Cynder is 'not Spikes special somedragon'

By: Black--Soul

Inspired by:
harlock5399 now Silas5399

From the story: Reborn as a dragon

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Chapter 10 - Day of the duel - Prelude

Bright Mac had done what was needed to secure his family safety, further would today be a turning point for his family. They would either be strong enough to make others think twice before messing with the apple clan of Equestria and his youngest family members. Showing them withstanding anything and anyone that would wish them harm.

Or:

They would see him die, trying to defend all he hold dear and loved with all his heart and dedication.

But either outcome, blood would be spilled.
Be it in bloody success or bloody failure... harmony was lost upon this situation.

Celestia had taken the apple family dedication to keep their foals out of harms way from anyone to lightly.
Now it was partially out of her hooves... things like that never ended to mutch in her favor.

• If this duel would end in the Apple clan losing, than Equestrian nobility might lose face.

• If this duel would end in the Apple clan winning, than Equestrian nobility might keep their face.

》BUT《

Celestia might lose face with her rather trying to keep peaceful relationships, until her military was ready to take a more aggressive approach to demandings of other nations with currently superior military standing.

Equestria was a nation that had a good military standing, but nothing geared toward offensive action. They are specialized towards repelling other nations short term, until she herself could pull her 'Alicorn of the Sun' politics metaphorical joker-card out of her petral. She actually had really one in her petral, two actually.

One with her 'trollestia' face on it, the other with her in royal armor displayed while a Solar Lance burning down her surroundings.
It was even a animated card!

Anyway...

With all the Griffon immigration and making them a part of Equestrias new foundation, in time Equestrias standing as:
We are a bastion of trade and culture and magical science.
Become:
We also have enough big sharp sticks to defend ourselves in offensive matters.

But until than,
Celestia needed to fake it until she make it...
surprisingly it always works out in the end.
By now she know her sister ~~Prisma~~ Chrysalis was the one fixing Celestias oversight up for everyone to benefit, especially her lings.

Surprisingly she managed all her reign with this internal sentance to rule Equestria.
In peaceful time and in conflict, in good times and in crisis.

A singel Alicorn might level a City or ten.
But the sledgehammer to the face only worked as 'area of affect' attack, while being a lousy defensive option.

For example:

If someone is building a army outside her borders, she simply 'Solar Lance' the Tarterus out of the enemy forces.

》But《

If for another example they are inside Equestrian territorys, than the massive sledgehammer of the Sun could not be used without turning the surroundings into magicaly charged glassware.

The threat of parasitic dark magic influenced was indiscriminately harming and killing everyone equally.
Any mortal!
Pony or Griffon?
Minatour or Abesinian?
Diamond Dog or Yeti?
They all are equally fucked raw, the moment they are afflicted by the parasitic and contagious magicaly based sickness following corruption.

Unless one is a immortal, a Sphinx that is counting as the former OR already dead/undead...
It wasted away their body and sanity.

It was to dangerous to be left alone. So when Equestria with her leadership take care of everyone's corrupted individual, was Equestria all of a sudden out of everyones
'nation shitlist'.

Tarterus originaly is a magicaly dead zone due to it being constructed out of anti magic stones, supplied by the Yeti nation.
It is used as the latrine for undesirable waste of the world in point of individuals hated or feared by everycreature.
It was the ultimate anti magic prison. There for it was the go to point for imprisonment of potencial world ending threats that got defeated in battle like:
'Tirek' - The magic stealing Centaur.
Or
'Grogar' - The eternal Necromancer and father of the undead.

After Celestia found out that corruption of afflicted individuals before nearly unstoppable and unpredictable due to environmental magic spread, was now unable to spread withhin its walls due to no magical field feeding it.
Stopping its spread and containing it within its host.

A new and viable solution was found to keep 'it' contained, thanks to Equestria anti magic prison. Instead of the old solution to throw them in a vulcano and hope it stayed there... because sometimes it did not and caused even more troubles down the road.

The SCP: ' Seperated - Confinement - Prisons ', had been carrying the threat on their shoulders and flanks to keep the world free of its death spreading threat.

For a fee, did Equestria house any prisoners there.

Bright Mac and Butter Cup walked from their guests suit in the castle near Celestias tower towards the medical wing of the castle near its center and picked up Applejack and Big Macintosh from the royal garden.
Butter Cup was to far away from a heat season to conceive a foal from her husband, but they sure liked to try it anyway.

Further has Bright Mac donated his seed for the national seed banks, in return to have 2 of 5 loads reserved for his wife. If he should perish today in the duel, would she be still able to raise one or two foals from him.
A string of stasis spells would keep his seed fresh and viable for years to come... not that it actually would, because realistically speaking some accident always happened and who ever was responsible for it got caught and punished for it.

When Bright Mac arrived alongside his wife in the room reserved for Cynder, did the door got opened by a greeting Black Hoove agent.
Once they went in, did the Black Hoove assassin / bodyguard closed the door air tight shut and dissappeared into apparently thin air.

Big Macintosh and Applejack got placed on the for the fillys huge bed of their ill dragon sibling.
They cuddle their coughing sibling lovingly in between them and shared their body heat as well their scent with her.

The two nurses on duty give the apples a friendly greeting and informed them how Cynders new magical suppressor collar worked.
With it activated by clipping a special dog tag like magical seal on it, was even her hardest coughing harmless in matters of breath attacks.

Cynder had further fore and hindleg bracelets that would keep a bluntness magical field around her sharp areas that would start to self sharpen, when she reached her second year after her hatching.

On her tail ring was also a bluntness charme, better safe than sorry.

After the Apple family parents had learned it activation code phrase and deactivating phrase, did the Nurses continued with their halted tactical 'children card games'.

Once the time come for Cynders medications to be taken, did the Apples learned how tightly the hatchling could hold its muzzle shut.

After Bright Mac ask if they had Cynders medication as rectal suppositories, did Cynder mouth fall open in shock.
Suddenly was the rectal suppositories no longer needed, with Cynder willingly swallowing medicines.

Bright Mac enjoyed the remaining hours he had with his family, until it was almost time to prepare.
Once he had told his three foals a goodnight story, did he wish them a peaceful night.

His wife give her husband a tear filled 'good luck' kiss, before they parted away from one another.

The time had come.

Two would enter the arena, only one would be allowed to walk out of it alive.

Both combating parties receive a medical check up.

A drink and a last meal was offered. The water was accepted, while the meal was declined by both.

After the examination and declaration of them to be healthy, was a testament given to protocol in case one or both perished.

Than both entered the area on opposite sides of the dueling grounds.

High Princess Celestia with Ambassador declared with amplified voices the rules:

• Unarmed combat, no armor or clothing as protection was allowed.
  
• The fight was to the death as agreed by both parties.
  
• If one or both perished, was their bodys to be given over to the society of carnivore nutritional needs.
  
• No time limit, if they died due to battle inflicted injuries or exposure was irrelevant.
  
• Two entered the area, only one would leave it on his hooves. If at all... only time would show and tell.

Both combatants acknowledge to understand the rules.

Since the Minatour had natural weapons, did Bright Mac had a right of a alchemist made bleeding suppressor. The Minatour combatant ask, how he know if this was not going to end in foul play.

Bright Mac ordered two flasks, the Minatour would select the one he would drink. He himself might indulge himself of a flask as well.

After the Minatour Iron Faith selected the flask Bright Mac was to drink, did he declined his share. Blood thickness potions made brutally painful bruising, occasionally even weeks after the trauma was received.

The Minotaur Ambassador elaborate what would happen if his pony opponent lose by dying and Iron Faith survived.

He would be exiled from Equestria, never to return or he would have his trial continued and with attempted homicide of minors, he would be at best be permanent housed in Tarterus or out right executed publicly.

Before they started they get the chance to say some last words. Both accepted.

Bright Mac was given the first chance by his Minatour opponent.

So Bright Mac spoke:
"My name is Bright Macintosh of the apple family clan, you tried to murder my family.
Prepare to die!"

After a minute of silence, did Iron Faith spoke up:
"My name is Iron Faith of the Iron Horn family clan, what i tried was pest control.
Your foals were never my target, but that dragon scum needed to die.

I have not been told if the dragon shitstain has died or not... but it would have been well worth dying for, to spare the world another monstrous snake with wings.

Yes i am sorry that i put your blood and flesh foals in danger and if i die today, know that i hope they live a long and healthy life to carry your bloodline into the future for your nation well being.

But this draconian shitstain is not worth breathing the air it uses up.
I hope that one day their race is wiped off this planet for the good of all races.

That is all i have to say... for now."

After a minute, did Bright Macintosh spoke up again:

"My name is Bright Macintosh of the apple family clan, you tried to murder my family.
Blood related or not.
Prepare to die!"

Author's Note

Universe 13 of the 'Draconequus Continuum' Synths Hiveship
Chapter 3: Arrival in Pandora, Capitol of Abesinia
&
Chapter 4: Establishment in Abesinias City's
Is roughly the political situation in the world of Equus/Equis.

Just in case you want to know the roughly shaped political/Nation situation. Minus the Synths that don't exist in this 'Displaced' story.

Inspired by me playing
'Civilizations V'
While i control 12 factions in the 'Hot-Seat' game mode.

Stay snuggly

Edited last time:
10.04.2024