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Alright, almost done with the Time Travel Arc. I have received some complaints on it and I just want to say, don't worry. We'll get back to the comedy/random adventure stuff really soon. I just want to get some plot advancement in for those of you who are genuinely interested in the story.

Please forgive me if this part of the story was the least enjoyable. I will try harder, on my honor.

So, as compensation, here is a list of things that you can expect after this chapter: Shipping/Romance (I know you want it, don't lie.), MOAR comedy (basically what this story was based on, anyway.), and of course, random chapter ideas by none other than YOU, the audience (I can get rather lazy sometimes, if you haven't figured that out already).

Also, until my schedule clears up, or if this story begins to lose popularity, I am putting my second story on hold. I know, you're crushed. (Sarcasm)

I won't hold you up (if you haven't already skipped this author's note already). Onward to the story!

P.S. Solar belongs to MrUbaNub. Thanks for the OC name, dude, you're the best! If I didn't do you're OC right, I'll accept any punishment you deem worthy of a low-life such as myself.

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Luna sighed as she relaxed in the room that had been given to her to function as her quarters. The room itself was nothing spectacular, barely any larger than a small bedroom, but Luna was happy to have a simple place to be alone and think.

After so much time overseeing all the military operations around Canterlot, she wasn't surprised that she was tired. Of course, this bliss wouldn't last long. She still had politics to get back to later, whether she wanted to deal with it or not.

Even though she was the leader of the Equestrian Military, she still had the duties of a princess. It was a difficult balance, indeed. She still needed to deal with the new Re-Housing plan proposed by the Royal Court.

Oh, how I hate politics. She thought to herself. How her sister had dealt with it (and with such ease), Luna would never comprehend.

The thought of her sister brought emotion with it, both of sadness at her imprisonment and joy of the very real possibility of her return.

"Ten years…" Her voice trailed off.

She shook her head. This wasn't a time to get sentimental. The plan to save her sister had not even begun yet and it was a bad move to count one's eggs before they hatched.

The success or failure of the mission depended on a lone individual, the past version of her student Alona.

Of course, she had complete confidence in Alona's magical capabilities. Even though the "Past Alona" lacked the experience that "Future Alona" had, she was still remarkable. She had learned the spell in two tries and seemed confident enough to go and sneak into the Castle grounds.

However, it would take much more than ability to get out of everything alive. Alona needed luck, and lots of it.

Any other teacher would have wished their student good luck. They would have hesitated at sending their friend into the midst of danger.

But, as Luna knew full well, Alona didn't need someone to wish her luck.

She almost seemed able to make it all by herself.

At the Royal Castle…

Ryan hated waking up. Sleep was blissful and sane compared to reality, especially a reality filled with nonsensical things like magic and talking ponies.

He often grew tired of the painting of a world on which he was imprisoned. He was almost certain that someone had simply dumped buckets of bright colors anywhere they could.

He almost felt a stab of regret of ever having agreed to come to this world. It was starting to annoy him a great deal.

Of course, if he hadn't come here, he would never have met his friends nor would he have learned how fun it was to mess with ponies.

His friends were not spectacular by normal standards. Ryan imagined normal friends high-fiving each other and hanging out while doing random things around town. Perhaps they got into a little mischief, but it was nothing too horrible and could be regarded as "playful antics".

Not himself and his friends, however. They were the exact inverse. Their kind of "fun" included the destruction of numerous square miles of private property, torturing prisoners, fighting full-on battles, and the occasional execution.

The most polite term that could have possibly been associated with the three was "absolutely insane".

Ten years of being corrupted by Discord will do that to a person, I suppose. Ryan thought as he got out of his bed.

He sniffed the air and was rewarded with the odor of smoke and fire.

"I love the smell of destruction in the morning." He sighed. "Well, I better eat breakfast and start today like another other-"

He was interrupted by the sound of the enormous bedroom door slamming.

"Hey, Sleeping Beauty! Up and at 'em!" Diane exclaimed. The look of urgency on her face was one that Ryan rarely ever saw. "We have a problem!"

Ryan just sighed.

Just outside the Inner Gates (One minute earlier)…

Like many of the original residents of Canterlot, Solar hated looking upon what his city had become. Sugar's Bakery was utterly destroyed, as was the once bustling Canterlot Market Street. Many of his foalhood friends' homes were reduced to rubble, and his had probably seen better days.

Practically nothing remained but memories, bittersweet ones at that.

Before the war, he had been an aspiring astronomer. It had been a very real possibility that he could have worked with the Royal Science Department.

His brother had always been supportive, even though he knew next to nothing about astronomy. His brother had been one of the Royal Guard, always proud of his position and responsibility. Solar had always been a little jealous of the compliments his brother received from their parents, but not enough so to hold any ill will against his brother.

Then the Battle of Hoofington happened. His brother had been the part of the detachment Princess Celestia had sent to capture the three terrorists that had destroyed the newly-built city of Las Pegas.

It had been a month before he saw his brother again. He had come home beaten both physically and mentally. After that, he barely spoke and began disregarding orders. He was on the verge of being discharged from the Guard on the account of mental instability when he finally snapped out it.

He then formally resigned from all military work and packed his things to go as far away as possible.

Solar, right before his brother left for some unknown destination, had learned all of what happened.

"Those three ponies aren't normal, Sol." His brother had said. "I used to think that the Guard was the best group of fighters in the world, but Hoofington proved me dead wrong. They, the three I fought, acted like it was a game. They would kidnap somepony one day, beat him up, and send him back. My friends weren't the same after they'd been taken, nor was I. They ruined Hoofington in a matter of days, Sol. We can't match that. Equestria can't match that…"

He never saw his brother again after that. His parents tried to find him, but it was almost as if he had vanished.

"You enjoying your day dream, Corporal?" A gruff voice said behind him. "Get your head of the clouds and stop lagging behind the rest o the group."

"Yes, sir. Sorry, sir." Solar said back to Major Facade.

Solar's military career had started just after Princess Celestia's capture, as had most of the other ponies in the military. It had been a rallying call for many, picking them up from their fears and allowing them to fight for something they believed in. They wanted their monarch back, and they would stop at nothing to do just that.

He had been in plenty of campaigns, seen dozens of towns reduced to rubble, and watched as his squad mates were captured through it all.

Changelings never killed their opponents; they simply captured them by using their relatively weak magic to stun them. Then they would take them back to their hive and slowly drain away their captives' emotions as food.

It had previously been thought that Changelings only ate love, but they actually ate whatever emotion they could get their hooves on. It just so happened that love was the most nutritious.

"Hold position." Captain Agile said. The platoon stopped just outside the gate. Changelings were literally right in front of them. "Stop the cloaking spell, Corporal Solar."

"Yes, sir." Solar said as he stopped focusing his magic. The orange shroud that covered the entire platoon shimmered twice then winked out of existence.

The expression on the four Changelings' faces was absolutely priceless to Solar.

"Have fun, colts." Major Facade said with a grin as he looked at his soldiers, cold hatred of the enemy in their eyes.

In the Royal Garden…

"This plan is so stupid." Naomi mumbled quietly to herself as she past another huge area of hedges in the garden maze. The entire maze was larger than Naomi had ever been in and she doubted that if she didn't have Luna's set of directions, she would never find an exit.

She wanted to simply fly in the air and leave, but that would attract the attention of the numerous Changeling guards. Teleportation was also another no-no because it would produce a bright flash along with it.

"Another left and… oh, thank you, it's the exit." She said with a sigh of relief.

"Did you hear something?" An extremely soft voice said. Naomi quickly shut her mouth, hid behind a hedge, and stopped moving.

"I did not hear anything." Another whisper replied. "It must have been the wind."

"It may be the fighting at the Inner Gate. The Masters ordered all of the guards over there."

"Then why are we standing here?" Whisper Number Two exclaimed. "The Masters will have our heads if we do not help in the fighting!"

"But I like my head."

This earned a sigh from the other.

"G-920 you are the least intelligent drone I have ever had the misfortune to meet." Whisper Number Two scolded.

"Thank you, Captain." Said Whisper Number One.

The other one sighed. "Just get moving."

Naomi heard their hoofsteps gradually get softer as they left and decided that it was time to move as well.

Perhaps it was the excitement she felt or just plain craziness that led her to start humming the theme to Mission Impossible.

After unnecessarily sneaking behind multiple statues and large plans that populated the Garden, she found the center.

She stopped her playful humming as she gazed upon the statue forms of Celestia, Twilight Sparkle, and the rest of the Mane Six.

Twilight, Rarity, and Celestia all looked as if they had been taken by surprise. Rainbow Dash had a look of defiance on her face, as did Applejack. Fluttershy was hiding behind her hooves. Strangely, Pinkie Pie was smiling.

"That's… weird." Naomi noted quietly. "Time to get you all out of there."

Her horn sparked to life and was surrounded in a green aura. Naomi closed her eyes and began the spell. It required complete concentration, a strong will, and, unfortunately, a five minute charging period.

She heard explosions off in the distance and worried about the battle.

"I hope they're okay…" her voice trailed off as she refocused herself.

Back at the Inner Gate…

"Fourty-three!" Cameron shouted as he sent another Changeling flying into the walls of the castle.

"Darn it! Let me catch up, will you?" Mike exclaimed just before he used the blow-back spell on a group of the insects that were threatening to engulf him. "Hah! Fifty-two!"

Both of their heads turned in response to a deafening explosion from behind. Smoke drifted up from the smoldering crater left in the explosion's wake. Naomi casually walked up and out of the hole covered in dirt.

"One-hundred-seven. Don't worry I counted them all." She said as she walked back towards the fighting. "Thanks for playing, guys."

The two merely stared at each other.

"Your wife is psycho, dude." Mike said.

"And you're an idiot." Cameron shot back.

Before Mike could respond, he was blasted thirty feet from a sickly blue orb of energy.

"Well howdy-ho." Said a dark blue pony from behind. "It's you 'Hero' guys again. Don't you ever get tired of losing? Not that I mind, really."

Cameron received his own ball of energy and was blown back into the Inner Wall.

"Diane, get the ginger. I'll get the blonde. Christopher… you do what you want, dude." Ryan said.

Ryan stepped forward to Mike who was stumbling back to his hooves. His horn glowed dark blue as he readied a finishing shot.

Before he could discharge it, Naomi's hoof connected with the back of Ryan's head, sending him to the ground with an audible thump.

"Seriously, can I not leave you alone for a minute without you dying?" Naomi scowled.

Cameron merely shrugged before dodging a devastating body slam from Christopher, obliterating the wall behind Cameron in the process.

Ryan got back up and barrage Naomi with magic, making her dodge behind a fallen slab of stone. Ryan quickly diverted his attention to Cameron who was about to move in on Christopher.

"I'm gonna plant a dumbass tree!" Ryan said as he levitated Cameron off the ground and slammed him back down at a high speed. The resulting mini-earthquake shook the ground vigorously.

Instead of continuing the beat down, however, he turned to Mike who had just imprisoned two dozen changelings in a magically-created box and chucked it clear off the side of the mountain on which Canterlot was built.

Ryan used his magic to thrust Mike into the Inner Gate. Unlike Cameron or Christopher, Mike didn't have the incredible physical toughness that allowed the latter to hit hard objects without any damage.

He slumped to the ground without a sound.

Ryan looked up at the sky and could see blurs of brown and red moving rapidly across it. He couldn't do anything for Diane, as any magic he performed would hit her as well. She probably wouldn't have wanted help, anyway.

He turned to the area where he had last seen Naomi.

"Sorry to keep you waiting-agh!" Ryan said shortly before Naomi delivered a painful uppercut to Ryan's jaw.

Back in the garden…

Concentrating, concentrating, concentrating… ugh, this is boring. Naomi thought as she passed the two-minute mark of her spell. Unlike the time she used the Time Distortion spell, she actually felt good, aside from being bored out of her mind.

It took only a few more seconds before the spell was completely done charging. All Naomi had to do was release each pony one at a time.

She decided to release Pinkie Pie first. She focused on Pinkie's statue, which glowed bright pink in response and slowly turned from stone to her real body.

Suddenly, Naomi felt unimaginably giddy. Her mind raced with all the possible songs that she could sing while performing the spell. She even started giggling for no discernible reason.

She finished freeing Pinkie and instantly gained control of herself.

"What the heck?" She asked herself. "That was weird."

Pinkie Pie was still unconscious and was snoring loudly.

Naomi moved on to Applejack. Almost as soon as soon as she began the unsealing, her thoughts became clouded with thoughts of farm work and bucking apple trees. She felt the urge to speak with unnecessary southernisms as well.

"Ah have no idea what's goin' on." She said, her voice accented like that of a cowgirl. She covered her mouth with her hooves.

She ended the spell as soon as possible. Applejack was out cold as well.

"Testing, testing, one two three, testing." She said to herself, making sure that her voice was normal.

This process continued as she went down the line of statues. When freeing Rainbow Dash, she felt sure that she could defeat Discord by herself. With Rarity, she cringed at how much dirt was on her hooves and mane. With Twilight, she wanted to read a library's worth of literature, regardless of the topic.

"This is one weird spell." Naomi grumbled as she moved finally to the largest statue in the Garden, Princess Celestia.

Oddly enough, she felt no surge of emotion or personality change when she released Celestia, only intense heat.

Celestia's statue radiated a golden aura before finally disappearing completely, leaving only the crumpled body of Celestia on the ground.

As per Luna's instructions, Naomi teleported the unconscious Mane Six plus Celestia to the headquarters.

She then signaled Cameron, Jake, and the others that she was done by firing a flare spell into the sky, which exploded brilliant green as soon it reached a decent altitude.

"That was really easy." Naomi disbelievingly. "I wonder why they never tried this plan before…"

As she was about to teleport away, a dark blue bubble surrounded the entire castle grounds. It was similar, if not identical, to the barrier spells that she had learned while with Mike in the Archives back in her time.

Her thoughts were interrupted as her future self landed on the hard stone floor in front of her with a sickening thud.

Naomi stared dumbfounded. Future Naomi looked as if she was repeatedly hit with a baseball bat all across her body. She wasn't moving and her breathing was rough and irregular.

Landing next to her was a dark blue pony that Naomi assumed was the leader of the Evil Heroes, Ryan. He bent his head down to Future Naomi.

"You once asked me a long time ago, 'if it was my choice, would I have done what I did'. I didn't give you an answer then. Well, I've had time to think it over." Ryan said softly, almost solemnly. "There is no choice for me, you, or anyone else in this stupid world on what we will or won't do. There are no choices, only actions."

Future Naomi didn't reply and continued breathing heavily. Ryan turned from Future Naomi in disgust towards Past Naomi.

"And as for you…" Ryan said menacingly. "You can't win, even if you somehow manage to escape and stop this specific timeline from happening by going back in time. It'll all just end up the same way. Hell, I can't win no matter what I do. I just endure and try to make things go my way. You would have been smart to do the same."

"Get out of here!" Future Naomi yelled at Past Naomi.

"I'm glad to see that you're still conscious." Ryan said mockingly. "Do you want to watch as I beat down your younger self?"

Past Naomi stood petrified, unable to do anything as Ryan created a ball of black energy, sparking with blue lightning.

"I really wouldn't do that if I were you." Cameron said, coming out of the bright crimson flash of Mike's teleportation spell.

Before Ryan could even spit out a single syllable, Cameron bucked him into one of the numerous stone benches of the Garden.

The blue bubble that had formed over the Castle Grounds sputtered and went out almost as if someone had flicked a switch.

Naomi opened her mouth to thank Cameron, but he cut her off.

"Teleport now, talk later!" He exclaimed. Naomi didn't need him to tell her twice. Quick as lightning, the three had disappeared out of the Garden in a brilliant emerald flash.

Loyalist Headquarters…

Consciousness seemed to far from Twilight Sparkle's grasp. Whenever she tried to reach it, she seemed to float further away.

Her dreams were clouded with her and her friends' fight against Discord, Spirit of Chaos. Her mind continued to rewind the memory with vivid detail, almost as if she were trapped in time.

Fluttershy's yelp as she was the first to turn to stone. Rainbow Dash still zooming through the air and then meeting a similar fate and eventually falling to the ground.

The feelings of hopelessness and inability to save her new friends haunted her.

She suddenly jolted awake as she felt the coldness of ice water as it was splashed into her face. She sat up and began coughing before being tackled with what felt like a… hug?

"W-what?" She sputtered as her dizziness cleared and her sight was restored. All around her were the other Elements of Harmony, all of them exuberant. Especially Pinkie Pie, who seemed to be crushing everypony else by the sheer force o the hug.

Twilight smiled back and looked around. "Where are we? What happened?"

"I don't have a clue! First we were trying to fight that meanie, Discord, and then we all started turning into statues, I think Fluttershy was first and the Dashie, then me!" Pinkie Pie said before taking a giant breath in. "But now we're here in this spooky room and, hey isn't that Princess Celestia?"

Twilight took a few seconds to piece together the shockingly fast Pinkie Sentence before deciphering the final part of it. She turned to two large alicorns, one bright as day and one dark as night.

"Princess!" Twilight exclaimed as she looked up to a smiling Celestia. "And… Princess Luna? Oh my, you're tall!"

"What an intellectual observation." Luna said with a drop of sarcasm, though Twilight didn't seem to notice.

"Luna, be polite." Celestia said. To the others, it looked completely ridiculous to see Celestia chastise her sister, who was as tall as, if not taller than, Celestia.

"Yes, sorry, Tia." Luna said softly, almost childishly.

"As for your questions, my dear pupil, I believe that these three can explain everything better than I." Celestia said motioning to Cameron, Jake, and Mike, who had just come through the large wooden door.

"Facade?" Fluttershy asked, her eyes lit up at the sight of him and her voice was at a slighter higher volume than it usually was. "Is that you?"

Cameron's face turned a dark shade of red.

"Um, hi, Fluttershy." Was all he could think of to say. Jake chuckled while Mike put his hoof on Cameron's shoulder.

"Good job, stud. Are you going to tell her about your wife, or should I do it?" he whispered.

"I'll get to it later." Cameron said, his blush growing more vivid in color.

"So what happened? What's going on? Why are you blushing?" Twilight asked, her questions were shot out of her mouth like bullets from an assault rifle.

"Well, it was an epic story where I took the ring into Mordor, killed the Jaberwocky, and went on to save Narnia." Jake said. Everyone looked at him as if he were insane. "Never mind…"

Mike cleared his throat and began the true story. "What actually happened was…"

At the Base's Hospital…

Naomi hadn't left her future self's side since she arrived. The medics had told her that she was going to be fine, but Naomi wanted to make sure of it herself.

It's kind of weird to see yourself beaten up. Naomi thought. It makes you want to be sure that you don't die.

"Are you feeling okay?" Past Naomi asked.

"Besides feeling like I got hit by a car, I'm fine." Future Naomi said. "Don't worry about me. A couple of bruises won't kill me."

Past Naomi looked at the ground. "I'm sorry you had to get hurt because of me."

"I said don't worry about it." Future Naomi said. "You did great. You've really helped out everypony here. I'm sure we'll win now. You just need to get back to your own time and fix everything there."

"What makes you so sure that I can do it?" Past Naomi asked. "Why do all of you have so much faith in me?"

"You're really thick, aren't you? We're not placing everything on just you." Future Naomi replied. "You still have Cameron, Jake, and Mike. There not as childish as you think. You can trust them to help you. I did."

Past Naomi didn't say anything.

"If there's anything you want to ask about the future, I'd do it now. I don't think it'll be any good to you, though. Once you change the past, the future won't be the same as it is right now." Future Naomi said.

Past Naomi raised her head. "I've asked this so many times. Why Cameron?"

Future Naomi simply laughed. "It may be cliché, but I just love him. It's as simple as that. Just don't try to over think it. You'll learn when you're older. I promise."

Past Naomi sighed explosively. "I guess that's as good an answer as I'll get from you, huh?"

"Yep." Future Naomi smiled.

Time seemed to slow in that particular room as an awkward silence filled the air.

"Bye, me." Past Naomi said to Future Naomi.

"Bye."

Back to the present (Commence time travelling music)…

"Cameron, you idiot!" Mike yelled as he walked into his room. It was perfectly normal, aside from the fact that the bed was on the ceiling. "When do you even have time to do this?"

Mike tried pulling it free with his magic, but whatever adhesive Cameron had used was incredibly strong. Mike didn't want to break the bed, but he didn't feel like sleeping on the couch.

"When I get my hooves on him…" Mike said to himself before being tackled. "Wha- Naomi!"

"Shut up and listen! I need to talk to you three guys!" Naomi said, still pinning Mike to the ground.

"Where have you been?" Mike asked disbelievingly. "We thought you were dead or something!"

"What do you mean? I've been gone for, like, a day." Naomi said, confused.

"Naomi, you've been gone for almost a month." Mike said.

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Annnd…. Done.

Hope you like the surprise 4000 word chapter! Thanks to all of you who rated m story. I always appreciate constructive criticism.

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