Long ago… in an age when mortals fought one another for paltry ideas such as wealth, power, and status; two men grew disgusted by such concepts. These two beings were forced to become mortal enemies both by circumstance and by differences in opinion.
One was the scapegoat of the people, turned into a monster by those people jealous of his status. He was given the chance to be more than he was due to a timely intervention by a force out of this world. Transformed, he took on the mantle of a vampire and became the very monster that the people called him. Justified in his actions due to the people’s revolution burning down his home and allowing his family to die within that sweltering inferno he swore to terrorize them for the rest of their days.
The other was a sage of the people. He sought the goodness in others and did his best to guide the people down the righteous path. Those same people, instead of following his words, turned into beasts trying to gain more power and subsequently destroying the sage’s faith in others. He did his best to formalize the powers of the people and allow them to survive the harsh climates that they sought to live in. Unfortunately, hindsight drew the fog around him severing his sight to the people’s true motivation, greed.
The two fought many battles leaving scars across the land and leaving the sky sundered from their might. At their second to last battle an angel fell from the heavens, desiccated and shattered but still barely alive. She gave them a warning before dying and the two put aside their petty differences. Crafting a plan the two decided that it was time to force change and escape the cycle of greed and lust for power.
The Sage, with all his clout, managed to convince the leader of the people to allow him to centralize their power and enhance it at the same time. Taking small relics he bound several abilities into small gemstones known only as Asterisks.
Each Asterisk was a power all on to its own, carrying several measures of might within each one. With the plan in motion the Vampire struck once more allowing the Sage to steal away all the powers and several enchanted weapons that the people had used to flaunt their power. The two had a certain measure of immortality due to their strange battles and certain forbidden arts not mentioned in any texts that exist to this day. With that measure taken the two finally went into hiding waiting for those who remembered them to fade with time allowing new leaders to take the reigns.
That story should have gone towards the safety of their world… but something occurred fifteen years after their fated departure. After transporting said Asterisks to a concealed location, a magical force struck the pair ripping the Asterisks from their safety and across the aether to another world beyond their reach. The Sage attempted to salvage the situation and with the Vampire’s help they managed to grab the asterisks before they could venture farther into the portal.
It was not enough. Within seconds, the departed spirits of those that would hold the asterisks enveloped them. The portal had not only ripped a hole across space… it had also messed with time forcing a future version of their wielder’s spirit to corrupt… to pervert… to change the very nature of the asterisks into something foul and evil. Forced into a losing position the two let go of the asterisks and decided that it was better to follow them and restore them one by one.
So long as no one claimed the asterisk, then whatever world they landed on would be safe from harm. As the two traveled through the portal something happened that made things difficult. Their bodies shifted and twisted to fit in the new universe. With their powers they forced themselves into the strongest beings they could be but as soon as they reached the new world they were forced into an astral plane… forced to watch as the asterisks fell to a new world, a new world filled with… ponies.
It was a fabulous night for all around as several celebrations were being held within Canterlot Castle. Ever since the return of the Pillars of Equestria several of the ponies of the world came to gawk and see the very ponies who kept their world safe from harm and continue working for the betterment of all equinity. It was at the tail end of a celebration that things got hectic.
“Look! A meteor shower display. All praise Luna.” Several ponies shouted as several star like objects trailed across the sky flowing across different places in the world. For everypony that wasn’t the princesses it was a joyous occasion.
For said princesses in question it was another matter altogether.
“Luna! Did you know about this?” Celestia called out as she saw the meteor shower hit several places around Equestria without warning.
“Meteor Shower? I never planned a meteor shower for tonight. Neigh. It was scheduled for closer to the Lunar Equinox Festival. Something is very wrong here.” Luna gritted her teeth as she scanned the heavens for any sense of the falling objects only to be knocked flat on her flank.
“LUNA!” Celestia cried out as she rushed over to her sister. It took a bit of coaxing to get Luna to sit up but eventually she was pulled out of her stupor.
“Ugh… what was that…? All I felt was… malice. Cold unyielding hatred and the constant desecration of morality zooming down to Equestria. Celly… it was horrible.” Luna stared at Celestia… but her eyes were looking beyond. They were unfocused and trying desperately not to focus on any one point. It was the kind of stare she saw long ago when the soldiers could no longer handle the harshness of war.
“What could it be?” Celestia quietly whispered to Luna before something struck right above their private study.
Two small hexagonal stars hit nearby covered in a dark haze. The one on the left showed a bipedal figure wearing a long flowing black jacket and wielding a large claymore sword. On its face was a domino mask which made it all the more intimidating. Before either sister could react the star struck Celestia knocking her down and covering her in a haze. She wriggled and writhed in an endless silent scream while Luna could only watch… until she realized that there were two of those items in place.
The other revealed a female figure of a creature with nine flowing tails. Her visage was one of a demon with several red marking all across what was most likely her body. It wielded a long ornate katana which charged for her. Luna took the initiative to fire any magic she could at it… only for the star to absorb the magic and slam into her face embedding itself on her forehead. Unlike Celestia, Luna knew how to fight the darkness segregating her mind from its control. It was for naught as the dark haze broke through the barriers and grabbed the astral projection of Luna pouring its power into her. She was also in a silent scream.
The guards standing outside their rooms heard nothing strangely enough leaving the two sisters to suffer in silence leaving them as mere puppets for the stars that grabbed them.
It was over in a few moments leaving both Celestia and Luna standing next to each other. Somehow that same black jacket had found its way onto Celestia and the mask was draped across her face. The same large claymore sword had been magically strapped to her back as she stared at the door seemingly unaware of everything around her.
Luna, on the other hand, was adorned with a small hat with fox like ears on her head and her once nebulous tail turned more fox like. A sinister smile appeared on her muzzle and a katana magically appeared floating around her but there was no magical glow coming from her horn.
“Are you certain this is the way?” Flash Magnus called out.
“Aye. This was the way to this small pub I found that would work out well for us all.” Rockhoof answered.
“Why were we dragged along?” Starswirl called out while Mistmane, Somnambula and Meadowbrook all glowered at the time it was.
“Why not?” Magnus tilted his head in confusion.
“What about Stygius?” Mistmane pouted.
“He drank too much coffee and wound up burning himself out. It’ll take him all day just to sleep it off.” Meadowbrook sighed and facehoofed. It had been her task to not let him drink that much.
“Shouldn’t he be done resting by now?” Somnambula puzzled as she looked towards her friends to answer.
“He started drinking last night till this morning…” Starswirl grumbled under his breath.
Before he could continue his explanation they all saw the meteor shower erupt in the sky. Most looked at the sight with some awe and wonder. Starswirl, however, was confused. Luna had given him a schedule of what was to appear in the heavens only to be shaken from the thought as six different objects shot down to them. Taking cover the six were able to escape the impact which turned out to be less threatening than they should appear. Curiosity took hold causing all six to get closer to the crater that formed.
The six objects all formed a dark haze as six different figures rose out of the smoke. The first was of an old man of herculean build wearing a toga. That star in particular immediately sought out Starswirl slamming into his chest from below. Distraught, the others immediately went to check on him… only to fall victim to the other stars.
The next two stars held the visage of a gaunt man dressed in doctors robes… only covered head to toe in blood spatters with the most deranged grin on his face leering at the prey before him. The other was a living suit of armor that seemed to move on its own with a ghostly fire burning from the open faceplate. These two found what they wanted in the forms of Meadowbrook for the bloody doctor and Somnambula with the living armor sending the two reeling on the ground groaning in pain as the shortness of breath caused them to descend into hysterical laughter and silent screams respectively.
The other three revealed a figure wearing black plate mail hopping around before striking Magnus down and entering his body; a larger man wearing ornate paladin styled armor and an intricate circlet around his head slamming against Rockhoof, and a tall man wearing a doctor’s coat wielding a floating staff which seemed to be hovering next to him enter Mistmane. The three were sent down to the ground joining their companions in that same palpable silence that seemed to reverberate around their resting place and just as quickly as it started, it suddenly stopped.
The six stood up each looking away from one another. Starswirl had a strange robe even though he still wore the wizarding hat above his head. He held no knew weapon and seemed to exude a strength he never had before.
Rockhoof was wearing more armor except for around his head while his shovel had morphed into a large great sword resting upon his back. His stare was now full or purpose and reason. He didn’t dare look to his left or right.
Flash Magnus was fully covered in black plate mail but it did nothing to deter his flight allowing him freedom of movement still. In his hoof was a sword with a crimson blade which he swung idly back and forth as he bounded in place on his left hooves and right hooves in tandem.
Mistmane was forced into a very fancy doctor’s coat and wearing a pair of spectacles. Floating around her was a long staff that resembled an I.V. stand from the hospital she had visited while learning of the leaps and bound made in medical research. The most distracting change was that her beauty had been restore to before she selflessly gave it up for her friend’s sake.
Meadowbrook and Somnambula were the most changed. Meadowbrook had lost her mask replacing it with a doctor’s coat as well, except on closer inspection it was actually a straitjacket untied covered in blood which also coated Meadowbrook’s face. Somnambula was covered head to hoof in armor which seemed to radiate will ’o’ wisps all around the face plate yet her face was clearly visible. A short sword was strapped to Meadowbrook’s side while Somnambula wielded a large halberd keeping it clearly ready to strike anyone who got near.
The six looked at each other, glowering with what they saw. Somnambula and Meadowbrook trotted off in a random direction while Magnus, Rockhoof, and Mistmane went another. Starswirl, all alone, went off on his own never teleporting but trotting while staring at the sky. Every few minutes he would pull out a crystal from the toga that now wrapped around him and began scanning the sky for the proper constellation.
“I reckon that this here spot should be good for tonight.” Big Mac drolled on as he guided the mare Sugar Belle on their second date out near Our Town.
“Oh Big Mac, you’re incorrigible.” Sugar Belle giggled as she playfully ran her hoof across Big Mac’s chest.
As he got closer to sealing things with a kiss the pair noticed that there was a meteor shower going on above them adding to the romantic mood. The impact of two objects stopped their romantic mood. The peered into the depths of the crater only to notice that the objects looked a lot like stars from long distance. Then the dark haze enveloped them showcasing two figures out of it.
One was a burly biped that would make even a minotaur jealous wearing a pair of slacks and a thin vest that barely covered their rippling muscles. The smaller, obviously female, figure wore long white robes while also showing off enough skin just to drag someone in closer. She also had a very strange staff with two crooked horns acting as the grip.
Before either could voice their concern the two stars raced forward. Big Mac stepped forward stopping both stars with his bare hooves… but it wasn’t enough as he was pushed through the dirt and forced to skid backwards into one of the similar houses. It was enough for the female based star to break through his defenses and strike Sugar Belle down causing her to contort to the silent screams. Big Mac flew into a rage attempting to crush the stars that had attacked him.
Instead of charging forward, the star took on the challenge weaving through Big Mac’s frenzied assault before slamming itself into Big Mac’s temple knocking him to the ground. It did not enter his body at that moment allowing him to get back up. Dazed and confused, Big Mac tried again managing to parry and counter any strike the star could conceivably do. It was a surreal moment for the humble apple farmer. Then the star exploded releasing a wave of energy that slammed Big Mac back against the house knocking him unconscious. The star carefully placed itself on Big Mac’s chest taking care to meld with the body in quiet respect.
Big Mac and Sugar Belle both stood up now changed by the things that happened. Big Mac was wearing a very easy to move in vest and seemed to have gauntlets around his front hooves now. Sugar Belle was wearing a very seductive white robe which covered up enough flank but left plenty to the imagination. The two smirked to each other as they wandered off in a random direction seemingly unaware of the world around them.
Lightning Dust had been flying for hours around Appleloosa annoyed by past actions and plenty of other things that kept festering inside her mind. While she wasn’t expelled it was going to be a long time before she could become even a reservist for the Wonderbolts.
Stopping in Appleloosa she looked for something to keep her mind off of things getting that in the form of a magic extravaganza being hosting by some showpony. Rolling her eyes, she reluctantly stayed nearby while a blue unicorn with a purple hat and cape covered in stars was busy setting up her stage with another unicorn with a heliotropic coat. They were conversing rights with a stallion wearing a cowboy vest and hat with an apple mark on his flank.
It was gonna take a while till anything got done. Before she could fly off and wait for the show elsewhere there was a sudden cascade of falling meteors from the heavens.
The four were suddenly shocked when four of those meteors struck the ground near them. Braeburn stepped up first making certain nothing bad was going to happen though with Trixie around he wouldn’t head in alone. They all noticed each other at this point before they could say anything the stars began hovering above their craters.
“What in tarnation is going on?” Braeburn snorted out as the stars released their dark haze.
They all took bipedal figure stances. One was of a tall man wearing a kimono with a katana strapped to his side. Another was an old man wearing black robes which holding on to a straw conical hat and a rod in his hand with a goat skull as its head. The next was a woman in a black robe that covered her face giving her a scary appearance. In her hands was a doll in a red dress which seemed to move independently of the woman’s hands. The final figure was dressed in loose clothing and had a hood over his head. Each looked menacing for some reason before striking out against the four around.
Both Starlight and Trixie threw up their shield spells only for the stars to crack their shields in one strike. Lightning Dust began to fly off outpacing the star of the young figure with the hood over his head. Starlight and Trixie went down while Braeburn fought off his assailant. The star waited until he attacked and struck back with a wicked counter that knocked him back. Given the chance the star impacted against his chest.
Lightning Dust raced around attempting to outfly the star chasing her but it shot forth with speed that was unimaginable and sent her spiraling into a crash landing right next to the other three who were writhing in pain at that point. Before she passed out from the pain the star embedded itself in her back causing her to writhe in silent pain like the rest. There the four laid writhing in pain.
Braeburn was the first to awaken, dressed in a fancy kimono and wearing a katana on his side. He dropped his hat to the ground and never once turned around as he trotted off for parts unknown.
Trixie awoke wearing a black gown which hid almost all but one eye and forced her mane to droop over her face. A Smarty Pants doll was conjured right next to her made entirely of her magic which allowed her to manipulate it to the point she didn’t seem to be casting magic anymore. She trotted off as well leaving behind her worldly possessions.
Starlight was focused and seemed to be in great pain as she fought as hard as possible against the magic that seemed to be seeping into her core. It felt right… so right. It felt just like her old self. Starlight tried to scream as the magic finally found her core and changed her like the rest. She wore a black mage’s jacket and a straw steepled hat appeared on her head. Floating by her side was an intricate looking rod topped with the same goat like skull.
“Spike~ Where are you my faithful pet dragon?” Starlight sang out as she started walking off towards Ponyville.
Lightning Dust was the final one to wake up. Changed like all the rest, she wore a hood over her head concealing the darkened glare she now wore. In her teeth was a long serrated knife begging for the chance to slip into anypony at that point. Lightning Dust flew off heading in no direction but uncertainty.
Moondancer had been having a decent evening curled up with a good book in her now cleaned out house. Thankfully Minuette, Twinkleshine, and Lemon Hearts had come over to help organize the house back into something more presentable. It wasn’t that she was lazy but it was a little overwhelming to fix up your entire life in a manner of days after that time that she decided to give up on others. Moondancer sighed as she looked out the window at the night sky.
Feeling a bit brazen she trotted down outside to her front yard feeling different overall from the past she once harbored. No longer did it feel tight around her chest and the weight on her back lifted away. She was free from the burden she once wore and looked forward to the future. As if to give her a sign a collection of stars shot overhead making her smile as she adjusted her glasses.
‘I need to get some new ones later…’ She giggled to herself until the loud impact and following explosion of something hitting the front yard woke her up.
Deep in the crater was a hexagonal star that seemed to still be in pristine order. Moondancer cautiously took hold of it in her magic to lift it up, relishing in discovering something so wondrous. Before she could celebrate a dark mist cut off her magic forcing her back. A figure rose from the mist dressed in a very red flamenco shirt and dance pants as she knew them as. The figure seemed a bit old but the vibrant red hair and rose in his mouth seemed to belay that fact.
The star shot out at her before she could question it and she was left on the ground writhing in silent pain. Soon it passed and she stood up nearly completely changed. No longer wearing an oversized sweater she was now dressed in a red dress that seemed to flow around her legs easily. A rose was connected to her dress strap. Sensing her changed look she swiftly took off her glasses and let her mane down shaking it around until it was fancier than it had ever been. A sultry smirk appeared on her muzzle as she trotted out for the Canterlot nightlife.
It had been a long night of raking in the bits with their new casino out in New Pegasus. Since the dethroning of Gladmane, Flim and Flam were living the high life and enjoying the prestige that came with owning one of the most influential casinos in the Equestrian nation. The two had decided to retire to their penthouse suite though it had slowly become the office by which they operated out of.
“I’ll say brother this is quite the pickle that we are in.” Flim intoned as he looked at the small crater that had formed outside their casino.
“Of course brother. We should check it out before we lose any more business.” Flam replied opening the door to their suite and allowing his brother to go first. “After you brother.”
“Thank you brother.” Flim answered with a smile.
The two trotted down the entire way while the guards that they had hired had cordoned off the impact site. Nopony had gone near and the guards all looked slightly worried. The impromptu meteor shower had been so far out of left field that nopony knew what was going down that night. The two brothers stood at the edge looking at what seemed to be two stars fallen from the heavens. The fact that they resembled stars had made them a rare commodity for any enterprising business pony.
Before the two could collect the spoils of war the two stars floated up releasing their dark mist and causing all the regular patrons to go running off. From the darkness came two figures. One was a short bipedal creature wearing an extremely fancy suit and seemed to have the air of wealth screaming around him. The cane he wielded seemed to hold a great weight of prosperity behind it. The second figure was much taller and wore several clock parts as part of his outfit. Strangely his helmet looked really off.
The two were taken off guard as the stars shot straight for them. The guards that were hired noticed in time but were viciously tossed aside allowing the two stars to embed themselves in the bodies of the two brothers. As they silently screamed in agony the guards attempted to move them, at least the ones who were still up, only to be flung back once again by the brother’s regaining consciousness.
“I feel so different brother…” Flim stated but his tone was much more morose… fake even. He wore a fancy pinstripe suit with a small top hat adorning his head. At his side was a small cane which he tapped in between two magical constructs he made that resembled claws without the large gouging nails on them.
“As do I brother…” Flam answered though the sniveling tone was apparent from the moment he opened his mouth. He wore a fancy cape and a black bodysuit. On his head was that strange hat that the figure of mist had worn when it had materialized and appeared to be shaped like a clock cog. Floating in his magical grasp was a staff shaped like a clock hand.
The two went silent as they looked towards the casino and walked in without paying attention to their guards.
Far north, in the Crystal Empire, the royal couple sat at dinner with one of the visiting nobles and even a pop pony diva had joined in as well. Cadence was regaled with stories from her two guests Sapphire Shores and Fleur De Lis, detailing several grievances with their schedule on taking care of Flurry Heart. Shining Armor, on the other hand, was still speaking politics with Fancy Pants after the Storm King invasion a couple of months back.
“I tell you Prince Armor that was one of the most dire moments in my life. That tyrant was close to conquering us.” Fancy Pants whispered conspiratorially for Armor. Fleur was still winded from the incident and never wanted to hear about it again.
“Please, just Shining Armor is fine. I concur though. I was taking care of Flurry Heart at the time and our soldiers were dealing with an extra contingent outside of Appleloosa at the time. They blindsided us too well.” Shining admitted even reluctantly as he felt.
“What happened to his troops?” Fancy asked looking over to the mares who were giggling with wild abandon.
“Most fled after the Storm King lost. I think a few stayed behind with one opening an art studio in Canterlot. Their Commander is under my sister’s jurisdiction once again.” Shining chuckled under his breath.
“Ah, so that's where Fluffy came from. He’s a damn good artist as well.” Fancy muttered under his breath.
While the two stallions continued discussing politics, the mares discussed other things.
“I'll never understand just how you kept the weight off.” Fleur poked Cadence’s side marveled at how skinny she was so soon after giving birth.
“Is was that dance regiment I gave ya, right mare?” Sapphire giggled.
“Yes it was. Thank you so much for that Sapphire. Without you I may have been carried around for the rest of my life.” Cadence chuckled, bringing a hoof to daintily cover her muzzle.
“My word. Was that all you needed to stay fit? To think all the training I do and dance was all I needed.” Fleury seemed astonished as the revelation though her acting career had made her emotions hard to see through.
Before the party could continue on a meteor shower seemed to go off dragging everypony’s attention. Aside from the gasps and awe from the sight, Cadence was confused about the arrival of an impromptu meteor shower out of nowhere. Before she could think further on things five stars impacted nearby their position causing them to slowly edge forward, compelled by curiosity mostly.
When the five reached the edge the stars were already floating in mid air causing a few of them to rear back in surprise. It got even worse when the stars emanated a dark haze that filled the crater up. Five bipedal figures rose from the haze to the shock of the five ponies.
The first figure was a tall bipedal male dressed completely in plate mail holding a grand shield and long broadsword. The second was a short old male wearing flowing robes and wielding a staff that seemed to double as a spindle wheel for weaving clothes. He was the strangest overall since unlike the other figures whose legs reached the ground, this particular figure floated above the ground. Before anypony could say anything the two stars shot out towards Shining Armor and Cadence. The two brought up a shield which the old one broke in a single swing allowing the stars to embed themselves on their respective pony.
The third figure was a young female dressed up like a pop diva with bunny ears adorned on her head. She was wielding a microphone and while there was no sound Sapphire Shores found herself mesmerized. The star easily took the chance to cling to the princess of pop pony sending her down to the same silent screams that almost everypony that had been touched by the stars had also been left in.
The last two figures were also male. The younger looking one had long flowing hair and a dangerous look in his eyes as he wielded a rapier seemingly ready to make his point. The other figure was a tall male with strange hair that looked like a minotaur. He wielded a large staff that resembled a shepherd’s crook. These two immediately shot forward knocking Fancy Pants and Fleur De Lis off their hooves leaving them in the same sorry state.
The five rose up now completely changed. Shining Armor was covered head to hoof in plate mail resembling his royal guard captain armor as a large shield floated around him in his magical glow. Cadence was wearing flowing robes and wielding the same staff though she filled out the robes better. Sapphire Shores was dressed in a fancy Lolita style dress and bunny ears hood and held a microphone in one of her hooves. Fancy Pants was dressed in a dueler’s outfit and was holding a rapier in his magic. His mane had gone just as wild as the figure’s had. Fleur was forced into a mage’s robe with the same high collar though she also had a mitre on her head. She also wielded a shepherd’s crook in her magic.
The five looked at each other with shared disinterest. There were no minced words as all five left together towards the train station leaving any guard that tried to stop them on the ground unconscious.
Zecora had had a very lucrative time looking for new plants out in the Everfree forest. She had needed some time to create a new concoction for the removal of sores and the plant she needed was very difficult to find. Perseverance paid off and she found a small patch close to a hydra nest. Dangerous as it was it well worth the effort in the long run.
The sudden meteor shower had been surprising but nothing she hadn't seen before. While waking back to her hit she came upon the impact crater of one of those stars. Unable to rein in her curiosity she looked down into the hole noticing the small star shaped object. Before she could sate her curiosity the dark haze shot out revealing a tall male figure wearing an extremely large parka and several layers of protective clothing.
The star shot out homing in on Zecora only to be kicked off and sent flying. She ran off quickly through the forest while the star reoriented itself and shot straight for Zecora. It broke through everything in its path splintering trees and crushing rocks before finally slamming into her back.
As she tumbled to the ground a large protective suit appeared around her with a small mask adorning on top of her head. She looked around mutely and wandered off for her hut. There were experiments to run.
It was one of their get togethers and time to have fun. Ditzy had set up some extra muffins while Time Turner was busy getting the specialty hay treats from his ice box. Vinyl had successfully gotten her contract with Hoofbeat Records and thanks to Octavia’s urging had gotten trapped into a party along with Lyra and Bon Bon as well. The six had been friends for a while now and it was certainly something they had been looking forward to.
“Thanks Turner for opening your home to us. Well, your backyard at the very least.” Octavia chuckled to the bashful muttering from Time Turner.
“Well, how could I resist. Seriously though, with Ditzy, Lyra, and Bon Bon jumping on my back how could I resist.” Turner sighed as he stretched out a bit.
“Jeez, dude. Save some mares for the rest of us.” Vinyl nudged him on.
“Truly, Turner has the strongest back.” Lyra agreed,
“Don’t worry Turner I can make some banana muffins so you can carry us all.” Ditzy responded not getting the joke.
“I don’t think that’s what Vinyl meant.” Bon Bon rolled her eyes though her smile was clearly showing that she enjoyed the show immensely.
“Please don’t make me your beast of burden already. Anyways Vinyl is that an admission?” Turner quirked his eyebrow to the giggling of the other mares.
“Well yeah. I mean seriously you’re taking half my fan base already.” Vinyl admitted.
“Not what he meant.” Octavia groaned as she carefully ate her hay chips… secretly wanting to stuff her face since she didn’t have to keep up the poise amongst friends.
“Oh I know what he meant. I’m just not giving him any special dreams tonight.” Vinyl faked balking at Octavia to the laughs of everypony.
When the meteor shower started everypony looked up in wonder enjoying themselves amongst their friends. Six stars like objects hit nearby surprising everypony. Turner being the most scientifically based immediately rushed over to see what was going on. Ditzy followed close after since her friend had problems with remembering to not get too caught up in his research. The others followed shortly after with Octavia and Lyra being the last. It wasn’t because they were slow and it certainly wasn’t because they stuffed themselves up with snacks before they went. As soon as all six were around the crater the stars went into a dark haze.
Six figures stood up from their respective stars. The first was an overbearing male figure dressed in pirate garb. He even had an eyepatch and peg leg to complete the look but attached to where his right hand was was a large anchor. The second was a very demure looking female wearing a very tight kimono. Her face was expressionless and let no emotion through as light glinted off her two kunai blades. The third was another female with a very ornate robe. She held a small rod with a jewel as the cap piece. The fourth was actually a centaur though instead of the natural look of having horns and red skin this particular centaur resembled the other male figure that had appeared to some degree. He was as old though he wielded several different weapons all at once somehow. The fifth figure was a small female barely bigger than a foal though she wore cat ears and even a tail to match. She also held onto a very large serrated axe that seemed to scream for blood. The last figure was another female dressed up in hunter’s gear with a matching cowboy hat.
The six were blindsided as each star raced along the ground towards their target. The pirate lunged at Ditzy knocking her from the sky while the hunter managed to get Turner when he was distracted. The star that held the female with the kunai blades disappeared for a moment and slammed into Bon Bon from below while the woman in the robe got Lyra from the side. The small foal like female with the cat outfit managed to knock under Octavia’s chin while the centaur like figure trampled Vinyl and melded with her.
The six slowly changed as the star shaped items settled into their respective bodies. Ditzy adjusted her new pirate hat and eyepatch over her lazy eye which disoriented her slightly. Attached to her right hoof was a very large gauntlet with a large anchor that she effortlessly lifted with her strength though her smile was still a joyous one.
Time Turner stood next to her wearing a brown cowboy hat and brown vest though his eyes had hardened and a large thin cannon with an axe attached to the barrel on his back. He seemed to peer off into the horizon seemingly at nothing before pulling out the cannon on his back. With a flip of the trigger a bullet flew out of the barrel and three flies fell to the ground without their wings but very much alive.
Bon Bon was wearing a similar kimono on top of a thin black bodysuit her mane pulled back into a long ponytail. In each hoof was a small kunai blade. She looked a Ditzy who started chortling in glee and resigned herself to silence. There was nothing more to say.
Lyra was wearing an ornate robe and a rod, with an onyx gem adorned a top it, floated around her. Her eyes were cold and dark. As a small insect crawled around her she cruelly stomped it into mush with a gleeful sadistic smirk plastered on her muzzle. The talent around her could use work.
Octavia gleefully trotted in a circle with cat ears on her head adding to the pony ears she also had. The rest of her ensemble included cat paw gloves and a bushy cat tail as well as a large axe attached to her back. She lapped up some milk without too much mind to the others. It was too warm and with a sour frown on her muzzle she pulled out her axe and sliced the table in half. Satisfied, she trotted around in place and rested on the ground watching everypony else go about their own examinations.
Vinyl was the most changed. While she wasn’t a centaur she wore a horse head hood over her own pony head and a ship steering wheel was rotating on her back. Attached to the wheel were five different weapons, a longsword, an axe, a spear, a great sword, and a katana rotating at random intervals while Vinyl merely smiled gleefully. She trotted in place joyfully letting her weapons do the talking as they slashed through several other fence posts that were around.
The six looked at each other and walked off to random locations two by two. The rest of Time Turner’s yard was a mangled mess after their excursion and the rest of Ponyville was none the wiser.
Twilight looked out to the sky as the meteor shower started. All her friends were busy getting ready for their slumber party. Applejack had brought several apple treats which Fluttershy was helping set up on their table. Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash were planning out some pranks for much later while Rarity was setting up some fanciful blankets for them all.
“Twilight get down here we need to get ready for our party!” Pinkie called out as she stuffed her mouth with some cupcakes. The large window in one of the extra large rooms was wide open as they all stared at Twilight who was locked on the meteor shower.
“Yeah Egghead, come on and let’s get the party started.” Rainbow Dash cheered as Twilight merely scowled at the rest.
“Twilight, what’s wrong with you?” Rarity questioned as Twilight chewed on her lip.
“It’s that meteor shower. There wasn’t supposed to be a meteor shower tonight. Luna scheduled that later for the Lunar Equinox Festival. This doesn’t seem right. Spike went to sleep already and I don’t want to wake him up just to send a message.” Twilight groused clearly anxious about things.
“Shoot Twi, I doubt that it wasn’t planned. Y’all know that Luna likes dropping surprises from time to time. I reckon she wanted to do something special, is all.” Applejack advised thinking about it at another angle.
“I think it looks really pretty. It’s always nice to see something like this once in a while…” Fluttershy trailed off as the stars fade from sight.
“I know Fluttershy. It’s just a bit weird.” Twilight pointed out.
“Uh oh. Twitchy tail!” Pinkie suddenly shouted causing everypony to take cover.
Six objects fell from the sky impacting outside the castle causing Twilight’s eye to twitch at the sudden explosion. Her gaze turned to Applejack who merely chuckled sheepishly at the sudden incident.
“Let’s go make sure nothing bad happened.” Twilight sighed out causing everypony to follow along excited at the new adventure that fell in their lap. Spike had managed to remain asleep through it all as well leaving it up to the Elements of Harmony to handle once again.
Outside the ponies crowded around the stars peering at them carefully. Nothing seemed out of place but Twilight didn’t take any chances. Quickly, she placed a shield over the crater making certain Pinkie didn’t get close.
“Aww… I wanted to see them up close.” Pinkie muttered but stopped as her whole body spasmed out of control. “Woah… that was a doozy. Twilight I felt a doozy!”
“That’s rare. So whatcha all think it’s going to be?” Rainbow looked closer at the stars… only to see that it was dark beyond the shield. “Uh… Twilight. The stars thingies are gone.”
“What!?” Twilight screamed and in a moment of panic accidently let go of the shield to see the stars closer.
The dark haze shot out covering the area around them all causing Pinkie Pie to shake even worse as her knees started to feel pinchy. Fluttershy tried to desperately hide somewhere but the haze was everywhere around them. Applejack and Rainbow Dash took aggressive stances while Twilight and Rarity lit up their horns.
From the darkness rose six bipedal figures each of varying heights and ages. The first was female but it looked immensely small in a red dress of some sort. It floated in the air and seemed to have pigtails and wielded a rod with a red and white diamond covered by a jester’s cap. Her smile was incredibly dark and sadistic tendencies seemed to flow off of her. The second female was dressed in a white dress though her large skirt had spears attached to them and she held an even longer spear in her arms. Her neutral grimace said nothing of what she was thinking nor what she was planning to do to the ponies that it came off as unsettling. The last female was short and seemed to wear an animal skin mask, a purple rabbit mask, over her face and held a bow in her right hand. Fluttershy nearly fainted at the sight but the fact that all the figures were made of shadows and seemed malicious kept her from doing so. The fourth was male and seemed to hold an intense gaze over the ponies. He had the an aristocratic air about him and the cape only added to his mysterious nature, only to be shaken when his smile showed fang placed similarly to a vampire. The second male was dressed head to toe in a long robe that covered his entire body leaving only his face and the long blade in his left hand visible. Rarity gaped at the fashion choice but his pale face made her silent throughout her examinations. The last male was actually dressed as a fancy chef complete with a toque covering his head. His strange good looks caused somepony, Rarity, to blush at the sight though the cold look he gave the mares quickly cut that off.
Before the six could respond to their appearance the star holding the chef struck Pinkie before she could warn the others what would happen. Rarity immediately went to check her only to see her silently screaming. Rainbow Dash and Applejack attempted to fight against the star objects with their hooves only for the spear wielding female and the bow wielding female to strike them both down and embed themselves on their bodies.
Fluttershy tried to scream as Twilight held up a shield to protect the two. Rarity tried to rush to their side until the robed male star hit her to the side stuck to her chest. Fluttershy’s screams went unaided as the vampire star and the female doll star broke through the shield and captured their respective ponies leaving them in the same screaming mess as all the others. As quickly as it began, it ended just as suddenly.
Twilight stood up first wearing a red corset and red socks over her hooves. She slowly glided in place as a rod with the jester’s cap floated around in her magical embrace. The sly grin on her face was more predatory than when she had lost her mind back during the Lesson Zero Incident as her friends called it. She immediately flew off not even caring of the other ponies left on the ground.
Fluttershy was second and she had changed extensively. What was once a pegasus had now become one of the thestrals again. Her bat like wings covered her snugly while a fancy dress gown covered her body. Her eyes were still the same bright blue that they always were but her fangs showed just how much she changed. There were a few twitches before she flew off for her cabin ready to rest before the morning sun came up.
Pinkie got up quickly enough to see Fluttershy fly off but did nothing to stop it. Her mane was slicked down but unlike her time depressed it was with purpose. Her body was adorned in chef ware and the toque upon her head was poofed up enough to not get overwhelmed by her mane. The biggest difference was the icy glare she gave everypony before slowly trotting off for Sugarcube Corner. She didn’t try to pronk even one step of the way there.
Applejack awoke with a fright next seemingly unaware of things as all. Her hat was no longer on her head and had morphed into a large brown bunny skin mask that covered her face. On her back was a bow and quiver which she deftly pulled out with tail and used her right hoof to steady. With a sudden pounce she jumped into the forest leaving behind the last two ponies to groggily wake up.
Rarity was second to last of the Mane Six to wake from her sudden slumber. Covered head to hoof in a robe and holding a large saber on her side. Her eyes focused on her clothing but everytime she tried to make changes something would stop her creative mind from working right. Foregoing those thoughts, Rarity slowly trotted away from the area leaving the last of the group behind. Unlike the others she wandered off to a random place, sticking to the shadows just because she could.
Finally Rainbow Dash got up with a sudden start and peered around to make certain that nopony saw her. She was now wearing a strange white dress that had a strange skirt wrapped around her waist covered in spear tips. On her back was another ornate spear though she didn’t seem to find it discomforting. With a careful flap of her wings she shot off for parts unknown leaving nothing but the hoofprints of six ponies and a semi empty castle with a sleeping baby dragon.
Before the last star could hit the ground it was caught by someone who was watching the whole debacle. He slowly twirled it in his talons and looked around through the heavens for where it came noticing two beings stuck between the two dimensional shells. As he slowly floated up to the two trapped beings he noted several different magical signatures interacting with the ponies. It wasn’t that bad just yet for anyone but it was at the very least chaotic. Discord enjoyed the sudden influx but it felt wrong.
Looking into the small pocket dimension he noticed two bipedal beings within shifting between their original form and being turned into a pony. Each time the power shifted them into a quadruped they forced themselves back through their magical might. With a snap of his talons he immediately stopped it from changing them.
“Hm… Looks as though I found something very interesting here.” Discord smirked as the two humans, as he recalled, looked up to him. Neither said anything but the implications were clear.
“Thanks for that. I was starting to exhaust my magic at this point. These old bones of mine can hardly take that much more strain at this point.” The Sage spoke to the chimeric being almost candidly.
“You are very calm about this. We had to continually force our shapes back into being. Thank you for the help we were worried that eventually we would have to deal with the problem in that particular form. It isn’t feasible for us to handle these problems in those forms. I… You only got one of those things that fell to your planet…” The Vampire concernedly stated.
“There were more? Well now that I have your attention, how about you tell me what happened here.” Discord smirked as he created three chairs floating in space and a table with a few sandwiches of various meat and vegetable fillings for an interesting story to come.
Author's Note
So here's the new story. I've worked for a while on this and hopefully I've edited it decently enough even after having three people work on it all night. Still this is an ambitious project of collaboration. Will it work? Hell if I know. Even if it doesn't I can still make the story work.
So this is my Christmas present to you all for a good year. I wrote a story last year and had it be part of Alex Warlorn's Ponies and Dragons series. It was the one where Spike carved out gem statuettes for the Mane Six, Starlight and Trixie. So I thought I'd write something special for all the readers out there. Also the character tags aren't wrong so don't worry too much bout that.
Author's Note
Finally done with things. This chapter was a Herculean effort just to get done. I'll try to be faster but it is a crossover so that is to be determined. Here you go I give you the second chapter of this story.
II. Partnership
Discord sat down with his two guests waiting for them to also take their seats. Both reluctantly did so though carried themselves with that certain air of nobility they seemed to carry. It didn't escape his notice but now was the time for stories not pranks… probably.
“We could be here for days if we recount our entire story. Is there something specific that you would like to know, Sir…?” The taller man held out a hand towards the chimeric entity.
“Ah sorry bout that. I am the Master of Chaos, the Grand Puba of Entropic Madness, and the Delicatessen of Cotton Candy clouds. I am Discord, Spirit of Chaos and (formerly) Disharmony.” Discord announced talking great sweeping waves to increase his ego stroking even more.
“This truly is another world to have someone who controls chaos then. As for me… well I have forgotten my name long ago but those who are around call me Sage Yulyana. I am a humble tailor who is immortal and possesses grand magical power. Though I am decent with a needle and thread and my garments have been the talk of the world for over a century.” Yulyana boasted glossing over the immortality clause he mentioned.
“Neat. And you over there?” Discord chuckled before pointing towards the other.
“Lester DeRosso, heir to the DeRosso family and sole survivor. Also immortal as my… friend over here.” DeRosso answered sweeping his cape back to punctuate his presence.
“Well, I must simply do something special.” Discord cried out as with a snap of his talons each had a gift basket each with the small banner of ‘Welcome to Eternity’ draped across the handles.
The two placed them to the side and worked on the small meals before them. Discord could tell why they were doing so. The furrowed brow on Yulyana and the tapping fingers of DeRosso meant that they were lost in trying to articulate their stories.
“Where do we begin… I suppose we could bore you with our rivalry and what led us to becoming immortal but I think your interest is more on the star that you have held in your hand… though it is more commonly known to those on our world as an Asterisk.” Yulyana started as Discord started to flip said item in his hands playing with it as a toy. Neither of the immortals were worried about it being dropped but the importance of said object needed to be explained.
“An asterisk, eh?” Discord muttered as he stopped flipping the item in the air and took a closer look. Sure enough on the center was the marking of an asterisk and a faint magical glow he couldn't put his talon on shining from within the edges of the mark. “So much magic in such a tiny object. Why is it that the smaller an item is the more powerful it seems to be.”
“Something that has eluded even my best guesses. I assure you that they as powerful as they are do not have any sapience behind them. They are merely conduits for powers that were more rampant in our world long ago.” DeRosso mentioned as he took a sip of tea. It was a strange orange and what he thought was mango blend though he enjoyed the sweetness for what it was.
“You don't say and now several handfuls of these things have struck all around Equestria. I can feel the chaos from them already and it is wonderful. Though what do they do?” Discord poked the small star feeling a lot of magic pulsing beneath the surface and the small subtle feeling of darkness as well. Though even that portion felt muted in that particular asterisk.
“Think of them as training emblems. Each emblem holds a specific job allowing someone to use the abilities that were cultivated over the years for their own purposes. Each holds a century of experience from multiple sources including the two of us.” Yulyana explained as he tossed a small morsel into his mouth catching it with his tongue and chuckling as he was privy to do.
“And the darkness?” Discord broached the subject causing the two to sigh in contemplation.
“An oversight in our design unfortunately. While we were fleeing to hide them… something took the opportunity to corrupt them. It was only for a moment but I could feel that thing reach out to grab them.” DeRosso mentioned causing Yulyana to shudder while Discord watched the display confused.
“Something wrong there?” Discord hardened his stare noticing all the little ticks.
“The darkness corrupted them but not in the way you think. In our world we know that there are two beings who seem to be trying to lead Luxendarc down the path to destruction. One of those beings controls space while the other controls time. Unfortunately, we don't have much information on those two. The only thing we know for certain is that there are two beings out there looking especially towards its destruction.” Yulyana briskly stated with a small chuckle. It sounded harsh and actually frightened.
“They control those two domains in particular? Sounds familiar.” Discord muttered into his food as he took a bite. He looked particularly annoyed for some reason.
“Yes. From our findings we have found names for the two beasts. Ouroboros, the one who controls space and feeds on the vanquished for his own amusement. He has had a hand in ripping apart dimensional barriers just to facilitate his feeding. The monster enjoys his derision of reality in any way possible.” DeRosso answered glaring to no one in particular.
“My… that is quite terrifying isn't it? And the other?” Discord slurped up some of his tea though he didn't seem all that worried before dispelling the darkness that was trying to seep into the asterisk.
“From what I could actually learn from very elusive sources… it is the manifestation of time known only as Providence. At least I think that is the name. When we were tossed into the portal several memories were jammed into my head facilitating this conversation. I'll admit… had I been a weaker mind I wouldn't be able to speak of this topic at this point.” Yulyana grimaced as he rubbed his temple seemingly trying to ease the pain.
“Hm… that wormhole does look dangerous. So what did you want me to do with this thing? I shunted all the darkness that was building up in it already.” Discord casually stated showing off the bright asterisk.
“Did you now? Hm… if you are not going to stop the asterisks from causing chaos I would suggest finding heroes to do so. The chaos from their battles should be delightfully entertaining for someone such as you.” DeRosso answered peering at the now purified star.
“You think that wise without at least some instruction of some sort?” Yulyana chided his old friend.
“That does sound like fun. Though why not you two?” Discord giggled with glee.
“We have fought long and hard not to transform into a quadrupedal form. Should we get any closer then we would have to relearn our skills from scratch without the use of hands. Besides… this wormhole has me worried more than I want to admit.” Yulyana frowned as he looked back at the portal. It was slowly widening throughout their conversation.
“Hm… I think I have just the pony for the job. She got off a bit too easy for my tastes and needs to pull her weight in making amends.” Discord sadistically grinned as he tossed the asterisk up and with a quick whip of his tail slapped it back down to Equus… more specifically near Klugetown where that particular mare was trying to make a new life for herself.
“Now that that is taken care of… what of this?” DeRosso pointed at the portal unsheathing his sword and taking position.
“We handle whatever tries coming through.” Yulyana stated.
“Ooh I'll help out. Something this exciting can do with a little more… randomness.” Discord mentioned giggling the entire time.
A giant laser shot straight for the planet forcing Discord to conjure a mirror to reflect it. Gulping, he nervously turned to the portal noting a large insect like appendage breaking it further. Then a second portal opened allowing two large stone hands to widen it further.
“Well… I seemed to have spoken too soon, didn't I.” Discord sneered at the two beings trying to break through.
“Discord… allow us to remain at the forefront. Your magic can stop them from annihilating your planet. We shall be the vanguard and halt these foes in their place.” Yulyana stated as he lifted his staff with the spinning wheel high aloft his head facing Ouroboros.
“It is for the best. We can’t stop their widespread assaults but the two of us can act as shields provided that you are willing?” DeRosso asked the draconequus as he faced Providence.
“Who do you think you’re talking to? I’d never let them hurt my dear friend Fluttershy.” Discord proudly stated as he stayed in the back and enhanced the two for every swing with his chaos magic.
With a quick with of his claw Discord segregated their combat area wrapping the five beings within the confines of his magic. Ouroboros attempted to break through the chaos only to be smacked into Providence. While pissed Providence attempted to use its mastery of time to shunt the three into a stopped timeline. Discord would snap his claws before it got too bad and broke the attempts.
While strong, Discord’s attacks did nothing to the two beings who tanked the chaos magic with their bodies. It was a stalemate of sorts as the chaos magic broke the fatal attacks or escape maneuvers that the two were trying to pull off. Yulyana and DeRosso managed to cause the fatal wounds… then Ouroboros would pull in one of his other selves from a different dimension to continue fighting while Providence would restore its time back to the beginning of battle.
“I hope your champion is skilled Discord.” Yulyana growled out as he knocked another limb off of the current Ouroboros he was facing.
“As do I.” DeRosso mentioned disabling one of Providence’s hand.
“I hope so.” Discord grimaced as he sent another world annihilating laser away from the planet.
Klugetown. A hive of villainy and scum far outside the Equestrian border and still part of the Storm King’s dominion. After the fated Canterlot Invasion several areas within his control fell to anarchy and in fighting… except for Klugetown.
As the main causeway for trade and business the local militia made certain to get rid of the more… violent opposition. There were several new bone piles that covered the Bone Dry Desert until the sands could cover them back up. Slowly, the town had called back on their older currency before the rise of the Storm King.
Several gold coins called gil were slowly placed into a bag and tied off. It was the start of her… new life back in a place that held so many memories. Tempest Shadow was back in Klugetown.
Known by her real name, Fizzlepop Berrytwist, had been fully sentenced a few days prior to a sort of community service. Though to assuage her own guilt she chose the most out of the way venue in order not to be stared at by the ponies around her. She already got enough staring due to her broken horn. She didn't need more stares after she assisted in the capture of four out of the five princesses of Equestria as well.
It didn't help that the draconequus wanted to be her jailer. It was one meeting and she'd rather have been placed in the dungeons and left to rot. Instead she got one of the guards who had fought to save ponies during the occupation. The sudden clink of his crystal leg always tapped across the ground as he came to check on her.
Unfortunately, he had been forced to move his entire life over to Klugetown. Luckily, he wasn't as mad about the leg since he punted the one who did it a while back.
“Welcome back Fizzlepop. Ready for your community service?” The thestral guard asked through his hardened stare which made her slightly uncomfortable.
He never smiled. Dusk Orchid, as he was called, was one of the night guards who had fought during the invasion in a brutal night ops mission which had left him without his front right leg which was now made of crystal courtesy of Princess Luna and Princess Cadence.
“Yeah… just lead the way.” Tempest answered completely unperturbed by his demeanor. Ironically, his no nonsense tone made it easier to work together as professionals. He was doing a job and she was following through with it.
“Today we’re fixing one of the windmills that was destroyed during your chase of Princess Twilight and the other Elements of Harmony. Grubber has been getting several of your former soldiers ready to go and we shall be fixing up everything we can. Afterwards we'll work on the report to Princess Celestia and knock another day off of your community service.” Dusk mentioned keeping his wings folded as the two walked down the Main Street past several of the people in town.
Fishmen, Turtle Beings, and other creatures stared at the two ponies. Clearly everyone was on edge because of Tempest walking freely through town. Several more were uncertain of the other pony with the bat like wings. Nobody messed with him after he had almost caved in a hapless passerby who had tried to steal his bit pouch. A reinforced crystal leg could do that to anyone when it was aimed for a head.
As the two made way for the wrecked industrial section of the town it was clear that everyone was on edge for something far different than the two ponies. The sky had darkened but it clearly wasn't rain. Something was going on and there was little either could do about. So they ignored it.
“When we get there check in with Grubber to see what we need to accomplish today. You'll be taking charge of Beta company. Any questions Fizzlepop?” Dusk spoke over his shoulder making certain he looked the mare in the eye.
“No. Everything is clear as crystal.” Tempest agreed not wanting to get into another argument. Those eventually devolved to semantics and circular logic because neither side wanted to lose. She really didn't feel it was the best day for such a thing.
“I'll be taking Alpha in to clear the interior. We'll meet up around three or so. I've already informed Grubber so he'll make certain we keep on track. I'm… trusting you to keep everyone on task Fizzlepop. Good luck.” Dusk hesitated slightly but eventually mentioned his plan before flapping his wings for Alpha company.
“Yeah… thanks boss stallion.” Tempest whispered out. It had been a long time since she was trusted to do something on her own initiative since Princess Twilight had asked her to provide fireworks for a few of the festivities.
She slowly got to work watching the sky turn ominously darker. Beta company was in rare form for the day and the small factory they worked on was refurbished at a brisk pace. It would take a bit longer to fix but visible progress had been made and the mill wheel had been replaced and made to move once again.
It had been a productive morning.
The Serpent’s Gate was one of the more intricate looking bars that actually existed within the town’s limits. Owned by one of the largest crime families that worked with Verko, a known slave trader, it stood the testament of time. Selling the most exquisite liquors and spirits this side of the Bone Dry Desert.
“Arsene? What are you still doing here?” Selene, a lizardfolk woman, peered over at the large cat before her.
“What? I’m just here to have a couple drinks, and to chat up one of the loveliest bartenders in Klugetown.” Arsene smirked, downing another drink.
“Your money’s no good around here. Remember storm bucks don’t work anymore and you still don’t have any gil. Only reason you got those drinks are cause you know beauty when you see it.” Selene muttered as she put away several more glasses while some of the fish people at the end of the bar tried to get her attention.
“Well it wasn’t my money purr-say.” He muttered to himself. “Ah, such a fate to befall an innocent nomad. Where the economy changes suddenly, leaving him broke.” He announced dramatically.
“Mm-hm… Like they all say. Charm only goes so far, Arsene. How about you actually get a job you bum. At least then we wouldn’t be having these conversations over and over again.” Selene grumbled as she poured out some dragon ale for the patrons as the end of the bar sliding them down as smoothly as possible.
Arsene sighed, “You know how hard odd jobs are to come by nowadays. Plus, I’m never in one place for very long. So currency changes wherever I go. Such as the life of a nomad. But seeing as my charm had got me this far, I feel at least a little content.”
“Better than being a pickpocket, isn’t it?” Selene hissed under her breath stabbing a knife between his fingers.
“Whoa! Hey, simmer down honey. Besides, you can tell alot about a guy by their wallet.” Arsene pulled out a brown wallet from his pocket. “I mean look at this guy. He’s got a picture with his lady, and oooh! A picture of him and another girl behind it. Scandalous, huh?”
Selene dragged Arsene by his collar forcing him nearly cheek to cheek. “You stole from one of Verko’s men. They put a hit on you and the only reason they aren’t doing anything yet is cause I actually like you around. You actually pay your tab.” Selene whispered in a growling tone.
The Felician chuckled nervously. “And that’s why I like you. So…” He reached into the wallet and pulled out some gil. “Here’s for my drinks, and a big tip for you to say I just found the wallet on the streets.”
“God damn it Arsene… Head upstairs and tap on the red pipe five times. When it does travel down the path and take your first right… then left, then right and right again. You’ll probably be able to dodge the worst of them.” Selene glared at the mangy cat before tilting her head towards the stairs.
“Thanks for the tip Selene.” He got up, hung his satchel over his shoulders and followed her instructions. “Next time we see each other. I’ll treat you to a purr-fect night.”
“Sure you will, you hopeless flirt.” Selene grumbled as the sound of shouting came from outside the bar. “Go!”
“Thanks!” Arsene rushed up the stairs and followed Selene’s exact directions. All while avoiding being seen by Verko’s lackies.
While still on the chase, he used his feline agility to make his way to the roof of a tall building. Several of the pipes were useful as footholds. The sound of the metal ringing out was drowned out by the shouts of the thugs rushing through the alleyways. Avoiding another group of lackeys, Arsene managed to reach the rooftops.
“Hmph, I guess what they say is true. People seldom look up.” He said, looking up at the sky.
“Alpha! Get those girders in place already!” A female voice called out. “Where’s the blacksmiths we called in to get things done?”
The voice caught his attention as he looked for its source. There he saw a mare ordering around a group of former Storm Guards.
“Well look at that. Looks like the Storm Guards are cleaning up their act. Never thought I’d see the day. Especially when taking orders from that doll.” Arsene muttered to himself.
“How’s progress!” A thestral flapped down near the mare looking over the group working over things.
“We got the outside cleared out and are ready to fix everything up.” The mare replied before trotting off too far out of range of his hearing.
Arsene whistled impressed, “And a royal guard? Didn’t think the almighty princesses influence reached this hell hole.”
“There he is!” A voice called out as the sound of scaled pipes and torn wood coming from below.
“Ah, looks like it’s time for my exit.” The Felician jumped from his spot towards another rooftop, continuing the chase.
“Don’t let him get away!” Another voice yelled out as the group started to fire crossbow bolts in his direction.
“C’mon man! It was just a couple of gil. I didn’t even tell anyone about the photo’s.” Arsene yelled, dodging another bolt. After a few more bolts were fired Arsene got tired of the chase and decided to hide somewhere. ‘And I know just the cat to go to.’ He thought to himself.
The chase continued until he was finally able to shake of his pursuers. He quickly made his way towards one of the many towers in Klugetown. He knocked on the door, and another Felician answered. Although his fur was more of a burnt orange, green eyes, and a red jacket over his shoulders.
The moment they saw each other, they both smiled.
“Nice to see you again bro.” The orange Felician greeted.
“Same to you Capper.” The two of them bro hugged and laughed. “Listen, I gotta hide out here for a bit. I tipped off a ‘big boss’ and he’s got his goons snooping around.”
“Been there.” Capper laughed. “Stay as long as you need, us Felicians gotta stick together.”
“Okay…” Iron muttered, walking around town and just looking at the town. “What to do…”
“Hey, you! Griffon! Have you seen a mangy felician running around here?” A large lizard man dressed in a suit with several metal plates attached to him asked.
“And why do you ask?” The griffon asked curiously.
“He stole from a friend of mine just as he was about to take his mate out for the first time this week. Jerk even stole the photos they took together of their six month anniversary.” The lizard man explained gasping for breath as he held his claws on his knees. “I’m getting too old for this.”
“Maybe retire to somewhere that doesn't look like it's been hit by one too many powerful storms.” Iron pointed out. “But what did he steal besides photos? Got to be pretty important if you’re exhausting yourself like that.”
“I don’t know. All my buddy said was that it was important and between him and her. Most likely something saucy. Now have you seen them or not?” The lizard man finally caught his breath standing back up and getting ready to move on.
“Sadly no, I just started looking around town after I arrived.” The griffon said. “But what does the Felician look like if I may ask? Maybe I can keep an eye out to help.”
“Black fur, wears a brown coat, and red gloves. There’s only two Felicians in town and the other one hasn’t seen him as far as we know. Talk to Riptooth over at the Serpent’s Gate if you do and you’ll get a cut of the bounty that they put on him.” The lizard man explained before rushing off through another alley.
Iron was going to ask where Serpent’s Gate was but was too late when the lizard man rushed off. “Oh well…” Iron Wing sighed out before flying up and taking a look around town for said person. “I've heard this isn't a pleasant town… hmm… ” He muttered to himself, wondering if he should learn the thief’s side before everything. “First visit here and already looking for a thief… well better than walking around aimlessly.” He told himself quietly as he searched the town for the thief.
“Have you found him yet!” Another voice rang out.
“Not over here!” Another voice answered.
“Keep looking! There’s no justice out here and someone has to stand up for the ones who get robbed!” A much deeper voice calls out from one of the largest lizard man ever.
“But Ragnar, we haven’t seen hide nor hair of him since he went to the rooftops. We’ve been looking for the past two hours.” One of the lizard men replied to Ragnar.
“Then get on the roofs!” Ragnar shouted as he grabbed the lizard man who talked back and threw him up into the air and onto the roof. “All of you widen your search!”
“Well… someone's pissed.” Iron frowned. “Must be pretty important to find that thief.” He muttered, looking down to see all the lizard men and wondering what he would find. “I wonder what Ragnar looks like?” He muttered, having clear sight on all of them with his griffon sight.
There was a large lizard man with several cyan scales standing with a large anchor in his claw. He wore a very inspired formal wear alongside a tricorn hat. He tossed a few more lizardmen onto the roof as they spread out throughout the town.
“That's a pirate if I've ever seen one… ” Iron muttered, never actually seeing a pirate but knowing full well of a general theme of pirates. “Okay… might as well find the thief before they do.” He muttered before flying faster to find the thief before the anchor wielding lizard got to him.
Unbeknownst to all around Klugetown a small meteor was hurtling down to the planet below courtesy of the chaos spirit was had thrown the asterisk of the freelancer down to the earth below. Unknown to all parties something else followed along trying desperately to bite at the star missing thanks to how it was thrown. It was as if it had a mind of its own.
The two headed dog, known only as Orthrus, the harbinger of doom, followed along chomping at the bit only to falter as it reached the outer atmosphere of the planet with both falling straight towards Klugetown ready to strike planetside with a large bang.
“Hey! Do you see that up there?” Dusk Orchid muttered as he looked up to the sky ready to see whether it was time to stop or not.
“What is it?” Tempest growled out after finishing another part of the waterwheel and the building it was attached to.
A large meteor struck further from their area striking a portion of the city far outside the work area the two were set to clean up.
“Luna damn it all… come on. Let's cut more of your community service out by checking whether there were any injured.” Dusk sighed as the clinking of his crystal leg lead the way.
“Fine.” Tempest looked back at her former soldiers but quickly changed her mind. “All of you get some rest. I'll take care of things with him from here.”
The Storm Guards all nodded and a few wished her well on her hunt. It wasn't exactly a hunt but she accepted the well wishes without too much problem. There was something going on.
Iron Wing hovered in the air as he looked to where the meteor landed. “Should I keep looking for the thief or look into that crash?” Iron muttered to himself. “Maybe the thief will look to see what crashed…”
He wondered, thinking this was some comic book and either an alien appeared or some special metal from space landed here. “Eh screw it.” He shrugged before flying off to investigate the crash. Iron flew around, looking down at the ground just in case anyone else was moving towards the crash site . “Wonder if anyone else is heading there?”
“Hurry up and get over there! Let's secure that thing whatever it is before anyone else gets to it!” A loud booming voice called out revealing the same large lizard man from earlier was ordering several other lizardmen to race towards the impact site. That was Ragnar, the large lizard man captain.
“Well looks like he wants the thing…” Iron muttered, grabbing his steel lance just in case and readying it. Iron looked at all his new targets, seeing several start to separate a bit too much. “First blood…” He growled to himself, seeing one go down an alleyway thinking it was a shortcut as he dove down silently and swiftly, driving the spear head straight through the lizard man's head.
“Hey head out for the position already! We don't got all day!” Ragnar shouted out roaring almost. The lizardmen all rushed ahead with a few stragglers trying to get their gear together. Ragnar led the charge leaving nothing to chance and clearly wanting to handle things himself.
Iron took his spear out of the dead lizard man’s head and took to the sky, looking at the stragglers, he noted that they were all in a rush and not entirely paying attention to their surroundings. The griffon dove down again, this time grabbing one by the throat when the others weren't looking and flew up fast, the force of the grab crushing his windpipe as he stabbed the Lizard in the heart, diving down into an alley and dumping the body as he swiftly went back up.
Iron’s third target got up and tried to get back with the group. He got up only to be tackled into an alleyway by him. Then Iron proceeded to rip his throat out brutally, breaking one of his legs before flying away quickly.
The fourth and fifth lizard got all their gear together, only for the forth one to have a spear pierce through his skull and the fifth one having razor sharp talons rip through the fifth one before he had a chance to call for backup.
Iron grabbed his spear out of the fourth lizards head and found his sixth target running, the griffon taking to the sky with his bloodied spear and diving again, this time he slashed into the back of the lizards neck, the blade sinking in half way through his neck before hitting the lizards spine, the sound of it breaking under the force was heard to the griffon, pulling the spear head out of the dead lizards neck. “Six down...seven to go…” He growled, taking off into the sky in search for the rest of the pirates.
Arsene was sleeping on the hammock in Capper’s house. Nodding the afternoon away. His peaceful nap would have continued, were it not for the rumbling he heard through the air.
“What’s that racket?” He yawned as he sat up. “Is the water wheel off its bearings again?”
He looked out the window to see something falling from the sky. He watched it as it abruptly hit the ground, making the earth shake beneath him.
“Whoa! Capper, did you see that?” He asked, only to not receive an answer. “Oh, he must have left.”
Her turned his attention back towards where the object had landed. Smirking, he grabbed his coat, strapped on his gloves, and jumped out the window. Landing on a nearby roof.
“Meteorite huh? Pretty curious, especially for a cat. Might even fetch a nice price.” He said to himself, before parkouring his way towards the meteor.
“Have you found him yet!? The Tartarus is wrong with you all and where are the other idiots!?” A large colossal Lizard man screamed out. “I don't care anymore. I'll secure the thing that fell and you find that fucking cat and skin him. He'll pay for stealing from us!”
“Yes Ragnar!” The lizardmen all saluted before racing off from him as Ragnar ran off for where the meteorite fell.
Arsene watched the whole exchange from a roof high enough above them for them to not notice him. “Man, that’s some determination for a cheating scumbag. That girl of his must be good in the sack.” Arsene mused. “But if he’s on his way to the meteorite, then I’ll probably meet him sooner than later.”
His attention shifted to Ragnar’s goons. “Those are probably his lackies, and probably the only ones who know who I am. Might miss out on the meteor, but taking care of them first will make it easier for me to walk around this town. Might as well take them out and pry the meteor from Ragnar later.”
With Ragnar’s six underlings, they continued to scour the city for any sign of Arsene. After moments of finding absolutely nothing, a stone landed right in front of them.
“Yo!” They looked up and saw Arsene standing on a roof of a one story building. “You looking for me? Your cheating boss must really want that gil back. Or maybe it’s the photos of him and the other girl, whoever she is.” he mocked them as he turned to run.
“Get him!” One of the grunts yelled as they gave chase.
The goons chased the Felician for what felt like a marathon. All the while, Arsene kept running with a knowing smirk on his face. Almost as if leading them somewhere.
After another moment of chasing, Arsene ducked down in what looks like an abandoned building. When the goons entered, all they saw was a large warehouse filled to the brim with scrapes of wood, metal, and whatever was left of scrap that was left over material from all over Klugetown.
“We got him cornered boys.” The lead goon told his fellow underlings. “This place only has one exit, let’s split up and bring that cat down.” The others nodded and they split up.
Through the whole warehouse, the only thing that could be heard was eerie silence. One of goons found themselves surrounded by large shards of mirrors all around him. Somewhere small, some were larger than a traditional mirror, and all were very sharp.
“Hey.” Arsene’s voice rung through the air. The goon looked around for the source, and found Arsene standing in the open. “I’m right here lizard lips. I’m guessing you get a bonus if you take me down, so this is the best chance you’ll probably get.”
The goon charged towards Arsene, sword raised and ready to cleave him in half. He swung his sword down upon Arsene.
*Shatter!*
Only to reveal it was only a mirror, and on the other side was a pit full of more mirror shards. The goon thought fast, and grabbed the ledge he fell from. He hung there for dear life, until he heard the soft patter of footsteps walk up to the ledge. Above him was a Arsene, looking down on him with his glowing amber eyes.
“Hey there, I’m here to deliver some bad luck.” Was all the Felician said, before he stomped on the lizards talons. The goons eyes only widened as he fell, and was silently impaled by the multiple shards below ending his life.
Two more goons were searching together for the Felician. Turning over every scrap of junk, and turning every corner to find him.
The two of them were searching on opposite sides of each other, solely focused on finding the cat.
“This is gonna take forever.” The first goon groaned.
“Well we can’t stop looking. Boss will be mad if we don’t get that cat’s hide and his wallet.” The second goon retorted.
The first goon sighed, “I know. Just really bunk that the boss gives us a hard time when he’s the one cheating.” he continued to ramble on.
During his rambling, the second goon continued to search through the junk. Until glowing amber eyes suddenly appeared, as two arms wrapped around his mouth and neck. He was pulled into the junk, without his partner noticing.
“... And we don't even get nothing out of it. You know what I mean?” The second goon finished his rambling. He turned around, to see that he was alone. “Dude? Where’d you go?” He looked around the area for his partner, without noticing the shadowy figure dropping behind him.
Arsene grabbed ahold of the lizard goons throat to stop him from screaming. “Sorry scales, out of luck.” He raised his paw, and retracted his very sharp claws. Arsene plunged the claws into the lizards neck. The goons body spazzed until it fell lifelessy on the ground.
The last three goons were slowly making their way further and further into the warehouse. Cautiously and slowly searching for Arsene.
The leader walked farther ahead as the other two stuck closer together. “He must be here somewhere. He couldn’t have moved so far without us noticing.”
The two other underlings continued to search, until they felt a tap on their shoulders. Making one look to the left and the other to the right. They looked confused, until two hands grabbed their faces and smashed the back of their heads together, effectively knocking them out.
“You’re right. Probably cause I’m not trying to run.” Arsene’s voice called out.
The leader quickly turned around to see Arsene standing above his two comrades. “There you are you fleabag!” He said as he pulled out his blade. “You may have taken out these two, but when the others get here we’ll have you outnumbered.”
“I wouldn’t count on it. I took care of those idiots already. Ain’t it hard to find good help nowadays?” Arsene taunted.
“Bastard!” The leader charged directly towards Arsene and swung his blade do slice hime up. Only to have Arsene slide between his legs to avoid the attack. Before he was fully through though, Arsene sliced both his legs with his claws to incapacitate him.
“All you goons are the same. I’d say you’re more bronze than brains, but bronze would have been harder to pierce.” Arsene smirked.
“Damn you! When the boss hears about this, you’re dead!” The leader clutched his legs in pain.
“By boss, you mean Ragnar right? Not this Verko fellow?” The Felician asked.
The leader raised his brow in confusion. “Of course Ragnar. A stolen wallet ain’t worth telling the big boss, especially if it’s some Felician trash like you.”
“That’s all I needed to hear.” Was all Arsene said before turning around and walked off.
“Where are you goin? This ain’t over!” the leader yelled, trying to get back to his feet.
Arsene stopped before turning around and picked up one of the goons swords. “Yeah it is. Not quit your lucky day is it?” He threw the sword towards the lead goon, only to have it wiff past him.
“You gotta work on your aim.” The leader taunted, before he heard a rumble.
“Wasn’t aiming at you.” Arsene booked out of of the Warehouse.
The leader slowly turned around to see a very large and unstable pile of junk starting to fall towards him.
“Damn.” Were the last words he uttered before he and his comrades were buried by the avalanche of sharp and heavy scrap.
Arsene exited the Warehouse, leaving behind all the chaos in his wake.
“Well that’s taken care of. Now to find that meteor.” He dusted himself off, before booking it towards where the meteorite landed.
“Well here it is… weird.” Dusk flapped down into the crater as Tempest stood at the edge.
“What is it then?” Tempest shouted out and not receiving an answer. With an eye roll she slid down into the crater and smacked him on the shoulder. “Didn't you hear me? What is it?”
“It looks like a star but its hexagonal. See? I'm gonna pick it up.” Dusk answered and immediately lifted his crystal leg.
“Well at least you're not stupid enough to use your good leg. But just give me a sec.” Tempest stopped him and quietly shuffled behind him. “Okay go ahead.”
“You are a wealth of faith in my ability to be a meat shield.” Dusk deadpanned giving the crazy mare a glare to go along.
“Lost a horn already. Don't need to lose anything else, thank you very much.” Tempest shot back giving him a equal harsh glare.
Rolling his eyes, he reached for the star as it attached magically to the end of his hoof. Lifting it up, Tempest decided it was safe enough to get out of cover and look over the star. It pulses with pure magic as the two were suddenly shaken off their hoods as another impact went off behind them.
“I knew I should have expected something to happen the moment I touched it. I had this feeling that something would happen.” Dusk sighed as he flapped his way out of the crater with Tempest easily bounding out of it with a few careful jumps.
“Ah there is a glorious treasure at the end of this rainbow. Now be good ponies and hand that over.” A deep booming voice calmly stated as it came closer to the two of them.
“Who are you?” Dusk called out keeping the star beneath his wing.
“That's Ragnar… he used to be one of Storm King’s shipping associate. Though I see he decided to get a raise.” Tempest sneered as she felt her eyes half lid from the sheer anger she felt at the moment.
“Ah Commander Tempest. Sorry to hear you decided to crawl back on your knees back here. I won't be following you ever again as it goes.” Ragnar darkly chuckled as he pulled out his giant anchor axe and held it against his shoulder.
The impact crater behind him also started to rumble as a large two headed dog climbed out of it. It slowly ambled over to Ragnar and carefully took his side.
“Looks like I have help on my side for this.” Ragnar slyly grinned as it growled out releasing flames from the left side and ice from the right side.
Ragnar readied his anchor axe and threw it out at Dusk who took off into to air dodging the blow and the chain that followed while Tempest jumped over the chain weaving into the alleys. The two headed dog fired off a large wave of ice which hit surrounding debris and froze it on impact.
“Ha! Look at this dog. It's great! Come on, let's deal with these two idiots who are keeping us from our destiny. Our destiny of being rich!” Ragnar cried out laughing the entire way.
Dusk dove down as Ragnar reeled in the chain quickly striking him back into one of the impact craters causing the anchor fall on his gut knocking the wind out of him. Orthrus looked back and blew flames out of its left maw causing him to dive under him dodging the flames as he flew under the beast.
As he was distracted Tempest rushed in using her magic to fire off several fireworks into the ice blowing face. With a quick sharp turn she spin kicked the beast’s right face and used her magic to explode underneath him before rushing off with Dusk for another alley.
“You won't get away from me!” Ragnar shouted out as he jumped out of the crater holding his anchor up as he rushed after them. The dog went beneath him picking him up and chased after them.
The two rushed off and while Dusk could have flown off he didn't leave Tempest behind. He would do his duty regardless of what would happen and that required her reformation. Ragnar actually threw his anchor wildly using the momentum to continually bring it back to his hand without much trouble.
“I will have that treasure!” Ragnar screamed out as the dog breathed out a large cloud of ice and fire which chased after the pair.
Dusk took off grabbing Tempest as she held onto the small star dodging the cloud before it could freeze or burn them alive.
“You can go buck yourself Ragnar!” Tempest shouted out as Ragnar screamed out.
“Gotta land… arm hurts… “ Dusk groaned as he landed on one of the nearby roofs.
Orthrus took the chance to grab onto the walls and climb up with Ragnar, who held on as he continued his pursuit. He wasn't paying attention to all his surroundings though as he was tunnelvisoned upon getting the treasure.
Iron saw the pirate captain and his new two headed dog friend chasing two ponies. “Well...might as well be a hero.” He said before dive bombing towards the Lizard and dog, thrusting his spear into the dog's side and using the force from the dive bomb to do more damage.
Without waiting for the griffon to shift positions Ragnar grabbed one of the wings of the griffon and used the broadside of his anchor to knock him over towards the ponies. The sudden thunk sound caused Tempest to turn around and attempt to catch him. Her magic was too wild and instead caused him to fall back on his talons and paws.
“Sorry about that. Still learning my strength.” Tempest idly spoke as she kept her eyes on Ragnar. Orthrus looked harmed but kept strong as he turned towards the griffon.
“Note to self...go for the guy with the big weapon first.” Iron said while shaking his head. “Ow. But thanks for at least catching me.” He said while readying himself for the dog and lizardman.
“Oh look, the big chicken who was supposed to be helping me out. What happened to finding that thief?” Ragnar growled out as he held his axe at the ready and Orthrus went into a very aggressive pose.
“Do I chase a thief that stole from a pirate, or do I fight the pirates that have probably helped bad guys?” Iron asked bluntly. “Gee I wonder.” He deadpanned.
“And my men? Those who did nothing to you?” Ragnar growled out as Orthrus barked menacingly.
“And the people that did nothing to you or your men that you probably killed get a free pass because I'm fighting back?” Iron asked.
“Ha! The justification of a sociopath. A murderer after my own heart.” Ragnar praised as he turned to the ponies. “Give me the star or else things get ugly.”
“You can go to Tartarus for all I care. You won't have this!” Dusk roared out grabbing the star back from Tempest and keeping it under his wing as he pulled out his wing blades and prepared for the fight.
“Less talking more hitting!” Tempest shouted as she knelt low into her usual battle stance.
Orthrus roared out and immediately charged forward while Ragnar wielded his anchor axe spinning it around like a turbine. Dusk flapped up and back while Tempest backed up to the edge, Iron taking to the sky along with Dusk.
In the distance, Arsene leaped over another rooftop to see the fight happening.
“Dang, Ragnar got here first.” Arsene said to himself. But while surveying the area, he saw a bat pony holding his objective. “But they got the treasure.” He thought for a moment, before sighing reluctantly. “Losing one treasure better be worth it.” Was all he said before he leaped towards the fight.
Ragnar tossed out his anchor upward following the two flyers as it hooked around Dusk pulling him down towards Orthrus.
Iron dove down and thrust his spear into Orthrus again, trying to distract the thing before it could hit Dusk.
Ragnar continued his struggle to force down the bat pony, but he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned to see no one, and suddenly he felt a sharp pain coursing through his arm that’s holding the chain. Ragnar screamed in pain while his leaving him completely distracted. Taking that chance Arsene snuck up behind Ragnar and kicked his dominant arm causing the anchor axe’s chain to lose its tautness giving enough slack for the bat pony to escape.
Tempest charged in sparking her horn as cascading magic flowed off from her as she rolled underneath Orthrus’s fire and ice breath which joined together and saturated the field. With a quick burst of magic sending Orthrus up into the air jostling Ragnar. It didn't care and reorientated itself back to face the prey it had found.
Iron moved to the side and stabbed at the things heads, thinking if body shots didn't faze it much he might as well go for the head. The spear went through the jaw and through where the brain would be. Instead of disorienting it, the large beast twisted that head and slammed the griffin into the ground before tossing him into the thestral who had tried to charge in sending the two sprawling onto the floor.
“That’s one tough pet you got there lizard breath.” Arsene retorted, still clinging to Ragnar’s arm with his claws. “Your lady friend give him to you? Or was it the other one?”
“The hell!?” Iron squawked, not understanding how the thing was even alive when it was stabbed through its brain.
“Get off of me!” Disco growled out as he kicked the griffon of his body. There was a moment where he had to reattach his arm.
Tempest was doing her best out of the group managing to stay out of range of the constant breath attacks while Ragnar attempted to squash the mangy cat that was bothering him with his weapon less arm.
“Can’t get rid of me that easy! Can’t say the same for your goons.” Arsene tried to endure the rough throws of the lizard only to finally be flung away a great distance. Orthrus then grabbed Arsene by the tail and tossed him over to the side flinging him towards the ponies and griffon.
Iron moved over and caught Arsene, putting him down. “Hi.” Iron says to the feline simply. “Friend or just want this pirate dead?”
“Little bit of both.” Arsene got back to his feet. “We can talk about it later. I’m feeling frisky and ready for a fight.”
“Ladies less talking for fighting. I feel like I'm repeating myself now!” Dusk yelled out charging for Orthrus using his wings to push through the flames and ice breath before burying his wing blades into the ice head’s eyes. It shook around wildly before the flame head turned to burn him.
Iron moved towards the fire head and drove his spear into that heads eye while it was distracted.
From the opposite side, Arsene swiftly slid below the Ice head. Quickly slashing its neck with his claws.
Tempest took the opportunity and jumped into the fray using her magic to explode in their face causing the two head to darken falling to the floor dead as Ragnar jumped off before it could dissolve into shadows.
“You worthless bastards. Getting in my way. I will have that star!” Ragnar growled out readying his axe. Before he could charge in the shadows of Orthrus raced into Ragnar forcing itself down his throat. Within seconds his right arm turned to fire and his left turned to ice.
“Excuse me but what the hell just happened?” Iron asked, his eyes wide at seeing the strange actions being taken here and how Ragnar suddenly gained fire and ice arms.
“Does it matter!? Take him down!” Dusk called out as he flew around the lizardman taking stock of his movement.
“Easier said than done Bats!” Arsene yelled, dodging a flurry of fire being shot towards him.
“I agree with the Felician, this is a lot more than just fighting a lizard with a giant anchor.” Iron said while dodging a swing from the lizards anchor, trying to find a good time to strike when ice shards weren't being flung at him as well.
“If any one of us has a plan it would be really welcome!” The Felician dove towards the lizardman, slashing at his ice arm. Only for it to have little effect, and to be smacked away.
“Try to go for the legs and cripple him.” Iron said, trying to bring up something as he tried using his spears reach and his speed to try and stab his legs, but having to mostly dodge because of the fire being shot at him.
“The star will be mine!” Ragnar kept firing off his fire and ice attacks.
While distracted, behind him Tempest and Dusk charged to attack. Tempest shot her magic at his unprotected back and Dusk swiped his wing blades at his left leg.
The griffon noticed Ragnar buckle to having his leg cut, dashing forward and thrusting his spear into the lizards chest, hoping to hit before he could react.
With a shuddering growl Ragnar fell to his knees before falling onto his back. The dread pirate died of blood loss and the star was safe from his grasp. Before the four could fully introduce themselves the star immediately blasted with a pulse of magic striking all four involved sending them unconscious as the four were now bound by fate to the Asterisks.
