Chapter Thirteen: Autumn Heat

Talon runs through the dark corridors, sweat dripping off of his neck and chest as he fights raggedly for breath, the air is hot and toxic. All around him for miles upon miles the landscape stretches out. Lava flows through massive rivers at the edges of the halls, they boil and bubble as if straining to contain some monstrosity within them. Through the chambers and down the tubes within the walls an endless nightmare of torment is hunting him. Each breath is intense as he continues to run, desperate for a way to escape the horror that tirelessly pursues him. He can hear her shrill demonic cackle echoing not far behind, another weapon in the demonic mare’s arsenal of fear, as if she were toying with him from the very deepest pit of hell.

Every step he takes echoes through the halls, the soles of his boots seem to be melting against the hot basalt and onyx ground within the keep. He runs as fast as he can, turning down corridors and opening orb rooms one after another. Talon’s mind is racing to find a means of escape, but all seems lost in the maze of fire and brimstone. As he rounds a corner he comes skidding to a stop and planting his heels before he slides into a massive ocean of molten rock and fire. Terror wells up inside him as he realizes that now he’s run out of places to move, very soon he’ll be at the mercy of his pursuer. Talon’s chest heaves with each breath as he take in the landscape of destruction around. Hope quickly leaves him as he feels the ground tremble, signaling the inevitable approach of the doom mare. He can hear her slow, rumbling steps over everything else, a dirge to his imminent destruction.

Swallowing hard, the pilot quickly turns around and runs back into the halls, moving with every last ounce of energy left within his aching legs in the vain hopes of finding another passage. The miserable conditions don’t help him, his vision is blurred by sweat and his skin feels as if he’s standing next to an atomic blast. His lungs are sore and burn with great intensity, every other muscle was on the verge of giving out altogether. The man feels his heartbeat pounding in his head, it seems to go in time with the only other sounds reaching his ears. The blood chilling laughter of the demonic mare perusing him mixes with the sound of crackling fire and bubbling lava. Out of panic he seems to have lost track of his pursuer, but this rapidly changes as he rounds corner and smacks head first into her barrel, the demonic alicorn knocking him back and to the ground.

The pilot hears a faint hissing emanating from his body, the palms of his hands and other exposed flesh burning from the contact against the hot ground. He quickly moves and pulls away, returning his gaze to her once more. His eyes widen with terror as he watches flames flicker within her maw. Her tongue slowly slips from within, dripping glowing red lava as she slowly licks her lips. Puffs of smoke escape her nostrils as she stalks towards the pilot, a look of murderous intent upon her face. Talon desperately tries to scoot away, his legs kicking with whatever pitiful strength they could muster in an attempt to some how escape. His hands grasp at the hot basalt ground, searching for anything he could use as a weapon or diversion, all he receives is a painful reminder that he’s reached his end. Slowly he turns his gaze back at the creature, the mare casts a piece of magmata spittle upon his leg, the droplets of molten rock sending shooting pain throughout his body, his mind screaming with absolute horror and agony.

His gaze flicks back to her as he screams in utter anguish, the mare lunges forward, bringing her maw inches from Talon’s face as she lowers her head. The man stares into her glowing crimson eyes with fear as they pierce his soul with promises of eternal torment and anguish. The mare hisses with contempt, quietly seething as she looked him over. "I shall rend your soul from your wretched helpless body, mortal...” The demon whispers out, her every word dripping with poison and hatred.

Without a single word more, the fire demon of Baol darts forward with her maw agape. The dagger like teeth find their mark in the human pilot’s throat. She takes him to the ground quickly, pinning his head against the basalt as her jaws begin to slowly close, her knives piercing his flesh effortlessly as she crushes the life from him. Blood filled gurgles of pain fill the depths of the keep, the sounds of his death as he loses his final breath in his screams.

Talon awakens with a start, his body covered with a clammy cold sweat. He can feel his heart pounding fast in his chest like he’d just run a marathon. Talon opens his eyes, the emerald orbs darting about rapidly, scanning the area. The sight that welcomes him is one of familiar comfort. Above and all around him are the quiet walls of the night princess’s chambers. As his breathing calms, comforting sounds reach his ears. A musical symphony of heaven, the slow, steady click-tick of the analog clock mixed masterfully with the soft rhythmic sounds of a mare breathing beside him. He turns his head and glances at the clock, but in his bleariness he fails to notice that it's well past the time he would normally be awakened by two very perfectly punctual precious fillies.

The drapes are drawn with only small, thin rays of light entering the dim room. He lets out a sigh of relief, knowing the nightmare to be nothing more than a painful memory. Rolling over and closing his eyes again, he drapes his arm over the alicorn mare in the bed, pulling her close in his embrace. Feeling slightly emboldened he finds himself compelled to give the mare’s rump a gentle squeeze, not bothering to open his eyes.

The mare smiles as she's held close, enjoying the contact. Not wanting to let this opportunity slip through her hooves, she snuggles herself closer to the man. She’d sensed the nightmare that haunted him. At first, she was simply going to banish the dream, but in her thoughts, she knew better. This was a demon that he had to slay. He had to find his own way and face his fears for the coming travesty ahead of him. If Talon didn't find the strength in himself she knew all too well the end that could be.

The alicorn can feel the man’s heartbeat slow and steady against her withers and spine. A slight shiver races down the length of her body, thoughts flooding her mind of the wonders of having a flesh and blood form could bring. She smiles to herself as she feels his grip around her tighten, already having to suppress her giggles at his earlier bold moves. Slowly, the mare turns over in the bed, slipping her foreleg under the pilot’s side, wrapping her other leg and wing around him in a tight embrace. The pilot murmurs something before resting his head on her neck, not really focusing on anything in general.

"Perhaps so Luminescence, but we shouldn't bother master. He requires his rest, and you have me now. There's no reason to awaken him when he is sleeping so peacefully." The voice of Nightie echoes in the hall, coming closer to the door. The mare’s eyes open, a small, mischievous grin upon her muzzle as she watches the door with interest, talon’s hand still in a rather compromising position, it’s owner near comatose with sleep.

"Nonsense, thou silly mare. Thou should know mine flame hath had all the rest he needs. Mine husband was never one for late mornings, now move thy flank and let me pass." Luna's voice speaks out now, the words becoming clearer as they near the door. That got the attention of Talon’s sleepy mind, it began the slow process of figuring out exactly why that was. "I hath mine husbands cup of coffee for him, and shalt see to it I'm the first he sees. Step aside." She growls out.

"I will not. The twins have all the care they need with us, and the maid. Pesky Squeak...or whatever her name is. You can give him that drink later. For now, we shouldn't awaken him. Let him be!" Nightmare moon counters. The sound of a swift bump against the door reaches the mare’s ears as she perks them forward. She doesn't notice the pilot awakening, hearing the voices just outside.

Talon groggily opens his eyes, pulling his head back slightly. He's crushed against the barrel of the alicorn again, feeling the warmth of her gentle feathered wings. He can feel her bare chest shifting slightly as she soundlessly giggles, confusion settling within his mind. 'Wait a minute...' He thinks, his nose catching the faint scent of fresh clean wind on a winters day. The fur against his skin seems to be different, more silken and softer than he's ever felt. The voices register in his mind, it finally clicking. An equation that simply went ‘Bedfellow + Not your wife = PANIC!’. And panic he does, letting out an extremely loud yelp before scrambling out of the bed, his mind was acting on base instinct.

“Holy-shit-what-the-fuck!?” He belts out as he land on the floor with a thud, causing a painful sensation to make itself known in his elbows. Hearing his cry, the mare’s outside the door quickly kick it open. Meanwhile, the mare in the bed is contently smiling to herself, pleased with the chaos unfolding around her.

"Mo...Mother?!" Luna whispers out as she scans the room for a threat, confusion growing stronger in her mind as she spots just who is present. "Mine flame, what is the meaning of this?!" The sounds of teeth grinding fill the room next, Nightmare Moon quickly growing angry. Luna drops the porcelain cup held within her telekinesis, its contents spilled as the cup shatters against the floor.

Talon blinks in confusion and finally pulls himself off the floor, just enough to turn his head and see who is in the bed. His eyes trace the two alicorn's standing at the foyer of the chambers, the sounds of hoof steps clacking against the marble floors of the hall now approaching quickly as well.

He stares at them for a moment, then sees Celestia come up behind the pair. "Good morning Talon, it's time for you to..." Her sing song voice drops off as she stares, her maw agape in surprise. "Wow...I knew you were into older mares, commander...But I can't say I'd have thought you'd go for our mom." She says with a confused grin. "Felt like adding another to your growing harem?"

Nightie seethes in anger as she stares at the sight, her nostrils flaring as her eyes narrow. "Morrigan...what are you doing?"

The cream colored goddess only giggles in response, her emerald orbs tracing the pilot’s face as he seemed to stare at her, almost as if the hamster had fallen off the wheel within his head. Her eyes lock onto his, Morrigan moving her muzzle closer to his face. Macha’s form flashes in his mind where the cream-colored alicorn now is, instantly freezing his mind and heart with absolute terror. "Grabby this morning, aren’t we? " She whispers in response, before planting a friendly lick upon his lips, and disappearing from the chambers in a flash of light.

Talons breath hitches in his chest as it dawns on him, he's left alone now with three now very irate alicorn's in the room, and absolutely no idea what's going on.

“Grabby this morning?!” The midnight alicorn shrieks out in a voice that easily could rival the banshee's cry, he could just about imagine her smacking a rolling pin in her hooves. "And just what was it thou grabbed?!" In all his tired confusion, his mind can only formulate a single word.

“Shit.” The pilot mutters, his head falling into his palm as he lets out a frustrated groan.This is not how he imagined waking up this morning.

Talon looks around the breakfast table slowly, his eyes tracing everything that's going on. This was anything but normal now, the room not filled with laughter and warmth, but feeling icy cold, filled with the sounds of strained, angered breathing, silverware clacking against plates subtly, and the sound of a newspaper crinkling as the pages are turned. His eyes fall upon Luna and Nightie, who are chewing their food quietly with looks of disgust and rage upon their muzzles.

Celestia quietly picks at her food, the silence of the room almost too much for her to bare. She remains in dumbfounded shock, her magenta orbs glancing up from her still full plate of food every few seconds, confused as to the events just an hour prior. Sitting across from her, and directly facing the pilot as she files her fore hoof with a file held in her soft, white magical aura, as well as reading the newsprint, was the crimson maned Goddess.

Morrigan appears bored as she reads her paper, her emerald orbs skimming through the various stories written by the Canterlot press, an occasional grunt escaping her maw while she files her hooves. The Goddess seems perfectly content and impassive at the moment, as if she either didn't care what had just occurred, or she enjoyed it.

Princess Cadence clears her throat, attempting to break the agonizing silence. "So...I take it you slept well, Talon? You were awake awfully late last night." She breathed out with a gentle smile. "Not that I blame you, the gala, the air show...you do so much here."

Nodding quietly, the pilot lets out a sigh of his own. "About as well as normal...save for this morning." He mutters, glancing at the pink alicorn. "Thanks again for helping with the twins yesterday. I'm grateful."

"Oh it was nothing!" Cadence chimes out. "I used to foal sit Twilight when I was younger, and I adore your fillies. I honestly do love foals. You're so lucky to have a family, really. You don't know what I would give to have foals of my own."

Pausing while chewing his breakfast, he thinks quietly for a moment, before swallowing the bite. "If you don't mind me asking, why don't you and Shining have foals yet? Just isn't the time?"

Twilight stops mid bite of her food, her breath hitching in her chest as she looks on at Cadence and the pilot. The room seemingly freezes for a moment, an uncomfortable silence overcoming the room. The pink alicorn clears her throat, then looks away. "Well...you could say that, Talon. It's...rather complicated."

Talon raises an eyebrow in confusion, not knowing what seems to be the problem. He can sense the tension that suddenly added to the already sullen and hostile atmosphere, seeming to darken the somber mood more of the morning meal. "I don't mind listening...if it's something I can help with. If it's about him watching sports so much, I could talk to him for you."

Nightie looks to Luna in confusion, then leans over, whispering in the smaller midnight alicorn's ear. "Luminescence...what in heofon is a sport?" Luna only raises her eyebrows, before folding back her ears in annoyance.

"I wish that's all it was..." Cadence mutters under her breath, picking at her food once more. With a heavy sigh, she shakes her head in sadness. "Since you and Luna were gone, I can't say I'd have expected you to hear anything about it, it's alright though...I'm working on the situation." Morrigan raises an eyebrow at her, then clears her throat, speaking with an almost unnatural tone.

“Well, I know a certain stallion who’s good at dealing with situations…” She trails off, Cadence shakes her head.

“I’ll figure it out on my own.” She says with a small sigh, then looks at Talon who sits quietly picking at his food. “So, I hear you’ve been quite the busy man. What’s the count up to? Three demi-goddesses and the creator of all life as we know it?”

“I only want to set an example.” Morrigan cuts in, her gaze falling on Nightie and Celestia. “Honestly, Celestia. You’re in a herd now? Still no lovely grand foals for me to spoil?” Talon had begun coughing as she spoke, nearly choking on a bite of his breakfast.

“Mother!” Luna and Celestia say in unison.

“Can we all just shut up and eat.” Cadence suddenly snaps. “Enough of this talk about foals and the act it takes to make them. Can’t we have a normal breakfast conversation for once!?” The room fell completely silent after that, save for Talon’s coughing. All those present went back to eating in silence for a few moments, Luna and Nightie fidgeting somewhat in their seats.

“Cadence.” Morrigan says, breaking the silence. “What seems to be the problem?”

“Yeah, what’s up?” Talon sits up, all eyes shift to the pink alicorn.

“Nothing!” Cadence snaps again, again there’s silence in the room.

“So, as I was saying Celly...” Morrigan begins. “What seems to have you shirking your duties as a herd mate?” Celestia sighs as she hears this, as does pretty much everyone else at the table. “You may groan and complain, but that does not change the fact you made a commitment to the herd.”

“Can you please shut up about commitment?” Cadence whispers under her breath, tears beginning to form and well up under her eyes. The pink alicorn of love's muzzle seemingly twisting with sadness and anger. The pilot glances at her, taking notice right away.

“Well, mother.” Celestia replies with a shrug. “I’ve got a country to run. You can’t expect the nobles to accept a sign on the throne room door that says ‘Gone rutting.’ do you?” Morrigan raises an eyebrow. “Then again, I suppose I could delegate that duty to someone else. What do you think? Could I delegate that to you?” Celestia chides with a heavy layer of sarcasm, wishing to get off of the subject quickly.

“Don’t answer that!” Luna, Nightie and Talon all say at once, each of them having abandoned their food to pay attention to the conversation at hand. Talon closely watches the verbal sparring as Nightie and Luna affix Morrigan with their own irritated eyes. Cadence is silently staring at her plate, idly moving her fork in her magic. Morrigan shrugs at all the heat she’s receiving and backs off a bit, Luna takes the opportunity to pick up her fork with her own magic field.

“I can somewhat understand, Celestia. You have Twilight to worry about.” Morrigan states, going back to her own food. “But what about you, ‘Nightie’. You’re more than capable now, I made sure of that. I’m also certain he is more than fertile enough to-”

“Hey! I’m eating here, can’t you see I’m eating?” Talon says loudly, unfortunately his outburst only drew the attention of the grand foal obsessed alicorn.

“Yes I can, is that how you keep up that sexy military bod-”

“SHUT! THE FUCK! UP!” Cadence suddenly silences the room with a fiery outburst. “Sure, toss around jokes about screwing each other’s brains out all you want! It’s cute when it’s in house, isn’t it!? What about other people who don’t have three demi-gods and the creator of life as we know it, huh?! IS IT FUNNY TO JOKE ABOUT THEN!?” She’s panting with anger, an icy cold feeling permeating the room. All those present look at her with concern. “No, it isn’t funny is it? Joking about the people you love stabbing you in the back isn’t funny when it ACTUALLY HAPPENS!”

“Cadence…” Talon asks. “Is there something-”

“Shining is FUCKING the palace staff!” Cadence yells angrily, tears beginning to brim in her eyes. Very subtly the mood shifts from uncomfortable humor to serious. Talon steeples his fingers and leans forwards, meanwhile the alicorn's all look at Cadence. “He’s screwing the maids and pretty much any mare he sees… Every mare but me.” She begins quietly crying, prompting Talon to stand from his seat and walk towards her. He sits beside her and pulls her into a hug.

“I didn't see that one coming...” Morrigan mutters under her breath vaguely, rising to her hooves from her own seat and heads to the door. Luna and Nightie watch as Talon quietly cradles the sobbing pink alicorn in his arms.

“W-Why doesn't he want me anymore? I’m pretty, right? ...Right?” Cadence asks, Talon only nods in response. Luna and Nightie slowly make their way over, sitting beside Talon to offer their own support. Celestia is somewhat numb, she couldn’t believe what she was hearing. She’d married her niece, given the union her blessing, and now it seemed she’d failed to spot a textbook mare bedder closest to home.

“My dear, perhaps it would be best if we went someplace quieter.” The all mother suggests, looking at Cadence and extending a wing. Talon gives the candy colored babysitter a pat on the back.

“What do you say, Cadence? Why not go with her? I’ll go have some words with Shining.” He says comfortingly, Cadence shrugs quietly and goes to Morrigan’s waiting wing. Talon stands and straightens himself out, then looks at Luna and Nightie. “I’ll be back…” Without another word the man turns and walks towards the doors. He steps out into the hallway and begins walking bound for the hangar, ignoring the sound of the doors opening behind him.

“Talon, wait!” Luna’s voice calls out to him. She sighs, not wanting to get involved. As much as she loves her niece, this was the absolute worst time for them to try and save the world yet again. “Please, we must think further on this!” The man stops and looks at her with a raised eyebrow. “Mine flame, this is their problem, correct? Perhaps we should wait for Cadence to tell us whether she wants us to interfere or not?”

“Luna, come on-”

“TALON MASTERS!” Luna suddenly yells, stomping her fore hoof heavily in place, the sound akin to a thunderous crack echoing into the hallway. She appears slightly surprised at her own loudness. “Please, Mine Flame. This is not a matter we should intervene with, especially now. Perhaps it would be best if we wait for the situation and our emotions to calm, before we approach with a solution."

He furrows his eyebrows and sighs, folding his arms to his chest in protest. “...Alright. We'll play things your way...for now.” Talon says, somewhat taken aback by Luna’s outburst. Nightie emerges from the dining room as well and the three of them begin walking along, Talon standing behind them. He raises an eyebrow as he catches a whiff of something, possibly a new perfume, judging by the sweet smell.

Nightie sits uncomfortably upon the plush pillow within Luna's study, her mind running in circles of the events over breakfast, the new sensations she's experiencing, her mind nagging and itching. Her body feels hot to her, her heart thudding within her barrel loudly as she chews her lower lip in thought. Despite sitting in front of the opened balcony doors and the cool autumn wind blowing gently over her, she cant help but to still feel overheated.

Also within the study, Luna, Twilight and Cadence all sit at the nearby desk, quietly murmuring about just what to do with Shining Armor and his recent behavior. Celestia is angrily pacing in the center of the room, her rage upon a razors edge, ready to fly out to the Crystal Empire herself just to teach the cheating stallion a lesson about respecting mares.

Nightie sighs as she watches events unfold, her coat around her neck and chest still shiny from a small coating of sweat. She pants quietly, her mind carefully processing all of the new information about her body. Minutes passing by in silence, the only sound being the click-tick of the analog clock within the study. Her ears swivel as she finally notices the eerie silence, the black alicorn's teal eyes drifting to the room again. Surprise overtakes her as she sees the other 4 standing over her with curious expressions upon their muzzles, Celestia seeming to sniff over Nighties coat. "Sun bringer...what in the hell are you doing?" She asks, her eyebrows raised in confusion.

Celestia cocks her head to the side, sniffing the air again. "Nightie..." She breaths out under her breath. "You're sweating...a lot. It's got to be only fifty degrees out today." She remarks, a small grin forming over her lips.

Luna steps in, her own coat having formed a slight sheen to it as well. The midnight alicorn knows well what her symptoms are from, but is doing her very best to suppress the urges for the moment, until she can get some alone time with her husband. The alicorn sniffs the air as well, her jade orbs locking onto the Nightmare alicorn's own. "Uh oh..." Luna whispers under her breath, her sensitive nose picking up the sweet scent upon the air. Luna swallows hard, her mind piecing it together.

Nightie looks at the two of them, her eyes wide with confusion. "What difference does the temperature make? There's a fire clearly over in the hearth. I'm just simply not used to the heat of it with this body yet, that is all." She retorts bitterly, turning away from the gathering mares. Nightie chews upon her cheek within her maw, trying to ignore them now.

Celestia snickers, placing her hoof to her maw, hiding her mirth with little effort. "Well well...I knew the time dilation would affect Lulu's summer heat, but who knew our little filly nightmare would have one of her own so soon?" She says, grinning. Her mind now completely off of her plot to seek revenge upon a soon to be castrated stallion in the crystal empire.

Cadence now cleared her throat, the pink alicorn mare resting upon a pillow at the desk. "Wait...I'm a little out of the loop here. Just what do you mean she's in season? It's the fall. I've heard of some late bloomers, but there's no such thing as an autumn heat." She says as she cocks her head off to the side, her eyes tracing over the midnight and nightmare alicorn's. Sure enough, all of the biological signs are there. Sweat build-up on the coat, increased heart rate, pheromones going bonkers, and a light scent of copper in the air. All there alright.

"I think I can explain this one." Twilight comments as she clears her throat. "Because the commander and Luna were away on that strange world, time passed differently for them. It was right before the summer season for mares. My guess is Nightie here was split off from Luna around then, and since she was originally a part of Luna...it would only make sense if biologically, the two were the same down to even the cellular levels. Their biological clocks would be synced perfectly, meaning they would both go into season at the same time. Being that only a matter of two weeks or so passed for them, I'd say now is about that right time..." She interjects, trailing off.

The pink alicorn shakes her head and sighs, rising to her hooves and walking to the black alicorn now. Nightie locks onto her with her teal orbs, energy coiling to her hind legs to spring out of the room. She's quickly becoming uncomfortable, with all of this sudden attention on her. Nightmare Moon slowly channels some magic through her horn to form a thin shield, arcs of electricity dancing off of the tip as her magic forms an unstable field.

Cadence looks her over, nodding her head slowly. "First seasons are always hard, regardless of age. I was twelve years old before I got my first...I still remember how painful it was for me." She breathes out. "I'm guessing this is your first..." She quietly speaks out, still shaking her head in disbelief. She giggles softly. "I never thought I'd have this conversation...the Goddess of Death, Nightmare Moon herself in front of me...and I'm discussing seasons with her." She whispers to herself.

"Well, believe it." Celestia bites out, her hooves rubbing her temples now. Luna is bad enough during a season...Nightmare Moon in season would only be...a nightmare. Celestia feels a headache coming on, the thought of a lust drunk, savage alicorn of death with no concept of restraint, on the loose running rampant throughout Canterlot looking to be rutted. She could already see the headlines, causing her to cringe. "There has to be something we can do...even my own seasons are rough, and I've had several thousand years to curtail them. My first one was so painful, I still remember it even today."

Luna only gazes at Nightie, not with anger or contempt, but a soft sort of pity. She lets out a quiet sigh, seriously considering finding her flame now, to ask him to help service Nightie to help alleviate this. As a wedded mare, she never had to worry about this. When her own seasons occurred during the summer and even the occasional winter surprise, she always had Talon to fall back on. Just a few hours of locking herself in a room with him a few times a week was all it took until it bled off. Unless she turned human with her transformation spell, pregnancy was never an issue. Now seeing what she herself experienced before the pilot had come into her life, Luna feels her heart sink slightly. She knew the pain all too well.

First the seasonal signs appeared, almost like warning lights within her mind. Sweating even at sub zero temperatures, rapid heart rate, headache and light nausea. Then it got bad...cramps, oh such agonizing cramps, a feeling of fire within ones belly and neathers, followed by the most awful mind twisting lust. It would drive even the most faithful and devout mares to another stallion, if their own was unable or unwilling to service one in bed. The night goddess had seen all too many guilty dreams where the mares had dreamt of the secret partners they had, the painful guilt stressing them within their slumber. For some mares, the guilt was so dark and heavy, that it drove them to suicide.

She was nearly ready to go find the pilot and ask for his help, before she was snapped out of her trance like thought by Twilight jubilantly cheering. Luna turns her head to look at the lavender alicorn, her ears swiveling and listening.

"Why don't we just cast a suppression spell for now? It will at least alleviate some of the symptoms, if only long enough to figure out how to reset the season. I mean...how awful would it be to have an autumn heat every year, right? That would make foals born during...what, the summers? I know I couldn't do a summer pregnancy. I have just the spell I've been wanting to try anyway. Cadence and I were working on it, to help with the teen foaling rates in the Crystal Empire." She speaks up with a grin.

"You foals are reading too much into this." Nightie grits out between clenched teeth, all of this talk about her making the nightmare quickly become angry. "You all speak as if I'm not even before you, as if I'm some kind of animal. I may be new here within the herd, but show some respect." Her ears fold back against her skull, the black alicorn's teeth gnashing within her maw, her wings slightly vibrating with rage. More pronounced sparks of blue electricity arc off of her horn and form now, as she glares daggers at the four alicorn's in the room. "I am simply warm from the fire place, not in season. Now please, return to your brooding and sulking about the pink ones issues, so I can return to studying my master's machine from here in peace." She accentuates with her hoof, extending her foreleg out and pointing to the hangar below the balcony.

"Oh no you don't, Nightie. And my name is Cadence. Not pink one." She fires back, grinning. "Say what you will, but your hips don't lie. And we can definitely smell it from here. You." She says, lowering her muzzle down to Nightmares face, grinning. "Are." She prods Nightie's chest with her left for hoof. "In heat." She finishes, dragging her hoof edge gently across the black alicorn's velvet fur. "And it's only going to get worse."

Celestia sighs and nods, her magenta orbs focused in on Nightie. "I think my niece is right, and while I do want to trust you Obsolescence, the idea of you lust drunk and hunting down the one and only stallion who would willingly rut you and grinding his hips to dust isn't my idea of fun. Your first heat and first time would very likely kill him. Weather you like it or not, you need to undergo Twilight's plan. If we're mistaken and it is simply the heat from the fire..." Celestia motions with her horn to the distant fireplace, the white alicorn barely able to feel the heat of the flames from dwindling fire. "Then the spell will simply do nothing at all, and you can resume your sulking on the balcony."

Nightie glares at Celestia, chewing upon her cheek within her maw. "There is no need, Sun Bringer." She warns with a venomous hiss. "I am more than capable of controlling myself no matter what state of mind I'm in. Don't insult me with your pathetic reasoning." She declares hotly, through clenched teeth. Her wings seemingly vibrate more with her increasing anger at this, Nightmare's only thought being to leave the room now. To hell with the pink ones problems! She has no part of this!

Before the black alicorn could notice or react however, Cadence and Twilight had already managed to weave their spells together and encased the now surprised and helpless mortal mare within it. Blue and black discharges of electricity quickly shoot off in all directions from Nightmare Moon, causing a feedback surge right into the casting alicorn's horns. The room is engulfed in a magenta light from the three incompatible magic's merging, that creates a massive shock wave that shatters the glass windows, vases, picture frames and computer screens within the study.

Talon stares at the board before him in absolute confusion, stroking his stubble bearded chin as he contemplates his next move. This was near the end for him, his pile of play paper bits and candy nearly gone, with two giddy fillies giggling and scarfing down said candy now. If he rolls above a four, he'll make it over the two taunting red blocks on the board, and be back in the game for another round. If he rolls less than a four, it's game over, and two energetic fillies get to play house with one very exhausted fighter pilot.

Stardust rocks back and forth on her rump, eyeing the board with glee. This time she was the clever pony this game, learning from her sisters example during the last ponyoply game. This time...she set up the two hotels on the Canter-Walk and Hayseed Place spaces. She smiles as her papa finally picks up the two dice, the pilot rattling the two blocks with dots in his closed hand, the sounds causing her ears to twitch. The dies drop and roll on the board, causing the sweet filly to grin even wider. Her father rolled a three.

Moonlight Way jumps up and cheers loudly at the loss, watching the pilot scoot his piece to the first blue space, then pushing over his play bits and candy to Stardust. 'It's a great day!' She thinks to herself, knowing she gets to choose the next game.

Talon smiles tiredly, giving a gentle, loving pat on the head of the indigo filly, running his fingers through her mane. "Good job you two. I see your auntie sunny butt taught you both really well how to play this game. You might just be the Equis world champions at this game someday." He comments with his smile still, honestly proud that his daughters understood capitalism, at least in the sense of a game.

Stardust Kiss smiles up at her papa, before she rises to her hooves and steps to him. She rears up on her hind legs, her small feathery wings extending out for balance as she embraces him with her forelegs. The black alicorn filly nuzzles his neck lovingly, happy that her papa is home and safe, and spending quality time with them. Her tail sways and swishes slowly from side to side, displaying her glee and joy from the very bottom of her heart. In return, he picks her up and sets the filly in his lap, giving her a gentle, loving hug in return before stroking her back softly.

"Papa, can we go see the big birdies today? I really want to see what it's like to fly with you high in the sky." Stardust remarks with a smile, her muzzle turned up so she can eye her fathers face. His stubble beard tickles her nose, causing her to sneeze.

"Bless you!" He says with some surprise, wiping off his cheek of the spatters of spittle and filly nose goo. After he's convinced he's clean enough, he nods. "I don't see why not, we'll have to check with Sledge Hammer if his team is finished with all of the repairs though. The big birdie needs it's check ups too, just like a pony." He responds, giving the filly a scratch under her chin. "But if it's all fixed up, I think we can make some time to go for a flight. I can only take one of you at a time though, is that alright?"

Moonlight Way chirps quietly, finishing swallowing the last bit of candy from her pile, now that she's finished putting the board game away in the metal tin box given to them by Auntie Tia. "Why can't we both go, dad? Mama's big butt can fit, and we're not that big."

The pilot can't help but to let out a loud laugh at his daughters comment. After a few moments of the guffaw, he calms down and shakes his head, still letting out an uncontrolled chortle. "Yeah...your mom does have a big butt." He clears his throat, adopting a mock serious face. "Just don't tell her that."

With another happy sigh and a gentle scratching of Moonlight's scalp, the pilot heaves a tired breath. "There's only room for one in the seat, in case there's an emergency sweetie. If the big birdie has a serious problem, we'll have to eject out with the special chairs in the cockpit. Since the seat was only made for one rump, not two..." He says, lifting Stardust Kiss off of his lap, then rising to his feet. "It would be dangerous to have you both strapped into the chair. I love you both too much to ever risk anything like that. So one at a time."

Both fillies come to a rest on their rumps next to each other, craning their necks to look up at him. Their ears twitch and swivel like a radar dish as he leans back and pops his spine, the twins hearing satisfied grunts of relief from their father. Stardust Kiss yawns quietly, her maw opening wide and exposing her small canine fangs within her jaws. She licks and smacks her lips. "We understand papa." She responds with a soft, chipper tone. Moonlight Way nods and lets out a quiet chirp from her throat, smiling in agreement.

As Talon is about to speak and kneel down to the pair before him, a massive explosion rocks the floor, shaking the foundations below his boots. Hung pictures on the walls instantly come crashing down to the waiting carpet and marble landing with a resounding clatter or the sound of glass fracturing. He falls over from losing his balance, only to be caught within Stardust's gentle magic within a blink of an eye, held in place mid fall.

Sounds of shouting guards are heard in the distance down the hall, Stardust releasing the field and helping her father stand up again. Talon has an extremely worried expression on his face as he looks at the two fillies. "Girls, wait here a minute." He says quickly, turning on his heels and bolting to the door.

He opens the oak door slightly, glancing out into the hallway for any sign of trouble or an enemy. Seeing nothing, he quickly and quietly latches the door again, rushing back to the twins. They also have confused and scared expressions upon their muzzles, both fillies having their ears pinned against their skulls, somewhat shaking.

"Star, Moonlight, remember that game papa taught you? The hide and seek game?" He quickly asks, kneeling down to them. The fillies nod quickly, sounds of swallowing in unison audibly. "Good!" He breathes out quietly, nodding. "Let's play that game. I want you two to go hide in that safe spot I shown you, and don't come back out until I tell you it's safe, ok?" He says, his hands grasping each filly on their shoulder. "Go hide, papa's going to go see what's going on."

Stardust quickly turns on her hind hooves, running for the secret door hidden under her bed. Moonlight Way pauses in place, looking up at the pilot with eyes wide with fear. "Daddy...are you going to go fight the monsters again?" She asks, her wings twitching as her whole body begins to tremble. The sounds of shouting is getting closer down the hall, hoof beats and confused voices growing louder.

"Moony! Come on! We need to go!" Stardust hurriedly squeaks out to her sister. Moonlight keeps her hooves planted, her sapphire orbs staying trained on her father. She sees the man nod with a resolute look in his eyes.

"If the mean monsters came back, yes. But don't you worry even a little honey. This time, papa has a really big surprise for them." He responds with a smile. Go hide, just like mama and I taught you. I'll come get you when it's safe." He answers, watching her nod in understanding. She scampers off in a gallop to her sister, diving under the bed being magically suspended on it's side by Stardust Kiss. Once the two get into the stairwell under the bed, the wooden door with a carpet lid closes, the bed falling back upon it's four legs again with a dull thud, released from the fillies magic. Talon takes a deep breath and opens the door to the hall quickly, locking the fillies chamber door behind him as he exits.

Talon makes his way on foot down the corridor, finding the splintered and opened door to the study in pieces, a gray dusty smoke billowing out from the room. No guards have arrived here yet. Talon gasps for air greedily as he prepares himself mentally for whatever horror lay beyond the door. Changelings, Discord, a dragon attack...even an exploding cake assassination attempt from the pink meanace. He balls up his fists and forces the broken door open more, desperately searching the smokey haze for signs of life. The bauble around his neck glows brightly, the pilot not noticing the deep crimson light emanating from the orb.

Celestia moans out softly, shakily rising to her hooves moments after the spell shockwave had discharged. The room around her is in shambles. Chairs are overturned, potted plants absolutely destroyed and broken glass and mirrors everywhere. A thick cloud of dust is in the air, making the room hazy and the air difficult to breathe. Sounds of four other mares coughing reaches her ears, her magenta orbs tracing the silhouettes of the other occupants of the room slowly rising to their hooves. She quickly counts in her mind, seeing all four are safe, despite the total carnage.

"Oh ohhhh....what happened?" Luna asked, holding a hoof to her head. Her body feels as if she's on fire now, every inch of her furry hide aching, her mind a dull fog from the sensations she's experiencing. Her eyes lazily search the room in confusion as she comes to a rest upon her rump. She groans as her hoof falls to her aching and cramping belly now, the feeling of her estrus quickly becoming unbearable as the heat within her seems to become a raging inferno.

Twilight lets out a coughing fit, followed by a loud sneeze. "The..." Hack hack cough. "The magic...must have!" Hacking and coughing more. "Been incompatible! The spell backfired!" She groans out, her own fore hooves falling to her own aching barrel and belly, the alicorn mare falling on her side and curling into a ball, her tail whipping between her legs as she whimpers from the feeling.

Cadence only nods slowly, her eyes clouded over. Her heart is racing within her barrel, beating out of control. Her everything hurts. Muscles in places she didn't even know she had twang with pain and a dull prickly feeling. She feels as if she's in her very first season again, her mind numb and scattered as she stares blankly into the dusty haze.

The splintered and broken door swings open quickly, the sound of wood splitting as it's kicked in and smacking against the wall, before the hinges and screws give way and it collapses. Celestia can see a familiar shadowed figure of her white knight in the dust, a dull smile coming to her muzzle as she heaves tiredly.

"Luna!" Talon yells out, coughing as he fans away the dust with his hand. "Angel! Is any pony alive in here!" He shouts again, quickly rushing to the first mare form he finds. Nightmare Moon is laying on her side, limp and unconscious. He checks her pulse on her delicate throat, insuring she's breathing and unharmed.

"Mine flame..." Luna murmurs in a slurred voice, her eyelids drooped as she dully tries to focus on him. The wind from outside flowing in through the broken balcony doors and now the opened hallway door helps vent the dust out, aiding in clearing the air again quickly.

Celestia slowly steps forward, holding her fore hoof out to him. "Talon...over here!" She speaks out, shuddering as another wave of the haze within her overtakes the alicorn mare once more, Celestia's mind slowly piecing together what went wrong subconsciously. The pilot steps to her quickly, kneeling down to meet her gaze.

"What happened? Who attacked you?" He asked, looking around at the devastation within the room. 'Did a bomb go off in here or something?' He thinks, his eyebrows raised in confusion. All of the signs of an explosion were there, but no signs of burns or scorching anywhere. The one thing he could tell however by the direction of the cracks in the floor and walls, was that whatever happened originated in here, and right between Nightmare Moon and Cadence.

"We weren't attacked." Celestia breathes out, shuddering again and gasping for air. She closes her eyes for a moment and breathes. "A spell seriously malfunctioned, and caused a violent and destructive power surge." She coughs out. "I've...never seen one this bad before just from incompatible magic's intertwining..." She says as she collapses to her rump again.

The sound of a low, lust filled malicious growl fills the air, causing the hair on Talon's neck to stand up as his blood turns ice cold. Celestia and Talon both turn to face the direction in unison, seeing Cadence standing awkwardly. Her legs were spread far apart, her stance low and in an attack position, with her wings and ears splayed back and out. Her eyes were dull violet glass orbs, her chest heaving with a heavy breathless pant.

Twilight also slowly rises, her horn flickering with her purple magical aura, showing identical symptoms to Cadence. Her eyes appear almost slitted and draconic, her mane and tail beginning to fray and spring out unevenly in places.

"I...I won't wait any longer mine flame..." Luna coos out seductively, her jade draconic orbs almost glowing with a magical aura of pure malice and lust. She pants and licks her lips as her body is dripping with sweat, her breath visible steam as she breathes. Nightie awakens and moans out, also rising to her fore hooves and rump as she pushes herself up. Talon's eyes flick over to her briefly, as he sees the familiar teal slitted eyes focused upon the ground at her hooves with a dull numbness.

Celestia's eyes go wide with terror as she finally understands just how badly the spell backfired. It didn't cancel anything...it infected them all with a lustful death. Her eyes darted around quickly as she seen the four other alicorn's slowly stalk towards Talon and herself, the mares licking their teeth within their maws, their bodies shuddering with absolute desire--a burning need to sooth the fires within their neathers and bellies. A fire that could only be put out with the help of a single stallion. ...and there's only one that would do.

"Talon..." Celestia whispers. "You need to run." She hurriedly adds, quickly rising to her hooves. She alights her horn, the magic flickering and dieing as she begins to lose control. She swallows hard, knowing it won't be long now. She knows she's been infected as well.

"Sunny butt...what the fu--" He's cut off.

"RUN!" Celestia shouts, launching a burst of magic in a wide band field and knocking the four lust drunk mares to the ground. The all skid on their rumps and slam against the wall, Celestia tackling the man with her shoulder and putting him over her back. She sparks her horn again, encasing him on her now within her magic, and galloping with a mad sprint to the balcony. Her wings snap open, the force enough to make her cry out as she takes to the air. Her every muscle burned, her only hope to keep from plummeting to their deaths was to keep her will strong long enough to land in safety. She pumps her wings to gain altitude quickly, desperately trying to get away from Canterlot. She has to keep him away long enough for the spell to wear off, or she knew he would be killed by them. Talon as strong as he may be, could never hope to stand up against four lust drunk, frisky alicorn mares at once. No mortal could survive that.

Her magic begins to fail as she climbs higher and higher above the towers, the man slipping off and unable to grasp anything to prevent his fall. Celestia continues her dead vertical climb, tears streaming from her eyes as she fights to keep climbing. She couldn't let him be slaughtered by them! Even if they were out of their minds, she refused to let him die!

"Tia!" He shouts, desperately trying to wrap his arms around any part of the white alicorn he could. Right as he almost had enough freedom in his arms to grab around her barrel, the magic failed, gravity beginning to take effect again. He screams out in horror as he falls away from her, the pilot flailing and kicking against open air in free fall.

Celestia immediately stalls out, folding her wings in and turning back into a nose dive, then pumping her wings again to gain speed. The alicorn holds her forelegs out the farthest she could, fighting to grab him as they fall over a hundred miles per hour back to the castle. They pass the peaks of the towers quickly, roof tiles and windows nothing but a blur. She inches closer and closer, closing the gap. Almost to him!

She makes contact, grabbing Talon in her embrace, then snapping her wings back again to change course. They barrel uncontrolled back to her balcony, crashing through the rail, into the balcony doors and shattering the ornate glass. The couple tumble freely into the room, Celestia losing her grip upon impact, sending Talon smacking into the wall on the opposing side of the room, while she crash lands and obliterates the vanity next to the bed, leaving an alicorn ass impression in the stone wall behind what remained of the once beautiful centuries old furniture.

Talon groans in pain, holding his left arm and cradling it. "Gah!" He spits out, rolling over on his side and breathing hard. His back and neck feel like someone just beat the ever living shit out of him repeatedly. He gasps for air and recollects himself, rising to his butt as he gets to a sitting position, panting hard. His head falls back against the wall with a dull thump as he blinks the stars out of his vision, trying to process what happened.

The sounds of a gentle giggle reach his ears, the pilot opening his eyes again and focusing on the slowly moving form of the white alicorn. Celestia rights herself and begins to push her body back up onto her hooves, the soft giggling from her throat quietly turning into a low maniacal laughter.

"Oh Talon..." she whispers, her speech slurred and slow, the alicorn sounding as if she were drunken. "He he he...oh Talon my love...I've been such a naughty pony...." She says, licking her lips. He goes wide eyed, seeing, but not believing. His jaw drops in horror as he stares her down. Celestia's glowing magenta eyes turn hot pink, the pupils turning into draconic slits as she emits an almost demonic laugh. "...I think you need to come punish my filly bits..." She slurs out, slowly stalking to him. He swallows hard, shaking his head slowly in terror.

"H--Hey now..." He scoots back against the wall more, rising shakily to his feet and moving for the exit, never taking his eyes off of the alicorn. "Come on Sunny Butt, we're friends, right? You can't be serious."

Celestia stalks forward, her hips swaying slowly to and fro, her tail swishing behind her. The pilot can smell the heavy sweet scent in the air wafting from her nether's, a small trail of shiny, milky semi clear fluid being left in her wake. "Oh...but I am so very...very...serious." She slurs out, her glowing pink draconic orbs glassed over. Her wings fold back against her sides as she steps to him, closer and closer. "I've never been so serious in my life...watching you every day, wanting what I couldn't have. ...and now you're all mine." She says breathlessly, her muzzle colored a deep blush.

He inches to the door more the closer she steps to him, his eyes never leaving hers. "Tia...come on now, something is wrong...simmer down a bit and we'll get you fixed right up!" He rushes out, swallowing hard as she begins to shake her head slowly, licking her lips. His eyes go wide as her horn begins to spark off with golden light.

He crosses over the doorway to the washroom, his hand grasping blindly for the handle. He watches with fear as the alicorn lowers herself into a pounce position, her tail swishing side to side as she shakes her rump, ready for the strike. Right as she springs into the air at him, he twists the handle and drops to his back, Celestia flying right over him and crash landing into the bathroom. Without thinking he scrambles to his side, then back to his feet as he tries to escape.

Celestia also scrambles to her hooves, the white alicorn slipping and sliding as if she were on ice, over the marbles well polished surface. Sounds of her bare keratin hoof walls connecting and scuffling against the tiles reach the pilots ears, him catching her struggling for balance and traction out of the corner of his eye. The pilot quickly exits, slamming the door shut behind him as he flees for his life now.

She belts out an enraged equine scream from deep within her barrel, the white alicorn rearing up and kicking the door, her forelegs and hooves beating mercisily against the thick, ornate oak door. Talon rests against the other side for a moment, catching his breath. Celestia continues to beat against the surface with her bare hooves, screaming louder and angrier, her piercing cry almost primal in nature. "Talon you open this door this instant! I won't be denied being rutted! I demand to be bent over and given a roll in the hay until either of us can't walk fly boy!" She howls in rage to him, continuing her kicks to the oak partition.

Talon on the other side of the door continues to hold the handle tightly, taking the brunt of the impacts against his back from Celestia's continuous bludgeons of the door. After a few minutes of this, she seems to quiet down suddenly, the pilot not hearing her strings of insults and howls. He breathes hard, blinking in confusion. "...you done yet?" He whispers to himself, getting ready to release the chrome door handle from his hand. Right when he starts to move away to face the washroom door again, the door suddenly splinters as a panel is breached. He goes wide eyed, seeing her bare rear hoof hanging out of the hole now, only inches from his face.

Celestia belts out another primal equine scream of anger, before retracting her hind leg and turning around within the washroom. She lowers her muzzle down and looks through the hole she made in the door, staring out at the man with one glowing magenta orb. She breathes out an angered huff, grinning maliciously, her eye narrowed as she spots her target, the cat like slit contracting to an almost razor thin line.

"...nope...uh uh." Talon shakes his head quickly, releasing the handle and making a break for Celestia's chambers door. He starts to run, quickly exiting as she continues to tear down the washroom door behind him. He runs into the halls, sounds of wood splintering and shattering echo into the grand corridor. Talon breathes hard, rounding corners quickly and running at his top speed back to the Lunar wing. He can hear the sounds of a loud, maniacal laughter in the distance behind him, the echo of hoof beats quickly making it's way to his ears. "Shit shit shit SHIT!" He breathes out, continuing to run.

Dusty Shine pants heavily as she tries to calm her nerves, sitting at her dining room table in the dark of her chambers. Her mind is reeling in confusion, trying to process what could be wrong with herself. The Earthen pony mare chews on her cheek within her maw, staring at the black liquid within the coffee mug contemplating, a perplexed expression on her muzzle.

She had awoken fine just two hours ago, nothing strange or out of the ordinary. While she was cleaning her chambers just a few minutes ago however, something felt terribly off, just seconds after she had felt a strange tingling sensation overtake her form. Now, nothing made sense. Her body felt hot, the highest concentration of it between her hind legs. Her belly had felt simply awful now, with horrible cramps beginning to take hold. The pain not necessarily bad and debilitating, but uncomfortable and nauseating. Her head felt light and dizzy, her heart felt as if it were thundering within her chest like a drum. She sighs and blows a loch of blue mane from her vision, her facial expression one of a perplexed scowl.

A heavy knock upon the door gets her attention, the mare looking up with some annoyance. "Who is it?" She calls out, looking to the foyer of her chambers. The voice that answers back leaves her wide eyed with concern, causing her to push her contemplation of her problems off to the back of her mind.

"Dusty! It's me, let me in!" Talon rushes, out of breath. "Hurry!" He calls out again, looking behind him. He can see a shadow in the distant corner down the hall, the shadow of an alicorn in heat chasing him. Celestia's melodic voice echo's in the halls, the sounds of laughter. '...Damnit, where the fuck are the guards?! Isn't there some protocol for crazed alicorn's?!' He whispers, knocking again. "Dusty, open up!"

She quickly canters to the door, careful of the wet floor tiles to prevent herself from slipping. She sighs with confusion and opens the door, her disbelieving what greets her. Talon is standing at the door for just a moment, before he forces his way in, pushing the mare to the side before he quickly and quietly closes the door behind him, locking it. He's panting, completely out of breath.

"Commander, what's wrong?!" Dusty speaks. The sounds of laughter get closer to the door. "What in heofon is goi--- mmmff!" She's cut off when his hands clamp down on her muzzle, silencing the former maid.

He keeps breathing hard, desperately trying not to make a sound as he listens carefully to the sounds outside the door. Celestia's voice and hoof steps skipping by almost echo beyond the door, the quiet clacking of her bare hooves against the marble floors ringing out softly in the halls, before passing by and continuing on, the deranged princess continuing her search for the pilot.

As he pants for a few moments, Talon continues looking at the very confused mare in the eyes, Dusty only staring back into his emerald eyes with confusion and worry. She breathes deep the scent of sweat from his palms and skin, her mind running in circles, slowly hazing over and bewitching her. It's not painful by any means, his grip and touching her snout while leaving her bewildered, was also welcomed and somewhat enjoyed.

He releases her snout from his hands, backing off before heaving a tired breath. "Sorry for doing that. Sunny butt has gone nuts, and you almost gave away our position." He comments bitterly, letting out a quiet sigh. "Something is wrong with all of them Dusty. It all happened so fast..."

She chews on her lower lip, nodding slowly while the two stand in the dimly lit foyer. Her nether's and hind still feel hot, an almost dull ache, an itch nagging and gnawing at her mind. She tries to suppress it however, the mare trying to focus and concentrate on the matter at hoof. Her herd mate seemed to be in trouble, her lover in danger. Dusty swallows her own problems and perks her ears forward and at attention, listening carefully to him as they remain stationary by the front door. "Yes, go on. What happened?" She quietly asks, her nostrils flaring as she inhales deeply, picking up the scent of the pilot. She can feel the body heat from his exertion warming her fur, even from a few inches away. Dusty slowly steps forward, her eyes glued to his.

Talon closes his eyes for a moment, thinking. "I'm not sure where to begin. ...I was with the twins playing a game with them, when I heard and felt some kind of explosion. I had sent them to the safe room you and I built, then went to check on things. The explosion came from Luna's study." He opens his eyes and looks at her. "When I got in there, Celestia had said some kind of spell had gone really bad, the next thing I knew she was screaming at me to run away. She kinda...ponynapped me out of the office, and we landed in her chambers. The crash must have jumbled up her brain, because now she's just as nutty as the other four...there's something seriously wrong with them Dusty. Their eyes...they were glowing, slitted like Nighties...or..."

She listens attentively, the feeling still building within the pit of her belly, the almost unbearable sensation to her private area gnawing at her mind. Her eyes continue to haze over while she listens, the mare fighting to maintain focus. "Or what, Talon?"

"Chrysalis." He breathes out. "Their eyes were looking like the parasites...Dusty, could they have been taken over by the parasite somehow?" He asks, worry laced deep in his tone.

Dusty Shine shakes her head. "N--no...I don't think so. The bugs were all slaughtered when you detonated that weapon on their hive, and as far as I know, Chrysalis was the only queen in existence. The drones never went far from her, and there were never any other hives spotted. Any additional drones that were located in other cities after the war were all either dead or dieing when the hive mind collapsed. The surviving ones were all terminated, as per Celestia's orders. The parasite is an extinct species, commander." She responds, her ears swiveling now as she shifts her weight on her hooves, her tail fanning away at her rump to help relieve the pressure and heat building there. "If Celestia said it was a spell, then it was probably a spell. My guess is probably one of Princess Twilight's shenanigans again. It'll probably wear off in a few hours. You're welcome to wait here for a while, until we can sneak out to the safe room to get the twins."

He nods, waiting for the mare to move out of the way so he can at least take a seat and catch his breath. The mare turns around, not thinking as she continues to swish her tail, giving the pilot an impromptu view of what's behind the tail hairs. He averts his eyes out of respect, fighting with himself not to look. "Would you like some coffee? I just made a fresh pot." She says stepping carefully over the slick floor tiles. She presses her hooves down firmly, the frogs gripping like suction cups for traction over the wet surface of the marble.

"Considering this morning, I'll take it with a splash of whiskey." He says, shaking his head. He takes a couple of steps, before his heel slips. Without a thought and only on instinct, he frantically flails for something to grab to save himself from the fall, but to no avail. The pilot loses his footing, and comes crashing down, his head slamming against the door hard, knocking him out cold.

She hears the struggle, her ears swiveling backward before she hears a sudden thunk. "Commander?" She asks, turning around quickly. Her eyebrows raise in confusion, seeing him on the ground. "...Talon?" She breathes out again, worried. Dusty Shine turns around slowly over the slick tiles, returning to him. Bending down she nudges his face with her muzzle. "Come on now, it's not the time or place to lay down. Get up." She calls out, reaching out to shake him with her foreleg. She studies him for a moment, her eyes drifting upward against the door, tracing where she sees the door handle. 'Great...' she mutters.

Dusty heaves a tired breath, coming to a rest upon her rump. It was a struggle carrying the unconscious man to her bed, the mare having no idea he actually weighed so much. Even for being a mustang Earthen mare of eleven and a half hooves high, she's still winded from the sheer strength it had taken. Dusty was no lightweight, but she was no farm maiden either. Living out in the wild of Hollow Shades planes, she had gained endurance, not overwhelming strength like most domestic Earthen mares had around this part of Equestria. Being sick as she is now didn't help either. Her whole body felt hot and achy, just as if she was suffering from the equine flu, or in a very high grade estrus.

She hears the man moan out, her ears pricking forward as she looks him over. He remains asleep from the klonk to his noggin. She studies him as she sits up in her rigid posture, her eyes tracing over his features. 'Heh...I wanted him in my bed...I can't say I ever thought this would be the first time.' She thinks, trying to suppress a laugh as she thought about it. She breathes deep, about to leave the room to get him an ice pack for his head, when another random thought drifts into her mind.

'What if he gets back up before I mend him...head wounds can be so dangerous after all...' Her hooves stop and freeze in place, her tail swishing side to side quickly as she considers everything. The mare bites her lower lip harder, the taste of copper within her maw. Dusty turns around, looking at him briefly. She goes to turn away again, her eyes spotting her sash from her robe laying on the floor. She glances at the sash for a moment, her eyes drifting back to the headboard of the bed. She continues this process, repeating it for several moments, before she swallows hard, her vision becoming somewhat blurred and hazy.

'It would be such a shame if he were to hurt himself...I'm just tieing him up so he can't escape my care...yep...because he's such a stubborn stallion, never wanting to take care of himself, but he'll go out of his way for others. Miss Luna always has to force him just to eat! ...I'd be doing him a favor...right?' She thinks, still chewing on her lower lip. She nods slowly, then walks slowly and quietly over the carpeted floor of the bed chambers, drawing out the silken sash slowly from the loops. She grasps it within her maw, then slowly climbs back onto the bed, stepping slowly over the man as not to awaken him.

Dusty comes to a rest upon her haunches, hovering just over him carefully, the mare using her fore hooves to move his arms up. She binds his wrists together, looping the sash through the wooden slats and tieing it off carefully with her maw and hooves. Satisfied with her work, she begins to climb off of the bed again, bound for the kitchens ice box to make him a cold compress. As she's slowly reversing off of the bed, the lips of her marehood brush against the humans pants, causing a wild, uncontrolled shudder to overtake her body.

It takes her a moment to reclaim her composure, the short, but powerful wave of pleasure tearing through her like lightning. She pants quietly, her tongue poking out of her maw slightly as she tries to resume her course of climbing off of the bed. Once she succeeds, she attempts to shake off the feeling from before. 'whew...ok, get it together old girl.' She thinks, turning away once more. Her hooves remain planted, the mare unable to take her eyes off of him. His scent is heavily in the air, all of her senses amplified now. Her heart continues to thud within her, her mind almost numb, as if she's on some kind of drug.

She continues to pant quietly, sweat building and trickling down her sides, her mane sticking to her neck as hot flashes race throughout her form. Within the mare is a very serious conflict. Her body and mind are not responding to her will, only her heart and her soul within her demanding to leave before she pushes this too far. But the will of the flesh is sometimes louder than the will of the heart, her mind seeming to ignore the other now tiny voice within her, the mustang not moving. Without realizing it while she stared at his sleeping form, her hoof had drifted down to her belly, then slowly down to the hot spot between her hind legs, stroking and rubbing slowly. Her ears failed to register the wet, squelching noises slowly and quietly drifting into the air as she unknowingly rubbed, still eyeing him.

Her body felt hot, her mind nearly completely gone, the heat of estrus once more taking control of her. Her eyes glass over as a glimmer of saliva drips from the tip of her tongue, the mares brain slowly rationalizing and sorting through thoughts. To her, the room feels hot...wouldn't that mean her herd mate was hot too? She glances at the thermometer on the window of her bedroom, the silver fluid within the vial reading at the halfway mark...surely it must be broken the thought, the sweat still forming along her coat and giving her a glossy sheen. She swallows hard, her eyes focused back on the pilot. Instinctively she rises to her hooves again, her body moving with a will of its own, a primal sort of need filling her, commanding her to be closer. The scent of his cologne mixed with his natural scent, the sweet smell of fuel, engine exhaust and a sort of sugary sweetness filling her lungs. Her eyes lid themselves as she comes to a stop, the mare leaning over him, slowly unbuttoning and unzipping his flight jacket. Once it's undone, she moves her fore hooves slowly, slipping the jacket open. Her eyes trace her own hoof, seeing the glistening wetness dipping off of the tip of her bare hoof and onto his skin and shirt.

She breathes deep, the scent of the pilot overwhelming her now, only the primal instinct within her left screaming, calling for what needs to be done. She can't take the waiting anymore, the endless nights of being alone, of never feeling the urge within her being quelled. She quietly begins to laugh softly, her muzzle drifting downward and to the side. Her eyes close as she works with her teeth, tugging and ripping gently at the leather belt and fabric of the uniform, her ears turned back and lazily outward.

It's not until Dusty has successfully removed his uniform pants mostly and climbed on, until Talon wakes up. He groggily murmurs, the pain in his head leaving his ears ringing and his vision blurred. He feels a weight pressing down on his hips, with the same warmth and texture of his alicorn, Luna. Shaking his head slowly, he groans, trying to move his hands to his head. "Uhgh...Angel...not now honey." He grunts. His arms wont move, he can't pull them from above his head. This immediately registers within his mind, bringing the groggy humans senses back to full red alert now, alarms screaming within his brain. His eyes open wide and focus down as he hears a moan, the pilot lifting his head. What he sees, leaves him dumbstruck and beginning to become angered.

Dusty doesn't stop in her movements, the mustang mare slowly grinding her hips and nether's against his exposed flesh, feeling her lips separated and stimulated as she moves back and forth. Her fore hooves come down and press on his chest as she leans down, her eyes closed as she goes to kiss him, the mare completely on instinct and out of her mind. As she bends down, she rocks her hips a bit, aligning the prize with her entrance, slipping back slowly and pushing her weight into it. Her eyes open once she feels the pressure building on her insides, something within her ripping slowly as it expands. She gasps with delight as she feels it filling her, stretching and finally breaking that virgin seal within her almost with a small 'pop'. A loud moan escapes her throat as she purrs lovingly, her lips meeting his.

"Dusty...stop it." He whispers quietly, desperately trying to ignore the heat and wet cavity encompassing him. "Snap out of it...this isn't you!" He's silenced as she continues to kiss him, the mare hungrily doing so, even going as far as to steal the breath from his lungs in her kiss. She pulls away, her glossy, amber orbs unfocused as she smiles in a daze, a thin thread of saliva bridging from her gaping maw to his lips, the mare panting breathlessly as she tries to soothe the primal need, the mindless lust that overtook her sanity.

Her hips rock as she steadies herself, her muscles contracting as she slides further down him, greedily taking more and more, until she reaches her limit. Her mind finally registers a new sensation far deeper than any of her toys have gone, her wall breached and a new depth penetrated. Her weight comes down onto him now, the pilot grunting and beginning to seriously rip at the sash, the headboard creaking under the stress of his strength. She only giggles mindlessly, her eyes closed partially as her tongue hangs out of her maw, the mares ears splayed out to the sides. She rocks faster, squeezing with her nether's, the primal instinct within her blood guiding her body of how to gain the seed she needed to quell the fires deep within her.

"Oohh...this...this is..." She murmurs, continuing to push herself up with her hind knees and fore hooves, then falling back down to force him deeper. Her breathing becomes more labored as she exerts herself, her eyes staring unfocused as she continues, the sheets and bed becoming soaked with her pleasure., her moans becoming louder with her every movement, the mustang mare only held in the throws of pure ecstasy now.

He can't take this. His body just wont respond to the minds command to shut down. He continues to rip at the sash, trying to twist his hips from side to side to throw her off, the mares near alicorn strength holding him in place too much to put up much of a fight. The sensations of her grip are more than even Luna's was the first time, the heat unbearable. Talon knows if he doesn't get her off of him very soon, he's going to have a whole hell of a lot of explaining that could easily result in his death, to do to one very selfish midnight alicorn. The thought of Luna races through his mind, wishing it was her he was trapped under right now instead. The wooden slat continues to groan and creak under the stress, the wood beginning to give way and fracture under his continued hits. He continues trying to ignore what's happening, his only thoughts on escape without hurting her too badly.

"Dusty! This is a spell! Snap out of it!" He yells at her, the sounds of the sashes fabric ripping and breaking fill the air, along with the creaking bed from the shifting weight. The bindings begin to loosen, he can almost break free!

She clenches down, clamping live a vice on him as she orgasms, every muscle within her squeezing and pulling. Within seconds of emptying her lungs of air, she feels a new sensation flooding her, an intense heat releasing deep within her, pulsing again and again. She continues to rock her hips, slowing down in her movements until the pulsing stops, the feeling of the fire within her finally quelled, the crippling heat relieved. She stops finally, lowering herself forward and resting her muzzle in the crook of his neck, on his shoulder. She grunts and breathes tiredly, the sweat dripping off of her fur as she lets out a low whickering nicker.

Talon breathes hard, eyes wide with horror at what just happened, staring blankly up at the ceiling. His brain just refuses to process what the hell just happened. Minutes pass, the mare not moving from her resting position on his chest, the pilot able to feel her rhythmic breathing and slowing heart rate. He nudges her head with his jaw, no response from her other than a soft whinny.

'Son of a bitch...' He thinks to himself, understanding the mare is fast asleep. His upper lip quivers and scrunches with a degree of anger. 'Ho'kay...she's under a spell...space pony voodoo is weird like this...and apparently... getting laid by the maids is now par for the course.' The sash finally rips enough for him to break free, the man freeing his hand to untie his other arm from the bed. He heaves with all of his remaining strength, pushing the slumbering mare off of him, and quickly rolling off of the bed to the ground. He pants for a moment before grabbing the waist of his uniform pants, getting his clothes back on properly. His ears are ringing from his head being hurt earlier, a dull throbbing running the length of his neck down his spine. He rises to his feet and turns to the sleeping mustang mare, shaking his head. "Dusty...when you're fixed, you and I are going to have to work on our communication." He mutters, turning to exit.

He closes her bedroom door behind him, turning to the darken kitchenette and living area. First priority: find a sink and wash this off. Next priority, get to the twins, get in the bird, and fly the hell away from Canterlot until this blows over. He's already been surprised by the mother in law in bed, yelled at by the wife, almost raped and murdered by his most trusted friend, and now actually raped by another. Thus far, this day isn't going well. He shakes his head with disbelief as he makes his way to the sink, grabbing a random rag from Dusty's kitchen drawers to begin cleaning off the mares fluids.

Minutes pass, the pilot scrubbing feverishly with the rag and soap, wiping off any evidence of what just transpired, his fatigues soaked in places where he spot cleaned, his skin sensitive in other areas now. He rolls his eyes and buckles everything back up, fixing his uniform back to Navy regulations. He sighs, a small twitch from his right eye. 'After we land wherever...shower...Shower for sure....' He thinks. He quietly walks to the door at the foyer, tip toeing silently as not to awaken the lust drunk mustang mare for another round. No way his hips could take another beating like that.

He cracks the door open, checking through the small slit to see if Celestia or any pony is within the halls. Breathing hard, he searches, finding no pony. The halls are empty. He opens the door wide enough to exit, and steps out into the hallway, making a break for the twins room.

He continues to sneak around the empty halls, sounds of some commotion in the distance, with no sign of any pony. Sweat beads up on his forehead as he quietly steps, the man's heart thundering within his chest as he scoots closely to the wall, peering around the corner.

He hears the sound akin to wind chimes, a sweet scent in the air suddenly like fresh clean wind on a crisp winters day. He feels a brush of warm air on the nape of his neck, causing him to freeze in place suddenly.

"And since when do princes sneak around their own palace?" She speaks, a warm, loving smile upon her muzzle as she eyes the pilot. She grins as he turns around, the all mother maintaining her position and meeting his gaze. "You seem distressed, young one. Whatever could be that which troubles you?" She asks, still grinning like a Cheshire pony.

"Oh good God..." He whispers, knowing there's no escape from this alicorn. He braces himself for whatever is next, screwing his eyes shut and waiting for what happens next. This only causes Morrigan to giggle softly, the Goddess gently pawing his chest.

"I am a Goddess, my friend. Not a God. But I do believe I am truly good as you would say." She whispers to him, leaning forward and placing a delicate, friendly lick to his lips. "Calm yourself, you won't be harmed." She says sweetly, trying to reassure him.

He opens his eyes in surprise, swallowing hard. "Ma'am...I need your help...please. Something terrible has happened! All of the mares around here have lost their minds!" He rushes out, eyeing her. "You have to help me."

She moves a hoof to her maw in thought, before bringing the foreleg back to a rest and shaking her head, still smiling. "No...I think I shan't do a thing this time. This is too exciting." She says with a smile.

He stares at her dumbfounded. "But--"

She cuts him off. "What is happening, my dear Talon, is that a spell has caused a surge that has reduced every mare to their most primal instincts. Instincts that I myself had programmed into each and every single one of them. What's more, I had a hoof in insuring that it would only drive the mares to the ones that they loved the most....truly, it was meant for only Nightie and Lulu...as I only wished for more grand foals for me to spoil while I'm here in this form. But alas...my meddling daughters Cadenza and Twilight Sparkle had to try to undo my careful work. They should know that everything has it's fair price."

He balls up his fists, the pilot squeezing so tight that his nails dig into his palms, small droplets of blood beginning to fall to the marble floor at his boots. "Morrigan...please I beg of you...set this right. This backfire had caused an innocent friend of mine to hurt herself...and something very wrong became of it. Please...undo this madness."

She smiles softly, a sad look in her eyes. "I will not..." Clearing her throat, she rises to her true height, her wings slowly extending, her illustrious emerald orbs gazing into his own with such intensity that he begins to feel somewhat afraid. "Talon...as I stated, I corrected the spell mishap so that it would only drive them to the ones they loved. The ponies they truly loved with their heart and soul. The same true love that exists as the foundations of Heofon. You didn't harm Dusty Shine...nor did she harm herself. What it was that transpired was something of beauty, and her baring her eternal soul to you. You yourself had declared she could be a part of your herd, your family. It was not my hoof work that had made this come to pass. As her master, she felt the only way at her most primal level was to give herself to you...and in doing so sealing the bond for eternity. Just as Celestia and Cadenza will soon do as well...and just as my dearest Obsolescence. There is no escape from your fate, so I speak."

"Morrigan!" He breathes out with frustration. "I beg of you, release their minds from this madness! Even if this is just a spell, it could seriously throw off their anatomy. You could be damaging them! What of the children, the teenage mares out there?! The ones here?! What of my own children?! Your madness will kill them!"

"Watch your tone, mortal." She declares with a warning hiss, narrowing her eyes slightly. "What has been done will only affect those of age...not the young and innocent. You insult me by even thinking for a moment I would allow harm to the innocence of childhood." She eyes him as he stands his ground defiantly, bringing her muzzle close to his face. She's so close, he can smell her breath. "I am not my sisters...I would never bring harm to the innocent...Do not ever compare me with Macha...Do not ever compare me to Nehimane."

With a soft sigh she folds her wings back to her sides, her expression lightening and a soft smile returning to her lips. "I will guard my precious grand daughters, I shall entertain them in the room you have built with your own hands, and the strength of your back. You needn't ever worry about them coming to harm from any stallion or mare this day. I would rip apart the foundations of reality with a fury unknown to immortal minds should any creature ever even consider it...Now you will play the game. Your machine is your only source of escape. So I'll make you a deal...make your way to your beloved war machine. If you should be able to take off safely and make it into the sky, I will undo the spell and everything which has occurred, to return your life to what it was. You shall awaken safely in your bed, and no pony but you will remember this day. You will be able to choose when my daughters will birth foals for me to spoil of your own free will."

"But...should you be captured by any one of them...you lose the game, and you must allow it to time out once they are all satisfied and their instincts have been quelled, the fires within them quenched. Cadenza will become a part of your family, and Celestia and Obsolescence shall birth many grand foals for me to enjoy for eternity...so I have spoken." She finishes. She eyes him with curiosity, seeing him nod slowly. "Now...run...let the chase begin." She finishes with a grin. Before she could blink, Talon had taken off on foot like a bolt of lightning, racing as fast as his feet would carry him for the ballroom.

"Ok mom...you wanna play a game? Let's change the rules a bit..." He whispers under his breath, halfway to the hanger. It'll only be a few minutes now, the pilot close to being able to bring this insanity to an end. He swings around a corner, bumping right into what he dreaded the most right now...another mare. This one stopped in the middle of the corridor. He backs up, his breath held in fear as she turns around, the pilot immediately recognizing her. It's Fleur Di Lis.

"Oh! Commander Masters. Pleasure seeing you today." She cheerfully says, smiling to him. He looks at her eyes carefully, seeing the mare seems to have a clear head. She pauses and holds still, the once unicorn super model, now night watch for the command center mare gazing over him. "Commander...is there...something you need?"

"Uh..." He breathes out. "No...nothing at the moment...you ok?" He worriedly says, backing up slowly. "You're...fine, right?"

She qwerks an eyebrow and nods slowly. "Oui, I believe I am fine, monsure." She replies smoothly in her Prance accent. "I was just on my way home. Madam Dusty was...not in the command center today, so I was working a little extra." She comments. "It's a little warm today, no?" She says, fanning herself with a hoof.

He swallows hard. "Oh hell no..not another one..." He swallows hard, backing up slowly. The unicorn mare steps forward , smiling sweetly.

"Monsure, are you alright?" She asks in her silken accent, her eyes focused on him. "Perhaps you should rest...you seem winded, and that you could use a shower." She mentions quietly, sniffing the air. She can pick up the scent of a mare on him, her nostrils flaring slightly. A door opens behind them in the hall, an olive drab coated Earth pony emerging from a supply room, sighing, then lighting a cigar before adjusting his Stetson and turning to walk out.

Her eyes light up with joy, Fleur side stepping the pilot mindlessly and walking straight for the stallion. "Oui! Magnific!" She chimes out loudly, quickly cantering down the hall to him. Talon breathes out a sigh of relief and continues his course, only to suddenly stop as he hears a yelp.

'Whut in tarnation?! What are ya doing, ya silly mare?!' The voice belts out. The pilot turns around with surprised curiosity, seeing, but by no means believing. There in the hall just fifty feet away, Fleur had the stallion pinned against the wall, passionately kissing him, giving love bites to his neck and ears. The stallion while surprised, didn't seem to be struggling too much. He cracks a smile, then turns to walk away.

"Monsure Sledge...I can't wait any---" The voice fades as he rounds the corner, continuing his walk to the hangar. It won't be too much longer before he beats Morrigan at her own game, with the help of his secret weapon.

The walk continues quickly, more sounds of commotion up ahead. He slows his walk down now, seeing Dark Fury in the hall a short distance away, the elite Lunar Stallion reading over a report with another Thestral, the guards look appears concerned and frustrated.

"Fury!" he speaks up, waving him down. The elite Lunar guard looks up, smiling.

"Ah! Comrade Commander! You are ok, yes? For zis I am glad!" He jubiliantly calls out with a wide grin. The stallion walks up to him, then embraces the pilot with a bone crushing hug. "I vas so vorried vhen princess study explode! And strange...yes? Princesses...zey seemed to be looking for you! Somezing seemed very interested in finding you. Vut I say 'I do not know vere is comrade!' And here you are! I can take you to zem!" He smiles with glee, puffing out his chest.

"No! No fury...listen uh...we're playing a game! Right..a game. Look, it's hide and seek, and I win the game if I can make it to the war bird. Can you help me out buddy?" Talon asks, with a hopeful smile.

"Hmm...ve are investigating a crime vith night princesses study, comrade...a game iz not good timed, yes?" He responds, bringing a hoof to his maw. "Maybe ve should play another time?"

"No! The study was...it was me. I was working on a new project, and it went up in smoke. Don't worry my friend. I'll fix it all up later after I win, ok?" He nods furiously. "Now look...I just need you and the other guys to distract the princesses while I make it to the bird, can I count on you?" He asks.

The Lunar Stallion pauses, deep in thought for a moment, before nodding. "Done, comrade! I vill see to it every guard iz helping you!" He salutes, grinning. "You can count on ze Lunar Stallions, Comrade Prince, for glory of ze motherland!"

Dark Fury gives Talon a hard pat on the back, the force of the blow from the armored guards hoof nearly knocking the wind from him. Talon then follows the guard to the Lunar Barracks just down the hall, to the joining parts of the castle, close to the hangar.

They arrive, the sounds of a loud ruckus in the air just beyond the door. Talon and Dark Fury raise an eyebrow to each other, looking with confusion. The stallion opens the door quickly, only to wish he hadn't. Beyond the door, Lunar Stallions were being pinned down and dragged around by various female solar guards, some maids, and two members of the kitchen staff. "Vhat iz ze meaning of zis?!" He bellows out, scowling. One of the mares glances up at the pair, only to respond by throwing a pillow, then returning to mounting her prey, Captain Aegis Shield.

Talon stares wide eyed at the massive pony piles taking place, shaking his head and closing the door. He pants, wishing he had some form of brain bleach for what he just seen. "Fury....we don't ever speak of this." He comments, the stallion nodding in agreement.

They turn around, looking for an alternate idea or path. "Vell Comrade, it looks like I shall escort you, yes? Come! Let us vin game! Ve bring pride to motherland for being best at ze game of seek and hide!"

The turn to trot and jog back the way they came, bound for the hangar. Minutes pass, the pair nearly there, only to come muzzle to muzzle with a white unicorn mare. Talon raises an eyebrow, all too familiar with the look in her eyes.

"Fury...we need to run lil buddy." He breathes out, beginning to back up. "There's something wrong with these mares...they're in heat or something."

"Nonsense comrade! It is Autumn! Zere is no such thing as an Autumn Heat!" He laughs. "You are scardey mouse, yes? Iz only ze lady Rarity." Fury steps forward in greeting, bowing to her. "And vhat a beautiful mare she iz."

Several tense seconds pass, Talon never taking his eyes off of the fashionista. She breathes quietly, panting softly as her eyes were glass orbs, appearing dead, and lost. She shifts her unfocused gaze to the Lunar Stallion, her horn sparking to life with an azure magical aura. Talon swallows hard. "Fury...RUN YOU FOOL!" He belts out.

"Vhat? Comrade you have surely lost your marbles---WHOA!" He suddenly shrieks, being picked up and slammed to the ground by the unicorn element of generosity. Rarity pants with a sinister grin, her field constricting to his rear hooves, the mare suddenly dragging him to the guest chambers she was staying in.

"Run Comrade Commander! I shall hold her off!" He says, looking at first to the human pilot with a fearful expression, then turning his head rearward to see Rarity, a grin forming upon his muzzle. "I vont let her get you!" He shouts back, his grin wider as the door opens, the stallion dragged in by his heels with a lusty unicorn. The scent of her heat was wafting to his nostrils, the Thestral knowing full well that Talon...was speaking the truth. The door slams shut, only an echo of the stallions 'resistance' being a memory now.

Talon shakes his head, dumbstruck. "Morrigan...I would have never guessed that one." He whispers, before turning around. Just one more hall left, and he'll reach the war machine, his salvation. Talon picks up the pace and starts to run, the sound of freedom so close at hand. He can almost hear the whine of the jet engines powering him back to sanity.

As he rounds the final corner, he comes face to face with his absolute worst fear. There...just a few feet ahead of him, was Princess Cadence. The alicorn's eyes were glossy, her eyes lidded. She's panting heavily, sweating and dripping. Talon eyes the ground below her hind hooves, seeing a small pool of the milky white fluid, another small drip trickling down her hind legs. Cadence is somewhat laughing, her head cocked off to the side as she gazes at him. The alicorn of love's wings hang loosely at her sides, her ears splayed out. "Talon..." She breathes out, taking another step.

He quickly turns on his heels to bolt, only to be knocked down by another. Nightmare Moon now stands over him, the black alicorn dazedly grinning, cooing lovingly as she eyes him. She extends a wing forward, brushing her primary wingtip feathers against his face as a sign of affection. "Master..." She whispers, taking a step and lowering her muzzle. Talon can see her pearly white, flat teeth within her maw, the alicorn smiling happily now that she has her prey.

"Nope! Gonna fix this!" He shouts out, scrambling to his feet and running. He tackles Cadence to the wall, shoving her aside and making a break for it at top speed. He pants as he gulps for air, running. He's almost to the hangar!

He smacks against the massive double doors of the ballroom, expecting them to be unlocked. The impact knocks him back to the ground, leaving him dazed and confused for a moment. He shakes his head to get the stars out of his vision, then slowly rises to his feet. "No...No way. No...fucking way!" He shouts out, getting up and kicking at the doors. They shudder and flex, but wont budge. Talon steps back and starts ramming the doors with his shoulder, desperately trying to break free.

A clicking noise gets his attention, the pilot glancing back briefly...he wished he didn't. All five alicorn mares stand there now in a horseshoe formation, each wearing their own twisted grins...each of their eyes glowing draconic slits. He stops ramming the door, and realizes one thing. No matter what he does now...he is absolutely...completely, one hundred and fifty thousand percent...fucked. he swallows hard, and does the only thing he can do.

As the alicorn's begin to step to him, he throws up his hands. "Wait wait wait!" He shouts. They freeze mid step, watching him. He reaches into his breast pocket, pulling out his twisted and bent sunglasses, the lenses cracked and chipped. In the other pocket, he retrieves a single cigarette from his crushed pack, bringing the fire tube to his lips and lighting it. Moments pass, with a sighed exhales the stream of smoke, then looks to the deranged alicorn mares. "...Ok." were his final words, before they moved in on their prize.