The Nine to Free Them All

INSIDE THE CASTLE

P.O.V Princess Celestia

I had just returned from being trapped and addresed my student before moving to address my dear sister, Luna. Luna stired and stood up, but before she could take a step, I watched in horror as my little sister collapsed and bled on the floor.

"LUNA!!" I screamed. I was NOT going to lose my sister again! I rushed over to her and held her in my forehooves while I checked for the source of the bleeding. I noticed two large bruises on her head and a somewhat shallow gash on her hoof as well as some insignificant scratches and bruises. These were signs of battle, but by what? Surely Twilight and her friends could not have done this. So what did this to my sister? I felt anger at whatever creature did this. I turned to Twilight and spoke with angry tears in my eyes.

"What did this to her?!" I demanded from Twilight. She seemed to shiver at the memory, but then the floodgates opened. The mares began to franticly explain what happened

"There were these nine meany looking guys with crazy big swords and-" Pinkie was cut by Rainbow Dash.

"They came out of nowhere and they attacked Nightmare and-" Rainbow Dash was cut off by Rarity.

"Why in equestria would they be wearing those atrochous cloaks and that magnifiscent steel like that?!" Rarity complained. I was getting frustrated by this bickering. I needed an explanation now.

"QUIET!!" I hate yelling like that, but I need answers. I turned to the orange mare named Applejack. "Please honest Applejack explain what you saw." I asked with my most sincere motherly voice.

"Ahm no royal guard, but them fellers were warriors if their fighting style was anythin ta go by." Applejack said in her southern drawl. So these mysterious beings are warriors and they bested Nightmare Moon when I could not. Which makes them more powerful than me or Luna. This is a danger I cant ignore. I thought. But my train of thought was interupted by Twilight speaking up.

"Princess, theres one thing that bugs me. During the fighting they took little to no interest in us, except for when it puched Nightmare in the head to stop her from shooting a spell at us." I was very intrigued by this revelation. Could these creatures be possibly good? Maybe they were trying to help? I dont know. I need a cake! I groaned.

"Generous Rarity, tell me what they looked like." I asked in a soft, motherly voice. She nodded and said,

"Those brutes wore tattered and ripped black cloaks and ,from what I saw, they wore steel gauntlets and boots, seeing as they're bipedal. But what got me the most was they're hoods. I felt like I was face to face with the Grim Reaper." She said with a shiver. Whatever they were they where not natural if they gave off that aura.

"Not to mention their screeches. They were horrible!" The golden pegasus wailed. "I remember curling up into a ball and felt like hiding from life itself." As she started crying I put a wing over her to comfort her.

"Princess, what were those things?" I heard Twilight ask.

"I honestly dont know, but when I get my hooves on one we are going to have a serious talk." I stated coldly. These creatures might be good but are trying to remain neutral and I need to find out why. I just then remembered my sister needed help and so we departed from the castle immediately.

Back to our wannabe heros in the mountains...

We have been travelling for a good while to an inn just before the mountain pass. We were coming over the crest of the hill when we heard a feminine shriek of terror. Being the cliche knights in shining armor we are we snapped our heads towards a ruined castle buit on the mountain side.

"Unbelieveable. Its the ruins of Minas Morgul!"

"How the hell is that here?!"

"I dont know, but we should reclaim it and make it our lair as it was in our bodies past."

We where snapped out of our daze by yelp of pain. We immediately dropped everything and disaperated and what we saw made our (If we have any) blood boil.

A golden pegasus wearing a pith helmet, which was unmistakably Daring Doo, was being restrained by a band of wild cats. One paricular lioness was stalking forward until she punched Daring in the face. I needed to end this quick before anything else happened ~~and my story banned~~. Surround them! None of them hesitated as we encircled our prey.

"You'll never get away with this Alhrezotol! This ruin will be your doom!" She yelled as she squirmed, but through her extensive expierience in the field she saw our movements in the shadows. She saw us.

I know. Lets hope shes not as stupid as she is ignorant.

"Ah, but this ruin will not be my doom, it will be YOURS!" The abnormaly sized ape-like dog named Alhrezotol maniacly laughed. Then a brilliant idea came to me.

"Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,
Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all, and in the darkness bind them,
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie."

They all shat themselves but we did not laugh. We still needed to deal with them before we start with celebrations. They were looking around franticaly for the source of my voice. I had a feeling Daring knew exactly what was going to happen because was attempting to escape while they're backs were turned.

The sounds of steel being unsheathed echoed all around the room as we strode out of the shadows, completely surrounding our foes. "Prepare to DIE!!" and we all lunged forward into battle.

P.O.V Daring Doo

I was watching as the dark bipedal figures surrounded us in the shadows, a development that went unnoticed by my arch-nemesis, Alhrezotol. This was too good of an opportunity to waste so I stood docile while the figures were stiff as a board. I dont know who these guys are but ill take it as a means to escape. But that was before I heard a cold, raspy, voice resite what sounded like a poem.

Needless to say everyone shat themselves except me, though I was still rocked to the core by the cryptic poem. And then the panic set in everyone was frantic, but I kept my cool and tried to break my bonds that were holding me down. After a few attempts at trying I gave up and started looking around until my eyes found one of the dark figures in the shadows. Then the sound of swords unsheathing could be heard as the figures started moving forward in long strides. My eyes widdened as I saw what these figures looked like. Tall, cloaked bipedal with steel boots and steel gauntlets holding a magnificent longsword in front of them.

As soon as they got close enough they lunged. One biped cut the leg of a leopard and proceded to stab its heart when it fell. Another biped sent a kick into the face of a jaguar and sent it sprawling across the floor with a broken skull, Dead. A different biped made a downwards slash and cut through a lionesses chest, effectively killing it, while its friend pounced on the biped, only to have its head cut off by another biped. How many of these guys were there? That thought was cut off by Alhrezotol.

"RUN! GHOSTS!!" He screamed like a girl as he ran away with his lakies. I couldnt help myself but laugh at him until I noticed I was still bound and surrounded by these creatures. I gave a defeated sigh. I had no advantage and no way to escape. These things are going to kill me.

"Congrats. You got me, the great Daring Doo." I admitted defeat, waiting for my judgment.

TO BE CONTINUED....