StarCrosser's Story (Modified 2009-10-25)

[StarCross]

Pseudomonarchia daemonum - Johann Wier (1583) (quoted)

Gamigin is a great marquesse, and is seene in the forme of a little horsse, when he taketh humane shape he speaketh with a hoarse voice, disputing of all liberall sciences; he bringeth also to passe, that the soules, which are drowned in the sea, or which dwell in purgatorie (which is called Cartagra, that is, affliction of soules) shall take aierie bodies, and evidentlie appeare and answer to interrogatories at the conjurors commandement; he tarrieth with the exorcist, untill he have accomplished his desire, and hath thirtie legions under him.


Goetia - S. L. MacGregor Mathers (1904) (quoted)

The Fourth Spirit is Samigina, a Great Marquis. He appeareth in the form of a little Horse or Ass, and then into Human shape doth he change himself at the request of the Master. He speaketh with a hoarse voice. He ruleth over 30 Legions of Inferiors. He teaches all Liberal Sciences, and giveth account of Dead Souls that died in sin. And his Seal is this, which is to be worn before the Magician when he is Invocator, etc.

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He was in a hall of some sort where a cake baking competition had just taken place. There, on the stage, lots of other My Little Ponies were frolicking around what seemed to be the winner of a contest. StarCrosser fell into deep disappointment, for he had joined the contest, too, and lost. And he knows the reason why. The winner had always been everyone's favorite. StarCrosser knew, in fact everyone who has tasted his cakes knew, that he was better then the so-called winner. But what is to be done, discrimination and favortism were all over the judges' faces.
"The spotlight will never be on fellows like us, and it's foolish to think otherwise," said another pony, another contestant, who happened to be standing next to him. The words seem to etch themselves into his mind as the green unicorn-pony lowered his own head down in sadness. He just stood there, in the exact same position, even as all the other ponies had left the area, living him all alone. If was only when the cleaners tapped him on his shoulder did he finally start to move, albeit slowly, towards the exit. "HOW CAN I SHINE," he shouted unconsciously, "IF NOBODY ACCEPTS ME...?"

On his way back home, StarCrosser passed 2 very ancient towers. One was a broken clock tower while the other was an abandoned watch tower. Both towers were built side-by-side, and probably at the same time long ago. They both seemed to beg for renovation, if not demolition. As he walked past the old towers, he realized that a large group of ponies were gathering around the very winner of the cake baking competition, who was ever so proudly showing off his trophy and boasting his own 'individual' greatness. StarCrosser raised his eyes to the sky in disgust - when he noticed that the watch tower was slowly, but surely, starting to move. Seconds later, the sounds of breaking wood and crumbling bricks could be heard as the tower began to lean forward - before its intersection broke off and the whole upper section started falling down over the crowd of panicking ponies! There was no way they could escape in time! They were all doomed to perish under the collapsing watch tower - or were they?

Just as the falling construction top was supposed to crash on top of the crowd, it stopped with a loud thunderous thud. A young pony, too frightened to move, with her curiosity overwhelming her fear, began to look up - to see a green unicorn pony holding the entire fallen building up with his forelegs! His hind hooves were sinking into the ground from the sheer weight of the object that he was holding up. Quick as the wind, StarCrosser threw the fallen tower towards a vacant space, away from the other ponies. The watch tower crashed into a million pieces of wood and bricks as it hit the ground without harming a single soul.

StarCrosser picked up the young little pony, who was awestruck by his Herculean feat. "It's okay, little girl," he told her, "you're safe now." But just as he said this, another crumbling sound echoed - as the entire clock tower beside them began falling, lengthwise, towards all of them. With the little one in his forelegs he had no other way to save everyone there including himself. No other way - except that. In a split second, StarCrosser aimed his horn towards the collapsing clock tower. Flashes of green lightning began to dance around his horn before, with a brilliant flash of green, he discharged a huge pillar of green lightning at the falling tower. The lightning hit the structure on one side and kept going until it went right through it, literally blowing the building away! The other ponies could only look on in dumb-struck shock as showers of small debris fell around them. StarCrosser slowly put down the young pony, who thanked him heartily before running to her very happy mother.

You would think something like this would have earned StarCrosser a hero's welcome, or at least a medal. But in contrary, the reward for his heroic rescue was to be surrounded by the Royal Elite Guard, arrested, and forcefully brought to court.

Next thing he knew, he found himself on trial, inside huge a courtroom, standing before the supreme judge who happened to be The Pony Queen herself.
“StarCrosser,” the verdict came loud and merciless, “for having powers that may equal or surpass that which belongs to the royal family and powerful enough to destroy."
She stood up and pointed at him with one hoof.
I hereby sentence you to be banished from Ponyland – forever.”
The sound of her hoof hitting the table followed after.

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In a realm of unknown existence and emptiness, a shadow moves. It stares up into the whirlpool-like vortex in the sky of its realm... and lets out a hollow laughter which seemed to echo with cold, emptiness.
"It has begun," said the living shadow, "My Fourth Trumpeter... I have found you at last."