The Lunar Revolution

The Lunar Revolution

By: Kuroyami Fukaikuro

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A/N: OC’s introduced in this chapter. Also, in flashbacks, italics=dialogue and normal words=thoughts.

And if you think all the OC’s names might be too human, check the meanings of the names. Use this website: http://www.behindthename.com/

Chapter Two: Luna’s Generals

Flashback: 12 years ago…

A young boy with black hair and purple eyes peered through the branches at the soldiers. Based on their uniforms, they were Solar Empire… and this fact angered him more than anything else. He eyed their food. They don’t deserve it, he thought, when they got it through pillaging innocent civilians. He snuck around to the side and began to creep towards a crate of apples. He reached out towards one… and his hand was grabbed.

Hey Captain! This pathetic boy is trying to-” but he didn’t finish the sentence, because the ‘pathetic boy’ had punched him in the throat, kicked him in the crotch, flipped him, and then broke his arm.

As the soldier groaned in pain on the ground, the Captain approached the boy. “You have guts. I’ll tell you what. If you can beat ME in a fight, I’ll let you have some food. I’ll even let you attack first.” The boy shrugged, then grabbed the Captain’s head and snapped his neck. Before the other soldiers could react, the boy grabbed the Captain’s knives and threw them- they buried themselves in the other soldiers’ necks. He pulled the Captain’s sword out of its sheath, and approached the soldier on the ground.

“Please don’t kill me,” he pleaded, “I, I have a wife and a kid-” but his cries were silenced. His blood stained the boy’s face. He didn’t even bother to wipe it off.

The boy grabbed some of the soldier’s packs. One he filled with food, the other with medical supplies, and the third with weapons. He put on a holster and filled it with knives, and put the Captain’s belt on before sheathing his sword.

As he was leaving, he suddenly heard a sound. “Mfff, Mgff!” he turned, dropping the bags, and pulled out the sword. He cautiously approached the sound. He moved around a tent towards the sound. Its source was a young girl, his who appeared to be his own age. She had pink hair and blue eyes. Good thing she’s not older… or who knows what they would have done. He approached her, and she recoiled. He noticed her eyes glancing at the sword.

“It’s okay, I won’t hurt you,” he reassured her as he cut the bonds around her ankles and wrists. She pushed him away as she pulled off the gag. After coughing and puking a bit, she looked up.

“Thank you,” she said.

“It’s no problem.” He got up and began to walk away.

“Wait!” He turned back towards the girl.

“Yes?”

“Can you take me with you? I… I don’t think I’ll survive by myself.”

He stopped and thought about it. It would mean another mouth to feed… but with another person, I can carry even more supplies. And if I train her to be as good as me, maybe she’ll help me fight.

“…Very well. Grab one of the soldiers bags and fill it with as much food and supplies you can carry.”

She nodded and, despite her petite figure, managed to carry the exact same amount of stuff he was carrying. She stuck two short swords in her belt as her main weapons. He led her through the forest to a tree house that he was building. He climbed up the rope ladder and she followed. He let her sleep in the only room. He went outside and stared at the setting sun.

Yes, Sun, set, and every night I pray that you never rise again. But every new morning I find that my prayers are unanswered. But one day… I will find you, Celestia. And I will end you. I swear it on my father’s death. He began to walk towards the ladder, but he suddenly tripped.

…

Now

“AAAAAH!”  the young boy, now a man, woke from his dream with a start. His door burst open.

“Regent?” the girl, now a woman, asked, “Are you okay?”

He shook himself. “Yeah… I was just dreaming.”

“About your first kill?”

“No… when we first met.”

“When you fell?”

“Yes…”

“Remember what happened next?”

He did. His body was surrounded by a faint white glow as his descent slowed. Then the glow lifted him back onto the platform. Facing him was the girl, panting slightly with the effort of magically lifting him. “You can do magic?” he had asked. “Yes,” She had responded. “Well then, I guess getting food will be easier than before. But you didn’t have to save me. My father was a Pegasus before the Apple Event.” “Really?” “Yes.”

“You saved my life.”

She smiled, and kissed him on the cheek before leaving and saying, “And don’t you forget it.”

“I never will, Salvatrice. And it’s not like our partnership wasn’t beneficial; we were very successful orphans. I’m going back to sleep.”

“Actually, wait, it’s good you woke up…”

“I’m late for another meeting, right?”

“Yeah.”

Regent sighed. “Well, get out so I can change.”

“You’re wearing clothes.”

He looked down. “So I am. I should sleep earlier.”

…

Later, at the Hall of Justi- I mean, the meeting room

Regent walked into the room. “Hey guys, sorry I’m late. Again.”

Ezekiel, a blond man with green eyes sighed. “Dude, trust me, I know how boring these things are… I plan them, for Luna’s sake. But this one actually was important.”

Regent looked at him expectantly. “The assassination attempt was successful?”

“No…”

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“Read the debrief.”

He read it and was appalled. “You actually sent a guy in and told him to kill them all by HAND?” he said, shouting at a young woman with purple hair and black eyes. “Rune, are you insane?”

“I am APPALLED to think that it was my fault! He ran in their on his own! I told him to wait, but he didn’t listen!”

“Is he dead?”

“No…”

“He will be soon…”

“Hey, that doesn’t sound good…” a young woman with pink hair and yellow eyes spoke up.

“Shut up, Atsuko. Why don’t you go mix some poison or something.”

“I just did. Why don’t you shut up?”

“Aw, come on guys!” interjected a man with blue hair and red eyes. “We got close! We shouldn’t be fighting amongst ourselves, we should be relaxing!”

Atsuko and Regent both turned to him. “SHUT UP, Xenophon!”

A hand slammed down on the table. “SILENCE!” They all jumped and became quiet. A woman with black hair and black eyes glared at them. “We were lucky enough to get a chance to kill her. Since we failed, we will not complain. We will learn from our defeat so we do not fail next time. Understood?”

“Yes, Princess Moon!” they all said in unison.

She paced around the room in thought. “When I split off from Luna and became my own entity, I discovered that I could still share her mind if I wished… and we decided to use this to our advantage. You know this. Now, let’s see what Canterlot’s reaction to the assassination is… Oh crap.”

“What?”

“They… They got the generals to guard Celestia.” Everyone groaned. “You guys better get to training… Salviette and Rune, Magic Training with Trixie. Xenophon and Ezekiel, Martial Arts training with Little Dragon. Ashalina, flying training with Nightwing. And Regent… Sparring with me, as usual.”

They all went their separate ways.

…

The Coliseum

Regent and Nightmare Moon faced off. They circled each other, and Nightmare suddenly vanished. But Regent was not surprised- she always did this. And though she was invisible, he could sense the magical energy of the spell that had let her do so. He held his sword horizontally and pushed it into the air, blocking her downward strike. Then she vanished again. This process repeated for some time, with him blocking every random strike.

“Oh, come on, stop holding back.” Regent said. “We’ve been through this routine a hundred times. I’ll never get better with you like this.” Then she reappeared in front of him.

“Something new? All right then, how ‘bout some MAGIC?!” she thrust her left hand out and dark energy shot out of it.

“Oh shit!” he jumped to the side and threw a knife at her, which she simply blocked with her shield. But then again, that was the plan. While she was preoccupied with the knife, he moved out of her line of sight and into the shadows. She looked around and, noticing his absence, used another form of her magic to feel around the shadows for his presence. He jumped into the direction of the sun. When she looked up, she was blinded for a second by the light, and he attacked downward, barely missing her. She flipped and landed on her feet.

“Nicely done. But you won’t escape this!” She began to bend the shadows to her will, and they covered the sun, leaving the arena in darkness. Regent was unable to see, and he could no longer feel her presence; the shadows stifled his senses. He was knocked into the air and smashed into the ground before her blade was stabbed into the ground next to his face, brushing against his ear. She released the darkness.

“I’m still impressed at your skill. I’ve been around for a thousand years, and even on the moon I had to fight to survive.”

“What the hell would you fight on the moon?”

“ANYWAYS, it is of note that even with all my experience, you actually manage to injure me. And you’re not even using your wings. Speaking of which, why do you never use your wings?”

Regent’s face darkened. “I will only publicize these wings when I use them to aid me in the death of my greatest enemy.”

“Well, if you used them, you might actually fight me to a standstill.”

“That’s good to know. Hey, have you chosen which of the Six each of us are gonna fight?”

“Look, I know you want to fight Twilight, but…”

“I won’t fight anyone but her.”

“You’re good, but with the Element of Magic giving her even more power, she’s even surpassed me. And magic generally trumps flying and normal fighting anyways.”

“The way my wings look isn’t the only secret I have…”

“Then what else can you do? What kind of trump card do you have? What else about you could possibly make you more powerful than Twilight? Or even me?”

“…We have a negotiation to attend.”

Nightmare Moon sighed, and began to walk towards the woman’s locker room. “Fine, but this isn’t over. I’ll find out your secret soon enough.”

“Hopefully it won’t come to that.”

…

The Conference Room

(It’s different from the meeting room because the meeting room has computers and technology and crap- this is a long table and chairs)

Nightmare and Regent sat down in chairs next to each other and faced their guest. Regent spoke first.

“Thank you for coming, Chrysalis.”

End of Chapter Two.

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