This part holds significance. If you can't deal with the most minor amount of violence, I guess you can pass through.

Celestia had many hours to lie and think, but she could not remove a certain subject from her thought. Her sister, Luna, had been the focus of her thoughts. The thought that her sister had done this to her made her roil with heartbreak and rage every time it crossed her mind. If she was ever able to escape from her cell, things would be much worse off for Luna than they had been the first time Luna had attempted to take the throne from her.

Something had occurred to Celestia, Luna hadn't tried to take the throne, she had succeeded in taking it. Celestia wondered if Luna was happy, she wondered if Luna was sitting upon her own throne right now, smiling and knowing that her sister, somepony who had always been there for her and somepony who had always protected her, was being tortured violently and starved every day. Tears began welling up in Celestia's eyes as she thought of everything.

Why? Why would Luna be so incredibly cruel and absolutely heartless as to do this to her? Her sorrowful tears growing greater as, anger, pain, and sorrow took over her emotions. They had been together for nearly two thousand years, they had been through things that no living being had ever experienced, and Luna turns and takes the throne for herself?

It was all possible, it only made sense for Luna to return from the moon after being imprisoned for a thousand years and immediately attempt to take the throne a second time. How could Luna be so incredibly selfish? The only reason Luna had ever attempted to take the throne in the first place was jealousy, she wanted every living creature to see how great her precious night was. The night was useless! The night was only good for giving ponies time to sleep and time for the earth to cool from the sun.

How could she be so fatuous to think that her night was beautiful in any way? It was a rubbish thing to fight for, and an even more rubbish thing to have Celestia tortured to the near point of death for its cause.

Hate and anger began to boil through the walls of Celestia's sanity, she began to think of the things she would do once the finally ended the three excuses for life-forms that held her in her cell.

Luna's punishment for this would surpass any thousand years of imprisonment, it would surpass Celestia's own torture. She began to think of the things she would do to Luna. For the first time in her entire life, Celestia thought of taking her sister's life.

Luna had been trying to take the throne from her for more than a thousand years, and now Luna was attempting and succeeding at taking Celestia's own life. How could Luna have her own sister, the one who had cared for them both for the longest time, tortured every day and not expect some sort of severe consequence? The enmity and hatred inside Celestia's mind overwhelmed her thoughts.

With her teeth clenched and tears streaming down her cheeks, Celestia let out a scream of anger, her psyche almost tearing itself down as walls of rage and deep hatred blocked the rational side of Celestia's mind from the irrational. The wooden door at the top of the stairs opened swiftly, the horribly blurry figure of Shield Arc coming through the door.

"Shut up down here, I'm trying to eat dinner!" Shield Arc's voice said.

"Do you think I care!? The only way I'd care is if the food you were eating killed you!!" Celestia screamed at the top of her lungs, her vocal chords straining from the volume.

Instantly Shield Arc started coming down the wooden stairs of the basement.

"Coming down here to hurt me? Will that make you feel better, you..." Celestia's sentence stopped as she saw a figure she knew all too well step out of the basement door.

The figure appeared to be dark blue with a flowing, wavy, semi-transparent mane. Celestia felt a rage she had never felt in her life rise as she realized her sister, Princess Luna, was the one at the top of the stairs. She exited from the basement door and joined with Shield Arc at the bottom of the stairs.

"You!!" Celestia roared, her voice changing completely.

"What are you shouting about down here!?" Luna asked angrily, Celestia able to just barely make out Luna's glowing eyes as she came down the stairs.

"I am shouting about you, Luna!! Did you come all this way from my throne in Canterlot to come and see what you've done to me!?!" Screamed Celestia as she attempted to stand, but the excruciating pain and nausea caused by blood loss prevented her attempt.

There was a long pause from her sister, Celestia noticing that Luna and Sheild Arc had shared a glance.

"Your throne? I've already destroyed your throne, mine is the only one in the throne room, and for a good reason: you don't exist anymore!" Luna gloated.

Celestia's face contorted with flaming rage, her eyes tearing through Luna's.

"You think you'll get away with this, don't you!? You'll never be what I was, you'll never amount to what I was able to do for this world!! Your night is useless, as are you! Do you think turning me into your imaginary friend Nightmare Moon will do anything!?!" She bellowed in response, now only slouched against the concrete seat built into the wall behind her, her front legs draped over the seat in still futile attempt to stand.

Luna angrily undid the lock to the cell and entered, moving towards Celestia.

"Y-You are nothing but a child!"

Celestia's words ceased as Luna drove her hoof directly into Celestia's face, causing her to loose the grip she had on the concrete chair and slip back down onto the floor of the cell.

"You think you're power surpasses mine?!" Luna shouted, looking down at Celestia's crippled and weak figure

After a few seconds of regaining her bearings, Celestia pulled herself into the same slouched position she had held before the blow, her slouched height almost equaling Luna's fully stood height. Celestia burst out in a loud, maniacal laughter at her sister's unimposing figure.

"How do you expect to ever best me!? You always were the weak one, no matter what it came to!" She roared in fury.

In response, Luna flipped her sister over onto her back with the assistance of a spell and placed her right front and back hooves on Celestia's chest and stomach, firmly holding her down and restricting some of her breathing. With a spell, Luna took Celestia's mangled left leg and held it up, slowly beginning to twist at its base; consequently, Celestia let out a rough scream of agony.

"Weakness is your only virtue. You can talk about how you can stand up and walk around all day, but it doesn't change the fact that you lie here and cry like a filly every night!" Luna exclaimed as she twisted Celestia's broken leg.

After several grueling seconds Luna finally letting go, Celestia rolled and writhed on the concrete floor as the pain equal to having her leg broken ten times over completely immobilized her.

"I-I'm going to kill you!!" Celestia cried loudly, fresh tears coming to her eyes.

Luna was taken aback. She knew Celestia had threatened the lives of the three holding her in the cell, but threatening the life of her own sister? There must have been more damage than what appeared on the surface.

"You'd kill me? I'd honestly like to see you try." Luna mocked, stepping off Celestia.

"Y-You do all of this to me... a-and expect have no consequence? You truly are just a child!!."

"You're a lot meaner than you used to be, Celestia." Luna spoke.

"Y-You deserve no sympathy! Do you expect me to be kind? E-Especially with what you just did to my leg!?" Celestia shouted, her left leg cocked and pressed against her chest.

A few moments passed without any words between the two.

"Well, I think I'll be leaving now. I had traveled down here to make sure you were being treated properly, and I think these three have succeeded," Luna had turned for the door, but hadn't begun walking yet, "I've got a long flight back, and Admiral Cloud Drop has some business to go over." She finished, beginning to leave the cell and Celestia.

"W-wait. Is... is Cloud Drop part of this?" Celestia inquired in a heart-broken tone.

"Oh, yes. He has been for the longest time. In fact, he and I will be there with you on your final day... sister." Luna sneered as she walked up the steps, a bewildered looking Shield Arc following her up the stairs.

"Okayokayokay... wait a minute. Did she think you were Princess Luna?" Shield Arc stumbled after he and White Dust got to the top of the stairs.

"Yeah... I think so. I went with it, and I don't think she'll be too happy from now on." White responded after, in a completely improvised manner, just impersonated the Princess.

"What's going on?" Red Hoof called from the dining room.

White Dust was about to yell the story to Red, but he realized he was still standing near the basement door. He didn't want to ruin the surprise for Celestia. He and Shield walked into the kitchen, Red Hoof was still sitting where he had been before Celestia's noises had interrupted dinner.

"Celestia though White Dust was Princess Luna," Shield explained concisely.

Red Hoof set his spoon down on the table and looked at the two wildly.

"What? How?"

"I have absolutely no clue, but when she started off yelling at me I went with it," White said.

"So, you pretended to be Luna?"

"Yeah, and I think I just made the rest of her life a whole lot worse."

"Why? What happen?" Red asked.

"When we first got down there she was having some sort of emotional breakdown, and the second she saw me she went on about how I had come down from her throne in Canterlot to see what 'Princess Luna had done to her'," White explained.

"She must have hallucinated that you were Luna... actually, it's surprising it hasn't happened in the last few days. Severe damage to the Occipital cortex can cause hallucinations, as can head trauma in general, and, something else that seems to be an issue with her; insanity." Red responded verbosely.

"Yeah... it was, uh, interesting," Shield commented, obviously still confused by the previous happenings.

"Sounds like it."

Without further discussion of the incident, White and Shield sat down at the table and continued their meal.

Cloud Drop and Princess Twilight walked out onto the tarmac, both dressed in warm clothing, as they waited for the flight of helicopters Princess Luna was on board with to return.

"According to the letter she sent, the Princess was able to solve that issue between Stalliongrad and the Gryphon Kingdom," Twilight spoke, her breath clearly visible in the frigid air.

Cloud chuckled lightly.

"I knew she'd be a good leader." He said, smiling lightly.

"Excuse me?" Asked Twilight, her head snapping to his direction.

"Uh... Celestia and I had once talked about how Luna would, when it came her time, be a great leader." He explained, lying about Celestia and his 'discussion'.

Twilight turned her head back towards the runway, her initial suspicion mostly quelled by his response.

"Did Luna ever send a letter in response to your kind act?" Cloud asked a moment later, referencing how Twilight had given aid to a large mob a few days prior.

"No, actually, she didn't. I know she got the letter because you can't not get the letter, but she never acknowledged it. I guess she was busy and never got around to responding."

Suddenly, a series of extremely loud alarms began sounding, the sudden noise scarring Twilight half to death.

"What's happening!?" She yelled to Cloud Drop.

"No clue, but it's not good."

The door of an adjacent structure to where the two were standing opened swiftly, a group of what appeared to be fire fighters exiting the building as they rushed towards a small hanger-like building. Twilight's attention was drawn in the opposite direction as the siren of a fire fighting vehicle blasted into the air. The truck rushed towards the runway, upon reaching the strip of concrete it slammed to a halt as the 6 fire fighters hopped out and began to unravel several large hoses from the truck.

Over all of the sirens and alarms, the rumble of the helicopters finally became audible. Twilight and Cloud Drop stepped away from the door of the ATC and out into a more open spot, the first helicopter became visible. After a few moments the others banked around towards the runway, but they weren't following the first helicopter's formation. There didn't seem to be anything wrong with it, there was no smoke and no visible damage, but it was flying differently. Instead of flying a slow, straight line as the other 18 helicopters were, it was coming towards the runway quickly, the tail pushed to one side as if it was in a heavy wind.

"The tail rotor is out." Cloud Drop said.

"What?"

"Look, the tail rotor isn't spinning." He stated.

Twilight was able to see that, indeed, the helicopter's tail rotor was not functioning.

"But, I thought that helicopters can't fly without the tail rotor!" She spoke.

"At low speeds, they can't. That's why it's coming in so fast, if they slowed down it would start to spin, the only thing keeping it from spinning is the air pushing against the sides of the body." Cloud explained.

As the helicopter got closer Twilight was able to see the sliding door on the side of the helicopter open, three Soldiers lined up at the door. She assumed they were preparing to jump out the second the helicopter touched the ground. The aircraft was now over the runway and had begun to slow down, as it did the yawing force became stronger. Finally, the 3 wheels of the aircraft touched down and the speed began to decrease, and as it did the tail began turning harder which caused the tail wheel to jitter and screech as it was pulled sideways. The Soldiers in the door began jumping from the quickly moving aircraft, most of them falling and sliding along the snowy tarmac. After a short time, the aircraft was totally empty of its former occupants.

The force on the tail wheel exceeded past its breaking point, and with a loud pop, the tail wheel ruptured. Without the friction of the rubber, the helicopter's spin became worse, and as the pilot tried to compensate the helicopter began tipping to the side opposite its spin. It looked as if it would tip over and dig its rotors into the ground, but in an instant the pilot pushed the aircraft back over before the rotors could strike the tarmac. Finally, the pilot pushed full down pitch on the helicopter's rotors, sticking it to the ground as it spun to a stop. After resting still for a moment the engine was shut off, and the rotors slowly came to a stop as ground crews and fire fighters rushed to the wounded aircraft.

"Well, that was extremely close." Cloud spoke calmly.

"Yeah... I was pretty sure there for a moment that thing was going to crash." Twilight responded after a relieved sigh.

The 18 helicopters that had been hovering nearby began moving again, re positioning themselves to land on the runway. Cloud Drop's attention was turned behind him as the door to the ATC opened, a mare dressed in a dark blue dress shirt exiting. She was one of the Air traffic controllers, as indicated by her shirt and a small pin near the collar.

"You need to convince the Princess to buy us some new helicopters, these things are dangerous." She spoke to Cloud Drop.

"Replacements for the entire fleet?" He returned.

"Yes. That's two incidents within a few days of each other, not to mention what happen to Princess Celestia."

"You've got a point. I'll see what I can do in ways of convincing her."

Twilight, who had been observing all of the action on the aerodrome, turned to address the Air controller.

"Is everypony okay? That was a pretty hard landing." She asked.

"Yeah, everypony except the Pilot."

"Is he hurt!?" Twilight asked, more concerned that previously.

"No, but she's angry. That same pilot and that same helicopter had tail rotor problems before the flight left for Stalliongrad, and needless to say, the Pilot isn't too happy." The Air controller explained.

"Oh, well... at least she's not injured."

One by one, the other 18 aircraft still in the air found their homes on the ground. After being instructed as to which one was Princess Luna's, Twilight and Cloud began across the tarmac towards one of the still running aircraft. As they got closer, the sliding door at the side was opened by one of the Ground Crew members, whom stood at attention in a rigid salute as Princess Luna exited the aircraft.

"Greetings! Good to see you two again! I hope that taking care of things here was not too difficult, hm?" Luna spoke over the sounds of the aerodrome.

"Where did you get that watch?" Cloud Drop asked, ignoring most of her statement as his eyes locked on to the sleek, flat black timepiece on her right hoof.

"Ah! Yes, I purchased it while in Stalliongrad. Some large market... the Great Bazaar, I think it was named."

"Grand Bazaar, your highness." Cloud corrected.

"Indeed."

"Luggage, your majesty." A female Ground Crew member informed, Luna's case standing next to her.

"Thank you, miss."

Upon taking her black luggage bag, Luna began off in the direction of the commotion surrounding the recently downed helicopter, Cloud Drop and Twilight followed behind.

"Did you get the mandate for the Library all taken care of?" Luna asked as they walked.

"Yes, I did."

"Ah, good! I am glad that my absence to fill out the important things was not an issue."

Twilight had almost asked what mandate the Princess was speaking of, but almost instantly knew the mandate mentioned was the one restricting anyone other than high-ranking officials from viewing Investigation documents. She felt a little nervous, having broken into the library to gain access to the Investigation on the crash Princess Celestia was involved in several days ago while Luna was absent in Stalliongrad.

"Well... Miss Twilight, I believe you can return to your home in Ponyville soon. I do hope you had an enjoyable time here." Spoke Luna as they walked, bringing Twilight's attention back to the conversation.

"A-Actually, your highness, I was going to stay a few more days. I packed for an extended stay, and I doubt that I'm seriously needed in the Library back in Ponyville." Returned Twilight.

"As you please."

A little more walking brought the trio to the crowd surrounding the crippled helicopter, the crowd being composed mostly of Ground Crew members who had not been involved in the actual event.

"I am so relieved that she did not crash." Luna spoke with a sigh, referring to the pilot of the helicopter.

"For a second I was very, very sure that this thing was going to tip over." Twilight added.

"Excuse me, your highness?" A slightly recognizable female voice asked from behind the group.

Luna turned to meet a tall, slender mare; her figure adorned with her flight suit and helmet.

"Yes, Pilot?"

"I'd like to have a word with you about something." She stated, seeming a little shaken.

Luna stepped aside from the group.

"What would your concern be?"

"Look, I understand that the Guard got these aircraft because they're simple, but they're unreliable! I really think you and the Guard should invest in that new contraption from Stas; the SN-32. It's a little more complicated, but it's a thousand times better than these piles of scrap. Ask the other pilots, I'm not the only one who feels this way." The pilot bantered, the emotion in her voice clear.

"You were the pilot who had the damaged tail-rotor." Luna stated, seeming to ignore the rant she had gotten from the Pilot.

"Yes, I was... and I don't think I've ever felt the fear of death." She spoke coldly.

"You and your comrades are the one's that must deal with these machines, so you would know more than any pony. You believe that this... SN-32 would prevent things like this happening again?"

"The SN-32 doesn't have a tail-rotor, so no, it wouldn't."

"I will speak with who I must, but I will promise you that you and your comrades shall receive these new aircraft," Luna concluded solidly, saluting the Pilot after her speech.

The Pilot saluted back, a smile resting upon her lips. Luna walked back to Cloud Drop and Twilight, who were both still standing near the damaged aircraft.

"Cloud, come with me. We have some research to delve into." She spoke firmly.

"Wait, on what?"

"A new aircraft."

Author's Notes:

I've spent more time than I'd like to admit trying to fix any grammar and spelling errors in this long story... but I know there still are some. If you spot one, please notify me