Blackburner was walking through the Wastelends. There was really nothing here, just endless desert that wasn't hot nor cold, with some broken structures here and there, ravaged by time and weather. This place had one hell of a history. It used to be a massive inland ocean, until-

He dashed to the side to avoid a bolt of lightning that crackled past him. Ahead was an Earth-Pony, looking like total shit, like a crack addict straight outta Manehattan. He suddenly dashed towards him, zooming a few meters nearly instantly (Like he could) but with lightning surrounding him. He was holding a foal, and it tried to scamper away, but was grabbed by another pony. Blackburner looked harder at the landscape. Huh, there were a lot of intact buildings, just with cloak spells. He drew his sword, clashing with a magical blade summoned by the pony. "Hello! Die please!" The pony said far to excitedly, Blackburner shaking his head before shoving his blade out of the way and shoulderchecking the pony, making them stumble. He surged forward, his blade colliding with the pony's neck and taking its head clean off, the pony dropping dead. Flicking the blood off the blade, he dashed to the foal, who was begging Blackburner to help him. Blackburner chopped of the pony's head with a single chop, pulling the foal away from the corpse.

"What was wrong with them?" He asks, looking around for any more. The foal clings to him, crying loudly. Well, he's not getting any answers until this colt calms down. He carries the foal in, closing the floor behind him. "Oooohhhh, shit." Blackburner whispers, looking at the inside of the Allcorn Facility. "So this is where this hellhole was the entire time." He took out a roll of parchment and tore off a section, writing a message on it quickly before teleporting it to his Fuhrer. The foal had stopped crying, and Blackburner pried the child off his leg. "Are you alright? What's your name?"

The foal nodded, and looked up at him. "Subject C100p3r!" He said. Blackburner gestured, and the foal climbed onto his back, holding him tightly.

"You're going to need a new name...if we stick to familiarity, the name will be Clopper. Not very flattering, but it will have to do. Now, let's go through this place. Perhaps we can find something useful." If Clopper was a subject, he'd be able to the Allmagics produced in this place.

He nodded, and looked around on his new perch for danger. As they went around, they ran to nobody, until entering a large room with a ceiling, Clopper say a unicorn flying at them. "Pegasus ahead!"

"I see it!" Blackburner drew his sword. He couldn't keep it too far from him, as with all melee weapons used by magic levitation. He suddenly pulled the hilt, it snapping to spear shaft length, two meters long, with a large 'SHHCHING!!' coming from the transformation. The unicorn, which had magical crystal wings, tried to swoop upwards to avoid the weapon, but he slashed overhead, dissecting the unicorn in half and sending it crashing into the ground, blood and guts splattering in the direction it was travelling. He retracted the hilt and sheathed the sword, continuing forward. "Thanks, Clopper." He'd eventually find something that was an actual threat in this place. Although he's powerful, he's unable to train further. It's called the Overconfidence Curse.

Twilight was looking at herself in her mirror. The dress looked good on her, elegant but simple. After a bit of studying this look, she took off the dress, folding it and putting in a drawer. She was ready to go to sleep for the night, and put on her sleeping hat. Slipping under the covers, she was about to fall asleep when somebody knocked on her door. Grumbling, she walked downstairs and opened it, only to be greeted by a hooded pony. "Uhhh....hello?" She asked, and the pony smiled warmly.

"Excuse me miss, I'd like to check out a book, is that alright? You can go back to bed, I'll be out soon." She said. Twilight let her in, and she began looking, her blue magic sifting through the unorganized books. Twilight, deciding she had no reason be suspicious, went to bed. As soon as she was out of sight, the pony raised a hoof to pull her hood off, revealing the face of a blue unicorn. She looked around, then spread her wings, which were invisible under the cloak, grabbing the ancient tome on top of the shelf. It was exactly what she was looking for. It read 'Equestria's Artifacts - By the Two Sister's Scholars'. She grimaced at the 'Two Sister's' part. "Hmph, more like one sister." She practically growled. Placing the book on the table, she flipped through it, and soon came to the passage she wanted. "The Nightmare's Moon. An artifact [A PENDANT] that has an engraving of a full moon on it, able to grant the power of the dream realm to the wearer. Currently located in the [CASTLE OF THE TWO SISTERS]." The pony grinned. This book was the only copy, enchanted so she could read artifact forms and locations, as Celelestia and other beings tended to change their forms and hide them.

"Woah, who are you?" Luna calmly turned to see a baby dragon staring at her. She should be polite, as angering him could cause minor problems that could easily be prevented. She smiled warmly at him.

"I am Luna, a pony of the night. Who are you?" She didn't know what to call him that'd be a compliment, so she stuck with not calling him anything.

"I'm Spike, a baby dragon!" He said proudly, a fist against his chest.

"I could tell, your diminutive size gave it away." She let slip out, cringing as he sighed. He waved it off. "Anyways, I found what I came for, I will leave now. Goodnight, Spike." She began leaving, the dragon waving bye. She closed the door as he finished saying 'Goodbye Luna!', and spreading her wings, flew off into the night, into the Everfree to find her old castle...

Author's Note

The plot thickens!

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