Unexpected Reunion

Chapter One: Unexpected Reunion

Canterlot High, Canterlot - Human World

Dear Sunset Shimmer

Something has come up in Equestria and I need your help. Can you and the girls meet me at the base of the High School’s statue? Please come as soon as you can.

Sincerely,

Princess Twilight Sparkle

Sunset Shimmer reread Twilight’s message for what she was certain was the seventh time. Rereading it hadn’t made it any clearer. Sunset finally gave up and closed the journal. Sunset was worried. Anxiety combined with a healthy dollop of fear might be better to describe her current mood.

This was the first message she’d received from Princess Twilight in months, or Twi as she’d chosen to go by to separate herself from the human world’s Twilight after they met for the first time. Two weeks after the Friendship Games, Twi had stopped responding to her messages, no matter how worried and, if Sunset was being honest with herself, desperate her messages had become.

For weeks thoughts on what might have went wrong raced through her mind. What had happened to Princess Twilight? Was she hurt? Had the mirror on the other side broken for good? Was she stuck in the human world and locked off from Equestria forever? Would she ever see her old home, friend, and, more importantly, Princess Celestia again?

These thoughts had kept her up late for weeks. She had spent many nights working out and throwing out possible ways to try and reopen the portal. The problem always came back to the same factor: magic, or the lack thereof. Magic was almost nonexistent in this world, at least the typical magic that could be manipulated for everyday use.She needed to construct and utilize complex spells to force the portal open, which of course required a stable form of magic that isn’t dependent on their moods and can be shaped for her intended goal. On the Equestrian side, she could jury rig something given time and references. Here? It was hopeless. Even this world’s Twilight had been unable to offer anything up and they had no one else to turn to, and she’d rigged a magic gathering device from scratch and no magical precedent beforehand.

Her sleepless nights continued far past the point she had realized she could do absolutely nothing to force the portal open and would have to wait three years for it to open back up by itself before she could confirm anything. Eventually, Applejack had convinced her to go with them to Camp Everfree and just relax and take her mind off something out of her control.

One magical fiasco and the discovery of what she had tentatively termed this world’s version of the Elements of Harmony (one of which she wore as a pendant around her neck) later and she was feeling almost normal.

Then at nine o’clock in the evening her journal had vibrated with Twi’s message. What confused Sunset the most about Twilight’s message was just how vague it was. This just wasn’t like the detail obsessed Princess she’d gotten to know. Perhaps if it had been hastily written and sloppy she could have brushed the vagueness aside, but Twilight’s handwriting was as pristine as ever.

The vagueness was troubling to say the least, but it changed nothing.

Sunset took out her beat up, two year old smartphone with a cracked screen and quickly texted her friends the basic situation and told them to meet her and Princess Twilight at the base of Canterlot High’s statue.

One of her friends was in trouble, and she would be there for her no matter what.

Cold wind rushed over Sunset’s shoulders and tickled her neck beneath her helmet. Even through her leather jacket and jeans she could feel the chill sapping her warmth. Every few seconds shadow would envelop her as she passed street lights only to leave their light soon after. Her restored 97 Galloper roared beneath her as she raced through the streets, and Sunset was glad for the late hour. This world’s Canterlot, while not any smaller than Equestria’s Canterlot, did have a much larger suburban area and those were mostly deserted at this late into the night, so she could speed all she wanted.

Sunset, unlike her friends, lived about a thirty minute drive away from Canterlot High in a house she’d…”acquired” during her less reputable years after her arrival in this world. At best she was always the last to arrive, as most of her friends lived in the neighborhoods immediately surrounding the high school, with the exception of Pinkie who lived about the midway point on Sunset’s usual path. If her bike could have managed it and she was more confident in her ability not to kill anyone at high speeds, she’d be pushing over a hundred miles an hour.

When she pulled up to the school’s parking lot, she noticed Fluttershy’s twenty year old van, Rarity’s junker that she normally refused to drive to school and the Apple family’s beaten up red truck were already parked. Rainbow lived little more than a block away so she likely ran straight here, Twilight said she was going to get Shining to drive her, and Pinkie...Sunset honestly didn’t know. Long distances she’d get rides, but outside that all bets were off. Sunset took her helmet off.

To Sunset’s surprise, she found both Pinkie Pie and Princess Twilight standing outside the the Canterlot High statue’s base, but no signs of the others. The night sky was overcast, so it was difficult to see the two, but as she got closer she started to make out details and parts of the conversation.

“-have been so worried about you Twilight! Why haven’t you written?” Pinkie asked archly, hands on her hips.

Now that she was closer, Twilight looked off to her, but she couldn’t quite place it in the dim light. Pinkie was only visible due to the bright pink T-shirt she was wearing. “Pinkie, can you please just go through the portal? The other girls already went through,” Twilight said. Her tone was almost normal sounding, but there was subtle desperation in her voice that Pinkie almost certainly missed. However, to Sunset’s trained ears honed on years of listening for social cues to better manipulate those around her, the intonation was perfectly clear.

Wait, what did she say about the others already going through the portal?

Sunset ran up to them with a shout of, “Princess Twilight!” on her lips that died instantly when she saw Twilight.

Twi was different. Sunset thought it might be related to her recently gained telepathic powers, but it was more than that. She looked downright uncomfortable in her uniform, like the clothes just shouldn’t be...wait a second. Had Twi’s breasts gotten bigger? On her second take, Sunset found that Princess Twilight had indeed gone up nearly three cup sizes and her breasts were now D cups verging on DD, if her estimation was correct. Something slightly beneath Twi’s tight blouse caught her eye. Twi’s shirt was-are those nipple rings? What in Tartarus is going on here?

“Sunset, I’m so glad you’re here! Twilight won’t tell me why she wouldn’t message us! It’s not like the journal was lost or anything, all you would have had to say was, ‘Hey, it’s me Twilight in my big ol’ non sugar crystal castle reading a book’,” Pinkie said with a huff.

Twilight looked ectatic when she noticed Sunset. “Thank goodness you’re here! I was getting worried, but now that you’re here we can all go back!” she said, absently tugging at the neck of her blouse

Sunset stared at Twilight incredulously. “Twi, what’s going on? You stop writing for months, shut down the portal, and then come out of nowhere and ask us to help you without even explaining anything? And why didn’t the others wait here as a group? Why did you have them go to Equestria at all?”

Sunset carefully noticed how much Twi didn’t react in that moment. In fact, while it was subtle, Twi actually tensed up as Sunset talked, almost as if she was having to stop herself. Why?

“It’s...it’s hard to explain Sunset, it’s something that has to be seen, but only you girls can help save Equestria. The others listened to me and went right on through,” Twi said, irritated. “Every second we’re here is wasted, so, I’m asking you as a friend, please go through the portal. Everything will be explained on the other side.”

Something felt wrong to her senses, but before she could say anything, Pinkie chimed in. “Do you pinkie promise?” She asked.

For the first time that night, Twilight smiled. “Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye,” Twilight went through the motions, down to even poking herself in the eye followed by a small “ow”.

Pinkie Pie stared at her suspiciously for a moment before she suddenly brightened up with one of her trademarked, somewhat terrifying/endearing face splitting smiles. “Okay!” she said happily. “See you two on the other side.” She happily skipped off for the statue’s base.

Twilight looked back to her with a hopeful smile.

It looked wrong. Twi’s entire demeanor felt off, like she was holding something back. Sunset wanted to give Twilight the benefit of the doubt, but a dark place in her heart refused to let go of its suspicions and was still angry and worried about Princess Twilight’s lengthy silence in the journal. With her touch based telepathy, she had learned to control herself and prevent delving immediately into memories as she felt her power could be far more invasive than she preferred, but Twilight was setting off so many alarms in her head. It can’t hurt to check.

Before Twi could react Sunset grabbed her arm. Sunset’s eyes ignited with white light.

Sunset saw naked mares with black collars everywhere. Most were chained up and had assorted sex toys shoved up any available orifice. A few mares walked among them wearing nothing but red collars, occasionally adjusting the odd vibrator or tightening up bondage gear that was coming loose.

Moans filled the air. Some were of pleasure. Many others were in pain bordering on agony. Sunset’s mind was fast, but it utterly collapsed for a few seconds as she took in the scene, then it clicked when she glanced at the pained expression on their faces. Every single one of these mares in black collars were being raped. And..sweet Celestia was that mare’s horn cut off?

The perspective looked up to a tall and lanky brown furred male...something, although its antlers reminded Sunset of a Caribou’s horns. What struck Sunset most about this individual was that it was covered, head to hoof, in white bandages, even seemingly beneath it's dark blue overcoat. She spoke, although the words leaving her mouth were in Twi’s voice. “Of course, Master! Beyond the mirror lies a magicless world of these strange beings called humans.” She giggled. “Such silly apes, they still think females are anything more than cock sleeves!” Sunset Shimmer couldn’t comprehend what she had just heard come out of Twi’s mouth. What was going on?

“Are you certain that these...humans...had exact copies of the former element bearers?” the male asked in a strangely raspy voice.

Her perspective rapidly shook up and down. “Yes. They were even able to mimic the the powers of the elements of harmony. Well, kind of. It was activated by music when I was last there. Ooh, are you going to bring them here? I’d love to have my human friends back! We could have so much fun together, pleasing our masters with our mouths and asses and tits and-”

“Do not presume anything, Twilight. It seems your training is not yet complete.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry Master Dainn. Please, let me make it up to you! I’ve been working on my blowjob skills, and-”

“Perhaps later. Tell me, how are your acting skills?” The male-Dainn- asked.

“Not as good as I would like, Master. I just can’t emulate those silly black collars properly.” Twi answered immediately and with a little pout.

The male chuckled. “Well, I can teach you something over the next few days. For now, show me how you utilized this “Crystal Mirror”. I suspect you are going to be greeting your old friends very soon-”

Sunset ripped her hand free and returned to the real world. Briefly dazed, her gaze settled on Pinkie as she was just about to step through the crystal portal. Her pupils shrank to pinpricks. “Pinkie get the fuck away from there!”

Pinkie’s was already midway through the portal and her momentum from her skipping was carrying forward. Anyone else would have carried on through, if nothing else because a phrase like that is easily overlooked in the moment, easy to tell yourself, no, she didn’t say that. Not Pinkie.

Pinkie Pie trust her friends implicitly on almost everything. She stopped her momentum forward by stretching both arms outward to the inactive sides of the statue and jamming her feet into the ground. She had almost stopped entirely when something seemingly grabbed her by the arm and pulled her forward. Pinkie barely had time to shriek before she sunk into the pedestal and vanished.

Sunset grabbed Twi by her shirt and dragged her close, her toned arm muscles straining as she lifted Twi up. “What have you done!”

“Wh-what are you-”Twilight stammered, but Sunset didn’t care.

“Don’t play with me. I saw your memories. You’re-you’re not even the princess, are you? There’s no way you’re Princess Twilight!” Sunset didn’t know everything that was going on, but she did know one thing. Twi, or whatever this thing was, had betrayed them all for..for..she didn’t even know. Rage clouded her vision, embers sparked in her blood, and fear choked her heart.

Sunset barely heard the footsteps in time.

She rolled to her right. Something hard slammed into her shoulder with enough force to leave a bad bruise. Twi was not so lucky. Sunset heard her shriek as she was knocked to the ground.

Sunset shot back to her feet. Two large, muscular men in armor veering down on her. Both wore similar lamellar armour, and had sheathed swords hung at their waists. Both also wielded club like weapons: each were composed of a thin, cylindrical length of rune covered metal with a dull pointed end. They were attached to a handle that had runes running up and down them. They reminded Sunset somewhat of the stun prods Applejack had shown her once.

“Damn. I must be getting rusty to only clip her shoulder,” one of the men said He glanced at his weapon with surprise. “Guess magic really doesn’t work here.” He tilted and patted his head confusedly. “We really did change into apes. Stupid portal.”

“Doesn’t matter. You get the red headed bitch, I’ll take the ‘princess’ back,” the other one said with a small snort when he mentioned ‘princess’.

With that said, one hefted a groaning Twi onto his shoulder and started back to the the portal. Sunset regarded the remaining male warily. The man yawned. “Look, it’s been a long day. Any other day I’d be all for it, but I’m just not not feeling like wrestling you right now. How about you just come with me and I’ll make sure you become a nice red collar if you act proper. You’ve even got some nice matching hair for it, eh?” he asked hopefully and offered his hand.

Sunset’s instincts screamed at her to run. He was in heavy armor and she was light on her feet. She doubted he’d follow her far and almost certainly couldn’t catch her if she ran but…Damnit. I need information. This will probably be the stupidest thing I ever do.

She stepped forward, and the man smiled. “Thank goodness some of this world’s females have sense. So, just come with me-” his words turned into a high pitched squeal as Sunset launched the strongest kick she could muster right into his crotch, which was strangely unprotected by the armor. As the man slumped to his knees, Sunset slammed her palm into his forehead and delved into his thoughts.

Sweet gods above it hurts-

Sunset moved past that thought. She needed to go back a bit further.

She was now standing in a marble corridor, leaned against a wall outside a room with several other - Caribou, is that what they’re called? Wherever it was, she- was still in-Canterlot castle? The architecture certainly matched. She was looking up at a faded scorch mark on the ceiling Sunset recognized from a “tantrum” she’d thrown when she was younger; the maids had been able to clean up the entire corridor except that one spot, something about the topmost layers of stone melting and thus being beyond repair.

Enraged screams came from the room along with the sound of thrashing. She felt the Caribou was impatient and his break was almost over, so he wanted to make the most what little time remained. A stallion stepped out of the room and tapped her on the shoulder. “Finally,” she said said with the man’s nasally voice and went inside. Sunset’s heart froze at the sight.

Rainbow Dash - transformed into a pony like most of Equestria’s residents but certainly her Rainbow Dash - was strapped to some kind of raised table. Blood and fluids stained her crotch. Her athletic shorts and sports jacket were ripped off and thrown aside in a pile. Straps forced her legs wide even as she screamed and thrashed and why am I smiling? Why am I removing removing my pants and that’s an erect penis nonononono stop Celestia no I don’t want to see this no I said I want to feel this no it shouldn’t be good no she doesn’t this she doesn’t deserve this SHE DOESN’T FUCKING DESERVE THIS NO ONE DESERVES THIS YOU SICK BASTA-

Sunset broke free.

She immediately vomited where she stood, all over the Caribou turned Human. There was no fighting this disgust, this sheer level of nausea. Her power was amazing at times, but it was still new and she was far from mastery. Admittedly, her control was improving courtesy of practice sessions with her Twilight, but she had yet to figure out how to keep herself separate from everything. When she saw the recent thoughts and memories, she didn’t watch a scene in a movie. She became that person, for a limited time. She felt everything they did.

She had felt herself violating Rainbow Dash. She had felt how good it was raping her. Sunset heaved again.

She didn’t even notice the man get up. One moment she was throwing up, the next her chin and most of her jaw hurt horribly and she was pinned to the ground while the enraged man leered above her. “Okay, I gave you a chance to submit and you pulled a cheap shot you stupid slut. So I think I deserve some compensation, don’t you think so too?” He stared down at her, flakes of vomit in his hair. His hands drifted down Sunset’s body toward her jeans.

Sunset tried to headbut him but he pinned her down by her throat. Her breath cut off, she started to choke and pulled at the arm, but he was bigger and had a strength advantage. She tried to bite him, but his own response was to shove a cloth into her mouth. His hands jammed down her pants.. She tried to scream but couldn’t get the breath to do so as he clumsily worked at her jeans.

The sparks in her blood ignited into an inferno. Like hell I’m going to let this happen.

In his eagerness to get her out of her jeans, he didn’t notice he had let up on her throat. With a growl, she spit out the cloth and lunged forward. Her teeth sunk into his exposed arm. Blood flooded her mouth and the man cried out in pain. Sunset saw stars as his fist connected with her face. She held on for three punches before he finally knocked her off, taking a chunk of his flesh with her.

The man stared at his arm in shock for a moment before turned back to her with murderous intent. “This is why I prefer good a good doe. Other bitches just don’t know when to quit,” the man said, seething. His hands closed around her throat and constricted. Sunset choked and tried to claw at his eyes, but her angle combined with his size and tendency to rise just out of her reach meant her scratching was ineffectual.

Sunset heard running-no, sprinting footsteps. The man looked up in slight confusion just in time to catch a high speed, size nine black combat boot slam into his disgusting face with bone crunching force. He spun as and landed on his back, groaning. Vice principal Luna calmly stepped over Sunset and drew a revolver. “School hours are from seven to three. Get off my lawn.” The man didn’t have time to respond, merely gurgle, as six powerful shots rang out rapidly, each slamming into his chest.

Sunset leaned upward and gasped, greedily taking in air as she rubbed her throat. Luna turned back to her and Sunset was surprised. Luna was wearing a...tactical vest? She had other weapons strapped to or holstered on her - Sunset spotted no less than three knifes, another pistol, something that looked disturbingly like a grenade, a sawn off shotgun, and other supplies Sunset couldn’t identify.

Luna ran up to Sunset and offered her a hand. “Are you okay Sunset Shimmer?”

Panting, with routine shudders going up and down her spine, Sunset nodded.

“Thank goodness. We were afraid we would be too late. The moment those men showed up we scrambled for our kits, but it appears we were too late to prevent them from snatching Pinkie.”

Sunset didn’t know what was going on or why Luna had gear that looked fit for a marine of some sort. All she knew was that her friends were in trouble. “Principal Luna, we have to follow through. I-I saw what they did, they’ve got the others, and I know what they want to do and even as we speak they’re-they’re” Sunset broke down. She couldn’t speak. It was too much.

She’d woken up that morning thinking about a science project she had going on with Twilight - the human Twilight and contemplating if she should wear her lowcut tight blouse or not. She’d been looking forward to baking cakes with Pinkie tomorrow afternoon and gossip mongering with Rarity shortly after while relaxing in the spa. Not any of this.

She felt Luna’s hand on her shoulder. “Fear not, Sunset. I know this situation is distressing, but know you have two veteran members of the Night and Day sentinels on your side to correct this wrong.”

“Sentinels?” Her mouth dropped as she saw Celestia walk around the parking lot corner carrying a similar assemblage to Luna, but with what she could only assume was a high powered hunting rifle, a large duffle bag over her shoulder, and...stakes?

“Luna, I believe some explanations are in order before you go around making such heroic declarations,” Celestia calmly stated, loading another massive bullet into her rifle.

Author's Note

So...Fall of Equestria...

What can I even say?

Well, I suppose you can say that this story is born from my initial..."reaction" as it were to encountering that lovely series with some of the worst characterization, villains, and blatant plot armor miles wide on tops of near unending stupidity.

I felt insulted by some of it, really.

Then I thought it'd be a great idea to try and write a good Fall of Equestria story, or at least one that I would find tolerable.That required research, found out about the gaping plot holes and flaws in the series, and led to me reworking the setting as a whole to the point where characters wouldn't necessarily recognize one another beyond a very base resemblance if someone from my AU were to meet one from the original Fall stories.

Well, if you've read this long, good on you.

Leave a comment if you like, they feed me and often keep me going, and I hope you're willing to give this story a chance.