Aurora Praeco

by Sierra Nova

Twilight Sparkle is expecting the annual Gala to go smoothly. She didn't expect a group of mysterious armored creatures to crash the party, try to kill her mentor, and take her captive. She didn't expect to come into contact with a lost empire with technology that rivals Equestria. She certainly didn't expect to get sucked into a world ending prophecy that she is key in...Oh boy.

3. First Contact

Chapter I : First Contact

Canterlot, capitol city of Equestria, Royal Library

Beams of sunlight shone from the the palace windows. Light cascaded through the colored glass, casting a kaleidoscope of vibrant hues across the carpeted floor. This pattern was repeated on either side of the library hall, illuminating the legions of shelves that were crammed with books. This impressive collection of manuscripts, which had been amassed over numerous eras, was residence to some of the most ancient writings in Equestria's history. Strewn about this archive were wooden tables and benches, mainly for the use of those who would occasionaly peruse these corridors in search of one article or another (or just looking for a quiet place to rest). At one of the tables sat a single occupant, currently pouring her attention over an encyclopedia. The creature resembled a cross between a pegasus and a unicorn, about 4 and a half feet in height and with a wingspan nearly double that size. She had a lavender shaded coat of fur, with a dark violet mane cut into sharp bangs.
near her hind legs rested a 6 pointed magenta star. This was Twilight Sparkle, the respresentation of the Element of Magic, and current Princess of Friendship. She shifted in her chair, her horn glowing absentmindedly as she turned to a new page. At the moment, Twilight the picture of content. Truth be told however, she was desperately attempting to prevent having a mental breakdown. The reason being that she'd volunteered to plan and host that year's Grand Galloping Gala, an annual party held in Canterlot. What made this one so stressful was that not only would the standard emmisaries and officials from Equestria's traditional allies be present, but there would now be guests hailing from previously isolated civilizations, such as Changelings, Dragons, and the most recent addition, the Hippogrifs.

Between helping to prepare suites more suitable for the newcomers, sending out invitations in the native dialects of the regions, and advising the chefs on what to cook, she was exhausted. Thankfully, she wasn't alone in her tasks:several of her friends had agreed to help set up the festival. Rarity, a unicorn who specialized in fashion and decoratives was supervising the asthetics of the gala. Applejack, an earth pony farmer, and Pinkie Pie , a baker of the same species were helping with desserts. Rainbow Dash, a pegasus wonderbolt,was helping to prepare the aerial presentation for later in the evening. Her other friends Fluttershy, an animal caretaker, Starlight Glimmer, a rival turned companion, and Spike, her young dragon assistant/confidant, were helping to organize transportation for those from more out of the way locations. Just about everyone was buried up to their necks in some kind of activity, leaving little time to recover. Twilight had at first been reluctant to take a break from her duties while everyone else was labouring so hard to put everything together, but they had insisted that since the gala would be taking place that night that she get some rest before the events began. So after taking a particularly restful nap, she had decided to pay a visit to the Canterlot Archives get her mind off all the preperations. Thus, she had spent the past 2 hours pouring through dozens of books. Presently, she heard the sound of the door to the main entrance open, and the sound of hooves on the wooden floor. She turned to see a brown and red pegasus guard clad in golden armor standing before her. He placed one of his front hooves on his chestplate and bowed his head. " Princess Twilight," he began," I've been sent to escort you to the Royal Palace. Their Majesties Celestia and Luna wish to speak with you as soon as possible." Twilight replied," Thank you kind sir, I'll be there shortly." The guard nodded." Shall I send for an entourage to escort you, Princess?" Twilight shook her head." That won't be neccesary. I can fly there."

"As you wish, Milady." The guard turned and exited the building, leaving Twilight to contemplate just what it was that the two sisters might want with her at the moment.
The irrational part of her brain seemed convinced that in her absence, the gala preperations had gone horribly awry and that Celestia, her former mentor, had summoned her for a stern reprimand. That scenario was struggling to take over the rest of her mind. She shook herself, attempting to banish such thoughts; she had confidence that her compatriots could maintain order without her being there. It was nothing. Probably. Hopefully. Maybe? " Oh dear." she said to herself." I really am stressed out." It didn't take long for her to reach her intended destination, what with having a pair of wings and all. She landed elegantly on a balcony connecting to Celestia's main study, where Twilight had guessed her former mentor would spend this time of the day. Her intuition had proven correct as she opened the door leading inside, only to to see the ivory colored princess resting comfortably on a sofa. Celestia had forgone her crown and chestpiece, allowing her multicolored hair to flow freely about.
Her sister Luna, a navy colored mare nearly the same height as her sister, was absorbed in a halfway complete puzzle. Celestia, having taken notice of Twilight's arrival, turned and smiled at her former student. "Twilight," she beamed." it's good to see you. you arrived sooner than expected. I'm assuming you turned down the offer of a ride here?" Twilight smirked at this." I just don't really see the point of having wings if I don't use them." Her brow furrowed, her nervousness showing for a brief moment." You two wanted two see me?" Presently, Luna turned her gaze from her puzzle to address the younger alicorn." You needn't be worried, Princess.
We merely wished to see how you were holding up."

The young alicorn feigned suprise." Worried? Why would I be worried...?" The look on her two counterparts' faces gave all the indication need." I'm that obvious, aren't I ?" Celestia walked up to Twilight, wrapping a wing around her torso. " We understand that you're under a lot of pressure to have everything ready forthe gala tonight, but you shouldn't have to feel as though you should be ashamed for wanting to gather yourself. I recieved word that soon everything will be in place for this evening. You and your friends have done extremely well." Twilight, having perked up at this statement, beamed at the sisters. " I'm glad you feel that way. Hopefully after this is finished, the alliances we've forged will only grow stronger."

Unknown Location

"Protheon, is everything prepared for the mission?" The one whose name was mentioned looked up from the holo pad he'd been examing. The transparent blue screen collapsed into the tubular projector as its user placed it down on a nearby crate. He stood at a hulking 6 feet tall, covered from head to toe in bronze and black plating. He turned his attention to the one who had addressed him. Upon seeing who it was, he placed a fist across his chest, bowing in respect. "My Prince, all systems are fully functional. We'll be ready to depart shortly." Saladin nodded in approval." Good. Make sure the stealth drive is prepared." "Yes,My Liege." "Saladin!" The Prince turned, To see a new pair, also fully armored, walking up to him. One of them, clad in teal colored armor was sleeker and more feminine, mimiced the same gesture as Protheus." Did the Council give you the ceremonial blade?" Saladin replied," They did,Athena." He placed his hand on the handle. "It feels lighter than those blades we used in our training." He turned to the other figure." Killian, old friend. Your father let you leave the Scorchlands to join us?" Killian, dressed in onyx and amber armor, shrugged." He might be a Suzerain and a counciler, but I managed to convinced him that I would be of better use if I accompanied you." Beneath his visor, Saladin grinned. "Either way, it's good to have you with us." Presently, a voice from the ship could be heard." My Prince, the Charon is ready to depart . I recommend we leave before the rift closes again." Saladin nodded. "Understood." He back to turned to the other three." May the Eternal's light guide Our path."

A few miles away, a ziggurat overlooked the coastal line. A woman dressed in a silver gown watched as a dot of chrome hovered over the waters before speeding off, finally disappearing behind a haze of clouds. Her face, obscured within the shadows inside the tower, remained facing in the direction of where the craft had gone. She sighed, turning her attention to a mountain steppe several miles away, Its peak illuminated by several vibrant hues. " Valerius," She whispered." I fear that boy isn't ready to face this challenge alone. If you can, protect him."

"Please."

Canterlot, Annual Gala

'Well, this is going better than I thought it would.'

Those were Twilight's thoughts as she surveyed the ballroom occupants. Much to her suprise(and relief), there had been no incidents of ambassadors getting in a brawl with each other. On the contrary, everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. Considering that both she and her friends had been intergral in forming relations with most of the represented nations, that shouldn't have made things too difficult, but it was still relieving that nothing had gone awry. Twilight was woken from her musing by someone asking," Didn't I tell you we could handle this?" She turned, and saw a purple and green dragon walking up to her." I know, Spike.
I just couldn't help but be nervous for a while." Her assistant tilted his head slightly, taking a sip of his punch before replying," Well, there's no need for that now, I guess. Everything seems great." Twilight, satisfied with this response, replied," I suppose you're right. Go catch up with some of the others; I'll join you shortly."Spike grunted in reply, making his way through the crowd to join a group of dragons. Twilight sighed, pouring herself some punch.' Everything seems to be going so well. I really should stop worrying about all this."

"Carnifex, we have arrived at the dropoff point." an automated voice announced." Stealth drive is holding." Saladin, roused from his meditation, responded," Excellent. Have you located the Corona?" "Affirmative. It and three other Alicorns are positions just outside the plaza." The Prince turned to the other three occupants of the hatch." Check your weapons and HUD. We can't afford to screw this up. Killian, I want you and Protheon to clear a path to the Corona. Deploy drones to eliminate guards if neccesary." Killian said," Got it." Protheon simply nodded, his attention focused on his datapad, checking to ensure that all drones were fully operational. "Athena, I need you to find an elevated cover fire if we need it. The girl nodded." I'll do my best." " Remember all you, keep your active camoflouge on until I signal otherwise. If we alert them to our presence, we'll have botched this entire mission. Any guards who get in the way are fair game, but the Sun Bearer is mine. Do I make myself clear?" There was a chorus of argreement from the other three. Saladin examined his own blade, the golden hilt glinting against the onyx grips implanted into it. Chorus of the Avenged. This would be the weapon that would start the crusade. The beginning of the end of those who had betrayed his people. Of those who had murdered one most dear to him. He would strike down the Aurora. Make it beg for mercy, just before he delivered the killing blow. The Avenged thrummed, as if anticipating the coming skirmish. Just like him, It was ready. Just like him, It was out for blood. Together, they would not fail.

Celestia gently tapped her glass with a spoon. The ringing it emenated gained enough attention for her to speak. "My friends, from both my own country and those from the remote corners of this world, I would like to thank you all for making the journey here to celebrate this momentus event. In Canterlot, the Gala represented a celebration of unity and prosperity. Thanks to the efforts of the Mane 6 and their associates, we have experienced an unprecedented era of peace. Alliances that were once thought impossible have now become reality. When The Storm King conquered this city, it was they who inspired you to rise against him. I have seen one in particular who showed her talent for leadership and the ability to strive in the most dire situations. She was one of the main organizers of this event. With that, I am honored to introduce to you all, Princess Twilight Sparkle!"

The crowd applauded as Twilight came up next to Celestia. The solar monarch turned to her former pupil. "Go on, you deserve this. Give them a show." Twilight gave a nervous smile, before stepping up. "Thank you, Princess. I'd just like to say that I'm eternally grateful for all the support I've recieved from my friends and family through these years. Without them, I might never have gotten to this point. We are one people in the end, and I hope that in future generations to come, that unity only grows! So raise a toast for peace! Raise a toast to unity!" It was then that everything fell to chaos.

a few minutes earlier...

Athena checked her Shrike Rifle for the third time. The weapon's lighting glowed the same hue her as before. Why was she so anxious? She'd trained with this device countless times, perfecting her marksmanship. This particular rifle was heavily modified for stealth operations, serving as the perfect tool for assasination. Not that she'd ever gotten the chance to use it outside of a simulation. Nothing beyond a simple drone had ever ventured outside of the Refuge. She had trained for this moment for countless centuries. She had honed herself, just as Saladin, Killian, and so many others had for this moment. So why couldn't she shake off this feeling of dread? It creeped at the edge of her mind, clawing away at her focus. She shook her head. Get yourself together. This was for Father, and everyone else who'd been slaughtered all those ages ago. She aimed her weapon, the sight aimed at the alabaster alicorn. She would have to keep an eye on that one, ever more so than the others. She commed." Saladin, I'm in position. Aurora is in my line of sight." "Confirmed Athena, stand by." Athena gripped her rifle, smiling as she recalled the name she the name she had given to it; Arrow of the Vigilant. With this, she would silence those demons of the past forever.

Killian deployed the last of the drones just as a guard passed by. He tensed, waiting for the intruder to pass again, he was grateful the camoflouge drives the council had granted to them were doing their job properly. It was an experimental unit, designed to be twice as effective at cloaking the user than the older models, though this one had yet to be given an field testing. The manufacturers back home had granted this newest model as a means to work out any flaws in the system. So far, nohing had malfunctioned. Killian breathed a sigh of relief as the guard finally passed. A shame, he thought. He had been hoping to test out the bayonet he'd installed on his silenced pulse shot. Sure that he was alone, he flicked it on, observing the tiny orange plates shifting together to form a blade resembling half a of a broadsword, the tip burning white. The weapon attached to it was compact, designed for mid to close range. It fired four bursts of incendiary projectiles per shot, a trait shared by most weapons from his clan. He grimaced at that thought. He came from one of the more isolated tribes in the Northern regions. His in particular had been one of the more beligerent groups in the old days, preffering to keep others at a distance. However, that was no longer a luxury that could be afforded.

His Father had been against him going on this mssion. It had been a particularly nasty arguement between the two of them before Killian was allowed to partake in the operation, and that was only after Protheon, the Captain of the Council Guard, had been assigned to join as well. The hulking warrior carried around a massive Gravity Hammer customized for maximum damage at close range, making him a deadly juggernaut. It added to Protheon's intimidating visage. Focusing his thoughts on the task at hand, he watched as the drone took off into the air. The disk shaped automaton would provide valuable intel on the area, as well minimal cover fire if need be. He only hoped it wouldn't come to that. He commed their leader." Saladin, all drones are in place. You may begin when ready."

Such vile creatures.

That was Saladin's thought as he gazed down at the festivities below him. He was perched on the ledge that overlooked to entire plaza. From there, he had a clear point of view of his prey. Four alicorns sat together,the tallest among them at the center. His HUD focused on that one in particular. It was colored white, Its hair flowing in some unseen wind. The Corona. The murderer of the last Carnifex before himself. The one who had led the genocide of his species. This one must be a descendant of that monster. The ball of cold fury raged within him, his training and the need to remain hidden being the only things restraining him. Everything was in place. He took a breath to calm his nerves, before turning his gaze to the night sky. "This is for you Father."

He commed his team." Begin the assault." With that, he leaped from his perch,landing silently behind two guards, a griffon and unicorn. Having disengaged his cloak,he took a swing at the neck of the equine, aiming for the jugular vein. Sharpened claws appeared at the edge of his fingertips, shredding through muscle and skin, severing the throat of his victim. The unicorn let out a gurgling screech before crumpling to the ground in a heap. The griffon, now aware of the presence of the attacker, shouted," Intruders! We're under atta-argh!" He didn't get the chance to finish the sentence before his own throat was torn open. Saladin watched as the hybrid fell to the ground, a look of terror and pain etched upon his dying face as his blood pooled on the ground. Foolish creature. His attention was drawn to the sound of more pained screams as another band of guards was suddenly assaulted by Killian and Protheon. His friend had just impaled a pegasus on his bayonet. He threw the creature to the ground before opening fire on another soldier. In comparison, Protheon swung his hammer, the blue lights within glinting against his bronze armor as it collided against a pair of dragons, sending them into an aching pile against a nearby pillar. Saladin could almost hear the titan of a warrior growling at his opponents, daring them to come closer.

He focused on the task in front of him. Enjoyable as it was to slaughter these beasts, he didn't have any time to waste. Besides, Corona would make for a better experience. A grin as he anticipated the confrontation. A pair of earth ponies armed with lances charged at him. He payed them no heed.
jumped over them, he delivered a kick to each of their heads, knocking them unconscious. He continued his charge, before he was blocked by a transparent magenta shield. A white unicorn dressed in what appeared to be formal military uniform stepped forward, Its electric blue mane dancing around Its neck. Saladin growled in frustration, none too happy at this upstart that dared to get in his way. He delivered a punch against the shield. The unicorn's face turned from determination to suprise as the magical aegis formed a web of cracks across its surface. Saladin dealt another blow. Then another. His oponent, now panicking as his defense became weaker with every strike against it, poured more energy into the barrier, hoping it would hold. Saladin was having none of it. With a final shout he dug his claws into the shield, shattering it to pieces. Not giving the equine time to react, Saladin backhanded the wretch across the courtyard, where it made contact with a wall, and moved no more. One of the alicorns- the small purple one- cried out, seemingly in anguish.

Saladin smiled in satisfaction; doubtless the one he'd just sent careening was a particular favorite of that one. His mood quickly changed as he saw the white alicorn rise from her place, staring him down with an unreadable expression. He slowed his approach, coming to a halt only a few yards across from his foe. He glanced at his more guards had surrounded him. In contrast to the golden plated suits worn by the grunts he'd torn through, these warriors were clad in platinum armor with onyx trimming. These were honor guard troops. Normally this wouldn't be much of a nuisance; it likely wouldn't take long to eliminate these buffoons. Unfortunately, he didn't have the time to bother with them. His comm opened, and Athena reported," Saladin, you have at least another two dozen soldiers heading your way. If you have a plan to end this without sustaining significant injury to yourself, I'd suggest you do so now!" Saladin merely nodded at this comment. Presently, a memory of an event long past crossed his mind. Huh. That would do. "Hold your fire for now. I have something special for this one." There was a pause on the other end, before Athena replied," Understood. Standing by." Saladin turned his attention back to the alicorn. It would just as it had been then. The only difference: this time, It would the Carnifex who was the victor.

He couldn't wait.

It was as though the gates of Hell itself had released Its lords upon the plaza. One moment Twilight had been at the center of applause, and the next three hulking bipedal creatures had appeared from the shadows and had slaughtered the guards and anyone else in their way. They were dressed in black skin suits covered by plates of some form of metal. She could only watch as the first two had brawled against several guards. She was horrified as the bronze colored one swung Its massive hammer through several unfortunate warriors , likely pulverizing many rib cages and spines, and the other one( his one dressed in black armor with orange lights) skewer a hippogriff on what looked to be a glowing bayonet that was attached to a strange handheld weapon. Said weapon was then directed at other assailants, firing glowing hot projectiles that melted through the iron plating. It only got worse as the third, seemingly the main instigator of the attack, charged in her direction. Her brother Shining Armor, the captain of the Royal Guard, had attempted to fend off the attacker. Twilight could only watch as the strange being shattered Shining's shield spell with Its claws, before throwing her sibling across the plaza. She almost ran from cover to Shining's aid, but Luna held her back with a wing." Stay here, young one. You won't be any good to your brother dead."

It didn't take long for the Honor Guard to be arrive, a wall of luminous platinum armor between the Princesses and this mysterious assailant. The rest surrounded It, weapons at the ready. Celestia, having finally seemed to have gathered herself, stepped forward to face the newcomer. She spoke, her voice betraying no emotion."I am Princess Celestia of Equestria. I would ask that you and your comrades drop your weapons and surrender. If you refuse, I'm afraid we'll be forced to utilize more lethal methods." The stranger gazed at Celestia, or at least it seemed to be doing so; it was difficult to tell considering the helmet covered area where the creature's face should be. Now that it stood still, Twilight could get a decent look at It. It was bipedal, at least 5 feet tall, and covered with smooth muscles underneath the skin suit.
Plates on obsidian colored armor were placed all over the body, seeming to melt into the inner layer yet still noticable. Grooves ran across the whole body, and a golden light glowed within them. There was a symbol resemmbling a compass surrounded by circular rings located on the chest, the golden light seeming to glow more intensely in that region. On the 'face', intricate lines were patterned to ressemble a sort of skull insignia, complete with fangs. It tilted Its head, studying the one who spoke in such a manner. Finally, It spoke. The voice sounded hollow, as if an actual skeleton had spoken. There was a metallic ring beneath, adding a sort of menace to those words uttered. "How typical...you held my predecessor in much the same contempt, even when our two factions were on more equal terms . I see your kind were diligent of consolidating power and," at this he surveyed the ambassadors still present." in subjugating the other ." Celestia's expression remained as stone. Luna stood up. "Surrender and identify yourself, Creature." The skull visage brightened as the biped took a step toward the monarch. The honor guards drew closer, weapons pointed. The voice grew sharper, a venomous undertone becoming present. " Mind your tongue, Alicorn! You stand in the presence of a Carnifex, and you would do well to show the respect befitting one!"

The skull's voice calmed." I am Saladin, heir to the previous Carnifex Valerius- the one you Alicorns murdered millenia ago! I have come to seek vengeance for his death, and for the destruction of my people's civilization. In accordance to the ancient law of combat, I challenge the Corona to a duel of single combat." At this, he pointed a claw at Celestia. A murmur went through the crowd. Twilight peered at this one who called himself Saladin. Corona? What is he talking about? Celestia gazed at the figure. "What happens should I refuse?" Saladin remained quiet for a moment before raising an arm, before closing the five appendages at the end into a fist. Two bolts of bluish light streaked through the air. Seconds later, the two guards closest to Saladin were struck. They didn't even have the time to react as their bodies convulsed, beofre disintegrating in a flurry of blue embers, their armor and weapons dropping to the ground. Everyone else recoiled, backing away from the armored figure."I'll simply order my forces to slaughter every single wretch in this plaza. Should you accept my challenge, I will allow everyone else here to keep their lives." The solar monarch remained resolute, her face unreadable. Finally, she spoke." I accept your challenge." Luna looked at her sibling.
"Sister, surely you jest!" "I have no choice Luna." Celestia adressed her oponent. "Carnifex Saladin, what are the terms of your duel?"

This was perfect! The treacherous witch had taken the bait,just as Saladin had hoped. His armor seemed to vibrate in anticipation. He calmed himself before answering.
"Simple. Each of us shall choose two weapons to use. We shall fight until one yields to the other. The victor decides the fate of the defeated. No one else is permitted to interfere while we are in combat. Do you find these acceptable?" He smirked as he watched the Aurora's frown deepen at this mockery." Yes, they are."
Saladin clasped his hands together. "Excellent!" He signaled for Killian and Protheon to stand down. Seeing that their leader had achieved his intended goal, they ceased their rampage, backing away from the remaining guards. "You may summmon whatever weapons and armor that suits you, but be swift;my patience will last so long." His grin only widened as he saw this last comment rile up the Alicorn. He silently thanked the blacksmiths back home for the facial concealment software. The smile faded as he remembered the rules of combat. From this point forward, he was on his own. Athena couldn't save him with a sniper round if he lost; neither Killian or Protheon could interfere to save his life. He had only himself and his blade. He brushed his fingers on the hilt of the Chorus. He only hoped he would succeed where his father had failed.

The Carnifex stood defiantly before the Princess, having declared his challenge. The Alicorn's horn began to glow a warm gold, shining brighter with each passing second.
As she did so, small dots of light flickered to life around points of her body. They soon etched lines of gold in the air, forming a pattern ressembling the patterns on an insect's carpice. Then, pearl color plates of metal materialized around the lines, forming a smooth shell comparable to the armor worn by the honor guards. There were inlays of silver etched throughout the armor. Underneath all of this was a black undersuit similar to the one worn by her advesary. Beside her, a golden rod of light assembled with a curved white blade at the top. The light dissipated, revealing a massive haelbard, the blade a shining platinum that mixed with the gold infused shaft. On her other side was a similarly colored shield that bearing a solar emblem. The Carnifex snorted, seemingly unimpressed with this display. "An axe? Poor choice, Alicorn." He removed a small device about a few inches across from his waist, before gripping it in his hand. Rather than a single blade, two prongs of yellow light ignited, nearly touching the ground. The hilt seemed to meld into the Carnifex's arm, a sort of gauntlent assembling around his forearm. The prongs were transparent, held together by black substance resemmbling mist. Arcs of yellow lightning danced around the tip. He swung the weapon around; the air seemed to howl as the blade cut through it. He assumed a fighting stance, his sword arm resting upon the other at the elbow.

Celestia understood the gesture. She gripped her haelbard and shield in her telekinesis, holding the defensive tool close to her chest. The pair began to circle each other, each movement deliberate. Each waiting for the other to strike first. Celestia brought the shield closer to her chestplate. Under normal circumstances, she wouldn't feel the need to take such a defensive posture; she was in every sense of the word untouchable, nearly invincible on the battefield. The difference now was that this oponent was clearly no ordinary combatant. The armor alone was indication that any conventional tactics could lead to a gruesome injury. Perhaps a series of teleportations to distract-. The Carnifex lunged with an unnatural speed, his blade seeming to howl as it passed through the air. Celestia raised her shield, blocking the attack mere seconds before it would've penetrated her shoulder blade. The protection spells laced into the steel strained to endure the assault, sending off sparks tumbling to the ground. Celestia grunted as her opponent placed more pressure on the shield. She almost didn't notice the clawed hand swinging at her head. She twisted her neck, narrowly avoiding what could've been a fatal blow. Instead the claws raked across the side of her face, barely missing her eye and leaving deep gashes in her helmet.

This came as a suprise to the solar monarch; enchanted metals such as these took years to properly forge, but once completed they were nearly impervious to damage. Is his armor forged from a stronger material? She didn't have time to dwell on this for long, as her opponent had taken the opportunity to deliver a kick to her chestplate, sending Celestia flying back several feet. It took a few seconds for her to regain her bearings, and she barely had enough time to fly out of the way as Saladin lunged with his sword again. She could smell the tips of her pearly feathers being singed as the tip of the blade passed by them. Finally having enough of being on the defensive, she charged her haelbard with energy, before swinging her weapon down and sideways, forcing Saladin to back up for fear of being cleaved in half. Celestia heard her foe curse in some alien tongue. Her ears perked; there was something about the words uttered that seemed almost...familiar?
She shook away the thought. She quickly turned her attention back to the fight. She charged her weapon again, aiming the tip at Saladin, as a beam of golden energy rocketed toward him, hitting him center mass. Astonishingly, the warrior managed to withstand the barrage of magic. Celestia could make out a faint flicker of energy pulsing around the area that had been hit. Possibly a sort of protection spell similar to her own. She observed as the light grew brighter around his hands, glowing white hot. Saladin pointed his arms at Celestia, and a pair of white beams of light raced towards her. Realizing the danger, Celestia managed to dodge the lethal magic. her relief was cut short as one of the beams made contact with her left wing. There was the sound of a shield spell collapsing under the barrage, followed by the stench of of burned flesh and feathers. Saladin laughed triumphantly, the horrible sound seeming to resound through the plaza. " Is this the best you can offer, Corona? I'd expected better of you."

Celestia rose, visibly weakened by the attack. She took a moment to examine her injured wing. She grimaced internally upon viewing the damage; most of the feathers had been scorched off, and the skin that had taken the most damage was charred black. Gashes of deep red could be seen in some spots. As far as she could tell, there were no broken bones, likely only due to her naturally robust physiology. At any rate, she'd have to continue the remainder of the fight grounded. She glanced at the remains of her shield; the spells enhancing the aegis had failed, forcing the metal to take the brunt of the damage. Unable to sustain itself, it had melted into a useless husk. She discarded the ruined piece and turned her attention back to her opponent, assessing possible tactics. Straightforward attacks had proven useless, and the Carnifex had attacked visciously every time she'd faltered. He was like a wraith, unconcerned by any threat of bodily harm. Wait... unconcerned by threat of injury. Presently, a wild strategy formed in her was extremely risky, but Celestia had run out of options. Might as well try. Rising to her hooves, her magic took hold of her haelbard, thankfully still intact. Her opponent tilted his head. "Still want to fight?" He brandished his alien weapon, the twin prongs seeming to make the air scream as he swung it about. "Good. I was afraid this would be too easy." Celestia said nothing. She brought her own weapon to bear, placing it in front of her injured wing. The room remained eerily silent as the pair began to circle once again. After a few moments, they stood before each other once again.
Each starkly contrasted the other; whereas Celestia's posture was rigid, her massive battleaxe in a defensive position, the Carnifex's movements were fluid, almost playful as he stood with his sword at he , the Princess spoke." Carnifex,if you truly have a grievance with me, why must it be repaid in blood? You need only stand down, and we can settle this without further casualties."

The Carnifex seemed to consider this, giving Celestia hope. It was quickly shattered upon hearing the reply, his words now laced with venom. "Stand down? You've lost your mind, wretch! Your kind lost any hope of mercy from me the moment you assassinated my predessecor! He offered you peace, he gave you every oppurtunity to cease your treachery, and you answered him with a poisoned blade through the heart." At this, the gold lights in his armor glowed brighter." I will finish what started all those years ago. Tonight, I'M SLAYING GODS!" He charged forward, arcs of yellow lightning crackling off the edge of his blade. Celestia likewise advanced. As they drew closer, she began to swing the sharp of the axe downwards, seemingly to cleave the Carnifex vertically. He let out a menacing chuckle as he dodged away. He swung his blade sideways, expecting to hear the sound flesh being torn apart. To his confusion, he heard only the sound of the air being cut. For an instant he froze, searching for his prey. The faint ring of something teleporting behind him caught his attention. He whipped aroun. "Wha-!" Celestia was bearing down on him, the haelbard prepared to deliver an uppercut. The Carnifex twisted his torso, barely avoiding having his spinal chord severed. He caught the blade with his own as he attempted to force his attacker to the ground. His opponent was equally determined. The pair remained in this position for several seconds, each trying to overpower the other. Sparks littered the floor as the two weapons clashed. Celestia grunted as she struggled to keep her footing. The Carnifex leaned his mask forward until it was only a few inches from her muzzle. "You're more experienced in combat than I anticipated; I imagined you'd rely on poison to deal with your enemies." He flexed his arm, causing more sparks to light. " I think I've decided what to do with you when this over: I'll take your head as a prize, maybe use your pelt as a cloak." Celestia bared her teeth, her hooves beginning to slip. His next words were like daggers, the cold chuckle with them like ice." Perhaps I'll even take a few of your precious subjects as well. I could always use a few pets for entertainment!"

With an enraged shout, she forced her enemy's blade to the ground, exposing his head and neck. Her horn lighted as she concentrated on the other end of the haelbard.
Within seconds a blinding golden light flashed, before revealing a mid sized serrated blade. The metal glowed white hot as flames engulfed it. With all the strength she could muster, she pushed, aiming the new tool up at the Carnifex's head. Realized the sudden danger, he twisted his neck away. The blade grazed his throat, barely missing his aorta. However, he wasn't quite fast enough as it made contact with the side of his helmet. His shields flared, the white lights glowing intensely as it attempted to repel the attack. He growled." You DARE-!" He grabbed the shaft with his free hand as he desperately attempted to shove the offending object away. This time it was Celestia's turn to speak." I know not what dark hole you crawled of barbarian," Her muzzle came closer." What I do know is this: You will NEVER bring harm to any of my people, not while I still breath!" With one final effort, she forced the blade down on the Carnifex's helmet. There was a sound like glass breaking as the shields finally collapsed. The onyx metal held for a few more seconds, before it too gave way.

CRACK!

The side of the helmet was ruined as the the serrated edge dug in. The Carnifex let out an enraged screech, clawing like a beast. Silver fluid began to seep from the rupture point. His claws found a grip on Celestia's injured wing. He clamped down, using the leverage to throw Celestia away, dislodging the offending weapon. The Solar monarch skidded a couple yards away before she regained her footing. She ignored the throbbing pain coming from her wing. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see the other two warriors tense up, seemingly preparing to defend their leader. Her attention turned back to the one she'd just wounded. He was on his knees with his back to her. His ruined helmet had been cast aside, the deathshead visage melted down and the lights within it had dimmed significantly. Suddenly, he stood up again. Now that the helmet was off, Celestia observed that his hair short and curly, colored a pale whitish silver with charcoal specks. When he spoke, his voice lacked the metallic echo, but the clear malice in his labored breaths was clear. "You...you dare to strike me? That will be the last time you get that close." He turned, fully revealing his face. He resembled some kind of primate, though his face was clean shaven. His skin was a light tan, contrasting sharply against the gold tattoos running from his forehead, across a pointed nose, and down to his chin. The pattern was interrupted only by the gaping laceration on his right cheek. The silver liquid-now recognizable as blood- seemed to glow as it dripped downwards. Celestia took in the spectacle, observing at the wound, the markings, his eyes-

Oh dear heavens, his eyes!

The Carnifex was a heterochromiac. His left eye was a deep sapphire with flecks of aquamarine standing out in the iris, ressembling the cold stare of some deep ocean monster. In stark contrast, his right was a radiant gold with spots of amber inlayed within. If the blue was like a calculating predator, this was like the fiery gaze of some wrathful,primordial god. Both were fixed on Celestia's person, the malice seeming to bore a hole through her soul. He spoke again, the rage in his voice was more subdued. "All those centuries you enjoyed prosperity, when you ruled over all these lands, you did so on the backs and on the blood of my brothers and sisters; you are cowards, traitorous and without a code of honor, a disease upon this planet!" As he spoke, the lights on his armor shifted to a malevolent crimson, pulsating as it grew brighter. Wisps of ebony smoke curled at the edges of his eyes. he opened his palm and his previously discarded blade flew up into his grip, igniting into a similarly colored blade. The same mist as his eyes rose from it as the Carnifex calmly walked over towards his nemesis. Unconsciously, Celestia began to back away, an inexplicable fear beginning to seep into her like an icy haze. She took a glance at the other two creatures; their body language indicated that they knew what this was, and had no intention of getting in their leader's way. She turned her gaze back-he was gone. She glanced around in alarm. Where did he go?! It was then she heard that cold hiss of a voice, this time behind her.

"So pathetic."

She whirled around, swinging the haelbard. The Carnifex caught the sharp of the blade in his free hand. He glanced down at it as though it were merely a child's plaything. He turned his gaze down at the Princess. "You truly think yourself invincible don't you? That you're some holy deity?" His grip tightened, caused the axe head to warp.
Celestia's eyes widened in panic as he leaned closer." In the end, I know what you really are beneath that facade." The haelbard's blade shattered like glass, the spells that augmented it vanishing in an instant. He extended his claws, delivering an uppercut. Scarlet blood flowed from Celestia cheek, narrowly avoiding her eye. She didn't get the chance to cry out as the warrior delivered a kick to her midsection. She flew several feet away before she was again backhanded as the Carnifex teleported across the room to strike again. He continued this process, mocking his prey the whole time." You can wield all the power of the Cosmos; you're only hiding what you are in reality,"
At this, he grabbed Celestia by the throat. "just a WORTHLESS PARASITE!"The blade tore through her abdomen in one strike. There was a collective gasp from the onlooking crowd, as well as a few screams as they watched the Solar monarch get skewered. Celestia gasped for breath, coughing up blood. The Carnifex leaned in closer.
" How does it feel? the agony you inflicted on so many innocents?" He twisted, then withdrew the blade, dropping her to the ground." Such frail things you alicorns are." He watched as she raised her head to stare him down. He grinned as he began to raise his blade, aiming for her throat. "I am Saladin Praeco, last Carnifex of the Human Empire; and now, I am your bane!" He lunged forward, crimson blade seeming to roar like some vengeful demon as it cut through the air, ready to end Celestia's life-

" NO!"

A blur of lavender fur rushed in front on Celestia's prone form, followed by a flash of magenta and red clashing. When the light display dissipated, the sword was buried in ground by several inches, deflected by Twilight's powers. She stared up at the Carnifex." Please, don't do this! Have mercy!" The Carnifex's eyes lit with fury as he was denied his kill. Celestia managed to recognize her former pupil through her blurry vision. She lifted herself up, grimacing as she felt her recent wound drip more blood. She managed to croak out, "Twilight don-" before she fell into another fit of ragged coughs. Twilight gave her a reassuring glance, before turning her attention back to the assailant. She only hoped she wouldn't be his next victim.

Damn it all!

Saldin cursed under his breath when the Avenged missed his prey. How by all the Hells had he missed? His confusion turned to rage as he saw the answer. The smallest of the Alicorns-the purple one if he remembered correctly- had jumped in front of the Corona, deflecting the killing blow. The bright red blade had been pushed to the side and into the ground when it came into contact with the wretch's vile enchantments. He became even further enraged when It spoke again. "If you want to take anyone's life, take mine!" Saladin heard a gasp rise from the crowd. He himself was suprised that this one was so willing to die if only to save the Corona's life. He briefly felt a spark of admiration for this Alicorn's daring; he banished the thought as quickly as it had appeared. This treacherous worm was unworthy of any respect! The ball of fury forming in his gut morphed in puzzlement again as he realized what had just happened: This poor excuse of a magic user had managed to block a direct strike from a sword forged in the High Council's armories! Weapons of that caliber contained some of the few remaining pieces of Golden Age technology still in existence. How was it that this creature had managed to even survive against such an assault? His eyes roamed over the one now identified as 'Twilight', searching for some device capable of such a feat. His gaze came to rest on Its flank. There, he could make out a six pointed star with a similar hue to its wearer's magic. Small wisps of silver were coiled around it. His eyes widened in recognition.

No.

That couldn't be possible! It had been shattered centuries ago in the Purge!

Yet there it was, now embodied in the form of his worst enemy; the Dawn Oracle.

Any thought of slaying the Corona was thrown akilter at this revelation, coupled with even more questions. It all came out in a single utterance. "How did you survive?"
The Oracle tilted Its head, seemingly confused." W-What are you talking about?" "You were destroyed in the Purge! You were vaporized!" The alicorn (or now avatar?) remained oblivious. What was going on? How could it not only have no memory of what had occured all those eons ago? How could it stand before him, defending the heir the one who'd destroyed it to begin with! Presently, a new thought took form in his mind; this was an ideal oppurtunity, even more valuable than finally slaying the Corona! A voice within the depths of his mind screamed at him to finish the task he had sought out to complete upon arriving here. He silenced it. The Corona was indeed a threat, but it would be even more so if he allowed such a powerful asset to remain in enemy hands. Internally, he sighed, understanding what he had to do.

Sorry BaBa.

Twilight continued to stare down the Carnifex, her confusion at his strange question doing little to quell her anxiousness. She'd been going on pure instinct when she threw herself in the line of fire to protect Celestia; there was no plan involved, a fact that clashed with every other facet of her character. Still, both herself and her mentor were still alive, and the armored biped hadn't attempted to use his weapon again. Hopefully that was a good sign, right? She was confused however when he asked how she survived. At first she assumed he was reffering to his attempted assassination. Then he threw her off completely with mentions of the 'Purge'. What was he raving about?
Now he'd remained silent for several seconds, leaving Twilight to wait for next reaction. Finally, he spoke to her.

"I... grant your request for mercy."

The young Princess breathed in a sigh of relief. "Oh, thank yo-" He raised a hand, interrupting. "Spare me your gratefulness. I swore to return to my home with a trophy. If the Corona is to be allowed to still breathe, I require some a replacement as consolodation." He pointed down at Twilight, much to the horror of all observing. "You will act as that replacement." Twilight opened her mouth to speak." You can't be ser-" He cut her off." Should you refuse, I will not hesitate to order my subbordinates to utilize more...lethal methods to persuade you." The mimicking Celestia's statement was not lost on Twilight. He glanced up, noticing a multicolored assortment of 7 equines and a small purple dragon. They seemed to be even more concerned for the safety of the Oracle than the others. He was momentarily perplexed as to why they'd be concerned. He turned his attention back to the Oracle. It seemed to be mulling over his offer, its face contorted. Finally, it spoke. "I accept. I'll return with you as your prisoner. My only condition is that you leave everyone else here unharmed." The Carnifex smirked. Even in such a position as this, this avatar still had the gall to try to bargain. Perhaps this one was more savvy than at first glance. "Excellent. We depart immediately." He opened his hand, returning the now dormant blade to his hip, before producing a mid size chrome ring from some previously unseen compartment. He reached for Twilight's neck, placing it at the base of her throat. The Princess shifted in discomfort; the device was tight around her throat, clutching at her skin like a vice. It seemed to be powered with the same energy as her new captor's armor. It was then she felt a brief ache in her horn. She attempted to light it. It sputtered for a moment before ding out like an ember. Her blood ran cold in realization what she had just been burdened with: A magic dampener. The Carnifex continued to stare down at his new prize, before turning to his subbordinates.

"Protheon, signal the Charon. We're leaving." His next words addressed the crowd. " Let this be a warning to each and every one of you! Your time of idleness is over. Gather the armies of your lands, ready your defenses for the storm to come, for soon you will all the wrath of the ones who you betrayed so long ago! Repent, for the time of your judgement draws near!" With that, he promptly grabbed Twilight up by the scruff of her neck as though she were a kitten. He took one more glance at Celestia's weakened form, before walking towards the balcony, the two other warriors following close behind.

Athena lowered her rifle, shocked at the turn of events that just occurred. What had just happened? Presently, a small voice entered her was Saladin. He was utilizing their old means of communication, likely as to not reveal her position. Athena, return to the ship. Are you certain Brother? He chuckled. Yes. We have our prize. Time to go home. The voice was gone as quickly as it had entered, leaving the sniper to her own thoughts once again. Why had the Aurora live? What could possibly be more valuable about the scrawny bundle of purple that he now dragged along? She shook her head. She would leave him alone for now; there was no point in causing further stress. The Council would do that just fine on their own.

What a waste.

Beneath his helmet, Killian scowled. He'd nearly been discovered several times preparing those drones, all for nothing! Saladin had allowed the worst enemy of their people to live, all for one creature that was completely useless sin comparison. He moved to confront his friend, but the Prince, as if he sensed the coming arguement, gave him a single glance that said it all: Save it for later. The chieftan's son bit his tongue. He knew better than to argue with the Carnifex; Killian had known Saladin for too long to question him now. Might as well wait for a better opportunity to address this.

The plaza was in chaos. Several pillars had been severely damaged over the course of the duel, as well as multiple casualties incurred from the initial suprise attack. Now, one of the most powerful entities known lay severely injured on the ground, and another princess was being dragged off to who knew where with the ones responsible for the destruction. None dared to intervene as now four humans reached the edge of the artifical mesa. Present large black craft resembling some primordial sea creature phased into existence before them. A ramp lowered, allowing them entry. Their leader gave on last look at his handywork, forwning down at his almost- grand prize. He shrugged, then entered the vehicle along with his compatriots. Having picked up its personel, the flting machine took off, vanishing into the night. Celestia's blurry gaze stared at where it had departed, finally turning to gaze at the ruined helmet of the one who had bested her. She could hear the voices of his sister and niece, as well as several others calling for a medic. She found her voice once again, the ragged whisper barely audible to even the speaker.

"Twilight...forgive me."

Finally, Princess Celestia, Raiser of the Sun was embraced the inky shadows as she passed out, surrounded by a pool of her own blood.

Dear friggin' lord that was rough! I finally managed to get this done! As I said before, I'm really sorry for taking so long to write this. I really wanted to take my time to make this chapter really worth the wait. A lot of things came up, so I'm not sure when the next chapter will show up. Thank you all for your patience, and I'll see you soon. Thanks!
Sincerely,

Sierra Nova ;-)