Note: Sorry for posting so late! I was on a jet for forever. Yes, it is my spring break! However, I will still post chapters regularly! Anyways... This is the longest chapter I've written yet! And guess what? This chapter is absolutely jam-packed with action! I really hope you guys enjoy this one! If you do, please leave me a review! I would appreciate it!

Dimension: Star Wars

Planet: Coruscant

Specific Location: The southern sector

Time: 21 years before the battle of Yavin, a day after the arrival of Doxia in the My Little Pony dimension

Franklin put his hands up slowly as he said, "Well… how did you guys find me?"

"Are you really that stupid?" snapped Tricost, "Your database. The moment it goes live, we know exactly where you are."

Franklin blinked. "Ohhhhhh… I guess I probably shouldn't have googled how to drive a hover bike then. Oops."

Tricost blinked at them. There was a pause, and then he snapped a finger. "Kill them."

Suddenly Wild exploded into a massive cloud of pure shadow. It pressed chokingly close around everyone, and blinded all within the mist of black. Franklin seized the moment. Slamming a fist to the ground, he expended a massive amount of energy releasing a shockwave of pure energy. It sizzled through the air, and beheaded all but the traitor and Tricost. Immediately Wild solidified again and leapt upon Tricost, baring his teeth at the dimensional traveler's throat. The traitor turned around and prepared to run, but Franklin shot the man in the right leg, severing his sinews and tendons in a single attack. The man screamed and fell to the floor. Franklin slowly approached the man, and was about to say something to him when he heard a crunching noise: Wild had torn out Tricost's throat. Franklin's own throat caught in horror. Slowly he turned around to look at the mauled form of Tricost, with Wild over him… but Wild was no longer there. He was now Feral, the mad wolf-side version of himself. The taste of blood had thrown him over the edge or self-control. Growling low, the pony-now-turned-wolf turned to gaze upon Franklin with rabid eyes.

Franklin slowly began to back up, unsure of what to do against his enemy. He knew for a fact that he couldn't take on Feral in such close corners. He was a sniper, not a brawler, so he lacked in a position where his new enemy excelled. Franklin cursed silently as he backed up, his palms facing skyward in the universal sign of peace.

"I don't want to hurt you, Wild… I mean Feral," said Franklin, desperately trying to appear calm, "Just take a few deep breaths and come back to your sense."

Feral stopped for a moment, as if he was actually considering what Franklin had just said. Then he hissed in a deep, deathly quiet voice, "Too late."

Snarling, Feral leapt towards Franklin's throat to tear it out. However, as Feral flew through the air, time seemed to slow down. Suddenly, Evan Funsch dropped his invisibility shield from nowhere and hurled himself at Feral. As he, too, flew through the air, he conjured up a large battle mace of steel. Just as he passed over Feral's head, he brought the mace crashing down upon the wolf's head, knocking him out cold. He then somersaulted in the air and landed on his feet. He tossed the mace aside and strode up to Franklin.

"That was a close one," Funsch said. Franklin blinked, despite the state of things, Funsch seemed completely calm… he was even chewing bubble gum.

Franklin shook his head wordlessly and approached the unconscious form of Feral, who was slowly transforming back to his regular, more reasonable, self, Wild. Kneeling down, Franklin checked Wild's pulse, and then pulled back an eyelid to make sure his unseeing eyes were not dilated. Satisfied that Wild was in no way seriously hurt, Franklin turned back to Evan and said, "Thanks for the save."

Funsch, who was standing over the traitor, turned around and said, "No prob. Give me a sec." He then turned around and shot the traitor in the face with a laser pistol, killing him before he even had a chance to plead for mercy. Franklin shut his mouth tight in shock… had every traveler turned into a heartless killer?

Funsch checked the pulse of the man to make sure he was dead, and then turned back to nod his head to Franklin, "Franklin, tell my why you, Wild, and Daniel are here, please. We don't have much time before reinforcements arrive."

Franklin nodded his head slowly, but instead asked, "You know Daniel is here?"

Funsch nodded, "I knew you all were here the second you entered the southern sector and started to climb the ventilation. Clever. I decided it would be best if you two took out all the guards, making it easier for me to finish off the traitor without him ever contacting the Paradox or another traveler."

"You used us as bait, basically," said Franklin flatly.

Funsch nodded his head once more. "I suppose you could put it that way. However, I am sure there is another reason other than proffering yourselves up as bait for you guys to be here. Care to explain?"

Franklin sighed. "Yes. We are looking for Finnian Jones."

Funsch just chuckled derisively as he said, "Nope. Sorry. I can't help you three find a fairy tale. He doesn't exist."

At this moment, Wild groaned and opened his eyes. He was back to normal.

"What happened?" Wild asked.

"You killed Tricost and then turned into Feral," Franklin explained as he helped the pony on to all fours, "You then attacked me, but Evan Funsch saved me by knocking you out. Are you okay?"

Wild rubbed the back of his head ruefully as he replied, "Yeah. I suppose. Greetings Funsch, sorry we had to meet in such a way."

"Same here," said Funsch curtly. He then looked at Franklin and said, "Is there anything else you wanted to see me for other than that? Because if that is it, I need to get going."

"There is," said Franklin, "I said we needed you to help us find Finnian Jones, but you would not need to help us search directly. We actually just need to know where the Dimensional Traveler Transformer Jetfire is."

"Oh, okay," said Funsch slowly, "I see. I actually do know where Jetfire is, but it will probably be difficult to find him."

Wild cocked his head to one side and said, "How so?"

"Jetfire has gone into incognito mode within his home dimension. It will be very difficult to locate him," explained Funsch.

"Care to help us?" said Franklin hopefully.

Funsch just stood there for a full minute, chewing his bubble gum. Then he said, "Yes. I will help you. This guy was my last target before I planned to go into hiding from the Paradox and his evil plans with Jared DeWhite in his home dimension. However, if you guys are looking for Finnian Jones, and are on the wanted list of the Paradox, than no doubt you guys are planning some sort of fiasco against the Paradox, so I'm in."

Both Wild and Franklin nodded their heads gratefully. Franklin was then about to comment on their next move when the window behind them shattered, and several strike troopers from the Coruscant protection guard jumped through, guns ablaze. Wild threw up a wall of shadow, blocking the attack. He then hurled the wall straight at the attackers. The wall collided with the troopers and blasted them, and most of the wall behind them, out into the street below. However, soon more troopers were jumping through the hole, firing shots.

"We're going to have to jump!" yelled Franklin over the din of battle, "Funsch! You with me?"

Funsch was expertly picking off the attackers as he said loudly, "Sure! Whatever."

Franklin opened a telepathic link with Daniel and said, over the intercom, "Okay dragon boy! Time for your extremely quick and extremely devastating extraction!"

"Acknowledged," came Daniel's voice, "And don't call me dragon boy."

"Wild!" shouted Franklin, "Clear a path to the window! We need to jump!"

Wild nodded wordlessly and exploded into shard of shadow. Black tendrils then shot forward and wrapped around the troopers blocking their path, disarming them and hurling them aside like leaves in an autumn wind. Franklin signaled to Funsch and they rushed the space where the window had once been. They shot through it and jumped, immediately going into a freefall, with the street thousands of feet below. The moment they made it thorugh, Wild solidified from shadow once more and he jumped as well.

The three fell in perfect formation, headlights of hover cars, windows full of light, and flying street lamps all flashed by them in a colorful stream of light and noise as they blasted through the cold night wind to the ground far below. Suddenly the massive form of Daniel appeared as he caught them on his back. Spreading his wings, Daniel then shot through a small passageway formed by two adjacent buildings and took off into the night sky. Immediately several trooper cruisers took chase.

"Poor choice, my friends," said Franklin grimly. He flipped out his sniper rifle and turned around. He immediately scoped out his targets: the drivers of the five cruisers giving chase. In seconds he had fired off five bullets. All five shots found their marks, and the cruisers began to spin out of control, hurling laser bolts randomly off into the air as they began to spiral to the streets. A few simply crashed into building sides and exploded into bright plumes of flames, illuminating the dark sky.

"That's going to be a beacon for more reinforcements," commented Funsch dryly as he watched the third cruiser explode into a massive blast of heat and fire as it rammed into the side of a building, causing the whole floor to buckle and crumble.

"Point taken," said Wild. He leaned in close to Daniel's ear and yelled, "Open a portal! Now!"

"No!" Funsch shouted suddenly, "You can't! The portals are watched! We're going to have to hijack a ship!"

"Are you kidding me?" roared Franklin over the howling wind, "We have, like, an eight-star wanted level! They'll be sending the whole army after us soon!"

"It doesn't matter!" yelled Funsch, "Who would you prefer to fight: an army of Coruscant police troopers, or several dozen armed dimensional travelers?"

"Neither!" shouted Franklin, "Well… I suppose killing a bunch of Star Wars soldiers would be easier… Fine! Where to?"

Funsch turned to Wild and said, over the wind, "Wild! Tell Daniel to head to his left at this upcoming turn. Then he is to dive straight down. No veering, just straight down."

Wild blinked in surprise, but nodded. He quickly relayed the instructions to Daniel, who preformed them without question. He folded in his wings and they shot straight down. Franklin almost lost his life as he slipped from his perch on Daniel's broad, scaly back, but saved himself at the last moment as he snatched the tip of Daniel's dragon tail. Clinging on for dear life, he yelled, "That was scary! Are we almost there yet?!"

Funsch nodded wordlessly, and suddenly he shouted loudly, "Pull up! Pull up! God! Pull up!"

Daniel's wings snapped open and they shot forward, heading straight for a small tunnel. Once again Franklin almost flew off, but he held on tight. As they continued to accelerate towards the tunnel, Franklin's sniper rifle suddenly slipped off his back and flew away. However, by some miracle, Franklin flicked out a foot and managed to snag the strap around it, keeping it from vanishing into the cold black night. Franklin actually closed his eyes as they continued to barrel towards the tunnel. A hundred meters, then fifty, then ten, then five, then one. Daniel folded his wings in close to his body and they shot through, with his scales grazing the sides of the hole. They abruptly found themselves in a massive hangar, filled with large transport ships. With the random appearance of a massive dragon, the hangar was quickly vacated, and Daniel, Funsch, Wild, and Franklin got their choice of ships without any form of obstruction. Funsch's eyes quickly scoured the different models as he muttered to himself. Then his hand shot out and he pointed to a medium sized, red and white, cargo carrier.

"That one is a sturdy and fast model. Let's grab that one," he said briskly.

They sprinted towards it and were in it in no time. Funsch quickly hacked into the systems and had control of the whole ship and the whole docking area in less than a minute. However, even before they had begun the launch sequence, troopers had begun to stream into the hangar.

"They're trying to override the docking release sequence," growled Funsch as his fingers flew over the control panels, "Wild, Daniel, I need you two to keep us from being boarded. Franklin, help me take off."

Wild slammed a hoof against the ground and commanded shadows from every corner of the large hangar to fill every square centimeter. Soon the place was shrouded in an eerie darkness, and the troopers had to slow their pace. Daniel quickly followed this up by releasing a focused stream of fire at the metal supports of the hangar above him. Flaming debris began to rain down upon the heads of the attacking troopers, and they had to dive for cover behind cargo boxes and small ships. At this time, Funsch and Franklin completed the docking release and the ignition sequences, and the ship slowly lifted above the ground. It hovered in place and then began to float towards the slowly closing metal double hangar doors.

"We're going to have to floor it if we want to beat out that closing door," muttered Funsch. Without waiting for a confirmation from Franklin, and without giving a word of warning to anyone else... Funsch floored it. White and blue fire blasted from the jets, and the thermal shockwave sent every unsecured object behind it skimming backwards. The ship lurched forward as it accelerated dangerously and blasted through the door at the very last microsecond. It was so close, in fact, that the metallic doors literally scraped off the top layer of paint from the side of the cargo ship. Yelling soundlessly, Funsch yanked back on his controls and sent the ship spiraling upwards, through the sky, and into the atmosphere. In a couple of minutes they were out of orbit and preparing to hyperjump.

"That was a close one," sighed Franklin. He was about to say something else when his voice caught in his throat. Wild glanced at the screen that Franklin was staring at. A large fleet consisting of several Jedi Starfighters was just on their tale. A well known voice crackled over the intercom of the ship. It was Anakin Skywalker.

"Surrender yourselves, or I will destroy you and scatter your debris across the system."

Funsch snorted in laughter, but then turned to Daniel, Wild, and Franklin and said, "We are at a disadvantage, technically. If we had a Dimensional Traveler-grade fighter cruiser, we'd be set, but we don't. We are in their dimension playing by their rules… and we're outnumbered twenty to one. And to top it all off, their ships are better in every possible aspect. We have two choices now: surrender, or open a portal and hope we're not killed by an army of reward-obsessed dimensional travelers on arrival to some dimension."

Wild simply rolled his eyes, and Franklin bit his lip hard. Suddenly, however, Daniel said, "We should use a portal."

Franklin glanced at Daniel and said, "Really? Where to? There is no place safe."

"We should jump to the My Little Pony dimension. Something tells me that no one will follow me there," said Daniel calmly.

"I would like to agree on disagreeing, Daniel," snapped Franklin, "There has to be another way…"

"Nope," interjected Funsch, "We're out of time. We're opening a portal. Wild, get on it."

As Wild mentally searched for the My Little Pony dimension to open a portal, Funsch leaned over and turned on the cargo ship's intercom.

"Anakin, we would really like to surrender and all that, but I really don't like your face, or the traitorous things you may or may not be doing in a couple of years. So, we're going have to decline your invitation for our unconditional surrender. Go screw yourself over," said Funsch curtly as he continued to chomp on his bubble gum.

He then turned to Wild and nodded. Wild quickly opened a large portal, and the four began to leap through it, just as Anakin's Jedi Starfighter opened up on them. Just as Funsch dove through the portal, the ship collapsed. Immediately the portal was exposed to pure space and it became a vacuum, and it began to suck Funsch back through. However, Daniel reached forward with his great head and seized Funsch by his jacket. He dragged him back into the My Little Pony dimension just as Wild slammed the portal shut.

Breathing heavily, Funsch nodded towards Daniel and said, "Thanks."

Wild glanced around the area, almost with a cheerful air. "It's good to be back where I truly belong," he said airily, "I believe we've landed in the Crystal Mountains, just northwest of the Crystal Empire."

Funsch immediately realized his body was shimmering, preparing to transform into a pony, so he cancelled it out.

"What? You don't want to be a pony?" chuckled Franklin as he glanced around the brightly lit landscape.

"No. And apparently neither do you," was all that Funsch said.

"Follow me," said Wild, "We're going to the Crystal Empire."

Dimension: My Little Pony

Planet: Equestria Earth

Specific Location: The Crystal Empire

Time: A day after the arrival of Doxia

Rarity was pouring over a couple of sketches for a sapphire and cyan drape in her room when Doxia abruptly appeared in her open doorway.

"Knock knock! Anyone home? Are you okay?" Doxia said jovially.

Rarity glanced over her shoulder and smiled weakly. "Oh, I'm fine darling… I'm just having a tad bit of trouble."

Doxia strolled over and crouched down next to her. He placed a hand over one of her hoofs and said, gently, "You're treating that moderate cyan silk as if it is a semi-sheered fabric. See the edges? It's a sheer fabric, and you should use a French seam over here to fuse it properly."

Rarity sighed, but nodded her head vigorously. "Yes, darling, I… I utterly forgot. As you can see, I am a little flustered."

"Do you want to tell a friend about it?" asked Doxia slowly.

Rarity paused in her work as she thought about his question for a moment. Then she said, "It is that Sapphire Anemone character. I've… I've never seen such an unhappy pony! Even Pinkie Pie is unable to cheer her up, and it makes me rather depressed."

Doxia nodded his head slowly. "That being suffered a terrible wound. Her brother betrayed her, and enslaved her. Those kinds of hurt don't go away quickly, if at all. However, despite the wound, and their attitudes in dealing with them, they are still sentient beings, and deserve to be treated with love and respect like everyone else."

Rarity nodded her head. "You are right, Doxia."

Suddenly Rainbow Dash shot through their window.

"THERE you are! I've been looking everywhere for you guys!" exclaimed Rainbow indignantly. Then she noticed Doxia. Her eyes widened a massive amount.

"Wow."

Doxia got up and looked at her for a moment. Then he said, "You're Rainbow Dash! Element of Loyalty."

Rainbow nodded her head slowly. "Yyyeeaaahhhh… And you are?"

Doxia continued to gaze on her with a kind of compassion that befuddled her. "Oh," he said, "I'm Doxia. Rainbow Dash… this may have been a different timeline but… you are much loved. I just want to thank you for the love you brought back into a man's life once upon a time, little Dashie."

Rainbow eyed Doxia, still unsure of how to react. She was being thanked by a terrifyingly powerful being for something that had never happened to her… in this dimension at least. "Well… thanks… I think."

Doxia then returned to his usually cheerful attitude and gave her a flourishing bow. "I am sorry for not having introduced myself to you before! I've busy with other stuff, but I do look forward to meeting the rest of the Mane 6. That being pretty much only Applejack now."

Rainbow, who was starting to warm up to Doxia now, nodded her head, "Cool! Sorry for asking but… what are you?"

"I'm a Dimensional Lord. I am a former member of the Paradox's brotherhood. I'm here to help bring him down."

Rainbow grinned. "Well then, you've just won yourself a new friend."

Doxia gave her an exaggerated hoof-fist bump as he exclaimed, "Score! Awesome. Hey… do you want to race?"

Rainbow immediately brightened up more and exclaimed, "DO I EVER? Totally!"

Doxia got up and snapped a finger. Suddenly bright wings of pure light spread out behind him, making him look like an Archangel of the Celestial Heaven.

"Nice look," said Rainbow, "But you'll have to do better if you want to beat me."

Doxia laughed heartily, "Totally! I'm going have to hope that I will lose by only a couple of minutes!"

Rainbow grinned more as she revved up her powerful wings. "Readysetgo!"

Rainbow blasted out of the window. Doxia, however, just stood there for a moment.

"Um… Doxia? Are you going to… er… race?" said Rarity, blinking at him.

"Three Mississippi… two Mississippi… one Mississippi… Bye Rarity!" exclaimed Doxia. Then he blasted out of the window with such force that all of Rarity's sketches fluttered around the room.

Rainbow was sure she had a jump on him, but when she glanced over her shoulder, she could see the vibrant wings of pure light of Doxia gaining on her with ease. Gritting her teeth, she pushed her strength to the limit. Nevertheless, Doxia slowly caught up to her until he was flying side-by-side with her. With floated alongside her on his back as he commented airily, "Nice day for a flap around the planet, eh Rainbow Dash?"

"Gotta… go… faster!" yelled Rainbow. She strained her wings… and then she broke the sonic rainboom barrier. A massive circular ring of pure color exploded behind her. The microsecond she did that, Doxia flipped around her and took a picture of her and him, with his thumbs up, using a camera he had conjured out of the air.

"Best… selfie… EVER!" yelled Doxia as both he and Rainbow slowed down. As they landed, Doxia gleefully exclaimed, "If I had a Facebook account here, I would probably get more likes on this picture than any picture ever posted ever."

"You probably would," said a voice behind him.

Doxia stopped and audibly groaned. It was Pictor. He turned to Rainbow, "Rainbow… run."

Rainbow Dash didn't even stop to question. Despite the fact that she hadn't known him for more than five minutes, she felt like she could completely trust him. She just blasted off towards the Crystal Empire to get help. As she did this, Doxia turned to gaze upon his enemy.

Pictor stood a dozen meters away. In his right hand, he held Cadence by her throat. In his left hand, he held Shining Armor by his throat.

"Put them down," said Doxia. His voice was calm, even airy, but even a fool could tell that if Pictor did anything to harm them, he would probably die the worst death possible.

"I might… if you do something for me," laughed Pictor.

"I don't do things for a murdered such as your esteemed self, Pictor," said Doxia.

Pictor slowly tightened his hold on both Cadence and Shining Armor. "Look at their faces," said Pictor in a friendly, yet sadistic, voice, "Look at their eyes. They fear death. Are you willing to let them die by not answering to me?"

Doxia looked at Cadence, and then at Shining Armor. "You two will be okay," he said, "You two will be fine."

He then looked at Pictor. "What do you want?"

"I'm going to kill you Doxia… But I want to do it elsewhere. You will willingly leave here so that we can finish this in a different dimension."

Doxia stared at Pictor for a moment. Then he said, "Done."

Doxia opened a portal and said, "I'm going to wait for you on the planet Mars in the Trumpeter of Krakow dimension. If you don't show up… or you hurt Cadence or Shining Armor… I will kill you… quite slowly I'm afraid."

Doxia stepped through the portal slowly and closed it behind him. Pictor threw both Cadence and Shining Armor away from him. "You fools," he said, "How can any of you agree to be heroes when beings like me can use you and your friends as leverage any time we choose with ease? Fools."

"No," gasped Cadence as she massaged her bruised neck, "You're the fool. We 'heroes' have something worth fighting for… loved ones."

"Those 'loved ones' will be your undoing," snarled Pictor as he opened a portal, "They are simply triggers for your most primitive and most violent emotions. They are simply nothing more than objects that I can use to achieve my own goals."

With that, he entered the portal and closed it. However, as he closed it, Cadence called out, "Good will always win. Love is more powerful than all the hate in the world."

Pictor laughed as he slammed his portal shut.

"She's right, you know," said Doxia nonchalantly from behind, "Now… tell me, why is the REAL reason you're doing this?"

"You punched me in the face; you knocked me out; you humiliated me," hissed Pictor, "I am going to make you pay."

There was a pause as Pictor and Doxia stood facing each other on the desolate landscape, a hundred meters apart.

"Well, I suppose things are going down right now, then," said Doxia. He didn't even sound close to worried.

Pictor snarled as he said, "Yes, I suppose."

Doxia shrugged, "It doesn't have to end this way, you know. You could just surrender. After all, you know what you are doing is bad."

Pictor laughed harshly, "I don't care about what you think is 'bad,' Doxia. We are the ones in control, we set the standards."

Doxia shook his head dramatically. "Ah, my friend, and that is where you go astray. You could have been a beacon for the Crystal Empire with Mattimeo. So, here is your last chance… do you surrender?"

Pictor put up his fists, "Nope."

Doxia stood there for a moment. Then he hurled a bolt of pure power. It was relatively small in size, but the earth beneath the bolt cracked, crumbled, and disintegrated as the beam passed over it. Pictor threw out a fist and it smashed into the bolt, dissipating it, but the subsequent shockwave literally shattered the whole planet into nothing.

Now floating in space, Pictor flung his arms wide. He then slammed his palms together. Suddenly, two red supergiants appeared beside Doxia. The two celestial bodies collided and went supernova. The blast cleared out the whole solar system. As the energy cleared, Doxia was still floating nonchalantly in the same position, charging up his next attack. He hurled a stream of energy, and it lanced toward Pictor.

This bolt was thin, but extraordinarily powerful. Rips in time, space, and dimensions began to form in the wake of the bolt of power, denoting the pure ferocity of the attack. Once again Pictor threw up his hands and caught the bolt. He then attempted to use his powers to dissipate the attack, but the power of the energy within the stream was too great. Soundlessly screaming, Pictor began to draw power from the surrounding stars. The heavens went dark as Pictor drew quintillions of joules worth of energy from his surroundings, all in an attempt to dissipate Doxia's attack. Suddenly Pictor forced back the beam for a split-second. He then opened up two portals, one next to Doxia, and the other in front of the beam. The beam passed through the portal and rocketed out the other, straight towards Doxia. Doxia simply caught the stream of power with his free hand, and then slammed his two fists together, connecting the stream from start to end, creating a power-loop. The beam of energy exploded. The blast was so great that everything within a million parsecs simply ceased to exist, as their matter was extinguished into nothing. Now only Pictor and Doxia remained, floating in space.

"Well," said Doxia telepathically to Pictor, "You might want to follow up with another attack, big guy, or this could end up being the shortest Dimensional Lord grudge match in the history of the universe."

Pictor was breathing heavily. However, he snapped a finger and a blast of pure time energy bubbled towards Doxia. Immediately space itself was distorted and twisted as the multiple planes of the dimension were mashed together, scarring and disfiguring the time-space continuum horribly. Doixa slammed a palm into the wave of power and separated it. Doxia grunted harshly in exertion as he forced the stream around him. As it passed him by, he retaliated. Doxia threw a fist forward, as if to punch Pictor. Another bolt of power left his hand, and it lanced toward Pictor. As it flew towards him, massive tears in the dimension began to appear as the presence of the energy bolt dissolved the whole structural integrity of the universe. Pictor blasted towards the attack and smashed into it head-on, still drawing power from his surroundings, draining stars of their power from as far away as a few million parsecs. Doxia's attack ruptured as Pictor struck it… and the whole universe warped. Physics shattered, molecular chemistry went haywire, and the universe began to slowly cease to exist. As for Pictor… the blast sent him spinning away at about three times the speed of light. However, Pictor quickly recovered and he teleported back to his original position, a hundred meters from Doxia. His armor was badly damaged, and there was a hairline crack on his helmet, which was now dented in multiple places. He breathed heavily as the universe around them roiled and ruptured.

"This… isn't… over… Doxia…" gasped Pictor. He then shimmered and vanished, no doubt having evacuated to the phantom dimension of Amethyst. Doxia sighed sadly as he watched the universe around him simply ceased to exist.

"Such a waste… and for what? This is not how the multiverse should go. There should be love, peace, acceptance, compassion, mercy, and hope. But where that should be, only hate and mistrust dwells. The Paradox must be stopped. The demons must be stopped. The multiverse must be given a chance to prove that despite the outlook of things, good has always been stronger than evil… always," murmured Doxia to himself. Giving the dying dimension one last mournful glance, he opened up a portal to the My Little Pony dimension once more and floated through.

Cadence looked up from where she sat with Shining Armor, in the exact spot where Pictor had left them. They were with Rainbow Dash, Rarity, and several crystal pony guards.

"Doxia!" exclaimed Cadence joyfully as he stepped through his portal. Doxia waved to her and said, "Hey everyone! I hope you're all fine!"

"We are!" said Rarity, "But what about yourself, darling?"

"A little shaken up, perhaps, but overall I'm fine. However, I could use a good cheering up from a group of best friends right about now," replied Doxia promptly.

No sooner had he said that then Cadence had seized him in a hug.

Note: I cannot tell you guys how much fun I had writing up the fight between Doxia and Pictor. I had to throw every possible caution to the wind when describing the battle because of the immensity of the raw power of the two beings. Anyway, don't forget the R&R stuff!