Timberwolves Take Over the Worldby CluelessBronyChaptersThe SphereHeistSpellArmyTwenty Percent More DeadlyPlanningInvasionBluebloodConclusionThe SphereThe Everfree Forest. Known for its pony-eating monsters, strange weather patterns, and plants that grew... All by themselves. Trixie shuddered. Even somepony as great and powerful as her had to be careful in such a place. One could never know when a ravenous beast would leap from the shadows and devour them, leaving no trace of their previous existence. The great and powerful mare ducked under a low-hanging branch. The offensive tree limb knocked her hat off her head, sending it into a nearby bush. Trixie growled. How dare that tree get in her way! When she was finished with her reason for being here, she would punish that tree for its insolence! Trixie trotted over to the bush and used her magic to grab her hat. She placed it on her head, scowling. She hated forests. All the dirt, all the bugs, these were not things Trixie enjoyed. She turned around and kept walking through the forest. A loud caw emanated from the trees above her. Just keep walking, just keep walking, she thought. Ignore the stupid crow and the stupid sense of impending doom. Trixie made her way to a small clearing she had created earlier. Upon entering the clearing, she walked straight to the middle of the clearing, towards a wooden sphere. If you were to quickly glance at the sphere, you would notice nothing wrong with it. On closer inspection, however, you would notice many strange details. The fact that the wood was fool of knobs and bark, for instance. The ball hadn't been shaped, it had been grown. As if that weren't odd enough, one could notice a faint green light emanating from in between the ridges of the bark. It was this faint green light that had first drawn Trixie to the sphere. It was almost like it was calling to her, calling her name... Even now, she could hear it, whispering into her ear. She had found the sphere deep in the heart of the Everfree forest shortly after she had fled Ponyville. The sphere had called to her, and she answered. She didn't know what the thing was, but she kept it. After months of researching, however, she had finally discovered what it was, and what powers it possessed. Oh, what powers those were! The legends told of the wooden sphere that would give its owner incredible power over the other ponies of Equestria, destroying all that stood in their path. The legends never mentioned how this would happen, but Trixie never stopped searching. Finally, after weeks of research and experiments with the square, she had finally discovered how to activate it. Soon, she would rule over all Equestria! Trixie caressed the sphere with her hoof. "Oh, my precious, you and I are going to have so much fun taking over this world together!", she cooed. The spheres phantasmal whispering seemed to get louder in agreement. "All I'm missing is one component of the spell, and then I'll be ready to activate you!" Trixie gave the sphere a kiss and placed it back on its pedestal. "Mommy's going to go and find what I need now! Ta-ta!", she said, waving at the sphere and walking away. She trotted out of the clearing, towards the shack she had hastily erected beside a nearby stream. It took her half an hour to reach her shack. She felt safe here. She had cast an animal repellent spell on the surrounding land, ensuring no dangerous animals could enter. Trixie opened her door and trotted in, taking off her hat and hanging it on a hook in the wall. The hut was decorated sparsely, with only a single picture on her nightstand and a throw rug lying in the middle of the room. The azure unicorn immediately walked towards a small, cluttered desk placed near her small bed. Papers and quills were strewn about the top of the desk, forming a chaotic jumble of clutter. Trixie sat down on the stool that was placed in front of it and picked up an old, yellowing newspaper with her magic. MYSTERIOUS MAGICAL ARTIFACT FOUND IN EVERFREE FOREST Last night, a group of explorers happened upon a magical artifact of unknown origin. The orb, which is now being researched in the Royal Canterlot Museum of Magic, appears to have an strange magical field of great power. Trixie stopped reading. That was all she needed to know. After she had dug up this old newspaper in a library, she had done some follow-up research on the orb, and discovered that it was the last component necessary to perform her desired spell. The orb was currently being held as an exhibit in the Royal Canterlot Museum of Magic. The mare smiled and grabbed a ski mask. She was going to Canterlot. HeistTrixie was crouching behind a bush, wearing the ski-mask she had grabbed from her home on the way out. Across the cobblestone street was the Royal Canterlot Museum of Magic. It was dusk, and the museum was in the process of closing down. Ponies were trotting out with happy smiles on their faces, and security guards were locking up the doors and the windows. Trixie wasn't concerned. A wizard of her calibre would have no trouble breaking into this museum! The security guards finished locking up the museum. Trixie could see the day guards leaving and the night guards leaving through a utility door. There were very few night guards left inside the museum. Trixie rubbed her hooves together, cackling gleefully. Now, she had to wait for it to get darker, then, she would strike. An hour passed, and Trixie was getting impatient. The sun was taking its sweet time cresting the horizon. Finally, it disappeared from view, plunging the land into darkness. She jumped up from behind her bush and ran towards the museum, leaving an azure streak that would make Rainbow Dash jealous. She crossed the cobblestone street and skidded to a stop in front of the locked utility door. Trixie smiled. This will be too easy, she thought. Levitating a screwdriver and a bobby pin out of her bags, she jammed them both into the lock ad got to work. After a few moments, the door swung open on oiled hinges. She stepped in. As soon as her hoof crossed the threshold, she heard a shout from beside her. "Hey, you, what do you think you're doing in here?" She turned her head to the left. She hadn't noticed that there was another hallway branching off the one she had entered. A guard was standing there, flashlight in his magic and blue security cap on his head. She needed to shut him up before he attracted more guards. Trixie cast a basic sleep spell, and the stallion slumped to the ground, unconscious. She picked him up and moved him outside the utility door, placing him in a trash can placed beside the exit. While placing him inside, he opened his eyes. "Hey, get me outta here!" Drat, Trixie thought. I guess I need more practice with that spell. She picked up the trash can lid and hit the stallion over the head with it. I guess I'm doing it the old fashioned way. Trixie places the lid on the trash can and walked back into the building, quietly closing the door behind her. She made her way down the hallway, towards where the orb she was planning to steal was being held. It was on display in the 'Ancient Artifacts' wing of the museum. She wondered what sort of anti-theft precautions were in place. Trixie carefully opened up a door and peeked into the Ancient Artifacts wing, expecting some sort of defences. Nothing. Trixie frowned. This had to be a trick. She opened up the door fully and stepped in. Trixie suppressed a yelp of surprise as a cold liquid splashed over her. Twirling around, she searched for the perpetrator of the crime. Lying on the ground was an empty bucket. Seriously?! All they have for defences is a lousy bucket of water?! Wait, what's that smell...? Trixie sniffed. It smelled like gasoline. Why did it smell like gasoline? She heard a sound coming from the ceiling and looked up. A small panel had opened up, dropping a lit match. Oh, damn it all... Trixie walked into her shack, slamming the door behind her. She took off her hat and threw it. It soared threw the air, wisps of smoke trailing in its wake. It hit the back wall and landed on the floor. The wall where it hit was stained black with soot. The mare took off her saddlebags and reverently placed it on her bed. She went to take a bath. The orb in her saddlebag glowed. SpellTrixie opened her eyes. Today was the big day. The day she performed the spell and activated the sphere. The day she would gain all the power of the sphere. The day she became mightier than the princesses! She jumped out of bed with a smile on her face. After taking her bath the night before, she had washed her cape and her hat, and threw out the ski-mask. She figured she wouldn't have any need to rob anything as the new Princess of Equestria. After putting on her clothes, she grabbed the orb in her magic and stuffed it into her bags. She grabbed a few other items and placed them into her bags as well. She left her hut with an ever-growing smile on her face as she thought of what she would do as the new princess. Maybe she should rename the country to something a little more fitting, like... like... Trixieland? Trixietopia? She was so preoccupied with her thoughts that she didn't even realized she had reached the clearing. The wooden sphere was waiting on its pedestal, waiting. Waiting for her. She could hear it, calling out to her. Trixie!, it whispered in her ear, Trixie! She grinned. She took off her saddlebags and emptied it out, creating a small pile of items. The orb she had stolen yesterday, a dragon's tooth, an Alicorn's feather, a vial of shavings from a unicorn's horn. Trixie subconsciously rubbed her horn with a frown, remembering the pain obtaining that one had caused. Contrary to popular belief, unicorn horns were incredibly sensitive. She emptied out the remaining contents of her bag and tossed the canvas sack outside the clearing. Picking up each one of the items, she placed them in a circle around the clearing, with the wooden sphere in the middle. Trixie used her magic to remove all the twigs and leaves out of the clearing. "Perfect.", she muttered. her The area was ready. She lied down in front of the pedestal and closed her eyes. Channelling her magic, she started to cast the spell. The items she had gathered started to glow, starting with the orb and moving around the circle. Beams of light shot out of the items, connecting to each other and forming a rind around the clearing, before connecting more beams of light to the wooden sphere. The wooden sphere's green light started to increase as more and more magic was pumped into it. Trixie strained to meet the necessary amount of magic needed to keep the spell stable. Somewhere, the writer of this story snickered at the pun. The orb's light became blinding. For a few moments, Trixie could hear it calling out to her, congratulating her on finally activating it, finally succeeding with her goal. She couldn't help but open her eyes, knowing full well the amount of light pouring off the sphere would blind her in an instant. Surprisingly, the light didn't hurt her eyes. It was soothing, like staring at a picturesque landscape. The light died down in an instant. The warmth Trixie had felt disappeared, leaving her feeling cold and empty inside. She continued to lay down on the ground, shivering. When she finally got up, she peeked a look at the sphere. The sphere had changed. It was smooth, jet black, and let off an ominous green light. Trixie walked up to it and tentatively poked it with her hoof. It felt like it was made of glass, but she couldn't be sure. This thing is supposed to give me ultimate power?, she thought. I don't feel any different at all! She paced around. Had she performed the spell incorrectly? Why wasn't it working? She couldn't go back to her old life, the police had been looking for her ever since she had stolen the Alicorn feather she needed for the spell. An ominous howl echoed throughout the trees. She needed to get back to her hut before she turned into some hungry beast's dinner. Trixie picked up the sphere and all her stolen items and left the clearing. Trixie was lying down on her bed, tears in her eyes. After all the work she had been through, the spell hadn't even worked! She let out a sob. She couldn't even go back to her old life after all she had done. I just had to be such a stupid little filly and believe in old legends... She picked up the sphere from her bed and turned it around in her hooves. Before, this had been a priceless artifact of great power. Now, it was just some silly old glass ornament. Maybe she could use it on Hearth's Warming Eve? She tossed it off her bed, not caring if it broke. The glass sphere landed on the ground on the other side of her hut with a dull thud. Trixie sighed and turned over. She would need to get some sleep. She had a big day of moving tomorrow. She was debating running away to either the Zebra Lands or stowing away in a ship sailing across the sea. Closing her eyes, she quickly drifted off into sleep. On the other side of the hut, the glass orb began to glow with its foreboding green light. ArmyIt was dark in her hut when Trixie woke up. She needed to get an early start if she wanted to flee the country before the police found her. She let out a soft sigh. While she wasn't happy with the way things turned out yesterday, she would just have to make the best of it. She decided that she would sail across the sea and make a life for her wherever she ended up. Maybe she could even become a travelling magician again! She rolled over in bed and jumped out of bed. Her hooves brushed something lying on the ground, and she stopped what she was doing. She had not placed anything there. In the following silence, she could hear the sounds of something breathing. Something had been sleeping beside her all night! Slowly, Trixie turned her head and looked at the door of her hut. It was slightly ajar, its lock completely obliterated. Why would something violently break into her hut just to sleep on the floor beside her?! The azure mare started to hyperventilate. This is not what she needed right now! Slowly, she peeked her head over the side of her bed. Lying down on the floor beside her was... a pile of sticks? "Well this can't be right...", the mare muttered. As soon as the words left her mouth, the pile of sticks shifted. Upon closer inspection she noticed that the sticks were arranged in a way that made it seem almost like it was alive... and breathing... The pile of sticks shifted again, revealing glowing yellow eyes and sharp wooden teeth. A timberwolf had been sleeping beside Trixie all night. Trixie was curled up in a ball, her blanket completely obscuring her from view. Just as she had been for the last hour and a half. The timberwolf had gotten up half an hour ago, but surprisingly, hadn't immediately ripped her to shreds. It was just sitting in front of her bed, staring at her bed, wagging its wooden tail. If she wasn't so afraid, she would have likened its behaviour to that of a well-trained dog waiting for its master. Eventually, the timberwolf started to get impatient. Trixie wondered why it didn't just hurry up and eat her already. The wooden beast stood up on all four legs and nudged the motionless lump that was Trixie with its nose. The mare in question let out a small squeak, and the wolf took the noise as an invitation. The wolf jumped up on Trixie's bed and curled up around her. To the wolf, it was a loving show of affection. To Trixie, it was a move made on her life, and she acted out on that assumption. A burst of magic launched itself out of her horn and onto the wolf, launching it through the hut. It landed on its back with a crack, exactly where the sphere was thrown the night before. Later on in life, Trixie would perform a study on that spot and find that that exact spot on the planet had much higher gravity than the rest of the planet. The glass sphere was crushed under the weight of the wolf, cracking into multiple pieces. A bright green light flowed out of the broken sphere and washed over the wolf, continuing outwards into the forest, illuminating the land for miles. The howls of hundreds of timberwolves assaulted Trixie, stinging her ears. The sound became unbearably loud. Trixie passed out. When the light and the howling subsided, hundreds of timberwolves surrounded the hut. They waited. Twenty Percent More DeadlyTrixie woke up and looked around her. The howling had stopped, the light had dissipated, and everything in her hut seemed normal. Heck, even the timberwolf was still there. Wait, the timberwolf was still there! Trixie jumped up off the ground and searched for an exit. The hut had no windows, and only one door. There was only one way out. Picking up her hat and cape with her magic, she ran towards the exit and burst through the door, only to be stopped in her tracks moments later by a small tree. She plowed into the tree, hitting it headfirst and falling on her flank. Rubbing her throbbing horn, she looked up at the offending plant life, only to discover that she had fallen for the same trick twice. "That's no tree...", she muttered, going wide-eyed. The timberwolf she was looking at looked back down at her. She closed her eyes in fear, waiting for the wolf to perform the finishing move. Quick as a flash, it opened its maw full of sharp, pointy teeth, and plunged its head towards her, taking a huge bite out of- Wait a second, Trixie thought. Why hasn't it eaten me yet? She peeked out of one eye. The wolf was licking her. The mare whimpered. It's getting a taste for my flesh!, her mind screamed. After a few more long minutes of waiting, Trixie calmed down. The wolf didn't seem to want to stop licking her. She opened both eyes and looked at the wolf. Instead of the snarling, vicious face she was expecting, the timberwolf had a puppy-dog face. Its tongue was lolling out of its mouth, and it was panting like a happy dog. Trixie couldn't help but smile. The timberwolf wasn't that bad. Slowly, she lifted her hoof and patted the timberwolf, causing it to wag its tail. She stroked the beast on the top of the head. It was actually pretty cute when it wasn't trying to devour her! A sound from beside her drew her attention. Another timberwolf was sitting there. She looked around the area, attempting to find out how many timberwolves had decided to have an impromptu camping trip outside her hut. As she looked around, she slowly started regaining the fear she had lost moments ago. What appeared to be hundreds of timberwolves surrounded her hut, leaving her nowhere to run. A cold sweat broke out on her forehead. "Um, hello...", she said, nervously. "Um, you're not here to eat me, are you?" Trixie sighed in relief when the timberwolves shook their heads in unison. Wait a second, did they just shake their heads? "Can... Can you understand me?", she asked. The timberwolves nodded. Trixie tried comprehending what was happening. She thought back to all the things that had happened to her recently, trying to remember something that could help her understand what was going on. She remembered finding the sphere, reading about the artifacts, casting the spell, throwing the timberwolf onto the sphere... The sphere! The sphere! The sphere was made of wood! Timberwolves were made of wood! This had to mean something. Maybe the wolves are the power the sphere promised me? This line of thought was promising. Maybe she could control the wolves? She could work with that. A timberwolf army could easily take over Canterlot. Trixie grinned. This was going to be so much fun! PlanningTrixie put down the bag of fertilizer she was holding. It had been a week since the day she first gained her army of timberwolves, and she was feeling great. After a few experiments, she had discovered that the wolves would do anything she told them to, but that wasn't the amazing part. The amazing part was that these weren't ordinary timberwolves. On the second day, she had started to notice some of the timberwolves acting stranger than they usually were. The wooden canines had started scratching their foreheads, seemingly in irritation. She had tried soothing as many as she could with her magic, but there was too many of them for her to treat. Yet another small group of them started to scratch their sides in a similar manner, and looked like they were in great pain. However, some of the timberwolves weren't scratching any part pf their bodies. Trixie couldn't make heads or tails of the phenomenon. She had woken up the next day to find an incredibly strange sight. The timberwolves had... changed overnight. Some, who she had identified as the ones that had been scratching their heads, had grown horns. The others, which had been scratching their sides, had grown wings. Then there was the one who had slept beside her bed that first night, the one she had tossed onto the sphere. It had grown both a pair of wings and a horn. She had been confused at first, but reasoned it must be the doing of the broken sphere that had given her precious wolves these new appendages. She had named the wolf with both wings and a horn 'Prince'. He was sort of like an Alicorn, after all. Trixie had started to teach the horned wolves magic on the third day. It was very difficult, seeing as they lacked the mental capacity to perform the more complex spells. She had taught them basic force spells that could be used to knock things away. She couldn't help teach the winged ones how to fly, but they picked it up quick enough. Prince seemed to be the most intelligent. With only minimal difficulty, she had been able to teach him the force spell, a shield spell, and a teleport spell. She would be willing to bet money that he was even smarter than most of the hicks in that backwater-town Ponyville. Currently, Trixie was laying down fertilizer for her wolves. They liked to sleep in it, and Trixie was willing to acquire as much fertilizer as possible to keep her babies happy. Nothing but the best of the best went into caring for them! Trixie wiped her brow. There were a lot of timberwolves, and she had just finished giving fertilizer to each and every one of them. She tossed the empty bag into a pile with the others. The garbage pile was already higher than the roof of her hut, and was only going to get higher. Trixie trotted into her hut. Now the fun part of the day was about to begin. She went over to her desk, upon which laid a map of Canterlot and the surrounding area. The map was covered in red scribbles and arrows, indicating all the intricacies of her plan. She looked over the map. She had developed an idea to get into Canterlot proper, but she still needed a way into the castle. Trixie flattened out the map, picked up a pencil in her magic, and got to work. InvasionThe crystal caves beneath Canterlot, they would be Trixie's point of entry. Unused, untouched, and abandoned, it was the perfect entry point. Nopony had even been there since the Royal Wedding a few months before. There were several entrances to the system of cave, but she was only interested in two. The one that opened up into the Canterlot Sewers, and the one located on the base to Canterlot Mountain. Trixie rolled up her map and placed it in her saddlebags. It was time for the invasion. She placed her trademarked wizard's hat on her head and clipped her cape up. The timberwolves were already told what the plan would be, and were ready and eager to fulfill their master's wishes. Trixie may have been a conquering warlord now, but that didn't mean she wanted too many ponies to be seriously injured. If it came down to it, her wolves would fight, but for her plan to be a complete success, she wanted her timberwolves to scare the citizens of Canterlot into surrender. Once she had taken the capital city and the princesses were locked up in the dungeon, she would easily be able to force the rest of the country into submission. Trixie left her hut. Two horned timberwolves that were flanking either side of the door got up and walked to her side, guarding their master. The azure mare walked into the forest, towards where her timberwolf army was waiting. All the fear she had for the forest was gone now- she felt safe with her wooden protectors. After a few minutes of walking, she broke through a wall of bushes and emerged on the other side, into a giant, swarming mass of timberwolves. Upon noticing the arrival of their master, they all stopped and stood at attention. Trixie cleared her throat. "My army, today is the day we take Canterlot! Today is the day we take the world! Today is the day we achieve our destiny!" Her inspiring speech was lost on the wolves, as they were wolves and lacked the mental capacity to understand her words. Trixie sighed. "Fine, just follow me." Trixie blasted open the locked gate that led into the crystal caves. She trotted in, admiring the reflective crystals. She pocketed some for later. Her plan was simple. She would send the regular timberwolves into the streets to terrorize and rampage. Meanwhile, any fleeing pegasus ponies would be captured or, if need be, killed by the winged wolves. Trixie, Prince, and a small group of horned wolves would make their way to the castle, overpowering all the pathetic guards that made up the princess's defenses. Simple enough. Trixie trotted into the mouth of the cave, followed by her wooden army. This will be over by the day's end. A few hours later, palace throne room- Trixie sat in the plush seats of the princess's throne, sipping on a milkshake. Her plan had gone off even better than she thought it would. Then again, she was the one that had come up with it, so that should have been expected. A noise from beside the throne got her attention, and she turned to look at it. An ivory-coated Alicorn was standing there in chains. "I understand the chains, but was it really necessary to make me wear these rags?" Trixie rolled her eyes. "Of course it was necessary, simpleton. How else am I to show how much better I am than you? Now shush, peasant. I'm busy enjoying this milkshake." Celestia sighed. Today was not a good day. BluebloodThe streets of Canterlot. Known for their stunning architecture, bright streetlights, and angry mobs waving around pitchforks and torches. Wait, not that last one. A mob of angry ponies was forming outside Canterlot Castle, waving around their weapons of choice, be it flaming torches, pointy pitchforks, or sharp shovels. A small group of them even risked walking up to the timberwolf guards flanking either side of the gates, only to be repelled with vicious snarls. Trixie trotted up to the window, glaring. Why couldn't they just be happy for her? She had earned this kingdom fair and square. If they wanted it back, they should launch their own attack and take it back! But now, they were too weak. Too powerless. They would never be able to steal this city from her, even if they tried. The city was hers, and the rest of the country would fall soon after. Without their princesses to rule over them, the surrounding cities and towns wouldn't last a day before they were added to Trixie's territory. She had already instructed the castle seamstress to make banners with her face on them. It was easy enough to convince the castle staff to work for her. Double pay tends to make ponies easily coerced into things they otherwise wouldn't want to. Even the Royal Guards had agreed to stay, yet she suspected they were looking out for the two chained up Alicorns currently sitting beside her throne. Trixie didn't even want to keep the two chained up, but they had forced her hoof. Every time she released them and told them to go away, to find some other profession because she didn't want them there, they would just attack her until her timberwolves subdued them again. It was a real conundrum. Trixie sighed and closed her eyes. Today had been full of victory, but that doesn't mean it hadn't been tiring. Using her magic, she closed the curtains of the window she was looking out of and trotted to her queen-sized bed. It had originally been Celestia's bed, but hey, what can you do. It's not like she could go out and buy a new bed at the moment, what with all the mobs. They would give up soon, and realize that they're stuck with Trixie. Then they'd all go back to their respective shops and houses and everything would be back to normal. She was about to fall asleep when a shout was heard from outside her double doors, followed by snarling. "I demand to speak with this Trixie character!" the voice outside shouted. Trixie rolled her eyes. It was probably just another upset noble, screaming and hollering at her because they were worried she would force them to leave the castle. In all honesty, she would boot most of them out. Half of them didn't even do anything! "Let him in," she called out. The snarling on the other side stopped, and a white unicorn with a blonde mane and tail burst in. His mane was in disarray, and he was glaring at Trixie. His cutie mark was a compass rose. Maybe he was a cartographer? "Who do you think you are, just waltzing into Canterlot with your army of mangy mutts and acting like you own the place? I command you to leave!" Ugh, this one was even more annoying than the rest. She got off her bed, grabbing her hat and her cape in her magic. Donning the apparel, she tried to stand on her hind legs, but got back down. "Sorry, sorry, I just got up. Hold on a second." After a few more moments, she stood on her hind legs and lifted her forelegs into the air. "I am the Great and Powerful Trixie! I am the new Princess of Equestria! You are in no position to tell me what to do, peasant!" "Who are you calling a peasant!? You're the peasant here! I am a prince!" "A prince? You? Laughable! A real prince wouldn't have such an annoying, whiny voice!" The two stuck-up snobs continued to hurl insults back and forth. Eventually, Trixie got tired of him. "I've had enough of you!" she shouted. "Guards! Get me a slave collar and some chains!" "I will not!" "You will!" "I will not!" Trixie used her magic to lift up some feathers. She tickled the prince's stomach, causing him to burst into laughter. "O-o-okay! I'll d-do i-it!" he cried. Trixie stopped tickling him, and his laughter died down. Blueblood scowled and looked down at the banana cream pie sitting on the floor in front of him. "What is the point of this again?" he asked. Trixie roller her eyes, amazed at his stupidity. "It will amuse me. Now do it before I tickle you again." Blueblood panicked and smashed his face into the pie. Trixie rolled on the floor in laughter. "Haha, you did it! You actually did it! Bwahahaha! Blueblood scowled. Things just weren't going going his way today. Trixie smiled. She was going to have so much fun ruling a country. ConclusionWell, it's done. I know, it ended pretty abruptly. That's what the sequel is for. Timberwolves Take Over the World 2- The Return of Timberwolves will be in ~~theatres~~ FiMfiction soon!
The SphereThe Everfree Forest. Known for its pony-eating monsters, strange weather patterns, and plants that grew... All by themselves. Trixie shuddered. Even somepony as great and powerful as her had to be careful in such a place. One could never know when a ravenous beast would leap from the shadows and devour them, leaving no trace of their previous existence. The great and powerful mare ducked under a low-hanging branch. The offensive tree limb knocked her hat off her head, sending it into a nearby bush. Trixie growled. How dare that tree get in her way! When she was finished with her reason for being here, she would punish that tree for its insolence! Trixie trotted over to the bush and used her magic to grab her hat. She placed it on her head, scowling. She hated forests. All the dirt, all the bugs, these were not things Trixie enjoyed. She turned around and kept walking through the forest. A loud caw emanated from the trees above her. Just keep walking, just keep walking, she thought. Ignore the stupid crow and the stupid sense of impending doom. Trixie made her way to a small clearing she had created earlier. Upon entering the clearing, she walked straight to the middle of the clearing, towards a wooden sphere. If you were to quickly glance at the sphere, you would notice nothing wrong with it. On closer inspection, however, you would notice many strange details. The fact that the wood was fool of knobs and bark, for instance. The ball hadn't been shaped, it had been grown. As if that weren't odd enough, one could notice a faint green light emanating from in between the ridges of the bark. It was this faint green light that had first drawn Trixie to the sphere. It was almost like it was calling to her, calling her name... Even now, she could hear it, whispering into her ear. She had found the sphere deep in the heart of the Everfree forest shortly after she had fled Ponyville. The sphere had called to her, and she answered. She didn't know what the thing was, but she kept it. After months of researching, however, she had finally discovered what it was, and what powers it possessed. Oh, what powers those were! The legends told of the wooden sphere that would give its owner incredible power over the other ponies of Equestria, destroying all that stood in their path. The legends never mentioned how this would happen, but Trixie never stopped searching. Finally, after weeks of research and experiments with the square, she had finally discovered how to activate it. Soon, she would rule over all Equestria! Trixie caressed the sphere with her hoof. "Oh, my precious, you and I are going to have so much fun taking over this world together!", she cooed. The spheres phantasmal whispering seemed to get louder in agreement. "All I'm missing is one component of the spell, and then I'll be ready to activate you!" Trixie gave the sphere a kiss and placed it back on its pedestal. "Mommy's going to go and find what I need now! Ta-ta!", she said, waving at the sphere and walking away. She trotted out of the clearing, towards the shack she had hastily erected beside a nearby stream. It took her half an hour to reach her shack. She felt safe here. She had cast an animal repellent spell on the surrounding land, ensuring no dangerous animals could enter. Trixie opened her door and trotted in, taking off her hat and hanging it on a hook in the wall. The hut was decorated sparsely, with only a single picture on her nightstand and a throw rug lying in the middle of the room. The azure unicorn immediately walked towards a small, cluttered desk placed near her small bed. Papers and quills were strewn about the top of the desk, forming a chaotic jumble of clutter. Trixie sat down on the stool that was placed in front of it and picked up an old, yellowing newspaper with her magic. MYSTERIOUS MAGICAL ARTIFACT FOUND IN EVERFREE FOREST Last night, a group of explorers happened upon a magical artifact of unknown origin. The orb, which is now being researched in the Royal Canterlot Museum of Magic, appears to have an strange magical field of great power. Trixie stopped reading. That was all she needed to know. After she had dug up this old newspaper in a library, she had done some follow-up research on the orb, and discovered that it was the last component necessary to perform her desired spell. The orb was currently being held as an exhibit in the Royal Canterlot Museum of Magic. The mare smiled and grabbed a ski mask. She was going to Canterlot.
HeistTrixie was crouching behind a bush, wearing the ski-mask she had grabbed from her home on the way out. Across the cobblestone street was the Royal Canterlot Museum of Magic. It was dusk, and the museum was in the process of closing down. Ponies were trotting out with happy smiles on their faces, and security guards were locking up the doors and the windows. Trixie wasn't concerned. A wizard of her calibre would have no trouble breaking into this museum! The security guards finished locking up the museum. Trixie could see the day guards leaving and the night guards leaving through a utility door. There were very few night guards left inside the museum. Trixie rubbed her hooves together, cackling gleefully. Now, she had to wait for it to get darker, then, she would strike. An hour passed, and Trixie was getting impatient. The sun was taking its sweet time cresting the horizon. Finally, it disappeared from view, plunging the land into darkness. She jumped up from behind her bush and ran towards the museum, leaving an azure streak that would make Rainbow Dash jealous. She crossed the cobblestone street and skidded to a stop in front of the locked utility door. Trixie smiled. This will be too easy, she thought. Levitating a screwdriver and a bobby pin out of her bags, she jammed them both into the lock ad got to work. After a few moments, the door swung open on oiled hinges. She stepped in. As soon as her hoof crossed the threshold, she heard a shout from beside her. "Hey, you, what do you think you're doing in here?" She turned her head to the left. She hadn't noticed that there was another hallway branching off the one she had entered. A guard was standing there, flashlight in his magic and blue security cap on his head. She needed to shut him up before he attracted more guards. Trixie cast a basic sleep spell, and the stallion slumped to the ground, unconscious. She picked him up and moved him outside the utility door, placing him in a trash can placed beside the exit. While placing him inside, he opened his eyes. "Hey, get me outta here!" Drat, Trixie thought. I guess I need more practice with that spell. She picked up the trash can lid and hit the stallion over the head with it. I guess I'm doing it the old fashioned way. Trixie places the lid on the trash can and walked back into the building, quietly closing the door behind her. She made her way down the hallway, towards where the orb she was planning to steal was being held. It was on display in the 'Ancient Artifacts' wing of the museum. She wondered what sort of anti-theft precautions were in place. Trixie carefully opened up a door and peeked into the Ancient Artifacts wing, expecting some sort of defences. Nothing. Trixie frowned. This had to be a trick. She opened up the door fully and stepped in. Trixie suppressed a yelp of surprise as a cold liquid splashed over her. Twirling around, she searched for the perpetrator of the crime. Lying on the ground was an empty bucket. Seriously?! All they have for defences is a lousy bucket of water?! Wait, what's that smell...? Trixie sniffed. It smelled like gasoline. Why did it smell like gasoline? She heard a sound coming from the ceiling and looked up. A small panel had opened up, dropping a lit match. Oh, damn it all... Trixie walked into her shack, slamming the door behind her. She took off her hat and threw it. It soared threw the air, wisps of smoke trailing in its wake. It hit the back wall and landed on the floor. The wall where it hit was stained black with soot. The mare took off her saddlebags and reverently placed it on her bed. She went to take a bath. The orb in her saddlebag glowed.
SpellTrixie opened her eyes. Today was the big day. The day she performed the spell and activated the sphere. The day she would gain all the power of the sphere. The day she became mightier than the princesses! She jumped out of bed with a smile on her face. After taking her bath the night before, she had washed her cape and her hat, and threw out the ski-mask. She figured she wouldn't have any need to rob anything as the new Princess of Equestria. After putting on her clothes, she grabbed the orb in her magic and stuffed it into her bags. She grabbed a few other items and placed them into her bags as well. She left her hut with an ever-growing smile on her face as she thought of what she would do as the new princess. Maybe she should rename the country to something a little more fitting, like... like... Trixieland? Trixietopia? She was so preoccupied with her thoughts that she didn't even realized she had reached the clearing. The wooden sphere was waiting on its pedestal, waiting. Waiting for her. She could hear it, calling out to her. Trixie!, it whispered in her ear, Trixie! She grinned. She took off her saddlebags and emptied it out, creating a small pile of items. The orb she had stolen yesterday, a dragon's tooth, an Alicorn's feather, a vial of shavings from a unicorn's horn. Trixie subconsciously rubbed her horn with a frown, remembering the pain obtaining that one had caused. Contrary to popular belief, unicorn horns were incredibly sensitive. She emptied out the remaining contents of her bag and tossed the canvas sack outside the clearing. Picking up each one of the items, she placed them in a circle around the clearing, with the wooden sphere in the middle. Trixie used her magic to remove all the twigs and leaves out of the clearing. "Perfect.", she muttered. her The area was ready. She lied down in front of the pedestal and closed her eyes. Channelling her magic, she started to cast the spell. The items she had gathered started to glow, starting with the orb and moving around the circle. Beams of light shot out of the items, connecting to each other and forming a rind around the clearing, before connecting more beams of light to the wooden sphere. The wooden sphere's green light started to increase as more and more magic was pumped into it. Trixie strained to meet the necessary amount of magic needed to keep the spell stable. Somewhere, the writer of this story snickered at the pun. The orb's light became blinding. For a few moments, Trixie could hear it calling out to her, congratulating her on finally activating it, finally succeeding with her goal. She couldn't help but open her eyes, knowing full well the amount of light pouring off the sphere would blind her in an instant. Surprisingly, the light didn't hurt her eyes. It was soothing, like staring at a picturesque landscape. The light died down in an instant. The warmth Trixie had felt disappeared, leaving her feeling cold and empty inside. She continued to lay down on the ground, shivering. When she finally got up, she peeked a look at the sphere. The sphere had changed. It was smooth, jet black, and let off an ominous green light. Trixie walked up to it and tentatively poked it with her hoof. It felt like it was made of glass, but she couldn't be sure. This thing is supposed to give me ultimate power?, she thought. I don't feel any different at all! She paced around. Had she performed the spell incorrectly? Why wasn't it working? She couldn't go back to her old life, the police had been looking for her ever since she had stolen the Alicorn feather she needed for the spell. An ominous howl echoed throughout the trees. She needed to get back to her hut before she turned into some hungry beast's dinner. Trixie picked up the sphere and all her stolen items and left the clearing. Trixie was lying down on her bed, tears in her eyes. After all the work she had been through, the spell hadn't even worked! She let out a sob. She couldn't even go back to her old life after all she had done. I just had to be such a stupid little filly and believe in old legends... She picked up the sphere from her bed and turned it around in her hooves. Before, this had been a priceless artifact of great power. Now, it was just some silly old glass ornament. Maybe she could use it on Hearth's Warming Eve? She tossed it off her bed, not caring if it broke. The glass sphere landed on the ground on the other side of her hut with a dull thud. Trixie sighed and turned over. She would need to get some sleep. She had a big day of moving tomorrow. She was debating running away to either the Zebra Lands or stowing away in a ship sailing across the sea. Closing her eyes, she quickly drifted off into sleep. On the other side of the hut, the glass orb began to glow with its foreboding green light.
ArmyIt was dark in her hut when Trixie woke up. She needed to get an early start if she wanted to flee the country before the police found her. She let out a soft sigh. While she wasn't happy with the way things turned out yesterday, she would just have to make the best of it. She decided that she would sail across the sea and make a life for her wherever she ended up. Maybe she could even become a travelling magician again! She rolled over in bed and jumped out of bed. Her hooves brushed something lying on the ground, and she stopped what she was doing. She had not placed anything there. In the following silence, she could hear the sounds of something breathing. Something had been sleeping beside her all night! Slowly, Trixie turned her head and looked at the door of her hut. It was slightly ajar, its lock completely obliterated. Why would something violently break into her hut just to sleep on the floor beside her?! The azure mare started to hyperventilate. This is not what she needed right now! Slowly, she peeked her head over the side of her bed. Lying down on the floor beside her was... a pile of sticks? "Well this can't be right...", the mare muttered. As soon as the words left her mouth, the pile of sticks shifted. Upon closer inspection she noticed that the sticks were arranged in a way that made it seem almost like it was alive... and breathing... The pile of sticks shifted again, revealing glowing yellow eyes and sharp wooden teeth. A timberwolf had been sleeping beside Trixie all night. Trixie was curled up in a ball, her blanket completely obscuring her from view. Just as she had been for the last hour and a half. The timberwolf had gotten up half an hour ago, but surprisingly, hadn't immediately ripped her to shreds. It was just sitting in front of her bed, staring at her bed, wagging its wooden tail. If she wasn't so afraid, she would have likened its behaviour to that of a well-trained dog waiting for its master. Eventually, the timberwolf started to get impatient. Trixie wondered why it didn't just hurry up and eat her already. The wooden beast stood up on all four legs and nudged the motionless lump that was Trixie with its nose. The mare in question let out a small squeak, and the wolf took the noise as an invitation. The wolf jumped up on Trixie's bed and curled up around her. To the wolf, it was a loving show of affection. To Trixie, it was a move made on her life, and she acted out on that assumption. A burst of magic launched itself out of her horn and onto the wolf, launching it through the hut. It landed on its back with a crack, exactly where the sphere was thrown the night before. Later on in life, Trixie would perform a study on that spot and find that that exact spot on the planet had much higher gravity than the rest of the planet. The glass sphere was crushed under the weight of the wolf, cracking into multiple pieces. A bright green light flowed out of the broken sphere and washed over the wolf, continuing outwards into the forest, illuminating the land for miles. The howls of hundreds of timberwolves assaulted Trixie, stinging her ears. The sound became unbearably loud. Trixie passed out. When the light and the howling subsided, hundreds of timberwolves surrounded the hut. They waited.
Twenty Percent More DeadlyTrixie woke up and looked around her. The howling had stopped, the light had dissipated, and everything in her hut seemed normal. Heck, even the timberwolf was still there. Wait, the timberwolf was still there! Trixie jumped up off the ground and searched for an exit. The hut had no windows, and only one door. There was only one way out. Picking up her hat and cape with her magic, she ran towards the exit and burst through the door, only to be stopped in her tracks moments later by a small tree. She plowed into the tree, hitting it headfirst and falling on her flank. Rubbing her throbbing horn, she looked up at the offending plant life, only to discover that she had fallen for the same trick twice. "That's no tree...", she muttered, going wide-eyed. The timberwolf she was looking at looked back down at her. She closed her eyes in fear, waiting for the wolf to perform the finishing move. Quick as a flash, it opened its maw full of sharp, pointy teeth, and plunged its head towards her, taking a huge bite out of- Wait a second, Trixie thought. Why hasn't it eaten me yet? She peeked out of one eye. The wolf was licking her. The mare whimpered. It's getting a taste for my flesh!, her mind screamed. After a few more long minutes of waiting, Trixie calmed down. The wolf didn't seem to want to stop licking her. She opened both eyes and looked at the wolf. Instead of the snarling, vicious face she was expecting, the timberwolf had a puppy-dog face. Its tongue was lolling out of its mouth, and it was panting like a happy dog. Trixie couldn't help but smile. The timberwolf wasn't that bad. Slowly, she lifted her hoof and patted the timberwolf, causing it to wag its tail. She stroked the beast on the top of the head. It was actually pretty cute when it wasn't trying to devour her! A sound from beside her drew her attention. Another timberwolf was sitting there. She looked around the area, attempting to find out how many timberwolves had decided to have an impromptu camping trip outside her hut. As she looked around, she slowly started regaining the fear she had lost moments ago. What appeared to be hundreds of timberwolves surrounded her hut, leaving her nowhere to run. A cold sweat broke out on her forehead. "Um, hello...", she said, nervously. "Um, you're not here to eat me, are you?" Trixie sighed in relief when the timberwolves shook their heads in unison. Wait a second, did they just shake their heads? "Can... Can you understand me?", she asked. The timberwolves nodded. Trixie tried comprehending what was happening. She thought back to all the things that had happened to her recently, trying to remember something that could help her understand what was going on. She remembered finding the sphere, reading about the artifacts, casting the spell, throwing the timberwolf onto the sphere... The sphere! The sphere! The sphere was made of wood! Timberwolves were made of wood! This had to mean something. Maybe the wolves are the power the sphere promised me? This line of thought was promising. Maybe she could control the wolves? She could work with that. A timberwolf army could easily take over Canterlot. Trixie grinned. This was going to be so much fun!
PlanningTrixie put down the bag of fertilizer she was holding. It had been a week since the day she first gained her army of timberwolves, and she was feeling great. After a few experiments, she had discovered that the wolves would do anything she told them to, but that wasn't the amazing part. The amazing part was that these weren't ordinary timberwolves. On the second day, she had started to notice some of the timberwolves acting stranger than they usually were. The wooden canines had started scratching their foreheads, seemingly in irritation. She had tried soothing as many as she could with her magic, but there was too many of them for her to treat. Yet another small group of them started to scratch their sides in a similar manner, and looked like they were in great pain. However, some of the timberwolves weren't scratching any part pf their bodies. Trixie couldn't make heads or tails of the phenomenon. She had woken up the next day to find an incredibly strange sight. The timberwolves had... changed overnight. Some, who she had identified as the ones that had been scratching their heads, had grown horns. The others, which had been scratching their sides, had grown wings. Then there was the one who had slept beside her bed that first night, the one she had tossed onto the sphere. It had grown both a pair of wings and a horn. She had been confused at first, but reasoned it must be the doing of the broken sphere that had given her precious wolves these new appendages. She had named the wolf with both wings and a horn 'Prince'. He was sort of like an Alicorn, after all. Trixie had started to teach the horned wolves magic on the third day. It was very difficult, seeing as they lacked the mental capacity to perform the more complex spells. She had taught them basic force spells that could be used to knock things away. She couldn't help teach the winged ones how to fly, but they picked it up quick enough. Prince seemed to be the most intelligent. With only minimal difficulty, she had been able to teach him the force spell, a shield spell, and a teleport spell. She would be willing to bet money that he was even smarter than most of the hicks in that backwater-town Ponyville. Currently, Trixie was laying down fertilizer for her wolves. They liked to sleep in it, and Trixie was willing to acquire as much fertilizer as possible to keep her babies happy. Nothing but the best of the best went into caring for them! Trixie wiped her brow. There were a lot of timberwolves, and she had just finished giving fertilizer to each and every one of them. She tossed the empty bag into a pile with the others. The garbage pile was already higher than the roof of her hut, and was only going to get higher. Trixie trotted into her hut. Now the fun part of the day was about to begin. She went over to her desk, upon which laid a map of Canterlot and the surrounding area. The map was covered in red scribbles and arrows, indicating all the intricacies of her plan. She looked over the map. She had developed an idea to get into Canterlot proper, but she still needed a way into the castle. Trixie flattened out the map, picked up a pencil in her magic, and got to work.
InvasionThe crystal caves beneath Canterlot, they would be Trixie's point of entry. Unused, untouched, and abandoned, it was the perfect entry point. Nopony had even been there since the Royal Wedding a few months before. There were several entrances to the system of cave, but she was only interested in two. The one that opened up into the Canterlot Sewers, and the one located on the base to Canterlot Mountain. Trixie rolled up her map and placed it in her saddlebags. It was time for the invasion. She placed her trademarked wizard's hat on her head and clipped her cape up. The timberwolves were already told what the plan would be, and were ready and eager to fulfill their master's wishes. Trixie may have been a conquering warlord now, but that didn't mean she wanted too many ponies to be seriously injured. If it came down to it, her wolves would fight, but for her plan to be a complete success, she wanted her timberwolves to scare the citizens of Canterlot into surrender. Once she had taken the capital city and the princesses were locked up in the dungeon, she would easily be able to force the rest of the country into submission. Trixie left her hut. Two horned timberwolves that were flanking either side of the door got up and walked to her side, guarding their master. The azure mare walked into the forest, towards where her timberwolf army was waiting. All the fear she had for the forest was gone now- she felt safe with her wooden protectors. After a few minutes of walking, she broke through a wall of bushes and emerged on the other side, into a giant, swarming mass of timberwolves. Upon noticing the arrival of their master, they all stopped and stood at attention. Trixie cleared her throat. "My army, today is the day we take Canterlot! Today is the day we take the world! Today is the day we achieve our destiny!" Her inspiring speech was lost on the wolves, as they were wolves and lacked the mental capacity to understand her words. Trixie sighed. "Fine, just follow me." Trixie blasted open the locked gate that led into the crystal caves. She trotted in, admiring the reflective crystals. She pocketed some for later. Her plan was simple. She would send the regular timberwolves into the streets to terrorize and rampage. Meanwhile, any fleeing pegasus ponies would be captured or, if need be, killed by the winged wolves. Trixie, Prince, and a small group of horned wolves would make their way to the castle, overpowering all the pathetic guards that made up the princess's defenses. Simple enough. Trixie trotted into the mouth of the cave, followed by her wooden army. This will be over by the day's end. A few hours later, palace throne room- Trixie sat in the plush seats of the princess's throne, sipping on a milkshake. Her plan had gone off even better than she thought it would. Then again, she was the one that had come up with it, so that should have been expected. A noise from beside the throne got her attention, and she turned to look at it. An ivory-coated Alicorn was standing there in chains. "I understand the chains, but was it really necessary to make me wear these rags?" Trixie rolled her eyes. "Of course it was necessary, simpleton. How else am I to show how much better I am than you? Now shush, peasant. I'm busy enjoying this milkshake." Celestia sighed. Today was not a good day.
BluebloodThe streets of Canterlot. Known for their stunning architecture, bright streetlights, and angry mobs waving around pitchforks and torches. Wait, not that last one. A mob of angry ponies was forming outside Canterlot Castle, waving around their weapons of choice, be it flaming torches, pointy pitchforks, or sharp shovels. A small group of them even risked walking up to the timberwolf guards flanking either side of the gates, only to be repelled with vicious snarls. Trixie trotted up to the window, glaring. Why couldn't they just be happy for her? She had earned this kingdom fair and square. If they wanted it back, they should launch their own attack and take it back! But now, they were too weak. Too powerless. They would never be able to steal this city from her, even if they tried. The city was hers, and the rest of the country would fall soon after. Without their princesses to rule over them, the surrounding cities and towns wouldn't last a day before they were added to Trixie's territory. She had already instructed the castle seamstress to make banners with her face on them. It was easy enough to convince the castle staff to work for her. Double pay tends to make ponies easily coerced into things they otherwise wouldn't want to. Even the Royal Guards had agreed to stay, yet she suspected they were looking out for the two chained up Alicorns currently sitting beside her throne. Trixie didn't even want to keep the two chained up, but they had forced her hoof. Every time she released them and told them to go away, to find some other profession because she didn't want them there, they would just attack her until her timberwolves subdued them again. It was a real conundrum. Trixie sighed and closed her eyes. Today had been full of victory, but that doesn't mean it hadn't been tiring. Using her magic, she closed the curtains of the window she was looking out of and trotted to her queen-sized bed. It had originally been Celestia's bed, but hey, what can you do. It's not like she could go out and buy a new bed at the moment, what with all the mobs. They would give up soon, and realize that they're stuck with Trixie. Then they'd all go back to their respective shops and houses and everything would be back to normal. She was about to fall asleep when a shout was heard from outside her double doors, followed by snarling. "I demand to speak with this Trixie character!" the voice outside shouted. Trixie rolled her eyes. It was probably just another upset noble, screaming and hollering at her because they were worried she would force them to leave the castle. In all honesty, she would boot most of them out. Half of them didn't even do anything! "Let him in," she called out. The snarling on the other side stopped, and a white unicorn with a blonde mane and tail burst in. His mane was in disarray, and he was glaring at Trixie. His cutie mark was a compass rose. Maybe he was a cartographer? "Who do you think you are, just waltzing into Canterlot with your army of mangy mutts and acting like you own the place? I command you to leave!" Ugh, this one was even more annoying than the rest. She got off her bed, grabbing her hat and her cape in her magic. Donning the apparel, she tried to stand on her hind legs, but got back down. "Sorry, sorry, I just got up. Hold on a second." After a few more moments, she stood on her hind legs and lifted her forelegs into the air. "I am the Great and Powerful Trixie! I am the new Princess of Equestria! You are in no position to tell me what to do, peasant!" "Who are you calling a peasant!? You're the peasant here! I am a prince!" "A prince? You? Laughable! A real prince wouldn't have such an annoying, whiny voice!" The two stuck-up snobs continued to hurl insults back and forth. Eventually, Trixie got tired of him. "I've had enough of you!" she shouted. "Guards! Get me a slave collar and some chains!" "I will not!" "You will!" "I will not!" Trixie used her magic to lift up some feathers. She tickled the prince's stomach, causing him to burst into laughter. "O-o-okay! I'll d-do i-it!" he cried. Trixie stopped tickling him, and his laughter died down. Blueblood scowled and looked down at the banana cream pie sitting on the floor in front of him. "What is the point of this again?" he asked. Trixie roller her eyes, amazed at his stupidity. "It will amuse me. Now do it before I tickle you again." Blueblood panicked and smashed his face into the pie. Trixie rolled on the floor in laughter. "Haha, you did it! You actually did it! Bwahahaha! Blueblood scowled. Things just weren't going going his way today. Trixie smiled. She was going to have so much fun ruling a country.
ConclusionWell, it's done. I know, it ended pretty abruptly. That's what the sequel is for. Timberwolves Take Over the World 2- The Return of Timberwolves will be in ~~theatres~~ FiMfiction soon!
