Erika stood proudly on the stage. She had finally done it. She had finally earned entry into the PMD corps. But not only was she on the verge of being an official PMD, she was the youngest to date, at only a hundred years old. The youngest ever before her was three hundred. The absolute best part of this however, was that her father was the one accepting her into the corps.

"Erika Gefallen." Ezekiel spoke solemnly, but practically glowed with pride at his daughter's accomplishment. "Your power has been seen as unstoppable, your experience is unquestionable, your drive to serve Atlantis and protect her citizens, undeniable. You have been marked as a worthy candidate for the PMD corps. Do you accept?"

Erika felt there was only one answer any true Atlantean could possibly make. "I accept." She was glad she was wearing her armor, so no one could see the solitary tear of joy leak from her eye.

"Then I, Ezekiel Gefallen Gott Morder, first Emperor of Atlantis, do hereby name you a PMD Mage!" Ezekiel shouted grandly. "Take this as a sign of your accomplishments."

Erika bowed, as her father placed a black medallion over her neck. The medallion had a pink diamond embedded in the middle, between the 'legs' of the iconic, dark pink lambda symbol of Atlantis. Underneath the diamond and symbol, was three silver letters, PMD.

Erika turned and strode proudly to the front of the stage. Before her was a vast crowd of cheering ponies, now Atlantean citizens. She had fulfilled the oath she had made to herself over fifty years ago. Taking advantage of her name, she had lead a liberation fleet to her home world, hidden in the depths of space, and freed her race from the shackles of the cruel nobility. Ever since then, she had seen to it herself that her world and people were uplifted and developed to become a productive member of the Empire. And she was loved for it.

And now…

Now she was on the surface of a world in its death throes. The planet itself was one of the few worlds that had developed naturally to be able to sustain life, and was the center of an enemy alien empire. The people had since fallen to Atlantean magic and gun, but there was one force on the world that would not surrender. The race's pantheon of gods had arisen to do what their own creations could not.

An entire regiment of Field Mages, with air and orbital support, fought long and hard against the enraged alien gods. They had succeeded in killing and crippling a majority of them, but these particular gods had proven themselves tougher than most. Finally, command had had enough with these divine beings and their petulant temper tantrum and called in a PMD, namely Erika herself.

She was in the thick of it with the last twelve gods. Missed strikes from her hooves caused great rents in the ground so deep she could see magma, and errant spark bolts erased vast swathes of land from existence. This was what it meant to be a PMD, to be only called upon when the Empire faced the unholy and divine alike, to be the very center and cause of the storm, to possess the strength to shatter entire worlds with your hands alone, to be Atlantis' weapon of death and mass destruction. To be a Person of Mass Destruction.

During a lull in the battle, Erika took the opportunity to examine her foes. The twelve froglike gods of a now defeated amphibian race stood seemingly unbowed and unaffected by her power. Erika however was not fooled; she could see the little signs of fatigue setting in. The little wounds that were not healing instantly, the way they didn't quite hold themselves in that self-righteous, arrogant manner anymore. And she could hear, rather than see, the fatal weakness; seven of them were wheezing ever so slightly.

Erika immediately moved to strike, the very speed of which caused a deafening boom as she broke the sound barrier instantly. Five of the gods leapt away and out of harm's way, the other seven however did not. Erika rapidly zigzagged between each god, spearing them all through the chest as they struggled to move out of the way. The seven gods warbled in pain, and clutched at the gaping wounds in their chests.

Then they each released a reverberating roar of agony, as their very beings began to collapse. The wounded gods exploded as one into starbursts of divine energy, the ensuing explosions vaporized vast tracts of land around and beneath them.

Now floating in the air, Erika retracted her helmet and let a satisfied smile grace her features, and she lowered the magical shield she had created to protect herself. After taking a look at the massive bowl the deaths of the gods had created in the ground, she smirked mockingly at the remaining five. They roared in indigent rage and frustration, and warbled battle cries in their language as they abandoned all pretense of a battle plan. Facing the five charging gods, Erika could only smile smugly.

The first to reach her swiped at her with its webbed hand, which she easily ducked. Now overextended, the god was open to attack, which Erika did by head-butting it in the stomach. With the added benefit of goring it on her horn, Erika began channeling magic, and released a spark bolt inside her opponent, sending him flying into the sky. Roaring in pain, the god rose ever higher until he exploded in a starburst.

Erika was already on the second one, which charged at her with its fists above its head, intending to smash her into the ground far below. Erika dashed forward and shot up between its arms as they descended, the god had enough time to look up at her, as she released a massive violet lightning bolt from her mouth and vaporized its head. The headless corpse floated for a moment, before falling to the ground and exploding midair.

Unheeding the violent deaths of their fellows, two more charged her at the same time, intending to catch her between their strikes. Erika made use of her far smaller frame and darted between each strike. The two gods' fury grew as they missed their prey more and more, inadvertently hitting each other more and more often. Finally, with matching snarls of blind rage, they lashed out with all their might and promptly missed their target and struck each other in the throat. They grasped at their throats and began to choke, as their divine power struggled to repair the crushed windpipes. Erika took advantage of this by darting around one and charging headfirst into its back, smashing it into the other. She kept going for a second, before doing a front flip and spiking the two gods like a volleyball with her back legs, propelling them into the ground. Erika's form became incandescent with violet sparks, before releasing dozens upon dozens of them into the crater the two had made.

Erika stared with grim satisfaction as the crater blew up in a familiar explosion, before a shadow fell over her. Erika turned fast enough to catch the two webbed fists from the final god with her hooves. They struggled for moment before chains of violet electricity appeared from Erika's forelegs, and wrapped themselves around the god's arms, eliciting a snarl of pain. The final god tried to release its self from the magical chains, as it noticed Erika building up a large spark bolt… it failed. Erika was left holding two dismembered arms as the god was treated to a ride via spark bolt. In the distance, Erika saw an explosion, but it wasn't a starburst one signifying the god's death.

Erika found the god barely alive on the devastated landscape. Its weakened divine powers struggled in vainly to repair the damage and regrow its arms. Erika landed next to it and raised one of her hooves above its head.

"C-curse you…" It warbled in its language. "… Fucking ATLANTEAN!"

Her hoof descended with a squelch. Erika allowed the inevitable explosion to wash over her, and burn away all the filth on her. Now feeling much cleaner, she turned to her father who had been watching from a distance the entire time.

He could have helped at any time, but he didn't. He knew she was strong enough to handle this on her own. Erika retracted her armor until it was only a cuirass, and gave a massive smile at her father who eagerly returned it.

"Daddy!" She yelled and leapt at him, forelegs outstretched to wrap him in a hug. Erika had decided to screw protocol; she was practically at the top of the command food chain, and if anyone had a problem with it, they could kiss here purple tailed ass.

Ezekiel gave an amused laugh and opened his arms to catch her. Just as they made contact with each other, the world began to flash red and an alarm blared over the devastated landscape.

Erika's eyes snapped open as she awoke from what she considered one of the best dreams she ever had. The lights in her room were on, and flashing red as an alarm continued to blare. She shot out of her bed and donned her armor, she waited impatiently for it to shift and cover her completely, before dashing out the door.

Naval Mages and support golems filled the halls as they ran for their stations. Erika decided to get to the bottom of the situation.

"You there, stop!" She called out to a passing Naval Mage.

"Yes, Ma'am?"

"Do you know what is going on?" Erika asked him "What is the reason for the alarm? Are we being attacked?"

"No, Ma'am." The Naval Mage answered. "The captain got a message from Emperor Ezekiel himself, stating he wished the ship to return to the capital as fast as possible. The Captain immediately ordered all on world squads to return to the ship and abandon our Terror Mission."

"Thank you for telling me Ensign." She said, after taking a glance at the mage's shoulder. "Off to your duties."

"Yes, Ma'am."

As she made her way to the high-speed transit, Erika thought about why her father had ordered the ship to return to the home system. Maybe it was because someone told him about the prisoners being the same species as her? While Erika considered that an important discovery personally, she could not think of a reason why it would be important for the whole Empire. There had to be a greater reason for cancelling their mission and calling them.

'In the end, it doesn't matter though.'[/i] Erika thought to herself. [i]'The Emperor calls and as loyal Warmages, we obey.'

Arriving at the transit station, Erika took a train heading to the core sectors of the ship. Unlike before when she took the transit, it was full of crewmembers getting to their stations this time. While waiting for the train to arrive at their destinations, the crewmembers were excitedly discussing why the Emperor called for the ship.

"I heard one of the squads on the ground found something important." Erika heard one say.

"Really, what was it?" Asked another.

"No, what I heard was they recovered something from a noble's ship they shot down." One interrupted

"Hmmm… don't you think it might have something to do with prisoners we took on recently?"

"You think so Ben?"

"Must you call me that, Lieutenant Maya?" Ben asked. "It's informal enough that you don't bother with your superior's rank. The least you could do is call me Benjamin."

"Only with you Ben." Maya giggled. "Only with you."

Benjamin gave an exasperated sigh.

The ride was relatively short, and soon Erika was stepping on to the platform and making her way to the bridge at the heart of the ship. In a short amount of time, Erika arrived at, and entered, the bridge.

Most people think of the front of the ship when they think of the bridge. However, that just makes a rather discomforting weak point for the ship's commander, as well as allowing a bomber's trench run fantasies. Unless it's a fighter or a small bomber, a ship's bridge will always be at its center, safely behind bulkheads and plating rated for short star immersion and planetoids impacts. The Melody's bridge was pretty ran of the mill; large and circular with holograms depicting the surroundings, and was as busy as a beehive with rings and rings of computer consoles.

As Erika navigated the small maze of computer consoles to reach Captain Alexandria at the center, she noticed something odd. The five mares she had taken prisoner were there, and not in a holding cell. They were wearing the standard issue clothes, modified to fit them, and looked to be very nervous while examining every little thing that beeped and flashed or otherwise made noise. Erika made a note to ask about why they were on the bridge later, after she asked Captain Alexandria about her father.

"Ahh, Sparkly." Alexandria greeted Erika. "Just in time, I was about to order the jump."

"Captain, I just came by to ask if you knew why the Emperor summoned us."

"Emperor Ezekiel has asked me to bring them to him." Alexandria pointed to the fives ponies nearby. "He did not state why, and I did not bother to ask."

Erika began to think about this. What was so important that her father would have a mission canceled? Did the interrogation procedure discover something important? It could also be that she was just over thinking this, as she tended to do that, and her father was simply happy that she had finally found her race. All further thoughts on the matter were interrupted by the arrival of one of the ship's Apothecaries, and the noble she brought on board.

The Apothecary wore a pristine white uniform, with a blue caduceus emblazoned on the chest, and had brown eyes with short black hair. He was supporting a very exhausted looking Alicorn. It appeared that the Sun Princess' restraint had been replaced with a sleeker looking one with four white crystals on the front, and one large one on the back. Celestia herself looked horrible, her wings were extended and dragged lazily on the floor, she seemed to stumble every other step, and she had bags under her eyes and kept her head low to the ground, like she couldn't keep it up all the way.

They slowly made their way through the consoles to reach the center, where Erika and Alexandria were, Celestia being supported by the Apothecary the entire way. When they reached the center, the Apothecary led Celestia to her ponies and then walked to Erika and Alexandria.

"Sub-Lieutenant Jason." Erika greeted.

"Ma'am." Jason Saluted.

"I noticed that noble has one of the more powerful models restraining her now." Erika stated. "I was wondering what the reason for that was."

"You see ma'am." Jason started. "Operative Daniel ordered me to replace her MSR with a more powerful model immediately after he completed his interrogation. In actuality, I was going to do that anyways since the capacitor on the one she was wearing was rapidly wearing out. I asked the Operative about this, but he told me it was of no concern. Personally ma'am, I am still a little worried, you do know just how much it takes to even begin burning out the average MSR right?"

"Indeed." Erika replied looking over to Celestia with narrowed eyes.

"H-hello my little ponies…" Celestia said, so tired she simply lay down on the floor. "I… I hope you all are alright."

"Oh my!" Rarity exclaimed.

"Princess!" Fluttershy darted to Celestia's side and began rubbing her back. "You look horrible! They… they didn't hurt you did they?"

"No they did not hurt me in any way." Celestia reassured them. "I just feel so tired and weak…"

"Yeah join the club." Dash muttered angrily as she tried to make her wings do more than weakly flutter.

"Dash!" Applejack said reproachfully and raised a leg to give her a whack, only to stumble and fall onto Rainbow Dash instead.

"Even when I was a filly, I was never this helpless." Celestia continued to Rarity and Fluttershy, as Applejack and Rainbow Dash were busy fighting and Pinkie was off badgering a technician with random questions. "I can still feel my power, but it's like it's so far away and behind so many walls…"

Erika stared, amused at the scene of Rainbow Dash and Applejack wrestling with each other on the ground. As fun as it was to watch the two argue and fight each other, they were still civilians on the bridge, causing a disturbance. But that wasn't her jurisdiction, so she resolved to just ask the Captain why they were on the bridge.

"Captain, why are the prisoners here and not in the holding cells?" She asked.

"When the Emperor asked me to bring them to him, he said to keep them close and protected." Captain Alexandria replied. "So I'm keeping them with me until we get to Atlantis."

"And how long will that take Captain?"

"The engines and power cores will be pushed to the breaking point." Captain Alexandria stated. "The Emperor called for us personally, and we will get there as quickly as possible. It should take us about three hours to arrive on the outskirts of the home system."

-Sol system roughly three hours later-

The lights in the hangar bay flickered and died as the ship's main power cores went into emergency shutdown, nearly burned out from the rapid trip. They turned back on a moment later with a hum, as the backup generators activated.

Erika, with her armor retracted to a cuirass, Captain Alexandria, and the six ponies turned prisoners were in the cavernous hangar bays of the Melody. While the engineering crews had been pushing the ship to the limit, they had moved there to be picked up by a ship from the Gefallen Family Compound.

"They should be here any minute now." Alexandria stated.

Celestia approached the two Atlantean officers.

"Excuse me? Erika, right? I just wanted to…"

"Do not speak to me noble!" Erika growled. "It's enough I didn't execute you, now I have to talk to you? No, just stand over there with the other prisoners."

Celestia got a hurt look in her eye and frowned sadly. Obeying the order, she turned back and stumbled her way to the other ponies. Erika frowned in distaste as she watched this.

"Why do my species have to be so cute looking?" She muttered darkly. "I don't need to feel bad for doing my duty."

Captain Alexandria hummed in agreement.

After several minutes of awkward silence, a ship entered the hangar's atmospheric barrier. It was easily a hundred feet long and fifty at its tallest point. The ships overall shape and decoration made it appear to have a sort of shell like surface similar to a lobster, albeit, a lobster missing its arms and coated entirely in polished bronze.

As the ship lowered to the floor, several 'legs' opened up from somewhere underneath, adding to its crustacean appearance. Part of the ship's side opened up, allowing a ramp to lower onto the floor. Out walked a man in an immaculate suit, with long silvery hair tied into a ponytail. As he approached, one defining feature other than his hair became clear, his long pointed ears.

"Greetings and salutations, I am Adam, the Gefallen family's head butler!" He said with cheer before turning to Erika. "Ahh, the young Madame Erika. It has been too long since your last visit! Everyone will so glad to see you again."

Adam walked forward, past the two officers and approached the ponies, namely Celestia.

"And you must be the noble, Princess Celestia." He said with a charming smile. "Ezekiel is most eager to meet your acquaintance. Come along now! Mustn't keep him waiting, everyone follow me!"

Celestia didn't know what to make of that. However from what she experienced of these creatures so far, she didn't think it was a good thing. This unease was reinforced, and she was stunned momentarily, when she saw utterly murderous hate in Erika's eyes, but she quickly followed the long eared creature into the ship.

Erika had known the noble she captured was obviously of the ruling class of her people. However, she did not know the noble was actual Royalty, the people who made the rules that the 'lesser' nobles followed. Had she known this particular fact, the noble may not have survived their first meeting, or at the very least would have lost a few limbs.

Erika ground her teeth in irritation at the fact she couldn't exactly touch the Princess, now that her father wanted her and her entourage unharmed when he met them. She simply hoped this situation would not last past the meeting, and followed the ponies onto the ship.

"Thank you for bringing them in such a timely manner, Captain Alexandria." Adam called from the top of the ramp. "I will personally make sure your ship is refitted as quickly as possible so you can be redeployed."

"We live to serve." Alexandria saluted the elven servant and began walking back to her bridge.

The ship was a civilian model, and thus catered to people who preferred to travel in comfort rather than do without, like Warmages. Silken seats stuffed with Egyptian cotton, a large clear section of wall for a massive holo-screen projection, stained oak tables with marble tops, and so much more.

The ponies, despite not knowing the fact, could see the interior of this ship was very luxurious compared to the far larger Melody. They wanted to linger a bit and explore their new surroundings, but Erika stood at the other end of the room beside the door their elven escort just entered, waving them over impatiently. Not wanting to anger their old friend now turned volatile stranger, they quickly followed.

They entered a long half-cylinder hallway with many side doors, and a set of double doors at the far end opposite them. They quickly caught up to their escort who was a quarter of the way through the hall. As they made their way to the double doors, the ponies turning their heads this way and that to catch glimpses of foreign sights through open doors. Most of them anyway, Celestia was too busy focusing on keeping up, with Rainbow and Fluttershy supporting her, to sate any curiosity she might have had.

The room behind the double doors was the cockpit of the ship. It had furnishings just as grand and expensive looking as the first room they entered, and if anything, the pilot's seat looked overstuffed. Adam hung his coat on the back of the seat and waved both his hands in front of him. Immediately, the hologram controls for the ship appeared, and Adam pressed a button.

Another hologram appeared, this time a golem rather than controls of any kind. It had the same bronze colored armor and helmet as the Murmilo patterned ones, but had a crest of red fibers instead of solid metal, and a crimson cape clasped over its shoulder.

"Heeeeey, Adam how's it hanging buddy?" Its partially synthesized, masculine voice rang out. "Did ya see the game last night? MLG tournament final rounds! Team Mini-Boss had it in the bag!"

"Yes I did see the game last night Taylor." Adam said to his AI friend. "Listen I'm on business right now, could you set a course back to the Gefallen Family Compound for me?"

"Sallright, I know how bad you are at flying AND navigating." Taylor replied. "Seriously though, how could anyone be bad at navigating? It's practically just point and click. I've played RTS' that were more complicated than that."

"…Taylor, you left the screen open… again." Adam coughed, looking embarrassed at his failing being revealed in front of strangers. The conversion was in Atlantean however, so he needn't have bothered, as the ponies couldn't understand a word.

"Oh, my bad." With that, the screen disappeared and the ship began moving.

Soon the ship was sailing through the black sea that was space, and the ponies were presented with quite the sight. At the speed they were going, most small things streaked past, but the sure amount of 'streaks' in the home system was staggering. Then there were the things that were big enough to be seen somewhat clearly. Massive battleships, miles long, as sleek as a shark, and bearing an uncountable amount of guns, defense satellites that were as big as planetoids, and immense blurs of what could only be entire fleets of ships swam past the windows of the cockpit for the stunned ponies to see.

Before long, the ship began to slow and everyone was treated with the image of Atlantis. It was blanketed with a suffocating cloud of ships and space stations. The visible night side twinkled like an overloaded Christmas tree in danger of bursting into flames. Massive lanes of civilian ships extended out from thousands of points on the planet, before being allowed to fly their own paths. For the members of a race that hadn't left their own planet's surface, beyond the odd lunar banishment, Atlantis was a breath taking sight to behold.

Their destination was not the planet itself however. The ship headed for a small, in relative to everything else, sphere of clouds in orbit over the day side of the planet, and soon enough, the ship had plunged through the clouds and come through to the other side.

Erika stared in contentment at the sight of the compound, her home since she had been found in one of its large gardens forty five years ago. It had not changed one bit, its thick spires still soared high into the air, its interior walls were still purposefully overgrown with plants, the waterfalls from the central spire flowed as they always did, and the compound itself floated as massively as it always had. The large finned blimp like ship with a message board on the side was new though.

The large ship orbited the compound slowly with its message board flashing short sentences. 'Stop the Harlen massacres!' was one 'Outsiders are people too!' was another, and 'Warmages are supposed to be soldiers, not terrorists!' was the final one before they looped.

Erika sighed at this. Once when she was little, she had asked her father why some people would appear around their home in those ships and start making messages like that. He said it was because they had the right to free speech. Even though they had the right, Erika wished civilians would keep their noses out of military affairs. They didn't take in the whole picture most of the time, and they often only focused on what the Empire was doing, rather than what the other guy was doing as well. Overall, she thought they shouldn't go looking for these things if they were going to be so uselessly upset over them.

As their ship aimed to land in a large courtyard, the ponies stared, entranced by the large ship despite not comprehending its message.

The group of six ponies and two Atlanteans left the ship once it landed. The six ponies looked all around them, amazed by the sure size of the structure they were on now. Celestia always thought of her palace as beautiful and a symbol of pony engineering, but there just no comparison to this. The five mares were equally astounded, as there was just nothing that was ever built by their kind that could approach this mega-structure.

"Ahem!" Erika was really getting annoyed with these six. Couldn't they walk five feet without staring stupidly at inane things? "If you are done gawking at some walls, we could go see the Emperor now."

Soon the group found themselves standing before a massive set of doors that towered just as high as the spires in Celestia's castle. With a surprising amount of speed and lack of noise, the doors swung forward, allowing them entry into the Gefallen Family Compound.

The hall was just as massive as everything else. Judging by the number of balconies they could see, the ponies guessed that there were ten floors lined along this particular hall. Arches stretched into the distant ceiling, providing support for the massive superstructure. Large chandeliers hung precariously by single large chains, somehow providing enough light for the entire hall.

The servant leading them suddenly stopped. The ponies wondered what was going on, until a creature like the others they'd met appeared from a side passage. He wore a black cloak and clothes, along with a pink silk scarf hiding the lower half of his ashen features.

"Father." Erika beamed at him for a brief moment before schooling her features. "Emperor Ezekiel, you asked for the prisoners I took, and I have brought them with the help of the Sadistic Melody's Captain."

Ezekiel's eyes became alight with amusement at his daughter's formal tone. He stepped forward until he stood in front of her. Then he reached down and placed a hand on her head.

"You have been away from home for too long…" Erika could practically see the smirk behind his scarf. "My little Erika."

Erika blushed, both in embarrassment and indignity at being called her pet title in front of present company. She was forty five years old and her father still thought of her as his little girl. She sighed, wondering if he was ever going to stop calling her that.

'Are you going to stop being my daughter?' Ezekiel projected into her thoughts.

'So, never huh?' Erika projected back.

'Indeed.'

With that, Ezekiel walked past Erika towards the six ponies. He stopped a few feet away from them and crossed his arms and stared at them.

Upon meeting his pink gaze, Celestia immediately decided she did not like it. His eyes had hidden depths far deeper than any ocean as they studied and calculated. She felt like her entire being was laid out before him, to dissect and judge as he saw fit, like there was nothing she could hide from him should he wish to find it. It… it was like her own stare in so many ways. Suddenly he smiled.

"As you might know I am Ezekiel Gefallen, Emperor of Atlantis." He then glanced at their restraints and gestured at Adam. "Those are no longer necessary."

Adam nodded and snapped his fingers, and six elven maids and butlers appeared out of the side passages and began to remove the machines from the ponies. At this Erika ran up Ezekiel.

"Are you sure this is a good idea father?" Erika asked, feeling that formality in her own home was pushing it. "They are in our home after all."

"Exactly Erika, they are in the Gefallen Family Compound." Ezekiel replied with a smile. "Any violence they might commit would not last long, and neither would they if they committed to such an action."

Erika knew that, but it was just the principle of the matter. You just did not let strangers that were pretty much your enemies wander around your house without some form of control over them. However, the threat of immediate and brutal punishment would have to do.

Their jobs done, the elves took the restraints and left into the side passages. The six ponies who had been wearing them immediately began to enjoy being free again.

Rainbow Dash began to fly about the hall, doing loop de loops and whooping as she went, while Fluttershy just hovered about in the air, glad to be able to fly again. Rarity smiled as she manipulated a nearby vase with her returned magic. Pinkie Pie began to prance and dance about as her boundless energy returned, and Applejack seemed to match her in hyperactive energy. The only one who did not visibly react to the removal of the restraining machines was Celestia herself.

Celestia was glad to be rid of the device to be sure, but as she stretched out her wings and legs, she couldn't help but wonder what the reason behind this was. Obviously, they were utterly helpless with the machines on and would not be able to cause any mischief, especially Celestia. There had to a deeper reason behind this, there had to be!

Deciding he wasn't a bad whatever he was, Pinkie bounded forward and presented her hoof to Ezekiel.

"HI! I'm Pinkie Pie!" She introduced herself happily. "And I like parties!"

Chuckling in amusement, Ezekiel went down onto one knee and grasped the pink pony's hoof.

"Ezekiel Gefallen Gott Morder." He introduced himself with equal enthusiasm. "And I love my family."

"Ohhh, do you have any foals?" Pinkie asked excitedly.

"We don't call them foals, but yes I do." Ezekiel replied. "About three older ones walking and talking, recently got a pair of twins as well."

"Can I see them? Can I, can I, please!"

"Heh heh heh, absolutely why not?" Ezekiel laughed. "You should introduce yourself to the help to be polite though."

Ezekiel pointed behind him to the six servants who had returned and now stood beside Adam. Nodding happily, Pinkie bounded towards them and began introducing herself and asking them if they like parties. Ezekiel turned around to watch her antics with amusement before speaking aloud.

"That is quite the unique subject you have there, Princess Celestia." He said to the Alicorn. "Yes, I can see despite the fact you are a noble, these ponies of yours stand easily beside you and revere you with love and respect, which you did not ask for and neither do you take for granted or abuse. That is very rare for a noble and even rarer for a…"

Ezekiel turned his head back to look at Celestia out of the corner of his eyes.

"…God." He finished, pink pupils shining out of the shadow of his hood.