Dimensional Chronicles

Dimensional Chronicles Part 3 The Battle
Night Two:

Celestia had just finished her daily duties and was about to turn things over to Luna, but she had been informed that she had a visitor, the Zaraki Kenpachi she had heard about from her student Twilight Sparkle.
“Show him-” Celestia started.
“Auah!” Screams of pain could be heard from the hall. Celestia froze as Kenpachi walked into the throne room. There was blood dripping from the ragged edged sword slung over his shoulder.
“Hey, you the ruler of this castle?” He asked, boredom clear in his voice.
“D-during the day.” Celestia responded.

“Kenny she won’t be any fun.” Yachiru piped up, popping over his other shoulder.
“How could she not be fun? She’s not the strongest thing in here but there are pictures and statues of her everywhere. She must just be suppressing herself, as soon as she stops doing that, this should be fun.”
“Your Highness.” a Pegasus guard with black fur and a gash down the side of his face limped into view. All of the flight feathers on its left side had been cut off, he limped between Zaraki and Celestia. “You, will not pass.” The guard coughed up blood.

“Step aside, I don’t like killing the weak.” Kenpachi growled.
“You, will not pass.” The guard repeated.
“You’re going to be boring.” Kenpachi snarled. Celestia just stared, impressed be her guard's determination, but terrified by Kenpachi's drive.
“You will not, pass.” the guard was shaking now. It was obvious that he was just barely standing. “You will, not pass.” He repeated, as if the phrase gave him strength. The hastily redone strap on his armor gave way and the metal plates fell to the ground, revealing a gash along his ribs. Celestia restrained the urge to vomit, she could actually see the guards’ lungs filling and deflating shakily as he breathed. It was a survivable wound, but gruesome. “You will not pass!” He suddenly yelled, drawing on some reserve of strength and charged.

“Fine,” Kenpachi grunted, raising his sword.
“No!” Celestia yelled, putting a barrier above the guard. Kenpachi brought his sword down, shattering the magic like thin glass. The sword cleaved the guards left limbs clear off his body.
“I’m sorry, princess.” The guard said as he fell and died. Celestia screamed in frustration and sorrow at seeing one of her subjects cut down before her eyes and being helpless to save him.
“You monster!” she yelled charging Kenpachi.

Which brings us to where we started. Luna had jumped down from a balcony to save her sister, she had caught Kenpachis’ blade between her hooves, but it cut into them. She pushed the sword away and struck with her dark lightning pushing Kenpachi away.
“Are you alright sister?” Luna asked.
“I guess.” Celestia replied, trembling.
“Finally,” Kenpachi said. “You have no idea how boring this place is for me. So few strong people, but now that you’re here I can really cut loose.” He tore the eye-patch from his face and his power leaped. He jumped at Luna, swinging his sword, she just barely managed to dodge. Returning the bow, she clubbed him in the face with an armored wing and brought her bladed horn down across his chest, opening a gash, blood splattered on her armor and his robes.

He swung at her again, this time she blocked with her wings, the armor held but she was pinned down. She couldn’t get at him without taking out her own wings and he just kept pushing. Suddenly an insectoid wail filled the air. A green mare, wearing a mask with a long bladed horn in the forehead, two curled rams’ horns on the sides, blue lightning bolt designs along the lower jawline, blue bars on either sides of the nose and massive diamond shaped teeth. She was wielding a bladed lyre. Which she brought down on Kenpachi, hard, on his left shoulder, re-opening a wound Fluttershy had patched up. She then used the leverage to vault herself next to Luna.

“Hello Lyra,” Luna said, grinning. “You’re a little late, I was starting to worry you weren't going to show up.”
“What? And let my employer die, not a chance.” Lyra replied. She stood on her back legs and raised her Lyre. “Kyoshin, Ochestura!” [Resonate, Orchestra] Lyra yelled. The lyre seemed to melt over her foreleg, turning black with green line patterns, four silver claws burst from the hoof, three finger claws and one thumb claw, and a golden disk set itself at the elbow joint.

“Oh, a Zanpakto, this should be fun." Kenpachi said, Yachiru giggled at the rhyme. Lyra drew her claws through the air, four metal strings appeared where the claws had raked through it. She threw the strings like pointed, bungee bullets and Luna sent a beam of destructive magic at Kenpachi, who was able to block. The strings started to writhe and the magic encircled him they both lashed and blasted him until he looked the way he did when he first arrived in Equestria.

Lyra pulled back the strings and the magic faded. “A kido based one, well I’ll-” Kenpachi was cut off as he seemed to be sucked down a drain in his chest disappearing in a warp of light. Lyra had a good idea of what was going on and decided to fill in Luna who was obviously confused.
“Guardian.”

“What?”

“If the Guardian deems you incompatible with a dimension, than you warp back to your own after forty-eight hours. I figured this out while dimension hopping for you. And I know this is the case, because Yachiru is gone as well. The Guardian doesn't do precision.” Luna looked over, sure enough, the ledge Yachiru had been standing on was empty.

Epilogue:

The next morning:
“What was his name?” Celestia asked, standing over the body of the dead guard. All the other guards had been wounded but not killed, it seemed Kenpachi really was only interested in the extremely powerful. Celestia had personally helped get all the guards to the palace infirmary. But She had insisted that the dead guard be left where he lie.
“Excuse me your highness?” the royal cataloger, a stallion named Quick Check, asked, puzzled.
“This guard, what was his name?” She asked again.
“Do you want his Birthname or what he changed it to after he got his Cutie Mark.”
“After.”

“Grimmaldo,” he replied after looking though his report. Celestia used a hoof to piece his Cutie Mark back together, which had been slashed in half, it was a winged shield.

“Grimmaldo,” she paused, “protector. I will be going to the infirmary, inform Grimmaldos’ next of kin that he died a hero. We will erect a tribute to him and give him a burial worthy of a king.” She left the room before any of her advisers could object.

“Your Highness.” The nurse bowed as Celestia entered the room.
“There’s no need for that.” Celestia said to the nurse, “I come today not as a princess or ruler but as an old mare.” She surveyed the damage Kenpachi had done, they were all badly wounded, though none quite as badly as Grimmaldo had been. “I have come to realize something,” she started, “I trust all of you with my life, but I do not trust myself with yours. Grimmaldo was possibly the bravest pegasus I have ever had the honor to have serve me. He still tried to protect me, even when he was half dead, now I could say a lot with that. I could say that you should take a page from his book. But I pray you don’t, he died because, even as he tried to protect me, I failed to protect him from that despicable thing. If any of you find yourselves up against a being that far beyond all of us, do not attempt to stand your ground, do not attack it. Pull an evacuation hatch and run. This does not mean that anypony is being forced to stay, or leave, but if any of you want to quit they can.” Only one hoof was raised. “Thank you for your service and your time.” She turned to leave, a single tear fell from her eye.

End?

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