up. “Oh yes, I almost forgot. You need your first clue don’t you. Well, give me a moment. Ah yes. Now, listen closely. The path to Loyalty is as treacherous as death. Snow and ice as a veil to unwinding flame. So high the sun never sets and the summer quit the game.” Prince Solo cackled to see the puzzled looks on their faces. He spun, turned tail and disappeared, his laugh and the words, “Good luck, everypony” ringing in the air. Chapter 22 – Bass Drop After a minute of silence, chatter broke out between the ponies, save for Twilight, who was silently pondering Solo’s riddle. She stepped away from her frantically inquiring group and scanned the horizon. “The path to Loyalty is as treacherous as death;” obviously Rainbow Dash’s Element. “Snow and ice as a veil to unwinding flame.” In the distance she noticed the sparse foliage across the land give way to a sheet of snow and ice. “So high, the sun never sets and the summer quit the game.” Through the shroud of cold weather she could barely make out a large spire rising from the ground, stretching will into the clouds. A smile spread across her muzzle and her eyes filled with realization. “That’s it!” Twilight shouted through the din of her friends' chatter. “That’s where we’ll find the Element of Loyalty!” She raised a hoof and pointed to the snow-laden land as the others gathered around. “All the way out there?” Rarity whined, dramatically. Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes. “Sure looks mighty far, Twilight,” Applejack chimed in. “You’re positive it’s out there?” “Not entirely… But it’s the only lead we’ve got.” The all looked at one another and nodded in agreement. “Good think I came prepared for everyone,” Rarity sang joyously, turning to the luggage she had dragged up the slope. After rummaging through a few bags, there were seven sets of snow boots, scarves, and thick winter cloaks, all perfectly color coordinated for whom they were intended; one set being baby dragon-sized. “Let’s get going! I’ve been dying to wear the ensemble all year…” Winter clothes donned and fastened, they set off down the ridge into the wild unknown. “Applejack!” A small filly yellow shouted from atop a hill, a gentle breeze tussling her red mane. Her voice bounded across the rolling hills of Sweet Apple Acres, no response returning to her but her own voice. Applebloom snorted in frustration and trotted back down the hill to her friends waiting at the bottom. “Any luck, Applebloom,” asked a small white unicorn. “Did you find Applejack?” Applebloom lowered her head, her bow drooping with her ears, giving a solemn “Nope.” Sweetie Belle reflected Applebloom’s downcast expression, while the third filly let out an irritated groan. “Where could she be?!” the orange Pegasus filly shouted. “We’ll need her help if we’re gonna get our cutie marks!” “Calm down, Scootaloo,” Sweetie giggled. “We’ll find her. But, um, how exactly is she supposed to help us in getting a cave-diving cutie mark?” Scootaloo rolled her eyes as if the answer was obvious. “I already told you, Sweetie-“her explanation cut short by Applebloom. “Big Mac!” she shouted gleefully. The three trotted over to the apple wagon-bearing stallion. “Big Mac, have you seen Applejack?” “Nope,” the workhorse replied. Disappointment spread across the fillies’ faces. “Do ya have any idea where she might be?” The stallion contemplatively shook his head for a moment, finally replying “Nope.” “Oh… Well, thanks anyway, Big Mac.” “Eyup.” He smiled and continued on his way with his cartful of apples and the Crusaders walked off toward town. “What’re we gonna do now…?” Applebloom looked to her friends, who looked to one another and shrugged. “Maybe we should ask somepony in town…” The three fillies slowly trotted the short distance to town, spotting their beloved teacher Cheerilee. “Maybe Ms. Cheerilee knows where we can find her,” Sweetie Belle piped with hope. They dashed over to the pink and white mane mare, in unison greeting her with broad smiles and bright eyes. “Hello, Ms. Cheerilee!” the fillies chimed brightly. “Hello there, my little ponies,” Cheerilee replied with a smile. “What can I do for you?” “We were wondering if you’ve seen Applejack anywhere,” Scootaloo said. “Y’see, we need her help to get our cutie marks and-“she stopped mid-sentence, glancing at a figure just passing behind a building; a stallion with a flowing tail and mane similar to Princess Luna’s but bright, gleaming like a beam of sunlight. Cheerilee, Sweetie Belle, and Applebloom followed her gaze but saw nothing. “Scootaloo?” Applebloom waved her hoof in front of her dazed friend, bringing her focus back yet still seeming distant. “Huh…? Whu..?” “Are you okay, Scootaloo?” Cheerilee asked, concerned. “Yeah… Yeah, I’m fine. Uh, thanks for your help, Ms. Cheerilee.” Scootaloo took off at a trot past Cheerilee. “Um… You’re welcome…?” Cheerilee watched confused as Scootaloo rounded the building behind her. Sweetie Belle and Applebloom looked at one another confused and dashed off to catch up with her. “Scootaloo,” Sweetie Belle called. “Scootaloo, where are you going?” The two finally caught up to the little pegasus ducking behind a bush. “Scootaloo, what in Equestria are you doing?” Scootaloo shoved a hoof into her mouth, motioning for her and Applebloom do duck down. The three fillies peered through the bushes and saw a stunning stallion, his mane a golden cloud of sunlight and eyes blazing red. “Who’s that?” Applebloom asked quietly. “I’ve never seen ‘im ‘round here before.” They continued to survey the stallion as he walked further into town, eventually reaching the library. He scanned his surroundings before his glimmering horn shimmered with magic, creaking open the door, and lightly closing it behind him. “Scootaloo, do you know that pony?” “Not at all…” Scootaloo quietly said, sounding as if she were in a trance. She crept through the bushes, Applebloom and Sweetie Belle following behind. The Crusaders slunk along the grass, making their way to a window. They peered inside and the entire room lit up with magic, fading just as quickly as it had appeared. Eyes readjusting, they noticed the stallion’s horn still flowing with magic, holding a small creature suspended in the air. They couldn’t make out any details of the creature and raised it up to the upper level and placed him out of sight of the Crusaders. Suddenly, his head turned in their direction, his crimson eyes practically burning through the window. They had ducked down just in time to avoid his gaze, shivering where they stood. “I don’t like the looks of that guy…” Sweetie Belle whispered. “Maybe we should get out of here.” “But what’s he doing at Twilight’s,” Applebloom whispered back. “And what was that thing he brought with ‘im? We need to investigate.” “No, we need to go get help! What do you think we should do Scoot-“Sweetie turned and saw an empty space next to her. The oak door of the library creaked open and Scootaloo stepped inside. The stallion turned and faced her, a sly grin on his face. “Welcome, my faithful subject…” the alicorn chuckled. “Are you ready to follow your true ruler?” “Yes, Prince Solo…” Scootaloo said in a dazed monotone and bowed before him. “I am here to serve you.” He smiled as his eyes darted toward the window once again, locking gazes with the two frightened fillies. Applebloom and Sweetie Belle both fell backwards, wasting no time in getting up and darting off. Scootaloo quickly made for the door, ready to give chase, but Prince Solo raised his hoof and Scootaloo stopped instantly. “Let them go. Two little foals won’t be able to stop me, and soon, not even Celestia will stand in my way!” Prince Solo let out a triumphant laugh, Scootaloo joining in with a quiet sinister chuckle, but still retaining a hypnotized monotone in her voice. “Now,” Prince Solo raised his hooves and clapped them together twice. Scootaloo stood at attention, awaiting the order. “We must prepare for the downfall of Celestia!” Be laughed uproariously, a sinister and contemptuous tone blended with glee and excitement. Chapter 33 - SpicerWild Passage through the wild lands was slow going, but the six mares were making good time. Pinkie Pie had calmed down a bit; she wasn’t singing. The others were grateful, but couldn’t help noticing that the lack of song highlighted how serious the situation had become. Spike was gone and they were merely a hunch and a riddle closer to only one of the elements of harmony. They passed the night in the cold, huddled against each other, grateful for Rarity’s cloaks. Twilight had tried to start a fire but the kindling was just too wet. Food was scarce as well but they managed. The next morning was easier, but looming on the not so distant horizon was the wall of snow and cold weather. By mid-day they had reached it. Standing side by side, they looked through the swirling, snow-laden wind, glimpsing a small cluster of houses covered in snow. Rainbow Dash narrowed her eyes, glaring into the ice. “Are those… other ponies?” she asked, her eagle eyes catching forms moving about between the shambling buildings. Curiosity aroused, Dash took a breath and prepared to enter the well of cold. With a twitch of her wings she zoomed forward. But she was stopped dead in her tracks as if she had crashed into something. She slid to the ground, dazed. The others gathered around her, chatting and curious, wondering if she was alright. She shook her head to clear it and put out a hoof. It met an invisible barrier. “A wall? But I don’t understand, this is where the riddle said to go” said Twilight Sparkle. “Hmm,” she thought, “Maybe it just won’t allow pegusi. Fluttershy, would you try going through?” Fluttershy stared at the swirling snow, her ears down. “Are you sure?” she asked, her flank shivering under the cloak. “We have to see, please just try?” Fluttershy nodded and stepped past Dash. She didn’t meet any resistance and easily passed through into the much deeper snow. Her cloak was whipped around in the sudden gusty wind and she whimpered, turning around. But her path back was cut short as she too bumped into the invisible barrier. She squealed, eyes going wide “Twilight!” She whimpered, pushing against whatever kept her from her friends. She couldn’t get through and her attempts were becoming more and more frantic. The other ponies tried to get to her, they couldn’t get through either. “Hold on, girls!” Twilight shouted, taking command, her horn started to glitter and she scrunched her eyes shut. The power build up was immense, and Twilight tried to let it go, to zap Fluttershy back to their side of the barrier but it was trapped inside her horn. She couldn’t direct it! With a pop and a fizzle, the magic burst from her horn in a bright purple flash, melting the thin layer of snow beneath them and singeing her mane. Fluttershy remained where she had stood, and the other four were looking back and forth, eyes telling Twilight to try again. There was a crackle and another flash of light, this one blinding and sharp and flaming. Prince Solo floated in the air above their heads, the smirk on his face the same as when they had last seen him. His booming voice rattled above them. “I see you trying to cheat, Twilight Sparkle. Did we not tell you the rules? Only one may complete the challenge! The rest of you will wait!” The prince stamped his hooves on the air. Twilight’s eyes widened and she kicked herself mentally. Instant worry overcame her though as she realized that she had just condemned Fluttershy to attempt the first quest, and they had no idea what to expect, other than the fact that Rainbow Dash’s element was on top of the mountain. Prince Solo’s fiery eyes caught Twilight’s. He grimaced at her. “No magic!” he ordered, turning and pacing, his annoyance and anger showing plain in his body language. All 6 pairs of eyes followed him carefully, until he reared and galloped through the cold toward Equestria. Immediately, Twilight and Apple Jack ran to the barrier and the shivering Fluttershy. Both had words of encouragement and reassurance. Telling her just to go straight up the mountain and get the element and that they would be here waiting for her when she got back. “Hey!” said Pinkie Pie, still staring at the place where Solo had been pacing. No one noticed her. “Hey!” she shouted this time. Rarity glanced at her and told her not now. But Pinkie was determined to get their attention. “HEY, YOU GUYS!” she shrieked. Finally, all of them looked her way. The reproach and annoyance in her friend’s eyes didn’t faze her one bit. “Didja notice something about Prince Solo?” “Of course we did, Pinkie,” said an exasperated Twilight, rolling her eyes. “No! I mean did you notice what he didn’t have?” Rarity stepped in this time, “We don’t have time for guessing games, just tell us.” Pinkie beamed like she had just won a game. “He didn’t have a cutie mark.” Princess Celestia gasped, eyes squinting shut. The night she had been feeling a prickling on her hind quarters and, as the morning matured, it was escalating into intensity. She couldn’t bare to look, didn’t want to believe it was happening. At first she thought she could ignore it, but that wasn’t an option anymore. She couldn’t let her subjects see her in this state. She called for Luna, who came running, worried as she was about her sister being late for the sunrise. “Dear sister, I have something to tell you. Please close the door,” Celestia said, proud of how steady her voice was. Luna complied, trotting over to her sister’s bed and leaning her muzzle on the mattress, knowing it was serious. “Our brother is out in Equestria.” Her head shot up immediately. “Now?! But… is that why you weren’t at the sunrise this morning?” “No, I don’t know how long he’s been gone, but he took the elements of harmony. Twilight Sparkle and the others have gone after them. I *ungh* couldn’t go myself.” Celestia leaned back, muscles training against the fire beneath her skin. Luna’s eyes widened. “What’s going on? Did he curse you?!” The white horse shook her head, shame riddling her all too open face. “I did.” Luna opened her mouth to ask more questions, but Celestia raised her hoof, stopping the flow. “You don’t remember that my cutie mark changed after – “ she paused, her breathing getting steadily heavier, “ – after we imprisoned Solo. I did it to – balance Equestria. I didn’t – have time – to replace it when he freed himself and now – he’s taking it back.” The Princess’s body was beaded with sweat, she couldn’t talk as she spasmed. The attack faded and Celestia was left gasping but she tried to continue, knowing that this might be the last time she was able to tell Luna anything about it. “I took our brother’s marking and now he is taking it back. I don’t know if mine will return after I covered it up for so long.” She tossed her head back, mane flying about her face. She felt another attack coming. Luna sat dazed. Why didn’t she remember her own sister changing her cutie mark… She shook her head, deciding to worry about Celestia now and the cutie mark later. The young mare galloped out of the room, searching for a doctor, a magician, somepony. Spike rolled over, rubbing his eyes. He reached out a claw for his blanket, just waking up. He found nothing and turned the other way, looking for his pillow at least. The he sat bolt upright, hitting his spines on the bottom of his basket. Or the top. It was pitch black under it and he was cold. At first the little dragon was confused, then he remembered Prince Solo. Frantically, he tried to push out the basket that had become his prison. It wouldn’t budge. He realized he was hungry and the panic rose. Was he going to starve in here? But then he felt a tickle in his throat. And he only had time to think about not wanting to ruin his bed before he belched green flame, catching the woven straw on fire. Ignoring the note for now, he pushed against the smoldering basket, heard a screech and broke through. The purple dragon was covered in soot and the basket was smoldering, his dragon fire only weakening part of it. He rubbed his eyes to clear them and saw a jumping Scootaloo rolling around on the floor, her tail on fire. Spike panicked, rushing over to her, not even thinking about why they were in Twilight’s library. He was quickly able to put out the flame, leaving the purple hairs singed but the filly unhurt. “I’m soooo sorry, Scootaloo. It’s just there’s this –“ he was saying until the little pony turned around. Her eyes were vacant but a smile creaked through her lips as if she were a doll. “Uh… Scoot? Are you …” but Spike wasn’t able to finish as the filly slammed into him, sending him crashing into one of the bookshelves. He didn’t have time to get up before she was on top of him, Spike couldn’t do anything at all, he couldn’t hurt her. The doll’s smile on her face grew wider and the eyes more vacant. “Serve Prince Solo, serpent.” Chapter 44 - Bass Drop Celestia groaned in agony beneath her sweat-soaked sheets, her entire body searing as if the very sun was beneath her skin. The pain traveled from the bottom of her hooves to the tip of her horn, flowing in a steady stream coursing through her. Luna sat on the cool floor at her bedside, tear stains deep in her fur down her cheeks. She turned to the bedside table and gripped a damp washcloth in her magic, dunking it into the bowl and dabbing it lightly along her sister's brow. “I’m sorry, Sister,” the she whispered sullenly. "Even the royal physician was unable to heal you…” Her cool blue-green eyes glimmered with sorrow and began to brim with tears. “I just wish I could do something…” Hurt and helpless whimpers broke into soft sobs through gritted teeth. "Why can't I do anything...?" “Luna,” a soft voice spoke. Celestia peered up at her sister and smiled sweetly. She raised a hoof to Luna's cheek and slowly wiped the stream of tears away. Her hoof was burning at the touch but Luna pressed endearingly to it. "I'll be okay, I pro-" Her voice went silent and fell open with eyes wide in a silent scream. Her pupils shrank to almost non-existence and began to emit a faint aura. A ribbon of pure light slithered from the tip of her horn and connected with Luna’s. Their eyes blasted a shining light as they slumped where they were like rag dolls. Luna’s eyes sprang open in a panic, her pupils darting back and forth through a thick darkness. “Celestia!” she cried into the endless dark. No response came to greet her. “Sister!” Still, no response. “Tia!” She charged into the darkness, hooves pounding on the invisible solid surface beneath her. Tears streamed from her eyes as she took off into the air, hoping to at least see something from above. Just as she began to rise, a force latched to her horn and drove her back down, crashing hard on her back. Her horn seared as if thrust into a fire, clouding her vision in a white light. “So, you’re here too, are you?” a deep voice spoke from the light. “This is just too perfect. Now I can attain both…” The voice faded out as Luna drifted into a forced sleep. “I’ll find you, Sister..." Luna's consciousness drifted. Hearts pounding , the two fillies raced up the ramp into the clubhouse, slamming the door behind them. They leaned back against it, panting. “What…in the hay…was that,” Applebloom wheezed between breaths. “What happened to Scootaloo?” Her panicked eyes met Sweetie Belle’s with the same expression. “I have no idea,” the little unicorn whispered, exhausted. “She looked crazy! Maybe he brainwashed her!” Applebloom nodded in agreement. “That has ta be it! But what can we do?” “We have to find a way to snap her out of it somehow…” The two sat in silence, hooves to their chins as they searched their thoughts for ideas. They paced around the clubhouse for what seemed an eternity. Applebloom had begun to worry slightly about a large circular rut appearing in the floor. Finally, the pair let out an exasperated groan and flopped to the floor. They glared at the ceiling in frustration, as if blaming it for not offering any ideas. Applebloom stood and peered out the window and stared at the surrounding orchard. Her eyes caught two figures moving through the shade of the numerous apple trees. A chill crept through the small pony, fearing it was Scootaloo and the one controlling her searching for her and Sweetie Belle. Yet, both figures were too large for either one to be their small pegasus friend and neither of the two had a large glistening horn atop their heads. As the figures continued to grow closer, she began noticing some recognizable features; a large hitching collar around one’s neck and several golden rings around the other’s. The two shapes stepped form the shade, revealing a large crimson-coated stallion and the black-and-white striped resident of the Everfree Forest. “Big Macintosh! Zecora,” Applebloom squealed in relief. “Boy, are we glad it’s you. What brings ya’ll back in this neck o’ the woods?” “Big Macintosh was guiding me,” Zecora began. “To a special herb beneath a certain tree.” “Ya mean that weird purple n’ red one down there?” She reached out the window and pointed to three crimson and violet leaves flowering from the earth at the base of the tree. “Indeed, that is the flower. It shall certainly help me in the coming hour.” “What’s it for?” Sweetie Belle had come to the window next to Applebloom. “Well, little Sweetie, I’ll need it for a recovery to be quite speedy. Lately many ponies have had terrible aches, both in the body and mind, leaving severe confusion in its wake. This herb will soothe and comfort quick even if they are stubborn and thick.” An idea suddenly fell upon Sweetie Belle. “That’s it!” She turned to Applebloom, grabbing her shoulders and shaking her. “That’s how we’ll cure Scootaloo!” Applebloom gave a puzzled look. “I don’t follow…” All the panic seemed to die down as they all gave confused looks at one another. Pinkie grinned from ear to ear seeing her friends’ baffled expressions. Even Fluttershy, shivering beneath her cloak, seemed to be more interested at the moment at what Pinkie had said. “No cutie mark…” Twilight pondered quietly. “How could he not have a cutie mark?” Rainbow Dash asked. “I mean, he seems pretty old and he’s an alicorn. Shouldn’t he be in charge of something; like how Princess Luna controls the moon and Celestia the sun?” They all chatted amongst themselves, proposing possibilities as to why Solo had no cutie mark when a soft voice cut through. “Um,” Fluttershy began, timidly. “How am I supposed to get out of this snow?” The mares gave each-other sad looks before looking to Fluttershy. “Fluttershy, as difficult at this is going to be, you need to press on alone…” The yellow mare’s eyes widened with horror and tears began to well up in her eyes. “I… I don’t think I can…” She squeaked tiny sobs and her tears began to fall, practically freezing solid by the time they reached the snow at her hooves. “Come one now, sugarcube,” Applejack approached the hardly visible barrier and pressed her hoof to it. “Don’t cry. Remember, we’re always with you. You’ll be just fine.” The others stepped forward and did as Applejack did, their hooves converging on one spot. Fluttershy peeked through her bangs, tear trails down her cheeks. She slowly raised her hoof to her friends’ and placed against theirs’. She gave a heavy sigh and wiped the tears from her cheeks. “Okay. I’ll try my very best.” The six smiled as Fluttershy slowly turned and faced the gale of snow and ice before her. She eyeballed the mountain in the distance, keeping her focus on her goal. She glanced back over her shoulder. “Will I be able to find you guys again?” “Of course,” Applejack reassured. “We’ll be waitin’ here when you git back.” With a newfound confidence, Fluttershy clenched her eyes and dashed off into the whipping winds and snow, quickly disappearing from her friends. Applejack’s smile faded as she turned to Twilight. “Will we be able to wait for her?” Twilight gave a downcast expression. “What choice do we have? We have no leads to the other Elements. Maybe we should go just go back a little ways and set up a camp while we wait for Fluttershy to get back.” The others nodded in agreement and began to walk back along the way they had come. “I hope Fluttershy will be all right…” “Me too, sugarcube,” Applejack replied behind Twilight. “Me too…”
Chapter 11 - Spicer Wild Spike hiccupped. He coughed, green flame licking the inside of his nostrils. He sneezed, the fire bursting out of his mouth, a scroll along with it. The royal seal flashed, and Twilight Sparkle’s horn glittered, picking up the letter from where it had landed on the grass. “I wonder what it is, Spike,” she said as she unrolled it. Her friends gathered around, curious. They were out in Applejack’s orchard for an early summer picnic. She began to read the letter out loud. “My dearest Twilight, do not be alarmed. I require your presence and the presence of your friends in Canterlot Palace immediately. This is a matter of urgency and secrecy. Signed, Princess Celestia” Rainbow Dash jumped up. “Well! Come on,” she said, wings splayed, “if we’re fast we can make the train.” “Wait! We need to pack first,” cooed Rarity, already imagining herself back in the fancy upper crust of Equestria’s finest ponies. “I simply must bring my two newest hats.” She looked up at the red one on her head, tossing her mane. “There’s no time,” countered Twilight, trying to forget the new book she wanted to show her mentor, “The train leaves in 15 minutes!” “See you slow pokes at the station!” Rainbow Dash shouted as she zoomed off, signature rainbow trailing in a wisp behind her. “That’s what you think!” Applejack yelled, galloping off, running just below her friend. They laughed and didn’t look back as the others slowly fell farther and farther behind. Apart from Pinkie Pie, who wandered back to town and ate a cupcake. And yet, she popped up at the station, chocolate icing coating her face, before all the others, scaring the pony-feathers out of the poor conductor. The six ponies and single dragon entered the Canterlot Palace huffing. Princess Celestia stood to greet them, pleased that her most powerful subjects had come so quickly. “Girls,” she said, smiling, regel voice carrying through the spacious hall, “I’m sure you’re wondering what’s going on.” As she spoke, Celestia didn’t notice the frown creeping through her features. Applejack was the first to step forward. “What’s wrong, Princess?” “As of yet, nothing is threatening Equestria as a whole. However, there is something that could cause problems in the future,” she replied, stepping down the stairs to stand among the six ponies. Colorful light from the stained glass windows played across her white fur. “I am trusting you girls with this secret and I trust you to keep it until I say the time is right.” All of the smaller ponies bowed their heads and bent their knee. The Princess raised them back to their feet. “The Elements of Harmony have been stolen.” Suddenly all of them were talking over each other. All were saying things like “What?” “Who?” “Why?” and “We’ll get them back.” After a bit, they all quieted, Twilight stepping forward to speak for everyone. “But Princess? Why is that a secret? Surely somepony would know who took them.” Celestia shook her head, the ripples in her mane turning jagged for a moment. “I’m afraid it’s not that simple. I – “ Pinkie Pie cut her off. “Wait. Just. A. Minute. Does this mean Discord is back? With his eternal chaos and CHOCOLATE RAIN!!!” she said, or shouted. She was about to say more when Rainbow Dash stopped flapping her wings and landed on her face. “This isn’t the time,” the pegasus hissed to her frizzy-maned friend. Celestia’s eyes said thank you, but she continued as if it hadn’t happened. “No, Pinkie, it isn’t Discord back again. This time it’s a different foe. One equally as devious but fueled with jealousy instead of spite.” “Princess Celestia, who is it? Is that the secret?” asked Twilight “Yes, you see, in the beginning, Luna and I were not the only royals. We had a brother. Solo. He was meant to rule the sun while Luna received the moon. I was to govern the sky, day or night, in conjunction with one of them to maintain the balance of two.” She turned and looked out one of the windows, over Equestria’s rolling hills and dark forests. “But Solo refused to be ruled. He wished, as the only stallion among us, to rule the sky.” “His mind was clouded with jealousy and he sought to overthrow me by cruelly forcing the sun hotter than it should have been and not allowing any crops to grow. For a time, the ponies of Equestria only found refuge in the night. I know he was only a youth at the beginning, the younger twin of Luna and his hotheadedness was that of a child, but I could not allow it to go any farther.” Fluttershy was cowering behind Rarity, attempting to keep her flank from quivering. She was one step away from putting her hooves over her ears. The rest were riveted to the story. There was a third Royal Pony? Celestia continued. “Luna and I worked together using the Elements of Harmony to trap him in a spell that would release him when he was ready. We didn’t know how long, but he has escaped and taken the Elements and left me a message that indicated that he had hidden them in the lands beyond Equestria. In the old lands.” She trailed off, searching for more to say. To explain. Then Rainbow Dash piped up with a question. “How did he get out without being ready?” “Interesting you should ask, Rainbow Dash. I don’t know for sure, but I do remember cracks forming in the spell the first time you accomplished the Sonic Rainboom. And more appearing after the second. I am not blaming you,” she said, catching the subtle droop on the blue pony, “It would have been inevitable. However, Prince Solo is no longer in the palace. His powers are drained but he will be gaining it again. If you do not reach him before he does, Equestria will return to being sunburnt and desolate. I will not be able to keep him from his birth right a second time.” Nopony said anything, they looked at eachother. The lands beyond Equestria? The thought had never even crossed their minds before. There was nothing out there. At least, that’s what we thought. Twilight stepped forward again, speaking for the rest, swallowing the fear and replacing it with determination. “When do we leave, Princess?” “As soon as you’re ready,” she replied. “Good luck everypony, the fate of Equestria is in your hooves” Pinkie Pie singing was not the best traveling music, but no one could really stop her. “We’re travelin’ to the outlands, outlands, outlands. Travelin’ to the outlands to see what we can see. All Across the border like a hoarder and a box of mixed mortar. Rolling like a stooooone in chocolate raaaaaaaiiiiiiiinnnnnn!” Her boundless energy was bouncing her over the rocks and scarce brush as they crossed over the mountains. Rainbow Dash shot a look the other pony’s way. She had been singing the entire way up one and now down the other side of the mountain. They were making good time, but Dash bet that they could go faster. Fluttershy wasn’t even bringing up the rear like she had been the LAST time they had tried to climb a mountain. This time it was Rarity… and the luggage she had insisted on bringing. The 7 of them rounded a ridge and were able to catch their first real look at the lands beyond. It wasn’t exactly bare, there were streams and a large river, but it wasn’t anywhere near lush either. There were sparse trees, and no flowers that they could see. The only movement they could see was a hawk circling above. Fluttershy’s big eyes didn’t leave it for a second. “Well that’s depressin’” sighed Applejack as she turned with the rest to keep finding their way down the mountain. The bottom wasn’t that far away, but glimpsing the landscape had created an air of quiet among the 7. Suddenly, the ground began to shake. There was a flash of light and before them, details hidden by the blaze, appeared a large pony, wings spread wide and horn so sharp the point itself glistened. Everypony turned their eyes away from the dazzling light, blinking in pain. “So you have come!” blared a strong, deep voice. “None other than the bearers of the Elements of Harmony! We have expected your arrival.” The light was beginning to dull and the Equestrians turned back to face the newcomer, thoughts already in their head as to who it was. The stallion before them was bright, his coat fluctuating like a fire and his mane a sparkling gold cloud that copied Luna’s almost perfectly. His eyes blazed red. He stamped a copper-shod hoof, the stone beneath him crumbling. “It is I, Prince Solo, the true ruler of the Equestrian Skies that stands before you. There is no hope for that usurper Celestia who stole my throne and stole my youth.” He looked down at the girls again, gaze seeming to pass through each and every one. His eyes stopped on Spike and a sly smile curled his muzzle. “I know it is your quest to retrieve the Elements, so you will have to play my little game. Each one is hidden separate from the others. You must find them in order and only one pony can enter each challenge, but, the pony the element belongs too cannot complete the task.” He paused, the smile growing wider, everypony still sitting dazed and afraid. “But look, there are seven of you. That’s cheating, my dear Equestrians.” His horn shimmered and Spike was lifted off the ground and was held floating alongside the golden prince. Rarity and Twilight cried out his name at the same time, but before they could work any magic, the little dragon was gone in a puff of shining smoke. “What did you do with him?!” demanded Twilight Sparkle. “Oh, don’t worry, little magic-mare. You’ll get him back once you complete my tasks. He must be quite special though, to earn the affection of two unicorns.” He winked and turned away, began pacing through the sky as if he was leaving. But then his ears perked up. “Oh yes, I almost forgot. You need your first clue don’t you. Well, give me a moment. Ah yes. Now, listen closely. The path to Loyalty is as treacherous as death. Snow and ice as a veil to unwinding flame. So high the sun never sets and the summer quit the game.” Prince Solo cackled to see the puzzled looks on their faces. He spun, turned tail and disappeared, his laugh and the words, “Good luck, everypony” ringing in the air.
Chapter 22 – Bass Drop After a minute of silence, chatter broke out between the ponies, save for Twilight, who was silently pondering Solo’s riddle. She stepped away from her frantically inquiring group and scanned the horizon. “The path to Loyalty is as treacherous as death;” obviously Rainbow Dash’s Element. “Snow and ice as a veil to unwinding flame.” In the distance she noticed the sparse foliage across the land give way to a sheet of snow and ice. “So high, the sun never sets and the summer quit the game.” Through the shroud of cold weather she could barely make out a large spire rising from the ground, stretching will into the clouds. A smile spread across her muzzle and her eyes filled with realization. “That’s it!” Twilight shouted through the din of her friends' chatter. “That’s where we’ll find the Element of Loyalty!” She raised a hoof and pointed to the snow-laden land as the others gathered around. “All the way out there?” Rarity whined, dramatically. Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes. “Sure looks mighty far, Twilight,” Applejack chimed in. “You’re positive it’s out there?” “Not entirely… But it’s the only lead we’ve got.” The all looked at one another and nodded in agreement. “Good think I came prepared for everyone,” Rarity sang joyously, turning to the luggage she had dragged up the slope. After rummaging through a few bags, there were seven sets of snow boots, scarves, and thick winter cloaks, all perfectly color coordinated for whom they were intended; one set being baby dragon-sized. “Let’s get going! I’ve been dying to wear the ensemble all year…” Winter clothes donned and fastened, they set off down the ridge into the wild unknown. “Applejack!” A small filly yellow shouted from atop a hill, a gentle breeze tussling her red mane. Her voice bounded across the rolling hills of Sweet Apple Acres, no response returning to her but her own voice. Applebloom snorted in frustration and trotted back down the hill to her friends waiting at the bottom. “Any luck, Applebloom,” asked a small white unicorn. “Did you find Applejack?” Applebloom lowered her head, her bow drooping with her ears, giving a solemn “Nope.” Sweetie Belle reflected Applebloom’s downcast expression, while the third filly let out an irritated groan. “Where could she be?!” the orange Pegasus filly shouted. “We’ll need her help if we’re gonna get our cutie marks!” “Calm down, Scootaloo,” Sweetie giggled. “We’ll find her. But, um, how exactly is she supposed to help us in getting a cave-diving cutie mark?” Scootaloo rolled her eyes as if the answer was obvious. “I already told you, Sweetie-“her explanation cut short by Applebloom. “Big Mac!” she shouted gleefully. The three trotted over to the apple wagon-bearing stallion. “Big Mac, have you seen Applejack?” “Nope,” the workhorse replied. Disappointment spread across the fillies’ faces. “Do ya have any idea where she might be?” The stallion contemplatively shook his head for a moment, finally replying “Nope.” “Oh… Well, thanks anyway, Big Mac.” “Eyup.” He smiled and continued on his way with his cartful of apples and the Crusaders walked off toward town. “What’re we gonna do now…?” Applebloom looked to her friends, who looked to one another and shrugged. “Maybe we should ask somepony in town…” The three fillies slowly trotted the short distance to town, spotting their beloved teacher Cheerilee. “Maybe Ms. Cheerilee knows where we can find her,” Sweetie Belle piped with hope. They dashed over to the pink and white mane mare, in unison greeting her with broad smiles and bright eyes. “Hello, Ms. Cheerilee!” the fillies chimed brightly. “Hello there, my little ponies,” Cheerilee replied with a smile. “What can I do for you?” “We were wondering if you’ve seen Applejack anywhere,” Scootaloo said. “Y’see, we need her help to get our cutie marks and-“she stopped mid-sentence, glancing at a figure just passing behind a building; a stallion with a flowing tail and mane similar to Princess Luna’s but bright, gleaming like a beam of sunlight. Cheerilee, Sweetie Belle, and Applebloom followed her gaze but saw nothing. “Scootaloo?” Applebloom waved her hoof in front of her dazed friend, bringing her focus back yet still seeming distant. “Huh…? Whu..?” “Are you okay, Scootaloo?” Cheerilee asked, concerned. “Yeah… Yeah, I’m fine. Uh, thanks for your help, Ms. Cheerilee.” Scootaloo took off at a trot past Cheerilee. “Um… You’re welcome…?” Cheerilee watched confused as Scootaloo rounded the building behind her. Sweetie Belle and Applebloom looked at one another confused and dashed off to catch up with her. “Scootaloo,” Sweetie Belle called. “Scootaloo, where are you going?” The two finally caught up to the little pegasus ducking behind a bush. “Scootaloo, what in Equestria are you doing?” Scootaloo shoved a hoof into her mouth, motioning for her and Applebloom do duck down. The three fillies peered through the bushes and saw a stunning stallion, his mane a golden cloud of sunlight and eyes blazing red. “Who’s that?” Applebloom asked quietly. “I’ve never seen ‘im ‘round here before.” They continued to survey the stallion as he walked further into town, eventually reaching the library. He scanned his surroundings before his glimmering horn shimmered with magic, creaking open the door, and lightly closing it behind him. “Scootaloo, do you know that pony?” “Not at all…” Scootaloo quietly said, sounding as if she were in a trance. She crept through the bushes, Applebloom and Sweetie Belle following behind. The Crusaders slunk along the grass, making their way to a window. They peered inside and the entire room lit up with magic, fading just as quickly as it had appeared. Eyes readjusting, they noticed the stallion’s horn still flowing with magic, holding a small creature suspended in the air. They couldn’t make out any details of the creature and raised it up to the upper level and placed him out of sight of the Crusaders. Suddenly, his head turned in their direction, his crimson eyes practically burning through the window. They had ducked down just in time to avoid his gaze, shivering where they stood. “I don’t like the looks of that guy…” Sweetie Belle whispered. “Maybe we should get out of here.” “But what’s he doing at Twilight’s,” Applebloom whispered back. “And what was that thing he brought with ‘im? We need to investigate.” “No, we need to go get help! What do you think we should do Scoot-“Sweetie turned and saw an empty space next to her. The oak door of the library creaked open and Scootaloo stepped inside. The stallion turned and faced her, a sly grin on his face. “Welcome, my faithful subject…” the alicorn chuckled. “Are you ready to follow your true ruler?” “Yes, Prince Solo…” Scootaloo said in a dazed monotone and bowed before him. “I am here to serve you.” He smiled as his eyes darted toward the window once again, locking gazes with the two frightened fillies. Applebloom and Sweetie Belle both fell backwards, wasting no time in getting up and darting off. Scootaloo quickly made for the door, ready to give chase, but Prince Solo raised his hoof and Scootaloo stopped instantly. “Let them go. Two little foals won’t be able to stop me, and soon, not even Celestia will stand in my way!” Prince Solo let out a triumphant laugh, Scootaloo joining in with a quiet sinister chuckle, but still retaining a hypnotized monotone in her voice. “Now,” Prince Solo raised his hooves and clapped them together twice. Scootaloo stood at attention, awaiting the order. “We must prepare for the downfall of Celestia!” Be laughed uproariously, a sinister and contemptuous tone blended with glee and excitement.
Chapter 33 - SpicerWild Passage through the wild lands was slow going, but the six mares were making good time. Pinkie Pie had calmed down a bit; she wasn’t singing. The others were grateful, but couldn’t help noticing that the lack of song highlighted how serious the situation had become. Spike was gone and they were merely a hunch and a riddle closer to only one of the elements of harmony. They passed the night in the cold, huddled against each other, grateful for Rarity’s cloaks. Twilight had tried to start a fire but the kindling was just too wet. Food was scarce as well but they managed. The next morning was easier, but looming on the not so distant horizon was the wall of snow and cold weather. By mid-day they had reached it. Standing side by side, they looked through the swirling, snow-laden wind, glimpsing a small cluster of houses covered in snow. Rainbow Dash narrowed her eyes, glaring into the ice. “Are those… other ponies?” she asked, her eagle eyes catching forms moving about between the shambling buildings. Curiosity aroused, Dash took a breath and prepared to enter the well of cold. With a twitch of her wings she zoomed forward. But she was stopped dead in her tracks as if she had crashed into something. She slid to the ground, dazed. The others gathered around her, chatting and curious, wondering if she was alright. She shook her head to clear it and put out a hoof. It met an invisible barrier. “A wall? But I don’t understand, this is where the riddle said to go” said Twilight Sparkle. “Hmm,” she thought, “Maybe it just won’t allow pegusi. Fluttershy, would you try going through?” Fluttershy stared at the swirling snow, her ears down. “Are you sure?” she asked, her flank shivering under the cloak. “We have to see, please just try?” Fluttershy nodded and stepped past Dash. She didn’t meet any resistance and easily passed through into the much deeper snow. Her cloak was whipped around in the sudden gusty wind and she whimpered, turning around. But her path back was cut short as she too bumped into the invisible barrier. She squealed, eyes going wide “Twilight!” She whimpered, pushing against whatever kept her from her friends. She couldn’t get through and her attempts were becoming more and more frantic. The other ponies tried to get to her, they couldn’t get through either. “Hold on, girls!” Twilight shouted, taking command, her horn started to glitter and she scrunched her eyes shut. The power build up was immense, and Twilight tried to let it go, to zap Fluttershy back to their side of the barrier but it was trapped inside her horn. She couldn’t direct it! With a pop and a fizzle, the magic burst from her horn in a bright purple flash, melting the thin layer of snow beneath them and singeing her mane. Fluttershy remained where she had stood, and the other four were looking back and forth, eyes telling Twilight to try again. There was a crackle and another flash of light, this one blinding and sharp and flaming. Prince Solo floated in the air above their heads, the smirk on his face the same as when they had last seen him. His booming voice rattled above them. “I see you trying to cheat, Twilight Sparkle. Did we not tell you the rules? Only one may complete the challenge! The rest of you will wait!” The prince stamped his hooves on the air. Twilight’s eyes widened and she kicked herself mentally. Instant worry overcame her though as she realized that she had just condemned Fluttershy to attempt the first quest, and they had no idea what to expect, other than the fact that Rainbow Dash’s element was on top of the mountain. Prince Solo’s fiery eyes caught Twilight’s. He grimaced at her. “No magic!” he ordered, turning and pacing, his annoyance and anger showing plain in his body language. All 6 pairs of eyes followed him carefully, until he reared and galloped through the cold toward Equestria. Immediately, Twilight and Apple Jack ran to the barrier and the shivering Fluttershy. Both had words of encouragement and reassurance. Telling her just to go straight up the mountain and get the element and that they would be here waiting for her when she got back. “Hey!” said Pinkie Pie, still staring at the place where Solo had been pacing. No one noticed her. “Hey!” she shouted this time. Rarity glanced at her and told her not now. But Pinkie was determined to get their attention. “HEY, YOU GUYS!” she shrieked. Finally, all of them looked her way. The reproach and annoyance in her friend’s eyes didn’t faze her one bit. “Didja notice something about Prince Solo?” “Of course we did, Pinkie,” said an exasperated Twilight, rolling her eyes. “No! I mean did you notice what he didn’t have?” Rarity stepped in this time, “We don’t have time for guessing games, just tell us.” Pinkie beamed like she had just won a game. “He didn’t have a cutie mark.” Princess Celestia gasped, eyes squinting shut. The night she had been feeling a prickling on her hind quarters and, as the morning matured, it was escalating into intensity. She couldn’t bare to look, didn’t want to believe it was happening. At first she thought she could ignore it, but that wasn’t an option anymore. She couldn’t let her subjects see her in this state. She called for Luna, who came running, worried as she was about her sister being late for the sunrise. “Dear sister, I have something to tell you. Please close the door,” Celestia said, proud of how steady her voice was. Luna complied, trotting over to her sister’s bed and leaning her muzzle on the mattress, knowing it was serious. “Our brother is out in Equestria.” Her head shot up immediately. “Now?! But… is that why you weren’t at the sunrise this morning?” “No, I don’t know how long he’s been gone, but he took the elements of harmony. Twilight Sparkle and the others have gone after them. I *ungh* couldn’t go myself.” Celestia leaned back, muscles training against the fire beneath her skin. Luna’s eyes widened. “What’s going on? Did he curse you?!” The white horse shook her head, shame riddling her all too open face. “I did.” Luna opened her mouth to ask more questions, but Celestia raised her hoof, stopping the flow. “You don’t remember that my cutie mark changed after – “ she paused, her breathing getting steadily heavier, “ – after we imprisoned Solo. I did it to – balance Equestria. I didn’t – have time – to replace it when he freed himself and now – he’s taking it back.” The Princess’s body was beaded with sweat, she couldn’t talk as she spasmed. The attack faded and Celestia was left gasping but she tried to continue, knowing that this might be the last time she was able to tell Luna anything about it. “I took our brother’s marking and now he is taking it back. I don’t know if mine will return after I covered it up for so long.” She tossed her head back, mane flying about her face. She felt another attack coming. Luna sat dazed. Why didn’t she remember her own sister changing her cutie mark… She shook her head, deciding to worry about Celestia now and the cutie mark later. The young mare galloped out of the room, searching for a doctor, a magician, somepony. Spike rolled over, rubbing his eyes. He reached out a claw for his blanket, just waking up. He found nothing and turned the other way, looking for his pillow at least. The he sat bolt upright, hitting his spines on the bottom of his basket. Or the top. It was pitch black under it and he was cold. At first the little dragon was confused, then he remembered Prince Solo. Frantically, he tried to push out the basket that had become his prison. It wouldn’t budge. He realized he was hungry and the panic rose. Was he going to starve in here? But then he felt a tickle in his throat. And he only had time to think about not wanting to ruin his bed before he belched green flame, catching the woven straw on fire. Ignoring the note for now, he pushed against the smoldering basket, heard a screech and broke through. The purple dragon was covered in soot and the basket was smoldering, his dragon fire only weakening part of it. He rubbed his eyes to clear them and saw a jumping Scootaloo rolling around on the floor, her tail on fire. Spike panicked, rushing over to her, not even thinking about why they were in Twilight’s library. He was quickly able to put out the flame, leaving the purple hairs singed but the filly unhurt. “I’m soooo sorry, Scootaloo. It’s just there’s this –“ he was saying until the little pony turned around. Her eyes were vacant but a smile creaked through her lips as if she were a doll. “Uh… Scoot? Are you …” but Spike wasn’t able to finish as the filly slammed into him, sending him crashing into one of the bookshelves. He didn’t have time to get up before she was on top of him, Spike couldn’t do anything at all, he couldn’t hurt her. The doll’s smile on her face grew wider and the eyes more vacant. “Serve Prince Solo, serpent.”
Chapter 44 - Bass Drop Celestia groaned in agony beneath her sweat-soaked sheets, her entire body searing as if the very sun was beneath her skin. The pain traveled from the bottom of her hooves to the tip of her horn, flowing in a steady stream coursing through her. Luna sat on the cool floor at her bedside, tear stains deep in her fur down her cheeks. She turned to the bedside table and gripped a damp washcloth in her magic, dunking it into the bowl and dabbing it lightly along her sister's brow. “I’m sorry, Sister,” the she whispered sullenly. "Even the royal physician was unable to heal you…” Her cool blue-green eyes glimmered with sorrow and began to brim with tears. “I just wish I could do something…” Hurt and helpless whimpers broke into soft sobs through gritted teeth. "Why can't I do anything...?" “Luna,” a soft voice spoke. Celestia peered up at her sister and smiled sweetly. She raised a hoof to Luna's cheek and slowly wiped the stream of tears away. Her hoof was burning at the touch but Luna pressed endearingly to it. "I'll be okay, I pro-" Her voice went silent and fell open with eyes wide in a silent scream. Her pupils shrank to almost non-existence and began to emit a faint aura. A ribbon of pure light slithered from the tip of her horn and connected with Luna’s. Their eyes blasted a shining light as they slumped where they were like rag dolls. Luna’s eyes sprang open in a panic, her pupils darting back and forth through a thick darkness. “Celestia!” she cried into the endless dark. No response came to greet her. “Sister!” Still, no response. “Tia!” She charged into the darkness, hooves pounding on the invisible solid surface beneath her. Tears streamed from her eyes as she took off into the air, hoping to at least see something from above. Just as she began to rise, a force latched to her horn and drove her back down, crashing hard on her back. Her horn seared as if thrust into a fire, clouding her vision in a white light. “So, you’re here too, are you?” a deep voice spoke from the light. “This is just too perfect. Now I can attain both…” The voice faded out as Luna drifted into a forced sleep. “I’ll find you, Sister..." Luna's consciousness drifted. Hearts pounding , the two fillies raced up the ramp into the clubhouse, slamming the door behind them. They leaned back against it, panting. “What…in the hay…was that,” Applebloom wheezed between breaths. “What happened to Scootaloo?” Her panicked eyes met Sweetie Belle’s with the same expression. “I have no idea,” the little unicorn whispered, exhausted. “She looked crazy! Maybe he brainwashed her!” Applebloom nodded in agreement. “That has ta be it! But what can we do?” “We have to find a way to snap her out of it somehow…” The two sat in silence, hooves to their chins as they searched their thoughts for ideas. They paced around the clubhouse for what seemed an eternity. Applebloom had begun to worry slightly about a large circular rut appearing in the floor. Finally, the pair let out an exasperated groan and flopped to the floor. They glared at the ceiling in frustration, as if blaming it for not offering any ideas. Applebloom stood and peered out the window and stared at the surrounding orchard. Her eyes caught two figures moving through the shade of the numerous apple trees. A chill crept through the small pony, fearing it was Scootaloo and the one controlling her searching for her and Sweetie Belle. Yet, both figures were too large for either one to be their small pegasus friend and neither of the two had a large glistening horn atop their heads. As the figures continued to grow closer, she began noticing some recognizable features; a large hitching collar around one’s neck and several golden rings around the other’s. The two shapes stepped form the shade, revealing a large crimson-coated stallion and the black-and-white striped resident of the Everfree Forest. “Big Macintosh! Zecora,” Applebloom squealed in relief. “Boy, are we glad it’s you. What brings ya’ll back in this neck o’ the woods?” “Big Macintosh was guiding me,” Zecora began. “To a special herb beneath a certain tree.” “Ya mean that weird purple n’ red one down there?” She reached out the window and pointed to three crimson and violet leaves flowering from the earth at the base of the tree. “Indeed, that is the flower. It shall certainly help me in the coming hour.” “What’s it for?” Sweetie Belle had come to the window next to Applebloom. “Well, little Sweetie, I’ll need it for a recovery to be quite speedy. Lately many ponies have had terrible aches, both in the body and mind, leaving severe confusion in its wake. This herb will soothe and comfort quick even if they are stubborn and thick.” An idea suddenly fell upon Sweetie Belle. “That’s it!” She turned to Applebloom, grabbing her shoulders and shaking her. “That’s how we’ll cure Scootaloo!” Applebloom gave a puzzled look. “I don’t follow…” All the panic seemed to die down as they all gave confused looks at one another. Pinkie grinned from ear to ear seeing her friends’ baffled expressions. Even Fluttershy, shivering beneath her cloak, seemed to be more interested at the moment at what Pinkie had said. “No cutie mark…” Twilight pondered quietly. “How could he not have a cutie mark?” Rainbow Dash asked. “I mean, he seems pretty old and he’s an alicorn. Shouldn’t he be in charge of something; like how Princess Luna controls the moon and Celestia the sun?” They all chatted amongst themselves, proposing possibilities as to why Solo had no cutie mark when a soft voice cut through. “Um,” Fluttershy began, timidly. “How am I supposed to get out of this snow?” The mares gave each-other sad looks before looking to Fluttershy. “Fluttershy, as difficult at this is going to be, you need to press on alone…” The yellow mare’s eyes widened with horror and tears began to well up in her eyes. “I… I don’t think I can…” She squeaked tiny sobs and her tears began to fall, practically freezing solid by the time they reached the snow at her hooves. “Come one now, sugarcube,” Applejack approached the hardly visible barrier and pressed her hoof to it. “Don’t cry. Remember, we’re always with you. You’ll be just fine.” The others stepped forward and did as Applejack did, their hooves converging on one spot. Fluttershy peeked through her bangs, tear trails down her cheeks. She slowly raised her hoof to her friends’ and placed against theirs’. She gave a heavy sigh and wiped the tears from her cheeks. “Okay. I’ll try my very best.” The six smiled as Fluttershy slowly turned and faced the gale of snow and ice before her. She eyeballed the mountain in the distance, keeping her focus on her goal. She glanced back over her shoulder. “Will I be able to find you guys again?” “Of course,” Applejack reassured. “We’ll be waitin’ here when you git back.” With a newfound confidence, Fluttershy clenched her eyes and dashed off into the whipping winds and snow, quickly disappearing from her friends. Applejack’s smile faded as she turned to Twilight. “Will we be able to wait for her?” Twilight gave a downcast expression. “What choice do we have? We have no leads to the other Elements. Maybe we should go just go back a little ways and set up a camp while we wait for Fluttershy to get back.” The others nodded in agreement and began to walk back along the way they had come. “I hope Fluttershy will be all right…” “Me too, sugarcube,” Applejack replied behind Twilight. “Me too…”
