Bolt went to his sadistic place. His body burst into flames. He spoke with the voice of himself, as well as the voices of Shining Armor, who was always there on the right side and another one who wanted him to win...Rarity?!? "Celestia, bow down or be eviscerated, as the stallion who stands before you is the personification of kindness, laughter, honesty, generosity, loyalty, and now magic as well. I am something you never could be...deserving of royalty." He was crushing her. It wasn't that he was more powerful, he was outsmarting Celestia. Her focus was beginning to falter, and his magic was snaking its way towards her. He laughed.
At the same time as the backup charged into Celestia, Bolt's spell singed the top of her horn off. Bolt returned to normal, and he was winded. "You *huff* are so *huff* dead!" He said. He cast a power transfer spell, for he thought it was the death she deserved. He sucked the energy out of Celestia, the slow pain causing terrible shrieks, and transferred it to Brisk. Celestia was sucked away until there was nothing left, everything had been transferred.
"Bolt... I noticed. I clearly don't care!! I... don't... care if you are showing off to me , Brisk, or Flitter!!" Narrowleaf paused, "Understood? I'm getting her out of here. Fight!"
"Narrowleaf...you saved my life. I don't know how I can repay you, but this is way more of a favor than me flying you here...I think I owe you one...but we have to get Brisk to a doctor." Bolt said.
"This looks delicious...I see you got the charm I gave you...Oh! Here Brisk!!!" Bolt said, taking off the alicorn amulet. "This was the gift I got for you...maybe it'll help" Bolt said, placing the amulet around her neck.
"There are more uses of an apple than food. Like projectiles!" Narrowleaf took a bite from an apple, then kicked it at Celestia.
"Why'd you kick the apple there?...Remember, I transferred all of Celestia's life force into Brisk...it's why Brisk is alive right now...I think. She's so amazing, she could have pulled through it without me here." Bolt said.
"I'm the only alicorn in Equestria...the alicorns are always royals...NOOOO!!!!!" Bolt said, falling to the ground. "I'm gonna have to be a king! Kings act so lame all the time! I can't fly around anymore or anything! Why do bad things always happen to me?!? Is it because I'm red? That's not cool, I like being red!" Bolt went off on a nervous rant.
"Don't worry. You'll make a great king, Bolt- I mean Sire. Trust me, my ma's Applejack!" Narrowleaf paused. "Now what? Should we rebuild Equestria? The other Royals are gone..."
"Wait...I have to ask Brisk something, and you as well. Don't lie to a king. Why was Rarity's spirit on our side? Why was Rarity's spirit here? Is she dead? Who was she with? Bolt asked. "And thank you Leaf...you will both ALWAYS be welcome in my palace...but this one is tainted...guess SOMEONE *cough me cough* will have to knock it down and build a new one!" Bolt said, a thirsty look in his eyes.
"Dammit. I'll have to rebuild Sweet Apple Acres. We can't all starve." Narrowleaf coughed, "We've got quite a road 'head of us. I'm going home. See ya'll later!" He ran off, praying Bolt wasn't going to ask Brisk to be his queen.
Narrowleaf hated himself for lying. He was really searching for a jewerly shop in the ruins of Ponyville. He wanted to show his love for Brisk. He made sure he kept note of where he was. He couldn't get lost.
Bolt was busy all day, building his new palace. And now it was done. A red tower lined with golden bricks, a banner with a flame stood on the highest tower. He did it all with magic, to boot. "Well...I've been holding this off long enough. I'm gonna go ask her." He said to himself. He flew to Brisk. He faced her, his eyes steady and unwavering. "Brisk...If you are interested, I'd like you to be my queen...I couldn't think of another mare to ask, anyway." He asked, hoping for a positive answer.
