New Legacy

Ch.55

“Murtagh.” Sombra growled into his scrying bowl and shortly the black mirror of liquid rippled and revealed his only Rider servant. How pathetic. He was a pale shade compared to his father. A shame that Morzan’s progeny didn’t manage to retain the competence and malice of his old friend. No matter. He would serve his purpose. “You are to fly to Vroengard and retrieve an old treasure.” A moment and a flex of his mind, Murtagh knew what he was seeking.

“Leave your report on the enemy positions in the north with the spymaster in Narda.” Sombra ended the scry and strode with purpose to his throne where he sat with a clank of his black armor and a rumble echoed from the dark behind him. “Calm, Shruikan. I’ll have your mate sooner than anticipated.” He took his goblet and sipped the sweet dark blood-red juice.

Wine was fine, but he needed his mind sharp and he preferred juice anyhow. He peered into the goblet and whispered, revealing Cadence and that quite infuriating and impressive zebra mare Nasuada simply suffering together in their loneliness. Cadence must have assumed he didn’t notice that her power was spiking thanks to these rebels and their blasted Love empowering her.

She almost subconsciously broke her bonds once! He renewed them in her sleep and pondered how. He knew more alicorns have appeared, several, all of them Riders to boot! Ever since that broodmother Shimmer got pregnant, the balance of power was shifting drastically away from him. He was no fool, he knew this, he just couldn’t do anything about it!

He crushed the goblet and dark power sparked from him in his wrath as he clutched his spasming hand, snarling and willing the power back. All this power and beyond his castle he was no stronger than that doddering old fool Oromis galavanting about in the north! Now these new Riders have appeared and have rapidly amassed power to rival his but mobile. What was their secret? What did they discover that would empower them so quickly?

“How do you do?” A snake of multiple parts purred from a chandelier. It was there but not, it appeared to be a figment, a toy. Blast it, another spirit akin to a werecat. That was the trouble with making dark pacts with evil spirits, they tended to gather and annoy you. Best left ignored. “Time is such a great subject, you know, I can place things slowly over time and-.”

Sombra rubbed his brow and muttered two words. Suddenly everything simply stopped, as if time was no longer passing. “I have no patience for games. Either say your piece or leave.”

“Hm, nice trick, not as good as mine. Well, let's just say you’ll lose. My brother would like to obtain your library.” The infuriating serpent taunted before the air vibrated and chunky salsa rained down onto the floor of the throne room. That wouldn’t kill it, you can’t kill spirits, only disperse them.

“If there is one left when I’m done, he’s welcome to it.” Sombra grumbled and summoned more juice as he contemplated his next moves.

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“No~...he’s getting further away~...” Nasuada whimpered and Cadence gently stroked the distraught zebra mare’s hand as she hated herself more. She should’ve waited on the second phase of her plan until Murtagh was back, but if Nasuada became even more heartbroken, her plan may be for naught anyway.

Fuck it. She’d been a prisoner in her own castle for decades, most of her life in fact. Immortality isn’t worth it if you just suffer. This might be her end, but if not she hoped she met Shiny again. “Nasuada. I need you to listen to me.” Cadence turned the sad mare’s eyes to her and she wiped the tears from them. “I need you to stay strong. You need to be strong, because I can’t do this anymore.”

“No. Please…” Nasuada whimpered before Cadence leaned in and kissed the beautiful zebra on the mouth. Tears poured from Nasuada’s eyes as the pink alicorn faded away, her slave collar and manacles remaining to clatter to the floor. The pregnant mare choked, coughed and clenched her eyes. “Ah~!” She shrieked in pain she couldn’t even compare her tortures to.

The loud snapping of bones, the tearing of flesh and cries of agony filled the room. Soon, laying on a bed matted with blood, was the winged and horned Nasuada, gazing with dead eyes at the ceiling. She was deathly still, not even breathing. Then, a powerful pulse emitted from her body in a heartbeat. Then another. Another. It picked up, faster.

The wards, curses and binds upon her and in the room flaked away like salt or quartz crystals blowing away in a desert wind. Nasuada’s eyes suddenly shined a blinding bright pink and she roared in fury while a serpent chuckled from the corner in success. Because of her distraction, he wasn’t watching when this final gambit of Cadence’s came into play.

Nasuada was floating, she didn’t understand what was happening. All she knew was she was pissed and her mate was somewhere in that direction. She mindlessly moved in said direction, not noticing that she was blasting a hole through the dark castle that Sombra ruled his kingdom from. She instinctively grasped something she impacted and kept going, some part of her telling her it was important.

She didn’t even get to hear Sombra’s roar of impotent fury when she burst from the structure and flew northwest, intent on finding, bedding and wedding a certain father of her unborn foals.

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“Oh no…” Celestia looked to the north in horror. “What has she done? What has Cadence resorted to?” Celestia felt her heart break at the pure wrath and pain she’s displaying.

“It would seem Cadence was done waiting and has done something quite risky.” Luna commented grimly and then sighed before returning to her hearty breakfast of chocolate chip m&m pancakes drowned in blueberry syrup topped with banana slices. She didn’t know what m&ms were, but they were good. “There is nothing for it other than to wish her success.”

“Luna, she just, she’s risking death by imbuing someone else suitable for her aspect with herself! She’ll perish if she takes it too far for too long!” Celestia got up, but a forceful push on her shoulders from a burly simian in an odd black leather jacket put her back in her seat.

“You will be going nowhere. She is flying too far and too fast for anything other than teleportation to catch her and nobody here can pinpoint her and teleport such a distance. She is still on her own. All we can do is pray.” Luna sullenly stated before digging into her nauseously sweet breakfast and Celestia wilted before doing the same. She has had the oddest cravings…

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I woke up sometime after noon. Nobody complained to us about not getting breakfast...oh, because we moved the house northwest along the lakeshore. Right. I was so damn excited for last night that I was just stuck staring at Pinkie after the reception and unable to think beyond her beautiful blue eyes and the heady froth of lust simmering between Rora and I.

My mild confusion settled after a few moments and I rubbed the warm strawberry-scented and flavored pink waterbed, or rather cumbed we’d slept on after we’d fucked her immoble and then fucked each other like horny rabbits on top of her. Or horny us. We’re a bunch of sexy horny bitches! Woo! I kissed the surface and got up on my hands and knees to stretch. “Morning anybody awake.”

“There’s nobody named that here.” Pinkie playfully whispered from nearby and I looked to find her nearly-flat face, save her snout, on her surface. I crawled to her and kissed the incredible mare. “Aw, I guess it was me.” She fluttered her eyes at me and then looked around as much as she could. “I feel the others all on me. Could you all wake up? I feel the need to use the little filly’s room.”

“Huh? You need to go to the toilet?” I haven’t had to in...wow, it’s been a month or so? Whoa. Time flies when you’re at war...or uh, when you’re a spaz and spent a month of that time asleep.

“Not really? I just feel all this pressure is gonna pop me unless Kala gets her tight tushy in gear and puts that fancy purple pearl in my belly button. It won’t hurt the foals from what Kala said, but better safe than sorry.” Pinkie’s body creaked and she blushed. “Although, popping is orgasmic…”

“No, no. No popping. I’ll go get Kala up.” I smooched her snout and crawled around Pinkie’s balloon body to find my other wives. Thankfully, I found Kala first and with a few muttered words she tossed the Navel Pearl onto Pinkie and suddenly we were laying on a bed of giant pink cum-filled boobies.

“Mmph, right. Gotta get those too.” Kala muttered and rolled off of Pinkie’s bust at the front and soon Rora, Kat and I were falling to the floor on our sexy bubble butts while Pinkie was back into shape and giggling at us as she poked her bejeweled navel and nipples. “Bed.” Kala moaned and staggered back to our actual California King bed to flop into it.

Katrina and Rora were of like mind and joined Kala in going back to slumberland. Hah, lightweights. “What would you like for breakfast, Pinkie?” I asked as I turned around and moaned when she grabbed my tail and lifted it up to suck on it.

“Mm, you~.” Pinkie gulped and sucked my tail into her mouth and down her throat. My heart raced, excited for some potential safe vore, only for her to give my tail a tittyfuck too. Unf, oh, she actually just wants to drink my cum. Oo~! “Mm~!” I pumped and panted as I leaned against the doorframe in exhaustion while Pinkie sucked me dry. “Yummy! You taste like snozberries!”

“That is literally a euphemism for something tasting like penis.” I laughed between pants for breath and she squashed my tingling tail up between my wings and sandwiched them with her tits.

“I know~. Your snozberry is the tastiest.” She ran her unnaturally long tongue along my tail and I moaned against the doorframe. “I’m still hungry. Mama Dongo told me you have a place made of candy. I’m having a serious sweet tooth right now.” She groped my ass and licked my tail again. “If you don’t, I might just eat you.”

“If it won’t kill me...please?” I whimpered and Pinkie smiled sinisterly before her head expanded vastly and I squeaked when she nommed me to my waist in one bite! I struggled and squealed as she slurped me up and then swallowed me whole. I landed in a pool of opaque fluid. Fuck! I’m in the cum! I clenched my vagina tight, hoping I didn’t get any up inside me. I can’t breathe this though! Wait! *Snap!* Now I can breathe anything with my gills! Even vacuum! Chaos~!

I then used my fingers to summon something to keep the cum out of me. A pussy plug? Well, usually those are to keep it in, but in this case if I can somehow insert it without shoving a normal human male’s quantity into my womb anyway, it’d work. Well that’s what magic is for! I focused, which was difficult because it was an Orderly way to work magic, but I managed to teleport it, clean, into my vagina and I groaned into the fecund fluid upon success.

“Hey, you have fun napping in there. I’m gonna make some breakfast even though none of us need food, so it’s gonna be a dessert breakfast!” Mm, nice Pinkie. Save some for me...zzz…

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“You know, for a goddess of Chaos, you sure like napping and being lazy.” I heard someone comment and I huffed before opening my eyes. I was standing at a golf cart, clearly being the caddy while a beautiful serpentine draconequus, quite similar to me actually, was preparing a golf swing. “Hm...hand me the five iron.” I tossed it at her and she flicked the previous club into the air where it turned into several doves that flew towards the high ceiling.

This isn't some standard golf course. I don’t think they have a view of a green gas giant out of a massive window. “I’m just a sedentary person by nature. Life has driven me to action, but the moment I don’t have to do anything, napping and lazing about are pretty much my goal.” Yeah, deplorable me. I went from a respected history professor at a university to being a layabout broodmother dragoness who single handedly repopulated the species.

Wait, those are both respectable, even if the latter is silly, but I am silly when I’m not lazy. “Eh, Chaos takes all sorts. I mean, look at me: the Goddess of Chaotic Time, using it to create Chaos to promote Harmony. It's a beautiful irony.” Suddenly the five iron turned into an iron knee and whacked the golf ball down the range. Oh gosh, so...bad...mustn’t!

“Bwa, ha, ha, ha~!” I cackled at the hilariously horrible pun! Oh shit! An Iron Knee to punctuate irony! Oh, oh gosh. Someone better call the doctor, because someone’s lost their replacement knee! I guess you could call it a new term for kneecapping! Someone should call~! Hole in one! Eagle Ambulances for an emergency~!

“Yep, you’re family alright. Chaos through and through, regardless of how lazy you are. Almost none of us can resist stupid puns.” The beautiful serpent tossed the iron knee aside and approached me. “I’ve set in motion something that cannot be stopped. Something that will drastically alter the course of history and fate for your new home.” She put her hands on my shoulders and sadly smiled. “Whatever happens, ensure that Nasuada returns to the Varden before you assault Sombra, or you will all die.”

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I jolted awake in the reservoir of cum that was Pinkie’s insides. I frantically swam in a direction and then swam around until my hands found an opening and I began squeezing through it. When my ears weren’t full of gunk I could hear Pinkie squealing in pleasure and soon I emerged from her drooling quim to lay in a sticky heap gasping for air because my lungs had filled with semen. “Oo~! Ah, wow. That was great! Shimmy is awake, girls!”

“Gak, gah, no time! We have to go!” I got to my feet and almost slipped in the sticky reproductive fluids I was coating the floor in. “I just got told in my sleep by one of my aunts that if we don’t rescue Nasuada before we go to Urû'baen then we’re doomed!”

“Babe, I can understand that, but nobody, not even us, can take you seriously while you’re coated in cum.” Kala commented and then Pinke’s impossible tongue extended from her head like a giant cartoon tongue and with an exaggerated slurp, took up all the cum like magic. Gosh damn I love this mare and her silly antics! “Okay then, so we’ve gotta save our friend before fighting the guy who has her.”

“Actually, I got a telepathic message from Princess Luna shortly after waking up about their alicorn friend, Cadence, doing something drastic to escape from Sombra. It might be connected since she was imprisoned in the castle like Nasuada likely was. Let’s get cleaned up and interrupt our second honeymoon like we figured would happen.” Rora sighed in resignation and I joined everyone else in whining in disappointment.

“Well, damn it. After this war is over, we’re all going on a real vacation, a honeymoon to end all honeymoons! Our problems here can’t chase us to Kala’s dimension unlike the other way around, surely one of her extended family would be willing to help us arrange it since her mom and Shimmer’s mom both showed up for our weddings out of the blue.” Katrina-wait! I missed out on Urta’s second visit?! Aw darn it! She’s so cool and sexy!

“Yeah, good idea. Can we do that?” Rora asked Kala hopefully and our wife from another dimension looked fairly put on the spot as she wrung her fingers.

“Well...I don’t know? I think so? I mean, every major Displaced we end up in some relations with have preferential treatment and Shimmer is a Displaced, one Displaced by her mom and reborn into our family. I figure all we’d have to do is tell our family and we’d get a free slot at one of Berserker’s vacation resorts.” Kala informed us a bit nervously and Pinkie giggled.

“He sounds like He’s as lazy-loving as Shimmy. I bet they’d make great friends if they met!” Pinkie hugged me and then blinked with a blush as she backed away, having gushed milk from her nipples onto me. “Whoa, that quickly? My mams are all milky.”

“Two words: Balloon Pony. Another two words: Hyper Fertile. You’re basically what all of the fertility magic of the Empire is based around. We can all thank Daring Do of Wiatr for it.” Kala actually clasped her hands and prayed. Right, religion is legit in our universes, I keep forgetting that. “Now then, our future honeymoon is planned, let’s get to work saving everyone.”

“Uh, that’s technically not a plan, just an idea, but okay. Rora, get chatting with Luna on our heading while we get dressed.” Huh, when nobody is around we’re all a bunch of nudists aren’t we? I enjoy the view, don’t get me wrong, but I love seeing everyone in their clothes, how they fill them out, how they wear them. Mm~ sexy. “That said, it might be best if Rora and I go alone.”

“As much as I don’t like it, Pinkie and I are pregnant and even though Kala laid her eggs and stored them in a portable egg pouch in her storage, Colette is as unprepared for combat as Cloud, Pinkie’s partner even less so.” Katrina sighed and rubbed her deceptively flat stomach.

“Not for long! We’ll be kicking ass soon enough!” Colette declared from where she, Cloud and Pinkie’s unnamed partner were sitting at a low table and having a feast of meat. I had some concerns over their lack of needing to hunt for their meals, but so long as they still learned how at some point they’d be fine.

“Yeah! I’ll take a huge sword and cut off their legs so we can munch on them!” Cloud declared and I mentally bemoaned the idea of her emulating that famous duck-butt haired game guy.

“I should hunt rabbits to sharpen my survival instincts, but what is the value in doing so when it only brings unneeded suffering to other lives? Can we not just live in peace with this fantastic invention, to harm no others in need for sustenance? What value is there to life if it is not spent nobly?” The unnamed green-scaled dragon philosophized with his purple wall-eyed gaze peering into infinity.

“Uh...what?” Everyone besides Pinkie asked the now stone still green dragon as he blinked his eyes one at a time, then slapped his tongue against an eye and licked it.

“Very big-brain, buddy! You keep asking questions like that, but don’t forget to enjoy yourself.” Pinkie praised her partner, who did not respond besides wagging his tail tip slightly. “Okay everyone, we’re all gonna relax while our wifies go back to work. I wanna sex you too Katrina, you didn’t get to play with me last night.”

“Oo! Let’s go!” Katrina jumped to her hooves and the cow-mare smooched Rora and I before dragging Kala to the bedroom with Pinkie giggling as she trailed after them.

“I really wish that we could all just spend time together. I didn’t even get to do anything with you for a month while we stayed in Belatona and turned back two attempts by the Empire to retake it.” Rora sighed and got up from the table to kiss me-mm~! Mm~! I shuddered in a pleasure that wasn’t sexual as Rora absorbed me and we fused once more. “It’ll be quicker if we fuse.”

Rora snapped my fingers and we were now garbed in her armor before with a flick of her horn, we were now on the deck of the airship of the twin princesses. Since when could Rora teleport? Wait, a month, right. I was a living staircase for a month. Being a statue is restful in a way I couldn’t expect, but isn’t that the opposite of Chaos? I was filling a role for something to progress, that’s Order. Why did my magic let me do it?

I was so lost in my thoughts I barely noticed Rora moving my body to enter the captain cabin.