Terraria: Hardmode
Chapter 62: Chapter 62 - Calamity To Give.
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The blinding light emitting from Harmony soon dissipates, and the GrimDarks known as Diane and Rocket have vanished. The party pony was still in awe of her mother’s change in form.
Harmony was lowering herself to the ruined fields of the mindscape as a constant pink aura surrounds her body. She flaps her wings as she descends, and her hair flutters in response.
“They seem to be gone... For now,” Harmony comments as her feet finally graces the landscape. She turns towards the shocked form of Pinkie Pie and beams a smile, “Hello, sweetie. I assure you, I’m still the same as-”
A pink blur zooms by as Pinkie hops merrily around her mother, “Ooh! You look so cool, and I definitely see where Mena and I get our good looks from!”
Harmony chuckles with her right hand covering her mouth, then lowers her hand, “Hey now, let’s not leave your father out. I can’t take credit for all of you and your sister’s beautiful assets.”
Pinkie stops hopping around The Empress, incidentally right in front of her, as the party pony loses her upbeat expression. It’s replaced by curiosity and sadness as she comments:
“I don’t understand, momma. What’s going on here? Why were a bunch of meanies showing up and why do I feel like something bad has happened to big sis?” She then rears up on her hind legs, and spreads her forehooves apart while shouting:
“Everything is going loco!”
“I can expl- Ahugh,” Harmony’s words are cut off and she suddenly faints, much to Pinkie Pie’s worry. The Empress’s fae-like form returns to her equine state. In addition, her body was becoming transparent with every passing second as she says:
“I must make this quick, my sweet. You all must be prepared for Nyarlathotep’s coming invasion, and the GrimDark’s return.”
Pinkie nods, “We know, momma. And we’ve been growing stronger thanks to uncle Anububu and Athena and Silence!”
Harmony chuckles, nods, and continues:
“I’ve left you a gift, sweet Pinkie. The spell I just cast will shield your mind from any other GrimDarks seeking to enter. But in doing so, I’ve used up all my power here and this consciousness of myself will be returning to Equus.”
Pinkie Pie’s ears perk up, “Oh! Momma, how’s everyon- I mean, everypony, doing back home? Wow, we’ve been here for so long that we barely even say things like ‘everypony’ anymore, hehe.” She finishes with a giggle.
A vibrant smile adorns Harmony’s face as she responds:
“When you wake up, take everyone in Athena’s domain over to Camelot, and be ready. And as for your question: Tell your friends…”
-TERRARIA, ACROPOLIS-
Applejack, Rarity, Shroom, Rainbow Dash, and Fluttershy were in the process of lifting Pinkie Pie onto the cowmare’s back. However, in the Pinkie Pie fashion, the party pony shoots wide awake in a flash and rolls off of Applejack’s back, lands on her hooves, and comments in rapid succession:
“Oh-my-gosh-everyone-you-wouldn’t-believe-what-just-happened-because-momma-and I-”
“Pinkie Pie!” Everyone, aside from Shroom, shouts with absolute worry in their tone.
“Shroom!” Shroom exclaims.
A group of worried friends and loved ones tackle the party pony, showering her with affection as a barrage of questions are let loose from them such as:
“Are you alright, darling?”
“Y’all had us mighty worried! Ya’ crazy mare!”
“Please, don’t ever do that again, Pinkie.”
“If we lost you here, that’d be totally not cool!”
“Shroom, shroom shroom!”
Pinkie Pie’s eyes were widened in shock, but a sense of regret overtook her as the mare’s mane deflated.
“W-what? You were all worried about m-me?” She questions with slight disbelief.
Everyone looks at her with confused expressions before lifting themselves up and off of the tackled earth pony. Pinkie also rises up, but a sense of shame overtakes her as she keeps her head down and comments in a sorrowful tone:
“I’m so sorry for what I did to you all… especially you, Dashie…”
The other ponies present looked at her with genuine confusion, even the small form of Shroom, as Rainbow Dash responds:
“What do you mean? Why are you sorry?”
Pinkie looks up at the cyan pegasus, eyes widened in shock, “D-don’t you hate me for... Hurting you?” She then looks at the other ponies present, “N-none of you hate me?”
“That wasn’t you, darling,” Rarity responds, Fluttershy nodding in agreement.
“Ah’ shucks, sugarcube. We know y’all ain’t some heartless mare that would attack RD by choice,” Applejack says, but places a forehoof behind the back of her head, “Ah’ mean, sure, ah’ got pretty mad at ya’. But that was an emotional thing from seeing RD get hurt… y’all know how ah’ get when I see that stuff happ’n to the ones ah’ love,” She lowers her forehoof, “Ah’d never actually think ya’ would do this will’nly. And ah’ love you, sugarcube.”
Rainbow Dash walks forth as Pinkie’s form starts to shake. Then, she lets loose a gasp as the pegasus brings her into a hug, “I could never hate you, Pinkie. I don’t blame you one bit for what happened,” She gently breaks the hug and hoof-bumps the pink pony’s chest, “So keep your chin up, ok? You’re still awesome to me.”
Absolute shock. That was the best way to explain the pink mare’s current feelings as she couldn’t believe their words. In truth, she knew that she wasn’t truly to blame for this event, but she did feel as if they’d resent her for harming them. Or attempting to.
“We all love you, Pinkie Pie,” Fluttershy says. “And, as Rainbow said, you’re still an amazing mare in our eyes. You’re still our dear friend.”
“Well put, Fluttershy dear,” Rarity said proudly. “It would be uncouth for a lady to hate you for doing nothing wrong, Pinkie Pie.”
Shroom managed to close the distance with the stunned party mare as he hugged her right foreleg while saying:
“Shroom shroom, shroom shroom shroom.”
Then, with her emotions building up inside of her and reaching its tipping point, Pinkie Pie falls onto her flank and raises her forehooves to her face as she cries uncontrollably. Sobs and sniffles began to escape from her muzzle.
“I-I’m s-so s-sorry!” She cries out loud between sobs. “Th-thank you s-so m-mu-huch!”
The party pony continues to wail in her sorrow as everyone begins to crowd all around her. They lovingly bring her into a group embrace as they all comment in unison:
“We love you, Pinkie Pie.”
……….
Unbeknownst to them all, a certain ancient watched from above with a content smile.
“Well done, everyone,” Silence comments with pride in his voice. “You are truly loved, Pinkie Pie. Never forget that.” He starts to disappear within a series of glitches, “Now then, I must head on to Anubis’s Pyramid. The other Ancients should all be there by now, and Celebes is on her way to Camelot.”
The Ancient of Knowledge finally disappears as a result.
……….
The group gently breaks away from Pinkie Pie who seems to recover from her tearful action. She sniffs one last time before saying:
“Thank you all so very very veeeery much. I have the best friends in the world,” Then, realization strikes her as the pony’s mane inflates once again, “Oh! Momma wanted me to tell you all that Equus is ok! I mean, some really bad stuff happened there, and a lot of ponies and other members of The Coalition got hurt. But everyone is ok for the most part!”
Before any of the now shocked ponies could speak their minds, a green anomaly opens up in front of them all as a familiar humanoid changeling steps out. Echo Silhouette was now standing before them, the green portal still open behind him, as he comments:
“Come with me, everyone. It’s time we all head to Camelot, and Lord Anubis has asked me and my fellow changelings to aid you all in the coming conflict.”
-TERRARIA, YHARIM’S KINGDOM: DRAEDON’S LAB-
Calamitas was currently waiting within an elevator, arms crossed and in the center of the descending platform. Thanks to the information she had obtained from the guard’s soul, she had located the most convenient, secret access to the lower portion of the laboratory.
Many thoughts were going through her head as she pondered on the events that would undoubtedly play out in the coming conflict. The witch knew that her rampage on the upper level of the laboratory would draw the attention of the man she currently loathed: Yharim. She needed to be precise, to be quick, and efficient. One does not simply challenge the Jungle Tyrant without any form of planning.
One thing was for certain: She needed to find that clone.
“It’s bad enough that Draedon created a mech that can resist my powers,” The witch comments while looking at her right hand, “I can’t allow some clone of me to become another weapon they can use against me. Once I find it, I will rip it apart.”
……….
Within the deepest and lowest portion of Draedon’s lab, and in a large Temple chamber with mechanical equipment mixed in, both Braelor and Statis took the time to observe the room all around them. All the while, Calamitas’s clone was still unconsciously submerged within her cylinder, filled with red liquid.
It was apparent that this room served as the containment for not only the clone of Calamitas, but another entity was being held here; currently in a slumbering state as chain-like restrains were strapped onto it: The Ravager.
“To think that they’d even manage to corrupt the magical creation of the Lihzhards,” Statis comments as he observes the entity, “The Golems of the lizard peoples’ Temples which acted as its guardians.”
“It also doesn’t help that this thing is infused with Crimson Flesh and necromantic prowess,” Braelor said, turning to Statis before chuckling, “Also, aren’t you going to shed that disguise?”
As it turned out, Statis was still disguised as Dr. Kadinsky, “I’ll hold onto it for a bit longer. Who knows if we might-”
The ninja’s words were cut off as a large pair of metallic doors opened nearby, one of the two sets in the room, not including the elevator that transported the witch’s clone’s cylinder.
In a hurried but stealthful fashion, Statis turns towards Braelor and says in a lowered tone:
“Hide. I’ll keep whoever it is occupied, maybe even convince them to return to the surface.”
Braelor nods in response before lowering himself to the floor and hiding behind some of the lab equipment. Statis, or ‘Dr. Kadinsky,’ pretended to be fiddling with the computer that was positioned beside him as the newly arrived entities entered the room.
Yharim and some among his council have arrived, followed closely by the large frame of Yharon who stood behind them all. Signus floated just behind the Jungle Tyrant, along with both The Storm King and Siranul on either side. However, there was also another individual who remained hidden, one who kept to the shadows. A kenku.
“Dr. Kadinsky,” Yharim comments as he takes notice of the scientist, “I take it you managed to keep our little project safe?”
‘Kadinsky’ turns to Yharim, “Yes, my liege. She’s right over there, and I was just finalizing my work here before I took my leave.”
Siranul, Storm King, and Yharon looked at the doctor neutrally. Of course, the dragon was hoping inertly that the disguised ninja would be safe. This heist of theirs needed to work, for both Pinkie Pie and their own sake.
As this went on, Yharim was now approaching the glass cylinder that contained Calamitas’s clone. Upon reaching the unconscious female, the Jungle Tyrant places a hand onto the cylinder and comments:
“A beautiful piece of work, this clone. She might not be as strong as her original self but we can always train her to become more… useful,” He then looks over his right shoulder; towards ‘Dr. Kadinsky’, “Wouldn’t you agree… Statis?”
Absolute fear consumed Statis’s form as he swallowed a lump in his neck, in a cold sweat. It also didn’t help that both the Storm King and Siranul were now standing just behind him, looking at him with murderous intent. Signus floating just behind them.
“You messed up big time, ninja. Very sloppy.” The Storm King comments, smiling devilishly.
“I will grind your bones to dust.” Siranul antagonizes.
Statis was now absolutely nervous as he stutters:
“H-how did you all…?”
“Oh come now, Statis,” Yharim responds from almost across the room. He places both of his hands behind his back and walks closer, “You were one of Twilight’s closest friends. Do you really think I wouldn’t recognize your little ninja tricks? Or even Statigel Armor being used in front of me? Oh, and speaking of friends,” The tyrant snapped his fingers as Braelor was being forced out of his hiding place by Samyueru, who had a small curved blade held against their neck from behind.
“Ngh... Damn you, Yharim!” Braelor exclaims in hatred. “You damned traitor! Twilight cared for you, she loved you!”
“Charmed.” Yharim responds flatly, then shrugs, “I guess a small part of me loved her, too. Then again, anyone would love their favorite tool when it has great use.”
“You sick and twisted son of a bitch!” Statis exclaims as he sheds Dr. Kadinsky’s disguise, “I will- Graugh!”
“Shut up, ninja boy!” The terrarian Storm King exclaims as he brings down his fist upon Statis, causing him to shout in pain.
As this goes on, Yharon could only hope that Calamitas would arrive in time as per their plan. If she could just make it here before Yharim and the others killed Braelor or Statis, or both, they could be spared in the conflict. He also couldn’t save them himself as any window to snatch Pinkie Pie’s life force away from Yharim’s inventory would become moot.
Yharim was now standing before everyone else present as both Braelor and Statis were being restrained by the Storm King and Siranul. Yharim paced back and forth in front of the duo, then stops in front of Braelor before saying:
“Who helped you, Braelor? And where can I find them?”
Braelor smirks, “Sure, just check my left ass cheek. Give it a kiss while you’re-” His words were cut off and a splurge of blood escaped his mouth as Yharim’s gauntlet strikes across his face.
“Who. Helped. You?” Yharim questions with a growl.
Statis tried to say something but was gagged by a magical aura from Siranul. Braelor takes a few breaths, his bloodied mouth closing afterward, and turns back to Yharim before saying:
“How about my right ass cheek?”
A golden gauntlet grabs Braelor by the neck and lifts him up into the air. Yharim turns around and slams the helpless Braelor onto the floor before stomping onto their stomach with the tyrant’s left, armor-plated foot.
“You’re testing my patience, Braelor,” Yharim said with his boot still placed onto the man’s stomach, “Who helped you?!”
Suddenly, a red bolt of lightning strikes Yharim and sends him flying away. Incidentally, the Jungle Tyrant’s body slammed against the cylinder that contained the clone of Calamitas. This shatters the cylinder as the red liquid poured out of the containment. However, a naked dark-skinned being with silver hair was now splayed on the floor as the liquid carried her out from the impact.
The Jungle Tyrant was on all fours, red liquid drenching his armor and clothing, as he began to lift himself up with an annoyed grunt. Everyone else in the room turns towards an absolutely infuriated witch who had her right index finger aimed towards Yharim.
“If anyone is going to need help, Yharim,” Calamitas comments before crossing her arms across her chest, red energy surrounding her hands. A red aura surrounds her form as she shouts:
“It’s you! I’m about to give you fucking calamity, bitch!”
..........
Unbeknownst to everyone present, an anomaly was hidden nearby as a certain demi-ancient peered through and comments:
"It's almost time, everyone. Once Pinkie Pie's life force is secured, I shall take us all away to safety," Sweetie Glutonia then seemed to sense something else, "I can sense a great influx of Abaddon's influence... it's coming from the arena. Something happened there after I left. Crystal, dear sister, please be safe."