----Third Person----

Hazama started making his way back towards Canterlot, his hand clenched in a fist. His mind was zipping about ideas and plans, yet none could hope to match the power that Tirek had stolen from him. He needed help.

"Terumi, Nightmare, I need your help. I can feel that your powers were kept safe from Tirek's absorption. Why, I don't know, but you've gotta help me save Luna." He asked his two head mates.

"Wrong." Terumi answered shortly. "Your just trying to trick me again. I ain't your god damned battery! And besides, Luna will be fine, its what's inside her that won't make it! He laughed out, mocking Hazama. In fact, I'm loving this! The negativity that will ooze from Luna will make my life much easier, especially when you give up on life as well! This is a win-win for me!"

Hazama had stopped walking to listen to his counterparts ramblings, his face softening to a neutral expression, rather than the rage filled one from before.

"Oh this is divine! I never expected our revenge to start so soon, let alone having it go so smoothly in our favor." Nightmare purred in delight.

Hazama listened to his Two head mates, and couldn't help a sigh escape from his lips. This got the Two laughing in his head to stop.

"You won't help me then? Fine, I never needed your help anyway. I've still got Plan B and Emergency Plan C. So shut up and watch. A determined look flashed across his face, as he began walking again, no longer limping from exhaustion.

"What the fuck are you talking abou- " Terumi was promptly cut off as Hazama severed the connection, not needing to hear any more rambling.

"Ouro, you there?" He asked quickly. Shakily the chain around his neck slithered out, the Ouroboros hovering in front of his face as it responded to his call. He studied the chain, noting the faded glow from it. His Ouroboros took Magic, however small it was, it was still Magic. He figured that since the chain refused to fully dematerialize, it was taking what little Magic he should be regenerating now. He had no issue with that, as having his Ouroboros would be great. Magic or not, he would at least put up a fight.

"I need your help buddy, your the only one who can help me." He asked the floating chain. It took a second, but the chain seemed to brighten slightly as it nodded its snake like head, sending a small thought of acceptance through Hazama's head. He smiled, gently petting the chain's head, and letting it rest around his neck until he needed it.

"Hazama!" The collective voice of the girls called out to him, he stopped, and let them catch up.

"What are you doing? You can't charge off and fight Tirek all by yourself darling!" Rarity was the first to speak, and her eyes were full of fear. He knelt down to their level, even as Applejack spoke next.

"Rarity's right, ya'll can't go fightin him without your Magic." She said sternly.

"I don't want to see you get hurt!" Spoke a rather loud Fluttershy. He looked behind Fluttershy to see Discord standing behind her, much like a child stood behind their mother when they did something stupid. He smiled lightly at the girls that had spoken. They were, after all, just trying to protect him. He gently rubbed Fluttershy's head as he stood up.

"I know that I shouldn't, but I need to. Luna needs me. I won't let her down." He said, his eye cracking open as a blur of Pink appeared in his face. Pinkie sat there, gripping the sides of his head, as she stared into his slightly open eye with every bit of serious he knew she could muster. Exactly like when he made his life promise to never lie again.

"You can beat him?" She asked.

"Without a doubt" He responded without hesitation. He gently put Pinkie back on the ground, and began walking away again. "I've got everything planned out, even if my Magic is gone." He stated simply. Suddenly he went rigid, and looked exactly at Canterlot Castle. "Ouro!" He called out. Quick as lightning the chain that was wrapped around his neck slipped down through his shirt, and out his sleeve. It launched through the air and latched onto the roof of the castle. With a flash of movement he was gone from the small clearing. The group of friends looking at each other, then quickly making a run for the Castle.

Hazama landed on the roof, right in time to watch Twilight getting drained of her Magic as well. She had stood before Celestia, Luna and a Third Alicorn, this one Pink, to try and stop the Red centaur from advancing his agenda. Her Magic would probably been enough, if it wasn't for Tirek stealing Hazama's Magic before hand. The slightly glowing chain of the Ouroboros clinked silently as Hazama put his hand in his pocket. He was about to speak out, until Tirek spoke.

"Ah! This Magic is perfect. My powers are growing nicely. All that's left is the Three Princesses!" He laughed. Celestia moved forward and glared at Tirek.

"How did you get free from Tartarus?" She asked. "Cerberus should have kept you locked in that accursed place for Eternity." Tirek took a step forward, now only a few steps from Celestia.

"Yes, I should thank your Knight in Shining Armor, Hazama and his fellow otherworldly friends. Their extensive use of high powered Magic roused me of my slumber, and Mr. Hazama's trip to Tartarus was all the distraction for Cerberus I needed." He spoke. Hazama grit his teeth as he remembered the day he lost his arm. That entire day was almost One giant fuck up, and now Tirek gets added to the mess. He smirked however, as he remembered Wayde's words. 'Learn from your mistakes.' Exactly what he was going to do.

"Tirek." He called out just loud enough for everybody to look up at him. The Red centaur doing the same, with his smile showing off his fangs.

"Ah, my Green friend! Back up already? Most ponies I drain don't get back up for at least an hour." He chuckled more to himself than anything else. Hazama jumped down, landing between Tirek and Celestia. His Ouroboros curled around Twilight and lifted her gently over toward her teacher. Celestia took over with her Magic, letting the chain spiral around Hazama.

"I'm a sturdy guy. Anyways, I challenge you." Hazama replied casually. Tirek looked at him blankly for a second, before breaking out into a fit of laughter. A few moments of laughing later, he stopped, and wiped a tear from his eye.

"Of course, I guess I owe you for the sneak attack from earlier. Is right now good for you?" He asked rhetorically as he lifted a hand up, his Orange Magic pulsing to life around it much like a Unicorn horn would. Hazama quickly shook his head.

"Not here. Lets take this outside Canterlot." He said, looking around at the many ponies hiding on nooks and crevices, watching them with fear. Tirek looked around, and a light scowl showed on his face.

"Fine." He said simply, his Magic pulsed out, and in the blink of an eye, the Three Alicorns, Twilight, Tirek and Hazama were Teleported outside Canterlot. Ironically, only a few hundred yards from the Elements as they made their way back. Tirek let his Magic course through his body, its glow shimmered like heatwaves as it gathered at his horns slowly, almost as if on purpose. Hazama took this time to speak, rather than prepare for the incoming attack.

"I wanted to thank you." He said simply. Tirek, and everybody else for that matter, balked at the statement.

"What the hell are you doing?! Your actually going to fight him? You have no chance!" Terumi growled, and Hazama his counterpart try to flood his system with his power. He shook it off without a care.

"I will, and you'll watch me do it without you. From here on out, keep you power to yourself." Hazama replied coldly.

"If it wasn't for you, Tirek, then I would have never remembered something fundamental about myself." He stood there, hand in his pocket. Not a care in the world for the mass of Orange Magic charging into a deadly ball on Tirek's head. "This world has Magic. It's flexible, and easy to use. It's everywhere, and even hangs in the air in generous supply. Yet its not my power. It's just something that I've grown accustomed to using over my stay in this world. My power, is Seither " At that moments a flow of dark Green energy began seeping from Hazama. "And I'm going to show you, just what I can do with it!" The world seemed to stop for a second as he spoke again, his words laced with power.

"Restriction 666 released, Dimensional Interference Field Deployed! Code S.O.L., BlazBlue, Activate!" Instantly an intricate Magic Circle burst to life on the ground underneath them. In a show of power a wave of Green energy pushed through Tirek, blasting everyone else out of the Circle's radius. Celestia and Luna were shocked at what they felt while in that circle. Even if it was for just an instant, they felt their very life force draining from them. Celestia lit up her horn, and began trying to heal her student, who lay sprawled out before her. The Magic drain was hefty for the Unicorn that relied solely on it. She turned her attention back to her mate, only to cringe at the grin that was present on his face.

"Ah.. Now this is something I haven't felt in a while." Hazama muttered just loud enough for others to hear. His arm raised as he flexed his fingers. Besides him an dark Green clawed hand, much like a dragons, rose from the ground into being next to him. It flexed with his fingers, and his smirk turned feral, as he looked over to Tirek. He blinked, and watched the large centaur grin back.

"Be sure to make this fun, Hazama. Wouldn't want all your bravado to go to waste." He taunted, as he launched the glowing Orange Magic from his horns, as it shot out as a beam towards Hazama. In a flash, the Green hand rose up in front of Hazama, and blocked the beam. Instantly the hand disintegrated under the power of the beam, and the Magic continued unhindered. However Hazama was no longer standing there, and the beam shot through the air into the horizon. Tirek felt a tab on his shoulder, and turned to look. In an instant he felt a blow to the other side of his head. Hazama had zipped around and spin kicked him on the temple. A rush of Green Seither flowed from his leg like fire as Tirek skidded sideways from the force. Hazama followed through, by letting his Ouroboros wrap around Tirek's leg and he zipped over, in between the centaur's legs in a crouch. Whipping his hand outwards, a lance of hardened Seither shot from his fingers, piercing Tirek's leg. With a deft flick of the wrist, he let the lance shoot to the opposite leg while letting go. In a flourish, he did the same to the other legs, leaving them crisscrossed with Green lances of Seither. With a quick flip and a jump, he spun mid-air to deliver a Seither powered back kick to the top of the dazed centaur's head. Following through with the motions, he reared his fist back, and Seither flared along his arm like flames. Slamming his fist onto the exact same spot, he watched as Tirek stumbled slightly from the pain, and the Seither lances held his legs tight. Spotting his chance, he deftly spun around and delivered a mid-air roundhouse kick to the side of Tirek's head. The flame like Seither exploding fiercely from his leg. Tirek tumbled as his legs were unable to restore his lost balance. Tirek plopped onto the ground with a thud, as Hazama landed gracefully a few yards away, his grin still present.

With a grunt, Tirek flexed his Magic and his body's natural strength and shattered the bonds piercing his legs,. He stood, and brushed of some dirt from his shoulder. Giving Hazama a flat look, he spoke.

"So this is your power then?" He focused on his life force being forcefully drained, it was minute, but still a problem should this fight last longer than intended. Feeling his life force slipping into Hazama's and strengthening his own was a bit concerning. Such tactics and powers did not seem fitting for one deemed in such high regard for being the good guy. He smiled as he gather more Magic to go on the offensive, it's Orange glow wafting off him. "Your attacks are brutal, your tactics lethal, and your powers are indeed frightening. One would think you to be a villain easier than a hero." Tirek stated, his own curiosity getting the better of him. He watched as Hazama's grin faltered, and fell. Seemingly thinking on his actions so far. His answer surprised all who heard it.

"To beat a monster, sometimes you've gotta be One." He said simply. "I don't want to, but I don't have a choice anymore." Tirek was going to ask him to elaborate before he noticed something odd. Hazama's breathing was labored, as if he was the One being beaten into the ground. He was sweating, and he seemed almost to sway in the wind. A grin formed on Tirek's face, as he understood.

"Your power. This Seither of yours, you've not used it in ages, haven't you?" He asked. Hazama stiffened ever so slightly, but that was all he needed. He laughed. "You can't control your own power! It's eating away at your stamina faster than you can take mine! What a joke!" He growled as he Teleported over to Hazama. The Green haired man inhaled sharply at the sudden move. He watched as Tirek brought a fist down towards the top of his head. With a quick raise of his arm, a burst of Green flames jutted out from the ground forming a flickering barrier of sorts. The Seither wrapped around Tirek's fist and arm like a flaming snake. Tirek smirked, as he brought his other arm in from the other side. Hazama was locked in place, his hand raised to control the Seither holding back the Magic infused arm before him. He only glanced at the glowing fist coming in from the other side, before he grit his teeth.

Hazama was slammed into the ground as Tirek's fist burrowed into his shoulder. Like a rocket, Hazama was shot from the force of the punch, rag dolling along the ground as he bounced like a ball. Slamming his hand into the ground, he flipped himself into the air, only to catch a glimmer of Orange at his side. An explosion shook the ground as Tirek hit Hazama with a blast of Magic. He smirked as he watched a trail of smoke launch from the plume. Landing in a roll, and coughing, was Hazama. His suit slightly charred, and his breathing labored even more than before.

"Covering yourself in your power to make a buffer for the blast at the last second.. You are quite the survivor Hazama." Tirek spoke, his voice carrying something akin to respect. Hazama took a few deep breaths before standing.

"Jeeze.." He muttered. "Your built like a damn tank!"

"What the hell are you doing?! You know he's holding back, so how can you still think you can beat him?!" Terumi called out, the desperation and anxiety filled his words. "Just let me help you!"

"Nope." He replied shortly.

"Why?! Your going to get us killed you idiot!" Terumi cried out in anger.

"Because I have a plan." He spoke out loud, drawing Tirek's attention. "When things look bleak, you bring out everything you have!" He growled, as even more Seither began twisting around his body.

"Yorumungando" The Seither surrounding Hazama pulsed, before it layered itself over his body. He now had a layer of Green Seither over every inch of his body. He raised his hand and flexed his finger, as if testing something. He grinned, before not One, but Four Ouroboros chains shot from his sleeve. Each one glowing darkly as they slithered like snakes around the battlefield. In a flash they circled around Tirek as he watched them carefully. One shot towards his leg, but swerved as the centaur raised a hand to catch it, it slid over his body gracefully, as another followed on the other side. He went to smack that One away, but it simply coiled around his arm like a spring. The Third chain serpent slid under him and swiveled around his legs as the Fourth coiled around his neck. The first one had done a few laps around his mid-section, even as he tried to pull of the chains One by One. A flash of Green brought his attention back forward, as a glowing Green hand of Seither popped up from the ground in front of him. It instantly grabbed him by the head, as he heard Hazama speak.

"You must be tired, you should lay down" Hazama smirked as the Ouroboros pulled as One. The One wrapped around his legs pulled them all together, as the one on his arm brought his center of balance off as it pulled him to the left. The chain on his neck and the hand both jerked him to the left as well, his body bounced as it was forced down in less than a second.

"Zan'eiga!" Tirek felt and saw Hazama flash forwards to his side as he swiped his hand up. A dark Green Seither snake imbedded itself into his side, and launched him into the air. "Gashōkyaku!" The same Seither lit up like flames as Hazama jumped after him. The Green haired man spun mid-air and focused the full force of his flaming kick upwards into Tirek's chest. The centaur was sent flying upwards even further, until he was stopped suddenly. A tugging feeling around his midsection brought his mind back from the blur of action. He looked down, to find the chains that hand wrapped around his torso earlier were imbedded deep into the ground. He was exactly were Hazama wanted him, and his eyes widened.

"Ressenga!" Hazama did the same motion only slamming his still flaming leg cracking into his spine from above, launching him downwards. He landed in the same spot he had just been in, he saw his own footprints. Those chains were a nuisance, he would have to deal with them first. He began standing up, sending Magic to his muscles to force the chains to groan as he pushed his legs apart slowly. He heard one snap, and he smirked. Readying himself for one final tug against the now flimsy chains, he was startled by a sudden laugh next to him. He looked to his right only to see Hazama standing there, his Green aura more fiery than before. But it was the man's smile that made him falter the most. Like a child who was given a toy, his smile stretched from One corner of his face to the other, it almost looked impossible.

"Mizuchi Rekkazan" His words were like a trigger, as small portals opened up behind him, and small pillars of the fiery Seither rose up and formed Three snake like constructs, each about Twice Hazama's height. They reared back, as Ouroboros chains thrust from the same portals. They acted like whips, each one rapidly slashing at Tirek. small cuts formed all along his arms in a second as he raised his now free arms to block them. Like small lances they pierced into his flesh at all angles, some in his arms, and some in his torso. Hazama began cackling lightly as he waved his arm downwards. His larger constructs now glowing an unhealthy Green, their eyes Black abysses of their own, they moved with his arm. In a flash they pounced, One on his neck, another on an arm, the final on his back. The second they all latched on, they detonated.

The blast pushed anyone not ready back a fair bit. Celestia had to catch Twilight lest she fly out into the woods behind them. Luna was standing next to her sister, her eyes full of worry. The Pink Alicorn was standing a little back, nut they all had the same feeling.

Something was wrong with this battle.

Hazama stood waiting for the smoke to clear, his smile dulling down to a mild smirk.

"You okay in there?" He called out. "I completely understand, don't worry. It's been ages since I've used these powers, and even then, I've never used them both at the same time before." He gloated on the outside, but on the inside he knew he should watch himself. He had no idea what the Magic sucking freak would pull next. This thing had Discords powers, or at least his Magic. And from the memories he has, it took himself and Terumi just to hold him off for the Elements to get to him. Yes, he wasn't at full power, but Discord wasn't playing at a hundred percent either.

"I must commend you young Hazama. Your powers are both unique and dangerous. But you lack the experience to use them properly in this kind of fight." Tirek spoke as he walked casualy out of the small smoking crater. His wounds healing shut, with chips of Orange Magic cracking off his body and disappearing. He had shielded himself from the brunt of the attack. His Magic was potent, but that was all Tirek had going for him.

"Oh? I'm sorry, should I have skipped the warmup?" Hazama asked, his head tilting slightly. Tirek barked out a laugh, before he spoke.

"Warmup my boy? I can feel your body shaking from here! You may have the power to put up a fight, but you can't keep it up. Then again, your accursed Runes on the ground have been sucking up quite a bit of my life energy. The fact that I felt even more leave as you attacked just now, meant that you really did just go all out. If you had ever trained these abilities of yours, this fight would have gone very differently." Tirek stated as he stopped a few yards away from Hazama.

"Yeah, you don't need to remind me of my carelessness. I know, I got complacent with my Magic. Too used to it being there. You'd think I would have figured this out ages ago. Terumi doesn't use Magic, he never has! That's why you didn't take his powers." Hazama lightly kicked a rock in frustration. "You have no idea how much I want to kick my own ass."

"..I hate you. I loath you with my entire being, idiot. You only ever learn important lessons when everything you know is in jeopardy." Terumi growled. "Now let me help you, we can beat him, together." Terumi grumbled.

"As much as I like this fight, the combination of your Runes, attacks, and apparent adaptability, I must end this. Perhaps we will duel again after I rule over this entire world." Tirek spoke, as Orange and Red energy flowed over his body as he gathered a massive amount of Magic. Hazama could only stare, as he felt the Magic wash over him, as it flowed over the arena they had set up. His eyes widened when the circle that represented his BlazBlue shattered upon full contact with the Magic. The shock of the backlash knocked the wind out of him, and caused his focus to slip away from his Over Drive, his Green aura falling away. Hazama looked up, eyes wild with fear. Tirek had crushed his power with just a flex of what he was holding back!

"Don't just stand there!" Terumi called out, snapping Hazama out of his fear filled trance, but it was pointless. In an a flash of Orange, he felt a pressure on his back, and then pain.

He was buried into the ground as he was pushed forwards, carving a trench with his own body as the beam of Magic that connected to his back pushed him at an angle. All he heard was Tirek's laughter, everything else was white noise. He felt the burns on his back, and the feeling of what could only be broken ribs. Everything else was numb, probably from the pure Magic that had even started melting the rocks around him.

He heard Celestia and that other mare scream, and he felt a rush of Magic pulsing outwards.

He had taken their Magic, and Luna was next. His one reason for fighting was in danger.

"Just take my power you fucking idiot!" Terumi called out. Hazama chuckled lightly, despite spitting up a bit of blood.

"It won't be enough." He stated simply. He pushed himself up, and out of the crater. His body rejecting the movement, yet he pushed on.

"Then what are you going to do? Huh?! You gonna walk up to him and get us killed?!" Terumi screamed in rage. Hazama stood up, and looked over to Tirek, who was walking closer to Luna.

"No, I'm gonna show him not to corner a wounded animal." Hazama took a step forward, and almost collapsed, barely holding himself up. He looked ragged, but he still had his smile on his face.

"The fuck does that mean?!"

"Tirek!" He called out. He watched was Tired let out a sigh, before turning around. His eyes narrowed at the wounded man before him. Something was strange. He looked hurt, he seemed hurt, yet he was smiling like he wasn't.

"When everything you have doesn't work, you give more." Hazama said, slowly standing straight.

"That's literally impossible you dumbass!" Terumi called out, confused at his alter ego's words. Tirek didn't understand as well.

"Since I'm almost positive I'm gonna die here, I have Three choice words before I do this." Hazama grinned.

"H-hazama.." Celestia called out weakly. "Don't.." Tirek was now even more confused, and was now bordering angry at the lack of information.

"How the fuck does she know what the fuck you doing?! I fucking hate you!" Terumi raged even more. Until Hazama placed his hand on his own chest. "Don't you dare.." He muttered. "That was your plan all along.. You.. You planned something like this would happen, even back then?!" Hazama Fazed his hand right into his chest, and with a grunt, he pulled out a shining Gemstone.

The Crystal that kept his powers in control, had only one loophole in its Enchantments. If he were to take it out himself, the gem couldn't do anything to stop him. Holding the vibrantly glowing gem in his hand, he looked to Tirek.

"Go Fuck Yourself"

He crushed the Gem in his hand.

The change was immediate. The world around them changed. A Green hue was the only real color left, as a pillar of Green light shot up into the sky. The Elements felt it first.

The air was different. It had a weight to it now. It was hard for them to breath. The feeling quickly spread through the area, not stopping even as the light began dying down.

Hazama stood there, like nothing had happened. Literally. His wounds were gone, even his suit was back to normal. The most prominent change however, was the slim, Black and Green arm in place of his missing one. It looked exactly like the Ones he summoned earlier from the ground, only it looked to be acting as his new arm. It was small and thin like a real arm, just made from Seither. He raised it up and gave a quick flex, before turning to Tirek. His hair and hat completely shadowed his eyes, not a trace of them could be seen.

"What new power is this then, Hazama?" Tirek asked, curious of the man's new arm. He was taken by surprise when said man was instantly in his face, rearing back a fist. Tirek went to block it, but in a burst of Seither, the man's arm burst forward, faster than before. The blow lacked the Seither itself behind it, but the speed drove the fist further than it did before. A flash of Green, and an invisible kick connected with his head. Tirek gathered some Magic, but not before getting Three more explosive punches to the gut. He let the Magic release in a wall and pushed it away as to force the Green haired man away from him. He took a breath, his wounds healing.

"Impressive, you use the explosive power of your Seither to launch your limbs at lightning speeds, doing more damage than before without the extra power. I admit, your new tactic is brutal." He called over to Hazama. The man didn't respond at all, simply got back into his fighting stance. Tirek watched as the mans physical arm, the one that had done the punching, dripped blood. Having split the skin from punching with no reinforcements. It faded from view, then in an instant it was back, good as new, not a drop of blood or rips in the flesh to be seen. Hazama's regeneration was better than his own! He blinked, and Hazama was gone. Tirek looked left, only to feel something crash into his skull. His eyes had spots in them as he tried to settle his head. However, another blow threw him back a bit. This one was aimed at his shoulder, and it was hit at seemingly both sides at once, front and back. He looked around, the man was nowhere to be seen. Another crack to the skull brought his vision downwards, just in time to see Hazama land in front of him.

His legs were covered in the Green flames. One of the legs lifted as the flames exploded downwards, and in an instant he was gone again. He was using the same technique on his legs to explosively increase his speed! Another crushing blow to the head and Tirek growled as he gather more Magic than he thought he needed. His body glowed Orange, as he began to release it.

Suddenly, Hazama appeared in front of him, his Seither arm arched back. Tirek let out a guttural roar as he let the Magic go. Hazama swung his arm, the Green arm flashing to life, increasing in size, and an instant later, it disappeared as he swung it at his wall of Magic. He was going to laugh at the poor idiot for challenging him again, however, he was stopped short. A deep cut appeared on One of his horns, and the Magic that was set to go off, disappeared as well. Hazama's arm flashed back into existence, but it carried a clear Orange glow. The Green flames pushed the Orange from it, and the Orange fell to the ground like wet dirt, only to shoot off into the air. Tirek watched as what he now knew to be his Magic flew into Celestia's horn.

Tirek's eyes widened, and he focused on Hazama once again.

"How?! How did you strip me of my Magic?" He growled, his own fear beginning to surface. Instead of answering him, Hazama launched himself at Tirek, his Seither arm ready again. Out of instinct, Tirek stepped back and conjured up his usual laser blast. Launching it, he grew more panicked as Hazama simply slashed at the Magic with his disappearing arm, and another slash appeared on his horn. He felt another section of his Magic was cleaved from himself from the connection he had to his stolen Magic. The Magic soared over to the Pink Alicorn of Love and into her own horn. Some even went further back and into Twilight's.

Tirek's eyes narrowed as he stood tall once again, allowing his hold on his Magic to slip. If he would steal the Magic back, then he wouldn't use it. Tirek took a step forward, but was stopped by a crushing blow to one of his legs. This one had small burns on it. Before he could address the problem, another blow to his back grabbed his attention. He felt the burn, and grit his teeth. Without his Magic backing him up, his body was being torn apart.

A spark of an idea flashed through his head, as he pushed his Magic into his body itself. He just couldn't fire it, he could out last Hazama if he did this right. With a grunt, he slammed his fist onto the ground, and he watched the ground upheave a bit from the force.

But he felt it again. The pulling and slashing of his Magic. But how?!

He turned, and saw Hazama with his arm poised at the ground. He had attached himself to the trace amounts of his Magic in the ground? He watched as the Green haired man rose up from his crouch, and looked to swing his non-existent arm. In a flash, the arm reappeared Once again, and he felt his horn drop off from the top of his head. A large portion of his Magic dropped from his total amount, and he realized, that without a decent enough amount of Magic, he couldn't hold The Magic of the Pagasi and Earth Ponies anymore. Hazama had shaved off Discords power, which was enough for the difference. Tirek shrunk down, to about the size of an Alicorn, and he growled, in both anger and fear.

Hazama stood there, waiting for him to use Magic again. And he would, but now that he was smaller, he was faster. And that meant he could win, as long as Discord didn't come and ruin the fight.

Tirek pushed Magic into his body, and watched as Hazama rushed forward, like clockwork. He knew the arm of his was still there, just invisible when it took his Magic. He needed to watch it, judge it's trajectory and dodge it. IF he could do that, he could win. Hazama was slowing down again. And quickly at that.

Tirek jumped to the right, dodging the arm, as it crashed into the ground, it didn't go invisible this time. He watched Hazama glance at his own hand, the fingers had started to Petrify. He watched with morbid fascination as the stone cracked away and his arm faded. When it reappeared, his arm was coated in more stone than before. Tirek stood up straight, watching the struggle against Petrification unfold in front of him.

"Your time is up. You did well, much better than I ever would have guessed. But in the end you still failed." He said, as he pulled more Magic from his core, charging another beam, ready to vaporize the poor creature in front of him that had tried so hard only to die anyway.

This triggered a reaction from Hazama, as he stood straight, clenching his fist before it turned to stone, followed by the rest of his arm. He rushed forward, surprising Tirek Once more. He grabbed onto Tirek's face, the Seither reacting to the action and lighting his arm up in the same flames as earlier. With a scream, the first sound since this odd transformation, he glowed Green. Tirek felt his Magic, he felt it being torn from him. He was thrown back by the force, as he shrunk back down to his feeble form, unable to even cast a levitation spell. No taller than the average stallion, as he hunched over.

He looked up and saw something that put a grin on his face. Hazama was completely petrified. His arm was still held out, and his face frozen in a scream. Tirek walked over, and grabbed a rock. He could still win, he just needed to-

"No, you've outlived your purpose to me." A soft yet monotone voice called from behind him. Tirek turned, only to drop his rock in shock.

"You?! What are you doing-"

"Vanish" The voice said simply. Tirek let out a screech of pain, as he was vaporized on the spot. The only trace of him left was the horn that was cut off in the battle. The new figure walked over to Hazama and stared at his statue. A ways away, Luna finally found her voice, even as she stood by her downed sister and her apprentice.

"Who are you? What do you want?" She asked carefully, unwilling to anger the One who killed Tirek so quickly. The figure turned around as she walked around Hazama's statue. She had incredibly long Purple hair, deep Red eyes and wore clothes that looked like a princess would wear.

"My name is Izanami. And this New Hazama intrigues me." She said as she poked his statue. Instantly the stone encasing him fell apart liked a cracked eggshell, and he fell into the girls waiting arms. She turned to look at the One pony fully conscious at the time, and looked her in the eyes. Luna met her gaze, before her eyes lost their shine and she fell sleep on the spot, falling onto her sister.

Izanami blinked, and she was back in her home in the Void. She laid Hazama on a bed that formed instantly as she laid him down and made sure the Void knew not to eat her guest. She then stared at him, waiting for him to wake up. She was Immortal and Timeless after all.

She could wait..

Author's Note

Ah, this whole chapter was just so much fun to write! I loved it! Let me know what you guys think.