I walked down the hallway and heard Celestia and Luna arguing with each other. Celestia sounded pissed off about Luna's decision.

"Luna, you can't be serious! Without you I can't use the elements to defend Equestria, besides we're a diarchy! I can't rule without you!"

I looked in and saw Luna whirl around on Celestia.

"You can't use the elements?! Ha! Sister it has been plain to me for a long time... The ponies of Equestria cherish you as they do the sun, and just like you they only tolerate my presence, constantly circumventing me and going to you for their own benefits. Not to mention those little whispers among your Guard constantly testing the patience of mine. The Night Guard may not know this, but by their presence my own senses are amplified through them. I hear every word of hate spoken. Here, my Guard would be able to live peacefully and be treated with kindness as other ponies are. In Equestria I am unwanted, but here I am not only needed, but wanted. As the thestrals have set as a custom, there was a celebration in the names of the dead and so I went down among them and the ponies here. They legitimately care for me, almost as Equestria does for you. The crystal ponies are cautious of the creatures in my night, but they do not fear it as the ponies in Equestria do. This is my choice to make sister. I will send a portion of my Guard here to Equestria with you to collect my belongings and then help with the movements of the rest of the Night Guard here.  There can only be one princess in Equestria, and that princess will not be me."

She turned and walked past me in the doorway, leaving behind a distraught Celestia. Luna walked in the doorway I was hiding behind and turned to me with a sad look,

"Come along, dear Jack. I know you have been hiding there."

The Night Guard was completely content with the move, sending back groups to retreive their belongings. There was a bit of apprehension but there was a small enough number of us that no one really objected to getting out of Equestria, the memory of the way that the thestrals had been saved from the brink of extinction fresh in all of their minds, and I still sought to repay my debt to Luna. If being here would make her happy, then I would do everything I could to help make that happen for her not to mention the fact that I wanted to look into the unitologists previously in control of the empire.

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It took a few weeks to move everything of Luna and the Night Guard from the castle but we finished. The whole city was in celebration throughout Luna's coronation to being the new Crystal Princess, and with the final words from Luna, the ceremony was done. Luna's standard black metal ornaments had been replaced with a new set, crafted of white gold and moonstone. her face was shining with a bright smile throughout. The castle had been redecorated somewhat, and now was decorated with a mix of the tapestries and the like from before Sombra, but now with the sorts of things placed about the parts of the castle owned by the Night Guard and Luna. I myself had been given the title of Luna's Champion, and was one of her most trusted allies. I was honored, and even now I argue of whether or not I was deserving of such. After the coronation celebration was over I stood by Luna's side in court, ever vigilant. My memory still held a streak of a perfect memory, and I knew from Dead Space that the unitologists weren't to be taken lightly. I looked up when one of the Night Guard's mages dashed in with an urgent manner.

"Princess Luna!"

The mare panted, out of breath.

"We found the designs for the Crystal Heart!"

The Crystal Heart was a relic similar to the Elements of Harmony, but made with different properties and uses. Ever since we arrived, none of our efforts to find the heart had produced anything, until now. Luna brightened.

"Excellent! Court is adjourned for the night, come along Jack."

I fell in line behind her. She spoke more when we had exited the throne room, walking with the mare that had told us of the discovery.

"I hope that we can use the plans for the heart in a way better than Sombra. With luck we will be able to assemble a new Heart with the abilities of the original, but perhaps even more powerful in conductance of magical power in order to defend the empire."

I nodded.

"The Heart conducts magic provided from the citizens of the empire along with the ambient magic in the area, right?"

Luna nodded.

"Do you think we could use it to take a look throughout the empire and maybe weed out any Unitologists in hiding?"

She shook her head and answered.

"I'm afraid not. Even if that were possible I fear it would come off poorly if it were revealed that I was spying on the entire kingdom. I can, however, find them through the dreamscape much in the way I found you."

I nodded.

"Yeah, that is true. Anyway, I'm gonna get a copy of those notes to give to some of the crystal mages. From what I've seen they're the closest thing that ponykind has to the engineers and scientists of my world. They seem excited to get a chance to look at 'advanced alien technology', and they seem to be more interested in science alongside magic rather than the Equestrian preference for only magic. I hope that maybe they can use the stuff from my world like my phone and then my plasma cutter to give the Crystal Empire a bit of a technological jump ahead of what it normally would have."

Luna nodded.

"Indeed it would be useful to have such advancements should we have another threat from the Unitologists in hiding."

After dropping off the plans and then my belongings from Earth (I warned them to be careful and not try to disassemble anything, seeing as it would destroy my phone and the plasma cutter... well, seeing as it had unlimited shots rather than the standard 12, I didn't want to run the risk of it flooding the castle with plasma) Luna and I went out to the Guards barracks to spar. Something I had gotten into the habit of doing ever since I was knighted to be Luna's Champion was sparring against Luna and then the other guards. After a few weeks I was beginning to become a skilled swordsman, both with my original shortsword I received when I joined the Guard and with the different arm blades from my various necromorph forms. Something I noticed from this was the fact that when transformed, my armblades were durable enough to hold off even the heaviest of broadsword strikes, albeit with some strain depending on my muscles. I still was nowhere near Luna, but I was a fast learner. Luna and I clashed blades, going back and forth in who had the advantage. We both were throne off by the door slamming open to the training room. I looked up and saw  Razor and Shield standing in the doorway. Shield spoke first.

"Princess Luna, Jack, there's trouble out in the west! There's a massive dragon making its way towards the city!"

Luna nodded.

"I will stay behind to keep the populace calm, and then to be a final line of defense. Jack, take your team and head out to speak to the dragon. If he comes in peace then escort him back, but if he means harm then you know what must be done."

I nodded, and started heading out with Razor and Shield. We walked along for a bit before I stopped. I looked at Razor.

"Hey Raze. Where's Orchid? She's usually with you?"

A furious blush and a stupid grin came across his face.

"Um. She's on... leave."

I looked at him for a moment before the pieces clicked in my mind.

"Oh. OH. Raze you sly dog!"

I gave him a slap on the back and Shield just laughed.

"I knew you guys were into each other but dang! Good for you guys!"

He held the same nervous smile.

"Yeah, thanks. I'm just kinda happy/nervous over all of it. Anyway, let's keep going. I got an important date with a pretty mare tonight, so I think we should hurry up."

I nodded and Shield just kept smiling.

"Yeah sure thing Raze."

It took the three of us a while to make it out to where the dragon was supposed to be. We looked up and saw the bugger. A massive dragon, covered in silver scales and looking down on us with gold colored eyes. I recalled the standard procedure for dealing with dragons. Not all dragons were sentient, but it was best to attempt discussion with any that approached. Depending on the dragon it could be talked into passing by in peace, going the other way, or simply negotiating. Many dragons were quite civilized in behavior, and would behave in the same way as  a pony. On the off chance that the dragon was feral or a sentient that would harm or attack anything near it the first option would be to drive it off with a show of force, and if that failed then the guard was allowed lethal force. I hoped that this dragon would be one of those that fell into the first category, namely being heading for the kingdom with peaceful intent. I called out to the dragon.

"Hail great dragon! For what purpose do you pass these lands!?"

He looked down at me with a disdainful expression, before landing on the ground directly in front of us. He spoke in a voice that conveyed that he was a long-lived dragon, as was confirmed by the tears in his wings and the patches of torn off scales.

"Hail strange creature of unknown heritage in the guise of the Night. I am Tharn, the elder dragon of the north.  I am here to claim what I am owed by the Crystal King Sombra, as agreed."

I wasn't sure what this could mean.

"And what would that agreement entail?"

He grinned as me, showing off almost every tooth and fang.

"The entire store of the Empire's metals in exchange for the obliteration and consumption of the Elder's Cairn hidden in the frozen north."

"Sorry  Tharn but Sombra's been deposed. Any agreements with him are now null. Sorry, but it looks like you worked for nothing. You have the apologies of the now liberated kingdom."

I didn't know what in the hell the Elder's Cairn was, but I decided that I would find out later. Currently, Tharn looked more than a tad pissed off.

"I must apologize as well then. I was hoping to have the ability to get the treasure I am due and then depart, but it seems I must take it out of that crystal city of yours."

He grinned at me again, but this time with malice. I was glad that Shield and Razor were skilled enough at reading body language that they could tell what was about to happen and dodge away as we all dashed to avoid the wave of dark red flames that Tharn sprayed at us. It seemed the time for words had passed. Razor shot into the air and started darting around Tharn, slashing at the patches of him that lacked scales. We'd learned a while back during advanced training the different breeds of dragon. From what we'd learned, as a dragon gets older the materials they consume vary, and alongside the meat, gems and vegetation they consume metals are added to their diet. The gems they eat boost their magical field, and the metals can sharpen and strengthen their teeth, enhance and harden their scales, even change the effects and color of their breath, all based off of the type of metal consumed. It even had the ability to change the appearances of their scales. From what we knew, this meant this would be a dragon with years of enhancement upon him. That meant that his scales would be near impossible to breach, other than the previous wounds on him.

"Haha! You cannot stop me fools! I will take what I am due!"

He swatted at Razor while Shield charged his right side with his sword. I morphed my right arm into a blade and then drew my sword with the other. I rushed for his left, morphing my right arm into a blade and then plunging it into an exposed spot on his neck. He turned to me and sent a wave of flame that I barely dodged by rolling below him. He dropped down with the intent to crush me, and I dashed to roll to the other side of him. I darted around him, cutting at the various weakened points in his hide. I could see Shield having to put in the extra effort to go fast enough to avoid Tharn, but he still did a good deal of damage. The first few minutes we did well, and Tharn was visibly slowing after a while of having to go between the three of us he was wearing out. He couldn't fly away anymore, as Shield had managed to get a full strike off, splitting through the membrane and crippling it. He was getting desperate to turn the tide before it was too late. That's when things started going wrong. Tharn finally got a read of our movements. With a single move he managed to bring down Razor with his good wing, and then launched him into Shield's path. Both of them were still alright, but stnned for the moment. That was all Tharn needed. Time slowed, and I charged in between Tharn and them. I panicked and tried an ability that I had thought of but never tested. Ever since Luna cast her spell, and ever since I gained this new form, of black flesh and yellow eyes, I had learned more and more about my abilities. I had transformed most of my body into necromorph forms, mixed and matched parts, and even gotten skilled enough to transform at a moments notice. But there was one thing I hadn't done with my forms.

Creation.

I surged with my magic, first morphing my arms into an ubermorphs blades, and then splitting them each in two and grew them out. I forced another transformation, reverting my arms into human form while maintaining the separation. At this point I morphed again, shifting both sets of arms and then the rest of my body into the form of a necromorph brute. I used the extra arms and increased body size to surround Razor and Shield, just as the wave of crimson fire engulfed me. It covered my entire body in searing hot pain, and I yelled out in pain but still refused to give way. My night guard armor stretched to its limit to shield my full form, and even with the enchantments upon it against dragonfire it peeled away and shattered after a few seconds of continued flame. After a moment the flames ceased, no doubt so that Tharn could glimpse his handiwork. I looked down at Shield and Razor, both of whom were looking at me in total shock. I spoke in the low voice which accompanied my morph into a brute.

"Get to cover. Now."

I held the transformation, and forced a bit more ubermorph power throughout myself, giving regeneration to mend some of the patches where the flame had burned through my bone plating after it tore apart the armor on my back and arms. I looked at Tharn, who now expressed genuine shock, not only that I took the full blast but that I was sitll alive afterwards. I roared and charged for him, leaping on top of his head. He reared back, and tried to shake me off, I was already at the edges of my magic but I still forced another transformation. My upper arms shook with strain as I extended blades out of my forearms, on the backs of my hands. I ran both of them into his eyes as he screamed in pain. He managed to grab me in his claws, and I cracked off the blades from my upper arms with the lower, leaving both spiked into his eyes. He threw me, and I sailed into the distance. My body felt like it was on fire, and after landing I collapsed in my original body. The remainders of my armor from my transformation was enough to reform into a mostly intact set of armor for my default form, albeit damaged, though I still had my dragon's eye amulet fully working. I looked over myself and saw I still had the extra set of arms, although they still matched my other set in being fully human.

"Huh. Well that's... new."

I looked up and saw Tharn charging for me. I tried to dodge, but I wasn't fast enough. He seized me in his claws, and threw me through the air and into his mouth. His jaws started to close, and I bought out my sword and stabbed straight upward, piercing through his jaw and into his skull. I screamed out in rage throughout.

"CALL ME HARRY POTTER YOU OVERGROWN FUCKBAG!"

A roar of pain echoed from inside the dragon, and I brought the sword  down in an arc, tearing into the back of his throat. He leaned his head back to force me down his throat, and I used my new arms with my legs to hold my sword in place, running a massive gash down the back of his throat and nearly into his stomach. I finally hit the end, barely holding myself from falling into the toxic death of dragon stomach acid below. I felt the dragon shudder violently, and then collapse to the ground. I pushed forward with my sword. It was pitch black, and the only way I could see was by the power of my armors amulet boosting my sense to give me some sense of sight. I pushed forward with my sword, struggling not to be crushed under the weight of the dragons throat. It was difficult going, my upper arms holding the way open while my lower cut forward, slowly grinding ahead.

From my best guess, it was a long while before I finally cut free. My sword was worn from the effort of piercing the scales of the dragon, nearly broken from the effort. My armor wasn't much better, now scrap metal at best. I collapsed on the ground, a freezing snow falling down. I shrugged of the ruined armor and stuffed it all into the small knapsack I kept at my side. The only part of the armor I kept on was my amulet, which still functioned. I activated on of the spells charged int the thing, a compass of sorts. The last safe location visited would be saved to it, and so I used it to find my way back to the empire. I stumbled through the streets, undoubtedly scaring quite a few ponies, seeing as I was a four armed demon covered in dragon blood wielding a broken sword.

I was frigid and barely standing when I reached the doors of the castle. The guards at the front were about to stop me, but I held out the amulet and they recognized me, about to offer help before I waved them off. I threw the door open to see a Luna with a tear marked face, along with Orchid, Razor, and Shield. I threw all  four of my arms in the air and in my state of being frozen, wounded, and low on blood after said wounds, yelled out.

"HONEY AH'M HOOOME!"

And promptly collapsed onto the castle floor.