Twilight's hooves were braced against the cold, rocky ground. Her nostrils were flared, her wings spread. The stallion before her was undaunted, his red eyes burning with a bright and menacing flame. He bared his teeth and laughed, a cruel smile upon his face. He stood mere metres away from Twilight and her minuscule army, the former Elements of Harmony. Six small mares against one godlike stallion. Two alicorns facing off, Princess versus God. Twilight's small army pawed the ground, flexed their wings, put on their brave faces. A cool breeze upset the still pane they stood upon, rustling Princess Sparkle's mane. She blinked for a mere moment, and when her eyes opened once more, a ghastly sight met her. Behind the stallion, a battalion of horrific monsters stomped, eying the ponies, a hungry look in their eyes. The Stallion stomped his hoof, sending a sonic wave over the ponies, sending them flying backwards across the plane. Head over hooves they flew, landing in a heap far from where they had stood. They were soon swarmed by the monsters, grabbed by clawed hands and sharp talons. The six mares were dragged infront of the alicorn, his thin white mane blowing in the sudden breeze. He smiled, showing sharp, metalic looking teeth. His eyes burned a fierce red fire from within his very being, his soulless gaze chilling the mares. Twilight looked up to her captor, tears in her eyes as she realized they weren't getting out of this one alive. The mares screamed into the open air, though nopony could hear them as the beasts ripped into them.
Sips opened his eyes in a dark room. He was upright in some sort of chair, but he was unable to move. He couldn't feel any ropes binding him to his seat, but he was paralyzed. He could not move at all, could not open his mouth, could only blink, only breathe. A bright light suddenly illuminated the room, temporarily blinding him. He could feel his bonds lifting and stretched. He opened his eyes and realized he was not alone. "Duncan? Sjin? What the hell?" But another being was in the room. A large white horse, no unicorn. The unicorn spread it's... Wings? So the unicorn was a pegasus. No unicorn. No. Pegacorn.
The... thing smiled at each man in turn. It openned it's mouth and spoke in a lyrical yet knowledgeable voice. "Greetings gentlemen. I am Princess Celestia, and I rule the nation known as Equestria, a land inhabited by equine citizens, along with my sister, Princess Luna." Celestia looked behind her to a hooded figure emerging from the shadows. The hood glowed with a navy aura and lifted from the figure's head, revealing a dark unicorn mare. She smiled at Duncan, and he smiled back and waved nervously.
"We art Princess Luna and-" The blue mare's voice had incredible volume, but was cut off by her sister clearing her throat. "Oh," the mare blushed, and her volume lowered. "I am Princess Luna, and my sister and myself require your assistance."
"As you could be aware, your friends, Lews, Hannah, and Simon have passed away recently, but what if we were to tell you that they are alive and well and in Equestria." Celestia's comment caused the men to look to her with wide eyes.
"We require your assistance in defeating a common enemy, a villian you may know as Israphel."
Sips, Duncan and Sjin looked to eachother in shock and disbelief. Silence reigned supreme for a few moments in the stark room. The trio immediately lost their composure, filling the room with raucous laughter. The princesses were unimpressed by the men's outburst, and waited for it to pass. "Y-y-y-you mean to say," Sips choked out between giggles, tears streaming down his face, "That our dead friends are alive, are ponies, and that we have to help you fight a character that THEY made up? Does anyone else realize how ridculous that sounds?" He looked to his friends as he laughed, wiping his eyes with his fingers. He immediately sobered and glared at the equine before him. "They were our friends. You dare to joke about their death? Say their deaths were lies?" His fists clenched as he got angrier and angrier.
Celestia was taken aback by the sudden outburst, but knew this was an empty threat. She blinked for a moment then sighed. A golden square popped out of nowhere and began to show a video clip of a red unicorn and an orange pegasus bickering. The voices were Lewis and Simon's, but... ponies... Sips was astounded at the sight, and he didn't know what to make of this news. He looked to his companians, who were equally shocked.
Duncan cleared his throat and looked to the mares. "If you need us so badly, and say we're the only ones who can help, but what aren't you telling us? What's the catch?"
"Well," Celestia began, "You would be transformed into ponies, for one." She smiled as she waited for their quick response.
The men looked to each other, glancing between themselves and the princesses. Sjin was the one to finally speak up. "When do we get started?"
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Sips looked behind him, a block of dirt adorned his flank. "So," he said, rubbing his chin with a forehoof, "I have no wings, no horn, and my cutie mark is dirt. I guess you could say I'm," He paused for dramatic effect, then grabbed a pair of sunglasses from nowhere and put them on. "An Earth Pony" He grinned. Celestia was so disgusted by this terrible pun that she changed his cutie mark to a maple leaf. Sips sighed as his joke fell on deaf ears and his dirt block vanished. "Could, could you make it the dirt block again? Please?" He looked to the princess with pleading eyes and a pout on his face.
Celestia sighed and her horn glowed a golden light. A flash of light sprung from Sips's hip as the leaf changed back to the block. "Now, Chris-"
"Please, call me Sips." He interjected, rudely interrupting the solar princess, who glared at him with a look that could send him to the moon. "Heh, y-your h-highness..." he stammered, bowing slightly, eliciting snickers from Duncan and Sjin. He shot a nasty glare to his companions, who were testing their new forms. Duncan was stumbling about in his new body, his white hooves skittering on the tile floor. He tripped, but his body was caught by a navy glow. He looked to the moon princess who was supporting him with magic. A smile formed on his lips as he pulled his hooves underneath him. He stood and looked to Sjin, and the chestnut Pegasus was having about as much trouble, if not more. Sjin's hooves were much smaller, so the base he stood on was even smaller. The white and black pony that was Sips was having no problem with standing, his wide, heavy earth-pony hooves planted firmly on the floor. The white unicorn looked back to Sjin to see him flying crookedly around the room, crashing into walls occasionally. He was caught by a golden glow before he flew directly into a wall, Celestia saving him from himself. He was lowered to the floor, and the golden aura was replaced with a navy one.
"Luna, you shall take Sjin for his flying lesson, and I shall teach Duncan the art of magic." The princesses walked to the door of the room, but heard a loud crash behind them. "But lets start with a walking lesson." Celestia mumbled as she raised her fore-hoof to her forhead. It was going to be a long day...
"What about me!" Sips called out as the four ponies left the room, Sjin and Duncan floating along behind the princesses.
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Lewis, Simon and Hannah waited in a stark, white room, nervous as to why the princesses had called them here. They sat on hard, uncomfortable cushions of the floor, facing a white door. Simon suddenly flew from his seat and groaned loudly. "Why? Why are we just sitting here? Its soooooooooooooooo boring!!!!" He did a quick flight around the room in a fit of exasperation. He landed in front of Lewis who just looked at him strangely.
Lewis looked upwards and blew a bit of his mane out of his eyes, it was getting a bit long. Blowing upwards caused his glasses to fog up, and he sighed in annoyance. A crimson glow enveloped the black glasses, and he held them in front of his face. A thin cloth materialized out of thin air, and he wiped the lenses clean. He heard a door opening, but assumed it was just a guard going through. He continued cleaning the glasses, then put them on as the cloth evaporated into the air. The unicorn looked up to see the Solar and Lunar princesses before him. He scrambled to his hooves and bowed hastily to them, eliciting giggles from the Princess of the Night.
Celestia cleared her throat and was about to address the three ponies before her, but was interrupted by a blonde unicorn stallion peeking through the door frame. The trio noticed the strange stallion and looked at him inquisitively. His eyes widened as he recognized them. "LEWIS!!!!!" He screamed and ran to the other unicorn. A brown Pegasus and a white earth pony looked through the door and followed him, running to the other ponies.
"D-Duncan? Sips?! Sjin?!?!" Lewis asked incredulously. Hannah and Simon were just as amazed at seeing their friends and greeted them with tears and laughter. Their reunion was cut short by Celestia clearing her throat to get their attention. The six bowed to the mares before them, awaiting their assignment.
"Mare and Gentlecolts," Celestia began, a snicker rising from Sips at the term. A quick glare silenced him. Celestia regained her composure and continued her speech. "As you know, a new threat has made attacks against Equestria, and has defeated our previous efforts, the Princess and Elements of Harmony have fallen." She bowed her head in sorrow, as did Luna and the ponies before her. Celestia's head rose and she spoke again, "A stallion known as Israphel has threatened our nation-"
"ISRAPHEL? Beg your pardon your highness, but ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR BUCKING MIND?!?!?!" Simon exclaimed loudly and rudely, earning himself a deathly look from Celestia. If she hadnt needed him to fight the villain, his rump would probably be on the moon. The orange pegasus blushed profusely and murmured an apology to the solar princess.
Lewis spoke up next, his head bowed and his glasses drooping. "No disrespect Princess, but Israphel is a fictional character that Simon and myself created for a video series. How is it physically possible that A, he's alive, B, that he's an alicorn, and C, that we have any idea how to defeat him? We still havent defeated him in a bucking game!" Lewis was quickly losing his temper under the stress, and his glasses slipped from his nose. He barely caught them with his magic, centimeters from the floor. Levitating them to his face, he felt a hoof on his shoulder. He turned to see Hannah patting his shoulder gently. He sighed. "Your Highness..." and with that, he bowed again. This time his glasses fell off again, and shattered on the ground. "Damnit!" he cursed, but quickly covered his mouth with his hooves. "M-m-my a-apologies P-p-princesses..." he stammered.
The shattered glass and wire frames lifted from the ground, encased in a golden aura. The glass pieced together within the frames, and the cracks sealed to form solid lenses, then the glasses landed upon Lewis's muzzle and tucked themselves into his ebony mane. His eyes opened to see Celestia looking at him, accepting his apology.
Luna looked to the ponies in front of her, knowing that although they knew the villain, battling him in a video game was much different that actually fighting in real life. She knew this plan wouldn't work, Celestia's plans never worked. The plan was always to reason with them, to simply lock them away for a thousand years. She was grateful that she had freed her from her curse non-violently, but still. Other villains that actually wished harm upon Equestria had simply been turned to stone, chucked out of the kingdom, locked up for a definite amount of time. And now the current circumstances? The Princess and Elements of Harmony having fallen, a supposedly immortal being, killed. Luna was suddenly plagued by the thought. Could she be killed with force? Could Cadance? Celestia? Were they really immortal? Their parents were the embodiment of the cosmos themselves, gods upon earth, but herself and her sister were simply demigods. They raised the sun and moon, and did not age, but apparently they were susceptible to damage. This puzzled the Lunar princess, and as she was so deep in thought, she didn't notice the ponies leave the room. She could feel a hoof on her shoulder, and she looked down to see the brown Pegasus that was Sjin poking her.
"Y-your Majesty." He bowed quickly, seeing that the princess noticed him. "The others have left a-and we should be going." he was stammering nervously.
Luna smiled comfortingly towards the perspiring pegasus stallion, he was looking to the ground and shaking slightly in her presence. She patted his shoulder reasurringly, and his chocolate eyes looked up to her indigo ones. He smiled shakily, reminding the Lunar Princess of her young prodigy, so many years ago. "Everything is going to be fine, Sjin." She calmly stated, but even she didn't believe herself.
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The small group of ponies left canterlot later that evening, speeding along in the Solar Goddess's personal train. It was much faster than the other trains of the Equestria rail system, the pink, coal powered locomotive that was standard Equestrian transportation replaced by a shining silver bullet, glinting in the sunlight and running on magic alone. The golden sun crest of the Solar Empire embossed the sides and roof of the train, identical to the Lunar Republic's train, although Luna's was a speeding black hawk with the Lunar crest upon it, windows tinted black to block out the sun. Luna rarely travelled by day, her trips mostly at night, the black bullet shooting through the night.
Lewis stared out the window, watching the Equestrian scenery fly past at breakneck speed. The land was so expansive, their trip to the Equestrian border where Israphel had set up a base would take almost two days, even at this incredible speed. The only thing that could go faster than the royal trains was Rainbowdash, but that was gone, she was gone. The Elements and Princess of Harmony were gone, killed by the menace they were to face. Israphel. He sort of blamed himself. They had created the character, they had made him. This was their fault. His fault...
Lewis sighed and closed his eyes. He could hear his friends talking near him, their incessant chatter permeating his concentration. He was so very happy to have his friends back, but now. Now he just wanted to be alone. He was feeling depressed lately, anxious, paranoid. He was cracking under the pressure of this assignment. They, six human gamers turned ponies, were being forced to fight a character that they had created, who was making an army of beasts, and who had already killed a supposedly immortal being and five other innocent mares. His hooves curled in, his ankles becoming tight and whitening. A solitary tear rolled down his face. He felt something touch his shoulder, and he looked over to see an off-white hoof gently rubbing his shoulder. Hannah smiled at him, then climbed onto the seat next to him, holding his foreleg in hers and snuggling up, resting her head on his shoulder. Lewis gave a quick smile and wrapped a leg around her and held her close. They had been separated for so long, so many months, he'd forgotten how much he needed her. The unicorn stallion leaned back in his seat and prepared for a long ride, and a long, long sleep.
Author's Note
Its done... ITS FINALLY DONE!!!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
You people have waited nearly a month for this shit, and its done... Now just... just deal with it.
Thank you to everyone who has read this, and my other story, I'll work on the next chapter right away!
Simon's eyes fluttered open to a beam of sunlight, his mane glued to his face with sweat. He sat up in the luxurious sleeper car, the feathery bed sinking slightly where his weight was concentrated. Creamy orange hooves rubbed his emerald eyes, and stretched, the dream imprinted in his mind. There had been six figures, and a bright light, then blackness and an ominous presence. Then laughing. Chilling, bone shaking laughing, what could only be described as evil with a hint of madness. Simon wiped his hoof over his side, noticing the thin sheen of sweat dampening his coat. He sighed, then spread his wings and hopped off the bed, gliding to the floor a few feet away. The train ride was so smooth, he didn't even feel like he was moving, even though they were going at hundreds of kilometers an hour. The stallion stepped into the bathroom to take a shower, and to try to forget his nightmare.
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Sips had barely slept at all that night, unable to get comfortable, even in the beds which were literally as soft as clouds. He tossed and turned, but his new form made in difficult to sleep. The excitement and stress of the previous day kept him awake as well, and even though he was dead tired, he was ecstatic to start the day. He dragged himself out of his room some time after the sun had risen, and could hear running water. A smile crossed his lips, running water on a train, was there anything magical ponies couldn't achieve? He stepped into a common area and immediately raised his head. He could smell something... was that- coffee? Sips trotted over to the counter as fast as he could, but slipped on the throw rug. He was sent sprawling across the floor, hooves in all directions. He sighed, and looked around him to make sure nobody- he smiled- nopony saw him. Nopony was in sight, and the water was still running. He picked himself up and dusted himself off, then slowly walked to the counter. Atop the granite surface was a beautiful, shining chrome coffee maker, covered in buttons and silver panelling. He looked at it for a moment, then grabbed a cup, placed it under the spout, and pressed a random button.
Unfortunately, due to his large earth pony hooves and the small buttons meant for unicorns, Sips pressed six buttons at once. A spout descended from the coffee-maker, and a dark brown sauce shot into the cup, splatters flying out and staining Sips's white coat. He licked the brown droplet and tasted chocolate sauce. The stream stopped, but started again with a jet of orange-y-brown-y-white sort of liquid, steam rising from the cup as the hot liquid filled it. After a bit, the stream again stopped, and a nozzle descended from the machine. What he assumed was whipped cream emerged from the spout, and topped the beverage with a thick layer of the foam. The nozzle ascended and a new one descended. A thin drizzle of brown sauce poured out, swirling around the whipped topping and creating an intricate spider's web-esque pattern. A light dusting of cinnamon followed after the chocolate, and a wafer straw plopped into the cup. A tray emerged from the machine, carrying the cup and putting it into easy reach of a dumb-founded Sips. This process took all of three seconds. Grasping the saucer and cup in his teeth, he carefully walked to the table nearby, not wanting to upset this accident-of-nature drink. He placed it upon the wooden surface and stared at its intricate topping, the whipped cream slowly melting in the hot coffee.
Sips sat awkwardly on a cushion, and tentatively reached for the wafer straw. A delicate sip, just to test it. He closed his eyes and inhaled slightly, sucking the drink through the tiny vacuum. What he next experienced was absolutely mind boggling. Orange, caramel, chocolate, espresso and spices combined perfectly, creating the perfect beverage. Sips leaned back on his cushion, chocolate and cream stuck to his muzzle. "Oh Sweet Celestia thats good..." the caffiene causing his eyes to go wide and his pupils to dilate. An hour of sleep, one of these, and he felt as though he had just woken up from an eighteen hour nap. He eagerly went back to the drink, trying to suck it through the dissolved straw. He wanted to drink it all on one gulp, but he knew that these circumstances would probably never come again.
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Lewis awoke, sunlight filtering through the blinds of the windows as they sped along. His vision was blurry, and he felt for his glasses. He heard a cracking sound and the tinkling of glass. He sighed and withdrew his hoof, trying to focus on the broken glasses with his magic. He could see the shards lift into the air encased in a reddish glow, then flew into the black frames. He put the glasses on as the cracks sealed, and blinked a bit. He was in some sort of sleeper car, although he distinctly remembered falling asleep in his seat near the window. He looked beside him and smiled, a tousle of pink mane partially covered in blankets, the white fur of her body smooth, and rising and lowering gently. Lewis leaned over and kissed the unconcious Hannah's ear, and she smiled in her sleep. Getting up from the feathery bed, he crept out of the room as quietly as he could. Closing the door behind him, her walked down the halls. He could hear running water from somewhere on the train, but it abruptly stopped. Somepony must have been taking a shower, he thought to himself. He entered the common area, and was met with a puzzling sight. Sips stood at a coffee maker, full and empty mugs of steaming drinks litterimg the counter before him. The earth pony mashed his hoof against a panel of buttons, and the machine started making a drink. After a moment, the buzzing and whirring stopped, and Sips picked up the cup. Looking inside, he snarled and put it on the counter forcefully. He put in a new cup, and mashed the buttons again. Lewis watched this process repeat two more times before stepping in.
"Sips? What are you doing?" He asked cautiously. Sips turned his head to look at Lewis, who reeled back in shock. Sips's grey eyes were wide open, pupils shrunk to pinpoints, red lines of blood creating a grotesque spider's web in his eyes. Various stains of different colors adorned his muzzle, brown, orange, grey, black, even blue.
"Making coffee..." Sips replied in a hushed voice. He turned back to the machine, and sighed, hanging his head. "I had it before. The perfect cup of coffee. Perfect. And now I can't make it. I've tried to press the same seven buttons twenty-five times, and it won't work..." He sat down abruptly, collapsing to the ground, a forlorn look upon his face.
Lewis smiled. "Sips, which cup was the first one?" One white hoof pointed to a table with a solitary cup on it, the other covering the face of the stallion. Lewis levitated the cup towards him, and studied the inside. He took a small sample from within the cup and placed the drip on a glass pane on the machine. Words flew past across a screen, and several buttons lit up. He grabbed a clean cup and placed it under the spout of the coffee machine. He looked to the panel for a moment, then mashed his hoof against it. A shot of chocolate hit the bottom of the cup at high speeds. Sips's ears perked up. A jet of orange-y-brown-y-white sort of liquid, steam rising from the cup. He removed one hoof from his eyes. A hiss of air as whipped topping was piled atop the drink. The shocked stallion walked to the machine as the chocolate formed a spider's web, and the cinnamon dusting, and the wafer straw. That delicious wafer straw... The tray extended and Sips stared at the cup, an expression of joy, shock, and extreme amazement upon his face.
"How the buck did you do that..." He asked breathlessly, grasping the mug in his hooves Lewis could barely contain his giggles at Sips's shocked expression.
"Press buttons a, four, up, f, six, choc. and whip. Simple!" Lewis stated, although it wasn't simple at all, a smile upon his lips.
Sips looked to the crimson unicorn, a look of pure admiration in his eyes. "T-thank you Lewis..." He whispered, then drank the entire cup in one gulp, wafer and all. He sighed with contentedment, whipped cream and chocolate covering his muzzle, a peaceful look in his eyes... "Thanks pal..." He sighed again.
"Oookay?" Lewis said, not thinking this whole situation was strange at all. "Happy to help..." And with that, Lewis turned and walked to the door. He opened it, and turned back to see Sips pressing all the buttons he had said. Lewis face-hoofed, then walked out, closing the door behind him.
Author's Note
Just a troll chapter really. I finished writing this and sat back when I realized and said aloud:
"I just wrote three paragraphs about a horse making coffee..."
Sjin lay awake as the sun streamed through the window, thinking about... Things. His conversation with Princess Luna during his flight lesson. How he was currently an equine. And how his special talent was a door. Was all he was really known for is that stupid remix? Is a mahogany door the only thing he was good at? This thought, among others, plagued him as he lay in the bed. It had been so awkward, getting in the downy thing. How did he position his legs? Did he lay on his back, his stomach, his side? Or should he sleep standing, like horses in his world. He tried to fall asleep standing, but the train went over a large bump in the track and he was sent flying before he could drift off. So he slept in the bed, on his back. He often tipped over though, but rectified the situation by putting the large pillows at his sides to keep him from rolling. It was nearly morning before he fell asleep though. The extreme comfort of the bed and the discomfort of being a horse was unnerving. He just lay there for hours on end, staring at the ceiling. Thinking.
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Duncan stared at the porcelain bowl, the water in the bottom clean and fresh looking. It differed from facilities he had known in the human world, the bowl was shallower and had a larger diameter, the tank was farther back, and the seat was a very different shape. He turned about and tried to sit on it, but leapt back up as he felt his tail dragging in the water. He flicked the appendage about, flinging water everywhere. He stared at the damp cluster of hair, squinting his eyes slightly and concentrating on it. The blonde hairs were surrounded by a bluish glow, and raised into the air. He still didn't quite understand magic, but decided not to question the results. He sat again, his tail raised and out of the way. Promptly after taking his seat, he sat awkwardly unsure of what to do next. He decided to just sit until something happened.
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Hannah awoke to an empty bed and an empty room, Lewis had obviously left some time ago. She lay on her back, legs curled to her barrel. She rolled over and off the bed, and limped to the door, her left forehoof covering her mouth as she yawned. She straightened her mane in the mirror, and opened the door to come face to face with Lewis. His hoof was raised to knock on the door, and nearly hit her in the excessively large eye. The crimson unicorn grinned at the sight of the disheveled mare, her pink mane askew and her coat ruffled. She shot a glare at him, then burst into a smile.
"Breakfast is ready and down the hall, I was just coming to get you." He had an awkward smirk on his face as he turned around to go back to the common area, Hannah following him.
The pair entered the expancious train car, Simon, Sips and Duncan sitting on couches drinking coffee. Duncan was showing Simon what he'd learned about magic, and proceeded to spill the orange juice he was levitating all over the cream Pegasus and the black suede couch. With a sigh, Lewis performed a small cleansing spell and removed the juice from the fabric, casting a glare at the novice unicorn. Duncan smiled apologetically, and used his hooves for the rest of his breakfast. He'd found a white coat of some sorts, with many pockets. It suited him well.
"So, last day on the train, then we're at the border." A voice murmured from behind the five ponies. Everypony jumped slightly and looked behind them, and was relieved to see it was only Sjin. The Pegasus sat down with the group and grabbed a Jaffa from Simon's plate, which earned him a pout.
These were real Jaffas that the princess had had imported for Simon, and he didn't know when the next time he would get a real Jaffa would be. He savored every one, but had given each member of their company one. He could make them whenever he wanted though, or something similar at least, but he no longer enjoyed baking the pastries as he once did. No pony else knew at the time, but Pinkie had been four months pregnant when she had gotten the call to help the Princess of Harmony fight the villain they were going to face. Simon's hooves clenched as he thought about the foal that had died along with his mare-friend, or as Pinkie had used to call him, his Super Special Somepony. That always made him smile. That upbeat personality, the complete randomness, the crazy behavior, yet she was more caring and loving than any pony he had ever met. She had been perfect for him. They planned to name the foal Surprise, filly or colt. It would have been the perfect name too. This foal was the biggest surprise either of them could have expected. And now they were both gone...
Lewis waved a hoof in front of Simon's eyes, trying to stimulate him to receive a reaction. The Pegasus had stopped blinking suddenly, and just sat there, staring into space for almost two minutes. "Sjin, by taking his Jaffa, I think you may have broken him. " Lewis sat back on his haunches and stared at the seemingly unconscious Simon.
"Me?! How is this my fault?! I didn't know you could even break a per- er, a pony." Sjin exclaimed defensively. He poked Simon, hoping he would wake if from whatever trance he was in. It didn't work. The stunned stallion was surrounded suddenly by a ruby red aura, and lifted from the couch. Lewis left the room, levitating Simon back to his room until they could figure out what had happened to him. The rest of their companions stayed in the common room, all thinking the same thing.
What was going to happen to them after they got to their destination? There was less than a day on the train left, and when they got to the fortress, how would they know what to do? Celestia said the solar and lunar armies would be sent to assist them and do most of the hoof to hoof combat as it were, their team was in charge of entering the base and killing Israphel himself. If an immortal being could be killed by this villain, why couldn't they?
