“You’re not alone. You’re not alone. You’re not alone. You’re not alone.”
Seething, Shell bucked a table over so that it crashed across the refuse-littered floor of his cabin on board the Steel Wing.
“I did not abandon you!” he screeched hoarsely into the shadows. “I gave you to her! The mare’s a friend of yours! Just like… just like she was.”
He gritted his teeth and covered his twisted muzzle in two twitching forelimbs.
“Nnnnngh… I have forgiven you. I have forgiven you, Imre. But why? Why? Why why why why why did you fraternize with the enemy? That was a life of danger. That was a life of peril. That was a life outside of the glory of Ledo. All that we have worked to build. All that I ever gave up!”
He knelt low and pounded the floor, shouting at the top of his lungs.
“Why did you do this to me?! Just give me a sign! Something beyond the dark nights and the infernal sunrise! I could have given you everything! I could have given your mother everything! Her final breath and your final breath! Nnngh… like acid under the skin! Don’t do this to me! Don’t… blessed Spark, don’t…”
He felt for a necklace around his throat, but it was gone. Heaving, the adult stallion curled over and sobbed into the floorboards.
“I love you. I… love you. Your father… your protector…” He gnashed his teeth and pounded the floor with his injured hoof, oblivious to the pain. “Just stay with me. Just stay with me a little longer.” He panted and clutched his skull. “We can make this work. She can make this work! Just stay a little longer! I promise things will be different! I can get you anything! Even… even…”
His panting breaths slowed. The trembles melted away. Icily, he sat up, his teary face drying as he gazed into the darkest corner of the room. At last, the glaze in his eye faded, and the cold weapon of war resurfaced.
“Even the target.” He inhaled deeply. “The perfect prize for the perfect daughter.”
He tilted his head to the right. He grabbed the severed leg of his cabin’s table in the crook of his hoof. His face was calm, tranquil, but with each passing second the pressure he applied to the leg caused the structure to buckle, crackle, and break.
“Daddy never breaks a promise.”
Snap!
”The latest announcement from Roarke isn’t all that promising,” Pilate’s voice said, muffled slightly by the concrete crevice Bellesmith had slid the soundstone in. ”The goddess ‘Nagu’n,’ as it turns out, is none other than one of the Divines.”
”Divines?” Belle panted as she lay underneath the central mana array of the sequencing machine at the far end of the dark room. Her hooves dug through a tangled mess of wires, putting the finishing touches on a herculean repair. “You mean--as in one of the sisters of Axan, the dragon who ravaged Rainbow Dash?”
”Pretty certain Roarke knows a Dragon Matriarch when she sees one. Whoever Nagu’n really is, she’s become tainted.”
“Tainted?”
”With chaos. It’s so horrible, beloved. The… the Divine feeds on the flesh of the living and turns the suffering into the roots of chaos metals. The very material that summons the horrible beasts that have attacked Rainbow Dash and Kera is being made from the agony of tortured equine souls.”
Belle visibly blanched in the middle of her tedious work. “That… is absolutely horrid.”
”Roarke is assisting Nightshade’s party as we speak.”
“What do you mean ‘assisting?’”
”Well, if they stick around where they’re at any longer, who’s to know how long it will be before they too are fed to Nagu’n? They seek the book to stave off Nagu’n’s power and stage a daring escape.”
”They’ll rescue Kera and Rainbow Dash too, right?”
”I think we both know that Roarke is a far more sincere pony than the bounty hunter she used to be, Bellesmith. If anypony can save the day, it’s her.”
“Or more appropriately Rainbow Dash through Roarke.”
”Agreed.”
“Then I think we have a problem, Pilate.”
”You mean aside from the fact that you’re there and I’m here and Rainbow Dash is Spark-Knows-Where?”
“What I mean is: obviously things have changed,” Belle said, wiping the sweat from her brow as she connected the last two wires. “Lasairfion will be attacking the Ledomaritan front at anytime, yes?”
”Correct. And Nagu’n will be right behind her with the Sacred Hold.”
“Then that means they’re headed towards Seclorum,” Belle thought out loud. “We had hoped Josho would act as a messenger to intercede on Rainbow Dash’s behalf. But instead we ended up sending him into the lion’s den. Now Roarke is staging a coup from the inside, and the Noble Jury isn’t anywhere near ready to pick up either Rainbow’s group or Josho…”
”Props says she’s half a day away from refitting the steam engine--”
“Beloved, it doesn’t matter. If Lasairfion is staging the attack now, then nopony’s going to have the time to avoid a sheer apocalyptic battle. We may actually be better off staying separated and waiting until a better opportunity for reunion presents itself.”
”Perhaps we can afford that. But Rainbow Dash? And Josho? I know that we are in fairly helpless situations, but that doesn’t change the fact that the others need us. Desperately.”
Belle sighed, her face twisting in bewilderment. “I just don’t get it, though.”
”What is that?”
“What is to gain from all of this? Even if Lasairfion wipes out a good chunk of the Ledomaritan army, the backlash will inevitably cost her a good majority of her own troops. It feels like all that this offensive is going to cause is pure death and devastation.”
”Well, she is being aided by a Divine corrupted by the spirit of chaos, beloved.”
“I can perhaps understand Nagu’n’s angle. But Lasairfion? She has all the power she needs. Why instigate so much bloodshed?”
”And Seclorum is another curious matter.”
“Oh?”
”He’s done nothing but stew in the crucible of death. He knows that he’s outnumbered by Xonans in the location he’s defending. Regardless of his ties to Nightshade, it would seem as though he’s had a suicide pact for years now.”
“One pony with a desire for death and another with a desire for killing.” Belle gulped. “It seems too perfectly miserable.”
”Belle, could it be that by bringing Rainbow Dash to this part of the world, we… well…”
“What is it, Pilate?”
”Could it be that we somehow triggered these events into action? W-with Austraeoh?
Belle bit her lip. She didn’t mean to be silent for so long…
”Belle…?”
Scuffling sounds emanated from the adjacent corridor.
Belle gasped. She snatched the sound stone from its niche and whispered hoarsely. “He’s coming, Pilate! I have to go now!”
”Be careful, Belle! I love--”
Belle stuffed the stone into the fibers of her tail hairs. She scrambled out from under the table and stood up--only to find herself being stared down by the cold muzzle of Prime Enforcer Shell.
Even after all of their meetings, the mare still couldn’t hide her shivers. “I… uhm…” She cleared her throat and brushed a hoof over her thin forest of mane hair. “I think I nearly have the thing operational. It didn’t take nearly as long as I thought. This may not be Nightshade tech, but it’s certainly military grade, which means I was able to replace the faulty parts with very little diff--”
“Where is she?” Shell droned as he shuffled across the decrepit concrete interior. He squinted his good eye at the far end of the machine. “Did you already attach her to the sphere-anchorage apparatus?”
“I…” Belle sighed heavily before continuing. “I put Imre’s remains in the fusion chamber, yes.” She gulped and glared at the Prime Enforcer. “But you have to understand. Her body is in such disrepair that I’m not certain the leylines will adequately find the spheres to anchor to. I have to examine the alicornia of her horn and see if I can find a spot to filter the mana through without creating feedback--”
“I’ve given you my daughter, dear doctor,” Shell’s voice reached a grating pitch. “That is not something I do lightly. Ever.”
Belle blinked awkwardly at him. “I understand. And I’m telling you that I have a few steps until--”
“Understand?!” He turned and snarled at her. “What could you possibly understand?! You’re no scientist! You’re a pioneer of heresy!”
“I am doing the best I can to help you and this isn’t doing me any--”
“I have given you my daughter, Doctor!” Shell snapped, shoving Belle onto her haunches.
“Ooof!” Belle collapsed, only to have the wired Sequencing Cap flung over her shattered horn with brash telekinesis. “Shell! Wait! Don’t--”
”And you are going to give her back!” he howled, eye twitching, and flung the switch to the infernal machine.
Belle’s eyes flashed with brilliant light. She threw her body back, screaming like a pony caught on fire. Sparks of loose mana flew from her skull as she thrashed about.
Shell backtrotted from the flickering anomaly, his body casting a cold shadow across the concrete. He watched Belle’s ordeal with a hungry, pale expression.
“Do not be afraid of the spark, dear Imre,” his voice murmured. “She is a messenger of hope.” A tear rolled down his scarred cheek. “Something your f-father could never afford to give you.” He choked back a sob. “Listen to her…”
Ouchies -- sometimes patience is a good thing.
SHELL WOULD IT KILL YOU TO LISTEN TO OTHERS!
Oh dear.
Not quite dead, but wounded and requiring immediate repair is my theory on Belle's fate.
Hmm. That's probably not good.
Poor, poor Shell. I guess that for him the only thing that exist is vain. I seriously don't know what to expect next...
The Commonwealth shall always preveil.
- Verlax
Another cliffhanger? You're on a roll, Blue.
~Basso
Poor Belle has had enough sequencing already D:
Impatient fool, the only thing worse than a failed sequencing is a premature sequencing. If anything goes wrong here, chances are Belle is seriously injured and Imre's horn will burn. Then you lose both the Doctor and the Daughter.
Gawd, Shell, just die. Just fucking die.
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At this point? yes, it probably would.
I found the mental image of what just happened to Belle rather funny in a Mister Davey kind of way.
Ow. Ow. Ohgodow. Those last few lines just hurt to read. Belle is not going to be in very good shape after that.
I hope Pilate didn't catch her agonized screaming on his end of the soundstone...
It's things like this that make us wonder how the war would be unfolding in the canon verse. How much worse would things be without Rainbow Dash there to topple tyrants and defeat monsters? Would Ledomare and Xona slaughter each other to the brink of extinction?
Oooookay...
I have said this once, and I will say it again...
Not killing this guy off was an act of cruelty towards him and the universe in general.
Most likely, Belle will end up successful, and fall into a coma while we see Imre's past. The other option is that she fails and gets her leylines messed up, which will leave her at the mercy of Shell.
From the way Shell is talking...it seems he expects not for Belle to see Imre's memories...but for the machine to somehow pull Imre into Belle's body and take her over.
and if what happened when she was sequencing with Dash is any indication...with long enough in the sequencer...Shell might just get his wish.
Or he might trigger Belledash again and d get his ass kicked.
50/50 I think.
Yet another reminder that Shell has gone off the deep end. I really hope that Shell gets to talk to Imre, and maybe get some closure. Maybe then, he'll finally find some peace.
When someones world is shattered, they will disbelieve everything they see, hear, touch, etc, no matter the force, as long as it conflicts with what they demand to be true.
Look at computers, no matter how much programmers tell them what to do the way they want them to, only when they program with the ways that lets the computer actually work correctly, no matter how much against the programmers beleifs, will the computer actually work. And anything else.
Also, usually its the messengers fault.
Ah, sucks. Good luck, Belle.
I really hope Ed Gein didn't just fry Belle's brain.
That'll be a headache or fifty in the morning.
Careful now, Shell. Wouldn't want to break the good Doctor, now would we?
Hey, Belle!
The way he says it, it almost sounds like being a pioneer of heresy wasn't a science. I've studied six semesters of heresy in Kuala Lumpur, I will not be subjected to such slander!
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3570282 Nevlamas would get what she wanted and the world would be dead within the year. They may have given her the book, but they will doubtlessly also be the ones to stop her.
Gosh, I don't know what to say about any of this. It's just so messed up in so many ways, that I don't even know where to begin. The bad religion. The control issues. The trauma.
Also, these cliffhangers aren't doing anything anymore. There's just too many of them.
3569513 yes, yes it would
Belle.
Damn you, Shell! I hope you end up on the receiving end of a freshly summoned chaos serpent.
IIIIIt's Dashie's evaluation time!
Would it kill Shll to follow directions just once? He was probably that kid who wanted to build a model plane but didn't read the directions because he thought he could figure it out himself and then it ended up being all wrong.
...dangit. Now I feel bad for Shell. These are my thoughts so far.
-MASH
Ugh! I am SO far behind on these XP Still that gives me a LOT of reading on a very slow night so...I can't complain...OH, and I still hate Shell and wish him ill.
I... am disturbed by the degree to which I was right about Shell obsessively trying to be a good father NOW after the fact. I mean, I know this was written months before I called it, but still.
I both loathe and pity Shell at this point. It seems this war is bringing madness to all the power-players, or at least enough of them that the impending shitstorm is going to require a full team of master plumbers and ridiculous amounts of luck to weather.
Also, frying the brain of the one person who could possibly bring you any iota of closure is probably not the best game plan. Hopefully Belle and pull through...
Onward!
-SPirit
3569549 Who is Blue?
Shell, you continue to make me hate you and then sympathize with the plight of a father of a dead child . . . and then hate you again.
Hey, I made this pun at LEAST 7 months before this chapter came out!
Shell's desperation, while predictable, is still painful to see in action. I swear, if Belle was hurt in any way...
Not quite, Shell. Rainbow Dash is.
Every time Shell shows up he’s lost it a little bit more. I don’t know how much more crazy he can get.
When a scientist says "no" that usually means that sonething can go wrong.
As we can see here, something is most definitely not going right