The Arrogance of Man: Remastered Edition

Junior gasped as his eyes shot open. He lied in bed, covered a cold sweat. The Transmutant looked over to the window, finding it to be dawn. He sat up and rubbed his brows with a tired sigh.

"Get out of my head. Get out of my head." Junior muttered to himself. Yet again, another night of nightmares.

He turned to find that the Dazzlings and the rest of the Transmutants were sound asleep. With a sigh, he made his way to the boys.

"Get up guys. We have work to do."

The day for the boys started. They took a boat out into the water and continued to search for fish. Junior took on his beast form and led them further out into the water. Since it was early morning, so they could afford moving farther out without worry of drawing attention. Junior towed the boat, allowing for traversal of a greater distance, leading to new found fortune for the three as they located a great school of fish. The net was cast over, allowing the boys to catch the numerous fish. After that, they returned to shore, where they then delivered their catch to their employer, who would set up shop to sell the fresh merchandise. Because of the high demand for fish, they sold quick.

The Transmutants spent the day going back and forth. Thanks to Junior, they were able to bring in greater hauls back to shore. Today had proved to be a fruitful one. By afternoon, the boys were allowed the rest of the day off, as well as an advance in their pay for this day.

The boys returned to the inn after a hard day's work. Junior sighed as he lied himself down in bed, while the other boys stretched. Rodan winced.

"Now what do we do? We have the rest of the day off," said Rodan.

"We can relax," said Angirasu.

"Yeah, but I wanna do something fun. Hey, maybe this city is ripe for some good ol' pranks," said Rodan, a devilish smile on his face. Aria perked up at this.

"Pranks?"

"Rodan, no. This isn't Ponyville. I doubt the people here would get a laugh," said Mosura in disapproval.

"Ugh. Fine." Rodan pouted. He noticed the mild disappointment that was on Aria's face. He didn't take her for a trouble maker. This only made him want do what he wanted even more.

"Hey uh... We need some more vitamin C for you, right Mosu? I'll run on down to the market and get you some citrus or something," said Rodan.

"Oh. Well, I'd greatly appreciate that," said Mosura, appearing pleased. Rodan smirked to himself, but he quickly began to think up random nonsense as to prevent the telepath from catching onto his true motive. It was fortunate that Mosura's illness had made her none the wiser to his true motive. It also helped that she was a bit naïve.

"Wanna come, Aria? I know how you hate being cooped up here," said Rodan, meeting Aria with a link. The girl's brows slightly raised, but she caught on, as though the two had a synchronized thought.

"S-sure."

"Wait a minute, Aria..." Adagio fell silent as the pair was quick to be out the door.

As the pair began to leave, Sonata sat up. Her cheeks were flushing red as Angirasu lied back in bed with a sigh. The Dazzling timidly made her way over.

"H-Hey, Angirasu." Sonata called.

"Hmm?" Angirasu glanced over at the girl, curious. Sonata twiddled her fingers with a shy look.

"I was just wondering... There's still some things that I want to do on la- I mean, in the city. Would you... Would you mind doing some stuff with me, please?" Asked Sonata. The boy smiled.

"Sure. That might be fun," said Angirasu. Adagio looked over with an incredulous look.

"Wha- Sonata, they just got back from working. Don't bother him," said Adagio in disapproval. Aside of the inconsiderate request at the time, the Dazzlings couldn't afford to waste any more time than they have. They found a suitable location for their singing, but now they were getting sidetracked.

"No, it's alright. I don't mind," said Angirasu, nonchalant. Sonata beamed. She quickly took his hand and pulled him to the door.

"Let's go!" Sonata squealed. The boy stumbled after her, right out the door. Adagio sighed in annoyance, while Mosura snoozed away, having fallen asleep. She never knew that people could fall asleep that fast. The Dazzling shook her head as she began to storm off to the kitchen.

"What's with the attitude?" asked Junior, raising himself up from bed.

"Don't worry about it," spat Adagio. Junior slightly winced at the girl's harsh tone. It was a huge contrast compared to last night.

"If you're worried about your sisters, don't be. They're fine with the guys," said Junior in reassurance.

"I don't even know anything about them, let alone this place. Why should I be comfortable with a couple of strangers taking them somewhere?" demanded Adagio, glaring at the boy. Junior furrowed his brows, annoyance creeping in.

"First of all, I thought you were getting pretty comfortable with us. Why the hostility all of the sudden? You weren't like this the other night. You on the rag or something?"

"I don't even know what that means! Just shut up!" said Adagio, turning to leave. Junior scoffed.

"Bitch." Junior muttered. Adagio suddenly stopped in her tracks. She turned to the boy, a dark expression on her face.

"What'd you call me?"

"Huh?" Junior noticed a tone in her voice. It was as though she was trying to keep her composure.

"No, don't answer. We both know what you just said. Take it back," said Adagio, narrowing her eyes at the boy. Junior snorted.

"Why?"

"Because you insulted me!" said Adagio, glaring at the boy.

"Uh... Yeah? Because you're being a bitch," said Junior. Adagio grew red in the face.

"Take. It. Back." Adagio growled.

"If you don't want people to call you a bitch, then don't be a bitch," said Junior, leaning back in bed, a smirk on his face. Adagio growled, fuming at the boy's dumb smirk on his face. She grinded her teeth as he grew amused at her flustered state. She suddenly dropped her elbow on the boy's stomach, causing him to hunch with a grunt.

"Gah! See what I mean?!"

"Oh shut up! I knew my first impression of you was right! You're not nice after all! You're just like everyone else here!" said Adagio, glaring hatefully at the boy.

"Who is 'everyone else'? Are you talking about my friends? If not for us, your ass would be dead on the beach from hypothermia!" snapped Junior. He pointed a finger at the Dazzling, who recoiled.

"How about you get off your fucking high horse and show some gratitude!"

"You're quite a charmer, aren't you? You treat all of the girls like this?" Adagio smacked his finger away.

"Hey, you started it! I wasn't the one acting like a bitch for no reason!" said Junior. Adagio snarled.

"There you go again! Didn't your mother ever teach you not to be so rude to women?" said Adagio. Junior grew red in the face. He clenched his fist, as his heart raced.

"Hey! Let's leave mothers out of this!"

"Struck a nerve huh? Didn't take you to be such a momma's boy. So lame," scoffed Adagio. Junior narrowed his eyes.

"Shut up!"

"Or what? You'll cry to mommy?" Adagio mocked. Junior gritted his teeth, his blood began to boil.

"Maybe mommy dearest should've taught you how to treat girls instead of coddling you!" spat Adagio.

"Adagio!" The Dazzling flinched and turned to find Mosura to have risen from bed. An appalled look was on her face.

Junior was frozen in place. He felt a torrent of emotions swirling inside of him. His fists clenched, his body trembled. Adagio noticed this and immediately grew nervous.

"H-Hey, if you try anything, I'll scream!" said Adagio. Mosura suddenly came up from behind her and cupped her mouth.

"Gojira, please calm down! S-She didn't-" Mosura desperately tried to get the boy's attention. She didn't like the state of him right now. She had only caught onto the later half of the argument during her nap, but she knew that he was set off. Junior suddenly let out a long exhale through his nostrils, still keeping his harsh glare.

Without saying a word, the boy stormed out of the inn. He slammed the door shut, prompting the girls to flinch. Mosura released Adagio and sighed in relief.

"For a minute there, I thought he was going to beat you senseless. Thank gods," said Mosura.

"I-I'm not scared of him," said Adagio, indignant. Mosura glared at him.

"Hey, cut that out! He wouldn't have gotten like that if you hadn't provoked him!" said Mosura.

"You're taking that jerk's side?! Did you hear the way he was speaking to me?!" demanded Adagio.

"I'm not taking anyone's side. He was just as wrong as you were. But you had the ability to deescalate, instead you chose to stoke the fire," said Mosura. Adagio crossed her arms over her chest. Mosura narrowed her eyes at the girl.

"Bringing his mother into it was uncalled for."

"So what if I did? She obviously didn't raise him right if he turned out to be such a rude brute." Adagio scoffed.

"How could she have raised him? She died a long time ago." Mosura said, her tone soft. Adagio went stiff as she heard this. She looked to the Transmutant for confirmation. The girl's stern look was all that she needed. Immediately, guilt and shame began to fill the girl, now that she had a cooler head.

"I... I didn't... Had I known..." Adagio looked away, feeling sick to her stomach. Mosura let out a heavy sigh.

"I guess you can't be blamed for that. Even still, I think bringing up family members in a heated argument is a lousy thing to do. Regardless of their status," Mosura coughed briefly, before sniffling. She stumbled over to the kitchen.

"I expect you two to make up by the end of the day," said Mosura, eyes narrowed. Adagio winced at Mosura's stern tone. She felt like a child being scolded by her mother. But that was nothing compared to how she was feeling this moment.

It was noon. A man was moving vases about in front of his shop. He wiped a sweaty brow as he looked to the sky, where the blazing sun hung. Just another hot day in good ol' Saddle Arabia, he thought.

As the man turned his attention back to his store, there was the sound of rattling. Confused, he turned to a vase that was half the size of his body. The vase shook as a rattling filled the air. Confused, the man stepped closer. The lid to the vase suddenly lifted, revealing the head of a large snake. The rattling grew louder and more intense.

The man screamed as he scrambled away from the vase, fleeing from the storefront. From the vase, a laughing Rodan emerged, wearing a sock puppet with googly eyes and a red string glued to it. Aria emerged from another vase, carrying a maraca.

"Nice! We got him good!" snickered Aria.

"All thanks to your work with the maraca. It really sold the illusion," said Rodan. The two began to step out of the large vases that they hid in.

"So what's next?" asked Aria, eagerly. Rodan scratched his chin in thought. The pair had been at this for some time now. It was starting to lose its thrill.

"Hmm. Well, this style is fun and all, but it's getting a bit old. Maybe we-"

"Over here!" A voice shouted. The boy and girl found that another man had arrived onto the scene. He was accompanied by a pair of guards, who were clad in white, with turbans on their heads. At their hips, a sword hung in their sheath.

"That's them! They used that puppet to scare my customers into thinking a rattle snake was around!" said the man. Rodan quickly hid his arm behind his back with a sheepish smile.

"Alright then. You two, you're being charged with disturbing the peace. Now either you pay the 50 Riyal fine, or you come with us and serve a night in jail. Your choice," said the guard, sternly.

"Sure! Sure, no problem. Lemme just-" Rodan suddenly grabbed Aria's hand and took off running with her.

"WE GOT A COUPLE RUNNERS!" One of the guards shouted.

Rodan and Aria panted as they ran through the crowded streets of Saddle Arabia. They shoved passed citizens that were in their path and ran as fast as their legs muster.

"Why didn't you pay the fine?!" asked Aria.

"Because I'm dirt poor!" cried Rodan. While he and the boys made some money, Junior would kill him if he found out that they had to part with some of it because of stupid pranks. Running was the only option. The pair continued to flee, as more guards flooded the streets to pursue them. The fugitives began to knock anything over that was in their path to stall the guards, who tripped and stumbled over turned over barrels and tables.

Rodan and Aria were beginning to tire as they ran through every street and alley that filled the district. They began to find themselves running into guards that had managed to cut off their paths, prompting them to quickly retreat. It wasn't until they came across an alley, where they found themselves at their wits end. Guards were scanning the general area, as they moved to the alley from both sides. Aria grew pale with dread.

"Dear Poseidon, what do we do?!" asked Aria. She didn't know what a jail was, but the way Rodan was dragging her around made her think it wasn't pleasant. Her breathing grew quick, while Rodan's eyes darted around. He gasped once he noticed a wagon full of hay, being pulled by a horse.

"Come on!" Rodan led the Dazzling to the wagon. The pair hopped inside, burying themselves beneath. Aria gasped once she realized she was pressed against the boy's chest. Rodan appeared flustered, which only managed to do the same to her. Before she could speak, Rodan quickly pulled her closer into his arms.

"Wh-Wha-" Aria's mouth was cupped by Rodan.

"Just keep quiet!" Rodan hissed. The two waited beneath the hay, while the horse remained stationary. Suddenly, an older man stepped outside from a door and took a seat at the front of the wagon. He snapped the reigns, prompting the horse to walk, with the wagon in tow. The wagon left the alley, just as the guards closed in, still searching for their targets.

From inside of the hay, Rodan and Aria remained still. The boy's heart was pounding in his chest, which could be felt by Aria. Her face grew flushed as she lied close against him.

"H-How long do we have to stay like this?" Aria asked, awkwardly.

"Probably for a while. Just relax and enjoy the ride," muttered Rodan, gulping. Aria bit her lip, after letting out a sigh.

"Well, I've learned my lesson. I'll never prank again," said Aria in dismay.

Meanwhile, the wagon began to pass down the street. On this street, Angirasu Riku found himself walking alongside Sonata Dusk. The girl cheerfully smiled.

This was starting off as a good day so far. While they haven't done anything yet, the boy at least agreed to take her out. Although technically, she never made it clear that this was in fact supposed to be a date. She wanted to come out with it, but thought the boy wouldn't be comfortable, considering how little they know of each other. This was going to have to do for now.

Sonata wanted to at least make an effort to show that she was smitten with the boy. She thought that perhaps she should use actions to pull this off. Perhaps imitating the humans and their mannerisms would help. But, Sonata wasn't familiar with them. That left her with the power of observation.

Immediately, Sonata picked up on something. She found that a man and woman were walking arm in arm down the street. If they weren't a couple, then Sonata didn't know what they'd be. The Dazzling latched onto Angirasu's arm, causing him to stumble. He looked at her in confusion, only to be met with a cheeky smile by the girl. He let out a smile of endearment as he returned to walking.

'So far so good,' thought Sonata.

"Hey, are you hungry?" asked Angirasu, as the pair came across a particular street.

"Oh yeah. My tummy's on empty," said Sonata in exasperation. Angirasu chuckled.

"Same. Hey, wanna try that?" asked Angirasu, pointing to a small building. Sonata looked over with an odd look. There was a small structure with a sign. The sign bore a painting of a cartoon mouse wearing a sombrero.

"Juh... Juh..." Sonata squinted as she attempted to read the sign.

"I think it says, 'Juan'. Juan's Tacos. I'm surprised a Mexicoltan restaurant is all the way out here," said Angirasu, oddly. He noticed a couple of other small establishments. Aside from the occasional local foods, there looked to be some spots that served foreign meals. One of course being Mexicoltan, and another looked to have been of a Neighsian Cuisine. Angirasu looked around, curious. He noticed a sign on a wall.

"Hm. Imports. Now that makes sense," said Angirasu. Sonata sniffed the air, catching the scent of a pleasant aroma. Her stomach rumbled.

"Mm. Smells so good! Let's go!" said Sonata, eager.

The pair found themselves inside of the small restaurant. It was more like a hole in the wall, considering its size and the few seats in the establishment. But, this allowed them to get a nice whiff of the foods that were being served here. That included the establishment's staple food.

Soon, the pair received their meals. Sonata deeply inhaled and sighed at the smell of the food. Her mouth began to water as she found the succulent, greasy beef to be soaking into the fried taco shell. Tomatoes and diced lettuce filled the taco as well. However, Sonata was intimidated. The food looked rather difficult to eat. What with its strange shape and the mess it could make.

Sonata grimaced as she eyed her taco, unsure how to proceed. She noticed Angirasu sigh as he took a taco into his hand, biting into it. The sound of the shell crunching filled Sonata's ears. The boy hummed as he savored the taste of the meal, as grease stained his lips. This gave Sonata some confidence and an idea on how to proceed with her own.

The girl carefully took the taco into her hands. Some lettuce fell onto the plate. The Dazzling gulped as she stared at the taco, as its grease fell. She slowly brought the taco to her mouth, wincing as she clamped her teeth down onto the hard shell. The crunch filled her ears. She tasted the dry shell, but she was also greeted by the earthy taste of vegetables. But, the highlight was the taste of the succulent beef. Sonata gasped as her eyes lit up. She appeared stunned.

"Sweet Poseidon. This might be the most wonderful thing that I've eaten in my entire life," said Sonata, breathless.

"Don't talk with your mouth full, Sonata," said Angirasu, after swallowing his first bite. Sonata began to take another bite. She moaned as she savored every bite that she took. Never had she experienced such wonderful flavor. This 'cooking' method for food was something so revolutionary that only a human could think of it. As a siren, they had no need to cook their food. They ate everything raw.

Trying a new form of meat, as it's been prepared in a way that she never imagined, was a magical experience. Sonata continued to eat, while Angirasu awkwardly sat, while the girl's moans seemed almost suggestive.

"You must really like that taco..." Angirasu lightly blushed, as the girl continued to moan. He cleared his throat as he held out a napkin. Sonata's lips and cheeks were stained with grease. The Dazzling sheepishly took the napkin and began to wipe her face with a titter.

The Dazzling noticed a couple to be sitting nearby. She noticed the dreamy look that the woman was sending, as she placed a hand on the man's. The Dazzling also noticed the woman was brushing a sandle covered foot against the man's shin, gently caressing it. The man looked a bit flustered.

Sonata hummed to herself as she glanced at Angirasu, who was taking his last bites of his meal. Sonata began to bring her own foot and pressed it against Angirasu's. The boy hadn't noticed at first, until the girl's foot suddenly kicked him.

"Ow!" Angirasu winced. He looked at the Dazzling in confusion.

"Why are you kicking me?"

"S-Sorry!" Sonata tittered, awkwardly.

Later, the pair found themselves wandering the streets of the city again. Their bellies were now full from their lunch. Sonata was walking arm locked with Aang's. This was a nice feeling. The feeling of her slender arm wrapped with the boy's larger, muscle toned arm. The girl bet he was strong as he was gentle.

"Oh! A movie theater!" said Angirasu.

"Mooo vee theater?" Sonata raised a brow. The boy was pointing to a large building at a street corner. On it were pictures framed onto the wall, depicting different images.

"Don't tell me you've never been to a theater," said Angirasu, shocked. Sonata bit her lip. She wasn't sure how to respond, but she needed to avoid exposing herself. She had to take a gamble.

"Of course I have! I just like how the word sounds. Mooo!" Sonata forced a laugh. Angirasu awkwardly laughed in response.

"Anyway, do you want to watch one?" asked Angirasu.

"Sure?" Sonata raised a brow. She wasn't sure what exactly the boy meant. But, she was curious.

The pair made their way to the ticket booth. They had purchased tickets to see a film that had caught their interest. A film that was called, 'Beyond Atlantis'. Mainly since Sonata seemed to perk up as she heard the name and the underwater visuals of the poster. After getting their tickets, they entered the theater.

Inside, they found the concession stand, serving an assortment of treats, some quick hot foods, and beverages. Angirasu noticed the girl eyeing the stand.

"Do you want something from the concession stand?" asked Angirasu, curious.

"No, I was just looking," said Sonata, rubbing her arm. Angirasu looked to the stand, analyzing the things that were being merchandise.

"I'll get something anyway. It's been a while since I've had popcorn," said Angirasu, approaching the stand. Sonata smiled to herself as she followed the boy over. It wasn't long until the pair was walking into the hall, carrying a bucket of buttery popcorn and candy. They soon took their seat before a great screen that hung at the end of a large room. Sonata looked around in fascination.

"Are you sure you've been to a movie theater before?" asked Angirasu, oddly.

"Of course!" Sonata lied. Angirasu shrugged. The pair took a seat together, as more people began to enter and take their own seats.

As the movie began, Sonata found herself in awe. Music and sound seemed to be playing into the air. A light was cast onto the screen from the back of the room, broadcasting moving pictures. Sonata felt almost like she wanted to panic by being exposed to something that her sheltered mind couldn't comprehend. Angirasu noticed her quick breathing as well as her wide eyes.

"Sonata, are you feeling OK? Maybe we should-" Angirasu was about to stand, but the Dazzling quickly latched onto his hand.

"N-No! I'm alright. Just a bit hot," said Sonata, forcing a smile. Angirasu reached over to his side and brought a soda drink to the girl. Sonata graciously took it and began to sip through the straw, immediately greeted by the sweet taste of ice cold cola. She nearly coughed from the feeling of the carbonated beverage.

The movie played. Sonata had eventually gotten used to this new experience, with all of her focus and attention being on the movie. She would absent mindedly eat popcorn from the bucket while staring at the screen. She found the snack a bit of an annoyance, given that pieces would get stuck in her teeth. But, the buttery flavor kept drawing her in. Never did she think that she'd experience all kinds of tasty and different foods on the surface.

During the film, Sonata found herself getting invested into the story. She never imagined that story telling could be told with visuals as this. It certainly made things more interesting for her.

However, the girl as well as Aang experienced some level of discomfort. Mainly in relation to a female character, who found herself forced into a situation that she would rather not be in. Rather than being a minor inconvenience, it holds ramifications. The character's plight reminded not just Sonata of her own situation, but also Angirasu. Neither were none the wiser to other.

Even the egotism and greedy nature of the humans in this film reminded Sonata of Adagio's disdain for the surface world. Although before Sonata didn't completely understand Adagio's reasoning, she was beginning to see why through this film. But even still, Sonata didn’t want to believe that these were inherent in the human heart. She had met some kind and even generous people here. They couldn't all be bad. Especially not Angirasu.

It was later into the day. Junior found himself sitting alone on a bench, just near the inn. He stared up at the orange colored sky on this afternoon. He was still steamed about earlier. The nerve Adagio infuriated him so. Even if she didn't know about him or his troubled history, he couldn't fathom why anyone would try to hurt someone else.

Junior sighed in exasperation, as he could only think of her annoying and pissed off attitude from earlier today. He was thankful that he managed to compose himself and not completely lash out at her. But, he grew more frustrated. It was here that Junior began to recall something from his past.

10 years ago, back in Neighpon, Junior had found himself bruised up. His mother, reacted in horror as expected. She frantically prodded for answers, only for the boy to reveal that he had gotten into a fight with a child from the nearby village. Junior only ever ventured into the village whenever either of his parents had business there to handle. Him getting into a fight wasn't expected.

"Honey, why would you go and fight that boy?!" Miwa exclaimed. Junior had explained that it was because the boy was insulting the family name. Calling the clan a bunch of cultists obsessed with a myth. As was a common thought among people outside of the Takeshi clan, who had little understanding of their ways.

Being that Junior was a part of the Takeshi clan, he took it as an insult to his entire family. That included his mother. He had lost his temper and fought the child. It took some adults to break the two apart. Miwa looked at him in disapproval.

"Junior, you shouldn't pick a fight against someone, even if they insult you. It's senseless."

"But I can't be satisfied without getting even with him! It's only fair," said Junior. Miwa shook her head.

"Vengeance won't bring you peace, Junior. It can make things worse. Many people hold that mindset and it has led to pain caused by someone wanting to get even with someone else. It’s an endless cycle. The world would be in a better place if people practiced forgiveness more," said Miwa.

"What's that?" asked Junior, confused.

"It's when someone does something that hurts you, but you don't hold onto what happened. You don't actually approve of that person's actions, but you decide to move on from it." answered Miwa. The boy looked down in thought.

"But, what if someone does something that makes it hard to forgive? What if I don't feel like forgiving the people that make me mad?" asked Junior. His mother ran a comforting hand on his head.

"Son, forgiveness is not a feeling. It is a choice that you make. You can choose to not forgive someone, but you'll end up hurting yourself just by holding onto the weight that has made you sad or angry." Junior looked to his mother as she said those words.

"You're not forgiving someone for their sakes; you're doing it for yours. You'll be free when you choose to forgive."

Junior's mind came back to the present. He had forgotten that his late mother had moments of showing wisdom. Both parents had those moments, filing different aspects. Both their perspectives helped forge the boy into the person he was today. Although, he recognized his shortcomings in spite of that wisdom. It was harder to practice than to preach.

The boy noticed someone approaching. He turned to find Adagio Dazzle. The girl met him with a weak smile and an awkward wave. Junior's expression soured.

"What do you want? asked Junior, his tone cold. The girl played with her locks and fidget in place.

"L-Listen... I wanted.. I wanted to apologize for earlier." Adagio took a breath.

"My attitude was uncalled. I also shouldn't have said those things. It was insensitive." Adagio rubbed her arm in shame.

"I...I didn't know about your mother. I should never have tried to drag her into our conflict anyway." Junior looked forward.

"Hmph. That's an understatement," said Junior, dryly. Adagio deeply frowned. The boy let out a long sigh.

"But, I can't blame you. I never even mentioned that she was gone," said Junior.

"That's still no excuse. I just..." Adagio sighed. She had no real way to make up for what she said. All she could do was apologize, but that didn't seem to be enough for her.

"No, I get it. I know that I can be difficult to get along with. It's a wonder why Mosu and the others put up with me. I said some hurtful stuff to you, myself."

"Well... You aren't the only one with an ugly side. Aria says that I'm overbearing. I'm starting to think she's right. I can also be a bit touchy at times as well. I guess I'm a bit more sensitive when a guy calls me a bitch." Adagio twiddled her fingers, before sitting in the sand next to the boy.

"Yeah, sorry about that." Junior said. He sighed in dismay.

"You know, I rather be overbearing. At least it means you care."

"Until it alienates you from your loved ones. You become a nuisance that's attempting to replace their mother." Adagio retorted. Junior's expression softened. He looked on ahead.

"I felt that way towards someone before. Someone took me in after I lost my family. She was kind, nurturing, and sometimes overbearing. Much like a mother. I mainly was upset about causing her trouble, as someone with no ties to her through blood. But, she was always there for me. I always had a hard time accepting that kindness."

Thinking of Celestia, he wondered what she was up to as of these days. He assumed that she was just like the rest of his old friends. Repulsed that she was looking after a monster this whole time. That may be why Luna had never even visited him in his dreams to "purge" the nightmares. He was on his own.

"You don't realize how much they mean to you until they're gone" He said,

"I see. My sisters are all that I have left. Aside from our aunt and cousin. Our parents... Well, we lost them years back. It's unreal, you know. People that you've known since the day you're born are suddenly gone. But, I guess you know what it's like," said Adagio, her tone soft. Junior took a breath.

"My... My mother once said that death wasn't the end for us. It was just a parting to the next plane. She was always a woman of faith. But, it's hard to look at things like that. Knowing that one day, everyone you know and eventually yourself will be gone," said Junior.

"There's always our memories of them, right? When I get sad, I like to recall my mother when she'd sing to us. Her voice was beautiful. I remember how ticklish dad's beard was," said Adagio fondly. She looked to the boy with a small smile.

"What about you? Don't you have fond memories?" asked Adagio. Junior swallowed the lump that filled his throat.

"My... My mom taught me some art skills as a child. I wasn't as good as her, but I loved making things with her. After she died, my dad closed himself off a bit. I was worried that things wouldn't be the same. He at least taught me how to defend myself," said Junior. His eyes were downcast.

"Fond memories with them are a bit few, to be honest. Others that I might have had are either lost or overshadowed by the bad in my life," said Junior. Adagio frowned.

"Yeah, I feel like that at times too," said Adagio. The pair continued to stare at the serene scene in silence.

"I guess we both have problems," said Junior.

"Truce?" asked Adagio, holding out a hand with a smile. Junior stared at her hand for a brief moment. The sincerity in her tone and eyes prompted him to crack a small smile.

"Truce." The two shook hands.

Time had passed. The movie had ended, allowing Sonata and Angirasu to leave the theater. The Dazzling stretched out her stiff joints, letting out a relieved sigh. She gasped in surprise, finding how dark it had gotten. The stars were already out, as the sun was setting on the horizon.

"Wow. I had no idea that we were in there for so long," said Sonata.

"Yeah. Well, we better get back to inn. I'm sure everyone will be missing us," said Angirasu.

"Aw. I was hoping we'd do one more thing. Something I've always wanted to do," said Sonata, timid. Angirasu met her with a curious look.

"What did you have in mind?"

Later, the pair found themselves at the beach. The two sat close together as they gazed at the evening, star speckled sky.

Sonata sighed dreamily, admiring the sky. Never had she seen the evening sky this clear before. Being under water only allowed a distorted view of the moon as it cast its light down upon the ocean floor. The sirens almost rarely moved to the surface. It was much safer for them to be near the ocean floor. The surface allowed her to truly appreciate the night sky and the celestial bodies that the naked eye could see.

"Isn't the view romantic?" asked Sonata.

"I-I suppose," said Angirasu, his cheeks growing a bit red. He cleared his throat.

"You seemed to really enjoy today."

"Uh huh! We should do stuff like this again," said Sonata. The boy smiled at her.

"Well, if you have any interests, maybe that can help us plan out something for next time," said Angirasu. The Dazzling hummed in thought. She gasped.

"Oh! I like to sing!" said Sonata.

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah! My sisters and I do it all of the time! Not to toot my own horn, but we're pretty good," said Sonata proudly. She suddenly cleared her throat.

"You are my fire~. The one desire~. Believe when I say, I want it that way~," sang Sonata. Her voice carried a soulful tone to it. Angirasu bore a smile.

"You weren't kidding. You're really good." said Angirasu. Sonata smiled bashfully. She was used to being praised by her clan, but hearing it come from Angirasu was something else.

"Maybe we can find a karaoke bar or something. That way you can really go all out," suggested Angirasu.

"Sounds good!" said Sonata. She didn't know what a karaoke bar was, but she assumed it would be fun. She met the boy with a curious look.

"What are your interests, Aangy?" asked Sonata. A small gasp escaped her as she blushed.

"Oh. Sorry, is it ok if I call you that?"

"I don't mind," said Angirasu, nonchalant. He scratched at his head in thought.

"Hmm. I like to read sometimes. I have experience with sculpting. Oh. I kinda like to fight too."

"Really?" Sonata bore an odd look.

"Yeah. It's kinda like a thrill to me. To test my own endurance and strength. I guess rough housing may be more accurate. I remember as a child, I used to do the same with my father," said Angirasu. As he recalled his past, a melancholic feeling filled him.

"Aangy? Something wrong?" asked Sonata.

"Sorry. I was just... I'm just missing my family, is all," said Angirasu.

"They're not around?" asked Sonata, curious.

"No."

"Where are they?" asked Sonata. Angirasu said nothing. The sad expression on his face led to Sonata to be able to put two and two together.

"Oh. I'm sorry, I didn't know." Sonata looked away with a deep frown.

"No, it's OK. I guess I haven't been able to move on," said Angirasu. He rubbed his brows with a heavy sigh.

"It all happened so fast. One night, and a few intruders. They were taken from me, because of THEM," said Angirasu, his expression growing dark. His mind wandered to the past that he tried to repress in his memories. But every now and then, it would surface.

"I can relate to that," said Sonata, her tone small. Angirasu looked at her confusion and shock. The Dazzling brought her knees close to herself, her eyes gazing to the shimmering ocean water.

"Before, my sisters and I were happy with our own parents. But, there was another woman that wanted my dad for herself. In spite of him being married. Dad, being the good man that he was, refused her. But, that only managed to make her angry," said Sonata, burying her face into her knees. She was starting to tremble as she recalled her past.

"She... She did something to him. Like some kind of poison that made him go crazy. He ended up killing mom," said Sonata. Angirasu went pale, his stomach in knots as he heard this.

"Dad ended up dying shortly after that. Then that... that witch. She snatched us up and tried to take out her anger on us. If not for Aunt Sarila rescuing us..." Sonata didn't finish her words. She gulped her eyes welled up with tears, but she kept her face hidden.

"I'm just thankful that monster was put away. But... But if I could just... If it would bring back my parents..." Sonata muttered. She suddenly felt a gentle arm wrapped over her shoulders. The girl felt herself pulled into Angirasu's arms.

"I know. I feel that way too." Angirasu spoke softly. Sonata sniffled as she felt her tears beginning to fall freely. She suddenly broke down into a sob, bringing herself closer to Angirasu, resting her head on his shoulder. She felt the warmth of the Transmutant, and the compassion in the stroking motion on her back. For the two, they were able to find a kindred spirit who had endured tragedy and trauma in their youth. This had brought some comfort to them, in spite of the scars inflicted.

Later, the two found themselves returning to the inn. They were immediately greeted by everyone who were housed in this place, where dinner awaited. Sonata and Angirasu ate the hot food that was prepared, as it added to the comfort that they felt after moments before.

Dinner was finished. As of now, everyone was preparing for bed. Save for Adagio and Aria, however. Sonata noticed the eldest sister to be motioning her head to follow. Raising a brow, Sonata followed.

"Hey, we're gonna get some fresh air for a bit," called Adagio.

"OK, but don't stay out too late," said Mosura. As the Dazzlings walked out the door, the female Transmutant looked to Junior with a warm smile.

"Hey, glad that you were able to make up with Adagio," said Mosura. Junior scratched at his head, feeling a bit awkward.

Meanwhile, the Dazzlings found themselves outside of the inn. Adagio was looking around at the street, making sure that no one was around to eavesdrop on their conversation. Sonata couldn't help but feel discomfort from this.

"Was there something you needed, Dagi?" asked Sonata. Adagio sighed, before turning to her youngest sister.

"Yeah, sis. Listen, I've noticed that you've been spending a lot of time with Angirasu," said Adagio. The little sister smiled bashfully.

"W-Well, I like him. I think he likes me too," said Sonata, twiddling her fingers. Aria and Adagio looked to each other with a grimace.

"Yeah uh... Sonata, maybe it's best that you keep your distance from him," said Adagio. Sonata looked at her oldest sister, disheartened.

"What? Why?"

"Well it's... It's just..." Adagio looked away. She didn't think it would be this hard to discuss this thing with her.

"He's not a bad guy! I mean, I know we don't know each other very well, but-" Sonata was silenced as Adagio brought her hands onto her shoulders.

"I'm sure he's great, Sonata. But-"

"You're a siren, Sonata. You think he'd still like you if he found out what you're capable of?" Aria interrupted, bluntly. Adagio sent her a look.

"Aria."

"It's the truth. Beating around the bush isn't gonna help!" said Aria. She looked to Sonata with a sigh.

"Look, I know I tease you a lot and stuff. But, as your sister, I'm telling you. You're better off not getting too close to him. That goes for all of us," said Aria, looking to Adagio. The elder sister solemnly nodded.

"You can't forget what we're here for, Sonata," said Adagio. Sonata went pale, having remembered their whole purpose on the surface.

"We can't do that, Adagio! There's a lot of good people on the surface! Not all of them are bad like you think! Even if they were, no one deserves to be Typhoon's lunch!" said Sonata. Adagio looked at her sternly, although her expression looked to have struggled to maintain the façade of being set on going through with the mission.

"We have to, Sonata! It's for the greater good! Everyone's counting on us!" said Adagio, her voice having cracked. Sonata felt herself tearing up. She wondered why it had to be them that had to carry out this heinous plot. She also couldn't accept that her new friends may very well be fish food by the time this mission was wrapped up.

"A-At least let us spare them! Don't let them be caught up in this!" Sonata pleaded, desperation in her voice. Adagio's expression softened. She looked to Aria, whose eyes were downcast. The middle child looked to have wanted to say something, but held her tongue. Adagio couldn't fault either for feeling reluctant. She was losing her drive herself as well as time went on.

"Just for them, we can figure something out. After they're out of the way, we go through with the mission. OK?" asked Adagio, softly. Sonata deeply inhaled through her nostrils, her lip quivering.

"OK." Sonata reluctantly agreed.

Equestria...

It was a cold, dark evening. Out in the wilderness of Equestria, just miles from the nearest town, lied an area. The area was covered in dense foliage. There was a clearing among the trees, where a large, cone-like structure stood. The structure was made up of wax, and wood fiber. It stood among the trees like a fortress, with a single entrance at the top.

This was a Changeling Outpost. Its purpose was to function as a small base of operations that resided near any source of food. The Changelings of this outpost however were not an independent breed. They were still beholden to the Mother Hive, under the command of the Queen. Their job was act as a sort of farming nest for the hive, preparing prey for the colony's consumption.

This particular outpost found itself compromised. From the base of the structure, a great gaping hole was seen. The cries of beasts echoed from inside of the nest.

The nest was lit by glowing green sap, which clung to the walls and hung from above, lighting everything. All around, there were jagged pieces of wood fiber and wax surfaces that made up makeshift stairs, platforms, and pillars.

Changeling drones found themselves flying all around inside of the structure. They wielded spears with glowing tips. The insectoids buzzed as they swarmed around in the large, open foyer of the nest. They began to jab their spears forward, sending bolts of green magic that was like fire. The bolts pelted onto a great beast.

The beast stood at 13 feet in height, carrying a dragon-like appearance. Its body had an almost anthropomorphic build, but carried short, thick arms. It stood on a pair of strong legs and large feet, with sharp claws attached at the toes. The beast's long, thick tail swayed through the air, as its hazel eyes glared at the insectoids. The creature's head bore a thick snout, where its razor sharp teeth were exposed. Its bluish-grey scales were rough, with armor plates running along the back of its head, down to its tail. Its underside was tan in color. The dragon stood upright, slightly hunched as it attempted to support its large head. It opened its jaws wide and let loose a loud, thundering roar.

The creature stomped after the changelings, using its powerful legs to leap into the air, snatching the airborne insectoids into its mouth. The Changelings were crushed in its jaws, only for their mangled and goopy remains to be spat to the ground, making room for the next victim.

"Where did this thing come from?!" shouted one of the drones, as he frantically fired bolts from his spear. Another joined his side.

"Who cares?! We can't lose this outpost or else Queen Chrysalis will-"

The second changeling was suddenly snatched up into the jaws of another beast. This one was a seafoam green colored dragon, bearing resemblance to those of the Far East. Its koi-like scales seemed to glisten in the light. The horns on its head stood proudly, as its long fangs stuck out from its jaws. The dragon's bright, cyan eyes winced after it had stretched out its long neck to snatch up the changeling. The dragon had a somewhat anthropomorphic build, with a slim, feminine frame. It stood upright at 12 feet. However, its long neck and tail made it difficult for it to move about given how short its limbs were in comparison to its body. The dragon dropped to all four legs, where webbed paws lied. I swiftly moved through the nest like a common snake, lunging for any changeling that sought refuge in the air.

"Kill them! Kill them all!" A changeling shouted.

The insectoids continued to fight back against the two invading beasts. However, they were failing miserably. The beasts endured against their magic bolts, as well as the metal tips that they attempted to jab them with.

Suddenly, the nest began to rumble. The Changelings noticed that debris was beginning to fall from the inside. Large chunks of the nest fell and crushed those unfortunate to be in its path. From the side of a wall, another beast crashed through. It dropped down onto a platform on the upper levels of the nest, sending debris to the ground.

The third beast was a red-brown, mammalian reptile-like creature, covered in thick armor plates on its back and leathery skin. It had a burly body, standing on both thick stocky legs. Its large thick arms bore mole-like paws, with large thick claws. The beast had a short muzzle, and carnivorous teeth like a dog. On its forehead head was a large, orange horn. Its red eyes glared at the insectoid, as its floppy ears erected. The creature let out a gurgling high pitched wail. The creature leapt off of the platform and belly flopped onto the nearest changelings, crushing them beneath. The red beast stood up to its feet with a snarl, standing at 9 feet on two legs.

"Ugh! Baragon, that is disgusting!" the serpentine dragon gagged, speaking in a feminine voice, carrying a slight hiss. The red creature looked down at his chest, finding the paste that was clinging to his body. He began to wipe off the remains with a wince.

"Who are you to judge, Manda? You guys are the ones eating them," said Baragon in a gruff voice.

"Don't remind me. And for the record, I don't swallow!" said Manda, indignant.

"That's what she said," Baragon muttered to himself with a snort.

"What was that?"

"Nothing." Baragon noticed the blueish grey dragon to be making his way over. He glared at the shorter Transmutant.

"Keep the damage to a minimum! We can't topple this place yet!" The Trasnmutant spoke in a deep, gravelly tone.

"Got it, Goro." Baragon sighed in annoyance.

The three Transmutants found themselves pelted more by the bolts. There were only a few Changelings that remained. Baragon winced as caught a bolt in the face. He snarled as he opened his jaws wide, as his horn illuminated red. He spewed forth a ray of fire, which engulfed the remaining changelings. The insectoids shrieked and wailed in agony as they fell to the ground, burning alive. Baragon blew air from his nostrils as he dropped to all fours with a tired sigh.

"That all of them?"

"Not quite." Goro replied, turning as he heard debris being moved. The Transmutants saw that one remaining changeling was digging out of the debris that had fallen. He hissed at the Transmutants, who all turned to glare at the insectoid.

"Damn you all, wretched abominations! When Queen Chrysalis conquers Canterlot, she will bring the wrath of our hive upon you!" The Changeling's wings frantically beat into the wind, launching him into the air and out of the hive.

"FLY AWAY, BUG BOY!" Baragon shouted. Manda looked over to Goro.

"Did he say, 'Canterlot'?" asked Manda, confused. Goro shook his head.

"Never mind that. We're not through here yet."

The Transmutants began to venture throughout the nest. They passed confusing corridors and tunnels, in search for their true objective. They eventually came across a chamber, where numerous glowing sap pockets covered the surfaces. But among them, there were transparent cocoons that were stacked in different corners of the chamber. Inside them were humans.

"Looks like we found the citizens that were kidnapped. Are they even alive?" asked Manda, worriedly. Baragon made his way over one of the cocoons and dragged it from its spot.

"Careful!" said Goro.

"Don't nag me. I'm being as gentle as I can." Baragon carefully brought a paw onto the cocoon. He used his claws to tear through it. The cocoon split open, spilling the fluid that kept the man inside preserved. The human began to cough profusely, before taking a deep breath of air.

"We got a live one," said Baragon. The man exclaimed as he noticed the Transmutants around him.

"AH! MONSTERS! HELP!!" The man cried.

"Whoa! Whoa! Easy! We're not here to hurt you!" said Manda frantically.

"You have nothing to fear from us, friend. You and many have been kidnapped by Changelings," said Goro. The man looked around himself, gasping as he found the other cocoons that were stacked in this chamber. He began to recall his memories from before this moment. He was indeed attacked by Changelings. But now, he had another question on his mind.

"What are you guys?" The man looked to the three beasts before him. The three looked to each other briefly.

"We're Transmutants," said Goro. The man's eyes slightly widened in shock and disbelief.

"Hey, right now we need to get everyone out of this place and get you home. So what do you say you help us wake them up?" Baragon suggested.

Soon, the sun was rising. From the town of Mustangia, people were stirring for the next day. They rose for their daily routines. All the while, there was damage that was being repaired from the Changeling attack that had occurred sometime back. During this morning, a number of citizens began to notice something in the distance.

The citizens beheld a mob to be approaching the town. The people grew anxious as they made their way to the edge of town, where the mob was approaching. It was here that a number of them were beginning to recognize faces among the crowd. One by one, people from both sides were rushing over, meeting each other with an embrace. It was here that more people realized that these people had been missing right after the Changelings had attacked.

People continued their tearful reunion with their friends and families. Citizens were questioning those who were once lost about where they had been, and how did they ever escape the insectoids. All credit went to the three unfamiliar faces among the people.

"Everyone, meet Goro, Manda, and Baragon. These Transmutants are the reason why we're free!" said a man, gesturing to the three. People that heard this news were filled with a mix of emotions. Shock, fear, disbelief, and astonishment. Those who were not put off by this news approached the three, giving their eternal gratitude to these unexpected heroes. Goro smiled, as they were met with smiles and praise from a large number of citizens.

It was another day in Canterlot. Princess Celestia's eyes were downcast as she sat upon her throne. She noticed Luna to be approaching the throne, taking her seat at her own.

"Any luck?" asked Celestia, hopeful. Luna met her with a solemn shake of her head. Celestia grew disheartened.

"I apologize, dear sister. I haven't been able to find him in the dream realm. This has never happened before," said Luna.

"But that doesn't make sense. Surely, you should be able to find him unless he wasn't asleep, right?" asked Celestia.

"Perhaps. Or, there could be something interfering with my magic," suggested Luna. Celestia's brows raised.

"Like what?"

"I don't know. But it's the best theory that I have, aside from him depriving himself of sleep. Or..." Luna didn't finish her thought. She had been careless and hinted a possibility that the boy may have been dead. Celestia appeared distressed by this.

"I-I don't believe the latter is likely, however. I'll keep trying to find him in the dream realm," said Luna, a reassuring smile on her face.

"Thank you, Luna." Celestia nodded with a sigh. The two flinched as the doors to the throne room were forced open. A royal guard came running to the throne, waving a scroll in his hand.

"News from Mustangia, your Majesties!" the guard cried. Luna and Celestia looked to each other, both sharing a curious thought. Celestia used her magic to take the scroll into her hand. She undid the seal, unfurling it and began to read. Her eyes widened in surprise. A smile grew on her face as she began to read on through the letter.

"Sister?"

"Perhaps things are beginning to look up today," said Celestia, as she rolled up the letter. She turned to the guard.

"Inform the mayor that I will grant the Transmutants an audience. In fact, I'll personally come to them myself," said Celestia. The guard bowed.

"Yes, your Majesty," said the guard, before turning to leave. Luna looked to her elder sister in surprise.

"Transmutants? Could Gojira..."

"I don't know. I hope so. If not, than perhaps they might know something. Besides, who am I to pass on meeting the heroes of Mustangia?" asked Celestia, an optimistic smile on her face.

It was late noon. The Transmutant Trio found themselves standing in a familiar forest. This time, they were joined by an older man, who was dressed rather formal. This was the mayor of Mustangia. They were gazing upon the Changeling nest that resided here.

"To think that such a horrible structure was under Equestria's nose," said the mayor with a shudder.

"It's worse on the inside," said Manda with a grimace.

"How did you even find this place?" asked the mayor.

"We staked out the town after the attack a while back. We caught onto them snatching up someone and carried him off to this forest," said Goro. A man wearing a hard hat approached the group.

"Mayor, the explosives have been planted. We're ready for demolition," said the man. The mayor nodded in approval.

"Bring it down," said the mayor.

"Understood. EVERYONE, CLEAR OUT! WE'RE BRINING IT DOWN!" The man called out to those in the area. Once everyone had cleared away from the nest, the worker made his way over to the detonator. The wires were connected to the numerous explosives that were planted inside. He grabbed the lever and pulled it up.

"Might wanna cover your ears."

With a grunt, the worker forced the lever down. Numerous explosions occurred, blasting at key points of the nest's interior. Fire and smoke blast from the top of the nest, and from the sides. The structure groaned as it began to crumble. It suddenly collapsed under its own weight, being reduced into nothing but a pile of debris.

"WHOO! That was awesome!" Baragon hooted. Manda winced as she tugged at her ear lobe.

"Not for the ears."

"What a relief to know that those horrible changelings can no longer operate here. It is all thanks to you," said mayor, smiling graciously at the trio.

"It was no trouble, your honor. We just wanted to help." Goro nodded.

"Mm. Well, the princess will be here soon. Shall we return?"

Later into the day, the Transmutant Trio found themselves back in Mustangia. Today, it was a lot more lively compared to the last time that the Transmutants were here. The road was closed off, allowing for people to set up tables and stands around. A stage was being set as well.

This was the preparation for a celebration that was to be thrown for the return of those who had been lost in the attack, as well as the honoring of the heroes who made it possible. Along the way, the trio was greeted by the citizens who had caught sight of them. They would immediately flock to the Transmutants, resulting in the mayor's security to usher everyone away out of their path.

"Terribly sorry about this. I'm sure this attention is suffocating," said the mayor sheepishly.

"Not at all! In fact, this is preferable," said Manda sweetly.

"Yeah, it beats being shot at," muttered Baragon to himself.

It wasn't long until the Transmutants found themselves in the mayor's office. They were seated in chairs, waiting patiently. In reality, Goro was the most patient, as he sat in silence as cool as a cucumber. Manda was fidgeting in her seat, an anxious look on her face. Baragon was slouched in his seat, bored out of his mind. He leaned over to Manda.

"Hey, is it royal courtesy for royalty to keep people waiting?" He whispered.

"Hush, Baragon," Manda sent him a look.

A moment later, the mayor's secretary arrived into the office. She had informed the group that the Princess had just arrived. The mayor quickly shot out of his seat, adjusting his tie, just as Celestia stepped into the room. She had to crouch a bit to pass through the doorway. This made the mayor anxious, having forced the princess to do something that he thought wasn't dignifying of her. Fortunately, there was enough room in the office for her to comfortably stand upright. A pair of guards flanked the Avatar.

"Welcome, your Majesty." The mayor deeply bowed. The Transmutants all rose to their feet, before bowing as well. The Avatar turned her attention to the three.

"I presume that you're the ones who saved my subjects."

"Correct," said Goro. Celestia made a gracious bow.

"I thank you. To show my gratitude, I wish to welcome you to our nation. I'll do whatever I can to make sure that you're comfortable here," said Celestia.

"Like keeping MONARCH off our backs?" asked Baragon.

"I assure you. They won't be causing you any trouble while you are here," said Celestia, although her tone was a bit low.

"We actually wanted to discuss something with you, princess. But, we would prefer that this conversation is kept private," said Goro. The guards narrowed their eyes while the Avatar appeared thoughtful.

"Very well. Guards, Mayor, if you'd please," said Celestia. In reluctance, the Royal guards left the office, with the mayor following in suit. The mutants and avatar were now alone. Goro glanced around the room.

"Princess, are you aware of how Transmutants came to be?"

"The official narrative is that you were the result of radical Neighponese nationals experimenting to create enhanced soldiers to overthrow the Global Union. However, I've come to question this as of late," said Celestia.

"And you'd be right. It was in fact the GU who commissioned for the next evolution in warfare to maintain their power structure. They created the first ones, codenamed Alpha and Lucky Dragon. But they went rogue. They were deemed failures," said Goro. Celestia grimaced. She knew about Alpha and Lucky Dragon. It was thanks to Junior's journal that she knew their identities. Twilight had mentioned that the MONARCH agent that attacked her and her friends mentioned MONARH's involvement. This may have very well confirmed it.

"Desperate to contain the rogues and to fulfill their goal, they sought after more subjects to replace them. They looked to people that Neighponese society wouldn't miss. Prisoners, family-less individuals, even orphaned children. Some who even happened to go missing after their home was invaded," said Goro, solemn. Manda held a deep frown, while Baragon's eyes were downcast.

"For years they kept us locked away. Some were experimented on to remove the 'transmutation' trait that kept being found in us. This made them more abominable than they already were. While the children were trained and groomed to be soldiers," said Goro, placing a hand on a solemn Manda's shoulder. Celestia held a bewildered look. Never had she heard of such monstrous deeds. The revelation and the full details of this sent her stomach into knots as she thought more about what Junior might have endured.

"Eventually, we managed to break free. However, before we could even tell everyone the truth, MONARCH and the GU had already began to cover it up by staging an attack and broadcasted propaganda of our origins. Before we knew it, we were branded as the enemy. We eventually broke off into separate groups. The Revolutionaries who wage war with humans, Redmoon's group, who fights MONARCH, and there's us. Just people trying to get by," said Goro.

"We used to be with Redmoon, but we separated when a run in with MONARCH happened," said Manda.

"Do you have any evidence for any of this? Other than your word?" asked Celestia.

"Our word's all we got," said Baragon. Celestia sighed, disappointed.

"You don't believe us?" asked Manda, disheartened.

"I do. But, I fear that many won't. Not without sufficient evidence. It's unfortunate, due to how I've barred MONARCH's presence recently due to their continued invasive tactics and the loss of my trust. People have become resistant to the idea of Equestria breaking from the Global Union. If you had more evidence, we could have used that to convince the rest of those with governing roles in the nation," said Celestia, dismayed. Goro sighed.

"Then... Perhaps it would be best that we keep this information between us. It may be trouble if our story is immediately dismissed without something to back it up," said Goro.

"Indeed. But, I do hope that perhaps we can help each other. As friends." Celestia smiled warmly. The Transmutants looked at each other, confused. It was an unexpected thing for a royal to act so familiar with peasants, they thought.

"Friends?" asked Goro.

Celestia said nothing, as she held out a hand. Goro stared at it briefly, then looked into the woman's eyes. A sincerity was evident just behind her bright irises. The Transmutant smiled before taking her hand firmly, shaking it.