For as long as Sheton could remember, he hasn’t ever experienced pain very much in his young and short life since he was born. At least, not the physical pain that he’d feel whenever he was training with the other Thestrals and his mother back home. The closest thing he ever felt to pain was the emotional type whenever he was being bullied by the colts and fillies at the school that he went to in Canterlot City. Being the sensitive and soft-hearted little colt that he was, it made it hurt that much more, and there were more than a few times where he was found crying in a secluded area shortly afterward. It hurt more than any kind of physical pain he had gone through, be it during training in his abilities, or the rare times the other foals tried to beat him up. Luckily enough for him, it ended as quickly as it had started after they witnessed his Thestral strength but didn’t end the emotional bullying. As he grew older, he found himself slowly getting less and less bullied, and the only agonizing pain that he found himself going through was during his rigorous training sessions. Sheton didn’t mind though, since it was to help build his strength and pain tolerance, and would one day help him when facing anything threat that he may have in the future.

Now, as Sheton lay in the forelegs of the young adult Pegasus mare that was with him, he found himself thinking he should’ve trained more. Because he was feeling what had to be the worst pain he ever experienced in his life.

The stormy grey Thestral colt took slow shallow breaths, trying to keep the pain in his body to a minimum level as he lay in Apple Grove’s embrace. He shivered as the hole going through his stomach and his back stung in the coldness of the night, dried blood coating his fur and ground beneath him. Every so often, he coughed slightly aggravating the most serious wounds on his body and causing him to let out groans of quiet agony. This was immediately soothed by Apple Grove, who kept the young foal close to her, trying to provide as much comfort as possible.

“Damn, that there injury is hurtin’ ya something fierce ain’t it?” Grove asked, nuzzling her cheek against Sheton’s face. “Is there anythin’ Ah can do t’ help ya make it better?”

Sheton shook his head, doing his best not to move too much. “N-no, it’s alright M-Ms. A-Apple Grove…t-there’s not m-much either of us c-can do at t-the m-m-moment. W-we’re not r-really in the s-state to m-move right now.”

“Yeah, yer not wrong there…” Grove nodded, flanking at the large stick of wood that was longed into her stomach. “Ah still can’t believe Ah wasn’t able t’ feel this thing until after Ah had gotten mahself together again. Ah must’ve been in so much shock by what that Serafino varmint did t’ me that mah mind didn’t have enough time t’ react t’ it.”

“U-uh-huh…I-I guess it’s a g-good thing that you were unconscious w-when you got h-hit…otherwise t-things p-p-probably would’ve b-been a lot w-worse.” Sheton murmured, shivering as he still remembered the agonized scream that Grove gave. “D-do y-you think y-you’ll be able t- h-heal f-from that?”

“Hon’ do ya even realize who yer askin’ that to?” Grove asked, holding back a chuckle. “Ah’m a member of the Sweet Apple Titans. We’re known fer bein’ able t’ take a beatin’ of any caliber; if Ah can’t git back up from somethin’ like this, then Ah don’t deserve th’ name.”

“Heehee…yeah, you definitely seem like the pony who can handle something like this.” Sheton giggled lightly. “T-then again, I’m a thestral and we’re kind of known for the same thing, s-so that makes two of us.”

“Judgin by how well yer takin’ these hits, I’d say you are.” Grove giggled back. “Yer one tough little colt; even if ya do look like a baby Vampire.”

Sheton bit back a laugh, letting it dissolve into a humorous snort instead. “Very funny.” He said softly, his fangs gleaming as he grinned.

The sound of something slamming into the ground near them caught the duo’s attention, and they looked over to who had gotten hit. The curly indigo mane and the ocean blue fur let them know that it was Crescent Shield that had fallen, looking to be banged and bruised. That lasted for only a moment, before the filly shot to her hooves, thick wisps of yellow magic swirling around her like a see-through sphere. With an echoing whinny, she flared her owl-like wings and took off into the air, leaving the crater in her wake.

Grove and Sheton followed Crescent Shield to where she was flying over, and watched as she collided right into Serafino. Her horn punctured his side and caught him off balance, allowing Fire Flash to rain down on him and slam into his other side, engulfing him in flames. As all three of them hovered in midair, grappling at each other like Golden Eagles, the bat winged Nightmare Alicorn stallion failed to notice Scootaloo descending towards them.

“Heads up Crescent!” Fire shouted, flapping her wings to pull herself away from Serafino. The winged Unicorn filly looked up at where Scootaloo was coming from, and instinctively teleported out of the way. Just a second after they did so, Scootaloo slammed into Serafino’s back with all the power and might that her little body could muster, and it as a lot. Almost faster than the other fillies could blink, they both slammed into the ground, creating a massive crater that made multiple cracks slither across the ground.

Smoke exploded form the cracks, obscuring both the filly and the stallion from view of the other fillies, Sheton, and Grove. Despite this, they could still here the yell of pained rage coming from Serafino, along with the sound of Scootaloo painfully squealing. When the smoke vanished, it showed Serafino hovering on top of Scootaloo, one of his hooves, driving deep into her chest to keep her from escaping.

“You are such a sneaky cowardly little girl, attack me from behind!” He hissed acidly, glaring down at bright orange filly. “I have half the nerve to snap your own spine for nearly breaking mine! What kind of pony goes for an attack like that?!”

There was suddenly a massive explosion as multiple jungle-like vines burst form the ground, lashing out at Serafino was if they were Cobras spitting out venom. They coiled around Serafino like multiple garter snakes confined into a single space, gripping him tightly. Serafino grunted and used his wings to try to slice at the vines, which kept him form from seeing the sun yellow filly approach him. By the time he did notice, a pair of yellow hooves were slamming into his face, colliding with so much force that it made his fangs fly out of his mouth. He gave a low hiss of pain as he spat out black blood, before looking into the glowing eyes of an enraged Apple Bloom.

“Somepony who would even think of attackin a group of foals that weren’t tryin’ t’ fight him in the first place, that’s who!” She replied, snorting hard as she drove her hooves deeper into the ground. “Also, that was fer knockin’ Sheton’s fangs outta his own mouth ya varmint! Ah can only imagine how much that hurt him, ‘specially since Bat Pony’s teeth are longer than ours!”

“Oh, don’t me such a little drama queen.” Serafino spat, rolling his reptilian green eyes. “In case you didn’t see, his fangs almost immediately grew back; stronger and sharper than they were before. So you don’t need to worry about him not being able to use them for drinking fruit or something like that.”

There was a flash of emerald green magic, before Sweetie Belle suddenly appeared in front of him, a glare as sharp as the tip of her horn aimed right at the stallion. “That’s not the point and you know it! It’s not just about Sheton losing his fangs! It’s about you making him watch as you were about to maim every single one of us! He told you to leave us alone, but you didn’t listen, and you got yourself one hay of a beating.”

“Not to mention that you made us think that you killed him, especially after he put his life on the line to save us from you, you damn asshole!” Fire snapped, fire dancing around her enlarged frame. “Now, we’re going to make you pay for hurting him!”

“Like I said before, we weren’t going to show you any mercy.” Scootaloo said softly, propping herself on her forehooves. “You hurt one of the friends of the Crusaders of Ponyville, and we’re not going to let you get away with that! Speaking of which, Dinky should be back with some of the members of the Sweet Apple Titan Family, and when they find out what happened, and what you did…” Her singe visible eye glowed a bright orange, somehow freezing Serafino in place. “…I can’t say what they’ll do, but…I know that it won’t end well for you.”

“Ha, you really think that I’m scared of a little group of farmers?!” Serafino snorted, throwing his head back in a laugh. “Did you forget that I’m not even the real Serafino, but a clone of him? The one that is real is back at that little farm filly’s home, most likely burning both it and some of the trees to his heart’s content. I’m pretty sure that I won’t have to worry about them by the time I’m done with you.”

“Ah wouldn’t be so sure ‘bout that there partner.” Apple Bloom retorted. “In case you forgot, there’s one other foal that’s apart o’ this group. One that happens to be the most durable of them all, so Ah’m bettin’ that he’s back at mah house, tearin’ yer so-called master a new one fer burnin’ down our clubhouse.” She suddenly paused, as if she had just remembered something important. “Speakin’ o’ which…”

Without warning, the vines entrapping Serafino sent him in the air, spinning him around in it, before bringing him down and slamming him into the ground. Scootaloo, Fire, Sweetie, Crescent, Sheton and Grove all watched as Apple Bloom repeatedly slammed the Nightmare Alicorn Thestral stallion into the ground, letting him collide into a few black trees. Eventually, she stopped in her brutal assault, and let him crash to the ground in front of her, groaning in agony.

“That was fer burnin’ down our clubhouse ya bat winged varmint!” Apple Bloom yelled right into his face. “An’ fer impalin’ mah cousin on a tree an’ nearly buryin’ Spike alive!”

“You do realize that he also played a part in doing that right?” Serafino asked, glancing up at the sun yellow filly. “I mean, he was spewing fire out to and it spread about your little clubhouse, so I don’t think you should blame it all on me.”
“You’re seriously trying to throw the blame around?” Scootaloo whispered in astonishment, shaking her head. “We all saw you do it yourself, and the only reason Spike did it too was because he was trying to save us from you! You were going to burn all of us and Apple Grove inside there, and it was only thanks to Spike trying to set you aflame that prevented that!”

“That may be so little filly, but he’s on fire still added to mine in the destruction of your hangout.” Serafino murmured. “So, in a way, he’s still at fault.”

“Whether he meant to or not doesn’t really matter to any of us.” Crescent said, hovering above her friends and enemy. “All that matters to us, is making sure that you’re gone for good, both you, and the real Serafino! That, and taking our revenge for you hurting Sheton and Grove!”

Serafino chuckled, his eyes beginning to glow. “Not if I take my revenge on that colt first! Solid Form Nightmare Alicorn Magic: Flaming Green Spiral Explosion!”

Within the blink of an eye, Serafino fired off a giant fiery blast of magic at Apple Bloom, striking her right in the chest and sending her flying away. As she collided with Scootaloo, the vines holding Serafino faltered, and he took this chance to rip away from them. Firing off his horn again, he shot his attack at Sweetie Belle, letting it hit her in the face as she was sent skidding and tumbling across the ground. Snapping his gaze up to Crescent, he shot at her, but Crescent managed to conjure up a shield, letting the attack bounce off of her. Serafino flared his wings, and flew out of the way, letting the attack hit directly into Fire Flash.

“Oh no, Fire Flash!” Crescent cried, her hooves flying to her face. Before she could apologize, she felt herself getting hit in the back and slammed into the ground. As she looked behind her, she felt a hoof drive into the back of her head, sending it into the ground.

“Oh my, striking down your own ally and friend?” Serafino asked, chuckling maliciously. “That’s not very nice.”

“Not nice?! I’ll show you what’s not nice!” A tug on his tail drew Serafino’s attention away from Crescent, and it was at that moment he realized he had made a mistake. That mistake being to briefly forget about the overly strong bright orange Pegasus filly that he sent flying along with Apple Bloom.

‘Oh dammit!’ Serafino thought in terror, those few seconds allowing him to think that before he was slammed into a tree. He scrambled to his hooves, and looked up to see Scootaloo’s hoof reared back in preparation for a punch, one that slammed into the tree as Serafino evaded it. It mattered little to the filly, for she ripped her hoof out as if it had merely gone through scratch paper, before she let one of her legs swing at Serafino, aiming at his head. He tried to dodge it, but his horn was unluck, and the stunning feeling caused by the strike caused him to mess up in the flight he planned to take. A strike to his chest, right into his Magical Life Force Gemstone, send him skidding across the ground, and Scootaloo pounced on him like a cat on a cornered house mouse.

“You have some nerve calling ponies out for doing mean things to do when you’ve done the same thing to us.” Scootaloo said softly, an undertone of fury lacing her voice. “I don’t think I’ve ever met a pony as hypocritical as you…not even my school bullies are at your level!”

Serafino snorted, lifting his hindlegs and kicking Scootaloo away from him. “Well, then it’s a good thing that you only have to deal with your little school bullies. Because if I was in any of their positions, I’d be making your lives a living hell. Which is exaclty what I’m planning to make the last few moments of your miserable life be!”

“Not if we have anything to say about it.” Scootaloo said as the rest of her friends appeared on either side of her. She looked down at the gemstone she had struck, and took notice of the multiple cracks in it. “It looks like you’re on your last legs too…it won’t be alone before this fight of ours is decided and one of us comes out as the victor.”

“Now that I can agree with you one with no complaint.” Serafino grinned evilly, blowing his long mane from his face. “Though that victor is not going to be any of you, especially that little fledging friend of yours.”

Fire Flash snarled softly, flames engulfing her body as she flared her wings. “We’ll see about that, bastard.”

As the fillies and the stallion charged at one another once again, Grove pulled both herself and Sheton over to one of the closest trees. Once she had gotten herself as comfortable as possible, she did her best to tend to Sheton, who was trying his hardest not to show his discomfort.

“Wow, they are not holdin’ back on him, are they?” Grove asked, adjusting her Stetson. “At this rate, they may destroy the entire Black Tree Grove.”

“W-well, can you really blame them? T-they saw me get s-stabbed right in the chest, presumably w-where the heart is.” Sheton pointed out, wiping at his muzzle. “I know I’ve only met them ours b-before, b-but…if I s-saw that h-happen to one of them I-I’d probably go insane too.”

“Ya mean like how ya did when ya saw that varmint almost bite Scootaloo on her neck?” Grove asked, making Sheton blushed. “Boy, what I wouldn’t have given to see that happen…”

“Yeah, I…wasn’t exactly thinking straight back there.” The stormy grey Thestral colt murmured, rubbing the back of his head. “I just hope that Granny Smith won’t be mad at me for destroying part of, um…this part of the orchard.”

“Oh, Ah don’t think you’ll need to worry ‘bout that sugar.” Grove cooed. “If anythin’ Granny will be a might proud o’ you fer what ya did fer them fillies. Besides, this part of the Sweet Apple Acres Orchard was abandoned a pretty long time ago, so it won’t really matter either way.”

“Yeah, I guess so.” Sheton murmured, staring back at the fight unfolding before them. “I hope that Dinky will get back soon. I don’t know how long this fight is going to last…if help doesn’t come soon, I know things are going to get worse for us.”

“Oh, don’t worry hon’, Ah’m sure that lil’ fillies back on her way here right now with th’ others, an’ maybe even Spike.” Grove said reassuringly, nuzzling the colt tenderly. “It hasn’t been that long at all since Dinky left, so she should be on her way back here already. As fer Spike…well, he’s a tough colt, so whatever that varmint did t’ him, he’ll bounce right back up from it so he can throw it right back at this stallion a hundred-fold. Jus’ wait, once they get back, we’ll make sure this Serafino fellow is gone fer good, and you can even help us do it.”

“Yeah…” Sheton nodded, sighing as he let himself rest against the larger flyer. “I hope so…”

The house and barn of Sweet Apple Acres shook under the force of Spike’s draconic roar as he flew at the darker Kirin in front of him. Both of his enlarged clawed digits were encased in emerald green flames that he hurled at a draconic Serafino, one hitting his face while the other slashed him in his chest. As the sinister black draconic Nightmare Kirin was sent sprawling away, Spike lashed out with his clubbed tail, letting it slam into Serafino’s stomach, letting the spikes of his club sink into them.

“Fire Titan Dragon: Titanic Roar!” He shouted, shooting a pillar sized stream of magic at Serafino, letting it collide with his chest. The draconic stallions’ claws dug into the ground as he attempted to keep himself from being flown away. Growling, Serafino roared and let out a stream of crimson flames at Spike’s own fire, letting it come to an even battle struggle of ignition. Eventually, the fire missed with one another and exploded, showering the two fighters in smoke.

That was soon forgotten as Serafino used his wings to send the smoke vanishing so he could search for Spike in the field. He soon saw the ground beginning to brighten up, and he looked up to see Spike descending towards him, one of his hindlegs coated in flames.

“Fire Titan Dragon: Titanic Talon!” He roared, swinging his leg out just when he was within reach, his claws gleaming through the fire. Serafino narrowly managed to dodge the attack, and he reached out and grabbed Spike’s leg, spinning him across the air as his mouth filled with scarlet flames.

“Nightmare Thestral Kirin: Demonic Crimson Bolts of Fire!” Serafino shouted, letting fire blast out of his own mouth like multiple bullets. They collided with Spike, hitting him in his chest, stomach, and face, with one of them getting to his wings before he fell to the ground. When he came to a stop, he opened his clenched eyes, and locked them with those of Moon Blade.

“Whoa, sorry Moon Blade, I didn’t see you there!” Spike exclaimed, his fear and worry giving way overriding his pain. “I didn’t hit you anywhere, did I?”

“No, you didn’t kiddo. I was just hear trying to recover from being bitch-smacked into the ground before you showed up.” Moon replied, forcing his head out of the ground. “That reminds me, what are you even doing here in the first place?”

“Long story short, me, Sheton, Apple Grove, and the girls had a run in with Serafino…or rather, the replica of him back at the clubhouse.” Spike replied, rolling himself over. Reaching out with his digits, he pulled Moon out of the ground and gently set him on the ground. “The bastard knocked me unconscious as the others were escaping from him. So, when I woke back up, and out of the destruction of the clubhouse, I searched for his scent, and went came back here to get him back for it.” He snorted smoke from his nostrils as he took in the bruises on the ghostly white stallion’s body. “It looks like you beat me to him though.”

“Hey, don’t stop me from giving that stallion the roughhousing he deserves. Especially after everything he had done to you and those precious young pups.” Moon murmured, gesturing to the gigantic reptilian stallion in front of them. “Speaking of which, I want to pay him back for trying to send me six feet under the ground.”

“That makes two of us then.” Spike smirked widely as Moon shook the dust and rubble form her coat, mane and tail.

“So…you’re back up on your hooves, are you?” Serafino asked, letting his tail smack against the ground. “No matter, it doesn’t make a difference if you’ve managed to recover from my last assault. It’s you’re only going to further your suffering if you keep this pitiful game of yours up.”

“Isn’t that what a soldier is supposed to be able to endure?” Moon asked, raising an inky black brow at his enemy. “It doesn’t matter the extent of injuries or physical, mental, or even psychological trauma that we have to endure. We are the Royal Guards of Equestria, and as long as we stand, we won’t let evil tyrants like you leave your mark of evil on the earth!”

“Big talk coming from vampiric looking stallion who was just moments ago squashed like big under my claws.” Serafino laughed, the sound making Moon and Spike shiver involuntarily. “I’d like to see just how you can hold up to that little oath of yours…if you have any strength to do so at all.”

“Oh, trust me, I have plenty of strength left in my arsenal for you.” Moon replied, his long fangs shining as his scarlet orbs glowed. “Time for me to show you the next level of my power!”

With a snort, Moon raised his gleaming purple sword towards his face, letting the front of the weapon rest onto his neck. The move took Serafino and Spike by surprise, and the latter started to get a little scared. Before the titanic drake could ask him what he was planning, Moon suddenly sliced a cut right onto his neck.

“M-M-M-Moon Blade!” Spike cried in disbelief as he took a step back, causing the ground to shake a bit. “What in the name of Igneel did you do that for?!”

Moon glanced at Spike, giving him a bit of a smirk. “To show him the monster within me~.”

As he said this, Moon’s body suddenly froze up, and he slammed his ethereal sword into the ground while he got down on one knee. For a moment, there was nothing but shaking coming from Moon, leaving Spike and Serafino to wonder what he was planning to do. Then, he raised his head up and let out an ear-piercing screech, one so loud that it made Spike cover his ears in pain, causing him to briefly forget about Serafino. That pain however, quickly turned into terrified amazement when he saw Moon Blade beginning to change color and form, with a black and purple aura surrounding him. His ghostly white fur darkened to a more sinister indigo color, with his mane and tail becoming just a shade lighter. A grove of feathers grew on the upper edges of his wings, which seemed to grow in size and length as they reached halfway down the wings. Moon’s mane and tail skirt grew wilder and even thicker, with his leonine tail growing larger and more muscular. Finally, the armor covering his hooves broke apart, revealing claws mixed between that of a bat’s and a dragon’s.

Moon didn’t move until the aura that was surrounding him was gone, and when he did, it was slow and composed. To both Spike and Serafino’s surprise, he actually continued to go upwards, until he was halfway up to Spike’s height, on his hindlegs. He pulled his sword out of the ground, which then grew more than twice its normal length, and when he opened his eyes, they were now a gleaming dark violet. With the sclera’s of Moon’s eyes being an inky black very much like the ink you would find in an ink jar.

‘Whoa…now that is one badass looking form!’ Spike thought staring in amazement at the sight in front of him. ‘Is this one of Moon Blade’s ultimate forms?!’

“My word…what in the world is that?” Serafino asked, looking just as shocked as Spike, if not a bit intimidated. “What did you do to yourself? Did that cut you gave to your neck have something to do with it?”

Moon didn’t answer, just letting out a feral growl as he gripped his enlarged sword with his curved purple claws. Then, in a flash of black and purple, he was in front of Serafino, delivering a vicious lash across the lower part of his chest and stomach. The giant Nightmare Kirin roared in agony as blood burst form his wound like a hose, and he tumbled to the ground. Pain seared throughout his entire body, making him feel like he was being struck with multiple tasers and having his muscles and bones mangled form the inside.

“Why you…vampiric blood sucking bastard, what the Tartarus did you do?!” he demanded as he forced himself to his clawed feet. “What kind of an attack was that?!”

“One that will make your blood scream for mercy and beg to be let free.” Moon replied, pointing his sword at the transformed stallion. “This is my Murasame Vampiric Void Dragon Form, allowing me to use the powers of the void, the dragon, and the vampire, all in one! With this, I will be able to send you to into the vortex of oblivion, never to return to this farm again!”

Rather than feel intimidated by Moon’s form or his threat, Serafino merely chuckled. “Oh, so that’s it; you think a few little zaps of lightning are all that it’s going to take to finally defeat me? You are even more naïve than you let on to be.”

“Careful now, you may want to watch your words.” Moon said softly, pointing his spear at the draconic stallion as it crackled with blue electricity. “If you play with lightning, you’re going to get more than zapped.”

Spike sweat dropped. “Um, don’t you mean, if you play with fire, you’re going to get burnt?”

“You know what I meant Spike.” Moon murmured, not bothering to look at the drake as he flared his bladed wings. “Now, come!”

“Hey, save some for me Moon!” Spike exclaimed, flaring his wings as he followed after the newly transformed stallion. As the trio duked it out in midair, none of them noticed the grayish violet Unicorn filly that had made it to the battlefield. She only took a few spare moments to gape at the fight happening before her, before focusing her attention on the house in front of her. Without a second thought, she ran over to it and started banging on the door, desperate to get to the only ponies that she knew could help.

“Hello?! Hello, is anypony in there?!” Dinky cried as she continued to knock violently. “Granny Smith, Big Sis Amethyst, Momma, anypony! Open the door and help me, please!”

“Dark Flash!” Curaçao shouted, vanishing in another dark streak of magic and out of Applejack’s sight. Applejack who was crouched in a leaping position, merely listened out as she heard her opponent bounce about in the air. At the last second, her swung up to look up behind her to see Curaçao approaching her form above, both of her armored hooves extended out.

“Iron Mass!” A flash of red washed over Curacao’s body, and it vanished just as she made contact with the ground. Applejack managed to leap out of the way, doing a whirlwind of backflips before landing on the ground, just in time to see Curacao swinging one of her hindlegs down at her.

“Whoa nelly!” She cried, leaping away again on a more instinctual level as Curacao’s hindlegs made holes in the floor. Without warning, Curacao did a full split with her hindlegs and made another move that caught Applejack completely off guard.

“Iron Mass: Spinning Wheel!” The next thing Applejack knew, Curacao was a whirling horizontal cartwheel that leave deep holes in the floor. Applejack was barely enough time to turn tail and try to gallop away as the ocean blue mare. With one final drive, Curacao leaped in the air and headbutted Applejack in her armored forehead. An action she immediately regretted as a dull pain flashed through her head, but that didn’t stop her from pulling another leg attack on Applejack. “Black Storm Leg!”

“Oh no you don’t!” Applejack shouted, lifting one of her own legs and kicking it away from her just as Curacao swung it. The slash of black went sailing in the other direction, crashing through one of the windows as Applejack leapt up and swung her leg into the side of Curacao’s head. The attack sent her reeling back, and as Applejack galloped after her, Curacao kicked at her, sending her further away.

“Not on my watch; Dark Cloud Jump!” She shouted, kicking at the air a few more times as she jumped further and further away from Applejack. Once she was far enough away from her, Curacao actually kicked off the air back towards her with her hoof outstretched. “Dark Hoof Bullet!”

This time, the attack managed to hit Applejack, striking her right in her upper stomach, though not quite as hard as Curacao would’ve liked. At the very last moment, Applejack had managed to jump back, lessening the force of the bunch as she leapt away and skidded to a halt. As she did so, she couldn’t help but look down to see the floors fixing themselves right in front of her.

‘Damn, these floors aren’t like any that I’ve seen.’ She thought as she flicked her tail. ‘That Nightmare Moon must’ve done something pretty special with her magic ‘r somethin’

“I see you jumped back so my Dark Hoof Bullet wouldn’t hit you as hard.” Curaçao suddenly said, snapping Applejack out of her thoughts. “That was honestly pretty smart of you to do that, even with that armor of yours. It surely would’ve broken it and let my hoof go right through your chest and your heart.”

“O’ course it was, with your powers bein’ like mine, Ah should know what moves to avoid, especially in my most vulnerable places.” Applejack nodded, letting out a snort. “Besides, it’s not like yer really given me the opportunity t’ show what Ah can do anyway. Yer really beginin’ t’ run me ragged right now, with you movin’ so fast.”

“Oh, Ah’m sorry, Ah’m Ah not fighting fairly right now?” Curaçao cooed, tilting her head. “My had sweetie, Ah guess Ah got a lil’ too carried away back there. Ya know, with me showin’ off mah own version o’ th’ Six Powers, even if they seem a lil’ dark.”

‘A little?! Those attacks look like they’ve come from the deepest densest parts o’ mah farm’s Black Tree Grove!’ Applejack thought to herself, a tick mark appearing on her forehead. Taking a moment to calm herself, Applejack shook her head and said, “Yeah they did, but it don’t really bother me as much no more. Ah’ve seen plenty o’ that by yer leader since she had come an’ busted the Summer Sun Celebration, so it don’t really effect as much.”

“Awww now that’s just said, now it won’t be as thrilling for me to see the look of terror on your face while I send you through the wall.” Curaçao pouted, the expression looking anything but genuine. “No matter, Ah’m still gonna have fun breakin’ ya b’fore Ah finally squash ya into applesauce.”

Applejack could not help but let out a light chortle. “Okay, that was kind of a good comeback there sugarcube, considerin’ Ah am an Apple after all.” She replied, smirking a bit. “And speakin’ o’ sending me int’ th’ wall…Titan Shave!”

In a flash of white, Applejack vanished and came up in front of Curaçao, one of her leg extended in an attempt to kick her again. Curaçao’s red slitted eyes saw it however, and she lifted her forehooves up to block the axe kick. She swung her arms out to send the farmer staggering back, and tried to swing Applejack’s legs out form under her. Before she could, Applejack regain her balance and lashed her legs out again letting her’s and Curaçao’s clash in midair. As they parted, Applejack lashed out with one of her hooves.

“Titan Hoof Pistol!” Applejack shouted, aiming it at Curaçao’s stomach, only for the other Earth Pony mare to smack it away. She lashed out with her other hooves, but Applejack ducked under it and shot her other hoof out. Just like with last time, Curaçao evaded it, leaping away just before it made contact with her armored body.

“Apple Tempest Slice!” Applejack shouted, shooting a vertical white slash out of her leg, letting it sail towards Curaçao. Curaçao snorted and simply held still, letting her Iron Mass protect her from the attack, before she bounded towards Applejack.

“Dark Cloud Jump!” In a flash of blue and red, Curacao bounded across the air and waited for an opening to take Applejack by surprise. At the last moment, she appeared with her hoof shot out and aiming to hit Applejack square in the face. The armored farmer just barely managed to evade it, jumping away in a series of backflips before lunging at Curaçao.

“Titan Sun Step!” She yelled, bouncing off the air with a circle of fire left behind her. In a burst of speed, she flipped in the air and brought her leg down on Curaçao’s arm just as the ocean blue mare began to leap away from her. The icy floor cracked under the pressure; Curacao’s foreleg being dug into it as Applejack hovered over her.

‘Damn she’s fast!’ Curaçao thought to herself, glancing at Applejack’s hindleg before looking into her glowing white eyes. ‘This mare is definitely no joke.’

“Ya see right there darlin’? Ah ain’t no joke of a mare here.” Applejack said as if she were reading Curaçao’s mind. “Ah may have mah hooves tied most o’ th’ time with th’ farm, but that don’t mean Ah don’t know a thing ‘r two ‘bout combat. Then again, what farmer don’t know about shit like that?”

Curaçao’s expression relaxed somewhat, her burning red eyes flickering into Applejack’s fiery white ones. “Ya got a point there…every farmer should know how t’ keep themselves safe.” A small fanged smirk made its way to her face. “They should also know when t’ take advantage of any opportunity fer victory…Dark Hoof Bullet!”

A small bit of blood exited out of Applejack’s mouth and shoulder as Curaçao shot her hoof into it, making her stumble. The ocean blue mare suddenly vanished, before appearing just feet away from Applejack and lashing out with her legs. “Black Storm Leg: X!”

Before Applejack even realized it, and ‘X’ shaped slice of black magic was hurling into her, sending her skidding across the ground where she crashed into the wall. When she regained her senses, she propped herself up, only to stop at what she was feeling. Looking behind her, her white eyes widened she saw she had crashed into her Element, and that there was also a crack in it.

“Oh no!” She cried, spinning around to access the damage. Thankfully the crack wasn’t too wide, but still large enough to look pretty serious. ‘Shit, Ah actually left a mark on this thing, an’ at th’ worst o’ times! It’s a good thing Ah slowed mahself down when Ah did, otherwise it could’ve been a lot worse!’

“Uh-oh, it looks like Ah left a lil’ mark on that there Element o’ yers.” Curaçao giggled. “You’d better be careful, ‘r ya may end up shatterin’ it t’ dust.”

“Yer the one that shot me int’ it!” Applejack retorted, snorting at the darker mare. She sighed as she ran a hoof through her mane, calming herself down. “Ya don’t have t’ worry ‘bout it though…cause Ah’m gonna end this fight right here, right now. Ah already got plenty o’ steam out from dealin’ all o’ th’ bullshit in this forest, so Ah’ll Ah want now is t’ send ya on’ th’ other side o’ it.”

“Well, in that case, why don’t we go ahead and finish it?” Curaçao asked suggestively. “I have one special attack that’ll surely give you what you want. One that will push the Six Powers Fighting Arts to the very limit; the Six Powers Extreme.”

Applejack paused. “Six Powers…Extreme?”

Curaçao nodded slowly, smirking maliciously. “Mhm, that’s right; th’ most extreme move there is. By the time I unleash it on you, you’ll be nothing more than an armored corpse on the ground.” She took a fighting stance that made it look like she was about to vanish again. “Be prepare for the end…Applejack Sweet Apple Titan!”

Author's Notes:

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Okay, I am not even going to try to explain as to how I was able to get this chapter out as fast as I did right after the first one. To be honest, even I'm trying to figure that out myself, and I guess the only thing I can say is that my writers block wasn't bothering me as much as it did several days ago. I suppose that played a major factor in helping me write this chapter huh? Speaking of which, just like how I had stated last time, I was going to focus back on the situations happening in Sweet Apple Acres, and in Ponyville, and as I was writing this, I had realized that I had only done have of that...at least in my mind at the time. For a moment, I was thinking of rewriting the end of this chapter to make up for it, until I remember just what I had named the title as, and managed to stop myself form making a pretty silly mistake. I am so glad that I did, otherwise that would've been a bit of a waste of fiery writing.

Well, that's all for now everyone; tune in next time for the incoming conclusion to the fight in Ponyville before we witness one of the Savage Six receive some Divine Judgment by an angel of Faust herself!!!

P.S. Moon Blade's last middle and last names have been changed after some research done and editing made, so go please go back to chapter 13 at the part where Queen Celestia is summoning the Captains of the Solar Division, Lunar Division and Shadowbolts to see the slight changes made to him.