Twilight's Travels In The Multiverse

Twilight was running as fast as her currently short legs could take her, the Jem’hadar had raided her home and she had barely gotten Lwaxana and Homn out of the house.

Twilight panted as she was watching for incoming fire. She was blocking beams of death from striking Lwaxana and Homn as they ran into more and more enemies. Jem’hadar had begun following Twilight like a bunch of dumb aggroed mobs from an MMO.

A blast was aimed at Lwaxana and Twilight’s eyes widened, she didn’t have time to shield her so she jumped in front of the shot and took it for Lwaxana, Twilight grunted as she was hit,

“Twilight!” Lwaxana exclaimed catching her as she fell, “Homn pick her up!” Lwaxana ordered handing her over to her manservant.

Twilight weezed, “Hurry up! Don’t stop running! I’ll be fine, I just need to heal myself,” she ordered them, complying Lwaxana ran.

“They’re still chasing us!” Lwaxana complained gasping for air, “I’m too old for this!”

“Turn to face them Homn!” Twilight ordered, Homn turned to see a lot of soldiers running at them.

Twilight clapped her hands together and pulled them apart slowly, lightning began jumping between her hands sparking, “Triplet Maximise Widen magic! Chain Dragon lightning!”

Three huge dragons of lightning burst forth from between her hands striking all the soldiers chasing them, lightning jumped from soldier to soldier destroying their shields and burning them all to a crisp, screams of pain filling the path Twilight’s spell had taken, “Move! Before we attract more attention! Go into that cave!” Twilight pointed out to the left of them.

“You should be safe here, Lwaxana, Homn. Once I secure a safe base of operations I’ll come back for you,” Twilight said from in front of her many barriers.

Lwaxana frowned, “What about you Twilight, will you be okay?” Twilight showed Lwaxana a resigned smile contorting her lips.

“Who are they going to get that can stop me? What was his name … Oh yeah! Michael Mcdoesn’t-exist,” Twilight responded with an humourless chuckle.
Twilight bolted out of the cave, drawing Selene. “ Selene, it’s time to play!”

“Yes mother,” Selene replied simply.

Explosions rocked the city, screams sounded in the streets. Enemy ships flew above firing polaron beams of death and littering the ground with torpedos. Twilight sighed, it had been hours since she had left Lwaxana somewhere safe and Twilight hoped they would remain undiscovered and safe.

Now Twilight was walking having since eliminated some Jem'hadar troops and armed herself with a couple of class VII assault polaron mini guns, which slowed her down due to their size compared to the body she had now rather than their combined weight. She’d looted them from the corpses of the enemy.

Keep calm, don’t show mercy, they are the enemy. At least it’s easier to do this time than all the others. Don't let them get away with hurting my people, my friends and my family. It'skill or be killed,shut down your emotions. Twilight repeated to herself in thought like a mantra, ignore the corpses of your people Twilight shivered War … War never changes. In all my centuries, despite the improved ways people kill more efficiently, it’s always the same. All around her dead bodies of betazoid citizens littered the streets, probably taken unaware by the sudden attack.

Grimacing, Twilight kept vigilant trying her best to ignore the corpses, despite her experience she never liked seeing dead civilians. The last time there was war on Betazed, a Troi was in power. Now it’s my turn to fight, funny how history repeats itself. Twilight chuckled mirthlessly as she looked over the carnage the Jem’hadar had wrought on her current home. But these people, should I revive them? I could so long as they wanted to return to life, problem is those who are satisfied with their lives won’t come back. Is it worth the headache? Twilight mused to herself, her assault weapons taking down a nearby Jem’hadar soldier who rushed at her, firing at her. Flashes of purple beams spat out of Twilight’s guns and the soldier’s rifle.
Twilight brought up shields to block their fire.

He was mowed down like so many others who had tried to get in her way. Twilight paused,

She was now in a large plaza bordered by the desiccated ruins of a building that once was filled with life. In the center sat a large fountain that against all odds still worked.

“Fuck it! At this rate there won't be anything or anyone left to save if I don’t start taking this seriously! Triplet Summon Angel: Dominion authority!” Three of the high-tier angel dominion authority appeared in the skies above Twilight bathing it in light,

“Summon more angels, search for the dead, dying, scared or wounded, heal them, resurrect them and then bring them here. The Jem’hadar and their ships are the only viable targets. Move out!” Twilight ordered before pulling five rings out of her inventory, March of Angels, Ring of Perfect Copy, Ring of Boost Divine Magic, Ring of Mass Summon, God’s right hand ring.

March of Angels doubles the output of summon spells that summon angels. Ring of perfect copy is a ring that enables me to produce a perfect copy of any item I see. Ring of boost divine magic boosts my holy magic, ring of mass summon enables me to summon one hundred of any summon below fourth tier. God’s right hand ring allows me to cast any holy/divine spell below tier six without expending a use.

“Triplet widen magic: Mass Resurrection!” Twilight bathed the area in resurrecting light. Betazoids blinked in confusion as they rose up and turned to see Twilight.

“Triplet summon Primal Star Elemental! Triplet maximise widen magic mass heal! Triplet magic summon angel: Archangel flame!”

Three female humanoids made of soft yellow glowing light appeared before Twilight and bowed.

Six hundred shining white knights in armor appeared in neat rows behind the elementals. Their backs are attached with wings, a halo glows behind their heads, and they each wield a sword of flames.

“Super-tier magic: Pantheon!”

Six Cherubim gatekeepers appeared before the elementals, they had the head and mane of a lion. They had a total of four wings, with one pair of wings stretched out and another pair folded around them. Clad in a suit of shining armor, they are armed with a shield adorned with eye patterns in one hand and a lance of fire in the other.

“Primal star elementals take to the sky and find ships like this,” Twilight showed them a hologram of what the ships she had seen looked like. “Attack them without prejudice and knock them from among the stars! Destroy them!”

The hologram shifted to a Jem’hadar soldier, “These are your targets, Archangel Flames, spread throughout the city and hunt them down.

“Cherubim Gatekeepers; patrol the area and destroy any hostile intruders, leave everyone else alone,” The summoned beings all left in a flurry of action as they proceeded to perform their tasks.

A betazoid woman walked up to Twilight, confused, holding her hands to her chest meekly, “Wha are dhese thingsth, Lady Troi?” she asked, a tinge of fear in her voice watching the summons warily, Twilight turned to face her,

“These are angels, whom I have summoned. They will not harm us, they are under my command and to answer your likely next question, the slurred speech should subside after a while.” Twilight answered her.

“Buh I remember dyhing, I yam shure that whound wash fatal!?”

Twilight sighed sadly hanging her head in exasperation, “It was fatal, the slurred speech is the result of resurrection. I revived everyone here, My angels will do the same thing and bring everyone here. In the meantime you and everyone here are safe, Please do not spread this around, this is a one time occasion due to the circumstances, go find your family. If you cannot keep the secret I will have to memory wipe everyone here after it is done. And I don’t want to have to do that if I don’t have to.” Twilight explained once she had finished the woman hugged her, her tears running down her face.

Twilight stiffened at the sudden reaction but relaxed holding the woman which was difficult considering their relative size difference. After a while the woman thanked Twilight and left to find her family.

Twilight then sent out an order through a mental link to her summons, Archangel Flames not engaged in battle, locate replicators, which she showed them mentally what they look like. Bring any replicators you find, and carefully remove them and their power sources and bring any power source you can find that is large enough, bring me metal, carpets and beds. Find lots of beds and bring them back to me. Oh and bring me doors with their frames intact. After Twilight had finished giving orders she began to dig down into the plaza grounds having pried up six stone slabs to make way. She began digging out the soil compressing it and transmuting it into stone making a thirty foot wide passage. Fifty foot in she widened and carved out a hundred and sixty foot squared room.

“Triplet magic summon angel: archangel flame!” Another six hundred archangel flames appeared, Twilight ordered them all the start digging out rooms and reinforcing the walls, and digging tunnels under the city. Twilight returned to the surface to find a crowd of curious Betazoids.

“Any able bodied builders, engineers, and crafters are summoned to come down, those without a specialty but want to help, when the angels come with salvage help relocate the materials and replicators down inside.

Just then an ship was on a collision course with the plaza, “Everyone get inside now!” Twilight ordered. The civilians not taking any chances rushed passed her. She closed up the hole while she attempted to halt the ship’s decent, then another ship crashed into a tall building knocking it down, thinking quickly she sat the ship down and grabbed the falling sky scraper and pulled it apart for salvage.

The ship opened up to reveal a squad of Jem’hadar soldiers, prompting Twilight, “Super-tier magic Pantheon!” Six more cherubim gatekeepers appeared and rushed the new hostiles. She erected a purple dome shield over herself and the entrance to the base she was building.

The cries of soldiers rang out as they were cut down by the level ninety angels,
Once the immediate danger had passed, Twilight reopened the tunnels, “Anyone familiar with Starship technology are to strip it down and take it below. Any computer or tech we can use, will help us,” Twilight ordered.
With an explosive sigh Twilight helped carry the heavier equipment down. The rest of the day was spent with no additional attacks by the enemy, and was spent in helping build a subterranean infrastructure in the underground bunker.

The next day, Twilight lead an armed group towards the temporary safe house of Lwaxana leaving behind a sizable force of angels to halt the Jem’hadar encroachment.

As they approached the safe house they made short work of any patrolling enemies. Once they retrieved them was when shit hit the fan, a fleet of Jem’hadar forces descended through the sky, Twilight thought quickly and raised a shield over the city, with an energy conversion matrix interwoven into it so that the shield can self heal with energy based fire.

However a transporter signal got through at the last second, A changeling, two Jem’hadar soldiers and a Vorta appeared. The Vorta had pale skin, violet eyes, and elongated ears that were completely joined to the rest of their head. The changeling looked almost like a doll, with no distinguishing features save for it’s blandness, it had smooth, tanish skin, smooth human-like ears and slicked back hair.

“Stop this futile resistance, all you solids do is destroy,” The changeling spoke.

Twilight’s rage broke free of her control, incensed. “Stop!? We will never be slaves!” Twilight responded and cast a bright light blinding everyone, so when Twilight transformed, they couldn’t see her as she crushed the two jem’hadar soldiers under her claws and swallowed the changeling. The changeling struggled and thrashed as Twilight’s powerful throat muscles dragged the changeling to her stomach. She shifted back to her betazoid form before those still alive could get their sight back.

The vorta was the first recover and fervently looked around for his changeling master.

“What did you do to the Founder!” he hissed angrily.

Twilight pointed to her belly which was now shaking and wobbling as something thrashed about inside her her distended belly was slowly shrinking. “It tickles,” Twilight giggled as the vorta’s face fell to despair. Am I really any better than Chrysalis, I eat sapient beings even if only rarely and usually it’s in self defense. As if that's an adequate excuse, I could win without eating them Twilight suddenly wondered.

Oh come off it, you’re a dragon, everyone else is food. You delude yourself if you think these puny beings will ever accept you. Look, despite the fact that you are helping them your own people fear you. And so they should, after all you have slaughtered and eaten those mortals for centuries of course your so called rational mind excuses your nature.

Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! I am not like that, I was a pony, I was a human. I can control myself!

Fool! Humans are worse than dragons! They kill each other over petty things like scraps that fall off the table. The moment you became a human was the moment your truly innocent self was lost and tainted, when you became a dragon you ascended beyond them. Why do you cling to a lie?

No, it's not a lie! I’m not a monster! Twilight rebuked the voice, it chuckled darkly as Twilight in anger glared at the offending invaders, aiming her left palm at the fleet, “Triplet Maximise widen magic, Black hole!” Twilight shouted and three black holes appeared near the ships as the gravitational forces pulled them apart, devouring the ships and their crew before dissipating harmlessly once the sky was cleared.

The vorta looked on in abject fear as he saw his comrades and soldiers disappear into the gravitational singularities. The other Betazoids stepped back away from Twilight who was now feeling the fear rolling off everyone besides Homn and Lwaxana.

Weeks had passed since the occupation had started and our base and new home had been coming along well. With the constant enemy reinforcements and the aid of guerrilla tactics they had an armed resistance. The base was resembling something close to a military compound, despite the largely civilian populace living within it. Despite our coordination with Star Fleet forces things are looking bleak, we were told that the Jem’hadar are a clone army made endlessly. Making wars of attrition a losing battle.

“Lady Troi, wake up.” a female voice startled Twilight.

“I said. Wake up!” the voice shouted,

Twilight suddenly sat up gasping as she awoke in a strange bedroom, with Csia by the bedside.

“Wha? Csia? Where am I?” Twilight asked groaning as she rubbed her eyes.

“You’ve been asleep for three days! After you went Old Testament on Cait and it’s neighboring planet, I have been trying to wake you since the start of the second day!” Csia complained pouting.

“Old Testament?” Twilight asked, curiously looking at Csia not expecting the old religion to come up.

“Mom was a Christian,” Csia explained,

“Was?” Twilight asked for clarification.

“She died in the line of duty during the battle of Wolf 359,” Csia explained “I was just a cub at the time.”

“Ah, my adoptive Sister, Deanna and my brother-in-law William Riker both took part in that battle as well, though they survived barely,” Twilight replied with sympathy.

“So what were you dreaming about before I woke you up? It seemed to trouble you,” Csia asked with concern evident in her voice.

“The fall of Betazed, during the Dominion War,” Twilight explained in a bitter tone of voice, causing Csia to wince, not having expected that answer.
“Sorry ...” Csia apologised, her eyes downcast and awkwardly looking down at the floor.

“There is no need to apologise Csia, I am familiar with combat so nightmares are just a common part of the cost incurred by taking part in them,” Twilight reassured as she sat up and got out of bed,

“It appears as if I have misplaced my clothes,” Twilight commented, smirking at the blush Csia was currently sporting, “So what’s happening outside?” Twilight smiled,

“Let’s see you are currently being worshipped as a goddess, a new expedition has been charted for the new habitable world. The people are frolicking in the many water sources, and that asshole D’rao is currently catatonic after what you did.” Csia explained with a growing smirk as she watched Twilight slumping over groaning.

“Again!? Dammit, I only recently managed to get the Betazoids to stop worshiping me as a goddess of war and death, at least in public. I still hear them using my name in vain, oddly only every now and then in my head when I am nowhere near them. Now I know what my mentor had to endure for centuries.” Twilight groaned again, If Celestia hears about this I am so going to be teased to Tartarus. ... That is if she is still alive after that bitch imposter sprung her trap. Twilight thought to herself outwardly she turned to Csia, idly stroking her.

“So it’s official, you’re mine?” Twilight asked Csia with a tired smile.

“Yea, after all you’ve done for my people and my pride, father started babbling on about appeasing you,” Csia responded awkwardly shifting, while still trying to keep up the contact between her and Twilight’s hand.

“Your Father is the one who started the religion isn’t he?” Twilight deadpanned after a few seconds, Csia looked away with a pout and puffed up cheeks.

“Maybe ...” she muttered just loud enough to hear her face becoming incandescent red with embarrassment. Twilight shook her head and pulled Csia into a hug.

“Don’t worry I don’t mind so long as they don’t take it too far. If I had resurrected people it would have been worse,” Twilight absently let slip before covering her mouth,

“Please pretend you didn’t hear that,” Twilight groaned at her slip of the tongue, as she begged Csia but it was too late.

“You can revive people!?” Csia near screeched in surprise as she kept trying to re-establish eye contact with Twilight who was currently trying to hide her face away.

“Twilight, you can revive people?” Csia repeated causing Twilight to relent and let out a sigh.

“Yes, however there are caveats, the people who are resurrected lose experience and if the person who died is content with their lives and feel fulfilled, then I cannot bring them back. Also their body has to be relatively intact for the spirit to return.”

“Experience?” Csia asked blinking owlishly

“It is the cumulative experiences of a sapient being, in other words a certain amount of their memories are lost once they are revived.” Twilight explained, rubbing her temples with her right hand in a gesture of exasperation.

“Oh,” Csia slumped after hearing the explanation.

Twilight turned to see Csia’s emotion and body language, her expression softened.

“I am sorry, Csia, I can’t revive your mother.” Twilight consoled her holding her close.
A knock at the door and Feros walked in his face looking down and obscured.

“I beg your pardon M’Lady, I wanted to thank your benevolence for providing our peoples with a paradise on Cait.” Feros praised, missing the eyeroll Twilight was performing as he grovelled.

Twilight sighed, “Don’t worry about it Feros, besides, because of this Csia and I are in a hurry, so we will be taking our leave,” Twilight explained as Feros tucked into a tiny ball,

Heh that reminded me of what I used to do, which my Father Night Light had affectionately nicknamed ‘ball mode.’ Twilight thought before sighing again No time for reminiscence. She mentally chided herself.

Twilight lifted herself out of the bed landing on her feet. In an open space near Feros Twilight aimed her palm, “Gate!” a large swirling black elliptical plane hung a short distance away swirling blacks purples, Twilight picked up Csia under her arm at Csia’s waist causing her to squeak in surprise at the sudden manhandling. Twilight walked into the portal and found herself back in their quarters.
Twilight put Csia down gently, and standing back to give her room to stand up, “What the hell was that thing, wher- huh we’re back home?” Csia asked in confusion.

“Yep, the gate spell allows the user and many people to travel great distances instantly.” Twilight responded idly as she sat down conjured her padd and started playing music. Csia sat beside her, leaning her head on Twilight’s shoulder and closed her eyes while they listened to the song.

"Hey Twilight what is this song?" Csia mumbled half awake.

"Oh this old thing, it's from an ancient subculture that watched my life, in the human world it was portrayed as fiction. Funnily I was intrigued so I watched all nine seasons of the show. It helped me identify that bitch that sent me there in the first place, her name is Chrysalis. So now I have a name to put to the impersonator, who ruined my families lives. of course the show had us be victorious over her but I was still there. I am worried for Equestria if I am being honest. Add to that the vile enemies I was supposed to face I hope I can become strong enough to fight them." Twilight answered, "Just an aside don't look up my name on the internet. or it's equivalent here, it's not safe for Csia,"

"Oh okay then," Csia drowsily responded shifting to get more comfortable.