"Damn," Effiela said to herself as she fell out of her Silver Nuke's explosion, and looking back to see the destruction she had caused. The rainbow of the blast, with dark clouds spreading out before the silver, sparkling magical smoke and the red and green flames. Spitfire was right, it was truly a beautiful sight. "Ha! Shows them! I wasn't able to kill them, but I didn't need to anyways! I did this just for the hell of it! And it did give me a thrill... that's what matters!"

Effiela watched the clouds and smoke pass her, and noticed she was still falling. Frantically trying to catch herself, she teleported higher, back above the clouds, which were created from her Silver Nuke, where she was joined by her alicorn changelings, who all bowed before her. She was their queen. No, their God. "A small start, only a small start, I see," Effiela sighed, now beginning to fly off to Canterlot with her subjects following her. She did not look back again, and did not care if the ponies in Canterlot were warned already, she now was confident that she could stand up against Celestia and Luna. She did feel a bit of fear against Zecora, and was nervous to battle against Cadance and Shining Armor, and against the entire Wonderbolts, now regretting that she was only able to beat two of them, she surely felt her limits being pushed as they gave her the hardest fight she had so far. They actually looked down on her as if they were equals, as if they actually stood a chance against her. She hated that, she hated that they would rather die serving Celestia instead of worshipping her. "I'm the God now! Just look at all I've done... I can't stop now! I..." A sudden emptiness filled her heart as she was getting closer to Canterlot. She could sense Celestia's dense magical energy along with Luna's, but Celestia's stuck out more. Luna's energy was wavering under her sister's, Luna's was fierce, but had many obvious openings. Luna's power kind of scared Effiela, as she was now going to fight against an Alicorn that had experienced many grueling battles, including ones against god-tier enemies to match her own prowess. But Celestia's... Effiela felt Celestia's energy, still growing, unwavering, deeper than fierce, full of rage, strong willed, full of killing intent. She stopped flying and descended from the sky to the ground so she could vomit. She saw her vomit was full of blood, as her body still was not done healing. Looking to her minions, she ordered a quarter of the four thousand alicorn changelings of her army to check on and destroy Ponyville. The rest would follow her to Canterlot and wreck havoc with her. As she prepared herself to further fly to Canterlot for possibly the biggest battle of her day, she tried to be sure her mentality was as clear as a blue sky. Against the two regal sisters representatives of the Celestial beings in the sky themselves, Effiela needed to make sure she was calm, cool, and collected, ready to fight and win against the two sisters.

"Stay calm, Effiela," the pegasus pony said to herself calmly, taking deep breaths and wiping the remaining vomit from the corners of her mouth. "You've come this far, you can't give up now! You've survived this long, haven't you?" She began crying, and began to hallucinate violently, imagining Celestia approaching her within a black space, with nothing to defend herself, her wings were gone, and she could not scream or move, as she was completely bound by chains and gagged. She broke from the illusion and traced that it was coming directly from Canterlot. Celestia was trying to break her spirits and get her to give up.

She flew up into the air with the rest of her alicorn changelings and continued to fly at full speed in Canterlot's direction. She screamed in frustration, as the speed and wind dried the tears from her face. She felt herself about to vomit again as she entered the direct vicinity of Canterlot, now only a mere mile away, and Celestia's magical energy alone felt like an ocean, with pressure high enough to effortlessly squash and apple in its entirety and compress it to only a mere thousandth of its size. Now drowning in her own fears and worries of being destroyed by Celestia, Effiela thought over and over to give up and turn around, to turn away from her life and kill herself. She was not flying herself, but it was the madness of the Alicorn Amulet driving her, but slowly she succumbed to its juicy temptations. Her pride would not let her turn around, and it was fueled by her rage and her envy, all coming back down to her bloodlust. She was utterly pissed at Celestia and the Alicorn Princesses, envious of their powers, and truly did not want to give up and be remembered as somepony who gave up halfway through, after talking up a storm about what she would do and how she would do it. Though she truly wanted to save Equestria from its despair, it was her bloodlust and her bloodlust only that drove her to do this. She had gotten used to smashing heads in and slicing ponies up, hearing their cries and their begs for mercy. And she wanted to continue to do so, but Celestia's energy brung her down like it was bug repellent. She felt as though if she had not wasted so much time and energy in Cloudsdale and nearly died to the Wonderbolts, then she would not be so scared... However, she truly was thankful that she experienced that battle, and as a matter of fact, knowing that she could just regenerate the wounds and soothe the pain like ice on a burn really turned her on.

Pain gave her a sick pleasure, and she only could fantasize of what Celestia would do to her...

no, she could find out pretty easily what would happen, as surely she would be there shortly.

Effiela teleported both herself and her alicorn changelings through the barrier Luna was maintaining around Canterlot, and ordered them to fight the soldiers of Celestia and Luna's army and kill and absorb as many ponies as possible, while she went to fight the sisters herself. She still felt scared as hell, and that would never change, but if she had to do anything right now, that was successfully overthrow Equestria by taking out the two lead heads. She knew it shouldn't change, that it couldn't change, and it wouldn't change. She knew that for sure... but yet again, it did not matter what she knew, all that mattered was what she did and how she did it. That's all she truly cared about. Next Chapter: Act 1. CHAPTER 6: The Authority of the Sun Estimated time remaining: 1 Hour, 6 Minutes