A/N: Hey, everypony. I'm back! Sorry I took so long to update, but I've been working on other fanfictions as well as this one. I'm hoping to update the next chapter soon, once I finish it. Until then, enjoy!
Chapter 10: Wir Gehen Jetzt!
For about 25 minutes the ponies, disguised as Dämons, worked diligently on plans. They had come up with about 10 different ones, 8 of which were shot down, and the other two were being tweaked up and down until they solidified into one plan (note that I don't say concrete plan).
"No, we don't just barge in there! We have to sneak in! I can't do barging in! I'm a ninja!" Kunai complained.
"Well, it's the best plan we got, so suck it up!" Applejack retorted.
"Hu, yeah. That's a plan!" Loud Mouth said sarcastically.
"Oh, and you have a better idea?" Applejack queried.
"Wha, yes, Ah do!" Loud Mouth informed. "We sneak into the castle, split off into two groups, hide, and then burst from concealment, takin' out as many Dämons as we possibly can!"
The group got to thinking for a minute. Lemon finally said, "You know, that doesn't sound that bad."
"And that's why Ah'm a Commander," Loud Mouth said proudly.
"Problem is, where'll we hide?" Hand Grenade brought up.
"Now, why would you need to hide, young Dämons?" said a new voice. Or, not a new voice, but one that was all to familiar with the ponies.
"I said, why would you need to hide?" Demonius repeated himself, irritated that they didn't respond.
"Wie bitte?" asked Hand Grenade, trying to cover.
"Oh, I see that you don't speak," Demonius said, buying it. "You should all learn how to speak proper English if you're going to be my minions for the rest of your lives."
"Ok, vut's going on!?" Messerschmidt called, flying into the room.
"Oh, nothing. Just reporting that we have conquered Canterlot, that's all," Demonius said innocently. At hearing that, you could see the veins on Loud Mouth's forehead popping out.
"Damn. I liked zose Canterlot types," Messerschmidt lied, trying to hide his enthusiasm at the plan going in his favor.
"You've never been there. How would you know?" Demonius asked.
"Oh, you know," Messerschmidt went on. While he was talking, Stark Licht guided the ponies out of the room.
"Ok, we're outta there. Now what?" Rainbow asked.
"I have to send du alles back zum Equestria," she answered.
"Ok, then do it!" Twilight pushed.
"Immer mit der Ruhe! I'll get to zat. Just hold on!" Stark assured. Her horn then lit up, shining that golden light everywhere. At the same time, the ponies started to glow, but not like before: this was more of a whitish glow. The glow before had been golden.
"Ach, nein! Ze spell ist vearing off!" Stark Licht said, loosing her focus, and her horn went out.
"What's that mean!?" Twilight panicked.
"It means zat your cover ist blown!"
"Hurry up, get us the hay out of here!" Lemon cried, starting to panic like Twilight.
"I have to vait for ze spell to vear off first! Ozervise ihr vould be gone by jetzt!"
"That makes no sense!" Loud Mouth yelled, attracting attention.
"Oh, horseapples..." Hand Grenade muttered.
"Was machen Sie, Stark Licht?" asked a Dämon.
"Ja, was ist das?" asked another.
"Gehen sie alles! Jetzt!" Stark tried to cover, but it was too late. The Dämon-disguised ponies were now all back to being regular ponies.
"Ich bin tot..." Stark Licht said to herself.
"Uuuum, hi?" said Crystal.
"Ponies!? Im Dämonland!?" said a disgruntled Dämon.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHH!" cried a Dämon, and he then charged at the group. Twilight then put up a forcefield, which kept them at bay. But for how long, that was the question.
"Stark Licht, you need to hurry up. I can't hold them off forever!" Twilight said.
"I'm trying! Zis takes time!"
"In case you haven't noticed, we don't have that luxury! I don't care where you put us, just put us in the country. We can figure it out from there!" Lemon said.
"Ok! If you insist!"
There was a loud poof and a bright golden light, and the ponies were gone, and thus was the forcefield. The attacking Dämons quickly noticed this, and turned their attention to Stark Licht.
"Uuuh, Ich bin unschuldig..." she feebly offered, but the grunts didn't buy it. They took her by the forelegs and dragged her away, to her father for punishment.
