A New Time, A New Place

Fengàri's head tilted skyward before his gaze flicked about, tracking the combat before a faint, slow smirk crossed his face. For just an instant, his irises shimmered bloody crimson with pale yellow and dark orange… the eyes of a Primordial Destroyer…. his gloved fingers depressed the front of the cover, exposing the red trigger of the Cosmic Astroswitch. Moments later, two synthesized words rang out.

"COSMIC ON!!"

In a surge of bluish white cosmic light with radiant surges of purplish blue and pale green light, his armored form shifted into one of Kamen Rider Fourze's strongest forms.

Goldar Maximus' gaze skirted downward for just an instant as an intense surge of cosmic energy flared up, a flare of pale bluish purple light flickering for a couple of seconds.

In those scant few seconds of distraction, a surge of bright bluish white light, swirling like a spiral galaxy blinded him before a fist slammed into his face. A heavy clubbing blow caught him just underneath the ribs, pushing him backwards before he heard a hiss of escaping air before several rapid kicks caught him high in the abdomen before the glare from the gateway faded away.

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"Huh… if there was any way to know for certain I'm not on Earth anymore… this is it. A beautiful world… and if you or Ooze thinks you can take it over… you're mistaken. Now, we're gonna kick your ass so hard, you're gonna need an ass transplant operation, 'cause you're not gonna have any left," Fengàri's voice was a sigh. His head turned, not surprised at Tara glaring at him.

"You seem to forget that no Ranger nor Rider fights alone… just like the Elements… we're stronger together," his tone was low before he reversed his hover, just evading Goldar's enraged slash. "If there's one good thing about being this high… I don't have to smell your ugly ass. Kinda sad that you were one of the few villains I actually liked," he drawled lazily, fairly certain that would not only confuse Goldar Maximus, but also distract him.

"So you come from a world where you observe us, not interact. Surprising, but not unexpected." Goldar said as he glared at Fen. "We've known about the Multiverse ever since Rita was banished and even before that Master Vile suspected." He tried using the conversation as a distraction to attack both Tara and Fen with his fire ropes.

Fengàri lightly tapped two triggers, 2 and 32, activating the Launcher and Freezer Modules. The rockets fired at Goldar Maximus. "Frankly, that doesn't surprise me. Though I do know something that Rita and Zedd would be very interested in. I know that the Red Space Ranger shattered Zordon's containment tube, which for the majority of villains proved a fatal reaction. I know for Rita and Zedd, it more than likely suppressed their more malevolent sides… which I'm guessing happened to you as well. I do, however, know that the Eltaran survived… how, I don't know nor do I know where he is," he commented nonchalantly as his rockets hit, turning one chain into a frozen mass and more than two-thirds of the other chain. "I'm guessing it never occurred to you that being on the side of good might make you stronger. True, darkness and hatred makes you strong, focused… however… it's like an emergency flare. Burns hot and fast and eventually burns out," he deadpanned. "But fighting for what we fight for? It inspires others and pushes yields of far higher strength because we never fight solely for ourselves, the pleasure, or for power," he commented.

"It was Zordon's tube shattering that killed me the first time as the Rangers were never able to truly destroy me." Goldar clarified. "I have a score to settle with Zedd. He forced me to kill my own brother after my brother betrayed us. Once I'm done here, I will hunt him down whether or not Ooze absorbed his power from his son's staff or not. I am still going to slaughter him."

A slow chuckle escapes Fengàri. "He already has… as Putties were amongst those flunkies outside the castle, though you could do something the Rangers would never expect nor foresee… and help us kick Ooze's ass until there aren't even atoms of that fucker. And whether or not Zedd's still around or not… which wouldn't surprise me if he is out there somewhere… I'll help you beat his ass myself. Besides… if there's two villains I always wanted to fight it was you and Zedd… more precisely… I'd like nothing more than to kick Zedd in the balls so hard that his balls are so thoroughly crushed that a black hole couldn't destroy them more," he deadpanned. He smirked as he rolled his shoulders. "Besides, I think you and your brother are much like Spartans of Ancient Greece. Warriors of honor who are more than willing to throw down… Zedd… was never worthy of your loyalty. I mean, how much respect did he really show you? From what I know, you and Silverback were amongst his strongest warriors and generals… yet what word did he use for you two? 'Dog', if I recall correctly… and he thinks treating others like that ensures 'loyalty'... psh…. the only thing that ensures is distrust and wariness," he deadpanned as his eyes behind his lenses were glowing a brilliant iridescent silver with hints of ruby and amber. "And if there's one thing a Wolf knows, it's loyalty to the pack," he growled. He suspected that Goldar would notice that he had referred to Goldar's brother in the present tense where Goldar had referred to him in the past tense.

"Test me as you wish Rider but I am on the side of evil through and through that is the reason I want to slaughter Zedd." Goldar quickly dived before using his momentum to increase the force of his rising strike. "He has become good and since Rita was destroyed by Xandred I do not have any other from my past that has changed sides."

"Hmmm… last I heard, Zedd was lost in the timestream… so he could have escaped at any point, though the idea that Rita's power was consumed by Xandred wouldn't surprise me," Fengàri commented. 'Though I'm guessing that Zedd's darkness grmay well have been stripped away from him by Zordon's energy wave, since I'm sensing something very dark to the far northwest of Equestria,' he thought as his gaze shifted, unaware the eye lenses were glowing a pulsing silvery gray. He could sense the dark energy coming from a cloaked individual. "And if I told you the Dark Lord that ordered your brother's murder is alive?" he drawled. His hand tugged back on the handle of the Barizun Sword, revealing its blade as he blocked Goldar Maximus' upward slash, using the momentum to spin in a back somersault several times in a shower of prismatic sparks.

He tapped the 20 trigger, activating the Fire Module before he fired several shots of fire plasma at Goldar Maximus.

"I shall rejoin my master." Goldar stated firmly while deflecting the balls of plasma. "If I was willing to kill my older sibling on his order for the mention of betrayal I am loyal to the core." He began to charge forward ready to attack Fengàri but was stopped by the blade of the sword of darkness sticking through his chest.

"Then it's lucky you attacked my Sister first." Tara said as her voice still held an echo but it no longer had the demonic rumble from before.

Goldar painfully turned his head to look at the mare who had stabbed him. In his pain filled haze he noticed that her eyes were closed. "How?!" He groaned the pain of his impalement making his voice weak.

"Surprisingly it is the fact that you embody a darker half of one of the Elements of Harmony that brought me back into focus." Tara said opening her eyes, revealing the blood-red splits that were her pupils showing that she had gained control over her dark form. "Your deep-seated loyalty, even to a being as evil as Zedd, resonated with my magic, awakening me from a blind yet calm rage. Now that I'm in control I have even greater strength than in my enhanced Ranger forms or my battlizer allowing me to pierce your armor as I have."

Tara proved her point by summoning the golden Sword of Light and tossed the weapon to Fengàri. "Use this. It's the counterpart of the sword I currently wield. It can transfer power between Rangers by copying them. Using it on him will most likely seal him within his blade and we can destroy the weapon afterwards, removing his threat completely."

Fengàri caught the Sword of Light, his eyebrows rising as it shifted forms before igniting with silvery white golden tipped flames as he focused, the Cosmic Astroswitch locking into the Barizun Sword before the blade flared with prismatic blue cosmic fire, activating the Cosmic Limit Break.

"Yours is an obsessive Loyalty… a twisted and corrupted Loyalty, yet Loyalty all the same. Regardless… Kaichō Ginga Assai-ki!!" Fengàri roared as he slashed with both blades, a spiraling duo of energy discs, one a prismatic bluish white, the other a brilliant golden with prismatic rainbow edges surging at extreme speed at Goldar Maximus.

As the attack closed in Tara drug her blade through Goldar's torso before backing away and launching her own empowered attack one which, like Fengàri's, glowed with the shades of a rainbow but the colors were a dark mockery of the normal rainbow. "Harmonic Dissonance! Final Strike!" She shouted as the attacks collided, vaporizing Goldar Maximus before wrapping around his sword and being absorbed into the blade.

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"Didn't think the sealing thing would really work but I'm not going to complain." Tara said as the blade began falling. "Let's get back down there Fen, I'm not sure if I'll last much longer right now."

"I know the feeling. Though I think the best thing to do with that blade… is toss it into the nearest black hole as the Tenth Doctor did the matriarch of the Family of Blood… he tossed her ass right to the edges of a black hole… not quite on the event horizon… but so close to it that from an outside perspective she'd be frozen… whilst from her perspective centuries if not millennia would pass… yet she'd still be stuck there… watching, yet never able to interact… yet never having the escape of death, either," he commented as he opened a gateway to the planetside.

As their boots hit the ground and the gateway closed behind them even as the beam of golden flame hit yards from them, his armored form shattered in a shower of iridescent sparks and mist as he dropped to one knee, coughing up a gout of blood to which Geiz and Tsukuyomi winced, the former knowing the feeling himself.

Woz cringed. "Much like Geiz when he initially came into possession of his Revive Ridewatch," he started, "using multiple forms and powers will put a strain on his body as some forms use energy already within the body or enhance one's potential as Kuuga and Kabuto did, representing the powerful potential within the human spirit and will. Others draw upon other forms of power, Kiva's Fangire power, Fourze's Cosmic power, and Build's power streamlined from the Nebula Gas, to name a few. Ixa, Drive, Blade, and the first two Riders were enhanced by what they gained," he sighed. "Over time, his body will strengthen and adjust," he finished.

"How's Twily?" Tara asked as the black aura around her shattered. "Is she ok? I kinda snapped when I saw her blood and didn't really see if Goldar hurt her more."

Tempest exhaled softly. "He didn't get the chance to do more than draw a bit of blood. Had you not put him on his ass, I would have given him a massive electrical blast right where Celestia's Sun doesn't shine," she grumbled with a glare at Goldar's steaming blade.

Twilight stumbled down the steps, her dress a bit torn as she saw Tara and the odd stallion, though she could smell the blood immediately. A bandage was on the left side of her throat just shy of her trachea. She blinked several times as he tried to stand up but nearly collapsed before Fluttershy caught him alongside Geiz.

"What an idiot," Geiz grumbled.

"Like you… when… you died for…. Sugou? Dumb… ass," Fengàri managed to slur as he lost consciousness.

"Does he need to go to the Hospital? I'm pretty certain that coughing up blood implies internal injuries, though we have no idea how magic would affect him," Twilight rambled hurriedly. "And this right before Celestia was going to retire for a calmer time… not that Luna wants to, of course," she rambled nervously.

"You know that Luna can overrule Celestia saying that she's retiring considering they both have equal power and Luna needs more time on the throne. Taking a vacation to finish catching up to modern times is fine. Retiring completely would be a bad idea as I suggested, lil Sis." Tara said as she slowly walked over to Twilight before hugging her. "But right now I'm glad you're ok. I'm sorry too, sorry I let Goldar get that far and that you saw what darkness lies in me now thanks to my mistakes."

"But considering the usual stresses of dealing with politicians and those damn selfish Noble pains in the flanks, especially for at least a couple of millennia minimum, that takes a toll on anypony, immortal or mortal. Although you aren't the only one who's felt Dark Magic's touch…. the first time I faced Sombra… I had to use Dark Magic to break his nasty illusion. I'm pretty sure if I'd died in the illusion, it would have reflected physically," Twilight rambled. "I have no idea how he merged weaves with such a powerful illusion with Dream Magic," she sighed, well aware that true Dream Magic usage came only from Princess Luna or her bloodline.

"Yeah, I remember." Tara muttered "I couldn't protect you or Spike back then either, all I did was hold the Umbra in their stasis. Important for sure but not a combat role like I usually take."

"You'd be surprised how Fate weaves her threads. Even those deemed as 'Gods' and 'Goddesses' aren't immune to it. Even I, a deity representing the true Final Fate, am not immune. Though I can see more of her weave than most, having been both a God and Godkiller from birth… I could not see everything," an unfamiliar accented voice sighed, the accent sounding like a rolling cross between British, Irish, Italian, and Greek. The speaker was close to seven feet tall, lean with tawny muscle. His eyes were a pure swirling silver beneath red streaked raven locks. He was also semi-transparent and barefoot, wearing baggy light creamy tan pants as well as an open Formesta robe that brushed just beneath his knees.

Tara reacted quickly, she let go of Twilight and drew the sword of darkness while her Aura reappeared in a flash.

His name… formerly… Acheron Parthenopaeus a.k.a 'Apostolos'... the Atlantean God of Fate… and the last survivor of their Pantheon. "I can't do anything in this form… even to shift a breeze," he sighed at the Alicorn's reaction. "I gave everything… body, mind, life force, my godly domains," he deadpanned.