Twilight found herself in a pitch-black space. The air was cold and stagnant, and the young librarian felt a presence nearby. She spun around trying to get her bearings, but the only thing Twilight could see was endless blackness.

“Hello? Is anyone there?” she called out to the darkness.

The woman felt a chill run up her spine. She ignited her gem hoping to cut through the gloom, but to no avail.

“Heh heh heh,” a deep voice chuckled from the darkness. “Poor little Ourania. What’s the matter? Scared of the dark?”

Twilight turned toward the voice. “Who are you? Show yourself!”

“Now, now. Don’t be so impatient. In good time,” the voice taunted.

“What is this place?” she demanded.

“Does it frighten you? We’re on the dark side of the moon! Heh heh heh! HAHAHAHAHA!!!”

The indigo-haired woman shot up in her bed covered in a cold sweat. Her heart was pounding in her chest and she couldn’t shake this feeling of terror. “What was that?” she said aloud wiping her brow. “It was only a dream, but it felt so real.” Trying to brush off the dream, Twilight got out of bed and headed for the kitchen.

Spike was already downstairs sitting at a table and munching on a bowl of cereal. His attention was focused on the television and he was flipping between channels.

“Morning, Spike,” Twilight greeted him as she entered the room.

“Morning, Twi.”

“So, hey, I had this weird dream last night,” she started as she prepped herself a bowl of oatmeal.

“Oh yeah? Me too,” the man said directing his attention to his sister. “I was back in high school. Which is weird, because I haven’t been there in a few years. Anyway, I was sitting in algebra 2, listening to the teacher drone on and on, when suddenly I feel something beneath my desk. So, I go to look, and there’s Rarity, going down on me. Just head bobbing back and forth. Long story short, I had to change my sheets.”

Twilight sat down across from Spike and gave him a look that was a cross between disgust and bafflement. “I kinda wish you had kept that to yourself,” she said bringing a spoonful of oatmeal to her mouth.

“So, what was your dream, then?”

“Oh, right, well,” Twilight trailed off trying to recall the details from the dream. “I can’t really remember anything from it. Just that I was in this incredibly dark space, and this feeling of dread. Something about the dark of the moon? I think?” she scrunched up her face in frustration.

“Riveting,” Spike teased. “Oh, by the way. Raven wanted me to tell you that she wants you to meet her in the office. Apparently you guys are going to start reorganizing-“

(bamf)

Spike didn’t even finish his sentence before Twilight teleported away, leaving a purple cloud of magic behind. “That was fast,” he said and returned to his breakfast.

“Oh, my goodness, I’m going to be late,” Fluttershy frantically scrambled across her apartment pushing things into her purse. “I can’t believe I slept through my alarm. But it was such a good dream. A big park full of cuddly little animals.”

The pink-haired woman grabbed her lunch from the refrigerator and made her way to the door. She stopped in front of a small cage with a white rabbit inside. “Okay Angel. I’m leaving for work. You behave yourself you hear?” The small furry creature merely blinked and twitched its nose. “That’s a good boy. I’ll be back by six.”

Fluttershy stepped out of her apartment and took to the skies. The avian flew as fast as her wings could take her. As she drew near the veterinary clinic, two figures zoomed past the woman. Fluttershy looked up to see Rainbow Dash and Fleetfoot racing each other.

“MORNING, FLUTTERS!!!” the rainbow-haired avian shouted.

“Morning, Dash!” she shouted back. The avian flew to clinic and burst through the door. “Sorry I’m so late, Dr. Fauna!”

“Morning, Fluttershy. You’re not that late,” a woman in a lab coat said. She had pale blue hair tied back in a ponytail and small brown eyes. “Though, we have this rather scary fellow here.” Dr. Fauna pointed behind Fluttershy.

The woman turned around to see a tall burly man standing behind her. He had buzzed blonde hair, small red eyes, and a scrunched face. A constant look of surprise was on his face. “Oh, Bulk. It’s nice to see you. What brings you to the clinic?”

The man held up his hands to reveal a small white poodle. “It’s Wooyoo,” he said, tears in his eyes. “I woke up this morning and she was on the floor whining in pain. I came here as fast as I could. I don’t know what to do!”

Fluttershy quickly examined the dog and nodded. “Alright. I don’t think it’s anything serious. Probably just a bug. Let’s go back to the examination room. I’ll be able to assess the situation better.” She led Bulk to the back of the building. “Don’t worry, Jane. I’ll handle this. Bulk’s a bit of a regular.”

Twilight and Raven moved through the aisles of the libraries first floor. They removed the books from the shelves with their magic and placed them on carts. Raven would call out the sku on the spine and Twilight would check it off a list.

“Haven’t seen Twilight this happy since she got accepted to University of Coltifornia,” Spike said to himself as he watched the two psions work.

“Hey, psst. Spike.”

Spike turned to find Celestia’s orb placed on a desk. “Feeling left out, eh?” he said moving towards her.

“Nah, Raven’s been pestering me about this for a while now. I’ve put it off since the library closed,” she admitted making a motion as if she was shrugging. “I’m more upset about being stuck here. You know, being just a head in a jar.”

“Why didn’t you stay with them? At least you’d be moving and have someone to talk to.”

“Books were never really my thing,” Celestia said. “But idle chatter wasn’t why I called you over here.”

“No? And here I thought you liked talking to me,” Spike crossed his arms pretending to be upset.

“Oh, don’t be so dramatic. Pick me up. Let’s go to the office.”

The green-haired man grabbed the crystal ball and headed for the third floor. Once there, Celestia told him to go down to the command center.

“So, what’s down here? Maybe some super cool weapon you want to give me?” Spike asked hopefully.

“Well, sort of. Just along that wall over to the right,” she directed.

Spike moved to the wall Celestia indicated and found a shelf lined with various weapons and gadgets. He set Celestia down and picked up a sword with runes inscribed along the blade. “Oh yeah! That’s what I’m talking about!” he exclaimed swinging the blade around.

“Be careful with that!” Celestia shouted. “That sword belonged to my grandfather. It should be in its scabbard.”

“Oh, sorry.” Spike carefully set the sword down and backed away sheepishly. “So, what did you want to give me?”

“At the far end, there’s a utility belt for you.”

Spike turned and found the object she mentioned. It was a silver belt with several compartments built into it. The belt buckle itself had a stylized ‘DH’ printed on it. “Oh, wow! It’s just like the one super-heroes have!” he said marveling over it. “Wonder what’s inside these?” Spike began flipping open the compartments only to release a blue cloud of smoke.

“I’d be careful opening those,” Celestia warned. “You’re lucky that’s just smoke. That belt hasn’t been used in years. So, who knows what else is inside?”

The man coughed and hacked while trying to wave the smoke away. “Okay, duly noted.”

“That’s not all. Flip up the belt buckle.”

Spike did as she instructed. Behind the buckle was another compartment with an empty slot. “What’s this for?”

“You can place a magic gem inside. The previous owner was not an Ourania, like you. So, he used gems that were enchanted with an enhancement spell. Check the box on the shelf.”

Spike looked and found a small box with the same ‘DH’ inscribed on the lid. Inside was a felt lining that held a collection of small purple gems with a faint glow. Spike picked up one, entranced by the stone’s luster. “So, I just put it in here?” He fitted the gem into the slot with a ‘click’. “Nothing happened.” He said turning the belt over.

“You’ve gotta fasten the belt. That’s what activates it.”

Without much hesitation, Spike slipped the belt around his waist and buckled it. With a ‘snap’, the stone shined to life. A purple aura surrounded Spike for a few moments before disappearing. “Whoa! This is amazing! I can feel the power flowing through my body!” He got a running start and leapt across the large recess in the center of the room. “OH YEAH! I CAN GET USED TO THIS!!” the man bounced around the sub-basement with reckless abandon.

“A single gemstone can keep you powered up for about twelve hours!” Celestia explained. “While I don’t think you’ll use up one that quickly, it’s best to have a few on hand! Also, the box can be used to recharge the stones when they’re depleted! WILL YOU STOP HORSING AROUND?!” she shouted at him.

Spike darted back to Celestia. “Sorry, got carried away there…” he said sheepishly.

“It’s alright. Now, I have one last thing to give you. Look one shelf over.”

The green-haired man did so and picked up a small metallic rod that was six inches long, one inch thick and had the stylized ‘DH’ on one end. “A billy club? Kinda ordinary, don’t you think?”

“No, silly,” she said. “Press the insignia.”

Spike shrugged and did as he was told. With a simple tap, the ‘billy club’ extended into a bo staff. “Whoa! What the…?”

“The staff can extend and collapse. It can also separate at the middle to become two.”

After a few moments of fiddling with the object, Spike had the staff in two and was swinging it around with ecstatic aplomb. “WOOOH!! THIS IS FUUUNN!!!” he hollered.

“There are other functions to it, but I don’t really know how it works. You’ll have to figure it out for yourself.”

Satisfied with how the staff handled, Spike returned it to its collapsed state. “So, who is this ‘DH’?” he asked indicating the emblem on the belt.

“That was ‘Dark Horse’. The member of our team who didn’t have the spark of the goddess,” Celestia explained. “Stygian was a brilliant psion but lacked the power the rest of us had. So, to make up for that he built a lot of gadgets. He even helped with the designing of the lair.”

“What happened to him?” Spike asked clipping the staff to the belt.

“He’s still here. Last I heard, he’s working as a crime lab analyst for the Maretropolis police department. He’s just not playing the superhero part anymore. None of us are…” Celestia got quiet, lost in thought about the past. She looked sad and as if she was on the verge of crying. “Well, anyway,” she said cheering back up, “Pick me up. Got other things I want to show you.”

Spike removed the belt and scooped up Celestia’s orb. He moved deeper into the lair and Celestia told him what everything was for.

“That area to your right is our very own crime lab. State of the art. Stygian made sure to keep it in working order. The open area in the center of the room is a sparring ring. We kept ourselves in tip top shape. Don’t worry, the floor is made of an enchanted steel and that whole area has countless shield spells in place. You and Twilight will be making great use of that. I’ll have you training in no time.”

“Twilight especially,” he snorted. “It’s nice to see that she’s not excellent at everything.”

“You too, young man,” she said sternly. “You may be more willing to jump into a fight, but from what I heard you could do with a polishing.”

“Psh, whatever,” he scoffed. “Hey, what’s that room over there?” Spike pointed to a door up ahead.

“That’s our sick bay, so to speak. Let’s check it out.”

Spike swung the door open and fumbled for the light switch in the wall. He flipped on the lights to reveal a narrow room with at least a dozen beds lined up against the wall. The air had a faint flowery scent to it.

“Our member, Mystic Mask, was the healer. She would use this room to patch us up when we got severely injured. And, we would also use this for other recreational purposes.”

“Uh, what’s that supposed to mean?”

“Oh, don’t worry. You’ll see soon enough,” Celestia said in a coy tone.

Spike wasn’t sure if he should be concerned or excited by the she said that.

On the ground floor of the library, Twilight and Raven were halfway through the third aisle of books.

“This is pure bliss for me,” Twilight said with a sigh of contentedness. “A huge library full of books, reorganizing the shelves and updating the material. Nothing to disturb us from this wonderful day.”

“Agreed,” Raven nodded. “There is a certain comfort in this. Something I can’t quite put into words.”

Twilight squinted and rubbed her eyes. ‘No, that can’t be right’, she thought to herself. ‘I could’ve sworn I just saw Raven smile. Probably just a trick of the light’.

“I will say, I am grateful for your presence, Ms. Stellanis,” Raven said. “Between the two of us, I believe we can have the library fully operational in a couple of months, max.”

“That’s excellent. I can’t wait to have this house of knowledge open to-“

The young librarian cut herself off at the sound of the front door swinging open and slamming shut.

“You’re not expecting anyone today, are you?” Raven inquired.

“No, not at all.”

“And your brother hasn’t left, right?”

“Yeah, he and Celestia went off somewhere.” Twilight hesitantly put down the clipboard and moved to the door.

“Hello?! Is anybody here?!” a man’s voice called.

Twilight let out a squeak as she recognized that voice. She got closer to the entrance and spotted the visitor. Flash Sentry was in the front lobby looking around.

“Uh, hi…um…sir? Can I help you with anything?” Twilight said trying to pretend she didn’t know the man.

“Detective Flash Sentry Valerius,” he said flashing his badge. “I’m here on unofficial business, but I am following a lead.”

“Well, we are in a place of knowledge. So, I hope we can be of some use.”

“Hey, haven’t we met before?” He asked getting a better look at Twilight.

“What? No! That’s impossible. There’s no way I could have ever met you. I just moved here. HA HA HA!!” she replied nervously.

“Wait, I remember now.”

Twilight flinched, preparing for the worst.

“Yeah, you were that girl I bumped into at Café Dolce. Hi, it’s nice to meet for real. Call me Flash.” He extended his hand.

“Uh, yeah…you’re right. Hi. I’m Twilight Sparkle Stellanis.” She took his hand and shook it. Her face grew hot.

“So, you work in this old place? I thought it had shut down?” he asked moving further into the library.

“Um, it had. There had been some…managerial rearrangement. But now the new owner wants to reopen the library,” Twilight said quickly. “We’re currently in the process of updating our library, actually. Hopefully the place will be ready to open within a month.”

“Huh, cool,” he noticed the dust that coated the shelves. “I remember the library from my home-town. Small building, it was run by this sweet old lady. Oh? Hello there. Detective Valerius.” Flash spotted Raven walking towards them and introduced himself.

“Raven Inkwell. I’m the ‘owner’ of this library,” she said giving Twilight a sideways glance. The young woman smiled sheepishly. “Is there something we can help you with, detective? Is this about the recent robberies heard on the news?”

“Oh, right. No, this isn’t about that,” he said snapping back to focus. “As I was telling Ms. Stellanis here, this is unofficial business.”

“Just Twilight is fine. Ms. Stellanis makes me sound like an old woman.”

“Anyway, I was wondering if you had any information on a Ms. Solanus?”

Twilight cocked an eyebrow, unfamiliar with the name. Raven, however, nearly fell over at the mention of that name. She was able to maintain her composure, but she had been thrown completely off guard.

“’Solanus’, you said?” she brought a hand to her mouth, pretending to think. “No, I don’t believe I know anyone by that name. Twilight, how about you? Do you know anyone by the name Solanus?”

“I’ve met a lot of people, especially at the university. But no one by that name,” she said crossing her arms. “And if they’re from Maretropolis, I definitely wouldn’t know them. I only moved here a few weeks ago.”

“Is that so? Damn. I was hoping this would lead somewhere?”

“May I ask why you came to the library?” Raven asked.

“I was told I may find some answers here. But now, I’m not so sure.” Flash furrowed his brow in disappointment and confusion.

“It’s possible this ‘Solanus’ you speak of was a former employee of the library,” Raven said. “I only recently became the owner of the library, so we might have her on record. You are free to check our database if you want.”

“Thank you, that would be a big help.”

Meanwhile, Spike was descending the stairs to the ground floor with Celestia in his arms.

“Oh, man. I can’t wait to show Twi this cool stuff!”

“I feel like I just let a kid open his birthday presents early,” she said with a sigh.

“This is way cooler than the stuff I’ve gotten for my birthday. The chance to be a superhero? Hell yeah!”

Spike rounded a corner and spotted Flash Sentry talking with Twilight and Raven. He quickly slipped behind a bookshelf before he was seen. “What the hell is he doing here?” he whispered as he peered around the shelf.

“Who? Who is it? What’s going on out there?” Celestia asked, eternally upset at her predicament.

“It’s that detective we told you about. The one who chased us after we took care of Trixie.”

“Oh. Lift me up, I want to get a look at this guy.”

Spike held up the orb so Celestia could see him. “Ooh, he’s cute. I can see why Twilight got all flustered when she talked about him. Wait, hold on. He looks kinda like…” Celestia let out a sharp gasp. “Samnite, you asshole. Why did you send him here?”

“Do you know him? Who’s ‘Samnite’?” Spike asked.

“Bit of a long story. Take me over there. I wanna size this guy up.”

“What? Are you insane?” Spike nearly shouted. “Don’t you think the detective is going to find a talking crystal ball a bit suspicious?”

“I’ll stay quiet. Now, stash the gear and get over there.”

“Yes, we keep our records on the third floor,” Raven said to Flash. “I’ll show you to the room now, if you’d like?”

“Oh, yes, that’d be a big help.”

Raven spun on her heel and was about to lead the detective to the records room, when Spike stepped out from behind a bookshelf and very stiffly walked towards them. Celestia in his arms.

“Hello, Twilight. Raven. How are you this morning? I am doing fine!” he said loudly with a nervous grin.

Both Twilight and Raven were taken aback by Spike suddenly appearing with a glowing orb in his hands.

“Hi, Spike. We’re doing good,” Twilight answered. “Was there something you wanted?”

“Oh, nothing much. Just wanted to see how you guys were doing,” Spike said shifting nervously. “I heard you talking to someone, figured I’d come down and say hello. Hello, I’m Spike Stellanis,” he turned to Flash and introduced himself.

“Flash Sentry Valerius. Stellanis, eh? So, are you two siblings?” Flash said.

“Right you are, detective. Very quick on the assessment,” Twilight said.

“So, what do you got there? Is it some kind of toy?” Flash asked pointing to the ball in Spike’s hands.

“Uh…it’s um…” Twilight sputtered trying to find a reasonable answer.

“Yeah, it’s uh…”

Raven, who had appeared as if she was about to have a stroke, suddenly snapped back to attention. “It’s a virtual assistant that we were considering for the library,” she said smoothly. “It can connect to the library’s database and help patrons find the material they are looking for. Spike here was testing it out for us.”

“Uh, right, that’s what I was doing,” he said taking the hint. “And I really think we should go with a different brand. This one seems to have a few bugs with it. Good thing there’s a thirty-day free trial.”

“Huh, that so? How does it work?” Flash asked tapping at the orb.

Celestia resisted the urge to snap at him and maintained the façade.

“Well, it’s currently not connected to any server,” Raven said quickly. “But it’s supposed to respond to voice command.”

“That was one of the problems it had,” Spike said. “It wasn’t picking up vice cues.”

“Well, it’s a good thing we had you give it a test run. That saves us trouble in the future.”

“Crazy stuff. Wonder what they’ll think of next,” Flash said cocking and eyebrow.

Suddenly, an alarm sound went off in the room and everyone panicked.

“What is it? What’s happening?” Twilight said ducking down.

“Is there an attack? Are we under attack?” Spike cried out spinning around.

“Guys, relax. It’s just my ringtone,” Flash held out his phone, which was flashing like crazy. “Must be getting a call from the precinct. One second, alright?” he turned away from them and answered his phone. “Valerius. Yeah? Yeah? More dogs? Alright, I’m on my way.” Flash ended the call and stuffed his phone back into his pocket. “Well, we’re going to have to do a raincheck on those records. Duty calls. It was nice meeting all of you.”

Flash spun on his heel and swiftly left the library. Once they were certain he was gone, Twilight, Spike and Celestia all breathed a sigh of relief. Raven merely adjusted her glasses.

“Well, that was something,” Spike said. “Why was he here?”

“Why did you come over here with her?” Twilight pointed to Celestia.

“Sorry, that was my fault. I told him to do that,” Celestia admitted.

“What did he mean by ‘dogs’?” Twilight asked.

“He’s probably referring to an old gang that used to operate out of Maretropolis. But I thought they disbanded twenty years ago…Wait, what was that about records?”

“Detective Valerius was asking about some ‘Solanus’ person,” Twilight spoke up. “Raven said they may have worked here and offered to let him check the library’s records. But then he got called away.”

“Is this true, Raven?”

“Yes, mistress. The detective was here asking about this Solanus,” Raven answered immediately.

“I see,” Celestia went silent for a moment. “Raven, I believe we have some things to discuss. Privately.”

“Of course, mistress.” Raven took Celestia from Spike and headed for the office.

“What do you think that’s all about?” Twilight said.

“Dunno. Who’s ‘Solanus’?” Spike asked.

“Not sure. Like I said, Flash came here asking about some person. Raven said they might’ve worked here.”

Spike stood there for a second with his arms folded. “Flash?” he finally said. “Since when were you on a first-name basis with the detective?”

“H-he said to call him that. What should I do? Call him ‘detective’?”

Spike just shook his head and rolled his eyes. “Well, in any case, I think those two are hiding something.”

“I think those two are hiding a lot.”

Raven sat at the desk with her hands steepled in front of her. Celestia was on her stand on the desk and wordlessly worked her mouth.

“This has to be the work of Magnus. Who else would have sent a Maretropolis detective to the library?” Celestia said, seething.

“Undoubtedly,” Raven said, her brow furrowing at the name ‘Magnus’. “But the question is why? Why would he send someone to us?”

“That was his nephew, too. Not that that makes it any better,” Celestia shook her head in frustration. “And he was asking about her?”

“Yes. I offered to let him see the library’s records, so as not to seem suspicious.”

“This could’ve ended disastrously if he actually got a chance to check them.”

“Luckily, he was called away before he could. I’ll be altering them later if he ever wants to look at them.”

“Good, the last thing we need is a nosy detective poking around where he shouldn’t be,” Celestia sighed.

“What about the rising dog activity? Our little superheroes are going to bump into them eventually,” Raven pointed out. “Unlike Love Bunny’s minions, they won’t hesitate to kill.”

“I hope to the goddess that doesn’t happen.”

Later that evening, Twilight and Spike were fighting against one of Love Bunny’s bimbos and her group of transformed civilians.

“OH YEAH! I COULD GET USED TO THIS!!” Spike shouted as he swung the staff around. He jabbed one of the men in the chest and knocked him into a nearby group. “Somebody call the fire department, ‘cause I’m on FIRE!!”

“Quit playing around!” Matterhorn reprimanded him. “They might be attacking us, but they’re still innocent people. So, try not to hurt them too much!”

“Phht! Whatever! A few scrapes and bruises won’t hurt them!”

“Just try to smash the little heart crystal on their chokers! ‘Solen’ said that should return them to normal!”

“Yeah! I’ll get right on that!”

Spike drove the staff into the pavement and vaulted through the air. He slammed his feet into the stomach of a woman, sending her flying. “Oh man, this is too much fun,” he said to himself. Spike charged forward with the staff held in front of him and clotheslined a group of minions.

Matter-Horn, meanwhile, was having trouble dealing with the ringleader. This one was an avian and she stayed in the air out of the superheroine’s reach. “Just stay still!!” she shouted shooting bolts of magic into the air.

“And let you hit me? I don’t think so!” she taunted and effortlessly dodged the attacks. “HAH! Where are you aiming? The next block?”

“GRR! A little help, please?!” Matter-Horn cried over her shoulder.

Spike turned to see his sister struggling with the airborne foe and shook his head. He withdrew something from the utility belt and threw it to the ground. Blue smoke erupted outwards and Spike took the chance to escape. He jumped towards the flying woman and swung his staff down. She dodged it at the last second and delivered a kick to his side. Spike fell to the ground and landed hard.

“Ow! I think she cracked something,” he groaned standing up.

“You alright?” Matter-Horn called as she ran up to him.

“I will be. But that’s gonna leave a serious mark,” he grabbed his side and grimaced. “So, any plans?”

“I was hoping you’d have one.”

“I’ve been dealing with her posse. How is this one woman giving you such a hard time?”

“None of your opponents can fly!”

“YOU HAVE MAGIC!!”

“IT’S NOT THAT SIMPLE!!!”

Suddenly, a fireball came hurtling from the sky and landed between them. They looked up to see the avian’s hand outstretched, smoke trailing from it. “Are you two going to keep bickering like an old couple, or can we please get back to our fight?” she said in an annoyed tone, blowing on her hand.

Spike leaned into Matter-Horn and whispered something to her. They both nodded and broke off, running in opposite directions. Matter-Horn shot a series of magic bolts at the busty avian. She bobbed and weaved to avoid the attack, hurling fireballs at the masked heroine. With the flying bimbo distracted, she didn’t notice Spike circle behind her. He tossed a small silver object at the woman, which detonated in a blinding flash.

“FUCK! MY EYES!!” she screamed clutching at her face.

“Now, Matter-Horn!!” Spike shouted.

Masked Matter-Horn launched herself into the sky and clung to the woman.

“GET OFF ME, YOU BITCH!!” She shouted, flailing about.

“I will in just a second.” Matter-Horn reached up and snatched the choker from the woman’s neck. She zapped the crystal with her magic, shattering it. With the magic dispelled, the woman and the others returned to normal. Matter-Horn’s gem glowed, and she slowed their descent. Once on the ground she set the woman down.

“What? What happened? Where am I?” the woman said in a sleepy voice. She blinked her eyes and caught sight of the well-endowed woman before her. “Who are you?”

“Just your everyday superhero, Masked Matter-Horn,” she said with a smile.

The woman saw Spike standing nearby and pointed. “Who’s he? Why’s he in his pajamas? Is he your sidekick?”

“Not a sidekick!” he said throwing his hands up.

Matter-Horn chuckled and moved over to her ‘sidekick’. “Come on tough guy. Let’s get out of here.” She placed a hand on his shoulder and they both disappeared.

“Damn you, Matter-Horn! You continue to be a thorn in my side!!” Love Bunny growled. She sat on her throne and stared at the now dim monitor in front of her. Her minions around her stirred nervously.

“Mistress? If I may speak?” a woman’s voice said.

Love Bunny looked down to see Trixie approaching the throne. “Tread carefully, Ms. Lulamoon. You’re still on thin ice.”

“Of course,” she said with a slight bow. “Mistress, I believe I have a solution to our hero problem. One that can aid us against Masked Matter-Horn and provide us with a tremendous amount of sexual energy.”

“I’m listening.”

Author's Note

Alright, chapter eight is finally out. Glad I was able to finish it. Didn't think I'd get it done before the end of the week.

Anyway, we got some more stuff this chapter. Twilight and Raven are finally reorganizing the library. At least everyone's favorite book horse is happy now. The library should be reopening soon enough. Not too sure when that will be.

Spike got gear to help out Twilight with the superhero stuff. I actually wanted to write it this way. Celestia bequeathing him old equipment. The staff was inspired by Chat Noir's staff from the cartoon "Miraculous". i'm not sure if I want it to extend beyond the length of a bo staff, but I will include more functions. Not sure what though

I decided to change Stygian a bit here. He doesn't have any of the goddess's power, like the rest of the team, but he didn't get salty about it. So, instead of him turning into an edgy, quick turn around villain, with no build up or pay off, he builds a bunch of gadgets to keep up with the rest of them. I had the idea of Stygian being the Batman or Green Arrow of the group. A normal guy throwing down with virtual gods and keeping up with them. The crime lab analyst was a recent revelation.

Got some stuff with Fluttershy as well. Just a normal day for the veterinarian.

Celestia and Raven have quite a few secrets they're keeping from our heroes. I wonder what they could be? Who is Flash looking for? Why did Magnus send him to the library?

And finally, we have the nefarious schemes of Love Bunny and Trixie? What could they possibly have in store for Matter-Horn and her 'sidekick'? Stay tuned for the next chapter.

As always, thanks for taking the time to read this. I appreciate the feedback you guys give me. If there's anything you want to say to hesitate to comment. Tell me what you liked, what you didn't like, and what needs improvement.

Until next time.