Note: Hello everyone! There seems to be some surprise and confusion over the appearance of Doxia's physical form. I shall make an official statement. Yes, Doxia WAS an anthropomorphic dog when he first became a Dimensional Lord, just like Mattimeo was an anthropomorphic cat. However, after a while, Doxia shape-shifted into the appearance of a human because he believed that he felt closer to the human species after his dimension and his entire species vanished into nothing from old age. Okay, moving on. To Rainbow999, you wanted a chapter with Discord and his team? Okay! I decided, because of your request, to juggle about my chapters so you got some Discord action first. And if you make a Doxia plushie, Rainbow999, I will make you a dozen air donuts... and air cookies... and air cake. Moving on once again, here is the latest chapter, enjoy!

Dimension: Dishonored

Planet: Earth

Specific Location: Outskirts of Dunwall

Time: Five days after Lyric found Summer

Discord straightened up huffily and gave himself a quick brushdown. He then jauntily polished his lions paw against his downy coat.

"Well!" he snorted, "I guess that was Doxia-ese for 'get going before I kill you all.'"

Rarity tossed her head. "Nothing of the sort. He was in a hurry. You see, Discord, unlike you, Doxia and I have a special connection. Brother and Sister, you understand?"

Twilight said nothing. She really couldn't. Her mind had gone blank with shock. Before her was a massive city. It was a vast metropolis of steam-punk buildings, with smoke rising in billows from forests of smokestacks and electricity openly crackling from strange copper tesla towers. To the average Dimensional Traveler or Dimensional Lord, it was a regular sight. But for a pony who had known nothing but Equestria, this land was beyond wondrous.

Flaming Star gently nuzzled her ear and murmured, "Amazing, is it not?"

Twilight simply nodded her head wordlessly as her eyes continued to widen as she visually drank in more of the strange land. Almost inadvertently she lay her head on Flaming Star's head and sighed.

Discord coughed loudly. "I do apologize for my interruption of this obviously tender moment, but we were actually here to do some good old investigating, not sight-seeing."

Twilight started. "Oh! That's right! I forgot! Yes… Ummm… How do we intend to do this?"

Rarity opened her mouth as if she was more than ready to take command, but then she shut her mouth. She opened her mouth one more time, but after another pause, she sighed and closed it. She then rolled her eyes and turned to look at Discord, who was grinning smugly.

"Very well, Discord," she snorted, "You take point."

Discord winked. Then he turned to Flaming Star. "Protocol first, just to make sure we do this the way it was intended by the Paradox before he went insane. Firstborn? May I?"

Flaming Star actually looked honestly surprised. Both by the fact that Discord was acknowledging his position as the highest of the Dimensional Travelers, and by the fact that Discord had referred to him to Firstborn. He had not heard that name for decades. He blinked. Then he nodded his head slightly.

Discord's grin widened. Then he flashed out of existence. A microsecond later he flashed back into existence, wearing a Fleet Admiral's vest with a golden-tipped swagger stick.

"Very well! Listen up laddy-bucks! First things first! Right now I believe it would be best if we did some research. The only thing we have to go on now is that Inquisition-specific Imagination Signatures were picked up in this dimension on this planet. That is it. Thus we cannot go off and begin searching like Rainbow Dash searching for attention. What we will do now is use our specially-equipped Amethyst Empire databases to look for unique events possibly pertaining to an Inquisitor's actions. Let us begin!"

"Research?" exclaimed Twilight with a barely disguised squeal of delight, "I love that!"

Flaming Star raised his eyebrows slightly as he muttered, "I of all people know that the most."

With that, Discord, Rarity, and Flaming Star opened up their Traveler's databases (with Twilight sharing Flaming Star's).

For the next hour and a half, the group simply sat in one place, searching through terraquads of information. However, as time went on, very little came up with actions outlandish enough to have been performed by an Inquisitor.

"This is a waste of time," sighed Rarity, tossing her curly mane, "I believe that if I stare at this hologram any longer, my eyes with explode!"

"And that would be a tragedy, indeed," chuckled Discord, "For some."

Rarity was about to sharply retort when, suddenly, Twilight exclaimed, "I got it!"

Immediately all quarrels were forgotten as the whole group huddled around Twilight and her holographic panel.

Twilight, face alight with happiness, pointed to a data log in the holograph.

"Look at this," she stated, "About twenty years ago, a high-ranking senator of the southern isles was staying here, at Dunwall, for a meeting with the young Empress. However, the night before the meeting he was assassinated."

Rarity sighed. "Granted, darling, but how is this unusual? From what I perceived of this dimension, assassinations were aplenty during the early stages of the Empress's reign."

Twilight shook her head. "That is not the strange part, Rarity. See this image? This is a picture of the tower the official was staying in. It was the highest tower in all of Dunwall. So high, in fact, that from the second highest building, the angel of elevation would still be too steep for any sniper to make a headshot unless the senator was hanging himself out the window. But guess what? He was killed by a sniper."

With that, Twilight brought up some more images of the death of the senator. The death was clearly from a bullet from a sniper rifle. However, what was even stranger was that the bullet had punched a neat hole through his head at a flat angle, which was impossible from what Twilight had just described.

"Do you think someone could have just snuck up to his room and shot him in the face with a sniper rifle at point-blank range?" asked Flaming Star, now very interesting by this promising piece of information.

Twilight shook her head again. "Dunwall's two most renowned bodyguards were with the senator. They both saw him get up from his bed to rub a crick out of his neck, and then get shot."

Discord clapped his hands together. "Excellent! Wonderful! Oh, not about the death itself, but about what this death implies, of course. Anyway, now what we have to do is search for a building that matches the height of this tower, no matter the distance!"

In a moment, Rarity had found it. Her jaw dropped. "Oh, er… I found one. It's the east bay's lighthouse. But… um… it's over four kilometers away."

Flaming Star nodded his head sagely. "I think we've just found Sunflower. According to Doxia, his weapon could fire projectiles across solar systems, so sniping a head off a man from that distance could probably be child's play."

Twilight nodded her head in agreement. "I agree. According to this data, no weapon in this dimension has even close to enough power to fire something that distance. Oh! Look at this! The very same day of his death, a man named Corvo Attano discovered evidence that the senator had been intending to kill himself, the empress, and the Empire of the Isles' House of Commons with a massive bomb! It looks like Sunflower had decided to keep that act of terrorism from happening."

Rarity nodded her head as well. "Yes. And when did this event happen? About twenty years ago? Well, I think it is very obvious then: Sunflower was just recently active, not vanished like the Inquisitor Blue eons ago."

Discord straightened up. He then flashed out and then back into existence quickly, replacing his Fleet Admiral's vest for a neat suit and tie with a shiny black bowler hat. He winked at his comrades.

"Right, NOW let's do some investigating, shall we?"

Twilight's face paled. "But… but I won' fit in! They don't have colorful, talking ponies here, do they?"

Flaming Star chuckled. "No, but after the reign of Emily Kaldwin, the Paradox made this place a small interdimensional trading post. So, the people of Dunwall have seen their fair share of strange creatures. And besides, I have no intention of transforming ever again, so if they don't like having colorful talking ponies about, they will have to deal with all of us. Isn't that right, Rarity?

Rarity actually looked a little disappointed. She had initially been planning to transform into a human, but now…

"Er… yes…" she sighed, "Yes. Well? Let's go!"

Discord nodded his head as he pushed his bowler hat at a jaunty angle. "Right! Let's go!"

The group of four began to set off into the massive city of Dunwall in the direction of the tower where the traitorous senator had met his end.

As they strolled through the cobbled street, most people going about ignored them. There were a couple startled or interested glanced tossed their way, but nothing too extreme. A couple of frolicking children even complemented Rarity on her mane.

Discord looked like he was enjoying himself a lot.

"Do any of you remember the things I said about the Dishonored dimension previously?" chortled Discord, "well, if you do, I take it all back. Last time I was here was when this land was enveloped in a power struggle after the last Empress of Dunwall, Jessamine, was killed. Ugh, it was a terrible place. But, fortunately, it seems this one timeline of the Dishonored dimension got it all right in the end. I mean, look at how clean everything is!"

At that moment, the group turned the corner to face the tower. It was part of a larger complex, obviously designed for housing royalty and other high-ranking officials. Unfortunately, it was heavily guarded. An armored soldier at the gate to the place immediately stopped them before they got even close to the front of the place.

"Halt!" the guard said sharply, "What is your business here?"

Discord motioned for the rest of the group to stand down as he declared, dramatically, "I am Discordious. My compatriots and I wish to see that tall tower. We hear it is the tallest in all of Dunwall. Are my sources accurate?"

The guard did not answer. Instead he simply sighed. "Tourists. I am sorry, you four, but I cannot let you up to sightsee. It is for VIPs only."

Discord's grin did not falter. "Did I say we were tourists? I did not. We are here because we wish to investigate a death that was caused in that very tower twenty years ago. The investigation was called off because it was too outlandish, and because the deceased was a traitor to the Empire. Now will you let us in?"

The guard did not bat an eyelash. "Wonderful story. Now please leave before I have all of you arrested for loitering."

Discord's grin still did not falter. "Very well. But do not expect Dunwall to get any more of MY tourist money!"

With that, the group moved off a ways until they were out of earshot of any of the guards protecting the complex.

"What now?" asked Twilight innocently, "Do we go home?"

"The very idea!" exclaimed Rarity indignantly, "We do NOT go home! Doxia would never have given up. Discord, I have an idea!"

Discord's face was the picture of mock surprise. "An idea? Why, how is that ever possible?"

Rarity ignored the jab and continued, "Discord, I want you to distract the guard. Get him to turn his head away from the rest of us for just a moment. Then, when that happens, I will cloak us in invisibility. Then, Flaming Star, I want you to fly us up to the tower. We can get through a window or something."

Discord clapped his hand. "An excellent idea if I've ever heard one, which, by the way, I have. I will do my part right now."

With that, Discord strolled over to the now exasperated guard to talk to him once more. Now claiming that his sources were telling him that the bedchambers of the Empress were taller than this complex's top tower, he got the guard to bend over to inspect a map of Candyland that he had conjured up. In a flash, Rarity had cloaked the group, and Flaming Star began to levitate the three through the air.

Discord glanced up, and, seeing that his part of the mission was complete, dropped his map and exclaimed, "By my auntie's apron strings! The rest of my group left me!"

"I wonder why?" muttered the guard sarcastically as Discord ran off in an exaggerated manner. Shaking his head, the guard then went back to his post. Little did he know, however, that three beings had just passed over the gates unseen.

Twilight let out a little gasp as they continued to rise higher and higher through the air, approaching the spire. Flaming Star glanced over at Twilight and asked, "Are you okay? You've flown countless times before."

Twilight glanced at her wings before answering. "Of course. But… I've never flown THIS high, before."

Rarity peered out of the photon-reflecting energy shield she had cast and said, "Hmmm… yes. The air is quite thin up here. I would not doubt that this could possibly be the highest even Rainbow Dash has flown."

Flaming Star grinned. "Oh no. She and I have flown way higher during a couple of our races. Trust me."

At that moment, they arrived at the window of the top tower. Quickly Flaming Star scoped out the interior using X-ray vision. Then, with the slightest gesture, he teleported them all inside.

"You know," said Twilight as they began to trot about the room, "It just occurred to me that it HAS been over twenty years since the assassination. What forensics has not cleaned up, time most certainly has."

"Right you are, my incredibly intelligent wife," said Flaming Star looking about carefully, "But some energy signatures never go away. All interdimensional weapons leave an Imagination Energy mark, no matter how faint. The signatures are not unique, and we will be unable to glean the current location of anyone using it, but it will confirm for sure that our theories are true about an Inquisitor carrying out the assassination."

A second later, Rarity cried out in exhilaration, "There! I've found it!"

Twilight and Flaming Star turned to look at Rarity, who was pointing a hoof at the window. "There's a faint signature in the shape of a bullet hole right there!"

Flaming Star opened up a holographic scanner interface to let Twilight take a look. After a moment of inspection, Twilight nodded. "If this thing shows correctly, then we have found the last place an Inquisitor was spotted performing a mission. Well done, Rarity."

Rarity smiled in a very lady-like manner. "Why thank you, dear."

Abruptly Flaming Star held up a hoof. "Wait! I hear something!"

The trio quieted down. Faintly, they could hear voices coming up the stairwell.

"Are you sure I heard a shout?"

"I'm positive!"

"But how is that possible? We were guarding the stairwell the whole time!"

"More like you were sleeping. But, anyway, we are about to find out how it is possible. Come on!"

Flaming Star glanced at Rarity angrily. "A shout?" he said grumpily.

Rarity grinned sheepishly. "Heheh… So sorry."

Flaming Star shook his head. "We have no time to get out. Rarity, activate an invisibility bubble."

Rarity shook her head frantically, "I cannot! We are in too close of a proximity to objects. The bubble's radius would end up half-cloaking several objects! We have to cloak ourselves! But wait… we cannot! We have Twilight. Quick… how about a joint skin-tight invisibility web?"

"We can't do that either," snapped Flaming Star, "We don't have the time to scan and calculate all of our body surface areas. Rarity… quick! Cloak yourself!"

Pupils the size of pinholes, Rarity mentally fumbled with her invisibility abilities. In an instant she was gone. With that, Flaming Star transformed into a couch.

Twilight, realizing what Flaming Star had in mind, quickly dove behind it and hid from view. Less than a second later, two guards entered the room.

They stood about for a moment, looking about.

"See?" snapped one, "I TOLD you there was nothing. It was your imagination."

"But you were asleep in the first place, so you weren't conscious enough to hear it as well!" protested the other.

"Well, I didn't either way, so let's get back to our posts," retorted the first grumpily.

"Hey! Look at that couch! It looks amazing!" exclaimed the second suddenly, pointing enthusiastically towards the shape-shifted Flaming Star.

The first glanced at the couch in exasperation, but the moment he laid eyes on it, he said, "Wow. That IS a nice couch."

The second looked about, almost tentatively. "Do you think we would get in trouble if we sat down on it for a moment?"

The first roughly shoved the other. "Of COURSE we would get in trouble. Come on, let's go."

The second sighed in resignation, and the two guards went back down stairs.

Almost three whole minutes had passed before Rarity, Flaming Star, or Twilight dared to move. But, finally, Rarity uncloaked and Flaming Star returned to looking like a pony.

Twilight grinned as she nuzzled Flaming Star affectionately. "See? You look good even as a couch."

Flaming Star blushed a little. Then he said, out of the side of his mouth, "For the love of God, please do not tell Discord, Rainbow Dash, or Sunset Shadow about this."

Rarity winked. "You can count on me, Flaming Star. Now, shall we be going?"

Flaming Star nodded. "We can. Now that I have an image of our initial starting point in my head, I can quickly teleport ourselves down there to Discord without further ado."

With that, Flaming Star opened up a portal to an alleyway. The group hopped through. As the portal closed behind them with a small "pop," Flaming Star beckoned Twilight and Rarity to follow him. The quickly trotted down the alley, turned two corners, and found themselves at the front gate of the complex once more.

At the gate was Discord. He was playing Gin Rummy with the guard that they had met from earlier.

Discord looked up and spotted Flaming Star and the rest. The moment he noticed them, he said to the guard, "Oh bother! It seems the rest of my group has 'found' me. I suppose I shall be going now."

The guard actually looked a little disappointed. But he nodded, got up, shook hands with Discord, and returned to his posts. Discord winked at him and then turned to his team, grinning even more than when the whole fiasco had started.

Flaming Star blinked in surprise. "You actually got a gate soldier to play a card game with you? Incredible."

Discord bowed. "I know. I am incredible. So, what do you all have for me?"

Rarity nodded her head to Twilight, who said, "We found Imagination Energy signatures unique to interdimensional weapons. An Inquisitor killed that corrupt senator for sure."

Discord stroked his beard for a moment before saying, "Good. We are most certainly on the right track now. Now let's go to the one east bay lighthouse. That is most probably where our mysterious Inquisitor took the shot."

Rarity bobbed her head. "It is indeed. I was able to look at the Imagination Energy scatter effect. The trajectory most certainly came from that direction."

Flaming Star glanced at Rarity in shock. "How did you know to check that?"

Rarity smiled sweetly. "Let's just say Doxia and I've spent some extra 'quality time' on the field. I know quite a few things now."

Flaming Star decided it was best not to ask further and instead said, "Okay. We have our next course of action clear."

Discord struck a dramatic pose. "It is indeed! Off to the lighthouse!"

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