Celestia stared at the creature that was in front of her as they float in the air. It looked human but she didn’t see any of them have wings. This one used these wings gracefully and seem to keep it in the air easily. If this was what Starlight called an angel, she will have to be careful.

“Halt,” Celestia shouted, spreading her wings. “You murder several of my subjects and terrorize the ponies of my royal guard. I will give you one chance to turn back. Return home with this gift of mercy. Please, do not fight. I am offering you a chance of peace.” The angel looks at Celestia with a cold look and then it raised its sword.

“The Lord is my rock, my fortress, and my deliverer; the God of my strength.” The angel said, pointing the sword to Celestia. “Only my Lord can show me mercy and you are not a god. You are a demon, a monster like the dragons before and I shall be like Michael. I will slay you demon and I will lead humanity into a world of wonders.”

“I will ask you again,” Celestia said, calmly and collectively. “Leave this place and I will show you…”

“Silence!!!” The angel shouted, cutting Celestia off. “It will be you that shall be begging for mercy, demon.” There was a silence that seemed to hang heavily in the air. All that could see were holding their breath as Celestia just looked at the angel, only a hard look in her eyes.

“I want you to know,” Celestia said, her voice calm but cold. “That I tried to show you mercy. I only wanted to have peace between our kinds, to try to prosper. I was preparing to fight ponies that served me because they thought we should conquer. I was willing to do what was necessary for our kinds to live in peace. But you seem determined to show the worst of your kind, to show the evil that lives in your hearts. I will not allow this to infect my ponies and I WILL NOT stand by to watch you harm any more of my kind!” Celestia cast a spell and it warped her in a golden light. When the light went away, a gasp went across the crowd as they saw what Celestia had done.

She was cover in a gold plated armor that shine in the early morning light. The armor was painted with the sun in the middle with golden flames surrounding it. Her helmet was a Galea, with a flame mohawk. She summoned a large sword and a shield, embroiled with a large sun. She flipped the sword in the air and with a swing of the sword, it burst into flames. The angel smiled and moved into a fighting stance.

“I shall have your head.” The angel said, keeping his sword ready. “You are a false god and I shall smite you!”

“If that what you believe,” Celestia responded, keeping the shield steady. “I have a few tricks that can change your mind.” With that, the angel charge at her. Their sword clash with a loud clang and the angel push hard against Celestia but she seemed not fazed. He pulled back but this allowed Celestia to smash forward, sending him into the ground. He crashed with enough force that the ground cracked.

He resettled himself and dived backed into the air but Celestia came down hard. He barely had time to block the hit but he pushed back. He ground his teeth and push as hard as he could. Celestia flew back, allowing him to pursue. But as soon as he caught up with her, she disappeared in a flash. He looked around to see she was not in sight so he shot into the sky.

“Where are you!?!” He shouted. “Face me, demon. Come out and face your death.”

“Oh, I will face my death but not today.” Celestia appeared behind and with one slice of the sword, struck him down the middle of his back. He cried out in pain and swing his sword at her. His sword smashed into her armor but hardly left a dent. He took another swing but with one swipe of her shield, the sword was knocked out of his hand and fell to the ground with a crash. The angel was about to go for it when Celestia put a sword in his way.

“I have shown you my strength,” She said. “Now yield and leave this world.”

“I’m a soldier and I WILL NOT YIELD!” He shouted and dived at Celestia. The move caught her off guard, allowing him to grab her and he started punching. He aimed for her face and managed to score a few hits before she blasted him away with a spell. He flew back a few feet as she recovered from his blow. “I don’t need a sword to kill you. I have something you can never have.” He raised his hands. “These.”

He dived at her again but Celestia raised her shield in time. He smashed into it and at first, Celestia thought he was knock out. She was quickly proven wrong when she felt him starting punch into the shield. She watched as with each hit, the shield falters a little more. Then finally, with a roar of anger, he punched right through the shield and rip it in half. The shield dissipated into dust as the magic fade.

“I understand now.” He said, brushing the dust away. “I understand why these simple creatures worship you. But I’m not a simple creature.” He brought his hand together and raised them over his hand. He brought them hard onto Celestia with enough force that she shot into the castle. Her sword disappeared as she crashed into the ceiling. She hit the floor and slid to a stop by a couple of guards.

“Princess!!!” They shouted. They started to arm themselves when Celestia raised a hoof.

“Stand down.” She said, getting back up. “This is my fight and I shall win.” Celestia summoned a spell and fired in directly at the angel. He dodged and dive right inside the castle, landing in a crouch position. He leaped forward and started throwing more punches but in a wilder, animal like way. Celestia could dodge most of them but a few got lucky, leaving her with a few bruises.

“This is why you fail.” He shouted. “You surround yourself in fake victories. Look at these,” He gestured at the stain glass windows of the hall. “These images show only victories of other but not your own. It is because you have no victories.”

“Actually, there a really interesting story behind that,” Celestia said, stepping forward. “You see, one of my victory was over my sister and…” She sent a blast of energy right into him, sending throw a glass window into the court yard. “Darn it, Window Painter is going to be so mad.” She flew up to the window to see the angel, stunned and dazed from the hit.

“I will… defeat.” He tried to get back up but stumble to the ground onto all four.

“You have fought well but this must end,” Celestia said. She flew down and resummons her sword. “I’m sorry it had to end like this.” She brought the sword into the air and brought it down hard in one swipe. A loud clang filled the air and it echoes across the courtyard. He had caught the sword and crush it into dust.

“I am not done.” He said, getting back up. “I will break you and after that, kill every false god that dare stand in my way.” Celestia sigh and summon another weapon, a hammer. She twirled it a couple time before diving into the attack again.

“I hope the others aren't having as much trouble.” Celestia thought as she batted the angel back into the sky.

(The cave underneath Cloudsdales.)

“Ok, for the last time,” The Sphinx said, rubbing its head in hope to stop a headache. “Are you going to ask a real riddle?”

“What?” Pinkie asked, faking an innocent look. “That last one was a riddle.”

“NO!” The sphinx shouted, smashing the ground in front of her. “That was a simile!”

“Are you sure?” One of the recruits shouted from deeper in the cave. “It sounded like a metaphor to me.”

“It'll be a shame if a creature of riddle didn’t know the difference between a simile and a metaphor.” Rarity said, sitting from a distance and scanning the ceiling with a few spells. The sphinx was too distracted to care at this moment.

“I don’t care!!!” The sphinx shouted, getting frustrated. “You said you had a riddle and I expect a riddle!”

“Alright, alright, chill.” Pinkie said. “Don’t get your fur all ruffled.” The sphinx roared in angry but Pinkie ignored it. She sat back and started thinking for a bit. A full minute later, Pinkie started clapping her hooves together. “I got it! Two ponies walked into a bar…”

(Canterlot)

Both Celestia and the angel stood on the ground, panting in exhaustion. Celestia had summoned every weapon she ever fought with and although they did some damage, he kept coming. She knew what she had to do and she was hating it.

“Surrender,” Celestia said, trying not to pant too hard. “You are clearly not strong enough to continue fighting at this rate. Please, don’t continue this pointless fight.”

“Pointless!?!” He shouted, with a crazy look in his eyes. “It is never pointless to fight a monster and I will fight until my dying breath!”

“Very well,” Celestia said and with a flap of her wing shot into the sky. She raised until she was blocking the high noon sun. She looked to see the angel standing in defiance. She inhaled deeply and started concentrating on a spell. A spell she once swore to never use. “I have asked and begged for you to stop. But your pride has led us down this path and now, you leave me with no choice.”

“What!?! What can you possibly do? I’m invincible and impervious to your weapons. There is nothing you can do!” He shouted.

“You should know,” Celestia said, a yellow aura growing from her horn. “As the princess of my kind, I control the sun so they can grow their crops.” Her eyes suddenly turn into a bright yellow. “That comes with a lot of power. When my sister turned by Nightmare Moon, I refused to use it out of the love for my sister. I have no such love for you. This is your final mercy.”

The angel looked up to see Celestia summon a large ball of energy and fired down onto him. He didn’t have time to dodge but he wasn’t going to try. He was going to prove that he was more powerful than anything they can throw at him.

“The Lord is my shield and I’’…” Before he could finish, the energy hit like a sledgehammer and collapse on the ground. He felt the heat pound onto him and he couldn’t get up. It was ripping into him, flaying off his skin like he was being pressed into the sun. He tried to push back but a large snap filled his ears. He watched as his very arms ripped out of their sockets and the energy push into him further. One last thought crossed his mind before everything when white.

“Father?”

Author's Note

Good news and bad news. Good news, I'll be working on a another story and have an editor on it. Bad news, I'm going to stop this story for a while. I wil return but I really want to get this another story written. See you later and this story will be countinue.