“Gaah!” Basso stumbled against the doorframe at the base of the stone stairwell. Pebbles and chunks of rock fell around him from the Hold’s latest tremor. “By the Spark! That last one was intense!”
“R-really?” Rainbow Dash hissed as she struggled to cling to his thick backside. “I couldn’t tell!”
“I think part of the compartment collapsed ahead of us!” the stallion said.
“Allow me to look.” Nightshade slithered around him and squinted into the blackness. Her eyes narrowed, then narrowed harder. “Shine your light,” she commanded.
With a slight shiver, the bulky pony did as ordered. The tip of his horn strobed, casting a pale blue aura over the lengths of the chamber. Before them, at about twenty meters’ distance, a veritable avalanche of stones and craggy rocks formed a brittle pile. Dust was still settling across the far end of the room as the three ponies’ gaze swam anxiously over the sight.
“Wow…” Basso uttered with a blink. “You don’t supposed anypony was on the other side of that collapse, do ya?”
Rainbow Dash bit her lip.
“Miss Dash…?”
“I… I feel…” Rainbow grimaced as her voice weakly cracked, “I feel the book’s presence from just beyond the pile of rocks.”
Nigthshade’s eyes twitched.
“Wait… for real?” Basso breathlessly stammered as he glanced back at the limp pegasus on his back. “In the rubble? You sure?”
“Nnnngh…” Rainbow Dash rubbed her aching head as the next words limped out of her. “Pretty sure…”
“Then… that means…”
Nightshade gritted her teeth together. “Brainless savages…” She seethed. “If I could break every one of those wretch’s horns, I would.”
“Now who sounds like a warmonger?” Rainbow rasped.
“Now is hardly the time, my little pony.”
“Don’t you friggin’ call me--”
“Wait!” Basso gasped, pointing with his muscular forelimb. “Look!”
Both mares gasped. A tiny patch of rock was shifting slightly from atop the massive pile of fallen chunks.
“Good heavens…” Nightshade exhaled, eyes wide. “She may still be alive!”
“Kera!” Rainbow squeaked.
Nightshade galloped forward, motioning at Basso. “Come! Come quick! Surely you may be strong enough to move most of this rubble!”
At that moment, however, Basso’s eyes were jerking from side to side. He gasped and raised his hoof. “No! Wait!”
“We cannot tarry!” Nightshade spat, flashing a frantic glance back. “Every second we wait suffocates… the child…. of oxygen…” Her words dissolved in her muzzle.
The pale light of Basso’s horn was being drowned out by the amber hue of a dozen torches. Xonan guards came rushing in, muttering to one another in Second Born tongue. All thirty regally armored warriors came to a scuffling stop, gasping in horror. Their wide eyes regarded the desecrated entrance to their divine Goddess’ Sanctum. Then, like clockwork, they swiveled their heads until they saw three strange ponies standing at the scene of the crime.
With snarling expressions, they unsheathed a flurry of scimitars, poleaxes, spears, and staves--all glowing with ethereal gray chaos energy.
“Rakhar drenna dremmun, Ledomulien Trentte!”
“Well, if that isn’t charming,” Nightshade muttered.
“Basso!” Rainbow Dash grunted. “Buck mode! Activate!”
“B-b-b-but Miss Dash!” Basso stammered as he backtrotted from the menacing phalanx of blades. “They outnumber us ten to one!”
“Yeah? And you’re a Celestia-damned tank!” Rainbow swiveled her rear leg and swatted him firmly above the tail. “Roll with it!”
“Gaaaah!” With a nigh-mechanical whinnying sound, Basso thundered forward. His charge was so swift that Rainbow literally rolled off of him and fell like a limp bag of meat across the stone floor.
“Oooof!” Luna’s midnight satchel flew open, and the hoof bracelet featuring the rune of Odrsjot rolled loose. As it rattled to a stop several feet away, Rainbow tried getting up, only to fall in a breathy slump as the proximity of the book took hold of her. She quivered all over, rolling into a fetal position and resisting the urge to vomit.
Meanwhile, Basso had stumbled neck-deep into the screaming pit of armored warriors. No less than ten of them flew back instantly, clambering over their shields and weaponry.
“Oh jeez! Did something crack?!” Basso winced, his ears folding. “I-I swear I heard something crack! I’m sorry about that, buddy--”
“Raaaaaaugh!” A viciously tattooed stallion mounted him from behind, twirled a pair of floating scimitars, and prepared to sab meat-deep into his shoulders. “Raak’suun blenna drendar, thiulen Nagu’n--”
Basso’s ears flicked.
“Ooof!” The stallion’s skull suffered whiplash when one of the fuzzy lobes upercutted his muzzle. He spat out a chunk of a tooth and fell like an anvil to the floor. This didn’t stop three more stallions from pouncing on Basso’s backside and struggling to force the giant equine down. Panicking, Basso spun in a virtual circle, causing more and more armored Xonans to fly into one another, filling the air with the sound of metallic coconuts.
“Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!”
“Oh for the love of--” Rainbow Dash threw every muscle into the act of rolling over She looked past her spilled stachel and shouted. “Nightshade! Hurry, gosh darn it! Get ‘er out of there!”
“What does it look like I’m doing?!” Nightshade growled back. She mounted the rubble pile on dirtied knees and began clawing her way through the top layer of rocks, rocks, and more rocks. Several of them took the dainty unicorn several seconds to lift and roll aside. She panted heavily, her ears ringing with the increasingly cacophonous grunts and cries of Basso in the background. The chamber around her flickered with a deathly dance of magical light.
At last, after several palpitating battles with the rock, Nightshade felt warm air rushing up against her fetlocks in rapid bursts. She gasped, pausing to lean her ear towards the hollow pocket within the rubble beneath her.
She heard a voice, faint and desperate. It was close by, and breathing on her.
“Hold on!” she grunted, lifting the next slab of rock with extreme gusto. “Do not worry, child! I shall have you out of there!”
It took half a minute of struggle, but Nightshade finally managed to roll the last round slab away. Like street urchins hidden beneath a sewer lid, two equine shapes were revealed. Dalen gazed up, huddling at the top of a long vertical passage that led to pitch blackness. He was using his lower body strength to plant a pair of strong legs against the walls of the unnatural chute. His forelimbs were cradling Kera. At the sight of their surprise rescuer, both Xonans blinked in shock.
“You…?”
“No time to explain,” Nightshade stammered. “I need to get you out of here.”
“But… b-but…” Kera gulped, her tear-stained face craning to see beyond the dust and debris. “Rainbow? Where is--”
The Hold shook, sending sharm tremors down the crackling walls. Dalen slid down by an inch and a half, causing Kera to shriek in his grip.
“Nnnngh… Xon-Nagu’n…” he hissed, his face taut with strain. He gazed up with diamond-hard eyes. “Take the child! Quickly!”
Nightshade didn’t waste any time arguing. “Here!” She slumped down on her chest and reached both hooves down into the chute. “Float her up to me!”
“I-I think I can m-manage!” He said, though his horn was glowing. With a grunt, he flexed his forward muscles and lifted her up… up. His lower legs quivered, slick with sweat. It was around this point that Nightshade saw the lavender tome floating just beside his muzzle. She was almost deaf to his cries when he exclaimed, “Here! Take her!”
“I’ve got you!” Nightshade grasped Kera and rolled back. She placed the foal down on the sloping hill of rubble.
Wheezing, Kera slid, rolled, and slid some more until she was at the base of the pile. Her voice coughed and sputtered as she struggled to exhale all the soot and dust in her lungs. With thin eyes, she gawked at Basso’s furious struggle.
“Lessuul menno rastama…” Dalen exhaled with relief, though his muscles still struggled. “Now, please, help me next!”
“Give me the book!” Nightshade exclaimed.
Dalen did a double-take, his bloodshot eyes blinking. “But… but I’ve got it--”
“You know as well as I do what’s at stake if we lose it!” Nightshade shouted as she reached her hoof deeper, motioning upwards. “Give me the book and then I will pull you up!”
Dalen blinked… then slowly, slowly nodded. “Dreit… b-but of course…” He gritted his teeth, struggling to hoist the magical tome ceilingward with fading magic. “For the glory of Nagu’n…” His teeth showed in a painful grimace as his horn began to short out. “Must… g-give this to Austraeoh…”
Nightshade reached… reached… then finally grasped the book. She stood up straight, breathing heavily as she hugged the thing to her chest. She closed her eyes tightly, inhaling, then relaxing her tense body.
“Messuul rettrenehm, trenna taan!” Dalen hissed, his hooves slipping again. He fumbled to grasp onto the walls of the chute with his upper body, but his legs were already quivering like they were suspended on sliced marionette strings. He gave way one inch at a time. “Now help me up!”
Nightshade was silent.
“Please… I… I b-beg of you!”
Slowly, Nightshade reopened her eyes. She looked down at the tattooed pony. She scowled.
Dalen’s pupils instantly shrank. His muzzle quivered as he stammered. “Minnote… minnote lithen saalasem. Haiste. Haiste ruruuna!.”
Nightshade’s jaw grew tight. She lifted one of her lower legs… and slapped it fiercely down at the roof of the rubble.
The vibrations shot down like an earthquake. Dalen lost his grip before he could even scream. His horn sparked once or twice--followed by a stream of ghostly tattoos--and then he was swallowed by the darkness below.
Nightshade trotted away.
Goddammit, Nightshade. I doubt Dalen is dead, so your time will come...
Fifty four-count side-straddle hops, ):(. Knock 'em out!
Oh someone please put Nightshade out of her misery, 'cause that's just a bitch.
You bitch! Dalen was a good stallion! And you toss him away like trash! You monster!
Nightshade, you bitch!
Well, I hope Nightshade wasn't expecting Kera to be grateful for the rescue.
welp, so much for Nightshade's reformation...
You show that Xonan, Nightshade!Why would you do that, Nightshade?welp, there goes all my respect for Nightshade.
I know a pony named Kera will be so just so happy for that, Nightshade.
And here I thought Nightshade was going to take a fairly stable situation and pick up a spare dumb meat shield. Sigh.
Basso. Buck Mode. Activate.
Is that Pokemon, Digimon, or Transformers?
Well, he is a pony shaped Tank.
Annnnnnnd Nightshade goes back on my shit-list. Goddammit. I had a feeling Dalen would bite the dust saving Kera, but I didn't foresee betrayal (assuming, of course, that Dalen doesn't pull a Concorde). Now we just have to see what'll happen with the Odrsjot symbol. Things don't just randomly fall out of satchels and not do something.
Also, I lost my shit when Basso's ear-flick KO'd that Xonan. That made my day.
The Easting saga is full of strong fighters, some ridiculously so. Basso, though, is something different. Less dangerous, in some ways - yet more, in others.
~Basso
Sounds like someone just lost their man card. Beaten up by an ear. By a lousy Ledomarean heratic's ear, no less.
Aaandd Nightshade shoots back over to "Cold Bitch" mode.
Jesus, Basso...is that stallion made out of adamantium or something?
Oh come on, Nightshade! You were just getting over your whole psycho-bitch phase!
Kera and Rainbow are gonna be uber mad, he was just starting to turn nice!
I hope he pulls a Shell and comes back for revenge.
and then there was Basso... I- I don't even know what to say to that
hey, how did he get into the military in the first place if he's such a wimp? Is it cuz they saw what he could do when he panics or something?
Dude, Dalen's still alive.
Remember the golden rule: No body? Not dead.
This is Australia...
Throw me the idol, I throw you the whip!
Yeah, to be fair Dalen kind of walked into that one.
And then I remembered that in this story, between all the butt-kicking action, is utter heartbreak... D:
And that's how you make enemies: by being selfish.
I'm still hoping Nightshade gets violently killed. stupid bitch deserves it after all that she's done.
Nightshade, still clinging onto your evil ways I see. Somepony seems like she wants to get fed to Nagu'n
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I hate to say I told you so... naw. Not really.
I TOLD you. Nightshade is an awful pony
Geez, you guys thought any different from Nightshade, after everything she's done?
Once a bitch, always a bitch.
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The parallel to Indiana Jones was not lost on me, lol. Friggin Nightshade. Maybe she'll end up impaled for her greed as well... As for Dalen, well... "Adios, muchaco." Hopefully he lives to return the "favor".
Also, Basso is obviously a Prot. Paladin. Friggin' indestructible...
Aww, Basso is such a loveable oaf. And am I the only one who doesn't really like Dalen? Of course its not like he's dead or anything, I bet he'll turn up a chapters down the line and explain how he miraculously survived by using his emergency parachute he keeps in his mane as he was plummeting to his doom.
Ouch buddy. Way to make everypony hate my namesake even more...
Nightshade you're such a stupid b**ch!
She's got all the practice she could ever need, too.
...and fall number three. Let it be one death at least. C'mon.
3614547 Basso is Gimle. A comical effect in all-too-serious situation. Usually however, the element of that comedy isn't surreal overpower. Then again, as the example of Floydien has shown, He has His ways to deactivate such issues with situational tools. Like Jackie Chan with a keyboard.
I saw that coming a mile away. Still not too happy about it.
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oh, derp, im an idiot
Basso is great. Beating ponies with an ear now. Don't kill him too badly.
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Basso is like a lovable Canadian body builder.
Basso, you are clearly a cyborg.
And Nightshade is back to form.
...Maybe She has another plan that will save everyone and isn't evil?
IIIIIt's Dashie's Evasive Maneuvers Get-Backing Adventure!
This chapter is proof that Nightshade never changed. Her reformation was a complete hoax. She's been manipulating us the whole way through...These are my thoughts so far.
-MASH
P.S. Three left! Go go go!
Can we feed Nightshade some nightshade? It'd make a lot of ponies and people happy.
BITCH! Just when I had hope for you you pull THAT.
And I was just starting to like Nightshade again.
You - what - I - don't even -
You are such a butt, IC. I trusted Nightshade again, and was just getting comfortable with Dalen. And I totally should have seen this coming. But damn, that was cold. He betrayed her, yes, but he also kept her and the others alive. He saved Kera and the book. And she just -
Gah. I hope she gets eaten by a spirit snake.
Onward!
-Spirit
Nightshade, every time I start liking you you pull shit like this.
Your not even a good Villain! You don't have the dramatic flair, or the compelling backstory to pull constant face-heel turns! Your just a stupid mare who is a few penguins short of a zoo!
dalten turned a corner...who knows how much good he couldve been with the group. his xonan knowledge especially couldve benefitted everyone....fucking nightshade. just like how Scar killed Mufasa in the Lion King....genuinely pissed me off....fucking nightshade...Also, i always thought of Trixie when i think of Nightshade...js.
anyways,
That was cruel beyond measure and exactly what I thought would happen. Nightshade is a terrible pony indeed.
I knew Nightshade was gonna pull some shit like this. Fuck you.
Dang it Nightshade! Dalen knew enough that he probably could have convinced the rest of his people of their ruler's trickery! He could have ended everything! Gah, dang it!
And now Nightshade has crossed the moral event horizon.
Goddammit Nightshade. Now he's gonna come back later almost as psychotic as you.
Long live the not-king...
"Give me your hand!" "First, give me the Lamp!"
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Nope. That ship sailed a long, long, long time ago. And I'm surprised with all the evil she's done that ponies in the fic trust her (or the readers for that matter). I mean if it were me I'd have put a hatchet in her the second I had the chance too. I mean damn. I mean she's kidnapped children, or for those who would protect their children in time, have families murdered for her collection [as is evident with Kera]. Had severed the most important part of a unicorn's cultural identity, forced them into a Lotus Eater Machine and brainwashed them [using threats, attempted stock holme syndrome, and false promises of the Austreoh she had no intention on keeping].
Then there's that along with Mind Rape. Non-consensual Crimes Against Nature experimentation [Floydien and Simons], and Grand Theft Airship [Nancy Jane and the rest of NI's collection]. That's just the evil that we know of.
So ... yeah. That horizon was passed a long, long time ago. Heck since they were in that cell. And she mentioned Dalan as the weak link I knew she was going to plot something. With how she manipulated him and Kera. Into furthering her agenda. I knew she was going to pull something, just like all the other times she pulled something.
I just hope she gets a horrible death. Like a super slow, agonizing death, with a side of karma bitch slaps and a cuppa' how'dya-like-them-apples' juice.