//------------------------------// // *Chapter 15 - Empowerment! // Story: The Equestrian Odyssey - A Tale of Two Worlds // by Kamahido //------------------------------// The party quickly exits the cave and returns to the Vile Tribe with the three sick mares. Arc turns to the sentries posted outside of the cave “We need help! Take me to your medical facility!” One of the guards leads the way for them while the other runs to fetch Mythic Honor. Arc's squad carries the ponies to the hospital as the others follow. As they burst through the door, Arc calls out for help. “Nurse! Medical emergency! Three ponies critically ill!” She points to a nearby treatment room. “This way!” They run inside and lie the sick mares on three beds. Another nurse runs into the room followed by a doctor. “Please head to the waiting room. We will take it from here. Thank goodness the doctor from Canterlot arrived just this morning.” Arc and his party walk back to the waiting room. A few minutes later Mythic Honor rushes in and looks to Arc. “What the hay happened?!” “King Malevolence must have captured a few of your citizens as we all fled Tartarus. Those three looked like they had been through hell.” Xenos shudders. “Yeah. The doctor and nurses are with them now. Max sighs. “We should know more soon.” About twenty minutes later the door opens and the doctor emerges from the treatment room to address Mythic Honor. The elderly stallion is the first to speak however. “How are they doing, doctor?!” The doctor shakes his head as his ears droop. “All three of them are suffering from complications of pneumonia.” Hugh frowns. “So, give them some medicine, or something!” Viktor nods to the cabinets nearby. “There has to be something in there that would help them!” The doctor walks over to the medicine cabinet and opens it to show everyone that it is empty as he looks to Arc. “My apologies, sir. But my drug supplies aren’t due to arrive until tomorrow morning. That and even if it weren’t, there isn’t anything that could reverse their condition at this point.” Stomping the floor, Twilight grits her teeth. “Come on, doctor! Isn’t there ANYTHING we can do?!” The doctor sighs. “I'm sorry, but they’re just too far gone at this point. There’s fluid in their lungs and the infection has already spread to the rest of their bodies. I’m afraid that the best we can do is make them as comfortable as possible before they pass.” Arc sighs. “How long do they have?” “They won't live to see their next meal, sir. I'm sorry, but I wish I could have done something more for them.” As the doctor turns to leave there is movement from Twilight's saddlebag. Mythic Honor looks at Twilight quizzically. “Uh… miss? Did your saddlebag just move?” A voice can be heard from withing the bag. “Arc! I would speak with you a moment!” Mythic Honor jumps to hide behind a desk He peeks out slowly as he points a hoof. “AHHHHH!!! A talking saddlebag! What does it want?! And more importantly, where can I get one?” Ember walks over to Twilight’s bag and opens it. “That's the Marquis, not the bag. Arc looks to his friend as Ember turns him to face the others. “Yes Marquis, what is it?” “I wish to help those three poor ponies! Please take me outside and return me to my normal size!” “Thank you, Marquis.” Arc carries the Marquis to the middle of the Town Square and sets him down. Looking to Twilight, he nods. “Do it.” Twilight's horn glows as the Marquis slowly returns to his normal size. The inhabitants of the town can only stare in awe as he towers over them. The Marquis lowers three tendrils as he speaks. “ARC, QUICKLY! YOU KNOW WHAT YOU MUST DO!” Without a word, Arc cuts the three tendrils off and hands them to Mythic Honor. “Get these to the doctor, Mythic Honor! Hurry!” The elderly unicorn grabs the tendrils and runs back toward the clinic. “I’m all over it!” Arc turns back to his friend. “That was a very noble thing you just did, Marquis.” “I OWE YOU A DEBT THAT CAN NEVER TRULY BE REPAID, ARC! CONSIDER THIS BUT A SMALL TOKEN OF OUR FRIENDSHIP!” “Thank you very much just the same, Marquis. However, we should really be going now.” Twilight looks over to Arc, confused. “What's the rush, Arc? We have quite a long journey ahead of us.” “Not quite THAT long. I think I can access the sigil at Horseshoe Bay with my gauntlet and teleport us to the peninsula. From there, Ember can activate the sigil and teleport us to the Dragon Lands. That would cut our journey down to about a four-hour walk. What do you think, Ember?” “Sounds good. The only question now is... who will come?” Twilight raises a hoof excitedly. “I volunteer to…!” Ember interrupts her. “It probably should be just you and I, Arc. Remember, dragons are not too fond of ponies these days.” Twilight groans. “Aw…” Arc sighs. “Well, normally I would agree with you on this. But you have to remember that we need Twilight to cast the counter-spell on the Marquis when we get there.” Ember facepalms. “You do have a point there, Arc. I guess it can't be helped.” Templar Derpy turns to Arc and looks up at him pleadingly. “And me?” “I can’t just abandon you here, Derpy. Come with us.” Ember sighs. “You and Twilight stay close to me though.” Arc folds his arms over his chest. “Hopefully the respect the Dragon Lord showed for me will extend to the two of you as well.” Derpy and Twilight nod as Arc turns to his squad. “Good work in there you four. Keep it up and we'll go places and do great things together. For now though I want you to fly back to Ponyville and oversee the construction of the Command Center.” The four stallions salute and fly away to carry out Arc’s orders as he turns back to his friends. “I suppose we had best be off as well.” Mythic Honor returns. “The doctor says those four are already recovering wonderfully! At this rate they should even be walking and talking by tomorrow morning! Thank you, noble hydra, for saving my little ponies!” “YOU ARE WELCOME, ELDERLY ONE! IT WAS NOTHING!” Arc clears his throat loudly. “In any case, I’m afraid that we must be off now, Mythic Honor. We shall return at a later date. Hopefully for a longer visit.” “I understand and look forward to it!” Mythic Honor looks to Twilight before continuing. “Oh! One last thing before you go! Were you able to liberate any of my old tomes from the Town Hall in Tartarus?!” Twilight levitates her saddlebags over to Mythic Honor who peers inside at all his miniaturized books. She looks embarrassed. “Sorry! With all the excitement I kinda forgot about them!” Mythic Honor grins widely at the sight. “What an extraordinary idea you had there to shrink them down! Thank you very much, Miss Twilight!” Arc looks back toward the cave. “That and we took your advice and blew up the old Town Hall.” Derpy sighs. “It still seems like such a waste thought.” Twilight shrugs. “At least the demons won’t get anything.” Mythic Honor nods approvingly. “Thank you, Arc!” Twilight looks over to Mythic Honor, whom is attempting to read a miniature tome. “I’ll help you bring them back to normal size when I return tomorrow.” Mythic Honor waves after them but does not look up from the book as he calls out. “I look forward to it!” Arc puts a hand on his midsection. “There is one last thing before we depart though. Do you think we could trouble you for some food? Where we are going pony food is kinda scarce.” Mythic Honor beckons them to follow him. “Of course! Right this way!” They walk to the supply house so Arc can fill his satchel. Finishing with his task, Arc looks to the elderly pony nearby. “Thank you, Mythic Honor.” “Think nothing of it! Considering what you have done for us, it seems the least we can do!” Arc returns to the Town Square. However, the Marquis is nowhere in sight. Seeing the look of concern on his face Twilight calls out to him. “I just finished shrinking the Marquis back down to size.” Arc looks around. “Great! Uh… where is he?” A small voice can be heard from Templar Derpy’s saddlebags. “Over here! I'm ready whenever you all are!” Derpy giggles. “As am I.” Twilight smiles as she turns to Arc. “Shall we be off then?” “Yup. Let’s go.” Together they walk to the edge of town. Arc looks around the clearing. “This looks like a good enough spot.” He lowers his gauntlet to the ground. A moment later a sigil appears. Motioning to it, he calls out to the others. “Everyone get on.” The party does as Arc says. In a flash of light he and the others vanish. A split second later they reappear on the sigil in front of the dragon statue. Arc looks around before turning to Twilight. “Wow! What a rush! Is that what it feels like when you teleport?” Twilight nods. “For the most part, yes.” Arc points to the dragon statue. “Ember, the rest of this trip is up to you.” Ember nods as she removes a scale and places it in the bowl in front of the dragon statues. Taking a deep breath, she breathes fire onto it. A moment later the dormant sigil comes to life. “One more time everyone” Everyone steps on the sigil one by one and is transported to the Dragon Lands. As they all reappear Derpy is the first to speak. “That was a bit less comfortable!” Arc grimaces. “Look on the bright side. At least my stomach stayed intact this time. How are you holding up over there Marquis?” There is movement from Templar Derpy’s saddlebag as the Marquis pokes his head out and looks around. “That was certainly... unpleasant! But if it brings me where I wish to go then it is worth the trouble!” Twilight takes in their surrounding with unease. “Is this... really the Dragon Lands though?” Ember moves to the front of the group. “Yes, it is. Stay on guard and keep your weapons handy. After all, this isn’t exactly the safest place for you right now.” Templar Derpy follows Ember closely. “Why is that?” Twilight frowns. “Are there dangerous creatures here?” Ember rolls her eyes as she walks away. “Yes. They're called dragons.” The party walks for hours before reaching the town of Pyreston. Night has fallen and the streets are deserted. Arc turns to Ember and chuckles. “It feels like I was just here.” Ember rolls her eyes. “That’s because you were!” “Oh… right.” Ember looks to Derpy and Twilight. “We need to make especially sure you two are not seen. Dragons sometimes eat smaller creatures, after all.” Twilight gulps nervously as Templar Derpy holds up her spear bravely. “They try anything funny and I'll give them indigestion!” Ember stops. “Wait here!” She runs to the end of the street. Seeing the coast is clear the young dragon motions for the others to follow. They make a dash for her door, run through, and close it quietly. Ember casts a Light Spell as she makes her way into the living room. “I’ll get a fire going so we can see. Just wait a moment everyone.” In just a minute or so there is a roaring fire in the fireplace. Twilight and Derpy, whom have put away their armor for the moment, sit down on the couch to rest. Ember, Arc and even the Marquis join them in front of the fire and sit around it talking for a time. Twilight takes the liberty of enlarging the Marquis to roughly the size of a pony. As she finishes casting the spell Twilight steps back. “There! Now you can more easily join in the conversation, Marquis!” “Thank you! I believe I shall enjoy the companionship!” Arc stares into the fireplace happily. “Ah... there’s just something magical about a fire.” Derpy giggles. “You said it, Arc. I've never had friends I could share such an experience with before. But I do really like it.” Twilight giggles happily. “Tell me, is it always like this on your adventures, Arc?” “Admittedly, it’s not usually so peaceful. Most of the time we're busy getting in trouble, getting out of trouble, or averting some kind of catastrophe. This change of pace suits me fine.” Derpy smiles. “I'm looking forward to learning more about dragons tomorrow!” Twilight nods in approval. “We still know so little about them!” The Marquis turns to look at Twilight. “Please understand that the dragons are an ancient and proud race, albeit brash and solitary generally speaking. You may not find them as receptive to being studied as you’d like.” Twilight pulls a notebook and pencil from a nearby table and looks to Ember. “That doesn't mean I'm just going to sit back and pass up this opportunity. So I’d like to ask some questions.” Turning to their hostess, she continues talking. “Ember, would you say that your house is a good example of a traditional dragon dwelling?” “I suppose so. For a dragon of my age this is pretty standard. As we grow older and our horde size grow so does our dwelling though. The oldest dragons typically live in large caves, as earthen houses can only hold so much loot.” “That does make sense. Now then, what do dragons usually eat? Other than gems, I suppose.” Ember thinks for a moment before answering. “Well, like you said, we like gems obviously. Fish, pigs, sheep, ponies, goats, cows...” Twilight looks up and interrupts Ember. “Woah, wait a second! Dragons actually EAT ponies?!” “If they are hungry enough and given the opportunity, yes. Although I thought I mentioned this earlier.” Twilight suddenly looks a bit squeamish. “Yes, you did. But I just thought you were joking?! Have… have you ever…?” Ember looks down at her claws. “Yes. It was long ago during on of my first hunts. We chased and cut down a pony who had trespassed in the Dragon Lands against my father’s orders. I... I'm not proud of it, but... pony meat is indeed delicious. Not to mention quite nutritious for developing dragons.” Twilight looks at Ember, suddenly angry. “That's... just so horrible! How could you do such a thing?!” “I'm sorry, but dragons have been doing such things for thousands of years. Every dragon whelpling is taught that dragons are the supreme beings in all the world.” The Marquis nods soberly. “Without interaction with other cultures, such a belief is quite possible. I too was told as a young hydra that our race also believed themselves to be superior at one time, as we are the only source of hydra humor.” Arc puts a hand on his friend’s shoulder. “Twilight, I understand your feelings in this matter. I too would probably think twice about befriending a race that ate my species. But, other than gems and ponies, I too have eaten everything Ember just listed on Earth.” Twilight looks over to Arc, her eyes wide. “Arc... I... I never knew! I just assumed humans ate only plants just like ponies do!” Derpy responds in a serious tone. “I knew.” Arc gasps. “What? But, how?!” “Lyra told me. She said humans need a certain amount of protein in their diets in order to stay healthy. When I learned about this, I asked Ember to catch me some fish. Although it wasn't easy for me, I cooked them and made Arc some Fish Soup.” Twilight grimaces. “Why would you do such a thing though, Derpy?!” “Because I couldn't stand the thought of him not eating properly. Especially after all he’s done for me.” Twilight bows her head. “I think I am beginning to understand. Thank you for sharing that with me, everypony.” Turning to Ember, she continues. “And I'm sorry about jumping on your case earlier, Ember. But... do you think you could... you know…?” “Yes, Twilight. You have my word that I will never again eat another pony.” The Marquis nods approvingly. “Quite the oath to take, miss. I hope you aren’t saying such a think lightly.” “After meeting the Vile Tribe, Derpy, Twilight, and her friends and seeing all that ponies are capable of, the thought of doing such a thing now sickens me.” Arc turns to Twilight and smiles. “That gives me an idea. Purely for the sake of research mind you, how about the next time we’re in Tartarus, you try some beetle meat with me, Twilight? Ember licks her chops. “It is quite tasty, after all!” Twilight turns a light shade of green at this. “Thanks, but I’ll pass.” All assembled laugh heartily. The Marquis looks around the room at the smiling group before chiming in again. “Ah, it feels good to be among friends. It has been so long since I lived with my hydra brethren that I had forgotten this warm feeling. “ He looks to Arc before continuing. “Speaking of brethren, do you ever feel... lonely Arc?” Arc thinks for a moment. “Not really, I guess. In truth, I probably haven’t really had time to be lonely with all that has happened since coming to Equestria. But... I guess now that you mention it, yes suppose I do miss the company of other humans. Not that I don't enjoy the time spent here, but...” He looks around the diverse group of friends he has made as he smiles and again speaks. “...it would be nice to see another human face now and again.” The Marquis puts a tendril around Arc’s shoulder. “I understand how you feel, young Arc. It has been years innumerable since I last laid eyes on another hydra.” “Then let me ask you, as one foreigner to another in a distant land, how you kept it together all those years.” “What kept me going in the past was the knowledge that somewhere out there in the world the hydra still lived on. While I had more or less given up hope that we would be reunited, hopefully I will see other of my kind again tomorrow. But even if I do not, the knowledge that I now am able to count all of you as my friends will sustain me.” Derpy looks over at Arc and smiles. “I’ve never had real friends before I met you, Arc. If I could change into a human to keep you company, please know that would do so in an instant.” Twilight puts a hoof on Arc’s knee. “I have many friends. At least now I do. But you are still... special to me, Arc. If there is something I can do to help you in this regard please do not hesitate to ask.” Ember shrugs. “Well, as long as we are going around the room. No, dragons don't typically have friends.” Arc frowns. “That sounds rather lonely if you ask me.” “We have rivals instead. I guess the closest thing to friendship we have would be respect for those we view either as equals or as our betters.” Derpy appears confused. “So, which one would you consider Arc?” Ember scoots closer to Arc. “My better... definitely my better. He proved it yet again during our first visit to the Dragon Lands.” Twilight looks to Ember expectantly. “I don't believe I’ve heard that story. What did happen last time?” The Marquis laughs. “Please, do tell Ember! Inquiring minds want to know!” Ember looks to Arc somewhat embarrassed. Arc nods his head in approval. “Well, we came here to seek my father's judgment on if I could take Arc as my mate. He refused though, saying that the Dragon Lord must be a dragon.” Twilight thinks about this for a moment. “I guess that does makes sense.” “I suppose it does. However, since I was home again anyways, my father decreed that I should choose a different mate. He put forth the call for the best of the best to come forward. Three of the mightiest dragons I have ever seen came forward, and I was instructed to choose one of them.” And frowns. “Seeing that Ember didn't really care for any of them, I quickly came up with a plan to goad the Dragon Lord to pit them against each other. Sadly, I grossly miscalculated and pushed the Dragon Lord too far. Before I even had a chance to react, he ordered the three to ‘tear me apart’. While fighting them was what I was after, fighting them all at once was admittedly not part of the plan.” Ember grins wickedly. “However, Arc was able to defeat them rather easily. This did not please my father, as he prepared to attack Arc himself. But Arc stood against my father's rapid advance fearlessly and said something to the effect of ‘Bring it on! You're not that much bigger than the Marquis’!” Arc laughs. “An outright lie!” The Marquis nearly falls over laughing. “Ha, ha! I love it!” Ember continues. “Anyways... my father was stopped dead in his tracks by those simple words. The hydra have something of a past with the dragons. Old allies, or something like that I would assume.” The Marqis nods. “Yes, you could say that. Although it is my kind whom owe Dragon Lord Torch for everything he’s done for us in the past. But I am sorry for interrupting. Please continue, Ember.” “The knowledge of a common ally seemed to bring my father back to his senses. But sadly, he immediately went back to the business of my betrothal.” Arc shrugs. “I quickly pointed out that the three whom I had bested were not worthy to be Ember’s mate, as they had been defeated by a ‘lesser creature’.” Ember blushes slightly at this. “I admit, I did indeed care for Arc before then, but... after what he did for me... well, let's say my feelings for him have only grown since then.” The Marquis sighs fondly. “That is quite the tale you tell, Ember. Ah... to be young and adventurous again.” Ember hesitantly turns to face Arc. “I, ah… while I am almost certain of the answer to this question already, I have to know. Arc, do... do you love me?” The room is completely silent for a time as Arc weighs the question. Eventually he nods slightly and speaks. “Yes Ember, I do.” “REALLY?!” Arc holds up a hand for silence as he continues. “But there are others whom I love as well.” Ember appears giddy with happiness. “I’ll share!” “Can I finish please?” He clears his throat before speaking again. “As I was saying, there are indeed others whom I can say that I love. For example, I also love Twilight.” Twilight blushes heavily. “W… what?!” “After all, she has been quite the friend to me in the time I have been in this land.” She looks at him sheepishly. “Even when I sent you to Tartarus?” Arc shrugs. “Well, we all have our faults. In any case, quite a lot of good came from your mistake though. After all, had you not banished me I never would have met the Marquis. Or Ember for that matter.” The Marquis nods. “That and the Vile Tribe would still be living in Tartarus.” Arc smiles at her warmly. “Indeed. That and I do care for you, Twilight. Not as a lover though, but as a true friend.” Twilight grins. “Thank you, Arc! I... I feel the same way!” “And there is also Derpy, whom I love very much.” Derpy says nothing, but smiles widely as Arc looks around the room. “We’ve had our share of adventures and will more than likely have many more together. I get the feeling that our lives will be intertwined until the end comes for us. But at this point I wouldn't have it any other way.” Ember sighs. “I think I understand what you’re trying to say here, Arc. But I do want you to know something. This doesn't change how I feel about you in the least.” Arc looks down at the floor and sighs. “Thank you, Ember. But you really do deserve better than I. In fact, my hope is to one day see you betrothed to a dragon whom can be there for you through the millennia, as I cannot.” “After traveling with and watching you, I really don't think such a dragon exists.” Arc turns to her and smiles. “Well then, I suppose we shall have to keep traveling together and find out.” Ember’s face brightens. “I guess so!” Arc makes a face. “Hey, I know! How about Garble?!” “Ha! I’d rather marry a toad!” All assembled laugh heartily. The Marquis stands and groans. “As much as I have enjoyed tonight's conversations, my old bones are tired. Twilight, if you would be so kind as to shrink me back down, I would like to bed down in your saddlebags again.” Twilight does so and helps the Marquis get comfortable in a bag. Ember stands up and stretches as she looks to the others. “I think the Marquis has the right idea. We should all get some rest now. Derpy, would you like to share my bed? There’s plenty of room.” Derpy stands up and follows Ember. “Certainly, but why me?” “It just seemed the polite thing to do. Seeing as how you so readily shared your home with me.” Twilight waves a hoof. “Good night you two.” Arc and Twilight are left alone in the living room. For a time, Twilight just sits there staring into the fire. Eventually Arc breaks the silence. “Twilight? Something is bothering you, isn't it?” “Admittedly, yes. Tonight's conversation among friends has been the best I've had in a long time. But... while I know you’ve forgiven me for dragging you into this land and say that you are very happy here. Still, I feel as if I have... robbed you of something.” “Robbed me? Robbed me of what?” Twilight’s ears droop as she bows her head. “All this talk of love and marriage... it just reminded me that you are Equestria's only human. While this is certainly far from new information, it got me thinking about... well... being the only human I can't help but feel that I have robbed you of the chance of finding a mate and getting married.” Arc chuckles. “I admit, I never thought about it like that before. While it is true that I will most likely never find a ‘mate’ in Equestria. Even if by some miracle I did find a special mare and decided to settle down with her, a family with children is definitely out of the question.” Twilight groans. “I hadn’t even thought about the prospect of you not being able to procreate with them.” “I think about it this way though, Ember. Someday in the future I will pass away and Equestria will go back to being the way it was before. Devoid of humans. That and I would venture a guess it won't take too many generations for humans to go back to being just mythical creatures again.” Twilight looks over to Arc, wide-eyed. “But, that's just so sad! Are you saying that after all you have done, you're okay with just fading away?! Being... forgotten?!” Arc nods. “As long as the ones whom I care about are safe and happy, nothing else really matters to me.” “Arc... there is no doubt in my mind. You most certainly must personify the absolute best humanity has to offer!” “I must disagree with that. But at the same time, I am flattered that you think so highly of me, Twilight.” “While I know that I have said it before, if you need anything...” Arc interrupts her. “Actually, there is something you can do for me, Twilight.” “Anything!” “All this talk of relationships and marriage has made me a bit... lonely.” Twilight walks over to Arc and puts a hoof on his knee. “What can I do to help?” “I could use some company from my first pony friend. You don't have to say a thing. Just sit there and I'll stroke your mane. Sitting in front of a roaring fire in a quiet room while petting a small furry creature is probably the most therapeutic thing a human can do.” Twilight lies down on the floor next to Arc and lets him stroke her mane. Before long however a light whiffling snore fills the air. Arc looks down at Twilight and smiles as she lays there asleep. He continues stroking her mane as he muses to himself. “I stand corrected. This is even more relaxing than just petting you.” Early the next morning Arc and company discuss their next move in Ember’s living room. Arc turns to Ember. “So... how should we go about doing this?” “I think just you and I should go see the Dragon Lord. It's not exactly safe for the others to be walking around town, after all.” Arc frowns. “Is it safe for you to be here, Ember? I mean, you are still technically banished.” Twilight appears a bit scared. “While I am nervous, don't you need me to cast the spell to return the Marquis to his normal size?” Derpy walks over to Arc bravely. “I'm not afraid! I want to come too, Arc!” The Marquis rubs what is presumably his chin. “This is indeed quite the quandary.” Ember sighs. “I don't really think there IS a good way to go about doing this!” Derpy pipes up. “Why don't we let Arc decide what to do? Being Equestria's Hero of Light, he really should be the one to lead us.” Twilight nods. “Makes sense. Arc, what should we do?” Arc takes a few moments to think. “There really is no true safe way to do this. That much is clear. So, I propose that we ALL go to meet the Dragon Lord, together. This is probably the safest way, as I doubt any dragons will mess with our group after what I did to their friends the last time.” Derpy picks up her spear. “Should I wear my armor then, or would that be asking for a fight?” Ember puts on her own armor and grabs the Spear of Courage. “Wear it! Definitely wear it!” Ember looks back over toward Arc nervously. “This isn't really your best plan, Arc. I sure hope you know what you're doing.” Arc opens the front door as Twilight and Derpy finish putting on their armor. “So do I.” The party walks down the street toward the Throne of the Dragon Lord. Several times along the way they are approached by various dragons whom eye the mares hungrily. But a stern look from Arc is enough to dissuade them from making any advances. Shortly thereafter the party arrives at their destination. The Dragon Lord sees Arc and Ember as they enter and calls out to them. “ARC! I SEE YOU HAVE RETURNED FOR ANOTHER VISIT! WORD HAS REACHED US HERE IN THE DRAGON LANDS OF YOUR BEING MADE EQUESTRIA'S NEW HERO OF LIGHT!” He then turns to his daughter. “EMBER! YOU HAD BEST HAVE A GOOD REASON FOR BEING HERE!” It is then that the Dragon Lord sees Twilight. “WELL EMBER, AT LEAST YOU DIDN'T RETURN HOME EMPTY HANDED! I COULD USE A SNACK!” Arc speaks up quickly. “They are with me, Dragon Lord!” Torch looks disappointed. “I SEE! ARC, WHY HAVE YOU BROUGHT PONIES INTO MY PRESENCE?! SUCH FRAIL LOOKING CREATURES SHOULD NOT BE IN THE DRAGON LANDS!” Arc puts his hands on his hips. “Oh, I don't know about that. Remember, I too looked rather frail at first. But did I not surprise you?” “YOU MAY HAVE A POINT THERE, ARC! VERY WELL! THEY MAY STAY! FOR THE TIME BEING ANYWAYS! NOW THEN, INTRODUCE ME TO YOUR FRIENDS!” “I would be glad to. This is Twilight Sparkle. She is the personal student of Princess Celestia and the one responsible for bringing me into this world. And this is Derpy. She too fought the demon army with Ember and I at the Battle of Tartarus.” The Dragon Lord looks at Derpy. “THIS ONE HAS GREAT POWER WITHIN HER! SHE IS INDEED WORTHY TO BE IN YOUR COMPANY, ARC!” He then looks over at Twilight and frowns. “THIS ONE... NOT SO MUCH! WITH THE AMOUNT OF KNEE-KNOCKING I SEE, SHE MAY JUST WET HERSELF!” As her father's gaze returns to Arc, Ember quietly walks up behind Twilight and kicks a small pile of dirt to cover the puddle that is forming between her rear hooves. Arc frowns at this statement. “Twilight may not be as physically strong as the rest of us, sir. However, she has something just as good. Intelligence and determination. After all, it was she whom lead the rescue effort that allowed Ember and I to escape Tartarus.” “IT IS GOOD TO KNOW THIS GENERATION OF PONIES IS NOT COMPLETELY WITHOUT WARRIORS... AND SUCH. BUT I ASSUME YOU DID NOT COME HERE TODAY TO SIMPLY VERBALLY SPAR WITH ME! WHAT BRINGS YOU TO THE DRAGON LANDS TODAY, HERO OF LIGHT?!” “I am here to fulfill a promise that I made to our mutual friend, the Marquis. With the help of Twilight and Ember we were able to remove him from Tartarus.” “VERY GOOD! AND WHERE IS MY OLD FRIEND NOW?!” Arc reaches into Derpy’s saddle bag and pulls out the Marquis. “He’s right here!” Arc sets the Marquis down in front of him. “TARTARUS MUST INDEED BE A TERRIBLE PLACE, IF IT CAN DO SUCH THINGS TO A CREATURE AS POWERFUL AS A HYDRA!” “We had to temporarily shrink him so he could fit through the gate. However, that plan would not have succeeded without our friend Twilight here.” Looking to her, Arc continues. “Would you please return the Marquis to his normal size, Twilight?” “A… alright.” She does so albeit a bit shakily. In a few moments the Marquis is his normal size. Turning to the Dragon Lord, he bows a tendril at the waist respectfully. “GREETINGS TO YOU, DRAGON LORD TORCH!” “WELCOME TO MY DOMAIN, OLD FRIEND! I HOPE YOU HAD A SAFE TRIP!” “ALTHOUGH IT IS GOOD TO BE BACK TO MY OLD SIZE AGAIN, I ADMIT I RATHER ENJOYED THE CHANGE OF PACE!” The Dragon Lord smiles at the sight of the Marquis. “THERE! THAT IS THE MARQUIS I REMEMBER! IT IS GOOD TO SEE YOU AS WELL, OLD FRIEND! I TRUST YOU ARE WELL?!” “BETTER NOW THAN I HAVE BEEN IN CENTURIES! AND I OWE IT ALL TO ARC AND HIS FRIENDS!” Arc nods. “We were happy to help, Marquis. I hope the Dragon Lord can reunite you with others of your kind.” Torch grins toothily. “INDEED, I SHALL! BUT FIRST, I BELIEVE A REWARD IS IN ORDER FOR EQUESTRIA'S NEW HERO OF LIGHT! NOW THEN, WHAT WOULD BE A PROPER REWARD?” Arc waves a gauntlet dismissively. “All I want is your friendship, Dragon Lord.” “THEN YOU SHALL HAVE IT! YOU MAY COME AND GO AS YOU PLEASE WITHIN MY REALM, AS MAY ANY WHOM ACCOMPANY YOU! UNDERSTAND THAT I DO NOT PERMIT SUCH THINGS LIGHTLY, ARC! YOU WILL MAKE A FINE PROTECTOR OF EQUESTRIA!” “Thank you, sir. I will do my best!” The Dragon Lord holds out a claw to Arc. “ARC, STEP FORWARD AND RECEIVE THE FRIENDSHIP OF THE DRAGON LORD!” Twilight whispers to Ember. “Pst… what’s going on?!” “I'm not sure. This is beyond my understanding.” Arc steps onto the Dragon Lord's claws and is lifted up to look him in the eye. “YOU ARE THE FIRST NON-DRAGON TO EARN THIS RIGHT IN AS LONG AS ANY CAN REMEMBER!” Dragon Lord Torch breathes a strange smoke out of his mouth at Arc. It surrounds him and eventually absorbs into his body. After a few moments Arc is returned to the ground via magic as the Dragon Lord continues. “ARC, A GIFT FROM ME TO YOU AS A SIGN OF OUR FRIENDSHIP... ‘DRAGON MAGIC’! MAY IT SERVE YOU WELL IN THE COMPLETION OF YOUR DUTIES!” All the dragons assembled gasp at this news. Arc nods. “Thank you, Dragon Lord! This is indeed quite an honor!” “YES, IT IS, BUT YOU ARE INDEED WORTHY OF IT! NOW THEN, I MUST SHOW THE MARQUIS TO HIS NEW HOME! THIS WAY, OLD FRIEND!” “THANK YOU, DRAGON LORD! HOWEVER, I TOO HAVE A GIFT FOR MY SMALL FRIEND HERE!” The Marquis removes a small scale from behind him and gives it to Arc. “IF YOU IMBUE THIS SCALE WITH THE SIGIL ENCHANTMENT ON YOUR GAUNTLET YOU WILL BE ABLE TO SUMMON ME TO YOUR SIDE SHOULD THE NEED EVER ARISE!” “Thank you, Marquis. I will only use it in greatest need, as I am sure you have many other things to do.” “DON'T FEEL OBLIGATED TO WAIT FOR SUCH CIRCUMSTANCES TO PRESENT THEMSELVES, MY FRIEND! I WILL ALWAYS BE THERE IF YOU NEED ME. IF ONLY JUST FOR A TALK!” “I may just take you up on that. Farewell for now, my friend. Best not to keep the Dragon Lord waiting any longer.” The Marquis waves a tendril as he departs with Torch. “DO TAKE CARE OF YOURSELVES! ALL OF YOU!” The party leaves the Throne of the Dragon Lord and returns silently to Ember's small home. Ember turns to Arc as she closes the door behind everyone. “I can’t believe this! You... you have... DRAGON MAGIC! That practically makes you an honorary dragon, Arc!” Derpy looks puzzled. “Is it really such a big event?” Ember nods feverishly. “Yes! Such power is not entrusted to just anyone! After all, Dragon Magic can be quite dangerous in the wrong hands!” Twilight grimaces. “What do you mean?” “Dragon magic is similar to your unicorn magic, Twilight. The main difference is what dragons use magic for. Unicorns often use their magic for edifying purposes. While dragon magic is mostly used for more... offensive spells.” Arc puts a hand to his chin. “You mean like fire breathing and whatnot?” Ember nods. “That would be a good example, yes.” “Oh, this I have GOT to try!” Arc walks toward the fireplace and concentrates. A small stream of magical fire bursts forth from his hand and swirls around for a few moments before going out. Ember claps her claws together happily. “Very impressive for a first attempt!” Derpy beams at Arc. “He can do anything!” Twilight looks at the burning wood in the fireplace. “Astonishing!” Arc puts a hand to his chin thoughtfully. “I’ll have to read some books on magic when I have the time. But right now, I think we should be getting back to Ponyville. Derpy needs to get back to Dinky, Twilight has an appointment to help Mythic Honor organize all those books, and I want to check in on Cherry at the hospital. Ember, would you mind if I placed a sigil here?” “Go right ahead.” Arc places a sigil in the corner of the room. “Thanks! Everyone on!” The party steps on the sigil and Arc teleports everyone back to the Vile Tribe's village. Meanwhile though, from a nearby hill overlooking Pyreston, a strange creature in a large black cloak looked down at the small house and chuckles darkly. “I admit, even I didn't see that one coming! First, acquiring magic from a dragon. Then being given the ability to summon an extinct creature on command! Which leads me to wonder… is there nothing you cannot do, Arc?”