A/N:

Dark: Well… this has just got interesting XD. I can already sense that Year Three will be a lot more hectic than this year once it's over and the previous one.

Cobalt: Year three!? Wow… I feel like it just started!

Dark: Well… we still have 74 chapters left to go until the years over, so yeah, it basically has just started XD.

Tempus: You really set an expectation with the first year of Jade University, didn't you?

Dark: Eh, kinda.

Cobalt: I'm just excited to see what happens.

Tempus: I'm just excited that I get to be the main focus of the next chapter!

Dark: HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT!?

Tempus: I'm a fourth wall breaking OC, remember?

Dark: … right… forgot that for a second…

Cobalt: Laughs.

Dark: How about we get on to the next chapter?

Tempus: YES! LET'S!

Dark: YOU DON'T WRITE TEMPUS!

Tempus: I know, but it's still my chapter.

Dark: …

Dark: This happens all the time to me with him.

Cobalt: This is just fun to watch. XD

Tempus: ONTO THE NEXT CHAPTER!

Dark: SHUT IT TEMPUS!

Cobalt: I still need to get payback from the feathers.

Dark: Let's get started on the next chapter.

Tempus: YAY!

Dark: Facetalons.

Cobalt: Let's start!

POV: Tempus

Chapter 27

Tempus skidded to a stop in the parking lot of the governor's office building. The Guardian of Time deactivated his heads-up display just as Cobra pulled up beside him.

"Don't run off like that," Cobra snapped.

"Or what?" Tempus asked, earning a glare from the SandWing.

"Break it up." Obsidian growled at them as she pulled up. "Please at least try to act like you don't want to murder each other."

Tempus snorted and Cobra growled a "fine,"

"So, since he's already met you," Tempus said, pointing at Cobra. "And he knows who you are… I say I go in with Obsidian on my own."

"The governor has seen me too." She muttered under her breath. "I think Cobra should come. He has the right to know who and what we are. He's ready."

"Thank yo… wait, what?!" Cobra asked, a confused look on his face.

"Alright, fine." Tempus sighed. "But if we need to knock him out, I ain't hesitating to, understood?"

"I think he can handle it." Obsidian said. "But yes. Do you want to tell him since I haven't really done much in the last 50 years?"

"I think it'd be better to wait for the two in the highest positions of authority to explain to him," Tempus said, smirking. "After all, Time can only explain so much. Order and Chaos however, they can explain it all."

"So, no one has taken my part as life yet?" She asked.

"Not that I know of," Tempus said with a shrug. "But I've only met a few of the Guardians because of Atlantia attacking us. So we'll have to wait until we defeat him before Order and Chaos can talk to Cobra."

"I'm surprised that they didn't send you to end me." She muttered. "Is my name still on their 'wanted dead list'?"

Tempus shrugged.

"But hey, they forgave TD." He pointed out. "If The Terror of Dimensions, the only Guardian to ever truly go rogue was forgiven, they may forgive you."

"I killed three Guardians and I also destroyed a whole dimension." Obsidian growled. "I'm not too sure about that."

"Several Guardians," Tempus said slowly. "Countless civilians. Numerous worlds. Entire races. That's the damage toll of TD's villainous rampage." He took a deep breath, before continuing. "He eradicated the entire Pyrunian colony on their home world of Pyrus. Only one Pyrunian escaped, and unbelievable as it may seem, he has forgiven TD for his crimes."

"It would be nice to not worry about being killed every day." Obsidian said with a small chuckle before gesturing to the building. "Ready to go in?"

"I was born ready," Tempus said, smirking as he tapped the side of his visor, and it suddenly turned into a pair of futuristic-looking sunglasses. Cobra blinked, before sighing.
"Sometimes I wonder whether my life will ever be the same as it was before I came to Jade University last year," He muttered under his breath. Obsidian raised an eyebrow.

"Counselor of Magic, dragon, and a general." She said. "That sounds pretty normal compared to everything else that I've seen."

"Let's just get started already," Tempus growled, standing up off his motorcycle as he traced a line across his shoulder, causing a black leather jacket to appear on him. "I don't want to put this off any longer."

"Just don't do too much magic in front of the humans please." Obsidian said before walking through the doors. Tempus rolled his eyes and muttered something under his breath as he followed her inside, Cobra a few steps behind him.

"What in God's name are you here for now!?" Demanded a voice at the end of the room. The governor glared at them through his rimless glasses. "I won't tell you again. Leave or I'll call the police!"

"Sir," Obsidian said, taking out her badge. "I am the police."

"Who are you?" The heavy set man asked, pointing a chubby finger at Tempus.

"Tempus," The Guardian of Time replied, smiling unnervingly at the governor. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Governor Hendricks."

"Tempus," Hendricks grumbled. "How did you end up with these two impulsive dragons?"

"Easy," Tempus said, before he narrowed his eyes at the governor. "They're my friends. And I help my friends out."

"I was expecting some large fancy title like this one." He growled before nodding at Cobra. Hendricks then turned back to Tempus. "What are you here for? It better not be about more flower allergies."

"I'm just here to see what's going on exactly," Tempus said. "Although I ain't on your side for the record."

"What do you want to know?" The governor asked.

"First off, why?" Tempus asked. "And secondly, why now? And thirdly, where do you plan to stop this time?"

"You are making no sense boy." Hendricks chuckled. "You need to be specific."

Tempus growled, before slamming his palms on the governor's desk as his eyes flashed red and his hair turned pure black, his skin darkening to a brown so dark it was almost black.
"Just answer the bucking question already," The Guardian of Time hissed. Cobra snickered behind Tempus which earned him a small glare from the Guardian. Hendricks sunk a little in his chair.

"N-N-No need to get angry kid." He stuttered. "I-I-I just don't know what you're talking about."

"Tempus… I know you wouldn't be here unless things have gotten very bad." Obsidian suddenly hissed as her eyes darted to the governor and then to Tempus. "What is going on? What do you know that I don't?"

"Imagine mass genocide, using something as simple as a pen." Tempus growled, glancing over his shoulder. "That's what I'm seeing right now." He turned his burning red gaze on Hendricks again. "And for the record, never, ever, call me a kid. I'm over four thousand years old; it's insulting. Now, answer my question: Why are you trying to commit a genocide!?"

"I am not trying anything!" Hendricks yelled, before suddenly standing. "I'm just following orders! I don't care who or what you are but you can't make me tell you anything!"

"Genocide? I'm the worst Guardian ever if I can't even predict this." Obsidian whispered to herself before glaring at the governor. "I think it's time to show him that we mean business."

"Agreed," Tempus growled as he stepped back, returning to normal, before his eyes suddenly glowed silver, and he raised a hand as dark-blue crackles of lightning arced between his fingers. A wicked grin spread across Obsidian's face.

"May I shift?" She asked in a deep voice as small bronze scales started to appear on her skin.

"Not here," Tempus said, before he looked Hendricks in the eye. "You wanted to know who I am earlier. Well, I'll tell you."

The air around Tempus began to crackle with power, and the next time he spoke his voice had an echoing quality to it.

"I am the future and the past. I stand in a single place yet am everywhere at once. I am the flame of life and the darkness of death. I am the defender of all, yet the defender of one. I am the protector of Equestria, the friend of all who are innocent, the shield of righteousness. I rule past, present, and future. I am the watcher of all possibilities. I am the Guardian of Timelines, and you will know failure if you face me." He said, his eyes now glowing pure silver. "You face a Guardian of Existence Hendricks. Tell me what I want to know, and you won't be harmed. Refuse, and I will extract all the information I want from your mind and then leave an impression so you won't cross my friends again. Understood?"

"Y-yes." Hendricks blurted. "I-I-I don't know that much but I know who does."

"Who?" Cobra asked, before being silenced by Tempus's hand.

"I'm waiting," The Guardian of Time said in an icy tone of voice. Governor Hendricks opened a drawer and pulled out a red folder before setting it on the desk.

"A NightWing named Eternity." He said. "This will tell you everything."

"His eye color." Tempus hissed, his voice cold as an iceberg. "Now."

"Gold." Hendricks grumbled as he flipped through the file to find a series of pictures of everyone who seemed to be involved with the project. "Not that abnormal for a NightWing."

Obsidian suddenly pushed past Tempus and grabbed a photo. She glared down at the picture and slammed a fist on the desk.

"How did you get this!?" She demanded. The photo was a of her sleeping with NightWing who was called 'Eternity'.

"Looks like someone has some explaining to do." The heavy set man chuckled. Tempus turned his gaze on Obsidian as well, before with a flick of his hand a dark mist shot out of him, forming into the version of him with extremely dark skin and glowing red eyes.

"Watch him," Tempus growled, pointing at Hendriks, and the dark version of him nodded before glaring at the Governor.

"Obsidian. Outside. Now." The Guardian of Time spat, storming outside himself. Obsidian narrowed her eyes and followed.

"That snake!" She growled. "I met him at a bar and we just spent one night together. That's it. Nothing happened."

"That's not why I brought you out here," Tempus said suddenly. "I know Eternity."

"What have I done?" She muttered. Tempus sighed, before he crouched and traced a silver circle on the ground, before a hologram of an Alicorn who looked exactly like him appeared, except this Alicorn had deathly pale brown skin, a black mane and tail, and golden eyes.

"I'm guessing that's Eternity." Obsidian said. "Are you guys twins or something?"

"No," Tempus said, his voice laced with venom. "He's the Anti-Tempus. He's the exact opposite as me, with the same level of power. He's the only one capable of defeating me in single combat."

"Is there an opposite for every Guardian?" She asked with a concerned tone.

"No. Only TD and myself, as far as we know." Tempus stated. "And the Anti-TD has been banished to The Void forever, so that leaves Eternity, the Anti-Tempus, on the run. And looks like he has his gaze set on bringing this planet down next."

"Is he just taking over planets or completely destroying them?" Obsidian asked.

"He destroys them, absorbing the power of their core after killing every living soul on them." Tempus said icily. "He's as evil as I am compassionate."

"Why haven't I heard of him while I was a Guardian?" Obsidian asked before raising an eyebrow. "I know I'm not a Guardian anymore but I just felt a shift of power. What happened? Was it Jules?"

"I'm… not at the liberty to discuss any Guardian business with an Ex-Guardian who is technically still wanted." Tempus said dryly. Obsidian growled before copper magic glowed faintly around her fists.

"Then why even come to me and ask for my aid if you don't trust me." Obsidian said, narrowing her eyes. "Are you here to bring me in? Is that what this whole thing is?"

"If I was, I wouldn't be the one doing it." Tempus said as he raised his head, just as there was a sudden gust of icy wind and a streak of black lightning shot past Obsidian, before she heard from behind her, "I would."

"And who is this?" Obsidian hissed as she turned around. "A new pet of the Guardians?"

Behind her was a human standing at his full height, which was a few inches taller than her. He had pale skin, black hair, and different colored eyes, one orange and the other purple. He was wearing a black T-shirt, black ripped jeans, combat boots, and a leather jacket. In his right was a silver axe that had a war hammer attached to the back of the head. The strangest feature about him though was the pair of black dragon wings that sat folded against his back.

"I'm no pet of the Guardians," He growled, raising his axe as runes on the blade turned white, the blade freezing over as it steamed frost. "My name is Michael N. Watcher."

"Well, Watcher." Obsidian growled before a burst of copper light surrounded her. When the light faded a bronze dragon stood in her place. The dragon's eyes narrowed at the man. Obsidian's venomous barbed tail flicked dangerously before hissing, "I would very careful with your next words if I were you."

The man grinned, before he did something surprising to Obsidian; he threw his axe to one side.

"Obviously, you don't know what race I am," He hissed, as his eyes suddenly turned into reptilian slits as he started growing, quickly turning into a massive black dragon that dwarfed Obsidian, red eyes glaring down at her as he snarled. "Pyrunians are an ancient race of dragon-winged humans who can change into dragons idiot. And before you try anything, I'm invincible."

Obsidian growled at him, refusing to back down. "Do not call me idiot, boy. I am older and wiser than you think. I watched your race begin and I will likely live to see it end. Do not underestimate me."

"See, that's the thing," Michael said, as he suddenly shrank down to his human form, before thrusting out his hand. His axe flew off the ground and smacked into his hand, before he took a running start and pushed off the ground, flying right up as he landed an uppercut under Obsidian's chin, sending the dragon stumbling backwards as he landed in a crouch, his eyes glowing slightly now. "I got most of my magic from an unfortunate trip through the last sentient black hole. I'm the most powerful Pyrunian alive."

Obsidian lifted herself off of the ground before glaring at Tempus. She roared with fury as she realized that she had been betrayed.

"After all these years." She hissed. "Have I not earned your trust? Does Dark know of this?"

"I'm not here to kill you," Michael said suddenly, stepping back.

"And I do trust you, unlike every Guardian except Dark." Tempus said.

"Then why is he here?" She growled. "Am I being arrested?"

"No, he just drops in unannounced every now and then," Tempus said, smiling. "I actually used to be a part of him."

"Why in the Guardian's name is he attacking me then?" She growled as her scales started to shift to her true form but Obsidian stopped herself from changing fully. The large bronze dragon frowned at her old friend. "Is he here to take me in? Yes or no?"

"No," Tempus said firmly. "He just gets defensive when threatened..."

"Don't even..." Michael began, but Tempus continued.

"... kinda like a puffer-fish." The Guardian of Time said with a smirk.

"I hate you," The Pyrunian said with a scowl. Obsidian raised an eyebrow but then narrowed them again. The bronze dragon bared her teeth at the Pyrunian.

"If you ever threaten me again," She growled deep in her throat. "You'll understand why they stripped me of my powers."

"I think you'll find I'm a good friend once you get to know me," Michael said with a smirk. The dragon gave him a 'we'll see about that face' before transforming back into her human form.

"Tempus," She started. "What can you tell me? Besides Eternity."

"He has a few… choice allies," Tempus said, making a face. "Together they're quite a team."

"I'm afraid to ask." Obsidian grumbled. "I just realized that we left Cobra and another Tempus clone alone with the governor."

"Eh, I think Sundav can handle himself as well as keep Cobra safe and keep Hendricks in check," Tempus said. "But we can go back in and check if you want." He then chuckled. "I wonder what the governor is going to think of Michael here."

"That will definitely be interesting." She nodded before casting a glance at Michael. "Try to keep it cool in there. Humans are wimps."

"I lived on Earth for a good thirty years," Michael said, shrugging. "I know what to do and what not to do around humans." He then pointed at his wings. "However, I am not disguising myself as one. He sees me, he'll see me as what I truly am; a Pyrunian warrior."

"If you say so." She said with a shrug. Michael nodded once, before Tempus led the way back inside after causing the hologram of Eternity to vanish. Obsidian stood next to Cobra as they entered the room.

"What did we miss?" She joked. The darker version of Tempus glanced back, before grinning, his teeth jagged.

"Not much," He said, before glaring at Hendricks with his glowing red eyes.

"How many of you are there?" Hendricks asked before widening his eyes at the Pyrunian. "You brought another?"

"Nice to meet you too," Michael said, crossing his arms as his hands smoked slightly with frost, somehow not harming his leather jacket. Hendricks grumbled under his breath before facing Tempus.

"Is there anything else I can do for you?" He asked. Tempus smiled, although his eyes were cold.

"No, that's all." He said. "Michael, give the man your parting gift."

The Pyrunian smiled, before flaring his wings out as he thrust a hand forwards, an icicle suddenly shooting through the air and stabbing through the desk.

"Call back the gardeners," Tempus said, his dark self vanishing. "Stop planting the flowers. Otherwise, you'll see just how much power the leader of my order wields."

"I'll do what I can." Hendricks said. "Your friends told me what was really going on. I'm sorry for my actions. Good luck."

Tempus nodded, and as he turned to leave he paused, before pulling out a slick black phone and tossing it on the governor's desk.

"If Eternity contacts you, alert me immediately." Tempus said. "He's bad news for both the humans… and the dragons."

"Copy that." Hendricks grunted.