Chapter 7: Quasar Caterpillar part 2
We needed to widen our horizons. One singular universe was big enough as it was, and there were only four of us. How could we feasibly even hope to cover the volume of the entire multiverse? Our main goal was still to find the Giant Unicorn known as Fire, but things had been quiet – too quiet. I did not like it one bit.
We could fly at transluminal speeds thanks to our magic wands. But we were horribly understaffed, and that was an understatement. We needed to find new recruits and fast. Not to mention transluminal speeds meant very little against beings bigger than universes.
"What are you working on there?" MonStar asked as I tinkered away at my magic bell.
"Finding a way to recalibrate these devices," I replied. "I'm looking for ways to have full diagnoses and analyses of the universes we see in the pool of magic. So that we don't go in blind whenever we do one of our missions."
"That is a lot of data," said Princess Star. "By my rough estimate, at least ten to the sixtieth yottabytes, depending on the size of each universe."
"I'm trying to find ways to make the wand focus on relevant information," I said, "eliminating as much useless data as possible. We only need to know so much. Knowing how many subatomic quarks there are in a dandelion isn't awfully relevant to what we do here."
"Another distress signal you guys," 63 called from afar, pointing his wand at three universes rapidly blinking with red lights.
"We need some way to catalogue these distress signals," I said. "Some way to order them from most important to least."
"Already on it," said Princess Star. "The wand's ability to make constructs is simply unparalleled. I already have a supercomputer in place to analyze the data once you finish your tinkering over here and hook up the analyzer function."
"Are you getting used to the wand yet," I asked her. "No formal training and all. I hate to find the computer you had up and running suddenly collapse halfway through some important mission."
"Getting there," she replied. "I am working as fast as I can. But these powers, they are… difficult."
"Nobody said this job was easy," I said. "To wield these powers, one would require indomitable will, and cosmic imagination."
"Well, I've been told by my peers back home that I am a little lacking in the imagination department," the Princess laughed nervously.
"Better fix that soon then," I said.
"Status, 63," Princess Star called out. "Any sign of Fire?"
"Negative," he replied. "His powers evade me. I can't understand it. If he is a giant then surely he cannot just up and vanish into thin air, could he?"
"Keep searching," Princess Star said. "We promised you to find him and restore your universe. I intend to keep that promise."
"Thank you all."
"Yes, about that…" I scratched my head. "I have been… looking into your universe a little bit more, 63. From the moment I saw you. Well – I looked into all of your universes, to know who I am working with in my Corps."
"Why? Looking for a tourist attraction?" Princess Star said.
I ignored her and continued:
"Your mother… her name is Moon Butterfly, yes?"
63 nodded his head.
"And your father… he is King River?"
"A brave king of the Johansen family," he said.
"It just doesn't add up," I said.
"Pardon?" He raised his eyebrow.
"Princess Star, Quasar, me," I explained, "we three girls come from a world whose queens are also that of Moon Butterfly. Though my mother isn't technically a queen, she is Luna Caterpillar. Same difference I suppose."
"Go on."
"Well… I've done a scan of a lot of the neighboring universes, and it is the most peculiar thing I've seen. The data shows a pattern. There are many Star Butterflys out there. Some of them females, some of them males. But every single one of the male Stars has a male Moon Butterfly king and a female queen River. Everyone – except you."
63 stood up anxiously, crying out with confusion:
"What do you mean exactly?"
"Well…" I went back to tinkering with my bell, "I can't say for sure yet until we restore your universe and I have a thorough scan of it. But there is a possibility here that your universe wasn't supposed to be the way it was. Or perhaps you aren't supposed to be the way you are. If you know what I mean. The multiverse is going to need a lot of fixing, and you or your universe might be on that list."
63 stood there in place, dropping his wand on the floor. The weight of the weapon was immeasurable, like a black hole sucking everything down to its core, and yet it was nowhere near as heavy as the heft of his heart.
"I… I… need… I need some air…" he stuttered, leaving the room to the other side where Metal and the Giant Unicorns resided.
I may not show it on my face, but it was difficult to watch. I did the best I could delivering the truth of the data I gathered. Now it was up to him to deal with the result.
"Poor thing," MonStar commented. "I wish there is something we could do."
"I understand that pain all too well," said Princess Star. "To be under the pressure of the Allmother. The way the monarch makes you feel like no matter what you do you could never in a million years live up to the perfection of the standards set before you. He must have it bad where he comes from. How can a boy be queen of Mewni? The people must hate him and his family for not producing the heir they expected. You too know of this hate, don't you MonStar?"
"Hate might be too strong a word," I said. "The result is what matters. His people must be mad to condemn him for the traits given to him at birth. Some people may condemn him, but all of them? Highly unlikely."
"You never know with the multiverse," said Princess Star. "These things… it happens."
Before we could move an inch, faster than the winds of thought, the speed of our magic, a portal exploded the room we were in, sending all of us flying off to all four directions. The magic portal was powerful, somehow penetrating my energy shield. Not possible, the shield was always constant. What could possibly be powerful enough to bypass them?
I flew so far away, taking a massive hit from this burst of energy. So much so that I was certain a few bones inside me was cracked right off like a pile of twigs. Bruises on my head, aching on my back. The Princess and MonStar didn't seem like they faired any better than I. Doing their best to stand up and regain their balance from this explosion. Who in the name of Inwem had this kind of power? Who even had the knowledge to locate this space beyond space, this time beyond time?
The answer may surprise you.
"Damn it, Maro-ii," a distant voice shouted from the light, "this isn't the vault. Where have you taken us?"
"I don't know, Bunny Beard. I punched in the boss man's coordinates and here we are. What is this place?"
"Well, I guess we can still make it a profitable day's work from this mistake. Grab that monster girl, we be taking her as ransom."
"NO!" I bellowed from the bottom of my lungs, trying to command my bell to me. But something was blocking the energy flow.
"Ho, look at what we have here, she trying to fight back there, Bunny Beard."
"Who… who are you people?" I coughed, still struggling to see straight.
The three shadows of the light portal stood there, laughing. One of them approached me, pulling me by my hair so that I could get a good look. By the books, I could not believe it!
Bloody pirates. Bloody space pirates!
The Black Star Raiders.
I heard of these rapscallions before, bunny pirates – they too knew how to dimension hop, travel between multiverses. Their home was my home of all places. They had been avoiding Inwem's authority for years. They traveled far and wide, stole from both the rich and the poor. Here before me was one bunny with a metal beard and a glowing mechanical right arm. Smuggled weapons, no doubt.
These pirates were powerful, they ransacked an interdimensional armory long ago, coating themselves with powerful armors and plasma weaponry. It was the worst combination possible, these ruthless pirates and those weapons. For too long they would've killed and stolen from all if they could.
And now they could.
The one with the metal beard – whom I assumed was Bunny Beard – glanced at me, scanning my features:
"I know you," he growled. "You're the Caterpillar brat. Fortune has smiled upon us boys!"
"Hooray, captain!"
"If you know what's good for you, you best go back to mommy and cough up five hundred trillion worth of credit. Otherwise, your little monster missy here will be a perfectly suited replacement."
"You dare lay one finger on her," I growled back, "and I'll make sure you get crushed to bits by the biggest black hole I could muster. You hear?"
"Oh," Bunny Beard laughed, "and you plan to do that with your puny magic wand?"
"It's a bell!" I grunted.
"Makes no difference to us," he sneered. "We are not afraid of your magic anymore. We have anti-magic armors now. Nice thing about them is that they absorb energy. Guess what your wand produces. Guess what powers your wand, eh? Come on, it starts with an E, ends with a Y."
"Oh, is it energy captain?"
"That's right Telu-ey, it's energy, good boy. Better cough up that money quick, your majesty. Tick-tock. My blade is sharp."
He tossed my head straight into the pool of magic, and with the next flash of light and a bursting of portal magic – they were gone.
"This is all my fault," 63 gasped in horror, "if I had been here when it happened… maybe… all my fault… my fault…"
"Don't you even dare say that," I told him, picking myself up and healing my wounds with the bell. "If anything this is my fault, the Black Stars are within Inwem's jurisdiction. Having another day with those thugs run free is another day I consider myself a failure. I will right this wrong, even if it's the last thing I do."
"Well then what are we waiting for?" Princess Star readied her wand, "Let's go!"
I nodded my head, letting the magic flow through me.
"Pull yourself together, 63," I told the boy. "We are Space Warnicorns, we do not back down nor hesitate. The oath we spoke when we put on these capes mean something. Let's not betray what we have sworn."
"Good luck all," the Unicorn known as Metal waved towards us from afar, "oh, how I wish I could directly aid you on your quest."
Opening the portal!
And there we traveled through into the other side, following these pirates into speeds beyond speed, distance beyond space.
But something was wrong.
The space all around us was warping in ways I did not foresee. As we entered from above, from the sixth dimensional bulk, we passed into the fifth dimensional space and there we saw the boat, Reynaldo's Boat. The massive boat and its infinite strands of diverting directions, north, south, east, west, inward, outward, beyond, within, underneath, above, everywhere.
And when you bend space, time must be bent as well. The diverting directions were distorting our travel. Separating the three of us as we flew down into the lower planes. But how? The wands and their energy shields should've protected us from this. Unless…
Unless the pirates had somehow drained the battery.
Impossible.
The one time I didn't double check the battery for tampering. My attempt to make haste had cost us.
And there, shockwaves of powerful light separated us, wrapping us around its fingers and tossing the three of us off into different directions. We were still going down into the three-dimensional bulk, but at different branches.
Before I knew it, my face slammed right down onto the ground.
Red soil. Very peculiar.
The first thought that popped into my head the moment I looked up was: "what is this place?"
Far beyond, far away, nothing but far stretches of red soil and their scarlet sand. Just a barren wasteland – no, not even a wasteland, an empty husk of what was once a barren wasteland. This land looked dead, and yet the bell and my instincts told me otherwise. Something was rumbling deep beneath the ground. A living being? A core about to burst? An underground race of beings? A living planet?
It was difficult to say for sure. But it did not matter much to be frank. Because my mind was not on whether there were creatures on this planet I stood on. Monsters and beasts, I could fight easily. The bigger problem was:
"Bell, where are the other Stars?"
"Scanning for DNA – scanning – scanning… Star Butterfly of U-SVT1435 detected, approximately five trillion kilometers away."
"What of the other two? MonStar and 63."
"Star Butterfly of U-SVT2236 – location unknown. Star Butterfly of U-SVT63 – location unknown."
"Could be worse I suppose."
"I agree."
Said Princess Star as she rematerialized behind me. Did she fly here from all the way over there? Or did she teleport, I wondered. It made little difference in the end, but I was curious still.
"What is this place?" She wondered, as did I.
"Scanning current location," my bell answered, "Found."
"What planet is this?" I asked.
"Not a planet," the bell replied. "A natural satellite – a moon. Approximately 100 billion light years away from this universe's Mewni."
"A moon?" I raised my eyebrow.
"Correct – Blood Moon," said the bell. "Blood Moon of Universe SVT17."
"Oh, my Allmother."
"How long will it take for us to reach this Mewni?" I asked.
"Two minutes, by the use of portals," the bell answered. "And approximately five minutes by the use of physical flight, after accounting for planets and asteroid fields in the way, not accounting for other obstacles."
"Then let us go then," Princess Star insisted.
"Negative," the bell affirmed, "Energy interference detected. The kinds that disallow transluminal speeds, portal activation and even atmospheric entry."
"It's the pirates," I said. "This must be their technology. To prevent us from physically stopping them unless we give them what they want."
"They can do that?"
"Their weapons are specifically targeted towards ours," I explained. "It drains our energy, disallowing reality warping. This was calculated."
"Wand," said the Princess, "bring up footage of the pirates on this universe's Mewni."
"Scanning," said the wand, "scanning complete. Observe."
In the space above our heads, there the wand projected its magical orb to reveal the moving images they scanned on Mewni far away. And in the middle of the town square sat the pirates, all armed to the teeth with powerful mechanical armors. Some donning hats and others metal peg legs. They were keeping the townspeople hostage, tying many of them up on a wooden pole – including MonStar.
Something was very off about the citizens of this world, however.
Cats, they were cats. Every single one of them. No bigger than a dwarf, they were anthropomorphic talking felines. Some with very golden bright furs, too. Including their princess – Star Butterfly, who just so happened to have also been tied up together next to MonStar.
"Drat, they got her," I cried.
"Shh, listen."
I observed the orb as Bunny Beard began to approach MonStar.
"Do you have any idea who I am?" Said MonStar, "I am a Space Warnicorn. You just messed with the wrong person, pal."
"Ah yes, the Space Warni-Corps," the pirate captain chuckled. "Everybody heard your little multiversal message, yes. We're just not impressed, is all."
"What?"
"I mean, a bunch of good for nothing arrogant teenagers who think they understand how the multiverse works running around and enforcing their own ideals of morality on the vast majority? That ain't right, ain't right at all. I'm a dishonest thief and a murderer, but at least I'm honest about it."
"You tell 'em, captain."
"Quiet, you buffoon. Let us go now, boss man is waiting for the loot from the vault. Keep this one here tied up and unharmed until her little posse shows up to pay the amount we demanded. Prepare an escape route in the meantime."
"Aye, aye, captain."
I gritted my teeth in rage, knowing this chessboard the pirates had set up. I wasn't exactly mad that he was winning. I was more so infuriated by the idea that this scumbag thought he actually had a fighting chance.
"What do we do now?" Princess Star asked, as I pondered our options.
Let us go to the next best option for now, perhaps something would turn up.
"Bell," I commanded, "scan this moon for anything. Anything at all. No matter how small."
"Scanning… scanning… 54.3 percent scanned… scanning… located a body nearby."
"A body? How far?" I asked.
"Approximately 2 trillion kilometers away."
"Let us go."
I nodded. And with a flash of light, we opened a portal, pulling us through to the other side where the body was.
Unfortunately, the body was not as alive as I had hoped. It had been laying here for a long time, I could tell. I did not recognize the species of this body, I tried using magic to subconsciously scan his DNA, but nothing turned up. The database of the bell must be incomplete.
His skin was withering and grey, there was a blindfold wrapped around his head, and a large leather cloak covering his body. I rummaged through the contents beneath the cloak, but there wasn't much besides a couple of empty vials and bottles coated in a thick layer of sand and dust. There were some bandages, and few grains of gunpower for some reason. But nothing really useful.
That was, if we didn't find a little silver ring hidden in one of the pockets.
"Take a look here," said Princess Star.
There was an inscription on the ring, it read – thought flies faster than wind, freer than birds.
"What do you suppose it means?" She wondered.
But in the end, I thought it could only mean one thing. And the Princess probably would not be fond of it very much.
"Imagination," I said, with the Princess tilting her head in confusion. I explained, "don't you see? This man must have been trapped here long ago, toying with ways of getting off this moon. He obviously wasn't very successful. But this here, this is a hint. Not only on how to get out of here, but also how to defeat the pirates. We need to be more creative."
"Are you sure?"
"Not 100 percent, but close enough," I said. "I'm willing to take the risk."
"Well, I am not. The cost is too high for failure. As leader of the Corps, I order for us to pursue other options."
This girl touched me in the nerve right there, my trigger word, starts with an L. I never liked this girl, but I respected her. I couldn't back down now, however. The Corps needed me.
"The Corps needs strength, imagination and willpower," I replied. "You have strength, perhaps the will. But not the last factor."
"This isn't a problem that requires creativity," she said. "Just a lot of firepower."
"Have you forgotten about the pirates and their armors? They nullify our wands."
"And what if you're wrong? What if they were bluffing? This is the most powerful weapon in the universe."
"A weapon that runs on willpower, and thought, yes. Thoughts that are strengthened by imagination."
"We are going in circles here. You know what? Fine, have it your way. My brain isn't as big as yours, so let's just call it truce here and I'll enter the Moonforce. It shouldn't have come to this, but you forced my hands."
"If you even dare to move an inch towards that mad force, I'll blast a hole in your head so big it'll melt all your innards" I pointed my bell towards the Princess.
"I AM THE LEADER!" The Princess growled, "What I say shall be so."
"Nobody ever voted you leader, we all founded this Corps together, the four of us."
"But I am clearly the most powerful of us all."
"Is that a fact? How about a little game and a little wager then?"
"What do you have in mind?"
"We play a quick game of imagination," I explained. "Winner is the one who overwhelms the other with their willpower. You lose if you hesitate, or if you run dry on creativity, or if your magic construct breaks from weak will."
I saw the flinch in her eyes, even though her glare remained strong on the surface. I got her, played right into my hands.
"Loser must relinquish their title as leader, and follow the plan of the winner," I told her.
The Princess looked on with even greater intensity. Make no mistake, she was strong, her will was sturdy, like the strongest steel. Impossible to break.
But I am Quasar, and I knew many things. Many things of science, many things of the universe. This was a battle in my favor. I shall battle, and I shall win.
"Deal," the Princess said, extending her hand for me to shake. I took that palm with my own firm grip. "Since I am the more powerful of us two, why don't you have the first move?" The Princess went on, continuing to get on my nerve.
"Fine," I cleared my throat and began, "I am a single water molecule, fresh, hydrogen bonding."
With the magic of my bell, I conjured up a construct of these tiny molecules, floating within a vast river flowing down to a mighty waterfall, overlooking a vast kingdom stretching beyond the horizon. What will you answer with now, Princess?
Her answer?
"I am a fire, burning beneath a hot pan, water evaporating."
With the strength of her wand, she conjured up a construct of an entire sun, shining down unto a metal field of water, immediately boiling all of it into the air, causing unimaginable drought across the lands. She surprised me, to think she would dare use fire against water. Had I underestimated this girl?
No, I couldn't have.
With a scowl on my face, I focused the energy into my bell, crying out:
"I am the first Mewman, fire conquering, first of many to come."
An image of the first one came upon the light, it made me wonder about the possibility of creating highly sentient, highly intelligent life with the bell. But I must now focus on this battle.
There the girl retaliated:
"I am a bear, man eating, child of the trees."
The bear mauled violently at this primitive early man, eating away at his bones, his flesh. He was defenseless, and weak. This bear wasn't merely a singular bear, this was the very Platonic form of this animal. I believed then I understood how her offense worked. I must readjust my strategy.
"I am a barren wasteland, fishless, foodless, bear killing."
The land of grass crumbled into dust, whisking away on the winding wind. There the animals around began to die, the fish began to scatter for other rivers, and the big monsters and predators began to starve.
"Didn't think I'd make it this far, did you?" Princess Star smirked, just when I had thought she had began to sweat. The girl smiled on, "I am a massive flood, grass feeding, god willing."
The wind of the flood grew strong, covering an entire planet. It was beyond comprehension.
So that's how you played huh? I thought to myself. Very well. Behold.
"I am the first kingdom of man, god disobeying, god killing."
And there a whole construct of a kingdom, men, women, monsters, sinners of all kinds. Fallen out from the graces of the Lord by their own will, by their own desire, by their own vices.
Her smile suddenly disappeared, not because she was worried – she was angry.
"You cannot kill god that easily."
"Watch me!"
"Very well, I am War," there the Princess conjured up a massive construct of a multiversal titan, the titan stood tall, and her spear was long, pointing down towards the battlefield of the sinful kingdoms. "War – everlasting, brutal and bloodthirsty, but necessary."
"Necessary? That is a wicked view," I said. "I shan't have any of it. Who is this titan? How do you know of her?"
"I learn fast," she glared at me, "these new gifts of magic, and the wisdom from Moonforce."
"You shall be pampered by your Allmother no longer. Unlike you I will earn my position as leader."
With another mighty wave of my bell I raised the magic up high.
"I am the plague, war stopping, death delivering, transferred by the flight of bugs."
There the construct of the warring nations began to wane. As they desperately scrambled about to find a cure, and savior.
This micro scale shall put the battle back to my advantage. One must be able to think big and small to be truly creative. And it showed, sweat was beginning to drip down her forehead, I got you now.
"I am a great spider," she grunted at me, "THE great spider, web weaving, bug catching, insect devouring."
Her magic constructed a powerful web, trapping all of the disease-ridden mosquitos in its horrible embrace. Just as I calculated. You were predictable, too predictable.
"Is that really all you got?" It was now my turn to smirk. "I am a snake, the opposer, the tempter, spider eating, structure destroying."
There my bell constructed a demonic creature, incredibly large and powerful. With its sharp and poisonous fangs it tore down buildings, spreading through nations and peoples. It would not stop, even if it wanted to.
Her desperation was beginning to show, she was going right into the palm of my hand. The battle was as good as mine now.
"I am a planet," she replied, "a world beyond worlds, kingdom beyond kingdoms, life nurturing, temptation rejecting."
The flood of magic poured from her wand, and then an entire planet began to flourish. The animals ran, the trees grew, kingdoms after kingdoms built, harmonizing with one another like a spider web. There it was, I saw it, I saw through her tricks. This shall be a cake walk from now on.
"I am a supernova," I summoned forth, "all destroying, worlds collapsing."
This explosion was unlike any other we had faced before. This wasn't merely an energy blast, it was my fury. Rage cast down to the mortal plane of this magical construct. Taking the lives of billions. Were they innocent? Perhaps, but that did not matter. The battle must go on. What will you do now, Princess?
"I am a black hole," she commanded, sweating nervously, "all consuming, stars collapsing."
Good, the final beats drew nearer and nearer. I shall now strike.
"I am the Allmother," I retaliated with a vicious grin on my face, "all powerful, all demanding, life controlling, queens conquering, kingdoms bow before me, animals shall lick at my feet, daughters shall serve in my name, and power is I."
I knew that struck a nerve with her as the construct materialized right in front of us. The woman stood tall, towering above the two of us, in her palm an entire bubble – a universe. She must have been insulted I was sure. That frown on her face, that grimace, there was no mistake about it. Yes, Princess, I dared to do it.
The girl clenched tight her wand, waving it up, thus unleashing equal power of rage.
"I am New Mewman Science, Metaphyiscal, New, abstract, dense, universes dwarfing, all encompassing, life preserving, power manifesting, formless, heavy, all protecting, all scient."
"What?" I cried aloud.
She dared invoke the name of one of the Metas. Are you mad? I shouted within my mind. Did she not realize how dangerous it was to just invoke a mere name of one so far above us all? But then I realized – this was merely vengeance, nothing more, nothing less. Provoking the force I held dear, the force I worshipped. Her will was strong, and she too dared to do what others would not.
I must compose myself, think better. I must not allow myself to lose to her of all people. Your will was strong, it carried you far when your creativity was bankrupt, that I could not deny. This Princess was by far the strongest opponent I had ever faced.
"I am strings," I commanded my bell, "tiny subatomic strings of the universe, small, vibrating, echoing, the symphony of the cosmos, multi-dimensional, fundamental, train surrounding, and abstract containing – deicidal."
They were so small, so tiny in fact, no apparatus on most of the infinite Mewnis out there could feasibly observe them. The construct of my magic made the visual possible, but no mistake, they were all around us, impossibly miniscule, and yet important. None of you could see, but I came from Inwem. Observe my world's science as the roaring of the train echoed on.
"I am…" the Princess closed her eyes, the first sign of hesitation, "the universe, the multiverse, the omniverse, all that was, all that is, and all that will ever be, I am all, life containing, gods, worlds, kingdoms, men, monsters, magic – I am."
And there, you fell right into my plan. Now you shall pay for that insult. Your construct was powerful, yes. I saw planets, stars, infinite stretching in length, flying far beyond systems, uncountable, and impossible to comprehend. You were strong.
But now, behold my wrath.
"I am Death – Merciful, Cruel, all the same, the opposite of Life, the darkness of the end, the full embrace of the Infinite Spectrum of Chaos, the end of all things, living, dead, real, Dream, the end of universes, deities, kingdoms, monsters, men, EVERYTHING! What will you be then? Can you be anything? Face it, I've won."
The darkness of my bell surrounded her, she struggled immensely, shielding her eyes from the black mists, the sweat dripping down her forehead. It was clear, I was the victor, no question about it. I had fully established myself as the most powerful of us all, and now she must yield. YIELD!
And yet…
To my confusion, her eyes flung wide open. She struggled greatly, the weight of the darkness and Death was almost too much for her magic to carry. She should've collapsed by now, and still – she pressed on.
One final breath, one final thought, one last sliver of will – she commanded:
"I am heart… I am soul… indestructible, immortal made through sentience, altruistic, good… human… endless, everlasting, the center of God's kingdom, beyond multiverses, beyond time, beyond thought, beyond emotions, beyond evil… beyond everything…"
"WHAT?"
Impossible.
The light of her magic blinded me, shattering the darkness and death of my bell. Tossing me right across into the ground. How?
How could this happen? I planned for everything.
What do I do now? What can I do?
My hand shook, trembling as my magic began to drain. That was all I had. How could I have lost? How? How? How?
The Princess answered me that question by instantly collapsing on the ground, her construct vanished into thin air, her muscles trembled just as I myself. I realized there and then, this was no easy victory for her.
She never even once tapped into the Moonforce.