The episodic adventures of Belle Star-

Ep: 3- Outlaw Star- Part 1

It had been a couple of days since Bellestarmon had awoken from her 72 hour power nap and Princess Celestia was ready to pull her hair out. In the days following the destruction of the medical wing, Celestia had introduced Bellestarmon to the public as her long lost sister much to the digimon's failed attempts at convincing her otherwise. From Belle's own words, 'Just because a few things line up, doesn't mean they're family', but in the princess's eyes they were family. From the sound of her voice, her dark themed aesthetic, to her magic signature, to even her minor mannerisms all signs pointed to the woman being her beloved sister. Although at times a much cruder version of her. However this did not stop Celestia from trying to spend as much time as she could with her.

This all fell a head though after a brief meeting between Belle, whom started to go by the full name of Belle Star after a dream she had, and her nephew Prince Blueblood. At first Belle Star had attempted to play nice with her nephew, but after the countless insults given by the white stallion, Belle Star was set off in a violent rage. When Celestia was about to reprimand her nephew for his rude attitude, Bellestarmon had grabbed the younger stallion by the muzzle and lifted him off the ground. She then proceeded to rag doll him by his face before dropping him on the ground.

Blueblood spent the following night with a brace around his neck so that his stretched neck muscles could properly retract back to their proper length. This however was not the only thing on the ever growing list of things that Belle Star had done to send Celestia up a wall however. When it came time for dinner, Belle had shown a massive disinterest in the food provided by the chefs.

When she was asked if there was something that she would perhaps like to have instead, the blonde haired woman walked out to the nearby balcony, pulled out her pistol and shot a duck that was passing by out of the sky and said, "That." This caused a massive panic from the guards below who had thought that the castle was under attack and ended up putting the whole place on shutdown while Bellestarmon forcefully made the chefs cook the defenseless animal.

Then the following day after the whole dinner fiasco, multiple castle attendees had came to the solar princess to beg her to do something about her 'sister'. When asked what as wrong, they had explained that Belle Star had been breaking into the unoccupied guest rooms, entering their bathrooms and proceeded to pull every piece of metal pipe out of the wall, she then proceeded to the knights barracks and stole, not asked for mind you, 'STOLE' every piece of armor and weapon she could get her claws on. As if that wasn't enough, she even stopped by the local blacksmithing station and appropriated several different sized hammers, a pair of tongs, a blow torch, a gas tank and a 400 lbs anvil.

This has currently lead to where the solar princess was now, trying to break into Luna’s personal quarters with an angry mob consisting of multiple guards, maids, chefs, Blueblood and one irate blacksmith ready to strangle the three eyed woman as sounds of sparks and smoke exited from under the crack of the bedchamber doors.

"Belle Star! You open this door right now!" Celestia yelled as she banged on the door, her magic unable to pierce the many anti-magic wards placed on her sister's room. A safety feature that was placed on the royal quarters in case of would be attackers. One that prevented even Celestia herself from entering.

After a few minutes of screaming and banging, the room beyond the doorway fell silent for a moment as whatever the digimon had been doing seemed to have ended.

"Auntie, why can't we just break down these doors and be done with it, it's just wood." Blueblood scoffed with a glare under his brow.

"Because Blueblood, just like my room, there are safeguards in place to… wait, what is that sound?" Celestia's explanation was quickly cut off as a muffled grow started to premuate from behind the door.

Pressing her ear to the door, she heard the repeated growling of something getting louder again and again followed by a loud screech came from the center of the room. Widening her eyes, she quickly ordered the group to stand back as the growling noise came charging for the door, followed by four loud gunshots. As the sound reached the front of the chambers, the two large wooden doors came falling out into the hallway as Bellestarmon came flying out riding some kind of metal motorized two wheeled vehicle. Her eyes only momentarily glanced down at Celestia as the doors acted as a ramp allowing her to get air.

Watching in awe struck, Celestia was frozen as the leather bound woman extended one of her fisted claws while raising her middle finger before landing on the ground and speeding away.

Celestia stood there for a long moment as she watched what she believed to be her sister ride off down the hall and around a corner, the irate mob attempting to follow her as loud screams and panicked yelps came from further on the castle and into the main courtyard.

Backing up into the wall, Celestia slid down to her bottom as she covered her face in sadness and frustration. "Oh Lulu… where did I go wrong…" She said to herself in the emptiness of the hall.

~Ep:3~

Bellestarmon felt quite proud of herself, while searching through her memories of the vents of digimon tamers, she had came across several different blueprints related to fan concepts of Beelzemon's iconic motorcycle 'Behemoth'. While her creation was a long ways from the sentient motorcycle, she was able to create a working prototype of a similar harley davidson that she had mashed together from various metal pipe and stolen armor. She had even found a few magical gemstones that she was able to use as a power source to get the machine to run within thr Lunar sister's bedroom.

Riding through the quickly emptying streets of Canterlot, she watched as ponies of different shapes and colors quickly ran and hid from her metal beast as she drove by. While the adult's hid in fear, she smiled at the interested smiling faces of fillies and colts who looked at her work with enthusiasm and glee.

As she reached the end of the long winding road, Bellestarmon came to a slow stop infront of what appeared to be a rather nice looking train station. Pulling out a map that she had taken from one of the guest rooms, she planned out her course.

"Let's see… there isn't much to the north or the west, nothing but large cities to the east…" Putting her claw to her chin she looked at the map hard in thought. "The only place where I can really lay low seems to be the south, but to get there I'll have to go through… Ponyville…"

Letting out a sigh, she placed the map into her saddle bags as she cranked the engine to her bike. "Looks like I'll be going through there first, hopefully with less issues this time."

With that she pressed on the gas and hopped her ride onto the metal rails of the track and started making her way down the mountain.

~Ep:3~

In the far small town of Ponyville, in the gingerbread walls of Sugarcube Corner, one bouncing pink mare with a mane like cotton candy was cheerfully ecstatic. For the last few hours her senses had been alerting her that a new possible pony would soon be arriving in Ponyville, but not just anypony, but one whom she had met before. As she hopped her way around the kitchen, she double checked to make sure that everything was in order for her to welcome Ponyville’s latest guest.

"Um… Pinkie, are you sure it's really necessary to make all these sweets?" Mrs Cake asked looking at the mountain of boxed pastries that the pink mare had been producing.

"I'll be fine." Pinkie Pie said, placing another warm pie down on the counter. "Lyra and Bon Bon will be looking for vanilla muffins, Derry is a fan of banana nut, Cheerilee likes the danishes and the Mayor Mare is partial to apple pie."

"And what about the rest of them?" Mrs Cake asked, pointing to the three pink frosted cakes off to the side.

"Oh, those are for me." The pink mare said eatting them in one bite. "Tasty."

Mrs Cake shook her head with a smile as she made her way to the counter. "Whatever you say Pinkie."

With her prep work done, the pink mare exited the bakery with a wave, making her way into the outside world. "Alrighy, now if I was a new old friend vision which way would I…" With a twitch of her mane she look north towards Canterlot. "Oooh fancy. But that can't be right, the train does come by for at least another four hours, right narrator?."

………. As Pinkie broke the forthwall by speaking to the air, she started to make her way to the Ponyville Train Station.

"Eh, if you insist." She said as she bounced her way to the station, her eyes looking every which way to spot any newcomer.

"Sooo… Mr narrator, what kind of person am I going to meet anyways, notice how I said person and not pony. Like how this story doesn't follow the original story of thr friendship is magic animated series-"

~Ep:3~

Bellestarmon felt a cold chill run up her spine as she reached her turning off point for Ponyville’s Train Station. A large cloud of dust picking up behind her bike as she shifted off the tracks and onto a nearby dirt path. Decelerating her speed, her bike came to a slow crawl as she reached a large wooden sign saying 'Welcome to Ponyville'. Not wanting to send the residents into an unwanted panic, she parked her bike at the post of the sign and chained it to the post. She wasn't to worried about anyone trying to ride of on it as she pulled out the key and pocketed into her leather jacket. However the thought of one of the ponies trying to push it down the road did cross her mind.

"Oh, you shouldn't have to worry about that silly willy, it wouldn't stop the writer from having it stolen anyways." An overly cheerful voice said over Bellestarmon's shoulder.

"Bahh! What the fuck!" Belle Star shouted as she saw the pink muzzle of the party pony.

"HI I'm Pinkie Pie, but most people just call me Pinkie. We already met, but I guess you wouldn't remember since you were asleep and I wasn't but you were and so was Spike who you haven't met, but you will, but not right now because that would break continuity. Are you happy to meet me cause I'm happy to meet you, do you like cake?" The bouncy pink mare said pressing her face closer and closer into Belle's causing her to fall over.

"What?" Bellestarmon looked at the mare, her eyes puzzled as she tried to process the cannonball of words that came from the pink one's mouth. "Maybe?"

"Great! I can already tell we're going to be best friends." It was than a lightbulb appeared over Pinkie's head, which she quickly grabbed out of the air and shoved into her mane. "Hehe, I need that to change a light in my room layer. Anyways you should meet my friends, they would love to officially meet you."

"Look, Pinkie Pie was it."

"Yep."

"Right… look, I'm only here to pick up some supplies and leave. I don’t really plan on sticking around long enough to actually meet or make any friends. So if you could dial back whatever 'that' was. I won't have to resist the urge to bash you face in, cool?" Bellestarmon said pulling herself up and dusting off her clothes.

"Okay." Pinkie replied, her smile never wavering. "So what kind of supplies are you needing anyways?"

~Ep:3~

At the depths of the Everfree, in a small underground cave, a small blue mare slept under a large crystal tree. Her body burning as a cool rage coated in water was place on her head.

"There there, everything will be okay." A unknown male voice spoke as an old leathery glover rubbed her head.

Luna was unaware of who this voice belonged to, her mind was clouded by the fever induced by her wounds. However she did not fear this voice, for from her blured vision she could make out that the stallion had been aiding in mending her wounds.

"I'm sorry I can't do more for your fever, that is not where my powers lie." The voice said bring a small wooden bowl up to the night princess lips. "But I do hope this helps with your recovery."

Feeling the bowl reach her lips, Luna slowly started to drink the bitter liquid. Her throat softening from its cool mint like feel.

"Who are you?" She worded out through raspy breathe.

"Just a friend." The stranger said place a small black and silver device in her hand. "Just a friend."

With that Luna’s eyes fell closed as she drifted back to sleep.

Author's Note

Who is this mysterious stranger, what did her give the princess of the night. WILL PINKIE PLEASE STOP BREAKING THE FORTH WALL!!!!