The Dimensional Quest Part II: Galactic Peril

Chapter 18

After the Atsafarians scurry away, the ship's rumbling becomes more violent.

The prisoners are getting flipped and scrambled around in the cell like eggs on a frying pan.

"Ouch! Oof! Leave their prisoners to die, huh? A bit cruel," Kelsey notes.

"Everyone get close to me!" Amethyst shouts.

The girls and Ewoks scooch close to her, and suddenly become encapsulated in a magical shield.

"Hope this helps! Hang on!"

Escape pods zip clear of the ship as it plummets down towards a snowy mountain range.

Despite being in the protection of the shield, the Glitter Force girls hold each other's hands.

Emily snags one of Amethyst's hooves.

The mare's heart beats fast and her eyes are shut.

"Sweet Celestia have mercy."

Luckily the ship doesn't smash the ground head-on, but instead at a slight angle.

It glides down a mountain, mowing through trees as well as snow like a large snowplow, before sliding into a forest.

When it finally grinds to a halt, after leaving a long, large trail behind it, Amethyst opens her eyes.

No pain.

No broken limbs.

Everyone manages to get onto their feet.

"We...survived," Lily mutters, in pure disbelief.

"We survived!" Kelsey repeats, jumping with raised arms.

Emily nudges the unicorn beside her.

"All cuz of you, Amy."

"Nah, it was my shield," Amethyst modestly replies.

A few of the Ewoks give her a hug of gratitude.

"Awww, guys."

"Now where the heck are we?"

April steps outside through a crack in the ship's hull, then immediately wraps her arms around herself.

"Ooooh it's cold!!" she exclaims.

"Oh it can't be that cold!" Chloe dismisses.

She and the others go outside as well.

"Never mind. It's cold."

"Anyone got some jackets?" Candy asks, shivering some.

"Maybe the ship has some supplies we could use. Let's look," Chloe suggests.

"The only possible clue is this sheet of paper," Kitty says, sliding the paper with a set of numbers across a table.

Nick Fury reads it.

8675-309.

"It's just a bunch of numbers."

"I doubt the piece of paper came with the gem for no reason. It must have significance," Nepgear says.

"A few years ago my organization was working on a portal gun. We didn't finish because we couldn't figure out the frequency necessary for the gun's laser to form a dimensional worm hole," one of the scientists reveals.

"These numbers could be that frequency!" Nepgear realizes.

"Good news is we still have the gun in our facility in New York, but we will need a place to test it."