Renaissance

Act II: Incandescent
Chapter V: ...Meltdown

Posters of both musicians and models adorned the walls, whilst figurines of characters from stories written, filmed, and animated, adorned shelves, books resting just behind them. Upon the regal pattern baring blanket on the bed Fleur sat, eating her coffee jelly with a smile and a light blush on her face. Her plate armor pieces laid next to her on her pillows, the gold flakes that adorned them glinting in the light of the sun that poured through the window next to her. "Mom's coffee jelly is always the best! Nopony else ever seems to make it just the way I like it..." She put another spoonful in her mouth, the sweetness of the cream and the bitterness of the coffee in the jelly mixed to create a symphony of fluffy, smooth, dark, rich; elegance, that danced upon her tongue.

The ex-model looked out her window at the peaceful valley that surrounded her family home, and the adjacent hustling, bustling, city streets. I'm glad Los Pegasus hasn't changed too much. I guess Daybreaker wasn't lying when she said she cared about and wanted to protect her loyal subjects. ...But I can only imagine what would happen if somepony pissed her off. The ruins of Canterlot still have flames that burn just as bright as they did the day the city was destroyed... She shuddered a little at the memory of flying past the ruins on an airship.

She heard the doorbell ring, raising a brow. "Qu'est-ce que c'est?" She looked down at her bowl, humming as she took the last bite of her coffee jelly, before pouring the remaining cream in her mouth. She stood up and put her spoon in her bowl, carrying them both in her right hand as she walked over to her door. I wonder if it's one or some of the members of the Court. Mom has always been rather friendly like that, inviting ponies she worked with over to our house.

She could just barley hear voices as she stepped out of her room, one seeming both louder than the others, and somehow familiar. Who is that? Closing her door behind her, she made her way down the hall and down the stairs to the first floor. She hummed a little Prench melody, trying to relax. It had been so long since she felt truly safe, that she had trouble not being on edge.

But when she reached the living room, having heard the voices coming from it's direction, she decided to never again cast away her caution, her jaw dropping along with her fingers going limp in shock, dropping her bowl and spoon. But before the two could reach the floor, they were grasped by magic that glowed a burning gold. No... No... Please, somepony please tell me I'm just having a horrible nightmare, and wake me up...

"Ah, just the pony I was looking for." Fleur could hear the smirk the mare wore upon her muzzle in her words. It was none other than Daybreaker herself, standing before the fireplace, which seemed to burn brighter in Daybreaker's presence. Her horn was aglow with the same aura that held the bowl and spoon, using her magic to set the two objects on the table in the center of the room. "You thought you could simply disappear for six months and nopony besides your mothers would notice, Fleur de Lis? Especially right after being conscripted into my army?" She sounded both a little angry, and curious. Pétale and Silkstrider both sat upon the couch, holding each other tight, trembling in fear.

Fleur trembled like they did, her jaw quivering, before quickly dropping down on her right knee and bowing her head, her left elbow resting on her left knee, her forearm going across and ending in her closed fist. "Praise be to you, God Empress Daybreaker..." She swallowed hard, almost making an audible gulp. "I-I apologise for my absence, my Goddess, I swear on my life that I will do whatever it takes to make up for it, just please, please don't punish my mum and mom for my transgressions. They don't deserve it, I left of my own accord and without telling them about it. If you're going to punish anypony, punish me..."

Daybreaker hummed in intrigue. "Hmm. Those are surprisingly noble words, for a deserter." She said the last word with malice, and it made Fleur's breathing become shaky. Daybreaker slowly and with intent stepped away from the fireplace, and over to the kneeling ex-model before she continued. "Normally, I would have you tied up and lashed seventy-seven times with a burning whip at the foot of the steps to the House of the Rising Sun, to make an example of what happens to those who desert my Empire for any length of time. You should consider yourself the luckiest mare in the world Fleur de Lis, for I am feeling surprisingly forgiving today. So long as you swear to me that you will do something for me, I will not punish you or your mothers. I have already talked to your mothers about it, and they of course gave me their approval. If they hadn't, you would have seen two piles of ash on the couch when you walked in here."

Fleur swallowed hard once again, looking up at the Goddess of the Sun with both fear and shock in her eyes. "What would you ask of me, my Goddess? I'll do anything, I swear on my life!" She never felt such intimidation and awe in her life as she gazed upon the immortal and powerful beauty of the flaming alicorn before her. Her mother was more than right about that, and Fleur agreed that it was near impossible to describe just how gorgeous, charming, and terrifying all at the same time; Daybreaker was. And that charisma only made her all the more intimidating. It was like the Goddess' words brought a calm to her heart that both caressed it and squeezed it hard in an unbreakable grasp.

Daybreaker's smirk spread wide into an eerily devilish grin for a moment, before she turned away, and walked back over to the fireplace, looking into it with a smile as the flames flickered and danced for her amusement. "I suppose first I should explain to you how I've come to the conclusion that you are the one to be chosen for the duty, the blessing, that I am to bestow upon you." She lifted her hand, and the flames in the fireplace took shape as she spoke, giving Fleur and her mothers a visualisation of what she spoke of as she said it. "You see, you aren't the first one I've come to about this matter, if you hadn't guessed already." The flames showed swords and magic bouncing off of, and being flung away from, a vision of Daybreaker. "I am immortal, I have no fear of being slain, nor dying of old age."

The Goddess of the Sun clenched her fist, the vision of Daybreaker turning to the side, her stomach growing. "But I require descendants, I require a dynasty to call my own, a family of powerful mares which I am mother to. Having such a dynasty would make me even more powerful and solidify the Solar Empire as a force that none could stand against. Think of it, Fleur de Lis, a family of highly intelligent and exquisitely powerful mares, all birthed from yours truly, leading my armies on different fronts, making sure of consecutive victories, no matter what war, what nation stood in my way! Even the great Griffonian Empire wouldn't be able to stand a chance!" The flames showed the mental images she conjured with her words as if it was a film screen made out of flames.

Daybreaker's expression became sour then. "But there lies a problem in being as powerful as I am, believe it or not." She scowled as the flames showed vulgar and detailed visions of stallions being mounted and milked by her, all of them either simply dying of exhaustion and failing to get her pregnant, or having their genitals crushed or bent by her clenching nethers. Fleur couldn't help but cringe at the latter part, pressing her thighs together and shifting her hips back at imagining the immense pain the various stallions that happened to must have felt. Daybreaker continued however, the flames changing to show a vision of Fleur's mothers. "That is where you come in, Fleur de Lis. Your mothers are of noble unicorn blood, and thus, so are you. But that is only one qualifying factor..."

The flames showed a vision of Fleur in them then, and the ex-model blushed at seeing they rendered a part of her that very few knew about. "That's right Fleur de Lis, I know. You, like one of your mothers, have a marecock. Mares born with cocks are naturally more magically fertile, as well as having cocks that are more resilient and perfect, which means they are less likely to be damaged so easily by my immortal folds, especially if they belong to a unicorn of noble blood. Another plus is that the sperm that mares with cocks produce is guaranteed to create mares and mares with cocks." She snickered at the words she was about to say. "Your other mother should consider herself lucky she gets to stay with her wife however. Fortunately, they are both older than you, not old per say, but past their prime. And thus, it is not your mother with a marecock that can be chosen for this."

Daybreaker stepped away from the fireplace, the flames returning to normal once again as her magic dissipated. "And so, this duty has come to rest upon your shoulders, Fleur de Lis." She stood before Fleur once again, holding the ex-model's chin in her hand to make her look into her eyes. "You are the one who will breed with me, the one who will give me the dynasty I want. The one who will allow me to become truly, utterly unstoppable in every single way." She let go of Fleur's chin, walking over to the front doors, which the Solar Guards opened for her. "I expect your presence at the House of the Rising Sun at exactly noon, or else your mothers will be burned alive before your very eyes and I will take what I want by force. Not through the vile and disgusting act of rape, but by having your semen extracted from your balls and injected into my womb until I am pregnant. And then you will be burned alive as well." She bent over and walked out of the doors, which a few seconds afterwards closed.

The Lis family were left in complete and abject horror and silence, Fleur's eyes wider than they had ever been from shock, and her mothers weeping in terror.